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Colanis System, 12:21 AM

There was quite a massive celebration onboard the Cynthia, a large star-liner cruising near the twin stars of the Colanis system. A massivly rich CEO of a mining company was hosting a party in honor of his son's marriage to a daughter of a rival company, signifing the union of the two companies into one. There were thousands of guests, nay, tens of thousands, onboard the liner, partying and celebrating quite happily, unaware of the horror about to befall them. There was a small private security frigate alongside her to deter attack, but even that could not stop the bedlam to come. Suddenly, the sensor arrays on the frigate began to detect something.

A slipspace rupture?

A captain of the ship walked over.

"What is it, Athin?"

"A slipspace rupture, looks like it's 200,000 miles off the port bow!"

"Hail them."

"Yes, sir."

A subspace communication was sent to the unknown ship, asking it to indentify itself. The frigate then recieved a message.

"All will perish, we will spare no one, all will perish. The ships will run red with the blood of the innocent."

The entire bridge froze.

"Sir, there's more, they're heading right for us!"

The message began to repeat itself, as 4 massive blood red ship closed on the pair of private vessels.

"Alert the Cynthia, jump to FTL!"

Unfortunatly, that command was cut short as a beam of energy annihilated the friagte, spreading it's atoms to the stars. The Cythia's captain, seeing this, tried to jump to FTL. Another shot knocked out the Cythia's warp drive, rendering it motionless, unable to esacpe the evil lurking inside the 4 approaching vessels. Then, they all stopped. A single one approached the Cynthia, it's boarding tube extending, the many blades on it, ready to pierce the hull of the liner. It made contact, taking a few minutes to break through the hull. Finally, it locked, and a massive EMP surge swept through the liner, rendering it black as night. There was a rumbling noise.

The screams and cries of the innocent were silent in the dark depths of the void.

[Tag, while I figure out what to post. Assuming, of course, you want anybody to post...]

ooc: Any room for some well armed idealists out to do some good? Kazecistan is ready for conflict.... Set up any situation you wish ( jumping on of my ships or random encourner or even distress call.)

OOC: I'm a puppet, to clear this. The pirates are gone by now, but you can jump in and investigate. To set the scene, it's a bloody mess inside the ship.

ooc: I'm assuming that at least part of a distress signal was sent. If not, let me know and I'll edit.

Ic: The KNS SharDaGen's mission of exploration was interrupted by part of a frantic distress signal.

"Sir, jump complete. We're at the signal's point of origin."
"There appears to be a derelict afloat, sir. I'm reading organics but no life or power."

The massive Heavy Battle Carrier's body moved into formation with the vessel. It was one of the newer ones being flatter than it was wide and having its main bay in the front. It still, however, remained true to Kazeci style having a smooth oval shaped body and slate grey paint.

"Begin comprehensive scans of the entire ship, I want to know what happened."

((what sort of tech setting do you want for this RP? I've played Monsteria as a current tech nation, but I've got versions of it in my mind for Sci-Fi as well))

OOC: This is FT.

Multiple contact blips appeared on sensors as a small four ship fleet had finished a jump into the system.

House Ordus of the Draconic Order had heard about another coporate merger. The ones that grabbed their attention were the ones that would make a threat on the galactic market. So, in true Draconic Order style, they decided to eliminate the threat, or at least set other, current powers against each other and sweep away the remains. Having paid a small treasury for the secret location of the meeting point, they set a small fleet to destroy or subvert the corporate power giant before it could threaten them.

A cruiser and three frigates began moving in-system on an intercept course with the coordinates given. The current radiation of battle and wreckage provided a brief haven for the other ship(s) that have gotten involved.

((Draconic Order info. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8381392#post8381392)))

OOC: I'll pop in.

IC:

And then, as if on cue, a flash of light introduced the entrance of another ship, this one being from The Grand Empire of Amerath. It was, for once, not a narrow-hulled Frigate that first responded, but rather, a Corvette (In Amerathian standards, is larger than a Frigate, but smaller than a Destroyer or Cruiser). This Corvette was shaped like a sword lying on its side, wide, short (in height), and barely larger than a Frigate. It was powered by 2 engines that were prominent from the top and bottum of the hull as bulges. The bridge was a narrow window in the center of another bulge near the front of the ship. This corvette was armed with only two foward facing pulse cannons, as oppose to most other ships of its chasis. This was a Sword Wind Corvette, ment to make fast marine strikes.

"This is Amerathian Navy's Karaz, we have come in answer of a distress signal. Who is in need of assistance?"

The Harmonian ship, a converted Galleon, moved through the void. Its numerous sails billowing as they caught and channeled the various energies sleeting through space, constantly recharging the crystals at the ships core, keeping it and its crew from undergoing the unpleasant process of implosion, explosion, freezing and so forth often associated with exposure to hard-vaccume.
Pulling up beside the wrecked ship the wooden sailing vessel (sort of) extended its own sort of boarding tube, namely a number of grapnels fired from cannons, these latched on to various extrusions of the hull, pulled tight and secured the ship to the Harmonian vessel. This was not theoretically required, but it looked good and was mostly done out of force of habit.
A number of small boats detached from the vessel and moved with suprising speed for wooden rafts. They vanished into assorted openings of the ship, two into docking bays and another into the hole created by the (presumably) pirates, raiders or people with financial troubles of the worse sort.
On entering, the motly assortment of boarders (including a number of skeletons, animated by various methods) inspected the walls. It was, as far as they could determine, the work of the nastier sort of Daemon, maybe even a Keeper.
Some of the bodies that were in better condition were recovered and moved into the main Harmonian ship as was anything of potential value, including the captains chair and hat. These were later installed in a bar on Harmonia.

(OOC:
Call it a tag :P)

"This is Amerathian Navy's Karaz, we have come in answer of a distress signal. Who is in need of assistance?"

The unidentified ships continued their rapid decent into the system towards the coordinates given, completely ignoring the new ship and hoping that it would go away and not identify them. Their sensors picked up the remenants of a battle, they planned on making sure that it was their target that was destroyed, and that any salvageable materials and technologies was taken.

There was a low growling in the darkness of the ship, as the Mortian crewmembers explored the ruined recess of the ship. Evil eyes followed them as they offloaded some items of value.

Yes, there would be even more bloodshed tonight.

Multiple contacts blipped as eight new contacts poured out of the cruiser as two wings of fighter class ships flew ahead of the main unit. Weapon systems among the fleet flared as all the ships accelerated to attack speed. The fleet needed to finish its mission before more ships showed up, so they ordered the fighters to destroy the remains... now.

The Amerathian Vessel was not here to get into a fight, it was only carrying a few squads of Marines towards another fleet under transfer orders, but it could delay to inspect the wreckage.

Its sensors weren't powerful, so detecting the draconic ships right now was not yet done.

OOC: I don't know how to respond to the wooden boat? sounds like something from taht one disney movie.

Multiple contacts blipped as eight new contacts poured out of the cruiser as two wings of fighter class ships flew ahead of the main unit. Weapon systems among the fleet flared as all the ships accelerated to attack speed. The fleet needed to finish its mission before more ships showed up, so they ordered the fighters to destroy the remains... now.

OOC: Don't destroy the RP, DC. Hold off destroying the remains.

The Amerathian Vessel was not here to get into a fight, it was only carrying a few squads of Marines towards another fleet under transfer orders, but it could delay to inspect the wreckage.

Its sensors weren't powerful, so detecting the draconic ship right now was not yet done.

OOC: I don't know how to respond to the wooden boat? sounds like something from taht one disney movie.

((Technically, if you've read my first post, there are four main ships.))

OOC: Don't destroy the RP, DC. Hold off destroying the remains.

((I assumed the other ships, especially the Kazecistan one, would try to stop me.))

((Technically, if you've read my first post, there are four main ships.))

OOC: Sorry, the s escaped me, I ment to put it in, but I typo'd. Ya, I read the first post too. Also I'm hoping to get some of my marines onboard that ship.

OOC: Allow the other players to board the ships.

OOC: I'm perplexed as to how to respond to a floating galleon looting the ship? So I can't post about it till I know what to do.

The Bloody Toll popped out from hyperspace several hundred kilometers from the original distress signal. It was a small frigate ship, with a crew of moderately successful pirates. A good portion of that success was due to having made them selves affiliated with the asteroid colonies in the Monsterian system. If whatever they found from the distress beacon was too big for the Toll's crew to handle, they could slip back into hyperspace and let the Monsterian navy know about some tasty bit of salvage that wasn't too far out of their reach.

With her eyes so far out and her sensors 8 years old, the crew of the Toll were unable to see the Draconic vessel, though they did spot the Amerath and Mortis ships hovering over the carcass of the ship. On spotting the Amerathian Naval vessel most of the crew was ready to cut their losses and turn tail, but the captain ordered the Toll closer so they could at least know what sort of prize they would be telling the Monsterians about.

The Kazeci ship was a full combat ready ship. As such, it detected the DO ships and prepared for battle. The match was almost even, but the new comers had a slight advantage. Power onboard the ship spiked and remained high as a light glow of burgundy surrounded the ship and the magnetic particle shielding came on line. Countless bits of shrapnel whirred around the ship in random vectors, ready to shred anything that got too close. Weapons reached full power.

Draconic Order ships: You are ordered to disengage. Kazecistan will not tolerate hostilities. Leave the sector immediately. You have no business here.

ooc: EDIT: You thought right DO. If you add in my fighter power, I'm almost equal to your force. You'd win, but the cost would be a bit much, don't ya think?

[tag]

The Corvette suddenly let lose a heavy "ping" as it flipped its sensors to active. It did this once and stopped, now noticing all the ships before the corvette went quiet again... then it spoke..

"This is the Karaz. Assuming you are all here on behalf of the distress signal, we will stay from hostilities unless one of you tries to do something that they would regret to that vessel. That goes for all of you."

It was big words from a Marine Strike ship.

The Kazeci ship was a full battle ready ship. As such, it detected the DO ships and prepared for battle. The match was almost, even, but the new comers had a slight advantage. Power onboard the ship spiked and remained high as a light glow of burgundy surrounded the ship and the magnetic particle shielding came on line. Countless bits of shrapnel whirred around the ship in random vectors, ready to shred anything that got too close. Weapons reached full power.

The Ordus ships responded with a hail of lazer fire. One of the three frigates didn't attack until it formed up with cruiser, for it didn't have gun batteries like the other two frigates. But, its design was clear as it opened up with a particle beam cannon, adding its weight to the one fired from the cruiser.

The first salvo burned away the protective layer of shrapnal, just as the fighters veered away from the hulk. A wave of missiles came from both the flanking fighters and the main fleet.

ooc: EDIT: You thought right DO. If you add in my fighter power, I'm almost equal to your force. You'd win, but the cost would be a bit much, don't ya think?

((Ordus doesn't tolerate failure very well.))

The Kazeci vessel, being the largest and best armed in the area, felt a need to calm the others, least it frighten them to war.

Rest assured, we are here only for peace. We wished to aid the distress of this vessel, but arrived too late. Now we investigate. Our weaponry and shielding is only active because of the presence of the DO ships. They are a threat.

OOC: All hell has broken lose.

"Err... sir? We think that the Amerathian's have spotted us." said one of the operating technicians.

"Captain Bleih? The Amerathian vessel just sent out a general comunique."

The captain of the Bloody Toll stared at the monitor for a moment. "Put the message through."


"This is the Karaz. Assuming you are all here on behalf of the distress signal, we will stay from hostilities unless one of you tries to do something that they would regret to that vessel. That goes for all of you."

"Hmm... well, since their warning didn't make anything all that clear, I guess we can get a little closer look." Captain Bleih could feel the eyes of his crew on him. They had worked for several years under his command and knew he was prone to calculated risks, but no pirate wanted to get close to a navy vessel unless they had some aces up their sleeve. The small ship moved closer to the others, its old scanners working hard.

OOC: Well well, wonder if kaz noticed DO posted the attack while he was writing?

The Amerathian vessage began a slow back away from the carcass, trying to stay out of combat. It broadcast a short message..

"We arn't looking for combat with anyone unless they doing something to the ship in distress."

The Pulse Cannons on the front of the corvette were powerful, but unlike the other corvettes or frigates, it lacked the necessary amount of Pulse Cannons (The standard pattern "Iron Side" Frigates held 4 pulse cannons on each side and 4 torpedo tubes, standard pattern "Calvary" Corvettes held around 6 on each side and 6 torpedo tubes and wielded a small fighter group.) to stop the situation if it got out of hand. Of course, they could always put a few marines onto a ship if things got bad.

ooc: DO posted at the same time, so I didn't read it.

Ic: The Kazeci craft began to take the laser fire, burning at its shields but having little effect for the moment. The particle beam, however, caused a portion of the shield to fold in on itself and almost collapse. In order to protect itself from such failure, it re oriented so that all it's weapons had clear vectors.

With one swift move a thick golden beam emanated fourth from the Lethal Ion Cannon turret. The massive power behind the weapon would surely cripple a frigate, or so its specs said. This was the intent behind firing it at the one frigate that had linked up with the cruiser. For one whole minute it seared away, following its target where ever it attempted to run. The ship lurked closer, its Zat cannons also targeting the one frigate. Soon it was in range for the SPPTs. Read beams attempted to open small holes in shielding just long enough for the plasma torpedo to sneak through and impact directly on the hull. This was but the beginning of the Kazeci crew's wrath and it came from but one ship.

Perhaps once more at the negotiation? DO ships: Disengage or die. You are attacking a superior vessel. This is your final chance for diplomacy.

ooc: last post tonight.

The missile and torpedo waves exploded all over the Kazecistan vessel as it moved to intercept the DO fleet.

The particle beam of the frigate got one more half-minute burst before going silent as the ion cannon ripped through its shields and bore into the tri-layered hull. The shields were then bombarded and brought down quickly, as the shield systems on Order ships were mostly a deterent then the main protection. Small explosions lit up the front of the ship as the plasma torpedo detonated where the ion cannon had smashed a hole earlier. Lights all over the outside of the ship seemed to flicker and die out as the ship lost main power, drifting out of formation as the three remaining ships continued to advance.

((Last post for me too then... for now.))

A black-and-red ship emerged from a Hyperspace Window. The G.F.S. Dominion (http://www.gundamofficial.com/worlds/ce/mechanics/images/ship_dominion_a.gif) had emerged from her test of the recently installed F.T.L. drive that was one of five such units provided by the Holy Empire of SeaQuest. The ship itself was built and crewed by Planet Zi, but she also had a few techs that had been provided by SeaQuest, including the F.T.L. unit. The ship bore the markings of the Armed Republic Of Planet Zi, the U.E.O.O., the Guardian Force, and the Zenebas Empire on her black hull. This ship was one of the few ships that had survived the inter-planetary war that Planet Zi had only recently emerged from.

Bridge

"Captain, we are detecting several alien craft. Should we engage stealth mode?"

"No. This may be a good opportunity for us to get some more allies."

"Aye, ma'am."

OOC: F.Y.I., the G.F.S. Dominion is one of my military ships.

There was a low growling in the darkness of the ship, as the Mortian crewmembers explored the ruined recess of the ship. Evil eyes followed them as they offloaded some items of value.

Yes, there would be even more bloodshed tonight.
(OOC:
Wow...two pages in one night. I hate it when that happens :P
Lucky me, you can shed a dead guys blood ^_^)

The crew members were oblivious to the growling, since a number of them no longer had ears or were too occupied with collecting stuff.
The ships captain looked on happily as interesting items were removed, he had collected a new rank insignia for himself at some point and a blue jacket.
The young (possibly) thaumaturgist next to him was not overly happy, though.
"Captain, sir, this ship...its giving off odd readings. Im picking up at least a thaum of magical radiation from this ship, normally the metal ships only give off a tiny trace of magic, a centithaum at the most, when theyre dead like this. Theres something still on here. Im not sure if we want to meet it, I mean, considering what it did to the rest of the crew."
The sight of half of the ships former Captain hanging from a ventilation shaft had unnerved the man a bit.
"Nonsense, we are on a mission to explore and discover things, possibly wipe out native civilizations if we have the time, Im sure whatever is on this ship is quite capable of being shot repeatedly with some nasty weaponry, if its even alive. If not, we can take it back to Harmonia and show it off, sell it for a good bit."
"As you say, Sir."
"Of course. Thats why I want you to get together some of the boarders and find whatever it is...yes, you. Jolly good chap. Off you go."

---

Several hours later, five Goblins, three humans, seven skeletons and one Daemon had been asembled in the ships mess, there was much confusion and the Daemon ate one of the Goblins by accident.
Orders were handed out and questions asked, none of which were answered at this point because there were no answers to be givin.
The little party set off into the ship, following the spiking needle of the Thaumometer.

---

The Harmonian Galleon, still latched to the ship, orbited gently, ignoring the battle raging around it.
The ships shields and guns were at full charge, waiting for the first sign of hostility. The only damage the ship had taken was an errant stream of Point-Defence fire, which had made pretty colours on the shielding and not much more.

Dark beings watched the party venture into the ship, tasting the blood that they would soon feast on. Suddenly, the HM torch (or whatever lighting system your using) went out, and a piercing howl echoed the ship, and a swarm emerged from the darkness, a mass of teeth and claws about the shred the boarders.

(OOC:
They generaly use a crystal similar to the power system :P)

IC:
The Goblins, being underground creatures by nature, only took a fraction of a second to adapt to the sudden lighting change, and many of them already had weapons in hand. The skeletons didnt see in any case, they only felt assorted emanations, heat, life, electrical activity. The Daemon, of course, provided his own light in the form of hurled fireballs.
The humans were cut down quickly, mostly by friendly fire.
Six explosions echoed through the ships corridors as six Goblins fired their blunderbuss' at the same moment, filling the air around them with a cloud of metal bits and assorted scrap traveling at high speed, the Daemon, as previously mentioned, worked the crowd of skittery things with fireballs and occaisionally stomped on things.
The skeletons seemed to be having little trouble, since anything attempting to disembowle them would have trouble, they simply smashed whatever was at hand, sinking their fingers into what they deemed not to be friendly. Muscles of pure magic enabled them to perform feats that would not have been possible had they been alive at the time, and the Goblins fire generally simply passed through them.
After the first volley, three of the Goblins quickly dropped their firearms and drew swords, short, curved scimitars that, while not elegant weapons, were quite effecient. They then proceded to do what Goblins do best, that is, they screamed loudly and threw themselves at the enemy, apparently becoming a flying green ball of teeth, claws and blades in the process.

---

The sounds of combat woke the Captain from his aristocratic haze.
"Dagon! Whats going on down there? Bloody 'ell. Wake up the mages! Tell them I dont care that its only ten o'clock, its time to bloody well wake up and fry some Things!"

OOC: I know it's a little late, but can i still join in the fray with my Gundamtech? :)

The shrapnel of the Kazeci shield beat relentlessly upon the torpedoes and missiles, causing them to detonate a safe distance from the hull. Lasers continued to drain the ships energy shielding, but had not gotten through yet.

The Kazeci ship turned its attention to one of the other frigates, despite the fact that it would be a while before the LIC was charged. Two massive doors slid apart on the nose of the ship, revealing its main bay. This gaping mouth vometed fourth a swarm of over 5 thousend drone fighters. Gunships and light fighters went to work overwhelming the enemy fighters while the double hulled Drone Bombers and bulky Heavy Drone Fighters focused on one of the other frigates.

Advancing on the newest target, the carrier used its EWC cannons to batter it with all their might. Zat fire again puddled upon its shielding, ever weakening it. SPPTs lashed out with anger as they aimed for key subsystems, mainly power and weapons. And just to add to the fray, 18 torpedoes ((anti cap ship)) came fourth, tracking down the targeted frigate. Seconds before impact, each released a small ion burst- much lesser than that of the carrier- to open a path in the shielding, again for direct impact purposes.

They seemed to ignore the other ships entirely as they focused all their power on one, intent on the kill.

ooc: Kazeci fact book and tech: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=449356

The tall holographic pillar of information that once swirled slowly with reports in blue now was almost totally red with battle reports. Damage, power, shield levels, etc. were being displayed at an alarming pace.

"Sir, we're taking a beating! Shields down to 32% and falling!"
"LIC still charging! We can't use her just yet."
"Close the bay doors to 90%, I don't want stray fire getting in there when the shields fall." The Captain's voice rose above all others on the massive bridge. "Keep our small to them!"
"Backup is still a ways off 20 min at least until they get here."
"Sir, there's no way we can hold out that long."

ooc: Call it a bump.

It was strange that the Amerathian ship was also red and black, but the Amerathian Empire's crest was painted above the bridge, giving them a difference of nations atleast.

The corvette watched the battle and... the.. pi..ra..te.. shi..p.. thingy. It was confused over all of this and was considering backing away, but they wanted to figure out what was with the distress signal.

ooc: Join the Kazeci ship, we are under attack you know...

The eight fighters, though expertly piloted, were outnumbered more then a hundred to one and were torn apart as they tried to return fire, maybe destroying about twice their number in drones. Their sacrifice was not in vain though, because it gave the frigates enough time to move within range of the cloud. The two fully functional frigates were built around the need to take out many small targets, the barrage that followed flaked almost the entire wave of anti-fighter drones. But, that victory was short lived as the Kazecistan carrier and several thousand drones set upon the nearest frigate.

Thousands of small shield explosions and hull impacts rocked the frigate as it tried to desperately fight back. A turret was ripped from its housing by a massed torpedo strike and floated off into space. The missile bays lit up one last time before going silent, the cluster of missiles was enough to scatter the flight of drones that finished off one of the turrets earlier.

The frigate that was brutalized before (the one with the particle beam), having lost its main weapon system, was just floating at the edge of battle before the lights around the engine compartment came flaring back to life. Several stragling drones were caught by the nose and were destroyed as the ship began a barreling charge toward the carrier, intent on ramming it.

The cruiser continued drilling at the shields surrounding the Kazecistan carrier with its particle beam cannon and massed torpedo and lazer barrages. It seemed to not even care that the other frigates were in trouble. But it continued to close, it seemed that it would also end up colliding with the carrier as its vector would suggest.

The Dominion slowed to a stop a safe distance from the battle. Her captain didn't want to get caught in the cross-fire. Meanwhile, the ship's passive sensors were being used to plot the position of the other ships in the area. There was an orange flicker as her shields were brought on-line to deal with any stray shots that came her way.

The Amerathian Navy vessel would help one of them.. if it knew who to help. The Amerathian Navy had no previous information on either nation and were stumped on what to do still; so they prowled outside the battle zone, the marines in its hull armed and ready incase something were to happen.

Kazeci ships were built to take a pounding, and dish one out as well. Slugfests were their thing. As such, it was of little surprise that until now, the carrier seemed to be fairing quite well. But they could only put on this act for so long. Their breaking point was near.

"Sir, main energy shield failing!"
"Fighters reporting heavy losses sir! The enemy seems to be well equipped to deal with masses of small craft."
"Sections of the hull are taking damage!"

By this time the LIC had been recharged and the engineers had a bit of a trick up their sleeve. "Target cruiser and fire!" This order only pertained to the LIC. The massive turret turned and fired, true to it orders. This time, however, rather than stop after its one minute burst, it fired again. This double shot was a trick that wasn't authorized by the Navy, but often was used in the disparity of battle. The thick gold beam of ionic power struck the same place twice, intent on wiping out the particle cannon and anything else in the area. Perhaps this would eliminate their biggest threat.

The other Kazeci weapons continued to focus on the one frigate, hoping to cripple its main weapons as well. Many of the bombers and heavy fighters remained. As the bombers strafed the length of the frigate, they unloaded continually from their twin plasma cannons- the weapons that make up 50% of the ship's mass- as well as releasing their 4 torpedoes and 14 missiles right away. On each run they also let loose with their screamers, unguided rockets, which were expended at full auto.

Evasive maneuvers were engaged so that the attempts to ram would be much more difficult and if they succeeded that they would glance rather than impact dead on. As the hull was battered more and more, a state of distresses became urgently apparent.

A distress call went out, all channels and frequencies.
SOS! This is a ship of the Grand Kazeci Navy. We are under heavy attack from unprovoked forces. We are at a disadvantage. Send Aid! Kazecistan calls for aid!

Captain Natarle Badgiruel, commanding officer of the G.F.S. Dominion, was not authorized to fire her ship's weapons unless fired upon first. The Armed Republic of Planet Zi was not ready to enter a inter-national war so soon after the three sub-nations that made up it up had expelled the people responsible for instigating war after war between them. Thus, the Dominion moved to a position that was half-way between the two combatting groups to get a better vantage point. While her weapons remained silent, the port and starboard launch bays also remained closed.

The cruiser's shields flickered and collapsed during the first half-minute. The beam continued to the hull and began searing through the much thicker skin of the cruiser. The first two layers were breached before the second beam hit. Though the battle carrier was expending a lot of power to cause the damage necissary, it did. The particle beam was firing during the second beam hit. There was a small explosion as the beam cut deep enough into the third and final layer to hit the main gun as it was discharging. The lights around the hole died as the particle beam cannon lay silent.

One of the frigates went quiet as the continual beating it took cut main power. Only point defence weapons and missile bays were still in operation. Then a bombing run took care of the missile launchers. All available power was put to point defense weapons as the maneuvering thrusters began disengaging the vessel, seeking cover behind the fully functional frigate. The sister frigate was begining to bring its weapons to bear on the heavy drone force, the larger, and slower craft began droping like flies to sustained flak.

The particle beam cannon frigate grazed the side shields of the battle carrier as it tried to ram. Its outer hull buckled as it smashed past the evading carrier. A beam of energy, not as strong as the particle beam, but enough to punch a hole through a corvette, lanced out of the bottom of the ship as it rolled by the shields and pricked the carrier.

And then, as if out of nowhere, the Amerathian vessel came hurling past the Kazecistan ship's bow. It was headed straight for the cruiser (I think) of the Draconic Order.

"This is the Karaz, we come to your aide."

The Amerathian Marine ship was ment for speed, and it was showing that off as it barreled for the cruiser, attempting to smash it's sword-like nose into the cruiser to breach its hull and release the marines into it. There were, on this particular Marine ship, a platoon (4 squads, each 12 people), and if the platoon got onboard the draconic order ship, all hell would break lose.

The Dominion had her sensors recording every detail of the battle. Perhaps, when they got back home, techs could work out the weapons used from the recordings taken of visuals and other measurements.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, but I'm going to bed.

The energy shielding in Kazecistan wasn't designed to take direct hits from solid objects very well. As the frigate glanced off, it downed a large portion of the shielding and impacted directly on the hull, crushing it inwards like a tin can. It was fortunate that the ship had a double hulled design, as all command functions existed in the innermost hull, the crushing force only crumpled large portions of the main bay, which made up the space between the inner and outer hulls. Still, the damage was massive and atmosphere began to vent. The violent shaking also caused damage to some internal systems. Perhaps what did the most damage, however, was the beam weapon. It bypassed the downed shielding and bore directly into the hull. Several portions of the ship needed to be evacuated.

The situation was desperate. Fighters were falling at an increasing rate and there were no backups to reinforce their numbers. The captain made another drastic decision. He would use the GASs on board to attack the enemy ships. 40 of the T shaped landing craft exited the bay and headed for the last frigate. Their 6 plasma torpedo cannons fired at a rate faster than most plasma weapons as they targeted weapons and other exposed systems. These Ground Assault Ships were not meant for combat in space, they were meant to deliver troops by the hundreds to planetary sites. Because of this, they were well equipped to take flack. This robustness allowed them to make rather blazon bombing runs over the surface of the frigates as if it were the surface of a planet being softened.

The carrier reoriented to face the last frigate, but it was a slow process as the ship was never built for speed and it had taken quite a bit of damage. It began to pound away again, but with several weapons off line it would be far less effective. Again the distress call went out. It would be several minutes before a Kazeci ship could respond.

ooc: Zi, you might get shot standing in the middile like that...

A warphole opened up to the left side of the battle and
5 light attack ships came out first
http://www.artships.com/1999/fed_bottom.jpg
about 120m long by 10m height by 5m wide
2 lasers about 10-30 volts of energy
1 solar reactor 10-20 volts of power
Protective Plasma 2,000 v
1 reactor 100,000 volts
2 Grav engines (These are vary fast and can out power a planets gravitational force)

5 heavy Destroyers
they are rough looking and are about 400m long by 100m tall by 80m wide
5 Heavy lasers 3,000v-6,000v
4 ION CANNONS 60,000v-100,000v est.
1 Galactic Cannon 700,000v-800,000v
2 fusion reactors 0v-2,000,000v
4 Heavy fusion engines 10-20 Parsecs a hour (1 parsec = 3 miles)(location in hull
Protective plasma 300,000 v

1 Heavy Carrier
100m long by 60m wide 70 m tall
20 lasers 10-30v
10 heavy leasers 3,000v-6,000v
300 Drone Fighters
400 Drone Bombers
2 Heavy Fusion engines 10-20 Parsecs a hour
Protective plasma

The Dominion backed off as the battle intensified. The ship stopped at a distance of ten kilometers. While her fusion reactor was used to power basic ship systems, her main Naquada reactor was used to keep the shields up. Power was shunted to the weapons systems, but they were not deployed. The ship was at Yellow Alert, this meant she was ready, but would not start something. Her hull took on an appearnce similar to an armadillo as her ablative armor generators activated. The Dominion was one of only three ships to be equipped with these generators.

The Harmonian ship continued to hover next to the hulk, ignored by all and thus ignoring all. A group of wizards was being rallied on the deck by the captain.

ooc: Soviet leaders, I doubt that this thread was made for battle- much less large scale battle. I fight defensively and DO has a story to keep up. Bringing in a fleet of well-armed ships is not recommended and might be ignored in an RP like this. I, personally, would rather RP the death of my ship and the torture of its crew than have a story line ruined by such a superior fleet. This just isn't the place. Please reduce your numbers.

((If other participants disagree, please speak up.))

OT: 1,000 posts baby!

Ic: As the situation became more desperate, the Kazeci crew decided to appeal directly to one of the near-by war ships. Zi ship Dominion: we are in need of aid, yet you do not come? Please, we are losing lives here! Another voice cuts in, this one very angry. You would stand by idly and let us die? This is tantamount to murder! What sick Gods must you have that would condone such a thing? Is it acceptable in your society to kill? You- The original voice comes back on briefly, before cutting out. Please, we are in desperate need! We cannot last much longer without your compassionate aid!

Kazeci fighters, especially those low on fuel or munitions, began to put themselves in the path of fire directed at the Amerithian ship, in an attempt to allow its survival until its docking. Similarly, weakened or damaged craft attempted to block shots art the carrier.

The Amerath vessel plowed through space toward the DO cruiser as small explosions signified the death of its defense wing. A beam, similar to the one used to ping the Kazecistan carrier (hereinafter refered as a pulsar cannon) sliced into the Amerath transport as it neared. But, even the punishing the marine transport was taking didn't stop the armored prow as it smashed into the cruiser, grounding the cruiser to a hault before it got close enough to the carrier to bring its pulsar cannons to bear.

Damage had taken its toll on the carrier, the firepower brought upon the last frigate was at the level of the frigate itself. Therefore the two ships battled back and forth, with none having the advantage or the firepower to really damage the other one sufficiently.

The remaining two frigates began turning to leave the system. With their ships crippled, they began disengaging, limping away.

A highly coded message was sent in response to the message from the Kazecistan ship:

Its not a matter of morals or ethics. The Armed Republic is still recovering from inner turmoil that only ended recently. Our orders are to not fire unless first fired upon. Though, I may have found a small loop-hole.

Captain Badgiruel had her ship moved to a new postion where it the chance of the Dominion getting struck by stray fire was much higher. She knew that she could not use the ship's weapons without being hit first. With the ship's new position relative to the battle, she could use this loop-hole to provide aid as she would not be, in fact, firing the first shot.

OOC: Not sure how you got the name of my ship IC'ly, but I'll let it slide, this time.

OOC: Not sure how you got the name of my ship IC'ly, but I'll let it slide, this time.

((It's called ship registry... most ships can scan the others and find a marking of some sort or a transmission protocol that tells the name of the ship.))

((It's called ship registry... most ships can scan the others and find a marking of some sort or a transmission protocol that tells the name of the ship.))

OOC: I know that some ships have that, but my nation just came out of what could loosely be defined as a three-way Civil War-like situation and the ships from the three sub-nations that make Planet Zi up had the names painted over so that the other two wouldn't know which to target to get the command staff. This internal conflict has only ended recently and not all but three of my ships (which so happen to be the flagships of the three sub-nations) have had the registry painted back on. The Dominion is one of these three ships.
On a side note, my people are Zoidians, not Ziians. Just a general F.Y.I..

ooc: Then I apologize. I had assumed that there were markings or that unencrypted transmissions with their name must have been sent.

Ic: The Kazeci ship had no time to respond to the Dominion as it had not the will to defend those in need. Kazecistan's highly moralistic and idealistic society would not deal with those who did not attempt to do the 'right' thing. If they helped, it would be appreciated, but they would not expend effort in this, possibly their last hour, to change them.

The carrier turned it's best side to the frigate, allowing all it's weapons that still functioned a better firing arc. Still, little progress was made.

OOC: -snip- This internal conflict has only ended recently and not all but three of my ships (which so happen to be the flagships of the three sub-nations) have had the registry painted back on. The Dominion is one of these three ships.
On a side note, my people are Zoidians, not Ziians. Just a general F.Y.I..

((Thank you for telling us that your ship had identification marks. That solves that problem.))

((Great battle by the way... descriptive and at least believable (unlike most battles I've seen in FT). It has been a pleasure rping here. On another note, I was wondering if it is general concensous that the hulked ship this whole thread is about should remain intact after the battle? If so, then a general withdrawl/limping home for repairs is probably going to be the outcome of this battle.))

ooc: I belive he wants it to last so that he may RP the horrors within. I do think that both of our fleets will end up limping out.

Oh, and I also enjoied this battle. It is on the scale that I prefer most, small.

OOC: @Kazecistan: No apology needed. It was just a simple mistake on my part for not putting that info in one of my IC posts.
@Draconic Order: You misread what I posted. I said that all but three of my ships have had their registries painted back on. I also said that the Dominion was one of those three ships. The way you interpreted it, it sounds like I only have a fleet of three ships. I have more than just three ships. The three was referring to the fact that the Dominion is the flagship of one of my three sub-nations. Just for that, its go time.

IC: A stray shot from the Draconic Order frigate pinged against the shield bubble of the Dominion. As soon as the orange rippling had subsided, the ship automattically went to Red Alert.

The ablative armor opened two let two twin turret like structures rise up from the bend above the launch doors. It also opened elsewhere to allow two long structures to deploy and rotate foward. The armor generators then closed up the vulnerable openings thus made.

Captain Badgiruel had found her loop hole in her standing orders to not engage unless fired upon first. This slight technicality allowed her to test her ships upgraded offenses and defenses.

The giant 225 centimeter dual high-energy beam cannon "Gottfried Mk.71" turrets returned fire. Two green energy beams lanced out from each towards the D.O. ship that had fired the shot that hit the shields.

The DO frigate that was battling the Kazecistan carrier was slammed in the side as two green beams smashed into the shields. The extra weight of firepower helped the Kazecistan carrier break through the energy bubble surrounding the frigate. The first and second layers of the frigate's hull began to burn off as the carrier bombarded it.

The other two frigates were already leaving the battle and limping out-system. Now several hundred meters from the battle.

The cruiser was still locked with the transport, the impact pushed it to the outskirts of the warzone. Inside another skirmish was unfolding as the troops began pooring into the breach and began fighting with the internal security forces. Lazer blasts filled the hallways around the breach as the battle began to unfurl.

The Corvette suddenly did another amazing thing. Out of the front and rear of the ship, as well as the sides of the hull, massive grappling hooks launched out, attempting to attach themselves to the ship to insure the pregnation of Marines into the enemy vessel.

As for the Marines, each squad would have split off, one going for the engines, one for the bridge, another for the weapon systems (If seperate), and the last one moving to make sure they could destroy the life support if they were unable to win the fight.

Amerathian Marines rarely destroyed another ship's life support system. This was because most Captain's would fear the same thing against themselves, and would not tempt another force's retribution. Other than that, the life support would not be touched unless it had to be.

Also, Each marine was in an air-tight body armor incase the life support did go off, they could use their rebreathers to keep fighting through the ship.

As a final note, the Corvette released a last message to the cruiser..
"This is the Captain of the Karaz, halt your fire and cease further hostilities.. We are not here to start a war."

ooc: Kazeci is both proper and shorter than Kazecistan, in case you are one for using abbreviations.

Ic: The carrier's crew were overcome with a new since of hope, despite the fact that their ship was now listing badly and over half of its main systems were off-line. There was a sense of relief, they might actually live! With this new vigor, they became more aggressive, maneuvering at their fastest speed (under half power) to a point 'above' the frigate, hoping for a more destructive angle. Their weapons seemed to have purpose once again- no longer listless or even filled with rage as they began- they fired almost with joy. Those remaining fighters and bombers seemed to fly with pride once again, almost having fun as they dodged debris and flack to deliver their dwindling payloads.

Messages of pure joy were sent to those who had come to their aid. Thank you! Our lives are in your debt! Kazecistan owes you! We shan't forget this! Because of you, we live!

The DO fleet began to disengage.

The cruiser's engines flared as it began accelerating away from the battle, to the out-system, taking the marine corvette with it. Inside the first squads of Amerath troops found out how dangerous DO can be when cornered. A roar filled and rolled through the corridors as dragon-like creatures began flooding into the breaches with unholy speed. Those DO troops that were caught by the tide were torn asunder along with the Amerath troops.

The battle driven frigate was caught between two ships and was taking a pounding. Its engines also flared as it tried to remove itself from fire. Some evasive maneuvering allowed it to survive the worst of the barrage, but it was slowly being picked apart as its weapons swung from one target to the next, trying to silence enemy weapon systems.

((You are lucky that the others helped you... ^^))

With the loss of so many marines, the corvette made a last ditch effort. Each grappling line attached to the enemy cruiser seemed to slacken for a few seconds, before drawing themselves closer to the cruiser.. without the corvette moving with it. The Corvette began to move away from the draconic order ship, each line staying drawn tight as, when the corvette moved far enough away, a small bomb popped from where the lines were attached to the corvette, which made it look like many giant acupuncture needles in the Cruiser. The corvette began to back away, only having around 6 marines make it back.

As the Corvette moved far enough away, the bombs began to draw themselves towards the hull of the cruiser. After each bomb made contact with the hull of the cruiser, they made a "ping" noise and as soon as all the bombs were in place, they detonated, all 16 of the bombs.What happened to the cruiser was up to DO now.

The shields of the Dominion glowed with an orange light as each of the D.O. frigate's shots pinged off. The Gottfrieds fired volley after volley in return. When the frigate began to try to make a run for it, she cut loose with shots from her dual 110cm linear cannon "Valiant Mk.8". The shots from the Valiants raced toward the D.O. ship.

ooc: I be perfectly dead had I not had my pleas answered. But that's not to say that it wouldn't have costed you...

I hope you don't mind this next addition, I won't let it hunt you down and rip you to shreds as it rightfully should...

Ic: It was with ironic timing that the Kazeci dreadnought class super cruiser arrived. It was too late to save the carrier, that had already been done. Nonetheless, it was here. The whale like body bristled with weapons, enough to take out what remained of the weakened DO fleet without reloading. Charging fourth, weapons and shields hot, it began to broadcast: Kazecistan has come to do what is right upon those who would attack one of its crews. We thank those who have aided our fellow ship and condemn those who have crippled her.

With this it lunged at the frigate, most likely scaring the s*** out of them. Be gone! Be gone or face our might! One of its four LIC turrets opened fire, releasing one massive burst over the top of the frigate, which vibrated from the energy of the near miss. And they meant business. The next shot would likely take out the ship and two more were ready if they felt the need to FTL over to the other fleeing ships and exact retribution. For now, however, they waited.

The void lit up with a dozen explosions. The cruiser limped out of the cloud of debris, two layers of hull ripped and torn from its structure. The skeletal structure and innermost layer of hull was the only thing remaining. All the outer weapon turrets were just gaping holes.

The two frigates who broke off during the begining of the battle had already jumped. The third frigate used the dreadnaught as cover from the Dominion's weapons as it raced to follow its friends. The cruiser was already making a run for the outer system too, in a different direction so as to avoid the other ships.

The Kazeci SC, seeing the retreat, began to render aid to the crippled carrier and continued to do so until it was jump capable.

The Dominion moved into a position where she could cover the damaged Kazecistan ship. Her weapons continued to fire at the fleeing D.O. ship until it was out of the effective targeting range.

After the weapons had stopped shooting, a message was sent to the Kazecistan ship:

I told you I had found a loop-hole.

The Kazeci ship responded. Perhaps it was wrong of us to doubt. Thank you for your assistance, we would not be alive right now were it not for you. I'm sorry to say that we must go, however, as a ship in our condition would not last long in open space. The Kazeci SC has come to take our place in any diplomacy necessary. With that, the ship vanished in a flash of light.

In a flash of psuedomotion, a small gunship reverts to realspace after hearing of a distress call from a cruise ship of some type or other.

"Man, look at all that." A perpetually thirteen year old boy with blue hair said. "Must have been quite a battle."

"Yeah. Hey, Jake. Where did the message originate?" A slightly older boy with spiked brown hair asked.

"Hmm. I would guess it's that cruise ship already being looked at by those other ships." An older perpetually eighteen year old youth with black hair suggested. He's Jake McNeil, bounty hunter extraordinare. And a powerful Force-user to boot, but one rarely knows that unless he wants them to. The two kids are his apprentices bounty hunters. Jake wears an untucked grey-white collar shirt with a breast-pocket on either side of the buttons. The sleeves are rolled up at the elbow and there's a blue T-shirt underneath the opened shirt. His pants are tan khakis with numerous pockets all over for his various tools and weapons.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's join in the fun!" The blue-haired kid said. By the way, that kid is Chris Thompson. He wears a cowboy hat, cowboy's cloak and a pair of DL-54 blasters on his belt. A green shirt with a red vest and brown pants round out the outfit.

"You're always looking for fun and it always lands us in trouble!" The brown haired kid grumbled. His name is Konohamaru Sarutobi. This kid is a shinobi, but doesn't exactly look the part with a T-shirt with a leaf spiral on the front over a mesh mithril shirt and blue jeans. He and Jake both have shuriken holsters visible on their right legs.

"Aside from yapping, let's see what's up. I don't sense many lifeforms on that ship..." Jake frowned. There should be at least several thousand people, but there was alot less...and a sensation of death hung in the air...

Jake puttered the little gunship towards the cruise ship, taking in the sight of recent battle. Looks like pirates got the ship or something...

(OOC:
*pokes CW*
The Harmonians are already on board getting pwned by aliens, apparently. Theres a big galleon floating around there as well :P)

(OOC:
*pokes CW*
The Harmonians are already on board getting pwned by aliens, apparently. Theres a big galleon floating around there as well :P)
OOC: *pokes back* Thanks for reminding me.

IC:
"Hey, there's a wooden ship!" Konohamaru said incredulously as the gunship neared one of the docking bays. "It even has sails!"

"Heh. I heard of them. Harmonians. They use a form of magic for most everything..." Jake shook his head. "Alright, let's head inside like so..."

And the little gunship popped inside the docking bay. The three little bounty hunters then disembarked and took a look around with flashlights.

"Gloomy." Chris noted. His left hand was itching for his blaster.

"Yeah. Be ready for anything." Jake warned them as he fingered his lightsaber hilt.

(OOC:
*repokes*
NP ;)
Since Xirthin has apparently died, Im going to keep this on. If he comes back...welll....whatever he decides is automatically integrated into my post :P)

IC:
The little group of boarders deep within the ship had managed to survive, in the end the aliens had been charging uphill. The Daemon was currently busying itself with chomping on a few corpses to see if they were any good.
The gang of wizards had arrived shortly after the fight ended. Now they were standing around not doing much. One of them prodded a corpse with his foot.
"They look like those Things, you know, the big tentacled buggers from the Dungeon Dimensions. Smaller though, and they dont have tentacles."
"Indeed, hey, this one looks like my aunt!"
"We dont care at this point, we may have a large scale invasion on our hands! Thosands of Things pouring in from the Dungeon Dimensions! Reality is at risk!"
"Fine...fine, its still funny."
"Well...yes, but even so, there might be more. Right everybody, fireballs all around, yes?"
"Well, if you like."
A distant screech drew their attention, it was a very unpleasant sound.
"Or maybe we should get back to the ship and blow this thing up?"
"That sounds like a capitol idea."

The group, including the previous boarders, high-tailed it to the Harmonian docking point where a group of pikemen now surrounded the door, it took some conviencing and a few tests to prove that they werent Terrible Things from the Dungeon Dimensions, after which they fled with extreme alacrity to the ship.

OOC: Oh boy, jedi's... arm the flamethrowers!

IC:

The corvette was flying true towards the Kazeci ship for a moment, until suddenly its right engine cut out and sent it spirally. The only message that came from the Corvette was..

"F---!"

Other than that, it seemed the Corvette had taken a bit of fire on its charge agains the cruiser, and was thur for.. limping. As it began its second spiral, rockets on the front and right sides of the ship set off, stopping its spin, leaving it floating in mid space with no engine capabilities.

"Amerathian Navy's Karaz here, we're a bit stuck in the water and low on personal, those damned beasts destroyed 3 and a half squads of my marines, -my- marines!"

Before the message was even finished being received, the massive Kazeci SC made its move. Maneuvering fourth at full speed, they soon came up along side the drifting ship. Without hesitation, they locked 4 tractor beams on and opened their bays for the shuttles.

In need of assistance? We have med teams, engineering teams, security teams, you name it teams at your disposal. Shuttles are ready to launch with aid if you so request it. It is the least we can do.

The flett turns around and leaves

ooc: I didn't say you weren't welcome, just that we would prefer fewer ships as is the nature of the RP.

ooc: No I just wanted to add some thing to it and I might jump back in
:)

OOC: Ya soviet, like, a few small ships or some larger ships (But not overkill, like having the deathstar warp in) is fine.

The corvette was caught in the tractor beams and shot out a message..

"We don't need medical teams... the only marines we got back, all 6 of them, only made it back because they were able to not get in a fire fight with whatever the hell was on that ship. And as for crew, this ship is ment for cracking other ships open, so noone was injured. We also got out of the way of their forces before they put anything on our ship, well I hope so anyways. And if you have any spare engineers who are familiar with Pulse Drives, we could use a few. We thank you, Karaz out."

The 6 marines on the ship sat quietly in one of the 4 barracks ment to house the 4 squads.. each one sat quietly, milling about. Some played pokers, others slept, even a few had managed to get some alcohol from unknown sources.. all sat quietly.. missing their comrades.

OOC: OK I will keep doing this I am going to have a much smaller flett show up
IC: the captin of the first fleet walked onto the bridge of his ship the Sata which was a heavy Destroyer he was the bigest ship in this fleet. He came there with
4 light attack ships came out first
http://www.artships.com/1999/fed_bottom.jpg
about 120m long by 10m height by 5m wide
2 lasers about 10-30 volts of energy
1 solar reactor 10-20 volts of power
Protective Plasma 2,000 v
1 reactor 100,000 volts
2 Grav engines (These are vary fast and can out power a planets gravitation)

2 light frigates
50m long by 20m height by 8m wide
2 heavy lasers at the front about 10-30 volts of energy
2 solar reactors
1 reactor (CSV) 300,000 volts
protective plasma 4,000 volts
they came out of warp right were the fleet before them were and they sent a transmission (to the heavy damage ship and on a unecripted channel)
This is the First Exploretory fleet of Soviet leaders what is your staus. Ships in the area what has happen."
4 Grav engines (These are vary fast and can out power a planets gravitation)
OOC2: These are based off of the foundation series Grav engines are from it

The Amerathian Ship replied first..

"You know how it is, we like long floats in the deep cold of space, no way to move and suddenly undercrewed. Makes the starts seem that much better.. What's it look like?"

The tractor beams were running at a low intensity- it would take little to break free if they wanted to- but it was just enough to keep the ship from drifting, which would cause problems later. From within the massive bay came four small transports- Bullet Transports (BTs)- they displayed incredible speed and maneuverability they approached the damaged vessel.

You requested aid? Just give us docking/landing clearance and we'll see what we can do for your engines. Each of the 14 man craft began to circle the ship, waiting.

"We've opened our primary dock, come aboard when you feel fit."

Sure enough, on the underside of the Corvette, a small door opened, emitting a red light to the dark void of space.

Once the engineer crew arrived, they would find that the corvette was a mixture of architectures.. In primary areas such as medical areas and living quarters for crews, they'd find the floors and walls covered in white tiles or other various decorations. If they were in engineering, cargo, the dock, or barracks; they would find the rooms and halls covered in black steel panels and other various instruments for work.

The ship's design was foreign, but not so much so as to be upsetting to the engineers. As they made their way to the engine room(s), they spoke softly and nodded to those they passed. Once they arrived, they spent a few minutes analyzing the system specs and talking with the crew to get a feel for what they would be working with. It wasn't long, however, before they began to work.

After a few hours the captin told the flett to move close to the civilian ship and told the spacers to get ready to scan the ship and get there probe ready

The ship's engineer crew was mingled about the work with the Kazeci engineers. The Amerathian Engineers were covered in oil and many other foreign substances that made them stand out, noting that they had been in the engineer room working on the engine feeds since the first charge at the cruiser. It was most likely going to be a long task to figure out the problem for these chaoticly designed engines.

The Kazecis were, at first, dismayed at the seeming chaos but little by little, bits of logic i the design kept their hopes from failing. Slowly, they traced the path of energy from its release to its expenditure, checking each and every system involved. Hopefully, they would come across the problem somewhere along the way.

Of course, the loss of power to the engine would suddenly become evident by a loud "Crunch" eminating from one of the upper areas of the engine..

The Amerathian Engineers looked up.. then started running away from it, trying to get through the blast doors that led into the cooridors of the ship.

The Head Engineer stood next to a blast door, beckoning the Kazeci Engineers to hurry.

"Come on! Come on! That's the Power Conduit from the generator! The safety is overloaded and about to blow!"

The safety, as the Engineer refered to, is a system of the engine that holds excess energy (usually for jumping into hyperspace or the such), and then releases it into the engine when needed. But it will stop energy from going to the engine incase the energy becomes backed up at any other point. But everything has their limit...

The Kazeci team did not quite understand the situation or the reasons for it, but still felt the urgency to leave. They hurried out but in an organized fashion (as they had been taught from early childhood).

"Are we safe out here or do we need to go further?" one of the Kazecis asked, unsure of the severity of the situation or the robustness of the ship's construction.

The head engineer was messing with a box next to the door. After a short period, he shut the lid of the box and turned to the kazeci engineers.

"There are dampeners for this very purpose."

The sound of the explosion was followed shortly after the head engineer's words.. it was at first a short "pop". Then it became a loud bang, threatening to burst the eardrums of anyone in the cooridor.

The Head Engineer was not happy. "That'll space us for awhile, we'll be needing a new engine."

Perhaps the Cruise Liner had a salvagable engine?

"That didn't sound good." said one of the Kazecis, attempting to make light of the situation with his tone. "Perhaps there is something we can do, no? The SC has many resources at its disposal."

Another jumped in to the conversation, having more knowledge of its capabilities. "They should have enough thruster pods to get you around."

"But those won't get them home. Kazeci drives wouldn't be feasible on this hull, would they? There is no scaffold structure..."

"Sub light drives wouldn't work, but what about jump drives?"

"Integrated into the ship, it would take weeks to separate the components and even then we'd be stranded."

"Not if we used torpedo and BT drives."

"There's no way those tiny things will move this ship, and they wouldn't take it far either."

"But if we extended the FTL field and linked it to several beefed up BTs and the SC it should work."

The original Kazeci, having found the solution, turned to the engineer. Seeing him puzzled by all the back and fourth that had just taken place between the group, he simplified, "The SC has thruster pods which can attach to your ship and move it at sub-light speeds. To get you home, we can link up the SC and several smaller vessels' jump drives and expand the field. Your ship, being caught in the middle, would be taken with us. We can take you home!"

"But for safeties sake it might be best if your crew evacuated ship before the jump." Came the voice of another.

On board the Sata they heard the sound of a pop and then a explosion the sonar guy which heard the noise played it back to everyone on the bridge.
The Weapons Officer said "Are being Attacked!" The captin said "No it was from the inside of that ship. Make Communication with that ship."
after a few secs the com link was established with the ship.
"Are you guys all right if there is anything we can do to help you please let us know. If you need medical help or you need engineers." He had a heavy Ascent which sounded like it was coming from the throat. Then the com-link closed.
the medical crew and the engineer team was ready.
2 drop ship moved closer to the Civilian ship to see if any human life was on board and if they should try to see what happen even know everyone know that it was pirates.

ooc: "In space, no one can hear you scream..." No air means no sound between ships means no sonar. Nonetheless, there are other ways that you could have detected the explosion so it's all good.

OOC: As for that "pop"... it was the microwave, sorry, Amerathians dig popcorn.

Also, Kazeci, I was hoping on getting my marines inside that cruise liner for some face up battling , it was why I had 6 Marines survive.

ooc: Our plan will take days to implement. We'll start off by giving you limited sublight with the thruster pods and it will be a while before the FTL is ready. Have fun!

Meanwhile, the three young bounty hunters continued their trek into the depths of the cruiser, spotting an occasional dead body along the way. Quite unnerving, to say the least. And definitely not a good sign.

ooc: Do the BUMP!

The weapons of the Dominion were returned to their storage compartments and the ship was placed back on Yellow Alert. Captain Natarle Badgiruel (http://www.gundamofficial.com/worlds/ce/characters/images/chara_natarle_a.gif) watched the other ships from the windows on the bridge. She wanted to get a clear picture of the scene before she made her next move.

OOC: Last post for the night.

OOC: Still kazeci, engines would ruin the point of me getting rid of them in the first place. I wanted to get on that ship rather than have a buncha guys in a sailboat do something nuts.

So can you play a long a bit?

IC:

The head engineer shook his head negatively.

"Won't work. I don't think our power-core could move your engines. Other than that, it seems that cruise liner has some smaller engines that we could harvest and recycle into our ship for use."

ooc: Whatever you want.

Ic: "If that's what you think will work best, it is your ship."

The port 'leg' of the Dominion opened up. Sitting on the launch platform was a Berman class (http://www.ussmiranda.com/images/ships/type3-1.jpg) general purpose medium shuttle. As soon as the path was clear, the shuttle took off and headed for the damaged liner that had broadcast the distress signal.

After a time of searching through the cruise ship and finding nothing but circumstancial evidence that a pirate group ran through the ship and killed everyone, the threesome headed back to their ship and took off, shortly making the jump to hyperspace.

The Command ship sata moved closer to the civilian ship when the reports came in that is was to damaged to have anything imprtant on it they disided to leave it. "What about that explosion?" the officer said
The captin said " We sent them a message and I think they are getting help."
The Weapones officer said "Lets blast the ship it is a hazard to let it sit in space."
Transmission on all channels
We are going to blast the civilian ship please tell us if you are on board the ship or have some use for it we will give you 40 hours before we blast it.
End of Transmission
OOC: Don't worry I am going to have some Pirates Attack the fleet so you guys don't need to say oh your going to distroy the storyline but I am not.

The Amerathian vessel quickly blasted out a message..

"What do you mean you are going to blast that ship? We need the engines on that thing to get moving again!"

A message was sent back
"How long will it take you to get the engines and how much energey do you need for your ship we have a supply ship only 100 parsecs from here that has engines on it."

A warphole opened up to the left side of the battle and
5 light attack ships came out first
http://www.artships.com/1999/fed_bottom.jpg
about 120m long by 10m height by 5m wide
2 lasers about 10-30 volts of energy
1 solar reactor 10-20 volts of power
Protective Plasma 2,000 v
1 reactor 100,000 volts
2 Grav engines (These are vary fast and can out power a planets gravitational force)

5 heavy Destroyers
*snip*
4 Heavy fusion engines 10-20 Parsecs a hour (1 parsec = 3 miles)(location in hull


I snipped a bit out, and sorry to throw an OOC bit into this thread, but anyone who accused Soviet Leaders of coming in with an 'uber fleet' obviously didnt pay attention to his stats.

His LAC lasers have the equivalent power of a flashlight, and his 10-20 parsecs/hour, with each parsec being 3 miles, equals 60 mph starships.

OOC: His earlier fleet.

IC:

"We already discussed the engine-from another nation issue. That ship has the size of engine we need. Time needed? Unknown. We're still discussing the specs."

OOC:the ships are base off of fast attacks and many of them hitting a lot more that once every so many hour these can hit faster causing more damage.
IC: we will hold the bast off for as long as needed.

The shuttle moved a meter from the damaged liner's hull. The little ship's radar made sure it didn't get too close. Meanwhile, the Dominion moved into line with the damaged linger and the shuttle while maintaining a distance of one kilometer. Captain Badgiruel had made a decision. They would cut up the hulk and cart the pieces to a safe place where Zoidian engineers could disect it at their liesure.

The choice of the Zi ship was an unfortunate one, as Kazecistan, as always, was interested in the wreckage for its value. A salvage destroyer was en-route.