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A slow mental suicide, the way of the universe. Snake’s shot out to the kaper belt is put on hold. They chart a course to our favorite corporate space station, Barron station designated alpha omega. Rumors are that the emperor himself may be there currently. “They know we’re coming, I hope the beefed up security will not intimidate us, shields up!“ Mudd responds to Snake,”We don’t have shields.” “I know I just wanted to say that. I hope negotiations go well.”