Victor slowly moved to look at the screen next to him, the design of the cannon was simple yet elegant and by the size of the small reactor combined with what it had listed as plausible ammo could very easily penetrate the hull of a capital ship and would be able to cause severe damage or make the reactor go critical if it hit the right spot. Using this weapon for an orbital bombardment is not out of the question either, judging by the barrel and the round that would be fired from it, it could very easily have a destructive radius of a half a mile.

Yet again his concentration was broken this time from the pilot who seemed a bit hot headed but at least gave him her name, and from Sara’s interruptions. “[color=aba000]Boss the pilot has rammed a small frigate and it has punctured through several compartments on the port and starboard sides of the bow.[/color]” The cyborg sighed and left the compartment, jumping from his perch to the floor with a thud, he barely realized the dent he made in the floor. The first thing he noticed was the girl from earlier looking over the engines while the other had repaired one of the shield generators, [color=004b80]“Listen up girls if you want one of you can come with me to help repair some holes in the ship.”[/color] He looked over at both of them as his computer generated voice spoke, [color=004b80]“you’ll need one of the environmental suits and one of the portable welders to help, and I’ll be on the outside of the ship repairing the damage there. You will need the suits because Sara sealed the compartments and there is no life support in them.[/color]” He gestured towards a locker with the words space suit engraved on it, [color=004b80]“whoever stays needs to keep an eye on the reactor, shield generators, and engines. So discuss it between yourselves I’m going to go for a walk.”[/color]
[@KimmiNinja][@StormHeart]

A blue hologram of a female pirate slowly flickered to life next to the captain’s chair, and seemed to giggle at the captains seemingly over dramatic display of harm that came to him by the ship jolting suddenly. [color=aba000]“As you wish Captain Link, and technically I did not blow holes in your ship I cut them out of your ship”[/color] a devious smile animated across the Holograms face. “[color=aba000]When we are out of such hostile waters, I can have some of these ship rats you call repair drones to go and install small hologram projectors that will cover the holes I made.[/color]” The AI paused for a moment as if thinking about something, “[color=aba000]and yes AIs are expensive, take myself for example I was made to operate and assist with the operation of an Imperial capital ship. Victor was only able to get me because he tactically acquired me during his last mission while working for the British Empire.[/color]” She let that last part slip out on purpose, she wanted to see the reaction the captain and the others on the bridge might have to learning about Victor’s former employer.
[@Hazy][@luna558][@Atroposer][@The Jest]

The walk out of the airlock was interesting, he always had fun in zero g, and this was no different. The flashes of laser and plasma fire combined with the trials of missile and kinetic weapons fire lite up the darkness of space. He began to make his way towards the bow of the ship using his grappling hooks and thrusters to keep himself from flying off into space was one of the things he enjoyed, the other was the sheer silence of space even with the battle going on around him, to him it was destructively elegant. Even with the surprisingly nimble ship it was still taking damage.

He found himself activating the magnets on his boots as he neared one of the tears in the hull on the port side. Using his plasma cutter at a low voltage and his own strength he found it quite easy to bend pieces of the torn hull back into place. Welding what he could it became quickly apparent that some hull was scrapped off the ship, and he would need to find more material to replace it. He figured in some way it was probably a good thing they were in a battle field floating nearby were parts and pieces from wrecked fighters as well as a good chunk of the frigate that they rammed into earlier. “[color=004b80]Sara if this ship has some grappling hooks can you try to grab a few of these fighters or that chunk of the frigate? I need parts[/color]” a blue acknowledgment light blinked on his display for a moment before 4 cords shot out from the ship. Hook like harpoons pierced through the drifting metal and pulled it to the ship. The ships shield slowly layered themselves over the new material, some drones that were repairing the hull stopped what they were doing and began to cut chunks of red painted metal from the fighters and bringing the chunks to Victor.

It was a slow process being by himself with just a few mites to help him process the fighters down to usable chunks. The red metal slowly took shape filling the jagged spaces and giving the bow of the ship a slow bloody look, at least there were plenty of scrap floating around. His attention was broke from his work this time because of a visual distortion off in the distance and suddenly it seemed like there was more than one distortion but many, “[color=004b80]Sara those distortions are hyperspace distortions right?[/color]” he paused for a moment as the AI chimed in, “[color=004b80]yes… let me inform the captain.[/color]”

Again the blue hologram looked to the captain and then the main view screen high lighting in yellow squares at least 10 distortions with a yellow countdown timer appearing in the corner of the screen, the timer began counting down at 15 minutes. [color=aba000]“Captain and crew be advised multiple hyperspace distortions of capital ship class detected, the systems home fleet is beginning their warp to our location. Estimated time till arrival and weapon charge time is 15 minutes, I suggest you update the boarding crew and remind them that we still need fuel cells in order to make an emergency jump to a safe location.”[/color]
[@Hazy][@luna558][@Atroposer][@The Jest]