"Nothing further my King." She replied simply with a bow. She then turned and would head out past the guards who watched her movements. Not that the King couldn't handle himself, but ever since the last person to approach unannounced, security was on high alert. Dana would exit down the corridor and through the open tunneled connectors that would head her back to her
fighter. How she was able to take hold of such warcraft, no one knew. Security verified all documents to be in order, even though C class fighters such as that one normally belonged to generals of the Air corps. As she ascended the ladder and would enter the cockpit, retracting the ramp, she sat in her chair and began flipping switches. Turning on her locator and bringing up a hologram view of the galaxy, she would touch coordinates to Spindle set on auto pilot. It was time to meditate and let the fighter take her to the South West region of the planet, where
Linn Dobson
was last seen.