driftfleet | it's gonna rain - and it never ends

[ It's midday, or close enough to it that the sun is blazing red hot above the planet. Everything seems ordinary - for disturbing, red-tinted values of ordinary, anyway. But the normalcy doesn't last for long.

Without warning, an explosive sound shocks through the jungle. It doesn't come from any one central point, but rather several points, scattered throughout, strategically placed to the advantage of someone. And from those massive shocks rises a wave of missiles - large, fast, and apparently, freely flying. They're guided, and they've locked onto their target: any foreign ship that is currently within Lato'li's atmosphere.

There's no way to mistake it. They're headed right for the Fleet.

The first wave feels a bit sporadic - timings might be off, but the missiles are still deadly, and if they hit, they hit hard. Shields might withstand this wave, but ships without shields will take direct hits. The ability to stay airborn is very, very quickly lost.

The second wave is much more precise, expertly timed and executed by whomever is firing from below. Even smaller shuttles get caught in the crosshairs, and those ships that lasted through the first volley will take a few more shots. If shields saved you before, they will fail here, giving out under the strain.

And the third wave comes, a little bit longer after, to finish the job. There are more of them, and they are far more advanced - they make the previous two volleys look like warning shots. This time, it's all missiles launched, all targets acquired.

Seven Fleet ships - and many, many shuttles - fall out of the sky, headed straight for the surface at alarming speed. Only four ships manage to escape the assault and exit the planet's atmosphere, retreating to orbit as fast as possible. Those lucky enough to have been in orbit can only watch as all of this happens.

But the missiles aren't the only thing up their sleeve. Just when the dust settles, while the network is surely lighting up with activity, attempts to contact one another and check on the status of fellow ships and crew, A loud, quick, terrible screeching noise shocks the network. It drowns out all communications on any connected devices - ship or personal. Ships in orbit will see all on-board systems flicker, then fizzle out, all non-emergency systems have gone completely down.

And with that.. there's silence. Perhaps too much silence. No matter what you do, no matter which buttons you press, which channels you try, there is no connection. Those who have dropped to the surface are entirely radio silent, and those in orbit have been reduced to the barest of abilities and life-support, with the bare minimum of contact.

So... What can you do now? ]

(( ooc: Feel free to use this post as a mingle for all your crashy or missile-dodgy needs!

• The following ships have been shot down: Bishop, Bloodsport, Blue Fish, Goldstone, Heron, Tourist, Twin Roses.
• The following ships are now in orbit: Blameless, Caprine, First Breath, Huntress, Iskaulit, Red Fish, Starstruck, Vanquish, Wonderduck

Good luck, Dear Fleet...~ ♪ ))

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I suppose that will have to do for now, won't it? So long as there are no negative repercussions from it..

There hasn't been anything yet. [ She had to open her mind to Justice, but... ] It just means I can use it without worrying about the pain.

We'll worry about the negatives after we're off this damn place.

Just like old times. [ There are always more immediate dangers, and it's not the first time she's put the Anchor to one side while she focussed on something else. ] I think I can work with that.

Unless you've a magic way to solve all our problems by being clever and witty, then yes.

[ A pause. ] Nothing? I was assuming there would be.

Not this time. [ Poor Dorian. ] I'm still learning the witty side of things, actually. Maybe next time there's a cannibalistic planet we can get stuck on?

Maker, I hope not. I'm hoping there's a decent planet with an ocean and a tavern. Is it too much to ask for a tavern on the oceanfront?

Dorian, when has there ever been a tavern on the oceanfront?

Never, but when has there ever been space travel? [ Check and mate. ]

Oh, you've got me. [ She grins, turning up to look over at him. ] The next planet is definitely going to be a holiday.

I should certainly hope so after this one and the end of the last.

Do you think they'd be that nice? [ She scoffs. ] Hope for the best and expect the worst.

Of course not, which is why we're here. Mourning the potential.

You know... [ She grins. ] Someone promised me a bottle of very good wine if I killed fifty of these hunters.

Only fifty? Someone wanted you to have a very good wine with a bet that low. Shall we see to it that your endeavors aren't in vain? [ Because he's ready to have your back. ]

He said if I managed fifty one I'd get a shot as well. [ But, oh, she beams, grinning at him. ] If only I had a handsome, wonderful man to share it with....

[ He sighs dramatically. ] I wonder who could ever offer such valuable expertise.

If only there was someone for me to rely on.

Dash it all, it looks like there are no volunteers, it seems I will have to be your gallant hero.

[ And he sounds so... so put out by it. Truly. ]

I'm blessed that you are so willing to make that sacrifice, ser Pavus. [ And she laughs, feeling lighter than she has in weeks. ] You have my most sincere thanks.

We'll see how you feel after we've finished it off. You may not want to thank me.

You say that as though I've never been drunk before. [ Feeling a little less like she's going to collapse, she stares out at the forest, wondering if she ought to put down a few traps, just in case. ]

But have you been drinking with me, is the question. Aside from the once, of course. [ Because girl, he will help you get a hangover you want to die from. ]

[ She could say yes, but technically it's a no, isn't it? ]

I suppose you're right. It's going to be an interesting experience, is it?

Most certainly. Especially if there is a place to visit that isn't on the Iskaulit. [ You know, somewhere with more people and an atmosphere. ]

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