"I don't think that'll be necessary, not if I can... there!" Thomas got a few shots in on one, and it burst on to several pieces.

Fawful runs in, where everyone else is, likely to figure out what the issue is. "What badness has fallen on us?"

"Well, that thing there on the screen is the planet-eating abomination here to kill us, and the green things are also trying to kill us, but less deadly." As he spoke, Thomas picked another one off, leaving Maria the last. "Let's get out of here."

With very little fanfare - typical of a computerized gun control system - Maria put the crosshairs onto the target and blasted it apart with an extended burst of fire.

It was simple. She didn't need to worry about her own movement, just about aiming properly.

The ship hummed to life, and they blasted out of the solar system at sublight speed. But unnoticed were several more of the dark green shards, speeding behind them. One, two, and three made impact, and the ship's interior began flashing red. "We've been hit, please strap in and brace for impact." "Shit," said Thomas, as he buckled in and the ship made impact.

"OH NO! I am doing the hold on!" Fawful jumps into a spare seat and buckled in.

edited 4th Mar '16 7:22:16 PM by gregnes2000

The ship crashed relatively painlessly, with safety devices preventing an explosion. A hatch opened, and the team was provided with a way out of the halfway upside down control room.

"Oh for fuck's-"

The ship crashed. Dagaz VII was safely secured, and didn't suffer much more than a jolt. Maria was frazzled, but a quick check confirmed her fighter was safe. Whoever had built this ship had built it tough.

"I'll do aerial recon," she stated, and she made for the hangar at full speed.

"Ok, just be careful. Don't know what's out there." Thomas exited the craft cautiously, finding the ship on a rocky outcrop conveniently overlooking the area. "Nah... Really?" Yeah, it was dinosaurs.

A few minutes later, the sound of an ion engine broke the tranquility of the landscape as Dagaz VII rocketed into the skies. "Alright, I'm airborne and performing recon. Looks like... dinosaurs? Huh. Haven't seen a planet with dinos in a little while," she stated. "Shame getting a closer look would probably get me eaten."

"Yeah, Gotham was like this for a while... not the most pleasant." Thomas tapped on his glove, and a a small hologram appeared of the AI's feminine avatar. "What's the damage report?" "The main engines have been disabled, but I have enough power to get us upright. My processing systems are fine, but if we wan to get out of here, we'll need to call for help, or find raw materials. I'm not detecting much in the way of tachyon engine repair, though. Shall I send a distress call to another ship?"

"This thing's a warbird. She's not equipped for mineral scans and I don't have the PDA necessary to harvest and repair. Or the skills needed to operate it. You guys got anything for resource harvesting?"

Dagaz VII merrily looped around the crash site at subsonic speeds.

"The little potato-shaped nut might, but I don't trust him. Let's just send out the call."

Fawful looks angrily at Thomas, and decides to test out his mind-reading device on him. Fawful takes out his now-modified vacuum helmet and scans Thomas with it. "You are having quite the big mouth for someone who enjoys the punching of people in a bat suit!"

edited 5th Mar '16 12:38:34 PM by gregnes2000

Kojirou had followed them back to the ship. Man, he was really good at staying quiet.

"Wait, dinosaurs? Bat suit? This day is getting better and better.."

"... Ok, let's send that distress call." "Affirmative." The ship send out a call for help, stating that it crashed. Thomas made his way back to it, and began trying to remove the rubble from around the crash site.

"And now we do the waiting? What a fun time! I am wondering what you all are thinking..." Fawful looks quite suspiciously at the rest of the crew with his helmet.

"Well, there goes a general distress call," Maria remarked. "I'll stay airborne, act as a guard. Hopefully the right people find us. And if not, I'm sure I can deal with 'em. This flies like a dream."

In about an hour, the computer spotted another craft, coming in for a landing. It sen a message that wold be routed to each person's communication device. "This is the TSS Aurora, we've recived your distress call, Vigilant." "Is that us," interjected Thomas, before looking over at the hull and seeing it printed there. "Oh." The Aurora touched down, a hatch opened, and six humanoid silhouettes emerged. "Hello. I'd assume you're the crew of the Vigilant?"

One hour of flight was fairly taxing, but Maria was used to spending several hours in a Hurricane's cockpit. Active sensors spotted another craft when it was 35 km up and descending; they hailed as the TSS Aurora, having received the Vigilant's distress call.

Dagaz VII flew them by at least once as it descended; "AURORA" was stamped on the hull. Things checked out. Maria returned to her patrol pattern as the Aurora landed.

"Yessing!" Fawful says, grinning like a madman.

The crew of the other ship exits, a normal set of humans, wearing matching uniforms. "We can tow you guy to the nearest space station, if you want.." "From what I understand, we need some parts to repair our engine, do you have anything that goes with a... tachyon drive, I think it was?" "No, sorry. We'll juts hook up the cables here, you might want to get back in your ship now."

The Planet

Magiano didn't really have much to contribute at the time.

The Ship

Magiano went to where Fawful was and asked. "What's going on now?"

"Well! I am made a device to read the minds! And also we are being on a planet populated by dinosaurs!"

"Dinosaurs? Why do you keep using names and words that I don't know?" Magiano asked

edited 8th Mar '16 6:53:19 AM by watdakstomp