Sirens Strike

[Nika]

"It would be a lie if i said i regret this loss. They were an eyesore, a stain on my ship, some greenhorns that barely got to smell gunpowder."
The bridge was filled with various officers and, to an extent - Enterprise's own marines, the alert was not yet liften and Lance arranged personnel to preserve as much of her loyalists as possible. Navy own marines were a distraction, a dead meat that Lance needed gone, and it'd be better if the Insurgency strike force did the dirty job. Careful planning led to executing the plan with minimal casualties and complications.

"Amber Eclipse, i suppose. Well met, admiral. You are right about time. Request Chicago to be within one metric click of Enterprise - otherwise it will not be caught in the hyperspatial bubble." Lance turned to her communications officer.

"Incoming transmission from Chicago! The coordinates are being uploaded to our database, cap."

"Very well. I want them in the navigation system this instant, and the ship prepared for hyperspatial jump to the best of our current capabilities. Isolate and depressurise the breached compartments, blast doors should be locked once Enterprise will be ready to execute the jump. Commence preparations immediately."

The bridge crew got to work; most of it could be completed remotely through common interface commands - usually vulnerable fiber optic tracks have survived the onslaught - courtesy of additional layers of protection ensuring swift and undisrupted execution of vital commands. Breached hangar bay doors have been tightly locked, while from the bridge Amber and Lance could observe the side effects of hyperspatial drive in the process of charging - so called 'wisps', as the seasoned officers trusted with volatile experimental technology christened the huge lightbulbs circling the ship, leaving quickly fading tracks in the cold void of space.

"Charging completed, cap. Executing hyperspatial jump."

Both ships were consumed by an unbearably bright flash of light - Enterprise opened the breach and travelled through it with Chicago, with the coordinates provided by the latter serving as a beacon for the complex system; both ships existed the hyperspace successfully. The landscape around have changed - from the clearing and immeasurably distant stars and nebulas to unyielding orange gaseous cloud that spred around warships as far as the eye could see.

"Good... Amber, is this the right place? Chief engineer, run the generic systems check, i need to make sure we have made it through without negative consequences. Meanwhile..."

Lance once again turned, this time - to the deeper part of the bridge, making gesture to the guard marines that have been on duty at commander's seat. The chair have turned and before the eyes of everyone present appeared admiral Jade Linford herself - unchained and relatively unharmed.
"Now's the right time for a sappy moment, Amber. At least hug each other."
Lance couldn't let such an opportunity to jab on the admirals slip, and that'd help to ease up the tense atmoshpere on the bridge.

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Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.

Heroes never die! @Vitoniz30 @Connor