Post by Sovereign on Apr 9, 2008 23:25:00 GMT
The Punisher was drifting through space, currently with no real destination. Captain Embrel, under direct orders from Captain Gaius, had halted the ship in a position in space undetectable to the Remnant. Gaius stood on the command bridge, next to Embrel, looking out the front viewplate.
"So Gaius, what happens now my friend. We have left the Empire. We need a plan of action. I trust in your judgement my friend, but this will need some real thinking."
Gaius nodded, his stormtrooper helmet showing the movements.
[blue]"Yes. I have been contemplating this thoroughly. I have some ideas, but as you say, it will need real thinking. I am not going to make any decisions on a whim."[/blue]
Embrel nodded in quiet agreement. After that he walked back over to some computer panels, overseeing deck command. Gaius stayed where he stood, looking out into the infinite of space. Gaius and his men needed a purpose. He knew they would need something to do... they were getting bored of sitting on the ship all the time. They were soldiers, that was what they did, and they hadnt seen real combat for a while now. The break was nice, and the men thought so as well, but all good things end. Now it grew tense as they were waiting for Gaius to make a decision, willing to follow wherever he might go.
"So Gaius, what happens now my friend. We have left the Empire. We need a plan of action. I trust in your judgement my friend, but this will need some real thinking."
Gaius nodded, his stormtrooper helmet showing the movements.
[blue]"Yes. I have been contemplating this thoroughly. I have some ideas, but as you say, it will need real thinking. I am not going to make any decisions on a whim."[/blue]
Embrel nodded in quiet agreement. After that he walked back over to some computer panels, overseeing deck command. Gaius stayed where he stood, looking out into the infinite of space. Gaius and his men needed a purpose. He knew they would need something to do... they were getting bored of sitting on the ship all the time. They were soldiers, that was what they did, and they hadnt seen real combat for a while now. The break was nice, and the men thought so as well, but all good things end. Now it grew tense as they were waiting for Gaius to make a decision, willing to follow wherever he might go.
