User blog comment:USS Enterprise CVN-65/The New (And Improved) Official Roleplay Room/@comment-24787182-20160522214929/@comment-24787182-20160523004000

OOC: Screw it... Mace is just gonna rape my ass.

IC: Radar probes pick up the Prometheus fleet and sends a signal back to Rouen. Admiral Harmon looks at his data pad and is shocked by the readings. He didn't expect a random patrol to be within the area of Angolis.

Harmon: SH*T!!! Lieutenant Jasper, send a message to the fleet and tell them to get the hell out of there! Now!

The destroyers rush in to retrieve their probes while the Rubys dock within the battleships and the drones are picked up by the carriers. One everything is accounted for, the fleet prepares to leave the belt and retreat into Trans-Grathian Space. But before that, three Little Boy II-class nuclear bombs are placed in a large fault line on the surface of the planet. Their countdown timers are set to ten minutes, giving the teams setting the bombs in place enough time to haul ass back to their ships.

Once out of the asteroid field, radar signatures pick up a fleet of three Sith vessels within the vicinity of Caelmare II heading towards Angolis. Once caught in Grath's orbit, a burn is executed, sending the fleet beyond the micro star system. The nukes on Angolis detonate, not affecting any ships in either the Prometheus or Sith fleets and turning 5% of the planet to asteroids.

OOC again: there, out of your turf Mace even though I wasn't taking over the entire belt you greedy commie.