~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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Merinos banged his head on the pannel.......... "I fixed directional tracking, but without charts we are no good, half the charts were wiped out."

"Scan the stars." Shandrak ordered. Then she looked at Nakiso. "In a few minutes He'll be able to tell us where we are."

"Can you read minds too?" Krits joked. His humor seemed to irritate some of the Gingercats. Shandrak smacked his arm.
 
Tison growled at Krits, then got up and looked out a viewing port. While Tisep paced around worriedly and Nakiso tried to focus on the vision to find out where they were, Jiro repeated what he said again.
"Does this ship have a spare fighter or backup?" He said again, getting irritated.
 
"And maybe you can shut up so I can take two years to figure out Terrellian programming." Tison snapped.

"Does anyone have a backup or spare fighter with this ship?" Jiro spoke up, getting sick of Tison's rude demeanor.
"Nope. They were all taken out except for one, and he got left back there with Kyro... or jumped to the correct location." Merinos cued the star scan.

Krits smiled. he always tried to lighten the mood or find humor in whatever corner he could. He was very intelligent, but his mannerism once ticked off the King which was why he wasn't a Captain of his own. Plus he'd rather babysit his older brother. "You know Tison you should work wit Crut there. His personality is a lot like yours. You might find the experience refreshing?"

Crut grunted in response to his Prince.
 
"We have an escape pod that you can navigate...." Notros slapped his forhead. "is the pods nav computer independant or does it feed off the shuttles?"

"Tison, go test that theory- we may get lucky?" Merinos flung himself back over his chair.
 
"Nope. They were all taken out except for one, and he got left back there with Kyro... or jumped to the correct location." Merinos cued the star scan.

Krits smiled. he always tried to lighten the mood or find humor in whatever corner he could. He was very intelligent, but his mannerism once ticked off the King which was why he wasn't a Captain of his own. Plus he'd rather babysit his older brother. "You know Tison you should work wit Crut there. His personality is a lot like yours. You might find the experience refreshing?"

Crut grunted in response to his Prince.

Tison rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I bet that would work out well," he said sarcastically.

Nakiso looked up. "We're near the border of the Lunar Cat and Coracle territories." He said.
 
"We have an escape pod that you can navigate...." Notros slapped his forhead. "is the pods nav computer independant or does it feed off the shuttles?"

"Tison, go test that theory- we may get lucky?" Merinos flung himself back over his chair.

Tison's sullen mood seemed to lighten up a little. "Where is it?" He asked.
 
Shandrak pulled off her bandage it was glowing from the blood that had soaked it. She stood up, her wound seemed completely healed on the outside. She walked over to the middle of the floor and lifted a hatch where there was a central computer hub. It had fiber optic looking cables connected around a rectangular sheet that glowed with plasmid hues of green, purple, and white. She looked at Krits who nodded in return. She then squeezed out the bandage into the sheet which them began pulsating and the drops fell.

(Tracker is sitting next to Krits watching too?)
 
Tison rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I bet that would work out well," he said sarcastically.

Nakiso looked up. "We're near the border of the Lunar Cat and Coracle territories." He said.
"When the scan is finished we will know exactly where the firgate is and can signal it... Unless we can use that nav computer from the pod." Nostros smiled then patted Torik on the shoulder who had walked up next to him. "We can then get you were you want to go."
 
Shandrak pulled off her bandage it was glowing from the blood that had soaked it. She stood up, her wound seemed completely healed on the outside. She walked over to the middle of the floor and lifted a hatch where there was a central computer hub. It had fiber optic looking cables connected around a rectangular sheet that glowed with plasmid hues of green, purple, and white. She looked at Krits who nodded in return. She then squeezed out the bandage into the sheet which them began pulsating and the drops fell.

(Tracker is sitting next to Krits watching too?)

(Yes.)
 
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