Roughly half the fighters are delt with when the other guns on the ship open up as Krisna mans the long range gun she misses her shots with out really a chance as the other ships zoom past the incoming fire.
Krisna cursed her self as she missed agin and agin befor she had a bright idea, why not shoot at the biggest target?

Krisna took aim with the primary gun at the battle ship and took her shots, meanwhile she would pull out her omni tool for a quick run down of calculation as to a way to hit quick moving targets with this gun as her device ran te numbers, but in te mean time Krisna only firedat the thing she knew she could hit.

On her monitors she sees half the fighters wink out. That was some good shooing from Krisna she though she took to evasive maneuvers for the time being as the ships moved into that dreaded 300 kilometer range.

Her concentration had been on flying the vessel and keeping them all alive.

The fighters closed, their shoots getting indirect hits that ate at the shield strength of their vessel as they sped away. Scorch was busy in he cargo hold, moving things around with the repulsors there. Even with them in place things were still difficult to tend to but with everything now in order she sighed, well that was all of it, all the extra parts and junk

The trio of fighters close in quicker than before though one bursts as 92 gets it.

By now the battleship is at long range though it is so still very easy to hit but as Krisna strikes it she soon realizes that the ship is just too big to be damaged effectively. It does not return fire though, it could not hope to connect and had fighters in the area anyway. However in he unlikely event of a hit they would be destroyed outright.

Scorch hits the button to open the cargo hatch. There is a delay of a few seconds as the hydrolics go to work which she uses to vacate the area.

The cargo and spare pars are blasted out into space, one ship jukes about the obstacles, the first hits hem and collides with I going up in a brief flash of light.

With her OMNI assisting her Krisna takes out the last ship. All is quiet, at least for now ...

Krisna hitts the massive battle ship but their guns where no match for somting of its sizes and the travler cursed her self. Finilly her Omni too finished calculating as Krisnacquickly grabbed it and placed it on the dash. The tool came to life as it shifted to take the form similure to that of a stand emitting a holografic disply befor her eyes over laying the current turret targeting system as it show Krisna far better aim assists based on the moved of the in coming droid ships.

Taking her shots Krisna hit dead on the things her device told her to just befor the junk from the open cargo bay came flooding out distroying the rest. Seeing no fallowers persueing them Krisna pulled her self out of her seat, grabbed her device and holstered it quickly befor head back into the halls of the ship in a light jog to find Scorch.

Was it over? With communications down the various sections of the ship could not coordinate with each other and she was glade that she had taking down communications. There had been no more fighters that had been launched and the battleship did not open up with the big guns, they were still in short range for them she though given those guns had a far greater range then there's where they were near the limits of their range when it came to the battleship.

Still, she held her breath not knowing if it were a ploy or not, the battleship could be waiting for them to get out of range before opening up with their guns so that they could not shoot back though she doubted that.

They had nothing to fear from their guns, the ship was just too massive for blaster cannons to do much unless they were in a squadron coordinating their shots perhaps.

Once clear of the enemy ship she makes a jump in route to Antares base before letting the auto pilot take over, she still had a mission to complete after all ...

She wasn't able to contribute all that much but she did manage to coordinate a little. It was not the best work but given that she had a rookie gunner and pilot it had all worked out. The gunnery programming installed in 92 helped a lot of course and seeing that she often flew alone until recently she could use a gunner, especially since 93 was destroyed and hence the lack of two droids with similar programming. 94 was in the works though.

Her armed still killed but she would survive. If not for the fact that she wished to check on Krisna to see how she was doing she would have relaid a course for the pilot to take.

Getting to Krisna she smiles. “Your shooting got better at the end. We are still alive that is what's important though in all my years I have not known anyone to do anything for free. That woman, the pilot, I am sure she is an agent we didn't exactly have the time for formal introductions but chances are she's been sent after you for some reason or me or perhaps both of us. If it were just me I doubt she would have done all this unless she has a hatred of slavery that much … I do not know what is on her mind and so we will have to deal with her. We out number her but I am wounded and can't be of much help if things go badly.”

It didnt take long as Krisna found her lover, the fire haired womens kind smile making the travler run to her with open arms as they both met. Krisna did care if she wanted a hug or not she did it any way, embracing her lover tight having been worried sick afther watching her pleasure a pervert and get shot. Krisna almost broke down in tears but she kept it together only smiling with joy that she could hold Scorch in her arms agin.

"Thanks... I learned from you..." Krisna said while smile as she embraced Scorch befor letting go to hold one of the womens hands in her own listening to her lover comment her shotting befor mentioning her other savior, the agent as Krisna thought about it. "An Agent for what?.. Deal with her?" Krisna asked puzzled as she gazed at Scorch wondering what she was getting at befor her eyes shifted to her lovers wounded sholder, every thing els seemed pointless right now only one hing on her mind.

"I dont care about that... Your hurt..." Krisna said with a sigh as she grabbed Scorch other arm tugged on her gently tryi g not to hurt her. "Comme on... I need to look at it... " Krisna said as she looked back and smiled. "I promise Ill kiss it and make it better."

Hope sets the auto pilot. In hyperspace there is not much required of her and she stands, draws her pistol and sets it for stun.

She knows that the girls are in one of the two turrets but instead of moving there she goes to the secret compartment to recover a few more explosive charges setting them up about the ship seeing that she is currently out numbered she works in acquiring an edge.

She can't get to many of the systems though the first she gets to is life support, the next the engines. She has no intentions of killing herself though she hopes the situation can resolve before the detonations occur.

She sets the detonators for half an hour, that should e more than enough time.

Scorch winces some. The wound was worse than she had thought though it still wasn't too bad. She could manage with it and smiled now.

“She's ADD, at least that is my guess based off of the uniform. There is a chance she could be of another organization disguised as ADD but I doubt that. I doubt she would have come to your rescue if she were just after me since she could get to me without going through all this trouble.”

As she's tugged away from the turret she resists though. “No, we have to deal with this. Regardless of what she's after she's going to separate us or try if we don't put a stop to this.”

Krisna fought with Scorch as she resisted to come along with her, both barly making it away from the turrents despite it puting her in great pain, Scorch insisting that the agent was more important then her own well being. Krisna only held onto her arm and tugged firmly to make her follow whether she wanted to or not. "I dont care!"'Krisna yelled over Scorch glaring at her sternly. "Y-your hurt! That is more important to me then a agent coming to take me away!" Krisna yelled as she looked at Scorch holding her arm with both hands making sure Scorch didnt try to pull her arm away. "We need to go treat your arm! befor it gets any worse..."

"Now stop being stubborn and come!.. on!" Krisna said agin tugging on Scorch's arm to pull her down hall with her twords the closest thing this ship has to a medical bay. However the thought did come to her, why did he ADD want her? Did they want them both? The questions started to stack up in her head but Krisna tried not to dwell on it to much, mostly becuse she doesnt not want to view this women as an enemy... thats not what this is about.

As she went around planting the explosive charges she could hear the commotion, not all of it mind you but enough of it. 3 to 1 odds that didn't sound too great though one of the girls had been wounded too and the droid was easy enough to deactivate.

Knowing approximately where they were she went to the other turret to deactivate the droid to better her odds, if she ran into no trouble there she would then head to the medical bay, pistols still at her side seeing that the others did not seem to need weapons at all. She was better in close with hand to hand though at close range today she was fairly accurate and she would once again be at close range.

Of course she had considered that this might be a trap, a ploy to lure her to the med bay and thus she had to remain alert.

There was no problem in deactivating 92. He was still manning the turrets waiting for further orders even having jumped into hyperspace he had not known if it were going to be a short jump or not or if they were dropped back into real space quite suddenly.

Scorch struggles a little, though each time she does so her arm flares up in pain.

“Fine!” She retorts at last being dragged off. “This isn't going to kill me you know. We have to deal with this though, she's going to try and take you away and I don't want that.”

In the medical bay there was another droid, this one programmed with all sorts of diagnostics and biologies of various species along with surgeries and the like.

It was in standby mode and quickly boots up, the opening of the door a trigger for it.

It's on treads and rolls closer, it scanning the pair.

“Place her on that table there.” The shiny metal droid points as it then rolls to a cabinet after a brief analysis of the burn getting out some salves and bandages.

Krisna pulled on Scorch's good arm whether she liked it or not as they moved to the medical bay. Hearing how Scorch complained and whined about it not being life threatening or she was fine just befor hissing in pain. It looked bad and clearly it hurt her enough to make the travler worrie

" Its enough that its hurting you!... See!" Krisna shouted as she pointed out Scorchs painful groan as her arm flared up agin. "I dont want it either but your body is more important to me then the agent right now.... Of chorse unless you get fat or horribly mutilated... I just wount love you no more..." Krisna joked as she rambled and helped Scorch to the medical bay.

The pair reached the med bay befor Hope did it appeared but there was no way Krisna knew that yet as the travler helped Scorch inside. Afther the door swooshed open Krisnawas greeted by a treasher room of retro tech... well retro to her as her eyes got wide andvshe loked around befor a device on threads rolls closer and asks Krisna to help Scorch on to the table.

"Ok.. be carful its tender.." Krisna said out loud to the droid befor helping Scorch onto the table to lay down then kissed Scorch on the cheek and smiled. " There was that so hard..." Krisna said sweely playing nurse befor she steped back to let the doctor do its work as she would step twords the door to open it and peek out side wonder where the agent went of chorse if she was up to anything at all.

She was mobile and quicker than the two ladies, had jogged to one side of the ship and checking the computer on her wrist she made note of how long she had before any detonations hoping to have everything resolved well before detonation.

So she makes her way back and as luck has in for she tended to be a lucky girl Krisna was peeking her head out of the room and peering down the corridor in the opposite direction. She aimed and approached slowly waiting for Krisna to look where she would make a quick gesture with the weapon indicating to her to step out into the hall. She would fire if it looked as if the girl was going for a weapon though if she ducked back in the medical bay this would get far more difficult for the agent.

She protests though eventually Krisna gets her to the med bay where the droid takes a look at her shoulder.

“It still wasn't going to kill me,” a little sore at not dealing with a possible threat while able too she lets it go and winces again as the droid begins to clean the wound and disinfect it with the salve that takes the sting out of it.

While it is a minor wound she has her concentration broken each time she jars the limb a little meaning her pyrokinesis is unreliable at best.

As Krisna steps back, Scorch lifts her head a little.

“Me get fat? Why do you think I do all this leg work myself?” She grinned though her pyrokinesis has bestowed an abnormally high metabolism on her. She tries to show that her sullness will pass given the earlier bout of mirth her lover tried when humor wasn't at the front of her mind.