[That the Nemesis was still parked in orbit around this dirty little solar system Blackout knew unquestionably--the ship had responded to the querying ping he'd sent it, so at the very least it was intact and functioning enough to be that responsive
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Suicide Girl skidded to a stop inside the bay. The Master paged Blackout's comm system.]
You've got quite the toolkit here. Is the ship functional enough to provide airlock? I won't get much repair done with no oxygen...
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Only now did he page him back.] Functional. You can emerge comfortably.
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[After a moment, the armored hatch slid open, and the Master stepped out with a toolbox and a slender gold-and-silver device. He sniffed the air a bit disdainfully and twiddled his screwdriver between his fingers.]
Hnn. All right then, this floating tank's three miles long and seeing as I'm not made of metal, I may have trouble traversing it with you. I assume you have transport.
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It took a moment for it to arrive, a chime sounding softly. The door cycled open and the transport slid through, coming to a stop at Blackout's ankles. He nudged it in the Master's direction.] There.
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