> The shuttle responded with static. > "No reply...hailing again." He put out a Class 1 Hail to them.
>He muted his voice from the channel and opened another, "Runabout Nile to >Mars Control. We have another ship behind us charging weapons, intentions >possibly hostile. Taking evasive action immediately. Please advise." >"Nile, this is Mars control. We understand the situation and are >scrambling some vessels to assist. >They should be joining you in a few >minutes," responded the same raspy voice as earlier. >"Thank you. Please hurry. Nile out." >After a few seconds of continued scanning, Wilson added, "I read three >humans aboard, two males and one female." >"I think we're in trouble gentlemen." >(ooc: wilson is not a guy.) >(ooc: sorry...my big bad) >Wilson glanced up from her scanner. She was not afraid, but she had to hope >that either of her companions had real shuttle combat experience. She did not. >Her field experience had never involved her making tactical decisions. >Since Boulay had not taken command, she looked to K'Tael. >"Commander, we may not have a few minutes," she said. (response?) David glanced at both of them as he continued his hailing work-he started to sweat...he had to keep it together or he'd never get back to his work. Joanna had put a spark in him to get his life going again and he wasn't going to let fear extinguish it _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
