It seemed strange, to be here, in orbit around Caldari Prime, but Miliose was not uncomfortable. Only when looking through the viewport at the Leviathan and it's fleet, did she think of the cold vacuum beyond. A shiver ran through her as she watched.
"Are you sure?" She asked, knowing the answer already.
"Of course. Not only that, the others will be entering production within weeks. Are we ready?"
"Yes, father. The Talos has been ready to enter production for some time. It is an impressive ship. It's a shame that our combat systems do not compliment it..."
"And that brings us to you, Joroutte. What can you report?"
"Well, Mr. President, after completing the modifications to the Talos, we began work on your request to bring blaster cannons up to modern warfare standards. Avagher has the specifications here on the entire product line, as well as plans for retrofitting existing combat systems."
Joroutte looked at her companion, who pulled out a data crystal case and set it on the desk. "We are very, um, excited, by the upgrades we have proposed. The, er, changes we have ready to deploy will, ah, bring the Gallente name back inline as a fearsome combat ship."
"How long?" His piercing blue eyes burned into Avagher Xarasier, his expression unreadable.
"We, ah, believe it will be in conjunction with, ah, the, um, launch of the Talos."
"And do they know?" He asked, looking out the viewport at the Leviathan.
Miliose glanced at the table, then back to her father. "Yes. They have an extensive network of operatives, and they have reverse engineered our blaster upgrades for their railguns."
Jacus Roden smiled, as he turned to the table. "Of course they have. Our ships benefit from their railguns as well."
He smiled now, knowing that Tibus would hear every word. "You have done well. The Federation will grow strong because of your hard work. We will remind our neighbors of our scientific prowess. We will remind them why the blaster was once the most feared weapon in the cluster. They will flee before a fleet of Talos battlecruisers, or they will die."