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(21:30:50) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:30:50) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:30:51) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:31:07) CaptHarper: :: at the helm, monitoring the slipstream flight ::
(21:31:49) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: in the assault bay wing ready room, playing solitaire ::
(21:32:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: monitoring fleetwide communications, trying to stay busy and keep herself from worrying about what is to come ::
(21:32:52) CaptHarper: :: tries to offer a resassuring glance Lexy's way ::
(21:33:08) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: continuing to make battle plans around twice the arsenal they expect to welcome them at the shipyard. ::
(21:33:24) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: lies across her backless seat next to Harper on the bridge, monitoring a little of everything at her half-console including the tactical scans from their battle, out of interest ::
(21:33:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: could definitely use a reassuring glance right now, but is so focused on staying busy that she doesn't notice Kate's efforts ::
(21:34:11) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: ::At the bridge engineering console, writing up a subroutine which will automatically lock out function of the antimatter cannon if their reserve drops to critical levels again. Blowing shit up won't do any good if they can't run the ship in a combat situation afterward. ::
(21:35:25) CaptHarper: :: speaks up while still looking in Lexy's directions :: All: Ten minutes to slipstream exit.
(21:35:25) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: typing away on her station, working on calculations for the upcoming attack ::
(21:36:48) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: finishes typing something into her station on the bridge and glances around, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. After a moment of consideration she gets up and walks over to Wright, leaning in to whisper in her ear and discreetly offer a hypospray with the anxiety med she'd given Wright the last time in a way others couldn't see. Her words are unrel
(21:36:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: closes her eyes at this announcement and surreptitiously pinches the bridge of her nose, willing herself to stay calm ::
(21:36:49) MED_LtJG_Acacia: ated, but her tone offering. :: CSO: Before battle?
(21:37:09) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is unaware of Quinn's algorithm, but has received an ample supply of antimatter from Endeavour. Of course, he's also worried about the damage done to Atlantis when he sprays antimatter. ::
(21:37:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks up at Harper's announcement to the bridge, then closes out of her sensor data log in favor of the newest reports of the ship's status ::
(21:38:08) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: sees the time as he overturns the fourth ace ::
(21:38:15) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: opens her eyes in surprise and looks at Acacia, her mind taking a moment to work through what the doctor is offering. She hesitates, wanting to accept but not sure if she should ::
(21:38:28) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: XO: I've freed up some power from non-essential systems to bolster the targeting scanners. The faster and more reliably they can spot localized molecular disruptions, the better we can hit them where it'll hurt.
(21:38:42) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::is not in a surgical bay for a change. Finishing up a pile of reports from the influx of battle casualties, and forwarding the ones onto the captain which require her to contact families::
(21:38:53) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: XO: Hopefully it'll make enough difference that we won't need to lean on that cannon so much this time.
(21:39:46) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns her head towards Quinn and smiles :: CEO: Thank you, Mr. Quinn. :: looks towards Wolfe to make sure he got the message ::
(21:40:01) CaptHarper: :: nods in satisfaction as she overhears that ::
(21:40:06) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: crouches slightly, offering an encouraging smile. She keeps her voice very quiet :: CSO: There's no shame in needing to take the edge off. It's up to you, but you don't have to try to tough this out. If you can't regulate your own neurotransmitters, storebought blockers are fine.
(21:40:23) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: nods to Kuari ::
(21:40:24) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: XO: On the downside, nobody will be able to replicate those potatoes au gratin until we stand down red alert.
(21:40:47) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CEO: Well, isn't that too bad. Too bad indeed.
(21:41:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: feeling shame that the doctor says she shouldn't feel, she finally nods her consent and replies just as quietly :: Thank you. I'll... I'll go talk to Dr. Endilev when this is all over.
(21:41:11) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: chuckles :: CEO: Potatoes are gross either way, so it's not a loss.
(21:41:58) CaptHarper: CEO: Just tell me that coffee is still available.
(21:42:02) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods back to Wolfe, then smirks at Quinn's aside ::
(21:42:42) CaptHarper: :: glad that at least for this battle, they're not in their nightclothes and are less likely to require coffee ::
(21:42:49) AmberSun: ::Is exploring the ship, walking the corridors; followed my armed guards, as he himself follows his nose.::
(21:42:55) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: gives Wright the shot and slides the hypospray in her pocket surreptitiously. She pats Wrights shoulder encouragingly and leans in, adding one last thing she maaaybe shouldn't. :: CSO: Over two hundred people on this ship take a form of anxiety medication. Bodies don't know what they're doing these days, and that's okay.
(21:44:14) CaptHarper: :: sends another reassuring look Lexy's way, hoping she sees it this time ::
(21:44:20) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: CO: Best enjoy it now, Captain. No replicators, no holodecks. Strictly rations and a good book.
(21:44:30) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::takes a long swig of a mostly warm cup of coffee and stands, setting the paperwork aside to finish later; she's reached her limit for now::
(21:44:36) CaptHarper: :: sends someone for coffee ASAP :
(21:44:50) CaptHarper: All: One minute to slipstream exit.
(21:44:52) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: moves on, not wanting to draw too much attention, and does a similar routine with a twitchy Ensign standing at one of the consoles near the back, mumbling things to him no one else can hear while her hands are cleverly hidden. ::
(21:44:58) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Acacia in surprise, then tilts her head, considering the ramifications :: MED: Th-thank you. For your encouragement. :: smiles weakly at her, then glances over at Kate, hoping she didn't notice, and is relieved to see Kate's reassuring look ::
(21:45:12) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: takes a deep breath, fingers poised for action calmly ::
(21:45:21) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: leaves the half-finished game in place and heads into the locker room to grab his helmet, then into the assault bay for his third fighter of the battles ::
(21:46:17) CaptHarper: ACTION> All four starships exit slipstream in different places across the star system containing the Xovul shipyard and begin to converge on the target at high warp.
(21:47:20) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: glances around one last time, leaning on the wall as they exit slipstream, then goes back to her seat all casual-like ::
(21:47:39) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: surreptitiously gives herself a shot too ::
(21:47:57) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> Sitting in his Mustang, white silk scarf wrapped about his neck in dashing fashion, and treating to his customary nip of Saurian brandy as he awaits the launch order. ::
(21:48:32) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: transitions shields from slipstream configuration to standard tactical configuration. ::
(21:48:40) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: feels the calm from the hypospray slowly spreading over her whole body, feeling slightly warm ::
(21:49:10) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: climbs into the as-of-yet-unnamed Mustang :: Ah, señorita, encantado de concerlo. ¿Me concede este baile?
(21:49:54) CaptHarper: :: glad that the drift was at least low :: All: Two minutes until target.
(21:50:01) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> NAV: ::Looks over with a laugh:: You DO know if she can even hear you, it's probably just as a charming assortment of ones and zeroes?
(21:50:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: performing another unnecessary preflight check on Shinigami before vaulting herself into the cockpit ::
(21:50:34) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: powers up the Mustang and runs through preflight, then checks in ::
(21:50:49) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Sharks* Sharks, Zorro here, comm check.
(21:51:05) AmberSun: ::Is startled by the sudden automatic opening of the sickbay doors, as he wanders passed. Pokes his head in the door, following the smell of blood and flesh, as well an array of chemical smells he was unfamiliar with.::
(21:51:41) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: is also waiting in her fighter, midway through preflight checks :: *Sharks* Spitfire, ready and willing.
(21:51:49) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::huffs a sigh and gets back to the grindstone, swishes out of the door to her office into the main ward.. and sees a bear.:: Ambersun: Uh, hello?
(21:52:18) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> *Sharks* Triple checked to perfection.
(21:52:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: jamming her helmet on :: *Sharks* Jester, here. I copy you, Zorro, Spitfire.
(21:52:35) CaptHarper: CSO: Have the Sharks launch as soon as ready when we exit warp.
(21:53:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Captain. :: hearing them doing their comm checks ::
(21:53:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Sharks, Atlantis. Your orders are to launch when ready once we drop out of warp.
(21:53:47) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *CSO* Sharks copy, Atlantis.
(21:54:03) AmberSun: ::Pulls his head out from under a crashcart.:: CMO: rrrHeehh... lllllLOooooO. ::Waves his paw.::
(21:54:06) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is close enough to see targets on sensors, and begins programming them into the tactical system ::
(21:54:49) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: follows her CO's motions calmly, eyes fixed on the programming sensors ::
(21:54:59) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: Chaka: Ones and zeroes, duranium and transparent aluminum, flesh and blood, it matters not. Treat a lady well, si?
(21:55:15) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka>*Sharks* Let's hope the big guns make a more impressive showing of it than last time. Otherwise, we're just out there building memories for our scrapbooks.
(21:56:10) CaptHarper: ACTION> The four starships, having varied their warp speeds to arrive at the shipyard at the same time, do exactly that.
(21:56:14) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: We have to get any flying things out of the way before we can start in on the yard itself. I expect it to be well-armed.
(21:56:44) AmberSun: ::Flares nostrils.:j
(21:56:56) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> NAV: If she's the kind of lady who regards a firefight as a fun first date, I'd say you better!
(21:56:59) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: Can.. I help you? ::cocks her head curiously:: You're from the planet, right?
(21:57:46) CaptHarper: ACTION> The shipyard is a series of three ring-shaped structures, all connected like an eight with an extra loop turned on its side. The central loop has a cylindrical structure a few decks tall on top of it. A half-finished Xovul dreadnought is in the central loop, and another operational one is awaiting our arrival.
(21:58:00) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Yes sir. :: fingers fly over the keyboard, eyes scanning the sensors. :: CTO: One dreadnought present at the moment
(21:58:05) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at the ship lifesign readouts in disbelief for a moment before deciding they're probably not wrong, and taps her combadge :: *CMO*: You alright down there?
(21:59:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: Chaka: You've got that right. :: sees the starfield go normal out the door :: *Sharks* That's our cue, launch! Good hunting!
(22:00:06) CMO_Lt_Tailor: *MED*: Sure, I'm fine. Why do you ask?
(22:00:09) AmberSun: CMO: Szzzzzzzmelll, bLlLloOOOOodd. ::Approaches the doctor, sniffing at her feet.:: Dooooo you make.... FOOOOooood?
(22:00:11) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: begins firing at the live dreadnought, pelting its shield emitters, not caring about anything else ::
(22:00:27) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Pats the weapon strapped into its chest holster that serves as both his trusty survival tool and namesake:: Always.
(22:00:53) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Floors the accelerator, zooming out into the void. :: WaHOO!
(22:00:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: lifts Shinigami off the flight deck and zips out into space ::
(22:01:10) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: lifts off the deck and into the black ::
(22:01:17) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: chuckles, shrugging :: *CMO*: Just making sure your guest wasn't being disruptive.
(22:01:22) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: joins her CO in attacking the live dreadnought, fingers flying ::
(22:01:48) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Prometheus-class Endeavour engages multivector attack mode, splitting into three ships.
(22:01:54) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: follows her squadron out of the launch bay, ready to fight ::
(22:02:19) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: with Atlantis now close enough, he adds photons and quantums to the phasers, adding the real damage now. ::
(22:02:43) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> *Sharks* Wouldja look at that? Maybe we caught them with their pants down after all. Bet we can do the same!
(22:02:45) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought launches its own fighters, and the shipyard's disruptor cannons begin to find targets and fire.
(22:02:47) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the main viewscreen as long as she can to take in the shipyard before her eyes dart to incoming reports and fleet status ::
(22:03:25) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: tightens the firing pattern onto one shield emitter near engineering, and pounds it for all Atlantis is worth ::
(22:03:27) CMO_Lt_Tailor: *MED*: I mean, aside from the fact that there's a bear sniffing me and asking about food? ::shrugs:: Nope, not that disruptive.. ::smirks:: Ambersun: You'd get food in the lounge.. we only make food for patients down here.
(22:03:30) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Dives down toward the dreadnought in the direction of its fighter bay, hoping to maybe get the drop on an enemy fighter or two in a strafing run before they get properly up to speed.::
(22:04:22) CMO_Lt_Tailor: Ambersun: Don't suppose you know how Ilaihr's doing, by the way?
(22:05:19) CaptHarper: CSO: Have all ships focus on the dreadnought. :: Brings Atlantis about in a coordinated attack run that she and Wolfe are getting better at with each battle ::
(22:05:20) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: ::Ignores the initial shaking of the ship with practiced ease, studying his panel. :: CO: Analyzing initial strain on the relays...looks like the EPS grid is holding up as it ought to for now.
(22:05:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: guiltily enjoying the sense of calm that she feels, but relays the orders to the fleet ::
(22:06:06) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: watches the viewscreen for a long moment, her smile gone. She then taps at her console. ::
(22:06:26) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: turns her focus to pelting shield generators near the bridge calmly ::
(22:06:52) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: appreciates that he didn't have to say anything to Harper, that she's naturally doing almost exactly what he needs, based on the targets he paints. It helps that the Xovul ships are all so similar. As Atlantis comes about, he gets back to assaulting his single darget ::
(22:07:17) AmberSun: ::Hops up onto his hind legs, sparking the security personnel to raise their weapons up at him.:: CMO: But... smell bllllloood. ::Cocks his head, before curiously casting his eyes the security.::
(22:07:35) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: Go for Engineering. This emitter. :: flashes it on her console, which also flashes it on the main viewer ::
(22:08:00) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches as Harper and Wolfe coordinate, Wright effectively communicates with the fleet, and the Sharks on her panel engage with vigor. Everything is going well, so far ::
(22:08:29) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Yes sir. :: turns her firing to the targeted emitter on her screen ::
(22:08:40) CaptHarper: CEO: You know that I like my EPS grids EPSing!
(22:08:55) AmberSun: ::Groans at the shaking of the ship.:: CMO: THE WORLD QUAKES!!! ::Panics and bulldozes through the guards, and under a biobed.::
(22:08:56) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: CO:...Yup.
(22:09:05) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: Covers Navarro's wing, engaging targets as they come into range ::
(22:09:07) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis rocks from a plasma torpedo volley that hits along with a spray of disruptor fire.
(22:09:34) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: glad to see Jester on his wing as he tangles with a bandit ::
(22:10:37) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::With a strange blend of utter calm and focused savagery, singles out a launching fighter and waits the moment it takes for a solid lock before launching a pair of micro quantums. He follows up all the phasers he can spray before he goes zipping past. He knows by now that splitting up his fire is a waste of power. ::.
(22:11:23) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: Ohhh. That kind of food. No, I can't help you with that. ::looks to the security personnel:: They can take you to a replicator to get... ::grabs a bulkhead as the ship shakes, as the bear makes a sudden move through the guards:: Self: Or nevermind.
(22:11:53) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: Watch their shields. Give me a countdown every 10% they lose. We want to take the dreadnought down as quickly as we can :: sends volley after volley into the sheild emitter, coordinating with the other Starfleet shipds and the Kvolir vessel to make it an unrelenting, constant attack, with a couple torpedoes landing every second on the one emitter ::
(22:12:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grips her seat base with all seven limbs ::
(22:12:26) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: We're in battle, the ship is shaking. You get used to it.
(22:12:38) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: winces as the ship rocks, the medication not removing natural anxiety ::
(22:12:58) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Yes sir. :: eyes flash to the shields of the dreadnought. :: CTO: Xovul shields at 80%.
(22:13:04) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: :: Silently diverts warp power to specific shield generators, depending on which side of the ship they're turning to the enemy at the moment.:: CTO: Seeing what I can do to slow that countdown.
(22:14:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Captain... a Xovul ship is hailing.
(22:14:20) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: A fighter, it seems.
(22:14:36) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: shakes his head once :: TAC2: 80? Oh, we've got a lively one. | CEO: I assume you mean our countdown?
(22:14:41) CaptHarper: :: avoids rolling her eyes, having an idea who it is, but just in case :: CSO: Put it on.
(22:14:42) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: perks an ear towards Wright and it takes a moment to process what she's said ::
(22:14:59) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: remembers the last time and frowns, but puts it on the screen ::
(22:15:17) AmberSun: ::Roars.:: CMO: But the walls... why they do no crumble. When the world quake at home, the cave crumble.
(22:15:33) CaptHarper: ACTION> An audio-only transmission comes through.
(22:15:46) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: shrugs slightly with a faint grin on her lips. :: CTO: Yes sir. Now 75%... Is it a possiblility that the dreadnought has an improved shield generator?
(22:15:48) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: CTO: Huh? Oh, sorry. Yeah. Anyway, just keep shooting. I'll find whatever we need to keep the return fire out.
(22:16:08) CaptHarper: XovulFighter> Fiiiiiireflyyyyyyy... do I have to shoot your people down again to get you to come out and face me, you coward? Maybe this time I won't let them eject.
(22:16:28) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: wants to take advantage of having a Xovul on audio to ask how they're gonna run like cowards this time He decides to keep his mouth shut and just keep firing ::
(22:16:31) CaptHarper: :: marks the fighter that comm is coming from on her targeting display ::
(22:16:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: barely stops herself from hanging up on this fucker, looking over at Kate for permission ::
(22:16:56) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: furrows her heavy brows at the disembodied voice across the bridge ::
(22:16:57) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: hisses at the Xovul audible, prepared to fire at the fighter ::
(22:16:57) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka>*Sharks* Will someone please just kick this guy in the dick already?
(22:17:03) CaptHarper: *Xovul* Fuck off. :: nods to Lexy ::
(22:17:14) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: sends a stray photon to introduce itself to the transmitting Xovul fighter ::
(22:17:27) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::plops herself into a chair that's bolted down to wait out the shaking:: AmberSun: The ship's made of metal instead of rock like your cave. Metal doesn't crumble like cave walls. Usually.
(22:17:29) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: relishes hanging up on this asshole :: CO: Link closed.
(22:17:32) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: her brows go the extent of their range, furrowed to surprised ::
(22:17:37) CaptHarper: So tired of that guy.
(22:18:03) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Indeed :: sends another Photon, and another, while never letting up on the dreadnought ::
(22:18:39) CaptHarper: ACTION> The torpedos miss the fighter since its lack of agility is only relative to other fighters.
(22:19:10) CaptHarper: :: doesn't let the asshole deter her from her duty, and brings Atlantis about for another run on the dreadnought ::
(22:19:13) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: spins through the dogfight, sending her firepower into Zorro's targets whenever she can, and keeping his six clear when she must ::
(22:19:20) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Shields at 70%. :: calls over, eyes focused as she unleashes a blast of plasma at the fighter that held the asshole Xovul ::
(22:19:49) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: lets up a second as they finish the pass, using the rear quantum emitters to get a couple more hits in on the emitter before they get turned around ::
(22:19:58) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: destroys that target and picks out the one that taunted the captain ::
(22:20:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: hears Grey's shields report and tears her eyes away from the viewscreen, checking on the fleet on her screen ::
(22:20:12) AmberSun: ::Sniffs the doctor again.:: CMO: Are you, honoured healer?
(22:21:58) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: watches as the shots hit, eyes widening at the sudden drop in the shields:: CTO: Shields at 30%!
(22:22:33) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: I suppose you could say that.. I'm the chief medical officer here. ::looks up again as the ship shakes::
(22:22:43) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: That doesn't make sense. :: keeps firing anyway. :: TAC2: Confirm that, if you would.
(22:23:23) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Xovul dreadnoughts are incredibly durable, but even they have trouble with four on one, and its shields quickly weaken.
(22:23:54) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: taps away at her console, teams of nurses arriving in different areas of the ship to patch up some early minor injuries from the turbulence. ::
(22:23:59) CaptHarper: :: keeping an eye on that fighter as she maneuvers Atlantis through the din ::
(22:24:30) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: enters into a dogfight with the taunting Xovul, who shot him down once already ::
(22:25:32) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: fingers fly over the keyboard as she accesses the systems, eyes flashing over the screen :: CTO: Apparently a torpedo from Discovery impacted an exposed section near the shield generator and caused a chain reaction, sir ::
(22:26:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: stays with Zorro, making it a 2-on-1 fight ::
(22:26:38) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is pleased :: TAC2: Fantastic. Let's do that again. :: messages the other ships and they modify their flight patterns to optimize for more damage :: TAC2: That's some fantastic intel.
(22:27:10) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: this opponent is good, damned good even, but he laughs ::
(22:27:56) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: sets up new vectors for the next pass, which if Discovery made a useful ... discovery ... no pun intended, then this next one will be the last pass. ::
(22:27:59) CaptHarper: ACTION> All three Endeavours take that information and run with it, hitting home with three attack runs in a row, dropping the dreadnought's shields.
(22:28:45) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is too far away to release the antimatter, and sends a vector to Harper. ::
(22:29:03) AmberSun: ::Looks around nervously as the ship continues to shake.:: CMO: And you could not heal the Eduda?
(22:29:37) CaptHarper: :: sees what he wants her to set up for :: CTO: Negative on the antimatter for now, Colonel!
(22:30:30) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: gets behind him in the more maneuverable Mustang and lets a microquantum fly ::
(22:31:04) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Copy that. When we can.
(22:31:13) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis rocks hard from another plasma torpedo volley, but our shields continue to hold.
(22:31:27) CaptHarper: CTO: We are up four to one, save it in case things get dire.
(22:31:47) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: does her best to rock less ::
(22:31:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: swoops in from the side, delivering a second microquantum and following it up with phaser fire ::
(22:32:15) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye. :: continues the pelting on Engineering... getting some practice at the Xovul ablative armor. ::
(22:32:18) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: focuses on breathing deeply, trying to stay calm and focused on her job ::
(22:32:39) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: I did everything I knew how to do, but his illness was beyond what I was able to heal.
(22:32:43) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Comes zooming up from beneath, and peppers the same fighter with phaser fire. But he's careful not to target anything vital. This kill belongs to Zorro. ::
(22:32:59) CaptHarper: ACTION> The marked Xovul fighter flipturns and shoots down both incoming microquantums with disruptor fire.
(22:33:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: snarls in annoyance ::
(22:34:05) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: cheers quietly at the shields dropping, trying to pinpoint anymore open slots in the armor :: CTO: I think there's open slots near the port weapons systems, if you can fire those. ::
(22:34:16) CaptHarper: XovulFighter> *Sharks* Firefly couldn't shoot me down, what makes you think you can? Especially since I've downed one of you already.
(22:34:26) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: *Navarro* Keep on him, Zorro! I'll be back in a minute!
(22:34:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: has an express goal to shoot the Xovul dreadnought's warp core, and keeps firing at it :: TAC2: Let's see how many licks to the center of this Tootsie Pop. One... :: fires a quantum :: Two... :: fires another :: Three... :: fires five more ::
(22:35:15) CaptHarper: :: keeps the ship on course for the torpedo run, having no idea what is a tootsie pop ::
(22:35:41) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: cackles loudly at Wolfe's reference :: CTO: Yes sir... I wonder how more. ::
(22:35:52) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Noting that the dreadnought's shields are down, he sweeps in, flying low over it and stinging it with phaser fire. Obviously he has no chance of penetrating that armor, but he may be able to take out a weapon or two pounding the fleet. ::
(22:36:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: doesn't see fit to dignify this loser with a response ::
(22:36:20) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *XF* You can't keep that up forever, pendejo.
(22:36:22) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: is amidst a swarm of enemy fighters, unable to join in the fight she hears over comms, and growls to herself, taking out her frustration on her targets ::
(22:36:58) CMO_Lt_Tailor: Computer: Activate internal inertial dampeners... ::the shaking in sickbay slows and eventually stops, for the time being::
(22:37:44) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Spies some jutting antenna, not within a big ship's firing arc, but also not buried under a mountain of armor. :: Oooh, hey! That looks important!
(22:38:12) AmberSun: ::Frowns.:: CMO: Neme will care for him. But... ::Grumbles.::
(22:38:26) CaptHarper: :: has to break off and come about for the next run ::
(22:38:30) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Nails it with a torpedo as he passes, continuing to circle and pepper the armored behemoth in search of any firing weapons arrays he can hit. ::
(22:38:49) CaptHarper: ACTION> The torpedo run makes a sizeable dent in the dreadnought's armor.
(22:38:55) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: calculates the next vector ::
(22:39:31) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: sees a target of opportunity, and waxes a nearby fighter with a locked-on MQ ::
(22:41:19) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: has been firing on one point this whole time, and sees that the ablative armor is starting to change color. Hopefully that means they're starting to get past it. He continues with another full round of quantum torpedos ::
(22:41:44) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is focused on the shield and hull status across all four ships at her console, unaware of the enemy's condition ::
(22:42:05) CaptHarper: :: out of the corner of her eye, she notices something, and abruptly turns Atlantis hard to port ::
(22:42:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sways in her seat as the intertial dampeners struggle to compensate ::
(22:43:00) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: also notes that the entire grouping of shots is within five meters from all ships. He's impressed with his counterparts. And then he counters at the abrupt change in direction ::
(22:43:02) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis turns right into the path of the loudmouth Xovul fighter, which explodes as it comes in contact with our bow shields.
(22:43:39) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: cackles quietly :: Good.
(22:43:53) CaptHarper: ACTION> That drops our shields 5%.
(22:43:57) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: alone in her cockpit, erupts into laughter ::
(22:44:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: laughs as he sees what Firefly just did ::
(22:44:52) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Whoops with glee:: Still got it, Firefly! But if a dreadnought can nail a fighter...
(22:45:16) AmberSun: ::Grumbles and shifts uncomfortably on the floor; growling at the shaking.::
(22:45:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: totally misses it ::
(22:45:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: :: quietly :: Got to you a bit, did he?
(22:46:18) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Notes the big hole in the armor that the fleet has made. And he's still got some torpedoes left. He HAS to give it a try. So he dives in, unloading with phasers and several torpedoes. ::
(22:46:38) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> Not like it's gonna make the hole SMALLER, amirite?
(22:46:41) CaptHarper: :: smirks, the corner of her mouth perking up :: CSO: He got away from me on my last combat mission, which would have been fine, had he not been such an ass about it.
(22:47:12) CaptHarper: :: brings the ship around for another attack on the growing hole in their armor ::
(22:47:16) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: does what he can until Atlantis lines up for the next run :: TAC2: Can you see how much farther we have until we breach? Should be spectacular when we do, since it'll be into their engineering. ::
(22:50:00) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: This is one of the safest parts of the ship, and it's shielded from the vibrations as much as possible. You should be fine in here.
(22:50:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Yes sir. :: nods and immediately turns to her system, working to see the Xovul data. :: CTO: About one more level left before... I think if we target the open areas, we can get through their plating easier.
(22:51:14) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> Yeah, that's about what I figured.
(22:51:41) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: Better than the hole we're opening up?
(22:51:59) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: drops in behind one of the fighters harassing Ash and lights it up with a microquantum and phaser fire ::
(22:52:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Target both.
(22:52:39) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: does so ::
(22:52:42) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> :: Pulls up, dissapointed in spite of himself, but notes the currently incomplete brother to this monster currently attached to their ultimate target. :: Now THAT might not be quite so silly.
(22:54:04) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Chaka> ::Scans the incomplete dreadnought for missing patches of armor as he closes, and warms up his phasers.::
(22:54:40) CaptHarper: ACTION> Another volley of plasma torpedoes erupts from the dreadnought, hitting each of the ships in our flotilla, rocking them...
(22:55:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: selects another target harassing Ash and decides to make sure it has a bad day ::
(22:55:20) AmberSun: ::Closes his eyes and groans a little.:: CMO: Neme chose Amber Sun. Neme thinks Amber Sun strong. Amber Sun cannot disappoint Neme.
(22:55:26) CaptHarper: :: shakes her head at how that thing is still going after all the punishment it has taken ::
(22:55:55) AmberSun: CMO: Have important mission. ::Stands back up on all fours.::
(22:56:24) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: takes down that target and moves on to the next :: *Sharks* Keep it up, guys, we've got this.
(22:57:03) CaptHarper: :: but, as she's rocked, she's glad she has a seat belt ::
(22:57:54) CMO_Lt_Tailor: Ambersun: It's not so bad once you get used to it.. You'll get your space legs.
(22:58:23) CaptHarper: :: lines up for another run on that hole ::
(22:58:49) CaptHarper: ACTION> All four ships line up for a run on that hole, taking their turns in sending torpedoes into it.
(22:59:44) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: watches the scanning with an close-eyed gaze. ::
(22:59:45) AmberSun: ::Shakes his head.:: CMO: No understand. Space legs?
(22:59:47) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought finally breaks apart as its core breaches.
(22:59:58) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: CO: Captain, I think I have an idea to at least...never mind!
(23:00:30) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:30) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:31) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM