Steampunk Tale of Wonder – Prepare to Repel Borders!

Rally“They are closing sir!” said Ensign Harrington pointing out of the bridge window.
“Looks like they are up in the stream,” added Lieutenant Johnson putting down the viewer. “We are still climbing, and they will be on us before we get up there.”
“I see them Mr. Johnson,” replied Captain Harris calmly.
“All crews to their guns, I want full power to the newton’s, prepare to drop the chargers at my command. Helm maintain the current heading.”
“Aye Sir,” said the Ensign echoing the Captains orders down one of the brass speaking tubes.
The deck plates shifted under the bridge crew’s feet as Rally’s newton’s strained to push the Frigate higher into the sky. Taking the viewer off Johnson, Captain Harris looked at the darting images of the pursuers, “We must have something they really want those are Sturmhawks they are sending after us.”

Putting a speaking tube to his mouth, “Lieutenant Carter prepare your Marines to repel borders, all crew prepare for borders, Sergeant at Arms open the smalls arms lockers. Battle Stations! Battle Stations!”
As he spoke brass bells could be heard ringing across the ship and a grim smile played across his lips, “This is going to get rough, but we should endure those Hawks only have a limited range and operational time. It’s their baseship beyond that will cause us a problem.”
Turning to face the Severn and his charge, he spoke, “You Gentleman may want to go and secure your quarters.”
“I can help you fight them,” motioned the Air Ranger.
“You may have no choice, although your responsibility is to your charge?” said the Captain indicating a pale-faced Daniel standing just behind the Ranger.
“He is,” replied Severn. “But I can help you defend your ship.”
“At your pleasure Sir,” replied the Captain nodding his head.
The bulkhead door opened to the rear of the bridge and a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes dressed in Navy Whites stepped through handing the Captain and Bridge crew service pistols, “Ah, Yeoman Knightly, please show our guests their quarters and then attend your station.”
“If you excuse me Commander, I have to deal with the situation at hand,” The Captain reached for his speaking tube. “Gatling crews, suppression fire 200 yards, Cannon crews firing pattern three canister shot, break up their formations.”

Severn led Daniel from the bridge, which was secured by its Marine guard and followed the Yeoman into the steel and dark wood corridors.
“Don’t worry Sir, you are quite safe now. Rally has never been bordered,” as the Yeoman spoke, the chattering of Rally’s Gatling Steam guns could be heard through bulkheads.
“I don’t doubt it Miss Knightly,” replied Severn, as he spoke the floor lurched under him, forcing the trio to grab the brass handrails.
Knightly paled slightly, “The over chargers have been dropped onto the newton’s.”
The walls shuddered again, the sound of a thunderclap hit them and ship felt like it skipped to one side. “That was an air burst! We are being fired on!”

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