Navarre moved hurriedly and came to a stop before the helm console. "Drop to half impulse. Z minus ten thousand meters." He leaned back against the console. "Main viewer to standard." "Half impulse." Mr.Aurelius acknowledged, though he was still confused by what game this young captain was playing now. "Z minus ten thousand. Viewer to standard." He glanced up as the screen shifted from a tactical screen to space ahead of them, which now seemed to be standing still at such a reduced speed. "Our ghost is approaching rapidly now." He frowned. "I don't understand what you're doing." "Any second now." Navarre stated calm, his attention focused on the main viewer. At that moment, the small arrowhead shaped vessel seeming raced into view and continued streaking away. "And there they go." "They didn't detect us." Mr.Aurelius shot a curious glanced towards Navarre. "Just what happened here?" "Got to love this old ship." Navarre laughed as he turned slightly and stared over his shoulder. "She has many secrets." He watched as the ship before then grew smaller in the distance, and then vanished. "Back on course. Warp one." Navarre turned. "Set automatics. Good night, Sielverio." And with that, He headed around the console and for the doors.