LAST EDITED ON Oct-24-01 AT 09:42 PM (EDT)

>While we're on the topic of Super Star Destroyers, are there any
>Eclipse Class SSDs out there? For that matter, what happened to the
>AT&T prototype (and for that matter, the AT&T itself? I don't -think-
>you wrote what happened to it after Gryphon and Largo fought each
>other.)

Actually, he did. In Twilight 2. A brief quote thereof:

"Soon as I can word my request right," Mann replied, and
paused to think for a minute. "OK."
Gryphon slid the communicator across the table, and Mann
picked it up, opened it, and tuned it to the GENOM command band.
"This is Dr. Mann," he told the dispatcher who answered the hail.
"Give me a black channel to the Master. No, I am not joking, and
neither will you be when you're asking people for spare change on a
street corner next week if I don't have that connection within 15
seconds. Thank you." A pause. "Master, it's Dr. Mann. I have a
very irregular request to make and no time to explain why I'm making
it."
"Go on," Caine replied, his voice as placid as always.
"I need a Star Destroyer or two -- whatever can be spared --
detached from the MILARM structure temporarily and placed under my
direct authority for the duration of the crisis. I can't explain
right now, sir, but I give you my word it's of the utmost importance."
"To our... corporate interests?"
"To our continued existence as living beings, sir. I am
entirely serious."
"I can hear that." A pause. "Very well. I will order Grand
Admiral Thrawn to place himself and his flagship at your disposal
until you send word that this crisis is past. General Tangril and her
squadron will be aboard; they can leave immediately. Do you think
that will suffice?"
If R-Type's expression could have made a sound, that sound
would have been, "Bong!"
"Uh... y-yes! yes, I'm sure that will be fine, Master..."
"Please include the reasons for this activity in your
after-action report, Doctor. I am sure I will find it... most
interesting. Good luck, if you feel you need it. Caine out." The
channel went dead.
"I don't believe it," R-Type said in a voice which was calmer
than he felt as he handed back Gryphon's communicator. "He gave
me... the Big Ship. Unreal."
Redneck looked up sharply from his terminal. "The Big --
Thrawn? Hoooo, boy. Maybe Aya -won't- get frisky before we get
there."
R-Type arched an eyebrow. "What's -that- supposed to mean?"
"Captain Aya Nakajima is a grand master of 'unauthorized
engagements,'" Redneck drawled sardonically. "I think I phrased my
orders to her strongly enough to get her to behave... Under normal
circumstances, I wouldn't worry, but to a mind like hers Grand Admiral
Thrawn isn't just a name, it's a _challenge._"

Kevin Cody
Pre-Reader for Drunakrd's Walk 2 and Liquid Corage.