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Max unlocks his seatbelt and flips a switch on his panel. SUNRISE MAIDEN, GIVE TARGETING ASSISTANCE TO WHOMEVER IS UTILIZING THE TURRET. I SHALL GO ASSIST PERSONALLY. A voice chirps from the intercom speakers on the bridge. A-A-Aye aye, ca-ca-captain! A scrolling news marquis shows up at the bottom of the turret targeting screen's AR display, promising a party should the user hit the next shot.
Alera's nav display shows the enemy pilots getting cheeky. Okay, I was trying to be nice! Everyone hang on! With an abrupt yank on the controls, the ship pulls really hard to port, the artificial gravity showing a small amount of lag in trying to ensure that the internal definition of 'down' remains constant regardless of the ship's maneuvering.
Zeroing in on the red ship again, she does a cheeky bank as she zips by, giving the port weapons clear access to the hapless fighter While the starboard laser had a clear shot of its friend, and the turret and rear weapons can target either after the flyby.
Watching the two fighters feebly try to keep the ship surrounded, Alera decides to play along... and also to sing softly. Cuz I'm stuck in the middle with you... Keeping up the act of piloting like a crazy person, the ship wobbles forward a bit. The crew of the blue ship might be wondering if she forgot how the throttle works...
Alera winces as the VI says hey! that could've hurt! like a child being poked with a stick. I know, but we're gonna hurt em back! Right everyone? The halfling guns the engines, and the fighter Xenal and Boaty have been firing at gets really big in the viewport, really fast. You wanna go? Let's Go!
At the last possible second she wrenches on the controls causing the ship to do a 180 around it's dorsal axis, almost near enough for the ships to touch undersides, and definitely close enough for the gunners to take their pick of which weapons get used to fire at which choice targets on the enemy vessel.
Also remember we ahve a Mk1 duo-node computer, so two rolls per turn could/should take a +1. Port, starboard, and aft weapons have a range of 'short' (5 hexes).
Also the boon gives the party as a whole the chance to reroll ONE d20 roll during combat and this is on top of any rerolls we might get for other reasons... so we can choose who can use it, and when. If someone flubs something critical, perhaps?
Oooh, just like that game I played earlier. Alera banks to port, trying to make it look like she's avoiding a collision course, when in fact she's trying to line up potential shots with the turret and the forward arc weapons, while placing the lead ship within sensor range as well. An external observer might think she's either high or drunk with the way she's maneuvering, especially if they know that this crew was just hanging out with Envar Tamm.
He looks over at Alera and whispers quickly. "Now may be a good time to toss him the pesh. Get some time at his terminal, turn on the spy drone, and get out." Alera nods at Max, and she moves over to envar and tugs on his pant leg. Envar, I'm bored! Her voice changes to a more conspiratorial not-quite-whisper as she holds up the packet she got from Razor in the hand not grabbing his leg. You said we could have some fun!
Alera's satisfied waiting in the background while the rest of the group loots the spoils of Envar's generosity, relaxing on the telescope while the team catches their breath. The trip up the elevator sees her quiet, as she stays more alert, just in case envar's silliness causes the team even more problems. She's starting to get annoyed with envar, and it's only through staying quiet that she feels she won't blow the team's cover... at least so long as she has enough time to count to ten in the various languages she knows.
"Terminate that elemental, the move the the following. Two half-dead elementals are of higher threat level than one fully-dead and one fully-alive." Alera's chagrin at her second round essentially skipping off the surface of the elemental's... skin? containment field? is obvious in her snarky reaction to Max's encouragement, trying to bury her nerves under a heaping pile of sarcasm. This isn't as easy as flying a ship you know!
[dice=Shirren-Eye Rifle + "Get'em" VS KAC]1d20+5+1[/dice]
The diminutive sniper's satisfaction at her last shot is tempered by the fact that her teammate took a flaming hit seemingly meant for her. Practiced hands eject the casing of the previous round and immediately slot another bullet into place before lining up another shot.
Between the energy fields eh? Lets see here...
It takes more than a little self-control for the halfling to not slap her palm to her forehead at Envar's continued drug-fueled bumbling, instead mumbling to herself in the Ysoki tongue, Gotta keep up the act... not much longer, just keep up the act. She sidesteps over to the telescope and hauls herself on top of it for a clear shot that won't punch through the station exterior if she misses...
A snap of the fingers on her left hand would cause a bit of Deja Vu, if anyone were looking at her instead of the two ambulatory fireballs in the room, as her shirren-rifle stops being on her back and starts being in her hands, ready to be fired at the monster on the left.
"Erm... Dax? She uh... gave you D-R-U-G-S." She smiles at Max as she hops from the table, her hand hooking the parcel casually into a pouch on her belt.
She whispers back to Max as they leave the club. Good to know! Maybe we can use it later to keep our new 'patron' an a mental state useful to our needs?
Razor mutters as she plans out a final attempt to make a comeback during the match. "I'm glad I didn't put real money down on this. Didn't realize you had a shark on your side." The glow of the holograms casts splashes of color over her face, her eyes focused in unblinking concentration as she rapidly changes between ships, setting each on its course to hunt down the last vestiges of Razor's swarm units.
Just think of it like this. Either challenge you'd have picked would have ended up the same. This one's just less... She pauses her words and physically leans to the side as if that could cajole one of her fighters to bank that much harder. ...corpsey for your friends back there.
"Farley's Crossing! I playing a gazillion hours of this when I was a kid." Her brow furrows. "I never did beat the campaign, though. Pretty sure I only played it on easy, even. It's super-tactical and you need some great twitch-reactions for the space-combat stuff." The halfling kicks off her stool so hard it falls over with a clang as she rushes over to the game station, her disappointment in Envar not 'holding' forgotten with the chance for some excitement. "Oooh! I've never tried flying multiple ships at once before. She looks up at her party with child-like glee. Mind if I give it a shot? Not really waiting to see if anyone objects, she hops into the seat and takes the controls, following the prompts required to start the match and placing her hands on the controls. Huh, not that different from a fighter I once sto... er... borrowed.
Just as easy to make em dance, too!
The halfling walks right past the android Maitre'd and sits next to Envar, scrambling onto a chair made for humanoids twice her size. She seems... disappointed. Fancy food and booze? Alera sucks at her teeth. We could have done this back home. I thought you said we were gonna do something fun. The way she emphasizes the last word hopefully conveys that she doesn't necessarily equate "fun" with "proper" or even "legal".
Alera is almost bouncing down the corridor, posing for the group selfies.
That was your mom, huh? She help you run the place or something? She doesn't even give Envar much chance to respond to the deliberate mis-phrase. So where are we going?
The size of the beast would intimidate some, but to Alera it's little more than an easy target. She pivots as it runs past her, trying to keep the sights trained on it's head before pulling the trigger.
She pulls the rifle up to reload, her disappointment in that shot evident on her facial expression.
She can't help but get excited as the crowd begins to chant and roar. As she enters the arena she cuts to the right and breaks into a run. A snap of her fingers moves one of her rifles off her back and into her hands, and deft fingers move the grappler launcher from its mount hook under the barrel into the barrel itself. She sights the rifle's scope on the top of one of the pillars nearer to the beast, and fires.
Hook secured, she keeps running with a grip on the rope and lets physics do the rest as she pulls herself up off the ground, the cable wrapping around the pillar like a tether, easing her ascent to the high-ground.
Once atop the pillar, she stands up and flourishes to the crowd, giving an exaggerated bow to each direction in turn. Afterwards she mumbles into her comm device, paging the others and making sure to think the words as well as speak them for any listening telepaths in the party. You know, I thought it would look less creepy from up here but those extra limbs on top aren't doing it any favors. Don't worry though, I've got your backs.
Oh, also Alera has a +14 piloting skill (thanks Ace-Pilot Theme!) So... piloting is handled? 2 ranks and +4 dex means she could be a gunner in a pinch too... ALSO, because I know it doesn't come up very much. The sunrise maiden's artifiial personality can roll skill checks! Specifically Bluff, Diplomacy, Intimidate, and Sense Motive, all with a +1 modifier (tier of the computer, I think). I'm thinking the AI could aid in certain skill rolls. Or at least just get along with Max and Hido very well.
"The deception could be completed by either fabricating a false identity or merely disguising one's self to hamper any searches that may connect yourself to that of your identify. Given the length of the travel, I recommend you develop these as a team en route." Well lucky for the lot of you I have a really cool ship that can take us there, and I happen to be a pretty good pilot. Alera taps a few points on the AR display from her personal comm to give the docking port information of the Sunrise Maiden to the team to meet up at for departure. You probably wouldn't blame someone for thinking twice, or even three times about stepping aboard the ship. Time has obviously not been kind to it, even with the repair jobs. On boarding, a virtual personality with a halting auto-tuned voice cordially greets each member of the team. Alera speaks from the bridge, just up and to the left of the airlock Welcome aboard! Storage is right in front of you, crew quarters are on your right, blah blah blah. Lets have some FUN!
Hmm. New identities eh? I might be able to swing something like that... Alera has dabbled in hacking from time to time, and with a nice leisurely drift jump's worth of time, she takes things nice and slow. Hido, was it? You seem pretty solid with tech. Could you check over my work here?
(+2 if Hido can/does aid)
Alera, rifles strapped over her shoulder, saunters up to the checkpoint with the rude lashunta and stops, , , looking up at her face with the same kind of expression one might use after having stepped in something and chewing some gum as obnoxiously as she can. The name's Dax. I was given to understand that there might be something or someone on this station that could actually pose a challenge for me, so I decided to come see for myself. Alera blows a bubble and pops it.
Alera's brow furrows in thought for a moment... "Here's a better question, what happened to this 'Ceren' person that they can't finish the job they started and hack into this corporate computer for you? If they found this much, they've gotta be pretty good right? Why the convoluted plan involving us?
A very small humanoid walks close enough to the doorway to the Cortex for the sensors to recognize her presence and open the door, but pointedly does not walk through. Instead checking her personal comm's AR display as if waiting for something. A small beep sounds as the time readout shows 1300 station time and zero seconds... one... two...
She's an odd sight to behold... no larger than most humanoid children, two rifles as long than she is tall slung over her shoulders, and why did she dye her armor orange of all things? 'Sup! Must be one of those new 'halflings' that have been joining the society lately...
Player name/Forum Alias: dragnl0rd
Also Just so you're all aware, as I'm running the Adventure Path (Dead Suns), I have the first chronicle sheet for that on this character. (will update the paizo site in a bit). This is important because it gives me (us) access to a starship boon to use the Sunrise Maiden. This is an alternate ship to the usual drake vs pegasus choice, but for me to slot the boon, the vote must be unanimous in the group. We Here's the Stats:
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