Spinning Compass Network

Okay it's getting to the point of do or die.

I'm not going to lie this could be, and probably will be, a suicide mission. I wish I could promise whoever goes with me would come back home. But I can't.

I was hoping, with the information Tony sent me, that I'd find out something I didn't already know.

The good news is the barrier that's holding us here is now much bigger. The bad news is that it isn't big enough for me to fly the Normandy out far enough to get a good shot at the Reapers with the cannon. It is, however, high enough for me to break out the Kodiak.

For those of you who have been on the ship, if you noticed a blue boxy thing with windows that would be the Kodiak. For those who haven't, it is a drop ship. It hovers, and zips around without wheels.

I can't say I'm the best driver in the world, I've crashed more than I care to admit, but I can get us close enough to drop into the air intake. Us being the ones that are willing to go.

Knowing we might not come back, I don't expect many, if any, to sign up. There won't be any hard feelings. I won't come back to haunt you.

If you are going, let me know. I can bring the drop ship around to the SZ to pick you up.

How are you two? I know your father already asked but I want to hear it directly. Is there anything you need?