[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]


“Contacts on Dredas. Long range. Moving in fast. 3 contacts on suspected intercept” Came she should onto the CIC, clips showing on screens and closing at an increasing pace from the planet. “Only just broke high altitude and orbit, we only just saw them” The Officer clarified and broadcast the track across all the main screens. “Bearing 116 off standard” 

“Battle stations! Comm, Defensive screen, Vipers, Raptor pickets out, get me a track for gunnery” Col Tye shouted, “Get the Commander now” Looking to Lt geta to get on the comm and inform the Commander of the situation. “Get me a screen up now CAG, I want tubes hot now!” The col paced as he walked through the CIC calling out orders to commands and directing the ship. 

“Launch… Launch .. Launch. Next being loaded now” Came a call down the speakers of the CIC, the image showing the tubes launching and electromagnetic catapults firing Vipers out, as the elevators loaded Raptors to the lifts. “Raptors out in 2 minutes, Missile packs 3 loaded” The CAG relied on the CIC Line as the room sprang to life. As she paced the Col was glad they had opened some space to freely operate their fighters, Paranoid was not wrong if they were out to get you. 

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“Set condition 1 throughout the ship. All hands to Battle stations. Damage control crews to stations, this is NOT A DRILL. Ladies and Gentlemen let's show these bastards what Warspite can do!” The Call came across all the speakers over the ship to every main compartment and main corridor, 

“Looks like they have brought our timetable forward, if you can get your shuttles out, try but we are taking priority now for the hangers. You can stay here or join us in the CIC and see what Battlestar can do.” Striding over to the Marine on the phone. “Report, Sit rep.” call to the Marine who jumped to attention on the phone. 

“Three unknown contacts incoming Maam. Col Tye is Launching Viper screen now Commander to intercept.” The Marine reported sharply with a quick pace and snapped to rapidly inform the pertinent information. 

“Tell Col Tye im on my way Marine, Good job.” The Commander strode out with Major Kraken who looked at the room. “Follow, or stay with Lana Six Lon, or shuttles. You can do one and hangar bay is currently running fighter ops.” The Major was entirely business and snapped to following his Commanders at 3 paces without even pausing to question his orders. It might not be the best impression of social niceties but they had to get down to business of fighting the replicators as the entire ship thrummed with additional power and noises, reactors coming to full and charging everything from guns to launch tubes. 

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Outside the Vipers fired out into the void and began to form a loose line of fighters spanning out to intercept. More Vipers shot from the launch tubes as the hanger bay sprang to life and became a hive of meaningful chaos and well practised routines. “All hands. All Hands. Col Tye has the Con, Follow as ordered until further orders” The Speakers crackled out again and the battle stations alarms kept repeating every minute or so. Each to ensure no one was going to think the current situation was a drill. 

The Commander did not even look back as she headed to her CIC, work was to be done, and the Allies could decide what they wanted to do, that was their choice and she would not make it for them. She strode with a purpose and direction of someone who knew every single part of her old, battered but proud Battlestar and fastest routes to almost any part of the ship down the corridors busy with crew moving rapidly to perform their duties or gearing up in fire and void suits. 

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Outside the line of Vipers were racing in a line to intercept away from Warspite and others were sitting back as part of the reserve force, ready to tackle flankers or reinforce their weak points. “Rapter 16,  to. command. To all Vipers. Weapons are hot, engage at opportunity.” The clear order came over to all the interceptors. Multiple copy came in from the aircraft and the Warspite confirming the orders. 

The warspite was ready for war.