((In Pursuit of Hovan Stealth Ships, Bridge, USS Independence-B))
Varati: ::excited:: Uh-oh! Collapse of structural integrity on Hovan 2! Simultaneous strong energy sure and release of the alpha emitter Bismuth… not dangerous in itself, but with other elements it can act as a catalyst…
Stros: There are power fluctuations occurring throughout the Hovan vessel. Structural integrity is surely compromised and we do not fully understand what the Hovan people use in their ships as far as building materials and energy conduits.
Moore: The good news is, now that I can get a full scan on it, there is no one onboard.
The suspicion was thus confirmed that the Hovans had gotten to safety in time and had deliberately used the second ship as a weapon against the Indy.
Stros: Lieutenant Moore, once we are in range, disable the other Hovan vessel. We will use the tractor beams to bring them back to Hova and return the stolen property.
Moore: Aye Aye, Sir. Locking up, and I’ll fire once we are in range.
In any case, this group of Hovans wasn't truly peaceful or even trustworthy. And further requests and demands wouldn't stop them.
With the side of her index finger, she tried to push the stuck strand of hair away from her face, but this ended up further smearing small drops of blood.
Varati: Bääh! … Okay, let's end this farce. With a few well-aimed shots, we should be able to accomplish this. It's un-be-live-able that they're still flying, that's truly audacious.
Stros: We can only hope that the Uwezo have not detected anything happening out here. Did we ever get a clear answer on their scanning technology?
Moore: Outside of looking like a gamma-ray burst, we should be fine.
They were already within range of Uwe II, and the Uwezos were anything but stupid, but hopefully this incident had gone unnoticed. Outwardly, hardly anything had happened, and there hadn't been an explosion either. Moreover, they had flown toward the relatively uninhabited side of the planet. Well, that didn't necessarily mean anything; there were probably sensors and telescopes everywhere. But at least a chance discovery seemed unlikely. And even if it had happened, could the data be analysed that quickly? And who knew how many "visitors" the Uwezos had already received?
Varati: Without feedback and measurement results from our other team, it's hard to say anything reliable about this. I agree with Lt. Moore; apart from a few tiny energy or radiation spikes, nothing should have been noticed – unless you're actively searching and know what the signals mean...
Stros: Let us get back to Hova as soon as possible. I don’t know about the two of you, but I feel I may be developing a rash from this disguise.
Kaito nodded to Stros and then turned back to his console.
Moore: Agreed, Sir. Also in range now… Firing…
Moore: Shields down, loss of power, and… they are adrift. ::He turned to look at Stros:: We got 'em.
Short-cut: a quick salvo at Hovan 1, and the scanners also recorded an almost immediate failure of the propulsion units. The day would likely end differently than Senor Dil and his comrades had imagined.
Varati: ::to Kaito:: Good shot, cowboy! ::fingerguns and a blink:: Very good! Then we'll first retrieve Hovan 1 and then tow both ships back to Hova. Surely someone will be happy to be returning home – or maybe not.
With a gentle smile, D’Cyra looked first at Kaito and then at Stros. It was a beautiful feeling, one that felt soothing. It wasn't a battle won, but it was still a small victory.
But the flashing signal of the emergency transmission quickly tore her out of her comfortable feeling.
Varati: Oh! It's the emergency signal from Commander Ro-, er, Hopper! Apparently there are problems down there on Uwe II...
[End of Act 2]