Bloody Nose
Bloody Nose
Arc: None
Summary: The team needs to break a blockade, one pilot is relegated to shuttle duty.
Date: 2659.267
Related Logs: Lancer Plans
Participants: Kanani Cyric Phillip Silence Ona Clearoff Singh

Ona had enjoyed a brief nap. Her hair was in a hot mess.

Karen is in the canteen, drinking a thick smoothie laced with energy drinks.

Iceblade, groggy from his power nap, heads to the briefing room; physically ready for the briefing.

Cyric wakes from one nightmare into living in another. The lines of the hated destroyer ship torments him in its coffin sized corridors twisting through his subconscious mind once more permeates his conscious senses like an evil brown Muppet from his dream stalking him through the corridors of the ship with a tiny cup of Wilbur's coffee. Cyric shakes off the mental image and rushes to get ready for the next three-point patrol off a destroyer. Hopefully, there is still time for a quick shower and a cup of Sweet Tea before the next mission briefing.

Ona looks at her watch. They might be off and flying again very soon.

Kanani's taken a quick shower, then a quick nap, before she's made her way to the canteen to get something to drink to wake her up.

Sue walks to the commander's office, she's obviously exhausted, but still maintains form.

Julianna sees a clean squad leader and tries to smell herself… discreetly

"I want to get back to the Majestic's private showers." Julianna says.

Ona heads for her Sabre to go and find her comb in the onboard kit bag.

Iceblade - sitting in the briefing room - stabs his neck with an EpiPen of Confed's wake-up adrenaline juice. He decided he needed to use it today.

Clearoff is already waiting there, reading *Far From The Madden Crowd*

Julianna checks her quine. "Briefing's in 20… gonna get my flight suit…"

Julianna arrives at the in a different flight suit than usual. Rather than the blue pressurized vest, it is a beige semi-formless suit that has gloves and a white helmet. You may recognize it as a shuttle pilot's uniform.

Julianna is sitting at the flight deck

Cyric arrives neatly dressed in his flight suit and takes his seat next to Iceblade nodding in acknowledgement to his fellow pilots.

Iceblade looks at Julianna…. and thinks 'oh crap, they haven't decided to make combat pilots wear that now?'

Cyric grins at the sight of Karen in a shuttle pilot's sack-cloth.

Clearoff turns and takes a look.
Her eyes widen. "I sincerely hope you don't intend to die wearing that Birth Control Suit."

Julianna replies, "You know, it might look… unaesthetic… but it's kinda comfortable… Yeah, I'm looking forward to the well-designed suits again."

Julianna says, "They do have a much longer autonomy though… in case of a punctured hull…"

"It's comfortable sure, but it's not going to get you any action." Clearoff remarks.

Ona walked in and took her seat next to Clearoff.

"Shuttle pilots never want action" Karen replied while sticking her tongue out and completely missing the joke.

"Ahem!" Karen says.

Clearoff says, "You're not a shuttle pilot. You're a fighter pilot and the jam is part of the job."

Cmdr Bernard Williams walks in as Karen is presenting her prettier side to Clearoff.

"Don't listen to them. I think it suits you perfectly, Karen." Cyric says with the wide grin of a Cheshire cat. "If you ever decide to leave us for the shuttle services, you will fill in for the part perfectly."

Ona rises to stand to attention.

Cyric stands to attention too as the superior officer arrives.

Iceblade goes to an automatic attention stance.

"Aww" Karen replies while placing an open palm on her heart. She rises to attention too.

Kanani stands at attention when the commander walks into the briefing room.

Silence stands at attention.

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Iceblade eyes widen as the effects of the Juice surge through his nervous system. He is now quite awake and fully alert… with a side-effect of vigor or is that bloodlust.

Bernard: "Welcome back on such short notice pilots. I won't sugar coat this, the retros know our location, we're certain of it. Given their current alliance with the Kilrathi, we have no choice but to rush to the jump point."

Tsunami: "A suicide run?"

Bernard: "Not if we have our way here. We are leaving, but on our terms. There are two pathways that are harder to track."

Bernard: "1- the Nebula, as we've done before."

Bernard: "2- around the pulsar, just as their supply ship was doing."

Bernard: "We will split into two teams, A and B"

Bernard: "team A will be the shuttle, two stiletto escorts and the captured dorkir that's remote controlled."

Bernard: "The dorkir has been retrofitted with panelling and electronics to make it look at a distance like a Gilgamesh, us in particular."

Bernard: "The Stilettos are carrying no missiles, but an enhanced ECM package to make them look like corvettes."

Bernard: "The shuttle shall lay down mines according to the flight patterns observed last time. These are the anti-capship mines we acquired from the kilrathi in rygannon"

Bernard: "The schematics are shown on the screen"

Bernard: "they latch to the hull using tractor beams, bypassing the phased shields then once a good seal is formed, they emit a directional explosion capable of levelling 8 meters of durasteel.

Monroe: "So their payload is like a big torpedo?"

Bernard: "Yes, a big torpedo that won't miss if the kats are distracted enough."

Bernard: "Now Officer Singh volunteered for this mission, fly to nav 1, skimming the mine field"

Bernard: "hopefully getting a some of attention. Then swing by the nebula at nav 2 lay the mines in a delta pattern at nav 3."

Bernard: "then return to nav 2 and wait for our signal. When that signal comes, abandon the unmanned transport and make a beeline towards the jump point."

Julianna: "Isn't there a blockade at the jump point?"

Bernard: "Skipping a bit ahead there Lt, That will be part two to the operation."

Bernard: "Sigma shall be Nawahi and Ackerman. Rho shall be Bradford, Karde, and Reynolds."

Bernard: "Epsilon will be Bradshaw and Persson with Monroe and Arnolds as their gunners."

Bernard: "You will escort the Lancelot, the Cooke and the Baden Powell to Nav Alpha here."

Bernard: "We will swing behind the pulsar and gravity whip on it to accelerate to .4c. The kilrathi will not see us coming, as long as we have no retrograde eyes stalking us before."

Bernard: "The rapiers are equipped with a modified wild weasel loadout. We don't have the luxury of storm fires on the lance, but we are unmounting your imrecs and replacing them with a single heavy rocket."

Bernard: "We will await the signal that the mines have detonated before engaging in the grav whip."

Cmdr Williams pauses

Bernard: "Now of note, we believe that the Retros and Kilrathi are both pig headed but not dumb."

Bernard: "If we tip our hand on the offer to destroy the alliance at the wrong moment, they will ignore it."

Bernard: "However, if things are looking dire for us, we are less of a threat to them…"

Bernard: "and that would be a good time to even the odd out a bit, if we engage both forces at once."

Cmdr Williams pauses again.

Bernard: "Also, Sabres and Stilettos have jump drives, but rapiers do not, as the blockade does not seem to have re-enforcements,"

Bernard: "it is safe to assume that they are cut off on Palan's side by the Majestic's battle group. We can if things are looking grim," Bernard "have some fighters hail mary jump to the other side. If there are friendlies there, they can at least mop up the scene."

Cmdr Williams takes in a deep breath and looks at all the pilots on the deck Bernard looks around.

Bernard: "Any Questions"

Silence: "What kind of opposition are we looking at out there?"

Bernard: "If all goes according to plan, the ralatha may both take the bait, and we would be facing two corvettes. Realistically a ralatha, a corvette and a reduced fighter complement, by my count, they probably have six to eight fighters left, anything else would be retro."

Bernard "Anything else?"

Ona raises her hand.

"Yes, captain Bradshaw" Bernard points.

"What is the code for the mines having detonated?" Ona asks. "We need one in case something goes wrong as well."

"The lancelot is monitoring them, we will simply tell you when they go off, as you are escorting us, we will coordinate if something goes awry." Bernard responds. "If the kilrathi do not take the bait, we will still press the attack, though our odds are much less favorable."

"No fancy message then?" Clearoff asks, "Like Indiana Jones?"

Ona shakes her head. At least Clearoff hadn't gone for a more inappropriate suggestion.

"Maybe humm the tune over the airwaves." Phillip says deadpan. Serious suggestion or not?

"I'll leave the message passing up to the discretion of your pilot, seargent." Bernard replies.

"Well, I'll just use 'Naughty Megan' then", Ona says.

"There is also the possibility that the mines do not detonate, but the kilrathi took the bait. this would make us fight the entire blockade but with a stagger. Chances are much better that way." Bernard continues.

"Come again LT, what do you mean by … oh you were suggesting something for the seargent… " Bernard inhales. "Carry on."

"Well, it will be a cool whip either way." Clearoff remarks. "Never been up to 0.4c before."

Clearoff raises her hand. "Once we're out of this system, can we get some leave?"

"As you will be seeing it from behind, expect the visible spectrum to shift to red." Ackerman whispers to her.

Phillip fights down a laugh… trying to pass it off as a cough.

Cyric smiles. "We are ready to fight, sir! We will do the Lancelot proud!"

"Well, no other questions? then time is of the essence, first the shuttle launches, then the fighters will launch while we are already in motion." Bernard adds.

Bernard: "Then let me add one last order. We are to clean up this sector once and for all before stepping out. As my friends on the Majestic say, we need to leave a sector in a better shape then when we arrive. I looked over your kill records and success ratios."

Bernard: "Even if I have never flown with you, I have full confidence in your abilities as confed's finest. Now let's go out there and show those furry bastards our unsheathed metal, we are the knights of the lancelot, don't forget that! Dismissed!"

Julianna salutes.

Ona and Clearoff also salute.

Karen turns to Silence. "Hey… keep an eye out on rho for me."

Cyric salutes sharply and leaves with Iceblade and Silence for their rapiers down on the flight deck.

Iceblade gives a crisp salute and heads down to the flight deck. He is alert, slightly impulsive, and ready to kill cats not dumbass, brain-dead humans.

Ona and Clearoff also head to the flight deck, making sure that their strike fighter has the correct loadout.

Julianna starts entering her shuttle and looks back at her friends.

Julianna exhales and waves at them. Then turns in and does her pre-flight check.

Kanani heads to the flight deck after the briefing, climbing into her stiletto and getting it started up to launch.

Cyric waves to Karen as she boards her shuttle before strapping himself into his cockpit and running through the pre-flight sequence.

Jamie follows the others out to the flight deck after the briefing. He hasn't quite had enough sleep, just like everyone else, but the prospect of the upcoming mission has the adrenaline flowing. He waves over to Julianna, calling out, "Be careful!"

Ona and Clearoff focus on the preparations for their attack, which helps them to ignore the fact that they might not be all making it out of this mission alive.

Cyric welcomes the chance to get off this destroyer especially for a high stakes mission where everything is on the line! Espirit de Corps!

Iceblade feels like he could take on the whole Kilrathi Empire by himself.

The shuttle takes off, and is followed by Gambit and Ozone (Bet you didn't remember they were stuck here with you).

Ona and Clearoff do their pre-flight checks.

Jamie mumbles about the craziness of .4c while he climbs into his Rapier and begins to go through his preflight.

«Testing, testing, testing… Epsilon Lead to all units. Now, don't die today. That's an order.» Ona instructs.

«Acknowledged, Captain. Ready for Launch!» Cyric is in formation for takeoff.

The team form up and fly to the pulsar…

d20 Rolls
Karen: 19
Ona: 18
Talon: 20
Iceblade: 16
Kanani: 8

Once in space Kanani flies along with the rest of the team.

The skies are clear and the way is bright.

Silence does a barrel roll!

Ona and Clearoff wait for the instructions to do the whip neigh neigh.

Cyric and the rest of Rho flight wait like eagles perched and ready to swoop down upon the foe using the gravity of the pulsar to their advantage.

«Sigma Rho and Epsilon, we have received word that Team A has succeeded in their mission, go go go, ramscoops down and hit your burners pilots!» Officer Wu signals.

«Thank you, let's go!» Ona radios.

«Oh, so that is what that bright flash in the distance was. I thought it was a distant star going Super Nova.» Iceblade responding jokingly.

« Copy that, increasing velocity. » Silence adds.

«Death from Above! Ride the wave like an eagle!» Cyric cheers on his short-wave engaging his ramscoops in unison with his wing hurling himself toward the enemy like a blazing comet of destruction.

Iceblade pushes his throttle with a jolt… he feels everything in his hyper-alert state… and it is FANTASTIC!!

«You heard the man. Surf's up!» Tsunami calls up, as her Stiletto starts to speed up towards the targets.

«Eagles don't ride, they fly!» Clearoff cries out, «For that you've earned a spell in the Correction Booth!»

Ona engages her ramscoops as well.

«You must be quite familiar with it, then.» Iceblade responds in his less restrictive state. (using shortwave of course)

«Well, I created it…» Clearoff replies, «So, yes.»

«Trust me, you don't want to end up in there» Ona says, «The seaweed smell lasts for weeks.» Ona disengages her ram scoops

They arrive at the destination and hit your retro rockets 100 000K from the jump point.

Silence lives up to his namesake, letting the others chat while he keeps an eye on his scanners. He's doing his best to keep the nerves down, as he expects this is gonna be a tough fight.

«Everyone, get ready. It's going to be a tough fight» Ona says. «Remember your training.»

Iceblade stiffens and immediately his training takes over. Combat is very near at their speeds, they will arrive just when their speed has returned to normal.

« Huh, funny. I was just thinkin' that. You're a mind reader. » Silence radios.

«Knights, are you ready?» Officer Wu radios.

Silence breathes deeply under the high G deceleration, watching the approaching red blips on his radar screen. « Rho three, standing by. »

«Black Cats, ready??» Ona asks.

«We have reports of a corvette and a destroyer destroyed by team A. Our engagement should be with the same. Ours will have fighter cover. Rapiers, take out the turrets as soon as possible, sigma, protect rho, epsilon, missiles on the fighters and turrets. Let's show them what we can do!» Wu tries to rally the troops.

Mumbling to himself for a moment about how much he loves turrets, Silence keys his mic a moment later. « Acknowledged. Prioritizing turrets. »

«Minutemen Ready! Roger Over and Out» Iceblade radios.

«Armed and Ready!» Cyric echoes.

«Epsilon Flight, focus on the destroyer.» Ona orders.

«Iluminati Ready.» Kanani calls out as the Stiletto’s move to escort Rho.

«Rho flight focus fire on the Ralatha's side turrets.» Iceblade orders, selecting a set of turrets on the side of the Ralatha.

Talon radios. «Roger! Popping side turrets!»

The Cooke comes on the radio «We'll make the fighters so suppressed they'll never see you coming.»

«Clearoff, cover me as we go in for the strike.» Ona radios.

Ona activates her torpedo, getting ready for a lock… Her own countermeasures try to throw the turrets' aim off…

Kanani dives in aiming for one of the fighters with her guns as she flies into the fight.

«Can it be? Look Zathram, the ape ship bears the emblem! The gars shall be mine!» S5 cries out in delight.

 COMBAT BOT: CL scored multiple weapon hits on t4 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
t4 lost their front shields and had their craft's controls fried.

t4 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: CR scored multiple weapon hits on t3 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
t3 lost their aft shields and had their craft's engines shot up.

CR scored multiple weapon hits on t2 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
t2 lost their front shields and had their craft's left wing torn off.

CR scored multiple weapon hits on t1 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
t1 lost their front shields and had their craft's guns shattered.

 COMBAT BOT: BPR only scored glancing hits on t3 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
t3 lost their aft shields and had their craft's left wing torn off.

t3 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: s1's Dumbfire Missile was easily evaded by Tsunami.

 COMBAT BOT: Silence's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta was hit on a turret and Fk-Lb was destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: Talon's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta was hit on a turret and Fk-L was destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: J2 is unable to attack as the turret have been destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: t5 only scored glancing hits on Ona with Full Guns.
Ona lost their aft shields and their right armor absorbed the hit.

 COMBAT BOT: BPL only scored glancing hits on t2 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
t2 lost their front shields and took severe damage to their craft's controls.

t2's ship was destroyed by severe damage across the ship in addition to the loss of structural elements.

BPL scored several hits on s1 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
s1 lost their front shields had their cockpit blown out.

s1 is out of the fight due to a destroyed cockpit.
s1 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

BPL scored multiple weapon hits on t5 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
t5 lost their aft shields and had their craft's maneuvering thrusters caved in.

t5 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: AgGun only scored glancing hits on Swordbuddy with Medium Flak Turret.
Swordbuddy lost their front shields and their front armor absorbed the hit.

AgGun's shots missed Tsunami completely.

AgGun's shots missed Kobold completely.

AgGun's shots missed Tsunami completely.

AgGun's shots missed Talon completely.

 COMBAT BOT: L1 only scored glancing hits on t1 with Light Flak Turret.
t1 lost their aft shields and their aft armor absorbed the hit.

L1's shots missed t1 completely.

L1 almost hit t1 several times.

 COMBAT BOT: s5's shots missed Tsunami completely.

 COMBAT BOT: t1 is unable to attack as their Guns have been destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: Tsunami's shots missed s5 completely.

 COMBAT BOT: Iceblade is unable to complete their attack as the targeted turret on KIS-Jarkarta had been taken out.

 COMBAT BOT: L2 barely hit t1 with Light Flak Turret.
t1 lost their aft shields and their left armor absorbed the hit.

L2's shots missed t1 completely.

L2 barely hit t1 with Light Flak Turret.
t1 lost their front shields and their front armor absorbed the hit.

 COMBAT BOT: J1 is unable to attack as the turret have been destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: Clearoff's shots missed s5 completely.

 COMBAT BOT: Rimmer scored several hits on t1 with Aft Neutron Turret.
t1 lost their aft shields and had their craft's tail sheared off.

t1 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: Lancelot has no target selected and does not act this turn.
 COMBAT BOT: Baden-Powell has no target selected and does not act this turn.
 COMBAT BOT: Kobold is unable to complete their attack as t4 has been taken out.
 COMBAT BOT: KIS-Jarkarta has no target selected and does not act this turn.
 COMBAT BOT: KIS-Agral has no target selected and does not act this turn.

 COMBAT BOT: Swordbuddy's Torpedo phases past the shields and hits KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta was hit on the right region and had several Cargo Bays torn into.

 COMBAT BOT: Ona's Torpedo phases past the shields and hits KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta was hit on the front region and had its Hull is cracked.

 COMBAT BOT: Cooke's Torpedo is scrambled and bounces off the shields of KIS-Agral before detonating harmlessly.

The wave of confederation fighter power rolls over the Kilrathi and retro defense. The initial onslaught destroyed all the fighter escort as well as most anti-air artillery. The Kilrathi pilots are scrambling to repair their ship and appear to engage in a magnum launch. you can see the venting of corpses from the huge gashes left in the destroyer. Some Kilrathi are merely flailing in space holding their throats, others try to bravely embrace Sivar. This attack was swift and effective.

Silence hits his burners and weaves through the flak, firing off the dumbfire that's strapped where his IRs ought to be. He pulls up hard with a grunt, calling out, « Turret down! »

Cyric yells a war cry! «We nearly wiped them out in one go! Well done, everyone! Now let's finish them off!»

Jarkarta: Ralatha-2222-380 | Body: 55.00000000000001%
Shields: Front 400.0 cm / Aft 400.0 cm
Armor: Front 50.0 cm / Aft 50.0 cm
Components: Bridge 100.0%/ Engines 100.0%
Cargo 28.6%/ Nose 100.0%/ FDeck: 100.0%
Fk-L Turret: -16.7%
Fk-Lb Turret: -16.7%
Weapons: Turret: Fk-L / Turret: Fk-Lb / AMG-2 

Agral: Kamekh-2222-991 | Body: 100.0%
Shields: Front 30.0 cm / Aft 30.0 cm
Armor: Front 20.0 cm / Aft 20.0 cm
Components: Bridge 100.0%/ Engines 100.0%
Cargo 100.0%/ Nose 100.0%/ 
Fk-M Turret: 100.0%
Weapons: Turret: Fk-M / Missile(12): FFK / Missile(10): TPK

«Great work!» Ona calls out as she sees a string of explosions on the destroyer.

«Cooke and Lancelot, can you fire on the corvette?» Ona asks.

«Not quite, but close enough.» Tsunami remarks, as her fighter weaves and twists evading all the incoming fire. Particularly the two cats shooting at her. She keeps on firing at the one who's still alive after the first moments of the battle but doesn't stop weaving her ship around.

Ona arms a second torpedo, hoping this will finish the destroyer off.

«Wait… what happened??? » Iceblade flies past the Ralatha and sees a lot less less red on the screen. «Hey Lance, you sure we are needed. It looks you guys can handle this yourselves.» Iceblade responds. «Talon, take out the 'vette's flak! Silence focus fire on that corvette's aft section.» Iceblade orders.

«Acknowledged, Wing Commander! Targeting Corvette Turrets!» Cyric switches targets to the corvette lining up on its nearest turret.

« Copy that. Lining up a dumbfire. » Silence radios.

«Great job on the first pass! I was right about your abilities gentlemen!» Bernard says on the comms leaning over his radio officer.

«YEAH!! Suck void cats!» radios the comm officer of the Baden-Powell.

Silence smiles grimly as he rockets past the hulled destroyer and catches sight of those bodies. He turns his attention back to his targeting reticle as he tries to get a good line on the corvette's engines.

A group of transports have returned to regular speed and are approaching the Jumpnav. ETA 5 minutes… 3 Stilettos are watching over them.

«Let's not celebrate too early. Keep your focus.» Ona radios.

Cyric’s heart is overflowing with spartan joy! This is the war he was bred and trained all his life for!

 COMBAT BOT: s5 scored several hits on Tsunami with Neutron Guns.
Tsunami lost their front shields and their front armor absorbed the hit.

 COMBAT BOT: Talon's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on KIS-Agral.
KIS-Agral had their aft shields flared.

 COMBAT BOT: CL scored multiple weapon hits on g1 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
g1 lost their aft shields and had their craft's guns shattered.

g1 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: L1 scored several hits on s5 with Light Flak Turret.
s5 lost their front shields and had their craft's right wing blasted to pieces.

s5's ship fell apart due to accumlated serious damage in addition to the loss of structural elements.

L1's shots missed d2 completely.

L1 barely hit d2 with Light Flak Turret.
d2 lost their front shields and took crippling damage to their craft's maneuvering thrusters.

 COMBAT BOT: BPL scored multiple weapon hits on d2 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
d2 lost their front shields and had their craft's left wing torn off.

d2 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

BPL only scored glancing hits on g2 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
g2 lost their aft shields and had their craft's right wing blasted to pieces.

BPL scored multiple weapon hits on g2 with Left Hvy Laser Turret.
g2 lost their front shields and had their craft's missile launchers blown up.

g2 is shredded to pieces and explodes as its ship's core detonates from shrapnel.

 COMBAT BOT: Iceblade's Dumbfire Missile hit KIS-Agral dead-on.
KIS-Agral lost their aft shields.

KIS-Agral was hit on the left region and its armor absorbed the hit.

 COMBAT BOT: CR scored several hits on d1 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
d1 lost their aft shields and had their craft's right wing blasted to pieces.

CR only scored glancing hits on d1 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
d1 lost their front shields and took crippling damage to their craft's left wing.

CR only scored glancing hits on d1 with Right Hvy Laser Turret.
d1 lost their front shields and took crippling damage to their craft's guns.

d1's ship exploded due to a critical failure of ship's integrity in addition to the loss of structural elements.

 COMBAT BOT: Silence's Dumbfire Missile hit KIS-Agral dead-on.
KIS-Agral had their front shields flared.

 COMBAT BOT: AgGun almost hit Silence several times.

AgGun's shots missed Kobold completely.

AgGun almost hit Silence several times.

AgGun scored several hits on Iceblade with Medium Flak Turret.
Iceblade lost their front shields and took crippling damage to their craft's maneuvering thrusters.

AgGun barely hit Talon with Medium Flak Turret.
Talon had their aft shields weakened.

 COMBAT BOT: L2 stops firing rounds as all of its targets have been neutralized.
 COMBAT BOT: BPR stops firing rounds as all of its targets have been neutralized.

 COMBAT BOT: J1 is unable to attack as the turret have been destroyed.

 COMBAT BOT: Cooke's Pilum FF Missile scored a critical hit on KIS-Agral.
KIS-Agral had their front shields flared.

 COMBAT BOT: Tsunami is unable to complete their attack as s5 has been taken out.
 COMBAT BOT: J2 is unable to attack as the turret have been destroyed.
 COMBAT BOT: Kobold is unable to complete their attack as g2 has been taken out.
 COMBAT BOT: Clearoff is unable to complete their attack as s5 has been taken out.
 COMBAT BOT: Rimmer is unable to complete their attack as s5 has been taken out.

 COMBAT BOT: KIS-Agral's Fang FF Missile scored a critical hit on Lancelot.
Lancelot had their front shields flared.

 COMBAT BOT: Lancelot's Torpedo Missile Barrage scored a critical hit on KIS-Agral.
KIS-Agral lost their aft shields.

KIS-Agral was hit on the right region and had all of its Cargo Bays vented.

Kamekh-2222-991 has its spine broken in two followed by numerous explosions along the hull.

 COMBAT BOT: Baden-Powell's Pilum FF Missile scored a critical hit on KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta had their front shields flared.

 COMBAT BOT: KIS-Jarkarta passes this round.

 COMBAT BOT: Swordbuddy's Torpedo soars past shields and hits a weak part of the armor on KIS-Jarkarta.
KIS-Jarkarta was hit on the front region and had its Hull is cracked.

Ralatha-2222-380 has its spine broken in two followed by numerous explosions along the hull.

 COMBAT BOT: Ona is unable to complete their attack as KIS-Jarkarta has been taken out.

Thanks to the accurate shooting of the Confed gunners, the subsequent Kilrathi fighters manage to accomplish very little. Many of them launched immediately into a storm of heavy laser fire, which shredded them, some before their shields were able to charge up to full strength. Only a lucky hit by the corvette's flak managed to give the cats the small victory of damaging Iceblade's thrusters.

Deciding to see this battle end quickly, the Lancelot committed a full spread of torpedoes right into the undamaged corvette, which was utterly vaporized. Iceblade's fighter aft shields dropped as he passed the corvette - his dumbfire previously failing to take down the corvettes shields. Iceblade rides the wave of destruction. Lucky to be far enough away from the denotations. Soon after, Epsilon's second pass turns successful as the KIS Jarkarta's hull splits apart from another successful torpedo hit.

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The battle was over as quickly as it started, leaving Confed in complete control of the jumppoint.

Meanwhile…

The trio form up on the dorkir, featuring paneling from confederation ships. It is ugly, with a capital UGH. «Wow, would you look at that thing» Karen shortwaves.

Tarsus d20: 18

Team A pass the minefield. The stilettos make sure to blow up some mines and attract attention

The team flies to nav 2 …

Tarsus d20: 8

Red blips on very long range radar.

Tarsus d20: 9, 3, 9

The team (minus the dorkir) goes to nav 3.

Tarsus d20: 14

And the mines are laid, they return to nav 2… skirting the radar range of the enemy

The KIS-Mikori arrives on the scene escorted by the KIS Siraj.

Karen and the team must be blips interesting enough to guide them to the mines range.

Karen shortwaves to Gambit «These mines… they will just disable the ships… right?»

Gambit short waves to Ozone «Is she really asking that? About Kilrathi tech?»

Tarsus d20: 17

Gambit replies. «I don't know… I just fly this ship»

The Siraj and the Mikori have been hit by mines, the Siraj detonates. The Mikori has a huge gaping hole on its engine hub.

«Scanning the… my god… No!» Karen sees the wreckage.

«Karen, we gotta rendez-vous with the Lancelot… let's go.» Ozone warns.

«I just gotta scan this.» Karen radios.

Karen d20: 19

Karen sees that the Mikori's power plant, flight deck and engines were crippled. Her scans show about 70 out of the three hundred people on board and life support still working.

Fires on many decks. "Jules, you can't save them, try it and they will kill you. And they will kill your friends." Karen tells herself.

«Hey Karen, stop admiring your work, we need to get going!» Gambit berates her.

Team A head to the jump point.

«Anybody get the name of that donkey cart» Iceblade radios as he wrestles with his Rapier's controls and lackluster thrusters.

«Donkey cart?» Ona asks.

«Well, that went a lot smoother than I would have expected.» Kanani remarks as the enemy force is wiped away, almost in the blink of an eye.

«Old Mars reference, you wouldn't get it.» Iceblade responds.

The Lancelot and corvette escort managed to dispatch the blockade thanks to the fighters precision strikes against the AAA.

Ona says, «I don't.»

The pilots proceed to secure the area.

Talon radios, «Area Secured! Prepare for Immediate Landing! Let's blow this popsicle stand and get out of this system!»

Ona responds, «Roger that»

«Belay that order, we shall secure the area until our escort arrives. ETA 5 minutes» the Lancelot replies

«Roger that! Holding Area to await return of escort ships!» Cyric replies.

«Got it. Make sure no more Talons show up.» Ona radios.

They see on their sensors a pair of transports coming into range. Also a pair of stilettos and a shuttle are approaching from a different vector.

«Report status Rapiers» Iceblade radios as he checks his own ship…. 50% Thrusters… not good but not terrible.

Ona looks to see if the new contacts are friendly.

«This is the TCS Merryweather and TCS Boheme. We are forming up on the Lancelot, it looks like it got hot out there.» One of the transports (the only Drayman class) radios.

«Board is Clean, Ship is Pristine! It looks like you were the only one of us that suffer even minor damage, Ice!» Talon radios.

«More like a microwave than an oven though,» Iceblade responds to the 'sports.

«Sigma wing, please form up on them, we don't want any last minute surprises.» Officer Wu orders from the Lancelot.

«Clean Sweep, TCS Merryweather! Assuming Escort Positions, Lancelot!» Cyric responds.

«We cleared a path for you pretty easy, Theremin Wing» Ona says, «Looking forward to getting out of here.»

«Permission to land, Lancelot?» Iceblade radios; looking to get the Rapiers down as soon as possible, so the jump can take place.

«That's a negative, we need to fully regroup… the transports are still vulnerable… wait transmit your status?» Wu replies.

«I can still fight if needed.» Iceblade radios, «I just won't be as maneuverable.»

«Copy that… Sigma escort position on those transports.» Kanani radio's as her small group start to head towards the incoming ships.

The mixture of Kilrathi and Terran transports mixed with shuttles attached to their hulls continues to the jump lines.

«Stay close lt, we will clear you as soon as needed.» Wu adds.

«Epsilon here, what do you want us to do?» Ona radios.

«Escort the Lancelot, what is your ordinance status ?» Wu continues.

«Four missiles, two torpedoes.» Ona radios. «And normal guns.»

«Swordbuddy here, we're good on anti-air here» Pearson replies.

The group see three blips coming closer.

«Unidentified craft, please identify yourselves!» Cyric radios.

«Transmitting IFFs, this is Karen, escorted by Gambit and Ozone… mission's … accomplished, requesting permission to land Lancelot.» You can hear the exhaustion in her voice.

«Welcome back Karen.» Ona replies.

«Hey Karen, catch anything good?» Iceblade radios.

«Thanks Ja—- Ona! Looks like you did well here too» Karen returns.

«Iceblade, We… I… we… encountered two capital ships, unescorted, they are… dealt with… Lancelot, how's the permission to land coming?» Karen continues.

«Clean Sweep, Karen! We wiped the floor with them! Now let's get ourselves out of this system and go home!» Cyric radios.

Alertness Technical 15:
Karen: Fails
Iceblade: Great Success
Ona: Success
Talon: Fails
Tsunami: Great Success

The jump point opens up and two blips come out and flood the area with suppressive fire. Your shields are flaring, and you take a bit to figure out what's going on.

Six more fighters immediately enter and burn straight for the Lancelot.

Alertness Technical 10:
Karen: Success
Iceblade: Great Success
Tsunami: Great Success
Talon: Great Success
Ona: Matches

They see two broadswords suppressing everything and the Sabres entering a torpedo run formation.

«Check your fire! We are friendlies!» Cyric radios quickly transmitting IFF signal.

«Hold fire!» Ona yells.

«Black Cats, Green Knights… do not fire. This is Confed Controlled space.» Iceblade radios.

«Hey, you dolt's the cats are already dead. Don't shoot down the Lancelot please.» Kanani snarks out over the radio.

«WOAH WOAH WOAH WE'RE ON YOUR SIDE! STAND DOWN!» Karen radios frazzled.

The fighters stand down.

«You are a little late to the party, Black Cats, Green Knights! We already got them all!» Cyric answers for the group.

«Yes… and you almost got us.!» Ona radios.

«Then you had better spread out! Calling off the run! But we have incoming.» Scorch radios.

«Incoming???» Ona radios.

«The rest of the fleet is coming to save us! Too bad we don't need it but it’s a nice thought, eh?» Cyric radios back at Ona.

Ona starts to move out of the way.

Iceblade turns his craft away from the jumppoint, closes scoops and goes for max thrust.

Their sensors detect a new mass incoming over 100 000 Tons.

«Moving out the way. I assume that's the Majestic?» Ona radios.

Iceblade slowly comes to a spot outside of the jump-nav region… and slowly turns back to the jumppoint.

Cyric heart leaps into his throat at the thought of finally getting off that destroyer and back on the Carrier where he and his squadron belongs!

The Majestic comes in and while it is still partially jumping in, rapiers and raptors are launching from the fighter deck.

«Aww, they thought our little group wouldn't be able to deal with the cats and Retro's on our own.» Tsunami teases, before adding, «Keep clear of the jump point Sigma.»

«Welcome, Black Cats. You're late!» Ona radios.

The Salamis and its captured prize remain on the other side of the jump.

Meat grinder's face comes on the radio «Attention Black cats, Conquistadores, take'em ou… wait… uh… stand down… let's get ready to land.»

«Good to see home Mage Lead,» Iceblade radios back. Iceblade settles in for a slow return to the Majestic, cruise speed - open scoops.

Cyric sighs with happy pride with another victory won for the Confederation.

«Good to see you too. Requesting clearance to land» Ona radios.

Iceblade will be last to land.

Lynn's face appears on your VDU, «Affirmative, we will dispatch the landing sequence shortly.»

Ona lands when she's told to.

«Karen, land on the Lancelot and get your fighter to land on the Majestic.» Officer Wu orders her.