*Order affilated shutle on the move. Group of uncommonly looking Order officers are piloting it.*
Saul Tigh:Impressing, they already turned their warship into small city?.
Michal Golanski:Allright mate, I want you to behave, and we don't want take you drunken out.
*Tigh laughed silently.*
Saul Tigh:Sir yes sir.
*As always, nomads were very joyfull about joining as 'escort'. Even with that officers managed to get to Omicron Kappa without fight. They were aproaching Primus, soon reaching the contact range of Cerberus warship stationed on the orbit. Golanski hailed Terminus for docking allowance. Nearby Cerberus fighters were keeping area clear from all sorts of infestation.*
Michal Golanski:This is Order shutle, code Bravo Theta 6-1 requesting allowance for dock.
*Soon the docking control answered, they were clear to land. They looked at given map, they found it. 'Deck A-3', here is their destination. Two officers, one younger - Captain Golanski and his friend: commander Saul Tigh, old war veteran. He lost his eye during interrogations he suffered in Bretonian POW camp somewhere in Kusari. Both aproached the bar*
Michal Golanski:Sirius Cola for me, and some special gallic wine for my friend. We are Order officers visiting Cerberus, I could say you have improved a lot since I first met your fleet. What can you say me about people here?