@Ozymandias Originally, the character wasn't even an officer, but I thought it would be a bit strange to have such a, for the lack of a better word, "low" rank in charge of security in a place with 40 000 people, but I see your point. So First Lieutenant to Sergeant is good, then?
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Hello. Do you have any particular specifics about settled worlds/stations, tech overview of humanity etc. in mind? I don't want to accidentally put something into the CS that would contradict the lore.
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NC Ira, CIC, Four hours later, Subspace.
The trio of ships sped through the Subspace corridor in a tight wedge, the white and blue walls shooting past them. Colonel Eudorian rested in his seat, trying to relax while he could. So far, they were safe. But in ten or so minutes, that could drastically change.
Major Nazari was quite the opposite. She kept pacing around the CIC in circles, hoping they would be out soon. Subspace always sent a cold sensation through her guts. She once heard some pilots talking about hearing faint, eerie sounds, like chanting while traveling through subspace. Sound in space, right. She would believe it when she heard it herself. But looking at the alien tunnel going past the ship, she suddenly wasn’t so sure. The three ships remained in close formation, less than a thousand meters between them.
The ND Elbus was a Legionnaire-class destroyer. Although old, the Legionnaires still served well. The 170 meters long ship was originally intended as the main warship of the starfleet. However, it was surpassed by the Aurora and lately, the Starfury-class cruisers. But since several dozen of them had already been built by the time the cruisers entered service, scrapping them would have been an inexcusable waste of manpower and time. Instead, their role was changed to supporting larger ships in battle or hunting down smaller targets in groups or by themselves, assisted by their complement of four small craft. In theory, at least.
The smaller NFg Impavida, a Pathfinder-class corvette, has always been intended for long-range patrols and reconnaissance. At 120 meters, it could be considered the big sibling of the NCv Prowler-class corvettes. Though far from defenceless, it was to rely on maneuverability rather than weapons for survival. More so, its Subspace motivators were fitted with advanced heatsinks, allowing it to jump in shorter intervals than would be expected from a ship of its size. In addition, each carried a Scout-class dropship equipped with an additional sensor and communication package to provide better coverage in cases of interference, be it environmental or artificial.
Lastly, there was the NC Ira, a Starfury-class heavy cruiser, the flagship of the fleet. At 263 meters, she was the second largest ship after the Retribution line of carriers. She was one of just two Starfuries constructed, with three more ordered once their operational evaluation stage was declared successful. It was the most armored and second most expensive ship in the Narix military. With a hangar bay carrying twenty craft, currently housing four Scout dropships, four Tormentor bombers, four Marauder interceptors and eight Raider heavy fighters, it was no wonder they picked it for the job.
Eight minutes later.
The two brown dwarfs lay seemingly stationary in the center of the system. In reality, they danced around each other, forever bound together by the tethers of gravity. Besides these stars and two dwarf planets, circling the stellar duet, there was nothing interesting in the Luhman 16 system when three white and blue subspace windows formed, spitting the three-ship lance out into real space. Agrippa scrambled to the sensors officers.
“Well?” she asked after gazing over their shoulders for several minutes.
“Looks like we found ourselves a binary system here. We seem to be about 108 million kilometers from the close star. Astrogation reports two orbiting bodies visible, preliminary observation would suggest dwarf planets, but you know how confusing things are at such distances.”
The Colonel joined them. “Once their engines cool down, send the Elbus and Impavida to investigate the closer one. We’ll stay here take a look at the surrounding stars and report back home. If we’re going to invite friends, let’s make sure there is something noteworthy here. No sense bringing the rest of the expeditionary fleet into a wasteland.”
The two smaller vessels departed, leaving the Ira alone in the darkness of space. “Colonel, our coordinates have been logged. We have the node. One of our telescopes also picked up a three-star system approximately three and a half lightyears from here. It might not be anything important, but we think we’ve identified a partial pattern in the background noise. It’s gone now, but for about forty seconds, it looked like the same sequence was being repeated. It could mean someone’s out there. If so, this could have been their communication.”
“Keep looking that way and listen carefully. It could be just garbage emitted by the three stars. We’re all jumpy, for obvious reasons, let’s keep our heads between our shoulders. Did you send the message?” The officer nodded in agreement. “Good. Let the other ships know we’re going to jump to the other planet and send them the node coordinates. Navigation? Jump when ready.”
The trio of ships sped through the Subspace corridor in a tight wedge, the white and blue walls shooting past them. Colonel Eudorian rested in his seat, trying to relax while he could. So far, they were safe. But in ten or so minutes, that could drastically change.
Major Nazari was quite the opposite. She kept pacing around the CIC in circles, hoping they would be out soon. Subspace always sent a cold sensation through her guts. She once heard some pilots talking about hearing faint, eerie sounds, like chanting while traveling through subspace. Sound in space, right. She would believe it when she heard it herself. But looking at the alien tunnel going past the ship, she suddenly wasn’t so sure. The three ships remained in close formation, less than a thousand meters between them.
The ND Elbus was a Legionnaire-class destroyer. Although old, the Legionnaires still served well. The 170 meters long ship was originally intended as the main warship of the starfleet. However, it was surpassed by the Aurora and lately, the Starfury-class cruisers. But since several dozen of them had already been built by the time the cruisers entered service, scrapping them would have been an inexcusable waste of manpower and time. Instead, their role was changed to supporting larger ships in battle or hunting down smaller targets in groups or by themselves, assisted by their complement of four small craft. In theory, at least.
The smaller NFg Impavida, a Pathfinder-class corvette, has always been intended for long-range patrols and reconnaissance. At 120 meters, it could be considered the big sibling of the NCv Prowler-class corvettes. Though far from defenceless, it was to rely on maneuverability rather than weapons for survival. More so, its Subspace motivators were fitted with advanced heatsinks, allowing it to jump in shorter intervals than would be expected from a ship of its size. In addition, each carried a Scout-class dropship equipped with an additional sensor and communication package to provide better coverage in cases of interference, be it environmental or artificial.
Lastly, there was the NC Ira, a Starfury-class heavy cruiser, the flagship of the fleet. At 263 meters, she was the second largest ship after the Retribution line of carriers. She was one of just two Starfuries constructed, with three more ordered once their operational evaluation stage was declared successful. It was the most armored and second most expensive ship in the Narix military. With a hangar bay carrying twenty craft, currently housing four Scout dropships, four Tormentor bombers, four Marauder interceptors and eight Raider heavy fighters, it was no wonder they picked it for the job.
Eight minutes later.
The two brown dwarfs lay seemingly stationary in the center of the system. In reality, they danced around each other, forever bound together by the tethers of gravity. Besides these stars and two dwarf planets, circling the stellar duet, there was nothing interesting in the Luhman 16 system when three white and blue subspace windows formed, spitting the three-ship lance out into real space. Agrippa scrambled to the sensors officers.
“Well?” she asked after gazing over their shoulders for several minutes.
“Looks like we found ourselves a binary system here. We seem to be about 108 million kilometers from the close star. Astrogation reports two orbiting bodies visible, preliminary observation would suggest dwarf planets, but you know how confusing things are at such distances.”
The Colonel joined them. “Once their engines cool down, send the Elbus and Impavida to investigate the closer one. We’ll stay here take a look at the surrounding stars and report back home. If we’re going to invite friends, let’s make sure there is something noteworthy here. No sense bringing the rest of the expeditionary fleet into a wasteland.”
The two smaller vessels departed, leaving the Ira alone in the darkness of space. “Colonel, our coordinates have been logged. We have the node. One of our telescopes also picked up a three-star system approximately three and a half lightyears from here. It might not be anything important, but we think we’ve identified a partial pattern in the background noise. It’s gone now, but for about forty seconds, it looked like the same sequence was being repeated. It could mean someone’s out there. If so, this could have been their communication.”
“Keep looking that way and listen carefully. It could be just garbage emitted by the three stars. We’re all jumpy, for obvious reasons, let’s keep our heads between our shoulders. Did you send the message?” The officer nodded in agreement. “Good. Let the other ships know we’re going to jump to the other planet and send them the node coordinates. Navigation? Jump when ready.”
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Naris orbit
The New Frontier orbital station has been a hive of activity for the past ten ten months. Among the few passenger liners and ever present freighters, nested in the numerous berths scattered around the station itself, were at least six Warrior and four Prowler-class corvettes. Further behind them, hidden away from most praying eyes, the bow of a Starfury-class heavy cruiser was visible from Colonel Eudorian’s seat in the station’s observation dome. Although the Council tried to conceal the uncommon activity around the shipyards by covering the open berths with metal plates, everyone knew something was coming. It was uncommon for the military to seal off several berths without at least a nonsense cover story. The Colonel remembered the rumors that emerged mere hours after the Exile Rebellion because the official sources were silent, leaving imagination running rampant. Fortunately, public relations weren’t his responsibility. He would just have to tell everyone that he doesn’t know about anything. He picked up his bag and walked out of the observation deck, heading toward the shuttle bay.
Minutes before departure, a fair-skinned woman rushed into the small passenger compartment, panting for breath despite her powered suit.
“Ran quite a distance, have we?” The Colonel asked.
“Indeed. Major Agrippa Nazari, your new XO.” She responded, handing him a stack of papers, “Crew list, cargo manifest, my transfer order and recommendation, engineering reports for the past two weeks and Gunnery officer’s inspection summary.”
“For Maxtis’ sake, take a breath.” he growled, thumbing through the papers, stopping briefly at the Major’s service record.
“Departure orders? I still haven’t received any.” she asked.
“T minus thirteen hours. Smart of them, we’ll be leaving with Lux on the other side of the planet. With no light, the only thing visible will be the subspace windows. The jump point is located away from the observation dome, so even those will not be seen by many. We’re jumping beyond the outer belt, ten kilometers from the node.”
“That’s a lot of secrecy. How they managed to hide a fleet of eight corvettes, four frigates, two destroyers and two cruisers goes beyond me.”
“Four destroyers and ten corvettes. ND Edia, ND Ernoma, NCv Corvus and NCv Anisedora were added to the list yesterday.”
“That’s twenty ships, not counting transports.” she gasped, “Now I hope we don’t find any intelligent life, because if we show up in someone’s back yard with this lot, nobody with their head screwed on right will believe us when we tell them we are just exploring the neighbouring systems. I understand they’re being cautious, but this is built like an invasion fleet.”
“The Council fears we will run into hostile life. Would you rather come prepared and hope you can reach out to them before an accident happens, or face an empire of xenophobes that see you as a snack with just six Prowlers and two Auroras as was originally planned? But you’re right. I intend to hold back most of the fleet. Well only take three ships through. We’ll decide what to do based on what we’ll find on the other side. But I reckon it’ll be a bunch of rocks, maybe a few useful planets. Or we could jump near a black hole for all we know.”
Fourteen hours later
The expeditionary fleet assembled around the intersystem node. The Starfury and Aurora-class cruisers in the middle, flanked by the rest of the ships. Colonel Eudorian took up his position on the Ira’s bridge, looking over the fleet. Only the position lights were visible, with the occasional faint glow of thrusters here and there.
“FCO, contact the ND Elbus and NFg Impavida. Order them to follow us through. SCO, Tell the others to hold here. Boffins estimate the jump to take a little under four hours. If they don’t hear from us within eight hours, they are to notify Control and send a scout to report immediately. Should that happen, tell them to expect trouble. We’ll try to call back as soon as possible.”
The three ships broke formation, heading towards the center of the node.
“Engineering reports subspace motivators ready. Both reactors steady.”
“Signal the others. Jump in ten seconds.”
Three subspace windows opened and swallowed the three ships, sending them onto a four hour journey into the unknown.
The New Frontier orbital station has been a hive of activity for the past ten ten months. Among the few passenger liners and ever present freighters, nested in the numerous berths scattered around the station itself, were at least six Warrior and four Prowler-class corvettes. Further behind them, hidden away from most praying eyes, the bow of a Starfury-class heavy cruiser was visible from Colonel Eudorian’s seat in the station’s observation dome. Although the Council tried to conceal the uncommon activity around the shipyards by covering the open berths with metal plates, everyone knew something was coming. It was uncommon for the military to seal off several berths without at least a nonsense cover story. The Colonel remembered the rumors that emerged mere hours after the Exile Rebellion because the official sources were silent, leaving imagination running rampant. Fortunately, public relations weren’t his responsibility. He would just have to tell everyone that he doesn’t know about anything. He picked up his bag and walked out of the observation deck, heading toward the shuttle bay.
Minutes before departure, a fair-skinned woman rushed into the small passenger compartment, panting for breath despite her powered suit.
“Ran quite a distance, have we?” The Colonel asked.
“Indeed. Major Agrippa Nazari, your new XO.” She responded, handing him a stack of papers, “Crew list, cargo manifest, my transfer order and recommendation, engineering reports for the past two weeks and Gunnery officer’s inspection summary.”
“For Maxtis’ sake, take a breath.” he growled, thumbing through the papers, stopping briefly at the Major’s service record.
“Departure orders? I still haven’t received any.” she asked.
“T minus thirteen hours. Smart of them, we’ll be leaving with Lux on the other side of the planet. With no light, the only thing visible will be the subspace windows. The jump point is located away from the observation dome, so even those will not be seen by many. We’re jumping beyond the outer belt, ten kilometers from the node.”
“That’s a lot of secrecy. How they managed to hide a fleet of eight corvettes, four frigates, two destroyers and two cruisers goes beyond me.”
“Four destroyers and ten corvettes. ND Edia, ND Ernoma, NCv Corvus and NCv Anisedora were added to the list yesterday.”
“That’s twenty ships, not counting transports.” she gasped, “Now I hope we don’t find any intelligent life, because if we show up in someone’s back yard with this lot, nobody with their head screwed on right will believe us when we tell them we are just exploring the neighbouring systems. I understand they’re being cautious, but this is built like an invasion fleet.”
“The Council fears we will run into hostile life. Would you rather come prepared and hope you can reach out to them before an accident happens, or face an empire of xenophobes that see you as a snack with just six Prowlers and two Auroras as was originally planned? But you’re right. I intend to hold back most of the fleet. Well only take three ships through. We’ll decide what to do based on what we’ll find on the other side. But I reckon it’ll be a bunch of rocks, maybe a few useful planets. Or we could jump near a black hole for all we know.”
Fourteen hours later
The expeditionary fleet assembled around the intersystem node. The Starfury and Aurora-class cruisers in the middle, flanked by the rest of the ships. Colonel Eudorian took up his position on the Ira’s bridge, looking over the fleet. Only the position lights were visible, with the occasional faint glow of thrusters here and there.
“FCO, contact the ND Elbus and NFg Impavida. Order them to follow us through. SCO, Tell the others to hold here. Boffins estimate the jump to take a little under four hours. If they don’t hear from us within eight hours, they are to notify Control and send a scout to report immediately. Should that happen, tell them to expect trouble. We’ll try to call back as soon as possible.”
The three ships broke formation, heading towards the center of the node.
“Engineering reports subspace motivators ready. Both reactors steady.”
“Signal the others. Jump in ten seconds.”
Three subspace windows opened and swallowed the three ships, sending them onto a four hour journey into the unknown.
I like the idea, but it seems like quite a lot of work for one person. Or do you have someone to help you with that?
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