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!!O+eQDn0BBx8 07/17/11(Sun)01:52 No.15608200“Keep on sensors. Ivanova, scan and analyze some of the craft and tell me what’s inside them. We don’t want to hit humans. I’m moving us forward slowly. Fie, begin the spooling up of the gate for the next jump.”
You thrum your engines briefly and inch forward, dozens of vessels already breaking ranks and screaming planetside or, in some cases, out into the solar system. In the mass panic you see dozens of collisions around the tightly packed gates, mostly smaller craft darting about. Still, some of the larger, more ponderous ships you reason to be bulk freighters are taking a great deal of time to alter course.
“Sir, another transmission!” Ensign Fie calls, “Same as before.”
“Sensor analysis indicates quadrupeds, methane atmosphere. No human lifesigns detected.” Ivanova begins, “Gate online in thirty seconds, not in position ye--”
“Weapons fire!” Rinn calls, sounding positively gleeflul.
“Impact on shields, Lasers, all identified batteries on the stations.” Ivanova tolls out, “No loss of integrity, energy dispersal handling it.”
“Could be warning shots.” Rinn calls, “Point defense lasers, perhaps. Some species are known for using light weapons fire as such. Agree with immediate withdrawal. Railguns identified as charging and what might be interceptor or missile tubes opening.”
Pondering the options, you quickly switch to the core. “Chief Dai! Reactor outlook?”
“Holding steady. Jump possible, will take under five to charge.”
You return focus to the bridge, “Options?”
“Advise /immediate/ action, sir. Fighting withdrawal.” says Riggs.
“Agreed. I’m... getting something...” says Ivanova, still focused on sensor readings.
“What?”
“Can’t tell yet sir, energy flux.”
“Keep on it, Tynes your position?”
“I would make directly for the gate at maximum thrust, sir. No need or time to fight, gate is hot and over half of impediments cleared.” |