The Warspite

[Dino]

Despite telling Dagon to expect his men, Blake decided to change the plan and pick him up personally. After walking through several crowded corridors, he has reached the docks. He took a moment to gaze at his ship - "Ironside", a battered and scorched Percheon-class transport that had a short but intense history under the Cohort. It was certainly not the fastest nor strongest ship, but it was Blake's favorite nevertheless. PDA buzzing has snapped him back so he proceeds to take it out of his jacket. A message from Dagon. He starts reading it, mumbling to himself:

"I'm waiting... Come on, Legionnaire, time's wasting... Hah."

He picks up the pace and enters his ship. Permission to launch has been received and a moment later he has found himself in open space. A course has been plotted; grid-square A-6. A barren part of Vespucci far out of the Veracruz Ice Field that was of no interest for neither of the system inhabitants, offering a perfect location for the meeting. After all, the secrecy was more than necessary as not many would condone Blake's daring plan to invite a sworn enemy to their homes.

As soon the destination was in scanner range, he brought his engines to a full stop so he can start a short-range sensor sweep. He caught a faint signal originating from his destination and matching IFF metadata Dagon has sent him. He hesitates for a moment. Could it be a trap? Has he been tricked? There's one way to find out. He turns on his low-band radio and speaks out.

"Dagon?"