The Past, Rewired

[Soban]

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Donagan studied the holographic schematics hovering before him. A fine‑looking vessel, no doubt, yet its role baffled him. For defense, Zoners already fielded the mighty Nephilim; how would another dreadnought improve matters? Even with fancy tech for area control or hit‑and‑run tactics, a well‑equipped Aquillon—backed by its own squadrons of fighters and bombers—already filled that niche.

“A bonnie ship, right enough. I see why ye need those IRG power‑cells. But so far our craft are built for defense. Our enemies ken that full well, stayin’ largely unpunished because they know our ships follow strict defensive doctrine.”

He paused, thinking of another project Grey had in the works.

“This hull could work alongside one o’ our own undertakings. See, the Zoners lack a solid front‑liner. The age o’ battlecruisers is upon us, an’ we’re laggin’. Yer vessel, wi’ a stout escort and a brace o’ battlecruisers, would tell Sirius the Zoners still have backbone.”

Eyeing the blueprint again, he noted features that might feed into the battlecruiser design.

“Mind sharin’ this file? Some o’ its ideas could spark new notions for Livadia’s engineers—our fleet’s startin’ tae fall behind.”

He returned to the logs, loading fresh calculations into a spare module. Right after the result appeared he sighed. As impressive as IRG’s reactor was, it wouldn’t suit the battlecruiser project; Grey would need to finish that decades‑old dark‑matter reactor for the job.

“So, tell me—does the data we’re decryptin’ hold the final piece for this ‘Alexandria’ ship?”