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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 29, 2007 1:28:07 GMT -5
The Heavy Cruiser class starship Herald was in orbit of Zeta Iridian I. The Opus Company had been too embarrassed to report it stolen, thus there was no warrent for it. It was awaiting it's Capitain and it's AI, who were planet side, apparently checking out the sights. It floated lazily, the greenish glow of the planet below it giving it a teal glow. The bright sun was on the other side of it, giving it an overall orange glow, in addition to the teal. It was a sight to see. A Tycoon dropship, not too far off, had reached escape velocity, and was making it's way toward the large vessel.
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Post by diem on Sept 29, 2007 1:33:07 GMT -5
Excalibur was drifting in orbit, waiting for clearance to dock at Gamma Zulu. Captain Renderson watched the tactical screen, and noticed the flicker of activity. He zoomed in. A profile of a Tycoon was zooming towards the Heavy Cruiser. Will took a minute to marvel at the Heavy Cruiser's specifications. No manufacturer... strange.
Will called in to Gamma Zulu, "Gamma Zulu, this is Excalibur. Captain Renderson is requesting information on the captain of... Herald. Heavy Cruiser 11A8. Over."
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 29, 2007 1:37:33 GMT -5
Alex was now in his private chambers, relaxing after a long day. His legs were sore, and his head ached from all the noise. He did not like being planet side. He had just laid down on his bed, when the intercom rang. A woman's voice had sounded from the speaker.
"Captain, The Correvette class Excalibur has been detected attempting to scan the ship."
"Dammit." he whispered under his breath. He pushed himself back up off of the bed, and walked toward the door...
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Post by diem on Sept 29, 2007 1:44:37 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, sir, but there doesn't seem to be any information on the Captain of 11A8. It appears he isn't registered."
"Permission to inquire?"
"Granted, Gamma Zulu over and out."
Will cut the communications and turned back to the viewscreen. The Tycoon had reached the ship now and was docking. "Alright, Seth?"
The AI appeared on the holopad, "Yes?"
"Seems like we're going to have to do a little reconnaissance on that Cruiser. I need you to hold down the fort. Survival first. I'm going out."
"Is that wise?"
"We'll see..."
Will walked briskly to the hangar as Excalibur was prepped for battle.
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 29, 2007 1:49:41 GMT -5
"What's the situation?" he asked one of the closest operators, once he reached the bridge.
"Well, they were scanning the shi[, but now it would seem that a fighter has left their hanger. What course of action will you take?" she asked.
"I'll go out personally and meet him, if you don't mind of course, doll." he said, as he gave her a sideways glance and flashed a pearly smile. Her expression changed, and she looked down, he thought she might have been blushing.
"Of course, sir. I'll prep your ship." she finished.
"Thanks." he said. "Faiu, follow me to the hangar, we have some business to take care of before we can go home." he finished. They headed toward the hangar.
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Post by diem on Sept 30, 2007 0:08:00 GMT -5
Will rubbed his hands over the controls. "Good to be back in the cockpit..."
The lone Cobra drifted slowly towards the Herald. "Heavy Cruiser 11A8, this is Captain Will Renderson. State your purpose."
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 30, 2007 0:16:02 GMT -5
Alex was already in the cockpit, and recieved the message over the linked intercom. He replied while Faiu was getting in the secondary seat. "Our purpose?" he inquired sarcastically. "They were waiting for me." he said with a tone of defiance. They were imperal all right, and he hadn't gotten in a good dogfight in a while. They were all strapped in, and the hangar doors opened. Before they opened more than 5 feet, the Phantom lifted off and slipped through the hangar doors.
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Post by diem on Sept 30, 2007 0:25:44 GMT -5
A dot on Will's tactical display popped up. "A Phantom, huh?" muttered Will, "Well, this just means I'll get some more fun."
Will's hand slid across the controls and the Cobra shot forward towards the Phantom. He turned targeting controls on his 30mm Gatling Gun to manual and his left hand closed around the joystick. "Time to lock and load...."
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 30, 2007 0:31:42 GMT -5
Alex didn't waste time before he attacked. His targeting computer made a sound as a green light outlined his enemy's ship. The laser made a sick sizzling noise before it fired and made an electrical noise, and a bright blue beam shot from the black weapon mounted on the bottom of the ship, right under the cockpit.
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Post by diem on Sept 30, 2007 0:37:25 GMT -5
Will's Cobra moved swiftly to the side and the beam dissipated in the space where it had been. The 30mm roared its defiance, spitting out supersonic rounds at the Phantom, rotating in it's turret to track the swiftly moving fighter.
"Excalibur, this is Renderson. Get Gold Wing out here ASAP."
"Yes, sir." came Seth's quick response.
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 30, 2007 0:46:30 GMT -5
The Phantom mimicked the moves of the Cobra, and avoided a burst of ammo. Alex turned on the boosters to kill some ground between the two. While he wizzed through the air, he fired his wing mounted machine guns at the cobra. He noticed Faiu seem to smile at the speed from the reflection on the window. That was a start.
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Post by diem on Sept 30, 2007 0:53:45 GMT -5
The Cobra rolled, dipping down to avoid the burst. He hit the secure intercom between the two fighters, "You really do not want to be messing with me." Will hit the throttle and shot off after the Phantom. Will's hand came up and flicked the auto-targeting on his Longbow's. Hitting the switches for missiles A1 and A2, Will let loose with his gun again as the two missiles streaked off into the blackness, their exhaust glowing a fiery orange.
Gold Wing was prepped and Kyle was sitting in his cockpit, "Clear for launch, Seth?"
"Hold on... the Captain seems to be doing pretty well. Keep ready."
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 30, 2007 0:57:54 GMT -5
Alex laughed, he watched the missles get closer, not doing anything to avoid them. He waited until they got close enough, and then pressed the buttons, and fired 10 Dark Craft pellets out, which exploded on impact, causing the longbow missles to explode, covering the vehicle in a dazzling display of fire and smoke. It wouldn't cause damage, but it sure was pretty. Faiu watched in amazment. He had noticed that she never spoke more than one word at a time. That was usually yes or no. He switched on the stealth generator, so that the Cobra would think that he was destroyed for a few seconds, before he left the exlosive cloud. He would continue to fire on him after that.
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Post by diem on Sept 30, 2007 1:04:01 GMT -5
Will swerved off, staying wary. A hail of gunfire crashed into the Cobra as if from nowhere, "What the hell!?" The Cobra dived downwards, then pulled up to shake the fire. It hadn't done any major damage, although smoke was trailing from the left wing and the engine was only functioning at 87 percent.
"Damnit. Cocky pilot. Hate these kind."
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Post by Sanus Compleo on Sept 30, 2007 1:10:41 GMT -5
Faiu might have actually been happy, Alex wasn't entirley sure that she knew what was going on. The other pilot dived and came back up. Alex turned the Stealth Generator back off, and turned the boosters back on, trying to get close enough to pepper him with dark craft rounds. (HE DIDN'T TRY YET)
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