****** The Deck Officer's anticipating gaze shifted back and forth from his captain to the sensor report before he finally mustered the courage to inquire, "Should we move in now Captain?" Annoyed at have had to wait so long for her subordinate's interrogative so she could properly denigrate it Captain Andrews responded curtly, "Negative." She'd had to wait so long for the inevitable query that she'd forgotten the choice words she'd come up with and so instead simply explained, "We'll wait until they're together with a relative zero velocity. Sabha is not going to rabbit on us again." Startled by the lack of invective the Deck Officer simply replied, "Yes sir." After another moment of consideration Captain Andrews inquired, "What do we have on this Appaloosa?" Having anticipated this and a dozen other likely demands from his captain the Deck Officer recited, "She's a converted Q-ship, Belgian class with upgraded sensors, engines, and even a spinal mount particle beam. Even with all that she's no match for us." With a sneer Andrews said, "Let's hope they make the mistake of not realizing that." Toying with all the tactical options in her head for a while Andrews finally ordered, "Once they're both in the heart of the field bring us in nice and quiet.
