by The Kingpin » Sat Jan 25, 2014 3:19 am
By the time the scramblers had been deployed, several things had happened. Lances of light speared through the sky, ion cannons taking out one of the remaining fighters as it lined up briefly with the cross-hairs, the autocannons meanwhile tearing the already damaged one to shreds, its slow pace keeping it from maintaining the degree of avoidance its comrades had thus far enjoyed. The ion cannons proceeded to split themselves between the remaining fighter and the main ship, autocannons firing in bursts whenever the fighter approached their reach, coordinating themselves with the ship's radar and firing before it entered their field of 'vision' in order to intercept it or cut off potential escape paths, hoping to corral it into a position that would allow the ship to hit it. Meanwhile, six of the ion cannons aimed at the main ship, leaving the other two to deal with the fighters should it prove necessary.
The Cyber-Warfare suite locked onto the main ship, junk data flooding their systems and scrambling its weapon control centre, the Marauder disrupting the targeting system and throwing off its aim sufficiently enough to avoid one of the rounds, the other hitting the shields. The barrier flashed brightly, dissolving a split second later, already drained from the previous hits, the vicious blow plunging through the ship's rear plating, shaking the ship with the resulting blast. Alarms blared as damage reports appeared on the cockpit screen, showing the damage. The round had torn through the plating near the tail, mangling the power lines connecting the reactor to the right engine exhaust. "WARNING: ENGINE ONE DAMAGED. REROUTING POWER. EMERGENCY SHUTDOWN IMMINENT" sounded throughout the ship. Khuurava cursed furiously, the sound somewhere between a feral snarl and what could be vaguely identified as some form of speech. Knowing his time was limited, Khuurava immediately had the ion cannons open fire on the main ship, beams of white smashing into the ship's hull and detonating, as the Ionic Rail Cannon's targeting system engaged and locked on, the gun's solid armour plate sliding back as t he gun rose from within, the massive weapon glowing as it locked onto the target. Khuurava kept the Marauder at an angle, maintaining the gun's lock as thoroughly as he could, a high pitched whine sounding out over the head, trailed by a low pitched boom.
The round hit almost immediately; moving at several dozen times the speed of sound, the inter-stellar weapon was far, far more powerful than anything in-atmosphere needed to be, the round all but obliterated the ship in a spectacular blue-purple explosion, instantly reducing the ship to slag and shrapnel purely by the speed, scale and mass of the projectile. The remains of the vessel rained down to the earth below as the round kept going, knocked off course but still moving, soaring out of the atmosphere and into low orbit, only slowing as it reached the edge of the planet's gravitational pull, a smoking trail the only thing to suggest it had ever been there; the remains of the burning debris of the ship painting the scene of the attack.
By now, the Marauder was rumbling and shuddering, systems beginning to shut down as a count down appeared on the holographic display. Khuurava struggled against the systems, thrusters kicking in under the ship to slow its decent as the weapons retracted, landing gear extending as he searched for the nearest plain. The engine's high pitched roar was reduced to a slowly deepening whine as the ship all but literally glided in for a landing in a nearby plain, the ship landing roughly, reinforced landing gear straining under the weight as the thrusters flickered and died, the vessel sliding to a rough halt as darkness engulfed the ship's interior...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG