02-17-2013
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Tyber: I will see if I can get a re-direct back to the fleet.
Anaconda turned, and began to walk back to the cockpit. As he did, he uttered two words.
Anaconda: Not happening...
Tye looked at Anaconda.
Tyber: What do you mean not happening? This woman needs medical attention...
Anaconda kept walking. He opened the door to the cockpit, walked through, and slammed the door behind him.
Tyber: What the hell?
Cameron thought for a moment.
Cameron: I think, the Brute thinks, that we are trying to lure them to a location where they could be ambushed. I don't think they WANT to go to where a fleet of soldiers would be waiting for them, if they had the choice, that is.
Tyber: They think we would betray them...and attack them...after they saved our lives?
Cameron: I would assume...yes.
Tyber: What? That is...that actually makes a lot of sense, on second thought. I can see their point.
Tye sighed.
Tyber: We can ask for a drop-off, and try and link up with the UNSC...and then get the Lt. Commander back to her ship from there.
Cameron: First thing is first...we need to get off this Vulture. I am sure they will let us go...but where they let us going is the point of contention.
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