Mayday in Tau-31

[Kane]

With all the gunfire and noise, nobody noticed Sargent Hicks. He was on the bridge when the AW marines started running for it. Hicks decloaked and waved as the large blast doors closed in their faces. With that done, he fired half a clip into the door lock console.
"That should do it..."
The PA system on the bridge crackled to life. "Oh indeed! I've even locked out the override codes on the other side! Assuming they even knew them." Crystal Oni giggled.
"I suppose you let me on for a reason?"
"Oh yes! I managed to pull a bit of human history and news feeds for a while now. I've reached the conclusion that humans are far to violent a species. As such, I find myself in agreement with the Phantom goals. It's also necissary; those blood-thirsty AW goons would have blown me up! I don't like that very much."
"So you'll come with us, then?"
"Oh yes. I've unlocked the access panel to my CPU/OMC for you already. It's under the captians chair."
Hicks walked over to it and pulled the chair back on it's rails, revealing a panel marked "AI CPU/OMC ACCESS." He smiled under his mask. It was a short job to unlatch it and find the largish-black box that was Crystal Oni.
"Just unplug me. i've already left the other systems."
Hicks reached down and grabbed the carry handle built into the black case. With a swift yank, out if came.
"And now to get off this hunk of scrap..." He spied the Escape Pods.
"Excelent..."

***

A pod sprung out from the Jinsei-Akki. The ping of it leaving was heard through-out the ship. That's when the Phantom commando's decided to bug out. The fireing stopped, and the remaining 4 swiched on their Term-Optics and sped off to the docking bay. Fortunetly, a shuttle was there that they could, "borrow."

However, for Hicks in the pod, things were not so good. Almost every ship started tracking the thing as soon as it was out. Fortunetly, the cavelry had arrived. DarkStar's battlestar decloaked close by. It tractored in the spaced Phantom commando's and the escape pod. The shuttle on the Jinsei-Akki made a forceful exit, and zoomed off behind the Battlestar. One of the Kirshiro gunboats opened fire, but DarkStar had other plans... Infernoes' rippled out their Pulse bursts and shattered the shield, and huge streams of energy pounded into it. The gunboat simply dissolved into nothing-ness. Chainguns poped out of their turrets and let torrents of energy speed after hostile fighters, while DarkStar flashed his lights in a special order and configuration.
*All ships, bug out. We got what we came for.*
The ship, hammering away, slowly turned and gave more power to the engines. It stoped as cruise mode kicked in, and the last that ship was seen of was it speeding off into the ice clouds of Tau 31 before it cloaked and dissapeared off scanners and out of sight.

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Broad Wave Transmission:
Title: SITUATION CALMING
Body: PHANTOM'S BUGGING OUT.
KIRSHIRO ARRIVED WITH AW SUPPORT.
ONLY RESPONDERS WERE AW, TC, AND KIRSHIRO.
TO SF; SPECIAL AUDIO LOG ATTACHED.
Attachments: -Begin Audio Log-
This is Director of Operations, Jackson Black at Holmen Outpost in Tau 31.
I don't know what you clowns at SF command are trying to pull, but we never saw a SINGLE wing of help out here from Britonia! Surely, we thought, SOMEONE would have been interested in helping, BUT APPARENTLY YOU GUYS ARE TOO STUCK UP TO COME TO THE AID OF A KUSARI SHIP! We've got AW's, TC's, Kirshiro warships, a slew of other companies, heck, we got ships coming out of our ears! BUT NOTHING FROM BRITONIA!
If something like this happens again, we may have to re-think who's watching over us. I think the Kusari Royal Navy would love to come help us.
You f*ck-heads listen good; Next time a Mayday call comes through, I don't care if it's some little Freelancer with a splinter, I WANT TO SEE A PRESENCE FROM THE PEOPLE WHO ARE SUPPOSED TO BE BRINGING PEACE TO THE GALEXY!
Hopeing you people start taking your jobs seriously instead of just laying around and trying to start a war,
Jackson Black, DO of Holment Outpost.
-End Audio Log-
End Wave:

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