2236-11-25 - Raptor Down

When a Raptor goes down on the front lines with technical difficulties, techs are sent in to get it flying.

Date: 2236-11-25

Location: Atray Province, Tauron

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Bullhorn

Scene Number: 711

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Raptor down! That was the last thing the CAG needed to hear today. And yet, that's what he heard when Rabbit's Raptor crashed in the mountains in the western sector of the front. The bird was on its way back after dropping off a marine squad, so it was empty save for Rabbit and his ECO. And just to add insult to injury - it wasn't brought down by enemy fire. No, the last transmission from Rabbit indicated that they were experiencing problems with their flight computer and were going down.

A pair of Vipers flew over the crash site and reported that they were unable to make contact with the crew, but it looks like the Raptor might be in flyable condition. If the computer will work, that is. And if the damage isn't worse than it looks. And so it comes to pass that a rescue flight is scrambled from Galactica. Isolde and Tamlin are here to try and get the Raptor flying again. The marines' job, of course, is to make sure they stay alive long enough to do so. It is the front, after all, and that is never a clean and well-marked line. Although they have their own Raptor and the two Vipers flying overwatch, the craggy canyon system where Rabbit's bird went down do not make it the greatest environment for air cover.

Weather report: It's a clear warm afternoon. This is in one of the lower altitude parts of the mountains, not the snowy areas by the lake. Gets pretty cold at night though.

Isolde swore to Newton that she would never touch ground on Tauron, but that meant the Gods were going to do anything they could to prove her wrong. When she got the assignment, she demured and told the CAG she'd do all she could. She is staying out of the way, seated and chewing at the edge of her thumb nail while looking over her tablet as she goes over whatever information she has on Rabbit's Raptor.

Gustavo crouches between the seats in the Raptor, minimizing his impressive bulk. The fact that he has a LAW on his back and cradling a SAW in his arms doesn't help. The Marines know their jobs, so he doesn't have any additional instructions for them, bracing himself briefly against the wall beside the door as the Raptor arcs in toward their target. He studies the techies for a long moment, then speaks in his slow, placid Scorpian accent, "You're with the best. We'll get you in and out in one piece."

Seems like the only time that Jacob is moving with any purpose outside the gym is when he's gearing up to do something soldierly. He didn't go on the recon mission because, well, he wasn't told to. Or at least, wasn't in the group that happened to be involved. But this time he gets called up, so he's sitting near the back of Raptor by the loading ramp, kitted out and ready to go. As per usual, he doesn't have much in the way of things to say, just ready to get the job done.

Tamlin is just strapped in for the ride. She's rooting around in her tool kit, pulling out this wrench or that set of pliers and tucking things into her toolbelt and into as many pockets as she can reach on her coveralls. She even tucks a few things into the tops of her heavy boots. "That's funny," she offers, in her, unfortunately, far too hoity-toity caprican accent, "That's exactly what I was going to say to you, Staff Sergeant." A grin is flashed in Isolde's direction. All that rearrangement just leaves her more room to jam even more things into her toolbox.

Cate fusses with the chinstrap on her helmet, glancing over at Isolde to see how she's doing. Her medic's backpack tucked under her legs against the bench and her rifle in her hand. She smirks at Tamlin's response. "Just stay behind the giant men if the Toasters start shooting," she suggests with a light smirk.

"Two minutes!" their Raptor pilot announces. "Skies look clear. Still no word from the flight crew."

Isolde looks over at the giant Marine, head tilted at his comforting remark. She starts to grin wryly, tugging a bit of hair behind her ear. "I'll hold you to that." She flashes Tamlin a quick smile before she folds the lid over her tablet and focuses on the here and now. She looks over toward Cate. "Glad you're here, Cate..." She grins. Then she looks up at the two-minute warning, and she shifts in her seat. "Comms might be down," she offers hopefully.

"I can't help it if they grow us big on Scorpia." Tavo glances over to Jacob, "And elsewhere." Grounding one knee, he uses both hands to check the bolt of his SAW, making sure there isn't a round in the chamber... yet. He nods to Tamlin, "Good to know. Only the best for the Colonial Forces." He glances over to Jacob, "You're on point. I'll cover." And then he's back to Isolde, "Best case scenario. Which means we're likely to run into Cylons."

"Hibernia." Jacob clarifies to Gustavo with a grunt. He does classify in the heavyweight division of the naval boxing league. Cate gets a look over, a nod, and when the call goes out to the ETA, he starts looking of his things. "Once we land, want a ten foot perimeter around the downed Raptor, eyes in all directions. Not going fishing, so I don't want anyone wandering off to go look at the scenery." It's become personal tradition to wear some kind of facial gear. Cold weather gets the full balaclava. Warmer gets the half, nose and downward. Right now, he's pulling the full one over face, expsoing only his eyes.

"You'll never go wrong, if you just do what the medic tells you." Tamlin finally finishes futzing with her tools, sliding them onto the seat beside her, using one of the spare seatbelts to secure it. Hell of a thing if the raptor banked and she took out a marine by accident. Hands reach up to tighten the helmet on her head, to give a final review to her jacket, which gets a few good tucks on the straps just in case and then there's nothing left to do but wait. Gustavo gets a wink, as he acknowledges her statement. When Jacob gives the orders, she listens, but doesn't respond. It's clear he's speaking to the Marines. Nobody wants a deckie on point.

Cate nods to Isolde, offering what she hopes is a reassuring smile. "Hopefully that's all it is. Either way, we've got your back." She looks to Jacob when he tells the redshirts -- ahem, the other two marines -- to set up a perimeter. "I'll head into the bird with them -" she gestures toward Isolde and Tamlin. "Check on the flight crew."

They can hear the pilot up front, trying unsuccessfully to contact Raptor-Bravo-Six on the comms as they approach. The pilot calls back saying, "Having a hard time getting a clean read with our sensors. Could be the canyon walls frakking with the DRADIS, could be active jamming. The Viper jocks did a flyby and didn't eyeball any Toasters at the crash site."

The Raptor starts swooping down for a landing. This is basically what they see one the hatch opens, with the crash site down that slope a bit straight ahead of them.

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Isolde is chewing a bit at the corner of her lip now, and her hands seem busy -- restless -- moving quickly over her legs, and then crossing her fingers together. She looks up slightly, peeking forward a bit to get a shot of the view out the Raptor front view. She flexes her feet in her boots. When the pilot calls back about sensor problems, Isolde frowns slightly. Her instinct is to give up and probably poke around the ECO's jobs. "The canyons can make it difficult," she says agreeably. She waits for the touchdown, and is getting out of her seat, grabbing her tech bag, and throwing it across her shoulder over her flak jacket. She adjusts her helmet, looking vaguely bobble-headed. She isn't the first one out. She's eager, not stupid.

It does not get cold on Scorpia. Not really, at least. And so Gustavo really has no frame of reference for just how cold it's going to be once the door of the Raptor opens. So he just pulls down his goggles and then rises up to his feet as the Raptor flares out, not commenting when Jacob starts ordering the rest of the Marines out, "Eyes up. Non-combatants watch the wreck. The zoomies always move too fast to see anything. They'll be there." Because they're always there... or at least are often enough to make Tavo feel like he's right. He waits until the rest of the group is out, and then settles in behind everyone else, racking a round into the chamber of his SAW and keeping a look out for toasters.

"We've made enough noise just landing. No sense being quiet about any longer. And if they're here, they're already on their way, so let's make this fast." Once they land, Jacob hops out of the Raptor, signaling the other couple of the marines to form a sorta wide semi circle around the non-coms, creating a firing line and defensive shield. "Let's get a move on. None of us want to be here longer than we have to."

Tamlin unstraps herself, and then her kit, waiting to rise until she's directed to fall into line with the Marines. Who is she to question the appropriateness of a couple of human shields? She is careful to hold the toolkit in her off hand, after slinging the strap over herself crossbody. The better to draw her weapon if it comes to that. She's, for the most part, as quiet as her clompy boots let her be, eyes focused on trying to get an assessment of the raptor as soon as it comes into view.

Cate lifts her eyebrows at Tavo, an unasked question there somewhere. But then they're landing, and she slings her pack onto her back and picks up her rifle. The question she does ask him, though... "You want to clear out the area before the techs go in?"

They do not immediately come under fire as soon as the Raptor touches down. That's a bonus, right? Bennett and Kinney, the two marines, fan out from the ship a little bit, crouched with their rifles at the ready. The only sound in the canyon is the weird echo of the Raptor engines reverberating off the walls.

The computer techy looks up at the four marines as they file out, and Isolde looks to Tamlin. "You ever been in the field like this?" She asks, voice pitched low as if, maybe, Cylons might hear them. She waits for the ground-pounders to organize themselves, and then she cautiously steps out. Her pistol feels quite obvious at her hip, but she does not reach for it despite stepping out in what might be a very exposed position. After all, canyons can be both protective and strategic depending on who is doing what. She looks over toward Tavo at Cate's question, staying back with Tamlin.

"Of course, doc. Before you do too. I want to make sure we get there in one piece first." The crunch of cold ground under Tavo's boots causes him to frown slightly, but he continues onward, his breath steaming in the chill. "Bennett, Kinney, you cover the canyon when Marx and I check the Raptor. I'm on your six, Marx." He keeps the barrel of his SAW down, the heavy weapon carried in both hands. "Don't bunch up as we get close. Take cover behind the rocks there."

With the Bennett and Kinney flanking him, and Tavo behind, Jacob spearheads the group on the little jaunt towards the downed Raptor. And like the good little Recon marine that he is, he doesn't make a whole lot of sound as he moves, which is sorta funny given how large the man is. His rifle isn't held to his shoulder, but it's certainly held in a 'ready' position across his chest as he moves, eyes sweeping back and forth, taking the path of least resistance. In particular, he's looking around the rock outcroppings, not liking the idea much that it feels like they're walking into a killbox, what with being on the low ground and there's plenty of good shooting positions all above them.

Jacob rolls Alertness: Success (8 5 4 2 1 1 1)

"I was on Caprica during the uprising. Thalis where I was stationed, is in occupied territory now. But we fought to hold out for as long as we could before we had to evac the base. I don't think I slept for about six months straight, we were that busy. Never knew if we'd get a ship off the line before they hit us." Tamlin nods to the SSgt, and then to Isolde, as she does as she's instructed and starts to move away from the technician, moving to try to get in close to one of the larger boulders as they're passing. A shrug of her shoulder tucks the toolkit against the small of her back, her weapon being drawn free of its holster.

Gustavo rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 7 6 6 4 4 2)

Cate nods to Tavo. She starts moving forward, glancing back to make sure the techs are following. She takes up a position near them, but not so near as to be 'bunched up'. There's a pinched look around her eyes as she watches the other marines move forward, but she nevertheless spares a glance over at Tamlin as she tells the story.

As soon as the troops are unloaded and a safe distance away, the Raptor engines kick up a notch and it takes once more to the air. Better to be providing a second (or sixth) set of eyes from above than be sitting ducks on the ground. The Vipers are patrolling somewhere overhead. There's still no sign of movement from the crashed Raptor, nor from the hills above. But what Tavo does notice - out of the corner of his eye as Kinney flanks out - is a glint of metal at ground level just a foot or two ahead of Kinney. Too small to be a Centurion, surely, but it's something that's out of place.

"I'm not sure if them flying around is a smart idea," Isolde mutters more or less to herself as the Raptor kicks up. She glances to Tamlin, but doesn't share more information than that. Then she nods belatedly to the woman's own experience, and she frowns slightly to herself. "This is my first time," she says, the confession small and barely audible. Then she falls into stride with the others, adjusting her bag as she does.

"Hold, Kinney!" Tavo's low voice carries without echoing -- too badly -- and he gives a little whistle, pointing out the glint of metal. The Staff Sergeant stops in place, turning around to cover the direction they came, "One pace ahead of you, on the ground, something metal."

Jacob doesn't see it. Something that'll likely bother him later. Supposed to see these things an all being at the front. But he stops like the rest when Tavo calls for a halt. "Could debris from the Raptor." he says after a moment. "Or a mine. Though I'm not fond of the idea that we've just wandered into a minefield. Everyone take a look around you, just in case."

Although the order to halt was not directed at her specifically, Tamlin is no fool, and if her human meatshields are stopping, then so is she. She does start scanning the area, especially in the direction the SSgt indicates, trying to see if she can spy what it is that he's looking at. At Jacob's instruction, she draws in her focus, looking around her. Sorry, distracted by the shiny.

Cate tenses when the warning is shouted out, but otherwise just stays in cover, impatiently waiting with her rifle ready.

Kinney stops when Tavo calls to him. He crouches down, scanning the ground, and frowns. "Think it's a mine, yeah, or some kind of IED. There's a tripwire. Just the one, looks like." Bennett, on the other flank, likewise looks around. "I don't see anything." Though Jacob, now that he takes a closer look around, does spot a tripwire up ahead of him too, between him and the Raptor. To a frag grenade, it would appear.

Isolde rolls Alertness: Success (8 6 5 5 4 2 2 1)

Jacob rolls Alertness: Success (7 6 5 5 4 2 1)

Gustavo rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 7 7 6 5 2 1)

Tamlin rolls Alertness: Success (8 5 4 3 3 2 1 1)

Cate rolls Alertness: Success (6 6 4 4 2 2 1)

The canyon remains quiet save for their voices. But Gustavo hears something very faint - an unusual sound of something scraping against rock. With the echoing of the canyon it's impossible to tell exactly which direction it came from, but it couldn't have been that far away.

The warnings send Isolde into a tense, but still stance. Words of mines, IEDs, and tripwires has her nerves on edge. She steps forward once stride, staying behind Cate. She frowns slightly as she looks at the Raptor, and then the IED, and then something strikes her. "They knew we were going to come searching... or Rabbit was setting a trap." She isn't as sure about that, but she does look around as if trying to find some sign of Rabbit or his ECO.

"If anyone has demo experience, you're up." Gustavo keeps scanning the terrain, "Otherwise, I'll be on it." And then he freezes, holding up his left hand in a fist, the Scorpian Army signal to hold position. Tapping his ear, and pointing up and out, he lowers his voice, glances down to the ground to make sure his step is clear, gets behind a rock, and then opens his comms, "Rabbit? Echo? Colonial Forces at the bird. If that's you, give a wave."

Jacob stays quiet for a long moment, trying to listen, but ends up not hearing a whole lot due to everyone else talking. "Could be the Raptor crew set this up." he mutters in mild agreement with Isolde, looking down near his feet at the tripwire not too far away. "There's one in front of me too." he announces after a moment, kneeling down very slowly, not disturbing the wire. He's not going to touch anything, but he wants to look at the explosive, to see if it's same kind they use, or something else entirely. Then again, he wouldn't put it past Cylons to use their own explosives against them.

The explosive by Jacob is a standard-issue Colonial hand grenade. Of course, by 'standard issue' that means just standard military issue. It's not something that one would expect a Raptor crew to just have laying around the bird.

"Looks like I'm up." Tamlin moves towards Jacob, eyes scanning the ground. She doesn't want to get blown up on the way to the job, right? She takes her time, before she finally gets behind Jacob, a hand reaching out to touch his hip, "I'm going to move in around you. Once I'm in position, you should probably step clear." While she's not exactly expendable, best to let the big man have a chance at living to fight another day.

Cate chews her lip a little as the tripwires are identified, nodding absently back at Isolde. "The ship wasn't down that long. If the Toasters did set a trap, they're probably not far." Which just has her scanning the canyon even more. "You holding up ok?" she asks.

"Let me know if you need help, Genie," Isolde offers as she stands back, shifting from foot to foot uncertainly. She looks over toward Cate, tilting her head slightly toward the Marine doc. Her mouth twitches a bit. "Yeah, doin' okay." She looks over her shoulders slightly as she starts to consider the idea that Cylons are lingering. She rubs her hand at her hip just above her sidearm.

Gustavo flips down the bipod of his SAW, then gathers up the weapon in both hands. "Kinney, back up off. Once Dorn has the other one clear, we'll scout the Raptor, check for signs of the crew on the run, then get out. If this isn't the crew, they're probably long gone."

Tamlin rolls Demolitions: Success (7 6 5 5 4 3 2 2)

"Have at it, hoss." Jacob utters, getting out of the way and letting Tamlin do whatever it is she's going to do. Or Tavo. Doesn't really matter to him, so long as neither of them get them all filled with sharpnel.

"I'm good, Asa, can't risk both of us getting blown up. Who would fix the raptor then?" As Jacob moves out of her way, she gets into position, "Oh damn. I thought you said 'Boss'. We'll work on that." Must be cheerful when disarming potential death grenade. Tamlin lowers the toolkit, setting it down on the ground before she gets to work. She traces the length of the wire, pulling out some brackets which she attaches to the wire to hold it in place, before she'll move to secure the grenade. It's slow, delicate work, but she manages it. "Sarge, you want it?" It's his show, right?

Cate lets go of her rifle to make a little hand gesture to Isolde. "Move a little closer to the rocks. Better cover." She offers a strained smile, leaving 'just in case' off the end of that sentence.

Kinney nods and backs off - choosing a flanking position a little further west, well away from the tripwire. He picks his steps carefully. On the other side, Bennett is still crouched down, a little afraid to move what with all this talk of explodey things.

And somewhere one might imagine a disappointed Cylon saying, 'But where's the earth-shattering kaboom?' Since their mines weren't good enough, they'll apparently have to make their own. So that's when they start marching out of their concealment further down the canyon, beyond the crash site. Out of natural nooks and crannies in the rocks. There's a bright flash and then a smoke trail zooms up from the canyon floor to the Raptor that's been patrolling above. And then an even bigger flash, as the rocket hits the engine and the Raptor begins trailing smoke.

"I feel like that was an attempt to make me feel important," Isolde says with a laugh, but it is short lived as her nerves continue to twang. She breathes out a slow exhale that settles her shoulders. She adjusts her bag so it lies just at the center of sacrum. She keeps her eyes on Tamlin, but something keeps drawing her eyes up, almost like she's waiting for something. And then she's not waiting anylonger because all she sees is the sight of the Raptor, and she gasps in sudden surprise. "Frak," she breathes sharply, but there's no time to think more. Her hand is already slipping down, grabbing her sidearm out of instinct.

"Contact. Weapons hot." Gustavo's growl comes as he brings his SAW up, bracing the bipod on the rock and drawing a bead on the nearest Cylon. "Kinney, Bennett, leapfrog back. Once they're set, non-combats move back to them." The missile causes him to scowl, and he grumbles, "Even I didn't expect that." And when something goes worse than Tavo expects, that means it's bad. "Marx, check the Raptor for bodies. I'll cover you."

"Boy, did we just walk into this." Jacob deadpans, watching the rocket hit the Raptor, before his eyes snap back at the Cylons poking out of the rockface. "On it." before he makes a break for it, moving at what is more or less known as a 'roadie run' towards the Raptor, hunkered down and moving fast.

"I'll move back if I have to, but it looks like we're going to need that raptor to get us off the ground." Tamlin is just going to focus on what she has to do on the ground, alright? She stays where she is for now, gun in hand, the grenade, well, she has no idea if it's actually not a dud, so she tucks it into one of the pockets of the vest they gave her. Handy.

Cate's eyes shift up to the Raptor briefly, blinking. "Shit," she mumbles in grim echo of Isolde's sentiment. "Stick close to me when it's time to move," she tells Isolde, and then opens fire on one of the Cylons.

Over the comms channel, everyone hears the Raptor pilot who flew them in, his voice strained. "Having trouble keeping this thing in the air, Alpha-Four. We put her down, there's better than even odds we're not lifting off again. Galactica's ordering us to pull out, sending another Raptor. Just hold tight. ETA no more than thirty minutes."

Isolde rolls Alertness: Success (8 4 3 3 3 3 2 1)

Bennett and Kinney start pulling back as ordered, taking quick shots before fading. Like Jacob, they try to keep low.

Jacob fires a burst!

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo fires a burst!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Leg (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Left Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Tamlin attacks Cylon3 with Pistol+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm

Cylon4 attacks Isolde with Rifle and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Right Arm.

Isolde attacks Cylon4 with Pistol+Ap but Cylon4 EVADES!

Cylon2 attacks Kinney with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Leg

Cylon1 attacks Cate with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Bennett attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon2 EVADES!

Kinney attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gunfire echoes through the canyon. Kinney lets out a yell as a bullet creases his calf, and starts limping the rest of the way back to his covering position. The Cylons continue their advance, undeterred by the hail of gunfire.

Isolde grunts toward Tamlin, nodding. "Okay." She takes in a deep inhale, and she looks over toward Tavo at the words from the pilot. "They obviously have never watched a decent military movie. Like that's going to map out." She breathes out a slow exhale out her nose. She has taken cover behind some rocks, and with a glance over her shoulder, she realizes that she's being aimed at. She presses both hands around her sidearm, steadying her grip as she fires at the cylon. But, before she can even get her shot off, she feels the sharp pain of a shot jarring across her armor. "Frak," she repeats, but this time her jaw sets.

Cate's eyes are drawn to that yell from Kinney, but he's still moving. Seems okay for now. She too frowns at the news from the pilot. "Thirty minutes? Yeah, that's just frakking awesome," she mumbles under her breath. Isolde's curse causes her to look over. "You okay?" she pauses her firing long enough to ask.

'Ping!' That's all Tamlin manages on the worker bee she selected as her target. She needs to get to cover and she knows that, so she'll try to move as quickly as she can, which may or may not work as she's still hampered by her toolbox, so her movements are a bit jagged, not fluid like some of the men on the field. But damnit, she's going to try him again, yes she is! Him, it, whatevs.

It's hard to shoot the way that Jacob is crouched over and running towards the very Raptor they were trying to get to, but he does manage to get off a few shots, winging one of the Cylons. Can't really stop to take aim better, he's got a place to get to. So he keeps moving, further and further away from backup and there is this particular sinking sensation that he doesn't want to get penned in by the whole lot of them.

"We're getting out of this canyon, now." Gustavo puts a trio of bullets into and across one of the Cylons, then glances back to the group, "Doc, check Kinney when he stops to cover us." There's a pause, and then he pushes his comm button with the thumb alongside the barrel of his SAW, "Copy Raptor One-Three." He doesn't retreat with the others, waiting on Jacob to get his peek into the downed Raptor and providing cover as he can.

Tamlin attacks Cylon3 with Pistol+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Left Arm

Isolde attacks Cylon4 with Pistol+Ap but Cylon4 EVADES!

Cylon3 attacks Tamlin with Pistol but Tamlin EVADES!

Cylon1 attacks Gustavo with Lmg+Tripod but hits the COVER they're behind.

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon2 EVADES!

Bennett attacks Cylon2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jacob fires a burst!

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest

Gustavo fires full-auto!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but Cylon1 EVADES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but Cylon1 EVADES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cylon4 attacks Jacob with Rifle and HITS! Graze wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Kinney attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cylon2 attacks Bennett with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

// Cylon2 has been KO'd!//

Tamlin rolls Technician: Good Success (8 7 6 4 4 4 4 3 2 2 1)

Tamlin isn't about to let her buddy leave her! She heads for cover, following not far behind Jacob, as going with the big man will both a: keep her with a guy with a gun, and b: get her closer to the raptor. Lots of armor on a raptor. She can't really shoot for anything, but frak it, she's going to try! Because, why? Space mechanic.

Isolde hears -- and feels -- the rock shattering in the wake of missed shots from both the Colonial fighters and cylons. She breathes out a slow exhale, and then she pops out to shoot at the cylon before she starts to make it out from behind cover. "Heading to the ship," she announces to Tavo. She is hoping she gets cover despite bolting out without even waiting for confirmation to her announcement.

Cate hears Tavo's instruction and glances over at Kinney, frowning even as her bullets help to take down one of the Centurions. Then while she's distracted, Isolde picks that moment to charge out from behind cover. "Asa! Frak!" She stands there at the edge of the rock, caught in indecision as the two techs are now running towards the bird instead of away from it. There's a 'what the hell do we do now?' glance over at Tavo. "Sarge?" Unsure what exactly she should be doing, for now she takes another shot at one of the Cylons.

Run, shoot, run. That's all that Jacob seems to be doing. That Raptor feels like it's a mile away. Is he there yet? No, well, keep shooting. Perhaps he's aware that Tamlin is on his tail, maybe he's not. Either way, he's doing a decent job of drawing fire away. Big target and everything.

When the two techies head for the Raptor, Tavo grumbles, "Godsdamnit. Non-combatants." He cuts loose full-auto at the Cylon, shots sparking off the target and a couple of them punching through. "Kinney. Bennett, Rhodes, to the Raptor. Watch your godsdamned step. I guess we'll hole up there."

Jacob fires a burst!

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest

Jacob attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen

Tamlin attacks Cylon3 with Pistol+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.

Isolde attacks Cylon4 with Pistol+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Left Leg

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Bennett fires a burst!

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Kinney attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cylon4 attacks Jacob with Rifle but MISSES!

Cylon1 attacks Gustavo with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Gustavo fires full-auto!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg. Stopped by ARMOR on Right Leg.

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg. Stopped by ARMOR on Right Arm.

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon1 with Lmg but MISSES!

Cylon3 attacks Tamlin with Pistol but MISSES!

// Cylon1 has been KO'd!//

The second Centurion goes down under a hail of burst fire, leaving only the two worker bots behind. And those two perhaps are not as gung ho as their compatriots. Seeing the odds now turned against them, they begin to pull back, firing as they go.

Climbing into the Raptor gives Jacob enough cover to actually get some decent firing in, peering past the opening of the main rear hatch. "Get to work, deckie. We've outlasted our welcome." Seems to him, if they've laid traps around the Raptor, odds are there's nobody left alive to save. So while the others make a run for where they are, he's going to lay down some fire to give them the time to reach him and Tamlin.

Cate nods to Tavo's order, and begins a cautious advance toward the Raptor, pausing after a few steps to take a knee and fire another burst at one of the retreating Cylons.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Isolde is panting, and no one can actually hear those words because she's flying entirely on adrenaline. She looks almost like she's about to slide into the Raptor's ramp as she gets closer, but she manages to maintain her balance. "I need to get past, I need to get past," she is saying this more loudly to Jacob because she's going to be pretty much running straight inside the cockpit without stopping.

Tamlin is nothing if not observant, as she runs, because, you know, that's the job, and she gets a good look at the raptor as she's running. "Ship doesn't look bad, get her fixed in a jiff!" For the time being, as she can't get inside, she crouches down under the wing, giving the damage she can see a good once over. "Don't have to tell me twice. I am getting the frak off this rock." She at least, is not in Isolde's way.

As the second Centurion goes down under a hail of fire, Gustavo switches back to measured bursts, rising from his cover behind the rock and starting ahead toward the Raptor. "At least check the hatch before you open it. If they trapped the ground, they probably did that too."

Kinney and Bennett also change direction after hearing Tavo's order, the former still limping a little. Both still take shots at the Cylons, with Kinney calling out a good-natured. "Staying, going, make up your mind already Sarge."

Isolde attacks Cylon4 with Pistol+Ap but Cylon4 EVADES!

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Bennett fires a burst!

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Bennett attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon3 EVADES!

Jacob fires a burst!

Jacob attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jacob attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm

Jacob attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon4 EVADES!

Gustavo fires a burst!

Gustavo attacks Cylon4 with Lmg and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon4 with Lmg and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gustavo attacks Cylon4 with Lmg and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Leg

Cylon3 attacks Gustavo with Pistol but MISSES!

Kinney fires a burst!

Kinney attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Kinney attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Kinney attacks Cylon3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cylon4 fires full-auto!

Cylon4 attacks Jacob with Rifle but Jacob EVADES!

Cylon4 attacks Kinney with Rifle but MISSES!

Cylon4 attacks Cate with Rifle but MISSES!

Cylon4's retreat is cut abruptly short by the fact that its leg no longer seems to be working. It falls to the ground and crawls behind a rock, effectively out of the fight. Cylon3 then breaks into a run, high-tailing it to parts unseen.

Cate hears a bullet zip by, a little too close for comfort, but then she's up and moving forward again. Her mouth presses together in a grim line as the remaining Cylons disappear. "Frak. Bet they'll be back with friends before long." Still keeping her rifle ready, she moves over to meet up with Kinney to check on his leg.

Tamlin is quite happy where she is thank you very much, and she swings her tool kit around, pulling out what she needs to repair the technowidget that is obviously broken. She works with the speed of long practice, sheer will allowing her to NOT focus on the firefight behind her. She pulls the damaged part, before she'll turn to head into the hopefully open raptor to get he replacement. Thank the gods for pre-planning.

"The last two are falling back." Jacob lowers his rifle. "Probably gone off to tell their friends. Which means I doubt we got a whole lot of time to get this thing running and get the hell out of here." There's a frown at that, hidden by his balaclava. "Any sign of the pilot and the ECO here?"

Isolde pushes her shoulder into the side of the hatch, almost sliding into it. She opens the control panel, and fusses around with the manual lever, and the door opens with a sudden hiss of hydraulics. The Tauron hardly pauses as she plunges inside. "Frak, no Rabbit," she announces. No bodies or anything. But she doesn't have time to think about it. She pulls bag off her back, flinging it around and digging in for her gear.

Gustavo slows as he gets closer to the Raptor, putting another burst after the Cylon with the rifle, and then lowering his weapon, "The non-combs are persuasive, Kinney." Scanning the canyon ridges around them, he adds, "See if that thing's operable, since we're here. If it is, we're gone." He nods to Cate and Jacob in turn, "If it isn't, we're moving to high ground. This thing is rocket-bait." And then he half-turns his head toward the techies, "And next time the ranker on the ground gives you an order in the field, you follow it, got it?"

Tamlin moves right into the raptor, finding the right cabinet and pulling out the replacement part, "In case you missed it, SSgt, I had no cover and they were shooting at me. I did the only thing I could do to save myself. I went, with a Marine, to the closest cover I could find." She attempts to move past whomever is now in the raptor. "You know what, take it up with my boss. Her name's Walsh. Master Chief Petty Officer Sophia Walsh." She'll go make that repair now, unless a marine shoots her.

Jacob will not shoot Tamlin. Just sayin.

Isolde rolls Composure: Good Success (8 6 6 6 5 5 4 2 1)

Isolde brings up the computer systems after a few moments -- including some percussive maintenance. She opens up the logs, pouring through the data rapidly. She is almost completely unaware of what's happening outside, or at least it is very much in the background of her thought processes as she pulls up everything she needs. "Uh, okay... okay... I got it..." She narrows her eyes, and begins to piece the start-up systems back together.

"Will do, Dorn. In the meantime, listen to what I'm frakking saying." Gustavo pops the magazine from his SAW, tucks it into a pouch in his ready harness and slots in a new one, charging it immediately, "Down here is what we call a kill zone. See how everyone up there has cover? And can see over most of the cover down here?" But he doesn't countermand their efforts. "Okay Asa, Dorn, is this bird going to fly, or are we moving out?"

"So I should have just stayed out in that open field with my little pop gun?" Once Tamlin's in the zone and working, she doesn't even sound angry anymore. If anything, she sounds honestly curious, Just a minor repair on my end, I don't see anything else stopping her from taking off. Once Asa has the rest of the ship up and running, the systems should run a check and let us know if anything else needs repair.

"I think..." Isolde is moving through the code with rapid fire precision. She arches up her brows suddenly, and then she turns in the pilot seat of the Raptor. "Okay! I got the sequence... but, I'm not going to wake until you have your belts on." She then starts to work through the final stages of start-up. She suddenly wishes her helmet was more appropriate for flying, but she will do. "I hope you all have steel stomachs... last time I flew a Raptor, my CO lost his lunch." She flashes a quick smile over her shoulder. "All ready, Genie?"

"No, you should have fallen back with Kinney and Bennett as ordered." Gustavo grumbles, "And you shouldn't argue in the field. That's why we've got the chain of command, so I don't have to find a real chain to beat people with." He looks around once more, then steps into the rear bay of the Raptor, "Once everyone's onboard, spool her up, Asa. I'll strap in when we know we don't have company."

"You didn't tell me to go with them, you told me to wait until they were in position, and then to move back to them. Which means I would have been out in the open, by myself, waiting." Tamlin makes quick work of the repair. Long years working on ships in combat conditions will do that to you. She will bring the damaged part back in, so that the deck can get a better look at it, to see what damage was done, and potentially, how it can be repaired or prevented. "I also tried not to argue with you. That's why I told you to speak to Walsh." She does take her precautions, by putting the part in a secure lockbox, the sort usually reserved for damaged, potentially radioactive parts of the ship. She traps her gear in, moving to settle back into the same spot she was in when they were in the first raptor. "Yeah, I'm ready to head back."

The Tauron tech spins up the engines, and they choke just for a moment before they whisper and whine to life. Then she starts the take-off procedures, and that becomes her entire focus as the ship begins to lift, jostling a little here and there. She did warn them she was not the easiest of pilots...

Gustavo rumbles something only vaguely audible about finding that chain after all, but he waits until the engines spool up, then slings his SAW and works the manual hatch lever, sending it closed, "We're in here." And then he drops back into one of the jumpseats, buckling in and looking over to Kinney, "How's the leg? Going to keep bellyaching, or are you going to suck it up like a soldier?"

Tamlin is happy enough to fall out of the conversation, eyes scanning the ship, just in case she see something pop and sizzle. Because that could be bad. Especially as they have no ECO. She does key up her radio, which still should be in range, as they do have alert vipers in the air. It's the only ECO related anything she can do. "Flight, raptor 107, we've gotten the raptor off the ground. No sign of Rabbit or his ECO. We will meet the escort flight in route." The trip back is a little bumping, but once the raptor gets into space, it's just a ride back to the barn.

Kinney looks over, from where he's sitting, his legs bandaged as well as anyone could ask for. "I'll live. Make a hell of a story, though."


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