[Oira, SRR D`Aylhr]
tr`Rok stood at the tactical console of the ship. Returning to duty helped to
keep his mind off of the recent sad times. He was going over in his mind the
positive things. Sarahl's marriage to Conn'hae. The birth of Kod`ve and Keran's
son. His mind was distracted as the comms panel before him flashed. He reached
out and accepted the transmission with the touch of a panel.
tr`Vemek's face appeared before him. "Rekkhai! Reh must report an accident."
tr`Rok raised a brow, "Ie kre nnea dev, proceed" "Io nnea Dev is yy`a, he fell
on my kalen during an exercise. His foot slipped, reh did na react quickly
enough to save him, the taeron was quick to send a team, but it was to na be"
tr`Rok's face was set and unhappy, twice now he had lost the leader of the Dev,
the crack team he and Conn'hae kept in readiness for covert operations.
"continue the training as programmed, au have command - - - for now!" tr`vemek's
face vanished as the older rihan tapped the comms panel again. "Fvadt!" He
cursed quietly under his breath. Only the grin on the face of Jarok tr`Randuiel
at the gonaii station made it feel worse as Thuryn realised Jarok had overheard
the conversation.
[Hhdael`Ifvelvhr`Hnahfvier 40 siuren later]
tr`Rok looked at the ISD in his hand and smiled. Jarok would na like this. He
had told the leih of the accident and of his plan for a replacement, someone to
head the Dev and act as Daise`Dheno`Saehne. Seldom had Thuryn seen such
determination and passion in a young Rihan. He knew this was the right choice
for both the Dev and the Aylhr.
He sits at his desk and taps the computer panel to access communications,
"Avaenndraev, secure channel tho io tho, authority tr`Rok red kre kre, the home
of Arrain Kod`ve tr`Charon and Farein Keran t`Charon!" The computer took a few
seconds to establish the link and the face of t`Charon appeared before him,
"tr`Rok?? Au are well? Fvah is wrong??" In her arms was the child she had given
birth to only months earlier. "Na! All is well with arhva. Sarahl has news for
au though, reh will leave her to tell au when au meet next. Ninte faelirh looks
strong, fvah did au name him??" The older man made idle chat for two or three
minutes before turning serious, "t`Charon, reh have a post for au, if, au are
willing to return to duty so soon. Ninte child may be placed where au wish. Reh
even offer arham home and the staff there, if au wish. The SRR Aylhr and the SRR
Vrelnec`ahui are members of the same strike wing, mnean have need of a
Daise`Dheno`Saehne on the Aylhr, the Leih is willing to offer au the post. Reh
offer au a second command, a special squad known only as the Dev. Their
existence is na known even to the crew here. They are simply the Dheno`saehne-a.
There will be danger and of course ninte old daehlen tr`Randuiel is mnei
Gonnaih`Saehne.. .. .. ..??" Thuryn raised both brows questioningly.
[10 siuren later - Oira]
Arrain tr`Rok crossed the oira and stood before the door of the Leih's ready
room, he pressed the entry chime panel and waited... smiling and nodding
politely to tr`Randuiel as he did so...
The doors open and he enters.
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