Its in the shop for years, it was buried under the sand of a dead world and got the ever loving hell shot out of it by Kronos.
Kronos Kicking ass in Atmo...Q'sa Zero Kronos one
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The Missile latches on to the heat trail generated by M'kira's engines it;s radars lock on a second later. Streaking at supersonic speeds the missile closes the gap with frightening speed. Though fast the missile is has two weaknesses. It's too fast for the thrusters and airfoils that guide it, and it was programmed by a Najuhlim tech.... Both weakness give M'kira a slim chance of evasion so close to the ground.
The final dive Pushes M'kira into her restraints, pulling out of the dive slams her painfully into the the pading of her armor and acceleration couch. the Ground comes up to meet her and as she pulls out she can see the individual branches on a charred and wind twisted tree as it's upper branches streak past her cockpit. Behind her the missile slams into the ground sending up a geyser of smoke dust and dirt. For a second M'kira can breath easy...
As The agile Qetzl fighter crests a low rise M'kira gets a panoramic view of the ruins of an ancient city buried in a shallow valley. seven crystal spires rise high into the sky and the city seems to go on forever into the distance. As she streaks low over the city small arms fire streaks up at her pinging harmlessly off her armor.
Then ahead of her a sight she never expected to see, a charred and pitted orb of metal and glass rises out of a shallow crater. Larger than any dreadnaught in the Imperial fleet the craft blots out the sun as M'kira streaks under its hull.Smoke pours from thruster vents as some massive craft lurches into the air. The dull blackened hull gives the craft an menacing appearance, the spires rising from the upper surface glint with faceted crystal panels beginning to glow with a hateful green light.
As M'kira puts distance between herself and the massive ships her sensors scream warning as a surge of exotic particles warn of a Hyperspace rupture forming within Vid in the last year would instantly recognize the ship, Only the renegade AI warship Kronos had the four dagger shaped secondary hulls and massive spherical main hull that suddenly appeared over the two lifting ships.
No sooner than the spots clear from the entry flash a salvo of missiles plasma cannons and mass driver rounds slams into the second of the lifting ships. Kronos' deadly spinal mount cannons fire creating a sonic boom that is deafening even forty kilometers away, triple beams of pure disruptive energy slice through the targets unshielded hull as Kronos reels from the broadside unleashed by the lead orb.
As the burning hulk of the fatally wounded sphere ship crashes back to earth, Kronos and the Surviving ship engage in a point blank gunnery duel as they rise upwards with growing seed. swarms of insectoid fighters launch from the alien ship to duel with Kronos' fighter drones. The visual display lights up the sky well after the two ships are out of sight on the sensors of the Crow Aziza detects first one hyperspace jump then another as one ship attempts to escape into hyperspace.
One message comes in over the ships comm channels in the background a rich baritone voice howls in pure savage joy.“ we have this, you kids can go play….Damn…. Honey, would you just shoot the damn bitch and get us out of here..” the second voice on the comm is female and obviously not happy with someone.
the crew went and recovered the hulk and restored enough systems to manage one good shot from it's spinal mounts..into the ass of an unsuspecting Q'sa dreadnought which was Happily blowing the crap out of the Dreadnought "Prometheus, and Kronos at teh same time....result is the Q'sa god queen "SHE" too off like a bat out of hell before she could manage to kill Prometheus....his chassis/dreadnought crashed but he lived...which is why SHE wants T'risa dead, dead, oh so frikking dead.
as it is the Dreadnought will be in the yard for years, and T'risa has a small...cough cough stipend from the TAE, and YAU Imperium to pay for them being able to research the ancient tech aboard the ship...and incorporate it into their own systems...
The Valkiir just shrugged, we have some ships we can sell you at a discount...trade you for those nifty alien thigamabons...Technically Balkiir, Elspeth, and Poppy also have a healthy paycheck coming, as does anyone who signs on to the team...
The way the trust is set up is that any crewman on her team gets paid out of the rewward funds...so once you are officialy apart of the team money and goodies are easy to find....stayingg alive whie playing with them is gonna be a
Biscotti
