[BEAT DROP - GENRE SHIFT: Progressive Cinematic Folk Rock] [Instrumentation: Drop D Guitar, Traditional Percussion, Sekdu, Cangor] [Solo Piano Begins, Delicate But Growing In Weight, Strings swell behind it] [Slow, Heavy, Rhythmic, Stomp] [Heroic Female Singer] Ten mile tall walls, A spine of cold steel. Ruhkar finds the wound, What the moon strikes revealed. The sensor grid’s blind, Just a scar in the dark. Where the asteroid bite, Near the city’s beating heart. Ruhkar walks the deck, Of the Luphra'Nite tomb. Smelling the grease, And the digital doom. He’s seen fiberglass hulls, The canvas' of old. But this city’s a ledger, Sterile and cold. [Heroic Pirate Singer] Ruhkar mutters as his eyes glow blue. Ruhkar quips, stepping over and into the fray. [Heroic Pirate Singer] “Look at this, Bloody tosspots.” “They built it for gods, but it’s rotting away." "Compared to Tortuga, none of you have a clue.” Beside him Ehkkoh trembles, Not a shudder of dread. Its the ghost-itch, Of secrets, That shouldn't be read. [Slow Tempo, Dark, Haunting, Chords] [Heroic Pirate Singer] Ehkkoh's face is a mask, A cosmetic veneer. But she’s clutching Ruhkar's arm, Holding tight, pulling near. Ehkkoh's a tiny mountain of power. A force made of Darklight. Ehkkoh's not scared of the shadows. But what's just out of sight. It’s not death that she fears, For she cannot die! Ruhkar gently places his hand on her shoulder, And steps in front of Ehkkoh, Apprehensively looking up at the monolithic walls. "..there are worse things than death, luv." [Heroic Female Singer] For the darkness of the Coremind, Is what she fears. Breathing in the stagnant weight, Of a billion looping years. Ruhkar notices Ehkkoh's dismay, He doesn't reach for his gun. He clasps that gripping hand, Covering it with his own. [Heroic Pirate Singer] Ruhkar Points, Saying deadpan, “It’s just those ghosts in the circuits luv, Don’t mind the land.” [Flight of the Bumblebees, Fast, Erratic] [Heroic Female Singer] Bright blue eyes look past a beak, Wild Blue is a ripple A Mach-22 streak. Mapping the tomb in the tongue that they speak, He’s back in a second a blur from the fray. Chirping at Ehkkoh, Looking to Ruhkar. [Frantic Male Singer] “The Coremind is busy! Aye.Aye, Has moved into the fray." "Tread Lightly, don't become prey." [Heroic Female Singer] The Ripple blasts away, Unseen, out-of-phase. [Heavy, Bass Drop, Metronome] [Heroic Pirate Singer] Aye.Aye, paces through the halls, Rising from all fours, Ten feet of gold and chrome. An ancient construct, Wandering far from home, The Coremind is scanning, Searching for Aye.Aye's past. Categorizing a relic, Yet he's holding fast. Aye.Aye, may be old, But he was built to last. [Heroic Female Singer] Firewalls and forays, Keeping that logic dismayed. Aye.Aye, turns a corner, His shadow as tall as the wall. He bumps into a smaller forklift bot, Standing tiny, and small. The bot blinks, A flickering, Low-power light. [Glitchy Male Robot Singer] “Oh, You’ve Returned! Did You Have A Safe flight?” [Heroic Female Singer] The Bot waves a fork, gesture devoid of all fear. It seems to glitch, Moving on, Not a fright. Aye.Aye, stops dead, Aurum-joints shifting, Clicking clear. [Old Robot Singer] In a deadpan voice, Aye.Aye Says, "That Was.. Odd." [Heroic Female Singer] Aye.Aye, is still a little wary. He shrugs off the loop, then the routine. [Old Robot Singer] Aye.Aye, Looks back once more, Turning, Saying, “And you can keep your welcome back.” [Heroic Female Singer] Aye.Aye, rumbles to the dark, Onwards toward Eden, Leaving no mark. He drifts through the conduits, A relic in the seams. The city sees his ID, But it doesn't see his leer. At a checkpoint, That's old and forgotten. The grid begins to hum. [Low Frequency, Pulsing Heartbeat, Synthetic Bass] [Young Robotic Singer] “It’s an old and archaic code. Though, It clears the gate. Let the ancient one pass.” [Old Robot Singer] "About time, young ones!" Aye.Aye, looks down at the younger ones, who look back up in awe! [Heroic Female Singer] Aye.Aye, then pushes through the swarm, A ghost among the gears. The rust-bucket survivor, through a billion wasted years. He notices in the data, a Tether to the Way-jer, The corner section, Within his visual perception. [Old Robot Singer] "Deconstruct, Decrypt, Coremind 01, Coremind 02, Coremind 03, Nodes 0 Through 3584! 74 Percent Complete!" [Frenzied, Digital, Pulse] [Old Robot Singer] Aye.Aye, calmly opens a private coms-link to Wild Blue. Almost a 4 full seconds of conspicuous silence! "Boy, Please tell me, You are not hacking the Coremind?" [Musical Break] [Old Robot Singer] "For Blue, that is an eternity!" [Musical Break] [Frantic Male Spoken] "...maybe!"
