| Captain Blackbird headed directly for the center chair. Captain Cain took the Chair to the left. Captain Mansel took the one to the right, while General Brungess stood close by.” “Do we have departure clearance?” Captain Blackbird asked, trying to get comfortable in the chair. Cain nodded. “Just received it, sir.” “Clear all moorings, Commander.” “Moorings cleared, sir.” “Fly us out.” The Stealthlon-B glided out; unaware by anyone on duty at Starbase 1 that the UNSF’s newest ship had just been stolen. |