New Tristan, Faran System
Kardii sat back on the console couch feeling the gel mould around her shoulder blades taking the tension from her muscles and transferring it into the chair. She tugged at her uniform, navy blue and white with a yellow trim along the seams of her sleeves. She looked at the Commonwealth navy logo embossed on the cuff finding things to occupy her mind.
Her shift had started 6 hours ago, watching the sensor network for anything out of the ordinary. She stretched holding her arms up in the air stifling a yawn. So far since she had been transferred to the station, there had been a grand total of 1 unexpected contact and that had been a mining barge that had suffered a reactor leak and Talos station had been the closest inhabited system for light years around.
Other than that it had been the usual hustle and bustle of a growing fringe colony, New Tristan had started life as a independent colonial venture and had grown into a rather populous world with an advanced industrial base and a growing shipyard. The United Star Commonwealth had just a few years ago offered the colony protectorate status and built Talos Station as a means to defend the world from possible invaders.
Being on the periphery of Commonwealth space the term invaders didn't mean much, all that was out this area of space were miners, pirates and space whales.
Yawning again Kardii almost missed the the first blip appear on the sensor screen, if it wasn't for her AI partner acting as an additional pair of eyes she may have missed it completely for the usual traffic moving in to the system. She was about to flag the contact for the local security forces to intercept and scan when another and another blip appeared followed by more continuously popping up on the screen.
She felt the panic drop into her stomach as more and more contacts appeared, almost instinctively her fist hit the alarm instantly sending the whaling claxon sounding throughout the station. Opening up a comms channel to the stations commander she managed to control her voice enough to inform her of the what was happening.
She watched as Commander Sharn’s face appeared on the screen, her golden hair tousled from a night's worth of sleep, despite the bed head Sharn looked alert and awake almost as if she had been awake for hours already.
“Whats going on Lieutenant?” She asked as she pulled on her own uniform over her skin weave body suit. Already accessing her command feeds from her neural link to the stations network.
“Multiple contacts on the edge of the sensor range ma’am they just came out of nowhere no idents being broadcasted.”
Kardii watched her commanders eyes widen as she accessed the feeds and saw for herself what was going down. “You did well Lieutenant pass the information down well and activate the stations shields and order a general system wide alarm meanwhile i'll get Lieutenant Foster to try and establish communication.”
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The battle had just begun in earnest and Commander Sharn watched from the holo display along with numerous other officers and holograms from Group Captain Henderson the commander of the Commonwealth Destroyer Group and Admiral Fletcher from New Tristan’s Local Defence fleet. Small clouds of red and blue markers were engaged in high orbit around around the planet.
The situation looked dire with the exception of the station for the moment the invading force had been kept at bay by Captain Henderson in his Battlecruiser and his destroyer squadron but only because Admiral Fletchers local defence force were taking the brunt of the attack. Fletchers hologram flickered a little bit as his image went to grab onto some unseen railing or console.
“We are taking a beating over here” Fletcher spoke his voice grainy from the disruption of the battle. “We need to fall back to the station and use its guns and fighters to maximum effect.”
“Negative” Sharn replied surveying the battle map and using her Neural uplink to get the stream of data from the surface. “Ground forces aren't ready yet we need to hold them in orbit for as long as possible.”
“Is there any response from sector command?” Henderson asked as Sharn watched a wave of missiles leave his battle cruiser aimed for a group of ships that had broken off to engage his squadron.
“None yet, we have to assume our communications have been cut off before they began their attack. We are on our own for now. They don’t appear to have deployed FTLi yet, the Cutter Firestar has been dispatched to report on the current situation.”
Fletchers hologram flickered again, this time more violently than before as Sharn saw the man swear but no sound came through. She saw his eyes widen and began saying something realising that no sound was going through. He turned around clearly barking out orders before turning around saying something else silently before his hologram cut off.
“Ma’am, Admiral Hendersons Cruiser just suffered a critical hit and reports are coming in that they are being boarded,” one of Sharns lieutenants called out, Lieutenant Kardii the officer who had been on call when the alarm had been sounded.
Sharn swore out loud causing the controlled chaos of the stations CIC to momentarily stop as people turned to look at their commander before their officers reminded them of their duty. “Group Captain” Sharn said after a moment. “Can your battlecruiser shore up that hole?”
“Give me the Admiral Granger and we will hold them back” Henderson replied his hologram looking at the shared battlespace map.
Sharn nodded “Get to it Group Captain”