The slave ship has launched from the aft deck, Captain." Minaya slowly glanced back over her shoulder. Navarre slowly raised a hand to his face, a bit of shock appearing on his face, "What is she up to now?" He whispered softly. "Okay. On screen." The main view screen image shimmered slightly as it flashed from open pace to that of the smaller ship now gaining speed as it hurtled away from them. "Vessel course has settled." Minaya stated in a raised tone of voice. "Direct heading for the sun." Navarre punched the comms button on his chair arm. "Blue?"