Part CXXII: Parting Ways
Date: Kapton 24th, 114 A.U.
“This is Tzjearjlan of the Sla’ad calling, over… Yes; we are doing well. Progress made? Over… Excellent. We are calling to report that we have finished assembling the plans of the Mothership. Over… Yes, we have compiled them on our computer system into one coherent model. We await instructions of how to relay it to you, over… Sending it to this alternate group, but what of the elves tracking our transmissions? Over… I see. Sounds like a plan. We will send it to them. Over…”
“The Sla’ad have finished compiling the plans of the Mothership,” Reynyagn said. “I’ve worked it out with them and they’ll be sending it to our rebel base. Since the rebel base is able to partially-track the Mothership’s signals, they should be able to receive the plans electronically without them being alerted.”
“Excellent,” Monty replied. “But…”
“But what?”
“What will that do for us?”
“I talked with Tzjearjlan further on this issue,” Reynyagn replied. “According to him, they’ve discovered the source and final engine of the entire Mothership. And apparently all that’s needed to disable the Mothership is to take down that central computer that they’ve found which controls the whole system.”
“I see…” Monty said, pursing his lips. “So…”
“The Mothership is on course toward the isle of the auggers,” Augger replied. “And while my ancestors haven’t dwelt there, after what Ranvier has said, we must try and stop the Mothership from desolating their land and destroying the remnant of my race. In addition to all this, we’ll have to take down the Mothership at some point. And what we can’t allow either is for us to arrive at the island only to be trapped there by the Mothership.”
“So what are you saying?” Monty asked.
“I’m saying that we ought to split our team in half,” Augger said simply. “Half of us will confront Jaigran and the other half will seek to sabotage the Mothership in a esponiage mission, assuming that it is possible for such a mission to destroy the central computer.”
A hush fell over the group before anyone spoke. “I will stay out of this internal discussion,” Ranvier said.
“It… It is possible, from what Tzjearjlan said, for a small esponiage group to take it down,” Reynyagn said slowly. “But… but to split the team over that? I believe that confronting Jaigran is more important.”
“We don’t need a whole team to confront Jaigran; do we?” Zarien asked. “I sincerely doubt that I with my injured leg will do much against him with four golden weapons at his hand. Beside, isn’t this the solution to last night’s discussion? He is expecting us to go after him. He will be completely unprepared for an attack on the Mothership at this time.”
“An unprepared Mothership is still dangerous,” Number 994 responded. “I was a part of it, Zarien. We were never “prepared” or ready for an attack. But we were still vigilant and training enough to disable any force that came against us. The Mothership is never unprepared.”
“But we have insider knowledge,” Zarien pointed out. “We have you, who not only know the system, but can manipulate it. I’ve been in the Mothership most of my life and know a good bit about how to sneak around it without anyone else knowing. And we have a professional spy here as well—doesn’t this sort of stuff appeal to you, Monty?”
“Well…” Monty said, trying to keep himself from smiling, “It… It does appeal to me, I must admit… We still don’t have enough information, though.”
“Right. We’ll need the plans first,” Zarien said.
“I don’t like the notion of you in the middle of the Mothership,” Astrid said quietly. “That Mothership has razed cities and destroyed air fleets! It has a system that routed out Zarien’s rebel group and made him to lose his leg! And you think that a small group of you can go against it?”
“It’s not about safety,” Monty said. “We’ve all thrown aside concerns for safety at the point, Astrid. It’s… It’s about doing what needs to be done. And honestly, I think Augger’s right. Yes, the Mothership may always be prepared. But they aren’t expecting any assault from us like they might be after this. And the fate of the race of the auggers is at stake.”
“We can’t go in without a plan…” Reynyagn murmured. “A bit more time to plan all of this out would do us well.”
“But we don’t have time,” Ranvier said. “I know I said I wouldn’t get involved in this discussion, but I need to say this. I don’t know what Jaigran and the Watcher have in mind, but I know this much. We don’t have much time and our opponent’s are enjoying a large advantage. We can push it back for a while, but when will we ever be ready? We currently have an elven rebel group behind us that can detect their airwaves—how long will that remain? They aren’t expecting an attack from us and are threatening a genocide of my race once they discover us.”
“We can work with a split,” Number 994 said quietly. “I had… I had been against it… But Ranvier’s right. We can’t wait. Assuming that Jaigran will be taking a smaller, faster ship to the island to get there first, there will only be him along with a couple of bodyguards. Too many of us might get in the way. And, other than Unyihi Garum, the main leaders of the elves will be gone. We must take this opportunity or reap the costs of the genocide.”
“Then I suppose we have no choice,” Reynyagn relented. “We will again split the Xavier Team in one last chance to stop the Emperor or die trying. We must move forward—and quickly.”
Date: Kapton 24th, 114 A.U.
“This is Tzjearjlan of the Sla’ad calling, over… Yes; we are doing well. Progress made? Over… Excellent. We are calling to report that we have finished assembling the plans of the Mothership. Over… Yes, we have compiled them on our computer system into one coherent model. We await instructions of how to relay it to you, over… Sending it to this alternate group, but what of the elves tracking our transmissions? Over… I see. Sounds like a plan. We will send it to them. Over…”
“The Sla’ad have finished compiling the plans of the Mothership,” Reynyagn said. “I’ve worked it out with them and they’ll be sending it to our rebel base. Since the rebel base is able to partially-track the Mothership’s signals, they should be able to receive the plans electronically without them being alerted.”
“Excellent,” Monty replied. “But…”
“But what?”
“What will that do for us?”
“I talked with Tzjearjlan further on this issue,” Reynyagn replied. “According to him, they’ve discovered the source and final engine of the entire Mothership. And apparently all that’s needed to disable the Mothership is to take down that central computer that they’ve found which controls the whole system.”
“I see…” Monty said, pursing his lips. “So…”
“The Mothership is on course toward the isle of the auggers,” Augger replied. “And while my ancestors haven’t dwelt there, after what Ranvier has said, we must try and stop the Mothership from desolating their land and destroying the remnant of my race. In addition to all this, we’ll have to take down the Mothership at some point. And what we can’t allow either is for us to arrive at the island only to be trapped there by the Mothership.”
“So what are you saying?” Monty asked.
“I’m saying that we ought to split our team in half,” Augger said simply. “Half of us will confront Jaigran and the other half will seek to sabotage the Mothership in a esponiage mission, assuming that it is possible for such a mission to destroy the central computer.”
A hush fell over the group before anyone spoke. “I will stay out of this internal discussion,” Ranvier said.
“It… It is possible, from what Tzjearjlan said, for a small esponiage group to take it down,” Reynyagn said slowly. “But… but to split the team over that? I believe that confronting Jaigran is more important.”
“We don’t need a whole team to confront Jaigran; do we?” Zarien asked. “I sincerely doubt that I with my injured leg will do much against him with four golden weapons at his hand. Beside, isn’t this the solution to last night’s discussion? He is expecting us to go after him. He will be completely unprepared for an attack on the Mothership at this time.”
“An unprepared Mothership is still dangerous,” Number 994 responded. “I was a part of it, Zarien. We were never “prepared” or ready for an attack. But we were still vigilant and training enough to disable any force that came against us. The Mothership is never unprepared.”
“But we have insider knowledge,” Zarien pointed out. “We have you, who not only know the system, but can manipulate it. I’ve been in the Mothership most of my life and know a good bit about how to sneak around it without anyone else knowing. And we have a professional spy here as well—doesn’t this sort of stuff appeal to you, Monty?”
“Well…” Monty said, trying to keep himself from smiling, “It… It does appeal to me, I must admit… We still don’t have enough information, though.”
“Right. We’ll need the plans first,” Zarien said.
“I don’t like the notion of you in the middle of the Mothership,” Astrid said quietly. “That Mothership has razed cities and destroyed air fleets! It has a system that routed out Zarien’s rebel group and made him to lose his leg! And you think that a small group of you can go against it?”
“It’s not about safety,” Monty said. “We’ve all thrown aside concerns for safety at the point, Astrid. It’s… It’s about doing what needs to be done. And honestly, I think Augger’s right. Yes, the Mothership may always be prepared. But they aren’t expecting any assault from us like they might be after this. And the fate of the race of the auggers is at stake.”
“We can’t go in without a plan…” Reynyagn murmured. “A bit more time to plan all of this out would do us well.”
“But we don’t have time,” Ranvier said. “I know I said I wouldn’t get involved in this discussion, but I need to say this. I don’t know what Jaigran and the Watcher have in mind, but I know this much. We don’t have much time and our opponent’s are enjoying a large advantage. We can push it back for a while, but when will we ever be ready? We currently have an elven rebel group behind us that can detect their airwaves—how long will that remain? They aren’t expecting an attack from us and are threatening a genocide of my race once they discover us.”
“We can work with a split,” Number 994 said quietly. “I had… I had been against it… But Ranvier’s right. We can’t wait. Assuming that Jaigran will be taking a smaller, faster ship to the island to get there first, there will only be him along with a couple of bodyguards. Too many of us might get in the way. And, other than Unyihi Garum, the main leaders of the elves will be gone. We must take this opportunity or reap the costs of the genocide.”
“Then I suppose we have no choice,” Reynyagn relented. “We will again split the Xavier Team in one last chance to stop the Emperor or die trying. We must move forward—and quickly.”
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