Navarre tossed his travel case onto the bed and glanced up to the bay window. His heart raced wildly for a moment. The Federation Destroyer sailed with grace and dignity towards the massive station, as though it were on a mad collision course. Of coarse, he was well aware of the massive hangar located within the upper regions of the station, and it alone could hold many such vessels. He had been taught that these vessels were the enemy. Having been in the presence of Federation citizens and their allied worlds for a bit of time now; He found himself wondering just who was the enemy. Slowly, he lowered his gaze from the vessel as it continued its forward motion. The station was one of many metal fabrication and assembly bases. He knew this one though; He had studied it inside and out. Knew it on sight. His fists clenched tightly by his sides. "No where to run or hide. I am coming for you." His voice was a low growl.