Welcome to Star Trek Simulation Forum

Register now to gain access to all of our features. Once registered and logged in, you will be able to contribute to this site by submitting your own content or replying to existing content. You'll be able to customize your profile, receive reputation points as a reward for submitting content, while also communicating with other members via your own private inbox, plus much more! This message will be removed once you have signed in.

Sign in to follow this  
Followers 0
LeftEar JoNs

Bzzzzt! Bzzzzt!

(Looks like I missed an electrifyingly good time. The following log takes place just after the 05.25.12 Aegis Sim…)

 

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION: The arcs towards Revenge are taking wide paths matching closely to their fighters paths through the atmosphere. Aegeans are straight shots right at her. – 05.25.12 Sky Harbor Aegis Chat Log

 

* * *

Left Ear JoNs decided that staying put, at least for the next few seconds, was acceptable; the felinoid carefully flexed her paw and noted no immediate damage.

 

The good ship Revenge was not faring as well.

 

If the internal comm alerts from the main bridge were to be believed, the planet itself was responsible for the situation as multiple energy arcs shot upward at the two orbiting survey vessels. The Revenge hanger bay personnel had gone into a controlled state of frenzy as the pilots and deck hands went into an automatic damage control and assistance mode.

 

JoNs had been checking on one of the auxiliary FOPS uplink console when an electrical arc discharged, catching her on one paw - the same arm that bird on the first target planet had taken a chunk out of - and she’d ended up quickly backpedaling away from the computer. It hadn’t been a massive discharge, just a literal shock.

 

This so called simple planetary survey mission to locate a suitable planet for the displaced Rihans was becoming a collection of bruises for the Cait officer. Great Hunter, she’d probably be safer at this point single-pawedly taking on an entire Klingon Infantry unit…

 

“Commander!” A voice called out to her, “You okay?!”

 

One of her pilots, ‘Highway’ Harriman, jogged over to her at a fast pace; the tall Human had a look of concern on his face and placed a hand lightly on her upper arm. The brown furred Caitian gave the now burned out console a rueful look before accepting his offer of help.

 

She gave a low growl and lashed her tail. “Aye Ensign, I’m fine, thank you. The discharge caught me off guard. Gather any of the Nike’s and other pilots on deck and check in with CAG Harada. Let’s assist the deck personnel as we can, and make sure the fighter uplink systems are still intact…"

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!


Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.


Sign In Now
Sign in to follow this  
Followers 0