09-26-2026, 07:48 PM
== NPC Lt Tom Krandall, Tactical Officer ==
Giving the CO a nod of understanding, Tom took a deep breath and focused on his console. The ship was still capable of some very quick impulse maneuvers. He felt like cautioning people not to use the main viewer for a forward view of the battle. They were likely to get an induced form of motion sickness if they did. For the moment, the display was showing the Tactical overlay and Tom was focused on his own readings. The ship slalomed through debris and avoiced shots with surprising grace. Tom even had to use a couple of rolls in his evasive tactics to try and keep the enemy guessing at where to try and land a hit on them. He couldn't avoid everything, but he was certainly going to make them work for every hit while trying to move them in the general direction of the base. Tom made sure not to fly in the same direction for more than two seconds. more than once, he deliberately maintained a line for two seconds and then would pitch up or down from his relative path and begin another series of turns. Predictably, he would often see a missed shot go past them when he did. It told him he was right and that they were still hot on his heels. He tried to notice when each one was firing, to possibly predict a pattern of which weapons were firing the most or if they appeared to have a weak side he might exploit, but so far there had been no such hints of anything to take advantage of.
Giving the CO a nod of understanding, Tom took a deep breath and focused on his console. The ship was still capable of some very quick impulse maneuvers. He felt like cautioning people not to use the main viewer for a forward view of the battle. They were likely to get an induced form of motion sickness if they did. For the moment, the display was showing the Tactical overlay and Tom was focused on his own readings. The ship slalomed through debris and avoiced shots with surprising grace. Tom even had to use a couple of rolls in his evasive tactics to try and keep the enemy guessing at where to try and land a hit on them. He couldn't avoid everything, but he was certainly going to make them work for every hit while trying to move them in the general direction of the base. Tom made sure not to fly in the same direction for more than two seconds. more than once, he deliberately maintained a line for two seconds and then would pitch up or down from his relative path and begin another series of turns. Predictably, he would often see a missed shot go past them when he did. It told him he was right and that they were still hot on his heels. He tried to notice when each one was firing, to possibly predict a pattern of which weapons were firing the most or if they appeared to have a weak side he might exploit, but so far there had been no such hints of anything to take advantage of.