Talk:The Commonwealth of Cattiria/@comment-25373667-20151011181816/@comment-25373667-20151013004248

"Check one, all lights off."

"Check two, weapons loaded."

"Check three, communications off."

"Check four, engines prepped."

"Check five, we are ready to launch."

"May the wind be at our backs and may the sun greet us in the morn! Onwards!"

The rogue ships slowly slip out of the cave, encased in a veil of darkness. The fog that night was extremely thick, thick enough that Christine could barely even see the bow of her own flagship. The new moon had also risen that night, meaning that the small wounded flotilla could barely be detected in the waves. As the task force moved forward, steadily increasing speed to 100 knots, they assumed formation, the Colonization and her sister ships leading the way, with several Camatrosses to their flanks. Behind them, Baker and his carriers followed, aircraft safely tucked below decks. The very faint outlines of the Atlantis and other majestic ex-Cattirian dreadnoughts could also be observed, as the North Ridges and Haifas provided escort. Christine watched out over the bow of the Colonization as waves crested over her mighty decks, wondering what lay before them...

OOC: Just a little FYI, we are gonna capture a New Anwen during that loyalist raid we talked about Marc.