NAME:GRGA PITIK SHIP:GRGA.PITIK LOCATION:~UNKNOWN~ SUBJECT:Distress Detection Service
Hello!
Our Liner and Its fighter escort got to the Acosma. It was in the gravitational well of that bastard Red Giant in Omega 11. No engine power, Hull badly damaged, communications barely working and garbled, but the crew and passengers were okay.
It started leaking fuel and any tractor maneuver would've been disastrous! Any clamping attempt might set off a chain reaction to blow up the entire ship and possibly everyone around it. What I suspect is some brave crewmen managed to repair or shut off the fuel conduit that was leaking. The captain squeeze some garbled messages and after we clamped it and pulled it out of the gravitational well. That bought us some time to start securing a docking tunnel.
Once the passengers were safely transferred on board; the captain of the Acosma sent over two shuttles with the entire crew.
Brave, foolish Hero. Went down with the ship.
Salud "Raises a glass and spills some rum on the floor to honor the dead".
We would've set route to Baden Baden to return the crew and passengers, but the self proclaimed owners of Omega 11 must've got the Distress call as well. Aren't your communications coded against interception by Red Hessians? Cause they brought an entire war party there! Gunboats, Fighter escorts, Cruisers and their own Liner. They came in force, guns ready.
Me and the responders had no choice but to surrender the passengers to the Hessians, under threat of death. What can I say, expect ransoms and notify the KPR.
The GK| will continue to answer the ORS Notifications, and we will make sure nobody threatens us or our wards.
Salud!