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Say hello to our little friend.
Winnibot, meet Elida and Isaac.
I'm calling her Winnibot.
That is a great name.
Lovely to meet you both.
If the pleasantries are over, it would be wise for me
to list off technical faults in my system.
Sounds productive. Great idea.
Hydro-locked cylinders,
mass air flow sensors at 10% capacity,
damaged alternator, cracked camshaft,
loose combustion chamber, missing piston...
- Okay, turn it off. - We get it, man.
Honest, direct. I love her!
If you prefer,
I can start smaller.
Urgent refueling is required.
Yeah, okay. Let's get gas.
The refueling station on Planet Qualla
has excellent ratings.
Good job, Winni.
_
Fill her up? Thanks.
I know what you're thinking.
Why was I running her so long on empty?
Destroying the pistons like that?
Yeesh.
We had a bit of a situation to get away from, okay?
You're judging me, aren't you?
It's okay, I judge me.
This looks like beef jerky.
Last time you said that you were on the toilet for a week.
Okay, Operation Rescue Mom.
This fuel will give us another hop,
but we'll need to stop off again before Planet Wix.
Ooh, Froguu!
- For the trip. - Stock up.
Still gotta figure out how we're gonna get into Republic Space.
I told you. Blast a hole in the force field surrounding it.
Putting an impenetrable force field around an area of space
is the most despicable waste of resources ever.
The Republic's more paranoid than the monarchy ever was.
And that's saying something.
And the idea is to go in stealth.
Explosions, not so stealthy.
No, but effective.
Ooh!
Aww. Why?
Right, well, if we're not gonna blast our way
into Republic Space, how else are we gonna
- get to Planet Wix? - I'm working on it.
This doesn't seem like a bad place to hang for a bit,
make a plan...
Well, not right here.
Way over there somewhere.
Oops!
- What is that? - Froguu!
You've never had one of these?
- What's the alcohol content? - None! It's pure sugar.
Chaz and I grew up on this stuff.
- Right? - I never had anything
- like this as a kid. - Really?
Didn't you kind of get anything you wanted as queen?
No. My food was hand-prepared
and then eaten by four royal tasters before it got to me...
Cold. Hmm.
World's tiniest violin?
You have to make sure you get the perfect flavor ratio.
- Are you kidding me? - Your Majesty.
Will you come with us willingly?
I take that as a no?
Whoa, whoa! These are just stun guns!
- No one needs to get hurt. - Well, these are kill guns!
So leave!
Will getting shot at be a regular occurrence with you two?
I mean, you get used to it.
Putting my gun down.
Let's just talk.
I think we got off on the wrong foot, Your Majesty.
So sorry, Your Majesty.
And sorry about the mess.
I'll take this.
And these.
Get something for me too.
? Hey ?
_
You're doing great.
You are crowned Queen Eldaya XXIII,
Guardian of the House of Bel-Ior,
Empress of Arriopa and all her planets,
and Queen of Eternity.
Holy Queen, my people send me to you seeking justice.
The Governor of Pallas thinks she deserves special attention.
Your Majesty, Pallas is a mining colony
that depends on food shipments to survive,
but transports aren't meeting our needs.
I'm not even asking for more food.
But please allow us to direct
some more of our industrial workforce to agriculture.
That doesn't sound like too much?
- It is. - Governor,
this is not the time for a petition.
But please, send your people the queen's blessing.
This dress is trying to kill me.
By royal decree, the queen can wear pants.
Thanks.
Why can't we help that woman who asked for help for Pallas?
Pallas is our largest neutral metals producer.
Any decline in production could cause critical shortages.
We need them as they are.
I thought the Queen was supposed to help people.
You are. But the kingdom is far more important
than any single part of it.
Every change has consequences.
Let Pallas lower their metal production
and the economy of Vorr collapses.
Redirect food transports, and Sestus starves.
But Pallas is already starving.
It's a complicated web you'll learn to weave.
Where are your shoes?
I don't like to wear anything I can't run in.
She's got a point.
What will I do with you two?
Why hasn't she woken up yet?
I'm not sure, it should have worn off by now.
Yeah?
Well, why don't we ask your buddy what the deal is?
_
Asshole. Why is she still out?
Ah, yes.
Well, the last time we knocked her out,
she woke up a lot sooner than we expected,
so we used a slightly higher intensity jolt.
It shouldn't cause any...
I mean, somebody had to punch that guy in the face.
That face was begging to be punched, right?
Ugh! I deserve it.
Yes, he did.
His orders were to bring Queen Eldaya...
Elida.
- Elida here, safely. - And not shoot her
with a blast of electricity, you fool.
She's not exactly easy to talk to.
We thought if we just get her back here, you could take over.
So, what?
You guys have just been following me since Varook?
Why didn't you just tell me your damn plan?
Coulda got her here a lot safer than these two lamebrains.
You were nothing more than a scavenger
with a loud mouth, selling information
on our queen to the highest bidder.
We weren't about to disclose
where our Loyalist base camp was.
Judgey much? I didn't sell her out, okay?
Not totally.
I took the brooch to her, didn't I?
Told her about her mother.
So maybe instead of berating me,
you should take a look at yourselves.
He's right.
You handled this in a really bad way.
I know. But she's here now,
with her people, and she'll be okay.
When she wakes, we'll explain everything.
In the meantime, make yourselves at home.
Damn right I will.
Where's the whiskey?!
Ow. Oh.
Creep.
You're her best friend?
Yeah.
She needs me, you know?
Taught her most of her moves.
Wow! So cool!
What?
I see that you are enjoying all that this camp has to offer.
Who doesn't love a uniform?
Can I get you anything else, Mr. Stelling, Miss Rali?
Just Amae. I'm good.
Running low.
Ihred! Did you know Isaac taught Elida
everything she knows about fighting?
Well, not everything. Some stuff.
Please, Mr. Stelling, show me.
He really is magnificent.
Please show us, Isaac.
Yeah. Cool.
Can do.
Waa... wazaa... Ah!
- Oh, ah! - Hey!
Ow. Release him.
Oh. My Queen, I'm so happy to see you awake.
- Could I offer you... - Back up, creep.
It's not what it looks like.
- Yup! - She interrupted me
before I got to show you the real moves.
Mr. Stelling was just teaching me some of his karate moves.
How you feeling, buddy?
Does... does somebody wanna explain to me what
the hell is going on here?
I can help with that.
Hath?
I have missed you, Your Majesty.
You look good, old man.
Your friends tell me you go by Elida now.
Yeah, I do.
- Let me explain why you're here. - We'll give you both some time.
I'll be working on the Winni.
Our pistons could use really use some love.
There's an empty mining town walking distance from here,
you might find some old parts there.
Ooh, treasure hunt!
- Okay, let's get what we need. - Uh, Elida.
Our council would really appreciate a moment to talk.
I'm not going to let her just go on her own. She...
I think she can handle herself.
Oh, no. Of course, I... I was...
It's okay. We'll be back soon.
You'll be okay?
You must be starving.
Think you can bribe me with food?
Okay, let's go.
- Heading out, Mr. Stelling? - None of your business.
Of course.
But, you'll need this for the rodents.
Ugh! Oh, God.
Ah!
No thank you, jerk!
Tracking chip?
Coulda used some help with some cannibalistic
karaoke freaks recently.
There was a... slight delay.
So why haven't you rescued my mom yet, Hath?
Breaking into Republic Space isn't so simple, Elida.
It's taken years to build this army, but soon...
we'll be ready to take on the Admiralty.
I don't care what you have planned after we get my mom,
Hath, I'm not going back to Arriopa.
After Wix, we're getting as far away as possible.
I imagine you'll disappear well.
You're a hard person to find.
That was the intention, you know.
- Stay under the radar. - Seems you were doing a good job
until your friend made quite the ruckus.
It's the only reason we found you.
Yeah, it's a...
it's a long story with Isaac.
- And Amae? - She's...
our mechanic.
Do you think I offended her earlier?
You know, with the whole can't let her go on her own thing?
It doesn't matter.
So...
how you plan on getting into Republic Space, old man?
General Dessai would like to talk to you about that.
Elida...
You know your mother would
want you to take the throne again.
To fight for Arriopa.
Yeah.
We'll just see what she wants once we rescue her.
I am loving this apocalyptic-themed
treasure hunt.
Yeah, this, uh, isn't as fun as I thought it would be.
- Let's be quick. - What is wrong?
You're being more intense than Elida right now.
The last days on my planet looked a lot like this.
Except with a lot of dead bodies.
Oh. Sorry.
Was it the Admiralty?
No, we were way out of Republic territory.
Our planet was one of the many casualties of the Narrows War.
Chaz and I were amongst the few who made it out.
My family... but hey, I was one of the lucky ones.
How old were you?
Uh, about five.
- Everything okay? - Yeah. Uh...
I just realized that my kid back home
would be about five years old right now.
You know, I often wonder what he or she would look like.
I hope that they got Hannah's smile.
And her looks.
Definitely her brains.
That's probably a holy terror for my wife,
that kid with any part like me.
No doubt.
But hopefully your sense of humor.
Oh.
Ah, sweet crackers!
_
Bingo!
Oh, yeah? Beengo!
Eh, close enough.
Yeesh, that is ugly.
Uh... yeah, just a heads up.
Uh, that hut right there, three, two, run!
That is the worst sound ever!
- That is so unnecessary! - Uh...
We're not gonna last in here.
Elida, you remember Countess Dessai?
Now our general.
And this is Captain Volun.
We are pleased to see you alive.
Wasn't so hard to stay alive on my own.
Got a lot harder once your little goons
started coming around.
The important thing is that you're here now.
That's quite the army you've built, huh?
It is.
Look, I told your guys, and I'll tell you,
I'm not going back to Arriopa.
What is it you want?
I want to get my mom.
News of her imprisonment is quite recent.
What were your goals before that?
Surely you weren't planning on living out
the rest of your days as a scavenger?
I do what I need to to survive.
A queen is responsible for more than herself.
I'm not your queen.
I'm responsible for myself... and that's it.
I was ten.
I was ten years old when the Republic attacked.
Is it my fault? Am I responsible for the revolt?
No one thinks that.
The Republic army are the only ones responsible.
We couldn't fight them then, but we can fight them now.
You were only a child.
You deserve a real chance on the throne.
And as far as I'm concerned,
the Republic can have the throne.
I'm sorry you see things that way.
We, however, will never stop fighting
to reclaim our homeland.
Your mother would be disappointed.
Come.
We'll discuss breaking through the Republic force field.
Forgive her bluntness.
She spent years planning, rebuilding...
dreaming of taking Arriopa back.
Yeah, and I spent years trying to forget it.
She's right, though.
My mother will want me to take it back.
But I can't, Hath.
_
Why am I queen?
Why not you? Or Hath, or Miss Beukes?
- Who? - Miss Beukes, our chef.
She makes really great muffins.
She could be queen and feed everyone.
It's time you knew just how special you are.
Why only your bloodline can rule.
Cool!
Millennia ago, a warrior came into possession
of an incredible energy source known as the Sterzaad.
Forged from the heart of a dying star,
its power was endless.
But perhaps its most perilous influence,
it gave its owner the ability to control minds.
The warrior brought it back to Arriopa and ended all war.
He connected neighboring planets and formed a kingdom.
Your kingdom.
But as the Sterzaad's power grew,
those who used it became corrupt.
For centuries, Kings and Queens took advantage of their people.
Finally, it was hidden away and protected.
And your ancestors promised to rule not as gods,
but as just leaders.
Would be a lot easier to rule as gods, though.
What's easy isn't always what's right, my love.
If I may have your attention?
The target is the ancient monarchy tomb on Wix,
a desert planet in our former territory.
Now known as Republic Space.
For years it has been surrounded by an impenetrable force field.
The only way through are border ports,
one of which we'd have to destroy.
Whoa, whoa, wait, what? You can't just...
Simply put, we'd have to take out
- the station to get through. - Alternatively,
we could smuggle ourselves through as corpses
onboard a coroner freighter.
Brilliant idea, Dengar.
Uh... just spit-balling here.
Your plan's much better.
You wanna destroy a port?
A heavily guarded, heavily armed Republic port?
We have grown an incredibly strong army.
Our battalion could handle it.
And you'll alert the Republic straight away.
If all of you go in there, they'll know exactly where
we're going, and maybe kill my mother
- before we even get to her. - That's a very good point, too.
I know you want war.
But not when my mother's life is on the line.
How do you suggest we break through the field?
They're not what I'd call rodents.
Thanks for the heads up, Loyalists!
I should probably mention that creepy Dengar,
he did give me something to repel them.
Some sort of whistle that made a really awful sound.
Where is it?
I left it back at camp. I have highly sensitive hearing.
I thought he was just being the usual asshole that he is.
Whoa, whoa, shit! I'm sorry, I messed up!
Oh.
Thanks.
Ew...
We have to get out.
Uh...
Surely they can't climb, right?
No rodents enjoying the rooftop patio.
That's a win.
Running low on battery again?
I swear I charged it this time.
Call Elida.
Consider Dessai's plan, Elida.
We're ready for this battle.
I just... it doesn't feel right, Hath.
Perhaps this is less about about Dessai's plan and...
more about the pressure of taking up the throne again?
It's not just a rescue.
It's the start of our war.
We should be sneaking in.
You are the most wanted person in the galaxy.
All eyes will be on you.
I... I'm not sure how you think we could
- sneak into the Republic... - No. No, no, no, no.
Camouflage.
Let's go, old man.
And that is why the Blue Bombers
will always be better than the Rough Riders.
Wait, how did we get on this again?
Oh, I asked how you met your wife.
Ah, right. It was the best game I ever seen in my life.
I didn't look at the field once.
It was all about her.
So, you left Earth five years ago and have stayed faithful?
- Wow. - I mean...
don't get me wrong, I mean, it hasn't been easy, but...
yeah.
I'm guessing you're not the long-term type?
What can I say, I love people.
What?
Well, just I've been spending a lot of time with someone
- that hates people. - Not all of them.
She chose us.
Yeah, Elida would have us out of this predicament in a second.
I wish I had a remote control for Peggy,
I could just fly her here. Yeah.
Isaac, that's brilliant!
Thank you? But do go on.
Winni, you there?
That depends on what you mean by "there".
In a metaphysical sense, I am everywhere, but...
Winni-Bee, love your thoroughness,
but this is an emergency.
- Are you anywhere near the camp? - No. I am amongst
other ships of the Loyalist party.
Unnecessarily far from camp, in my opinion.
Winni-Bee! Can you to fly the ship and come and get us?
That is within my capabilities...
- Great! - If you had installed
the firmware updates as prompted last night.
See? This is what happens when you procrastinate.
Uh, can you just do it yourself?
I'm afraid I cannot.
You need to manually enter permissions.
I have excellent safety protocols.
So, um, can you just leave the ship and come to us?
Absolutely. Tracking you now.
Ahhh! Winni, fast as you can.
Have no fear.
Of all the SA2K models, I am the fastest one.
It's only one stop away, old man.
We'll be back by tonight.
And you won't tell me why we're going to Wreckoor?
Nope, you'd try to stop me.
Yeah, that doesn't make me feel better.
You're just gonna have to trust me.
Hey, where's Winnibot?
Probably with Amae.
I offended her earlier, didn't I?
Forget it.
Okay, making the hop... now.
A little help?
Hey, you are a real MacGyver, you know that?
Thank you, I think?
Is that another one of your mow-vie references?
My life's gonna make the most amazing movie.
When I get back to Earth, producers are gonna be fighting
to death for the rights.
So, uh... how would this particular reenactment go?
Well... I mean, when I retell this...
I didn't throw the rodent repellent whistle away.
Ah, yeah.
Come on! You got this!
Yeah. Let's go.
Uh...
You got this.
You can do it! Come on, Isaac!
Ah!
Isaac!
Isaac, hang on!
Just...
- Come on, Isaac. - I can't do it.
Yes, you can! Let's go! Come on!
Get up!
You got it, Ma-gay-bar!
Close enough.
- Ready for round two? - What?
It's okay.
Winni-Bee will be here any moment now.
Being a scavenger for the better part of a decade,
- you meet some interesting folk. - _
I feel the word interesting is
being used in place of dangerous?
- Mm. - This man, he's your friend?
Oi!
You slimy intruders.
This is the private property of Ferryman Ventures.
Put your hands in the air.
Friend might be a stretch.
- Let's go. - Hey. What's up?
Did he just call us slimy?
Elida, we really should've told Dessai
and the others about this.
- If something happens... - Nothing will happen.
Trust me.
- Oh, my goodness. - Clive, buddy!
Elida!
You brought me supper?
Oh, this one?
Nah, not this time.
Friend, not food, sorry.
Ah.
New hires.
They're a little jumpy.
- It's been a while. - It has.
So, Clive... I'm here to call in my favor.
I swear I've seen her face somewhere.
That's not creepy at all.
Wow!
A fusion cylinder! What a beauty.
We don't even need one of these, but we should take it.
- Uh, Amae! - Right.
Oh, yes!
A Thunderstrike Z500 regulator.
Distributes the same amount of power from the diffusors
- as Winni, we just need a... - Excellent, a little help here?
Right.
Oh, oh, let's go.
Oh, Winni-Bee's here!
Ah! Oh.
How do... how do we get to her?
Diversion is my middle name.
It's not.
Let's make you a pilot, Winni-Bee!
What?
Winnipeg out of range?
Oh no...
They can't just disappear. This is unlike Hath.
The human. Where is he?
I don't trust him. Perhaps...
General, you have a call.
What's going on, Hath?
I think Elida should take this one.
Hey.
I took a quick trip to Wreckoor.
This my buddy Clive. Clive...
These are the people I mentioned.
Ah, see what you mean.
Very creepy.
Why are you on Wreckoor?
- Worst sound I ever heard. - One second,
Clive makes a trip into Republic Space every week,
trading small freighter ships.
He also happens to be a top-flight smuggler, this guy.
- Aw. - He'll be sneaking us
through the border. No explosions needed.
- Your Majesty, I don't think... - She's my mother.
And I'm going to rescue her my way.
And I believe this is the best option.
Good one.
We'll be back soon, General.
You're not staying for supper?
I've got some tasty Kaglan blood muffins.
Next time, Clive.
Where is she?!
My internal navigation system
- points to Planet Wreckoor. - What, why?
Yeah! No!
No, no, no, no, no!
Ahh!
No. Ahh!
Oh, sweet baby crackers.
You should have mentioned
they were Zeblobian rodents.
A simple high-pitched frequency deters them.
Wait, can you make that frequency?
I can.
But I'll have to transmit it at 140 decibels.
- Very unpleasant for humans. - Understood.
Go for it, Winni-Bee.
Oh.
Had you told me it was Zeblobian rodents
you were dealing with,
I could have broadcast that sound over the intercom.
Live and learn.
We're alive. Up top, partner.
Oh, yeah, it took Elida a while, too.
But why?
It's what we do back on Earth to celebrate.
Oh! Oh!
Yes! That is what I'm talking about!
Hey. You, uh... found the part all right?
Hey, you're back. Yeah, we did.
A minor rodent issue, but Winni-Bee helped us out.
Sounds like you had quite the adventures today yourself.
Mm. Not the most fun I've ever had.
But...
we have a way into Republic Space.
Great.
Just hooked up a Thunderstrike Z500 regulator.
She'll get to Wix just fine.
She's a great ship.
You're a great pilot.
Must be strange being here,
surrounded by so much of your past
but in a totally unfamiliar place.
Yeah. This queen they all see,
feels like someone else.
And that kid?
It's just...
there's so many things I wish
I could go back and tell her, you know?
I used to obsess about that,
what I could change if I had another chance.
Took me a while to accept that I couldn't change the past.
Only what was right in front of me, here and now.
Well, I think I'm off to bed then.
Have a good one.
Hee hee!
It's ridiculous, Hath.
She's not thinking about our war.
She's thinking about her mother.
This? This was your plan.
And now we have no choice but to follow along with hers.
- It's a solid plan, Dessai. - Ugh.
It'll get us through the force field.
- We have to go with you. - Elida won't allow it.
I can take a small team. It's all we need to retrieve it.
I'll send word from Wix once we have the Sterzaad.
The Sterzaad is everything.
We cannot fail her again.
We won't fail Xevelyn again.
Meh...
_
We cannot win this battle today, Hath.
Prepare the transports.
- We must leave now. - Yes, Your Eminence.
Let me talk to them!
I'm their queen, they'll listen to me.
Those people don't see you as their queen.
Just an incompetent child
who they blame for all their problems.
And they will kill you if they can.
I'm sorry, my love. There is nothing you can do.
They're inside, we must get to the launch pad.
1,000 years of murder and starvation
ends here tonight! Find the queen.
No longer will an incompetent child rule!
- Sir. - Hmm?
Vessel approaching. Occupant claims
to have information on the queen.
Hello? Hello?
Wow!
Is this thing on?
Do you want what I'm selling or not?
Why don't you invite our guest in, Lieutenant?
Yes, sir.
We're nearing the coordinates that your friend gave us.
So honored to be here with you guys.
Can't believe I'm part of the team
that's going to be rescuing the Queen Mother.
Can't believe we have to take these morons along with us.
You're all right, Krob.
- Thank you. - Thank you for giving us
another chance, Your Majesty.
- We won't let you down. - Not my choice.
It was our compromise.
Our battalion stays on Kestallan if I can take a small team.
- And this is your chosen team? - We'll be better.
There'll be no electrocuting anyone with stun guns.
Hey!
I... I didn't even bring it.
See, the bar has been set really low.
I've been told that they'll be
on their best behavior. Or...
We get to shoot them.
Again, part of the compromise.
Approaching the Nautilus now.
If Wreckoor is anything to go by,
it might be best if we invite Clive onto our ship instead.
Uh... Hath, little judgmental.
You know, we don't all grow up in royal abodes.
It smelt like rotting fish guts
mixed with Kleothian worm excrement.
- Ew. - Ugh.
Yeah, okay, we'll meet 'em here.
Nice digs.
This ship must have no limit to its hops, right?
Pleasure to meet you, Commander.
Big fan. Biiiiiig fan.
You mighta heard of me? Grubber McCoy?
Used to run with the, uh, Spiders.
Freelance now, just FYI.
I do not enjoy time wasters, do I, Lieutenant?
He does not.
Straight to business. I like it.
I like it! Look...
It's like I told your boys here.
What's it worth to you?
I can, uh, give it to you for cheap.
Or free! How's that?
I'll tell you where the queen is, no charge.
Whoops.
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