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Postby Charlia » Sat May 14, 2016 7:55 pm

Abserdia wrote:Laelynn

"You have permission to join the search party, Alex." Laelynn responded.
"Ms. Izumi, the black market is, personally, not something I'd want to be involved with, sorry."

She then looked towards the Commander and answered his question.
"Yes sir..."

"Captain," Charlotte put in, "I should probably go along. If there's a significant risk factor involved, it could be to our benefit to have an experienced doctor on hand immediately."

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Postby Kyraina » Sat May 14, 2016 8:02 pm

Kuhlfros wrote:Commander Blaire stood up from his seat and placed a headset to his hear

"Major Bridges do you copy? This is Commander Blaire

I want constant communication while onboard the station, I will be overseeing the situation from the bridge for this one."

He pressed a button on the headset which muted his microphone and he asked Laelynn
"Did she just ask to get in touch with the black market?"

Joseph had pulled on his armor, which is the standard marine armor, and switched his addualt rifle out for hid battle rifle. He had walked to the cargo hold and was waiting for the pilots to sync with the air lock when the PA and His comm went off.

"Copy that Skipper. All teams, this is Steel. Rules of engagement are standard, so Bo firing until hositilties have been confirmed, help any survivors who will be brought on board to have the medical team examine them, all recovering equipment will be on. All marines and security personal that are not part of the boarding parties will stay on ship and provide security and escort duty for those being evacuated. If engaged Shoot to injure if you can but you can't just shoot to kill. Godspeed marines and sailors. Skipper, we are ready to board the station." Joseph said into his radio to the Commander, and everyone in the boarding party.
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Postby Kuhlfros » Sun May 15, 2016 5:20 am

Kyraina wrote:
Kuhlfros wrote:Commander Blaire stood up from his seat and placed a headset to his hear

"Major Bridges do you copy? This is Commander Blaire

I want constant communication while onboard the station, I will be overseeing the situation from the bridge for this one."

He pressed a button on the headset which muted his microphone and he asked Laelynn
"Did she just ask to get in touch with the black market?"

Joseph had pulled on his armor, which is the standard marine armor, and switched his addualt rifle out for hid battle rifle. He had walked to the cargo hold and was waiting for the pilots to sync with the air lock when the PA and His comm went off.

"Copy that Skipper. All teams, this is Steel. Rules of engagement are standard, so Bo firing until hositilties have been confirmed, help any survivors who will be brought on board to have the medical team examine them, all recovering equipment will be on. All marines and security personal that are not part of the boarding parties will stay on ship and provide security and escort duty for those being evacuated. If engaged Shoot to injure if you can but you can't just shoot to kill. Godspeed marines and sailors. Skipper, we are ready to board the station." Joseph said into his radio to the Commander, and everyone in the boarding party.


"You have clearance to board the station in a few minutes Major, enough time for the crew to rush over and join the boarding party if they so desire..."

He switched his comms over to the gunnery officers and said, "This is Commander Blaire, how's it looking up there? Also Ms. Izumi, you understand we are part of an official military detail with the mission of tracking the Finis correct? Interactions with the black market must be kept at a minimum...or none at all if that is possible."

He took a glance down at his interface, observing the scanners that revealed that for the moment, the system was empty and no sneak attacks were taking place, he gave his thumbs up to Captain Laelynn
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Postby Hank J Wimbleton » Sun May 15, 2016 5:43 am

Romanov, as he heard Blaire over the comms, decided to head down to the boarding party. He would probably be able to scrounge up something vaguely useful from the station if he really tried, and if hostiles were still present, hey, he'd never field-tested his baton yet.
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Postby The Remnants a Flaming Dawn » Sun May 15, 2016 7:27 am

"It's just a couple of buddies of mine," she replied with a joking laugh as she went back to looking over the weapon systems, "and besides, most of the parts I need are just parts they stopped manufacturing and I hate working with salvagers."

She sent the file with the list of parts to the captain, showing him that most of the parts weren't illegal, but just hard to get due to them being discontinued.
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Postby Kyraina » Sun May 15, 2016 11:29 am

"Copy that Skipper. All teams, this is Steel. Lock and load. As soon as the air locks are open, we go in half down the left side, half down right side. After we have establish a safe zone, any non security crew can come on board where they will be divided into teams. Also this is last call for any marines and security that are not here, and if not here in 30 seconds will have to wait for the boarding part to secure safe zone, so Shino get your ass down here now. Remember we do nit engaged until attacked and even then verify targets before engaging. I do not want to do any paper work or to throw any of y'all in the brig for murder. Also that drone has point in center for who ever is pilot. All Teams standby." Joseph said into his comm and PA unit. He racked a round into his battlerifle and waited for the go symbol.
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Postby Abserdia » Sun May 15, 2016 11:42 am

Laelynn

3... 2... 1...

The dock is successful.
The lights turned green, signaling that it's safe to open the air locks.
The boarding party would also see a green light.
"Opening the air locks now." She spoke with a smile.

However, when the airlocks opened, the station didn't open them.
"Commander, they haven't opened their airlocks-"

Station

3... 2... 1...

The airlocks opened.
All the boarding party would see is a group of rifles aimed towards them, before they opened fire.
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Postby Faal Lot Himdah » Sun May 15, 2016 11:55 am

Akina Koizumi

Akina watched through her drone, she watched as the rifles opened fire. Quickly she had her drone scan them, and she jumped in her seat.

"Captain! It's them. It's Whisper!" Akina shouted before giving her drone the order to open fire into the enemy line.
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Postby Kyraina » Sun May 15, 2016 12:03 pm

Joseph 'Steel' Bridges

Joseph, was standing in the center when the air locks opened up and yelled open fire as his brain ran through the armor configurations of United Station guards and made the decision that these were not them.

Joseph's armor turned a few rounds before he dove on the floor, pulled out a flash bang, pulled the pin and tossed it into the mess of enemy soldiers. Some of the other marines did the same. "Duck your heads, it's gonna be bright." Joseph yelled as he tucked his head and the 3 flash bangs went off. He then jumped up, with his ears ringing and Opened fire on the shooters

Fully a fourth of the marines and security guards of the ships 10 marines and guards where down in the opening seconds, either dead or injured, calls of medic filled the air.

Joseph dropped two of the enemy troops, and jumped to his feet, and darted for cover. He then started to pop in and out of cover firing 1 or 2 shots every times he moved at of cover.

He popped out of cover and sighted, but a round went through his upper leg, and Joseph dropped to the ground and kept firing through gritted teeth.

"Skipper, we need anybody that can fight down here now, along with any medical personal, we have taken heavy casualties. We have unknown enemy troops on board the station."
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Postby Vulnier » Sun May 15, 2016 12:41 pm

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Postby Hank J Wimbleton » Sun May 15, 2016 2:33 pm

Romanov was with the boarding party when everything went to hell. Bullets everywhere, blood all over, it was like a lab experiment decommissioning gone wrong. Romanov quickly dived to the ground, and hid under a corpse, feeling the heavy juddering of the body as a stray bullet hit it, going through the ribcage and going through to impact Romanov's chest as well. When the fire stopped, he let go.

"Aww, shit. The hell was that?"

He said, before getting up, craning his neck and looking at all of the wounded.

"Ah fuck, this is my job now, isn't it?"
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Postby Aghrabia » Sun May 15, 2016 3:07 pm

David

Having spent the last few hours tinkering in the engine room he had run out of ideas for what to do. He had done everything: he'd checked the engines, checked them again, modified his weapons, drew up some weapon designs, checked the engines again, read a book, drank some 30-year old Whiskey he'd been saving for a rainy day (see: bored), listened to some music, disassembled and reassembled most non-essential pieces of machinery in the room- three times; now he was truly bored.

He decided this time to wander the ship a bit, to clear his mind, and see what he ran into- he did this for 10 minutes and was promptly bored again.

Then he found himself wondering what was happening to the away crew. 'Meh, they're probably fine in there,' he thought, but he couldn't get the thought from his mind.

"It's decided, I'll go to the bridge and see what's happening- they probably have the feeds from the helmet cams up there.

---

Walking into the bridge was a surprise, to say the least- the helmet feeds were there, but they were not what he had expected.

"HOLY S***! WHAT THE F***'S HAPPENING?!" he yelled. He was extremely glad he had decided to stay on the ship.
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Postby Serah » Sun May 15, 2016 3:13 pm

As Shino initially heard the call of her name, she literally rolled in towards the airlock to join with them.

"Alright guys this is Archer, ready your buttcheeks, let's do this shit." Standing behind everyone she readied a Hunter bolt an prepared to fire it immediately.

However with the sudden fire, she quickly became overwhelmed and had to fall back, being targeted by various people, she switched the initial arrow to something else she muttered under her breath.

After the marines split up, she stood up and searched around the place, trying to end the most annoying of them at a distance before they could do anything.

"Sigh... What a pain, I didn't even manage to understand anything here.
Couldn't even make up a plan." She shrugged and continued to advance, bow in hand.

"Grab your asscheeks because I'm coming boys."

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Postby Abserdia » Sun May 15, 2016 3:24 pm

Laelynn

Laelynn watched the helmet feeds in shock and worry.
Seeing some of her crew drop down was a feeling any captain, regardless of experience or age, never wanted to feel.

"Commander!
I request permission to assist the boarding party!" she spoke, trying her best to keep a straight face.


David then walked in and shouted.
"David, are you fit for a fight?"
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Postby Aghrabia » Sun May 15, 2016 3:27 pm

Abserdia wrote:Laelynn

Laelynn watched the helmet feeds in shock and worry.
Seeing some of her crew drop down was a feeling any captain, regardless of experience or age, never wanted to feel.

"Commander!
I request permission to assist the boarding party!" she spoke, trying her best to keep a straight face.


David then walked in and shouted.
"David, are you fit for a fight?"

"No, sorry... I could try, I have a few tricks up my sleeve- but I'd last a minute at my most liberal estimate, unfortunately; the anti-social engineer lifestyle doesn't really afford much exercise..." he responded. He sighed and turned back to the screen.
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Postby Vulnier » Sun May 15, 2016 4:09 pm

A13X or 'Alex'

"Protocol: Beta Initiated
Program Mercy Activated
Password: Raja Tanja - Password Accepted
"

A13X was in back as he waited for the boarding party to get aboard and secure. As A13X waited, he had calculated and thought of many scenarios that could go down. Though, he still activated the protocols as the marines were about to board.

"Protocol: Zet-" A13X stopped as he heard gunfire and screams of agony, his comm filling with the call of a medic as he sat straight up and ran toward the air lock entrance. What A13X saw was what his worse case scenario, an ambush. The first thing A13X saw was bodies of the marines, some wiggling in pain, while others layed still.

When A13X saw the hostiles, his right arm separated into 4 sections with a small whirling sound as a minigun revealed itself. The small lights in A13X's head flickered from blue to a menacing red. Though a few moments later, they flickered back to blue as A13X took cover behind the airlock. With one hand and minigun on his head, he was shaking as he worked diligently to override Protocol Alpha, trying to ignore the calls for medic that seemed to get louder as he worked.
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Postby Kuhlfros » Sun May 15, 2016 4:30 pm

Abserdia wrote:Laelynn

Laelynn watched the helmet feeds in shock and worry.
Seeing some of her crew drop down was a feeling any captain, regardless of experience or age, never wanted to feel.

"Commander!
I request permission to assist the boarding party!" she spoke, trying her best to keep a straight face.


David then walked in and shouted.
"David, are you fit for a fight?"

Alexander's eyes were hard and cold, he glanced down towards Laelynn with a straight face and said quietly
"Granted, come with me...David, stay here with our copilot"

He strided out of the room, his headset still on his face,
"Hold tight Steel..."

"Laelynn could you get some of the other, I'll need them too. Oh yeah..."

He tapped his headset which then opened communications with the bridge
"Callum you are officer on watch, keep in communication, try to see if you can make contact with the station, if they go sore, threaten to pull away and tear the station to shreds with our guns."

Arriving in the armory/docking room, the Commander arrived at a locker with "Blaire" on it and started quickly strapping on similar to the standard marine armor, then grabbing his twin deagles and bukri knife, expecting the others were doing as close as they could to the same, he gathered his rescue party around so he could give the briefest mission brief and strategy possible.

"Hell is loose in there and if it wants to be over and us winning we will need some extra firepower...and I have just the plan, grab flahsbangs and smoke grenades...they are the ones that are cylinders."

"Steel you still up? Get as many men possible ready for a pickets charge, we are going to hurl a ton of tactical grenades to give us the ability to charge and enter melee, it's our best chance out of a massacre right now, you copy?"
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Postby Kyraina » Sun May 15, 2016 5:20 pm

Joseph had a few more rounds ping off his armor and some even drill into the metal and almost punch though the kevlar underneath, but stayed calmed and dragged himself back to cover and stoof, when his radio crackled to life.

"Copy that Skipper. Bring a couple of riot shields with you as well. Also anyone have any idea who these b******s are?" Joseph said into his headset built into the helmet.
He peeked around from the bulkhead when some rounds went flying by him, he pulled back into cover and looked around. The cries of medic filled the air again as two more of boarding party went down to injured to fight. The remaining 4 troopers were staying behind cover as the Whisper Troops put suppressing fire down the airlocks.

Then one of the enemy troopers started to run towards Joseph's location. Joseph sighed, put the rifle on the ground, pulled out his tomahawk and Bowie knife. As the Trooper slowed and approached Joseph's location, Joseph spun out of cover, swung the tomahawk, it dug into the trooper's shoulder, and then stabbed with The Bowie knife, taking the man in the stomach.

He shoved the man the backwards, with tomahawk and knife still embedded in the enemy troop, and collapse to the ground between his injured leg shooting up in pain and taking several rounds into his armor, with some almost punching through the kevlar.

The remaining boarding party then used Joseph's distraction to drop a couple more enemy troopers and slowly pushed them back, as one of the marines ran forward and dragged Joseph to cover.

"Hurry up Skipper we have 7 people down, ether dead or wounded. Much more and you want have any marines left." Joseph said through gritted teeth, as he pulled a basic first aid kit off the detachments dead medic, and bound his own leg.
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Postby Abserdia » Sun May 15, 2016 6:52 pm

Laelynn

"Yes sir."
Laelynn proceeded to the quarters to get everyone else while responding to Joseph.
"I believe Ms. Akina said this is Whisper..."

Laelynn yelled, something she's not very used to doing, into the rooms.
"Everybody, please proceed to Airlock A and prepare for battle!"

She then walked back to the Commander and into the armory.
Going towards her locker, Laelynn put on the standard armor and grabbed her revolver as well as a couple of flashbangs.
"Sir, I'm ready..."
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Postby The Remnants a Flaming Dawn » Mon May 16, 2016 4:30 am

Izumi sighed as she listened to the incessant chatter over the radio. It seems the fighting had gotten bad pretty quick but that does don't faze her. From the sounds of it the boarding party was making progress, though it sounded marginal at best.

"Commander," she said into her headset as she walked around the various monitors, beeping and blinking as they were keeping track of the supply of ammunition for the cannons and how their heat was being regulated. "Is there anything I can do to help? It sounds like the fighting a pretty rough on there..."
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Postby Hank J Wimbleton » Mon May 16, 2016 5:58 am

Romanov stooped over a wounded soldier, one of the many lying on the ground, bleeding out. At a glance, he could already tell who would live or die, and the exact sequence he would need to go in to provide maximum survival chance. Ah, if only. Nope! Romanov just chose the guy who seemed to be hit up the worst.

"Skipper, we need anybody that can fight down here now, along with any medical personnel."\

Oh boy.

"Anyone who can fight"

Check.

"Medical Personnel"

Check. Here comes the existential crisis about what to do.

Fuck it.

Romanov dropped the wounded soldier on the ground, tossing them a lighter, a piece of metal from the ship and a pant leg, and wished them luck, winking at the same time, before running off towards the enemy lines.
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Postby Krytonus » Mon May 16, 2016 6:16 am

Kuhlfros wrote:
Abserdia wrote:Laelynn

Laelynn watched the helmet feeds in shock and worry.
Seeing some of her crew drop down was a feeling any captain, regardless of experience or age, never wanted to feel.

"Commander!
I request permission to assist the boarding party!" she spoke, trying her best to keep a straight face.


David then walked in and shouted.
"David, are you fit for a fight?"

Alexander's eyes were hard and cold, he glanced down towards Laelynn with a straight face and said quietly
"Granted, come with me...David, stay here with our copilot"

He strided out of the room, his headset still on his face,
"Hold tight Steel..."

"Laelynn could you get some of the other, I'll need them too. Oh yeah..."

He tapped his headset which then opened communications with the bridge
"Callum you are officer on watch, keep in communication, try to see if you can make contact with the station, if they go sore, threaten to pull away and tear the station to shreds with our guns."

Arriving in the armory/docking room, the Commander arrived at a locker with "Blaire" on it and started quickly strapping on similar to the standard marine armor, then grabbing his twin deagles and bukri knife, expecting the others were doing as close as they could to the same, he gathered his rescue party around so he could give the briefest mission brief and strategy possible.

"Hell is loose in there and if it wants to be over and us winning we will need some extra firepower...and I have just the plan, grab flahsbangs and smoke grenades...they are the ones that are cylinders."

"Steel you still up? Get as many men possible ready for a pickets charge, we are going to hurl a ton of tactical grenades to give us the ability to charge and enter melee, it's our best chance out of a massacre right now, you copy?"


"Gotcha," Callum replied, already trying to hail the station again. He flicked open all of the local channels he could find and set to broadcast on all signals.

<<Station Quies B, Station Quies B, Station Quies B, this is Cygnus, please respond.>>

He waited silently.


<<Station Quies B 48a, Station Quies B 48a, Station Quies B 48a, this is Cygnus, please respond.>>

He sighed.

<<Station Quies B 48a be advised that if you do not withdraw your troops we will be forced to take drastic action. I repeat, we will be forced to take drastic action. We are a military ship and we have full authority to use any force deemed necessary. If you are not in control of the troops currently engaged with us please respond immediately. Once again this is Cygnus and we will be forced to take drastic actions if you do not withdraw your men, over.>>

He set the message to repeat broadcasting and leaned back into his seat. He hoped to God that they backed down.
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Postby Relikai » Mon May 16, 2016 6:31 am

The one who escaped, the one who found freedom in space.

Shimazaki Haruna.

A medical orderly, but spends most of her time at the navigational controls of a ship, Haruna wasn't interested in missions, unless they required some AI tinkering, during which her 'transcended subconsciousness' comes into play. She could beat someone at SpaceCraft IV ten times in a row, not because she's good at the game, but because she moves quicker than the AI.

Regardless, Haruna now sat by the recreation room, a cup of milk coffee next to her as she flips the pages of her magazine. There were several torn pages, each of them featuring her on their pages. Haruna and Fashion, Haruna showcasing for Summer, Haruna at the Beach... The girl shook her head as she removed another page featuring her advertising a health product, something which she actually frowns on.

Her uniform was lying next to her, the casually arbitrary girl dressed in only a sports bra and tight shorts, basking in the warm temperatures of the ship. Problem was, while Haruna would have continued with her relaxation, all hell broke loose as the team descended down on the station...

... which has her grabbing her coat, but no time to put her skirt on, taking a small blaster from the armoury as she clipped a helmet and oxygen mask on in case things decided to explode around them. A pity, Haruna was neither at the helm where she could direct the ship's weapons onto the station in order to break free, nor does she have several drones which she could control like a puppet master. Her golden hairband was there to restrict her mental subconsciousness, to prevent her from breaking down as her mental capacity overrides her physical form.

"What's going on out there!" Haruna yelled as she grabbed her medi-pouch, containing some healing gels and emergency shots. While they were not the perfect solution for everything, her gels could heal up to first degree burns, draw out poison from a living creature, and pack blasted limbs to stop the bleeding.

"Hey!" She called out as a shot smashed onto the steel beam before her.

"What's going on?!"
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Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Kuhlfros » Mon May 16, 2016 12:56 pm

The Remnants a Flaming Dawn wrote:Izumi sighed as she listened to the incessant chatter over the radio. It seems the fighting had gotten bad pretty quick but that does don't faze her. From the sounds of it the boarding party was making progress, though it sounded marginal at best.

"Commander," she said into her headset as she walked around the various monitors, beeping and blinking as they were keeping track of the supply of ammunition for the cannons and how their heat was being regulated. "Is there anything I can do to help? It sounds like the fighting a pretty rough on there..."

He pressed his headset, "If you could help out down here that would be excellent, right now that is a request, otherwise Callum is officer on watch..."
He looked up to those who did join up to help save the crew in the airlock, including Laelynn and handed out smoke grenades, flashbangs, and riot shields.

"Keep these infront of you as we move forward and throw the grenades at the enemies, stop and set the shield down when I do and stay in cover behind it as long as you can..."

"Stay behind these for as long as you can and start throwing these grenades at the enemy, we are going to charge in and break their ranks, we need to move fast lets go."

At that, Blaire opened the doors into the room that was now more of a war zone, riot shield in front of him, smoke grenade in hand, he tossed the canister towards the Whisper soldiers, running forward still blocking shots as he began drawing his kukri knife from its sheath
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[21:48] <Kuhl> ∞/10
[21:50] <Shy> AND KUHLFROS SAID UNTO THE EARTH: LET THERE BE SPECIAL SYMBOLS FOR THE RATING OF BLAMESHIFT OUT OF TEN
[21:50] <Shy> AND THE WORLD COMPLIED
[21:50] <Kuhl> I just googled the infinity symbol XD
[21:52] <Kuhl> BUT I WILL GO WITH IT
[21:52] <Shy> ALL HAIL
[21:53] <Shy> THE VIKING GOD KULHFROS
[21:53] <Kuhl> OFF TO VALHALLA

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