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ON "Entering Firegon space" Tenza reported from the helm/OPS panel of the Dauntless. :Thank you, Lieutenant," Rayne acknowledged. :Put the ship on yellow alert." He wasn't taking any chances. The Firegon were a ruthless combination of the Ferengi and Klingon races, and they were hungry for territory. They took over whatver they thought was theirs and were not kind to the prisoners they took in. The small status beacons about the bridge started flashing yellow. Rayne knew that the same small beacons would be flashing throughout the ship. Within a minuite, status reports from the various departments flooded the bridge. The ship was ready. Almost. "Bridge to engineering," Rayne said, tapping the comm switch on his command chair. "Ensign Darrow? Status on those modifications?" OFF Commander Rayne McCloud Executive Office Pasteur Station |
