As Y'Tar's ship continues on towards the Hunters' headquarters, two ships flank his from either side. He recognizes them as fellow TS1 members.
The ships hail his, and his sisters open communication channels.
"Greetings, Transgression, sir," says a burly male, his big forehead getting much of Ruby's attention, as well as the Gergerglock girls'.
"Axerod," Y'Tar/Transgression greets back, nodding. "As well as Wa."
At the mention of her name, an upbeat, pink-haired, pig-tailed female squeals with glee, kicking her feet as she sits on her chair. A male who is wearing a rag over his mouth puts his hand on her shoulder to calm her.
"Lord Transgression," Wa squeals again, "it'll be so WONDERFUL to fight along side you~~~!"
"Good to hear it," Y'Tar answers. "Are your teams prepared?"
Burly Axerod and hyperactive Wa answer, "Affirmative," though Wa's is squealier.
"How did she ever become a captain in TS1," V'Bar mutters to herself.
Y'Tar ignores his sister's comment, and nods to the two captains.
"Then onward to the Hunters."
In a tri-formation, the three Sinful One ships rocket ahead at full speed.
---
Clamhawk reclines back, pondering what kind of place Ruby was getting maintenance at that would be so dark.
"Clamhawk, sir?" Triclops asks in his naturally sluggish way.
"What?" he asks back.
"The satelites show that a small group of ships is headed right for our planet."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Have Riptide prepare the men," Clamhawk orders, getting up. "No ships or trucks, just rifles and pistols. We'll wait to see who they are before actually attacking."
At this order, Triclops heads back outside, leaving Clamhawk to prepare himself in private.
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