Board Thread:The Company/@comment-24930445-20140615054833/@comment-24866242-20140622061733

''”Captain, the device is installed. Mr. Lenits has it wired into the power grid and he’s clearing the airlock now.”''

“Thank you, Deno.” Travers closed the link with his engineer and opened a link to the hangar bay. “Bridge to Flight Control. Those fighters secured yet?”

”They are, Captain.”

“Good, I want maintenance to go over them with a fine tooth comb before we get there. Bridge out.” Travers slumped in the captain’s chair and tapped his fingers on the armrest impatiently. “Helm, get us underway as soon as that airlock is closed.”

“Confirmed, Captain. Locks disengaging now. We’ll be off as soon as they clear.”

Jack had been leaning against one of the consoles as he watched his brother work. He could feel Travers’ impatience and matched it tic for tic.

“Won’t be long now.” Alex had leaned back in his chair, having cleared them from the dock.

“No, just two more damn days of waiting. We should have been on her tail.” Jack growled in frustration. “Not sure I can stand this waiting much longer. I think I’ll go take a look at those fighters. Maybe I’ll occupy myself with ‘authenticating’ them a little. Take out some frustration.”

Travers glanced over at Jack, frowning. “You are not going to blast those ships in my hanger, Jack. Too much in there to damage.”

Jack shrugged then smirked at his brother. “Not even a hand held?” He sighed at his brother’s dead pan look. “Ah, no.. ok. You got any torches then? A scorch mark’s a scorch mark. Blaster fire would have been better though.”

Travers shook his head as he watched Jack leave. Truth be told, he wished he could fire a blaster at something himself. Two days. Two days of not knowing what was happening on the other end.

On the view screen Nash station shrank before them then slid off the screen as they began the climb out of Itaea’s gravity well. “Andy, make that jump at the absolute minimum safe distance. And maximum sublight until then. Don’t be stingy.”

At the helm Andrea Higgins nodded though she couldn’t help feeling a little miffed. Like everyone else, she was anxious to get underway. They all had friends that had been taken. “Aye, sir. Should be able to make the jump once we clear the asteroid belt. Plotting a course that keeps us clear of the bigger gas giants.”

“I should have gone with ‘em.” Ry looked over the departure records of the Krita.

“No. You need to be here and recover a bit more before you go charging into battle again. She’ll be fine, Ryax. She always seems to land on her feet.” LaeAnne watched him from a chair next to his bed. She had always been pretty good at hiding her feelings and emotions, but she was fairly certain he could see every worry line in her face. She only partially believed her own words. After knowing what Jos had in mind for Kat... she didn’t want to think about it.

“I still should have gone.” He sighed heavily and put the data pad on the bed next to him. “Has Devlin found anything on this Raegyn George person?”

“It should be on the pad. She’s a well respected slave trader, specializing in…” She sighed heavily as she realized there would be no good way to say this. “She specializes in sex slaves with extreme modifications to owner’s specifications. I won’t go into details. You wouldn’t believe me anyway, but she trades from a planet close by where the laws are a bit more lenient.”

“Yeah well, we can worry about her when and if Jos actually succeeds. How much longer before we can get Vextis out of here?”

“If everything goes well, we can be underway first thing in the morning.”

He sighed heavily and laid his head back against the bed.