Post by lorddemon on Oct 5, 2007 6:54:31 GMT
Aboard the Dauntless Class cruiser Divine Sight, on deep space patrol in the vicinity of the Carelia sub-sector.
Ensign Williams was observing sensors. The bridge was quiet. They had not encountered anything for weeks, and the crew was becoming used to the silence of empty space. Williams was spending his time with a deck of cards, amusing himself with simple games when the contact alarm rang. Almost immediately servitors nearby began to report the contact sighting.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 344-95, extreme range, escort vessel. Energy transmisssion detected, bearing 344-96, extreme range, escort vessel. Energy transmission detected, bearing 345-95 , extreme range, escort vessel."
Williams ordered the logic systems to compare the transmission to known ship patterns. There shouldn't be any Imperial Navy ships here, so that left the possibility of raiders or xenos. He waited while the logic engines examined and compared emissions with known patterns.
Captain Naike arrived to bridge soon after.
"Ensign, report." was shouted as soon as he entered the doorway.
"Sir, we have detected three escort size vessels. The logic engine is trying to detect them now."
As if it had heard itself mentioned, the logic engine came to life.
"Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 344-95, extreme range, Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 344-96, extreme range, Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 345-95 , extreme range."
Captain Naike sat to his command chair.
"Sound battle alarms, set course to intercept." We'll have those heretics in no time, and will show them no mercy.
"Yes sir!"
The Bridge was filled with busy action, as crew carried out the orders of the captain. The Divine sight turned, and closed with the contacts at full speed ahead. The Captain was thrilled. The first contact in weeks, and quite easy targets by the look of it. The crew could use some practice, and he could use some successes to boost his career.
"Helm, how long till we are in range?"
"90 minutes sir."
"Good, ready all guns, I want a decisive first salvo and..."
His speech was cut short by the contact alarm, and logic engine coming to life.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-92, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 355-93, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 355-92, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 354-93, extreme range, capital ship. "
"Ensign, confirm the new contacts." The Captain looked furious. Williams turned to the system, and started double checking the information. In the background the logic engine continued.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 354-94, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-95, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-95, extreme range, Escort vessel. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-96..."
Williams turned around.
"Sir, contact confirmed, we are reading a large fleet, heading our way."
"Helm! Come to new course, head for base, full speed. We must report the fleet to high command. Do we know where they are going?"
"Sir, the fleet is heading to the Carelia subsector."
"Very well. get us out of here quickly. I'll go send a message. Let's hope the Navy is ready for this."
Ensign Williams was observing sensors. The bridge was quiet. They had not encountered anything for weeks, and the crew was becoming used to the silence of empty space. Williams was spending his time with a deck of cards, amusing himself with simple games when the contact alarm rang. Almost immediately servitors nearby began to report the contact sighting.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 344-95, extreme range, escort vessel. Energy transmisssion detected, bearing 344-96, extreme range, escort vessel. Energy transmission detected, bearing 345-95 , extreme range, escort vessel."
Williams ordered the logic systems to compare the transmission to known ship patterns. There shouldn't be any Imperial Navy ships here, so that left the possibility of raiders or xenos. He waited while the logic engines examined and compared emissions with known patterns.
Captain Naike arrived to bridge soon after.
"Ensign, report." was shouted as soon as he entered the doorway.
"Sir, we have detected three escort size vessels. The logic engine is trying to detect them now."
As if it had heard itself mentioned, the logic engine came to life.
"Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 344-95, extreme range, Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 344-96, extreme range, Contact detected, Infidel class raider bearing 345-95 , extreme range."
Captain Naike sat to his command chair.
"Sound battle alarms, set course to intercept." We'll have those heretics in no time, and will show them no mercy.
"Yes sir!"
The Bridge was filled with busy action, as crew carried out the orders of the captain. The Divine sight turned, and closed with the contacts at full speed ahead. The Captain was thrilled. The first contact in weeks, and quite easy targets by the look of it. The crew could use some practice, and he could use some successes to boost his career.
"Helm, how long till we are in range?"
"90 minutes sir."
"Good, ready all guns, I want a decisive first salvo and..."
His speech was cut short by the contact alarm, and logic engine coming to life.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-92, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 355-93, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 355-92, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 354-93, extreme range, capital ship. "
"Ensign, confirm the new contacts." The Captain looked furious. Williams turned to the system, and started double checking the information. In the background the logic engine continued.
"Energy transmission detected, bearing 354-94, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-95, extreme range, capital ship. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-95, extreme range, Escort vessel. Energy transmission detected, bearing 356-96..."
Williams turned around.
"Sir, contact confirmed, we are reading a large fleet, heading our way."
"Helm! Come to new course, head for base, full speed. We must report the fleet to high command. Do we know where they are going?"
"Sir, the fleet is heading to the Carelia subsector."
"Very well. get us out of here quickly. I'll go send a message. Let's hope the Navy is ready for this."
