Raven's Nest-Class carrier CNV Sovereign
2 years after the sinking of Jacinto
The COG was gone. While its' remnants and newly discovered allies in the form of the hidden Republic of Gorasnaya would continue in the construction of the colony ships, population figures had dropped like a rock. So much so that Sonja has said 'two of the ships are going to be empty and the rest won't even be a quarter full, if that'.
At first, they tried Port Farall, where the ships were being built. The Locust launched three additional attacks on the port, forcing them to relocate to an island base, untouched by the war: Vectes. The base hadn't been used in decades, but the place was Locust-free due to the depths of the ocean keeping the bastards from digging their way to the island. Then the Stranded, using modified fishing boats, began being dicks, attacking the COG/UIR alliance. Ron had put his foot down soon after, telling the Stranded that if they attacked his people, they wouldn't survive.
Three guesses what the idiots did.
Then the Lambent showed up, sinking a frigate and destroying the soil. Prescott disappeared soon after, and without him, the COG fell apart. The survivors split up into two parties: one to head to Anvil Gate, led by Colonel Hoffman, the other on board the Sovereign led by Quentin Michaelson, highest ranking naval officer left in the COG. Any Stranded civilians who desired to leave the planet were already occupying the Phoenix II colony ships, or waiting for the last few to be completed within Anvil Gate, the Sovereign, or other smaller Stranded settlements.
Which brings us to today, where Marcus Fenix is having one HELL of a nightmare and about to wake up from it. Reliving the day he was busted out of prison, only it was Anya who helped him, before everything shifted to the day his father… assumedly died, during the battle outside his old home, fighting Brumak's, Corpsers and Drones. The dream came to an end though when the Raven came up to them, and the pillar collapsing on his dad… and then he woke up.
"Marcus Fenix, report to Hazard Ops. Repeat, Fenix, Santiago and Stratton, report to hazard ops."
"Yeah, I heard you the first time!" He got out of bed, looking briefly at his newly modified lancer. The most obvious addition was the stock, which he was told was modelled off the AR-15 stock, only much more durable. Sonja's comment about the lancer after she began working on it?
'Who the fuck designs a rifle without a stock? A fucking moron.' After that, all of the surviving Lancer 2s were modified with stocks. And their accuracy jumped from passable to almost-sniper quality.
Marcus exited his room, having fallen asleep wearing his armor.
"Hey, Fenix, looking for Santiago?"
He looked at a woman in civilian clothing hanging out of another room. "Nah, I know where he is. Thanks, though."
He stepped past her, going into Dom's new quarters. It was full of plants, as some people still didn't trust the replicators and one wasn't installed on Sovereign. The amount of laughing Ron had when he heard the ship's name was heard from the other side of the ship.
It turned out that Starfleet had a whole class of ships with the 'Sovereign' name, and the first Ra Cailum was of that class.
Dom was in the room, clad in a simple set of farmer's overalls as he tended to the plants. The Gear's face was covered with a beard now, having just stopped caring about his looks after… Maria. "Dom, come on" he spoke up, grabbing his attention. "Armor up."
"I've got crops to take care of," Dom sighed, "If we don't grow it, we don't eat - remember?"
Marcus sighed, shaking his head "I think your radishes can survive without you for a while," he reasoned, "Plus Starfleet can beam down any extras even if they don't."
Dom shook his head, but relented. "Okay," he said, grabbing his armor. "Let's get this over with..."
Dom took his Hammerburst, as he stopped caring about the Lancer since the sinking of Jacinto before they exited his quarters. "Sea team, stand by. All hands, this is Captain Michaelson: We have entered Lambent waters. Remain at action stations until we are clear."
"At least the ol man takes the threat seriously. People forgot about those things. Well, not Starfleet."
Marcus kicked open a door leading to the rec room. "Out of sight, out of mind."
"Yeah, well, not me. Those things come back, I'm gonna be ready."
They found Jace kicking at a vending machine, trying to get at the one pack of mints still inside. "Come on, Jace, it's stalk city out there."
Jace waved it off. "Alright, just give me a second." He slammed into it again, but the mints remained stuck. "Damn! Nearly had it that time!"
"That thing has gotta be like ten years old," Dom said, "You'll puke your guts out!"
Jace chuckled "Yeah well, that's a price I'm willing to pay," he said - slamming into the machine again. "Damn!"
"Guys, CIC - now." Marcus said, wanting to get moving again. Jace sighed - giving the machine one last punch before turning to follow the others.
Jace walked up the stairs, but Marcus kicked the machine, and out came the mints. "Mine now."
Fourth Officer's Log, USS Ra Cailum, Commander Lunamaria Hawke, Stardate 90091.5: the Ra Cailum has been in orbit of Sera for over two years, and everything is going straight to hell. While we've celebrated the arrival of three new members of the Yamato family, my stepbrother has gotten increasingly depressed. The fleet wants to leave, but without the colony ships, we're risking damage to the ship. I'm worried for our people on the ground as well as Ron's well-being.
If depression is a family trait, I'm glad I'm only his stepsister.
Luna walked onto the bridge, heading straight for Ron's ready room. "He's not going to let you in, you know that."
"I have to try, Cassie. He won't talk to anyone."
The AI deactivated her hologram before she overrode the computer lockouts and entered Ron's ready room, which was dark as all hell.
"Ron?" Luna asked. "You there?"
"I didn't give you permission to come in, Commander."
"Tough shit, big brother. Morale's going down the toilet with you locked up in here."
"There any reason I should be caring? We've got less then a million people down there, half of whom want nothing to do with our offer to give them a new start. So many people, dead."
"Look," Luna replied. "So we can't save everyone. I can understand if that's getting you down. That shouldn't stop you from trying to save everyone you can. So grow a pair and get back to work, Boss!"
Ron swung his chair around. "Usually it's me yelling at you to get back to your job."
"You've been in here for almost 10 months, avoiding the crew, only going to your quarters to sleep and regenerate once in a blue moon. Even Jaden's worried, and your relationship with him isn't exactly the most civil."
"Usually."
"Bridge to captain. Message from the Sovereign: the chairman seems to be back."
Ron stood up, looking at his private weapons locker before retrieving a Mk 3 Lancer and his compression rifle, tossing the former to Luna. "Get Jaden, your husband, daughter and my niece. We're going to see Mr. Prescott. And chainsaw him a new fucking hole."
Luna nodded, grinning. "Understood, sir," she said.
Ron seemed to be back, and it was good to have him back.
A new black King Raven landed on the deck, putting down with a thud. "Let's give him the Stranded welcome: strip the chopper for parts."
The side hatch opened, and out came Prescott with his two escorts. Anya nudged Marcus. "Do you think he knows the COG fell apart after he left?"
"Ya think he cares?" He turned all his attention on Prescott. "Chairman Prescott. Welcome to what's LEFT of the COG."
"I'll have answers for you, but later. I need to see Colonel Hoffman immediately."
"Hoffman's been gone for almost as long as you have, chairman," Anya informed, "He left to take survivors up to Anvil Gate, holding up there until the colony ships are finished."
"Well, then, who is in command?"
"Captain Michaelson's in command, though Captain Pinkerton and Admiral Adama are still in nominal command of our forces."
"I'd better speak to the gallant captain, then. I have a mission for him. And Sergeant Fenix?" He reached into his armor and handed him a data disk. "You'll want to see this." His guards pushed their way past the other Gears. "This better not be his fucking shopping list. Come on."
Dom shook his head, pissed off. "Who the hell does that asshole think he is?!"
"Prescott's going to find out that an ex-chairman doesn't count for shit with Michaelson."
"Let's find out what's on this thing then," Marcus said, pocketing the disk before his team proceeded towards the only computer on the ship.
"Action stations! Lambent have boarded the ship!" More stalks emerged from the sea, and more lambent drones and heavily mutated Drudges landed on deck. "The fuck; we just stood down!"
Jace opened fire with his Lancer. "Shit, they're attacking in waves!"
Pulse rifle fire impacted the Lambent from behind.
"I know that gun."
"Damn right!" Ron appeared from behind the ship's island, looking mad. He was back from his self-imposed exile, and he was showing that in dramatic fashion. And from the kick he gave to a Drudge, it seemed he was VERY angry.
And from the look of things, Takeshi had drastically improved his aim: most of the bullets fired from his Lancer were actually hitting the Lambent.
Of course, this wasn't to say his accuracy was perfect. Single-shot weapons still gave him trouble, but give him something with full auto and he could reliably hit a standard ring target at 30 meters. The target would be outright demolished, but at least he could do that much.
"Where the fuck is Prescott?!"
"Below decks. What, pissed at him?"
"He disappeared 12 months ago and threw our entire fucking operation into chaos, Sergeant. What do you think?"
Marcus chuckled. "Well, you're mad. Good. We'll deal with him together later. Right now, we got to clear out these Lambent."
"Right," Takeshi replied, readying his Lancer. "Let's do it."
More Drudges came out of the stalks, but Ron charged at them, bullets and imulsion pinging off his shields. "Fuck, he's not in the mood, is he?"
"Millions dead, moping for 10 months straight and now he has something to lash out at. Let him deal with the Lambent, Marcus: let's look at that disk."
Anya had a point: Borg-enhanced everything made him durable enough for them to ignore the mutants and walk straight to CIC, as all of them wanted to kill Ron.
The group made their way across the deck, up one of the towers, and into the CIC, dealing with any Lambent that got in their way.
"Fucking glowie bastards. Disappear for six months and they come back full force."
"Could get worse. How long until the colony ships are ready?"
Takeshi shrugged. "Sonja and the engineering crew are busy with the warp drive and basic life support systems on the other colony ships. A couple days until they can support any population at best."
They inserted the disk into a computer, and Anya and Lily worked together to decode it.
The video then began to play. "Finally. Got it."
"Marcus… if you get this message, if you're still alive—"
Anya looked to her lover. "Marcus, it's your father."
"I knew he was still alive. Prescott's getting a nice chat with my Lancer after this."
"I'm being held prisoner by the Locust. I've developed a solution to the Lambent problem and they think they can use it to kill humans as well, but—" Static cut out the vid.
"Anyway to tell when this was made?"
Anya shook her head. "There's no date code. Hang on."
"Ron might be able to do something about it. A few minutes and he could tell you when a vid was made. But he's…" Takeshi looked outside, finding Ron charging at Lambent with an old, broken Lancer 1 with a REALLY big bayonet. "Kinda busy."
The vid resumed. "They don't realize it won't save the Locust. Sera's dying, Marcus and it's the Imulsion that's doing it. It was always the Imulsion, you see."
Takeshi chuckled. "I guess he hasn't heard about us," he said. "We already figured that out."
"But you didn't have a way to kill it."
"Well, there's those nanoprobe torpedoes, but—"
"Brace, brace, brace for impact!"
The Sovereign rammed into a massive stalk. "Ok, fuck this; save that disk for Baird! Let's move, Delta!"
Takeshi nodded, hefting his Lancer. "Right, let's do this," he said.
Stabbing Drudges got boring, so Ron used his new Retro Lancer, as it had been dubbed, to maximum damaging effect. "This is the chairman!"
"Go fuck yourself, Prescott!"
"I'm holed up in the captain's office; Michaelson's badly hurt and we can't hold the lambent off forever! I need assistance!"
"Prescott! this is Fenix," Marcus called out. "Hold on—we're coming."
"We find him, I get my answers. I might've moped for 10 months, but I never abandoned my post."
"Ron, you literally avoided the crew the entire time and stayed in your quarters. Sonja and Cassie had to help Takeshi run the ship and Admiral Adama took fleet command."
Ron huffed, reloading his Retro Lancer. "I gave the orders when we started this bullshit. They don't need me micromanaging their duties."
"Micromanaging? No," Takeshi quipped. "Keeping morale up in a way that only the slave driver from hell can? Oh, yes, we certainly could have used that."
"Oh, kiss my ass."
Luna and Jaden shook their heads, the former amused. "He's back."
Prescott was not exactly used to fighting. The last time he was involved in front line combat, if ever, was the Pendulum Wars. As such, he wasn't using the Lancers of the two fallen escorts, but the Snubnose he had been carrying with him. "Prescott, you son of a bitch, keep your fucking head down!" One of the lambent drones shifted its' fire to Marcus, who chainsawed it to death before pushing it into another one of the attackers.
Prescott then checked on Michaelson before pressing a finger to his earpiece. "You must take off! Why not?! Oh, very well, standby."
"Chairman," Takeshi said as the team entered the room. "Fancy seeing you again, after you bolted."
"Commander, I do not have time to deal with you—"
Ron shoved his compression rifle into Prescott's face before he sent the damn thing to its' maximum setting. "Prescott, there are answers to questions we have. You're going to give them."
"We don't have time, Captain! We need to get to the helicopters and get off this ship and get reinforcements." He looked at Marcus. "As you've noticed, your father needs them."
"I've noticed. Let him go, Captain, but we're not done. When this is over, we're going to have a nice long chat."
"Very well, Sergeant."
"So stay here. You've been hit, so you've not going anywhere."
The Chairman nodded.
"Jaden, Larcei, stay with him," Takeshi ordered. "Make sure he doesn't bolt again, or worse yet, die on us."
"Should've handcuffed him to a pipe, in case he pulls another disappearing act."
Marcus shook his head. "He's not going anywhere without his chopper, Dom. Besides, we need those birds too."
"KR-03 is under attack, same with the rest of the birds in the hangar. And I'd watch out for the pipes: they're full of polyps."
Marcus and Dom stared at Ron. "Keep forgetting about that freaky ass eye of yours. You can see through the pipes?"
"The pipes, the walls… your armor, if I use the right setting." Anya smacked the captain, who only smirked, and in that knowing way, too.
Takeshi and Luna stopped for a second. "Wait, is she… She can't be, can she?"
Anya didn't say anything, but the answer was apparently obvious.
The pipes began to shift. "Great, lambent crabs. Too bad they aren't like Tickers."
They collectively pictured Ron with a swarm of polyps as pets.
"NO!"
"No, what?"
They opened fire on the vents, killing some of the lambent freaks of nature. "Let's say some things are unholy, Captain. Even for you."
"No, seriously, what?"
The group continued heading for the hangar, eventually getting close to the waterline. And apparently something had ripped open a hole so they could see the water.
And the Leviathan which was currently attacking the ship.
"I think we're going to need a bigger boat."
"Captain, that line got old when you said it back at Mount Kadar."
"Hate to say it, Dom, but he's right. Think you can use that phaser of yours to kill that thing?"
"A leviathan that size needs something bigger. A lot bigger."
"The Ra Cailum's phaser arrays?"
Ron looked at Luna. "Are you insane? If so, about time, and if we do, we'll blow up the ship."
"Worth a thought, at least - and we don't need a direct hit, either - we could boil it to death," Luna explained.
"Fuck, Luna, you forgot that if we kill it, the fucking thing explodes. If there's anyone on the bridge, get them to run this ship aground!"
"Tractor beam?" Takeshi opined. "Haul the Leviathan either far enough away to use phasers on it or simply pull it up into space?"
"Too much of a threat to the KRs."
"Fuck it, I'm going to kill that thing, see if I can drag it away from the ship." Ron ran to the hole. "Get to the ship's storage bay: there's two Silverbacks in there if I remember your inventories correctly."
He jumped into the water, disappearing into the depths before the fish started screaming. "Uh, is he ALWAYS fuckin' nuts?"
"Yeah," Takeshi replied. "Sometimes moreso than normal."
"Only way up right now is the lifts for the Ravens. Come on, let's get them up."
Marcus regretted his choice when the deck collapsed. The Sovereign was supposed to be decommissioned before E-day, and it was showing.
"Marcus, WOOOO, that is one UGLY motherfucker."
"Cole? Is that you? Where's your bird?"
"Baby, we got a grandstand view: we're crossing the bridge, right above the ship!"
"Great, can you find a way to deal with that thing from up there?" Luna asked. "Ron jumped into the water to deal with it, but he might need some help."
"Uh, putting it scientifically? We need to blow its' brains out its' ass!"
"Get Baird to come up with something!"
"Personally, I think the only option we have is phaser strikes. The ship's going to be destroyed anyways."
"Call up the Ra Cailum if Baird can't kill it, Commander. Let's get to those Silverbacks."
The group made it to the Silverbacks, which were basically combat exoskeletons.
Takeshi wanted one. While he was a sword man, there was something to be said about having a minigun mounted to your right and a rocket pod on your left.
He'd talk to Sonja about upgrades later, because while they were scary NOW, Sonja would make them more so.
Enough to take on Ron, maybe.
"IDIOTS ON CARRIER, GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
And speak of the asshole, as his face impacted the storage bay ceiling.
"The fuck happened to you?"
Ron unburied his face from the steel wall, Jace asking how hard that bastard's head WAS. "I made it mad and it decided to remove me from its' person."
"Okay…" Takeshi remarked. "Anyway, Cole and his team are on the bridge we're approaching - hopefully Baird can come up with something from up there.
"Knowing him, Tickers. Shame. I like Tickers."
"You've got ONE, and the fact that you even tamed it scares the piss out of EVERYBODY, Pinkerton." The ship rocked before the massive fish of death emerged from the water, biting into the carrier. "Shoot it! Kill it with fire! And bullets!"
The two silverbacks opened fire, with Ron adding his compression rifle to the weight of weapons being shot at the mutated thing.
More Lambent came onto the deck to support it, Takeshi using his Lancer to keep them at bay.
"Cole, fucking thing is in position!"
"Yo, give us a minute!"
"Fuck your minute!"
"We got our own problems up here, Cap! Guess who decided to rejoin the party!"
"I know, Cole, I can see the Locust on the bridge! Screw this; Ra Cailum, phaser strike, my position! NOW!"
"Copy that, Captain. Firing phasers."
A beam of death impacted the leviathan, causing it to scream before tickers were dropped on it.
"Bombs away! And all that shit."
"You were right about Baird, Ron," Takeshi remarked. "He's dropping Tickers on the thing."
"Hey, I thought you'd enjoy the irony of grub-on-glowie violence!"
"Irony my ass! They've been fighting for decades and you're going to blow up the ship!"
The fish glowed brighter.
"Oh, fuckery."
And then it exploded.
Who the hell is he? …Starfleet officer, if the scraps from the uniform mean any—
Commander, can you hear me— Captain Gutierrez is stepping down and retiring from command of the Ra Cailum. You're going to replace—
Ron?! You're alive?!
Well, welcome to the party, Captain Pinkerton.
Get back here, you Romulan whore!
Your service to Starfleet has absolved you of all responsibility toward the destruction of the Ra Cailum, and Starfleet Command hereby gives you command of—
We're cleaning up Janeway's mess right after we clean up Sisko's. Fucking—
You… what ARE YOU?!
I know you hate the Kobali, Captain— What they've done cannot be forgiven.
The Iconians have returned, Captain. We are at war.
There has to be another way besides rewriting history! We just lost an entire civilization, don't you people give a fuck?!
You are the Other.
WAKE UP!
A smack from a Retro Lancer's butt finally broke Ron out of his reveillere, as Luna brought him to his feet. "I hate waking up like that. It's the nightmares."
"You alright, Boss?" Takeshi asked.
"I just relived the worst two years of my life. And not the ones on this little odyssey of ours."
"Little dramatic about 2409-10, are we?"
"No. Besides being freed, it sucked. Especially cleaning up after Sisko and Janeway."
"Yeah, well, at least you didn't get demoted for doing the right thing!" Ron sighed before looking at Damon Baird, who was coughing up seawater. "I thought we were with Marcus."
"Explosion blew us clear. No sign of Larcei or Jaden, though." Ron twitched, activating his subspace transceiver's ping. "Roughly three kilometers away. Life signs detectors indicate that they're fine. Pissed, but fine."
Suddenly his combadge went off. "Ron! Get your borg-ass over here!" Jaden shouted, "I'm here with Anya and Jace - and Prescott, but he's not gonna make it unless he gets help NOW!"
"Did he say—"
"Michaelson's dead and Prescott's back. I'll tell you later."
"Actually, the Captain's alive," Jaden added. "Damn bastard's hard to kill, but he'll need better medical attention ASAP, but I can't get a good signal to the fleet for a beam out. If I didn't know any better, I'd say there were Seeders, but-" there was a loud roar, as everyone looked up ahead as several Brumak's and other Locust monsters began marching down to the beach. "...scratch that, Locust are back… "
"Takeshi, take Delta-Two and find Marcus and Delta-One! I'll reinforce Jaden's position."
"What, you can't be much faster then—"
Ron then ran off, activating his motion accelerator, becoming a blur moving at near-mach speed.
"Ok, he's always had that?"
"Yeah, he just doesn't use it much. Come on, let's go find Marcus and the others."
The group set out, priming their guns and looking for Marcus.
A ticker shot past their position, sans the bomb. "Hey, no explosives! What's their party trick?"
"Besides cuddling up to Ron?" Clayton Carmine shuddered. He remembered Ticky. And he was sure no one wanted to see MORE of them.
"Yeah, I don't want to see more of them around the good captain. Almost as bad as those exploding balls of fur he made."
"I'D KILL FOR SOME FUCKING TRIBBLE GRENADES RIGHT NOW!" Jaden shouted, lobbing a grenade over his cover - the explosion sending several Locust Drones flying back. "This is getting fucking ridiculous!"
"My uncle knows how to make lethal life! The Locust could take a few lessons!" Boomers and Theron Guards approached the fortified position, firing REtro Lancers and boomshots. "A little help would be nice!" Orange bolts impacted and decapitated several boomers before a fast moving blur impacted the Theron, impaling them on the rather large bayonet.
"I can only think of one idiot that uses a motion accelerator." The blur slowed down, revealing itself to be Ron, who tossed the Locust on the ground before coughing up blood. "Fuck! I hate using that thing."
"Would you please stop doing stuff that makes you do that, Uncle Ron?" Larcei sighed, as she fired her shotgun at another Locust grubs.
"You were in danger, I was the only logical choice to get here quickly. I can handle a little blood." the captain got back to his feet as another Brumak approached. "You still got that Reaver? I got lunch for it! Just have to kill it first!
"Silver's back on the Ra Cailum," he informed, firing his rifle towards the Locust "Rutia had to give her the monthly check up, along with your Hydra. But if you could save some for her, that'd be great!"
Ron fired his compression rifle at the Brumak, which fired back with its' wrist guns and rocket pack, which impacted the ground and Ron, though it did limited damage to the latter, who was nearly everything-proof. "Ok, I'm going for the head! I want that thing dead, and I want it in one piece!"
The Brumak fired at Ron, who quickly approached it, sword drawn.
"He accuses my father of recklessness, and he does the same thing. Course, he is practically impossible to kill and my father… isn't."
Jaden nodded, having little choice but to agree as Ron climbed the Brumak and began stabbing it. "DIE! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!" Eventually, he stabbed it to the point of total decapitation, just as the rest of Delta arrived. "Ok, he doesn't play fair. Anyone know what that guy really is?"
"Cybernetic sociopath with no real morals aside from doing his duty," Takeshi remarked.
Sam, Jace and the eldest Carmine stared at Takeshi, as Ron began forcibly removing the armor from the Brumak.
Anya emerged from one of the containers, covered in blood. Mostly Prescott's. "I did what I could, but he took a direct hit to the aorta and one of his lungs has collapsed. Marcus, if you want any information from him, it's going to have to be now."
Delta's leader marched straight into the steel box, finding Prescott on his deathbed. "Where's that… conversation you promised me, Sergeant?"
"Where is my goddamned father?" Marcus growled.
"The Disk..." Prescott said, before coughing up blood. "Azura… "
"And I'm suppose to know what that is?"
"No... it's a research facility." He informed, "He's been working there… Queen… Myrrah captured it… a few days ago."
"Goddamnit, where's Azura!" Marcus shouted.
"Marcus, come on..." Anya reasoned, however Prescott then pulled out a device from his pocket.
"Encryption… " he muttered, before he chuckled "That old… bastard… he'll be… Furious… "
Prescott stilled before his breathing stopped. He was dead. "Fucking Lambent and Locust cheated us the chance of killing him ourselves. Who was he talking about?"
Baird entered the container. "Hoffman. The bastard is Hoffman."
"The data disk you took from Prescott and the one you didn't want my help decoding? Fuck, and he's at Anvil Gate. That's halfway across the continent."
"We could beam there in seconds. The Ra Cailum—"
"Is needed for evac duty, Jaden. We can send an advance team to secure the area, but Delta's going to have to get there on foot."
"How about a shuttle, or a runabout?" Takeshi asked. "Could defend itself if attacked, and a lot better at survival than King Ravens."
Ron looked skyward for a second. "Delta, I have a present for you. Ra Cailum, send down the Osiris, will you? Delta needs a lift to Anvil Gate, and you're going to need to evac survivors."
"Copy that, sir. Sending her down."
"Osiris?" Jaden asked, but not long after there was the familiar sound of Starfleet engines as they looked up as a Delta Flyer-class shuttle descended towards them. "Ah, that."
"Get to Anvil Gate: we'll deal with the rescue operations. Just try not to wreck my shuttle. I'd like to get back to Earth without losing a shuttlecraft." It was typical for a ship to lose at least one shuttle during a mission. Ron tried to make sure he DIDN'T lose any shuttles and so far, from day one on the first Ra Cailum, he hadn't.
Had them badly damaged beyond repair by Riza's flying, but not outright destroyed.
Delta boarded the shuttle, sans Sam, Anya, Carmine and Jace. "Thank you for flying Delta Flyer Airlines. On your left, you have a replicator that will give you whatever meal you want on your flight over to the historic and lovely city of Anvigad. ...It IS lovely, right?" Sam scoffed. "Ass end of the world, Captain!"
"Sounds like home to me!" Jaden chuckled. "Doubt its gonna be a smooth ride though."
The boarding hatch closed, and the Osiris took off, heading for Anvil Gate. "Well, they're in the shit. Up to here."
Ron the True Fan: Shorter then usual, but the last one WAS a 10K monster.
117Jorn: Yeah, we're working fast on these things because we're trying to get to the next Arc fast for… reasons…
Ron the True Fan: You'll find those reasons...when the next arc starts up. (Shifty eyes)
