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Authors: Jenn Nixon
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don’t know much about the Pizilites, they aren’t even sure which planet they inhabit,” Raife offered.
“The Union has all Vexillum ships streamlining data back to Ovvella on a daily basis. Maybe by the time we return we’ll have more information,” Aliri pointed out.
“And while we’re on Base, Raife and I decided to have the ceremony there.”
“Wonderful news!” Hill elbowed the captain.
“I look forward to it.” Maar exposed his teeth.
“Can I bring a date?” Adam asked.
Raife chuckled, “I don’t see why not.”
Tiva finished studying the Kurus, and had partial attention on the conversation. She was curious about human weddings and was somewhat excited to attend. Having been a Royal Guardian at the ceremonies at home, Tiva would be a guest at this event. As she was about to ask Aliri’s opinion, Emerala gasped.
“Sectors report.” Hill turned.
“Several messages coming in from Ovvella, there was an attack at one of our outer space stations in the Xatlo space,” she grumbled as her fingers rapidly pounded on the computer screen. “They’re sure it’s the salvagers. The Enigma and Grapper were dispatched about an hour ago.”
“Are they changing our assignment?” Maar asked.
“I do not believe so, sir…” she said and paused. Emerala shook her head. “No, they want us to get the application first and warn the Kurus.”
“All right,” Maar stroked his chin. “What do sensors show Caedm?”
“I don’t have any ships on regular or extended sweeps, sir. There doesn’t seem to be any danger here.”
Hill leaned forward in his chair. “Better safe than sorry, Captain.”
“Agreed.” He turned. “Teer, contact the government and inform them of the situation. Nassut, bring us to maximum speed. Cooper: tactical alert, elevated status.”
Tiva notified her team and ordered two to begin patrols around the ship. Elevated status was precautionary, but she did not want to take chances. A secure ship was beneficial to all, and she wanted it to remain so. At their current rate, they would reach the system in eight hours.
Four hours passed and the captain ordered his crew to rest before entering Kitias space. He wanted everyone sharp and attentive when the Tolox neared the planet. At times, her captain seemed to trust only himself; this was one of those situations. Tiva stayed until Ranndom showed up to cover. He handed over reports from around the ship, and the latest log from a training session.
She slipped the datarecorder in her belt, and exited the command center. Once inside the lift, she leaned against the wall and sighed. It was a long day, and it would be a very tedious night. And something still pulled at her. Something else seemed wrong.
When the lift stopped, the doors opened and she realized she’d forgotten to hit her level button. Adam stepped in, grinning as usual.
“Going to the mess?”
“No, I am heading to my room.”
“You missed your stop.”
“I was lost in thought, and did not press for the level.”
“Ah, well that’ll do it. You sure you don’t want to catch a bite to eat, Tiva?”
“I do not believe the captain allows hunting on his ship.”
He laughed. “You’re funny when confused. Just another expression. Vinni said one of the Bayo people gave him a slab of meat, and he’s been sautéing it for a day. Might be worth trying.”
“I am wary of alien food, my physiology has not grown accustom to the various foods of the galaxy yet.”
“Well, it’s not going to be ready for another hour, so you have time to decide. Say, you want to spar?” he asked as the doors closed.
“I could use the exercise.”
“Great,” he replied. “You ready the room; I’ll go fetch you a weapon.”
Tiva grinned. When the doors stopped on the next level, Adam jumped out. She rode up another level and exited. She neared the VR room, and noticed it was in use. Frowning, she leaned against the wall waiting for Adam. They could spar in the arboretum,
“The Union has all Vexillum ships streamlining data back to Ovvella on a daily basis. Maybe by the time we return we’ll have more information,” Aliri pointed out.
“And while we’re on Base, Raife and I decided to have the ceremony there.”
“Wonderful news!” Hill elbowed the captain.
“I look forward to it.” Maar exposed his teeth.
“Can I bring a date?” Adam asked.
Raife chuckled, “I don’t see why not.”
Tiva finished studying the Kurus, and had partial attention on the conversation. She was curious about human weddings and was somewhat excited to attend. Having been a Royal Guardian at the ceremonies at home, Tiva would be a guest at this event. As she was about to ask Aliri’s opinion, Emerala gasped.
“Sectors report.” Hill turned.
“Several messages coming in from Ovvella, there was an attack at one of our outer space stations in the Xatlo space,” she grumbled as her fingers rapidly pounded on the computer screen. “They’re sure it’s the salvagers. The Enigma and Grapper were dispatched about an hour ago.”
“Are they changing our assignment?” Maar asked.
“I do not believe so, sir…” she said and paused. Emerala shook her head. “No, they want us to get the application first and warn the Kurus.”
“All right,” Maar stroked his chin. “What do sensors show Caedm?”
“I don’t have any ships on regular or extended sweeps, sir. There doesn’t seem to be any danger here.”
Hill leaned forward in his chair. “Better safe than sorry, Captain.”
“Agreed.” He turned. “Teer, contact the government and inform them of the situation. Nassut, bring us to maximum speed. Cooper: tactical alert, elevated status.”
Tiva notified her team and ordered two to begin patrols around the ship. Elevated status was precautionary, but she did not want to take chances. A secure ship was beneficial to all, and she wanted it to remain so. At their current rate, they would reach the system in eight hours.
Four hours passed and the captain ordered his crew to rest before entering Kitias space. He wanted everyone sharp and attentive when the Tolox neared the planet. At times, her captain seemed to trust only himself; this was one of those situations. Tiva stayed until Ranndom showed up to cover. He handed over reports from around the ship, and the latest log from a training session.
She slipped the datarecorder in her belt, and exited the command center. Once inside the lift, she leaned against the wall and sighed. It was a long day, and it would be a very tedious night. And something still pulled at her. Something else seemed wrong.
When the lift stopped, the doors opened and she realized she’d forgotten to hit her level button. Adam stepped in, grinning as usual.
“Going to the mess?”
“No, I am heading to my room.”
“You missed your stop.”
“I was lost in thought, and did not press for the level.”
“Ah, well that’ll do it. You sure you don’t want to catch a bite to eat, Tiva?”
“I do not believe the captain allows hunting on his ship.”
He laughed. “You’re funny when confused. Just another expression. Vinni said one of the Bayo people gave him a slab of meat, and he’s been sautéing it for a day. Might be worth trying.”
“I am wary of alien food, my physiology has not grown accustom to the various foods of the galaxy yet.”
“Well, it’s not going to be ready for another hour, so you have time to decide. Say, you want to spar?” he asked as the doors closed.
“I could use the exercise.”
“Great,” he replied. “You ready the room; I’ll go fetch you a weapon.”
Tiva grinned. When the doors stopped on the next level, Adam jumped out. She rode up another level and exited. She neared the VR room, and noticed it was in use. Frowning, she leaned against the wall waiting for Adam. They could spar in the arboretum,
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