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Post by Logan on Sept 24, 2009 10:43:17 GMT -6
Logan responded in a monotoned voice replying.."Ready Lieutenant."
She was biting her lip hard in concentration and tasted a metallic tang. Several things were running through her mind in quick succession as the bay loomed large in front of her.
Shut up. He told me to shut up. I'm going to strangle Nero. First, I'll strangle Plwel. Steady, girl. Steady.
Logan felt the Viper touch down on the deck hard. Without even thinking she reversed thrust and hung on, skidding and thankful that nothing was in her way. The ship hit the emergency nets and the forward momentum halted, crashing her back into the seat. Power grids were flickering all over the control panels. Her comm buzzed as she heard Callisto conferring with landing bay personnel.
She hit the release on the canopy and heard the hiss of pressure as the seal broke, but raised only a fraction of an inch. She hit it again and gave it up as she unstrapped her harness and pushed it hard with her right shoulder. The gears gave and lifted. She was standing in the Viper and took her helmet off quickly, surveying the bay in a broad sweep. Techs were rushing over and she heard Gher as he approached asking her if she was alright.
"I'm fine," her tones were measured and calm. Gher shot her a look of worry. He thought she'd be furious.
And she was. But she was holding on to it. The intensity of the struggle with the ship and landing had taken everything she had and it would talk a micron for her emotions to kick back in. She didn't know how she did it, but in times of great stress she could turn things inward to sort out later. And later was coming soon as she saw Plwel disembarking from his Viper and heading her way.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 24, 2009 17:21:27 GMT -6
Gold 30 this is Gold 2....isolate this channel and start you comm recording immediately...I want everything we are about to attempt to be recorded in the event it should be successful or fail...either way there will be a record of what happens here."
"Awknoledged Gold 2." Edan replied. And set the recording going. He then took a micron to check Viper locations. On his port side was Ensign Guinevere. She was concentrating on everything going on, but not really showing any emotion. Edan respected that. Looking over to his starboard sire, Edan saw Captain Nero. Now he was not difficult warrior to read right now. He was steaming. But at this point, Edan didn't care. Inaddition to acting like a daggit and taking every opertunity to try to assume command, he had left Captain Logan when her Viper, Originally Edan's Viper started malfunctioning. Completely unacceptable. His next check was on Plwel and Logan. That's when he saw something that surprised him. Hanging back a bit, but still with his wingman was Teh Green Squadron pilot who had been assigned to Plwel. He was covering Plwel. "Now that's what a Warrior is supposed to do!" Edan said over the channel he shared with both of his wingmen. All he heard in responc was a grunt from Nero. What is with this Felgercarb!
Edan watched the 2 Vipers land on the Callisto, and the Green Squadron pilot pulled out and around the Bay at the last moment. Never leaving his wing till that wingman landed.
"Green Squadron pilot, come around the callisto and form up on Lt Persphone. Join her." Edan then Contacted Persphone. "Gold 5, I am directing Gold 2's Wingman to join your formation. Keep him company. With your permission, I'm going to take my Wingmwen and land on the Callisto. With the rest of Gold Squadron, and all of Black, Red, Blue and Silverspar in flight, I'm going to check on the Captain, and Return Lt Dolet's Viper for a check. I'll relaunch in my own Viper. Plus I suspect Captain Logan will want to talk to Captain Nero."
"Copy Gold 30. Let us know how gold 1 is doing when you relaunch. Just don't take so long."
"Green 1 and 25, form up on me, we're making an approach to Alpha bay on the Callisto. Stay in formation. Upon landing, Captain Nero, I'm going to release you from my wing, as Colonel Starbuck ordered, and return you to Captain Logan. Ensign Guinevere, you'll Stay with me. I'll have your Viper brought to the launch tubess next to my usual Viper. We'll launch again and rejoin the CAP."
"Copy Ensign Edan. I'm on your wing." Came the female voice. Even her voice seemed to be beautiful. "Man, I need to stop thinking about that." Edan thought.
"Whatever ENSIGN Edan. I'll land on your wing." Came the less then trilled responce from Nero.
"Callisto, Requesting landing clearence for 3 Vipers. 2 Are from Green Squadron. Green 25 will need to be rotated immediately for relaunch. As long as My Viper is ready to launch as well. I'm Returning Lt Dolet's Viper for repair and review."
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Post by bouriplwel on Sept 25, 2009 6:01:46 GMT -6
As Lt. Plwel landed his Viper and moved into his stopping position as directed by the deck crew, he looked over to the left where Capt. Logan's Viper was tangled in the emergency netting just shy of the end of the landing way. Plwel was anxious to be reunited with her again but took a moment to thank the Lords of Kobol that they were still alive. He could not believe that they made it and the WMM actually worked. Plwel's heart was still racing from the experience as his canopy lifted and he jumped from the cockpit to the deck. Before going to join Logan, Lt. Plwel took a glance at the left wing of his Scarlet Viper. There was some damage consisting of extensive denting from the pressure of sustaining Logan's wing through flight. There was also quite a bit of scraping and some minor tears in the metal skin of the wing from "slinging" Logan into the landing bay, but nothing that could not be repaired in time. As Plwel handed his helmet to the ground technician, he said.."Please try to have this repaired as soon as possible so we can get it back in the air. Also, have my regular Viper readied for launch so I can depart when I am finished here." "Yes sir!" the technician replied and walked off. Plwel immediately ran over towards Logan's Viper where she had just started to come down from the craft. As her boot met the deck, Plwel shouted out with happiness.....Captain Logan, are you alright? ?? He stopped just an arms length away from her when she turned to face him..........
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Post by bouriplwel on Sept 25, 2009 10:07:09 GMT -6
"Yes Captain Logan.....I understand completely." Plwel replied back to her as he stood at attention in front of her. Plwel was vexed as this was not the reaction he expected from Logan...no "Thank You", no "Well Done"...not even a simple handshake......just the beginnings of a verbal reprimand. However, Plwel did not regret what he did, and would have done it for ANY one of his fellow warriors....And Plwel knew that logan knew that as well. As Captain Logan went around him to walk away, Plwel quickly continued saying, standing exactly at attention as he was when Logan was in front of him without turning around. Logan stopped walking for a moment as Plwel continued...." I also understand, ma'am, that because of my actions you are here on this deck...ALIVE...able to reprimand me for those actions, and I am more grateful and happy about that than being concerned about any punishment I may recieve. So I WILL listen to whatever you have to say to me ma'am....with a grateful heart to the Lords of Kobol that you are still here and still a part of my life."..........
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Post by Logan on Sept 25, 2009 10:55:28 GMT -6
She didn't turn around as he spoke, but stopped in her tracks and listened. She knew he was right. If he hadn't done what he had, she wasn't so sure she would be standing here, blood rushing through her veins, heat in her face, and a knot in her stomach of gratitude that she wasn't ready to express yet. At least, not here, with Gher looking on and a phalanx of techs and Warriors milling about.
She was alive. And she knew she had Plwel to thank for it. But that didn't mean she could disregard the stunt he pulled. It had been risky...and just like something she herself would have done.
She barely turned her head to look at him, but reached back and touched his arm. She felt the tension loosen in his muscles at the contact. "Thank you, "she said.
She let go, turned and started walking again, calling over her shoulder. "Get to your ship. We'll have a quick turnaround to get the tech crew back to the base."
She frowned as the small group of Warriors met her. Ensign Edan inquired as to her condition and the ship's. She could tell by his questions that his mind was already working on how this happened. She answered him briefly, staring down Nero the entire time.
The Captain stood mute, but arrogantly seemed to be nonchalant about the entire incident. His body language spoke volumes. He refused to meet her gaze, so she excused herself from Edan and walked right up to Captain Nero.
"Captain Nero, and I use the rank lightly, what do you have to say for yourself?" She stood straight and wouldn't look anywhere but at his face.
He reddened slightly, but drew himself up. "I have nothing to say...Captain." The disdain in his voice was evident as he seemed to almost choke on the word.
"You were derelict in your duty and a disgrace to that uniform, Captain. I intend to report you to Commander Apollo and Commander Kroll on our return to the base. Is that clear?"
"You don't outrank me!"
She pointed at him, seething, "I don't have to outrank you. I was put in charge by your commanding officer. You abandoned your position. That is unacceptable." Logan saw that both Edan and Plwel, who had come over, were watching the exchange carefully. Ensign Guinevere stood rooted to the spot as if something very important were happening here.
Nero sneered at her. "It wasn't my fault you obviously weren't up to a simple flyby, little missy. Watch your mouth or I'll have you on charges for being unequal to the job of Warrior. A female Captain. Please."
Logan was glad Skyler wasn't here. If he was he would have stopped her. She was moving before she realized it, and had her fists balled at her sides.
Two things did stop her however.
The first was the firm grip that Plwel had on her arms from behind.
The second was a strong female voice booming behind Captain Nero. "Captain, whatever else you have to say, you can say to me. I'm Commander Sheba."
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Post by Reaper on Sept 25, 2009 17:16:05 GMT -6
Edan decided it was the last chance he was ever going to have to say this to a captain, at least until he was a Major, if he ever got to that rank. "Captain Nero. If you will remember SIR, Colonel Starbuck Assigned you to MY wing. And told you that you will answer to me. I have not yet dismissed you. If you like I will have The Deck officer com the Galactica. He can remind you why exactly YOU were assigned to fly wing for an Ensign. Now, If you haven't forgotten Every man and WOMAN on this battlestar is from the Future. As a matter of Fact, this battlestar is commanded by a Woman. And commanded WELL!!!" Edan was steaming now. He had no respect for this daggit. "and I'll have you know, the Warrior assigned to Lt Plwel followed his orders to the letter. He remained on Lt Plwel's Wing the entire time. Right up till he landed on this Battlestar. Captain Logan, if you will allow me, I asked Lt Persphone to Take that Lt on in her flight."
Edan knew he was now on shaky ground. "I strongly suggest that you take What Captain Logan is saying VERY seriously. Because there is at least 1 Colonel in this fleet more then willing to make me your Supieror officer. By your Leave Captain Logan, I'd like to check with our techs to see if they found out what is wrong with that Viper. I suspect that Captain Nero's Ground crews didn't reassemble something correctly while we were in that Briefing."
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Post by persephone on Sept 26, 2009 23:57:20 GMT -6
Forming up together with Persephone's wing of vipers, Edan's Green wingman took a position among the squadron neatly. Well that was the most civil interaction she had seen from these pilots from the base, she thought to herself, as she flipped on her scanner to monitor her wing.
She took a deep sigh of relief having just watched Logan and Plwel make it safely back on board the Callisto. My Lords that was a hair raising ordeal to say the least. Persephone thought she would pull the whole joy stick out of it's socket as she gripped hard while flying observing the emergency landing from her point. "Thank the lords of Kobol", she said to herself.
She could hear the chatter among her wing, remarks of relief as they too witnessed the brave rescue, that Plwel maneuvered for Logan. Persephone's wing made a wide circle to now escort the Callisto back to the base.
She wondered how Opal was doing for her first flight in a viper since her combat injury. Directing her com straight to Opal's line, she spoke. "Hey Opal, how are your legs favoring being back in a viper?" "Not too bad all things considered, Pers. No major pain or discomfort so far, thanks for asking".
"Is that your full prognosis then, Sergeant? You said no major pain ...so are you saying there's some discomfort?"
"Pers..you worry too much".
"I only worry if there's something wrong, Opal..."
"Nothing's wrong, I assure you, I'm doing just fine, and it's feels so great to be back in a viper again".
"Well, you let me know the centon you have any trouble...any at all".
"Alright alright...copy that Lieutenant."
Persephone smiled, it was so good to have Opal back flying again.
Flipping her switch to patch into all vipers, "Attention squadron, this is your wing leader, Lieutenant Persephone, Gold 5, continue in our formation as we escort the Battlestar Callisto's heading to orbit back at the base. We will proceed to land back on base once I have received word that the Callisto has secured it's orbit, ."
"Gold 5, this Lieutenant Adin, Green 3, corridor sector beta is coming up on scanner now, and would be the best route to take with your remaining vipers that are following us down to the base."
"Affirmative Green 3, I am about to request landing instructions with base control".
"Roger Gold 5", replied Lt Adin.
"He sounded nice, Pers...", Opal teased, through a direct com line to Persephone, so that the Green squadron pilot wouldn't hear their conversation.
"Opal...would you quit giving me hades today?"
"Oh alright...but it's just I've missed our in-flight chatter while behind a joy stick..I'm just getting back into the swing of things...."
"I know it's been too long with your recovery and all, Opal, but I promise you can make all the jokes you want when we get back to the base. In the meantime, switch back to unicom. I have a wing to land".
"Aye Lieutenant". Opal pressed her open channel. The two woman smiled to themselves happy to be flying together again.
Persephone turned her starfighter on a 30 degree angle, with her wing following in suite, as they headed back to the planet base. The Callisto tailed, pulling slowly into orbit.
"Base control, this Gold 5, wing leader. Requesting landing instructions for Gold and Green escort."
"This is Base control to Gold 5 wing leader, paths are cleared for outer corridor alpha and inner beta sectors. All outer markers are cleared for landing".
"Acknowledged Base Control", replied Persephone, as she began to receive the landing instruction coordinates for the landing in her computer. She pressed her turbos and began the descent along the corridor path with her wingmates, the planet coming up in view through her canopy, and on her verification scan.
One by one, each ship landed safely on the base. Landing lights in the bay flickered, but it's welcome felt strange to her. Hangar crew awaited to receive the fighters. Engaging her thrusters, her viper de-accelerated as her landing gear released ready to touch down. It was strange flying what seemed to her something quite ironically old, yet to this space-time-reality, still the very latest in their technology.
She saw Artus landing in his own viper, she winced to see clearer at his ship. Is that a pair of fluffy dice hanging above his control panel? Her eyes crinkled as she pulled her mouth up in confusion...What the? Shaking off her baffled thoughts, she then thought she couldn't wait to see her own craft brought down on the base ready for her. She was used to her own fighter, a sort of attachment of a kind, as every warrior felt with their own ship. Pulling up, she shut down the engines and it's computer, flipping off the ship's power systems one by one. The sound of the engines groaned as it wound down.
Releasing her canopy, and removing her combat helmet, she noticed her very own viper coming into land across the bay as more vipers landed from the Callisto.
Then, just depicting who was flying it, she moaned under her breathe..."oh no..Triton is flying my ship...of all the pilots, he had to be the one to deliver my fighter! Frack...I don't want to deal with him right now".
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Post by bouriplwel on Sept 28, 2009 5:37:56 GMT -6
"By your Leave Captain Logan, I'd like to check with our techs to see if they found out what is wrong with that Viper. I suspect that Captain Nero's Ground crews didn't reassemble something correctly while we were in that Briefing."
The situation between Capt Nero and Capt Logan had seemed to start to calm down for the moment with the arrival of Commander Sheba on the flight deck. Lt. Plwel released Logan's arms at which time she took a moment to readjust her jacket and tidy herself up a bit. As conversation continued betweem the three senior officers, Plwel quietly broke off from the group to join Ensign Edan who had excused himself to go take a look at Logan's Viper. "Mind if I tag along Ensign?" "Not at all sir." Edan replied...seeming as anxious and Lt. Plwel was to take a closer look at Logan's Viper.
As they reached the ship, tech crews had also just arrived to start the investigation to see if they could figure out what went wrong. "Start with the right stabilizer sergeant. It was obvious during flight that it was not working properly" Plwel suggested. The sergeant did as Plwel suggested and started there....removing the side panel just above the center of the right wing exposing the stabilization unit. As the panel was removed, Lt. Plwel and Ensign Edan looked directly at each other for a moment with a kind of "I knew it" expression and then back at the vessel. As they climbed the wing to get a better look, the cause was staring them right in the face. "This stabilizer has been tampered with sir." Edan commented. He was right. The three distribution lines running from the top of the stabilizing unit throughout the eingine and wing were connected wrong. Each line went to a specific connection. If connected wrong, power in improper quantities and computer signals are sent to the wrong sub systems causing the entire thing to backflow and overload the system causing burnout. It was obvious a burnout had occurred due to the blackened appearance of the stabilizer itself. "Look at this Edan..." Plwel said as he pointed to the main power connection.."Whoever got into this reconnected the unit directly to the main power core instead of the power regulator cuppling designed for the stabilizer. Even if the unit distribution was connected properly, it would have only been a matter of time before the unit blew up itself due to a massive power overload. Capt. Logan is lucky the thing burnt out before it reached critical power mass and blew....probably taking the entire viper with it." Edan's eyes widened as Plwel pointed this critical and probably fatal error out to him and shook his head in disbelief. Edan immediately turned his head to the techs assisting them and ordered...."contain this scene and do not conduct any further disassembly until we return." The tech sergeant replied.."Yes sir....as you order."
The two officers climbed down from the craft. Plwel suggested that they should immediately report their findings to Capt Logan and Commander Sheba. "I have a very hard time believeing that NOBODY knew that Viper had been tampered with. I can't concieve the fact that nobody said a word about it and it was cleared for flight by the base crews without one of US double checking it first...." Plwel said to Edan in a very aggitated voice as they were walking back to the others. As they arrived, Lt. Plwel inturrupted the conversation taking place and spoke up...."Commander,..Captain, sorry to inturrupt ma'am, but Ensign Edan and I know what happened with Logan's Viper. The ship has obviously been tampered with." Plwel went on to explain their findings in Capt Nero's presence.........
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Post by persephone on Sept 28, 2009 22:58:22 GMT -6
Down on the base, hangar crewmen wheeled a step platform for Persephone to dismount from her viper. Hopping off the last step, she tucked her helmet under her arm and walked across to where here own starfighter was now. Triton removed his helmet and disembarked from Persephone's craft.
She stood for a micron staring at him before moving on.
"Rotate her around ready for her pilot", she heard his voice say to the crewmen approaching to attend it.
With his back facing her, she approached him.
"Thanks for the delivery", she spoke flatly.
He turned around, his eyes resting upon her image, but holding back any over eagerness to see her again. "They needed me to bring it down. It seems available pilots were low at the time".
"Of course...", she lifted her head up to meet with his eye contact, trying to figure out if he simply used that as some excuse.
"So all other pilots were too busy playing seven eleven then?"
Triton opened his mouth to respond. "Pers, can we just talk for a couple of centons".
"Triton, I told you before I left for this assignment, I have nothing left to say".
"Oh c'mon, please just give me a chance to explain everything that happened..."
Footsteps seemed to be drawing closer, she thought it might be Opal coming to join her.
"How much more can you explain to me that you assaulted a Sentry Officer for no good reason?!"
"I was defending you, that's my reason!"
Suddenly there was sound of a whistle next to her that started up high then dipped in octave, followed by "Tsch tsch tsch....bad answer..."
Both Persephone and Triton looked around at the person who offered their opinion, as the whistler shook their head in disapproval at Triton.
"Lieutenant Artus, I don't recall inviting you to eavesdrop into a private conversation", Persephone scowled.
"What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were in a prison cell?", Triton added, looking at Artus disdainfully.
"Well I'm all here now, aren't I Trident?"
"Triton", his eyes narrowed at him.
"Whatever...", Artus retorted unruffled, while staring right back at Triton.
Triton inhaled deeply.
"Look, Artus, if you don't mind???", Persehone eyeballed Artus.
"Oh no..I don't mind at all, Pers, this is the most entertainment I've had in sectars...don't let me interrupt while you two amuse me with your little show", Artus folded his arms, and pulled back his head and jutted out his chin.
Persephone clenched her teeth together. "Lieutenant, don't you need to go to a decon chamber?"
"It can wait. Besides, if this guy is bothering you, I can stick around..."
"I'm fine, and I can take care of myself thank you, Lieutenant", she articulated the t at the end of the word. Her eyelashes blinked rapidly in annoyance.
"Okay, okay...I'm going". Artus sauntered away behind them holding his helmet in one hand.
Persephone recomposed herself.
"I don't have time for this Triton, I am on assignment if you hadn't noticed, besides shouldn't you be getting back to the Callisto? Skyler would have your heard served to the Cylons if you don't report for your next duty immediately ".
He moved in closer to her, putting his hand upon her shoulder, and softened his voice. "Pers...do you really want to throw what we had away, just like that?"
She removed his hand from her, and stepped back slightly.
"You're the one who threw it all away". "No, Pers, I ..."
"Triton you have made it perfectly clear that you have never trusted me, with your incessant jealousy over every man I ever had contact with".
"But..."
"NO buts, Triton!" she exploded. "Your jealous streak is so destructive, you would even proclaim to be jealous over the towel I use after my turbo wash, if it didn't mean you having to be committed to a intense Catharsis Treatment!
"Frack, now I'm even jealous of that bath towel....".
Persephone swung around to see Artus still hanging around and leaning on a storage container behind them, arms still crossed as he raised one eyebrow and curled his lip up in concurrence.
She flashed him a look, but he just winked at her. "By all the Lillium moons, Artus would you please GO AWAY!".
"Yeah, don't you have some filthy asteroid to crawl back onto somewhere?", Triton pointed his finger up into the sky.
Persephone had had enough of this. "Y'know, it's about time you came down off your self made high mount and were told you're not so perfect yourself, Triton, because if you were, you wouldn't go around punching people in the face and then not only incriminating yourself but besmirching me as well in front of our Commanding Officer! I can't even look Major Skyler in the eye at the moment, so leave me alone and go and lord around elsewhere. It's over between us!"
Persephone stomped off toward the decon chamber in a flurry, leaving Triton to deal with his stung pride and her angry words. He had truly lost her, and he felt she'd never forgive him now.
Artus lingered for a few microns staring at Triton and his wounded ego, before heading for the decon chamber himself, holding a threatening stare as he passed Triton by. He hoped to catch up with Persephone.
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Post by Logan on Sept 29, 2009 9:40:58 GMT -6
Logan was furious. She listened in silence as Sheba informed Nero that she had been contacted by Col. Starbuck and told of Nero's attitude during the flight. Logan didn't feel the need to fill the commander in on what had happened since she'd made the emergency landing as she could tell that Sheba had gotten the gist of what had transpired between her and Nero from the little she'd heard. Plus, she didn't trust herself to speak yet as she was fuming from Nero's ridiculous attitude.
Logan knew that female Warriors were a rarity in Nero's time. But his venom went beyond that. She'd seen his type before. Warriors with too much pride and ambition, who thought they could singlehandedly save the universe. He seemd to hate everyone and Logan felt a pang of sympathy for his wing, Ensign Guinevere. Having come across some arrogant pilots herself, the Captain knew how furstrating it could be to be under the command of someone who thought their rank made them superior as a human being. His obvious hatred of women only made it worse.
She tuned into the conversation as she heard Sheba remark, "Regardless of your personal beliefs, Captain Logan is a fine Warrior and has proven herself more than capable to handle the command of a squadron. You'd do well to thank the Lords that you have the honor of working with her."
She paused while Nero absorbed this information. And from the look on his face, obviously didn't like it.
"Now, I'll be making a report to Commanders Apollo and Kroll. Your fate will be in their hands. As for now, we need every pilot available as we don't know where the Cylons may turn up."
Just then Lt. Plwel came over and gave his report on further inspection of the Viper that had malfunctioned. Just as she had suspected, the stabilizer had been tampered with. She didn't think it was malicious, only shoddy workmanship with unfamilair technology.
Sheba raised her eyebrows at the information. "I'll pass it along to the Commander and have him look into it from the base's end."
Nero was red in the face, but wasn't saying anything. Sheba eyed him curiously. "Unless. Captain Nero, do you know anything about what happened to Logan's ship?"
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