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Borite / Sindal (Trojan Reach 2219)
Rahne, Mahan, Kesperziaiepr, Urien, Eirene
Romeo 1 and the Reclaimer's Intent, Borite
019 (Harrier, Week 2, Day 4) 1105, Imperial


The corsair should have an easy time landing the modular cutter, even as the control panel squawks that there is a growing loss of pressure in the cutter's fuel lines the entire time. At the same time, the crew's resident sensors operator and at-times engineer works diligently to ensure those same fuel lines don't overcharge or explode Something that might make for some white-knuckled final maneuvers to land in a space large enough for the vessel to be tucked away in a place where it might be more easily hidden, but where the Reclaimer's Intent can be landed close enough to make the transfer of crew and materials more easily done.

Meanwhile, aboard the Reclaimer's Intent, Earrod tries to make himself comfortable on one of the seats when invited to review the footage and recordings. While he is no master of naval engineering and warfare, he is an engineer, and an engineer's mind can easily enough make sense of what is being laid out before him. He nods, a bit surprised by the violence he witnesses. Even for a veteran spacer, the damage of a barbette on such a small target can be terrifying. To a man who's experience is with the one space-faring vessel they had before it was sold on Torpol, it is horrifying on a whole other level, entirely.

Arryne - the cutter's engineer - is one of the most agreeable to being cuffed. Though they try to shift and scoot away from the others among the crew as they are all gathered together to be transferred over to the Reclaimer's Intent. One of them, the cutter's gunner, is injured enough that he has need of a sling that the cutter's doctor was already in the process of making when they were boarded. He winces and grunts with every step jostling his arm as he shuffles to the ship. Dazl takes up a post to help act as security, as one might expect from a ship's marine, with a relaxed grip on the accelerator rifle from the armory as he watches them all intently.

The cutter's pilot is quick enough to answer questions under the scrutiny of Urien and Kesper.

The first thing he surrenders under questioning is the location of his base. It matches the energy readings that Urien detected near the end of the fight, faint and subtle near to where the cutter and the pinnace had been when first detected before the shooting began. And he is quick to offer "The bulk of us stayed back! Were expecting scholars and shamans and such!"

He also offers that there was only one other ship in the system besides the cutter and the pinnace. A jump-capable one - a 200-ton Far Trader - and one of the first things they had done upon sighting the Reclaimer's Intent was giving it the order to jump back to Chief Keia and tell him of the threat so that the full brunt of the fleet could be brought to bear on it. Had they not been captured, it would have been a horrible surprise. Now? Well now its just a matter of counting the days until the fleet arrives...

As for his chief? Of course, he is happy to brag about. The fearsome strength of Chief Keia, and how he has quickly begun to cut his way up the ranks of the raiders to make a name for himself. His power grows, day by day. He's been making deals and under himself, he's assembled a fleet that must come in somewhere in the range of 3,000 d-tons in all. Easily one of the largest cohesive groups of Oghman raiders in the entire reach. They might even be able to give one of the Lords of Theev a hard run if they ever came toe-to-toe, he brags.

As for the Aslan? He hasn't the foggiest idea. That was all dealt with above him. Likewise, if anybody else was planning any other raids, then he wouldn't know about them.

And when the topic of other slaves in system are raised, he none-too-subtly shoots a glare at Arryn. Without the confusion of the smoke, and the adrenaline of raiding the vessel running through veins, its easy to notice the simple steal collar that Arryn wears around their neck. It is only a moment though, before he answers: no. There are no other slaves in-system or in their captivity that he is aware of.

In total, you all find yourselves with the cutter's pilot and captain, a medic, the cutter's gunner, a raider, and the engineer. All of them currently bound and being held under your watchful eye for whatever you decide to do next as Kesper sets to work camouflaging the now-landed cutter. Aboard the cutter there is ammunition for slug rifles and snub weapons, some basic medical supplies, and rations for a few weeks operation. All fairly standard fare for such a vessel - even with a hole blown in its side, leaving no way to truly secure it from an intruder.

DJ P4NTSL3SS

DJ P4NTSL3SS


Borite / Sindal (Trojan Reach 2219)
Rahne, Mahan, Kesperziaiepr, Urien, Eirene
Romeo 1 and the Reclaimer's Intent, Borite
019 (Harrier, Week 2, Day 4) 1105, Imperial


The corsair should have an easy time landing the modular cutter, even as the control panel squawks that there is a growing loss of pressure in the cutter's fuel lines the entire time. At the same time, the crew's resident sensors operator and at-times engineer works diligently to ensure those same fuel lines don't overcharge or explode Something that might make for some white-knuckled final maneuvers to land in a space large enough for the vessel to be tucked away in a place where it might be more easily hidden, but where the Reclaimer's Intent can be landed close enough to make the transfer of crew and materials more easily done.

Meanwhile, aboard the Reclaimer's Intent, Earrod tries to make himself comfortable on one of the seats when invited to review the footage and recordings. While he is no master of naval engineering and warfare, he is an engineer, and an engineer's mind can easily enough make sense of what is being laid out before him. He nods, a bit surprised by the violence he witnesses. Even for a veteran spacer, the damage of a barbette on such a small target can be terrifying. To a man who's experience is with the one space-faring vessel they had before it was sold on Torpol, it is horrifying on a whole other level, entirely.

Arryne - the cutter's engineer - is one of the most agreeable to being cuffed. Though they try to shift and scoot away from the others among the crew as they are all gathered together to be transferred over to the Reclaimer's Intent. One of them, the cutter's gunner, is injured enough that he has need of a sling that the cutter's doctor was already in the process of making when they were boarded. He winces and grunts with every step jostling his arm as he shuffles to the ship. Dazl takes up a post to help act as security, as one might expect from a ship's marine, with a relaxed grip on the accelerator rifle from the armory as he watches them all intently.

The cutter's pilot is quick enough to answer questions under the scrutiny of Urien and Kesper.

The first thing he surrenders under questioning is the location of his base. It matches the energy readings that Urien detected near the end of the fight, faint and subtle near to where the cutter and the pinnace had been when first detected before the shooting began. And he is quick to offer "The bulk of us stayed back! Were expecting scholars and shamans and such!"

He also offers that there was only one other ship in the system besides the cutter and the pinnace. A jump-capable one - a - and one of the first things they had done upon sighting the Reclaimer's Intent was giving it the order to jump back to Chief Keia and tell him of the threat so that the full brunt of the fleet could be brought to bear on it. Had they not been captured, it would have been a horrible surprise. Now? Well now its just a matter of counting the days until the fleet arrives...

As for his chief? Of course, he is happy to brag about. The fearsome strength of Chief Keia, and how he has quickly begun to cut his way up the ranks of the raiders to make a name for himself. His power grows, day by day. He's been making deals and under himself, he's assembled a fleet that must come in somewhere in the range of 3,000 d-tons in all. Easily one of the largest cohesive groups of Oghman raiders in the entire reach. They might even be able to give one of the Lords of Theev a hard run if they ever came toe-to-toe, he brags.

As for the Aslan? He hasn't the foggiest idea. That was all dealt with above him. Likewise, if anybody else was planning any other raids, then he wouldn't know about them.

And when the topic of other slaves in system are raised, he none-too-subtly shoots a glare at Arryn. Without the confusion of the smoke, and the adrenaline of raiding the vessel running through veins, its easy to notice the simple steal collar that Arryn wears around their neck. It is only a moment though, before he answers: no. There are no other slaves in-system or in their captivity that he is aware of.

In total, you all find yourselves with the cutter's pilot and captain, a medic, the cutter's gunner, a raider, and the engineer. All of them currently bound and being held under your watchful eye for whatever you decide to do next as Kesper sets to work camouflaging the now-landed cutter. Aboard the cutter there is ammunition for slug rifles and snub weapons, some basic medical supplies, and rations for a few weeks operation. All fairly standard fare for such a vessel - even with a hole blown in its side, leaving no way to truly secure it from an intruder.

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