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The airlock was slowly pushed open, and with the disappearance of the air everything fell into a eerie quiet. The 005 Marine model centurion, Epsilon-Delta-One swept its gaze across the massive structure of the enemy ship towering above him. The ship was massive, large enough that the combined tonnage of a full strikestar group still would be smaller than this titan. He ignored that for now though, he fully focused on fulfilling his objective in a speedy and efficient manner.

Finding what it was looking for he focused on the massive hull breach of the enemy ship. Calculating the range and elevation, he disengaged his magnetic lock on his boots and softly kicked off, shooting into the ninety-five foot gulf of hard vacuum that separated the two warships, a tether trailing behind.

Reaching the halfway point the machine carefully shifted one of his arms, redistributing weight to slowly spin him around to allow him to land feet first. This new position gave him an excellent view of the strikestar relative to the baseship. The bow of the strikestar was firmly imbedded in one of the lower arms of the baseship, with the rest of the bulk wedged into the main tower connecting the upper and lower sections. The strikestar itself was a mismatched of damaged armour plate and exposed substructure.

His boots made contact and he immediately activated his magnetic soles to make sure he didn’t bounce of and drift into space. He began to walk across the exterior hull until he arrived at the massive hull breech.

Securing the tether to an exposed beam he pulled on it to make sure it was tight, then made a quick series of hand signals towards his companions that were still observing from the open airlock. With the help of the tether they quickly and orderly made their way over to the baseship. With the tether secured and relatively stable footing he unsung his weapon and entered the breach, the remaining seven members of his fire team, Epsilon-Delta-Two through Eight close behind.

TBC

Art © Me
Cylons © NBC/Universal
Commission -

Description
As seen from the last last episode - lexikimble.deviantart.com/art/…
:thumb657825148:

:thumb655795413:
:thumb633541204::thumb638965988:

From this chapter link below
forums.spacebattles.com/posts/…

The airlock was slowly pushed open, and with the disappearance of the air everything fell into a eerie quiet. The 005 Marine model centurion, Epsilon-Delta-One swept its gaze across the massive structure of the enemy ship towering above him. The ship was massive, large enough that the combined tonnage of a full strikestar group still would be smaller than this titan. He ignored that for now though, he fully focused on fulfilling his objective in a speedy and efficient manner.

Finding what it was looking for he focused on the massive hull breach of the enemy ship. Calculating the range and elevation, he disengaged his magnetic lock on his boots and softly kicked off, shooting into the ninety-five foot gulf of hard vacuum that separated the two warships, a tether trailing behind.

Reaching the halfway point the machine carefully shifted one of his arms, redistributing weight to slowly spin him around to allow him to land feet first. This new position gave him an excellent view of the strikestar relative to the baseship. The bow of the strikestar was firmly imbedded in one of the lower arms of the baseship, with the rest of the bulk wedged into the main tower connecting the upper and lower sections. The strikestar itself was a mismatched of damaged armour plate and exposed substructure.

His boots made contact and he immediately activated his magnetic soles to make sure he didn’t bounce of and drift into space. He began to walk across the exterior hull until he arrived at the massive hull breech.

Securing the tether to an exposed beam he pulled on it to make sure it was tight, then made a quick series of hand signals towards his companions that were still observing from the open airlock. With the help of the tether they quickly and orderly made their way over to the baseship. With the tether secured and relatively stable footing he unsung his weapon and entered the breach, the remaining seven members of his fire team, Epsilon-Delta-Two through Eight close behind.

TBC

Art © Me
Cylons © NBC/Universal
Commission -