Good Days

"As of now, we are moving. We must direct you and your family to a safer location for the meanwhile until the others have rested."

Artic picked up the smaller puppies and began to head back to the ship where it would be much safer for them to roam. She wondered about everyone's condition and only hoped that the battles after this one came easier. The way 25th fought made her reconsider everything about her strength.

"Come now small puppers, we must keep you out of harm's way."
 
"Roger that! I'll be back before you know it." Damara held up a hand with her thumb, index, and pinkie finger sticking up before she took off in the direction 25th had come from. Her afterimages left down small dustclouds.

Despite her casual leave, she reflected on the close call she had back in the fight. It made her angry how much she felt was out of her league. Next time I'll open a can of whoop-ass on every last one of those freaks! I swear it! Damara kept her footing light and used her speed to traverse the ruined terrain. Hopefully this made it harder for any assailants left to track her movement.
 
The small puppies, as they entered the ship along with Artic, observed their surroundings in this new environment. Immediately, they noticed that the technology this ship far surpassed anything they could have seen, perhaps even more than the Jackers' themselves.

"Entering this ship is like arriving in the future," Perrito looked around. "I knew that the Good Days had some impressive technology to support their organization, but this is beyond of what I imagined. I wonder how they were able to decrypt the scarped space message we sent out..."

The children seem to roam around in the ship, touching everything in sight. However, when one touched a particular button, everything began to light up and a voice began to speak. "Hello, Artic." The A.I had awoken. "You seem to return earlier than expected. Is the mission been completed?"

The sudden voice caused the children o be frightened and hid behind Artic.

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Mex nodded when Fi assure him that Lightwave would be alright. "That's good, he gave out his all in that battle." He turns to Ross who was still examining 25th's body. "Found anything new?"

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As Darmara ran across the terrain, the dust clouds forming miniature tornadoes, there was a particular vehicle that seems to be parked on the side of tons of rocks, with a figure that seems to be similar in appearance of 25th, but its armor is mixed with black and purple, with the number 13 on its back. Across the horizon, there were tons of black, thick and dense smokes that fuming the sky, making it have a more grayish color.

"Damn, where the hell is 25th? I knew I should have gone with him. Now Nep is going to kill me if we don't complete this order for Vacío." 13 muttered to himself.
 
Ross says "I having Wraith check the goop and looking at the armor's software/data that became of 25." Wraith is checking the goop and taking samples for latter as it is looking at the armors software/data. Ross thinks "he dos have the right to know that Good Days intel messed up on there assigned threat level. The fact there is not a tracking device or a self destruct. Time to confirm some things about this group."

Ross says "D.A.M (Destruction Armor Material) looks factory from the Planet of Meka and the fact that 25 did decay seems way to fast is off putting as well. Are only backing up the fact this group has backing form some things bigger."
 
"Worry not little ones, no one will harm you here." Artic said to the puppies then turned to look at the ceiling and replied to the A.I. "I'm afraid the mission is a bit side-tracked. We were forced to fight a man known as 25th who claims he was working for some group known as either Nep or Jackers. Everyone is currently scattered in doing specific jobs. I was voted to help take care of the puppers."
 
Lucky number 13...  Great, just how many of these guys are there? Damara thought as she observed 13 from afar. She guessed she was getting closer to the mines. Maybe up that way is where their HQ is... she deduced. All the names confused her as to who was running this operation going on. If he starts moving towards the camp, I'll have to try and race back without getting caught to warn the others. Let's see where this guy plans to go first...
 
Mex observed the body of the fallen 25th and its armor. "Though, it seems that this armor is not all that tough if it had major weak points in the joint area, huh?" Mex dipped his hand into the goop of where 25th turned into and pulled out his hand. The slime dripped down his hand to the floor. "Yuck, whatever D.A.M does, it might be note worthy adding that. Looks like a dangerous weapon."

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"Screw it. I need to find out what's taking 25th so damn long." 13th went to his vehicle and activated it. It shows up the coordinates of the puppies' location as a holograph. "Alright. Let's go-" A loud sound of ringing appeared within 13th. He paused for a moment and mumbled something. "What? 25th had fallen? Okay, I'll return to base. What about the other vehicle? Leave it there? Okay, roger that." He changes coordinates of the holograph screen and turned to a different direction. 

In the midst of the dust cloud, another vehicle appeared and left behind by 13th.

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"Jackers. I have information about that particular group, Ms. Artic." The A.I responded.

"Y-you have information about them?" Perrito asked.

"Yes, the Jackers are a well-known organization. Several authorities from different planets want to bring them in for their crimes."
 
Ross says "The joints are a very common weakness in armors Mex not just D.A.Ms." Wrath keeps checking the software of the armor. Ross says "Trust me that D.A.M despite how it looks most of it seems factory. If we can I would like to customize it a bit."
 
"This is important information. Please continue." Artic demanded. 

While the A.I continued to speak, she lowered herself down and petted the puppies. She flicked her tail around so that they would have at least some way to entertain themselves while the others continued their jobs outside. The alien looked to be in deep thought about something when she stared at the children.
 
Damara dove into the dust cloud towards the vehicle, coughing violently while trying to shield her eye from the offending particles. She approached the vehicle left behind by 13, and checked if it was something she could use to follow him in the dust clouds trailing behind him.
 
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