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Without uttering a word, Boris stood up, his tail, before sitting limply on the floor, doing likewise, the syringe head hovering at the level of his head. "That will be enough for now. You are dismissed." Boris stated coolly. Yet, rather than immediately leave, Alexei opened his mouth. But...

The Admiral nodded politely as he gestured for Alexei to join him. Grateful this was purely about logistics. "Very well. Please, sit down. After all, I have as much invested in this as you do." He stated, the Chief Councildrone doing as instructed before both began pouring over the manifests. As...

As Fleet Admiral Boris Petrovich Yaroslavov sat quietly sipping from his cup of oil, staring at the empty void before him from the conning tower of the KIF Presledov. "How beautiful it is. The void of space. The endless expanse gifted by our creator." He mused, taking a sip before moving to the...