Scission: Interlude
"Yes, Captain Hunt. We know you did everything in your power to protect Delegate Camen but we feel ... hesitant at sending another." The blue face managed to look regal and unassuming at the same time
"Prime Minister, please this is one of the most potentially cataclysmic events since the fall of the Commonwealth. We need a full war council together. The Sinti are an important part of that. We need you to balance the Sabra-Jaguar alliance." Dylan scrubbed at his hair wondering if he was going to be bald after this one.
"We will join you remotely. That is all Captain." With a nod of her ample chin the Sinti leader ended communications.
Dylan sighed and looked over at Rommie. The avatar gave an all too human shrug that made him smile. "How are the repairs going on Obs deck?"
"Steady-" said the avatar.
"- but at this rate there will hardly be any of the original me left," finished Andromeda from the view screen.
"Hey Dylan, I'm ready to launch," came Harper's voice over the com, as his face appeared on the front view screen.
"Ok, Mr Harper, you have one hour and I want the fighter back in the hanger. Do you read me?"
"Gotcha Captain." His image disappeared and was replaced by Andromeda.
"Andromeda prepare for launch."
"Aye Captain." The ship paused. "He's away Captain."
"Track him, Rommie." The vid changed to show a miniature version of the Andromeda heading off into the debris field. The only clue to the alien fleet was Andromeda's overlay of the drifting mass of dead ships.
