<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/atnkNxq.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Name</strong></span>:Riak of Th'Assum (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329997.msg15764119#msg15764119)</strong><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location</strong></span>: Bridge<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Content</strong></span>: Flexing navigational muscles<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Tag | Mention</strong></span>: Captain Galven, Bridge crew.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"They What?!" Is Riak's first response to the situation, his eyes going as wild as his antennae. Hands quickly moving across the various controls. They couldn't dodge lasers not at this range, and the amount of them all of a sudden is enough to make them a veritable threat. Enough to make Victoria at the least heavily damaged in matter of a thought.<br/><br/>There is not a lot of options in sight, but he can spot a window with a quick glance. Just big enough for them to jump through. Risky, and it wouldn't be a long one, but as long as they got into warp, they could ponder the rest of the options once they're out of the enemy weapons range. "Emergency warp trajectory calculated."<br/><br/>Should combat arise though, and the warp window close, their best option would be to head into the middle of the enemy, and use the debris defenses as shields against their future attacks, and give the tactical opportunities to open fire. Probably a full spread of photon torpedoes would decimate most of them, but then again, he ain't the tactical officer.<br/><br/>Now, it remained up to the captain to decide on a course of action. Was this going to be flexing of military tech, or diplomacy, as per first contact protocol. Clearly the native sensors are far beyond what they had expected.