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Thank you. Intelligence, Commander Ninhursag?"

"We've done all we can with the non-data Dahak has been able to give us, Captain. YouтАЩve all seen our
reports." The stocky, pleasantry plain Imperial who had been NergalтАЩs spy within Anu's camp shrugged
"Until we have some hard facts to plug into our analyses, we're only marking time."

"I understand biosciences?"

"Bioscience is weary but ready, Captain," Fleet Captain (B) Cohanna replied. Fifty thousand years in
stasis hadnтАЩt blunted her confidenceтАж or her sense of humor. "We finished the last enhancement
procedures last month, and we're a little short on btotechnic hardware at the momentтАФ" that won a fresh
mutter of laughter"тАФbut other than that, we're in excellent shape."

"Thank you. Maintenance?"
"We're looking good, Captain." Fleet Captain (M) Geran was another of Nergal's "children," but aside
from his eyes, he looked more like a Terran, with dark auburn hair, unusually light skin for an Imperial,
and a mobile mouth that smiled easily. "Dahak's repair systems did a bang-up job, and he slapped
anything he wasn't using into stasis. I'd like more practice on damage control, butтАФ" He raised his right
hand, palm upward, and Colin nodded.

"Understood. Hopefully you'll have lots of time to go on practicing. We'll try to keep it that way.
Tactical?"

"We're in good shape, sir," Tamman said. "Battle Comp's doing well with simulators and training
problems. Our Terra-born aren't as comfortable with their neural feeds as I'd like yet, but that's only a
matter of practice."

"Logistics?"

"Buttoned up, sir," Fleet Commander (L) Caitrin O'Rourke said confidently. "We've got facilities for
three times the people we've actually got aboard, and all park and hydroponic areas have been fully
reactivated, so provisions and life support are no sweat. Magazines are at better than ninety-eight
percentтАФcloser to ninety-nineтАФand we're in excellent shape for spares."

"Engineering?"

"Engineering looks good, sir," Chernikov replied "Our Imperials and Terra-born have shaken down
extremely well together. I am confident."

"Good. Very good" Colin leaned back and smiled at his officers, glad none of them had tried to gloss
over any small concerns they still had Not that he'd expected them to.

"In that case, I think we can conclude, unless there are any questions?" As he'd expected there were
none. In a very real sense, this meeting had been almost ceremonial, a chance for them to show their
confidence to one another.

"Very well." He rose and nodded to them all. "We shall adjourn." He started for the door, and a mellow
voice spoke again.

"Attention on deck," it repeated, and Colin swallowed a resigned sigh as his solemn-faced officers stood