There’s a rogue Martian warship… LOOSE in the solar system. No one knows what the Rocinante is going to do next, least of all the captain. He’s never BEEN in charge of a rogue Martian warship before, he’s as confused as you are.
There’s no experts. They try to find experts in the UN. Chrisjen Avasarala’s like “I have reason to believe James Holden is a righteous man,” and Undersecretary Errinwright is like, get out of here with that shit! This is a ROGUE MARTIAN WARSHIP… LOOSE IN THE SOLAR SYSTEM.
When a rogue Martian warship is loose in the solar system, you gotta stay updated. So all day long you walk around like “What did the Rocinante do?” The updates, they’re not always bad. Sometimes they’re just odd. It’ll be like, James Holden was spotted relaxing on Tycho Station? Huh. I didn’t know he knew how to do that.
The creepiest days are when you don’t hear from the rogue Martian warship at all. Those are the quiet days when people are like, “It looks like the Rocinante has finally calmed down.” And then ten seconds later Eros station is like, “I’m gonna fly towards Earth and smash it with my protomolecule. I got extraterrestrial life and I don’t show up on radar, I’m an asteroid!”
And then for a second it seemed like maybe we could survive Eros, and then, 2.5 AUs away, Fred Johnson was like, “I have commandeered thirty UN missiles!” And before we could say anything the rogue Martian warship was like, “If you even fucking look at the protomolecule I will shoot you to death with my warship. I want to shoot you, I’m so fucking traumatized. I’m a rogue Martian warship.”
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