[GMA Exp Fleet]
Khendon walks, steel-toed boots emitting slight clanks, towards the bridge. The automatic door slides to reveal his figure; all on deck snap to attention and salute. He returns the gesture and walks towards his chair. Khendon spins the object designed for sitting on several times until it faces him, as it moves passed him he jumps on and it takes a forward position, view port in front. “Status!” Khendon says in a commanding voice.
“Sir, we’ll be at Lorah’l in exactly twenty-two minutes and nine seconds.”
“Thank you, bring us to red alert status, all weapons charged. Have the fleet prepare for battle, I’ll issue formation orders in ten minutes.”
“Aye, Sir!”