Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Now that Ezra thought about it, Rolet was actually kinda of. . .small for a guy. If the hole he spoke of was just big enough for him to squeeze through, that meant that most of the others would really have a hard time making it through there. Especially pirates. Most of them tended to be on the bulky side, big and muscular. Ezra didn't know if he should be thankful that the tunnel ended in such a dangerous way or not. If nothing else, it made him uneasy to think of the danger Rolet would have to go through when using it. As his companion said, all they could do now was hope that it didn't have to be used too much. Just as she said, it was time to get moving. Ezra ran back upstairs and into the cockpit and urged the pilot sitting there to move. He took the seat and strapped himself into the seat. His hands automatically went to work, flipping several switches, starting up the engines, and preparing the ship for take off. The first confirmation came from Rolet, then confirmation came from the other departments on the ship. Everyone was ready to go. The platform that the ship was docked onto moved from the port area and over toward the run way. Then engine to the ship roared as the platform began to move forward, propelling the vessel out into space. Ezra checked the ship radar, then the feed being piped in from the outside camera's. They were moving in the flow of the other ships that had just taken off from the mother ship, heading toward other colonies or nearby settlements. Their ship was moving along the path that lead to one of the lunar colonies. They would be breaking off from this group about half way there and turning towards the Earth. Whenever Ezra saw the planet, he found it hard to believe that it ever looked like it did in all of the pictures in school books. What was once a vibrant and glowing planet was little more than barren desert now. There were a few bases on the planet, heavily armed and heavily guarded. On occasion, pirates liked to hide their ships in trenches and await some ship to come their way so that they could raid it. Ezra was curious to see if these terraforming machines would really be able to restore the earth to what it used to be. He was even more curious of what would happen after the earth was restored, if that happened at all. There was a good chance that humans and aliens alike would come crawling to the planet in order to claim some piece of land for themselves. Even now, land seemed to be the most valuable thing around - more than ships, more than colonies, more than the hulking mother ships that drifted through space, more than the dreadnought class military cruisers. About an hour passed before the Apex broke off from the stream of other ships and dove down towards earth. Ezra was watching the displays all around him intently, finding three ships breaking off as well. There were no escorts with them, and none of the vessels showed an insignia that decorated the hull of unmarked vessels. These were pirates. Three unidentified craft approaching from 6 o'clock. All hands security level three, Ezra said into the intercom. Security level three was the second highest level. It meant that the ship would be taking evasive action and that all of the crew members needed to arm themselves and prepare for the worse case scenario - a hostile take over. Security level four would go into affect then, which meant that all of the crew would need to get into their combat gear and prepare for battle. His goal was to make sure that they never found themselves in a level four position.listulistu