<USS Avalon> Avalon: The dance of death begins
- From: Constance Koenig <dorafane@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: avalon@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Thu, 3 Sep 2009 07:51:52 -0700 (PDT)
They launched into the wicked dance of death. Each heading toward their
intended targets. Rechecking the computer readouts, the fighter pilots headed
toward the first target. Dora felt the first marines die as their fighter
exploded. She vowed she would avenge them. Tracers lit up the dark sky of space
as the fighters fired and weaved between the phaser blasts and torpedoes of
both the Avalon and the enemy. Fire, dive, evade. The dance. She felt more
marines die, evaded the debris of the fighter that just exploded in front of
her. Was that the arm of Gratin or Butte? Funny the things your mind asked at
times like this. The world around her seemed to move in both fast and slow
motion. There quickly, she dropped her first load of the new prototype mines
that would hopefully modulate with the shields and go through them like butter.
She evaded as more enemy fire raced toward her. She felt the shock-wave as the
mines exploded. They worked! That ships shields
were down. She sent the coded message to the Avalon. They should now be able
to either disable or destroy the ship. No time to collect her laurels. There
were other targets to acquire............
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