Nemesis

[Meallan]

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Two days later, the first engine prototype was out and about, being tested by Baldezeru, who was setting yet another battery of them in the console nearby. And if reason fell to what all evidence pointed to, he would only clear the engine for deployment and use when it would be absolutely perfect to fly with. Donning his sunglasses since Baldezeru was nodding to himself as he worked, Meallan was content with the evolution on that department. Pulling up the power core reports from Khan, he saw that it was all tested, all green and purring like a kitten. Adding that to the weapons already being built by his team now, Meallan wondered if adding a little something to all of this would be worth the hassle. A few seconds weighing the pros and cons and he sent the message to Khan to start doing his calculations on the possibility of. He knew Khan would grumble but in the end, it would be a worthy inclusion. Adding the new notes to the project, Meallan pulled up the old Nyx blueprints model and stared at it.

He then started to remove pieces, much like it was a childs play, pulling it apart all the while calling the projects in hand and adding them one by one, until it was a different ship that was spinning in a hologram in front of him. He pulled the outer hull plates and threw it to the side. It was an almost bare bone look at it, with only the inner armor plating, made in his alloy, covering what was important in it. The standard outer ablative armor plating alongside the hull paneling wouldn't do that was certain.

"You'll need some proper clothes, girl. Iris and Molby won't do enough. You'll need something way proper for a one of a kind gal. A dress that will make the other girls envy. A one of a kind dress to a one of a kind gal."

Pulling up the specs of a rare element, it was everything he needed. Light, uniform, flexible and above all else capable of diverting a lot of energy thrown at it. Much more than the top of the line outer hull technology out there. Calculating on a side document, the ship would lose a whole ton in overall mass while increasing hull integrity. He nodded. Slimming down a ship is as vital as increasing its protection and this material is what he needed.

Opening up a long single-burst encrypted comm, he sent a message to his benefactor with his requirements. More money and Narcrahtite. A lot of it. He sat back and called on Levy before locking the fridge. He needed the man focused to know if he could work with with Narcra. If not, Meallan would have to go back to the workshop and teach them all.

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