Sector 1600
Planet 1616
January
25, 2052
Tassos
Anastasios sat in his quarters looking at a list of cargo trade
reports. He brushed his brown stubble as he flipped through the
papers looking carefully for any discrepancies. After a thorough
read, he stood up to take a stretch when his tall blonde wife walked
in with a stunning dress.
“Tassos.”
she walked up to him and planted a kiss on his lips.
“How
are you my dear?” Tassos put his hands on her shoulders and looked
her square in the eye.
“I
am well, what are you doing love?” she asked.
“Same
old paperwork.” Tassos tossed the report onto his desk ran his
fingers through her golden straightened hair.
The
couple's moment was interrupted by a tall dark-haired man with
markings of a captain.
“Tassos,
it's important.” the man held up a folder as he watched Tassos'
wife sit on the desk.
“What
is it Dimitris?” Tassos approached the captain.
“NB
trade ships did not arrive today. It's been half an hour and we
haven't been able to contact them.” Dimitris handed the folder to
his commanding officer.
“That's
not normal...NB are always right on the dot with their shipments.”
Tassos looked at the ship logs inside the folder.
“Shall
we send a fleet to investigate sir?” Dimitris suggested.
“Stella?”
Tassos turned to look at his wife for a response.
“Unless
you rather be looking at reports all day.” Tassos' wife replied
with a shrug.
“Prep
a fleet and let's take a trip north.” Tassos decided that it would
be best to leave his quarters to get some action.
“Be
home by supper.” Stella called out as the two men left the room
heading for the ship bay.
Tassos
and Dimitris made a light jog down the hallway and quickly entered
the busy hangars. Crates of supplies were being unloaded by other
trade partners while others came here to refuel their ships to
continue on their space journeys.
“General
Anastasios, your Nighthawk is ready for launch.” a soldier reported
as he removed a thick cable from under the ship's wings.
“Good,
thank you.” Tassos looked at the brand new ship with new paint.
“I'll
get my Talon sir.” Dimitris dashed for a nearby pulse ray Talon
frigate painted “C. Nova”.
“Did
you install the rear thrusters IV as ordered?” Tassos walked to the
back of the ship and glanced at the engines.
“Yes
General. Two hex missiles and one disruptor ray built exactly to your
specifications.” the soldier grabbed a clipboard on a crate and
inspected.
“Excellent.”
Tassos ran up the ramp and got into the cockpit where the remaining
crew waited for him.
“Good
to go sir?” an operator asked from his chair with a hand on the
throttle.
“Yes,
let's go visit the Northerners.” Tassos sat comfortably in his
command chair.
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