[rp]
09:55 hrs, May 12 3008
Pluto, Sol System
UCV-Razorback
The Valkerie/Military Jenstar had jumped in system as soon as Colson was about to warp through the Earth jump anomaly. Before he had time to react, the ship pummeled him with streams of ion disruptor fire. Jason-Aaron was almost bounced onto the back of his chair; his tactical officer had been thrown into the back wall, and out of the interface, at that. Colson rued to think of how the engineers and other members aboard the ship, out of sight, had fared during that brief second. He ignored his compassion for a minute and steeled himself for combat.
Rena Janyss, the TO, had scrambled back to her feet and slid into the interface. As the Military vessel flew over the Razorback, the gravity of the ship made the room tremble with the vibrations of its engines, while the contrails showered the Razorback in a spread of ion flame; the damage was negligible, thanks to the shields, though technically, Jay had violated Standard Operating Procedure by not ordering them turned off to conserve plutonium. Nonetheless, the bridgeviewer display went black to prevent overloading, due to the sheer brightness, even though it was just a triangulation of data. The PTA locked-on-target as the vessel passed overhead, burning a hole through the Jenstar's shields and ripping some of the ventral armour to shreds, as the bridgeviewer depolarised. The Valkerie vessel twisted and rolled slightly, recoiling from the inertia while trying to bring itself about for a missile pass.
Colson looked through his virtual interface at Roman Louisi, his flight officer, and without needing to give him an order, Louisi spun the vessel around and lined it up for Rena to take a shot. Colson didn't need much of a better opportunity. "Fire!" Rena thumbed the button. Four full-power beams lanced from the Razorback into the Valkerie Military vessel. The first sliced into the Troop Deployment bay, turning solid metal into vapour and back to fiery liquid as the blast killed several prepped marines in a steaming energy inferno. The second struck the weapons pod, breaching it, and striking a Vagrant missile square in the detonator. Simultaneously, the third and fourth both struck the engines, melding shut one of the drive ports.
As the missiles in the Jenstar's pod began to alight, the ship began twirling crazily; in less than a second, the left half of the ship exploded into a shower of burning hot metal, and the remainder of the craft exploded from aft to front as the reactor overloaded. Colson was shoved into his seat as the backblast from the explosion rocked his vessel, sending it into a tailspin. His pilot engaged the afterburner and maneuvering thrusters, rotating the ship and stabilising it.
Rena had managed to keep her footing, but she was bleeding slightly from a cut on the back of her hand. She looked at it and pressed her lips against it to stop the bloodflow. She silently tapped the button to order a medic to the bridge while her eyes flicked a harsh glance at Colson. Of course, her eyes were hidden inside her interface, but she was sure he knew exactly how she felt. It was hard to determine why the vessel was such a weak opponent; the only thing she could think of was that there was recent combat in a nearby region, and the ship was badly damaged in the process. Then again, it was only a Jenstar.
Colson glanced around the bridge, shivered, and collapsed into his seat. It was too much. The sweat was pouring from his face. He was just fresh out of the Police Command Academy, and he was nervous as it was. The Valkerie craft didn't help things. And next on his route was Earth, and then Jupiter. His first assignment was not going well. More frightening, he hadn't even seen a single Raider or Insurgent yet. In fact, his first assignment was a lot worse than he imagined.[/rp] How's that? ;-) [ 05-23-2001: Message edited by: Spuzzum ]