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Return to Space

Old Frieza
Wordslinger
Wordslinger
Old Frieza
Wordslinger
Wordslinger
Joined: June 17th, 2010, 11:09 pm

June 24th, 2017, 12:44 pm #1

"Sir, we are just now returning to the outer fringe. Where shall we plot a course to?"

There was a short silence in the hull that served as the cockpit. The massive room was filled with six different computers, and alien of a different species at each one respectively. The only non alien in the proximity was standing with his hand folded behind him, eyes deeply focused looking through the large glass window. There was nothing but blackness on the other side of the glass pane, but the changeling prince still saw something in it.

"Home." was all that he said, before turning around and walking out of that cockpit.

He strode down the hallway, the sound of his six toes echoing against the metal walls like a pin dropping in a silent room. The entirety of the space craft was much quieter now after his most recent venture into deep space due to the casualty count. His soldier count had been reduced from over one hundred, to a mere thirty. He supposed at this point it could be considered that only the strongest had survived, and now he was only left with his elite.

Cooler took a turn into his person quarters, having passed no one through the halls. He took a seat at his chair in front of the large monitor that he used for research, and his mind drifted back onto what had happened......
Last edited by Old Frieza on June 24th, 2017, 12:55 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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