WHO: Prince Gorak
WHERE: Bridge, Suid Sidal...

Gorak orders Pupuhed taken away to the brig and then sits in his new command chair. With a few changes, it will feel just like home in no time. A far cry better than that Galactra chair on the PezDispenser.

Speaking of the PezDispenser, Gorak calls down to Hangar Control and asks them how the stinkbug ship was fairing with the zombies. When told of the zombie-frying manuever Rrak and crew were currently doing, the prince couldn’t help but smile. That wiley freighter captain continued to surprise him. Rrak was certainly a resourceful survivor. Despite himself, Gorak actually felt himself admiring the dancer.

Communications Officer: "Lord Gorak, I think you should know that that stinkbug ship was repeatedly attempting to hail you directly earlier until captain Pupuhed ordered me to ignore the signal."

Gorak knew that he had to deal with the GREASERS and the feds, but he also knew that the PezDispenser could use some help as well. Besides, if something went wrong with that maneuver they were doing it could comprimise the quarantine situation in the hangar bay. But he didn’t want to hold a conversation with Rrak with the feds listening in so he quickly thinks of something.

Gorak: "Send them this message: This is general Gorak. I have received your signal, captain Rrak. I am looking into your situation. Monitor 11 bands below the pulse beacon frequency I gave you earlier for a forthcoming text message that will contain further instructions. In the meantime, try not to bump into anything. Oh, and I have retired Dandy’s boots."

That last part was to assure Rrak that is was indeed Gorak sending the message. That done, he now needed to come up with something to handle the GREASERS eating away at the cloak field. Beyond that, he also needed to deal with the fed ships that seem to be multiplying in 7x9.