no light in the distance

[thespaceopera]

[ A notification goes out over the private network - the one that's sealed away from Atroma's prying eyes. One (1) unread text message, from a familiar frequency - the Interceptor Fleet. ]

Drift Fleet -

We have a plan. Thanks to our wonderful little vacation on the Marsiva and the resulting afterparty, we've got a solid foundation to work with.

The Marsiva is still hurting. We can take advantage of that. Whether you all want revenge, answers, or both, we can get them. Together. Hell, even if you just want to go home - I'm pretty sure we can make it happen if this works.

Rendezvous in the next system for details. No more secrets between us. We'll find a location when we arrive and send coordinates.

Let's give this ridiculous reality show a reunion tour finale and then be DONE with it.

- }|{

[ Looks like they most likely won't be responding to anything directly - but hey, feel free to discuss amongst yourselves~ ]