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	[b][i][color=f26522]Retribution:[/color][/i][/b] [color=gray]"I have because of obvious reasons chosen to go with ballroom tie but for you my dapper gentleman may I suggest a cravet tied in the Osbaldeston Tie style? With your preferred color choices and the event chances before us, nothing seems more fitting."[/color] Never let it be said that Jahosafat was not a man of taste, for he has spent a good hour before even emerging from his quarters this morning retying his own neck apparel to ensure it fit just properly. 

	The ship is handling well and the crew is obviously alerted to what is going on at this point and seem to be awaiting orders from the Captain. The ship will break in from the black and into orbit within five minutes but coming in at such a break neck speed might damage a good many things, best to slow it down before you hit atmo or it is going to be like skipping spritz cookies on the lake. Gonna hit, break, sink. So hold on. Once in atmo, it will be nearly no time before the Vengeance is in sight. What will you do now?

	[b][i][color=f26522]Vengeance:[/color][/i][/b] Anisa stood stoic as she heard the news that the Alliance Vessel was there already. She knew it was coming, Camilla had informed them but she had hoped they would have more time for repairs before it arrived. Hitting the com she bellowed through it. [color=f26522]"Gideon, we need to get off world, yesterday!"[/color] she announced. Camilla glanced towards Jackson out of the corner of her eye and felt herself sighing inwardly even though her outward expression was blank. 

	Maybe it would just be better if they were blasted off this rock, then at least it would be over with. She had no idea how they could get out of this. She knew Alliance Patrol Boats, they were fast and they were heavily gunned and armed. Not like a Firefly Class vessel. This ship wasn't built for war, it was built for transport. The only hope they might have in getting away was if Gideon had actually gotten her working again and Daphne could out maneuver the Alliance's pilot. 

	"We are good for the Black but she ain't going to be easy to handle or even moving at a decent pace yet. I need more time!" Gideon yelled back through the comm. Atticus touched chest to chest to head to abs, that was not the news the preacher was hoping to hear. "I need more time," he added. 

	[color=f26522]"How much time?"[/color]

	"Three days?" Gideon said quickly.

	[color=f26522]"You have ten minutes, if we can hold them off."[/color] she said into the comm before looking back at the crew. [color=f26522]"Jackson, Gene, each of you in a shuttle, ready to break away if we need it. Lionel go to Gideon and see if you can light a fire under his ass. Atticus, you know what to do. Dorothy, stay ready and armed. Daphne, be ready to take off as soon as Gideon fires the engine. Camilla, hold still,"[/color] Anisa said as she stood there. 

	[color=f26522]"Hail that ship Daphne."[/color]

	Atticus nodded and rushed off to his quarters to prepare. He knew exactly what to do. Camilla cocked a brow, figuring the Captain would want her ready to fight but to be told to just stand there? It didn't make since but she did as she was told, standing there next to the Captain as she waited for Daphne to hail the Retribution.