[USS Chimera NCC 96899-C - Stellar Nursery]
The sleek battle cruiser dropped out of warp and drifted through space in sheer momentum. The saucer section slid through the thick multicolored nebular clouds, peeling luminous wisps and dispensing them into the void of space. The eerie shapes and lights caused by the volatile actions of the newborn stars in the region reflected off the slick armor plating adorning the hull. The Chimera had arrived at her destination, and the stalking of the prey was set to begin.
"Adjusting sensors to the interference." Lieutenant Carpenter called from science. "Adjusting the viewscreen for the ultraviolet spectrum."
Captain Cropa Rojac sat in the center chair with one hand stroking the hairs on his chin. The viewscreen adjusted to display a myriad of colors translatedinto the visual spectrum. "Helm, what's our position?"
Lieutenant Dior turned around at her station. "That sensor interference has effected our navigational sensors as well." She turned back around and ran a scan. "We're off our mark by two clicks. I can get us at intel's coordinates in five minutes at full impulse."
"I'm increasing power to sensors, Captain." Lieutenant Vaughn reported from Operations.
"Thank you, Mr. Vaughn." The Captain said. "Lieutenant Carpenter, see if you can penetrate deeper with the long range scans."
"Aye sir." Mercedes replied. "Give me one minute to calibrate."
"Whats our tactical status, Mr. Levison?" Rojac asked.
"Shields are up. The stealth plating in nominal with no disruptions in coverage." The Commander replied. "Phaser banks are charged, tactical deflector is online and all torpedo launchers are armed with Quantum charges."
Rojac nodded. "Good. Make preparations to lead in with the deflector's Shield Disruptor Pulse and a torpedo volley. Let's take out as many warbirds as we can."
"Aye sir."
"Captain." Came a voice from science. "I'm picking up a several large duranium masses off the starboard bow. Bearing three-two-nine, mark three-two-two."
"Lieutenant Dior, intercept course at full impulse." Rojac ordered, unconsciously gripping his armrests. Athena must have sensed the tension rising within him as she cast a worried glance his way. He smirked in reply and whispered, "Buckle up."
"Course set, Captain." Dior called back. "ETA in one minute and seventeen seconds."
"Major." Rojac started.
"On it, sir." Walters cut him off. The Erassian Major pressed the ship-wide comm. "All hands, this is the bridge, report to battle stations. I repeat, report to battle stations." He read over the streaming departmental status reports as hey came in. "All decks are secured, sir."
"Forty-five seconds, sir." Dior called back.
"Mr. Levison," Rojac called rather calmly amidst the building tension beneath the of flashing red lights, "Anything on tactical scanners?"
"Sensors are still blurry, but I'm picking up seven singularity drives - make that eight. Three battle-cruisers, three scouts, and two cruisers." Levison reported. "Deflector and torpedo launchers are on stand-by."
"I'm detecting a clearing ahead!" Lieutenant Carpenter called out from science.
The mighty Chimera dove out off the clouds into an open void a million kilometers wide. She dove past a network of sattelites that were projecting a grid that kept the nebulous clouds at bay. Her sleek black armor kept the Chimera of enemy sensors as she quickly surveyed the scene in the artificial opening. In the center of the void sat a large structure unlike any starbase Rojac had ever seen. It consisted of a large circular ring with two large power generator structures on it's horizontal plane. In around the ring there appeared to be an array of emitters that lined the circumference. It's design characteristic were strikingly different from those of the Romulan ships patrolling it - it was unlike any design the young Captain had ever seen.
"What the hell is that?" Rojac asked.
"I don't know," Major Walters said from his right, "but I don't think it's a supply base."
"Science, get me a scan of that facility. Tactical, target those two scouts off our port bow." Rojac said. Their discovery was unexpected, but it didn't change the mission. Beta group still needed to destroy that 'supply base' or whatever the hell it was. And the Chimer needed to create as much of a distraction as she could to give the Away Teams their best possible chance.
"Target's acquired." Levison called.
"We are in attack range, Captain." Dior confirmed.
"Fire!" Rojac ordered.
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
<<OOC: Send in your reaction logs. I will be kicking a battle JL shortly. Aurora, Cortez - I will JL with you on the Eagle your insertion. Bren and the Rapier - get in range, you will more than likely be needed in battle. Ixus - launch the fighters. You can have a scorpion squadron come in-bound or you can focus on the station. Your choice. +rojac>>