Topic: FanFiction -Battlestar Galactica
The screen changes to more atmospheric shots as WholGram's Raiders reform to return to base.
The PreWrek observes, "An impressive performance by our species," To which Calliope calculates, "Initial evaluation by console units indicate seventy-pecent pulsar hits on priority targets, secpmdary and third tier trgets were struck and damaged at over forty-five percent ratio. Communications cut off, power distribution disabled, key decision and data distribution network points disrupted and out of order."
"And so with Pinnacle on their knees, but still have been left able to seek our magnanomous offer of relations," PreWrek expostulates. "But now on terms much more positive in our favor," Calliope corrects the PreWrek.
"A pin-point attack, causing suffcent damage to critical instituitions, as to percipitate an outcoming favorable to the Empire," PreWrek is still transmitting over the closed circuit, "Against a stationary target, which was incapable of offering any resistance of consequence."
"The Raider crews in this simulation were comprised of what amounted to mere approximations of the actual crews that would be in use," Calliope explains, "One primary purpose was to test the integration of base-ship level forward controllers with a bona fide Raider-leader such as the WholGram."
"My compliments to your console controllers," PreWrek admits. "Tnhey did perform rather well," Calliope decides, "Just desire that there would be more of them."