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Post by kurff on Nov 22, 2015 23:28:37 GMT -5
Per:IoEGR1js1d20 JiC: 1d20 JiC: 1d100 Skill: Spacecraft, General - 1d100/55% Navigation (Space) - 1d100/70%
"Right, Flying to non-moving ship..easy peezy." he grinned, "Its been awhile since I flew anything. Where are the fuzzy dice?" he checks the controls looking over the set up.1d20·1d20·1d100·1d100·1d100
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 21, 2015 15:33:20 GMT -5
On the fragment
As he examined the controls through the front viewport, the pilot gave a funny look. The controls themselves were pretty simple. Stop, go, flashing lights, turn, turn a different way, turn a third way, for every season, turn turn turn...
"If it's not flying, we could jury rig ourselves to the thing," Jessica said. She was opening up a panel. "Or, we could just hack the controls from here."
Bridge Foreman's hearing may have been damaged, as he didn't wake up. (Or perhaps the GM forgot to say Foreman could wake up any time...)
Tawfeek to a breath to calm himself.
"Space flight administration," He said into the comm. "We have staked claim on the fragment. We will proceed with diverting it shortly."
"Acknowledged," the SFA answered. "We are tracking your progress."
Tawfeek turned off the comm, and sat on a chair.
"You four will need to go home with that prat," he said to McKenna, thumbing the other ship through the window.
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Post by dakota on Dec 27, 2015 6:46:35 GMT -5
"We're what? Screw that, Captain. Unless this tub is crashing, I'm not going anywhere with them. I'd sooner pop the lifeboat than that." McKenna protested. She could not hide she was concerned Tawfeek was up to something and wanted them out of his way. Or he wanted to go down with his ship, a thought that made her shiver. "Sir, I respectfully request to stay on board."
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Post by kurff on Jan 11, 2016 14:37:34 GMT -5
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"Lets get control of it. I'm certain no one of any great importance will mind us borrowing it. The ship needs us from the look of it. Given the our ships air supply properly diverted might put this rock on course for the sun. We divert the asteroid toward where the earth was...the movement of the earth should clear it from impact by our little rocks path." he thought aloud to Jessica.
"How much juice does this pod have? Could we program or rig it to divert the rock out of harms way? All we need is to get the ship. If you have enough rounds...we could float right up to the ship?" he asked. 1d20
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 9, 2016 10:37:55 GMT -5
Bridge
Tawfeek looked over at McKenna.
"This tub is crashing," He said. "Look around. Plus, that bugger owes me big. And no you may not. Foreman still needs your help, and he's not staying."
Well, perhaps, if he woke up, maybe... :-P
In space
"That's the spirit," Jessica said. "It looks like they were planning a round trip, so we should get back, fine."
The guy inside slumped in his chair.
The EVA vehicle would not be able to build the momentum, on its own, to move the rock.
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Post by dakota on Feb 11, 2016 22:34:28 GMT -5
"Captain... Tawfeek, I'm not going to walk away and leave you here to go down with your ship." McKenna pleaded. "I can't drag Foreman by myself, and you can't leave the controls, so we are at an impass. Set the auto pilot or wedge the controls or something, and help me with Foreman. We'll get another ship, I'd crew again for you anyday, providing you let me fly a little." She flashed a smile to lighten the mood.
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Post by kurff on Feb 19, 2016 7:41:11 GMT -5
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"Hmm the pod won't build the momentium alone...Might be able to nudge the rock a degree. But we still need to get back to the ship. If its doomed that ship might be or push to get the rock out of the way. If we can save her there are other options." he nodded thinking as he piloted the little pod (Unless Jessica takes the cotrols).
"We Might be able to rig some O2 tanks or some sort of explosives to help the pod to alter the rock's path. I believe that is your expertise. You still have that any of that weapon experiment you did? It might have enough push to help this little pod out. Even if we can get a few degrees alteration." he looked to the Galaxy's damage and was concerned.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 19, 2016 10:29:04 GMT -5
Bridge "Mensk and Stephens will be back with our bargaining chip, soon," Mensk said. "You will have your help, then."
No sooner had he said this than an EVA pod pulling Mensk and Jessica flew past the bridge.
"Go to your quarters and get any personal items you can't bear to lose," He said. "I have some calculations to run."
On an EVA pod
The EVA pod flew the two astronauts-cum-lamprey-spacemen towards the Galaxy. The cargo doors had buckled, and it looks like the running lights around the 1st level airlock were flickering.
Jessica did little more than sigh for a second. "We'll go through the top airlock. I don't like the look of the main one."
As the flew around the front, they saw the intermittently-lit hole that was the galley and the cargo hold behind it.
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Post by dakota on Feb 27, 2016 8:17:47 GMT -5
McKenna was about to argue more, but she knew it was pointless. "Your a good man, Captain. Don't do anything stupid then." She took a chance and gave Tawfeek a peck on the cheek before making her way back to medical to gather her meager personal belongings and stuffed them in her med bag. She did not want to leave Foreman either, but there was no way she could move him by herself so either she would need help from the others or he would have to stay with the captain.
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Post by kurff on Mar 11, 2016 15:12:07 GMT -5
"Agree, Its probably in better shape that the main one. Lets see how well the crew faired. If we have to make a run to a station for O2 and water we can use this pod to that." he added. If he was flying he guided them in, otherwise was content to let Jessica fly.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Mar 16, 2016 12:59:41 GMT -5
Outside Even the guy in the pod turned his head at Mensk at the comment.
As they approached the ship's airlock, Jessica hopped off. and landed on the ship. She didn't take Mensk's bate on welfare and travel.
"We'll go in, and then pull the pod into a lock position." She said, matter-of-factly. "Once it's locked, you can see the captain. I'll handle our friend."
In the Medical Bay The lights continued to flicker in the medical bay as McKenna gathered her equipment.
As she did, she could see her breath.
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Post by dakota on Mar 26, 2016 13:34:32 GMT -5
McKenna shivered unintentionally as she saw her breath, and assumed it was because of venting atmosphere. Having everything she needed, she started back to the bridge. She keyed a comm, "Captain, we're losing heat quickly back here." She said, pausing only long enough to pull on a sweater before continuing back to the bridge, closing every bulkhead she could on the way.
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Post by kurff on Mar 27, 2016 19:24:50 GMT -5
Per:CFzFNAz41d20 JiC: 1d20 JiC: 1d100 Pilot (?): 1d100 "Sounds good, better to keep our ride nice and safe." he landed pod carefully as he could, "Be careful. need anything hollor." Mengsk said with a nod at her. Once landed and the pod is secure he make his way to the bridge. Preferably passing a spot to grab a tool kit and flashlight just incase.1d20·1d20·1d100·1d100
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Mar 30, 2016 8:54:07 GMT -5
Mckenna "Understood," Tawfeek said. "Hurry back."
Generally "Mensk, Stephens, keep your suits close," Tawfeek said. "We're venting heat. Once you both are safely inside, head to your quarters, grab anything you cannot live without. You will be transferring ships shortly. Mensk, when you are done in your quarters, I need your help on the bridge."
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Post by kurff on Apr 2, 2016 15:57:52 GMT -5
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"Understood captain, Tools and movie collection...." he responded. He was sure the rest would be far sentimental and need the space. Given the trait of most people to be dramatic he could guess what was going to happen. Once his favorite jacket, movies and tools he absalutely needed were safely stowed..headed to the bridge.
"So, what exactly do you have planned?" Mengsk asked already suspecting a Captain Ahab maneuver..1d20·1d20·1d100
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