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[As promised, Zhade calls you. He calls on the secret network, and only briefly; he's surrounded by sparks and static as his fingers fly across the keyboard, though none of this is seen. It's an urgent audio message.]

I found them! Whatever you did-- it woke them up enough that I could find them. I'm breaking through as we speak. Once I get a lock on, we have a limited-- [BZZZZTTTTT-crackPOP] -- ignore that-- a limited amount of time. The Marsiva's defenses are about to come down. Distract Atroma, fire at will, and I'll bring them home safe.

You hear me?

Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven --

[There's the sound of a transporter firing up, and more furious typing and beeping from the consoles.]

Six! Five! Four! Three, two, ONE!

[And just like that, the invisible shields around the Marsiva fail. There's a frantic pause as Zhade checks to make sure everything's as it should be.]

Interceptors retrieved safely. Now light her up! You have just a few minutes, so go, go, go!

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(( ooc: This post is to serve as a "mingle" of sorts for any damage dealt to the Marsiva, any attempted investigations of the downed security, or any other coordination! Feel free to tag each other, play out any crew interactions related to the attack, or try to come up with your own plans! You ICly only have a few minutes, but OOCly the post will remain open. Hit 'em with your best shot, Fleet!! ))

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[...Well that's rad as hell.

Her smile is imperceptible within the hood of her robe, but she's grinning anyway, watching the lightning scar across the surface of the ship. She wastes no time in following up with another spell, pointing her finger at the spot where he'd focused his lightning and casting Disintegrate at the highest level she has available. Arcane power surges from a single boney fingertip in the form of a thin green line, and when it hits the ship that energy spreads rapidly, dissolving a massive chunk of the metal around the point of contact. By the time it finishes in a matter of seconds, that section of the ship caves inward, the contents within completely gone, leaving only dust behind.

There's no time to explore, and she has no desire to get back inside the Marsiva after being trapped so long, but she can't help giving the empty hole a quick glance. There's no discernable features, though, so she just moves on.]

[Whatever she's doing, it's powerful. Thor doesn't have to be especially skilled in wizardry to tell that much. There is little time to admire her handiwork however. Thor wheels around and flies off a few hundred feet, further up the length of the ship. Stopping near a patch of scarred hull where his lightning has already made it's mark, he lifts the hammer up above his head.

Lightning crackles around him and surges up into the head of the Stormbreaker, energy loading straight into the business end of the hammer. Eyes sparking bright with fury, Thor hauls back and lobs the hammer straight at the ship. It spins rapidly towards its target like a blinding-white pinwheel, electricity humming all through it - and then it strikes home with a boom that somehow still rings through the dead nothingness of space. The hull crumples under the blow, a crater forming around the hammer's impact site.]

[Oooh, that's a good one. Lup considers the damage he leaves in his wake, watching for specific weak points that she can target, and once she has those spots in mind she outstretches her palm and fires off a Prismatic Spray. Nine beams of rainbow light blast out towards the Marsiva, each hitting a different area of the ship, across the surface of 60 feet or so, centered around the crater Thor's hammer left behind. One of the beams comes so close to him that it looks for a moment that it might go right through him, but before he can even start to dodge it bends easily around him, passing harmlessly by. The rainbow colours take shape on impact- lightning, fire, acid, ice, metal cracking and crumbling as the damage spreads. Three of the beams seem to have no effect, but the rest more than make up for it.

Satisfied, Lup flies downwards, dipping towards the underbelly of the ship to see what can be damaged there, next.]

[Rainbows, huh. Thor can't help but be impressed by the artistry of it, not to mention the destructive range. He swivels in mid-air as one of the beams comes perilously close, watching it arc around him before shooting off towards the real target. His grin is of satisfaction when the blows land; it's rejuvenating as hell to see actual damage on the hull of that godsforsaken ship.

When Lup peels off to scout the underside, Thor whips around himself and angles back towards one particular part of the ship: the windows he had scouted months ago with Castiel and the others. He has to know if that one window is still there... the one he saw the oily liquid through. Speeding past the portholes along the ship's side none of them look right. He can't see through any of them. Was it actually here, or somewhere else?

With a frustrated grunt, he spins up and makes a pass on the next level, still searching.]

[Lup has no intel or experience with the Marsiva beyond their stay onboard, so she's focusing purely on causing as much damage as is possible in the short span of time that they have. She's used up most of her heavy-hitting slots, so instead she just pelts various areas of the ship with more damage- a hefty Fireball here, searing beams of Scorching Ray there, a barrage of Magic Missiles to take out a line of windows.

There's not much time left, but until those shields come back up, she's casting. Fuck this place.]

[Yeah, Lup clearly has the assault part covered. It gives Thor the chance to actually check this - otherwise, he'd still be blasting the ship with all of his attention. In the end, he only needs about half a minute to do a loop of the whole ship and come to the unfortunate conclusion that the can't find the window. Maybe it had gone dark again.

Setting his jaw with disappointment, he hauls back on Stormbreaker and slams it into the Marsiva again with both hands, point blank. The dent it leaves is more akin to a crater, one that crackles with electricity once he directs his lightning through the hammer into the hull again.

-- something tells him this is enough. Thor yanks the axe out of the hull and speeds back into space. His instincts are right, too. After he clears the area, the shields finally come back online, quickly snuffing out the lightning that was still coursing over the metal.]

[LAME, and she was just charging up one last lightning bolt, too. She lets it fly anyway, scattering harmlessly across the surface of the shield, and as she drifts backwards to rejoin the fleet she lifts both skeletal hands and aggressively flips it off. Boo, you cheaters.

Oh well, at least she got some good hits in. And by the look of the damn thing, plenty of others did the same, Thor included. She waves in his direction; no sense in hiding, since the cat's already kind of out of the bag.]

[At least real damage was done this time. There's a savage kind of satisfaction in that. Progress. His smile may be grim but at least it's genuine.

Thor looks over to where Lup is waving at him, eyebrows going up as he finally recognises her. His mind had been entirely focused on other things a few minutes ago. He lifts a hand to wave back in turn, before whirling around and aiming his hammer towards the Blue Fish.

Space isn't the best place to chat, even if he can talk perfectly fine out here - he'll catch up with her later.]

[Yeah, she could spell-talk to him, but she's not inclined to risk getting too far from the fleet, since her flight speed is nowhere near that fast. She's lucky to have managed it for long enough to get through the assault. With a nod, she follows his lead and heads back to her own ship- and her own body, which she's spend enough time out of already.]

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