Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Feb 22 21:00:14 2017 on VAdmBlackthorne@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:15:51) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:52) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:07) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: sitting in the center seat :: NAV: Time, Kate?
(21:16:30) NAV_CaptHarper: CO: Ten minutes.
(21:17:00) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: in the off-center seat to Blackthorne's right, in a crisp uniform and prepared for the task ahead ::
(21:17:12) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: sitting at Sci/Ops, wearing a grim expression ::
(21:17:27) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is running around sickbay prepping for casualties.. trauma kits at each station, surgeons on standby, replicating blood for transfusions.. etc etc::
(21:19:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: receives the final report back from the armory that they are ready for battle, all tubes have been loaded, phasers are ready for power and all non-essential systems are locked down ::
(21:19:23) NAV_CaptHarper: *Sharks* All pilots to the assault bay and prepare for launch.
(21:19:53) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Is seated on the wing of the fighter Zabathu, sharpening the weapon that his call sign is taken from. :: Well, won't be long now. Attack dogs about to be let off their chains.
(21:20:12) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::... and has extra burn kits on hand for exploding consoles an the like::
(21:20:15) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: has been down in assault bay, looking over her fighter and the plan one last time ::
(21:20:36) NAV_CaptHarper: CO: Permission to join them, Admiral?
(21:21:05) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Granted. Good hunting and fly safe.
(21:21:23) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: already suited up, doing her pre-flight carefully by the book ::
(21:21:29) XO_Capt_TKirr: Asha Min> :: jogs down the corridor towards the Assault Bay ::
(21:21:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: nods to Harper as she heads past him into the Turbolift ::
(21:21:45) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: watches Kate go, catches her eye and mouths "be safe" ::
(21:22:41) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: leaves Sickbay and makes the relatively short trip to the Assault Bay at top speed ::
(21:22:49) NAV_CaptHarper: :: stands, knowing the Admiral will assume the station shortly after she leaves, and mouths a "you too" back to Lexy before turning to the TL ::
(21:23:10) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::this is just like old times on the Sirona during the war.. has this routine down pat::
(21:23:33) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: gives her a tight, anxious smile as she goes ::
(21:24:14) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: and does end up at the helm, just as Kate predicted ::
(21:24:24) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> Chaka: I'm sorry. You said something about dogs? :: carefully working through pre-flight ::
(21:24:46) NAV_CaptHarper: :: enters the TL :: Assault bay.
(21:25:01) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: makes it quick in the locker room and climbs into her fighter ::
(21:25:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Casually sips a cup of tea, watching the various to's and fro's of the crew from his console.:: Self: Starfleet certainly handles slavers differently. ::Chuckles to himself.::
(21:25:15) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::straightens her uniform and taps her badge, satisfied that everything's prepped for now:: *CO*: Sir, Dr. Tailor here. Sickbay is prepped and ready.
(21:25:30) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: arrives at the Assault Bay and ducks into the locker room just long enough to change ::
(21:25:36) NAV_CaptHarper: :: exits the TL and heads into the locker room, then quickly dons her flight suit ::
(21:26:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: *MED* I should expect so, doctor. Please relay through the XO in the future, though.
(21:26:38) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::gives a slight blush which turns her cheeks lavender:: *CO*: Yessir.. Understood.
(21:27:08) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Wipes the blade down with an oiled rag, gives it a quick look of approval, and sheathes it before reaching for his helmet.:: Bunch of bullshit.
(21:27:09) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: glances up at Blackthorne, hearing his comm, and makes note of Sickbay's status ::
(21:27:26) NAV_CaptHarper: :: grabs her helmet and strides confidently into the assault bay, her first sortie in over a year ::
(21:27:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: emerges from the locker room and makes his way to his spot on the preflight line. He catches view of his Mustang for the first time and is glad to see it ::
(21:27:46) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: completes her pre-flight, but checks it again, because that's what regulations say to do ::
(21:27:52) NAV_CaptHarper: :: approaches the shining new Mustang Mark II that she picked out and climbs aboard :: *Sharks* Alright folks, listen up!
(21:28:00) NAV_CaptHarper: :: powers it up and goes through preflight ::
(21:28:07) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: finishes looking over everything and preps for combat ::
(21:28:32) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: Exiting slipstream in two minutes. Stand by.
(21:29:05) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: settles into her cockpit and listens up ::
(21:29:13) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: heads to his Mustang and begins his preflight inspection :: Mustang: Hello, old friend. It's been a long time.
(21:29:18) NAV_CaptHarper: *Sharks* We have been told to expect a handful of old fighters, but do not discount them. Their pilots could be quite skilled. There are also automated defenses to disable.
(21:29:33) CSO_Lt_Wright: *Shipwide* Exiting slipstream in two minutes. All hands stand by for slipstream exit.
(21:29:45) NAV_CaptHarper: *Sharks* Succeeding with that, we can assist in disabling the attached vessels and any station weaponry. Questions?
(21:30:17) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: Slipstream exit in thirty seconds.
(21:30:26) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> *Sharks* Are we authorized for lethal action?
(21:30:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: puts weapons into Standby and energizes the phasers for immediate use upon exit and the CO's command ::
(21:30:46) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: tucks her braid into her helmet and fastens it, securing herself in the cockpit ::
(21:30:50) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> *Sharks* We blowing anything up?
(21:30:53) NAV_CaptHarper: *Sharks* Against fighters and escort ships, yes. Not against the station.
(21:31:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Tav> :: throws his helmet into his Mustang, climbs in, powers up and puts on his helmet, listening to the radio chatter. ::
(21:31:43) NAV_CaptHarper: :: tucks her hair up in her helmet, then seals it, tying her suit into the fighter's LSS ::
(21:31:54) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis pops into normal space.
(21:31:59) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Red alert!
(21:32:02) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: nods to herself, going through the motions of preflight checks :: *Sharks* Spitfire, copy that.
(21:32:28) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: quickly gets their position relative to the station, then engages high warp at it ::
(21:32:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: brings the ship to Red Alert status, full shields and weapons. :: CO: Red alert, sir.
(21:32:44) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up when the red alert signal goes off, clicks on the bridge feed so she can listen in::
(21:32:53) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: monitoring local space on sensors ::
(21:33:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gets a lock on the station as quickly as he can ::
(21:33:35) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: ready to launch, sits calmly in her Mustang and awaits launch orders ::
(21:33:45) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: tsks Blackthorne in her mind, but doesn't bother to reprimand him for the risky and somewhat unorthodox move ::
(21:33:46) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Tav/Spots> :: closes his canopy and prepares to launch ::
(21:34:36) NAV_CaptHarper: *Sharks* We have exited slipstream. Stand by for launch orders. :: closes her own canopy and waits ::
(21:34:47) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Having fluidly, almost lazily slid into his seat, he engages the environmental seals on his helmet and closes the canopy. All systems are already at power. ::
(21:34:52) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: seals her canopy and waits ::
(21:34:54) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::mentally goes through the casualty prep checklist to make sure she hasn't forgotten anything..::
(21:35:00) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: watching the approach, and tells the computer the precise moment to exit warp ::
(21:35:23) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: takes a brief moment for meditation ::
(21:35:25) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The station is already panicing, mobilizing its escort ships and other defenses.
(21:35:33) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: runs the final pressure check on his flight suit, not that it would do much if he actually needed it, but it makes the suits back at Command happy. Heh. The suits. The same ones who probably would prefer shove his whole crew out an airlock without the benefit of flight suits about now ::
(21:37:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: Dropping out of warp in thirty seconds.
(21:37:47) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: Five, four, three...
(21:38:00) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gets his lock on the station :: CO: They're mobilizing. Ready to go.
(21:38:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis emerges from warp and is immediately fired upon by two light escort cruisers, with Klingon torpedos.
(21:38:30) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Weapons free, Major! CSO: Launch Mustangs.
(21:39:11) NAV_CaptHarper: :: notes that they've also emerged from warp and that it will not be long now :;
(21:39:31) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: grabs her console, bracing for impact, then activates the comms :: *Sharks* ...Sharks are go for launch.
(21:39:56) NAV_CaptHarper: *CSO* Acknowledged. *Sharks* We are go for launch. Good hunting!
(21:39:57) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: opens her eyes when she hears the launch order ::
(21:40:16) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: monitors the situation from her seat, by now used to Blackthorne being at NAV, and stands by to make necessary decisions ::
(21:40:46) NAV_CaptHarper: :: lifts the shiny new Mustang off the bay floor and shoots out the door ::
(21:41:04) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: lets go of her console, chiding herself for the unnecessary defensive reaction ::
(21:41:07) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: lifts off and speeds out, looking for a target ::
(21:41:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: fires back at the light escorts, maiming one and narrowly missing the other. Yet both are still in a position to make another attack and take the opportunity. Direct hits, but the shields do their jobs. Wolfe takes aim and fires again, taking out the maimed vessel with a quantum toreped, and disabling the weapons on the previously undamaged cruiser ::
(21:41:10) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: lifts her fighter off its legs and thrusts out the bay in line with the rest of the Mustangs ::
(21:41:39) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: glides out of the assault bay in formation ::
(21:42:05) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: takes off and follows along in formation out of the cool light of the bay and into the cold vacuum of space, looking for a good first target ::
(21:42:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: keeps a course while the fighters launch, not doing too much maneuvering, knowing our shields can handle these two ::
(21:42:45) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: scans the battlefield through her canopy, evaluating ::
(21:43:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: It would have been so very useful back in the day, having shields as strong as Atlantis'...
(21:43:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> No fighters have joined the fray on their side yet, but a wave of automated drones has made for Atlantis.
(21:43:32) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::takes a breath.. feeling the tense calm before the storm.. ::
(21:43:37) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: A Sovereign class solves many problems.
(21:43:50) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: spots them :: *Sharks* Incoming drones.
(21:44:03) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: catches the drone fleet on sensors and makes for them :: Self: Time to party...
(21:44:07) CAG_CaptHarper: *CSO* Understood. *Sharks* Target those drones.
(21:44:26) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> *Sharks* Spitfire, moving to intercept.
(21:44:32) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: notes the swarm of drones and heads for them, aiming for a lock on one to start taking them down ::
(21:45:01) CAG_CaptHarper: Now, let me see what she has... :: floors the new fighter, making for the drones ::
(21:45:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is quietly thankful for the CO's unwavering willingness to stay the course, as it makes his job all the easier. Not that he minds the challenge, but there's no reason to do evasive maneuvers if you don't have to. Plus, it really fucks with the enemies. Wolfe tags the remaining cruiser a few times with phasers and blows it out of the sky ::
(21:45:27) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: Certainly makes disposing of slavers a less risky affair.
(21:45:51) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: notes the Sharks are away and makes for the station itself at full impulse ::
(21:45:56) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: decides :: *Sharks* Jester moving to intercept from below. :: rolls out of formation and drops to the lower plane ::
(21:46:13) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Shrugs :: Why not? Wasn't all that excited to kill for that bitch anyway.
(21:47:13) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Two medium cruisers warp in, previously unaccounted for.
(21:48:07) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: Ash> :: comes into range of the first drones and begins phaser attacks, banking slightly to pass it towards another drone ::
(21:48:19) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Picks his target, and lets fly with a volley of phaser fire at beyond effective range. Predictably, nothing hits, but a few beams DO come close enough to force his target drone to evade. This leaves it out of position as he goes zooming by at top speed, tagging its belly with a shot as he goes. ::
(21:48:26) CAG_CaptHarper: :: gets a lock on one as she approaches and phasers it away, then rolls out as she's targeted ::
(21:48:37) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: sees them while she's angled up to get into firing position :: *Sharks* Looks like company.
(21:49:02) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: A self-guiding micro torpedo finishes the job, but by that point, Chaka's already moved on. ::
(21:49:05) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: catches two more medium cruisers incoming, and starts firing phasers their way even before they're out of warp. He knows the chances of hitting them are low, but it's gotta make the warp look more intense ::
(21:49:06) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: gets a lock on a drone and lights it up, peppering it with phaser fire ::
(21:49:33) CAG_CaptHarper: *Sharks* Atlantis will handle those.
(21:50:18) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The cruisers immediately unleash a volley of Romulan plasma torpedos.
(21:50:18) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: focuses fire on the drone closest to Atlantis, attempting a pincer with the Sharks attacking from the other side ::
(21:51:12) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: Entering evasive patterns!
(21:51:26) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::fiddles with calibrating a medical tricorder or three while she waits, more to use up nervous energy than anything else..::
(21:51:56) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: They aren't afraid to show off their impressive array of ordnance.
(21:52:06) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: listens to Sharks chatter ::
(21:52:19) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Blackthorne's efforts evade some of the plasma torpedos, but a few others slam into our shields, tossing things and people about.
(21:52:56) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: quickly braces, attempting to hold on ::
(21:53:46) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::grabs a medical cart to keep it from careening into a bulkhead, but it tips over anyway, dumping it's contents everywhere.. she manages not to fall over herself by grabbing a biobed at the last minute::
(21:53:46) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: finishes her pass of the incoming drones and comes about, there no longer any semblance of a formation as expected as the dogfighting commences, and picks at stray targets with flashing phaser fire and periodit microtorps ::
(21:53:49) CAG_CaptHarper: :: comes back about on another drone, finding that she is having little difficulty returning to combat flight after so long away ::
(21:53:49) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has been firing on the mediums since before the dropped from warp, and the first thing they felt was him reaching out and touching them. He sends each its very own boquet of three photon torpedos with a quantum at the end, all targeting engines. ::
(21:54:55) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: sends a microtorpedo at her current target before finding a new one ::
(21:55:21) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The cruisers manage to avoid a few of the shots themselves, conducting themselves much more respectably than the hapless light escorts that preceded them.
(21:55:38) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: follows along from below, picking off wounded targets ::
(21:55:56) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::grumbles and eases herself over to the pile of medical instruments, picking them off of the floor::
(21:57:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The cruisers respond with additional plasma torpedos, garnished by Klingon torpedos.
(21:57:24) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Bridge: What bloody armory did they raid, anyway? :: attempts to evade ::
(21:57:25) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sends replacements for any and all torpedos that missed their targets, and doubles the gift, finishing with another quantum torpedo each, and plenty of phaser fire ::
(21:57:44) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: attempting to jam the station's communication frequencies ::
(21:57:52) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: I'm thinking it was an armory zoo.
(21:58:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: This all takes me back Admiral! Isn't it exciting?
(21:58:56) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: watches Wolfe's shooting and keeps an eye on her summarized sensor display on her chair arm, noting the state of their shields and how many targets remain ::
(21:59:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Spots> :: gets and stays on Ash's wing, assisting and protecting her ::
(21:59:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: By the strictest of definitions, perhaps....
(21:59:16) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: focuses fire on a healthy drone, taking careful aim before firing ::
(21:59:37) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Our shields are battered again, sending unprepared people flying into things.
(22:00:07) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Notes the firepower on display himself as he does some quick mental calculation and allows a drone to get a quick shot at him from slightly long range. As expected, his shields are able to take the slightly dissipated beam before he ducks back out of the line of fire. The offending drone, punished from closer range, is not so lucky. ::
(22:00:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: rotates the shields to turn the weakest points away from the greatest action ::
(22:00:18) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> But one of the cruisers does succumb to the withering fire sent its way by Wolfe. The other answers with a spray of Klingon disruptor fire.
(22:00:30) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: even though she's holding on to her console with a white-knuckled grip, she STILL almost gets dumped to the floor with that one ::
(22:00:44) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> *Sharks* Those newcomers are halfway professional. There's a fight to sink your teeth into.
(22:01:22) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: holding on with his legs, practiced, as he brings Atlantis about to get Wolfe a clear shot ::
(22:01:28) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: matches the Klingon disruptor fire from the remaining cruiser with his own phaser fire, while he waits for the first tubes to be reloaded. ::
(22:01:31) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: chases her drone around for a bit before nailing it with a phaser beam and moving on ::
(22:01:40) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: regains her seat and continues attempting to jam communication frequencies, hoping to disrupt their defensive tactics ::
(22:01:43) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: smirks as she notices Spots on her wing, and makes sure she doesn't fly into him while her target essentially gets blasted with double the weaponry ::
(22:02:00) CAG_CaptHarper: *Sharks* More than we expected, certainly. :: somewhat calmly dispatches another drone ::
(22:02:20) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: barely manages to hang onto her seat, wondering once again why they don't use seat belts ::
(22:03:00) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: seeing no handy targets, does a quick spin around the debris field, looking for something to shoot ::
(22:03:30) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::a few patients begin to straggle in.. a few bruises here and a broken bone or two from people getting tossed about::
(22:05:22) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: picks off a drone here and there with calculated precision shots ::
(22:05:33) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: keeps constant phaser beams on the remaining cruiser, and when he's in position opens up a new volley of torpedos and multiple phaser arrays ::
(22:05:36) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Can't wait to see what other weaponry these slavers have acquired, if they're not defeated by then.::
(22:05:37) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The drones have been mostly destroyed, but five Maquis fighters emerge from the station and fly in formation toward the feeding Sharks.
(22:06:23) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: notes the fighters and checks her readouts ::
(22:06:43) CAG_CaptHarper: *Sharks* New targets, incoming bandits!
(22:07:21) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::scans and sets the broken ankle of one patient.. whose foot came in at an odd angle; gives her pain meds while she sets up the osteotractor to pull the bone back into place::
(22:07:27) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: using the debris field as cover while she watches how the bandits are going to move ::
(22:08:19) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The medium cruiser finally melts under Atlantis's pressure...
(22:09:18) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> *Sharks* Spitfire, copy that! :: heads towards the incoming fighters with Spots on her wing, and together they concentrate their fire on the first bandit to notice them ::
(22:09:24) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Selects an enemy fighter at the extreme left of the enemy formation, and accelerates to intercept. :: Okay.
(22:09:50) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: finds herself a fighter to target and speeds towards it, readying a lock for the phasers ::
(22:10:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Just in time for a familiar-looking ship with a different paint scheme to warp in to join the battle. It's an actual Romulan Warbird, but obviously rebadged and with a grotesque paint job.
(22:10:30) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sends a few phaser blasts through the medium cruiser for good measure ::
(22:10:51) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: notes an enemy fighter maneuvering to get on Sehlat's 6 and move to intercept :: *Sharks* One on your tail, Sehlat. I'm inbound.
(22:10:52) CAG_CaptHarper: :: moves to intercept as well, finding Sehlat on her wing ::
(22:11:40) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks back, trying to catch a glimpse of the fighter on her tail, before deciding that that was a highly illogical manuever, sensors were much more reliable ::
(22:11:50) CAG_CaptHarper: :: hears that and flip turns to fly backwards ::
(22:11:59) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Immediately begins to exchange fire with his adversary, but in a pretty adept display of gunnery, he aims his shots just off the fighter's hull, his phasers impacting only the shields. He also directs a private comm signal directly to the pilot. ::
(22:12:12) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Is that really a Warbird?
(22:12:12) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: jerks her fighter hard to port, hoping to shake the enemy fighter ::
(22:12:23) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: staring at the sensor readings ::
(22:12:33) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: smiles slightly at the Warbird, and begins opening fire :: CO: It is. For the moment.
(22:13:00) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: moves into position and fires on the offending fighter, hoping to at least make it break way ::
(22:13:06) CAG_CaptHarper: :: peppers the pursuing fighter with phaser fire, but its pilot breaks off, skillfully ::
(22:13:06) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: notes the big bleeping dot on her sensor panel and curses to herself ::
(22:13:08) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> *Pirate* Hey, you there. Time to use your brain, and fuck off while you can.
(22:13:49) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird still has its weaponry, if not its proper markings, and unleashes disruptor and torpedo fire.
(22:14:33) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Pirate> *Chaka* It is you that should fuck off, Federation scum!
(22:15:06) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::..and passes the bone regenerator over the ankle. She's fixed up a few minutes later, testing her newly fixed ankle on the floor.. :: Ensign Knott: The tenderness and swelling will go down in a few days time....but if it turns purple, we want to see you back immediately...
(22:15:23) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: flips her fighter back around and finds the fighter that was tailing her, locking phasers on ::
(22:15:25) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: keeps busy with fighters, concentrating her efforts with Spots where she can, but it gets a bit hectic and they're separated at some point. Priority, dodge incoming fire, don't navigate into anything else moving, and shoot when she can, all the while hoping Atlantis can handle their new opponent ::
(22:15:44) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird can pose a signifcant threat. Our shields take a beating and cause some consoles to explode, because that's what they do.
(22:16:14) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Braces on his console and chuckles to himself.:: CO: I had heard many Warbirds had fallen out of the Star Empire's hands. Who would have thought one would make it this far from their space?
(22:16:15) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: fires again, aiming for propulsion systems ::
(22:16:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: throws everything he has of his phasers into the Warbird, waiting just a moment before dealing five quantums from his rapidi fire turret, folllowed by a full volley of photons ::
(22:16:40) CEO_LtQuinn: *Pirate* Yeah, yeah. I'm a soulless thug of the establishment with a tiny dick. Now look at how this is going for you. But we're just here for your boss. I'm sure I'd hate your guts if you gave me time, but I don't have it. That old tub has warp drive. Engage it, and I won't follow. I want a piece of that Warbird.
(22:16:44) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Let's get some power from low priority systems to the shields, pre-emptively.
(22:17:24) CSO_Lt_Wright: CO: Aye, Admiral. :: initiates the subroutine that she's prepped in anticipation of this specific request ::
(22:17:29) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird manages to evade a few of the shots, with some going through the double wing... and then it cloaks.
(22:17:38) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: turns her face away while her console sparks :: Report, Mr. Wolfe!
(22:18:16) CAG_CaptHarper: :: smirks at the chatter as she tries to stick with one of these pilots ::
(22:19:08) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Pirate> *Chaka* That might be true, and I just might even leave before this is all over with, my boss be damned. But right now, I want a piece of you, since I don't have a Federation Mustang on my kill list yet.
(22:19:42) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> *Pirate* Fair enough.
(22:20:07) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Plots a collision course with the Peregrine, and engages full impulse.::
(22:20:13) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: manages to tag the persistent fighter with a minitorp, sending it spinning violently away ::
(22:20:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> While these fighters are older, their pilots are exceedingly skilled and using them to their fullest.
(22:20:39) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Shields at 68%. And down to 62%.
(22:21:06) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: funneling all non-essential system power to the shields ::
(22:21:23) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Dammit Venya, you could have told us about the Warbird. CTO: Look sharp for when it decloaks.
(22:21:40) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: waits for the Warbird to decloak, not trying to second guess where they could be, as that tends to make one look everywhere but where they are :: XO: Aye, looking for it.
(22:21:43) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: hits the spinning fighter with phasers ::
(22:22:09) CAG_CaptHarper: Oh, you are good... :: turns in hard on the flight leader, trying to lead him as he's trying to lead her, in the classic death spiral ::
(22:22:43) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::turns to the next patient, fixing up a cracked rib, listening to the bridge feed as she works::
(22:22:46) CAG_CaptHarper: :: but the Mustang can out turn the older fighter and she fires, just in time for the enemy to roll out and climb ::
(22:24:14) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird decloaks directly behind us, at close range, and fires plasmas.
(22:24:19) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: Opens his sensors to every direction. Every second the Warbird is cloaked is another second they could be moving around ::
(22:25:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: fires everything the aft launchers have: two quantums, two photons, and a volley of phaser fire ::
(22:25:25) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: joins Sehlat in punishing the crippled fighter, and together they destroy it in short order ::
(22:26:08) CAG_CaptHarper: *Sharks* Good kill! :: still pursuing their leader ::
(22:26:20) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: thrown forward against the helm as he pulls Atlantis up hard :
(22:27:32) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird absorbs most of the return fire, and cloaks again.
(22:27:34) CSO_Lt_Wright: ::decides to just let herself fall this time because it'd be safer to control it, tucks and rolls, protecting her head ::
(22:28:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: keeps firing after the cloak and watches which direction the hits go, able to follow it for a few seconds after the cloak before losing the Warbird ::
(22:28:34) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: shakes his head ::: CTO: Damage report, I know that one stung.
(22:30:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: It stung, but not as badly as you might expect. Aft shields at 48%. Rotating frequencies and harmonics to compensate ::
(22:30:44) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: gets up once she's sure it's reasonably safe and retakes her seat :: Self: Bridge needs seatbelts.
(22:30:58) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CTO: Perhaps I could be of some assistance in locating the vessel, Major?
(22:31:05) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Using his superior maneuverability to close to point blank range, he fires off all but two of his remaining torpedoes, intent on playing against type and overwhelming his enemy with brute force before making for Atlantis. ::
(22:31:10) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::stumbles a bit as the ship lurches:: Computer: Computer, Activate restraining field on Biobed 2, level 1.. ::shrugs it off and continues working on the patient's rib.. she had to do alot of this during the war..::
(22:31:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Go ahead and get a casualty report from sickbay while we wait.
(22:31:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks up from his console at Ilaihr :: ENG: Take Tactical 2.
(22:31:37) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> *Sharks* Firefly, permission to get in on the main event?
(22:32:17) XO_Capt_TKirr: *MED* Bridge to Sickbay. Casualty report.
(22:32:31) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: looks around at the other enemy fighters being pursued by the other Sharks, and jumps in to assist ::
(22:32:45) CAG_CaptHarper: :: locked in a deadly dance with the enemy CAG :: *Sharks* Chaka, you already had it.
(22:33:46) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Plods over to the secondary tactical console. His eyes take on that milky hue, as his fingers wander over the targeting overlay; quickly getting to work in locating the vessel.::
(22:34:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: watches closely what Ilaihr is doing from his own console ::
(22:34:51) CAG_CaptHarper: :: flip-turns in the middle of a loop and fires phasers, managing to weaken the enemy shields ::
(22:35:09) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: attempting to modify sensors to pick up some kind of trace of the cloaked ship's movements ::
(22:35:21) CSO_Lt_Wright: :: uses the debris field ::
(22:35:42) MED_Ens_Tailor: *XO*: Yes Ma'am.. So far, a fewminor injuries.. broken bones, bruises, and cuts from people getting thrown around. No major injuries so far though.
(22:35:48) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Show me your minds, dear children, where do you lurk in the blackness...? ::Slowly moves the reticule around, despite not looking at the screen.::
(22:36:03) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> None of the efforts to locate the Warbird show anything.
(22:36:19) XO_Capt_TKirr: *MED* Thank you, Doctor. Good work. Bridge out.
(22:36:25) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> But the Warbird does show back up, decloaking under us and firing everything.
(22:38:07) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Son of a– :: dives Atlantis while pitching over sharply as the ship rocks from the incoming fire :;
(22:38:37) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: holds on as intertial dampeners struggle to keep up ::
(22:39:13) CSO_Lt_Wright: Self: Here we go again... :: braces ::
(22:39:13) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Focuses his mind on where the Warbird is in the instant, looking for anything he can fix his 'sight' on, for when it cloaks again.::
(22:39:16) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: fires all the phasers he can on the ventral side of Atlantis. Unfortunately, there are no torpedo turrets that can shoot straight "down" so he waits until Blackthorne has nosed Atlantis over enough, and then releases every forward torpedo, including four rapid fire quantums, into the Warbird ::
(22:39:38) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> ::Taking Harper's response as permission, he accelerates toward the re-appearing Warbird, knowing there's a slight delay between the drop of the cloak and the re-initializing of its shields, and hoping to get lucky with phasers. ::
(22:40:19) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: connects every facing phaser array with the Warbird's propulsion while this is happening, and waits for the results ::
(22:40:37) MED_Ens_Tailor: Self: Sonofabi.. ooof! ..::smacks against the neighboring biobed as she's thrown into it. Is grateful the patient next to her is in a restraining field, and didn't also get thrown onto the floor. Winces and picks herself up, mentally taking a note to fix her own bruised rib later..::
(22:40:44) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: in conjunction with another Shark, takes out another fighter :: Self: Feeding frenzy.
(22:41:17) CAG_CaptHarper: :: banks up and right while yawing and manages to get a torpedo lock, letting it fly :;
(22:42:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Warbird experiences Rapid Unplanned Disassembly, first losing one of its iconic double wings, and then finally exploding.
(22:42:39) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: scans the debris field for any potential drones or anything hiding in its midst and watches the warbird explode ::
(22:43:06) CAG_CaptHarper: :: too busy to watch the Warbird go down as she sees her torpedo connect, but the enemy CAG is not done yet ::
(22:44:10) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Pats the Major's shoulder.:: CTO: Seems, the mind is a terrible thing to waste. :Smiles, before getting up to retake his console.::
(22:44:25) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: notes one side of the fighter she's aiming at light up considerably as there is a rather large explosion nearby and checks her scanners to make sure Atlantis is still there :: Self: Whew...aw damn it! :: chases the fighter as she loses her torpedo lock ::
(22:45:26) CAG_CaptHarper: :: somehow finds it on her six, and executes a relative stop, firing as the enemy overshoots her ::
(22:45:45) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: breathes a sigh of relief :: CTO: Well done, Major.
(22:46:10) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: smirks at Ilaihr as he turns his attention back to the starbase :: XO: Shields currently at 34%. We should get those numbers up a bit before engaging anything else.
(22:47:11) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Indeed. Prepare for the assault on the station.
(22:47:21) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Assuming no one else joins the fray....
(22:48:35) CAG_CaptHarper: :: slams herself back to full speed, having to do a g-strain maneuver, but loses the target again and swears elaborately in English ::
(22:49:33) CAG_CaptHarper: They are too damned good! :: checks the readouts and sees few enemies remaining :: *Sharks* All focus on my target!
(22:49:44) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: spots an enemy fighter moving evasively and fires at it just as the request comes in ::
(22:50:25) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: notes Firefly's target and guns her fighter towards that particular scuffle :: *Sharks* Acknowledged.
(22:50:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: touches base with Engineering to make sure that shields are being repired :: XO: We should be back to full shields in four minutes.
(22:50:39) CEO_LtQuinn: Chaka> :: Zooms back in to help Harper. :: *Sharks* I'm painting that fucker on my hull, by the way.
(22:51:05) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: catches up with the fighter she was tracing, only to see Spots' phasers finish it off in a messy little fighter-sized explosion. She checks for other targets, only to have Firefly's comm come in :: *Sharks* Spitfire on the way!
(22:51:48) CAG_CaptHarper: *Sharks* Yes, you totally waxed the Warbird. :: straining to keep up with the incredibly skilled enemy pilot, but manages to hit with a few more phaser shots ::
(22:52:14) XO_Capt_TKirr: CTO: Thank you. Ideally, we'll have a little time.
(22:52:32) CSO_Lt_Wright: Jester> :: comes in from the side and tags the fighter with microtorps and phaser fire from an unexpected position ::
(22:53:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: I'm thinking after a Warbird, the only thing worth throwing at us would be a Galaxy Class starship. Other than the entirety of Starfleet, we haven't had one of those go missing recently, have we?
(22:53:41) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::now that the patient's rib is knit, Velina helps her up after she releases the restraining field. The patient nods her thanks and gingerly makes her way back out of sickbay and back to duty.::
(22:53:47) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The enemy CAG warps away, just as its shields are about to fall.
(22:54:15) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Not that I am aware of.
(22:54:26) XO_Capt_TKirr: Ash> :: approaches the now popular enemy CAG, carefully slowing as the area is suddenly buzzing with Mustangs, only to see it suddenly warp away ::
(22:54:27) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Reclaims his seat at ENG, curious as to how the on-the-ground portion of the mission will be conducted; it wont be as interesting as Xindi-Insectoids carrying people away into the ceiling, but he figures it should be exciting nonetheless.::
(22:54:47) CAG_CaptHarper: Asshole! :: yells at the warp trail ::
(22:55:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:03) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:04) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM