Re: Chapter 02: Vantage Points [ Day 05 | 2330 hrs. ]
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[ Lt. JG Alessia "Angel" Garcia | Valravn-Class Intercetor "Chimaera" --> Fighter Assault Bay | Defensive Maneuvers over U.S.S. Theurgy Vector 2 | Contested Space | Heart of the Azure Nebula ]Attn: @Auctor Lucan, @Nolan, @Havenborn, @Triage @Blue Zephyr & @Multificionado
"Salvo, Meony, Angel, work your way back to Sword. Have Fury ETS when possible and stick close to our vector. Lure those fuckers into the defensive close range fire of our ship. Should at least give us an edge. Wolves, I need a sound off once you're back at Sword. Make them pay for the losses we suffered, but look alive. I cannot stress this enough, I NEED you all to live through this ordeal. Razor out."
"Angel reporting: Fury made it. Go ahead and queue for landing ahead: I'll aid in cover as you land. I still got plenty of spare torpedoes. It's gonna be a hot landing, so I'm gonna have to ETS too. Standing by for a combat landing, but let the others in first." Alessia got the message out. One bit of good news amid everything else that happened. It might have even been worth renaming her ship after its former patron vessel, but now was not the time to give a speech. If Fury could get in through the disruptor damage to the Sword's shields, it was indicative the carrier could simply close in, deal more damage and simply take over the ship. Good. If they had to fight while on the run, Alessia could stand her ground while her fighter renewed itself in the Fighter Assault Bay. If that was the plan. Alessia had her rifle and a sidearm. The Captain's voice distinguished itself in the comms that ensued.
"Wolf pilots this is Sword control speaking. Proceed to immediate docking as the ship will begin a tactical retreat. It is vital that you're all aboard before we commence final procedures."
Orders from the Captain came in. Acting Captain, but to Alessia, whoever was there in the center seat was the Captain, unless a senior officer stepped in. Traditionally, most uses of the word 'retreat' stung the egos of most pilots in psych tests and indeed overall; even hers. But there was no point in sticking around this possible wipe out. Alessia knew a friend on the USS Valiant and kept the word as synonymous with foolhardy as she could. But there were times when the time was needed to be Valiant. Valiente was the Spanish word for Bravery, too.
Alessia made a final pass around the Vector and was about to hail flight ops to prepare for her landing after her flight path had taken her off of the Sword's shield vectors to deposit her precious cargo to sickbay. She spotted the SCO's squad and he responded, thinking exactly what Alessia was hoping to hear:
"All Wolf elements, Razor here. We're making one quick, final run around Sword. Dash out as much of your ordinance as you can to wipe out the closest threats that would hamper our landing efforts. Proceed to battle landings after. You better all be out of ordinance when we land. Razor out."
Alessia intended to fire everything anyway. Reactively, her console's readouts turned from traditional sky-blue to orange (indicating a self-designed heads up display to prepare to unleash explosive hell). Even her T.V.D. was pre-set to polarize against blinding explosions. Alessia rerouted auxiliary power to her engines as her arsenal-- ALL of it was summarily prepared. Swarm-fire missiles to ignite half the battlespace. It was also a good time to demonstrate her previous ingenuity of controlled-demolitions damage, to wound, rather than kill hostile fighters and their pilots. Karma if there was any proverb without offending their one-eyed host.
Almost as an afterthought as she maneuvered into place, her kinetic cannons came online as secondaries, but Alessia still had any phaser power reserved for aft banks in more concentrated blasts. The configuration might redline across the spectrum, but her next pass would take her squarely into the bay once she got a queue after she made sure the Valravn interceptor could live up to its designs. She held her fire on the Kinetic cannons until they were precariously close to the Vector so as to let the Klingons basque in self-confidence. Alessia had grown famous for this maneuver during her tenure as the last line of defense when protecting Hornet during saucer separation while her stardrive was the attack unit. Synchronization for the refit Galaxy all the training they could use, until the Jem'Hadar bastards targeted her and her wing, as the Klingons had done now, and she knew it was only some kind of mercy the last Valravn hadn't been obliterated yet, despite the punishment she was dishing out.
Alessia propelled her fighter into the permitted Queue that Tac-Conn Command had slated her for. The Sword's aft phasers covered her and the rest of the Wolves, and it let Alessia pick up on comm traffic from the Fighter Bay. There were boarders there, as if they hadn't been through enough. She got an idea. "Computer, request beam out from the Theurgy's Ops staff; Stinger protocol!"[/color] Alessia cited a wartime transporter preset pattern to equip armed response teams into a combat ready-and-armed stance, beaming the Chimaera's onboard rifle into her waiting hands upon return to the bay. After some quick correspondence, Alessia dematerialized out of her fighter once the Fighter Bay tractor beam had seized her damaged Valravn.
Once on the Fighter Assault Bay, Alessia appeared in the furthest corner relative to cover and abundance of targets - the location picked with the help of the Transporter officer she'd conversed with. Alessia had to control the battlespace. "Angel, Wolves. I'm aboard the Bay, advice coming in sidearms drawn." She whispered upon arrival, rifle calibrated for maximum stun, but with one hand safely within a wrist-grab away--
Alessia 'smelt' the blade swing before it clove a considerable gash over what one of the parked Vaklkyries. Alessia dodged instinctively, going into the theta stage of combat, throwing all her muay thai and kickboxing training to the supreme test. Angel dove, curling into a Russian acrobatic maneuver her drill instructor, Clancy 'Zim' Zimski had once taught her, kicking out the back of her offender's knees, throwing a stunning left hook to the Klingon's temple, dizzying him-- Ai, a woman. And it wasn't a Bat'leth as she hoped, it was one of those sneaky fuckers-- no, two of them-- Mek'leths. Bitch was a ninja, but Alessia's rifle was quicker. She fired automatic burst fire bolts as the female assailant took advantage of their surroundings and lept atop some cargo crates and was clearly going for a visible weapons pod on one of the Valks. Alessia lowered her setting and fired a steady, but purely-stun beam to heat up the pod for a moment to singe anyone touching it.
"Petaq!"
"Puta!"
Not only being able to exchange curses, insults and kicks to and fro with her opponent, Alessia was also a cunning gun-and-melee fighter; Her rock-steady legs hopped for a moment as she fired, so as not to get a contact. It worked, and with a whoop, Alessia's assailant hopped overhead; Alessia fired and held the beam on her foe as she fired before the warrior's shrieks drew a disruptor bolt her way in support. Alessia responded for a moment, scoring a stun on that klingon but lost contact with hers, until her rifle was unexpectedly kicked out of her hands. Angel responded by spiraling a stab with her survival knife into her assailant's ankle again, forcing the acrobatic Klingon to fight in no uncertain terms against a trained self-defense rated martial artists and downright streetfighter who kept some tricks up her sleeve to evolve into moments like this, where a stray blade could end a pilot's life.
Alessia was fighting a Klingon mirror of herself, despite the advantage of two blades, Alessia only needed one to revert to CQC, of which the Native Americans were so well known for. Alessia could also use her fists, which she did after a heated exchange of blades and extremities. Alessia's helmet shattered in one particular headbutt, but succeeded in stunning her rival in an unintended side effect. This bitch was good, despite half her face ripped off. Alessia's knife had been resheathed once she had manage to out-grapple and use her knee to bluntly impact an injury to the Klingon woman's fist securing one of the Mek'leth's blades.
Angel was much more quick on her feet without an injury to contend with, so when she responded by hiding her temporary blade behind her back as she engaged, so as to emerge from an attack from either side, the Klingon instead charged head-on, but from a downward angle for Alessia to respond to by catching it in her wrist at the same moment both of them decided to go for their daggers, respectively: Her D'ktang and Alessia's survival knife. They caught each other's blades, but Alessia's reaction time made the grievous injury that plunged along the warrior's forearm. Astonishingly, she managed to shrug Alessia off, who fell and rolled into a corner, now without either blade.
The Warrior's shadow cast over Angel and she darkened Alessia momentarily, who was now bleeding from her damaged TVD display, but noting the woman's injuries, she still had her endgame to play. The Conn piece had been translating the Klingon language into Alessia's native spanish, and the warrior was clearly making mundane insults and idle threats as she was making her final steps toward Angel, About to make a fatal stab, Angel fired her pistol which she drew behind her back heartbeats after she lost her knife. She just needed a clear shot away from whoever supported this bitch earlier. The female warrior's head was knocked back like a speedbag at a boxing dojo, but there was no telling if the woman survived the impact, given the extremely close range Alessia merely uttered, "Dodge this." to, before adding "Puta.". Alessia got up after a moment and secured her weapons before moving along, stopping to keep the twin Mek'leths as she joined in on the fight, and tapped her coms to rejoin contact with the squadron, rifle in hand. "This is Angel. Landed. Scratched one more bandit."
GM Note: Section with the pilot Fury in sickbay has been removed for a quick rewrite since it was contradictory to events so far. Stay tuned for Fury's introduction in the Sickbay scene!
Furthermore, a discrepancy with Alessia's tactics have been fixed, so there is no comm chatter from Alessia on the bridge.