If you can read this, you are in weapons range
15 Jan 2017Julio Montega
The cold light reflected from the minimum emission coatingof the "La diosa de la Fortuna" painted the wreckage in eerie light.
Another trader bereft of the ability to power the ship without
emergency repairs.
Parts of debris drifting about, as silent witnesses of a short
and violent encounter. Sparks flickering from the damaged
shield generator, transforming the last MWs of stored energy
into short lived arcs of light illuminating a gaping hole
in the T9's hull.
The power plant maintenance hatch ripped and shredded
to shrapnells by high calibre munitions.
A faint humming before the emergency shutdown commences.
*static on the comms*
Trusty, proven in many salvage and piracy operations,
the diosa's drones scoot around the area, forcing the hatch lock
to swing open. With a short burst of atmosphere of the T9
transforming into ice and gas the cargo, triggered by the ejection
sequence, slowly drifts into the void to waiting claws.
With a flick of the wrist a drone is controlled manually
to reseal the hull breach with drifting debris.
Like a martyr waiting for the final call, the drone thrusts
to keep the debris in place, staying in place in final resolve.
An explosion, a small warhead detonates close to the breach
at a safe distance to the hull, only permeating enough heat
to seal the breach and keep the T9's pilot alive with the remainder
of atmosphere in the ship, until a rescue team comes by eventually.
With nearly the last piece of illegal cargo brought inside the waiting belly
of la diosa, a patrol of federal crafts, consisting of 3 Vipers MKIII enter the scenery.
True to protocol they commence a security cordon and scan, closing in on the presumably
friendly gunship close to the T9's wreckage.
"Core Dynamics Gunship - 3857-niner. State your business
and report status."
*an eerie moment of silence passes as the last piece of cargo finally,
slowly enters the belly of la diosa along with the automated salvage drone*
"I repeat! Core Dynamics Gunship -3857-niner. State your business,
or we have to presume you hostile."
The comms lighten up, as the lead Viper recognizes the salvage drone entering
la diosa.
"Illegal salvage operation detected... presumable act of piracy.
CMDR "Ifucan Reathis" "
"If u can Read what leader, come in?!" a patrol pilot replies.
The Wing leader shouts through comms: "CMDR you are under arr...."
*static fills the comms for a brief moment, as la diosa thrust a short burst backwards,
deactivating flight assist and bringing the arms to bear in a rapid diagonal maneuver*
"Incoming Missile!"
The pack of warheads closes in rapidly on the still confused Vipers,
the pilots can hardly take evasive actions before the warheads detonate
in a cascade of sparks and add the patrol to be silent witnesses to the wreckage site.
"Ifucan Reathis... they always are surprised what a
simple IFF spoofing can cause a chaos.
My Lady, take me to the stars!"
...
"4...3...2...1...Engaging!"