RUN AWAY!

[Eppy]

Willow trotted onto the bridge, where the short, rail-thin, greying, 50-year-old lady known only as Control tightly squeezed the arms of the Command chair, shouting orders at the scurrying bridge bunnies.

"Welcome back, chief." she called to Willow. "Where do you want this crate?"

"We have to take her across the void, past Gran Canaria, and into the Dublin jump hole. If need be we can park it at the Molly base, though I'd like to get us all the way to the Leeds hole. We'll have to sneak our way to and through the Taus, straight into Alpha. The Bounty Hunters won't be a problem, and the Bretonian Navy is hurting too much to chase a pirate, even in one of their own battleships, but the new resident Kusariites are going to be a real whore to get past. Can she make it?"

"I think we can get the cloaking device up by the time we're in Tau 31."

"Great. Get this old girl moving."

The engines rumbled to life, and the massive bulk of the Bretonian Battleship slowly pushed its way out of the northen ice cloud.

"Ma'am! Something big on scanners, out by Gran Canaria!"

"What? What is is?"

"It...it's a Corsair Dreadnaught!" The Ensign looked at Captain Control with sheer dread in his eyes.

"****!" she hissed.

"What's your name, madam?" Willow asked, sitting down in the observer's chair.

"Clair Cavicchio, nice to meet you." She snapped off, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "All guns, at the ready!"

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.