[color=gray]Shae raised a brow when the muse hurried into the room to relay a message. She watched the hooded figure intently, trying to gather what she could from the quiet muse. It didn't matter, the Harp had given its command. Shae nodded and stood up from her seat, her voice went from a calm and relaxed tone to a stern and battle-hardened one, [color=gold][b]"Huntsmen! We have our orders. Follow me to the hangar."[/b][/color]

Shae wasted no time in leading the varied bunch of huntsmen. After five minutes of hurrying through the corridors of the Sentinel, they had reached hangar. It was a large space, twenty stories high and at least half a kilometer wide. The hangar of the Sentinel could carry a small fleet of airships in its berth while it traveled the word. Shae waved over a deck officer, he came running. [color=white][i]"Commander. What can I do for you?"[/i][/color]

[color=gold][b]"I need my ship ready for deployment immediately."[/b][/color] Shae ordered.

He nodded, "Aye, aye, ma'am." The officer turned and called out to his subordinates, [color=white][i]"Bring down the Dragon! Bay twelve!"[/i][/color]

His lackeys received the order and began punching things in at their terminals. Before long, a loud whining sound could be heard as mechanical arms carried Shae's equally legendary corvette, the [url=http://hqhdwalls.com/uploads/wallpaper/thumb728/shi/ship-art-wallpaper-53cd38116dfa7.jpg]Golden Dragon[/url]. Shae looked up at the corvette proudly while the deck officer spoke, [color=white][i]"Shall I summon the crew, ma'am?"[/i][/color]

Shae shook her head, [color=gold][b]"No. She's not seeing any combat today. She just needs to get us to the field."[/b][/color][/color]