Light it up like a fire in the night sky

[thespaceopera]

[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!! ))

Comments

[necromanswers]

[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.]

[rebuildyourruins]

[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.]

[necromanswers]

[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.]