First Of Her Class!

[Above Mars: Falcanian Orbital Construction Facility]

Vivid blue, gold racing stripes marked its compact, tine wrought hull, FS-Vor Kiral Kra soared upward, out of the Martian atmosphere, flanked by three X-Wing Mark 1 Warhawk starfighters headed for the construction platform where the final assembly of the new battleships was underway. On the command deck of his daughter’s ship, the Shotar peered out the forward window as the FS-Vor Kiral Kra rotated, to bring itself into line with the nearest battleship. Lost deep in thought, hands behind his back, Sharr’s armored tail casually swayed while he watched the docking maneuver. A groan from his side caused Sharr to turn away from the expanse of space, to glance with concern at the woman who waited beside him. Ah yes! Aria, his beloved, rebooted human lover, she hated space travel. True, at first, like most she had been intrigued by it, but unluckily enough, on Aria’s first ever off planet expedition, the gravity on their yacht failed. From then on Aria despised going off planet.

The new battleships could be discerned among silver latticework, keels highlighted by spotlights. Long hulls, like that of a rifle with a bayonet at its point made it clear these new vessels were in truth weapons platforms, which centered on a forward main gun. At the rear, three huge thrusters charged hot-blue ready to take the ship into deep space. Large nacelles, much like an FS-9’s atmospheric jets housed maneuvering thrusters were mounted on pylons, starboard and portside. A domed conning tower surmounted the mid-dorsal of the craft. And most striking of all, attached on the FX-24’s prow were a single-edged blade located beneath the space battleship’s ‘Shiva Star‘ particle cannon, meant to house the battleship’s main sensors.

The FS-Vor Kiral Kra began its docking sequence, an airlock system cycled, and a series of doors opened and closed for the FS-Vor Kiral Kra to enter and land under the great blade where the main Raptor and Nemesis starfighter bays had been placed. Presently the forward winged spaceship adjusted its VTOL engines to nestle itself along side dozens of its sister ships in one of the alcoves that lined the bulkhead of the hanger deck. Where also piles of pronged shaped Nemesis-Class starfighters had been stacked.

A lift brought the crew of the FS-Vor Kiral Kra down to the lower hanger bay where they were greeted by the supreme overseer of the FX-24 Project: Grand Admiral Arodsur Krag. “T’Saar!” Saluted the Grand Admiral. Arodsur Krag, like most Falcanian males had facial hair, in this case a trimmed auburn beard that ended in two braided points. He wore a black jodtok, decorated with many markers of his supreme rank. “Welcome aboard the IFV Arshira’s Ascension !” Boomed Arodsur. “The first of her class.”

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From Under A Raptor’s Wings…

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