< Note that t`Ren is now know as t`Rhenn ((a more Rihannsu spelling for her name)) >
[Oria]
The Major sits stiff- really stiff- in her chair. The Oira is fiercely
back lit with throbbing red/orange alert lights. Engineering was almost
ready to begin the temporal cloaking - the ship itself already in standard cloak and approaching the main planet in the lowlands region. Rhenn`s lips quirk as her fingers race across the biting green VR display aside her arm, and a simple order wafts out...
[Engineering]
"...Engage"
Ragarok tapped his communicator. "Acknowledged." Silently, he crossed his fingers and prayed to all the elements on the periodic table. From this point on he was all business. "Dropping out of normal cloak, engaging Temporal Cloak now." He utilized the VR display and access in order to accommodate the sheer amount of data he had to take into account. With his eyes closed, he reached out to activate it. "Beginning chroniton stream."
[Oria]
The scream is deafening- the terribly audible noise produced by
the rattle of deck and acceleration of space time - all is a blur. The
dizzying sensations fade quickly, proving Ragarok sound once again for
dealing with problems on the fly.
The Ts`Irk speeds on through the system. She passes, unscathed, through an enormous battle, which is raging over the target planet. Had they not been occupied by all the calculations and the sheer terror of the "experiment" the Oira staff would have marveled at the scene before them. Ships nova in accelerated time frames as the Ts`Irk plunges ever onward into the near future.
"Shuttles away!" shouts the Ops officer. "Rellhai!- I'm still reading
tr`Kunto's shuttle- but the other has disappeared!"
t`Rhenn> Science! ::pours the data into her main VR heads up display::
tr`Lar> ::runs a rapid review of the data:: Shuttle bay sensor logs show no chroniton emissions from the second team's shuttle... they must have lapsed back into the present.
t`Rhenn> What would that do to them? ::looks over at the Ops chief::
status on the other parties?
tr`Lar> I have no idea... I'm sure nothing good- but they should just
snap back into standard time. I have never observed anything like this, so I can't speculate
OPS> Raith`s forces have completed beaming... tr`Nerik and his team have departed as well.
t`Rhenn> There is nothing we can do for the Rangers now- Helm! pull us
out of orbit.
Helm> ::sets coarse:: heading away now rekkhai
The Ts`Irk splits away from her dropped ground forces. Seconds before
dropping the cloak and before anyone can breath a sigh of relief
the ship is rocked viciously and thrown spinning out of control...
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