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"Still, my question remains. The systems I have full access to on the station are frustratingly limited. Some thruster control along the rotating docking ring, enough to speed up or slow down the station's rate of rotation. I can alter inbound and outbound messages by accessing the comm buffers. Partial access to assorted internal devices - display panels and doors - but not central life support or the main fusion reactor."
"Enough to kill or disable much of the crew, most likely. Halt operation for several months. But I was hoping to do something more...permanent"
>The thruster controls look promising. Even if we can't steer it into another object, perhaps we can use this to cause some permanent damage...
>The comm buffers could be useful. Perhaps we can manipulate the Mizarians to fire on their own station...somehow...
>Write in?
A ping from the tactical display interrupted my train of thought. Having finally exhausted all other options, the destroyer chose to crest the asteroid we were hiding behind, engine flaring at burn-out temperatures. A rational decision, given that the missiles were closing in. Rational enough to be predictable.
The RAIN blinded it first. A quick burst from her laser array sweeped over the destroyer's prow, set to maximum dispersion. The armor held, but its sensor array did not.
I was familiar enough with the sound of the hypometric weapon to know that it was spinning up for a follow-up attack. This time, I was wise enough to close my eyes before it fired. When my vision stopped swimming, I saw the front-half of the hull tumble past us, a near perfect bisection. Again, I felt that familiar pressure in my mind - something so terribly close to being identifiable. What was it exactly? A memory? A scar? A scar where a memory should be?
I have no answer. But I very much feel like I should.
- [UNSIGNED], EXECUTIVE AUDITOR, TRS NOVEMBER RAIN, AD. 2242, MAY 10, PERSONAL JOURNAL
