"Govenor, sorry to disturb you but this just came in over the comm. I thought you would like to see it right away." the Lt. said as he handed the man at the desk a batch of clear plastic pages. Frowning the man let go of the papers he was looking at and took the dispatch from the young officer.
...Oh, and by the way, just to give you a heads up, you've got a new leader........ ople of Liberty wish not to be terrorized by Prospector!
"Were you able to get a fix on the location of the interuption?" asked the Govenor.
"Only a partial trace sir. We know that the transmission originated from the same system as the dispatch from DOD. Trajectory is included in the report." replied the Lieutentant.
"Then they're in Virginia." mumbled the Govenor. "Have Navcon bring me all the charts we have on Virginia and request a meeting with Govenor Osorojo. Also Lt., find out when the Valhalla will be ready and tell the dock master on San Francisco, that if my ship isn't ready by tomorrow he'll be scrubbing space dust off a garbage scow with a micro fork. Is that clear?" Send word to Cpt. Rhaegar as well." he said turning back to his papers on the desk. The officer knew he was dismissed and quickly exited the room. After he was gone the Govenor dropped the papers unseen to the desk and stared out the viewport. Virginia, he thought. It made sense. Virginia was still largly unexplored and was the perfect place to hide.
"I wonder what he meant by new leadership..." he mused to himself. Adm. Osorojo, now Govenor Osorojo had been assigned a post at HQ... Shaking his head he dismissed the thoughts outright. He trusted Oso more then he trusted his brother. Still... But thinking of his brother reminded the Govenor that he still owed him that scotch. Uncorking the bottle he poured himself a small glass and turned once again to the viewport. This is going to get interesting.
-Incoming Transmission-
Comm ID: Adm. Adamson / 226th ADF-CA
To: All South Alliance Personell
Attention to orders: All ships move to REDCON (Readiness Condition) 2. Verify code Epsilon Alpha 791 Tango.
<span style="color:#CCCCCC">"BOLT FROM THE HEAVENS"
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"Nobody ever won a war by dying for his country, you win wars by making the sorry SOB's die for theirs!"