Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-5647250-20180114001356/@comment-24852191-20180312020929

Davis: Sir, Anomaly 337 is under attack by Anomaly 205.

Me: Helm, bring us about to starboard. Cassins will have to wait. Weapons, load the MAC and target 205.

Faulkner: Aye, sir. Coming about.

Davis: Aye, sir. MAC loading and charging up.


 * The Hansgraf and its escorting frigates come about to starboard and bare down on Elizabeth. The Hansgraf hums slightly as the magnetic coils of its MAC electrify to life. The prow of the veteran light cruiser emerges from the wind and snow near Elizabeth. As she turns, she is greeted by 500 ton tungsten slug traveling at a fraction of the speed of light. It completely blows her away. A few of her far flung remains splatter against the Hansgraf’s shield grid and fall away to the ground below.