Vincible

[Amy West]

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"
West gazed at the wrecked warship as it was secured into the drydock, her hands clutched around the edges of a lit up datapad. To her side stood one of Leniex's chief engineers.

"I'm not quite sure I'd call her 'beautiful', ma'am. She has a certain charm to her, though."


The long route back to Leniex was time consuming, though not without progress. While most of the crew had been sucked out into space, the rest were gathered up and boxed, each one prepped and ready to ship on out. For the ship, the repairs began long before she ever got to Vespucci. Repair ships approaching midway through Kansas to provide patchwork mending to ensure the ship could survive the rest of the journey, and heavier patches to the hull as she began her final approach to Leniex.
Many around the base bat a heavy dose of eyes towards the ship as it came in, with word spreading through the station that the former Lord Commander had finally gotten her Christmas present from 826. Just the arrival of the ship to the station gave each person aboard a grin for at least the first half of the day.

"Mendez, make sure the repair teams have the prints from the Harmony database. Merging forces may be the edgiest thing since the Mark Nine Arbiter, but damn those prints are gonna be useful here."
The engineer nodded.
"Should I break out the champagne, ma'am, or do we wait for her christening?"
West grinned, shooing him off.


Work began nearly immediately as soon as the ship was latched in. A testament to the efficiency of the Legion, the ship's hull was already beginning to be patched, the etched word 'Invincible' being welded over and replaced with her new name, slowly patched on with each sheet of heavy duty durantium. Surprisingly, once the dreadnought was latched in, ranged scans read the approach of the ship's former escorts, the battlecruiser San Antonio being hauled in and secured into an adjacent drydock, work soon beginning on her as well.

West pulled her hand up to her ear, clicking the small communicator inside.
"Broadsword, you are authorized the begin the transformation."

"Acknowledged, ma'am. Broadsword will proceed with Project Arcturus at once."

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