An Ol' Man's Memory: Katarn Dragonbourne RP

[Mr.Fabulous]

As Kiln and the others entered the room of the Engineering bay their eyes shot up in discouraging disbelief: the whole place was more scrap than room, the interiors filled with many flash fire marks and exposed and sizzling wires that snaked violently around; most of the consoles, if not blown up from the initial power surge, were either sparking with loose connections, or were showing white-noise static on their displays; the floor was littered with parts, components and strewn-up and twisted scrap metal like foot hazards and obstacles; In a nutshell, the place was a total disaster area.


Kiln looked around the place in dismay and after inspecting the downtrodden room finally blurted out, "Really? REALLY?!"


As everyone else still scratched their heads Isaac walked towards a console and tries to makes heads and tails of the data, [color=#33FF33]"Hmmm... Another problem has arisen."


"YOU NAY-SAYER! WHAT NOW?!"


"We won't be able to guide the ship away from the asteroids without the maneuvering thrusters... and besides that, the shields are down...


"...I'll try to fix the shields, then." Isaac walks over to the other side of the room and inspects the Shielding Array Main Console.


*dives into the large mess, looking for anything needing to be replaced* "Okay, your problem. I'm tied up with the engine!" *mumbles*


"Forget the asteroids, you FRAK! The reactor's gonna blow up if we don't find a way to divert all that extra power somewhere!" Amanda goes to a group of still-working consoles trying to see anything notable software-wise.


He pops his head out of the metaphorical mountain of scrap and calls out, "You got an arc we... Nevermind. Found it." He grabs the flimsy tool and starts to weld various holes he finds.


And all of a sudden, a large BOOM erupts from a corner of the room, "Oh dear, Ryan! I told you not to touch the capacitator! Now you're all crispy!" The elderly man looks at his now-charred-black crewmember lying on the floor.


"I'll handle the preparation of the panels for sizing up!" *grabs a fusion cutter to size up the panels for the various repair jobs needed*


"So, who wants to warn me when we're about to blow up?" *laughs wryly*


Aye, I'll do it, HAHAAAH! *runs to a nearby active console to inspect the status of the reactor*


"I think we'll be able to get these online. Just give me a little bit of time... You got anymore of those robots, Katarn?"


"Yep! Elizabeth! Send in the crew, eh?" A team of robots armed with many mechanical tools and limbs step beside Kiln.


"Good! I need another pair of hands!" Eventually, Kiln's whole side of the room was being buffeted with welding and drilling sparks and sounds, a scene that looks not much different from a mining operation, "I... It's not my best work... but I think that'll hold. You weren't kidding, these are some old panels!" He inspected his hurried repair job with a bit of satisfaction. The old veteran responds with laughter.


*types several commands on her console* Okay... The systems on the shields are coming online! I'm gonna adjust the power to them!


"Shields are powering up slowly!"


"C'mon, you DAMN---!" She slams the face of the terminal with a rather large fist, which does the trick and the console starts to hum loudly.


"We've got decent protection! The shields are now at 60% integrity! *turns to some people standing around* HEY, you SLACKERS! Do something, will you?!


"...Aha. My crew has done something useful for a change! They've got the weapons online. I can direct a little more power away, giving us a few more minutes of time."


Kiln had just finished welding a large component onto a junction box on his side when his head popped up again, "Okay! The Power Coil has been fixed... Now where's that---"


"Uh-oh... *eyes his console* We've got only 10 minutes left till the reactors blow, laddies!"


"WHAT?! FRAK THIS PIECE OF JUNK!!!" *kicks a wall beside her in rage*


Another boom rings out, but this one sounds like it came from the far side of the ship. Isaac thinks for a moment before he walks to a nearby fuse box and opens it to reveal a smoking wreck, "...Oops... blew a fuse on the razor... Now power from that mount's coming back! And with that, I won't be able to fire off the thing and use up some energy!"


"GORRAMIT!"


"Are those engines ready yet? If one of the engines is operational, fire it and it'll give us some time!"


"They'll be up shortly..." *looks at the robots continuing the work* "... Well, the robots should be done by now. You tried them?"


The Junker captain approaches another terminal and starts typing commands here and there for a short while, but after several seconds pass he begins to grow impatient and smacks the table with both hands, "ARGH! It won't work! This thing must be busted, like everything around---"


"LADS! I be seein the problem!" The old veteran points a finger at a small opening that was surrounded with lots of loose wirings: it was the Power Rerouter Mainframe Room, and from its only entrance came out a plume of black smoke; evidence that the contents in it were fried and burning.


Charles eyes shoot wide open in dismay, "WHAAT?!"


"Without those rerouter couplings online we won't have even the ability to reroute power to ANYTHING, let alone engines!"


"Oh... that will be a problem... Hmmm... I wonder if the Razor fuse blowing up had---"


"Katarn! Go and try to fix them, will you?"


A sheepish smile comes out of the veteran's face as he tries to compare the tiny opening against his towering body, "Oh, lad... I wish I could, but that room be too small fer me te fit in!"


Suddenly a spark is heard from one of his assistant robots, "What the--- NO!" He quickly moves to disable the robot before it could progress to a full explosion, "Ahh... nevermind... I'll do it myself... Worthless mechs... *mumbles as he crawls back into the offending gap still untreated by the robot*


"Ooooh! Look! The countermeasures still work with some backup power in them! Anyone for a fireworks display before the grand finale?"


"Not... funny... Isaac..." Amanda rolls her eyes with hateful intent.


"Isaac! Who be able te fix the rerouters?"


"Ryan, but he's crispy now... What luck!"


The whole group descends into a momentary silence trying to see who could do the job...


... Until Charles stepped forward and said in a grim tone, "... I'll go... I'm the smallest here in the group, so I can fix the rerouters."


"Charles..."


"Heh... I'm gonna die anyway after this... Katarn! Hand me an arc welder!" He takes the tool and squeezes his way through the small opening head-first.


"Amanda! Prepare the power before Charles be done, eh?"


"... Right! I'm on it." She hurriedly goes back to the consoles and does as was asked.


"Kiln! How are the engines goin?"


"Make sure those vectors are in place so we don't melt!"


"Yes... Melting bad..." He rolls his eyes before going back to welding.


Captain Isaac... Ye know the layout o' the ship... Ye should prepare the systems reroute fer the process fer when Charles be done, eh?


Okey Dokey! C'mon boys, we've got a ship to prepare! *heads over back to the bridge with his crewmembers*


Soon, a nearby comms terminal comes alive, and Charle's voice is heard from it: burning and crackling and popping engulf the transmission in background noise apart from the static, (in an intercom) " *static* ACK! This is *static* tight! But I've found the motherboard *static* I'm gonna piece together this mess of wirings back into the unit now! *welding is heard in the intercom* "


"... I think we're good here. I think... *sighs* I'm a mechanic, not an electric magician." He steps out of the hole he was repairing and heaves to himself a breath of relief.


(in an intercom) " *static* We're here in the bridge! Everthing is ready. Make sure it's safe to go ahead with this."


"Okay! I've adjusted the power levels to be calibrated as balanced as possible, and is ready to be rerouted!


"Charles, it's your leg, now!"


Katarn looks at his terminal and he vainly tries to rub his eyes in disbelief, "ACK! 1 minute till the reactor be loosin it! Hurry, laddy!" A couple of terminals suddenly blow up from the sheer amounts of electricity flowing through them.


(in an intercom) " *static* Anyone for pancakes? Specific parts here are getting ever so hot with this extra electricity running through the wirings!" The ship interiors were now starting to increase in surface temperature from the hot wirings, baking the air very uncomfortably fast.


All of a sudden, the Junkess couldn't control her anxiety any longer, and at the top of her voice screamed, "HURRY UP, CHARLES!!!"


The reply was godsend to everyone in the salvager, (in an intercom) " *static* ... DONE! NOW, Isaac! Fire the engines!"


Amanda's skin turns pale and her body flinches upon hearing those words, "No Isaac, wait! The rerouters experience the most---"


(in an intercom) " *static* FIRING THE ENGINES!!! FIRE THEM NOW, YOU SLACKERS!!!"


It was as if time had stopped: before the reactor could've reached critical levels the salvager suddenly thrusted out, and with all that overflow of electricity coming together on the engines they pushed the ship at a breakneck speed in impulse speed alone. The power of the sudden jolt was so great the artificial gravity generators weren't enough: practically anyone who wasn't braced onto something slammed to the ground with a heavy and painful thud.


And in the same moment that the ship fired its engines the Power Rerouter Room glowed outwards with white-hot flames, the massive surge of electricity going through the motherboard was so much it made the air ignite and combust spontaneously; a blood-curldling scream is almost immediately heard from the intercom,(in an intercom) "GGYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *heavy static* "


And with herself paralyzed from shock at what quickly happened, all Amanda could do was watch in horror, "CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRLLEESS!!!!"


"LADDY!" The old veteran immediately dashes towards the flaming opening, and after grabbing the nearby feet of the Junker left inside he tugs Charles with all his might out of the room. The Junker's whole upper body was charred black and his chest-clothing was left almost completely disintegrated, while flames still licked his pants and sleeves violently, "...Ack! Get a fire extinguisher, Kiln!"


Kiln sprints towards the burning body with a chemical-based extinguisher he found nearby and sprays the entire body hurriedly. It would take a quarter of a minute before all of the flames were put out.


"CHAARLES!!! *goes to the side of the body* ... Charles! CHARLES!!! WAKE UP, FOOL!!! Wake up... you fool... Why... why didn't you..." Tears slowly drip down from her eyes as the atmosphere slowly turned from a tense one to a solemn and sad background...


"... Is he... dead...?"


Kiln makes a closer inspection of the body... Nothing was moving... " *sighs* I... think so..." His face riles up in disgust at the smoking body.


The silence was interrupted when the intercoms came alive once again, (in an intercom) " *static* Okay. That burnt up enough energy to keep us from exploding for several more minutes. Now to fix the reactor fluctuations..."


Amanda slams her fist angrily on the ground before her chest started to shudder from her sobs, "... SNIFF... Charles... It's been... so long since... SNIFF... we met... SNIFF... We haven't even... SNIFF... gotten a chance... to... SNIFF... talk... SNIFF...


"... Why... Why did it have to end this way...?"


Her arm shakily reached for Charles' charred left hand; but when her fingers finally touched his skin Charles came back to life and squirmed in serious pain, "AAAAAAAAAAAGHRRRGH!!! IT BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRNNNS!!!" He coughed a few breaths and continued squirming as he left the whole group shocked beyond recognition.


"CHARLES!!! You're alive?!"


"Urp! Oh, that's too much!" Kiln holds his mouth and stomach and hurriedly runs out of the room.


(in an intercom) "Ah! The fuel! Drain it, and the reactor can't make anymore electricity to destroy us!"


"Then what ye be waitin fer, Captain?!" Katarn's grin quickly comes back in response, "PUNCH IT, HAHAHAAAAAH!!!


How do you young lads say it? BRING THE NOISE? The Cruise engines soon flare up quickly, and the ship further jolts forward even so far as to escape the field entirely...

***several minutes pass***

By this time, the salvager's reactor core was starting to power itself down from being starved of fuel, and many of its systems were now shutting down from the lack of electricity, "Ah, I hope you can tow us back to a station... otherwise, the lack of fuel will cause the life support to shut down, again."


"Aye... This be lookin fine enough... Elizabeth! Tractor the Salvager te the nearest orbital te resupply an' recuperate, see!"


So... I'd love to get off of your death trap... *eyes his vomit in the corner* And back onto my ship... please?


"We'll be there in a jiffy, lad! HAHAHAH!"

~~~AFFIRMATIVE KATARN. INITIATING TRACTOR BEAM AND PLOTTING COURSE TO BATTLESHIP ESSEX. ETA: 3 MINUTES AND 35 SECONDS~~~

After bringing in Charles and to the Medical Bay of the Orocin on a gravitonic stretcher, Katarn dislodged the Prison Liner from the mooring claws and used his ship's tractor beams to guide the salvager safely to the stationed Battleship Essex.


Meanwhile, Kiln Barbados boarded his own ship, and, after dislodging his ship from the salvager as well, he engages the autopilot on the NavMap and proceeds to wash himself up happily from the grime he accumulated through the whole event...

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