29-01-2004, 01:35
The Adamite Fleet folded to the outer rim of the Ross system, weapons charging and shields are slowly roused from hibernation. The fleet scans the area, sending out FTL sensor sweeps, and pulling in a map of the area, soon to become a battlefield. The ships, thousands of them of all size and description, floated lazily while they waited for the AI systems to map out the system and pinpoint enemy possitions, though the crackling gunports and occassional flash of shielding showed them as anything but impotent.