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7 yrs ago
Current There are some things that are... you know... because... then... well... yeah. You understand, no?
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8 yrs ago
Bleh bleh bla bla bleh bla.
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8 yrs ago
University starting very soon...
9 yrs ago
I am now not useless to society anymore, yay~!
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9 yrs ago
I officially count as a NEET right now... :/ I plan to change that soon...
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I posted. Sorry about he double post and the relative shortness of it all. It was all I could manage in the short amount of time I had available
Mi Ran shook her head. Her thoughts were wandering around again, she needed to concentrate. Concentrate on the nearly empty, except for her two Tatara body guards, throne room.
"Min Su... I am bored... Isn't there something I can do except simply sitting here?", Mi Ran moaned.
A blue scaled Tatara, her bodyguard Pyo Min Su, flew closer and bowed a little.

"I am very sorry, Mi Ran-mama. I don't know myself why today is such an empty day. But sadly I cannot allow you to leave yet, mama. But I can shorten the audience time to end in about half an hour, if you wish, but we need to go through the formalities."
Mi Ran sighed tapping her fingers onto the wood of the throne. "I know, I know... proceed, please. I don't want to sit here for two more hours..."

Pyo Min Su bowed before she dashed behind a desk whirling out a pen and activating the digital panel.
For now, Mi Ran just devoted herself to staring into the sky visible through the open gate a few hundred meters ahead of her until her stare was interrupted by a Nyali hastily flying in. "Gongjumama, gongjumama! Princess, princess! Urgent message!"
Surprised and a little shocked Mi Ran sprang up from the throne. "What is it, jeonlyeong? Tell me."
"Jeoha, we have just gotten news from Home... Earth has fallen..."

When Admiral Tae Yu Na received the news, she was sitting in the captain's cabin on her ship, the Seoul, the lead ship of the Seoul-class Dreadnought, of which currently four others are finished, and flagship of the First Fleet, caring for her red scales, especially on her tail. Naturally, as a Tatara, she was very proud of her scales as her sign of beauty and strength and had to care for them routinely.

When the message arrived, she didn't flinch, she didn't stop her cleaning for one second and just motioned for her first officer to leave.
As soon as the door had closed, she balled her scaled hand into a fist and slammed it onto her bedstand.
"Dammit, dammit, dammit!"

She paused for a second to angrily pull out a splinter of plastic out between the scales of her hand and breathed in and out steadily to calm herself down. A little flame passed through her mouth unconsciously. This was a political disaster for the Cheonsang Kingdom. It meant the renewal of diplomatic relations with the dominion, it meant, war was inching closer and closer.
Even though some hardliners in the military wanted to seriously try out the new equipment in actual war, but even those would not dare to try to use them offensively against the dominion.

No matter what, her people needed her now. She couldn't even begin to imagine how it would feel for the humans in her crew. Gingerly, she straightened her uniform, folded her wings in and left her room to head to the bridge.

"Captain on the bridge!", her first officer called out. Yu Na nodded and moved to her self to her chair, but before she sat down, she turned to her two thirds human bridge crew. "I'm sorry... the next couple of hours will be painful as we await an official statement of the royal family. The months following that will be even harsher, I myself know, we can't let ourselves be intimidated... but a display of might like the one the dominion just showed us, is not easily counterable." A heavy pause.

"As sad as it makes me to think about it, but we might need to give up what our ancestors managed to regain two hundred years ago and retreat, once again, into the safety of The Sisters or even further."
A lonesome tear rolled down her cheek staining the lovely red scales that adorned them with a deeper colour than usual.

After a long, meaningful pause, one human started humming a familiar tune to everybody on the ship and soon, the entire bridge crew joined in the folk song.



Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo...
Arirang gogaero neomeoganda.
Nareul beorigo gasineun nimeun
Simnido motgaseo balbbyeongnanda.

Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo...
Crossing over Arirang Pass.
The one who abandoned me
Shall not walk even 4 kilometers before their feet hurt
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I hope I am done. Tell me if I need to change something or add some bits.

Very early draft, most is incomplete, but you can adore the work I put into it to make it look pretty.

@Sigma Mhhh. They are basically defectors of both empires, so yeah... xD
Nevertheless, I'd planned for the faction to be very, very defensive focused. Giant space stations/gun plattforms with FTL-Inhibitors and their navy being very defensive as well. Few ships, but the few they have are almost to the point of over-engineering.



If you're still accepting people, I had an idea:

The Procyon Sector Authority. Basically a few systems around Procyon as the central system formed together and (very recently) declared independence, which is quite exciting since Procyon is pretty close to Sol (11.4 LY). Systems, I thought about to join it are, for example, Luyten's Star, Sirius, Ross 614 and a few more around that area, especially mining systems.
Since they are so close to Sol, they are pretty much very old colonies, with quite the population and a strong, mining based economy as well as the Procyon Shipyards.
Of course they will never have either the military or the economy to challenge a huge empire, but they can be self-sufficient and also defend their borders.

How does that sound?
Min Seoyun


Even her exploding arrows had nearly no effect on the beast's neck. This was slowly getting frustrating for the tiny fox girl, even more so when one of the humans motioned for her to pin the wings once more.
Really, that again? It hadn't worked before... but nevertheless, she wasn't one to spoil some one else's strategy, so she nodded. However, this time around she planned to do it differently. She removed the red dust vial and inserted a white one onto the grip of her bow and knocked her arrow.
She focused and concentrated, narrowed her eyes and let loose. As soon as the first arrow was on its way, she knocked a second one and fired it immediately after continuing to do so until about eight arrows were in the air or already hitting the target.
The arrows, while in flight, had a white trail flowing off the shaft and when they impacted the soft membrane of the beast, the tip exploded freezing the surrounding area and creating an iceberg surrounding the arrow making it even more difficult to remove it and lift up the wings, both of which were now pinned down by four ice arrows each.
The migraines, man, the migraines...!
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