Captain Wikan stood on the Bridge of the Bellerephon, his hands
folded behind his back, gazing at the endless starfield. In the
distance to port, the remnants of the President Clarke's forces fled
through a jump point, leaving the system and the battlefield in Rebel
hands. " How are the repairs going?" he asked his exec. "Sir, all
systems are on line, but we'll have to get full repairs completed at
a shipyard." Captain Wikan nodded. " Send over three damage control
teams to Theseus to get their systems on line." Turning back to the
window, he could just pick out the bits of tumbling wreckage, like so
many bits of flotsam riding an endless sea. "Navigation, set up a
minimum time course to Orion 7. As soon as we're able, let's get the
hell out of here."
Captain Wikan
EA Omega Destroyer Bellerephon
Task Group Zeta Command Ship
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