Alert! Alert!

[thespaceopera]

[bright and early one Sunday morning, proximity alarms begin to blare. could it be another set of disorienting malfunctions?

no... this one is for real. the Drift Fleet is under attack!

any ship with a scanning array will pick up a small swarm of ships--roughly the same caliber as the ships in your fleet--swooping in fast from distant space. any pilot, engineer, or communications officer who remembers those strange blips in the radar over the last several months can confirm that this is that very same group that's been following them. this time, they're not leaving room for negotiations, and they will not respond to any hailing or threats. they are on a mission.

within minutes, weapons are live, and the fleet is fired upon. suddenly, the casual drifting of the fleet turns into something much more real, and much more dangerous.

do you follow your augment's call and run to your station? do you flee your responsibilities? do you wish you could help and can't? are the captains leading or floundering, and are their crews even listening?

for a few terrifying moments, the fleet will be hammered, and Atroma is silent. you are all on your own, dear passengers. your little ships are not prepared for this, you have not been trained--and your enemies have no such trouble. a few ships are even shot down, forced to make crash-landings on nearby stations.

things look grim as the terribly-outmatched little fleet fights to defend itself... until the attacking fleet suddenly turns and bolts back into the darkness without warning.

maybe the attack was a warning. maybe they were just testing you. maybe something frightened them off.

whatever the reason, you are all left beaten and confused, without explanation at all.]


ooc post → here
this is a little event to kick off April! and it is essentially a glorified themed mingle, so there is no rush to reply to this immediately. the outcomes of the ships have been predetermined, based on the augments of the crews. all of that information and more (including info for people on hiatus and who wish to opt-out) can be found on the ooc post as well.

flourish or buckle under the pressure, help or hinder, and most importantly-- have fun!

Comments

closed to Wonderduck;

[idealistic]

during the attack;

[ the sirens rose some red flags on their own, but the moment Lloyd was thrown off his feet from impact, he knew there was definitely trouble out there. they're under attack, and with no sort of defense besides the shields, they may as well be true sitting ducks.

and with the vital equipment as good as vulnerable... ]

Dammit--! [ without a second thought, he makes a break for the engine room. the shields and life support are there, and if anything were to happen to those... well, that's not something Lloyd should be thinking about. he moves as fast as he can, getting thrown off his feet again (maybe he bumped into your character as that happened or on the way there?) before finally opening the hatch for the engine room.

he could only hope that the shields will hold long enough for them to get out of there... ]

after the attack;

[ and yet somehow, it's over. Lloyd doesn't need any sort of special scanner to tell him that the Wonderduck got hit pretty badly. thankfully none of the life support was hit, which he has Kaneis to thank for, but Lloyd can tell that he has his work cut out for him when they land at the nearest whatever.

fixing the outer damage isn't his main concern right now, though. he stumbles out of the engine room, a bit bruised here and there but otherwise alright. his main concern is the crew: even if the ship didn't get hit as bad as most others, there's still the concern for his crewmates-- if Lloyd ended up as banged up as he did, then who knows how the others fared. ]

Is everyone alright?!

During!

[wilder]

[When the sirens blared, Kaneis went straight to the cockpit. Fortunately, your pilot has actually been practicing a lot with his augment- it was always fun to him. Now it looks like the fun is paying off. He's doing his very best to make evasive maneuvers with the ship. Though considering the ship's not exactly a fighter jet- it's not 100% evasion]

[He slaps on the comm system towards the engine room]

Lloyd! You down there?!

After

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer had been knocked around a lot during the attack- however, she'd managed to escape relatively unscathed, as she'd made an effort to stay out of everyone's way. Combat was not her area of expertise... cleaning up after the damage was.

She headed to the engine room first, figuring Lloyd would be there, and held out a hand to catch him if he needed it.]

Hey- you hurt?

during aka i have no fuckin idea what im doing

[hairkink]

[ talk about a shitty introduction to his new ship. koujaku hasn't even had time to acclimate himself, and he's all but lost when he (literally) runs into lloyd while trying to find somewhere appropriate for him to be.

the ship rocks and koujaku grabs onto some protruding metal bar above his head, reaches for Lloyd with the other when he gets thrown off his feet and props him up again. ]

Whoa! You alright? [ what's going on. where are you going. deets, man, deets. ]

Closed to Paisley;

[dadlife]

[DURING THE ATTACK]

Tay! Lioriley!

[Yeah, angry!dad is running through the ship that keeps shaking with damage every few seconds. He expects Tay to be dodging them, so he's going to the bridge first to check where she is. As long as she is where she needs to be, he's running to the medbay to find Lior.]

[invigorates]

[ the blaring sirens seem to be troubling the elf far worse than the incoming attacks. each loud ring in her ears makes her wince, but she powers through it long enough to find her way out of the medbay and into the corridors of the ship to search for her crewmates.

it's there that she runs into joel - probably more literally than figuratively. ]

Joel! [ she chirps out quickly, pressing her palm to the wall when another shot rattles the ship. ] Have you seen the others? Is everyone alright?

[whereivebeen]

[ Tay was asleep, so you've got a lanky half-dressed angel speeding into the cockpit shortly after the first shudder. Man, get some adrenaline going, right? ]

BATTLE STATIONS, PEOPLE! [ shouted at the top of her lungs as she skids through the door and flings herself into the pilot's seat, taking the ship out of autopilot and employing evasive maneuvers. ]

[respired]

[Koltira races by Joel, going in the opposite direction -- towards the gunnery. He barely stops to talk, but he does growl aloud.]

This augment can finally be of use.

Bishop Action, Distress Signal to ALL SHIPS

[everydayhero]

[DURING THE ATTACK]

[hiro's on his feet as soon as the orange alarm goes off. it's sound, it's loud, and it quickly turns red once they're being fired upon. his first stop is to the engine room, trying to run as many repairs during the attack as possible, regardless of the risk of his own life.

[when it gets to be too much to handle, and the ship is too close to being gone, that's when he runs out to hit the distress beacon.]

[as soon as he does, he's looking for everyone, checking under the consoles for belthazar first since he's in the bridge.]

[arcanepower]

[Belthazar is exactly where Hiro thought he might be. There's a nasty gash on his temple where he hit something hard, and his eyes are a bit unfocused as a result. There's... a bit of blood.

He recognizes Hiro, distantly, and reaches out for him without really thinking about it.]

Hiro? Are you okay?

Tourist Action | Broadcasts to Others

[got_it_memorized]

[During the Attack]
[Axel was just minding his own business, hanging out in quarters, when the alarm sounded. A proximity alarm? What's that about? He gets to his feet to go check the scanners when the first hit comes, sending him stumbling. This isn't just someone flying too close, this is an attack! Great, just what he needs. Slapping the nearest comm terminal, he decides to see if his title does him any damn good when it counts.]

Fenris, I really hope you know how to operate the guns on this ship, because I don't think all the knives in your armory are going to help us at the moment. Ladon, wherever you are, get to the helm now!

[With that, he heads to the bridge to try and get a look outside at what's going on. He's all for a little more excitement around this place, but this isn't exactly what he had in mind...]


[After the Attack]
[Well, the good news is, the attacks have stopped and the strange ships have left. The bad news is, Tourist is limping, and her gravity generator's been hit. After checking the scanners one last time to make sure there's no attacking ships left, Axel sort of tries to swim through the air out into the hallway to go check on the other crew members. It's harder than they make it look on TV!

[He finally figures out he can kind of push himself off the walls and glide with some ease, and he makes his way to look for Solas in quarters and the mess hall, and then to the med lab to look for Asteffiel. Once he's sure nobody's dead, he's got a few messages to send, so he heads to the nearest terminal.

[Bishop, your distress signal has been received!]

Bishop, this is Tourist, are you okay? Krista, Hiro, you guys in one piece? [Please be in one piece.

[Next up, Bloodsport, Three Twins, Red Fish, Blue Fish, Wonderduck, Huntress, and First Breath:]

This is Tourist, do you guys need help? We've got a med bay and some healing capabilities if anybody's injured. [Anybody Axel's gotten to know, you'd better be okay and let him know it ASAP okok.

[Pathstone, Golden, Starstruck, Caprine, and Paisley: he doesn't know anyone on these ships, but he's not completely heartless. Well, maybe technically he is, but the jury's still out on that. So you guys get a more general WILL HELP IF NEEDED sort of message, feel free to respond if you need help, I'm always up for new CR.]

Video

[everydayhero]

Axel?

[the red alarm is still kind of going. he silenced it, though.]

We're alive, but our ship's kind of... screwed. Tim was close by with the First Breath, he helped defend us. We need to dock and make repairs really badly. There's only so much I can do with what I've got on board. Are you guys okay? Is Asteffiel hurt?

During the Attack | First Breath

[detectivewonder]

[Tim is sitting on the bridge, feet kicked up and reading when he sees a blip on the scanners, and that's enough to make him sit up straight. There are those phantom signals again... he frowns, aggravated by the unknown, but it quickly becomes obvious that this time isn't like the other time. He pauses, takes a deep breath, evaluating, and reaches over to slap on the intercomm.]

Crew, this is your captain speaking. There's an anomalous situation going on. I want everyone at their duty station reporting in readiness in thirty seconds. This is not a drill.

Cass, if you're still aboard, report to - go with Steph.

Twenty-five seconds to check-in.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ An anomalous situation. Tim, that is not helpful that all, that's actually terrifying. Or maybe it just is for Steph, who knows Tim well enough to read his tone and know just how serious this situation must be.

Thirty seconds isn't a lot of time, but it's enough for her to sprint up to the bridge, catching herself on the back of his chair so her momentum doesn't carry her into the control panel. ]

Still technically a civilian here, captain of mine. Gonna need you to tell me where you want me.

[ And also what the hell is going on. ]

Caprine action; Fleetwide broadcast throughout

[truecaptain]

[ Kanata-- Takamina was a senior member in AKB0048. They were trained to sing and dance until they dropped, but they'd never be allowed off of Akihabastar if they couldn't fight too. It was learn or die, in most situations, and gratefully being a space idol comes in handy now and then. She wasn't around for the blips before, but she does no trouble when she sees it.

It doesn't take long at all for her to take up her position in the pilot's seat-- rather asked or not. Things were scary, but normal-- Far more normal than the past near two weeks had been for her. No matter hat, she was still a member of AB0048, especially in this instance. She remembered what she had heard Yuko say over the ear piece during the battle of Akihabastar: protect the light of hope. That's what 00 did. And even in the midst of flying out of shots, it's the thing she holds onto now as the only thing she can give the other crew members and ships.]

In your position, set!

[ The words fill the cabin as she takes the quickest second to ensure the broadcast is on. It's an odd time for music to go through to most, surely, but this is what 0048 days. The sound crackles and fades but she sings strongly and unrelenting. To those hearing there might even be the smallest sensation of a calm or confident wave-- you can do this. ]

Our past experiences and knowledge
Are just baggage
The wind keeps on blowing
And doesn't leave anything behind afterwards

Search for a new road!
Don't open someone else's map!
When you look up from the ground
you'll be back at square one!

Are we dreaming?
Do we believe in the future?
With no fears,
with no regards to our limits,
throwing caution to the wind!
Are we dreaming?
As newly born kids
Let's tear off the chains that control us!
Change! Change! Change your mind!
Change! Change! Change your mind!
You don't need to know anything,
BEGINNER!

[ Your battle concert will continue as unrelenting as ever even when Caprine is hit. The music changes, but each song remains about standing up when in adversity. Even when it stops the songs stop for a few minutes before softer ones begin. If only for a few more minutes. And for anyone on Caprine, your captain is definitely glowing and there's a fabulous light-show going on in there. It's what space idols do. But, in lighter news, music! ]

[paeon]

[ O'danya is... actually rather jealous once Takamina starts to sing. She wishes she had thought of it first, but it's soon apparent that her crewmate is a bard same as she, and there's definite power in her songs. Although she can't quite pin the effects, it's useful and noticeable and between songs, O'danya begins to sing as well.

It is the Army's Paeon, meant to embolden the physical-minded and keep them refreshed and able for as long as her aetheric energies last. This one is not broadcast, but meant for the Caprine's crew alone. She isn't sure what would happen if she tried to spread her magic that far. ]

Three Twins | Action

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is right on top of his duties the very moment the alarm is going off. He grabs the controls and with great skill moves the ship out of the line of fire.] Hold on everyone! [He shouts as he takes evasive maneuvers. The joky, goofy, and clumsy Vash that has been on the ship this whole time is gone and he's become extremely focused. Between him and Tsuna the ship manages to avoid serious damage.

As soon as the attacks stops and the ship is safe Vash is turning their ship around to try to see the other ships.] Is everyone alright? What about the rest of the fleet? [He knows he saw some ships get shot down and his heart is in the pit of his stomach. Kicking himself for not being able to help them better.]

Audio to Fleet

I hope everyone is alright. My name's Vash and if you need a hand anywhere I'm happy to lend it.

[ino]

[ ... Well, she .. was not expecting Vash to actually be competent, but it makes up for Nel in the corner and Dorian throwing up, so she's up at the helm with him just kind of supervising and pointing out anything he seems to have missed.

And when it's over, she's just letting out an incredulous laugh ]

Wow. You, uh -- you really did great back there.

Three Twins | during the attack

[catamite]

[the blaring alarms were enough to get Nel scurrying to the bridge to see what was going on, but once there, the fear sets in.

the attack is frightening, of course. any kind of aggression startles and cows him... but it's the fact that he realizes what is going on and what he should be doing about it that really scares him.

he should be on the radar, helping Vash navigate, reporting to his captain what is going on. and that terrifies him. the responsibility looms up, the walls shake, and Nel shrinks back into the hall again.

squeezed against the wall, the little coward begins his retreat--eyes wide and hands pressed over his ears.

if no one catches him, he's spending the fight cowering in the bunk.]

[ino]

[ Yeah, Ino doesn't want anybody wandering off and ending up in a part of the ship that gets damaged, so when she happens to catch him slinking away, she steps back to grab him.

It's fine that he's scared, and she doesn't look like she's judging him for it. Still, her voice is firm, and she pulls him closer. You can cling if you want to, bb ]

Nel, I need you to stay up here with us, okay?

Blue Fish | During the Attack

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka might come across as a bumbling clown, which is mostly true. He's kind of an awkward dork who makes halfbaked plans that usually fall through because he overthinks them. But in situations like this? Where he has no time to think, where he has to wing his every move, he is really in his element. As soon as he's aware of the attack, the goofy side people usually see to him is gone. He's all business as he whacks on the speaker to the rest of the ship]

Guys, we got trouble! [The pieces slot into place, the battle plan forms.] Hawke, I hope you're ready to blow things up, because we have literally no way of avoiding these guys. Beverly, get the med bay ready, even if we avoid injuries we're the ones with the blood supply, we're gonna be needed, Kairi, you help her. Katara, I need you on radar, Allen, you help her and keep an eye on things while I-

[There's an explosion, a sound of metal making a horrible screeching sound. ]

While I try to keep the ship from falling to pieces.

[GO TEAM BLUE FISH, GO GO!]

Open to Bridge Folks!

[save_the_souls]

[The alarms blaring had made Allen freeze, as that sound was never something that came along with a good thing. In fact it tended to come along with terrible things. But luckily, Sokka's voice with orders come just in time before Allen could have a chance to be hit with flashbacks and terror.]

[Right. Now wasn't the chance to freeze. Now was the time to take action before they all got killed. So he shakes himself out of the freeze and responds in his communicator]

Roger!

[And with that, he's running for the bridge as fast as he can to help out. There was a job to do. They had to get through this. When he arrives, he immediately starts looking around to see how Katara and Hawke are doing.]

Caprine // Closed to Crew

[principality]

a. [It was a normal day on the normally idyllic ship. Aziraphale was in his room, reading and drinking tea he had obtained from Mor.

And then there are sirens, and the ship lurches. More than usual. Lunching wasn't an uncommon thing for a ship, but it wobbled a bit and lurched again.

He put down his book, careful to not slosh tea on it, and stumbled out toward the cockpit, mug of tea still held firmly in hand.

He manages a suprised:]

Ummmm??? Pardon???

b. [BATTLE STATIONS. HE'S STILL CLINGING TO HIS MUG OF TEA. HALF OF IT HAS WOUND UP ON THE FLOOR OF THE COCKPIT.

He looks around, worried, and the ship is buffeted by another round of fire. He stumbles, clinging to his seat.]

Oh, fuck. Crew?!?! Can we...umm. Can we return fire?!

b;

[paeon]

[ You don't even have to ask. O'danya's reactions are swift and she's on her way to the panel that she understands thanks to the thing implanted in her mind. As she sits and begins revving up the weaponry, it occurs to her that this is only one piece of a larger creature. ]

Fire is not our only concern. We'll needs must evade and gain an idea of our current situation. Firing into the dark will only do us so much good!

three twins + broadcasts

[ino]

during the battle (three twins only);

-- Shit!

[ That was a VERY loud and Not Good sound of getting fucking SHOT AT. She's yelling down the hall to the rest of the ship: ]

Alright, I need everybody up front, NOW!

broadcasts;

[ After they seem to be in the clear, her first and most immediate response is to send out messages to a few ships that contain, well, the people she would be most upset about getting hurt. That is, the Bishop, the Blue Fish, and the Pathstone. Her tone is more urgent than her newer friends may have heard from her prior to now: ]

Status report, now. Everyone okay?

[ And after that's taken care of, she'll send another message to all the other ships ]

Anybody in severe need of medical assistance please contact me immediately.

[ She figures most of the ships can easily take care of bumps and bruises with what they've got on board -- she's looking for people who are in danger of bleeding out or have severe wounds. ]

voice;

[everydayhero]

The Bishop is on its last legs, but Tim brought the First Breath over to cover us. We'll survive. We've got a few cuts and bruises here and there, and Belthazar has a concussion.

fleetwide signal | starstruck action

[noctiphile]

FLEETWIDE

[sup y'all sure are getting a distress signal with half a message attached. It's nothing special, really, just a voicemail of Mattias describing their situation as best he can before—with a loud bang—the feed cuts out.]

STARSTRUCK BRIDGE

[It's a fucking catastrophe up in here. Panels have broken loose, hoses are falling down and something's getting sprayed out of one of them, but as if Mattias knows what. He's a bit preoccupied, slamming the comm station that just decided to half explode with the latest shot. He shields himself with his arm but the fire catches, tearing through his sleeve. Scowling, he works on ridding himself of his tunic before the fabric melts.]

Comms are down!

[Alas, the fabric has melted enough to make pulling his arm out of the sleeve a bit of a hassle. He leaves it be for the moment, ignoring the fire in front of him and turning to the radar. To Oren:]

Two ships behind you, one coming from the right rear! I swear, the whole of them are attacking. It's as if they knew we were without shields.

INTERCOM/CREW COMMS

[Hi, crew. Expect a crackle over the intercoms at the start of the attack.]

Hello, it's Mattias. You may have noticed we're a bit, ah, unstable right now. That'd be because we're being attacked. Figured you should know.

[He leaves it at that but he'll respond if pinged back, albeit a bit distracted.]

Bridge | open to threadjacks! ;)

[twocomplex]

[Well, this was one way to jump into piloting. He'd done none of it on his last ship, with a pilot already at the ready-- and this one, he'd been ready to relax through autopilot until he felt like a joyride. But it figures that he'd get reassigned to be the sole pilot, on a ship with no shields, no less, and have to deal with this.

Anger and focus are clear on his face as he pushes the ship out of the nearest fire. He's been dodging as much as he could, but there's only so much you can do when there's fire in one direction and blockage in the other.

Under pressure, it's a miracle the ship hasn't been annihilated completely. Oren does well for that. But there's only so much he can do, and they sustain hit after hit, even with the crazy maneuvers and flips he's attempting. He can barely flick a glance Mattias' way when he catches fire, eyes immediately shooting back to glue to what he's doing.]

Watch yourself! [Honestly, don't backseat drive when your shirt is practically melting to you. As amazing as it is to see that training in action--] We're looking at the same screen, Messiah, I see those ships! Can't you find a way to get the comms back up?

[DO YOUR OWN JOB??]

Red Fish & Fleet Wide Broadcast (During Attack)

[blindoptimism]

A. Red Fish Crew

[unless you were looking out the window at the time of the attack, it'll probably come as a surprise when alert alarms start blaring. The speakers crackle to life and Nunnally's urgent voice can be heard. She tries to speak with the authority that she has heard Cornelia use in the past]

Everyone, please proceed to your stations! We're being a-- [a nearby explosion rocks the ship, and a gasp can be heard as she holds onto her chair. But she speaks up again as the boom dies down] We're under attack! Security officers, our only defence now is a strong offence.

Everyone else! Please proceed to the more fortified inner portions of the ship, we need to stay protected from the blasts.

[without waiting for a reply she flips on another channel. She hopes someone hears this]



B. All Ships

[that sure is a distress signal that's being broadcasted. Boy oh boy]

This is the SS Red Fish, we are without shields or a pilot, and request any aid that can be granted. [hnng, there's another pause as the ship is hit again. She makes a split second decision and then replies]

If another ship is willing to come close enough so that we could send crew members over in shuttles, then prolonged protection would not be required.

[she feels guilty for saying that without consulting the others first, but she's filled with overwhelming dread that says there's no time. And with no shields... she doesn't want to see anyone sucked out into space.]

Re: Red Fish & Fleet Wide Broadcast (During Attack)

[goldenglasses]

[Vash knows the Three Twins doesn't have a shield, but that won't stop him from trying to help. The broadcast may be a bit hard to hear as their communications officers are down, so Vash's hands are a bit full, but between the message and his actions it should soon become clear.]

This is Vash of the Three Twins! We don't have shields, but we can still fire. I'll draw their attention away to give you more time to get people off!

[And yes, soon the Three Twins is there firing at any enemy ships trying to attack the SS Red Fish and anyone who is trying to save it's crew. While Vash refuses to fire in a way that could cause the enemy ships damage that could result in fatalities he is annoying enough that most take after him.]

huntress;

[merchantprince]

[DURING;]

[The dwarf glances at the controls beeping. The hell is that? That's not good. It looks familiar though, and so he hangs around. Then... they get fired on, and the ship rocks hard, nearly sending him to the floor.]

Son of a bitch! Everybody, hold on!

[Varric swears up a storm as he launches into the controls, trying to keep the ship afloat. There's quite a bit of twisty and turny involved, but he manages... somehow. They'll probably have to dock in order to get some things back in order. But it's not as bad as it could be. He got a couple shots off during the dogfight but he's not sure how effective they were.]

[AFTER;]

[When the danger has passed, Varric ditches his spot on the bridge and goes to check in with everyone. He's also yelling into his communicator.]

We took a couple hits there, but we can still fly. Is everyone in one piece? How about the infirmary, is that still up?

After!

[hearsthesea]

[Shirley's been knocked around a little, but it's not nearly as bad as some of the fights she's lived through at home; she'll live. Right now she's in the lab, checking through inventory and seeing what's been damaged.]

Some of the equipment in the lab has been damaged, but I'm all right. How is everyone else?

golden + fleetwide broadcast

[unconfines]

during the attack

[Chaos might be a gentle word for these first few minutes. Mobilization needs to happen, and soon, or they're going to get blown out of the sky with the others. There's a Captain around here somewhere, isn't there?

Oh. This guy. It might be nearly comical, the way he glances back over his shoulder, if the situation were anything other than what it is.]

... What, you're not looking at me, are you?

[Guess who doesn't check rosters very often. Give him a second for his brain to reboot.]

fleetwide, after the attack

Well, that was an adventure, wasn't it? Nothing like a sneak attack to really get the blood pumping.

[His tone is as light and lackadaisical as ever, though someone more used to his patterns might find that there's a drop of something grounded and serious in it. He doesn't have it in him to ignore others who might need the help when the damage is almost literally right in front of him.]

The Golden is stable. And we have medical facilities to spare. [By "we," he means himself, specifically, though he isn't about to stop the rest of lab support on the ship, either.] If you need the assistance, just point the way.

during attack aka they've got this so under control guys

[recopy]

[The most under control.

Yes.

But well, fortunately it's only been a few minutes so far since the start of the attack, so they're not falling too far behind with things--kind of--though the ship's definitely still periodically keeling and swaying under the current opposing blasterfire leveled their way. By now Megaman's already had his highly one-sided fight with a corridor wall courtesy of said keeling and swaying (the wall won), but that's still not stopping him from trying to take a good walkabout of the ship proper, both to track down the vital engineering spots and...well, crewmates are pretty important too! And crews usually have a--

Oh, there's someone, right as he rounds a corner. Anders looks over his shoulder and Megaman stares back, stopping short.]

Uh, yes? S-Sorry, I know t█ngs are a bit busy--busy right now but, b▒░-- [grimacing...of all the times to be having this problem, honestly--but no, don't mind that, you didn't hear anything and he's pressing on valiantly as he draws forward a bit:] Have you seen--have you seee▓▀-- [frowns] ...The captain's name is Anders, right? Have you seen--him? [nailed it]

Golden action; fleetwide broadcast aftermath

[recopy]

during attack (how could this happen to me swells in the bg);
[Well alright then, sirens going off and the floor keeling under sudden impacts? Perfectly average Sunday morning.....in space, maybe. Still way too early for this kind of excitement though... The augment's been sitting quiet ever since he arrived, a tiny passive process running in the background of far more preoccupying things, but now something's changed--suddenly acute concern for the engine room, the shield settings, the general wellbeing of the ship all come crashing into thought, out of place but overwhelming. Aggressive foreign flagging like this would have him frowning on a normal day, but today Megaman has to concede to the common sense behind it, because they're clearly being attacked out here. And so he's sprinting around, trying to check up on those vital places, when--oh, hello there crewmate down the hall, fancy seeing you here!]

Ah, be careful, I think somebody out there doesn't like us! [Boom as a hit glances off from somewhere distant, and he stops short, wobbling accordingly with the floor.] Sounds like these guys have a lot of firepower--better find something to hold onto! So that you aren't--

[BOOM, this one much louder than the last--possibly the loudest yet--as a particularly large blast takes this perfect timing to strike from outside. The recoil sends Megaman right off his feet, ironically too late to take his own advice, and he slams into the nearest wall. Hopefully you didn't too. He really hopes you didn't.]

Ah-- [The ship keels again, leveling itself out as he hits the floor, and Megaman rolls a couple of times. Coughs--that's an odd reflex--and finds some piece or another shifting awkwardly in the back of his throat. Ah. With a bit of a groan, he starts pulling himself back to his feet.] Ow...

after attack (Everything Went Better Than Expected);
[And then the ship's stopped keeling, and the sirens have stopped blaring, and...well, actually, they could probably be a lot worse off about now.

Megaman surveys the ship at a pace that isn't quite a sprint this time, following his augment's less intense inclinations and coupling them with what he sees. For the most part, the ship seems to be in pretty good shape, which...honestly a bit of a surprise in itself. And Megaman himself seems relatively unscathed on the outside...but, upon spotting fellow crewmates and approaching:]

Hey, e-ev-everyth█g alright? You're no▒░-- [Oh my god. He pauses, grimacing.] Sorry. You're--not hurt, are you?

FLEETWIDE BROADCAST (shortly after end of attack);
Hey, is everybody alright? My ship just got hit by some kind of attack...I'm having a bad feeling some others probably did too, would that be right?

Our ship is ok...this is being broadcast from the Golden. Does anyone need an engineer, though? I am one, and I think I could lend a hand to other ships now. Just let me know where I need to go.

[hymnals]

after

[Adrasteius looks like he's been shot to hell and back, but that's mostly because his frail body can't take even the gentlest touch of physical punishment. He groans, massaging his bruised cheek.]

Oh, yeah. Nothing a little spell can't fix.

[His fingers glow white, and the bruised skin rapidly takes on a normal color.]

How about you, kiddo?

Closed to Bloodsport;

[wordmiser]

[Before and after the attack]
[The thing was beeping at her. She has a curious streak, so Jinx takes the time to figure out exactly what it is. Once that's done, she sits down and just watches the chaos with interest.

Little lights blinked, little pings ping-ed, little beeps bleeped. It was all very interesting, really.

And without any encouragement or orders, she has no intentions of doing anything about it whatsoever.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[...SO, now that Robin is sure their systems are doing good and that he can send his crew off to the four corners of the stations without risking anything, he goes back to the bridge to find... that several things on the comms panels are blinking, and Jinx is not doing anything. again.]

...So, are you going to answer that?

[pointing to what he assumes is the light for a backlog of hailing messages.]

Starstuck | Action

[lord_wizard]

During the attack

[After the crashing and rattling began, Felix was struck by a few long moments of very uncomfortable recollection of the one time he was in a real ship that was about to sink, and although his memories are muddled at best and this is not quite the same thing, it makes him quietly huddle up against the wall in panic.

Mattias' broadcast is what snaps him out of it, but there isn't much he can actually say to that. Nor is there much else he can do. Despite that, he stumbles out into the hallway anyway, intent on either finding the rest of the crew or making his way to the cockpit, whichever came first. If he died at least it wouldn't be alone.

Naturally, he one of Oren's fancy dodging manuevers coincides with his attempt to walk, and one gut churning lurch later Felix crashes more or less head first against the wall before he ends up on the floor]

After the attack

[Things are far too still for how quickly his heart is beating. The bone jarring impact of their landing, such as it was, leaves him disoriented as he stares at the wreckage. Showers of sparks and tiny fires are the only lights in the darkness.

Right. The darkness. That's something he remembers he can fix after his mind clears a little, and even injured it takes less than a thought to send out his witchlights. Dozens of tiny pale green sparks burst into life near the cockpit, bathing the area in a sickly sort of light.]

Is everyone whole?

after

[noctiphile]

[The first thing he sees are Felix's light. Pinpricks in his vision, they provide a focal point that he uses to ground himself back in the waking world. Slowly, he picks himself from the floor, half-realizing he had blacked out during the crash. Fallen, maybe? It didn't matter. The ship was still, despite the constant fizzing and sparking of various conduits and machines. Somehow or other, they had done it.

He wished it felt more like a success.

Picking himself off the ground, he closes his eyes tight, pinching his nose.]

Somehow. Let's not do that again, yes?

Pathstone - During / After

[radiantwingedone]

{ During – Pathstone }
[ The shaking was a bad sign. Sure, this place was nowhere near like what he had managed to explore of that whole mess in space last time, but no. Shaking is bad. It upsets his footing enough that when he finally makes it into the bridge, to that seat he'd poked once or twice to realize that yes, this was more or less his, he was floating rather than deal with nearly falling over. ]

Not even one day. [ His voice isn't particularly loud at the moment, just more of an angry snarl. Okay, his brain tells him he knows how to make this work, time to make sure he actually does.

It's only after he realizes that he only has control of the offense that he speaks up again. ]

I cannot shoot what I cannot see. Is there any way to get a better idea of what is going on out there? Or, perhaps, turn? [ This time he's a bit loud. It's mostly frustration, because when Duke usually is in a fight, he does so by avoiding as much as he can… and he can't do that right here. ]

{ After - Pathstone}

[ Okay that was a thing. Good to know he can work this stuff- He leans back in that seat for a moment, then gets up. ]

If anyone needs healing, I can help with that. [ But until then, he's going to pace the ship to get rid of any lingering adrenaline. And maybe sort of see what's broken. Not that... he knows about space ships but. "broken stuff here" is totally help, right? ]

During

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is not enjoying this, not at all. The Fleet has been great so far, he's lounged about, he's done nothing. But now Tek is gone and he's in charge and NO ONE SHOULD PUT HIM IN CHARGE OF ANYTHING IMPORTANT. So, understandably, he's panicking. ]

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

[He waves vaguely at the radar.]

THEY'RE COMING FROM EVERY-FUCKING-WHERE!!