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Slowly, the Scourgebane moved through the blackness of space, the Commander was quietly watching the skirmish, or what was left of it play out across a large holographic projection. Kesslee stood in silence besides the man with his hands clasped firmly behind his back, eyes fixated on the large projection before them.

Kesslee didn’t say much, hardly a word to anyone aboard the cruiser for the duration of the trip, likewise he was met with mostly awkward silence from the crew, no one wanted to say the wrong thing in front of a confessor, let along the Grand Confessor, it was as if the Emperor himself was aboard this ship. It played out, and the air of tension was quite palpable.

Quietly the commander read the deep beam message as the text scrolled across his display, before he turned his attention to the helms crew.

“Bring engine power to fifteen percent, and engage deceleration drivers to twenty percent, bring our velocity to five point two five, and maintain present course.” The Commander ordered, and the two helm operators nodded.

“Aye sir.” They said in unison, before reaching out to manipulate large console levers, drawing them back to slow the massive vessel.

“Transmit a reply on the frequency, transmit authentication codes.” The Commander ordered.

”Attention Exogarden Command, this is Scourgebane Actual, I have the Grand Confessor on board with diplomatic mission priority, we are formally requesting priority access to diplomatic, and command channels. How copy?”

Terminating his broadcast, he turned to Kesslee, as the older man craned his neck to look at the Commander.

“Prepare my entourage, I must prepare myself.” The Grand Confessor added, as he turned to leave the CIC.