[Time Jump- Three Hours Later]
The ship rocked as another depth charge flew and tracked closer to the hull of the poor Lexington. Tyvon rocked as the charge came closer to the ship. They got closer and closer each time. The 'Raptorans', if that was truly their name, where nothing if not persistant. At least a half-dozen warbirds were now firing constantly into the nebula, trying to draw them out. Outside of the nebula, only the gods knew.
The crew had performed admirably- Lieutenant M'Bala's plan had worked admirably, every single Raptoran on the ship was dead and the crew had set about on repairs. Much damage was repaired- but the ship was now on lower on supplies than ever.
Tyvon was walking the halls, observing the repairs and talking with the crew. He unzipped the pocket of his uniform and flipped open the communicator he found. It was time to get the ship underway.
He held the communicator in one hand as he pressed a button on the wall of the bulkhead.
All hands, this is the Captain. Prepare to get underway. We're going to try to outrun these bastards... and get back to Starfleet lines. Stand ready.
he said, and closed the comms channel.
He how turned his attention to his communicator.
Ensign Chessnut, plot a course to the nearest starbase. I want an ETA if we go at warp 5.
he said. He immediately switched channels.
=/\=Lieutenant Harmon, Major Mattis, I want a tactical report on everything you know about these creatures, ship based, ground combat, anything you have. In my quarters, two minutes.
he said, ignoring the fact that it was at least a five minute trip to his quaters.
=/\=Ensigns Jada and Black, coordinate with Corporal Atwood and Sergeant Wang, prepare likely tactical scenarios and plan to defend the ship from imminant external and internal contacts.
=/\=Engineering, I need maximum warp and I need it yetsterday. How much power can you get me?
=/\=Subcommander Mahak, coordinate with your department. I need a way to detect these ships.
He made his final call. =/\=Lieutenant Apostolos, Casualty report. How many did we lose?
He observed the phase rifle he had gathered, It wasn't pretty but it was all he had. He just had a bad feeling about this. It was time to run.