Let it begin

[Jordan Maxwell]

"If I were huntin'.." He paused and turned quickly around, the woman he called Honey was looking up at him with wide eyes. "I have Jury working on a way to see them Sir. I brought you your pre-fighting tea."

He took the tea from her and he looked back to the sky. A smile crept across Joshua's lips as he took a sip. "Honey, tell Jury to shut down the engines, make it look like an accident, I want to be limping, let that boy catch up."

If this plan didn't work, and they didn't come, well that little transport ship only a few hours away, most likely would try and, "help" them.

[Trace Kennet]

"Captain, it looks like their engines are down." Trace said, "It happened rather quickly, could have been an accident?" He turned the last bit into a question, because he didn't actually know if it was or not. "I can't tell what exactly happened, but I know that something did, they are practically dead in the air." This was an interesting development, Trace saw it as a stroke of luck. "If their engines are out, then isn't this our chance?"

[Lars Engström]

Lars was startled by Trace's voice, he had been lost in thought. Coming back to reality, he realized what trace was saying and moved quickly over to the sensors, and looked for himself. Sure enough, the other ship was at a crawl, barely moving. "Keep on our course," said Lars, "I think this could be our chance." He returned to his place by the window, and began to run over the situation in his mind. As he thought, an altogether unpleasant thought began to cross his mind. "Dru, you have had some experience with this type, you don't think that they could have shut their own ship down, do you?" He was worried that they might be on a direct path into a trap.
Just then, he spotted several objects floating through space. "What the hell are those thin...oh that Tah mah duh hwoon dahn" what had looked at first to be some space junk or other had just revealed themselves to be bodies.
"Trace, how close are we?" Asked Lars, his anger beginning to build.

AS TRACE
Trace had seen the bodies too, and he felt like he was going to be sick. When the captain asked him how close they were, he dragged himself back to the task at hand. "We are closing on them sir, so far they haven't adjusted course. I think the engines might be down for real." He stopped, looking over all the readings on the controls. "We are coming in from just in front and below them," he said, "that should set us up to get a good seal on the door."

AS LARS
Lars nodded at his words, and returned to the window. He looked around, and there it was. The other ship was simply drifting above and in front of him. He reached over and grabbed the com. "Weston, I hope you are ready. Jordan, I want you and Trace up in the cockpit, and the door locked when we dock with this other ship. If they try to board us, then see what you can do to get out of there." He replaced the com, and turned to Dru. "Looks like it's time. Shall we?"

Tah mah duh hwoon dahn = Mother humping son of a b****

[Jordan Maxwell]

"Alright Cap'n"

The Revenge started to spin slightly. Jordan looked out her window at it before she walked over to Trace in the Cockpit. She closed the door but couldn't help the worried expression on her face.

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Joshua whistled to his men and he placed his men around the ship. He smiled that Captain was walking right into his trap. The boy was green at this.

"Boys?" He asked over the com.

"Everythin' Shiny Cap'n." Was the only reply.

Kneeling down he had most of his crew spread out, but three men were waiting next to the door, just waiting for the doors to open and fire upon the people inside of the attached ship.

[Lars Engström]

Lars had made a quick stop in his office, and grabbed his weapons. He bucked his sword to his waist, and then grabbed the one pistol he owned an put it in a holster that was also on his sword belt. He also grabbed his body armor, and strapped it on under his coat. He took one final look at his office before he left. This might be his last time here... he shook those thoughts out of his mind, and headed down to the Cargo Bay. He looked around, and his plan began to form. Once the others arrived he could explain it to them, and then they would have to hope it worked. Hopefully the pirates didn't get bored, and come in before they were ready.

[Jeff Weston]

Jeff was waiting in the cargo bay if he had a few minute more he could have breached the pirate's ship before they had a hard seal. Oh well this was what he was trained for breaching. Setting to one side of the hatch he opened his gun case and locked the bracers that held the case open. The case was made from an Aliance gun ship, so small arms fire was not going to harm it. So with his bunker shield in place Jeff attached his helm and seal it.

Taking down his mp-90 he grabbed a clip for it. Clicking in place he readied his gun and himself for the doors to open and hell to break loose.

[Drusilla Pardieu]

Dru smiled slightly with Lars admitting she was correct, which she had already known. Any pirate worth their reputation didn't back down. Now they just needed to get to the ship, board them and take them out. The mercenary was sure it wouldn't be that easy exactly, but her excitement was building.

Attentions shifted upon Trace saying that their engines went down, this was looking too easy. "It's very possible they did it on purpose, in fact that's what I suspect. Though it's probably the best chance to board them without too much trouble if that's what they want. It'll be very dangerous though if that is what they're expecting." The fact that they began seeing bodies floating through space didn't phase the merc too much. It was getting fairly clear that this pirate ship was the real deal and not playing around.

A dark grin swept across Dru's lips when Lars looked to her, saying it was time. She didn't speak simply raised from her chair, taking pause to walk over to Trace, holding out one of her favored pistols. "Give this to Jordan when she gets up here. It's loaded." There was a slight concern in Dru, with them all boarding the pirate ship theirs would be open to boarding as well. Pushing aside the emotion she left and made way to the cargo bay. Though she did stop by her room again, coming out with a flash bomb in her hands. Once in the cargo bay Lars was there already, same with Jeff. Holding up the flash bomb for them to see with a mischievous smile as she went down the stairs. "Let's get the party started shall we?"

[Jordan Maxwell]

Joshua cursed himself for killing the small child, but a different idea crossed his mind. Neither side wanted to open the door, whom ever did was dead. He normally would have asked his girlfriend to do the task, a small young woman, she had luck on her side. However, in times like these. "Honey," she whispered, she looked over to him pleading with him. "Open it."

The young woman, obviously pregnant stood, from her hidden area and walked down the stairs to open the door, and let the people from the other ship inside.

[Lars Engström]

Looking at Weston and Dru, Lars realized just how uneven the odds were in this job, but he knew they could do it. "I hope you aren't expecting some sort of inspirational speech, cuz I don't have anything like that to say." He paused, and then he took a deep breath and continued. "Odd's are they are waiting for us, and if we just walk in they will kill us. So, I want you to take cover on either side of the door, and then let them make the first move." He jumped as he heard the sound of the door shifting, "Go, get to cover now." He stepped off to the side of the door, and waited. He expected that any minute the door would open and several pirates would run through. then hopefully his crew could take them before anyone really knew where they were.
Seconds dragged by, and he began to pray in earnest. Just let them come, all this waiting was starting to grate on his nerves. He loosened his sword and pistol, so they would be ready when he needed them. He tried to breathe as softly as he could.

[Jordan Maxwell]

"Hello?" The woman said, she was scared and tears were in her voice. She slowly walked into the ship, her hands trembling and on her stomach. "Is anyone there? There was an accident.."

Joshua's smile grew as he looked down from above. The rest of his crew silent. "Please, I need help." The last part was in earnest. She didn't want to die, but she also knew what her job was. Get them on her ship, and duck.

[Lars Engström]

Lars was totally caught off guard by the woman who walked in. He had not expected that, and he cursed his lack of experience. He stood, silent, as she walked past him. Looking over at Dru, he tried to communicate without speaking that he didn't want to kill her. She looked to be heavily pregnant, and whatever she may have done, she shouldn't be killed because of a sick joke her captain was playing. She stepped past him, and he seized the opportunity. He reached out and dragged her behind the cover of the door, keeping his hand firmly over her mouth. Before she could try to escape, he hit her in the temple, as lightly as he could manage to get her to pass out. He felt her slump in his grip. Laying her body on the ground, and checked for any weapons. Finding none, he pressed himself back against the wall. He looked at Dru, and then at Weston, and then waited for the pirates next move.

[Drusilla Pardieu]

With the opening of the hatch Dru swiftly moved to the side, in case of any gunfire. Instead came a female voice, clearly full of tears. Claiming the need of help. Dru glared harshly at Lars as he made a motion that meant he didn't want to kill her. Rolling her eyes at him, if he couldn't make the kill even though they were pirates how did he expect to live in the 'verse.

Dru's anger at the situation and decision of Lars was clear, the woman was a pirate and should be put down. Instead he was taking pitty and mercy on her. A bullet was what she needed. Looking around where she was at the moment, Dru took one of her daggers and cut the rope that was securing a crate.

The mercenary took action, they couldn't wait for the pirates to decide what happened next. She pulled the clip from her flash bomb and threw it into the other ship. Once it went off she threw the rope down at Lars with a glare. She readied her weapon, one of the rifles that had sat upon her shoulders. It was time for action. "Now." It was all she needed to say, they had to make a move. Now or never so-to-speak. Dru looked over to Jeff and gave him a nod, she was ready and she assumed he would be too.

[Lars Engström]

Lars winced as the flash bomb went off, and he blinked. He looked at dru, and was just in time to catch the piece of rope she threw at him. He was a little confused at first, but then he remembered the woman at his feet. He bent down and quickly tied her hands. looking around, he found a small bolt of cloth. he tore off a strip and tied it around her mouth, then placed the res of it under her head. He stood up, and heard Dru say something that sounded like now. He pulled out his pistol, deciding that this was not the time for getting close to people. He readied himself for what he knew was coming, and took a deep breath.

[Jeff Weston]

So it starts, and what a start. The first through was a pregered female. Noting her emtions he could tell he did not want to fight. Once she was clear and secured Jeff moved first on their side.

Pushing his shield case forward with his left hand and shoulder he worked his barrior into the door gap keeping the right side shielded and laying down fire for the pirate who would be on his side of the door. The sound of the mp-90 had a distinct sound. A few pirates who had been at Joe's Heater must have remember that sound for the fire started to converge on his shield. The gun fire stalled his forward movement. Shifting the shield a bit he was able to get the pirate pinned and then taken out of the game. Switching the take aim at the otherside he layed down cover fire for Dru.

[Drusilla Pardieu]

The adrenalin of battle, the rush of danger-it was all intoxicating. The mercenary was in her zone, her world. This was what part of her lived for. Dru made a mental note to see if Jeff would let her play with his nice gun at a later time. She might just have to find herself one.

Dru waited until her chance to move forward into the pirate's ship, knowing it would be one of the most dangerous points of this little mission. Jeff began to rain in cover fire and she took that as her opening. With her rifle ready to fire she made way through the hatch, as quick as her legs would carry her. Dru began firing at the first sight of another person on the ship, quickly taking out one man before ducking behind a pile of cargo. Though there was a sharp pain in her right bicep, she'd been hit on her way in - a minor graze. Hit none-the-less though. She'd have to ignore the pain as best she could for now.

It was her turn to lay down some cover fire, for whoever would come through the hatch next. Dru began firing unrelentingly so that the pirates would have a harder time getting any shots in. She wanted to avoid further injury.