A Wretched Hub of Scum and Villainy

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It's a simple enough plan: go to a system the Guardians haven't taken control of yet, explain the situation to its citizenry, and recruit volunteers to aid in the fight against Daemon.

The tricky part is finding a system with a decent-sized population that hasn't attracted the Guardians' attention yet.

Fortunately, the Crimson Binome believes he may know of just such a place.

"Can ye open a portal to these coordinates, lass?"

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"I can give it a shot. I've never done this before." By this point, YT's gotten past thinking that binomes - or Capacitor in particular, with his pirate thing going - are strange. This whole place is so strange that it seems to have blown her weird-out circuits.

YT reads the coordinates Capacitor's showing her, trying to commit them to memory. Ray's README explained how this whole portal thing is supposed to work, but she'd hoped he would be around to show her before she tried it on her own. Looks like she doesn't have that option.

"Okay," she says, stepping away from Capacitor. She drops her plank, stands on it and floats up a bit. YT repeats the coordinates to herself, running them through the bit of her mind that tells her what to do. She makes a sort of gathering motion as she draws in the ambient energy through her plank. Well, technically, through herself.

Something in her mind clicks, and as if acting on instinct, she releases a bright ray of energy at the tear in front of her. Energy, and numbers. Or, more properly, data, from herself and the numbers she was given.

The tear resolves itself into a sphere, containing a whole other system in miniature, like a snowglobe or an M.C. Escher sketch. YT takes a few deep breaths - breathing was something she'd unintentionally put off during the portal-making process. "How's that? It look like the right place?"