Post by aitania on Apr 5, 2022 12:47:44 GMT
The falling stars kept on falling toward the Commonwealth.
And as they fell, a lance of interceptors raced toward them.
Aitanian planetary authorities, working together with the AVMC, quickly requested a response from the nearest Aitanian void defense station. Recognizing the potential threat these unknown ships posed to the security of the planet, it was determined appropriate for the deployment of interceptors.
Their mission was simple: Make sure they don't turn hostile. If they do, destroy them. If they don't, track them.
Captain Sina de la Ruñez, also known as Rastreadora-1, kept her eyes focused on the sensors. In the great darkness of the void, it made no sense to the pilots and their fire control operators to rely solely on what they could see through their camera installations. While it certainly helped, they were given greater capabilities. And their sensors so far have not failed them.
"Bogeys continuing their course towards Belades. They reduced speed slightly. No other maneuvers in response to our approach. They are maintaining their present course towards the planet."
That was the voice of one of her men, Lieutenant Elyra Santodes. That was R-2.
The captain said, "Acknowledged. They're going toward it. They're slowing down but they're not stopping."
"They can't. They appear damaged. Except for two of the larger ships, the rest are seriously yelas," reported Elyras wingman, Lieutenant Maya Santos. That was R-5.
"Cut the language," barked the captain.
"Sorry, R-1."
"Noted." She adjusted her speed, trying to cut the distance down faster, and the rest of the lance also picked up. They followed her as she shifted slightly so that they could come behind the foreign ships.
"Rastreadora Three," she said, after she set her line to another interceptor. "Any luck at getting a reply from any of the bogeys?"
"Negative, Rastreadora One, Nothing from any of them."
The captain sighed. She looked at her sensors. She couldn't cut through the ships to get a better look at what's inside any of them. They must have shields on. Couldn't be jamming. Must be-
"Rastreadora-1, Sarana-1; why have you changed course?"
"Sarana-1, Rastreadora-1; course changed to attempt a better approach as we follow."
"Rastreadora-1; course change permitted. Continue attempts to communicate with the bogeys."
"Sarana-1; attempts to communicate return nothing. Request orders."
"Rastreadora-1; keep following. Use caution."
"Rastreadora-1 acknowledges."
The captain quickly returned to her network with the rest of her lance and said to them: "Rastreadoras, continue following and use caution. R-3, continue attempts to communicate."
She heard their confirmations. And despite her confidence in her men, she worried that something was going to go wrong. And if anything in her line of work can go wrong, something will go wrong.
And as they fell, a lance of interceptors raced toward them.
Aitanian planetary authorities, working together with the AVMC, quickly requested a response from the nearest Aitanian void defense station. Recognizing the potential threat these unknown ships posed to the security of the planet, it was determined appropriate for the deployment of interceptors.
Their mission was simple: Make sure they don't turn hostile. If they do, destroy them. If they don't, track them.
Captain Sina de la Ruñez, also known as Rastreadora-1, kept her eyes focused on the sensors. In the great darkness of the void, it made no sense to the pilots and their fire control operators to rely solely on what they could see through their camera installations. While it certainly helped, they were given greater capabilities. And their sensors so far have not failed them.
"Bogeys continuing their course towards Belades. They reduced speed slightly. No other maneuvers in response to our approach. They are maintaining their present course towards the planet."
That was the voice of one of her men, Lieutenant Elyra Santodes. That was R-2.
The captain said, "Acknowledged. They're going toward it. They're slowing down but they're not stopping."
"They can't. They appear damaged. Except for two of the larger ships, the rest are seriously yelas," reported Elyras wingman, Lieutenant Maya Santos. That was R-5.
"Cut the language," barked the captain.
"Sorry, R-1."
"Noted." She adjusted her speed, trying to cut the distance down faster, and the rest of the lance also picked up. They followed her as she shifted slightly so that they could come behind the foreign ships.
"Rastreadora Three," she said, after she set her line to another interceptor. "Any luck at getting a reply from any of the bogeys?"
"Negative, Rastreadora One, Nothing from any of them."
The captain sighed. She looked at her sensors. She couldn't cut through the ships to get a better look at what's inside any of them. They must have shields on. Couldn't be jamming. Must be-
"Rastreadora-1, Sarana-1; why have you changed course?"
"Sarana-1, Rastreadora-1; course changed to attempt a better approach as we follow."
"Rastreadora-1; course change permitted. Continue attempts to communicate with the bogeys."
"Sarana-1; attempts to communicate return nothing. Request orders."
"Rastreadora-1; keep following. Use caution."
"Rastreadora-1 acknowledges."
The captain quickly returned to her network with the rest of her lance and said to them: "Rastreadoras, continue following and use caution. R-3, continue attempts to communicate."
She heard their confirmations. And despite her confidence in her men, she worried that something was going to go wrong. And if anything in her line of work can go wrong, something will go wrong.