Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26535281-20161214010219/@comment-26444332-20161223014453

Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: 'Our number is roughly three thousand. While we are somewhat few compared to other ships currently stranded, all of us are combat-ready, including non-military personnel. We have temporarily lost our fighter complement, as well as most of our heavy weaponry, but ship-based armaments and our hand-held weapons are functional.' "Our forces number about fifteen thousand. We have tanks, fighters, dropships, and have transported some weapons from our crashed ships. We have created a fortified a position and are in the process of constructing our colony, a place we have dubbed Castiel. We would be willing to shelter you here." 'We too have fortified a position and are in the process of creating a temporary colony, a place we are referring to as Hinansho. And we do not use tanks.'

The comms seems to add the last sentence as an afterthought. "We would like to offer you a place here, among us. It will be far easier to survive if we cooperate. Alone, I fear we will be easier pickings for the Ravasect, and any others that may seek to prey upon us." 'If you would like to explain who or what the Ravasect are, we would be more willing to co-operate.' "Insectile beings, who are among the cruelest creatures the Alliance has ever encountered. We defeated them, and keep them low, but this hive fleet managed to slip through our net. We pursued them, as we do not want them to establish a new hive and bring an era of misery onto someone else. Rest assured, they would kill or enslave everyone here, given the chance." The comms officer puts his hand over his mic for a moment, looks at Sakura, and begins speaking in his native tongue, so as to keep the conversation from their other guests.

'We have some other faction called the Terran Alliance asking if we want to join forces, commander.'

'Another one?... get Engineering on the line.'

'Engineering comms open.'

'This is Engineering,' another voice crackles.

'Tohka, tell me you've got our flight systems back online.'

'Sorry, Lady Shinozaki. Hypercoils are irreparable without the proper parts; the impulse drivers are going to take some time as it is. The most I can give you is atmospheric flight.'

'Is the hull stable enough for that?'

'The static shields took the impact, so the hull wasn't damaged in the crash. But I wouldn't expect to be doing much of anything except falling, if anyone decides to start firing.'

'Well... when will shields be operable?'

'Static shields? Maybe a day. Defensive shields? I don't know: they got a lot of feedback from the primary ignition keys. They might be fried, and then we'll never fix 'em.'

'Get to it, Tohka.'

'Ryōkai.'

The comms officer, after a few whispered words from Sakura, opens the channel again.

'We have decided to re-patriate to a place closer to yours. We will not be beholden to you, but we will help with mutual defense.'