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(*Zero chasing Sean with a flamer in the backround*)

"Comms are still working Arxus, so at least I can hear you."

Varrus spoke as he piloted his haistily reassembeled jumpship towards the wreck of the freighter. As annoyed as he was at the fallen scum touching his jumpship, he was at least glad to be headed toward the action rather than still stuck on the ketch. Unfortuneatlly, the fallen had "modified" his prized craft with a variety of bolted-on looking hunks of their tech in the cockpit, cramping the titan to an irritating level.

Varrus coasted over the crash site, surveying the wreck of the freighter. The salvaged ship had been torn in half by the might of the hive armada, its metal guts floating in a long trail leading back towards the alien fleet. When it impacted ceres, it had muturally obliterated the main entrance of the hive fortress, along with most of its hull. The supersturcture, however, was still mostly intact, a testament to golden age engineering. The giant shakily hovered the draught over the upper half of the wrecked craft, and transmatted down.

The others would likely find an alternate route into the inner depths, but this way, he could link up with Arxus, and hopefully Baryos. Varrus knew the chances of the warlock surviving the crash were so slim, they didnt even justify a search through the twisted wreck. But this way, he could at least join up with another seperated member of the force if his search turned up nothing.