Cassandra walked off the dinner table as the alarms soundend, hurrying to the CIC without saying a word. She had been all silent during the dinner for the discussion had been about subjects she did not wan to talk of. She had thought it would have been different, that they could talk of things people normally talked of in dinner table and socialize, but apparently that was not the case.<br/><br/>As she got there she did a check up on everything to see that the sensors were working properly, she was always extra careful, even though there were sensor specialists working on it all the time.<br/><br/>"Sensors ready." She announced after everything was set. She sat down on her chair, staring at the sensor plot. She was a bit nervous, for this was the dirst time she was working under Admiral Kol. She waited for the weapons system to link to the sensor telemetry and rubbed her hands, the game was on.<br/><br/>Her fingers moved quickly, her fingers and eyes selecting the target priority for the weapon computers, letting the weapons crews attain final locks. She had trained for this before, and the idea of four ships moving towards the battleship brought, unbidden, the idea of a 'break shot' in a game of pool, the balls scattering from the impact of the cueball. Only now, she was in the cueball, and it was Heavily armed. Concentrating, she focused on likely movements of the enemy ships, tracing potential target movements for the weapon computers to accept.<br/><br/>