"GENERAL VERLE!" A female voice screeched!
The entrance to Verle's office slid open to allow for the entry of a very irate woman and her cat. Gloriana stomped over to the front of the desk while holding a vigilant-looking Clixie.
"Miaow!" The Rubarthan Sentinel Cat hissed.
"What is your wish, madame?"
"Why aren't you dispatching our entire fleet to Prosperous Hill VI already?! Why are we still parked in the outer system as if nothing has changed?!"
"Calm down, please. Raising your tone will do no good." General Verle urged as he put down his current work.
The woman sighed and sat down on the chair. "Speak."
"The Life Research Association is in the grip of a revolution. The so-called Supreme Revolution has turned allies against allies and friends against friends. The Lifers are so split up right now that they are attacking each other for both deliberate and inane reasons. We can't afford to get caught in the middle of their fight."
