[@White Feather]

After she left the chancellor to her devices, Astra needed some time still to recuperate from the shock of the promotion. She has been pushing to get higher in command for years, but it took contact with aliens for the admiralty as a whole to realize three fleets weren’t going to cut it, nor would their current level of technology. And now? Now Astra had a serious budget to play with.

Naturally it would be months before her first ships even left the berths of Faira Tris, but finally things were progressing. And progress she would take care of. As soon as she recovered, the Admiral sat behind a desk and got to work. Pulling a 3d schematic of the raider class, Astra started stripping away systems and weapons that would need replacing and improvement.

As she worked on implementing some of the RLC technology to be used on her ships, another thought entirely started creeping into her mind. Certainly, the scale of her idea was huge and wouldn’t fly with everyone right away, but she got a feeling her counterparts in the robot society would back her up. She pulled up the comm app and contacted Libra, asking her to come and talk.

After a while (or was it hours? She was too absorbed in her work to care) an all too familiar voice echoed - urgently - from behind the door. With a few movements of the hand Astra shut the holo down - she didn’t believe in the slightest Innes would be interested in her schematics let alone understand them, but protocol was protocol. Walking towards the door she pushed the button, watching it open with a silent hiss.

“Chancellor? Is something wrong?” Astra asked, inviting Innes in with a wave of a hand.