by Siberia » Fri Jul 08, 2016 1:45 pm
The bridge of the Admiral Kuznetsov had been refitted several times over the years, replacing technology as things became obsolete. It still wasn't cutting edge, but it more than served the purpose for which it was intended. Siberia stepped away from the radio and turned to look at the sole decoration on her flagship's bridge. It was a panel of ice behind glass with some woman frozen into the ice. Her features were obscured and no one ever dared to ask the admiral who exactly the woman was. Without turning around, the Admiral began to give orders. "<Launch additional air support. Order the Liberator to prepare to intercept this 'Karl Marx'. Have the Lehnsherr take the Liberator's position in the formation.>" She stepped away then and looked over a map, "<They may just be pirates or smuggling scum off course, but tell the Liberator to tread carefully.>"