75th- From the ashes! La Falange D'oro

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75th- From the ashes! La Falange D'oro - Hidamari - 12-02-2012

From the ashes!
Restoring the La Falange D'oro

Contents
1. Corpse inspection

Claes Leslie (Squad Leader) played by Dii 'Hidamari' Stedman
Camilla Petrucci (Second in Command) played by 'Redon'
Esteban Alvarez (Third in Command) played by 'Ander_k'
Henrique Ferreira (Squadron Pilot) played by 'Kalan Yamato'

Preface

The "La Falange D'oro", the 'new' flagship of the 75th Mosquito squadron, given to its leader -Claes Leslie- by Martino Perez, leader of the 101st Ghosts of Razgriz.

-However-

The RM-2A class Storta is not at a condition one would consider flyable and is probably worth more as scrap at this point. With half of the ship missing and the half that remains full of holes, what will the 4 Mosquitos find inside this combat relic?

Unable to afford a Storta fresh off the production line Claes was forced to accept this vessel in the hopes of restoring it to its former glory.

1. Corpse inspection

Claes Leslie: Camilla.. Report, how’s she look..
Camilla Petrucci: Uh... huh?
Claes Leslie: The ship, you can see it can’t you?
Camilla Petrucci: The... oh, it's... it looks pretty damaged, I think.. Pretty nonetheless...
Claes Leslie: Hmm.. How bad do you think it is..
Camilla Petrucci: *sighs* I'm not an engineer, Claes... but I bet it'll be expensive to repair.
Henrique Ferreira: My god, look at this thing... I'm impressed it actually turns on. The engines really do look busted. They don't even give out any light.
Camilla Petrucci: Claes... did signor Chenzo give it to you?
Claes Leslie: No, signore Perez did.. it was recently towed here
Camilla Petrucci: Oh! Did he tell you anything about it?
*Claes breaks through the nebula and see’s the distant giant, rapid spinning worm hole*
Claes Leslie: m...madre.. look at that... what is that spinning thing...*shivers*
Camilla Petrucci: It looks scary!
Henrique Ferreira: I dunno, but I think we really shouldn't go and touch it.
Claes Leslie: *blank look* that goes without saying....
*Henrique laughs*
Claes Leslie: Th..This place is really amazing
Henrique Ferreira: I'm not sure, but the shields just turned off by themselves.
Claes Leslie: Dios...
Camilla Petrucci: What are you talking about, Henrique?
Henrique Ferreira: Oh, crap, wait. I was targeting the wrong ship. *facepalms with his helmet in the way*
Claes Leslie: hell.. what is this.. half the damn ship is missing..
Camilla Petrucci: *sighs* It's definitely not the shiniest one around here.
Henrique Ferreira: I can't detect any weaponry either.
Esteban Alvarez: Though it has some repair bots left inside
Camilla Petrucci: You know, the Fantasmi doesn't even sound so bad now that I look at this
Henrique Ferreira: Well, we haven't seen the inside of this ship yet.
Claes Leslie: Right... Im not reading any pressure signs.. you all have suits, right?..
Camilla Petrucci: W..what?
Claes Leslie: A neo skin suit Camilla.. so we can inspect it... im already wearing mine.. feels like im about to go diving.
Henrique Ferreira: Are you suggesting we have to go inside that dump in open space?... "Open space"... inside a capital ship docking thingy, but still...
Esteban Alvarez: Why not? It can be an interesting experience.
Camilla Petrucci: I can't climb out of here, what if I slip or something, and fall into that huge hole... *Camilla points at the giant spinning worm hole*
Claes Leslie: Aw, wittle baby Camiwa.. Don't be ridiculous
Camilla Petrucci: Ah, shut up... It's not funny!
Henrique Ferreira: Well, uhhh... sure, let's dive in...
Esteban Alvarez: We can split in groups, one team goes to the bridge.. The other to the engine room
Claes Leslie: Esteban, hold Camilla's hand and head to engineering, see if you can get the lights on at least. Henrique and I will head to the bridge
Esteban Alvarez: By your order, Comandante
Henrique Ferreira: The bridge... sounds good to me. Shields deactivated, preparing to jump over.
*Claes opens the cockpit and emits a boost towards the ship, activating her magnetic grip shoes on contact with the hull*
*Henrique follows behind her, mumbling to himself* "Man... something tells me this is gonna suck..."
Camilla Petrucci: *sighs* Alright, I... I can do this, and look after myself.
Claes Leslie: hm.. well first we have to find a door... Otherwise this won't go very well...
Camilla Petrucci: Okay... how do we even get in here?
*Leaving his fighter and heading to the engine section Esteban boosts over to the Destroyer hull* "I think we can use the engine exhausts"
Camilla Petrucci: E..Esteban, wait! Do you know where you're going?
Esteban Alvarez: Don't worry it'll be ok... I dont think there is anyone aboard to hit ignition and make barbeque
Henrique Ferreira: I'll try to find an opening in the top of the ship...

Claes Leslie: ah! Henrique come
Henrique Ferreira: Hmm? You found a door?
*Claes looks at a very large scorched hole in the hull* "Well.. Sort of.."
*Henrique looks at Claes and then shifts his focus to the hole in question* "What the hell?! This thing has it's hull" breached?!"
*Camilla climbs onto the ship through and looks down the exhaust port listening to Henrique on the radio* "Si, why do you think we need this suit?"
Henrique Ferreira: I never thought the breach was THIS BIG, though... Anywho, let's get in there...
Esteban Alvarez: *static* I've found a maintenance trapdoor
Camilla Petrucci: Esteban, where are you? Ah, it's dark... *she grabs some sort of flashlight from her belt, turns on a switch and watches as the light floods a part of the room* I'm in... uh, it could be a storage, I'm not sure. It's empty.
Esteban Alvarez: Follow me, I'm like 20-25 metres ahead *waves a light*
Camilla Petrucci: Ahead where? *looks around* Oh, there you are. Have you found a way out of this room?
Esteban Alvarez: Yes the doors are operable, but I've never been on such ship before..
*Henrique slowly steps into the hole in the ship* I do not like to walk in 0 g... But when I can float freely without the fear of being lost forever, it's awesome...
*Claes walks down the hole and steps off entering the ship hull, a swirl of dust sweeping around her feet as she landed, she turned on her head mounted torch*
Henrique Ferreira: Ah, you brought a light, sweet. I kinda have one too.
Claes Leslie: hm.. Ah.. Si, well I didn’t know what the ship would be like after all..
*Henrique presses a button on his helmet that activates a flashlight in the top right corner of his visor* "I love this thing... good thing I had my helmet custom-built. Anyway, where are we again?"
*Claes pulls out a navigation cube and activates it, but it does nothing* "hm.. the ships power needs to be turned on before the map will show us where we are... did you ever serve on a ship like this before?"
Henrique Ferreira: I was in a Storta before, but nothing like this.
Claes Leslie: alright well let's keep walking..
Camilla Petrucci: "Uh.. it's difficult, we don't have a map either, do we..?" *she walks up to Esteban and points the light on the door*
Esteban Alvarez: No, but engine room is somewhere not far away
Camilla Petrucci: "What do you mean, it's operable?" *she presses a dark button at the side multiple times, but nothing happens* "We'll have to open this manually, won't we... Do you.. Know how that works?"
*Esteban takes a little crowbar from his belt* Its operable like this
Camilla Petrucci: Oh... *she smiles* Okay, I guess. Don't worry about the scratches either, this ship needs more than a new paintjob...
Esteban Alvarez: You know, violence resolved more conflicts than other ways together *opens the door using crowbar as lever*
*Camilla grabs one side of the sliding door and tries to pull it open*
Esteban Alvarez: Ok with door opened. Left or right?
Henrique Ferreira: This looks like some sort of hallway.
*Claes and Henrique they continued down the pitch black corridor with only their lights for guidance, a light sparked up ahead*
Henrique Ferreira: Huh? What was that?
Claes Leslie: What's that... do you see it..
Henrique Ferreira: I dunno, I'll go check it out. *Henrique walks towards the light source*
*the light stops sparking and a door opens loudly next to him and then jams, the sparks continue for a moment and then nothing, Claes reaches for her weapon and freezes* you alright?
Henrique Ferreira: H-hey, that door... it opened by itself! This place has running electricity! The sparks must've been from a severed cable or something.
*Claes pressed a few buttons trying to activate a console* "No... it was probably just a short.. or somthing.."
Henrique Ferreira: Well, I'll try to open the rest of the door...
Claes Leslie: This console is completely dead *she moves to the doorway where Henrique is* this the one that opened?
Henrique Ferreira: Yeah, but it jammed midway. I don't think I can fit in there. *Henrique tries to slide the door*
Claes Leslie: I wouldnt put yourself in there.. if the door decides to shut you will be crushed like a grape.
Henrique Ferreira: Alright, you... hnnnggg... just open...
*Claes grabs hold of the door and she pulls with Henrique*
*The rest of the door slides in the open position*

Camilla Petrucci: Phew... *Exhales* They're heavy enough, wait. *She grabs her flashlight again and looks around* Is this a corridor?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, and I think engine room will be that way *points*
*Esteban and Camilla stood briefly at the T intersection before Esteban started walking* I say right. Please follow me, Camilla.
Camilla Petrucci: Oh, okay! *She runs after Esteban who had already walked on* Don't forget to memorize a way out of here... Perhaps there are signs on the walls?
Esteban Alvarez: Lets search the walls it's possible to find an evacuation plan
Camilla Petrucci: Si.. Don’t get to far away please, I.. *she lights along the walls trying to find something other than panels and tubes, walking past a gap in the corridor through which a ray of light enters the dark space*
*Esteban continues along corridor, searching for plan or schematic*
*Camilla looks through the light of the gap and can see a corner of her own ship in space, and billions of stars in distance* "Esteban... Esteban? Are you there?" *She turns around and looks into the corridor*
Esteban Alvarez: Si, I'm here
Camilla Petrucci: It seems like we're still right at the outer shiphull... I'd say the engines are somehwat more in the center, si? *she says as she walks back towards him* Have you found anything?
Esteban Alvarez: No, not yet, but look this power cables going to the upper deck I think this is main voltage cables and it'll be reasonable to follow them.
Camilla Petrucci: Oh... *she runs her flashlight along the cable* D'accordo... Lead the way, si?

*Claes looks down the newly opened hallway* This one might lead us further into the ship, a stairwell should be further in leading to the observation deck or the bridge.
Henrique Ferreira: How can you be so sure?
Claes Leslie: Well on larger ships the only way to reach the bridge is via lift.. or the inner stairwells
Henrique Ferreira: Ah, that makes sense.
Claes Leslie: Since the power is out, we will have to assume there will be a stairwell further in. *Claes walked on ahead, the ship made strange creaking sounds as they walked*
*Henrique continues down the hallway slowly* Well, let's search for that stairw-- *glares at the wall, and his flashlight illuminates a sort of map* Oh well, look at this.
Claes Leslie: Hm? *she looks back*
Henrique Ferreira: A schematic of the ship!
*Claes walks back down the corridor to face the wall* "Ah.. I see.. the red highlight must be where we are. It doesnt tell us which way is which.. I suppose if you serve on the ship you would know that anyway.."
Henrique Ferreira: Well, it does tell us we're in Sector D8... which is quite close to the bridge. So there must be a stairwell or an elevator somewhere to take us to it in this same hallway. Or maybe in another one connected by this one...
*Claes wipes the map and points at it looking down the corridor* That's the door we just came through that way.. the stairs are.. *moves her fingers along the map around a few corridors* Here... which is.. that way *She looks away from the map and down the hall* Come.. there might be more of these around the ship if we get lost we just need to find one.
Henrique Ferreira: Alright... Don't you think we should inform the others about this?
*Claes walks onwards* well.. go ahead amigo.. dont need to wait for me..

*Esteban reaches a set or stairs heading upwards in the same direction as the massive power conduits* Si. Look there is a interdeck stairwell here, let's try them *climbs the stairs*
Camilla Petrucci: *Camilla points her flashlight along the length of the corridor, but the light is not strong enough to fill the darkness ahead* Si... *She turns around and follows Esteban up the stairs* I wonder how long it has been like this...
*The ship creaks gently as Camilla and Esteban explore*
Esteban Alvarez: This ship is so empty-- What was that? Hear it?
Camilla Petrucci: Who knows... *She sighs and looks into an open door at the side of the stairs, However, the room is too dark to make out anything but the corners of a table in the center of the room*
*slight static* Henrique to Group Two. Pay attention to the ship's walls. There could be schematics attached to them should give you an idea of where to go. *Henrique walks in Claes's direction*
Esteban Alvarez: Grazie Henrique, we also think so, but haven't found any yet
*Camilla steps back out of the room into the staircase* Come on, Esteban, andiamo... we don't have so much time.
Esteban Alvarez: Si. I think we are just one deck away from the ship axis, It's probably the best place for engines.
Camilla Petrucci: Where do we go next..?

*Team 1 continue their search for the bridge* "Hm.. there are no windows here.. strange.. *Claes reaches another doorway and stops, looking at it, she raises her hand to stop Henrique*
*Henrique comes to a halt and looks around him* "What's up?"
*Claes kicks the doorway and it immediately moved into a closed position with only a 1/4 gap in the opening making her step back* "Ha... somehow.. I knew it."
*Camilla points her light down the dark stairs they had just climbed up and sighs with an uneasy feeling and a scared look on her face*
Esteban Alvarez: See this cables? Lets follow them and look for doorways, engine room usually have big good blastdoors
Camilla Petrucci: ... Si...
Claes Leslie: *Esteban, do you read me? its Claes.. respond please* "Henrique help me open this.."
Henrique Ferreira: Alright.
Esteban Alvarez: *static* Si comandante, how's your search goes?
*Claes moved to the door to grab it and pull it open again speaking into the radio*
*Henrique joins and grabs the door's side pulling it in an attempt to pry it open*
Claes Leslie: "Esteban, the wiring to the doors appears to still be active in some parts of the ship, be careful when crossing open doorways if it shuts when you cross you are a gonner.. tell Camilla to be careful too, Claes out"

Esteban Alvarez: Affirmative, Comandante
Camilla Petrucci: Wha.. what does she mean?
Esteban Alvarez: There's still power we should be careful.. No dashing
Camilla Petrucci: Si, I am... Up the stairs now?
Esteban Alvarez: Si. Last stairs, I think. I've also heard about security systems being installed on capital ships to prevent boarding
Camilla Petrucci: Well.. it's not like anything works around here anymore, does it?
Esteban Alvarez: We can't say it for sure, but it looks like so.
*Camilla looks back at the open door, and tries to close it with the button, but again, nothing happens* See? *Suddenly, the button lights up and the door closes, but jams half way on a broken and bent piece of plating in the ceiling*
*Esteban Hastily adds another piece of garbage to prevent the door shutting completely*
Camilla Petrucci: "Wah! That scared me..." *She runs up the stairs after Esteban with unusual ease, having no gravity pulling her back* "I guess I was wrong..."
Esteban Alvarez: "Camilla, dear, please no more button pressing, laser burns aren't in our plans, si?"
Camilla Petrucci: Si, scusa...
*The deck they had now reached looks different. It's corridor is wider and taller than the previous few*
Esteban Alvarez: "I think we get to the right place. Where now left or right, hm?"
Camilla Petrucci: I don't think that was a room we're looking for, Esteban, it looked like... a conference room perhaps, I'm not sure.
Esteban Alvarez: Si, you are right, let's check it later, maybe we'll find some documents..
Camilla Petrucci: Si, we should hurry. Do you know where to go next?

*Claes and Henrique open the jammed door and step inside, a long corridor with windows on one side was presented to them*
Claes Leslie: Well... this gives a much better impression of where we are.. the stair well should be at the end of this corridor. *Claes continued down the corridor, dust swirling at her feet as she went, broken ceiling panels with mounted cannons inside lay silent along the corridor path* "This way must lead to the bridge, look at all these defences"
*Henrique orients his flashlight down the hallway but the beam does not reach the end, he checks out the deactivated turret defences* "Indeed."
*A turret lay silent in the ceiling as they passed it, the gun arms drooping downwards towards the floor, signifying its disabled nature, right behind the turret was a large fully closed doorway*
Henrique Ferreira: This must be it.
Claes Leslie: I don't think so.. Not yet, we hardly walked anywhere... I think.. *she began looking for a way to open it* this will just lead to more corridor..
Henrique Ferreira: Only one way to find out.
*Claes looked at a panel near the lower left of the doorway*, "Help me open this panel.." *she crouched down to get a hold on a lip of the panel face*
Henrique Ferreira: Is that thing held by screws or can we take it off easily? *Henrique crouches down to inspect clearly*
Claes Leslie: We will need to pull it off amigo.. get a hold.
*Henrique holds the lip of the panel to slide it open*
Claes Leslie: Alright.. One, two.. Three! *she pulls and her shoes magnetically lock to the floor giving better grip*
*The panel cover clicks and bends before being pulled off exposing the darkened controls, the lid being in Henrique's hands*
Claes Leslie: there.. *Claes takes out her weapon carefully*
*Henrique looks at Claes's hand holding the blaster and raises an eyebrow* Err.. you're not gonna...
*she crouches to the consol and opens the back of the blaster pulling a short wire from the consol and connecting it to the weapon*
Henrique Ferreira: What are you planning?
*Pressing a few buttons on the gun the lights in the corridor flicked for a millisecond* "If I can use this to power the door we can get through, otherwise we aren't getting through this way.. we will never open the door without power. This one is a different kind of door, much bigger. The others are just general access.. this is a blast door so we must have full power to open it."
Henrique Ferreira: Makes sense. But if you want to power up this door, I bet you'll need alot more power than just a Blaster's thermal clip...
*The turret just behind them stirred awkwardly and then looked down the path the way they had just came, becoming active*
*Henrique looks behind him and sees the active turret*
Claes Leslie: uh..... that didnt work too well..
*Henrique mumbles to himself* "please don't see us, please don't see us, please don't see us..."

*Esteban looks around, a little more certain of his bearings now that he was before, the door at the bottom of the stairs remained jammed open incase they needed to head back that way.* "I think that we've reached an main deck. It lays on the ship axis, so if my direction sense is right, than we will find engines right there." *points*
Camilla Petrucci: Uh, I hope so, Esteban... Alright.
Esteban Alvarez: Don't worry, this ship gives me creeps too, but everything will be fine. trust me *He says trying to set Camilla's fears at ease*
*Camilla walks behind Esteban while lighting the floor, trying to find something interesting*
*Carefully going along the corridor Esteban leads them both into blastdoor* "Look. We've found it. Now let's think, how we'll get inside
*Camilla looks up behind and stares at a huge part of the ceiling and right wall missing, exposing broken cables and pipes*
Esteban Alvarez: Hm, if we only have a laser cutter, but we don't. And its closed.
*Eventually she arrives at the door where Esteban is standing* Oh.. wow. Now don't tell me your crowbar will work on that? *She sighs* Merda... what now?
Esteban Alvarez: No I've heard about some crowbars with +5 enchantment, but min is a simple crowbar and I also have no laser cutter
*Camilla chuckles lightly* "Keep your jokes, Esteban..." *Pointing back at the gap in the wall of the corridor* "Perhaps we can try to climb around it..?"
Esteban Alvarez: Hm si, if we can't go through doors, we should think about going through walls, ceilings or floors
Camilla Petrucci: So.. *she points at the huge hole in the wall* I think whatever did the damage... It ripped straight through the hull and walls, there's a room next to it too.
Esteban Alvarez: Si.. Let's see. You should go first, cause you are slender than me.

*Claes looked back at the turret which faced away from them currently*
*Henrique whispers to Claes* C-C-Claes... that thing is moving...
*A red torch light was being emitted from the between the duel barrels*
Claes Leslie: Uh... merda.. *She took a piece of gum and threw it gently down the corridor*
*Henrique looks at the gum as it drifts slowly down the corridor*
*Once the gum entered the Red torch light the turret activated and began to fire on it until there was nothing left. It then began to actively sweep the area slowly in a 360 arc looking for further targets*
Henrique Ferreira: Oh god, it's scanning for more things to shoot... Wait, I have an idea.
*Claes quickly turned back around as the red glow moved around towards where Henrique was standing, she was trying to disable the connection without electrocuting herself*
*Henrique is crouching near Claes, and he reaches for his belt, taking off a small white ball with blue stripes and a red dot on it's north and south poles*
*The turret stopped dead as Claes killed the connection, her weapon overloaded and exploded with a smallish pop* "Ah! cazzo!"
*Henrique realizes the turret is dead, but he still had clicked the ball* "Oh, merda!"
*Claes looked at Henrique..* "What the hell is that...... you didn't..."
*Henrique vigorously throws the ball to a small opening on the turret's top, it discharges with an electrical explosion inside the hatch making the turret fall from the ceiling the electrical discharge knocks out both of their flashlights*

*Camilla sighs as Esteban asks her to go first into the hole* Ok then... *She says unasured as she climbs through the gap carefully, pushing some debris out of the way and paying attention not to cut her suit on any sharp edges from the deformed panels and metal* -
Esteban Alvarez: I'm right behind you ready to help *he said inadvertently faced with Camilla's peachy behind wiggling in front of him, not minding one bit as he followed closely behind her*
Camilla Petrucci: *She holds a steady grip on a broken pipe while she inspects the room with the flashlight in her other hand* "Uh... Look Esteban, this could be the engine room already... at least, I don't know what this machinery is."
Esteban Alvarez: Let me see. I think cruiser engines aren't so different from transports.
Camilla Petrucci: Careful, there's a lot of debris around..
*Esteban moves closer to Camilla to look over her shoulder*
Camilla Petrucci: Come on through, amico.. *She climbs into the room*
Esteban Alvarez: Ah, we've found it. *Waits till Camilla get into the room, then follows her*
Camilla Petrucci: What are we even looking for, Esteban?
Esteban Alvarez: An engine room, a heart of a ship you can called it
Camilla Petrucci: Si, but... I'm no engineer, Esteban.. And this looks like too much work even if I was...
Esteban Alvarez: If we'll be a little lucky we can empower some emergency systems.. But it'll take lots and lots of work to make this ship run again.
Camilla Petrucci: Oh... okay, is there anything I can help you with?
Esteban Alvarez: Si lets search for a min console, so I can run some tests
Camilla Petrucci: If it works, you mean?
Esteban Alvarez: Please be careful mind defence systems, some may still work, I believe. There is power in the some wires.

*Claes and Henrique sat in silence, the lights coming through the large deck windows were the only light source available*
Henrique Ferreira: Phew, that was close.
*Claes pushes Henrique in annoyance* well done..
Henrique Ferreira: Hey, the turret was rotating in my direction! Also, what the hell? The charge shouldn't have knocked our lights dead. At most it would've disoriented the turret and would get it to kill itself....
Claes Leslie: They are electrical.. you threw an electrically charged grenade practically at yourself
Henrique Ferreira: Except I threw it on the turret!
Claes Leslie: The turret is right there! *she points at the turret maybe 2-3 meters away*
Henrique Ferreira: Ah...
Claes Leslie: forget it.. *Esteban do you read me*, Henrique you better not have killed the radios too or we are in trouble.
Henrique Ferreira: Well... it could be worse... our life support could shut off...
*Claes folds her arms* yes, wouldn't that be good..
Henrique Ferreira: But it's weird, I am absolutely sure that I packed up SMALL Electrical Grenades.
Claes Leslie: It's not 'small' you needed, its was 'LOCAL'.
Henrique Ferreira: I'll keep that in mind next time...
Claes Leslie: "Small is still several meters for electronic disturbance.. local is really small." *A minute passed and Claes had tried her longer distance radio a few times but to no avail* "I don't believe this, Esteban can't hear me.. you try."

*Camilla points her flashlight at the gap in the wall they climbed through*
Henrique Ferreira: *Henrique to Group Two, do you copy?*
Esteban Alvarez: *static* Commandant, I've got some faint signal was that you? Repeat
Henrique Ferreira: Hot dang, I hear 'em! Faintly, but still...
Claes Leslie: You hear him? I didn't hear anything.

Camilla Petrucci: I think all the wires here are broken... Perhaps on the left side of the ship? *Camilla said inspecting the wall*
Henrique Ferreira: *Esteban, was that you? Respond to this call.*
Claes Leslie: Give them a sit-rep.. we need the power on to open this door.. and tell them not to touch any panels there are hidden defences everywhere.
Esteban Alvarez: Esteban here. Henrique how it goes? *static*

Henrique Ferreira: "Ah, Esteban! Gracias a dios... uhh, we're stuck in this hallway, we're just next to a door that supposedly leads to the bridge, but we're out of power, and I kind a... screwed the electrical everything in this sector... *Claes could be heard complaining faintly through Henriques ear piece* Si.. we are lucky the door had no power to begin with or you would have shorted that too...
Henrique Ferreira: But anyway! We need power back on this hallway. And be careful about those control panels and consoles! You might've noticed that there are some nasty turrets that shoot anything that moves hidden everywhere. They probably don't recognize our IFFs or are not configured for so to begin with.
Camilla Petrucci: Wha.. Turrets?! *Camilla squeaked in surprise*
Esteban Alvarez: Got it, we are inside engine room, as soon as I'll find main console I'll try to help you.
Henrique Ferreira: Alright, roger that. Thanks a lot. Henrique out.

*Camilla attempted to settle her nerves with a question to reassure herself* There's... no turrets inside an engine room, si?
Esteban Alvarez: "Camilla it's a military ship, it has turrets everywhere" *Esteban said throwing her reassurance to the wind* "And also all important systems are doubled at least, so this broken wall wouldn't stop us from empowering this ship"
Camilla Petrucci: Oh... if you say so, si.
Esteban Alvarez: Now we are searching for a main console. Carefully. *Esteban advised her and continued to search*

*Claes stood thinking about the turret, it had shot even a piece of gum so something must have gone seriously wrong on board, Henrique closed the radio to team 2 and turned to Claes*
Henrique Ferreira: I guess they got the message.. Hm? what's up?
Claes Leslie: I think the ship was set to the highest emergency level, the captain obviously knew that anyone who was going to be alive, was in a certain location, and everyone else was a target.
Henrique Ferreira: Wait, what do you mean "everyone else"? I thought this ship was de-commissioned. Or, a "pile of scrap", as some liked to call it...
Claes Leslie: Yea, prematurely decommissioned from the looks of things.. I wonder why.. look at it.. it's clear a battle took place on this ship and around it in space.
Henrique Ferreira: Outcast space too, considering it's here in Corsica..
Claes Leslie: I saw tow markings on the front before jumping onboard, it was probably towed from the taus
Henrique Ferreira: I suppose. *Henrique opens up a pocket on the left side of his suit at torso level and gets some cylindrical figures*
Claes Leslie: The scuttle mechanism was probably.... jammed... merda.. Henrique contact Esteban.. quick! tell them not to turn the power on
Henrique Ferreira: I don't suppose we could use these... Wait, what?
Claes Leslie: Just do it!

*Esteban walks further into the room searching for the main power consol, or a secondary one to restore basic power*
Henrique Ferreira: "Henrique to Esteban, do you copy?! Dios mio, DO NOT turn on the power!"
Esteban Alvarez: *static* "Si. I won't do it until I run some tests"
Henrique Ferreira: "Don't do any sort of tests or anything, dude. Just don't touch the power."
Camilla Petrucci: ...what's wrong, Henrique?
Esteban Alvarez: On reactor status first, on wiring status second
Henrique Ferreira: Just don't touch anything.

Claes Leslie: what did he say? just tell him to wait for my signal..
Henrique Ferreira: "Just... wait for Claes's signal."
Henrique Ferreira: He says he has to run some tests first... Before trying to put the power back on...
Claes Leslie: Alright.. .Come on, we have to find a way to the bridge, maybe we can get to it from outside if we have to.
Henrique Ferreira: I told him not to run anything.
*Claes nods* If he turns on the power every turret in the place will also turn on, not to mention the potential for a self destruct to still be in count down before the power was hit
Henrique Ferreira:[/b][/color] "DO NOT do anything to the power... like... just don't touch anything that could potentially turn it on..." *Henrique said into the long range communicator with a fearful but stern tone before turning back to Claes* "Self-destruct?... You mean this ship was on a self-destruct sequence before it was disabled?
Claes Leslie: Si.. self destruct.. *Claes begins to make way back down the corridor and stops*, come on we need to get outside, we can't stay in here with no lights... unless you have flares?
Henrique Ferreira: I got some batteries... I guess these could light up any sort of conventional flashlight.*he says confidently before raising an eyebrow and follows Claes* But, why would it self destruct...?
Claes Leslie: Why would the captain give the ship to the colonials.. And yes it's too bad you overloaded the circuits so no amount of batteries will turn our lights on now..

*In the engine room Camilla walks around a corner and recognizes the enormous blastdoor, only now they were inside the engineroom* Esteban, look... this is the entrance, there must be some control panel close, si?
Esteban Alvarez: Wait don't touch it
Camilla Petrucci: Huh..? What's wrong? It's running anyway...
Esteban Alvarez: I think we haven't enough power to run blastdoor servo
Camilla Petrucci: That's okay, we can get back the way we came. Esteban, see this panel here? We could check the status on the power supply, si?
Esteban Alvarez: Camilla please wait, I'm thinking about the turrets *Esteban Notices a console with a single LED* I think I've got a jackpot. Active console on standby.
Camilla Petrucci: Turrets..? *She runs her flashlight along the ceiling and walls* I don't see any.
Esteban Alvarez: Where would you place turrets if you design this room?
Camilla Petrucci: If I de... why would I put turrets in here?
Esteban Alvarez: Lots of reasons engine crew mutiny for example, Enemy boarding team
Camilla Petrucci: *She sighs* Oh.. well, take a look on the panel? ..Do we need a password for it?
Esteban Alvarez: It's possible but not obligate, we have a big chance that crew leave ship in hurry so they leave their workstations as is.
Camilla Petrucci: Well, let's have a look, si?

*Henrique protested to Claes whom was still very unhappy about his mess up with an EMP grenade*
Henrique Ferreira: That's why we could find a flashlight somewhere within the ship and use these to power it up!
*Claes walked to the windows and looked for a crack or gap* well, good luck finding one in the pitch darkness.
Henrique Ferreira: Oh, I know.
*Not having much luck with the transparent steel windows Claes turned back down the corridor* "no good.. we will have to go out the way we.. came? huh, what is it?"
*Henrique unholsters his Plasma Repeater, and exposes the thermal clip which gives a dim light* "Oh... no good."
Claes Leslie: come on.. lets head back and hope Esteban doesn't turn on the power before we get off this corridor or we might get a bit hot under the collar *Claes holds Henriques hand for safety in the dark*
Henrique Ferreira: Oh, I just remembered!
Claes Leslie: what is it..
*Henrique swiftly searches his multiple pockets in vain of finding something* "Ah, found it..
Claes Leslie: what did you find?
*Henrique takes off a greatly glowing stick from one of his pockets* "This is a glow stick... it... glows and gives a green light. It's quite powerful, too!"
Claes Leslie: I can see that henrique.. do I see a 'Club Ibiza' logo on the base of it there.. *she points with a grin*
Esteban Alvarez: *Static* Henrique. We've found active console. What's your status? *Esteban says into his long range radio trying to contact team 1*
Henrique Ferreira: This isn't mine... this is actually my niece's... but ok, let's move. This should give us light for at least an hour and half.
*Claes lets go of his hand now that there was light* lets go that way.. *she points through a door they hadn't been though yet*
Henrique Ferreira: Sure, let's move.. I already don't like this place. *Walks towards the door*
*it seemed to be a corridor leading to the other side of the ship, there were several scorch marks and then a body the body was completely frozen solid, Claes looked away*
Claes Leslie: ..A colonial soldier..
Henrique Ferreira: Oh, @!#"/%!, N-no way! This ship was boarded?! *Henrique exclaimed in shock, standind and looking at the frozen body* "Henrique to Group Two, sorry for the delayed response. I found a glow stick in my pocket and we have light For at least an hour and 28 minutes. We came across a body of a Colonial Soldier! This ship was boarded!"
Claes Leslie: lets... keep moving..
*As henrique approached the body one of its arms fell off and shattered against the deck floor.*
Henrique Ferreira: Ew, gross. *Henrique still examines the body for any goods*
Claes Leslie: Henrique... leave the dead alone...
Henrique Ferreira: Oh please, it's a Colonial soldier. *He doesn't find anything of interest* Rats. Could've had a flashlight or something... *Henrique leaves the body alone and follows Claes*

//Part 2 will follow soon when ive got all the BBcode on the text.. a very fun task indeed >_>

RE: 75th- From the ashes! La Falange D'oro - Hidamari - 12-03-2012

*Camilla smiled as the panel lights up with a blue color and a quiet beeping sound can be heard* There!.. Let me see what it says about the ship status... *She looks around nervously* Uh... no turrets yet, si?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, and somehow I'm not dissapointed *smiles*
Camilla Petrucci: Be careful...
Esteban Alvarez: Let's see... What we've got here...

*As the console finishes its check, it displays various data, but Camilla sees the most important details stand out at the top*

Camilla Petrucci: Uh... main power generator offline, no surprise...
Esteban Alvarez: sure, secondary too
Camilla Petrucci: Shield generator offline as well, apparently it's damaged...
Esteban Alvarez: But tertiary... let's look more closely
Camilla Petrucci: Oh, security level... this looks grim, perhaps we can deactivate the turrets here?
Esteban Alvarez: I don't think so. Maybe here on engine deck. But not all around the ship
Camilla Petrucci: Hmm... are you sure? Perhaps the turrets and security standards are operated from the bridge, si?
Esteban Alvarez: No, I have little experience with a military capital ships, but control reservation to the bridge sounds logical
Camilla Petrucci: Are the others there yet..? We could... We could try powering up a reserve power source so they can override the security settings from the bridge?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, it'll empower lights whenever they stayed, I'll contact Claes
Camilla Petrucci: D'accordo, ask them if they found the bridge!.. Ah, can I borrow your flashlight real quick, Esteban..?
Esteban Alvarez: Si *gives a flash light* *Static* Enrique, Comandante! Whats your status?

*several bodies were strewn across the floor, most with several parts missing, a deactivated turret was overhead in front of a doorway that was closed*
Claes Leslie: I bet.. this must lead to the observation deck..
Henrique Ferreira: Oh boy, another one of those things.
Claes Leslie: Don't worry, it looks like it's taken its fare share of punishment, it won't be coming on anytime soon
Henrique Ferreira: So we can open this stubborn up with the panel with no danger now?
*Claes nudges Henrique* Give it a kick and see what happens first
Henrique Ferreira: Alrighty then... *Henrique takes a step back and slams his foot onto the doorway, making a very loud bang, the bang seemed to echo through the whole ship. he puts his foot down before it grips too hard on the door* I haven't done this in ages, it's almost nostalgic.
*Claes moves to one of the bodies* Henrique.. light
*the kick seemed to disturb the door enough to open 1/20 of it* Light? Where?
Claes Leslie: I need your light here
Esteban Alvarez: *Static* "I repeat. It's Esteban."
*Closes in his glowstick at the body* This is Henrique, go ahead.
Esteban Alvarez: *Static* "Whats your status?"
Henrique Ferreira: Our status... oh yeah, we're in a hallway FULL of Colonial and Outcast bodies... there's been a massacre here...
Esteban Alvarez: *We've got a working console here, will be able to engage secondary power source.*
Henrique Ferreira: OH JESUS CHRIST. DO. NOT. ENGAGE. THE. POWER.
*Claes takes the shoulder mounted weapon from the dead soldier, the man seems to crumble around the strap as she moved it*
Esteban Alvarez: *Why?*
Henrique Ferreira: Because it could kill us all!
*Camilla walks towards a generator in the center of the room and inspects it with the light* "Merda... *flicks a switch* Henrique, stop shouting!"
Esteban Alvarez: *It's liitle dark here, we can empower lights.*
Henrique Ferreira: Just... don't light this place up yet.
Camilla Petrucci: "You also need to calm down and find that bridge... It seems like the only place you could operate the turrets from."
Henrique Ferreira: Listen to a theory. What if this ship had engaged a self-destruction sequence just before it was disabled. If we were to re-enable the ship, it would EXPLODE! With... *twitches* us in it!!
Claes Leslie: Henrique.. lower your voice, be clear in your words but do not shout. give clear orders and leave it at that.
Camilla Petrucci: *Yada yada, you watch too many movies, Henrique. Did you find the bridge or not?* *The generator in front of her reaches like a pillar from the ground to the ceiling, and seemed to consist of four reactors, two of them were obviously heavily damaged, yet all four of them seemed inactive *
Henrique Ferreira: I think we did, but we can't open the door, so we turned back to explore places we can actually get into.
Esteban Alvarez: "Well it's possible, but I think it's probability is pretty low"
*Claes starts pulling Henrique a little* Come.. I'm going to use this on the door, if this doesn't open it nothing will
Henrique Ferreira: Er *gets pulled* what do you suggest? I wasn't paying attention.
Claes Leslie: Tell them the self destruct always runs on the lowest power level, any energy into the ships flow will set it off again.
Esteban Alvarez: I'll check reserve wiring *goes to an opposite wall*
Henrique Ferreira: Look, Esteban, listen. The self-destruct sequence can engage on the lowest power supply. Any energy flowing in the ship could set it off.
Camilla Petrucci: Are you crazy? Who would blow up their own ship with no way back?
*Claes moved down the corridor and set up the shoulder mounted rocket, sealing it to the flooring* Henrique take cover..
Henrique Ferreira: Because, Camilla, this ship was boarded by Colonial troops. *Henrique takes cover*
Esteban Alvarez: "The easiest way to blow a ship is to pull out control rods from a reactor, no need for any Doomsday device"
Henrique Ferreira: To avoid capture, the ship would've needed to be destroyed.
Camilla Petrucci: If we were entering a timebomb here, I believe signor Perez would've had the decency to inform us..
Henrique Ferreira: He didn't tell us that there were hull-breaches either.
*Claes fires a rocket down the corridor, it collides with the door and makes a significant bang, shaking the ground.
Henrique Ferreira: Whoa, merda!
*The shockwave is felt throughout the ship*
*Claes looks up from the launcher and set the saftey*

*Camilla feels the shock and hears the explosion through the communication* Pero! What the hell was that?!
Esteban Alvarez: Well and this man telling me not to start a power source. Henrique whats going on?

Henrique Ferreira: Claes's plan to open a door, I guess...
*The bang closed the door that was behind them shut tightly and opened the door they had been trying to open, whilst closing the door on the far end of the corridor they didnt reach yet*
Claes Leslie: Come Henrique.. before it decides to close again..
Henrique Ferreira: Sure, let's go. *Henrique walks quickly towards the open doorway* Y-yeah, Claes used a Rocket Launcher to open up a door...
Esteban Alvarez: Enlight me please
Henrique Ferreira: Well, she picked up a rocket launcher from a dead soldier, then shot it against a door to open it... Is that clear enough?

Camilla Petrucci: Are you missing your flashlight at all? *She walks back over to Esteban with a light smile* I think... I think I might've found something interesting. It seems like the generator isn't completely broken... it simply switched off to avoid a disaster.
Esteban Alvarez: By the way wiring is not so bad as we think.
Camilla Petrucci: If we could configure it to run on the intact cores only, it could at least run at about half the full potential!

*Team 1 both make their way inside the door, a small collection of outcast corpses lay on the inside of the door*
Henrique Ferreira: Oh jeez, more bodies...
*Claes looked away from them and ushered Henrique in the direction of a set of stairs she could see* This must be it...
Henrique Ferreira: Could it be?
Claes Leslie: Dio's... this is the bridge.. I thought it was the observation post.. *she looks out of the window*
Henrique Ferreira: No way! *He gets on his radio* Haha! Unbelievable! We found the bridge!
Camilla Petrucci: Finally!
*The captain was still in his chair, guards lay all around the room stone dead, as well as enlisted crewmen*
Esteban Alvarez: Good to hear that. *Sets console to standby mode* we'll ned that energy
*Claes shivered*
Henrique Ferreira: Esteban, once more, please do not turn on the energy source until told otherwise... are we clear?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, amigo I'm waiting Commandants signal
*Henrique looks around the bridge* Well, I guess no one was spared here either...
*Claes went to touch the captain and decided against it, she looked at the pad where his frozen fingers rested, a dull red blink was seen underneath his hand. When she tried to move the former captains hand away it snapped off in her hand, a shiver ran throughout her body* There still seems to be some life in this console.. looks like the self destruct was set.. I don't know how long is left on it though..
Henrique Ferreira: Can't you shut it off? *Henrique is looking around a few containers a bit far from Claes*
*squinting, Claes tried to make out the letters* Henrique.. I need light
*Henrique gently throws the glow stick towards Claes, having it float towards her*
*Claes catches the glow stick and holds it over the panel typing in a few commands she closed down the red alert setting of the ship defences*
Henrique Ferreira: Wait... crap... now I don't have light... ah well... I'll look around these shelves...
Claes Leslie: more than enough light in here, we are surrounded by windows
Henrique Ferreira: Jackpot! *he shouted with much undue excitement* I found a freakin' flashlight.

*Camilla stood before the reactor and turned to Esteban* Listen Esteban, those are plutonium reactors from the looks of it. So unless this ship was attacked in the very wrong moment... there should be enough left to get some power from it. *she speaks into her communicator contacting team 1* "Commandante... you found the bridge, si? Can you find the main control panel, too?"
Henrique Ferreira: Yep, we got confirmation... self-destruction was indeed set.. Claes managed to turn it off though.
Camilla Petrucci: What..? oh, thats great.... *She turns to Esteban again* What now?
Esteban Alvarez: And Henrique you'll be able to break down military codes and stop the countdown?
Henrique Ferreira: Already done Esteban, standby.
*Camilla leans against the wall and sighs speaking to herself quietly* I signed up as a pilota, you know..
Esteban Alvarez: Waiting for a signal, I think. We can't start anything. without blowing ship up.
*As Claes worked on the captains control panel the blinking red light turned to amber* I think I got it for real.. If not... we are all about to go kaboom.. Give Esteban the word... tell him to turn the power back on if he can.
*Henrique vigorously inserts the batteries into his newly found flashlight, goes to turn it on with success* Alright Esteban, you got the all-clear.
Esteban Alvarez: Affirmative.. Camilla restart surge protectors, please *starts console again*

Henrique Ferreira: I sure hope you're right about this... *Henrique said to Claes with a low grumble*
Claes Leslie: Me too... *she said quietly to herself*

*Camilla sighs and checks the data about her suit, displayed inside the helmet* Si...
Henrique Ferreira: What about the turrets? We have to get in control of them before the power comes back on.
Claes Leslie: Well.. that will be the operations control over there.. *she pointed at the front of the bridge* but I deactivated the red alert so the turrets should activate but remain silent.
Esteban Alvarez: Here we go... Reserve battery... and tretiary power source... it'll goes to control system... Control rods are taken away from an active zone... chain reaction goes... ok.

Henrique Ferreira: I hope the turrets in the bridge are busted, too...
Claes Leslie: uh.. not likely there was no fighting up here..
Henrique Ferreira: Wait, what about the turrets in the engine/power management room? Egh, maybe I'm worrying too much...
Claes Leslie: It's too dangerous to have automated defences in the engine room.. or at least id thought so, anyway like I said, I've deactivated the red alert status.
*Henrique crosses his arms* I guess we wait, now..

Esteban Alvarez: Surge protectors online... Control system online...
*Having switched off her magnetic boots, Camilla floats lightly near Esteban and watches him configure the generator*
Esteban Alvarez: LET THERE BE LIGHT! *flips a switch* Generator online...
Camilla Petrucci: Woah!
*The light in the bridge activates after a flicker or two, Claes looks out of the window and see's light spread across the ship*
Esteban Alvarez: Voltage is somewhat low... but it'll be enough for emergency systems
Henrique Ferreira: Haha! We made it!
*Camilla holds her hands in front of her face, blocking off the bright light flooding the room*

*A turret on the bridge descends from the ceiling into its ready position but display green lights instead of red ones*
Henrique Ferreira: Huh! *un holsters his weapon and points at the turret without shooting it, an eeire silence follows* Eh. It ignored us.

Camilla Petrucci: Ah...! I was getting so used to the dark!
Esteban Alvarez: Camilla, dear, looks like we did it.

*Claes pulls at Henrique to steady him* "easy... dont give it an excuse to shoot you.. I suggest you put that away"
*Henrique holsters his weapon back* That's one thing out of the way... but now what?
*Claes moves to the captains chair and presses a few buttons, her voice appears in the over head speakers thoughout the ship* Camilla, Esteban, good work.. looks like we have control of it now..

Camilla Petrucci: *She smiles* Good job, Esteban!
Esteban Alvarez: *static* Henrique is you are in command room already would you be so kind to download some sort of ship map.
Esteban Alvarez: I'll stay here with a machinery. Let Camilla have some rest.
Camilla Petrucci: How do you even know how to operate this... *The room was getting a little noisier with several bits of machinery starting up*
Esteban Alvarez: I used to fly up to ten different transports this systems are more durable but built on the same ideas.

Henrique Ferreira: Alright, let me just test something first. *Henrique walks towards a closed door and it opens by itself, he smirks smugly* Well, this is going to be easy...
*Claes looked around the bridge at all the bodies* I think when they towed this ship back to allied space, they hadnt yet had the time to check through it yet.. I think they were going to scrap it anyway
Henrique Ferreira: I wonder if this ship can be propelled even though it has a hull-breach.
Claes Leslie: Not likely, it will need to be towed

*From floating in the room, Camilla suddenly fell down on the floor* Aah! What the... is the artificial gravity back, too?
Esteban Alvarez: Well there is no water to rush into the breaches, so yes I suppose it is
*Getting up from the floor, Camilla dusts herself off* Beh... let's hope the ship stays in one piece, si?
Esteban Alvarez: I've heard that stortas are quite sturdy
Camilla Petrucci: I'm sure this one has seen better days...
*Henrique turns to Claes as she kneels next to the captains seat using the console, since the captain was still in the chair. the gravity reactivated slowly*
Claes Leslie: Hm, the Hi-G generator seems to be working..
Henrique Ferreira: Wouldn't that cause a de-stabilization because of the breach? The artificial gravity I mean? I'm no technical expert, but it seems like what it is...
*Claes exhales* well, that was tense.. we need to clean the place up, *she nodded to Henrique and pressed the com panel for the shipwide communicator* "Esteban, it might be better to turn off the Hi-G for now.. I'd rather ship didn't make itself unwell on purpose"
Esteban Alvarez: As you say Comandante, you are on the bridge with main controls I'm only giving some steam for this engine
Claes Leslie: Si, but I don't know the controls from here, yet.. uh.. And the captains chair is.. occupied still
Henrique Ferreira: Indeed.. There should be a Captain's Handbook somewhere.
Claes Leslie: im not sure such a book would really still exist on a ship this old

Camilla Petrucci: Does the main door work, Esteban?
Esteban Alvarez: I think so, It should open if you use that control panel with the image display
Camilla Petrucci: *A clicking sound can be heard as the heavy door unlocks and slides open slowly* Perfetto! Looks like the corridor is lighted, too.
*Henrique is searching around shelves and sorts, finding small arms, ammo, cardamine containers, batteries, but no success when it comes to the handbook* Yep, there's no such handbook. I guess I could try to find a guide on the Neural Net.
Claes Leslie: Alright, Esteban, do the shields work?
Esteban Alvarez: We can try to enpower shield generator, but I've no idea of its condition, So better not to take a risks
Camilla Petrucci: We could take a look at it, si?
Claes Leslie: Understood... we need the junkers to help us tow this thing to a more suitable
location maybe
*Camilla sits down next to the blastdoor* Hmm... to Valetta, perhaps?
[i]Henrique Ferreira: Indeed. We are not going to get much mechanic assistance here at Corsica.
Esteban Alvarez: I think so, and no way 101st will allow us use this base
Claes Leslie: We will need it towing to Omicron 81
Henrique Ferreira: Omicron 81? But why? Are you absolutely sure that that's a better idea than towing this to Valetta?
Claes Leslie: Because the shipyard there is more resource friendly, and Valeta is too crowed.. I don't want to have to spend years waiting for a repair job.
Camilla Petrucci: Crowded?
Esteban Alvarez: Non need to go to Cartagena. Valetta builds Stortas
Camilla Petrucci: Hmm.. do they repair them too?
Henrique Ferreira: Maybe we could even have priority for repairs.
Claes Leslie: hm.. I'll see if I can get towing assistance to Omicron 81, and no I don't think so.. this ship hadn't even been checked over.. a relic.. you really think we will get priority? ha.
*Camilla yawns* It's a little uncomfortable in this suit... When are we getting out of here?
Henrique Ferreira: To be honest, this suit does feel pretty tight...
Claes Leslie: I agree, they squish my tits too much.. gets on my nerves.
Henrique Ferreira: Ah---*Henrique stays quiet and pretends to be busy*

Camilla Petrucci: Esteban, let's check the shieldgenerator... perhaps it's still working?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, but we need to know where it is
Camilla Petrucci: Probably somewhere around here.. si?
[i]Esteban Alvarez: Henrique, please, check a location of a shield generator.. Combat bridge must have some ship plans
Henrique Ferreira: Oh yeah, uhh... hold on... Claes, can you get a complete schematic of the ship?
Claes Leslie: hm? oh.. yea should be able to.. *she types in a few things into the pad at the captains chair, a map is displayed in the center of the room.*
Henrique Ferreira: Sweet.
Claes Leslie: Oh.. I got a response from the Junkers, one moment whilst I deal with
this.
Camilla Petrucci: A response to what..?
Esteban Alvarez: Request for towing I presume
Camilla Petrucci: Oh! Already?
Claes Leslie: Well a response to my hails.. first of all.. I don't know what else yet
Camilla Petrucci: I sure hope pulling on one end of this ship won't rip it apart..
Henrique Ferreira: It does bring up a question, though. Why can't we call for Repair Ships or the sort?
Camilla Petrucci: Have you looked around, Henrique? This ship is a bit beyond scratches and broken hull plating...
Henrique Ferreira: Even so... But you're right.
Camilla Petrucci: I'm honestly surprised the floor under me isn't giving in, or something..
Claes Leslie: Do you know how long it would take to repair this with repair ships,
rather than using a dock..."too long" is the answer
Henrique Ferreira: Hmm-hm...
*Camilla stares at the texture of her suit's gloves, still sitting on the ground in the engine room* ...Anything on the shield, Esteban?
Esteban Alvarez: I stil didn't get an answer on my request of its location
Claes Leslie: This barge captain will not stop complaining..
Henrique Ferreira: Barge captain?
Camilla Petrucci: Hello...? Henrique? We still haven't heard where to find that shield generator, and my oxygen won't be flowing for days either.
Henrique Ferreira: *Henrique looks at the projected map* Uhhh, where are you at the moment? The engine room, right?
Esteban Alvarez: Si.
Camilla Petrucci: Si, where do you think the power came from?
Henrique Ferreira: You could've moved... *shrugs* well, it's northeast from there.
Esteban Alvarez: Ehm, deck please. the world is 3D, you know. And I left my compass at home
Camilla Petrucci: Is it.. still in the engine room?
Henrique Ferreira: *thinks* Try 4C.
Esteban Alvarez: Gracia. Let's go get this thing on track again.
Camilla Petrucci: Hmm... Okay, Henrique?
Henrique Ferreira: Yeah?
Camilla Petrucci: Is it close to our position?
Henrique Ferreira: Pretty darn close. There should be a hallway and then, to your left, there'll be a doorway that lead to the generator.
Camilla Petrucci: You mean, it's not in the engine room itself?
Henrique Ferreira: Nope.
Camilla Petrucci: Hmm... odd. Esteban? Let's take a look, Si?
Esteban Alvarez: Si, let's go. Generator looks pretty stable to me
Camilla Petrucci: Come here, Esteban! It's this corridor... *She goes around the corner and comes to another smaller door that she opens with ease, not that the power is back up*
Esteban Alvarez: Right after you *looks back over his shoulder on the genrator and follows Camilla*
*Henrique crosses his arms and examines the map thoroughly*
*Camilla steps through the door, but suddenly stops and widens her eyes as she realizes what condition the room was in, the equipment was trashed to a pile of scrap that few could identify as a the remains of a shield generator, and through a huge hole in the shiphull she could see the stars and the corsica obsidian asteroid in the background*

Henrique Ferreira: Well, Camilla? How's the generator?
Camilla Petrucci: Oh, it's uh... it's seen better days, really. *she turns to Esteban* I... don't think there's anything left to do here, Esteban.
*lower half of man, probably a technician, lays on the floor, other half is burried under remains of a generator* Si, it's a pity, but nothing can be done here.
Henrique Ferreira: Oh boy, it's FUBAR, isn't it...
Camilla Petrucci: Si... forget it, the best engineer in on Malta won't be able to fix this.
Esteban Alvarez: Lets head back to engine room
Henrique Ferreira: Good god, the Colonials really did want this ship.
Camilla Petrucci: Mamma mia... look at this man, Esteban... This must've been a horrible battle. Si.. *she walks back out after Esteban and closes the door behind her*
Henrique Ferreira: Without a shield, how are we going to transport this to Omicron 81? Probably by using the shield sharing system... but for a cruiser... no, it wouldn't do...
Esteban Alvarez: Then we will transport it carefully, without a shield.
Camilla Petrucci: *She sighs* Thank god that won't be for me to worry about..
*Claes sighs and sits down on the floor* Alright.. That's that for the Junkers, now just to wait and see what they say
Camilla Petrucci: Claes... forget the shield, the whole generator will have to be replaced.
*she grumbles* I figured as much..
*Camilla whispers* Not to mention the room it's in..
*Claes lays back* well, Junkers have a way with being able to fix just about everything.
*Henrique is still looking at the projected map on the middle of the bridge, with his arms crossed, standing up*
Camilla Petrucci: What now, Claes?
Claes Leslie: well, until the Junkers respond, I don't think there is anything left to do on this lump
Camilla Petrucci: Ah, Si... towing it without a shield will be more dangerous, too.
Henrique Ferreira: We haven't checked the quarters yet. Given this has any...
Camilla Petrucci: Of course it does, Henrique... But...
Claes Leslie: Maybe get rid of the bodies? Camilla you can't tow something with its
shield up, how do you get a line to it if the shield is on.. *Claes asked confused, staring at
the ceiling*
*Camilla sighs* And do what with them?
Henrique Ferreira: Check for anything, damage, bodies, etc.
Camilla Petrucci: I sure as hell won't carry a bunch of dead colonials in my scimitar.
Esteban Alvarez: What do you mean by rid of Comandante? Colonials can be dumped outside, but Maltese... we shouldn't do that.
Claes Leslie: Of course not, just dump them out of the nearest hole in the hull, Though I'd rather leave that for slaves to do
Henrique Ferreira: Our brothers deserve a proper funeral. But the Colonials, bleh.
Claes Leslie: And, Esteban, their bodies are so fragile due to the temperature and.. well everything, that they can't really be touched at all
Camilla Petrucci: Ah... my oxygen supply won't last for much longer, either... I don't want to risk anything, si?
Claes Leslie: That's a good point, lets return to our ships
Esteban Alvarez: Same here.
Camilla Petrucci: Come on, Esteban, it's about time! ...Do you remember the way back?
*Claes stood up and headed for the stairs down* Henrique, come..
Henrique Ferreira: Alright, let me just turn off this map... *clicks a button* done.
Esteban Alvarez: I think we will go another way, through shield generators rooms
*Henrique walks down the stairs*
Esteban Alvarez: it's much closer and have big hull breach
Camilla Petrucci: Oh.. *she smiles* Interesting... Don't forget to turn on your magntic boots, si?
*Claes reaches the bottom, stepping over a few outcast crew members and into the adjoining hallway*
Henrique Ferreira: Now where was that breach... *Henrique continues walking*
*Camilla leads the way down the same corridor and through the small door, where she steps over the debris carefully*
Claes Leslie: hm.. it was this way, *she says turning left at the entrance and past the deployed rocket launcher*
*Esteban Follows Camilla* OK thats it lets get to the surface
Claes Leslie: there is a hole here, Henrique
Henrique Ferreira: Oh cool, we can get to our ships there.
Camilla Petrucci: Bene... Now, my flashlight... *she puts it back into her belt to have her hands free, and starts climbing towards the hull*
*Claes jumps up to the cieling and gently holds herself steady climbing out onto the hull through a small hull breach*
*As Camilla arrived at a broken hull panel that must've been ripped away by a massive explosion, she looks around the outside of the ship*
*Esteban climbs few metres after Camilla*
*Henrique crawls through the hull breach and sees his ship*
*Claes continued to walk on the outside of the hull towards the side she believes her ship was left on*
Henrique Ferreira: Alright... now to just follow this wire...
*Esteban looks at the torn armour plates* Lots and lots of work to do
Camilla Petrucci: We came from further up... Ah, there! *She points at their ships moored further towards the front of the ship and down*
Claes Leslie: Ah.. There it is, *when the hull started to slop downwards Claes kicked off from the ship towards her scimitar*
*Henrique manages to use this wire to fidget himself into his ship*
Esteban Alvarez: Ah si, there they are.
*Henrique opens his cockpit and sits down on his pilot's seat* Alright, turning on shields, engines and weaponry, my ship is ready!
*Camilla takes a deep breath* Okay... here we go.. *she climbs over the edge carefully and puts one foot on the shiphull making sure the boots are working properly*
*Using the retro thrusters on her suit, Claes glided back to her cockpit and sat in the seat, closing the canopy*
Henrique Ferreira: Huh. That's weird. Some shield batteries and nanobots are missing. Bleh, nothing to worry about.
*Pressing a few bottons the light turned green marking fully pressurised, Claes took off her helmet and relaxed*
Camilla Petrucci: This is crazy! *Eventually, she stands up on the side of the ship, with only her boots keeping her in place* Esteban, come on out!
*Esteban Climbs up from the hole*

Claes Leslie: Cazzo... what a hellish place.. need a sweep of the ship to get rid of the bodies and the appearance of combat, otherwise.. could be quite the pretty thing.. it's already -far- more roomy than the Fantasmi
*Camilla looks around with a smile and admires the incredible size of the obsidian asteroid above her*
Esteban Alvarez: OK now that way, damn that hole in the sky, never want to see it again.
Camilla Petrucci: Haha.. Okay, let's go...
Henrique Ferreira: I, for one thing, cannot wait to see the Falange back in action.
Esteban Alvarez: Ok systems online, shields on, engine running
*Camilla walks along the outer ship hull carefully, making sure to always have one foot attached safely*
Claes Leslie: Camilla, back in your ship yet? *Claes asked neutrally in a relaxed tone*
Camilla Petrucci: Almost! *Eventually she reaches her scimitar, opens the cockpit from a remote as she does everytime she climbs into it* There we go!
Claes Leslie: Okay.. we will leave the Falange D'oro here in dry dock.. That is until we can get the Junkers to help us tow it
*Camilla sighs with relief* What an expedition, eh? *laughs* Is everyone okay?
Henrique Ferreira: I think I'm fine. That... took much longer than I thought.
Claes Leslie: Esteban, everything alright?
Esteban Alvarez: I think I'll be fine, just need some sleep
*Claes nods* alright.. lets head back to.. normal. space

*With her squad formed on her wing, Claes leads them away from Corsica station and out of omicron 85, back to the Omicron Alpha system, leaving the La Falange D'oro in dry dock*

Camilla Petrucci: Si... back to Malta! I'll sleep like a log, tonight.. *chuckles*
Claes Leslie: Ha! it's okay for some isnt it.
Henrique Ferreira: My goodness, I can't wait to take off this suit and call it a day. For a nebula like this, you'd think it was radioactive.
Camilla Petrucci: Oh, I'm glad it's not...
Claes Leslie: Si.. I think I could do without that.. Henrique
Esteban Alvarez: Ah, home, sweet home.
Camilla Petrucci: Finally home!
Henrique Ferreira: Not quite... still have to dock in safely.
Claes Leslie: mm.. Good job everyone.. we may have a new ship yet it seems
Esteban Alvarez: Lots of sleep for everyone.
Camilla Petrucci: It looks more like a piece of work!
Henrique Ferreira: I'm sure that baby will pay for itself in the future.
Claes Leslie: right... good work, Dismissed
Esteban Alvarez: Any long way is started with a small step
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Henrique Ferreira: Hello! Well, later fellows. I have a night to sleep.