Elvis: "Okay people, battle stations, we're full alert. Nav, plot a course for Krall." Elvis thumbed his transciever. "Luke, can you tell me the make up?" Luke: "Yep, looks like one ISD II and an ISD I, plus a couple of Vics. 3 Carracks, and, uh, hang on, Immortal engage cloak now! Sorry Elvis, they've managed to dig out a Lancer from somewhere. Recommend you bring Mon Mothma and Reliance as well as yourselves." Elvis: "Recieved Luke, i'm also bringing along a couple of gunships and some carriers, plus out three Nebulon B's. Did your guys get anything on the Vong ship?" Luke: "Yeah, we're going to need to talk about this, along with Wedge and some of our tech guys. For now we're going to stay hidden intil you get here, and then engage while cloaked." Elvis: "Recieved, we'll be with you shortly. Nav, you got our co-ords? Okay, make the jump. The fleet leaves in five...four...three...two...one...