Among the gathered pilots, a strange little thing was flying : a small dragon-like purple scaded lizard wearing a custom-made high-admiral uniform, his many medals and golden aiguilettes tinkling, his ceremonial, too-large-for-him saber jingling at his side. He was bearing golden epaulettes on his shoulders and even on the arm of his wings.
His face was almost hidden by a gigantic white feathered, cocarded, gold embroidered black bicorn, but his eyes were visible.
He pulled out his monocle with his white gloved claws to clean it, and put it back in place.
What are the Götterdämmerungdeployment orders ? I suggest strongly I should follow them in low orbit. Whatever danger is lurking down there, the glorious sight of a Battleship deployed might prove a deterent enough against hostile actions. And offer heavy support for our recon group.
Besides, how many colonists were dropped down there, should we need to launch a rescue & evac mission ?"
He was interrupted by Katherine. He smiled.
"I strongly agree with her. Some must fight so that other may live free. We ARE this fighter."