Bzzzzt. Bzzzzzzzzzzzt. The stations comms are coming to life after Alexia's constant hacking.
Psssssh. "Can anyone...." psssssht
Suddenly a loud buzzing sound makes everyone flinch and puts a good ringing in their ears.
"Damn it Alexia, is it working now?" Nashh's voice comes through clearer than before.
"Should be sure." Alexia says, sounding a bit far away from her comms.
"That what you said an hour ago....and an hour before that." Nashh states. "If he gets pissed off it's you he will be kicking in the twat, not me!
"You have a twat Sir?" Alexia asks, still a bit far from her comms.
Ignoring Alexia, Nashh begins scrolling through any messages he may have missed and finally calls Acute into the office.
"Before you say any thing Sir," Acute starts "You'll need to know we are ready as instructed. All ships are stocked with ammo, fuel, and crewmen. We just await your order!
"For now the order is stand down." Nashh says with a bit of a crackle in his voice.
"But Sir, we're ready to go!" Acute starts, but Nashh holds up a hand for silence.
"I have no doubt that you and the other directors worked your asses off to get everyone ready. I also have no doubt about how prepared we are." Nashh explains. "Unfortunately Alexia wasn't the only one tampering with our comms and our war intent was leaked. The targets CEO contacted me personally and asked us to reconsider, in return they would leave Dame alone, for the most part!"
"What about the crewmen?" Acute asks. "They're itching for some explosions."
"Ill leave that up to you and Dame. I'm going for a week long leave." Nashh says. "You already know Alexia is on leave, which got cancelled for the war then reinstated, and Venom hasn't been reachable for days, no doubt stuck in a wormhole with no way out again. So do with the crewman as you see fit. Ive heard that the Amarr gits have been causing a stir around the bordering systems. Give them hell!"
"Yes Sir, but one quick question." Acute starts. "How long ago did their CEO contact you? The comms were down for about 13 hours."
"Id say maybe 30 minutes prior to our comms trouble, which was because Alexia was trying to listen in on the diplomatic talk." Nashh says. "She did come back to the station to fix it so don't hold too big of a grudge, she wanted to fight just as much as you.
"Where is she now Sir?" Acute asked.
"I believe she is getting ready to head back out on leave. Docking bay number 12 if my memory implant tells me correctly." Nashh says with a grin.
"Yes Sir" Acute says as he rushes out the door.
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