TheLastBeacon Lights in the Infernus Mothership begin to rapidly flicker and glow bright white for a moment, before resuming back to normal. During the "whiteout", two men appear aboard. One is wearing full body armor and a conical hat from steel with Offworld Rugs of Honor worn on the hat like a veil. That man is wielding a short blank plastic stick with a hole in it, a hardlight PDA, apparently, and a custom Gauntalet - a martial arts weapon that is shaped like the letter T and worn flat side forwards, with dagger-like blades on the ends and a handsaw-like jagged front. The second man is wearing a sleek black suit that covers everything but the mouth and wields two steel knives, simple and elegant, as well as a wing-like harness with multiple thrusters. It is unclear if any of the two can actually see or not.
"General, we appear to be in the territory of a mighty alliance. How many times I have to tell you that you DO NOT BRING EXPERIMENTAL TRANSPORTATION on an important mission? First we visited the Scavangers, second we got thrown away in empty space only a few light years from our own home, and now, after, uhm, the whole weekend of travelling in nothing in particular we arrive here."
"Killstreak, please. Just as many times I have told you that it's better to be in the wrong place than dead."
"Shade, I am growing a third arm from my left armpit from all these magnetic travels."
"Anything can fix that. Amputation, Prolongation, genetic modification..."
"Yes, very well. Let's get out of here. Also, may I ask you again, how the hell does the magdrive work?"
A golden frying pan falls on the head of apparently Killstreak, the man in the suit. The fall was accompanied by the usual lightshow.
The man named Shade bursts in laughter, almost chopping off a light with his weapon.
"HiOfficer, seriously? D-, hah, do you really use a GOLDEN PAN?"
"General, I am spending my hard-earned money on equipment, not your opulent iron that rusts like rotting flesh."
"But, hah, this is, hehe, ah... whatever. Drive's up."
The men vanish in another whiteout. The golden pan remains, however, a good chunk of the wall is missing. The hole is reminiscent of concentric lines of magnetic fields.
