Since I am currently in the RP wing of Orion Fleet, figured it was about time I made a post. Only ran this through spell checker, so sorry if there are any weird errors.
GCV-Falcon; Questar Heavy Cruiser
Sol System Asteroid Belt
Command Test in Support of SAD Mission
Cadet Reshawn watched the Tacops computer as the GCV-Falcon slowly maneuvered through the asteroid belt in Sol in search a raider Garid which had recently fled to this area. There really wasnÔÇÖt much to see there, but that was mostly due to the interference from all the debris making sensors mostly useless except for at very short ranges. All the interference made the work slow and tedious, only slightly helped out by the two Mantis medium fighters on loan for this particular job.
Several times he considered boosting the power of the sensors to increase their range and maybe speed things up a little bit. However at the same time he knew that it would make his Questar light up like a giant target for anyone who happened to be watching at the time. While all the floating debris were making it hard to locate anything, they were also hiding the Falcon from its prey.
Or rather its intended prey, Reshawn thought, we may not be able to find it in all of this shit.
There were several other cruisers searching the debris field as well, along with a Battlecrusier MK3 heavy carrier. Somewhere it was suspected there was a raider base which had been conducting smuggling operations in Sol and harassing trade ships. Obviously command wanted the base taken out, but that was easier said than done.
ÔÇ£Mantis 1 and Mantis 2 are reporting they are at bingo fuel, sir,ÔÇØ the Comms Officer reported.
Reshawn looked at her and thought for a moment, trying to remember her name. Technically this was not his command. In fact, technically he had no command. Instead it was a test to see if he could handle the stress of being in command of a ship before Orion Fleet decided if he would be given a ship of his own. As a result he had only been on board for a few days, and the names of most of the crew still eluded him.
ÔÇ£There is a refueling craft up already, right?ÔÇØ he asked.
ÔÇ£Yes sir. Starpath launched one a little while ago, and it is in position for refueling operations now.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Good. Tell both Mantis 1 and 2 to rendezvous with the tanker and return once they are topped off.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Yes sir,ÔÇØ the Comms officer answered, ÔÇ£Mantis 1 and 2ÔÇªÔÇØ
Reshawn turned his attention back to the Tacops computer and zoomed the view out until he could see the other cruisers and the carrier helping sweep through the asteroid belt. With a little disappointment he noticed that the GCV-Falcon was starting to lag behind, though he hoped it would be recognized that he had also been assigned one of the more dense areas of the belt. Without the fighters to check out things with their eyes, the going would be even slower for awhile.
ÔÇ£Sir, IÔÇÖm picking up a slight heat signature,ÔÇØ the tactical officer reported, ÔÇ£it might be that Garid we are looking for. But it is too far away to tell.ÔÇØ
He glanced over the Tacops computer until he spotted the contact the TO was talking about. It wasnÔÇÖt quite in their path, but it was larger than other heat signatures in the area. The biggest question was if it was what he was looking for, or if it was just some sort anomaly.
ÔÇ£Our escort fighters are still refueling?ÔÇØ he asked.
ÔÇ£Very well, launch a probe and try to give it a course close to this one. Helm, take me to that contact as quickly as you deem safe.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Aye, Aye sir.ÔÇØ
The deck shifted under his feet slightly as the Questar turned toward the contact and accelerated. Looking out through the ITD he watched as the Falcon past hunks of rock. While the final speed of the Heavy Cruiser settled far below the maximum speed of a Questar, 250 m/s seemed to be flying compared to the crawl they had been doing previously. When they came around a particularly large asteroid Cadet Reshawn saw in the distance the distinct glow of a ship engine.
ÔÇ£Slow down!ÔÇØ he barked out quickly, ÔÇ£Is that thing up there the heat signature we detected?ÔÇØ
The TO ran a quick sensor sweep and then shook her head. ÔÇ£No sir, what I detected is still a ways off. That looks like it is probably our Garid, but what we picked up earlier was something else.ÔÇØ
Cadet Reshawn thought for a moment, closing his eyes. The Garid looked like it was heading toward whatever that other heat signature happened to be. Also, the other cruiser didnÔÇÖt appear to have detected them as it was moving very slowly through the asteroids. Perhaps he could let it lead them to the base, if there was one.
ÔÇ£Send an encrypted message to the nearest friendly,ÔÇØ he said, placing his hands on the top of the tacops computer and leaning forward slightly due to his excitement, ÔÇ£Inform them that we have made contact with the Garid and are currently in pursuit to see if they will lead us to that base. Afterwards contact our fighter escorts and inform them to be ready to come to our aid, but stay out of visual range.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Aye, Aye, sir,ÔÇØ responded the comms officer.
ÔÇ£Helm, keep us in visual range of the Garid, but donÔÇÖt bring us too close. Combat, keep an eye on the target, but do not get a target lock on him yet, we donÔÇÖt need him spooking for any reason yet.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Yes sir,ÔÇØ both officers responded almost in unison.
Watching the glow of the other shipÔÇÖs engines in the distance it was difficult to not order the Falcon to attack right away, but he managed to restrain himself. This was a test after all. It was a time to make sure that he proved he could make sound decisions and convince the Orion Fleet he was in fact worthy of his own command. Finding that raider base, howeverÔÇª that would be enough.