>>5524500You jerk back from the sudden flash of light, the crackling hiss of electrical discharge deafens you for a moment but fades to a soft hum just as swiftly as it came. Acrid smoke billows out of the command seat’s access panel, engulfing the observation bridge in the stench of melted plastic and ozone. Coughing, you slap the access panel shut and wave away the black smoke. It slowly begins to dissipate, though the smell lingers on.
>>5524568>>5524766>Rolled 4,4: Seat AdjustmentAs you catch your breath you realise that you are leaning back slightly.
It seems that your physical attempt to dodge the consequences of your own actions was not entirely voluntary. It turns out your idea to restore backup power to your command station has been at least partially successful. Tapping the controls that adjust your seat’s recline to no avail, you realise that you may have fused the input so badly that it bled through into the power circuit.
>>5524508>Rolled 1: Nanite ControllerHesitantly, you tap the restraint release control. You feel a strange wriggling sensation across your chest and lower abdomen as the nano-mats making up your unruly seatbelt shift and vibrate, attempting to reconfigure. A muted crackle and another puff of choking black smoke emanates from the seams around the mostly shut access panel and the sensation ceases.
Looking down you can see the once smooth and seamless safety restraints are now a disorganised mess of swirling and fractal like patterns with many gaps and random extrusions. Despite this, the restraints remain largely intact.
<span class="mu-b">Engineering: The nano-material is stronger than kevlar in this configuration but its structural integrity may be compromised enough that the right leverage or enough raw strength could break it.</span>
You begin to curse your luck but stop mid expletive as you brush the medscanner toggle and a holo-screen suddenly materialises. A soft beep pulses steadily from the command station, keeping time with the vitals displayed and the beat in your chest. Some mild bruising is detected where you expect to find it, along with some superficial burns to your exposed skin. Overall, you seem remarkably unscathed - though the burns are concerning for a different reason. <span class="mu-r">Medscan: Health 3/3</span>
Frowning, you try the backup comms next. You open a shipwide channel and are immediately bombarded with the chaotic sound of panicked voices, unacknowledged damage reports, and multiple overlapping distress calls. Mind whirling, you shut off the comm unit to think. Dread creeps up your spine as a picture begins to come together.
<span class="mu-b">Tactical: The sudden power failure, fried personal comms, damage reports, and what you now realise are slight radiation burns to your exposed skin, all add up to a distressing conclusion - damage from directed energy weapon fire. Your ship has been attacked point blank and with zero warning.</span>
