>
> "By all means. I know that this does not need to be said, but we
>must not be followed." He said neutrally.
>
Selara gave him a flat look which said, "duh."
>
>Once inside the craft, "We will be heading into the asteroid field around
>Cerberis. The exact destination we can discuss when we get closer."
>
>
>Cerberis is a odd system with twin stars, 68 planets, and a very expansive
>asteroid field. Many have tried to use it as a hidden base. It's strong
>points are that the planets are devoid of sentient life, all but one planet
>is dead and barren, and the asteroids are not only good place to hide out,
>but larger starships (anything larget than the original, Kirks,
>Enterprise) can not navigate them.
Selara looked at Jack, who nodded as he took the controls. He went into
prelaunch check, while Selara laid in a course. It wasn't hard; Selara had
been there before. But, finding a navigable route that wouldn't look
suspicious but would also get them there in a reasonable amount of time made
it slightly more challenging. Since they were in a small, plain-looking
transport craft, she opted to mostly trade routes along the way, since a
small craft would stick to more crowded corridors for safety. Closer to
Cerebis, they would dock at a trade port, switch ships to a slightly larger
one with room for their guests, and go the rest of the way in under cloak.
It would be a tight squeeze to get the word to her waiting ship where the
rendevous port was and then actually get there in time, but they would
manage, give or take a few hours.
"Well, Garibaldi," she said as Jack finished the checklist and sent a
request to depart to Spacedock Control, "I don't know what you've got up
your sleeve, but if you're thinking about competing in the smuggling world,
I'd suggest losing the military stripes first."
"That would be a fine suggestion if we were going to a trading station and not a
Starfleet installation." he relied wryly, wicked smile and all.
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