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“What the hell was that?�� he asked no-one in particular. “Did they ram us?��
“Uh �� negative, sir.�� Marnetti offered, reading an instrumental assessment from his display, “It seems we were hit by some kind of pulse wave generated by their jump.��
“Their jump? �� You mean by arriving they nearly killed us?��
Marnetti nodded, continuing, “Range 0.5 kilometers, Captain. Holding steady. No recognized weapons activity.��
“Damage report.�� He ordered, feeling his way back into his seat, eyes glued to the viewscreen.
“Shield 2 down, 1 is buckling.�� Pluddeman choked.
“Power stable, all systems holding steady,�� Marnetti added, now rubbing some bruises.
“Any communications?��
“Nothing, sir. Static on all frequencies.��
“What are they doing?��
“Nothing, sir. Waiting maybe.��
“Waiting, my ass!�� Dayne barked. “They must be sizing us up!”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!