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[Reeves]

Near instantly those friendly contacts revealed themselves to be a quarter of Prosecutors, a mainline service fighter. Their reputation for dogfighting and aggression often saw them used in purely offensive capacities, falling quite short of the expectations needed of a fast attack craft due to the sheer size of it. To allow somebody to track you and stay on your six was a death sentence. The leader of this pack opened a communications channel. "Roanoke-actual this is Virgo three, requesting permission to join formation." Somewhat amusingly, and after having been given the ship to escape with, Morreti had decided instead to create something of an urban legend by putting it to use with the original IFF codes. By returning like this, it was probably a morale booster, even if one born from falsehood. On a secure channel, he addressed his wingmen with a gentle reminder. "Wait for the shield to go down."

Simply waiting was easy enough, but it lent the situation an awful taste of anticipation, and while Morreti might enjoy the adrenaline spike he was currently experiencing, it was by no means everyone's cup of tea. Even if he'd seen or heard nothing yet, he fully expected things onboard to be tense and for the Captain to be most burdened by it, regardless of repeated denial.

Regardless of how anyone felt about this, there was no turning back now.

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