Capture

[Xing]

They went at maximal speed to the edge of the cortez system, ferried by a Liberty carrier. From there, the ships were duly catapulted at extreme speed toward Bretonian space. While the crew slept, there were restless team of LSF pilots searching for the trail of the nuclear engine of the Tenabras. Even without the permission of the Bretonian authorities, admiral Alban managed to stretch his hand far, very far away until theyve determined the Tenabras was heading on a vector to Dublin.
And also very close to the borderworlds.

Isabelle thought they really had as much chance to succeed, was it in Bretonia or in the far away space. The only difference, well, if they died, their body probably would never see home in the last scenario. That is, if they still had body after this.
She turned toward Jimmy, who sat next to her. They were the only one, at the last seats. Her men were now chatting among themselves, laughing and playing games on their datapad, quite normal activities in order to dissipate the stress.
I wanted to thank you for volunteering coming to free me, you know. She said, smiling gently toward the young man.
Jimmy finally deigned to talk, realising they were indeed the two of them alone on this side of the ship.
Merely responding to my duty general err
Isabelle laughed lightly and patted him in the back (however she moved with such ease in the heavy armour, Jimmy wondered).
Please, call me Isabelle. And this mission, was it a good volunteering act, or youve got handpicked to get slaughtered by admiral Albans wrath?
She smirked, rolling her eyes at the thought of Alban. The man, despite being about to face terrible consequences, was still trying to accomplish some sort of deadly revenge from the tomb he made for himself.
All they had to do, was to survive, and accomplish the madness ahead.
She trusted her men to do this. She had to.

All the ships began deploying a larger engine from their cargo hold; these were hyperdrives, a technology mostly abandoned due to the fact it slowed down too much a starship, and killed its potential in combat by adding useless mass.
However, here the hyperdrive was going to get them faster to destination than anything else. Once in the area, the hyperdrive would be jettisoned as it is one single usage only.

She chatted about nothing and everything with Jimmy as they endured the annoying crush of the acceleration made by the Raven assault ships. She couldnt keep but feel closer to the man every moment she passed with him

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[i]Hyperspace, LNS Eagle Prime

Gerald looked around, impressed. The tactical command room of this ship was most advanced, much better than what they had aboard St Mitchell. Alban moved around, seemingly very proud of his ship.
From here, we will be able to track the every moves of our assault team. We are as of this moment following our little group of men at a safe distance of 200 klicks, and will always come out of hyperspace at such a distance. This is in order to pass unseen. Cant afford to scare off the tea drinkers now, cant we! he said mockingly, as he sat down on his command chair.
Gerald went to his own console. A screen showed multiple dots; the single red one blinking was the estimated location of the Osiris battleship. The blinking white dots were the Raven attack ships, while the other lone blue dot, was themselves, very far away behind.
He determined from the look of their flight path, they were as of now flying at the extreme limit of the New London system.

He guessed, if something went wrong and the situation went desperate, this hyperspace-capable dreadnaught would have to come in
Oh, he wouldnt want to be admiral Alban at the end of this party.

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