Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20150423015312/@comment-24852191-20150429002822


 * An explosion rocks the Hansgraf, throwing Vale and I to the deck. As I help Vale up I yell.

Me: Status!

Lt. Davis: The Hell's Gate has been hit and cut in half. Some of her debris hit the port side. Minimal damage.

Lt. Grace: Sir, whatever hit the Hell's Gate left an ionization trail.

Me: Can you scan and determine where it came from?

Lt. Grace: Checking and....... SIR, I am reading sins of plasma in that trail.


 * With a frightened look.

Me: Covenant? But, how? Ready all weapons. Lt. Hawk, warn the fleet. Lt. Hanchel, throw this thing 180° to port and full ahead flank to the fleet!

Lt. Benson: Aye!

Lt. Hawk: Aye!

Lt. Hanchel: Aye!

Me: Sound general quarters.

Commander Landry: Sounding general quarters, aye!


 * Landry hits a button and the bright red revolving alert beacons come to life and start blaring that repetitive alert siren. Then, I look sternly at Vale and sit into the command chair, next to here. I press a button and a loud boson's whistle comes over the intercom. Then I speak.

Me: Now here this. Now here this. This is the Captain. All hands battle stations. I repeat, all hands battle stations. We are at Combat Alert: Alpha!