Angels Lost - The Prisonbreak
Technopolis Tower, Technopolis Prison Facility, Deserta, Skydera Prime
General Martok was going over reports at the desk. Then his communicator chirped.
He tapped the desk console, "Martok."
The holoscreen flared to life, "Sir." The man's face was thin, his second in command, "There appears to be the beginnings of an uprising in Lost Angels, one of the unitanks is under attack."
"Take the Scorpion and go, I need to remain here to oversee a few things." He looked at a datapad, "Take the underground route, you won't want them to know you're coming."
"Yes, sir." The image vanished as the connection was terminated.
The Scorpion's engines roared to life, and the two claws on the front sides extended outward and foward as the ship trudged out of the dock. Then the claws revealed their true purpose as the aimed towards the ground and opened, blasting through the sand with incredibly powerful laser-drills. The Scorpion trudged below the sands, the 'docking legs' assisting in this procedure, helping to push the ship past the dirt and through the tunnels the drills were creating.
The real reason the Scorpion was fast? She was a tunneler. She needed powerful engines to force the ship through the desert sands, not to mention to power the laser drills.
Technopolis Prison
This roaring and blasting didn't go unnoticed, Isis glanced upwards again at hearing it. What in the seven hells could make such a racket? She had no idea, but it was something large, whatever it was. She tugged defiantly at the restraints again, the heavy iron clacking loudly in the cramped cell. "Come on, come apart."
Elsewhere in the Prison
"My gods, what in the worlds was that?" Anton Macrow also heard the utterly loud noise. He glanced to the cell door for a moment. "...This isn't good.." He sighs.
((This is the rescue thread, following the Planning Thread in Eiko's journal. I'm just going ahead and posting it so that it's actually up and such.))
General Martok was going over reports at the desk. Then his communicator chirped.
He tapped the desk console, "Martok."
The holoscreen flared to life, "Sir." The man's face was thin, his second in command, "There appears to be the beginnings of an uprising in Lost Angels, one of the unitanks is under attack."
"Take the Scorpion and go, I need to remain here to oversee a few things." He looked at a datapad, "Take the underground route, you won't want them to know you're coming."
"Yes, sir." The image vanished as the connection was terminated.
The Scorpion's engines roared to life, and the two claws on the front sides extended outward and foward as the ship trudged out of the dock. Then the claws revealed their true purpose as the aimed towards the ground and opened, blasting through the sand with incredibly powerful laser-drills. The Scorpion trudged below the sands, the 'docking legs' assisting in this procedure, helping to push the ship past the dirt and through the tunnels the drills were creating.
The real reason the Scorpion was fast? She was a tunneler. She needed powerful engines to force the ship through the desert sands, not to mention to power the laser drills.
Technopolis Prison
This roaring and blasting didn't go unnoticed, Isis glanced upwards again at hearing it. What in the seven hells could make such a racket? She had no idea, but it was something large, whatever it was. She tugged defiantly at the restraints again, the heavy iron clacking loudly in the cramped cell. "Come on, come apart."
Elsewhere in the Prison
"My gods, what in the worlds was that?" Anton Macrow also heard the utterly loud noise. He glanced to the cell door for a moment. "...This isn't good.." He sighs.
((This is the rescue thread, following the Planning Thread in Eiko's journal. I'm just going ahead and posting it so that it's actually up and such.))