Cmdr Tansull
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Elite
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SECTION 51
Allegiance
Independent
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Aisling Duval

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Male
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Tansul and his father, Jorum, Coming home from a fruitful day of mining. "Dad can I fly it now?" Tansul said. "No son, you cannot. You do not have your pilots license yet. And besides what would your..." Jorum said. The radar screen starts flashing and an alarm starts going off. "Dad what ..." Said Tansul. "I don't know son. Now strap in and hang on before they... To late, they spotted us." Shrugged Jorum. "Dad look out." yelled Tansul. Suddenly the ship went to full power as Jorum tried to evade. There was an explosion. Smoke was everywhere. Tansul was knocked unconscious.

Tansul Wakes some time later. Emergency lights flashing, alarms blaring. Tansul looks for his father. He finds him, dead. He looks at the module gauges and see's they are all flashing red. All except for the communication panel. Tansul grabs the mike and starts yelling "Help! Help us please we've been attacked by something and..." "Kid, be quiet or they will be back to finish you off. Have you not heard of thargoids. Now keep calm while I send a repair limpet over. After your engines come back online I want you to jump out of here. And I'll see what I can do to slow these buggers down." a mysterious voice said. "But who are you?" replied Tansul. The mysterious voice replied, "All you need to know right now is that I'm Section 51. Now get out of here kid."

And so starts Tansul's journey...