The Experiment

[caylith]

"What the hell is the meaning of this?" A rather pugdy and severe man asked Ember.
"The meaning of what?" Ember asked, her heart skipping a beat or two. Is he talking about the dragons or something else? She readied herself for his answer, hoping it wasn't what she had feared since they'd left New Tokyo and shaken the ships on their tail.
"The fact that this base is surrounded by a Kusari naval fleet! I don't know what they want with you and your, um, dragons, but we want nothing to do with it. Just go ahead, launch and deal with them on your own. You need to leave. Now!" he demanded.
The man walked away and left Ember standing there in a state of shock. How the hell did they find us? Did someone tell them where we were? If so, then who? All of these questions and dozens more were running through her mind. They'd need answering later, more pressing matters were at hand.

Ember caught up with Silver, "Silver, please do me a favor. Start to lead your kin back into the transpost. Get to a secure channel and see how far the Blood Dragons and GC ships have gone. Ask them to turn around and position themselves above Atka, far enough away to be out of radar range. We're going to need them to engage and distract the naval forces that are parked outside," Ember said as Silver began to give orders to the rest of the dragons. "I'm going to find romer. Where the hell is he?" She headed to the bar.

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"Romer," Ember yelled in his ear. "Romer! Wake up! We have to go and we gotta go now. You need to sober up, man!" At this point, Ember began to have something close to a panic attack. They were stuck on a hostile base with even more hostiles outside. She had to get a load full of dragons and a drunk pilot out of here with a rather beat up transport. Oh crap! The train still hadn't been repaired!

Then Ember remembered, "Romer, Mathews gave me a little something to show his appreciation and to help cover the repair bill, you know, the bill you told the clerk i'd pay for." Ember held the credit card between two fingers.

At this, Romer perked up a bit, "Whass that? Ish that a credit card?"

"Of course it is, idiot. Get up off that stool before they take your train and drop it in a boneyard somewhere and throw us all in jail. Let's go!" Ember barked.

"Okay, okay...the credit card?" Romer asked with his hand out.

"I'll give it to you when we jump safely to Sigma 13. Now get you and your ship ready to go now!" She had already figured they could use the closest jump hole and hopefully lose the ships in the cloud. The gas pockets might deter them too.