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Id like to be involved! please *puppy eyes* I just have one ship though
* Eats popcorn and listens*
Oh and clarification needed
1) @ Duck, was the ship attacked the one that contacted mine?
2) Did you forget about new condia?
on another note
Ill reply to you, rex. I dont want to seem like the concordant have ships everywhere but it is common place for Blackhole class ships to do these long range recce's. It is only one ship we are talking about.
Oh and clarification needed
1) @ Duck, was the ship attacked the one that contacted mine?
2) Did you forget about new condia?
on another note
Ill reply to you, rex. I dont want to seem like the concordant have ships everywhere but it is common place for Blackhole class ships to do these long range recce's. It is only one ship we are talking about.
I replied LaX
Shao IV
Taoshe, Septonian Core world
Military High Command
“ I call this meeting into effect to discuss our actions to save the stranded crew of the STC Jaques” yelled a senator, standing to make his presence known around the building. The full senate, all twenty members were in attendance to discuss the matter. “ Were they shot down? If so by who? We must take action against these aggressors, war if necessary!” another senator yelled, raising his hands to add animation. Valag Timonus sat in the center of the large room, leaning back in a large stone chair. His eyes roamed the chamber as he silently listened to his senators argue and try to make plans. Their input was valued, every Aradite in this chamber was either a soldier or a student of warfare but Valag already had a plan.
“ We will send a salvage team and the veteran companies of the 1st Marine Division, the 3rd fleet will be their escort. This is not to be a combat mission, this is a search and rescue mission with the possibility of becoming a combat search and rescue mission. Make sure they know not to shoot everything they see, I don’t want to start a war, just get my men back. “ Valag said as he rose from the chair
Within hours, the 1st, 3rd and 5th companies of the 1st marine division were prepped and boarding the ships of the 3rd fleet. Before nightfall, One Aries class ship, two Septum class ships and a Lahai class vessel left the Taoshe dockyards and began traveling towards the direction of the distress beacon.
STC Acheron
En-route to rendezvous with the Pearl Fleet
Deep Space, Alari Abyss
Lt Cmdr. Zilicin
“ I think I put together a rough translation..” said the crypto officer, “ I analyzed repeated sounds and filled in the rest using a logic program. It took about an hour but I think I know what they were trying to say.” As the newly translated message appeared on the commanders console the commander raised an eyebrow, reading it over multiple times before speaking. “ This can’t be right, are you telling me the entire race lives…….underwater? Are you sure you translated this right?”. The cryptologist nodded and looked down at his console again to make a second check, “ Yes sir, this is the proper rough translation”. The commander sighed and shrugged, how would the welcome celebrations work underwater? This would be an unanticipated challenge, do they even eat solid food? With another sigh the commander shrugged and threw his hands up in resignation “ I suppose we are going to find out for ourselves then? Well lets get on with it lads, Tell them we accept”. With that, the communications officer sent another message to the Pearl Fleet confirming their request.
Taoshe, Septonian Core world
Military High Command
“ I call this meeting into effect to discuss our actions to save the stranded crew of the STC Jaques” yelled a senator, standing to make his presence known around the building. The full senate, all twenty members were in attendance to discuss the matter. “ Were they shot down? If so by who? We must take action against these aggressors, war if necessary!” another senator yelled, raising his hands to add animation. Valag Timonus sat in the center of the large room, leaning back in a large stone chair. His eyes roamed the chamber as he silently listened to his senators argue and try to make plans. Their input was valued, every Aradite in this chamber was either a soldier or a student of warfare but Valag already had a plan.
“ We will send a salvage team and the veteran companies of the 1st Marine Division, the 3rd fleet will be their escort. This is not to be a combat mission, this is a search and rescue mission with the possibility of becoming a combat search and rescue mission. Make sure they know not to shoot everything they see, I don’t want to start a war, just get my men back. “ Valag said as he rose from the chair
Within hours, the 1st, 3rd and 5th companies of the 1st marine division were prepped and boarding the ships of the 3rd fleet. Before nightfall, One Aries class ship, two Septum class ships and a Lahai class vessel left the Taoshe dockyards and began traveling towards the direction of the distress beacon.
STC Acheron
En-route to rendezvous with the Pearl Fleet
Deep Space, Alari Abyss
Lt Cmdr. Zilicin
“ I think I put together a rough translation..” said the crypto officer, “ I analyzed repeated sounds and filled in the rest using a logic program. It took about an hour but I think I know what they were trying to say.” As the newly translated message appeared on the commanders console the commander raised an eyebrow, reading it over multiple times before speaking. “ This can’t be right, are you telling me the entire race lives…….underwater? Are you sure you translated this right?”. The cryptologist nodded and looked down at his console again to make a second check, “ Yes sir, this is the proper rough translation”. The commander sighed and shrugged, how would the welcome celebrations work underwater? This would be an unanticipated challenge, do they even eat solid food? With another sigh the commander shrugged and threw his hands up in resignation “ I suppose we are going to find out for ourselves then? Well lets get on with it lads, Tell them we accept”. With that, the communications officer sent another message to the Pearl Fleet confirming their request.
I will not be happy if this dies.....
I hope duck didnt forget about his other encounters. Id hate to be left out on new condia
I didnt read the post when you were talking with the pearl fleet * shrug*. Human error, over looked the signature idk
Lol Jed, I hope I dont seem warlike, Aradites are nice people. They are just really careful, there arent alot of them
Answered your post again Duck, this should be interesting. Walking on pins and needles....
btw, Kyelin, your signature just made me laugh for like 10 mins straight
btw, Kyelin, your signature just made me laugh for like 10 mins straight
STC Jaques ( BH-44)
Crash landed on New Condia
Cmdr. Deaxja ( KIA)
Lt. Cmdr Sinidas Kalai ( Now in Command)
Sinidas continued to point his battle rifle at the diplomat as it game to an abrupt stop and began speaking, it must of understood what he said, or just read his body language. It didn’t matter much to Sinidas, he accomplished his goal of getting the diplomat to stop and avoided a firefight that would probably be his last. Keeping his rifle leveled, he slowly backed away from the diplomat and back into the ship’s defensive perimeter. This was all quite odd, they must of crashed on another species home world, or maybe even a core world. Adding to his confusion was the fact that they weren’t blowing them to bits. The crew was outnumbered at least 2:1 and some of the firepower they had looked devastating. These Aradite would sell their lives dearly however, Sinidas was confident that they could even the odds before they were killed. Victory of course was the only thing on his mind, Aradites don’t believe in loosing.
“ Go into the missile bay and splice all the nuclear warheads together before settting them to a dead-mans switch. In the event of a firefight, the last man will detonate the warheads and destroy the ship. That will be our contingency plan if we get overrun before a salvage teams comes to get us”
Sinidas and his crew had to protect the sensitive technology and data on this ship, with their lives if need be.
STC Acheron ( BH-23)
Conduction Long Range Recon Patrol, made contact with new race
Deep Space, Alari Abyss
Lt Cmdr. Zilicin
Commander Zilicin raised an eyebrow as he received a mysterious ping, it wasn’t from the large fleet ahead of them, but rather from another entity. “ Trace that ping….” he said quietly as his communications officer broke into a flurry of typing. “ four points off our starboard, towards the stern sir, they must of have been lying in wait.” the communications officer said looking towards the radar operator. “ I saw no such signature, it must of been drifting. No thermal or EM signature” the radar officer quipped turning back towards the commander. This worried Zilicin, how long have they been there for? was the Acheron being followed? He pushed these thoughts out of his mind as he typed in a few commands, logging the location of the mystery vessel on the star chart. “ Send back two pings, one for confirmation and another for range, if we have to defend ourselves I want to know how much of a window we have”. the commander said before sitting back in the captains chair.
Crash landed on New Condia
Cmdr. Deaxja ( KIA)
Lt. Cmdr Sinidas Kalai ( Now in Command)
Sinidas continued to point his battle rifle at the diplomat as it game to an abrupt stop and began speaking, it must of understood what he said, or just read his body language. It didn’t matter much to Sinidas, he accomplished his goal of getting the diplomat to stop and avoided a firefight that would probably be his last. Keeping his rifle leveled, he slowly backed away from the diplomat and back into the ship’s defensive perimeter. This was all quite odd, they must of crashed on another species home world, or maybe even a core world. Adding to his confusion was the fact that they weren’t blowing them to bits. The crew was outnumbered at least 2:1 and some of the firepower they had looked devastating. These Aradite would sell their lives dearly however, Sinidas was confident that they could even the odds before they were killed. Victory of course was the only thing on his mind, Aradites don’t believe in loosing.
“ Go into the missile bay and splice all the nuclear warheads together before settting them to a dead-mans switch. In the event of a firefight, the last man will detonate the warheads and destroy the ship. That will be our contingency plan if we get overrun before a salvage teams comes to get us”
Sinidas and his crew had to protect the sensitive technology and data on this ship, with their lives if need be.
STC Acheron ( BH-23)
Conduction Long Range Recon Patrol, made contact with new race
Deep Space, Alari Abyss
Lt Cmdr. Zilicin
Commander Zilicin raised an eyebrow as he received a mysterious ping, it wasn’t from the large fleet ahead of them, but rather from another entity. “ Trace that ping….” he said quietly as his communications officer broke into a flurry of typing. “ four points off our starboard, towards the stern sir, they must of have been lying in wait.” the communications officer said looking towards the radar operator. “ I saw no such signature, it must of been drifting. No thermal or EM signature” the radar officer quipped turning back towards the commander. This worried Zilicin, how long have they been there for? was the Acheron being followed? He pushed these thoughts out of his mind as he typed in a few commands, logging the location of the mystery vessel on the star chart. “ Send back two pings, one for confirmation and another for range, if we have to defend ourselves I want to know how much of a window we have”. the commander said before sitting back in the captains chair.
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