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"Well, just keep out of sight." Ayia pried open a door, peeking over to the other side. "We're in luck - this is an older model of ship. I think I know where we are. Vari, can you see if you can find any timepieces around here?"

“Presumably. I have a few ideas.” Ayia located the switch for the secondary airlock to close herself in - the artificial gravity took hold moments later. It was a bit heavier than it had been on Allera’s ship. “Vari, you can basically invisify yourself, right?” “I’ll think about it.”

Ayia sped over on her Line, capable of accelerating indefinitely from the lack of friction. It didn't take them long to reach the nearest Beorin cruiser. It was big. Damn big. Ayia would've compared it to a Star Destroyer, but she hadn't seen Star Wars in a long time. It took her a few minutes of gliding alongside it to find an arbitrary-looking access hatch, which she opened somewhat unceremoniously with a mixture of a laser cutter and a couple small explosives. It led into a garbage lock, though it looked quite empty for the time being. Must've been cleaned out recently. "We're in," she said.

"Oh yeah, that's fine."

"Great. I'll keep you posted."

ONLY TWO HOURS REMAIN FOR SIGNUPS GET YOUR HOUSES AND ALLIANCES DONE

"Vari, you are a treasure." Ayia saluted the others. She snapped open the airlock, drifting out into open space. Tapping the wristband a couple times, Ayia tried talking into it. Al, you getting this? @Szeth_Pancakes

"Probably."

"Great. I have about forty-five minutes left on this exposure suit, so..." Ayia stepped back into the airlock. "Let's skeddadle."

"And you don't freeze, boil, explode...?"

"And to clarify, you can breathe in space?"

"They update their uniforms, command structure, passcodes, and protocols about once a year. I have no idea what they look like right now or what they're talking about."

"We're going to be sneaking around in the guts for the most part. We'll figure out any disguises from once we get aboard."

"Al," Ayia tossed one of the communicators to Allera. "You keep an eye on the prisoner. Vari, you come with me."

"So you want to come with, then?"

"To my knowledge, Beorin doesn't usually access the signals that these use."

Ayia reached into her pocket dimension to bring out a pair of wristband communicators. "Enter a Username's very own semi-untraceable intercoms."

"I'd keep you updated."

"I can make my way around those ships. And considering how little time we might have, I think it's our best option."

...In the middle of the night? Paprika hit her wristbank, which was on the nightstand. "Hrng... Ghost?"

"...So how about," Ayia said, "the plan is I sneak in, I find a way to get you guys in, we grab a ship and zip on through the portal as fast as humanly possible."

Updated map and such:

...It has come to my attention that I accidentally made 15 Light-years the radius and not the diameter Do people want me to change that or am I off the hook?

It's a bit late now but... https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1axQ0UafjWFnuaKF2TMEuIMKMJwQqQE_jPLKGuke-jWQ/edit?usp=sharing If you don't have access: Nexus is 0, 0, 0