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>A youth, clean shaven. His brown hair is neatly combed back, and his eyes have a sparkle to them. You can tell he’s no greenhorn.
It’s a little unexpected that someone so young is in command of a ship already, but The Republic has had to call up everyone it can to serve. And you can tell by the way he holds himself and looks at you with sparkling green eyes that he’s not some trumped up cadet. He looks a little surprised at the strength of your grip, but he takes it in stride.
“Captain Eseus Tyro. Good to meet you, Commander.”
>Likewise.
“It’s funny. I’m about twice your age and yet you’ve done more than I ever have in my entire career. When was your first battle, Commander?”
>Geonosis. Same as Fabian.
“I see. Fighting since the very beginning. There’s not many of you left, is there?"
Fabian shakes his head. “No. But those of us that are still here tend to be the best.” He nods in your direction. At that, the doors to the bridge slide open and Fisher and Yegor come walking in. Captain Tyro looks pleased, and motions them over.
“Good, you’re all here. Now we can begin. If you will follow me please.”
He leads you to the holotable, which is displaying the Republic fleet in orbit. Half the ships are coloured red, the other blue, and both coloured groups are facing each other, some sections moving about while others hold position. Captain Tyro looks up at you.
“This is the situation in orbit. Both sides are deadlocked and trying to prevent anyone from leaving the planet or system, including each other. They can’t commence orbital bombardment and destroy the enemy ground forces because that’d leave them open to attack from the other fleet. That’s the only reason why you clones can even fight each other down there, if, uh, you’ll excuse me saying that. There’s intermittent battles and skirmishes, probing attacks trying to find weaknesses, but I don’t think they’ve found much to work with. All they’ve done is antagonise each other and wasted their ships in futile attacks.”
He looks a little distracted for a moment, as if some memory has suddenly come to the surface, then returns to the briefing.
“I expect there’ll be a general fleet battle soon, within a few hours maybe, and that’s when we’ll need to chance it. The two sides will be too busy trying to kill each other that we might be able to slip through with a minimal amount of damage. I’ve heard of scenarios like this at the academy, but I never thought I’d actually have to pull it off… Anyway, I think we can do it. We took some hits on the way down, nothing serious, but I’d really like to avoid taking any more. <span class="mu-i">The Regent’s</span> a tough girl, but she won’t last long under concentrated fire.”
