Thirty Days of Drabbles - Day Twenty
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avanti_90 's prompt of "Daleks invading Barrayar"
"Commander Vorkosigan, what is your situation?" Gregor demanded.
"The Dalek vessels have completed crossing the new wormhole, or whatever that thing that opened up is," Aral Alexander reported across the increasingly fuzzy comm link. "The Prince Serg, Prince Xav and the Admiral Vorkosigan have all been destroyed. I'm the highest ranking officer left in the fleet, save yourself, sire."
"Can we contain them?" Gregor asked.
Aral shook his head. "Our gravitic lances cut through their shields easily enough, but there are so many of them. We can't contain them here, even if we send through the Komaar fleet, and they'll be across the system and through the Komaar wormhole in less than three hours. Sire, you must take a shuttle to your evacuation ship and get through the wormhole now."
"That is not possible. I cannot risk delaying activation of the Wormhole Disruptor. Send the courier through and tell them to go forward with the plan. We have to stop them here, before they burst through and into the Nexus. That is a direct order, Commander..." Gregor's view of Aral Alexander was disrupted as the screen turned to static and then re-ordered itself, revealing the upper torso and eyestalk of one of the strange Dalek war machines.
"THIS IS THE SUPREME COMMANDER OF THE DALEK CLEANSING FLEET!" the black hulled machine announced. "YOU WILL CEASE YOUR POINTLESS RESISTANCE AND PREPARE TO BE EXTERMINATED!"
"This is Emperor Gregor Vorbarra of the Barrayaran Empire," Gregor said to it coolly. "We Barrayarans have been invaded by a better class of conqueror than you. You will have not have an easy victory handed to you." He turned, to his comm officer. "Pour everything you have into a signal to the wormhole courier. Tell them to activate the Disruptor."
"Aye, sire," the comm officer replied. He turned to his display screen. "Sire, a new signal is coming through!"
A new image appeared on the war room's main screen, wiping out the image of the Supreme Commander. It was the interior of what appeared to be a large CinC room aboard a starship. A Cetagandan, his face painted in the colors of the Cetagandan Emperor, stood beside Count Auditor Miles, who leaned forward on his cane, a familiar grin on his face. Standing a step behind them was a very odd looking civilian, tall and gangly, dressed in a tweed suit and casual running shoes.
"Ghem Admiral Benin to Emperor Gregor Vorbarra. On behalf of his most Supreme Majesty, the Emperor Fletcher Giaja, I bring the forces of Cetagandan, to help in your defense of what we now realize is a mutual threat," the Cetagandan announced.
"Accepted," Gregor said immediately, tabling the massive political/military problem of Cetagandans in Barrayaran space for the moment. "Count Auditor, I'll be requesting an explanation later, on the assumption we all survive."
avanti_90 's prompt of "Daleks invading Barrayar""Commander Vorkosigan, what is your situation?" Gregor demanded.
"The Dalek vessels have completed crossing the new wormhole, or whatever that thing that opened up is," Aral Alexander reported across the increasingly fuzzy comm link. "The Prince Serg, Prince Xav and the Admiral Vorkosigan have all been destroyed. I'm the highest ranking officer left in the fleet, save yourself, sire."
"Can we contain them?" Gregor asked.
Aral shook his head. "Our gravitic lances cut through their shields easily enough, but there are so many of them. We can't contain them here, even if we send through the Komaar fleet, and they'll be across the system and through the Komaar wormhole in less than three hours. Sire, you must take a shuttle to your evacuation ship and get through the wormhole now."
"That is not possible. I cannot risk delaying activation of the Wormhole Disruptor. Send the courier through and tell them to go forward with the plan. We have to stop them here, before they burst through and into the Nexus. That is a direct order, Commander..." Gregor's view of Aral Alexander was disrupted as the screen turned to static and then re-ordered itself, revealing the upper torso and eyestalk of one of the strange Dalek war machines.
"THIS IS THE SUPREME COMMANDER OF THE DALEK CLEANSING FLEET!" the black hulled machine announced. "YOU WILL CEASE YOUR POINTLESS RESISTANCE AND PREPARE TO BE EXTERMINATED!"
"This is Emperor Gregor Vorbarra of the Barrayaran Empire," Gregor said to it coolly. "We Barrayarans have been invaded by a better class of conqueror than you. You will have not have an easy victory handed to you." He turned, to his comm officer. "Pour everything you have into a signal to the wormhole courier. Tell them to activate the Disruptor."
"Aye, sire," the comm officer replied. He turned to his display screen. "Sire, a new signal is coming through!"
A new image appeared on the war room's main screen, wiping out the image of the Supreme Commander. It was the interior of what appeared to be a large CinC room aboard a starship. A Cetagandan, his face painted in the colors of the Cetagandan Emperor, stood beside Count Auditor Miles, who leaned forward on his cane, a familiar grin on his face. Standing a step behind them was a very odd looking civilian, tall and gangly, dressed in a tweed suit and casual running shoes.
"Ghem Admiral Benin to Emperor Gregor Vorbarra. On behalf of his most Supreme Majesty, the Emperor Fletcher Giaja, I bring the forces of Cetagandan, to help in your defense of what we now realize is a mutual threat," the Cetagandan announced.
"Accepted," Gregor said immediately, tabling the massive political/military problem of Cetagandans in Barrayaran space for the moment. "Count Auditor, I'll be requesting an explanation later, on the assumption we all survive."
