{"id":48,"date":"2009-03-04T16:56:55","date_gmt":"2009-03-04T20:56:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=48"},"modified":"2009-03-13T12:51:14","modified_gmt":"2009-03-13T16:51:14","slug":"vong-war-annals-a-morning-after-3042009","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=48","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “A morning after” 3.04.2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She scrubbed her hands over her face, mumbling a quiet curse to herself, then raked her fingers up and through her hair, exhaling slowly as she marched herself into base operations.\u00a0 Nylan looked up at her mildly from where he was sitting, dressed in the same robes he\u2019d worn the night before, then offered her his mug of caf.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhose idea was it to not<\/em> tell me that an advance force took out the Fifth?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIt wasn\u2019t my idea, but you can blame me.\u201d\u00a0 Tag was pulling her hair up into a ponytail as she entered Ops from the opposite end, dressed\u2014for once\u2014in uniform.\u00a0 \u201cI think it was you AFFC commander in conjunction with the father of the groom, but don\u2019t quote me.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDerik,\u201d Indy mumbled, rubbing her eyes.\u00a0 \u201cRight.\u00a0 TacSit?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cSending a small force to hunt for survivors.\u00a0 Governor\u2019s been advised of the situation.\u00a0 Team\u2019s putting together a briefing packet to go to GDF.\u00a0 Official report\u2019s going to need your stamp before we shoot it to Coruscant.\u00a0 Sentinel battlegroup will be ready to ship out in approximately twelve hours\u2014first two ships, anyway, to escort a convoy to Conceli IX for foodstuffs and ore.\u201d\u00a0 Nylan tapped a stylus on the edge of his console.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I guess this goes to show that they actually<\/em> can run things without me if anything ever happens again.<\/em>\u00a0 Indy nodded slowly.\u00a0 \u201cAny word on survivors?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo signals yet, Admiral,\u201d piped the technician running the communications board that morning.\u00a0 Indy exhaled through her teeth.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I don\u2019t like the sound of any of this.<\/em>\u00a0 She took the mug of caf someone offered and tossed off about half of it before looking around.\u00a0 \u201cPut base on level four alert and cancel leave for essential personnel.\u00a0 Tomorrow morning, everyone had better be at their duty posts or there\u2019ll be hell to pay.\u201d\u00a0 She looked toward the officer at the communications board.\u00a0 \u201cGet on the horn to Governor Dargan.\u00a0 If Colonel Cannele hasn\u2019t left Kartuiin yet, tell her not to let him.\u00a0 When the next convoy gets there, then we\u2019ll bring him home.\u00a0 I don\u2019t want him on a civilian ship between here and there right now.\u201d\u00a0 That\u2019s the last thing we need.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cUnderstood, Admiral.\u201d\u00a0 The young man turned to his console, already pressing buttons.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy glanced back toward Tag and Nylan, both of whom were watching her.\u00a0 She shook her head.\u00a0 \u201cWar\u2019s on.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cY\u2019think?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She shook her head at Tag\u2019s quip.\u00a0 \u201cFigure out who I\u2019m working with, General.\u00a0 We\u2019ll roll from there.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tag smiled wryly.\u00a0 \u201cUnderstood, Admiral.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Nylan watched Tag\u2019s departure, then glanced at Indy.\u00a0 \u201cWe knew it was coming.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She nodded slightly.\u00a0 \u201cWe knew it was coming.\u00a0 Now it\u2019s here.\u201d\u00a0 If these aliens think we\u2019re going to go down without a fight, they\u2019ve got another thing coming.<\/em>\u00a0 Her nostrils flared slightly as she looked around operations.\u00a0 Somewhere above, outside, thunder born of the storms that had rolled in that morning rumbled low and ominous.\u00a0 Bring it on.\u00a0 We\u2019ll be ready to stop them, or die trying.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/span>~ Erin
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