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CHAPTER SEVEN
"So," Ivanova concurred, "the Hak'Vir recruited the Amsterdam gang to try to steal the cargo in case their dealings with IPX turned sour. But Marcus foiled their perfect set-up when he heard of them here and so we were able to stop half of the gig. The Hak'Vir must have gotten angry and when we fined them an extra ten, they must have gone bezerk."
They were in MedLab, getting treated for their scratches and bruises. Max was still getting fixed up by Dr. Stephen Franklin, whom was listening to the entire lecture. Beside Ivanova was a recovering Marcus, whom had a bandage on his forehead after scratching himself when an explosion occurred.
"What I want to know," Garibaldi said out loud, hands crossed and leaning on the wall, "is how the hell they got pass my security without detection of all the weaponry? Gosh, they were like a stash house on their own that any terrorist could come across of."
"The Hak'Vir," Max said, "dear security fellow, are known for it. They have everything and are very business like. Their planet is filled with precious both stragetic and just plain genuine metals and stones. They're rich. None of them are poor. But if they are that rich and have of everything..."
"...then they also have weaponry," Marcus concluded.
Max snapped his fingers. "Exactly, dear Ranger."
"How about that rock the station made?" Marcus asked.
"Supposedly the entire station was hit by something," Ivanova thought out loud, struggling to think. "Wait a minute! Who's on duty at C&C right now!" Please! Don't tell me! she cried inside her head as they all wondered themselves. She saw Garibaldi snap his fingers.
"Corwin and Zack," Garibaldi replied to her question.
"Oh no," Ivanova said, getting to her feet and racing to the door.
Franklin went after her. "Ivanova! Where are you going?!" he wanted to know, but was cut short when Marcus, Garibaldi and Max raced out after her. Franklin shrugged and followed his friends.
They passed by the chambers where the ambassadors were obviously arguing and discussing politically. Unfortunately, it was silent. Out came a weary-eyed captain and Ambassador Delenn was showing him out, hovered by a loyal Lennier, a full Minbari within the religious caste.
"Captain?" Ivanova cried in disbelief.
He winced, physically. "Please, Commander," he rasped, "please keep is down."
Garibaldi frowned. "What happened?" he asked softly.
Delenn answered him for Sheridan. "He had a very...interesting argument in the chambers of Non-Aligned Worlds today," she replied softly and smoothly. Sheridan frowned at the ambassador's choice of words. "I---they got out of hand and the shouting began---we managed to persuade the ambassadors to come back at a later date so we could tend to the captain."
"It took a lot," Lennier added, "but we managed to persuade them very."
"I hate politics," Sheridan stated simply. "Where are you headed?"
"C&C," Marcus prompted before Ivanova explained, "Corwin and Allen are both up there and I think they may need out help up there. The station rocketted and everything turned a bit dim coz we were down at Down Below trying to stop the Amsterdam gang and the Hak'Vir from trying to steal the IPX cargo."
"Bastards,those Hak'Vir," Max muttered beneath his breath, rubbing a box.
"Yes, the station was hit," Lennier countered. "But I don not know who."
Sheridan straightened. "We must go to C&C," he stated firmly. Ivanova led the way, Marcus and Garibaldi at her side, behind them was Franklin and a strangely at ease Max Eilerson and behind them limped Sheridan and supporting him was Ambassador Delenn and her aide, Lennier.
They trooped to the Command Centre. The doors swung open almost immediately. Ivanova dropped her jaw. The consols were sizzling. They were crackling. It looked like they took one hell of an energy surge. The officers' uniforms and faces were sooted black. And near the Observation Window stood a embaressed and wearied Lt. Corwin and Zack Allen.
"What happened to my Command Center?!" Ivanova wanted to know.
Beside her, Sheridan collapsed and fainted at the sight.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"So," Ivanova concurred, "the Hak'Vir recruited the Amsterdam gang to try to steal the cargo in case their dealings with IPX turned sour. But Marcus foiled their perfect set-up when he heard of them here and so we were able to stop half of the gig. The Hak'Vir must have gotten angry and when we fined them an extra ten, they must have gone bezerk."
They were in MedLab, getting treated for their scratches and bruises. Max was still getting fixed up by Dr. Stephen Franklin, whom was listening to the entire lecture. Beside Ivanova was a recovering Marcus, whom had a bandage on his forehead after scratching himself when an explosion occurred.
"What I want to know," Garibaldi said out loud, hands crossed and leaning on the wall, "is how the hell they got pass my security without detection of all the weaponry? Gosh, they were like a stash house on their own that any terrorist could come across of."
"The Hak'Vir," Max said, "dear security fellow, are known for it. They have everything and are very business like. Their planet is filled with precious both stragetic and just plain genuine metals and stones. They're rich. None of them are poor. But if they are that rich and have of everything..."
"...then they also have weaponry," Marcus concluded.
Max snapped his fingers. "Exactly, dear Ranger."
"How about that rock the station made?" Marcus asked.
"Supposedly the entire station was hit by something," Ivanova thought out loud, struggling to think. "Wait a minute! Who's on duty at C&C right now!" Please! Don't tell me! she cried inside her head as they all wondered themselves. She saw Garibaldi snap his fingers.
"Corwin and Zack," Garibaldi replied to her question.
"Oh no," Ivanova said, getting to her feet and racing to the door.
Franklin went after her. "Ivanova! Where are you going?!" he wanted to know, but was cut short when Marcus, Garibaldi and Max raced out after her. Franklin shrugged and followed his friends.
They passed by the chambers where the ambassadors were obviously arguing and discussing politically. Unfortunately, it was silent. Out came a weary-eyed captain and Ambassador Delenn was showing him out, hovered by a loyal Lennier, a full Minbari within the religious caste.
"Captain?" Ivanova cried in disbelief.
He winced, physically. "Please, Commander," he rasped, "please keep is down."
Garibaldi frowned. "What happened?" he asked softly.
Delenn answered him for Sheridan. "He had a very...interesting argument in the chambers of Non-Aligned Worlds today," she replied softly and smoothly. Sheridan frowned at the ambassador's choice of words. "I---they got out of hand and the shouting began---we managed to persuade the ambassadors to come back at a later date so we could tend to the captain."
"It took a lot," Lennier added, "but we managed to persuade them very."
"I hate politics," Sheridan stated simply. "Where are you headed?"
"C&C," Marcus prompted before Ivanova explained, "Corwin and Allen are both up there and I think they may need out help up there. The station rocketted and everything turned a bit dim coz we were down at Down Below trying to stop the Amsterdam gang and the Hak'Vir from trying to steal the IPX cargo."
"Bastards,those Hak'Vir," Max muttered beneath his breath, rubbing a box.
"Yes, the station was hit," Lennier countered. "But I don not know who."
Sheridan straightened. "We must go to C&C," he stated firmly. Ivanova led the way, Marcus and Garibaldi at her side, behind them was Franklin and a strangely at ease Max Eilerson and behind them limped Sheridan and supporting him was Ambassador Delenn and her aide, Lennier.
They trooped to the Command Centre. The doors swung open almost immediately. Ivanova dropped her jaw. The consols were sizzling. They were crackling. It looked like they took one hell of an energy surge. The officers' uniforms and faces were sooted black. And near the Observation Window stood a embaressed and wearied Lt. Corwin and Zack Allen.
"What happened to my Command Center?!" Ivanova wanted to know.
Beside her, Sheridan collapsed and fainted at the sight.