" Left Engine Failure ! .. Reversal Thrusters, Failure ! .. Landing Gear Failure ! ".. Angry about that stupid board computer repeating the same lines every few seconds and distracting her fine adjustments while on initial approach, Gefreiter Franck slams her fist at the position where she thought the voices came from .... "SHUT UP ALREADY !" She screams. "Moselle, i'm coming in hot, left engine stuttering .. reversal thrust and gears not working properly ... you'd better clear the Flight Deck, that one is gonna hurt a little bit .. Over !
"Understood, Calm Down Gefreiter, you're doing good so far, just keep your nose slightly right of the indicated landing path, you can do this!" Suprisingly the man behind the comms of moselle approach was calm as a dog chewing on a bone like such landings were daily business to him.
As the Hangar doors are getting closer, Annemarie was barely able to keep her eyes open as the sweat continued to burn into them.
Aah ! Gottverdammt .. .. Waaaait .. Waaaait .. a little moore .. NOW !!
In the split of a second, just after the Wraith of passed the Flightdeck, she engages her downward strafe thrusters on maximum, slamming her fighter on the Hangar floor and creating so much downforce that it comes to an nearly immediate stop. As the engines slowly became silent, she opened the canopy and threw her helmet out with such a force that it kept bouncing on various walls. At that Point she totally forgot that she landed on the lower gravity maintenance deck. Anyways, that mishap was less important to her now. She was glad she was finally able to wipe that stabbing pain out of her eyes.
As the pain was gone, she waited a few seconds to catch some BREATH, before she climbed out of her demolished wraith. From the outside, the Fighter vessel looked even more battered that it felt like during the landing maneuver. "Oh Gosh.. What happened there? " asked one of the many crewman who rushed to aid her if neccessary.
"That happens when you play the bait on a hessian cruiser until your reinforcements arrive" - Franck replied in a disgusted manner. "You guys can fix her, Ja?" The mechanic took a closer look and blew a quiet whistle "Ja, i guess so, .. might take some time tho..".
"Ah, well, i have to write a report anyways.. and i need a god damned shower!.. You better get her fixed until then" .. Annemarie replied with a sarcastic smile, and walked off toward her Pilot Quarter.
