[H2][centre][color=9e0b0f]Battlestar Warpite[/color][/centre][/h2]
[H3][centre][color=9e0b0f]Galatic Old Lady [/color][/centre][/h3]
[H3][centre][color=9e0b0f]Coruscant System[/color][/centre][/h3]

The Junior marine headed over with a message Gesturing to a heavy set phone on the hangers wall. “Comander. Mam'm. Message from CIC. Important.” saluting and leaving with the nod as they joined their squad that was jogging down the hanger deck to their stations across the ship. 

“Lara, a moment.” She said walking over to the phone on the hangers wall and hitting the CIC hardline. No one was going to be there for a few minutes even with busy shuttles tracking on dredas and alert Vipers in tubes ready with priority targets. Trust was not eternal…but they would not shoot first. “Col.” She said as the line connected. “Hit me with Morty i have about 5 perhaps” She said bluntly but no one had taken offence, no one had time. 

Col Tye looked around and was clear before he spoke on phone to side of the CIC borrowing one of the ones as someone was on break, he could sit down… the Command plot had never in ships history had a chair.. A Commander was never meant to be comfortable but come on. “Catherine Langford entered the system. They have vital Intel. Will send an invite to our hanger. Not sure how they arrive. Enemy may pose an orbital threat, do we axis main suppression barrage to suppress the fleet or planet?” He said frankly, they had most of their suppression lines aimed to protect them from one side, if they moved to other, their less armoured area and firepower available. 

The Warsite had very few external windows, and some cameras but mostly relied on its Vipers and the Dredas. The feed showed a incoming vessel that was semi related, unlike the much more alien designs, it looked like a smaller relative with its own flight pods and what looked like a lack of any exposed bridge or such structures. A Warship indeed. 


“Agh… they have, a Reputation, i like the sound of them, they fight hard.” She said honestly, the war vs Cylons and loss of so many had hardered the Warspite to use whatever you had, fair was not coming home alive. “Orbital, priority is toasters. Suppression crews to have flak loaded for main battery, Heavy AP on standby but not loaded. Hold on specials for now.” She spoke quickly and a little louder to hear the noise of the systems. “Get them on board. I want CAG, have plans for an aggressive defence. If its Toaster it dies, no exception, no quarter” ending with venom, this breed of Toaster was just as bad as their own. They would wipe them off the galactic map if they could. 

The line with its crackle that no engineer in colonial history could fix came live in reply to the message as the Langfords hails were returned. [code]“This is Warspite CIC. LT Gator Speaking. Our Commander Anna De Rio, and diplomat Lara Six Lon will meet guests in Port Hanger zones, and invite you to discuss and enjoy our hospitality while operational matters are discussed. Please stay out of arcs marked for Suppression Barrage. Vectors will be sent. Please send who you think best. We are serving alcohol. Please let us know if that is unwelcome to you. If Additional information is required, Please use this Channel. Warspite CIC Out. ”[/code] Came the calmly spoken woman's voice over the message. Though the line did refuse to lose the odd crackle and moment of static but that was an old ship's nature. Hard lines all over the ship, Warspite was built to resist hacking and its quirks where clear because of it. 

Outside the Battlestar made a deliberate move to tilt its facings and gunnery arcs lining up the Planet slowly into its main fire zones, the smaller and more numerous CWIS Guns to augment the heavier main battery armaments. Each movement was slow but steady, a ship of Warspites size did not have the luxury of agility. Battle stars, especially the Mercury class, were basic on amenities, brutal and built to take a hell of a beating. 

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