𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑒𝑎, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑘 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒.

"I'm not aware of such a thing, are you certain?"

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𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠.

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The current casualties are 6,284 dead, a further 1,200 missing including 86 people reported as abducted by transporter. Over 10,000 reported injured, some critical.

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-𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑛.

𝐴𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑜𝑓 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛'𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑅ℎ𝑖.

𝐺𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑢𝑝. 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑝𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘.

𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑘 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒, 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟-

-were annexed by the Empire in the war with Earth and are eager to help all groups that are fighting to retain their freedom. The hospital ship is a D'deridex, the 𝘌𝘬𝘩𝘦𝘴, it can be here within three days."

-you are hiding in open space and uninhabited or aligned systems. Those who support you cannot find you as easily, and getting supplies is much harder. The Denobulans have a long history of resisting, helping, and caring, several of their colony worlds-

"We know you lost the 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘬𝘬 a few months ago and the 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘳 took heavy damage in that fight outside of Yyarvin. It takes a while to get a crew together."

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑘.

"It is different defending worlds than a fleet, we know it is hard when-

"I understand. The staff is primarily Denobulan...I trust that will be acceptable?"

-vessels are welcome in territory held by the Kre'ey Rheilhhu, I am also authorized to offer you a fully equipped and staffed hospital ship, the crew of which is sympathetic to your cause and freely seek to assist."

"I know...and information is being manipulated to make it appear our factions are at fault. We are planning for more attacks, though our sources do not think any are imminent."

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛.

"I am here to assure you that your flotilla and associated-

"That is our belief...they already claim that it is rebels and reunificationists causing uprisings on some of their worlds. At least a dozen of the attacks in the last 20 months throughout the splinter factions have been blamed on us, on you, on the Isolationists, attacks we know were not ours."

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠, 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛.

"We know that the Free State is using Star Empire ships, as well as operatives...they are allowing searches on worlds under their rule."

-obscure which one is the source of it, we are leaning toward they are actually the same organization but are using different names to be able to accuse one another in order to confuse and manipulate their populations."

"Yes...we are still working to confirm the veracity of the reports from the Federation and see if there is actual substance to it. There are conflicting reports, the subspace jamming has significantly hindered regular communications. The Star Empire and Free State seem to be hard at work trying to-

-𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑠, "I did escape, with help, and now continue to serve our people. Commander Beldas was good enough to bring me to you...I am sure you know him?"

"Jolan tru, I would never have imagined that youth that had so many questions and opinions for me on an academy visit to the Senate would be here, a commander of a resistance flotilla." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑎𝑛. 𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑒𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑖𝑟-

-𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟.

"Shaoi dan, Khre'riov D'Tan; as the fyyholnen of the Anna'eri Rheilhhu Rihan, N'Viell u'Thilux, I am here to present myself to you as a voice of my people, in friendship and mutual alliance."

-𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒, ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑.

"Khre'riov, the fyyholnen of the Kre'ey Rheilhhu is here!" 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒. 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒-

-𝑡𝑒𝑐ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑧𝑒.

𝐺𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑, 𝑒𝑥𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝. 𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑠, 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ, 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑘 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛-

𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑑. 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟. 𝐴 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦, 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙.

"I hope this goes smoothly." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟-

-𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑, 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒.

𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠.

𝑂𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑜𝑓 𝑅𝑖ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑠, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦-

"Beldas, shut it off!! It is driving me insane! No...I am not leaving the bridge!"

"Beldas! You've fought them!!"

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠, 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑙𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑝, 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑎𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑡

"The D'tarri?! They'll slaughter everyone!!"

𝐻𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒

"Shaoi dan, Commander Tol, I regret we delayed you, and thank you for retrieving us." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑤, 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑠

-𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, "silent response, group 3."

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑏𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑑𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑤, 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑦

-𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑛, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑡'𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑡

"What is it?"

"It's the 𝘍𝘷𝘪𝘪𝘹, Senator!" 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑

"Beldas..." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝-