[Oira, SRR Aylhr, Lloann'na Space]
Dais'erie'Riov Conn'Hae i'Caernu tr'Rok sat in the Command Throne,
his hands gripping the high arms while he seethed silently.
The Leih of the SRR Terha had taken a calculated risk, he had broken
formation with the other three ships chasing the t'Rakla, decloaked
and attempted to destroy the Warbird himself. His plan, to gain
Mnhei'Sahe for the ship's destruction, at the expense of his Wing
Leih and the Aylhr.
The fact that the Zakdorn aboard the t'Rakla had dropped phased mines
from the rear of the ship and then escaped back into warp had
prevented his plans from seeing fruition. This failure dishonoured
the Terha. If the ship's Rhaetelh'Saehne had not killed the Leih for
this crime Conn'Hae would see them both executed.
The Terha now limped along behind the other three ships, the Sentaire
being restored to it's place on the Aylhr's flank. The ship's now
closed once again on the Warbird fleeing at roughly warp factor six.
They had swiftly caught up with the ship, Erien t'Charon making
adjustment's to her sensors to scan better for mines in the subspace
field.
As Arrain tr'Randuiel pushed a little more speed out of the Aylhr,
careful not to push her too close, too soon.
"Ifvelhr'Saehne, prepare to decloak on my order. Amnei'Saehne,
Disruptors, target their Shields." came the Leih's voice, breaking
the silent tension that had taken hold of the Oira.
"Ie, Rekkhai." came the replies as the Ifvelhr'Saehne jumped quickly
to fulfil her duty. Her hand wavered over the holographic console
before her.
"Disruptors targeted. Should Reh use the Bolt Throwers, Rekkhai?"
asked t'Charon. IF they used the beam weapons on a target like the
t'Rakla it would suffer a lot more damage than his plan required.
"Na, Erien. Disruptors only." he insisted, frowning as t'Charon knew
his plans. Perhaps her way of putting others off the scent at this
time.
"Coming into weapons range, Rekkhai. 350,000km and closing." called
the Arrain at Gonaii, sitting intently watching the viewscreen.
The Leih nodded, "Ifvelhr'Saehne, let them see us!" he called loudly,
pointing over to her console.
"Decloaking, Rekkhai!" snapped back the acknowledgement.
Conn'Hae moved his pointed finger around towards t'Charon as he heard
the Aylhr decloaking, "Fire at will, Amnei. Take them down."
Looking back to the viewscreen he saw the t'Rakla decloak moments
after the Aylhr. Faster even than the SRR Hrao'd'era on their right
flank. With the ships decloaked there was no problems with
communication with the other ships. the Khhae'Saehne dealt with the
sudden influx of traffic from the ships of the squadron as the
disruptor's of the three forward ships began blazing. It would not
take long to take out this single ship.
The Leih hit his comm unit slightly too hard as the adrenalin surged
through his system, making his heart race as it had first as a
fighter pilot, and then on the Oira of this very ship during the War
with the Lloann'na.
"Reh want the 'package' ready to be delivered in 5 suiren-a." he said
on a secure channel to Arrain tr'Rok down in the Transporter Room. He
continued to watch as the disruptors fired continuously at the
t'Rakla, the Warbird attempting to carry out evasive manoueveres.
"Ready in Re, Rekkhai." tr'Rok spoke to the comm unit from the
Transporter Room
Suddenly all five ships were dropping out of warp, Jarok had
anticipated the t'Rakla's move fastest and followed her into normal
space. The other ships shot past before quickly recovering and
turning back to the attack. In the moment's confusion the Warbird was
bearing down on the Terha, all weapons firing.
The damaged shields and systems of the K'Sejnik class ship were no
match for the firepower of a D'Deridex II. Before any could react the
Terha erupted in a blaze of fire from the centre of it's saucer
shaped main section. The nacelles blew off in complete sections with
parts of each wing, flying in different directions as the small
pieces of debris that had once been a ship of the Republic died.
Conn'Hae realized he had leapt from his Throne and stood
contemplating changing his orders and blasting the t'Rakla out of the
sky. Without thinking his Ch'Vash'rek trained body began to calm
itself down, his breathing slowed and his heartrate started to slow.
The sound of tr'Rok's body once again broke his train of thought as
The Leih heard him say, "Arham Leih, transport on ninte mark."
As he sat back in his Throne the Warbird ahead of the Aylhr was once
again on the defensive, fleeing the three remaining Rihann'su ships.
He glanced up at t'Charon who gave an imperceptible nod.
"Acknowledged, Arrain. transport in Rhi.... Khi.... Thi.... Re....
Io.... Mark!"
The Oira seemed to go silent again as Conn'Hae waited for
confirmation of the transport of Ullhan tr'Rondra of the 'Dev' over
to the ship. The moment passed slowly before he heard the thweep.
Arrain tr`Rok tapped his comm unit once again, "Package shows safe
arrival, Rekkhai." he said to the Leih.
Conn'Hae smiled slightly to himself, his plan was all proceeding
nicely.
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