The Return

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Location: Rhienland Space
Coordinates: 12 Clicks out of Planet New Berlin
Ship Class: Tenabras Class Battleship
Ship/Fleet Rank/Name: 122nd Order Guard Flagship, Tenabras

Scene: On the Bridge of Tenabras
*Travis Elation's Voice*
"Keep her in the shadows. We don't need any guests."

Tenabras has stationed itself in the shadow of New Berlin for several days now.
Awaiting news from the crew that landed earlier in the week.
The mission was, and still is, simple.
Have a simple vacation while doing a side mission of sending supplies to
pending pilot waiting to join the Rhienland Military.

*Stephanie's voice, 2nd in command.*
"Were setting all drives to idle sir. Tenabras is now in the dark."

The large battleship which still looked like a modified Osiris.
Was now idling. The only things active were its strong shield, hazard
lights, and normal lights. Plus any normal luxury inside the ship.
Even though she was somewhat large. Hiding in the shadow of
Planet New Berlin made her almost impossible to see.

*Stephanie speaks again*
"Ship's hull temperature 29 degrees Fahrenheit."

The shield was ment to block fire from enemy ships not to block
the frigid temperatures of New Berlin and its surrounding space.

The crew on-board were all wearing heavy coats.
That were used to keep them from freezing.
Stephanie managed to design the coat in her free time.
She called the jackets simply Tenabras' Designer Coats.
Each coat tailored to the crew member wearing it. With
each having its own personnel touch.
Travis' coat was decorative. The coat went down
to his ankles. His coat was filled with medals and awards on the
right side. Left side only having a patch that read his last name
"Elation." His coat was fully buttoned up from the waist up.
All black, like a normal order outfit, with a white trim.
The trim was to add a bit of peace in the outfit.
Normally people would call them trench coats.
But Stephanie didn't see why "trench" was needed. All the coats
had a slit up the middle in between the legs. To make it easier to walk.

Stephanie and Travis were both standing up on the deck in the bridge.
The deck is where the highest or two highest in command stand and
give orders. Surrounding the deck, except behind it which was a large
screen of the battlefield, were crew members at there stations.
Taping away at the touch pads and screens. Making sure the ship
stays in full working order.

The Bridge smelled like coffee. Since it was, least they think, still
early morning and the crew just woke up less then an hour ago.
The only thing the crew was waiting for now was the comm for the
ship to come up and a chefs voice saying "Breakfast is ready!"
There breakfast would appear through a small compartment at each
station. Making it faster to deliver the food and to finish it.

*Ship Comm*
Female Voice

"BREAKFAST IS READY!"
*Buzzing sound*
Compartments open as a plate of food appears.

"Todays breakfast. L. Bacon, with Bretonian Toast and eggs.
All cooked to your special likings."

Each crew member was asked during becoming part of the crew
How they wanted there food cooked. It was a long list of questions
but in the end the crew was always happy with there food.

As the crew ate there breakfast. Travis would always eat last. In
case there was an emergency. Though today was different.
Stephanie made sure he ate with the crew.
Even if the ship was spotted it would take awhile for a fleet
strong enough to form to take her out.

*10 Minutes Later*
The final crew members were done eating. Most of them loved
meal time. It was a time when everyone can just chat and not
worry about orders. Rarely has Travis stopped a meal time.

*Travis*
"What's her, referring to the ship, status."

*Stephanie*
"All systems green, all tests complete, she is good sir."

*Travis nodded with a smile*
"Good to hear. Everyone relax for awhile. Not much we can do
until the news from New Berlin arrives."

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