Kellan was already turning away. "Some other time, Ascar," she answered over her shoulder. "Marcus, we'll switch. You and Vilpa stay close by the Viceroy, Jeb and I will go with the lead group of security." Directing traffic, she continued. "Jelena, you and Vlad bring up the rear." Kellan stepped closer to Vlad and lowered her voice. "You will follow Marcus's lead, Vlad. You will keep personal opinions of the Council to yourself in the future. Tis complete disrespect and Iwill not tolerate that fromanyone assigned to my mission. Am I making myself clear ?"
"Master Gundark, I think you will find I have something of relevance to your mission to say... away from the others," says Ascar. "I'll only need about thirty seconds."
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It's a distress signal- about half a click away from here. A ship suffered a hyperspace malfunction; blanked out into real space and all systems are out. The message is carried on an emergency system that is send only; they require another ship to give them a jumpstart before their heat and oxygen run out- which won;t be very long.
No, your senses are fine, and your Intution isn't...
Wait. No, there is something, Roan. Something isn't right with the whole thing. But you cannot pin it down- what you are feeling is rather more elusive than this being a trap. In fact, this might not be related to this development at all, just now you have tried to get in touch with your feelings you have noticed this little background bugbear you have been feeling for a while.