The story of the LNS-Arizona

[Cortana Clark]

16.06.825 AS

The two men arrived at Juneau's bar. They then sat on one of the unoccupied tables.

Mitchell: Can I pay you the bottle? It’s not very expensive here and I like to make pleasure.

Jackson: Well… Yes, yes. If you want.

Mitchell: You seem to be disturbed by something my friend. Come on, tell me what worries you.

Jackson: It's nothing reassuring. I'm just a little tired these days.

Mitchell: Well that's what cheers you up. Hold.

He served a verse to Jackson.

Jackson: Thank you. But why do you do all this for me?

Mitchell: Let's move on! You told me that you work on Arizona. I must say that I am quite intrigued. Since when has this ship been put back into service?

Jackson: Only for some time. We were based on the remains of the old battleship Arizona to rebuild the new one.

Mitchell: But was not the old Arizona destroyed because it was supposed to be infected by the Nomads?

Jackson: Indeed. To be honest, I found in the engine room a top secret document about the battleship Arizona. He mentioned in particular that it had been destroyed by Captain Walker. You know ?

In fact, Mitchell was no longer listening to Jackson. Since the latter had mentioned Arizona, Mitchell was immersed in a great deal of thought.

Jackson: Mr Wood, are you with me?

Mitchell: Hmm, yes, forgive me. I thought of something else. You said ?

Jackson: Do you know Captain Walker?

Mitchell: If I know him.... Yes. While I was still in the mobile fleet, I fought his ship during the incident into the Alaska system.

Jackson: He was a great man, isn’t it?

Mitchell: Oh yes...

Followed a long silence. One could hear only the music of the bar and the conversation of the different customers. The faint light coming from the nebula directly illuminated the faces of the two men.

Jackson: Well, I think I'm going back to Arizona. My captain is waiting for me.

Mitchell: Very good. I will escort you to your ship. My men must have already finished installing your room.

Jackson: Thank you again. I wish you good luck for the future.

Mitchell: I'd love to meet your captain ... What is his name already? Oh yes, Winchester.

Jackson: Oh, why? It's that the captain is very busy on Arizona lately.

Mitchell: Just a simple question, which I have to ask him. It will not be very long.

Jackson: But maybe it would be better to send him a message directly, right?

Mitchell: That would be faster indeed. But I need Arizona to be here too. I still have my Guardian Hunter. We will meet in the Alaska system during one of my exposure times.

Jackson: Well, I'll ask him. However, it is not sure that he accepts.

Mitchell: He will accept. I can arrange with the High Command for that. There is no reason to worry.

Jackson: If you say so ... When can we meet?

Mitchell: In a few days. You will be informed.

Jackson: In this case. I'm going to join my ship.

Mitchell: Let's go together instead!

They departed for the hangar where Jackson's ship was parked. When they arrived, they said goodbye

Jackson: It was a pleasure Mr Wood again. Thank you. I will do my best for Arizona.

Mitchell: Sure thing. The pleasure is mine.

The ship left Juneau and returned to its base. Wood watched the ship leave. Then went to the communication rooms of Juneau. Once in a dark, narrow hall, he opened a door. There was waiting for a strange person, completely dressed in a long black cloak. Wood began to speak with an unusual voice.

Mitchell: I think we finally have an opportunity ... Contact now Altair shipyard, and tell them that...

The door that opened to the room where the two men were was suddenly closed. Through the threshold of it, one could distinguish strange violet lights...