Re: Role Play - Sci Fi
#201Throk gestured to a bridge servitor, and replied to Ghost. <Ghost you were aboard a ship that entered a warzone, were boarded by an unidentified ship that attacked our forces, and were found on the second ship. What do you expect our response to be? To greet the occupants of a hostile ship with milk and cookies? We did not destroy your people or your kingdom, and in fact tried to help save them and are at war with your enemies. You would do well to remember these facts. As to 'escape' you have it. We have no interest in joining your feast. When you are calmer, you know how to contact us. We will finish salvaging the debris from the battle and leave. Chel'Nak Shovah.> He turned to Khan Doq Ther, his second in command. "Micromanage the recycler crews as best you can, I want out of here as soon as possible. These fleshlings make me sick. The crews are authorized to fire on any ship attempting to steal the salvage, but do not attempt to board any disabled nonempire ships." Khan nodded and strode to a console as Throk sent an impulse to Severa. <You are no longer to heed any commands by ghost. Reintegrate your splinter with the fleet, and fire any non-Imperial survivors you picked up to the surface by drop pod.> A short flurry of pods left several of the black Servitor collectives, and the Fleet of The Master continued through the debris field harvesting the spoils and salvaging those empire ships that could be recovered.
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