"What the heck is.... Osik get us out of...." Nothing but static. Mig sighed. 15 freighters, 3 arms freighter, and 4 escorts. Only a smattering of wreckage so far was found by recon vessels, and a stealth frigate would check the region, near the EOLT border. This... this made things complicated. Tensions were already on a high and now this.
Mig. What are we going to do. That was a massive convoy. No way we can ignore...."
"We aren't. It's just.... We have no way to know what happened. And I've seen this kind of thing before. People talk when you don't have answer right away, and it'll fall either on the aruetii'vod like yourself Nari, or the Empire. But we can't find all the information." The other Mandalorian looked, and Ash, one of the clan's AI, would appear, looking.
"Perhaps be direct? We don't know. No survivors, and limited wreckage. Have the stealth frigates follow the convoys unttttiilll.... So we can figure out what's going on." Mig stopped, looking at Ash. Same look, but different clothing. Wasn't odd for AI to experiment, but mid conversation?
"You ok?" Ash nodded.
"Perfectly fine. Just resyncing Star Phoenix's cores."
"You should really redock the core ship."
"Worry about this first Alor." Mig sighed, quickly tapping on a few things.
"Ok. I'll let Arla know, and give a public report of everything we know. Tell everyone to be ready. This was life for use years ago, the other clans...." Everyone seemed to get the message, and went about their duties. Mig placed a palm over his face. This wasn't going to end well, and he didn't need the Force to feel it.
Mig. What are we going to do. That was a massive convoy. No way we can ignore...."
"We aren't. It's just.... We have no way to know what happened. And I've seen this kind of thing before. People talk when you don't have answer right away, and it'll fall either on the aruetii'vod like yourself Nari, or the Empire. But we can't find all the information." The other Mandalorian looked, and Ash, one of the clan's AI, would appear, looking.
"Perhaps be direct? We don't know. No survivors, and limited wreckage. Have the stealth frigates follow the convoys unttttiilll.... So we can figure out what's going on." Mig stopped, looking at Ash. Same look, but different clothing. Wasn't odd for AI to experiment, but mid conversation?
"You ok?" Ash nodded.
"Perfectly fine. Just resyncing Star Phoenix's cores."
"You should really redock the core ship."
"Worry about this first Alor." Mig sighed, quickly tapping on a few things.
"Ok. I'll let Arla know, and give a public report of everything we know. Tell everyone to be ready. This was life for use years ago, the other clans...." Everyone seemed to get the message, and went about their duties. Mig placed a palm over his face. This wasn't going to end well, and he didn't need the Force to feel it.
