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The Polaris drifted slowly from the embrace of Elizabethtown's orbit. Her wounds, inflicted by the Kzinti's weapons, have been hastily repaired. Some of the internal repairs were still ongoing. But there was no time to waste, not now. What many have thought to be the war's end was merely the beginning. For the liberation of Elizabethtown galvanized Starfleet, as much as the First Fleet was since the onset. They couldn't just stop now. No, it must continue till the Kzinti could no longer pose a threat. After Bleeding Cait, the Kzinti were finally understood not just as pirates or raiders, but as a malevolent force to recon with.

The liberation of Elizabthtown saw the Polaris charge with mad fury into the frey. It was the least the ship and her crew could do for their Captain, who took it upon himself to beam down alone and start a revolution. It was, after all, his home planet, and he could finally free it from the terror of the lions of the night. The Polaris sustained battle damage but it couldn't keep her down. And now, as Starfleet, the First Fleet, the Andorian home Guard and even the Vulcan Republic Navy was assembling their forces, it wass time her to leave the liberated world. She was the last ship to do so.

"Back when I first came to Earth, it was the lights that dazzled me, you know", Metlesits said as the planet shrunk on the viewscreen, the aft sensors firmly keeping it in sight, "My world has no lights that illuminathe the night side. It was never that populated."

"But the view of the night sky must be beautiful", Nussbaum said with a small smile. He was happy for his friend, for he saw that Metlesits was finally relaxed. It wouldn't last long, that too he knew, but at least for now, the man he considered his brother was contant after a long time.

"Oh, you bet", Metlesits said, grinning, "You can see everything. Starships, comets, meteorites... Having all that light pollution on Earth was something I could never really get used to."

"Excuse me, Sirs, but we've just received an encoded Priority One message", Heimann interjected, his voice sinding apologetic for interrupting his superiors, "San Francisco has decided on the staging ground. It's Novaya Moskva."

"Any news on fleet movements, Lieutenant?" , Metlesits asked.

"Nothing official but some unusual radio chatter indicates the Andorians are coming in big numbers", the comm officer said.

"Talla's pulled it off!", Metlesits said with a feverent grin, "The Iron Triangle is striking back!"

"Your people, the others on Csepel and Frabnzstadt, and fianlly Cait...", Nussbaum said, "It's payback time."

"Payback time it is. Mr. Jiménez, set a course for Novaya Moskva, best transitional speed, "Metlesits said, his eyes aglow with an otherwordly blaze, "May the Kzinti start praying to their Fanged God... 'cause doomsday's coming!"

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The Polaris drifted slowly from the embrace of Elizabethtown's orbit. Her wounds, inflicted by the Kzinti's weapons, have been hastily repaired. Some of the internal repairs were still ongoing. But there was no time to waste, not now. What many have thought to be the war's end was merely the beginning. For the liberation of Elizabethtown galvanized Starfleet, as much as the First Fleet was since the onset. They couldn't just stop now. No, it must continue till the Kzinti could no longer pose a threat. After Bleeding Cait, the Kzinti were finally understood not just as pirates or raiders, but as a malevolent force to recon with.

The liberation of Elizabthtown saw the Polaris charge with mad fury into the frey. It was the least the ship and her crew could do for their Captain, who took it upon himself to beam down alone and start a revolution. It was, after all, his home planet, and he could finally free it from the terror of the lions of the night. The Polaris sustained battle damage but it couldn't keep her down. And now, as Starfleet, the First Fleet, the Andorian home Guard and even the Vulcan Republic Navy was assembling their forces, it wass time her to leave the liberated world. She was the last ship to do so.

"Back when I first came to Earth, it was the lights that dazzled me, you know", Metlesits said as the planet shrunk on the viewscreen, the aft sensors firmly keeping it in sight, "My world has no lights that illuminathe the night side. It was never that populated."

"But the view of the night sky must be beautiful", Nussbaum said with a small smile. He was happy for his friend, for he saw that Metlesits was finally relaxed. It wouldn't last long, that too he knew, but at least for now, the man he considered his brother was contant after a long time.

"Oh, you bet", Metlesits said, grinning, "You can see everything. Starships, comets, meteorites... Having all that light pollution on Earth was something I could never really get used to."

"Excuse me, Sirs, but we've just received an encoded Priority One message", Heimann interjected, his voice sinding apologetic for interrupting his superiors, "San Francisco has decided on the staging ground. It's Novaya Moskva."

"Any news on fleet movements, Lieutenant?" , Metlesits asked.

"Nothing official but some unusual radio chatter indicates the Andorians are coming in big numbers", the comm officer said.

"Talla's pulled it off!", Metlesits said with a feverent grin, "The Iron Triangle is striking back!"

"Your people, the others on Csepel and Frabnzstadt, and fianlly Cait...", Nussbaum said, "It's payback time."

"Payback time it is. Mr. Jiménez, set a course for Novaya Moskva, best transitional speed, "Metlesits said, his eyes aglow with an otherwordly blaze, "May the Kzinti start praying to their Fanged God... 'cause doomsday's coming!"

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