Keith (
tempredmental) wrote in
driftfleet2017-10-18 01:33 pm
Entry tags:
[ voice | action ]
Who: Keith
Broadcast: Voice (shipside)
Action: Huntress (though the event mingle thread is another option for shipboard threads!)
When: During and just after the attack
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They had started their decent, despite Keith's reservations after his visit to the surface with Shiro the other day. Everything about this whole thing felt wrong on so many levels, and Keith had those damn feelings of dread back again that had come with the dreams. Don't land. Run away. Help. And it was making him super agitated. His reluctance to go back to the surface ended up with the Huntress towards the back of the group that was heading down... which ended up being to their advantage when the weapons fire started. He gave a started yell, and immediately pushed the ship to max. The Fleet scattered in an attempt to get cover and/or escape. On the nav sensors, Keith could see other ships going down, but he was focused on getting his own out of the atmosphere first.
It was a bumpy ride. Sorry. But, he was doing his best. The incoming attacks were strong and hard to dodge, each volley stronger than the last. They took some fire, but it wasn't crippling damage, thankfully, and the ship managed to dodge and climb its way back into orbit.
It had been another run for their lives... and Keith leaned heavily on the console for a moment before remembering seeing those other ships going down.
"Quiznak," he growled, hitting the comm to open a channel. It was bad. Really bad. He wasn't even sure if this was going to get through, but he sure as heck was going to try.
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Hello? Is anyone there? Everyone, check in. What ships are still up? Who's on the sur-? AAUGH!
[He was working hard to keep the panic from his tone, but the screech cut him off mid-broadcast, and then everything went dark, the ship dropping to only emergency functions. He listened hard for a response before finally saying something again.]
Anyone?
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[action]
He looked over at the comm to see if there was anything coming through. His own console was completely unresponsive. Did he look worried? Because he was worried.
"I got nothing... we're drifting."
And not in the good 'moving to another planet' way...
Broadcast: Voice (shipside)
Action: Huntress (though the event mingle thread is another option for shipboard threads!)
When: During and just after the attack
[action]
They had started their decent, despite Keith's reservations after his visit to the surface with Shiro the other day. Everything about this whole thing felt wrong on so many levels, and Keith had those damn feelings of dread back again that had come with the dreams. Don't land. Run away. Help. And it was making him super agitated. His reluctance to go back to the surface ended up with the Huntress towards the back of the group that was heading down... which ended up being to their advantage when the weapons fire started. He gave a started yell, and immediately pushed the ship to max. The Fleet scattered in an attempt to get cover and/or escape. On the nav sensors, Keith could see other ships going down, but he was focused on getting his own out of the atmosphere first.
It was a bumpy ride. Sorry. But, he was doing his best. The incoming attacks were strong and hard to dodge, each volley stronger than the last. They took some fire, but it wasn't crippling damage, thankfully, and the ship managed to dodge and climb its way back into orbit.
It had been another run for their lives... and Keith leaned heavily on the console for a moment before remembering seeing those other ships going down.
"Quiznak," he growled, hitting the comm to open a channel. It was bad. Really bad. He wasn't even sure if this was going to get through, but he sure as heck was going to try.
=====
[voice]
Hello? Is anyone there? Everyone, check in. What ships are still up? Who's on the sur-? AAUGH!
[He was working hard to keep the panic from his tone, but the screech cut him off mid-broadcast, and then everything went dark, the ship dropping to only emergency functions. He listened hard for a response before finally saying something again.]
Anyone?
=====
[action]
He looked over at the comm to see if there was anything coming through. His own console was completely unresponsive. Did he look worried? Because he was worried.
"I got nothing... we're drifting."
And not in the good 'moving to another planet' way...

Voice
[There is the silent 'wahwah' of the emergency sounds coming through, and Tyrion coughs a little.]
I don't know if everyone else is all right on my ship -- but I am continuing to breath. Mostly.
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[He just hoped they were at a good enough orbit to not get flung out into space or drop back to the planet's surface. No matter what happened, he wasn't going to be able to get it back into position if they didn't have engines.]
Are you hurt?
Re: Voice
[A heavy sigh, before he shook his head. Then winced.]
Yes. But it will heal. I am more worried about those down on the surface.
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[There was definitely worry in Keith's tone. He hadn't heard from any of his teammates from home or Shay.]
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[There's a moment of panic when the broadcast cuts off and the emergency sirens sound. This is bad, moreso than normal, and Eleanor can tell.]
Can you hear me?
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Do you have engine power?
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[Eleanor pauses. There's something she has a bad feeling about, but she's hesitant to ask. With that many shuttles being shot down...]
Is all of your crew accounted for?
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Keith? It's Kaname. Wha-- [Some static, so she waits and tries again.] What's your status?
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[He rattled it off quickly and concisely. Someone else had emergency training, too.]
We have a few injuries on board, but everyone seems relatively okay.
[Apparently, two of the elves randomly disappeared during the attack, which had left the other two mourning the losses, but at least it wasn't death? Keith wasn't sure if that was worse or better.]
What about you guys? Are you in orbit?
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Bloodsport went down. Shuttle did, too. I think they landed separately, it was hard to tell. I'm on the Iskaulit right now.
Already looking into what could be sent down to assist them.
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[Less people crashed on the surface was better.]
Also, I can't get through to any one down there. No responses. Just static and interference. I don't think we can use the teleporters to get stuff down there.
We might have to figure out drops.
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[To what there could be at least.]
Something might be at play here. There's no nor-- [Static!] --anation for this.
I'm already planning on it. Going down myself.
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Not good... I do not want a repeat of what happened last time.
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[Keith echoed that sentiment.]
I'm getting some responses, but we lost a few ships. Can you tell who's in orbit and who crashed?
[He looked over, having seen Mikleo watching the sensors and radar.]
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[Mikleo scans over the screen, counting off, getting more and more worried by what he sees - or doesn't see - by the second.]
Seven ships... I can't find seven of the ships anymore. We lost that many!?
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[Keith's voice might have cracked a little.]
I've only heard from a few so far, and they've all been in orbit.
[This was bad... really bad. And then something clicked.]
This was the hunting dream. Lyuku was the explosion. This is the one where people felt hunted.
[His hands clenched on the console.]
The ships on the surface are sitting ducks!
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...Try to stay calm. There's nothing we can do to help them until we've gotten ourselves back up and running and have a way to get down there without ending up in the same situation.
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Are you hurt? Or any of your crew?
[Priorities. ]
Re: Voice.
We have some minor injuries, but I think we're all okay. We're down to emergency systems and the comms are pretty spotty. I don't have navigational control, and our engines are out.
What's your status?
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Two of our crew were visiting other ships when we were attacked, and both of those went down.
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Did you see which ships?
[He was trying to figure that out. He hadn't seen them himself. He just knew some had, but not specifically which ones.]
I can't reach anyone on the surface.
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[He had been keeping an EYE on those ones for that exact reason. There's a certain degree of worry that's seeping through his usually optimistic tone. ]
Me either. I can't even get to their communicators. I have tried everything I can think of.
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