He had lost many class mates in Lord Vader’s fleet. Branna tried to avoid Lord Nemesis as much as possible. His eyes were cold and they seemed to cut right through you.
“Just arriving on the bridge, Lord Nemesis.” Kittaine interjected as he stepped in behind Branna. “Lord Nemesis, my apologies, Admiral Kittaine is –“ A small hologram sprang up by his command post. “Admiral, what happened?” The voice was soft but cold. He did not have any idea what had happened but he hoped he got a report before – It seemed that the entire bridge crew had felt the same sudden shift. Commander Branna steadied himself.īranna shook his head, fighting the brief sense of vertigo. The bridge crew was quickly looking about, many looking down at their consoles.