>FINAL ACT INITIATED
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>LOCATION: TMS STATION IN ORBIT OF YTR

>TWELVE HOURS UNTIL TNMS1 [BOT] IS SENT TO THE SHY'RYX BASE OF OPERATIONS.
>PLANS FOR APPROACH ARE FINAL AND CANNOT BE CHANGED:
>ALL PLAN ASPECTS ARE PREPARED
>ALL STANDBY TEAMS, FIGHTER PILOTS, AND SDC'S ARE PREPARED
>
>END
You stand in the main observation room, watching the planet below as you think of all that's about to happen. Sending Bot out on his own... and actually, you're a bit worried about him.
At first you had been rather surprised to see him how he used to be, it wasn't quite what you were expecting. But the happiness shown in his single eye was enough to get you over your shock. He seemed truly happy to be back in his own body, even if it had to be modified for the mission ahead. You told him you'd let him keep the body if he managed to come back alive. You're sure that if he had a mouth, he would have grinned at the small joke.
Bot's standing next to you now, leaning on the railing. You wonder what he's thinking about: could it be the responsibility that has been placed on his silvery-blue shoulders, or is he lost in some whimsical world of his imagination? You're not even sure if he's looking forward to what he has to do.
Then there's Stojanow. He seemed amused at Bot's cheerfulness over in the military wing. You wonder what he thinks about being on the backup squad in case anything goes wrong with Bot's mission.
You sort of feel bad about not being able to be on a team with Stojanow, but you're sure he'll be just fine on his own. You think about the first time you met him, back in the Shy'ryx complex. The two of you were fighting for a simple cause: to find the other TAMS and get away from Deceb.
And then you ran into Markus Navaro in that graveyard. After you fought alongside him for the first time, you had admired how skilled he was with his katanas; always wondered what language he was muttering to himself in. You smile as you remember how annoyed he'd become if you asked what he was saying.
Now he's going with Stojanow and Lia to the Shy'ryx base of operations to assist Bot in a mission that's sure to remembered for decades to come.
You don't hear Navaro coming up behind you, and you almost jump as you spot a sky-blue form out of the corner of your eye.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks quietly, leaning on the rail next to you.
"Nothing, really. Just thinking about how far we've all come." You glance over at him. "You look worried."
Navaro shakes his head slightly. "No, just nervous."
"I don't blame you," you say, sighing. "How long do you think they'll remember this?"
He looks over at you. "What do you mean?"
You shrug. "This is an incredibly important matter. I'm just thinking about how the others will react to all of it. Do they even know what's going to happen in these coming hours?"
"Oh, you mean all the citizens." He looks back at the observation window. "I don't know, and I doubt they even know what's going to happen. But I'm sure they'll remember it for a while."
You smile a bit. "I think so, too."
Navaro straightens up a bit. "Come on, you're wanted in Head Command."
"Alright," you say as you follow him out.
You arrive in Head Command with Navaro. Stojanow, Lia, Xeron, and Themeron are waiting for you. After a few moments, Bot comes bounding in behind you.
"I'm assuming all of you make up the standby party?" you ask.
Xeron nods, smiling a bit. "We had been wondering if you wanted to join the standby club," he proposes, grinning.
Well?