SRR AylhrChapter Eleven: Entering the Neutral Zone
[Oira, SRR Aylhr, Rihannsu Space]

"Rekkhai, we have received a transmission from Galae Command. It read's only 'Do ninte duty for the Rheilhhu (Republic)'. The message ends there.

Dais'erie'RiovConn'Hae i'Caernu tr'Rok sat in the Command Throne looking out at the viewscreen showing the magnified picture of the SRR t'Rakla, floating motionless in space. The message was ambiguous in the extreme. It also left the blame for anything going wrong directly on his shoulders. Conn'Hae knew exactly what he planned to do.

"Gonaiih'Saehne (Helm Officer) set course for the t'Rakla, Full impulse. Hhdael'Ifvelhr'Saehne (StratOps Officer), order the other ships to follow. Amnei'Saehne, reh want full sensor readings on that vessel before we reach it."

The orders given Conn'Hae watched as the Aylhr moved gracefully forward. He flicked the screen of his mini console by hte arm of his Throne seeing the SRR Hrao'd'era and SRR Terha move up to each flank while the SRR Sentaire took up position further back behind the Aylhr.

The small squadron quickly gained speed as it zipped across the forbidden borderline which was the edge of the Neutral Zone.

"Rekkhai, we have now entered the Neutral Zone." Farein t'Charon ackowledged what he already knew to be true. If they were caught by Starfleet now there would be some very difficult explaining to be done.

"Gonaiih, increase speed to Warp 8." he ordered, a slight choke in his voice as he broke the recent Treaty signed on Koahht 24 within Lloann'na Space, the place of the recent massacre of so many Rihannsu Soldiers.

Conn'Hae watched as the stars around them lined out when Arrain tr'Randuiel moved them up to warp speed, the three K'Sejnik class destroyers increasing pace to keep up with the Wing Command Ship.

"Rekkhai, our ETA with the t'Rakla is eight hours at this speed." called tr'Randuiel.

Conn'Hae cursed silently. That gave the thieves on board plenty of time to get the Warbird moving and away from them. He had no desire to have to chase them deep into Lloann'na territory but then he knew the Warbird was no match for the Aylhr or the quick paced K'Sejnik's in terms of speed, or manoueverability. Hopefully the chase would be short and he could flee back over the border before anyone in Starfleet knew any different.

EnArrain t'Vrin, au have the Oira." He said as he stepped out from his Command Throne and motioned with his head for Arrain tr'Rok to follow.

Both men headed for the Turbolift and entered it silently.

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