"Mr. Hawke, a level one priority message from Admiral Casey is coming through."
Captain Mitch Hawke has been the commanding officer of the Council Intergalactic Ship Antietam since her commissioning in 2858. He is a tall, well built man that remains deadly quiet and calm in all situations. His crew respects him to the fullest degree of his assigned commission. This, above all else, is the main reason the Council of Planets felt him the best man for this situation.
"Have it patched into my underway cabin chief."
"Aye, Aye, sir."
"Hello, Mitch. How's the rim?"
"Pretty uneventful John, other than the rim skirmishes. But, that's not why you called. What’s going on?"
"You're right, the Council President is going ahead with the Android Article..."
Hawke replied, "Damn!"
"Yeah, the skirmishes will probably end up in a full scale Civil War. The President wants you at DEFCON 1, and everyone else at DEFCON 4. The Kennedy is already on her way to assist. Wait until you see the new Fast Attack Star Runners."
"I hope you're sending some seasoned runner pilots. These bush pilots may not have the latest, but they sure as hell have the heart."