Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

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[Sender ID: Ensign Sarah Vermillion]
[Location: Winchester Station, Salisbury]
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Ensign Vermillion, reporting in.

During my usual patrol route, I recieved reports from the reserve fleet's HMS Enterprise, a destroyer-class vessel, of Reavers in the Dublin system. I joined up with the vessel, and saw two Reavers, joined shortly after by a third, a forth and a freelancer going by the name of Anna McCarthy. After a short staredown and the Enterprise starting to head back towards the Essex they engaged me, before switching targets to the destroyer which had turned around to assist.

Unfortunately the Enterprise was knocked out of commission, followed shortly by a gunboat (which appeared to be under the control of an AI that had decided to engage the Reavers). This left me alone against the five enemy ships, plus a number of Hogosha vessels that had arrived and were standing by nearby. After some continued combat I knew that there was nothing I could do against them, and I managed to disengage under heavy fire and retreat to the New London system.

Apologies for bringing this terrible loss to your attention.

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Sarah sat back from the terminal, and let out a deep sigh. Maybe I should have mentioned that, she thought, looking down at her hands. During the combat, when she'd realised she was the only one left, they'd gone completely numb. She could hardly control her ship in order to escape from the Reavers, and all that laser fire aimed in her direction...

She clenched her hands a couple of times, glad to have the feeling back in them. She'd never been so terrified in her life.