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"Oh yea... I just need to write a few million lines of code so that the new tech you just decided to slap onto my perfectly functional war machine works. Not to mention the new buttons I'm going to have to add to the already jam-packed control boards so that you can use the stuff while driving. I'll get right on that."
Edited by Zanon on 8/11/2012 4:45 PM PDT
I approach the Terran who had been wounded. "I must first see if I can find a way to power underneath. The creation of the Dragoon was lost to us with the fall of Aiur. For now, trust that our kaydarin crystal will be enough to sustain you." I motion to the Zealots. "5 of you come with me, the rest stay as well as you, my brothers and the Stalkers." They all nod and walk away, except the five Zealots and the Templar who would ensure the safe travel of the wounded Terran. "Do any Terran wish to accompany us?"
Discord had begun searching the facility's computer systems.
Only a few terabytes of data a second though... no use going through things too fast.
The seismology machines suddenly caught Discord's interest.
He began searching through data.
That first constant activity had likely been when mining (most likely by terrans) had occurred.
Odd. The readings suddenly got bigger. Almost like they had gone from mining blasts to military grade explosives. Rapidly... Perhaps a battle had been fought?
Yes. The readings had persisted for more than a day. And there were lulls. Like waiting for a next wave to come.
But Terrans did not attack in waves like that. But Zerg do.
Off the scale reading. To powerful to be a natural occurrence. Perhaps a meteor? No... It was a sustained reading, not a lone impact.
Perhaps it had been a Purification beam from orbit?
Again no... the planet would have torn itself apart, and no fluctuations with the gravitational readings were recorded.
This might keep him busy for a few hours.
The ones covered in the blacknliquid begin to attack the other roaches not covered in the liquid, spreading the liquid to the uninfected. They are also more aggressive.
The vault roach suddenly collapses as a black liquid streams out of its mouth.
Edited by smylez on 8/17/2012 4:23 PM PDT
"Then we leave now." I lead the group out the hatch we had come in, the remaining members of my force taking up positions to assist in protecting the dome. Leading the way, we head deep into the caves before coming to a set of stone doors. "This could be problatmatic. Do we have a way to open it?"
"Perhaps you are right, Terran." I rest my hand on the doors and flood them with energy. Almost immediately, they react and open. "By the gods..." Inside was precisely what I had hoped, a temple of Dragoon. "Quickly, my brothers, get the Terran inside. He needs what it can do for him." The Zealot rushes inside, followed by the High Templar, the only other Protoss here besides myself who knew how to activate it.
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