[Naked Crook]

Admiral Burke had walked back onto the bridge of The Dreadhawk, which was currently under heavy repair. One of the officers approached The Admiral, and saluted. ONI Officer: Admiral, sir, we have an incoming transmission from Captain Cochraine. She wishes to speak with you. I am unsure what she wishes to speak to you about. However, he transmission is on a secured line. I have taken the liberty of routing the message to your office to await an answer from you. Burke: Thank you Crewman. As you were. Burke walked past6 the crewman, and proceeded to step off the bridge, and into his office. Burke took a seat at his desk, and accessed his terminal. Burke: Access secured line...authorization Burke-tango-tango-4-7-1. Recognize voice pattern and security code, and authorize. The secure lined opene, and Burke responded to Captain cochraine. Burke: Captain...this is Admiral Burke. Is there something I can do for you. Meanwhile: Barrabus nodded at Dangerus. He then looked back at his Honor Guards and grunted at them, instructing them to follow behind him. Barrabus then moved forward, heading for the western part of the facility. Barrabus moved silently, as silently as someone of his massive size and stature could move. He began to move down the rocky ledge, sliding down, descending downwards to access the facility which was placed right at the bottom of the steep, rocky valley. Tyber: Hey...you might want to watch out for those Clones my Brother spoke about. I have been doing some speculative anaylsis, and that could be one of the major reasons as to why The Trust is on your world. They may be trying to collect genetic information. It occurs to me that The Trust may have to refresh their batch of DNA simply due to the fact that they are either running out of, or low on, their base samples from which they are creating the clones. It stand to reason that The Trust may want to avoid cloning clones, as this has proven to have a very detrimental effect on the...product...if I can use such a word without pissing you off. Tyber paused. Tyber: Think of it like inbreeding. Barrabus grunted in disgust. Tyber: Yeah...you get the point. The more they "inbreed" their clones, the less reliable they are. Tyber paused. Barrabus, on the the hand, kept on the move, moving downwards towards the facility, with his Honor Guards in tow. Tyber: There is another posibility. They may be trying to find larger, and stronger Brutes...sort of like...selective breeding. I could take it a step forward, and suggest that they are trying to create a genetically perfect Brute to use as a base model for their clones. Sort of like...genetic engineering meets mass production meets natural selection. Barrabus grunted. However, he did not stop, but rather, kept on moving. As of yet, he went totally undetected. Tyber: They may have labs in this facility. We may get to see exactly what they are doing...and most importantly...we may get to actually collect data on exactly how they are creating these clones. This could go a very long way in helping ONI...you know...the guys who are your allies...the guys led by THE GUY who is like family to you. Just pointing this out...so we all remember what the score is... Barrabus had reached the bottom of the steep valley, his feet hitting the ground as he made one final jump down. The four Honor Guard behind Barrabus did the same. All five Brutes then advanced forward, towards the west entrance of the facility. Barrabus had hoped that Dangerus and his team were making good time.