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The bluish glow of the holo-image of Admiral Pierce gave him a faintly ghoulish look. After the last raid, Captain Lawrence had felt the need to break radio silence and let the Admiral know exactly what was on his mind. Having just completed his tirade he was now pacing in front on the image in obvious frustration.

“Do you think we can talk about this like reasonable people?” asked the floating image of Pierce. “Look, I understand your frustrations with Ramirez; I really do. He’s a young officer on a mission of some strategic importance and he’s eager to prove himself. I think we can both understand and accept that. The fact that he is aggressive in pursuing his assignment, while distasteful to you, is exactly why I picked him for this assignment. The more enemy shipments you intercept, the better things are for us, of have you forgotten why you are out there?” Continue reading →

The overhaul finished sixteen hours early, which was good, because the bad news was getting worse. The fleet had begun to regroup and prepare a new defensive perimeter, but only three quarters of the expected ships had made it back to friendly lines. Given how long it had been since the initial retreat, it was unlikely that any of those missing ships were going to make it home again.

Though it was only thirty hours away by hyperspace, the trip behind enemy lines took nearly six days in order to avoid enemy patrols. While the extra maneuvering felt like a waste of time, it allowed the crew some much needed time to find and eliminate any final bugs in their new systems. It also didn’t help matters that in order to avoid detection, they were forced to run at a third of full power to minimize their energy signature on enemy sensors. Despite the crew’s impatience, Absolution finally made it to their designated hunting ground and began looking for targets. Continue reading →

The next thirty-six hours were a complete blur to the entire crew. Shortly after their meeting broke up, Absolution was pulled into Actium’s launch bay where hundreds of tech crews descended on her from all around. Each team had a particular mission to accomplish before they could return to their other, already overwhelming duties, and they worked at break neck speed. Within the first twelve hours, Cargo Bay One had been almost completely transformed into a living space and armory for the ship’s new marine compliment.

In the subsequent twenty-four hours, nearly every other ship’s system had received a major overhaul, catching up on months of back maintenance that hadn’t been performed due to lack of time, money, or both. In addition, the new docking collar installation was nearly finished and the tech crews and marines would be testing it under simulated combat conditions within the next few hours.

Throughout all of this, Michaels had been the center of attention. As the ships engineer, as well as the person who had personally modified most of the systems well beyond design specs, his knowledge was invaluable. DSF personnel were coming to him for permission so often that he’d completely lost track of what they had removed or installed. He kept wondering how long it would take to figure out exactly what was in his engines now. Somewhere in the middle of this confusion, two DSF tech introduced themselves. They would be accompanying the ship out into the field.

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