<del><em><strong>The Castille - Day 1 : 21:30</strong></em></del><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Bridge</strong></span><br/><br/>“Yes, here you go,” Shaan said, with a somewhat depressed smile, it was obvious that he didn't like those numbers. “Altair  Prime, 0280 dash 9160  dash 9909” he looked at her, trying to see if the destination caused any reactions to show on her face, “Confirm!”<br/><br/><em>Odessa could tell that it was deep into the fringe by the last two series, the fringe areas often meant big trouble. The colonial fleet had put it on the black list after they lost a cruiser to an unknown enemy. That cruiser with it's 500 crew never returned.<br/></em><br/>He then thumbed the inter-com and addressed the crew with a serious voice,<strong>“We're heading out now, make sure to have that exam done, or the security will lock you out. I will add the data given by doc into the system before we board the target, so you better have it done by then.”</strong>He paused for a second, and looked over his shoulder at the bridge area,<strong> “There's room up here if you wish to see Altair 5 before we speed up”</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lounge</strong></span><br/><em><br/>A weird sound emits from the jukebox, a slowly scraping noise.</em>