[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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