Minor notesheet about ships: 

 304 max speed: 0,6 lightspeed

 Ha'tak max speed: 0,15 lightspeed

 Al'kesh max speed: 

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Eyes darting over the holomap, Black spotted the incoming Al'Kesh and quickly pinged it on the map. All railgun positions automatically redirected their fire and promptly removed the offending ship from the sky, leaving the gliders alone for a few seconds. "Status?" she barked at the weapons tech. "We're in range. Ma'am, we're only detecting two lifesigns on board." Captin hummed at that. Was the alliance understaffed or was their commander jsut trying to avoid losses? and what did it matter. "fire, but monitor their shield output. If they fall below critical wear them down with railgun fire, we'll try to seize the ship." she said, tapping to the internal communications: "Black to Falk: The enemy capital ship is only crewed by two, get some of the gas ready jsut in case, we'll never get another opportunity like this." she relayed, returning ehr attention to what was going on outside.

[hider=Update]

Lucian Alliance Forces:

1 Ha'tak in Theatre - Damaged structurally. (Right of the Bridge from inside the ship: Weakened shield emitters) - Overall shields at 39%

1 Al'kesh still in action. 1 Al'kesh destroyed.

30 Gliders, 9 Piloted. 3 Pilots Killed (Rendering their wings useless), 6 pilotless destroyed

Tauri Forces:

 1 BC-304 Catherine Langford - Shields at 86%, minor hull breaches.

 5 Nuke armed F-302s, 4 Not launched (2Ground,1Recon- one recon was destroyed over Tolia), 7 AntiAir, 1 badly damaged.

 [/hider]

Dey watched the Langford pursue the Ha'tak, its metal body shifted in the black void with weapons blasting towards the pyramid like ship.She could almost hear the mental torn by the attack when the bridge's right side took the hit, it's shields weakened by the attack as Deyika's eyes shifted to the read out.: 39%. She frowned dismally at the small percent and bit her lip, a little disappointed at her first battle with the Tauri being so pitiful. Tonak would be slightly upset with her she thought before her eyes spotted another ship. Within moments, the Ha'tak which had fled arrived once more from right behind the Langford's rear flanks. Immediately it fired at the close range it had acquired after escaping from hyperspace, it's deathgliders quickly dispatched to join the fray. Already she was down one Al'kesh, easily dispatched when the missle hit followed by the railguns. A slight sickening feeling washed over her at the result's sight. 

Already the remaining Al'kesh was drawing farther to the side, its weapons attacked the Langford's side. By this time, another Al'kesh, it's cloaking deactivated, had arrived. Quickly it made its way towards the remaining flank left open when the Al'kesh was destoryed. Her attemps at miltary attack was lacking as she was pretty sure the Tauri captain could tell, while the Ha'tak started to spin about on its axis to bring all its weapons to bear, while keeping the weak damaged spot a moving target.

“Hyperspace window!” the nav officer shouted, a blip pinging on Kat’s map. Another Ha’Tak dropped in right behind them and started peppering their rear with shots. “Another one! Al’Kesh, taking the side of the destroyed one!” They were boxing them in. The shields on the 304 were good in defeating the most powerful weapons but taxing them for this long time was known to be their weakest point. Sparing a few seconds of thought, Catherine put the ship to move.

“Helm, we need to get some distance. Pitch up, full thrust, break out of this box. Weapons, we’ll have point blank shot at the Ha’Tak currently behind us, hit it with the remaining beam batteries!” she barked, intending to put some distance between the Langord and the alliance forces and come about to break the static nature of the battle. “Updated diagnostic ma’am, frontal cannons functional but recharge is severely down. Five minutes per cannon.” Nodding sharply Kat confirmed.

[hider=Damage Roll]

[b]Lucian Alliance Damage[/b]

[i]Missile Barrage[/i]

OldHa'tak:

2 Nuclear Warheads launched: One intercepted - Sensor disruption to both parties.

 One Hit - Shields lowered to 34% on Ha’tak One

 

 

 NuHa'tak:

2 Beams Fired: Point Blank range so nothing lower than 3.

3 and a 4.

Forsythe: Targeting for both beams on same point = 6(Technically 7) on one system = System gone.

Randomizer says Weapons: NuHa'tak Weapons useless are useless.

Shields on it are down to 11 Percent.

NuAl’kesh is fine

OldAl’kesh beginning to experience Shield/Engine problems.

 

[b]Random Damage[/b]

Impact of ruined Death Gliders upon Langfords shield cause decrease by a further 5 percent.

Shields of the Langford currently at 69%

[b]Langford Damage:[/b]

Minor Hull Breaches/Fires,Some electrical malfunctions.

Shields down by 12 percent.

One F-302 still badly damaged.

Two F-302s running out of missiles.

[/hider]

Deyika cursed under her breath, her eyes narrowed as the Tauri ship shifted its position and steered clear of her efforts. Her eyes flickered over the damage reports, her lips deeped in a frown from mention the new addition Ha'tak had lost its weapons and one of the Al'kesh was experiencing trouble in her engines, affecting her mobility and her shielding. In a frustrated gesture, she tossed up her hands with an explaination. "Come on!" 

Her body slouched within the pilot sit, her bottom lip bitten lightly at her lacking success. The Langford barely seemed fazed by her efforts through she knew that could've have been true. After all, it have pedal up and away quickly enough so something must've been working. She recounted her remaining ships not currently in the battle then made some quick calucations. It was deserate, low, and clearly an unwanted price, but she had to buy her brother more time. She only hoped he would be through with his plans on the planet short, her eyes flickered to the communicate in a faint hope to recieve anything from him before she ordered the last Ha'tak she had left to join the battle. 

The Langford made escape the box tactic, a Ha'tak hyperjumped straight into its path. It was reckless and sudden risk to do, Dey almost instantly regretted it when she watched the large pyramid like ship shoot out of its exit onto the scene. Whether or not it had time to fire, it still tried. With any luck the death gliders would make it out with most the pilots intacted, but deep down she doubted it. If things didn't look up she was likely going to have to contact the Langford using the weaponless Ha'tak's communications, unless she wanted it's weapons system right up her ass. She only hoped the Langford wouldn't just murder the crew despite it being no longer a threat. 

The Ha'tak, whose weapons were out, was trying to re-establish the systems to once more join the fray. She didn't have the heart to tell it might be pointless, the damage likely more then just systems. The Al'kesh continued their firing, shifting positions to retain being difficult targets and trying to avoid the heaviest gun fire. 

A beep announcing a hyperspace window forming blipped through the C&C, followed by the shriek of collision alert. "DIVE DIVE DIVE!" Kat yelled out loud while grabbing something solid in expectaions of some good bumping, putting the alert tone to shame. The 304 pivoted, heading 'below' the pyramid ship. "Yellow wing, launch! Hit near the fighterbays, try to catch some of the gliders in the nuke blast!" she growled, venom dripping form her town. That move was reckelss and if she got in touch with whoever it was she was fighting agianst, she would tell them what she thought of them. Several more shots impacted the shield as the Al'Kesh were able to catch up to them for a while. "Resume course! all batteries, fire at will!" Captain ordered. Now it was three on one, and even though one ship was pretty much out of the fight, they weren't faring all that great either. "Rea'c, it's about to get hot out there, head for the barn ASAP." she advised the fighters. she'd rather recall them for rearming so they could redeploy later if things got too bad.

It was little surprise that Deyika's desperate tactic worked. It was unexpected, if not just risky, as she watched the Langford start to dive to avoid a collision. Dey could almost hear the ship's captian uttering some unsavory words but she wasted little time in dwelling in the satisfaction. First thing she noticed were the fighters being recalled. Naturally she smirked, her hand went to the communicator and ordered all the ships which could fire to attack the Langford. As a side measure, having guessed she would at least lose one ship in the process, Dey communicated for another two Al'kesh to appear. In moments their forms warped out of hyperspace just as the Langford's shields came down, the fighters retreating towards the safety of the Langford and leaving her exposed to the assualt. At least, Dey had hoped.

"Ma'am, all enemy strikecraft is now converging on us." the sensors tech said, and indeed the blips on the map started gathering in a cone behind the one that indicated the Langford. They must have seen the fighters retreating. IT certainly was an opening, but as long as they were dead set on the more durable 304, the fighters whould have the heat taken off of them for the moment. And Kat had a surprise of her own. "Launch the mines onto their approach vector. Either they get vaporized or they'll have to detour. That will give us ample time to raise the shield again. Tell our fighters to avoid the minefield if the enemy seems to go through it so they avoid the blast. IF they go around, the F-302s transponders should prevent explosion so they can be here faster."

Catherine said and watched black spots on the maps launch from the Langford and position themselves in a grid between the ship and it's pursuers. "Drop the shield only for as long as necessary." Come on birds, get in here. Kat thought, watching the two sets of blips approach, her 302s tailing the Goa'Uld designs. Suddenly, the alliance forces came to a slow and started turning around the minefield, much like the Langford jsut had to do with the third pyramid ship, while her own fighters passed right through unscratched, gaining some distance. The tone indicating the shields dropping sounded, and to captain's dismay, the hyperspace alert sounded as well as two other bombers materialized on their exposed flanks. "Seal the bulkheads, brace for impact! Rais the shield as soon as you're able!" she managed to shout just as the blasts impacted the hull.