We’ll resolve volume as they get closer.” “I have eight contacts, all in the twelve-million-ton range. “We are refining and confirming with the system net,” the black-haired woman told her seniors. “How many contacts?” Anderson snapped, visibly dropping into his old tactical officer role before restraining himself and allowing his replacement, Lieutenant Commander Jessica Xue, to continue her report. “We have Alcubierre emergences-multiple ships!” “Sir!” a young- far too young-voice suddenly shouted in the bridge. War upended many of the conventions of peace, and many of the officers in Alliance Battle Group Seventeen were new to their ranks or, like Fleet Commander Anderson, arguably too junior for the roles they held. The Fleet Commander was less unobtrusive than he likely thought he was, but that was a lesson that Kyle would provide gently once the current exercise was over. The big supercarrier was currently in orbit around the recently liberated world of Alizon, and the bridge’s Bravo shift could easily be taking the current calm for granted. His newly promoted executive officer didn’t know him as well as some of the other officers did, but the Captain could tell that James Anderson knew something was up with his massive redheaded Captain.Īnderson was reacting exactly as a good XO should when his Captain was up to something, Kyle noted, slowly and unobtrusively going around the bridge to check in on the crew at each station.
12:11 FebruEarth Standard Meridian Date/TimeĬaptain Kyle Roberts, commanding officer of the deep space carrier Avalon, watched his bridge with calm anticipation.
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