T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[Maerdwyn]

Trelene continues to work on locating the source of the jamming.

After a few minute of work, trying to sift through the interference, Trelene determines that the jamming is both coming from, and centered on, the Keruuchan. She picks up snippets being transmitted from the Keruuchan: "...launched ...rescue...making....base........speed.........ations...jammed...request.......ver."

The passive sensors on the two boats are not very robust, but are able to detect the EMS signature of the Keruuchan, and track it's position. The Tamadere base is also lit up nicely, owing to the the fact even surface to surface transmissions fly off into space, unhindered by the extremely thin atmosphere. The scanner reports some "noise" from the general direction of the Dvonn, but it cannot yet give too much information beond that.

 

[Wilphe]

"Let's stay passive for the moment. 2-1 Nells-Corazin will be putting the local SDB and fighter squadrons on our case, I don't want to make life too easy for them," Ruzz'koff stears the boat onto course and fires up to maximum acceleration.

 

[Douane]

Ktarle looks at Zaed. "Your wound is not healed. I would like to take another look." She pauses briefly. "Would you allow me to do that? I will not do anything you do not wish me to do." She makes no move toward the Vargr or the medical supplies, instead looking Zaed in the eyes and speaking lowly, reassuringly (she hopes).

Zaedhrarrg presses his body even tighter against the rear wall of the cockpit in his irrational desire to put some more distance between himself and Ktarle, while his wide eyes wildy roam the shuttle looking for something to aid his escape till they lock onto Vyrkris' face.


MUST FLEE! Must ... Must impress the female? Eh?! Oh, great! Ma would laugh herself silly.


Thwacking the side of his head with a paw, Zaed inhales deeply and moves to strike a more 'heroic' pose.

"Erm, ... no problem, of course, Ktarle. It's not like I'm afraid of medics or such thing. Us scouts are really though and we fear nothing!"

"But no gossipping!" he adds with a stern voice.



Then Vyrkris' words finally register on Zaed's brain. All of his just regained dignity is lost again when he leaps up and yells:

"A CORSAIR?"

"We are flying out to meet a freaking corsair?"

 

[Maerdwyn]

Vyrkris blinks. "No, no, no! It just looks like a corsair! It's really--"

Julia cuts Vyrkris off with a look. "It is, I am sure, a converted corsair, now configured as a yacht," she says. "When the Nellsian group shut down Malikot's mercenary and escort services, they went into the cruise business. They had captured several corsairs over the years, and have, recently, begun using them to transport clientele who desire a more...rugged...version of luxury transport. The Dvonn is one of these converted Malikot ships," she finishes, with conviction.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7 : Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

After a few minute of work, trying to sift through the interference, Trelene determines that the jamming is both coming from, and centered on, the Keruuchan. She picks up snippets being transmitted from the Keruuchan: "...launched ...rescue...making....base........speed.........ations...jammed...request.......ver."

The passive sensors on the two boats are not very robust, but are able to detect the EMS signature of the Keruuchan, and track it's position. The Tamadere base is also lit up nicely, owing to the the fact even surface to surface transmissions fly off into space, unhindered by the extremely thin atmosphere. The scanner reports some "noise" from the general direction of the Dvonn, but it cannot yet give too much information beond that.

Trelene continues to monitor the radio trying to locate the source of the jamming. As they get closer to the Dvonn, she tries to see if anything is comin from the Dvonn. She keeps to herself trying to concentrate on the task at hand.

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle moves toward Zaed and takes another look. [How long would it take to operate? Can she ascertain with the second look? Is there anything she can do that doesn't involve operating, putting him out, or causing side damage?]

At Julia's words, she looks up and frowns slightly. "How can you be so sure, Captain?" Her voice is slightly tinged with suspicion.

 

[Wilphe]

"Having just shot our way out of a Liner and hijacked two of its boats on the basis that it isn't a corsair, now would not be the best time to have doubts," Ruzz'koff gives a slight twinge from his wound.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7 : Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

Trelene continues to work, but then looks up as if remembering something.

"Captain? Now that we appear to have plenty of time to talk, I am curious as to why Walid Nells-Corzin has taken control of your ship...."

 

[Maerdwyn]

ooc: It would take Ktarle 1d4 hours to operate; that's as good and estimate as she can make. She could reduce the time by increasing the DC, of course. She's done most everything else she can do for him already. She could apply a dose of fast drug after surgery to relieve the exhaustion faster, but with all that's happened to his poor body today, that would require a T/med roll to avoid causing some damage.

 

[Seonaid]

"Zaedhrarrg . . . I would like to operate on you. Your wound will heal on its own, but it will take a large amount of time. I could complete this operation before we reach the Dvonn, so you would not be out of the action. The scale is hours as opposed to days or weeks."