==/\==USS Charon, Deck 4 Section 1, Cabin 445, Cadet Aayla Bre'accoria's quarters==/\==
"For one's life to be estinquished by the simple flick of a swich is a terrible thing indeed.
-Hevor Kr'tion
-"Saga of A Star World" Volume One
[Incomming Transmission] The computer beeped.
Aayla sighed as she roused from her sleep to answer the computer's call. Her dark chestnut hair was tossled and in disarray as she got up and looked at her reflection in the glass top to her coffee table. She tried to straighten it out a bit before she answered the call but barely managed to get her hair to stay down. She then walked over to her ivory wood desk and pressed the COMM button. "Authorization Bre'accoria, Alpha-Voyager." She told the computer.
The screen rose from her desk and she sat down in the sky blue and ivory leather chair. She quickly tied her hair into a pony tail and she prepared herself for who ever was at the other end.
To Aayla's surprise her old mentor's face appeared on the screen, looking exactly the way Aayla remembered her. Warm, comforting, a sweet gray haired woman with dark purple bandages tied around her eyes. "Aayla, I come to inform you that as of this moment we are at War." She stated calmly.
Aayla was initaily taken back by the blunt statement and recent development and was in utter shock. "Who.........War with who?" Aayla asked.
The grey haired woman looked Aayla straight in the eye and Aayla prepared her self for who it was. "The Kree and the Gorn Sepratists." The woman said trying to stay calm her self as she said the word Gorn.
Aayla shook her head. "H.....how did this happen?" She inquired at the edge of her seat, both anxious and hesitant for a response.
"We staged a premedatory strike against the Colonies and we suceeded in the first wave, but the Kree ships mobilized faster than we thought and then Gorn ships jumped in behind the fleet and was able to destroy two thirds of the fleet over Humbraine, Cartion and Corbraine." Her mentor said with a shakey sense of ease.
Aayla sank back in her chair, how? why? She asked her self. "What's the current status?" She asked with her hand over her mouth in shock.
"Severe civilian casualties on the Colonies and mild Kree military losses, much of the fleet is still fighting its way back towards the DMZ and the nuclear detonations leveled much of Humbraine." Her mentor said without pain or a sense of triumph.
Aayla shook her head in disbelief. "Is there any counter offensive?" Aayla asked weakly.
"Some near the DMZ, but most of their resources are commited to evacuating the civilians from the nuclear blast zones." Her mentor stated as her hand jittered.
Aayla nodded. "Keep me posted." She said as she reached for the COMM button.
Her mentor tried to protest but Aayla cut the line. She sat in the chair shaking her head. "Where did we go wrong?" She said as she got up from the chair. "I need to tell the Captain." She said in a rebuffed scarcastic tone.
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Cadet Aayla Bre'accoria
Assistant Science Officer
USS Charon
