Deep Space
The Dove, The Pilgrim, The White Rabbit, and hopefully Errowyn had all docked together in Deep Space. This far out there were no planets, no stars, nothing for light years in any direction. It had been nearly an hour since they found out what had happened on 188604... enough time for everyone to shower, eat, and for Alex to have the device in his head disabled.
Vier was showing a briefing on the current situation.
"The Elysians only have one ship around 188604. Van Banning's hexagon has been destroyed. Raphael and Ivory have been abducted. The Spacers have left the area, and the remaining parties... myself and Ragnarok... have been extended invitations to join this new Elysian Government."
Vier would look over at Uso,
"Luckily, my father's stipulations were that I help
you so long as you assist my with my construction efforts. However in light of these recent developments it seems that we should re-negoitate our agreement."
The display screen would zoom out, and then zoom in on Nepleslia.
"One ship would not be much of an issue for me. However there is a ship production facility on Nepleslia that is producing a large number of ships. We should expect another dozen before the end of the week. Another two dozen before the end of the month. As you have a talent for destruction. I would assume you would be able to handle this part of the operation. They have numerous fighter squadrons, and ample ground defenses..."
Uso would look at Vier for a moment as she started going over the specifics of just what was in place. Then over at Alex... then back at the display table.
"Well... guess that is it then. Sorry for dragging you into this Sarena... feel free to keep the robot. Flynn and Errowyn, you'll get your pay plus a little extra. Alex, how do you feel about starting a life on one of the Nepleslian colonies? A real school, friends, not getting exploded all the time?" Uso said.