Back To The Basics

Well, in an attempt to regather my bearings I've decided to purchase another bomber.  One Hound, fitted and rigged now sits in my hangar.  Although S P H E R E is a lot quieter than before, we still must move onward.  Though what's left of the old crew is nothing compared to what we had, we can still put together enough heads to go on another wormhole excursion; except instead of building up, we're tearing down.