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SR listens intently to Me's proposal. It makes enough sense that he is willing to give it a shot. He looks over most of Femalereaver's time triggered sabotage and figures that there is one factor in that can be if not overidden at least delayed, time. He suggests that they glitch the nav computer to slow down its internal clock so that they remain in hyperspace approximately 15 more minutes longer than originally need to complete the trip. This will cause them to arrive in the same planetary system yet not neccessarily at peril's front door, this may also give them enough time to allow the jump engines to recharge without the need of out in out combat. SR does admit that this also could place the Tree smack dab in the center of a asteriod field or the crushing depths of a gas giant, but what is life without adventure?

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

TheRealMe is standing ready in a vac suit on the Sereni-Tree’s hanger deck. The hanger is being kept in a vacuum for the time being. In front of him is the shuttle Napoleon Bonaparte, fully fueled and with weapons ready, prepared to depart on the raid against the Reavers for the supplies and spare parts that Sereni-Tree will need. Waiting inside the shuttle is the strike team assembled by BrownCoat2007.

TheRealMe touches a control. “Bride5?”

”Quincey here on the bridge.” She sighs. ”Still ready to dodge whatever. Still waiting.”

“Bride4?”

“Jet here in Main Engineering. Main maneuver drive is just idling, but we retain a tremendous velocity with respect to normal space. Ready to bring up the drive for dodging maneuvers. Power to S.E.P. field generator holding steady.”

“Jake7?”

”Jake7 here at the main gunnery station. Ready to shoot anything in our way.”

“BrownCoat2007?”

“Yeah, here in the shuttle, waving at you through the window. When does this thing happen?”

TheRealMe waves back, smiling weakly. “Not sure.” He checks his chronometer, which is set to standard time, not slowed like the bridge nav computer was, based on ScorpionRegent’s recommendation. “There is something like an 80% chance that we will translate to normal space within the next five hours.”

”Five hours?!” BC07 was getting impatient.

They had been waiting like this for a few hours now. Too bad that the exact time of hyperspace dropout was so uncertain.

Suddenly, a shudder goes through Sereni-Tree.

“Five hours… or five seconds!” TheRealMe says. “Quincey, dodge whatever we’re about to hit! Jet, supply her with power. Jake7…”

A chorus of echoes answers him. ”I KNOW!”

TheRealMe reaches out, and a spot of light appears before him. It grows larger, to become a ring of fire surrounding a dark void, about the diameter of a tall person. “Browncoat2007, my dimensional portal will be able to compensate for the difference in velocity. You should arrive more or less at rest with respect to your destination.”

The Napoleon’s pilot pulls a lever, activating the shrinking technology that Rat once created. The large shuttle shrinks down to about a foot in length. The pilot launches the shuttle through the dimensional portal, which TheRealMe closes after they are gone.

TheRealMe sways back and forth, almost thrown off his feet. Quincey must be taking the ship through its paces if he can feel that much acceleration through the inertial dampeners! The curses coming from the bridge channel, combined with the loud clangs against the hull, tells TheRealMe that Quincey’s dodging ability is not perfect. The ship’s main batteries fire multiple times, no doubt clearing rubble from its path. He winces as something else slams against the ship. Then there is a steady tapping on the hull, as if from hail. He sighs. “Hold together, baby!”

With only a few mishaps, Quincey, Bride5, manages to thread Sereni-Tree through the hole in the asteroid belt cleared by Jadehand. The ship speeds its way to the outer system, coasting on the great velocity built up while in hyperspace.

Minutes later, after Sereni-Tree is out of immediate danger, things start to explode or short out all over the ship.

“Bride4, we need an inventory of everything that just got damaged, so we can give it to our raiding party!”

There is no response from Jet.

“Bride4?”




NOTE: Jake7, if you would like to go on the raiding mission, I can put someone else in the gun turrets.


TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Originally posted by BrownCoat2007:
... now, what can I get for you SR?"

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Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
"I'm just fine, thank you very much." He returns the previously loaned belt to 7. "My weapons are still safe where I left them and I'll be arming myself appropriately very soon. I'm loathe over burden myself with a entire arsenal it tends to slow me down, make noise, get in the way, and cramp my style. Besides I've seen too many greenhorns armed to the teeth try to swarm across the rail to board a ship at sea, lose their footing and go straight to the bottom because they couldn't have enough weapons. Talk about taking it with you...," SR closes his eyes and shakes his head at the memory.

Scorpion Regent

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The Sereni-Tree and the Raid on Reaverworld

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Originally posted by Bluefishie:
*stops mid-stride, glancing up at a suddenly unlit ceiling*

"What happened to the lights?"

(OCC: giggles at BC's double post)

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
As the shiny orb hits the wall, it bounces off and smacks BC07 directly in the forehead, where it cracks and seems to stick there. Some kind of ooze leaks out of the orb and down his face. Then he feels something that tickles. Something is moving! He grabs for it and finds some kind of odd tiny purple squid-creature with wriggling tentacles.

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