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NDak

Discontent

The strategic operations center at the I’Tarian Fleet Yards buzzed with an eerie disquiet. It was late, or early, and senior officers had replaced the graveyard shift juniors with tired eyes and disheveled looks. It had been just over twenty minutes since the first report had came in from the testing of the newest and most advanced warbird in the Romulan fleet, and to say that it had not gone according to plan, would be an understatement worthy of a Vulcan.

 

In the heart of the control room, a tall, hawkish figure stood with her arms crossed behind her back. With her long, jet black hair was pulled into a tight pony tail; her ravenous, emerald eyes were flickering with discontent.

 

“Elements,” she hissed. “This is not good.”

 

Her subordinates glanced over and cringed. “Due to the damage to the Alliance,” one of them offered, a young Arrain named Hajol tr’Ssaan, “we won’t be able to get a live uplink going for a while.”

 

She nodded, though she already knew that much. “Get me a secure uplink with fleet command in my chambers. They will want to know about this right away. I assume that the Alliance communications arrays are also damaged?”

 

“Ie,” tr’Saan said quickly. “Real time audio communications should be restored in the next six hours, real-time visual communications will come after that.”

 

Nodding again, she took a deep breath and picked up an ISD from the edge of the console jotting off several quick notations before looking to a grey-haired, jagged faced Erei’Riov sitting at a nearby console. “I want the Golshon’s Anvil prepped and ready to launch within the hour. Elements be damned if I am going to let the Lloann’na be the vessel to tow the new flagship of the Galae back to port.”

 

The Erei’Riov nodded. “Of course, Riov. I already began recalling the crew and we will be ready to launch in forty-five minutes.”

 

“Mehnka, Jaton. As soon as au are ready I want au en route.” The Riov took another breath, tapped more notes and hissed again. “Also,” she said doing her level best to stay calm. “Have the Serpent’s Curse follow you cloaked. Eveik’s report notes the possibility of sabotage. If the Lloann’na are responsible, I imagine the Galae will want them brought back as prisoners.”

 

“Ie, I will let Riov Crahn know.”

 

“Authen,” she said turning her attention to tr’Ssaan once more. “Has Riov Eveik sent an official damage and casualty report?”

 

The junior officer paled a lighter shade of green. “Official reports have not been able to be compiled yet, however they are na good. He has reported heavy causalities.”

 

Sighing again, which she felt was the only constructive thing she’d managed to accomplish in the last twenty minutes, she again looked to the Erei’Riov. “Contact medical and take supplies and personnel with you as well.”

 

“I have the secure uplink with Khre’Riov t’Jaelin, rehhkai.”

 

“Elements," she said moving towards her chambers. "Inform me at once if there are any changes in status.”

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