Bridge: (Alice, Naomi, Martyr, Destiny) Jansen frowned at Naomi's report. "Noted." The first officer said, "Tactical keep them at a distance with the beam if they start to blow up I want to be able to disengage and out of the blast radias." He said to Martyr.
The communication officer flicked her tail, "I'm not getting any response from the boarding party." he said gravely. "I think they must be meeting some heavy resistance."
1st Boarding Party: (Tora, Solus, Matlock, Larkin, Anders &Co)
Tora's shots downed a few Sh'ra but it was obvious he wa a prized target a lot of the Sh'ra seemed to be gunning for him. Then everything changed. Solu had moved forward taking h'ra by surprise with his unorthodox tactics he managed to bat aside several Sh'ra with the corpse of one of their own, but then something tore the makeshift club from his grasp whether it was a slip of his grip or something else was unknown.
Solus now found himself facing down Sh'ra in hand to hand. This suited the Sh'ra just fine one lunged for him with a shortsword vibroblade a second circled around to his left making to cut him with it's toeclaw. The rest of the Sh'ra all let out high pitched shrieks as they threw themselves forward in a charge, some run straight ahead most getting mowed down by bullets, a lot of them took s surprising amount of wounds before stopping though.
Others chose to leap upon the boarding party with melle weapons and their own nature given weapons. Satheera shot an incoming Sh'ra almost point blank in the face before she drew her dagger like vibroblade a second was swinging a sword at her, the Selurian parried then utilizing surprise wrapped her prehensile tail around the creatures legs and jerked himto the ground. The Sh'ra hit with a thud and she finnished him off with a stab to the creatures chest.
The fight was degenerating into a bloody melle as The Sh'ra closed the gap and flung themselves on the marines and MA's. The boarding party fought them off utilizing the springloaded bayonets in their guns or using them as clubs to bludgeon the Sh'ra with. Others drew their own blades or stun batons.
Matlock would find a Sh'ra in midair about to land on him, it's mouth open to sink into him and claws ready to tear whatever they landed on.
"Oh, shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit shit sit!" The mouthy marine was huddled on the deck he wasn't so cocky now. Firebrand meanwhile had been mowing Sh'ra down with her squad support weapon but somehow one had come cloe to her and was trying to wrestle the gun away from her. All the creature had to do was get a good shot for her head and it could literally bite it off. Tora would be close to her and the panicking marine, though there were at least three Sh'ra making for him already.
Larkin would find himself face to face with at least two Sh'ra both armed with vibroblades they made for the Daedalian one slashing for his arms holding the gun the other thrusting the blade towards him. Anders meanwhile would find that despite his careful attempt at hanging back the enemy was right on top of him and their were a lot of friendlies ruining some of his shots there was A Sh'ra running right for him.
2nd Boarding Party: (Redfield) Marines had always been known for their deadly accuracy Redfield was no exception. The shot impacted the forearm turning it into a bloody mess the Sh'ras arm spasmed and caused him to drop the explosive device. The captive marine took the second he had and slammed his helmeted head against his captors jaw. The Sh'ra captain went back howling in pain releasing his claws from the marine. The marine went down covering himself and rolling away badly wounded from the claws. But the Sh'ra captain was now a clear target for Refield.
In Space: "Couldn't we just maek a strafing run on that frigate?" Talon asked. "No!" Cutthroat answered for Hellcat. "We've got people in their you want to put them at risk?"
Deardra meanwhile went about scanning for any other hostiles. "Areas clear. Looks like the Starfire has locked a tractor beam on the Sh'ra vessel. "Hey, wait a second. I'm reading some kind of shuttle coming out of the launch bay!" He informed Hellcat. "Not one of ours!"
Maharil: Maharil would find that the crewmans foot was already starting to swell not a good sign, he must have damaged it pretty good. Best thing to do was get him to the sickbay. "Oh, god how bad is it?" The crewman asked trying to see over Maharil.