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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 11 2013, 09:39 AM (2,500 Views) | |
| Zerna Jara | Jun 11 2013, 09:39 AM Post #1 |
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The dinner had been very nice and now he was determined to impress Clio with something special. He figured that a front line seat over the sun, the beauty of a star was one of the many things the universe supplied. He had placed the Aglaia in extreme orbit over the sun and ran some scans, making sure it was safe for Aglaia to be this close. “How are you doing Aglaia?” he asked and checked the readings. “Thermal and radiation shielding is holding steady at 87%, my shield generator is keeping up with the suns radiation levels.” the AI responded. “Why are we here anyway?” She asked. “I want to do something special for Miss Clio, a nice view of the sun is unique. Wouldn't you agree?” Zerna answered. “Yes, that is true. But why not give her a space sunrise or something?” Aglaia asked, Zerna only laughed slightly. Then it happened, a freak solar flair erupted straight under the small frigate, traveling at amazing speeds. So fast that there was only seconds before it would hit. Jernal knew that the shielding wouldn't hold up against it so he punched in the command to store Aglaia's core within the protective shielding he had designed to stop her from being harmed by EMPs or other harmful things. This did cut her off from the rest of the ship and forced Zerna to pilot it as if it was just a normal ship. Moments before the flair would hit, he launched a emergency probe that told Byron that he would be in need of aid. When the flair hit, the ship shook violently, sending Zerna flying off his chair and landed on the deck. Sparks erupted violently as the ship systems took a lethal beating from the solar flair, conduits erupted and the lights went out. Zerna managed to get himself to the chair again and tried to get the ship back online, but the Aglaia was dead in space, he just hoped that he had enough velocity to escape the suns gravity. With the lights off, he got a spectacular view of space through the viewport of the cockpit, the frigate was in a slow spin forward. But his troubles wasn't over yet, a fast moving miniature comet had been moving towards the sun at incredible speeds and without warning it struck the dorsal plating over the neck of the ship, easily ripping through the armor and it went straight through the ship because there were no deflectors or shields to protect the ship. Zerna was sucked out of the chair, just barely able to hold on with his legs on the chair, but there was no way he could stop his grip from slipping because there was nothing to grip other then the smooth chair. The atmosphere of the frigate was quickly being depleted and when he could no longer hold on, he was sucked out of the ship through the ceiling, breaking both his legs as he struck the hull that was caved in from the impact. As he floated through space, moments from death he saw the badly damaged Aglaia who was now spinning a great deal more, content from inside the ship was floating all around as it had been sucked out. He was lucky because the ship was actually shielding him from the solar Radiation. Not that it mattered, he smiled gently as his body succumbed to the vacuum of space. |
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Commander Zerna Jara Commanding Officer T.A.S. Guardian Angel "Growth is painful, but unavoidable." - Jara | |
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| Eneas Clio | Jun 11 2013, 10:21 AM Post #2 |
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~Summer Peach~ She'd tried to get Peach to leave the tank for a while, maybe take a short trip out into orbit. But Peach had instead invited her to 'share' the tank in which the young bioship floated. "Peach, I love you and all... but I know what the tank feels like." Clio chuckled a little. "There's a small one on Aglaia, remember?" That one is different. Link with me... you'll see. "Oh, all right. If you insist." Still chuckling at Peach's insistence, Clio deactivated her theta blocker and rested her hand on one of Peach's bulkheads. A moment later, Peach initiated their 'sharing' link. "...you like that?" You don't? I think it is very refreshing. "Never really liked that weird peppermint tingle on my skin. It... kind of hurts, actually." Oh. Peach eased back out of the 'sharing' link with an apologetic manner. Sorry. I did not mean-- Suddenly she stopped 'talking', the characteristic rumbling of her engines coming online replacing their conversation. "...Peach?" Before Peach answered, the young ship suddenly rocketed upward, blasting the cover right off the tank. Her engines howled in the night as she raced into orbit, unbidden. "Peach, what the hell are you doing?" Don't you hear it? "Hear what?" When Peach didn't answer her immediately, she tapped the bulkhead she'd fallen against when Peach suddenly took off. "Damn it, Peach, answer me." Aglaia. She is hurt and very scared. "I can't hear Aglaia unless she speaks verbally." Knowing that Aglaia didn't make a habit of going anywhere alone, Clio tried to tap into Zerna's head, hoping he could tell her what was happening, but he didn't answer. He was barely there at all, just a faint shadow that barely registered. "Something's wrong. Find them." |
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| Emilie t'Dharvanek | Jun 11 2013, 01:15 PM Post #3 |
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The solar flare, while unexpected, was nothing new or spectacular. For the most part, they'd ignored it, writing it off as a stellar phenomenon that required only mild attention. That is, until something streaked by the station fast enough - and close enough - to trigger the automatic red alert system. "What the hell was that?" "Uh..." The young officer filling in at the operations console fumbled with his panel and frowned a little. "The bioship... Summer Peach. She's heading for the sun, ma'am. I'm not sure why... wait." He paused, his frown slowly turning to concern and a bit of panic. "The Aglaia is out there, ma'am." |
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Commander Jhu Emilie t'Dharvanek First Officer/Tactical Officer RIS Alth'Indor | |
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| Summer Peach | Jun 11 2013, 10:25 PM Post #4 |
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Ignoring hails from the station and it's surrounding ships - and with little concern for her passenger - Peach set her own course directly at Terra Alpha's sun, pushing her engines well past their safety limits. As she approached, debris from the accident pelted her hull, leaving painful welts and divots in her newly grown armor plates. "Slow down," Clio pleaded with her. "You're going to breach your hull." I don't care. Aglaia is in trouble. Instead, Peach sped up, looking for the frigate's remaining fuselage. Spotting something that barely registered as a life sign on her sensors, she hesitated, unsure of whether to investigate the weak lifesign or continue chasing Aglaia as the other ship fell into the sun. Uh... Miss Clio? I don't think Mister Jernal is inside Aglaia. "WHAT?" I am picking up a lifesign in space. It is very weak, but I think it is Trill. Edited by Summer Peach, Jun 11 2013, 10:25 PM.
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| Eneas Clio | Jun 12 2013, 02:48 PM Post #5 |
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"Show me." With the way Peach was flying, she had no hope of getting close to - or staying near - one of the consoles, so she put her hand on the exposed flesh of one of the bulkheads, using the link between them to access the data. "And what are you waiting for? Beam him aboard!" We are not close enough. The radiation interferes with my transporter. "Get closer then!" I cannot go any faster in this gravity well without hurting you... and Aglaia is closer. "Damn it, Peach, I don't care if Aglaia is closer. Get Zerna first and worry about her later!" You humanoids puzzle me. Last week you did not even want to speak to him and now-- "Shut up and do as you're told!" ...fine. With a sulking note in their link, Peach turned sharply and accelerated roughly, easily sending her fragile passenger tumbling back onto the deck. An armor plate sheared off her back, but she ignored it, determined to rescue both of her friends. I cannot activate the transporter by myself. Something is wrong. "I gathered that," Clio growled at her, finding the edge of a console and pulling herself up on it. "Do me a favor and cut the physical link. Please." Uh... "Never mind then." Without Peach's help, she could mute the link but not sever it... but that would have to do for now. "There's an overload in your primary transporter system. I'm going to use the backup." The backup does not have the capability to hold him in the buffer. You will have to link the primary buffer to it. "I know that, Peach." Several precious seconds later the link was established, but she didn't know how long it would hold. "Keep him in there as long as you can... if you materialize him we won't make it back in time." |
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| Summer Peach | Jun 12 2013, 03:43 PM Post #6 |
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I have him. As she confirmed that Zerna was inside the buffer, Peach rolled over and banked toward the sun again, looking for for the glint of Aglaia's hull. The little frigate had to be there somewhere... "What are you doing?" Looking for Aglaia. I will not leave her here to die just because you think Mister Jernal is more important. "'Mister Jernal' is going to die if you don't hurry up and head back!" Having spotted Aglaia's tumbling form near the sun, Peach ignored her, running her engines back up to full speed. "Turn around!" No! I am going to save her! "Peach... your tractor beam is offline. How do you plan to save her?" Like this. Tracking Aglaia's trajectory toward the star, Peach rolled her nose downward and turned off the thrusters on her bow that fought the pull of the gravity well. Between the gravity and her engines, she gathered just enough speed to pass Aglaia and then suddenly braked, fighting to remain still as she opened the doors to the landing bay in her belly. A moment later, what was left of Aglaia slammed into the bay, leaving one of the doors hanging loose and the other badly dented. Peach dropped several meters toward the star, struggling to break its hold on her. Reroute power to my engines. Hurry! |
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| Eneas Clio | Jun 12 2013, 05:32 PM Post #7 |
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...I don't know if I can. You have to. Get up! Peach prodded her mentally. Get up or he's going to die. Quit knocking me over and we won't have this problem. I'm sorry, okay? Now get up! Peach gave her a light shock from one of the bioemitters on the nearby bulkhead. "Ow! You spoiled rotten..." Muttering various unkind names for Peach under her breath, Clio clambered back up off the deck, clinging to the edge of the nearest console. Poor Peach was a wreck, with barely any power left to route. "Okay, I'm cutting life support from your lower decks. That should be enough to--" As soon as she felt the power surge back into her engines, Peach rolled to her normal orientation and blasted free of the gravity well, resetting her course to Terra Alpha. We might have another problem. "I hope you're not about to tell me we aren't going to make it back..." We will make it. But I cannot land... my landing bay doors will not close, and I lost several armor plates to the star. "The station is closer anyway. As soon as you're in range, transport Zerna to the primary hospital bay. The one where Gazelle works. Then we'll dock at the docking ring so you can rest." |
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| Summer Peach | Jun 12 2013, 06:12 PM Post #8 |
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Peach coasted the last few kilometers to the station, beaming Zerna into the requested sickbay with some of the last bits of power she had to spare. I am sorry. I cannot send you with him... "It's okay, Peach. Let's get you settled and then I'll go there on my own..." With Peach rapidly losing power and strength, Clio found it an interesting challenge to align her with the docking clamps. "Okay... just let the clamps pull you in." Can I go to sleep? I am...very tired. "Try to stay awake, Peach. I don't want to lose you." Peach made a psychic noise similar to a snort. I am not so easy to kill. Sleep will recharge my inorganic power cells. Then I will wake up and look for raw matter to heal these wounds. "Speaking of wounds..." I know. I hurt you, and I am sorry. But I saved them. I think it is worth it. "Maybe. We'll see. Go to sleep, Peach." |
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| Gazelle Girabaldi | Jun 12 2013, 06:17 PM Post #9 |
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A patient being beamed into the sickbay was hardly ever a big deal, and Gazelle thought nothing of it until the 'flat line' signal sounded from the bed her new patient had materialized on. Oh boy. "Marcia, get the crash cart!" she called across the open bay, heading over to see who had been sent in... and wondering what had happened to them. When she saw it was Zerna, she sighed, rubbing the side of her head. "You again," she said to his apparently dead form on the bed as she took her preliminary scans. "Radiation burns, vacuum exposure... broken bones... what in the hell were you doing, Mister Jernal?" She knew, of course, that she wouldn't get an answer. Hopefully someone would turn up who knew what had happened... |
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| Selene Cross | Jun 12 2013, 06:50 PM Post #10 |
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Selene was walking along the promenade she had just finished having a quick lunch with Clint and now she was on her way to a training session with the Calhoun children. She didn’t make it far when the adult version of Mac came running up to her. “Selene!” She yelled. “What’s wrong?” Selene inquired as she looked Mac over the woman had been running for quite a bit and she was actually starting to sweat which was a surprise. “Zerna’s been injured. I don’t know if its Jernal or Jara I can’t reach either and Jason isn’t answering him com either.” Mac said, sounding rather concerned. “I’m heading to sickbay.” She added and started to leave. “What happened?” Selene inquired as she took a firm hold on Mac’s hand. Judging by the calmness of Selene’s voice when she asked the question Mac could have sworn she didn’t care but something in her eyes said otherwise. It was obvious that perhaps she still cared for Zerna in some way. “I don’t know. I heard they picked up some kind of explosion aboard Aglaia. I don’t know Selene.” Mac said, trying to regain her composure. Selene nodded, “Take me to him.” “This way,” Mac said as she shifted her grin and took Selene’s hand in her’s and led her to the sickbay where she heard he had been taken. The moment they walked into sickbay Selene took her hand from Mac and scanned the room. There was a man on a biobed, she couldn’t make him out in the sea of white coats and uniforms. She took several steps closer with Mac right behind her and as she got closer the more, she could tell it was Jernal. “What happened?” She asked, sounding a little less composed than normal. |
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Selene Cross Intel Agent/Assassin Former Imperium Agent From another reality | |
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| Gazelle Girabaldi | Jun 12 2013, 06:55 PM Post #11 |
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"I don't know yet." Gazelle glanced at the other woman who'd come in. "You can stay, as long as you're not in the way. Does anyone know who brought him in?" "That bioship. Something about a peach," someone yelled from the other side of the room. Hearing it, Gazelle paused, looking up. "...great. Something tells me I'm about to have two patients..." |
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| Selene Cross | Jun 12 2013, 07:07 PM Post #12 |
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“Selene,” Mac said concerned as she started to take a step forward but Selene stopped her. “Remember your training.” She said, ever the teacher. “This isn’t the place to forget it.” Mac nodded and took a step back, giving the nurses and doctors enough space to work but so that they could both still see what was going on. Selene felt the girl relax and she let go of her hand. She wished she could be like Mac and let her emotions loose but she had been trained for far too long on how to pack them away. Perhaps that was one of the many reason why she and Jernal never worked out she kept them packed away and he displayed his to the world. She pushed those thoughts aside it didn’t matter what they had been they were still close friends and she was concerned for him even if she wasn’t able to show it in the same manner Mac was. |
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Selene Cross Intel Agent/Assassin Former Imperium Agent From another reality | |
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| Marcia Hill | Jun 12 2013, 08:11 PM Post #13 |
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Marcia looked at the vitals, "His vitals are almost gone." she handed Gazelle the stimulators. "We're going to lose him if we can't get him going fast, but there's a lot of damage here to his organs. Even if we can get his heart steady, the man's going to die of cancer or some radiation shit... " |
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Nurse Marcia 'Marci' Hill Terra Alpha Star Navy Hospital - Capitol City | |
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| Gazelle Girabaldi | Jun 12 2013, 08:51 PM Post #14 |
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"Not if I can help it. I need fifty milligrams of cordrazine and another fifty waiting. And a cortical stimulator." |
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| Eneas Clio | Jun 12 2013, 09:55 PM Post #15 |
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Peach had stayed awake just long enough to dock with the station and let her off. Even with the link severed by the bioship's light hibernation, echoes of the young ship's pain lingered along Clio's back, making it difficult to stay upright as she - very slowly - made her way down to Gazelle's sickbay where Zerna had been sent. Several people stared in her direction, but none offered to help... whether it was because they feared her or thought she was drunk she didn't really know. Or care. She didn't know whether to be relieved or annoyed when she finally got to Gazelle's private little 'lair' and saw that Selene had beaten her there. On the one hand, she wouldn't be there alone. On the other... Selene was Zerna's ex-girlfriend. They'd gotten along all right when they'd gone to check on the cave cats, but neither of them had been sleeping with him then either. |
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