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[hunt4commonwealth]

This is Dylan Hunt. My first officer, Gaheris Rhade, left to explore the Wasteland three days ago and I haven't had a communication from him since. I'm going after him. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated, from spare water cans to take with me to advice on your personal favorite desert survival techniques.

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[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

That's a worthy goal. I can't complain about that.

[Although he's a little disappointed at the idea of Gaheris leaving him to go off to some other timeline. It's selfish of him. That other timeline could use Gaheris. If he succeeds, billions of lives could be saved and that other Dylan wouldn't have to go through what he did. But he wishes he could take Gaheris with him instead. That other Dylan has friends aplenty, a fiancee, family, a home. Whereas he has so little. Just Andromeda and his tiny, often unreliable crew.]

I'll miss you when we leave here and go to our separate universes. [It'll be a lot like loosing Sara was, knowing that somewhere somewhen Gaheris is alive...but not for him.]

[Spam]

[truth_is_cold]

And if we're duplicates [he adds somewhat hesitantly], I'll make certain to drag you out in a timely fashion whenever you get shot again. [With that he pats Dylan and smirks at him again, as if he knows that he would.]

[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

[The sadness goes away for now.]

I don't doubt it. And I'll save your Nietzschean backside whenever you pick fights in bars.

[Spam]

[truth_is_cold]

I'll start picking more fights in bars so you'll feel useful.

[He might be joking. He might not be. Probably both.]

[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

Hey, I'm a captain, I always feel useful. [Less so without a ship, but that's just a technicality.]