GESB: Operation Time-Cops

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin grimaces as the arcing electrical impluses rise into the sky.  <Yes Claxter, fire now!  There are three main shredder banks in the Mirage, use them!>  Ossanlin skids to a halt looking one way and then the other at Myitt and Alic.  <Bring them down!>

[Terenia]

((Okay, turning point time. I'd like to know your preferences. Would you like Hadrin and Zorish to escape and end up at the bar as two new characters there, or would you like them to be captured with probably only Tammy ending up as a new character there. I'm good with either way, and I've sort of planned for both, so let me know what you think!))

[Chad32]

(I'd rather Tammy be in custody of Oss so Terenia won't be tempted to just take off with her before the others return.)

<Activate shields. power all three shredder banks. Fire on engines!> Claxter yelled. The blast tore through the rocky outcropping that the Mirage was hiding behind, but the shields took the blow. The beams lanced towards the main engines to sever the ship's escape. <You aren't going anywhere.>

[Myitt]

((It's your call, Jessi!    But I guess I'd vote for having them deal with Zorish, and so Hadrin won't get attacked by his superior when they wake up x3))

Myitt hurries back into the ship as the shields take the impact of falling rock.  She watches the viewscreens anxiously.

[Terenia]

((Alright, as you wish ))

The electromagnetic blast that left Tammy unconscious gave Zorish a front row seat to the trap unfolding. Tammy's eyes were still open, but no matter how hard Zorish tried he could not focus them, could not turn his hosts head.

<Damn it all, Tamara, wake up,> Zorish hisses, <we've been betrayed!>

At that moment Shredder fire lances from seemingly nowhere, a point blank shot at the ships engines. The shields take the brunt of the blast, but with neither Zorish or Hadrin able to utilize the navigational controls the ship begins to spin in sickening circles, knocked off course by the blast.

"Shields at 30%," the computer announces in an unfazed voice. Just then a loud crunching sound fills the morning air as the ship collides with one of the tall rock faces that looms several dozen feet above the desert floor. The shields and engines fail all at once, and the ship plummets back to the ground, landing nose first next to the rock face. There is a flicker as the power goes out and the computers fail, leaving the ship uncloaked.

[Chad32]

<Excellent! Excellent! The mission has truly succeeded!> Claxter yelled as he struck a tail fighting pose for victory. He left the ship with his own shredder, and galloped towards Zorish's ship.

[Myitt]

Myitt runs out of the ship, drawing her Dracon.  She skids to a stop some distance away from Zorish's crashed fighter, kneeling down next to Matthew, who is sprawled next to his parked Jeep.

"Matthew?  Can you hear me?" she says, gently shaking his shoulder, then checking his pulse.  She winces at the blood dripping down his forehead, and gingerly pulls up one of his eyelids.  "I'm so sorry, kid," she whispers to her unconscious human friend.  "You're gonna be okay.  Just hold on, okay?"

She hastily unlocks the Jeep and searches the hatchback for a blanket, finding an old faded Diamondbacks jacket.  Closing the trunk, she walks back over to Matthew and covers his torso with the jacket.  Even in the early morning light, the desert is still chilly.  

Then she steps back, gazing down at him for another few seconds.

<We don't have much time, Myitt!> Tara warns.

This gets her feet moving, and she runs off toward the crashed fighter, Dracon still in hand.  

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin watches from almost underneath the Yeerk fighter as the superior shredders on his Mirage tear into the bug's shields.  <Good shot Warrior.>  He watches as the bug spins lazily and crashes into a rock formation of some sort.

<Aliciania, watch out!>  Ossanlin throws his weight sideways into Alic, trying to push her out of the way as a large portion of rock debris falls from the sky, impacting almost on top of them.  He looks towards the young female with his main eyes.  <Are you alright?>

The crunching, screeching noise draws his main eyes again as the bug plummets down the rock face to impact nearby, clouds of dust swirling up, obscuring his vision.  He takes Alic's hand for a moment and squeezes it before trotting to the ship, pulling one of his shredders.  <Myitt!  We should try to secure Zorish as quickly as possible!  We need to get your man out to safety.  I would appreciate your assistance with this portal...>
Post Merged: April 20, 2010, 04:51:29 AM((Oh, and BTW Canada, if you wanna join the GESB then welcome!  You'll want to join the regular thread though, this mission/side-shoot thread is filled up with ppl from the regular GESB  (written on the first page of this thread).  Anyway, the GESB is just a bar out in some nowhere place in space with aliens in it.  So all you gotta do is make a char (prefferably an original one), and have him/her walk into the main thread however you want.    ))

[Myitt]

Myitt skids to a stop again near the crashed Bug, approaching it more slowly.  Smoke sizzles from the engines, and she covers her mouth with the crook of her elbow, coughing.  The acrid stuff makes her blink back tears, and some part of her mind wonders...just how long before the human authorities come to investigate...whate ver this is?

Finally she sucks in a breath.  "Computer, open exterior hatch," she calls in Yeerkish, coughing. 

No response.

"Computer, this is an emergency override protocol.  Open exterior hatch already!"  Still nothing.

"Em-er-gen-cy override protocol.  Open.  Exterior hatch.  **** it," she murmurs, standing back some distance away.  "Everyone stand back.  I hope no one's up against the ****ing wall."  She raises her Dracon and fires at the side of the ship, attempting to melt away an opening.  The heat is enormously blistering in the cool desert morning.

[Chad32]

Claxter comes up to the ship and starts firing his Shredder where Myitt is aiming. <How is Matthew doing? I don't see him emerging from the vehicle's spot.>

[Myitt]

"He's alive!" Myitt yells curtly over the jarring electric hum of the weapons.

[Alic]

(Sorry guys! Posting as soon I get home from work)
Post Merged: April 21, 2010, 02:14:39 AMAlic's eyes shined with excitement as Claxter successfully hit the yeerks ship. <Yes!> Seconds later Ossanlin had pushed her, she was too distracted to move herself. She stumbled over herself, but managed not to completely fall over and immediately corrected her stance.

<I'm fine.> Alic squeezed his hand gently as she tried to see through the thick cloud of dust. <We're not where we're going to draw too much attention right now, are we? We should clear out as soon as possible.>

Ready for the blast and any other debris that may come her way again, Alic stayed where she was until it was clear to move in. She held her tail high just in case she needed to use it.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin raises an eyebrow at Myitt.  <Hmm...I had expected something a bit more...creative.  Like re-wiring a panel to over-ride the hatch or some such.  If this is how you're used to opening doors, please at least knock before opening a door that I'm behind.>  Ossanlin grins with his eyes as he pulls his secondary shredder and dials the settings on both of them to constant burn on maximum.  He steps back a bit as the heat washes over him, and adds his two shredder beams to Myitt's and Claxter's.  <This is hull-plating Myitt, do you really think we can get through it with handhelds?  I can feel the heat dissipating off the plating, it's remarkably good at syncing the heat elsewhere.>

[Myitt]

Myitt stops firing and waves her hand around.  

"Gah, this thing's going to explode before that door melts," she admits, moving the Dracon from hand to hand.  "But it's the highest setting, it's supposed to punch a hole through ten feet of titanium alloy.  This plating is stronger than what I'm used to, even my own ship would've split open under that pressure, without shielding."  She sighs, seeing their combined forces are doing not a whole heck of a lot.  "Okay, stop, stop."  She walks up to the scalding hot side of the ship, tucking her sweat-plastered hair up over her jacket.  Only the outer living metal skin has cracked and peeled back, exposing sheets of half-melted slag underneath.  

<Brilliant.  Now let's see if the hatch can even open,> Tara says frustratedly.  <It's hotter than hell and I wouldn't be surprised if all this racket either cooked them alive or woke them up!>

<No, no, the panels on these newer models are recessed into the cooling system,> Myitt murmurs, kneeling down under the body of the ship and looking up at its precarious angle.  

<And now it's going to crash on us.  Great, thank you,> Tara adds.  <Don't burn my hands off, please.>

"Not going to burn your hands off," Myitt sighs, prying back one of the panels a few feet away and underneath the superheated metal hatch.  "My hatch has seen worse than this and survived.  The living metal will...ngh!"  She falls back against the desert floor, the black metal panel hanging down in front of her.  The ship protests with an ugly creaking noise, propped between two large pieces of rock.  Myitt freezes there for a moment, then hops up to her feet, putting the Dracon under her belt and disappearing halfway into the panel.  

There's a loud whine and the engines light up briefly, then die down again.  

"****!" Myitt curses, muffled from having half her body inside the ship's guts.  White sparks trickle out of the panel opening.

An unhealthy sizzling sound starts coming from...somewhere... and the melted skin of the ship yawns and oozes open into a normal hatchway, although it is dripping hot black liquid from the threshold.  

Myitt crawls back out and stands up, rubbing her eye with a hand that looks like it's been covered in charcoal.  But, her other hand is dripping something that looks like tar.  

"See?" she croaks, pulling out her Dracon with the stickiest hand and blinking her eyes, one of which is watery and red.  "No problem."  

She steps toward the hatch, Dracon ready, and climbs inside.

[Chad32]

Claxter stops firing when Myitt says too, and watches as she manages to get the hatch open through other means. <I suppose trying to blast it just made a mess more than anything, but now we are inside.>

He walked inside and found both Zorish and hadrin. He began morphing his ape-like morph in order to carry Tamora's body. After making sure Zorish was stripped of any weapons after morphing, he lifted the body up and began walking out. <I will take these two to the Mirage. Shall we take everyone to the medbay to check for injuries?>