Irys Arist'lar
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The swirling blue visage slowed to a set of infinite blue streaks, which suddenly collapsed back to white pin pricks against the darkness of realspace. From her command chair Irys could see several picket corvettes and frigates drop out ahead of them.
"Is there anything out there?" Irys asked as the fleet started to fall into position. The Monitor class vessels started scanning space around them. These were the coordinates that they'd found on geonosis, where apparently the separatists had stored a secret fleet hundreds of years ago.
"Nothing in the near vicinity ma'am," came the reply.
Irys sighed, such a shame. "Ok hold position and wait for reports from the scouts," she commanded. Maybe the fleet didn't exist after all. Unfortunately whilst they had the position they had no clue what velocity the fleet had been left with relative to the galactic core. They could have drifted some distance.
"Prepare some of the fleet for return, no need keeping so many cruisers out in dark space for..."
"Ma'am, they've found it."
"Already?" she asked of the officer looking up from his station.
"Lucky first jump, it's all there. As many able thought, all dormant in...hold on. The recon crew report they're not alone, there's another vessel in the dormant fleet. Gunray class."
"Get us in hyperspace." Irys replied stoically.
"Is there anything out there?" Irys asked as the fleet started to fall into position. The Monitor class vessels started scanning space around them. These were the coordinates that they'd found on geonosis, where apparently the separatists had stored a secret fleet hundreds of years ago.
"Nothing in the near vicinity ma'am," came the reply.
Irys sighed, such a shame. "Ok hold position and wait for reports from the scouts," she commanded. Maybe the fleet didn't exist after all. Unfortunately whilst they had the position they had no clue what velocity the fleet had been left with relative to the galactic core. They could have drifted some distance.
"Prepare some of the fleet for return, no need keeping so many cruisers out in dark space for..."
"Ma'am, they've found it."
"Already?" she asked of the officer looking up from his station.
"Lucky first jump, it's all there. As many able thought, all dormant in...hold on. The recon crew report they're not alone, there's another vessel in the dormant fleet. Gunray class."
"Get us in hyperspace." Irys replied stoically.