Posted Aug. 21, 2018, 11:09 p.m. by Lieutenant Do'trahk of House Kholl (Chief Medical Officer) (David Shotton)
Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (CO) in Main Sim - Ark Angel - Bridge
Posted by Lieutenant Do’trahk of House Kholl (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Ark Angel - Bridge
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Tiglath Ashur (Chief Tactical Officer) in Main Sim - Ark Angel - Bridge
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[snip]Drudoc considered, “..Drop the buoys, however, set a timer on them to self destruct in 72 hours, or unless given direct command by a senior officer here. I figure if we aren’t finished in 72 hours…” she paused trailing off before continuing, “..Regardless,” Drudoc began about to reply when a series of beeps echoed from both Sadie’s station and and those at tactical/security.
Turning to face the screen sharply, “..Report!” Drudoc said.
On scans would show a quantum fissure opening 300km to their aft port quarter and growing rapidly, another was picked up 500km ahead of them with multiple smaller fissures within. A temporal distortion wave was accompanied by these openings.
No sooner would Sadie and Bo get their reports in when out of the first fissure a large organic like ‘ship’ almost like an elongated mushroom with spindly tentacle like protrusions emerged. The vessel matched descriptions in their logs for the Serpent’s larger ships from those of the future, similar to what they fought before coming here. Almost 800km long and 600km in height the narrowest point of the vessel was about 400km around. As they watched the mushroom head cone at the front extended and out shot what could be considered ‘thorns’ by some unknown means of propulsion, the almost blitzing style of the attack found all 30 of the thorns strike the Ark Angel’s aft quarter shields slamming them from 100% down to 87% as the ship shook from the impact.
Recovering from the impact, Drudco snapped out, “..Red Alert! All hands battle stations! NE Barks alert the Merrimack!!..” She said.
”..Aye ma’am!” Barks replied.
Ahead the second portal opened showing more artificial like ships shaped like a bird’s beak at the front they would angle back to a boxy curved structure with a pair of quad set of ovular shaped nacelle housings. These would match the smaller raiding ships encountered by earlier ships in history. About 15km long by 8km wide and 10 km height they spread out in number till 20 of the ships filled the nearby space.
”..NE Barns,” she said to the ensign to their left at helm, “..bring us to full impulse, and begin an evasive course back into the system to rendezvous with the Merrimack! Tactical target the enemy ships at will, but hold fire unless they throw more of those ‘thorns’ at us. I want to try one more time at an attempt to resolve this peacefully! Hold off on loading our Red Matter warheads..” She said.
”..Channel open ma’am…” Barks replied, echoed a second later by Barns, “..Course set..”
=/\= This is Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone aboard the USS Ark Angel! We demand to know the reasons for your attack upon the temporal fabric of our reality! If you do not cease your attack upon this ship and the Federation we will respond with the full force at my command! =/\= She snapped out.
Meanwhile the 20 odd smaller craft spread out further into groups of 4, forming 5 squadrons spread out over a 200,000km area around the Ark Angel with the far larger ship in pursuit as they went back into the system where the Merrimack was still around the third planet.
After a second another reply came in, =/\= There can be no reasons given, no discussions had, no mercy expected nor provided, for where reality bends at our will and to our shape only we may tread. For our will, our thoughts, our vision is the only one of purity..=/\= Came the reply followed by another opening of the ‘mushroom head’ at the front of the larger ship with another burst of thorns coming sailing in their way! Meanwhile the smaller ships broke their held formations strafing the Ark Angel from port to starboard and starboard to port on the dorsal vectors, knocking shields down to 85% minor damage from that source, but if concentrated and over time would be deadly.
Drudoc shook her head, “..So be it then. Tactical target all ships, alert the loading teams to prepare our Red Matter warheads..” she said.
“Aye sir,”
Cochrane nodded and looked at the tactical station. “Commence fire on the smaller groups of ships. Helm try and keep us between them and the Merrimack. Fire non-Red matter torpedoes, spread alpha-mike-four. Try and scatter those squadrons, they won’t be as effective if they aren’t hitting us simultaneously. Science, let’s get a solution for closing those rifts. We don’t need them calling for backup.”
“Firing!” Tiglath reported, calmly as he executed his orders. He took a look at the squadrons formation, hoping that if he could place a well aimed shot at in their formation, he might be able to disrupt the formation enough for them to break ranks.
“Yessir,” Sadie muttered, quivering slightly while madly typing and scanning and trying various simulations to see if anything might work to close the rifts. “If we fired a tachyon stream, what would that do?” she wondered quietly to herself, trying it out in a simulation.
The simulation showed that on its own just the tachyon beam would only increase their problems, which wouldnt be a good thing. Maybe running a simulation doing the same with an antitaychon beam would be a possible lead?
GM CockRoach
-CTO
OOC: Can I clarify, that these 20 ‘smaller’ ships are 15km long each (21.4 times bigger than our ship)? and they are ‘strafing’ a 700m long Mythology class? I think we are a little outgunned hehe
-DaveOOC: You can point it out! Just as the Merrimack’s XO did today :P it was a typo meant to be METERS not km :P
GM CockRoach
OOC: Oh good :P I had vision of squadrons of Borg cubes strafing us while we sat there with slingshots firing back haha!
-Dave
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