Speaking of the rest of your team...does Captain whatsisname intend to post any time soon?
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Admiral Owen Magnus
Magnus walks into the hanger bay over towards the arriving Ghosts while giving rapid-fire instructions into his com to the Adjutant. "Bring the ship to an orbit three klicks out from the meeting place and hold respective position until further orders." As he approaches, he hears the question from Crimson.
"No rebels. Our new friends are entirely unknown, and we are about to fix that. Crimson and Cinder, the two of you will escort me as I meet with this Count Dooku. Keep equipment usage nil, but watch and record the meeting, we want to keep knowledge of our tech and capabilities as close to absolute zero as possible."
He looks to the next two Ghosts.
"Raven, you are on stealth recon. Pull a data dump off their computers and learn everything you can. Record every bit of sensor data possible, but top priority is on stealth. Any risk at all of detection, you pull back. Zero footprint. And Hades, you're running ops from the Perelliator, keep everything smooth. I want all of you to maintain contact via telepathy, we don't know how much of our chatter they can listen to. And keep me posted on progress while you're at it, but again via telepathy. And on one last note...Crimson, in the future, I'd advise you to pay closer attention to respective rank. Habits formed on ship transfer best into the field, and we'd like to maintain a clear image of discipline to our new acquaintances. Now on board the dropship team, any questions while we leave?" He finishes up his briefing as he steps on board the dropship.
Magnus walks into the hanger bay over towards the arriving Ghosts while giving rapid-fire instructions into his com to the Adjutant. "Bring the ship to an orbit three klicks out from the meeting place and hold respective position until further orders." As he approaches, he hears the question from Crimson.
"No rebels. Our new friends are entirely unknown, and we are about to fix that. Crimson and Cinder, the two of you will escort me as I meet with this Count Dooku. Keep equipment usage nil, but watch and record the meeting, we want to keep knowledge of our tech and capabilities as close to absolute zero as possible."
He looks to the next two Ghosts.
"Raven, you are on stealth recon. Pull a data dump off their computers and learn everything you can. Record every bit of sensor data possible, but top priority is on stealth. Any risk at all of detection, you pull back. Zero footprint. And Hades, you're running ops from the Perelliator, keep everything smooth. I want all of you to maintain contact via telepathy, we don't know how much of our chatter they can listen to. And keep me posted on progress while you're at it, but again via telepathy. And on one last note...Crimson, in the future, I'd advise you to pay closer attention to respective rank. Habits formed on ship transfer best into the field, and we'd like to maintain a clear image of discipline to our new acquaintances. Now on board the dropship team, any questions while we leave?" He finishes up his briefing as he steps on board the dropship.
-Dances a Magnus post into the picture! I am the lord of the dance, says he...-
Hmm, I'll be posting on monday, looking forward to it myself, but can't write a worthy post on this device.
Acknowledged.
I'll get Magnus to post today.
Solar Winds Magellan
Magellan speaks up as the Admiral asks about the scan of their ships. "Yes, admiral. The two fighter-class ships seem to have light weapons systems on board, reading similarly to Covenant fighter-mounted plasma cannon. No other weapons signatures detected. The rings surrounding the fighters seem to have high power readings and engines, but little else...my guess would be long-range fuel pods, or similar. They are clearly separate from the fighters themselves, attached via docking clamps. They might be targets of opportunity if we want to prevent the fighter's escape. There are seven total life signatures, two in the two fighters, five aboard the larger ship. The major point of notation that I can see is their method of arrival. There was no trace of Hawking radiation, of any other typical slipspace readings as they arrived, however they did not travel here through simple realspace FTL travel. It seems to be some alternate method of jump technology I am entirely unfamiliar with."
Magellan speaks up as the Admiral asks about the scan of their ships. "Yes, admiral. The two fighter-class ships seem to have light weapons systems on board, reading similarly to Covenant fighter-mounted plasma cannon. No other weapons signatures detected. The rings surrounding the fighters seem to have high power readings and engines, but little else...my guess would be long-range fuel pods, or similar. They are clearly separate from the fighters themselves, attached via docking clamps. They might be targets of opportunity if we want to prevent the fighter's escape. There are seven total life signatures, two in the two fighters, five aboard the larger ship. The major point of notation that I can see is their method of arrival. There was no trace of Hawking radiation, of any other typical slipspace readings as they arrived, however they did not travel here through simple realspace FTL travel. It seems to be some alternate method of jump technology I am entirely unfamiliar with."
Oh, sorry. Classes started for me and my dad doesn't let me use my computer on the week. I'll post now! I don't know about Kiba. He's probably just being a lazy bum
Not a problem. Thanks for informing us.
@Nivi
Hello, I believe the Jedi, and perhaps the entire Republic, awaits your next post.
Or I could be wrong, wouldn't be the first time.
You'd be correct, I've been wondering about that myself. Though master Bumdoa is also in a position to post if he likes, technically...
Owen Magnus/Count Dooku
As the transmission comes through, Magnus steps over to the com screen and speaks first. "This is Admiral Owen Magnus, of the Terran Dominion ship Perelliator. To whom am I speaking?"
On the screen, an older man with neatly groomed grey hair and inset dark eyes, with a brown cape thrown over his shoulders appears and replies. "I am Count Dooku, I represent the Confederacy of Independent Systems. I am not familiar with this Dominion, and I don't recognize your ship's design. We detected the manner in which you entered this system, and I confess some curiosity as to who you are and where you come from."
Magnus nods thoughtfully. "Let me first address the third of your statements, and tell you that we ourselves do not fully know the manner in which we've arrived here, and apologize for what must be a violation of your space. Now before we drag this communication out too far, might I suggest a proper meeting to discuss this matters in person?"
Dooku nods in turn. "Indeed you might. I would be happy to invite you aboard one of my ships in orbit for such a meeting, unless you would prefer the surety of your own vessel."
"I would be willing to go aboard your ship, provided I am allowed to bring a small escort."
"Such is quite acceptable. I'm sending you the ship coordinates, and will await your presence with great anticipation."
Magnus reaches over to the comm control. "I look forward to meeting you in person, Count Dooku." He cuts the communication. "Adjutant, tell the Ghost team to prepare for deployment, they're escorting me to this meeting. And tell them to meet me at the dropship in hanger 12." He strides quickly off the bridge.
Perelliator Ghosts
"Ghost operatives prepare for shipboard escort mission and rendezvous at hanger 12."
Two of the other Ghosts on board the Perelliator stride into the armory, grabbing their own weapons and preparing themselves for the mission, before heading to the mentioned hanger.
As the transmission comes through, Magnus steps over to the com screen and speaks first. "This is Admiral Owen Magnus, of the Terran Dominion ship Perelliator. To whom am I speaking?"
On the screen, an older man with neatly groomed grey hair and inset dark eyes, with a brown cape thrown over his shoulders appears and replies. "I am Count Dooku, I represent the Confederacy of Independent Systems. I am not familiar with this Dominion, and I don't recognize your ship's design. We detected the manner in which you entered this system, and I confess some curiosity as to who you are and where you come from."
Magnus nods thoughtfully. "Let me first address the third of your statements, and tell you that we ourselves do not fully know the manner in which we've arrived here, and apologize for what must be a violation of your space. Now before we drag this communication out too far, might I suggest a proper meeting to discuss this matters in person?"
Dooku nods in turn. "Indeed you might. I would be happy to invite you aboard one of my ships in orbit for such a meeting, unless you would prefer the surety of your own vessel."
"I would be willing to go aboard your ship, provided I am allowed to bring a small escort."
"Such is quite acceptable. I'm sending you the ship coordinates, and will await your presence with great anticipation."
Magnus reaches over to the comm control. "I look forward to meeting you in person, Count Dooku." He cuts the communication. "Adjutant, tell the Ghost team to prepare for deployment, they're escorting me to this meeting. And tell them to meet me at the dropship in hanger 12." He strides quickly off the bridge.
Perelliator Ghosts
"Ghost operatives prepare for shipboard escort mission and rendezvous at hanger 12."
Two of the other Ghosts on board the Perelliator stride into the armory, grabbing their own weapons and preparing themselves for the mission, before heading to the mentioned hanger.
I think the Dominion ship is also being hailed...
I'm taking care of that.
Break in on the comm conversation with the unknown ship since I presume you have been listening, perhaps?
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