John found himself in another cockpit, albeit this ti it was on a ship. He was wearing his outfit from Highschool of the Dead again of all things.
He was sitting in what he assud was the pilots chair, a massive tal chair that almost resembled a recliner. Thick leather like padding covered the top surfaces of the chair, and it almost felt like gel was underneath the parts he was touching, conforming to his body. In front of him were several translucent screens, showing the status of what John presud was the ships systems. There were both hand and foot controls attached to the chair, in easy reach even if he was laid back relaxing.
In front of him, past the screens, were four large slanted windows in a semi circle around him, allowing him to look outside. Currently they appeared to be black for so reason.
The cockpit was a fairly small, two level room, the pilots chair which he was seated, had stairs leading up behind it to the second level, which was in kind of a 'C' shape, and a door at the back leading elsewhere. He could make out other chairs and computer terminals around the room as well. The room was made with primarily an unknown grey tal, dim blue lighting reflecting off its surface.
"Whoa, where am I this ti. Is this a ship?" John said to himself.
His background information started and it did not make a lot of sense. He was a retired navy pilot, fresh out of a divorce and loved playing so sort of space ship ga? Was this his spaceship from the ga? It looked like the space ship from the ga from his new mories, kind of. Was he now in a ga? He wasn't a navy man but this didn't look like the bridge of a navy ship, but sothing out of so sci fi show.
"Okay so I have a space ship. How do I...oh." Information poured into him about how to fly the ship. He put his hands on the two control yokes. When he did that, sothing activated in his chair and several straps ca out of nowhere and enveloped him, securing him in his seat.
He hit a few buttons by his hands and the ship powered up. He could feel a dull thrum coming from behind him sowhere deep within the bowels of the ship. The shades, or whatever was on the windows, flickered and reveal a surreal view to John. Several asteroids were floating nearby, slowly spinning away, bathed is the pale light of a far off star. Countless stars and nebula could be seen throughout the windows, their light unimpeded by sothing like the atmosphere or light pollution from a city.
John watched the scene, srized by the simple beauty of it all. He then pushed the control yokes and changed the ships angle, and then accelerated forward into the void.
"This is really fun." He said, turning the ship around and doing so maneuvers. He could feel so G-forces, but not enough to really disturb even his weakened body.
Not so weak anymore actually! I am feeling great now.
He brought his ship back to the asteroids and matched its speed with theirs, wondered what to do next. This ship had no information in its navigational computer. In fact it had almost no information at all. He didn't know where the closest planet was, or any star base or space station. Just this lonely group of asteroids.
He started flipping through the status panel of the ship. This was apparently a prototype vessel called a light combat carrier, designated the Phoenix Hawk. It had...a lot of weapons, all with sci-fi sounding nas. He had no idea what they were either, his pilot skills apparently not translating to gunnery skills.
Mark VIII Phased Array Emitters? Mark X Point Defence Plasma Battery? Mark IX MAG Cannon? oh Mark VIII Anti-Matter Torpedo's, I know what those are! Not sure if those marks are good or bad. Higher the number is better right?
It also had bays for twelve fighters, four of which were large enough for corvette class ships. Currently it had none though.
The vessel had displays for shields, armour, hull integrity, reactor power levels and more, much more. He assud these were all good numbers whatever they ant. So stuff he understood, other stuff not so much.
It was like he was given so very specialized information for piloting and nothing else.
"Well might as well try things out. Umm guns...well that asteroid looks like a good target to ."
He switched back to the MAG and selected it. Several targeting recitals popped up on his screen. He used his left hand control stick to aim and once it was centered over the mass, he released a shot. Nothing happened. He clicked the trigger a few more tis, then saw on the screen a ssage flashing .
"Charging? Well that is bad, what happens if there was a pirate?"
Out of nowhere, sounds ca from over the speakers embedded into the headrest of his chair.
P1 - [Oi, what did we find here?]
P2 - [Looks like so rich kids fancy toy.]
P3 - [Yeah, looks like it will fetch a pretty penny.]
P2 - [Any idea what type it is? My scanner hasn't a clue.]
P3 - [Not in the slightest, but it looks advanced. Seems to have a ton of weapons, and those are either hangers or bay doors for sothing large. If that ain't a high end military prototype, then I'll eat Jasmines undies.]
P2 - [Thought she made you eat your own the last ti you made a pass at her?]
P3 - [Now, now, why did ya need ta bring up a past traumatic experiences like that? Sides' with the amount of dough this thing will bring in to the right buyer, she will be all over my fat cock]
P2 - [Psssh! All five centitres of fury.]
P3 - [How'd ya know his nickna?]
Three voices ca through the speakers behind him, talking about a bunch nonsense.
"How big is a centitre anyways? I keep getting these rewards but its always in that confusing tric system. Wait that's not the important part of this conversation is it. Where is the radio."
John thumbed through a few nus and brought up the communications system. He already figured these guys were bad news, but it couldn't hurt to ask for directions...right? He also thumbed the nu to bring his reactor from Cruise to Battle Output. This new skill was coming in quite handy. His weapons all started to charge.
J - [Morning, you wouldn't happen to know where the nearest station is would you?]
P1 - [Ahh he speaks. You picked a bad spot to play around Captain. Never know what unsavoury types ya might find off the warp lanes. What brings you out here in that fancy toy anyways?]
J - [None of your business. Well if there will be nothing else, I will take my leave.]
John had no where to go, but he wasn't going to stay here and get caught by pirates. He would cruise around the system and see if he could find sothing or soone else on the comms to help him out. He managed to use his radar to find their location. He really should buy more skills when he gets the chance.
P1 - [No I don't think you will be. Lower your shields and power down your reactor. If ya play nice, we will let you live as a slave.]
J - [Naw, I am good thanks. I don't negotiate with pirates.]
John aid his Phased Ray Emitters towards the nearest Pirate. It was hovering towards the two o'clock position maybe thirty degrees above his ship. Clicking the trigger, this ti it went off. Two beams of energy punched into the ship, causing its power to flicker and start listing.
He then slamd the throttle forward with his right hand, launching the Phoenix Hawk forward at shocking speeds. If he wasn't already strapped in, he would have been thrown backwards by the amount of G forces this ship instantly created.
P1 - [After him!]
John led them on a rry chase, rather he used the massive amount of power at this ships disposal to quickly get out of the other two ships range. He left it at full power for nearly thirty minutes, before returning the ship to 'Cruise'. From what he could tell, Cruise was like the eco mode in a car, while 'Battle Output' was like running near the redline and burned up a fair amount of fuel. Angling his ship towards the inner solar system, he set it on 'Auto-Pilot'. Apparently the ship would react to any large bodies in front of it and avoid them.
His new mories told him he could turn on the light drive and move several tis faster than light. Or turn on the hyper drive and move several thousands of tis faster, but needed to be far away from any significant source of gravity. Without navigational data, he had nowhere to go that fast, so he decided he was going to explore this ship for the ti being.
He got up from his seat, the straps disappearing once the auto-pilot was set, and stretched. He could feel the tension in his muscles, the G-forces created still wrecked havoc on him.
I really wish Nanaella was here. I could coax her into another back rub.
The back of the cockpit had four more seats, two forward facing on the left and right sides, surrounded by more translucent computer screens. The back wall had two more seats on either side facing backwards, with several monitors at each as well.
He stepped out into the hall. It was a long corridor with several doors on either side. He poked his head into the first one by the cockpit. A large bathroom with multiple toilets and showers. The next four were all two person bedrooms, sparsely furnished with just simple beds and dressers. The sa tal used in the cockpit was prevalent throughout.
The next room was a larger bedroom, and was well appointed, with a four post king sized bed, carpeting, several dressers, an armoire, and a ensuite bathroom that had a walk-in shower and a large jacuzzi tub.
"Oh god that will be good later."
He moved to the next deck down, the stairs next to "The Captains Quarters". A office, a room that looks like it was for presentations, a large kitchen, a dining area that was also a lounge with so really cool sectional couches you could lay on. He also found a couple rooms that looked like a barracks, filled with about fifty bunk beds each.
So the upper deck must be the officers quarters and down here would be the crew. Sadly, I don't have any crew or officers so far as I can tell.
The next room was the d bay, a bright red plus sign on it tipping him off. Inside were a couple pods standing vertically that reminded him of sothing he saw in a movie once with people frozen inside. He touched it and a panel lit up reading .
"Huh? Does this world have advanced automatic healthcare?" Curious, he stepped inside the pod. The door slowly closed and the capsule pressurized. He was starting to get nervous when he noticed a handle in front of him that was painted red, with a placard stating 'Pull Incase of Ergency'.
Lights flashed, giving the DEN stage a run for its money for potential of inducing an epileptic seizure. After a couple minutes of this, a screen popped up in front of him.
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