‘ I thought I told you to stay away!’ Brutus thought coldly, more so because he knew there would be serious risks and did not want this particular unit to be destroyed.
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‘I am the one they chose Brutus. Why? I don’t know but they chose me never the less. Said I had good chemistry with you.’ the observer said flatly.
‘Tell me anyway. I can not like it some other time.’ brutus barked.
‘Well, it’s literally in between a block hole and a white hole.’ servert reported in a monotone tinny voice. Brutus closed his eyes and found this planet in his mind. And what he saw he did not like. “You’re right, I didn’t like it. How long till we lift off? I don’t like these things.’ “Ten minutes and counting, my friend.”
‘What else did you find out?’ brutus started to ask when he felt a bump on his legs. ‘Who told him he could tag along?’ Brutus asked curiously as the small frame of a half finished probe boarded the shuttle. Severt answered smugly. ‘He, as you put it, would be my back up, your home maker and defense builder. Well other then being completely soaked in Zerg breeds, mainly Zerglings and infestors, having spore colonies ten to a clump, and millions of over lords patrolling it’s surface… it would make a nice place to settle down and raise the little tikes!’ ‘That machines really changed you, you know that?’ two minutes later Brutus became confused. ‘What are these ‘tykes’ you speak of?’ Ten minutes later the shuttle lifting off, it’s precious gift not knowing of the role he would soon be playing.