Fortis: (chuckles)
Show offs!
(he looks at Velox)
So what now? We just sit on our asses and wait?
Proprius: That's the idea.
Velox: The Morsus's soldiers know what they're doing. It won't take them long to intercept Rector and the Recro... and it certainly won't take them long to find us with Ardeo just sitting around giving off signals like he is.
Ardeo: (sniffs his shoulder)
Hey, I don't stink.
(smiles)
Fortis: (snickers)
Proprius: (shakes his head, looking at Velox)
And I'm related to those geniuses?
Velox: Well, hey, look at me... I'm related to a pyschotic cut throat.
Proprius: (growls)
I'll take that as a compliment.
Velox: (smiles slightly, looking back at Fortis)
It isn't going to be all fun and games. They're gonna come after Ardeo in force... and we all know why.
Fortis: (chuckles, activating his six large canons)
I call that fun and games.
(grins)
Proprius: Well why you're having fun don't forget to keep them off Ardeo.
Ardeo: Yeah. You forgot that last time and the Pantema chewed me up real good.
Fortis: (shurgs, deactivating his canons)
Velox saved ya, didn't he? No big.
Proprius: We almost lost him.
Fortis: (backs up defensively)
Hey, I had just got off the belt after ten years. What did you expect?
...
Meanwhile
...
Rector: (through the Force to Logan)
We've got a blockade up ahead. Counting... over ten thousand.
(he preps two missles)
I'll clear a few. Then what do you say we land dead center and finish this... em, Proprius style. (he chuckles)
(he fires one of the missles at a large group of unknown forces just coming into view)
(he performs a flip over Logan and his dragon and fires the other missle)
Aw, Fortis would have loved this.
(he begins to transform somewhat, but still maintains most of the Blackbird's form)
Prepare for contact.