"Understood, firing lower batteries" Ossek responds, grimacing as she grabs hold of the weapon's controls. Guessing her way through the controls she swings the guns around and aims at the fleeing vessel. She squints, hoping in vain it will improver her aim and
The Sabre and Cyrian's fighter close in quickly on the slow ship, and can open fire. Ossek's shots are on target. Most is absorbed by the shields, and the bolts that get through are deflected by the ship's armor. Katjur is more successful, hitting dead on target. The shields are unable to stop most of the energy bolts, and chips of the ship's armor are ejected into space. Cyrian's attack, much like Ossek's, is too shallow, and the shots that manages to get through the shields are deflected by the ship's armor.
The fleeing freighter isn't going to make it easy however. Apparently, they have decided that the Saber is the biggest threat, and both laser cannons take aim at the transport. One of the gunner manages to at least hit the shields, but like Ossek and Cyrian, the shots are too shallow to deal effective damage. The other gunner completely misses its target, and the freighter slowly continues to pull away from the station.
Ossek smiles as she sees Kat's shot connect solidly with the freighter. She shouts up the ladder connecting the two gun turrets, "Nice shot, don't think I'll match that one!" Ossek chuckles before she returns to business.
She flicks the comm channel to the bridge, deep in concentration she doesn't even notice her natural hiss sneaking into her voice. "If there'ssss any technical magic on the bridge that can improve targetting I'd appreccciate it right about now. I'm going to aim for the enginesss." With that Ossek gives her colleagues in the cockpit time to do their thing as she lines up a shot as best she can. Finally, she squeezes the
Attack on Engines.
Attack: Dice Roll: 1d20
d20 Results: 16
-5 from no proficiency
+2 Ship INT
+2 Aid Another (Oln)
Range omitted pending ship movement (Luka)