... We make war that we may live in peace...
From the bridge of the great Super Star Destroyer Negoiator, I look down on the planet below.
Storm clouds are gathering there... it never ends. It never rains but it pours. Such as it is with the weather and such as it is with war.
And today we are at war. The galaxy is a dangerous place... and I feel it has just grown much more dangerous.
I thought that the worst was over. I was wrong.
"Admiral?" I turn.
"What is it, ensign?" I ask. I'm not in a mood to talk. Not now.
"We're getting a priotity message from the surface - Mr Vinda's office." I sigh. So it begins.
"I'll take it in my quarters." I say, getting up. But how will it end?
"Very good, sir." The young man leaves as enter the turbolift.
My quarters are empty - a bed, a few items; blasters and other essentials, and the com terminal. A red light flashes there.
I sit and activate the machine.
<font color=red><tt>Authorization Required: Enter Authorization Code Now</font></tt>
I give my code.
<font color=red><tt>Welcome, Admiral Isstal. Message decyrpting... message ready:
TO: Dxun Isstal (Super Star Destroyer 'Negotiator')
FROM: Seth Vinda (Bonaden)
SUBJECT: Your Eyes Only
MESSAGE TEXT: Admiral, you have your authorization. Move the fleet out immediatly.
END MESSAGE</font><tt>
I sigh and get up.
"Captain, you are go. Take us out, full sublight until we clear the system."
The man acknowledges.
Truly now it has begun...
