Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140906215813/@comment-24901923-20141030014755

Once the Norema's first volley tore through the HA forces and their initial confusion abated, several of the enemy pilots attempted to position the shuttle between themselves and the battleship. Arcturus sighed and manuevered to drive them away while remaining as frugal with his ammunition as he could. Sometimes he hated being right. Finishing off the current batch of assailants, he noticed that despite the enemy's scattering, the Norema had taken down at least another 15% of the enemy forces with their second volley, which they followed up with a missile barrage to destroy another 10%. He turned on his comms again and hailed the transport shuttle.

"Attention transport, this is Moonfang. I don't care if you have to overclock your engines, you need to go faster if you can and rendevous with the General Norema! I don't know how much longer my ammunition is going to hold out and I don't think the others are far behind.", the wolf Faunus told the shuttle's crew.

"Understood, Moonfang. We're on it.", came the terse response from one of the shuttle pilots. The shuttle's engines promptly let loose a burst of extra power, and sped up. Arcturus followed closely on it's tail, fending off an occasional attack. The shuttle quickly closed with the larger Trident class carrier, and slowed down enough to dock. Arcturus flew to the closest hangar bay with the rest of Sigma, and exited his MS the moment it was parked in a refit bay. Knowing that the Norema's guns would take care of the remaining HA forces, the wolf Faunus set off for the bridge. He would take care of his Viking's re-outfitting later, but right now he had to know the situation groundside.