Post by Bishop Morse on May 2, 2012 19:16:45 GMT -5
Richard Parkhill: Alliance Military
The quarters of Colonel Parkhill were dimly lit. Actually the only light source came from the terminal's screen on the desk in the right corner of the room. It was late evening. Or what was supposed to be late evening as one didn't notice much of the change of time on a busy ship like the IAV Dominion.
Parkhill was seated behind the desk and flipped through some files. He had already studied them a hundred times. Yet, every time he looked over them again Parkhill couldn't help but crack a small smile.
Kiriana O’Neal, wanted for terrorist activities and treason.
Hope Sevell, wanted for the attempted murder of a retired Alliance Officer.
Marina Kseniya Sebastien, or rather Irina Feodorovna Tigranova, wanted for sabotage and treason.
Very soon they would be in his custody. That was if everything went according to plan. And according to himself, there was nothing that could stop him from getting those people and the honor that would come with handing them over into the safety of the Alliance.
As asked, Bishop had provided Parkhill with the destination and detailed flight plan of his valuable cargo. Even in less time than the 20 hours time window he had given the captain to get the necessary information.
Parkhill sat back in his chair, the overconfident smile still spread across his faces. He had already given orders to move the IAV Dominion towards Londinium space and it was only a matter of a few more days until they would arrive.
The quarters of Colonel Parkhill were dimly lit. Actually the only light source came from the terminal's screen on the desk in the right corner of the room. It was late evening. Or what was supposed to be late evening as one didn't notice much of the change of time on a busy ship like the IAV Dominion.
Parkhill was seated behind the desk and flipped through some files. He had already studied them a hundred times. Yet, every time he looked over them again Parkhill couldn't help but crack a small smile.
Kiriana O’Neal, wanted for terrorist activities and treason.
Hope Sevell, wanted for the attempted murder of a retired Alliance Officer.
Marina Kseniya Sebastien, or rather Irina Feodorovna Tigranova, wanted for sabotage and treason.
Very soon they would be in his custody. That was if everything went according to plan. And according to himself, there was nothing that could stop him from getting those people and the honor that would come with handing them over into the safety of the Alliance.
As asked, Bishop had provided Parkhill with the destination and detailed flight plan of his valuable cargo. Even in less time than the 20 hours time window he had given the captain to get the necessary information.
Parkhill sat back in his chair, the overconfident smile still spread across his faces. He had already given orders to move the IAV Dominion towards Londinium space and it was only a matter of a few more days until they would arrive.