Prefect Fien’s eyes seemed to light up at the chair spectacle. “Hm. How much can you lift in terms of mass and dimensions? Do you have to see the object to move it? Could you, say, redirect a 7 by 20 millimeter steel projectile at 600 meters per second?” she deliberately understated the material and muzzle velocity of even Narix sidearms.

“Are lasers in visible spectrum even worth it, considering the energy lost as visible light?” The engineer inquired. “When it comes to technical exchange personnel, Technician First Class Ertanax was the senior engineer of the NSS Halberdier, one of the first Privateer-class frigates, for the entirety of its service. Though lacking in command qualities, her field of expertise is remarkably wide. Technical Centurion Nihlus, while also a capable engineer, possesses something Miss Ertanax unfortunately lacks: people skills.”

“As for my marines,” Prefect Fien continued, “you’ve already met some of them when you stumbled upon the Latanos. Despite what one might initially think, Centurion Ursitis and his squad are the best we have on hand. I’m sure you won’t be disappointed with them. I just hope their live deployment won’t be necessary in the unknown regions.” 

Primarch Ascari than took over the rest. “The command crew for what we call cruisers come from the Second Fleet. Our fleet is small and thus couldn’t spare the manpower. They are mainly trained for offensive action, so this will be an extremely valuable experience for them. As our species requires daily sleep, we have sent two instead of the requested one. I hope that isn’t a problem. The pilots are from the First Fleet, one dedicated to defense. A mix of interceptor and heavy fighter wing leaders and one squadron leader, as requested. I don’t have access to much information about personnel from other fleets, but I trust the judgement of the fleets’ commanders. All the exchange personnel are bringing their documentation with them, but given the circumstances, I could probably circumvent the information embargo between the fleets and get you all the declassified information.”

“As for our required personnel: Propulsion engineer, chief engineer, sensors and navigation officers. Most for the Latanos, so a frigate in your terms. Some for the Charlatan and Sandstorm, those you would call corvettes. Selecting the specific officers is up to you. Oh, and a medical officer for each ship. We still don’t know how your people work. We are also sending medical personnel, one team per ship, and the marine squad comes with two combat medics.”