"Do it," Enjolras replied curtly, mouth a thin line as his jaw tightened further at the news. The Red Alert flashed crimson across all their faces, but he willed his mind a still, clear blue.
It had appeared out of nowhere, just as they had begun to approach the S.O.S. hail from the small transport ship. They had braced themselves for a trick of the usual nature -- Romulan ships to surround them, a band of pirates seeking more than just fuel and supplies, even a black hole would have been better expected than this.
It hadn't exactly been a black hole, even, that it had appeared so abruptly, pulled them in mercilessly and spat them out in another quadrant. It had seemed almost purposeful, as though it had been triggered for the main object of dragging the Corinth about like a ragdoll before crushing it into its external particles. Courfeyrac had been able to countersteer the careening ship "safely" through its clear center, and they had all braced for ... something, an impact, a painful crushing sensation, their deaths -- none of which ever came.
Luckily, the damage reported had seemed to be more internal and digital than external and physical, as the shields had managed to hold up during the initial battering of debris surrounding the anomaly. Even so, Joly had already reported a handful of cadets only lightly bruised at most, and Feuilly had yet to respond with the distortion to communications.
"Bridge to Engineering. Lt. Feuilly, status report. Do you read? The anomaly appears to be closing fast, and all ideas are welcome to the table as to how we can get back through it."
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Date: 2013-11-07 09:16 am (UTC)It had appeared out of nowhere, just as they had begun to approach the S.O.S. hail from the small transport ship. They had braced themselves for a trick of the usual nature -- Romulan ships to surround them, a band of pirates seeking more than just fuel and supplies, even a black hole would have been better expected than this.
It hadn't exactly been a black hole, even, that it had appeared so abruptly, pulled them in mercilessly and spat them out in another quadrant. It had seemed almost purposeful, as though it had been triggered for the main object of dragging the Corinth about like a ragdoll before crushing it into its external particles. Courfeyrac had been able to countersteer the careening ship "safely" through its clear center, and they had all braced for ... something, an impact, a painful crushing sensation, their deaths -- none of which ever came.
Luckily, the damage reported had seemed to be more internal and digital than external and physical, as the shields had managed to hold up during the initial battering of debris surrounding the anomaly. Even so, Joly had already reported a handful of cadets only lightly bruised at most, and Feuilly had yet to respond with the distortion to communications.
"Bridge to Engineering. Lt. Feuilly, status report. Do you read? The anomaly appears to be closing fast, and all ideas are welcome to the table as to how we can get back through it."