Abwehran Commander
Inactive Member
AF 259, Fourth Quarter, First Month, 2nd Day
Location: HMS Fearless, Docked to Weltraumflotte HQ
It was close to dawn as the crew of the HMS Fearless slowly started to awaken to the day of their first mission. Breakfast was being prepared in the galley and many of the engineers and technicians had decided to ready the ship for its maiden voyage. Several Marines had already begun their daily exercises in the gym while the bridge crew was merely filtering into the bridge to ready their station.
Their Captain, on the other hand, was in her office finishing up the necessary paperwork for the HMS Fearless' release from the dock. After all, no military ran on ammunition and Mag-Bottles alone. Sometimes, many officers believed that the Abwehran Armed Forces could probably burn the majority of there paperwork to generate as much energy as the largest Fission-Fusion Reactor.
Sighing as she finished the last stroke of her stylus upon the FED, Erna picked up her sound phone and opened up the intercom system. "All hands, this is your Captain." she began calmly. "Prepare to leave dock in twenty minutes, repeat...prepare to leave dock in twenty minutes." she finished as she closed the line and stood up from her desk. "Time to get this boat into space where it belongs," she muttered as she straightened her uniform out and headed out of her quarters.
Location: HMS Fearless, Docked to Weltraumflotte HQ
It was close to dawn as the crew of the HMS Fearless slowly started to awaken to the day of their first mission. Breakfast was being prepared in the galley and many of the engineers and technicians had decided to ready the ship for its maiden voyage. Several Marines had already begun their daily exercises in the gym while the bridge crew was merely filtering into the bridge to ready their station.
Their Captain, on the other hand, was in her office finishing up the necessary paperwork for the HMS Fearless' release from the dock. After all, no military ran on ammunition and Mag-Bottles alone. Sometimes, many officers believed that the Abwehran Armed Forces could probably burn the majority of there paperwork to generate as much energy as the largest Fission-Fusion Reactor.
Sighing as she finished the last stroke of her stylus upon the FED, Erna picked up her sound phone and opened up the intercom system. "All hands, this is your Captain." she began calmly. "Prepare to leave dock in twenty minutes, repeat...prepare to leave dock in twenty minutes." she finished as she closed the line and stood up from her desk. "Time to get this boat into space where it belongs," she muttered as she straightened her uniform out and headed out of her quarters.