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Re: The Lost (nBSG/Halo)
« Reply #15 on: March 21, 2013, 07:43:19 PM »

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Raptor 312

Lieutenant Sharon "Athena" Agathon sat at the controls at an earily familiar Raptor another Cylon who went by the callsign Boomer had flown this ship on 47 occassions she'd joined Galactica as a rookie pilot and the ship had taken a beating for it.  When Boomer had been revealled as a Cylon the ship had been seen as an bad luck ship, few people had been willing to pilot it, at one point they had even been considering breaking the ship up but the colonisation of New Caprica had been seen as more important.  Now Sharon Agathon under the callsign Athena would try to give the ship a better name, her Electronics Countermeasures Officer (ECO) Racetrack was a fair pilot herself after remaining aboard Galactica during the stay at New Caprica, with everyone returning from New Caprica there was as many pilots as there was ships even with Pegasus begining to produce more craft.  What was really needed was ECOs after the events on New Capricas and Sharon's actions there were very few who were not willing to fly with the Cylon.

Even with the UNSC Spirit of Fire joining the fleet they still had to worry about food, water and fuel supplies because of the chances of Cylon or Covenant encounters Raptors were being deployed to systems around the fleet in an effort to find resources and plot a safe course for the civilian vessels.  "Galactica this is Raptor 312, systems are green ready for launch"

"Raptor 312, Galactica, you are clear for launch, good hunting Athena" Captain Kelly the Landing Officer replied as the Raptor began to raise into the flight pod.  As the launch pad locked into place Athena gunned the engine to life raising the craft off the deck then moving it forward out into open space arcing to the port as it cleared Galactica's course.  Several Vipers flew past in tight formation, Athena piloted the Raptor clear of them, pulling her craft over the Spirit of Fire the battered Thirteenth Tribe craft dwarfed everything around it including both Battlestars Pegasus and Galactica, the people of Earth certainly did things big.

"Ready Racetrack" her ECO nodded "jumping in three, two, one and JUMP!"  She called out spinning up the ship's small jump drive the Raptor disappeared from the fleet moments later appearing in another system several light years distant from the Fleet.

"Begining dradis scan" Racetrack called out as Athena set a course that would take it through the system.

"Begining second Dradis scan..." Athena said activating the pilots equipment Raptors were built with two completely separate scanners that could be run independently of each other and at the same time.  It was common practice for both pilot and ECO to run scans together ensuring everything was double checked on scouting patrols.  As Athena's systems activated Racetracks went crazy as the Raptor's systems detected the arrival of another ship.

"Dradis contact!!!" Racetrack nearly screamed "I don't know what it is but it's not Colonial or Cylon" she called out as she tried to understand the readings.

"Not Cylon but beautiful" Athena replied looking out at the new arrival it must have been nearly a thousand metres long with an almost oblong in shape it's hull nearly perfectly smooth painted a silver blue.

Racetrack moved up to the cockpit area to look at the alien vessel just as three small craft launched from its belly.  Each craft had a bulbous upper section that tapered away and up heading aft while two back-swept wings extended from the front of the craft.  Between the wings and rounded upper section were a pair of cannons that extended just beyond the hull. "Get us the frack out of here Athena!" Racetrack called moving back to the rear section.

"Spin up the FTL" Athena ordered spinning the Raptor 180 degrees along her axis gunning the engine to its maximum as the three small craft arced towards the lone Raptor.

"It'll take a minute do some of that pilot felgerkarb and get us clear!"

"Easier said than done when we're being shot at!"  Athena shouted as bolts of light shot past her cockpit window.

"How the frack can you tell?  None of these instruments make any sense!"  Racetrack shouted not seeing Athena's windows.  Suddenly a group of tightly grouped bolts of light tore through the rear compartment narrowly missing Racetrack.  "We're taking fire!"  She shouted fortunately both were wearing their pressure suits as the atmosphere rushed out.

"Hang on!" Athena shouted turning the Raptor end over end "firing Rapier One!" She called out "firing Rapier Two!"  She said launching both of the Raptors air-to-air missiles.

"Good tracks on both!" Racetrack confirmed Athena watched as the first missile ploughed into the enemy craft.  The impact and explosion tore off the bulbous cockpit of the alien ship but amazingly the craft kept coming.  More amazing was as Athena looked at the craft the pilot who was clearly alien, with two long dark legs a muscled body and long pointed head, stood up out of the shattered craft balancing on the damaged cockpit, like a surfer riding a wave, reaching for what appeared to be a sidearm.

Just then the second Rapier slammed into the craft "scratch one!"  Athena shouted spinning the Raptor again the small craft was battered by fragments of the destroyed alien ship as it pulled away again still chased by the two remaining ships.

"Jumping in 5, 4, 3" as Racetrack counted down a the clock the enemy ships strafed the Raptor again several bolts of blue light cut through the Raptor narrowly missing the ECO.  "2, 1" she called begining to turn the key as she did several more shots hit the Raptor three smashed into the cockpit window blowing it out while three more punched into the back of Athena's ejection chair "jump!" She called and the Raptor was gone.
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Re: The Lost (nBSG/Halo)
« Reply #16 on: March 22, 2013, 12:47:32 AM »

Eleven

"Krypter, krypter, krypter!  This is Raptor 312 requesting assistance repeat..." The message came across loud and clear in Galactica's CIC as the Raptor appeared on Dradis.

"They just fracking left" Helo said looking over at Admiral Adama he still served as interm first officer as Saul Tigh was still recovering from injuries sustained on New Caprica and the loss of his wife.  Adama thought highly of him and was tempted to transfer him to Pegasus to give Lee support if Saul recovered.

"They must have found something" Adama said looking at the Screens seeing one of Spirit of Fires auxiliary craft near the Raptor raising his phone "Galactica Actual to Pelican 436 request you give assistance to Raptor 312, vessel in distress"

"Galactica we see them!" The marine pilot called out as the Pelican moved around the smaller craft "suit up about to crack hatch!"  He called back "Sierra 042 get ready for deployment" standing near the hatch Douglas 042 was ready he'd be making a 'space jump' and take a connecting line from the Pelican to the Raptor that would be used to evacuate the crew.

As the hatch opened Douglas could see the Raptor ahead of him "disembarking!" He called out kicking off the Pelican.  The Spartan's unpowered Mjolinir suit soared through space like a MAC round onto the Raptor.   

Inside he heard at least one of the crewmen shout out in surprise.  Moving swiftly to the cockpit Douglas reached through the shattered windshield and pulled the entire section of reinforced glass came away from the hull mostly in one piece.  Changing his suits shield density around the hands he smashed away the remaining parts before peering in, his appearance brought several sidearm bursts.  "Pilot I'm Sierra-042 Spirit of Fire here to help!"  He said trying to remain calm getting shot at by a friendly was not the best.

"Get the frack in here then! My pilot is injured"

"Pelican 436, one confirmed casualty unknown condition. Entering craft" he transmitted back to the Pelican still hovering nearby.  Drifting back up again he saw the crew woman in the back her weapon still raised while the pilot at the front was unconscious with what appeared to be Covenant plasma burns to her chest "I need to take her first" he said allowing his suit's software to translate as he carefully tore the restraints holding the pilot in place extracting her from the cockpit "I'll be back" he promised kicking off the Raptor with the pilot in his arms.

"That was quick" he heard the crew woman say moments late "what... Who the frack are you? Gods no!"  Douglas half way to the Raptor turned at the mangled Raptor he could see multiple flashes indicating the sidearm was being discharged again.

"Pilot" he said quietly no answer "pelican incoming" he said releasing the injured crewman as he reached the hatch twisting he immediately pushed off the ramp again back to the Raptor reaching for his Magnum sidearm as he closed something was wrong.  As he closed the Mjolinir suit's sensors picked up two lifeforms.

The suit slammed into the Raptor for a second time Douglas heard the pilot  shout out meaning she was at least alive.  Scrambling over the hull he peered through the hatch window an Elite dressed in a pilots EVA harness held a plasma pistol to the Colonial pilots head "Pelican 436 confirmed Covenant presence single Elite engaging" he called out checking the tether to the Pelican was secure he reached down grasping the emergency blow panel for the Raptor. 

He Jerome and Alice had already spent several hours studying the Colonial equipment.  Pulling the handle Douglas pulled off the craft at the same time as the door was blown clear of the Raptor.  The pilot at least still had her wits about her wriggling clear of the Elite's grasp clearing Douglas' shot.  The problem with EVA Elites was the shield sacrifices the had to make for the EVA protection and Douglas knew exactly where to shoot, his magnum discharged six time five times striking the Elites head the alien was pushed against the bulkhead by the impact it didn't move again "confirmed kill" he transmitted.

Douglas was pulled back to the Pelican before being sent to the Raptor a third time to collect the remaining Colonial.  She'd kept her wits about her and removed the Raptor's data recorders and the Elites plasma pistol before Douglas final visit.  As the returned to the Pelican three Colonial Vipers conducted a strafing run over the crippled Raptor finally finishing it off.

As soon as the Pelican was recovered by Spirit of Fire the fleet made an emergency jump ensuring no possible pursuit of any emergency beacons the Elite may have carried.
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