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   [i]”Captain, what exactly are we after?”[/i]

   Dexter's eyes rested on Winter for a moment.  He tuned Jax out, who seemed to be having some sort of ecliptic seizure, or perhaps was just laughing at something.  He wasn't sure what was so funny.  He pulled out a blueprint that was covered by some other papers and laid it on top.  One finger tapped the paper as he spoke, his mind seemingly elsewhere.  “This single creation, one that is about the size of small bookshelf, has more firepower then our ship.”

   He paused again, letting his words sink it.  He could tell some of his crew were preoccupied with something else, but he was not curious in the least.  Perhaps at a different time, he would have looked more into it and discovered what the issue was, but at the moment he was simply to focused on the task at hand to care.

   “I don't know if we will be able to use these things.”  He said, “Our understanding of the technologies used are just not enough.  However, we cannot allow something with this much power to be used to the military's advantage.  Should they get these things up and running, and find a way to reproduce them, we wouldn't have a chance.  If nothing else, we need to destroy them.”

   Winston spoke up, and the corner of Dexter's mouth twitched when he repeated the phrase '[i]huge ass mothafunkin' ship[/i]' several times.  Ah, that's what was so funny.

   “Yes, actually, that's exactly what I was thinking, Winston.  Thank you.  We have three paddle boats that are currently functional.  Each one can hold about four people, plus perhaps an Aubrey.”

   Aubrey crossed his arms and snorted in distaste, not appreciating the captain's dry sense of humor.  Dexter continued, “So, Winston, Winter, Prince and Taran will take one and be our stealth team.  Everyone else will create a diversion.  Any more questions?”