Twisted metals shapes of at least ten other ships floated in space, creating a curtain of melted broken metal.
The powerful form of a Raven class Battleship surged through the wreckage, completely unharmed from the carnage surrounding it.
The scence flashed white, and was gone.
“Well done Lieutenant, that’s the highest score in that scenario recorded in the last ten years”
The crisp form of Senior Instructor Ryaln Vilberin stood over the simulator and the crew that operating the simulated Raven.
They all snapped to attention and saluted in thanks.
“And you, Engineer Utalola, that was an extremely impressive display of your knowledge and capability of defensive systems.”
“Thank you sir’
“Good enough to attract the attention of certain Capsuleer parties.”
He smiled
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“Chief! We have fires on decks five and seven!”
“Deploy emergency nano-repair systems, give me direct control of all defensive systems on this blasted ship!”
“Sir yes sir!”
Now, to save this stupid capsuleers arse and make sure we all live to see the next station.
Did I mention I hate armour systems?.His hands flew across his command centre, routing and re-routing defences to pre-empt and repair incoming damage, the armour nearly buckling but the overheated repair systems working to the powerful projectile rounds from shearing apart the great golden hull of the Paladin.
Sweat poured down his face as the armour slowly whittled away to nothing, straining himself to bring even the most minute amount of efficiency out of the repair systems
Come on you bastard! Get us out of here!The readout for the armour hit zero and his heart missed a beat.
“NO NO NO NO!”
Then there was nothing.
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“Engineer Utalola?”
“What, where am I?”
The large form of a Khanid man, mearly a foot taller than the others in the room, stood at the end of his bed?
“Am I with the Ancestors now?”
A soft chuckle from the large man which, to his ears was surprisngly soft and warm.
“No, you are still alive and it seems I have you to thank for keeping myself and our crew alive.”
“Our crew?”
“Yes, I am your Capsuleer and I am offering you a full time position as my Chief Engineering Officer”
It took a moment to sink in.
He smrked a little before replying “It means more armour systems doesn’t it?”
The Khanid laughed openly “Yes, I suppose it does.”
Arkiras sighed then nodded “I’ll do it”
The Khanid offered him a hand, which he took and shook firmly
“Welcome aboard then, I’ll see you in Hangar 13-b, Theta level”
“Thank you sir.”
The large man shook his head before he walked out “No, thank you”
[I hope I wasn't too late! C'mon now eh eh eh?
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