Theme: Tell us why, or we're going anyway, even if we have to fight you to get there.
Tippy grips her flight controls, the other hand ready to arm everything else.
"This better be good or I'm not going to give half the patience I was able to muster when we lost Faw."
: Everyone with a camera in orbit can see your fleet heading straight for their capital. Where their strategic missile command is located nearby. Doesn't take a genius to figure out your Sky Marshal's plan is to deliver a decapitating strike that destroys their center of government and their ability to muster a coordinated nuclear response in one fell swoop. Well the Goths already thought of that. Their missile command is in constant communication with every silo on the continent, and if that link is severed the silos will automatically launch against the Imperium's enemies. And it
won't be limited to a reprisal against the offending country, it'll launch against Kintharia, Mercana, Aesthia, Ortania, Vierte, Palestra, Xaria...
everyone who is currently on the Imperium's stuff-list.
:
Bullstuff. That's loving
insane, why would they ever do that? You can't rule over a dead planet.
: Spite.
: How come I never heard of this nuclear dead-mans switch anyway? Sounds like something they would Annoying Orangeet about from the highest mountain so everyone knows not to mess with them.