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L-01 [audio]
Wasted time is not a luxury I can afford.
[Though she's been, as far as she can tell, left stranded on an unfamiliar planet, Samus speaks calmly, her voice carrying the same kind of resolve that has seen her through each of her missions.]
If anybody can truly listen to this broadcast... My name is Samus Aran and I am hereby requesting information on my current location. I’ve read the scrolls, but have little interest in what they have to say. [And the felines didn’t know any of the answers to her questions.
Protected? Her? The idea is nothing short of ridiculous. Insulting, even.]
Ideally, I would prefer to be told of the planet’s name and coordinates, but most importantly: the fate of my ship, and how to return to it.
[She can make due with at least that much. Simple as it would be, there was still a report to make to the Galactic Federation. The Metroids and Mother Brain were no more, exterminated by her hands. And the baby... It too had perished...]
Any assistance and information that can be given would be appreciated.
[Ideally...
Now if only she could shake away the feeling that getting out of this mess wasn't going to be easy. Then again, when was it ever?
By her standards, these surroundings were nothing less than archaic.
Did ships even exist on this planet?]
[Though she's been, as far as she can tell, left stranded on an unfamiliar planet, Samus speaks calmly, her voice carrying the same kind of resolve that has seen her through each of her missions.]
If anybody can truly listen to this broadcast... My name is Samus Aran and I am hereby requesting information on my current location. I’ve read the scrolls, but have little interest in what they have to say. [And the felines didn’t know any of the answers to her questions.
Protected? Her? The idea is nothing short of ridiculous. Insulting, even.]
Ideally, I would prefer to be told of the planet’s name and coordinates, but most importantly: the fate of my ship, and how to return to it.
[She can make due with at least that much. Simple as it would be, there was still a report to make to the Galactic Federation. The Metroids and Mother Brain were no more, exterminated by her hands. And the baby... It too had perished...]
Any assistance and information that can be given would be appreciated.
[Ideally...
Now if only she could shake away the feeling that getting out of this mess wasn't going to be easy. Then again, when was it ever?
By her standards, these surroundings were nothing less than archaic.
Did ships even exist on this planet?]
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