The twin black clad pint-sized alien ninjas plummet through the Earths outer atmosphere as their podship dissolves out of site behind a dense darkmatter curtain, bending the passing light and blending it into the darkness of space. Safely parked in orbit in plain sight but invisible to the human eye it would go unnoticed till a later rendezvous was required.
Establishing velocity and angle of entry Zorg glides head first directly into an atmospheric wind torrent and transports effortlessly through the outer atmospheric currents, instinctively activating counter-heat ray for the fiery entry into the thicker lower atmosphere.
Dawg, surfing an atmospheric tube in, bails out with a spread-eagled suicide starfish breaking maneuver, telekinetically activating the heat ray shields as the burn intensified against his soft flesh. He leans forward and straightens out into entry position as his brothers words unscramble into consciousness telepathically as he freefalls-
- ‘I am still unconvinced by the authenticity of those Proper Rudeboy tutorial implants you chose my brother. I foresee we will depend on our ability to communicate with the humans before the end. Remain acute to all things… now prepare yourself for entry’ -
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