"Good, thank you for your help Siglos." Kentoria said, letting her fire die down a bit to thank Siglos for his caution
Marcus met his superior, Palaria, he was currently thinking to see if Kentoria needed his help, he had his radio in his hand to communicate with her to see where she is, since she is his partner but don't activate it yet.
Palaria returned the salute and with a motion dismissed the gesture of respect
"Ok, I'm going to take care of the crew, tell me if something happe, we have to be careful, the last thing we want is for us to become the Titanic 2.0"
"We arent near iceberg country Marcus. Good luck." Palaria said, running off
(Ya'll want to timeskip? Get into the meat and veg of what we're doing?)
(I fine with timeskip)
(Didn't even know what happened..)
"Not much! Falling over like sticks over here..." a stressed voice from Iezuyhbel as she got over to helping the rookies finding it hard to stand up.
"That's why our STGs are working hard to keep us from ramming something." Direth responded a little bluntly
"Get on the damn beds!" Gibraltr snapped, the medic's short temper coming through on that one as she pushed one of the struggling privates onto the bed much to his embarrassment
"I know! Just make sure we have somewhere to land this boat, an island or whatever!" Iezuyhbel replied, trying to make out her voice despite the loud rain.
"Pull yourself together, Siglos! The gods cant do all the work!" Kentoria said, she assumed it was a prayer, considering the language spoken in and 'Allah' being mentioned, not that she cared as she pulled Siglos to his feet quickly with one strong arm, though she had some trouble staying standing herself, both her and Siglos needed to stay on it in the watery hell that was this storm
"The privates in the med bay... are falling like... cups around a cat..." Palaria said, her breathing a little heavy from the amount of running she was doing, however, a massive rock from the ship due to a wave sent Palaria completely unbalanced, and she did begin to fall, but she would catch herself on a wall if Marcus didn't "And the storm is treating us rather poorly!"
"Damn, we should go to an area were we cannot trip so easily or something falling on us" Marcus said as he gave Palaria his hand to move
(There uh, there wouldnt be windows on a Cruiser-Class ship sans the bridge lol)
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"Water and fish or metal, that's a hard choice!" Palaria said quickly, trying to stay somewhat light-hearted as to alleviate the panic as she quickly took Marcus' arm and began to get them back to where she once came as the U.S.S Pheonix shook and rocked with the waves
(Cloaker sound)
Siglos was interrupted mid-prayer as he felt Kentoria's strong grip against his arm, his arms quickly moving to wrap around his larger teammate. He braced himself, pressing his body against hers while attempting to keep both him and herself on even footing.
The Engine Room was the first to feel the effects besides the Bridge, being the area closest to the fuel tank, and Kentoria quickly realized what was up, and tried to move as a piece of the roof above their heads began to bend and Crack, but she was too slow, and in an instant, she was hit on the head, not by a falling piece, or that probably would've instantly killed her, but it was a hard enough hit to completely daze the Enginner, and in her last bit of consciousness, pushed Siglos to safety "save yourself...!" She said before fully passing out that same piece of metal finished falling and crushed Kentoria under it.
Thankfully, Palaria, Marcus, and a few members of the staff were on deck at the time of the occurrence, or, fortunate that they weren't in a position to be too badly injured as the ship, almost ripped in half in front of them, one thing was clear: the U.S.S Pheonix was unlikely to see sea again.
The Med Bay was Thankfully away from the center of the ship and was reinforced, but that didn't mean it was unaffected by the shaking throwing everyone but those who had been through hell and back off their feet, forcing Gibraltr to literally save a private by tackling him away from a falling support, but that was the worst of it...
As the ship began to steady...Siglos brought himself to his hands and knees, having fallen over the moment Kentoria had pushed him to safety. Unsteadily...he looked around at the ruins of the engine room, his arms trembling ever so slightly beneath his weight.
Siglos... could actually move the massive sheet, a solid ton of sheer material and Siglos could move it, this could not be natural.
(Douglas is in the med bay)
“S-she…she’s alive…” Siglos muttered to himself, far too overcome with a mixture of shock and relief to notice the absurdity of his strange, newfound strength. He hesitated for a moment, before carefully moving his arm beneath her back, placing his other arm beneath her knees. Slowly…he lifted her upward before looking around.
Kentoria's arms and legs dangled there, no blood dripping from them, thankfully, and Siglos' pace made sure to not agitate Kentoria's severe head injuries. Of course, such unconsciousness is not eternal, and Kentoria groaned when Siglos was about halfway to the Medbay, a long noise of pain and discomfort, her brown eyes flickering open and closed as she was ridiculously light-sensitive.
Siglos crept through the passageway as he walked, careful not to bump into any soldiers who were unconscious or tending to the wounded. He kept his eyes trained on Kentoria, however the concerned little man carefully observed her condition as he walked through the cramped passage. Thus, he noticed almost immediately when the woman's eyes began to flutter, his own eyes widening in visible surprise.
"How the... fuhu-hu-huck... do you think...?" Kentoria groaned out, her voice cracky and pained, her eyes tried to focus on Siglos, and from what he could see, her pupils were very wide, she had a severe concussion, clearly
Mark was holding onto a railing with all his strength as if his life depended on it.
Palaria managed to Grab hold just in time, her grip very tight in her stifled terror, her other arm failed to catch a hold of Marcus' arm as well and she held on until the ship stopped moving and she could relax... "ha... h-ha..." she breathed, trembling lightly from the experience, clearly, the First Lieutenant cracked under all the terror of the U.S.S Pheonix being destroyed, and it looked destroyed, right up against a large boulder...
"We need to see what's useful in the ship and how the others members are" He said trying to keep his mind under control, which was difficult, hitman movies made it look so easy not to be afraid of death, but when you're in this situation, it's easy to breaks
