--------------------------------------------------- [i][b]~~~~~~Storm Raging Sea/Port Royale/Command Room of Trident Warship~~~~~~[/b][/i] [b][i][color=007236]...Command(Core Diagnostic): Main Core - Offline. Reason: Primary Connectors severed. Solution: Remaining power has been rerouted and transferred to Reserve Power Stations.[/color][/i][/b] ...... [b][i][color=007236]…Command(Reserve Power Diagnostic): 62% remaining within Reserve Power Stations. Reason: Stations 3, 7, and 8 damaged beyond basic use. Secondary Connectors to hold non-stored energy until Stations are available. Solution: Remaining Stations 1, 2, 4, 5, and 6 currently storing excess energy beyond safety limits. Warning, measure insures release of static build-up through available outputs to allow non-stored energy access to available Stations.[/color][/i][/b] ...... [b][i][color=007236]...Command(Lyphemus Systems Diagnostic): Primary Engines - Offline Secondary Engines - Offline Primary Weapons - Offline Secondary Weapons - Online/70% Gravitational Tethers - Online/40% T.R.I.D.E.N.T Class C Shield Emitters - Online/90% Primary Long-Range Communication - Offline/Power Conserve Secondary Short-Range Communication - Offline/Power Conserve Internal Sensors - Online/63% External Sensors - Online/55% ....... [/color][/i][/b] The list on the screen went on and on for Nomis, the many Offline symbols clearly outnumbering those that were Online, even the partially working systems. It was clear the main problem was that of a lack of power. Without the Main Core many of the systems were simply dead, the Reserve Power having a hard enough time trying to keep the systems it deemed important, that of Air-Filtration, Sensors, even Weapons, from going Offline. The event of the crash causing a similar situation to that of a ship damaged after battle. The raising of the ship’s shield helped with keeping the waves from crashing against the sides of the vessel, though the force behind them was still enough to echo loudly once they now had another surface to strike against. From the looks of the storm from inside the shield, it appeared it wasn’t going to end anytime soon, in fact the increasing intensity of the waves was a good enough sign that things were going to get much worse. The ship was in no way capable of taking flight again, at least not without help, and definitely not within the timeframe until the power ran out. And so as each non-necessary system was shut down by Nomis, and the Reserve Power slowly began to rise, the single monitor Nomis had to work with already was busy with another program, the initials L.R.C printed on the top of said open window. “[color=9e0b0f]Ilios...send a ship immediately to the source of this transmission. An explosive discharge of energy has grounded this vessel and I need to extract any usable data from the systems. Respond with estimated timeframe for arrival.[/color]” No voice came as a reply. The readings for the outgoing signal appeared to show it breaking up time to time, the strength of the broadcast wavering even reaching dangerously low levels before rising again. Any kind of a message sent through would become the same way, stretching and distorting before finally fading out of existence. Only bits of the message would be sent out if lucky, but this wasn’t what Nomis wanted. [b][i][color=007236]...Command(Primary Long-Range Communication Diagnostic): Long-Range Communication Array - Online/23% Reason: Redirection/Booster Arrays severely damaged, unable to project signal over greater distances. Solution: Damaged systems and Energy Limiters disengaged from Main Array will allow higher input of power for continual transmission. Warning, course of action may cause further damage to Array’s internal systems over prolonged use.[/color][/i][/b] “[color=9e0b0f]...some of the Primary Connectors may be salvageable...pieces anyway...and perhaps the reinforced plating from the damaged sections could be used to take the brunt of the heat during the transmission…[/color]” The list Nomis seemed to be making to himself appeared to get longer the more he spoke to himself. Already the few Hooded Figures that had survived the crash in the room were already silently moving once again. The figures seemingly knowing exactly what to do as they began to cannibalise the damaged monitors and machines from around them, carrying piles of metal and wires before marching out and into the connecting hallways. It was only when the Control Room went dark that Nomis finally made his way out after the Hooded Figures, the sound of metal scraping against one another echoed loudly throughout the hallway as Nomis swiped his Tainted hand through the air, forcing the heavy steel doors to close after him. The Hooded beings stood waiting at the end of the hallway, the rest of the way blocked just like many other sections of the ship had become, yet the group waited for their Master, standing to the side to allow the man to inspect the collapsed rubble for himself. Just like with the heavy set of dark laced doors, the rubble easily parted once Nomis raised his hand, the struts of dark metal seeming to have no problem taking the weight of the rubble as they formed a basic archway for the group to immediately start passing under. The sight of the floating Birugs hard at work was what waited Nomis and the others on the other side of the rubble, the hovering machines taking the places of workers, management, and even transport, the little robots having no trouble levitating the expertly cut panels the others had taken from the hallway. Taking one of the watching Birugs, its large red lense staring wide at it’s creator, Nomis seemed not to be talking to the one before him, but actually ordering the others through it. “[color=9e0b0f]Repurpose all useful items from the Main Core, including any workable Primary Connectors, and gather them all at the base of the Communication Array. And if any guests are running around down there, keep them out of the way until I’m ready to deal with them.[/color]” [i][b]~~~~~~Storm Raging Sea/Port Royale/Lower Decks of Trident Warship~~~~~~[/b][/i] The skittering of many legs continued to echo through the hallway with Dominic, Asahina, and the others, the sound seeming to say that the small group should be seeing the source of the noises right there, and yet the sounds still continued all around them. The moment some of the noises stopped near one of the walls was the moment a focused beam of energy shot out from behind the sheet of metal, the energy appearing just ahead of the leading Shinto but soon began to follow the wall back towards him. Soon more of the same types of beams began to pierce through the walls of the hallway, each one taking a few seconds to start moving in their own particular direction, yet it soon became clear what exactly they were doing once all the beams started to close in on one another. Having cut perfectly shaped squares, the panels easily fell from their place with a heavy thud, revealing the Birugs latched onto their surface with spider-like legs. Turning to face the group of four, the closest Spider Birug glared with its red lense of an eye, the gears inside it whirling into a sound close to a hiss, and causing the others that now littered the hallway ahead of the group to do the same. Scurrying towards Shinto, the lead Spider Birug gave a warning in the form of a brief blast from its laser, the red beam of energy burning past his shoulder before leaving the scorch mark on the wall behind the man, while the familiar sounds of skittering legs began to echo once again from behind the walls, this time coming from behind the group.