RP: SNV Gam'trosha [Chapter 1.2] The Training Run

[ShotJon]

Damn you Tit, Shar though as she was not followed. Not that she really had command, but up until now they did what she told them. Except for Tit who was grumbling right away. She should have taken that other My'lekke with her. Or Pipsqueak. Somehow it was natural for her to go into action with My'lekke at her side. Was it a sad try to relive her past?

Shar shook her head to shake those pictures and memories away and raised her rifle. There was job to do. She had to flank those bastards good and proper. With a rifles at the ready, Shar moved forward through the loading bay, looking for any sign that enemy got same idea as her.

 

[Zonr_0]

Luckily, Sher'Van had the volume turned down lower than normal while scanning frequencies so the sound wasn't as ear splitting as it could have been. However, he did sigh a little bit at himself for forgetting about the ship-wide encryption. He sighed and leaned his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. The swimming dizzy sensation really wasn't helping things.

He slumped a little. He didn't really know what he could do right now to help. Returning to the hanger bay would just get him a stun shot to the chest, and he wasn't trained for doorbreaking. He flipped his comms back to normal and slumped a foot away from the airlock entrance. Maybe he would just wait and listen for a bit for an opportunity.

 

[Gabriel]

Shuttle Bay

Tite grumbled as he ducked behind one of the crates and began restarting his turret. "Damned fragile technology," he muttered as he peaked around the crate to check on the status of the opposing forces. Once he had his turret rebooted he double checked that it was still set to use training rounds. Once he was sure that everything was back online he poked the turret over the crate and continued to return fire.

 

[Yoshi]

Bridge

Zu'rel Sat there at his station waiting for the comm chatter programs sort things out. As he sat there and reread the digital attacks, the fact there were attacks before the training operation started worried him quite a bit.

He had read reports before he came aboard about hack jobs against different bases' computer systems. There wasn't any reports about other ships being hacked. Though maybe he didn't have the clearance to see those reports. he would have to put in a request to higher clearance as soon and this operation was over. His hopes where that maybe with it he might be able to find more information and maybe track done the ones that were harming the very ship he was living on.

 

[Kyle]

Bridge

Before Zu'rel would hear anything, his console along with that of Def'leors went off with an alert in semi-bright green letters:

Collission Alert! Collission Alert!

This was accompanied seconds later by the ship shuddering from several impacts, and they registered as being 'non-simulated', the shield indicator on Def'leors IDS registered a sudden drop to eighty one percent with the system showing that whatever was firing on them was coming from the clouds beneath.

New contacts appeared on the sensors, resolving themselves to be ten Urename Skiff's. The skiffs came flying out of the clouds, right behind the Gam'trosha and began to fire their small cannons into the open shuttle bay.

Shuttle Bay

Things changed quickly; as the opposing team's last remaining squad leader was about to bark some orders he found himself staring at the business end of a bright red laser bolt that cut through the shuttle bay shields and took his head off.

In seconds, the whole side of the bay that was nearest the doors was peppered with laser fire, cutting down several of the boarders and destroying the second; effectively blocking any means of getting shuttles into and out of the bay.

Battleground

What had been a trial battle, now decended into chaos as one of the squadron's ships - regulated to being a supply vessel, found itself peppered along the buttom part of its hull by an unseen enemy. It's forward section exploding, as the ship started to list 'downward', a general distress call was sent out:

To all shi..... bridge.... evau.... can't stabal...

NSV-Shraw

There was fire everywhere, overhead ceiling tiles had been blown off and wires dangled from above as their ends sparked. "Move move move!" someone shouted. "Get to the escape pods!" this same person said as they herded some of the crew toward the escape pods.

Amongst those evacuating was Tos'cana Ye'gor and Phra'athi Neha Ay'indri. "Let's go," said a soldier to the two Kit's.

 

[BionicSamurai]

NSV-Shraw

"Drisa," the young kit cursed through his teeth as the ship shook from another blast. "You don't have to tell me twice," he replied to the solder and moved to keep pace. His orange tail twitched as he kept his ears moving trying to pay attention to what needed it in his environment.

Soon he got to the escape pod and strapped himself in. "Locked and Secure!" he called out once all the buckles and locks were in place. Ye'gor grabbed a hold of the handles to either side of him and prepared to be dropped. This was supposed to be a training mission, he thought to himself while trying not to curse more, but the enemy coming out of nowhere like that had him livid.

 

[Yoshi]

As soon as the computers' screens light up with the warnings, Zu'rel reached up and tightened the straps holing him in his chair. He was lost for ideas for a few beats of his heart. "Live fire!?!?!"

The first thought through his head was that he had done digital damage to the other ships in the training operation, namely their weapons systems. He quickly fired off the command for the fail-safe he put into each of his hack jobs. Within a few nano seconds each of the ships had their programing returned to how it was before he started screwing around.

Once he was sure that the fail-safe command took, he moved on to start trying for computer links with the new enemy.

 

[ShotJon]

Shar was thrown to the ground by the explosion that happeend up there. Did any of the retards used live explosives in a training session? She shook her head and slowly got on her feet. There was smoke around her.

"Status report, bloody hell what just happened?" She shouted into comms and made way to the nearest ladder to get up there. Something went badly right now and she had to find out what was going on.

 

[Soresu]

NSV-Shraw

As the ship groaned and screeched, metal twisting and snapping, the sizzle and pop of power lines once embedded in the walls, floors and ceilings either went dead, ripped apart or imploded from surges. Smoke choked the area ahead of her, a fire's heat brushing pale cheeks as the vessel's suppression systems fought to contain it. The fleeing crew, now being ferried to escape pods were peppered with the same quiet consideration she gave to her surroundings.

Through it all the kit had maintained a calm poise given the situation. Panic was useless and only served to create mistakes to get one killed, or themselves and others. The only confirmation the unknown soldier got from Ayin'dri was the kit whipping past with her tail still as a pool of water and ears flattened as she hopped into the pod.

Strapping herself in, the Daur only gave a thumbs up; not even bothering to look to the other kit in the pod. Her eyes instead stayed on the hatch and deafening chaos going on just outside of it with a hand on her sidearm out of reflexive need.

 

[BionicSamurai]

Ye'gor's ears pricked up as his eyes noticed first fur, but relaxed back into his cauldron of fury once he recognized another crew member. His hand slowly pulled away from his gun and back up to the handle bar as his tail continued to twitch. The young Laibe was getting restless though, and would do anything for something to busy his hands with - even some pointless damage control.

 

[Nashoba]

Bridge

"Me'erde" Def'leor swore as the situation changed. I will be damned if some piece of Srisa is going to shoot my ship and get away with it. she thought.

"Configuring weapons for live fire." she said sending the necessary commands through her IDT. "Shields down by 19 percent. The Shraw has sustained heavy damage, she's going down ma'am."

"Zu'Rel see what you can do to jam those skiff's sensors. Levi those pods came from some where, either another ship or an installation. See if you can find it." she called out to the others on the bridge.

Her IDT showed that the weapons were reconfigured. She sent a command to engineering.

Bridge to Engineering,
Shields have been compromised. Damage in the shuttle bay. Dispatch repair teams and work on reinforcing our shields.

She spun the Gam'trosha around to keep the exposed shuttle bay away from the skiffs. "Targeting the skiffs strafing fire to compensate for our targeting issue." She said as she unleashed the ships destructive energies.

 

[Ira]

Qyu'amene realized rather suddenly that things had changed. Real weapons were being fired. She moved to react, but it was too late. She like the rest of the team were ill prepared for what came next. Qyu'amene Was up for a brief moment when the skiff opened up into the shuttle bay.

No amount of training could prepare even the most skilled and talented soldier for this. Some of the rounds tore through her battle armor and came out of the back of Qyu'amene. She attempted to move into a better covered area, but her body seemed to turn against her. Her legs went limp and she flopped unceremoniously on the floor. Qyu'amene voided her self and a pool of Mye'leke blood formed around her battered form.

If there was some form of HUD, her vital signs were rapidly fading.

 

[ShotJon]

With no response Shar emerged up into the shuttle bay. It was fiery and explodey and full of chaos. No one seemed to know what was bloody going on it seemed. Someone was firing high-power laser through the hangar shielding.

Shar did not waited and in half-crouch moved fast towards the console. She wanted to shut the bloody doors. Getting through shields was one thing, getting through thick doors was another.

"Upon the authoritiy given to my by bloody common sense I call this trainin over!" She shouted so everyone in the shuttle bay could hear her. "Everyone turn your training mode off and get in bloody cover!"

Then she saw a My'leke-girl from her team on the ground and bleeding. "MEDIC!" Shar shouted as she ran for the console. She needed to get those bloody doors closed.

 

[Zonr_0]

Sher'Van was jolted awake by an explosion, That's not good. He couldn't be sure but it sounded like it came from the hanger bay. He sprinted off down the main corridor back to the shuttle bay, trying to push the pain throbbing in his forehead aside.

Finally he reached the scene of chaos, and after stopping a brief moment to steady himself, took a moment to survey the scene. Multiple dead, an incoming vehicle, he felt sick again. He immediately took cover again and fought the urge to throw up before firing several bolts in the general direction of the enemy.

 

[Kyle]

Bridge

As the ship shuddered from multiple impacts, Sa'kira let out a long series of curses in Tinacen before a garbled message came out over the ships comm. system from their squadron commander.

"All ships, simulated combat is over. Engage all hostiles. Gam'trosha, you are closer to the Shraw, please provide assistance."

At that Sa'kira nodded and hit shipwide. "This is Sa'kira to all sections, simulated combat has ceased. Prepare to repel possible boarder," she said and looked at the skiffs that were closing in behind them, although two found themselves nothing more than metallic balls of fire thanks to Def'leors firing.

"Def'leor, go evasive, get us close to the Shraw."

Zu'rel would find after a brief look that someone was actively hacking 'their' systems, using an unknown network route.

Shuttle Bay

More enemy fire passed into the bay, blowing out several crates and sending pieces of metal skittering across the deck. Near the left side of the bay was one of the boarder squad leaders, a soldier who had taken cover just seconds before the barrage started. He looked down at the gaping hole in his side, large enough that no matter what, he wouldn't survive it. "Rosec'a, tend to the My'leke over there," he pointed when he heard the call for a 'medic'.

Qyu'amene's suit worked quick, engaging the medical systems after the first few hits. Medical foam flooded the wounds, combined with anti-biotics and pain killers designed specifically for her species, she would begin to feel the pain subside as the foam stopped all of her bleeding.

Her life-signs would flash across everyone's bio-monitors, they were stablizing, but the signs were well below normal. She needed help!

NSV-Shraw

More explosions rocked the crippled ship as more people boarded the escape pod. "Go go go!" shouted the ships XO as he motioned for people to get inside, as one soldier rounded a corner an explosion sent his body flying through the air and hitting the ground unceremoniously. There was no-one behind him, with a scowl the XO hit the controls to seal the door and launch the pod....

Nothing happened....

The door did not close, and the pod registered a 'failure', which appeared to everyone via a holographic display in front of them. There was a failure in the seperation protocals, which also controlled the doors, the protocals wouldn't engage until the doors could be closed. "Do we have an engineer here?" called out the XO.

 

[BionicSamurai]

Ye'gor kept biting back curses as each explosion happened. More people crammed into the escape pod hopefully finding seats and getting strapped in as he started wiggling his toes to stim and keep his mind busy. When the XO hit the door close protocol he watched the hatch, waiting, watching, even to drop would be a welcome change for the kit.

The young Laibe was surprised for a second however, when the hatch decided not to close completely, his tail stopped moving and his ears shot towards the door. He could read the failure message just as easily as the XO could and was out of his restraints before the officer had made the request. "Here Sah," Ye'gor replied before making his way to the emergency repair kit, then checking for any easily visible reasons for the error.

 

[Nashoba]

Bridge

Def'leor saw the incoming message and repressed the urge to laugh. Like we needed them to tell us the simulation was over. She fired a parting volley as she banked the Gam'trosha down towards the stricken ship.

As she approached she started considering what her options were. At present she could use the ship as a shield, but the Shraw was failing fast.

Nothing to grab her with, I have two choices, put the Gam'trosha under her and lower her on our back, or try to reconfigure the anti-gravity system to attract and let us lower her beneath us. Neither option made her feel good so for now she would concentrate on protecting the ship.

 

[Gabriel]

Shuttle Bay

Tite crouched behind a crate as the incoming fire died down. Poking his head over the crate he was shocked to see the destruction around him. Before the announcement came over the loud speakers he already knew that something was wrong.

"Alright, you heard the lady. Index! Treat the wounded and reset weapons to lethal rounds."

Tite began a restart of his turret, making sure that he turned off the training rounds. Looking around for a control panel, he located one and jogged over. Flicking his tail into the proper slot, he scrolled through the list of commands until he found one to close the bay doors

 

[Khasidel]

Main Computer Core

As Keri'cruen attempted to reconnect the data-link cables that the ships diagnostic routine had stated were damaged, the ship rocked on account of several impacts and caused the young shukaren daur to pause momentarily in his work. Then came Sa'kira's voice over the ships intercom:

"This is Sa'kira to all sections, simulated combat has ceased. Prepare to repel possible boarder."

"What!?" Keri exclaimed aloud in shock, then whispered darkly several profanities under his breath as he redoubled his efforts to get the malfunctioning systems within reach back on-line.

As he continued his work, he muttered to himself, "Join the Shukara Navy they said... see the universe they said... they never mentioned the seemingly constant threat of being blown up."

The cables that appeared undamaged were finally reattached as they should be, and the burnt cable had been replaced with one from his repair kit. However, the rad shielding was still damaged and the outer hull breach remained. He couldn't really reach the hole from his current position, so that meant he would have to go EVA in order to repair the damage... a prospect he didn't much care for under normal circumstances, much less when it was possible the ship was about to be shot at.

He couldn't attempt to go outside the ship without at least letting Xeui'na know what he was attempting, so the kit used his comms to contact her first and let her know what was going on.

"Xeui; this is Keri. I'm going to have to go EVA and fix up a hull breach before this damned computer will allow me to restart fire-control. I'm heading for an airlock now."

Even as he spoke, the young kit was making his way through the ship to the closest airlock. There he would also find a storage cabinet with the helmet and mag-boots he would need to survive outside. Hopefully the storage cabinet would also be stocked with the needed repair tools as well or else he would have to trek back to engineering in order to get them first.

 

[BionicSamurai]

Ye'gor took a small light from the tool kit and began looking into the cracks between the door and its housing before heading to the holodisplay and running a diagnostic on the door. Instead of waiting for the diagnostic to finish however, the kit poked his head out the door and used the flashlight to illuminate the areas where the door mechanisms could have been impacted by debris. "Come on," he whispered to himself, though it was half directed at the diagnostic program.