WHO: Prince Gorak
WHERE: Suid Sidal

Gorak knows that he had to conserve as much power as possible in order to feed the cloak field protecting them. He wishes he didn’t have to maintain the ship’s shields as well. Although the GREASERS protect them from enemy fire, if he dropped his shields, the feds can beam aboard, or beam him out.

He surmises that the fed’s best tactic at this point was to continue to shoot at the GREASERS, just enough to help and strengthen them, but not enough to attact them. He guesses that approximately two torpedoes every hour would seem like a good enough balance for a swarm this size. If he was right, the feds would probably be launching them regularly until the GREASERS got through.

What he needs was a way to get the feds off his back, a delaying tactic if you will. To buy him enough time to come up with a solution. Yet, Greystar was still out there, and he still wanted him badly. He thinks of a way to turn a bad situation potentially around.

Gorak: "Science Officer, how do zombies don’t show up on scanners?"

Science Officer: "Well, a skilled operator will register a zombie as a mass of bacteria and insects, maggots and such, all clumped together into a vaguely humanoid shape of organic matter. A less skilled operator would just register inert organic matter. Either way, it would be surprising to see the mass moving. It should be dead."

The Suid Sidal’s cloaking device would prevent any successful scanning of the hangar bay, but Gorak was concerned that the fed’s skilled scanner operator was doing thorough scans earlier, prior to Pupuhed putting up the cloak. The prince thought he would try his idea anyway. He asked that a channel by opened to the Pondscum Nebula.