you awoke after a rather short slumber. Brandon would speak. “Aye! We’re aboutta land, so get your grimy little hands on that rifle of yours. Seems a bit like a forest world.” you would grab your Gauss rifle, as the hot glow of entering the new planet’s atmosphere would light up the ship. “So, good sleep, huh? There’s a lot of gold ‘ere, I bet. So get your pan, too.”
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