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<p class="MsoNormal">Reaching over Morgan deactivated the terminal and pushed
herself up from her desk.<span style=""> </span>She had just
finished a brief conversation with Fleet Captain Hawke and it seemed as though
he had a very promising plan of attack.<span style="">
</span>Stepping out and around desk, she headed to the bridge.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">As the side door slid open Boyle turned in the center chair
before jumping up and returning to the Science console, "Captain, we
received a final transmission from Fleet Captain Hawke... looks like final
headings for the battle." </p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Savok handed the CSO a small pad, "Here we go..."
he said passing the pad along to Morgan.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">"Enlightening." Morgan replied. "Since Yorktown and the Intrepid are the more maneuverable ships
of Delta Team, we get to play interceptors."<span style=""> </span>She turned towards the Andorian at the helm.
"We chase them down, pounce and leave them in pieces."</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Boyle rounded the edge of the Science console and tapped
Traxler on the shoulder, relieving him of his bridge duty, "We should have
the Nausicaans on sensors any moment now..." he turned around and pulled
up his viewfinder.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Morgan turned to look at Cameron siting at the Armory
station.<span style=""> </span>"Be ready on the trigger
Nat.<span style=""> </span>Any one of those raiders gets past
the Shenandoah or the Republic take it out."</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">"Got'em..." Boyle said staring into the scope,
"bunch of 'em..."</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Throwing a look back a Boyle she said, "how many would
you say makes a bunch?"</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">"Less than a bushel," Boyle smiled, "but more
than a peck..."</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Morgan gave him a bemused smile. "Ha."<span style=""> </span>It was then that she heard the tell tale snap
of the open comm line.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">=/\=Ten seconds.....…five, four, three, two, one.=/\=</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">There was a moment of silence.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">=/\=All ships,=/\= came Fleet Captain Hawke over the
intercom, =/\=Engage and destroy.<span style=""> </span>Fire
at will.=/\=</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">In a blinding flash the fleet of Nausicaans was forced out
of warp and back into real space directly in front of Shenandoah like a wave
breaking on a beach. Hammers and raiders swept past the lead ship firing
sporadically on the upper and lower hulls before turning toward the rest of the
fleet like hornets.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Shenandoah opened up on the first Supersabre as she
approached the Fleet Captain’s ship at breakneck speed, the transition to
subluminal speeds causing multiple ripples to race across the Nausicaan ship.
Phase cannons and photonic torpedoes ripped in to the leading edge of the
massive raider until the hull split open.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">To her credit the Shenandoah stood her ground until the
debris began bouncing off her hull. Republic followed close, pulling a reverse
delta to avoid the exploding warp core, firing her phase cannons to push the
wreckage away from the flag ship.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The second Supersabre broke hard to port to put extra
distance from the fleet before launching additional hammers to harass the
attacking fleet. Republic took several hits to the saucer before recovering her
position.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">==Yorktown
Bridge==</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh. frak me…” Morgan breathed out. She grabbed the arm of
the chair as she felt Yorktown shift under Java’s firm hand. “George, who the
hell taught you how to count?” </p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Shenandoah’s hurt.” Boyle called out, gripping his console
while still looking directly into his viewfinder.<span style=""> </span>“She’s listing a bit--” the ship took a hard
turn to starboard to avoid a disruptor blast, knocking his head into the dull
edge.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Morgan braced herself in the chair as she started to slip. </p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“They look confused Captain, six raiders bearing
three-three-oh mark two-nine-zero ((OOC: Forward, Left, Below)), they’re
slipping past…” Boyle continued.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Java, attack pattern delta one.<span style=""> </span>Cameron, open fire!”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">They watched as the Shenandoah regained composure and turned
back toward the remaining Nausicaans, blasting through the lighter armored
ships with little trouble.</p>
<br clear="all">~~~~<br>Captain Rece Morgan<br>Commanding Officer<br>NX-05 Yorktown: The Fighting Lady<br><br><font color="#000000" face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Lt. Com. George Boyle<br>XO/Chief Science Officer<br>
NX-05 Yorktown<br>"The Fighting Lady"</font><br><br><br>Lt<br>-- <br>RM<br><br>"Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us."<br>
-Calvin & Hobbes<br>