Sova Carrier Aesir

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Sova Carrier Aesir

Prologue: 125 T.O.C. While trying to find more lost colonies to join the Trade Order, we happened on a lone desert world around a red sun. The colony there performed heinous scientific and social deviancy. When the diplomats returned it caused a massive uproar from the people. To keep the peace, the Trade Order commissioned a battle fleet to be used to exile these twisted cousins out of trader space. Lead by three capitol ships: Akkan Battlecruiser Iscariot, Kol Battleship Ignis, and Sova Carrier Aesir. There are also twenty Cobalt light frigates, five Javelis LRM frigates, and five Garda Flak frigates in the battle fleet. The captains of the capitol ships are as follows: Rear Admiral Herald Fitzpatrick on the Iscariot, Vice-Admiral Cesca Peron on the Ignis, and Fleet Admiral John Nova on the Aesir.

“Sova Carrier Mark I you are clear for launch; Godspeed” “Very good, this is Sova Carrier Aesir leaving Alpha Factory and joining battle fleet.” The fleet gathered on the edge of planet Mantra’s gravity well. “This is Admiral Nova, we are embarking on a blockade mission, Threat level orange, and we don’t know what these fiends are capable of so keep an eye out. If they do not comply with the exile mandate we have orders to kill all of them. I would prefer to not do that but I will if necessary. Just follow my orders and we will get along fine. Now all ships prepare phase jump engines and set course for planet Anton that is all.” I click the com off, and headed to my quarters for the long flight.

Phase space is a version of FTL the only practical FTL developed but even going faster then light it can take weeks for ships to jump to other systems. Phase space is easily plotted, energy efficient, and cheap to manufacture the drives. Scientists have tried to make a just as efficient drive but to no avail.

I hear a knock on my door. “Come in.” It was Kelly Baron the navigational officer. “Sir, I was wondering if you know why we don’t just kill them instead of exiling them just to come back again?” I had thought about this myself during the building of the Aesir. “The trade council decided that exile was the best course of action. I can only hope they don’t return. Come sit down let me get you a drink.” I open my personal fridge. “What would you like?” “Sir you know alcoholic drinks are banned on all trader ships!” I chuckle. “I meant what juice Lieutenant Baron.” She is embarrassed and flushes. “Oh, sorry for accusing you of breaking laws, sir.” she says embarrassedly. “Don’t worry about it,” I say while handing her some grape juice and pouring myself a glass. “But why else are you here?” I swirl my glass of grape juice as if it was fine wine. She takes a tentative sip then replies “I wanted to talk to you about the Aesir.” I look at her questioningly while taking a small drink out of my glass. “What about it?” she chuckles “basic info such as how many hawks and gulls does she carry, what is her weapons you know basics.” I take another drink and answer. “well as you know this is a carrier class, meaning high amounts of small strike craft and less weapons but that said she packs a punch, 4 pulse laser batteries on both port and starboard, on the fore she has 2 pulse batteries and a nuclear missile bank. The Aesir also has a compliment of 105 strike craft, seven squads of fifteen, five gulls and ten hawks in each squad. Does that answer your question?” I say while draining the last of my juice. “Yes it does, Fleet Admiral, thank you,” she finished her juice and stood up, “I think I should leave now.” She bows and heads for the door. “Thank you Lieutenant for the discussion you are welcome to come by anytime.”

When I woke up from my sleeping period I went to the command deck and entered the bridge. I relieve the XO to his sleep period. I look at the charts; we were still a good week from planet Anton. I call up my lead hawk pilot. Cpt. Rainer was one of the best hawk pilots in the trade order. He was a pirate originally but saved from the gallows, because of his prowess with strike craft. I watch him as he walks onto the bridge, haughty and aloof, he will learn his place eventually. “Fleet Admiral, you wished to see me?” Rainer says with a cocky swagger. “Yes I did captain. I want to know why you have painted you hawk fire red?” he looks down and chuckles under his breath. “Will that be all, Sir?” I glare at the hotshot. “You didn’t answer my question Mr. Rainer.” He looks up to me “You want an answer? Well here it is; why the hell not?...sir” “That will be all Mr. Rainer” I watch him leave the bridge. I shake my head. “What I’m I going to do with that boy.” I mutter to myself.

“That can’t be right,” Fredrick double and triple checked but it was true. “Of course I hate you Murphy… ” Fredrick called up the command nucleus. “Yes get me the Fleet Admiral.” “This is Nova what’s the problem?” “Sir, we need to deactivate the phase drives.” Shocked the admiral responds, “what do you mean shut it off we are still six days away!” “Sir, trust me we had a coolant valve burst, must have been crappy fast wields.” “Okay thank you Mr. Rosen.” I hang up the private com. “Navigations deactivate phase jump on my mark. Communications relay order to disengage phase to the fleet.” “bu-” the nav. officer was interrupted by me. “That’s an order!” “Yes sir.”