Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Fighters and Runabout, Entering the Antioch System
Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Fighters and Runabout, Entering the Antioch System

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Ric picked the girl up and cradled her in his arms. “Hold on, we need to get back to my ship.” Carrying the girl, he set out at an even, but hurried jog, headed in the direction of his parked fighter.

Ricochet (CAG)

Mirri growled =^=RIcochet, I’m bringing the shuttle down. We can get the others on board if we know where they are.=^= She said as she began making a decent to Richochet’s coordinates.

Helm

The fighter and shuttle’s sensors began to pick up powering up of the microwave emitters on the ground. From computer estimations, it would take 45 seconds before the emitters are online.

GM

=^=Mirri get the runabout back in the ship. You have 2 minutes to get here.=^=

Parker CO

=/\=Ricochet? What’s your plan? Microwaves are coming back. We need to go home.=/\= Ael hesitated to leave a man behind, but he knew what would do were he in Ric’s position and the two were similar.

-Lt(j.g.) Ael Khev, Apex

“Sonofa. . . .” Ric exclaimed under his breath

=^=Apex, take out those emitters. You and Papa Bear, launch everything you have at those emitters. Light that bitch up like the 4th of July and a Christmas tree all rolled up in one. If you can’t take it out, get the hell out of here and have Mother launch another torpedo. If we have to, the girl and I can hide in the forest. Survival school 101, right.=^=

Ricochet (CAG)

=/\=Yes sir.=/\= Ael responded with a smile on his face. =/\=Papa, follow my lead.=/\=

She couldn’t fly, but that mean the pilot couldn’t listen and assist. Coming into the back of the Info center, she listened as orders were given to various fighters and shuttles. She furrowed her brow slightly as she heard the last transmission from Ric. He was on the surface? And the emmitters were coming back online? They could all be trapped. Without realizing it, she spoke out. “No… Ric… get everyone out!” It wasn’t a frantic panicked cry of a crazy pilot, it was the under breath cursing of someone fearful for her comrades, and her lover most of all. But right now, it was more about the fact Apex and Papa Bear were in the line of fire as well.

She moved up on those monitoring and frowned. “You have to let them know the sound waves will control them. Energy bursts in the area of the emitters may be enough to take them out without the need of a direct hit.” Then suddenly it registered… Ric wasn’t just in the atmosphere and vulnerable, he was on the surface. And he had someone with him! She gripped the back of the chair she had come up on. The NE in it worrying his lip between his teeth as the Lt JG stood behind him, unsure if there was an actual order he was supposed to be following.

Xandra fought the urge to slam her hand on the comm and scream for him to get to this ship and get away. If the sound waves, or microwaves, or whatever they were had controlled her in her fighter… what would it to do the ones on the surface? “Please, whatever gods in the abyss hear my pleas… keep them all safe… please....” The words were soft, only heard a chair or two in either direction, but the anguish in them was as obvious as the whiteness brightening her knuckles as she clenched the chair back tighter and tighter.

Lt JG Xandra Primage
Green Squad Leader
“Little Sehlat”

=^=Ric if you or a pilot can avoid the waves and hit that site then do it. You have one minute or less before we fire. Be clear of that area after that in case your run is unsuccessful.=^=

Parker CO

Ael rocketed towards the planet at top speed. =/\=Papa Bear, take my wing, port side. We hit each emitter simultaneously with everything we have. Your guns overheat, you have until we get to the next emitter to get it cooled down. Olinski needs this.=/\=

Showtime. He set up for the first attack run and came down, all guns blazing.

-Lt(j.g.) Ael Khev, Apex

The emitters on the ground looked like burnt stumps when the pilots were done with the firing. After that, sensors indicated that there was activity underground. Sensors could not make out the details, but only that there was transfer of energies underground. Mostly electromagnetic kind.

GM

=/\=Olinski, Ricochet, this is Apex. Targets are down. All emitters destroyed. We have some sort of electromagnetic activity underground. That’s all the detail I have on a Cutlass’ sensors.=/\=

-Lt(j.g.) Ael Khev, Apex

By this time, Xandra had moved up and had her hands on the back of the chair of a Lieutenant monitoring the fighter positions and life signs. Ric’s was raised, to be expected, but it wasn’t moving away from the surface. Her knuckles went white on the back of the seat as she watched the others strife the surface. The energy build up had her gritting her teeth.

Two seconds later, she spun on her heels and moved out of the control room and down to the hanger floor. They needed more help. She was sliding the sleeves of her flight suit back up on her arms as she headed for the Deck Chief. “I need a shuttle with transporter capability.” The other shuttle had been ordered back. But she could get there and beam up Ric and the child. “Chief!” She walked up to him with a determined stride.

Xandra
Pilot

OOC: Just imagine this coming over your com badges.
IC:

=Ops to all Senior Officers. Meet the Captain in the Conference Room asap. If unable to come send a stand in=^=

Operations