[MM/RP] Turn 42 - FedSuns vs The Dark - Hunting Mission - Cancelled

[Fatebringer]

The Melissa Davion acting alone, jumped into empty star system looking for the remnants of the Command Naval Star that had mauled the previous 5 ships that went hunting them. The Taurians reported the fighting was fierce and that when they left, all ships were barely functioning.

The powerful Avalon Cruiser was working off of a report passed on by a merchant vessel commander that handed them a report from their agents in the field. A fox team had spotted the Osis Pride, but the ships Captain had a visual on his own ships recording device of the Red Dwarf by itself in this system, trailing the other ships due to engine damage. The massive transport would have been a wonderful prize, but if the Red Dwarf managed to make berth at their hidden base and been repaired, it would be the deadlier of the two. Catching the ship by itself while it was wounded would make a world of difference to the Avalon Cruiser. The McKenna class outweighted it by more then twice it's own weight and had three times the firepower.

Vice Admiral Otto von Luckner shouted across the bridge. "One CASE of Lachan County Ale, which I personally won from Duke Kell in '62, to the first one to spot her!" Those deck hands that weren't vigorously checking instruments, ran to view ports to see if their naked eyes could garner then the reward before sensors could come back in. Otto's ajudant Wilhelm gave him a leary look, "You met Morgan? Or more to the point, he lost ... to you!?" While the crew mummbled about seeing things in the dark, Otto brushed his cape back. "I didn't say what he lost to me in, but if it matters to you, lets say it was at counting toothpicks, the old man's eyes aren't what they used to be." Whilhelm raised his eyebrow quizically. "That Old Man's eyes are so keen, he would have spotted the ship the second we arrived, Sir." Otto chuckled, "Oh come on, if one little white lie gets them to look harder..." He was interupted by Janice Meckland at the doing the main sensor sweep. "Sir, she's Six-Four-Oh thousand kilometers to port, her canvas is unfurled." Otto clapped. "Huzzah dame Janice, you have earned the prize. Or should I say, the Melissa earned it for you. Bring us about, lets ask the lady if she wants to dance. Load tubes with Baraccudas, we'll send the invitation as soon as we're in range. Make for double speed and keep her straight, when she sees us, she'll pull in her sail and we'll see exactly what kind of shape she's in."

[Dave Baughman]

OOC: Fate, can you please PM the GM team the flight path of Melissa Davion to reach 3942?

[Fatebringer]

Yeah, I see your point now. Didn't look at hexes, just went "CHARGE!!! XD" Please disregard this post. The Melissa will use her movement to get closer and pray the trail doesn't get cold.