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The space around Astalon was busy with activity as the Ebon Angel entered one of the several large space stations in orbit. Over the past several months more and more reports had been coming in about increasing tension outside of the Mythlar Combine. The Counsel of Eight were understandably on edge over the whole mater. The Jek'Tarr and Pathar people were both calling for military action, if only to 'sedate' local civilizations. It wasn't really surprising both peoples reveled in conflict and some had spoken out of late saying that Combine had been at peace for to long. Jeanaiel had been called in by the Counsel only two hours previous and the Ebon Angel had made good time returning to Astalon, arriving ahead of the other commanders that had been called in.
Stepping out of a phase portal on Astalons surface with Hayle at her back, Jeanaiel made her way through the grand palace to the counsel chambers. She wanted to know what the Counsel had in store for the combine before it was openly announced. Two guards stepped aside, opened the large doors into the main chamber and saluted as Jeanaiel swept past them, Hayle just a step behind. The eight council members looked up at her approach, some of them clearly displeased. Jeanaiels attitude towards the Counsel was well know among the higher-ups. The counsel had given orders in the past that had damaged the Combines relationships with several other races, orders Jeanaiel had strongly disagreed with. Had she not been a member of the Tai A'sha order the counsel would have likely tried to have her removed from command. Much of the counsel had been replaced since those orders, but the resentment remained.
She never raised her voice when dealing with the Counsel, she didn't need to. Her status in the Tai A'sha order carried enough weight to make most combine citizens think twice. When the doors opened and Jeanaiel left the chamber, several of the counsel members looked down-right sullen, muttering under their breath and glaring at the doorway. Jeanaiel didn't look much happier for that matter, Her sapphire eyes were sharp and lips compressed, Hayle followed silently. People hurriedly got out of her way as she made her way through the halls, more from the look on her face than from respect for her rank. She payed little outward attention to anything on her way back to the Ebon Angel, her mood not changing until she boarded the Angel and entered the command deck.
Walking to the helm station she placed her hand on the shoulder of the young officer seated at the console and spoke softly
"Get us out of dock and set a heading for the Alandar system, maximum speed. Depart as soon as we are free of the gravity well." Walking back to the centre of the deck Jeanaiel paused and looked around at the crew.
"I will not lie to you." The crew all stopped to listen as she addressed them.
"The orders the Counsel has given us may see the Mythlar Combine plunged into war, Likely with us on the front lines when the mud starts flying. We will link up with the First and Seventh fleets in the Alandar system, I will issue the rest of our orders then." A glance and nod to Hayle, letting her know she had command for the time being and Jeanaiel strode off the command deck headed for her quarters. More than just fleet arrangements needed to be made, some of which the crew could not know about.