Re: Episode Seven: Securing Mars
The cards were shuffled and dealt, bets made, cards laid down...bets collected, cards passed to the next dealer and shuffled again, and the cycle repeated, as the Ranger raced through space to try and catch up with the destroyer it had sent out. Other ships in the task force moved ahead, others strayed behind...it was a 'best possible speed' situation, the Captain decided.
As it turned out, Vance had a terrible poker face...and really bad luck with the cards...and between the two, ended up losing, consistently. Hanako--either because she was female and unfamiliar to the ground crew, or because she had a good poker face--ended up winning quite often, and the various members of the ground crew won the rest of the hands...usually apologizing to Sarge when they beat him.
As a result, for Hanako, the time seemed to fly by. For Vance, it was interminable. But, finally, the alert sounded and the announcement came over ship-wide PA--"All Veritech pilots to your fighters, standby for launch orders within the next five minutes."
On the bridge, expressions were grim. The Invictus had reached range where it should have had sensor contact with the James Madison...and couldn't even raise the ship on communications. They were proceeding with full active sensors, hoping to find something...anything...that would let them know what was going on.
The comm came to life. "Ranger Command, this is Commander Davis of the Invictus. We're getting some kind of sensor read, but it's...hazy..."
Captain Wilson keyed his comm panel. "'Hazy', Commander? Can you give us something more to go on than that?"
"The mass reading corresponds roughly with the James Madison, Sir, but we're not getting a solid read. We're still at extreme range, Sir, and there's still no response to any of our hails, but..." He went silent for a moment, then came back on.
"Sir, we're picking up multiple distress beacons...from roughly the same location."
"Hold your position, Commander, we're only seconds behind you. If this is some kind of alien trick, I'd rather send the fighters in first..." He turned to his flight control officer.
"In thirty seconds, launch Echo Squadron to intercept the James Madison," he said, with a look out the viewports.
"Assuming that she's still intact enough to wear the name," he added, in a low voice.
The Invictus appeared on sensors first, then viewscreens, then was actually visible through the viewports, as the Ranger came up alongside, dropping speed to match. "Signal the other ships...rally on this location, we'll proceed from here when we've got everyone."
As he gave the order, comm officers commenced sending out scrambled tight-beam transmissions. At the same time, the flight officer gave the order, "Echo Squadron, proceed to launch. You'll be given flight coordinates in space."