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| A New Heading; The Vanguard Continues | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 5 2013, 08:44 AM (1,016 Views) | |
| MacTrom | Apr 24 2013, 09:00 AM Post #21 |
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Sylandra executed the course change and watched the course plot of both the Vanguard and the silent ship run their routes. "On it, Boss." She grinned at Jenna and settled into the seat to watch. "It'll be a bit 'til we close. Time 'nuff for me to get my gear together as well." |
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| Trina | Apr 24 2013, 11:57 AM Post #22 |
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"Done." Jen grinned a little as the ship subtly shifted and changed course under Syl's hands. She'd have to change again, but that was no large concern. The hunt was on, the prey in sight and the Vanguard was far from done. Instead of making the trek all the way back to the bay, she hit the com. "Funeral detail, clear the bay and then everyone meet up in the armory." Clicking off the com, she looked over at Harry and then Syl. "No sense making a call on the team before I know they're shoot ready. Injuries might slow 'em down." Already, she was running through those she knew had survived and those who had taken injuries. With nothing more to add, she headed out of the bridge to stop by her quarters. Once there, she changed in quick fashion and was strapping on her various gear. In a matter of five minutes, she was back in the corridors and making for the armory. |
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| Grav | Apr 24 2013, 02:11 PM Post #23 |
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Harry watched the startled before him shift slightly as they adjusted course. His eyes remained locked on the sensor contact and what its response might be. He waited several long seconds, and nothing. Either they hadn't noticed or they didn't care. "Aye, you go gear up, I'll keep an eye on the prize, but hurry." he said to Syl, leaning back into the co-pilots chair comfortably. He began considering Jen's comments about the crew being shoot ready. What was the point in having them otherwise? It was something he'd need to see to. All the while, he watched the distance figure slowly count down towards zero. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| MacTrom | Apr 24 2013, 02:43 PM Post #24 |
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Sylandra did as Harry requested, expertly tapping the keys to transfer control over to his console before slipping out of the pilot seat. There was a bit of a glint in her eye as she patted his shoulder when she passed by, and exited the bridge. Making her way back to her cabin, she stopped momentarily in the galley to grab an energy drink out of the chill box. Pulling the cap off and discarding it, she took a long swig and then continued her trip. Arriving at her cabin door, she keyed in the code and stepped through when the door swished aside. As soon as it slid closed, she sat the drink on her counter before she pulled her shirt off and reached into her locker to pull out the thin, metallic armored vest there. Slipping into it, and then securing the body fitting straps tight, she then pulled a long sleeve shirt out and pulled it on as well. She stopped to check her fit in a mirror before digging her rig out of her bag. She strapped the oversized holster over her left hip, tightening it down and tying the velcro lanyard around her thigh. Pulling the heavy pistol out, she popped the short clip and tossed it on the bed before drawing out two banana clips from her bag, checking that they were still fully loaded, and popping the first one into the mag receiver on her gun. The second clip goes into her right thigh pouch. She smiles as she handles the big PLR-16 and kisses it on the tip of the barrel. "Time t' go play, Bruce." She exited the room, her gun secured in the holster, and the go bag over her shoulder. |
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| loneviking | Apr 28 2013, 12:04 PM Post #25 |
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The Sirens Call, the ship that had been the target of the Vanguard had floated quietly near Londinum. A burst of flames suddenly escaped from the Sirens Call thrusters as it went head on towards the Vanguard at an explosive rate of speed. "Fire Harpoon!" Captain Silver yelled over the ship comms as Brown pulled the trigger. The Harpoon blasted from the Sirens Call as it launched through the side of Vanguards hull plating. It didn't pierce the interior of the ship, but made enough impact to snag itself to the outsr layer of the hull. Edited by loneviking, Apr 28 2013, 03:03 PM.
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| Grav | Apr 28 2013, 12:25 PM Post #26 |
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Harry fell forward in his seat as the ship momentarily shook. He rose to his feet and leaned over the console, getting a clear view out the window of the line anchoring them to the mystery vessel. "Good. I hate it when they run." he said with a smile, before falling back into the co-pilots seat with a grunt. Tapping at the controls, he began a quick scan of the enemy ship before reaching for the comms unit. "Get your asses to the bay, our catch of the day has decided to play rough." he paused and laughed to himself. "I want their Captain alive. Kill the rest." |
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| MacTrom | Apr 29 2013, 02:19 PM Post #27 |
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As Sylandra headed toward the galley, the ship shuddered and she felt it pulled to one side. She stopped dead in her tracks and slapped the wall, causing a sharp pain to travel up her left arm as she turned back to her berth. "Gorram tal ma!! If we're boardin' her, I'd better be in EVA. Might not be a ship t' ship connection!" She turned back and made a quick trip back to her cabin. Taking the next several minutes to seal herself into the custom vacc suit, she strapped her pistol to the left thigh of the suit, dropped her magazines into the thigh pouch on her right thigh, and pocked four grenades into the belted web harness around her waist. With the helmet tucked under her arm, she made her way back to the cargo bay, armed for bear. |
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| Grav | Apr 30 2013, 12:17 AM Post #28 |
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Harry took hold of the flight controls and inched the ship a little closer. By now he could make out the lettering on her hull: Sirens Call. It didn't ring any immediate bells but the name certainly stuck. He toyed with the idea of a second ship, the crew would be spread thin but Eduardo had always shown him how people flocked to those with power. Nah. Instead Harry powered up the ships weapons console with a grin, maybe a quick tickle would let these folks know what they're in for. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| loneviking | Apr 30 2013, 03:50 PM Post #29 |
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The Sirens Call in a quick movement attempted to hover above the Vanguard, the harpoon cable whipping wildly in space. |
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| Grav | May 1 2013, 05:04 AM Post #30 |
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With one hand Harry moved a large switch up and a small screen flickered into life, somewhere above the Vanguard a pair of barrels slowly began to spin. With the other hand Harry took hold of a somewhat faded joystick and moved it around testingly as the former Captain had shown him. In response, the image on the screen moved jerkily in each direction. Good. His remaining hand free, Harry reached for the comms unit and thumbed it on. "EVA team, make your way to the top airlock, I want you across as soon as they initialise soft-seal. Rest of you hold 'em at the bay, I'll be down shortly..." he said, slowly trailing off as the shape of the Sirens Call grew larger overhead. He quickly glanced down at the screen before him, the bottom of the enemy vessel no visible and centred. Harry broke a grin, stretched his fingers and then exhaled softly. As he did so, he gently pulled on the sticks trigger. A few seconds of silence followed before the screen was filled with flashes. The spinning barrels wildly spat streams of light at the approaching vessel. What calibre or velocity rounds he neither knew nor cared. |
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| MacTrom | May 1 2013, 06:24 AM Post #31 |
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Sylandra motioned to Curtis and Landry, the two gunsters. "Get in'ta vacc suits. Might be there won't be atmo where we're goin'. Bring your heavies and meet me at the top side airlock. " She hurried to the airlock and positioned herself at the side, able to glance out the small porthole in the hatch, and watch for anyone coming across before the ships joined up. She slid the heavy helmet over her head, gave it the required quarter turn to tighten it down for a good seal and engaged the internal oxy level. Drawing her heavy gun in her right hand, she patted the extended mag and smiled inside her mask. Bring 'em on. |
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| loneviking | May 1 2013, 12:23 PM Post #32 |
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Some of the bullets from the chain gun tore into hull of Sirens Call causing pressurized air to escape into space. The Sirens Call manuvered and quickly landed directly ontop of the Vanguard. Two claw like clamps extended from the Sirens Call and dug into the Vanguard, creating a vice grip. "We're hit!" Lemon yelled over the ship comms as Mr. Mack ran with Cole to contain the pressure. "Put these on any holes you see!" Mr. Mack yelled ar Cole while handing him a suction disc. The vaccuum of space ripped wildly throughout the ship as Mr. Mack and Cole worked feverishly to peform temporary repairs. Brown and Jenkins stood in the cargo bay in EVA suits as they opened a hatch in the floor up to reveal the top side of the Vanguard. Brown began to use a torch on the hull plating of the Vanguard and began cutting in. Edited by loneviking, May 1 2013, 12:24 PM.
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| Grav | May 1 2013, 12:37 PM Post #33 |
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Harry watched with a degree of joy as sparks danced across the bottom of the Sirens Call, followed sometimes by a long trail of gas. They were leaking o2 at the very least. The fun quickly came to an end though, as the ship completed its maneuver and locked itself onto the Vanguard. Twice, the ship groaned in complaint. The odd positioning of the ships guns left them pointing harmlessly out toward the black. Very well, they'd just have to do this the ole fashioned way. He released his grip on the controls and rose to his feet, looking around the bridge until he found the locker marked.....EVA SUITS. With a practiced silence, he began piecing the suit together and attaching it to his frame. His mind raced with thoughts and tactics, gunning down the crew of this ship before slitting the throat of the Captain himself. Whatever loot they claimed would merely be a bonus. Once the suit had finally be put on, he checked the various seals and placed the helmet over his head. Turning where he stood, Harry marched off the bridge, ears keen for the muffled sounds of gunfire or shouting. |
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| loneviking | May 1 2013, 12:56 PM Post #34 |
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After a several minutes the hot torch cut through the hull plating of the Vanguard. The large piece of the plating fell to the floor of the Vanguard, causing a loud clanking bang. Brown and Jenkins dropped into the corridor of the Vanguard with rifles at the ready. They also carried a belt with several various types of grenades. Edited by loneviking, May 3 2013, 02:39 PM.
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| MacTrom | May 1 2013, 01:17 PM Post #35 |
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As the ship overhead closed, Sylandra watched through the small port, the hull beyond getting closer and closer. Doesn't look like they's gonna match up. She studied the ceiling overhead until there was a sparkling and spray of hot metal cascading down further along the corridor. She hit the intercom button next to the airlock's controls. "They're comin' in through the ceilin'. Get your arses up here!" She crouched down into a corner and brought her pistol up, switching to full auto. The heavy square of hull metal clattered down, followed by two suited thugs. Her gun opened up, spraying .223 AP at the figures, catching one of them off balance and twisting him around. |
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But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interestin' right about now ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | |
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| loneviking | May 1 2013, 02:05 PM Post #36 |
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Brown was hit with the bullet spray and immediately went down. Jenkins responded by rolling to a cover wall and firing at Sylandra. Bullets exploded into the wall all around her. Jenkins then threw an incendiary grenade at her while yelling. "Burn Bitch!" |
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| MacTrom | May 2 2013, 09:34 AM Post #37 |
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Sylandra ducks slightly as return fire spark off the bulkhead inches from her helmet, as well as one that glances off the shoulder of her armor. She sees the man roll and tug a grenade and primes it. All in or die.
And as he lobs the cylinder, she uncoils and mad-dashes right at him, the red banded grenade flying past her as she zigs. At almost point blank she short bursts him and then dives for his chest. "Not in my life!" The blast from the fire bomb increases her forward momentum as she collides with her target. [- actually, I don't think incendiary grenades explode, but rather just burn intensely. -]
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But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interestin' right about now ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | |
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| loneviking | May 2 2013, 03:51 PM Post #38 |
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Sylandra blasted a hole through Jenkin's chest as he howled in pain. The flames from the incendiary grenade were intense as they licked Sylandra's back. Jenkins wrestled with her on the ground and blood sprayed out of him from the gunshot wound. He over powered her grasp on her weapon and it slid down the hallway away from them. Jenkins then rolled ontop of her, pulling a knife from his boot and prepared to gut her. Sylandra saw the spark of gunfire out of the corner of her eye as Curtis and Landry were blown away. Brown was still alive and he went to fire on Sylandra when Deleon came out of the shadows and blasted Brown's brain matter everywhere. Deleon had a wild grin on his face as he went to shoot Jenkins who was on top of Sylandra. Before Deleon could act, a Knife was thrown by Jenkins and impaled him in the chest. Blood spurted from his mouth and torso as he fell to his knees, wide eyed and looking at Sylandra and then to the ground. Jenkins then focused on removing Sylandra's helmet, his strength weaking from his wound that was covering Sylandra in red. Edited by loneviking, May 3 2013, 02:22 PM.
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| Grav | May 2 2013, 11:22 PM Post #39 |
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Harry marched intently through the halls of the Vanguard, no, his ship - he corrected himself. A wry smile grew across his face, all but hidden behind the helmet of his EVA suit. A small mic at the front transmitted external sounds rather clearly, and Harry was simply following the sounds of gunfire, screaming and the odd explosion. Whatever was going on, it sounded like his sort of party. Turning a corner, he found himself looking at Deleon, the man was on his knees and gargling blood like it was going out of style. The lifeless glaze to his eyes was nothing new. Harry increased his pace, making his way toward the man before arriving at another junction. Following his line of sight, Harry pocked his helmeted nose around the next corner, and couldn't help but grin at the sight before him. Syl and found herself a new friendly, seemed to be into the kinky stuff too, but sure the best ones always were. He approached the pair quietly, the loud thuds of his EVA suit boots slightly ruining the effect. Reaching down with one hand, he gripped Jenkins by the neck and began squeezing tightly. His suited fingers wrapped around the chaps thin neck and made contact on the others side. With a grunt, he lifted the man off of his pilot and into the air, before throwing him sideways against the wall. He pointed his other gloved hand down to Syl, palm open, offering her a hand up. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| MacTrom | May 3 2013, 02:25 AM Post #40 |
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Sylandra grinned at the effort that the thug was putting in trying to gather his hands around the base of her helmet, while he bled out. She dug her hand into the gaping hole on his suit and pulled at the soft flesh inside it, twisting as she did. "You wanna get all kinky and all... Maybe like a little o' this too?"
Edited by loneviking, May 3 2013, 02:26 PM.
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