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"No, I'm alright, just you know hanging around..." Edward said out loud jokingly.
Bringing him self around, he pushed off on the ceiling with his legs, launching him self at the ground below. With his arms out forward he stopped his collision with the mess hall floor. Then in a fluid motion pushed off the ground at an angle, flipping him backwards. While flipping backwards Edward was hoping he could latch on to a chair behind him, to bring him self to a halt. Unfortunately he over shot it, whacking his forehead on the edge of a table instead. Which sent him rolling into a wall behind him.
"OW! You've got to be freaking kidding me!" He shouted out in pain holding his head, "Geeze! Man that hurts!"
He sat there for a moment holding his head, he felt a warm wetness on his hands, he was bleeding. Closing his eyes, he reached into a med pouch, and felt around for an antiseptic cloth pack. Finding one, he tore it open, folded it over, and applied it to his head wound. Stopping the blood from seeping out and floating around into the mess hall.
He sat there for a minute, embarrassed at his failed zero-g stunt attempt. And then with out a word launched him self towards the exit, and out into the hallway.
"I feel like such a moron,” he said to him self oddly smiling.
He decided the make his way to the medical bay, hoping he could find his way in the dark. Taking off the cloth he felt his forehead. A shiver ran down his spine as his finger ran across a wide bloody gash.
"Great... I can't fix this my self in the dark...", he thought to him self.
Putting the cloth back on, he pushed down it's edges, making it adhere to his forehead, giving him an extra hand to help him navigate the dark hallways.

After a few minutes of wandering around Edward finally decided he was lost. Until he came upon a woman covered in what looked to be dried blood.
"Hey! Um, do you know which direction the med bay is?" He anxiously said, floating by her, "I really need some directions."

Upon arriving near the Med bay, Kai noticed that he was slowly descending to the floor. Gravity plating must still work around here. he thought, though it was obvious that a zero-G environment is harsh on a wounded person. making contact with the floor just in front of the door, Kai walked into the familiar feeling of his own weight, though it was a bit off due to the cybernetic leg he was wearing.

the young captain walked up to one of the nurses on dudty and asked "Ma'am, could you help me find wether or not my new leg is ready?"
"Sure, hon" she replied, in a sweet tone, and scanned his name badge, the data popping up on her PC almost instantly. "Yeah, it's just the right time too, Thoughyou've gotta stay in here for 5 hours or till the whole ship gets gravity again, otherwise the medicine won't be able to bind everything togethe and you'll have a nasty limp"
"Ah" was kai's answer before walking into the surgery room to be put under for the operation, wich would be immensly painful if he was awake.

(( sweatdrop Hello everyone. I apologize for not making my introductory post any sooner. Please trust me if I'd say that I've been really busy, with all the school activities going on and the other RPs to catch up on. It took me quite some time to read the 4 pages that had run along since I last read, and somewhat lucky to have this power shortage happen. At least I can enter in now... Okay I'll stop OOC. >_>))

[Come on... stretch out your forces a little more...]

[Don't make unnessary monologues, Duran. Control that human instinct of yours.]

[Yes, sir.]

Some 30 kilometers off the mammoth ship's left flank, 8 Scrimitar Starfighters zoomed at incredibly high velocities and accelerating. Lagging behind them were 22 Scourge Starfighters preceding 4 Rapter Class Destroyers. Only 2 kilometers to the right of the slow moving ship were clumps of large masses of earth and frozen nitrogen, moving slowly and tightly close.

[Approaching the masses. We'll take advantage of the boulders to cover us and strike them from there.]

There was a collective affirmative among all the pilots' heads, which were all cut off when their sensors detected a gigantic moving metallic object straight in front of their paths. ToDuran's surprise, zoom in on the low light visual of the object took the shape of the Battle Hymn of the Republic. 'I thought our brethren said that it warped into hyperspace. It must have run out of power judging by its low engines... Perfect.' A sly smirk formed upon Samir's lips as he changed his vesel's course upon the small fleet's command to avoid the ship getrting involved. All knew it wasn't propped for battle. The Scourges, however, detected the Hymn as well, and considered attacking it. 22 split into two teams of eleven, one group continuing persuit, and the other considering to dismantle the vulnerable ship. 'Sh*t!' Samir cursed privately. If his thoughts were heard by the fleet's commander, he would have had to receive some painful headaches after the battle. The Scrimitars spread out, stretching the Scourges' forces. Duran and four others personally flew towards the Hymn to protect to protect it it. They flew around one another, swirling about as if they were a single ship with devastating power. Surrounding the enemy ships one by one, they took down 8 Scourges through their repetitive bursts of cannon fire while dodging with mentally coordinated ease through their superior agility. They went past two more Scourges and ambushed them from behind, finishing them off. All this took about a few seconds, but that wasn't fast enough for them to reach in time to keep the eleven Scourges after the large shieldless ship from reaching it. The Scourges fired some heavy blasts at the ship before behing caught by the rapid fires of the Scrimitars, and turning their attention towards the pesky vessels. Bright lights flashed in the dark space as the four Scrimitar ships worked desperately hard with coordination to fight the eleven heavily armed Scourges as a group. Taking the enemy down one by one was no problem, but having them altogether and being forced to go out in the open was not something that these pilots would be able to come off of easily. They tried several acrobatic tactics, several times makign Scourges hit each other.

One of the Scrimitars was shot down, and made a crash landing towards one of the Scourges. What emerged of the explosion was the heavily damaged large ship with something, beastly in size glowing in its superbly plated armor, its long tube-like coild of tentacles waving through space as it clung unto the ship's armor despite the high speeds they were going through. Two beam sabers shot out of its fists the thing began slicing and digging. The Drathonian fired its bright droth rifle atr the creature, but it merely caussed a slight dent upon the creature's armor. The Scourge lost control, as the two beings engaged inside, but then eventually went back up on track. The other remaining scourges did not know what happened, but the Scrimitars did. The unexpecting Drathonians got shot by their own units, and while distracted in a slight moment, were finished off by the Scrimitars in their ussual collective rapid fire. The two remaining scourges were forced to retreat, but were caught by the four other Scrimitars that returned from their separate battles over the asteroids.

But then, 4 larger vessels came into range. The Raptor Classes have arrived, and the Scrimitars weren't in very good shape. One more battle would be extremely dangerous, and they knew it, but on the other hand, there was a huge ship behind them that they figured would be a really important ally, yet running at its low engines.

((I hope that the power on the Hymn gets back on soon...))

"Blue lead-" *static* "-fering assistance!"

All of the pilots of the Scrimitars and the still functioning hijacked Scourge jumped up of their cockpits in surprise as the comm crackled to life, for the first in a long while. Darian, being in human shell, was the least surprised, and was the quickest to grab hold of his composure to answer. He switched about through different channels and finally stopped by once things sounded clear to make his transmission, "This is Private Samir Duran of the Blue-" a flash of memories came over him as he remembered crashing over to the planet of Trek after losing all of his comrades, all of the rest of his Blue Team. By that brief moment that he was distracted, one of the Raptors fired its cannons at his badly damaged ship. His comrades made a mental warning over him, but by the time he got back on track, it was too late. His engines were hit, and he was forced to maneuver his Scrimitar towards the Hymn's docking bay, repeatedly screaming into the comm to all channels, "Crash landing on your docking bay requested! Crash landing on the docking bay requested!"

Before the surgeons could do anything, An alarm blared, Kai, still functioning, Put his jacket back on and rushed out the door "Sorry I think they need me" was all his explanation. Soon after exiting the med bay his feet decided to lift of the floor, but his momentum was enough to carry him down to the Hangar and his scimitar. Obviously a bit of the power had returned as the blast doors were open and the atmospheric containment field was up. He hopped into his lime green beauty and started her up, yelling at a techie to unhook him before he closed the cockpit. That done, the green flash sped out the door and into the void. "Alpha leader here, green, you can tag on with me" The young captain called over the radio.

After the last battle, Ceres had been dragged to his room, noone could bear to see him like that, and now the bridge was being run by it's crew, from a purely self preservation standpoint. The Capacitors had charged up enough for the ship to fight for a while, but it would mean even more 'resting' afterward. The shields kicked in after the hit, which had bounced harmlessly off the hull of the Hymn, and turrets came to life, firing at the scourges which were in range and at the nearby raptors, too. The port solaris began charging up to take out the destroyers, which were a danger to the lone, limping battle cruiser. within a few minutes all necesarry functions for a battle were re-started and running smoothly.

A comm line chimed up in Duran's cockpit "Emergency landing authorized, be warned, defense turrets are up and you will be fired upon if you make any threat, Your transponder is not in our database so we are unsure of your identity" The line fizzled to silence and Duran's fighter was gently guided into the bay by gravitic field generators before being placed in an empty space on the hangar floor. the fighter was immediately surrounded by an armed guard and every turret in the room pointed at his fighter "Come out with your hands up, Unidentified pilot" one of the marines on the floor called.

(ooc- a lots has happened in a few posts)

Kurohime was not really concerned about the attack, even with this level of damage the hymn would be ok, though it would need to rest for even longer.
"Hey Kurohime we got one of the back-up generators fixed, it's the big one too, where should we put the power?"
"External weapons systems, we've got a little fight on our hands and some photon torpedoes will be useful about now. Keep working on the rest of the generators, I'll head to the launcher control room to give them a hand."
She pushed herself away from her console and towards the door.
She took her data pad and messaged the torpedo launcher control room, "You've got power top the launchers, and I'm coming in case something needs fixing."
As she glided along the corridor, she ended up at a viewpoint, and saw teh fight, most of the work was being done by interceptors and the shields, then a small ball of light hits a Raptor, causing massive damage.
"So they thought we'd not be able to use weapons in this state, bad move." she smirked, moving along the corridor.
"The rest were a piece of cake, it was the big one causing all the problems, interferance and the like."
"What now, we need more weapons and better shields, I'd rather not have those things survive to tell the rest where we are, so get the Solaris cannons working, lets see how the lizards like that."
"Sure thing."
She sent another message via her data pad to the Solaris Cannon Control room.
"Get those guns charging the minute it's safe to, there's lizards out there that need blasting."
As she continued to the Photon torpedo launch control room, a small explosion occured in front of her.
"Oh S***!" she shouted as a small ship managed to get through one of the larger viewports."
She felt the pull of the vacum outside, then the exterior bulkheads came down, sealing the hole.
"So what happened there?" she muttered pulling her pistol out.
She went to where the ship had stopped, after going through a wall, it was a Scourge star fighter.
"Damn lizrds, suicide run?" she thought turning off the safety catch, and setting the strength to high.
As she approached the ship, she saw movement, and saw a tail sli round a corner.
"Oh C*** This is not good." she suddenly felt gravity return,
"Well that makes my job easier," she muttered before going to her comm, "Security, get a fully armed squad to Level 37, Red Sector T, we've got a lizard on board, survived it's ship crashing through a view port. I'm going after it, at the moment, Ito, out." she dashed along the corridor, spotting a trail of blood.
"So you're injured huh, good." she thought as she continued the chase.

Tom's head came up. The radio crackled, a message from the engineer he had fought beside earlier. He snatched his own radio up, listening to the explosives man before sending his own message. "Explosives, I'll meet you there. If he doesn't go quietly, we'll try getting him from the outside. Shouldn't be too challenging." With that, he kicked off, jetting down the hallway. Vaguely aware that his eating hadn't been as perfect as it might in zero-g, he wiped his mouth onto his sleeve, shrugging as he cruised comfortably down the hallway.

If anyone had seen him pass, they would've had the privilege of seeing a human tank flying down the center of a hallway, backwards, reclining.