"Aye aye, sir." Effie commed back to Ari, as she moved to take the battleship's position at the vanguard of the formation. She herself began to ping as well, both take her own headcount, and also to make sure that there wasn't anything unforeseen in their path ahead of them; there had once been a rather memorable occasion, still talked about in some parts of the fleet, about a<em>Fletcher</em>-class Destroyer of Fog that had not been paying attention while traveling through thick mist, and had ended up in a glancing collision with a derelict wreck from the Last Great Naval Battle of 2039.