Pierwsze 200 wierszy.
Emma Greaves is an enemy of the state.
She was trying to kill me.
I know where she is. I left her near the ship.
Well then you need to go back and find her.
These are the terrorists responsible
for your father's death.
I'll do it. I'll apprehend her.
You torture, rape, enslave,
all under the guise of ecological salvation.
We are saving Mother Earth!
By destroying the universe!
I'll kill anyone who stands in the way of my escape.
You will not touch a hair on me,
'cause I am Dr. Emma Greaves,
founder member of the ARC and I know the way to Arcadia.
=The CollectorZ=
What do you know about Emma Greaves?
What crime was she convicted for?
I don't know.
I didn't even know that we had a Greaves on board.
Wasn't on the manifest.
So she's not even meant to be here?
All I know is she hasn't eaten,
drunk or said a word since we left Pau-Rosa.
She's just done, that.
Why you so interested in her anyway?
Are there any Common World trackers left on the ship?
No. Verona stripped all the PulseNav.
Why you asking?
Are you still trying to call home?
Why aren't you?
Instead of guarding me and working for criminals.
These people are enemies of the state.
Self proclaimed ARC terrorists,
her people killed my dad.
There's still no sign of the Hemlock sir,
but I've mobilised two more scout squads,
accelerated Search and Retrieve protocols.
And Wendell?
Three days, four interviews.
Not given anything up.
ARC's plan, associates.
Sir, are you okay?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
This is Arch-Marshall Harper.
All ports warning.
A breakout in Detention Centre C.
Prisoner Wendell has escaped.
What's up with that?
Up!
Need those coordinates, Witch!
I'm sick of waiting.
There's a problem with the ship's power supplies.
What?
Do you see that, ventilation's struggling.
Bullshit! I'm not falling for that.
It's not bullshit, it's basic power management.
First thing to go is always the heat exchangers, lighting-
There's nothing wrong with the Hemlock.
Alert. Power level warning. You were saying?
Verona- I'm gonna kill you!
I would seriously recommend you untie me now!
Verona! Look, switch it over!
Switch it over now! Put it on its.
I seriously recommend you untie me.
Argh! I'm gonna kill you!
The fuck is going on?
Mama, she's trying to stop the ship!
My ship! I give the orders!
What orders?
We're drifting, we've got no idea where we are going.
Surely Tula, even you and your tiny dinosaur brain
can understand this is not much of a plan,
not when we're running out of power.
How long we got?
If we switch to life support mode,
10 maybe 12 hours.
Yeah sorry 'bout that.
Burnt a shit tonne getting you lot off Pau-Rosa.
You still here?
Yeah, next time we land, you can sling your pirate's hook.
She's crazy.
What did you say?
Hey, woah, woah, hey!
Let's not be hasty, hey, hey?
Just think about it for a second.
Just, this witch bird.
If she really knows the way to Arcadia,
then this is the golden ticket.
You give me a ride, I can help you.
Relief pilot, fuel heist management, yeah?
Maps! Now.
Must be a depot or a storage facility for fuel rods.
There's nothing.
Pig! You must know.
Where do your fascist mates refuel up here?
I don't know. I don't remember.
Oh, maybe your impending death will sharpen your mind!
37, 59, 67, 101 IP.
All Commonworld refineries installations,
named after irregular primes.
NAR-59 is the only one within range but it'll be locked.
Only way in is by Jupiter Cruiser.
Well, I can take the Pod.
I'll be your back up.
This is my bag, mate.
I can hide us in the orbit,
under a bit a space junk and then dive in-
No, no, no he won't be able to do it.
Course I will!
No, these are Commonworld shields,
you'll get picked up, blown out the sky.
I know their defence systems, flight paths.
I can get you in.
No! No chance. You're the last person I need.
I'm the only person.
I think we should take Emma with us.
The Witch?
Why the hell do you wanna bring her for?
What's the deal with you two anyway?
What's your game?
Now, has everyone been for a wee?
Fascist in the front, Gobshite in the back,
I'll take the middle.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
No.
Not sorry.
Not good enough.
You know that Verona's a tricky bitch.
Mama.
You need to be on it,
miss nothing.
Mama!
Arcadia. I've worked out the coordinates.
Where is the rest?
You'll receive it in stages,
otherwise you've no reason not to kill Ash.
Where is she?
Where is Ash Harper?
They've just popped to NAR-59,
pick up a couple of fuel rods.
NAR-59?
You've sent her back to the Commonworld?
You trust her?
I warn you, if she doesn't come back.
Why do you care?
Just said yourself you don't trust her!
Sling the pig out.
She's coming with us to Arcadia.
All the way.
Mama, do you want me to kill her?
Believe me, if we didn't need the old witch.
Screw, you listening?
Go round this ship,
anything non-essential, shut it down.
I can't, I don't know.
And if he fucks up, kill him.
In any way that doesn't use up any power.
We're here.
Oi, nice one!
Seriously, I'd have probably rolled it earlier but still,
sick bit of flying that.
Cheers. Bit rough under that junk.
When you two have finished with the mutual masturbation,
let's go.
Touchy, your mate.
Not my mate.
Oh shit.
It's not getting deeper yet, you okay?
Yeah, of course I'm okay.
I'm serious, I've no clue how to.
How am I supposed to know how to turn off the lights?
Just do what most men do,
push the button and hope for the best.
Please, I'm not a techie,
I'm just a guard.
A guard who's gonna get his head shot off
if I'm not quick.
Sweets, you ickle-bit scared of Tula?
'Course I'm bloody scared!
The only thing that she ever says to me
is all the ways that she'd like to kill me!
Get on with it or I'll skin you alive!
Just open that,
turn off that system.
This one?
Yep. I think so.
Thanks.
Don't. Don't get out we need to keep cold.
Why?
Automated defence triggered by thermal signatures,
body heat, breath, shoots to kill.
Not me. I'm from Nantu.
So?
Lower body temperature, gives me more time.
Can leg it over there, start a fire, diversion.
It won't work!
Where the hell did that come from?
Perimeter scout.
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