Zakalwe
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Three hours after returning to his ship Arbion was sitting on its bridge and getting the results of a final status check. Sure certain losses had to be made in order to finish the preparations in the time needed, but actually not as many as might be expected. And it hardly mattered in any case – what was the temporary inconvenience and pain of a few hundred for the eternal glory of Arbion and the Empire!
And so now the bay doors closed and locked, and orders were passed out that everyone was to go to their assembled quarters and to remain their for the launch. An hour into the journey they could emerge. Small teams of Elysian Infantry and Seraph were circling the ship to enforce this curfew – partially in order to give them something to do.
The Itineris broke away from orbit in a slow turn and leisurely took up a position one AU away from New Elysia with the front of the ship pointing towards its destination. Not far away in astronomical terms lay the Dawn and the Dagian, both staying at the one AU distance and point towards their relevant systems. On the Itineris the frontal screen of the bridge came to life showing the quietly smiling Senator Sheatiel. Sheatiel was a rather dashing looking Elysian, but the truly stunning figure was the one sitting on his lap – his husband, Slarael. Slarael's body seemed to combine the attractive features of man and woman without looking androgynous that it was widely (if quietly) speculated that he had been genetically modified.
"In the midst of your farewell you decided you could not be parted?â€
And so now the bay doors closed and locked, and orders were passed out that everyone was to go to their assembled quarters and to remain their for the launch. An hour into the journey they could emerge. Small teams of Elysian Infantry and Seraph were circling the ship to enforce this curfew – partially in order to give them something to do.
The Itineris broke away from orbit in a slow turn and leisurely took up a position one AU away from New Elysia with the front of the ship pointing towards its destination. Not far away in astronomical terms lay the Dawn and the Dagian, both staying at the one AU distance and point towards their relevant systems. On the Itineris the frontal screen of the bridge came to life showing the quietly smiling Senator Sheatiel. Sheatiel was a rather dashing looking Elysian, but the truly stunning figure was the one sitting on his lap – his husband, Slarael. Slarael's body seemed to combine the attractive features of man and woman without looking androgynous that it was widely (if quietly) speculated that he had been genetically modified.
"In the midst of your farewell you decided you could not be parted?â€