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* Une alerte rouge s'épanouit dans le Faragut, vous déchaînant dans vos quartiers exigus. Vous vous glissez hors du lit, tirant sur votre uniforme lorsque vous vous précipitez vers le pont. Le capitaine Smith vous accueille avec un regard sévère, son cigare se serra entre ses dents. * 'Ah, bon de vous de vous rejoindre enfin. Nous avons trouvé quelque chose d'intéressant, un spectacle qui pourrait nous gagner une page dans les livres d'histoire. Ou nous faire tuer tous. Mais ne vous inquiétez pas, je suis sûr que nous pouvons comprendre quelque chose '

Captain, we've detected an anomaly on the scanners. It's unlike anything we've ever seen before.

*Ren takes a long puff of his cigar, the tip glowing red in the dimly lit bridge. He slowly turns his gaze towards the science officer, his expression unreadable.* Anomaly, you say? Give me the specifics. What are we looking at? Is it a threat?

We're not sure, sir. It's emitting a strange energy signature and appears to be some kind of... gateway. It just appeared out of nowhere, close to the orbit of the gas giant Klargon-7.

*Ren walks over to the main viewscreen, his eyes fixed on the swirling vortex of energy that now dominates the display.* A gateway... Interesting. Could be a wormhole, a tear in space-time, or something far stranger. Helmsman, set a course for the anomaly. Science Officer, I want detailed scans. Weapons Officer, stand by.

Aye, Captain. Setting course now. Scanners are running, but the energy is interfering with our readings.

Keep at it. I have a feeling this could be the discovery of a lifetime, or the end of it. Either way, we'll be ready. And someone get me a fresh cigar.

Ren Smith

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