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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted September 18, 2004 – 12:20AM

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Act 7

Aboard the Sajuuk…

They disturbed her again in her sleep. These annoyances have become a bad habit but she cannot do without them. The times were again troubled, and so too the Vaygr have moved.

“Status!” Karan commanded as her attendants helped her into a harness chair. The central hologram glowed to life, and a glowing ball full of tiny lights revolved around its pedestal. Luminous lines connected the points of light into constellations, and groups of constellations into sectors.

Act 5 | Landing Page | Act 7

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted September 8, 2004 – 3:56AM

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Act 6

Aboard the Sajuuk

As the great fleet assembled, Karan sent a message through her neuro-circuitry requesting access on Radal Somtaaw’s file. Perhaps there was more detailed information here. It took a few seconds for the database to complete its retrieval.

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted September 6, 2004 – 12:10AM

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Act 5

She sat down on her terminal and launched her encryption software. She addressed the message to Doctor Karan S’jet, private secure channel only. The message went like this:

“Doctor K. S’jet:

Found possible lead of Geddon mothership. Most promising so far. Will leave with a private expedition to investigate. Sorry I can’t tell more, but I will send more data when opportunity arises. But please check the files of my father, Radal, as I will be going with him. May Sajuuk bless our journey.

Iisha Somtaaw.”

Act 3 | Landing Page | Act 5

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted September 3, 2004 – 6:18AM

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Act 4

Iisha hugged her father. He felt like a large wooly animal, all strong and warm inside. It was good to feel his touch and presence again, the sense of solidity he imparted.

Radal grabbed an armload of the chopped wood. “Come on, Iisha, help me take the wood inside.”