The Lifepod sat, the Tech Acolyte had spend about an hour working, nothing really had been found, the air filter had been hot wired, so they wouldn't die from air poisoning, and the rations were still good, so at least they wouldn't starve. Communications had been dead, the Acolyte was now working on the tech priest who was dragged in, trying to get them restarted, or back to life. The fact the heart, lungs and brain were some of the only organic parts left meant that attempting to repair the disconnection, and reactivate the power core of the Priest.
From what Tilly could gather, the tech priest was the head tech priest of the Sternbound, She guessed she never saw the priest in person, always through a middleman as he would always be busy with some task. She would always assume that they were a massive union of machine parts that was so large they were integrated into the ship itself.
The tech priest had copied much of the ship's data into itself, along with grabbing the Ship's Data core, and put it in a faraday bag, before the Pulse reached them. The Bag was still in his arms. The Acolyte would take a battery from the Lifepod, one that was not connected to anything, and would attach it to the Priest, attempting to bring power back into the priest
The psycker was still in the corner, rocking back and forth in it's seat, muttering about lights, clouds and of fear.
"Hey, hood, what was your role on my ship?" Tilly asked, looking at the psycker.
"That's Thatch, she was a junior Astropath, he helped widen the broadcast of the actual Astropath. We grabbed her as she was near by, she was running towards the bridge when the call to abandon ship was made." a crew men said.
"I can hear them.....The scared souls across the scrap yards in the wreckage, fewer and fewer they become. Sealed ports open to the void, the dying breathes, begging for salvation, the fading of life. I just want it to stop." Thatch said, rocking in her spot.
"That's ominous." A crew men said,
Tilly looked out the view window, seeing that the large ship was moving towards them.
"Did the message get sent?" Tilly asked.
"The report was being made when the call to abandon the ship was made, it probably was sent in full to the Von Hal trading Head Quarters." Thatch said.
"Wait, that means....Oh dear, this is bad." Tilly said.
"What?" a crew man asked.
"The report was about the late supply situation. If we never deliver a successful report, there is a good chance a patrol will come to see what has happened, and that super weapon may destroy more trade ships. This is most certainly bad.." Tilly said.
The group sat in the life pod for some time, before suddenly, the tech priest sat up.
"Diagnostics reading: function of bodily system 10% damage, current status requested." the priest said.
"In a life pod, floating in the wreckage, basically, we are fucked at the current time. Also the big ship is still overhead." one crewman explained.
"Data Analysis: Weapon type:, Electro-magnetic pulse cannon. Danger level: high. Combat suggestion: Disabling of the pulse weapon with fighter bomber forces, before moving towards the command center." the Techpriest said, while standing up, and opening a pannel.
The Priest looked at the wires and began to recite chants at insane speeds, hands cutting wires and rewiring, lights, movement thrusters, engines, life support, radio.
"Anyone, hello? Is anyone out there? We are in danger!" a voice said.
"We have you? Where are you?" Tilly asked into the radio.
