FTL - Noemi's Choice
With its hull shredded, and its trained fighters lost to a foolhardy boarding action, the Red-Tail struggles on. A single enemy gunner remains, and only his death stands in the way of peace.
Take down their missiles!
The systems repair themselves, so the brave crew must stay aboard to keep weapons offline until the shields fall. Noemi is cool and collected. She'll cloak to buy time for the two extraction transports, then launch a final volley at the crippled flagship.
With cloak and transporter on cooldown, a power surge is detected. The fate of the galaxy, and of her friends, rests in Noemi's hands. Target lasers. Launch drones. The poets shall write balads of this sacrifice, but Noemi will forever be haunted by the dying screams of her crew.