Eucharis was finally repaired. Those who had volunteered were aboard, and those that had not were left on the station. Taisa Hanako sat in the captain's seat, a pensive look on her face as her golden eyes ran over the latest information from SAINT on the control panel in front of her. The images were redundant; she could see everything in her mind. Sometimes Hanako felt she the line between herself and the ship was becoming blurred.
With a brief mental command, Eucharis went to light speed, traveling via stealthier subspace methods rather than the faster but obvious hyperspace. The red-and-gray gunship was now in its own little reality bubble, moving towards its target: a seemingly ideal place to catch an NMX squadron.
Her hand went to her phone and she dialed the main intercom. "All hands, please ensure you and the ship are prepped for starship combat when the time comes. I encourage everyone to make backups as well."
With a brief mental command, Eucharis went to light speed, traveling via stealthier subspace methods rather than the faster but obvious hyperspace. The red-and-gray gunship was now in its own little reality bubble, moving towards its target: a seemingly ideal place to catch an NMX squadron.
Her hand went to her phone and she dialed the main intercom. "All hands, please ensure you and the ship are prepped for starship combat when the time comes. I encourage everyone to make backups as well."