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{Middle Zeta Operations tower: Conference room 4}
General Oliver set in a chair in the conference room, his hands clenched together as he waited for McCormick and his crew. The situation was at hand was something he had been dreading for months after...
Sorry guys i haven't been around but i will assume from lack of post of any kind that peeps are waiting do i am going to go ahead and move the story forward and a few people will be cut from the RP.
As of right now i won't answer on the Omega-s front but most of this info will be available through story progression. That is all I am willing too say.