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Post by Col. Charybdis on Mar 20, 2006 13:45:23 GMT -6
The base ship came into clear view on the main viewing port. Apollo stood at his command chair aboard the Galactica.
"Blue squadron. She's all yours...for now," was all he said.
The word was given and the mighty vipers from the famed squadron were dispatched to do their deeds. One Cylon baseship was in deep trouble...
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BRIK
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Post by BRIK on Mar 21, 2006 1:25:13 GMT -6
"We even again?" Ally asked in relief. "Brik? You okay in there?" As she asked her viper shook from a nearby explosion. It was the raider she'd let go: having looped around it was looking for payback... Brik brought his ship around, not remotely ready to give up the battle...he had fought with worse (he hoped) than just a blown engine. His weapons fired to glorious life as he dispatched the second of the two "wolves" that so recently had been preying upon him. "Sorry, Bronze, I think that that puts me ahead of you in score...but always in your debt! Cookies, milk and fumerellos on me back on the Callisto!" Looking out of his canopy he noticed Blue Squadron heading for one of the basestars. Hmnn... "Ok, Warriors...it's time to do more of what we came here for...those basestars are the imminent threat to us and our loved ones." He blew apart another Cylon to bring home his point. He noticed that this sector of space was fairly clear, especially since it seemed that the basestars were recalling their ships. "Alpha Squad, form on me...Beta and Gamma as well, and anyone that wants some action. We have a destructive appointment to keep with some Cylons. FOR THE COLONIES!!!!" Watching his scanners made Brik's heart jump for joy as the mass of Colonial fighters became a grim wall of Cylon Doom, joined in mission and purpose. He clicked his mic again... "Besides, we can't let Blue Squadron have ALL of the fun!" He was reminded of why he loved his squadron when he heard their good-natured laughter over his helmet speakers. And this new "friend" Ally...she must be one heck of a woman...neither Skyler, Wraith nor Ike had saved his neck so many times in one battle, EVER. This was one warrior that he needed to meet in person! He found himself hoping that she and her squadron would join in their charge instead of a defensive action for the Fleet...
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Post by Amy81 on Mar 21, 2006 6:44:13 GMT -6
"I seem to be having some com troubles" Ally said as she dodged some debris. She flicked a few switches to send out a little static to prove her point. "Bronze was part of that attack order, wasn't it?" She smiled, and heard a little laughter along the com lines.
A quick view of her surroundings showed that she'd strayed far from Bronze's assigned sector, but she hadn't done it on purpose. She'd been drawn further and further out helping Gold Squadron....
Who am I kidding? Helping Brik was what I was doing. I'd have done it for any warrior, but why does this particular warrior feel different to me?
To get back to her squadron would mean running alone for more microns than it was safe to try. The best thing to do would be to stick with the pack. Make the run with these guys. With Brik... Hades, Bronze never got any of the real action anyway, and that baseship, it loomed out there just calling to her...
She heard Brik again on the com: "Besides, we can't let Blue Squadron have ALL of the fun!"
"Roger that" she replied. "Count me in. And let's see what the final tally is first before we see who's buying, Brik. You're ahead right now, but we'll see..." With that, she fired up her turbos and joined the attack formation. Brik's viper was easy to point out, it's two lower engines burning brightly while the high one continued to sputter.
Just be careful, Brik.... I've got my eye on you. She laughed to herself. In more ways than one...
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Post by Skyler on Mar 21, 2006 20:54:21 GMT -6
Skyler surveyed the battle before him. Raiders on the run, Bronze wiping up the last remaining Raiders that were cut off from the basestar.... He formed up on Gold Squadron, noticing a stray Bronze Warrior here and there. He was sure a few Gold Warriors were mixed up with Jolan's forces as well. Intense battles had a way of mixing everyone up.
"Brik, " Skyler responded to his SIC's earlier message "As I see it, nothing left to do here but our job, destroying Raiders, which at the moment, are making a run for the Basestar and our Battlestars. Carry On"
"Capt. Skyler to Battlestar Callisto, Raiders running, in pursuit, be your position in a few, out"
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Post by Col. Charybdis on Mar 22, 2006 9:25:49 GMT -6
Lt. Aegina fed the message up to Commander Sheba. "Commander," I said, "those fighters better be far away from that baseship when we move in, or we'll take who knows how many of them with the Cylons!"
Sheba thought a micron. "I agree. Capt. Skyler, do not pursue. Repeat. Break off the engagement. Let the battlestars do their job. Get your fighters away from that baseship. When it blows, you don't want to be around the area."
She turned to Aegina, "Lt. let's go in! Arm all laser batteries and ready torpedoes! May the Lords Guide us all."
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Post by Col. Charybdis on Mar 22, 2006 9:29:33 GMT -6
"By your command," came the familiar metallic voice.
"Speak, centurion," Cyclid responded.
"Our fighters are returning to defend us however, we have lost almost half of our force. Colonial Vipers are in pursuit and heading straight for us. And the two battlestars are fast approaching our position."
The sparkles in Cyclid's head began shining furiously, faster than ever before as he contemplated his fate.
"Have the fighters engage the enemy at will and try to slow them down. Retreat the baseship as fast as you can closer to the planet's surface. We will try to outrun them and hopefully turn the tables on the humans!"
"By your command."
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Post by Amy81 on Mar 22, 2006 13:44:03 GMT -6
Ally was with the pack of vipers, Brik in sight, and Skyler somewhere nearby. Her heart pumped madly at the thought. Skyler...! Her eyes dropped down momentarily to the picture taped on her console. Skyler smiled back from the photo with that cocky grin, the unknown triad players body beneath his head ready to throw the ball.
Ally checked her scanner, and saw what she knew the others must have already seen. With the battlestar pouring it on, the basestar had begun to retreat further, but many raiders had turned to taking whatever potshots they could as the battlestar roared past them.
Ally cleared her throat, but her voice still wavered slightly. "Skyler? Brik? The raiders are doing some damage. Not much but it could get worse if we don't chase them off. I'm going in." She banked her viper and changed course to intercept the swarms of raiders that had begun buzzing around the battlestar. "Form on me" she said, though it came out more as a question than a command. It was Skyler after all.
Not checking to see who was with her, she swooped down close to the battlestar and picked off a raider that was firing dangerously close to the Beta landing bay. She pulled up, firing at another that had just ripped a few volleys into the hull above the bay. It veered, but too late, and a split-micron later Ally flew through its vaporized remains...
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BRIK
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Post by BRIK on Mar 23, 2006 2:41:08 GMT -6
Ally cleared her throat, but her voice still wavered slightly. "Skyler? Brik? The raiders are doing some damage. Not much but it could get worse if we don't chase them off. I'm going in." She banked her viper and changed course to intercept the swarms of raiders that had begun buzzing around the battlestar. "Form on me" she said, though it came out more as a question than a command. It was Skyler after all.
Not checking to see who was with her, she swooped down close to the battlestar and picked off a raider that was firing dangerously close to the Beta landing bay. She pulled up, firing at another that had just ripped a few volleys into the hull above the bay. It veered, but too late, and a split-micron later Ally flew through its vaporized remains... She shows great valor and courage...yes, this is a warrior that he needs to meet and that can't happen if she's blown away before that can happen... "Alright, Alpha, let's follow Bronze!" Brik kicked in the engines of his viper that still functioned. The vessel was moving a bit more sluggish than normal, of course, but much less so than he expected. That just meant that his slower speed might give him tighter turns! As he and his flight banked to add to the defensive power of Mother Callisto he honestly wasn't sure if his priority was reinforcing Bronze Squadron...or Bronze. However that mental question could wait until later, there was a job to do. "Skyler, Alpha is going to help defend the battlestar, let us know if we're needed to pursue!" He truly hoped, for the first time in his career, that the order to pursue would not come for Alpha Flight of Gold Squadron. Idly, the back of his mind wonered if the reason for so many victories against the Cylons might be that, fighting around and from the battlestars, the Warriors frequently had the "home-field" advantage? After all, their homes were always with them in the depths of space, still searching for Earth... But regardless of the reason or rhyme, the Cylons would learn the folly of combating Colonial Warriors!
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Post by Col. Charybdis on Mar 23, 2006 9:53:51 GMT -6
THe blue squadron vipers roared as tiny insects toward their target. The defensive laser batteries sprang to life as they tried to pick them off, but it was to no effect. The vipers were too fast and agile to be caught by the lumbering laser defenses.
The pilots began picking them off one by one decreasing the effectiveness of their firepower.
Cyclid now knew what was happening..."Centurion. Increase speed. Let's get out of here fast!"
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Post by Skyler on Mar 23, 2006 19:41:03 GMT -6
Skyler opened a channel to Gold and Bronze Squadrons...
"Everyone, we are not to pursue the Raiders. We are to keep as many of the busy as we can, take out as many as we can, but we are not to pursue them towards the Basestar. Alpha Flight, keep them off the Battlestars, all other flights, engage at will...."
Skyler engaged his battle thruster and pulled into a tight turn, bringing the Viper around in a 180 degree arc. Two Raiders were heading towards the Callisto. Sure, Brik's flight would engae them in a few centons, but why let them have all the fun he thought as his targeting scanner aquired a lock on one of the Raiders....
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