There was a reason Alax navigated the virtcursor over the glowing jewel in the center of the planetary map. "That," He said, pulling his hands free from the projection in the center of the war room, "is the planet Nexus." He stepped away from the flickering display filling a third of the room, a smile on his face as he looked to the silhouette of two Granok nearest him, a male and a female. "Balaash!" the female growled through a burning cigroot jutting from her granite jaw. "I take it you disagree?" Alax said, the smile now fading fast. The Granok lazily took a deep inhale from the root in her mouth before a muscled arm reached up to remove it from her teeth. She looked down at it for a moment before flicking it at the projection. It deftly struck the surface of the bright graphic representing Nexus, causing ripples in the display wave as she stepped forward from the shadows. Alax turned to look at Nexus, still rippling and flickering as the Granok moved towards him. He heard gasps from the others in the war room, though he couldn't see them with the lights angled as they were. He was standing flatfooted in the center of a pool of bright light. He turned back just in time for the Granrok's face to rush up to his, looking like a craggy and uncharted backwater planet. One he didn't particularly want to visit. "Nexus is a myth!" The mercenary grunted through a cloud of thick smoke erupting from her nose and mouth. "It was an ancient myth back before any of my ancestors of record were born, boy." Alax reached up to hold two forked fingers out in front of his forehead. "You planning to head buttin' me? You're gonna lose an eye." The huge granite woman blinked. The room fell silent. Then the Granok threw her head back and blasted a loud and mighty laugh. "You made me toss a perfectly good cigroot! Ha ha! Some joke!" What happened next happened quickly. Alax lept forward, past and the the right of the Granok. He heard a blaster bolt and rolled until he faced the area he had just stood in There, where he had been standing a moment before was a young male Aurin with one of Alax's pistol's in his hand and a smoking smudge on the floor. The pistol in the Aurin's hand still sparked slightly as it's power celled cycled down for the next blast. But the Aurin threw the pistol to Alax who caught it in both hands. "I don't think our friend here was joking." the young Auran said. "They say there've been rumors of The Exiles finding Nexus." The Aurin stepped forward to rub his foot against the still smoking section of deck. "And they say," the Aurin continued, "that The Dominion has been training their people to avoid attacks with almost.... what is the human word... preturnatural anticipation." Around the room, the noise level rose. The initial shock of the attack gave way to suspicion. Alax knew it was time to reveal all he knew. He stood and drew himself to his full height. "We humans have been taking a lot of trash for the way we fight. Sometimes for the way we fight dirty, and lately the Human Core World Brigade...." More reaction from the crowd. "...has discovered an ability that The Doms have that we don't. At least until now. It's called Telepathically Enhanced Low-level Evasion. Telegraphs, we call them, because you can map out your opponents moves just before he, or she, makes them. They can change the battlefield, and the battle." Alax stepped out of the pool of light far enough to let his eyes adjust so that he could look into the faces of The Exlies now staring at him. "Nexus has been found. And Nexus now is our best chance of reclaiming what The Dominions has taken from all of us! Now, we can cower in the pit of this starship making plans, dreaming dreams.... or we can learn how to use The Dom's own tools against them and make they fight like hell for every inch of that planet they plan on invading like they did your planet!" Alax stopped in front of a sad-eyed female Aurin for a moment before moving on to the next Exile face. "And yours! And yours! And mine! Hell, there's not enough time to detail all the things those scum have done to all of us. But there is time to train. Time to learn. And time to fight back!" Alax raised his pistol in the air, not certain of the reaction he'd get. But a moment later cheers erupted; first from the Granok, closely followed by the humans. After that, the room erupted with cheers and cries of support from every race he'd ever heard of, and a few he hadn't. He turned back to look at the floating world in the center of the war room. They would head to Nexus soon. Very soon. And when they did, Alax knew it would be war.