jim slid closer to her and motioned the barkeep to get her a glass ofher favorite as if saying "i miss you" before he spoke "well,lets see had a through and through from a light morter,supernova cannon round through the star at midships lost 25 good soldiers that day shes been gutted and refit with new computers,gutted again and fitted with stealth tech akin to the citadelle even a prototype cammoflage system,recently declasified,weve mostly been running drills for an operation and systems tests the cammos coolwe can pick any pattern or solid color when we touch down to hide the old girl or change in transit in about a minute and a half the ships AI has seemed to adopt a mateblack Crimson tiger stripe pattern ive declared it our "battledress" looks preety sleek on the old girl." he inched closer and whispered only him and her could hear" they even fitted us with a cloak and an antimatter anailation jumpcore" anyway isa,hows things with you,an hows the citadelle" jim finisned meeting eye contact with her if only breifly before he took another hit from his wisky