Cyclone

[Carnelian Island]

The serene tropical island of Carnelian Island sitting on the equator and dipping into the tropic of Capricorn was no stranger to foul weather. Cyclones strong and weak alike have always been a part of the island life. Xiu-tai stood staring at the blue sky in the distance deep in thought. Her lover Ah Hou suprsied her with a hug. "Hello Ah. You surprised me."

"What are you doing?"

"I feel a storm in the air."

"A storm huh?"

"A big one. A cyclone is on the way."

"Are you sure?"

"I wish I could. Just I've always had a sense for these things."

"Think it will be bad?"

"It may be. Everyone should take shelter right away."

"Let's sound the alarms then."

Several bells were tolled to warn people of the approaching storm. The people fled to shelters and waited. As hours passed the skies darkened the and the surf turned violent. Winds began picking up and ravaging the small huts scattered around.

Xiu and Aa were out helping those who were only arriving from sea to get to shelter. Many of whom entire families of men, women and children. The large bell towers soon were blown over. "There's not many more!" Aa screamed "Most of the fisherman would have found a safe harbor elsewhere!" Trees were blowing down around them as Xiu embraced her to protect her.

"We'll wait, until we can no longer wait!"

She nodded.

Soon the nations flag ripped away from the pole the held it up and pole fell just missing the couple. "Xiu...."

"There, a boat!"

A faint glimmer of a light as a ship struggled toward the shoreline.

"Can they make it?"

"There should be a rope back at the hut, grab it quickly!"

Aa ran back to their hut which wasn't holding well. Much of the roof was being chipped away by the wind. Aa grabbed a long rope and returned to Xiu's side. As the boat got closer they threw the rope and let the passangers climb to safety. But these weren't Carnelian elves, these were three normal humans and two nekos. Likely from nearby AHSCA. No time to ask they sent them to the shelter with the others. "Shelter's got to be full!"

"We'll have to find somewhere else!"


The two women ran further into the jungle where trees were collapsing by the wind around them. They found a small depression of downed trees and foliage. "Come." They crawled inside it was vacant. "It shelter us as good as it can." Xiu held to her partner as the storm passed over soon they were sitting in water up to their waste but it didn't seem to climb.

As quickly as the storm had come it was over. The damage was done, not as bad as the May Cyclone of 2008 but still bad enough.

Xiu and Aa emerged from their shelter to check on their citizens. Many had made it but a few shelters couldn't survive.

"Crops will be low, it was just before prime harvesting season."

"We should call on our friends, AHSCA can help us."

"Yes Aa, maybe a few from the world. We have to be careful, we can't have the wrong people coming to our island. I don't imagine the telegram stations have survived the storm. We may have to reconnect the broken lines.

"I'll go. As co-Chief, it's my duty."

"I can go with you."

"You need to help care for the wounded."

"Good Speed my darling." She kissed her


Aa began her trek into the mountains. She would have to get to the otherside of the island by no later than day's end. Hard on foot but she kept moving briskly. She found a few caves to cut through and old mines from the early days of Carnelian Island. She arrived as dusk began to fade. "Ah yes!"

It looked as though the storm had missed the telegram stations. Carnelian Island believed living true to nature and in simplicity made for a better society, free of the the materialistic shackles and the destructive nature of Capitalism.

She pulled out a book of Morse Code unfortunatley she didn't know English like her Partner who was more traveled than her. All she could do was make it into Carnelian Chinese. She sent out three communiques back to back. One to tell of the situation and one to give location, and one final one to tell of the culture conditions to be respected.

緊急電報世界：瑪瑙島一直受到強大的旋風。許多人受傷，至少有100人已經死亡。農民的莊稼損失，糧食將很低。更多雷暴可能緩慢復甦，請求幫助從其他國家。停止

重要說明：瑪瑙島位於19 ° 45'N 96 ° 6'E停止

重要说明：玛瑙的文化，企业荣誉前现代生活。我们不希望改变我们的生活方式，我们请你，请荣誉。玛瑙是一个共产主义国家，因此，我们希望许多国家将进入我们的援助。我们不会中止从资本主义帮助，但我们希望它严格控制。我们不希望外国企业中，只有帮助，请。停止最后并列领先AA型郈利

Emergency Telegram to world:

(ooc: well of course I wouldn't make you translate it in real life anyway this would be the translated version in NSWorld anyway)

Emergency Telegram to World:

Carnelian Island has been struck by a strong Cyclone. Many are injured and at least 100 are dead. Farmers crops are lost, food will be low. More thunderstorms likely to slow recovery, ask for help from fellow countries. STOP

IMPORTANT:

Carnelian Island is located at 19°45′N 96°6′E

IMPORTANT:

Carnelian has a culture that honors premodern living. We don't desire to change our way of life and we ask you please honor that. Carnelian is a communist state, thus we hope many of these states will be coming to our aid. We won't stay from Capitalist help but we want it strictly controlled. We don't want foreign business, only aid, please. STOP

Conclude by Co-Leader Aa-Hou Li

[Lynion]

"Not too bad," muttered Captain Harley as he looked over the merchant convoy from his cruiser.

It was the usual trading zone between the colonies for the Vamperial Kingdom. Various food was being transported to and from the Lynion Islands and the colonies. Captain Harley was in charge of a naval squadron with a task of trying to find a nation to trade something for their food. So far, they haven't found anything. That was before he was handed a telegram from the Royal Palace. There had being an emergency frequencey telegram that was sent out pleding for help but more importantly, for food. However, he also noted that they didn't wish to have their country changed. Their orders had changed. Instead of looking for trade, alter course and head directly to the disaster zone to help aid it. Who knows, they might get something out of it.

"Inform the convoy to alter course," ordered Harley as they interceppted the telegram. "Have the squadron keep a sharpe eye out for anyone willing to stop us,"

"Will do skipper," replied First Lieutenant Harlod.


REPLY TO EMERGENCY TELEGRAM
FROM: Vamperial Kingdom
RE: Food and Supplies

We have heard your plea for aid and we are dirverting a merchant convoy to come to your aid. We are not sure how long it will take but we are willing to give you food, water and supplies as well as an Engineering Battalion to help with the rebuilding. If you require more things please send a detail list back and we'll see what we can do for you. The merchant convoy is only there to issue the supplies and nothing more.

[Carnelian Island]

As she waited and waited finally the telegram machine was buzzing, "yes yes."

She wrote the message down and was able to make a rudimentary Chinese translation. She responded with a simple THANK YOU and waited for more responses.

At ground Zero the dead bodies had to be laid out for their burial at sea or cremation. Those who were injured had to be treated from most dire to least. Still many were in pain regardless, pain of injuries or mourning. Some children were already dying or dead making mothers wail.

"Terrible. It feels like the last big one we had." Xiu said.

"Yes madam."

Xiu looked to the distance of the mountains hoping for her Partnern's safety.

"Madam Leader, come quick."

She ran to the grain distribution which was nearly underwater. "Oh no, all our grain is ruined. Our supplies are going to run thin very quickly. I only hope Aa will make it soon enough to send the message out."

[North Defese]

The Chancellor was in his office, gazing out his window the enjoy the view, and to observe the light sprinkle of rain that was sliding down the half inch thick window's, when he heard three knocks on the reinforced oak doors, then and aide entered the office.
"Your Majesty," The aide bowed, her long hair sliding over her face, "we have received an emergancy transmission from a small island, it appear's it was hit by a hurricane. We managed to spot the storm forming in the sea with a weather satallite, it appeared to be a catagory 4, now the inhabitants are requesting foreign aid."
The Chancellor stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, before he began to speak in that classic, calming voice he had.
"See if their is a airstrip on the island, if there is, send cargo plane's packed with food and medicine. If that is not possible, I will have Naval Command station a carrier near the shore, and they can arlift supplies via helicopters and supply ships."
"Yes your majesty." The aide bowed one more time, before leaving the room.
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ooc: PRETEND THIS IS CHINESE OK
ic:
DO YOU HAVE AIRSTRIP STOP IF YES WE CAN SEND HELP FROM THE AIR STOP IF NOT WE WILL NEED USE OF A PORT STOP

[AHSCA]

The Embassy island was the centeral hub to the outside world of AHSCA. AHSCA also liked to keep island life simplistic and easy going free from the modern world. Carnelian Island had seen that and asked for allyship.

The telegram machine was buzzing. "We have a message." A milita girl said
she clicked a few keys and the message printed out.

緊急電報世界：瑪瑙島一直受到強大的旋風。許多人受傷，至少有100人已經死亡。農民的莊稼損失，糧食將很低。更多雷暴可能緩慢復甦，請求幫助從其他國家。停止

重要說明：瑪瑙島位於19 ° 45'N 96 ° 6'E停止

重要说明：玛瑙的文化，企业荣誉前现代生活。我们不希望改变我们的生活方式，我们请你，请荣誉。玛瑙是一个共产主义国家，因此，我们希望许多国家将进入我们的援助。我们不会中止从资本主义帮助，但我们希望它严格控制。我们不希望外国企业中，只有帮助，请。停止最后并列领先AA型郈利

"Chinese, who can read Chinese?"

"What about our Carnelian Ambassador? Check their office ASAP."

A few guards ran to find them

The ambassador soon was shown to the Centeral Room and was able to translate the message. "It's urgent alright, a big storm has hit my home island." She said.

"Look at the weather charts for the last 12 hours."

"Yep a tropical hurricane has passed through that area, a good size strength I'd asses at least STRONG from our hurricane scale. It's spinning off to the west I don't think it will head our way."

"We need to organize a relief force right away. Contact her Highness she'll need to know."


Shino was shook awake by a loud knock on her hut. "Yes?"

"Evening milady, we are sorry to wake you but there's a situation. Carnelian Island has been hit by a strong hurricane, we need to organize a relief effort and set sail now."

"Of course, get all the militia you can and get out as soon as you can. I'll set sail first thing."

[Carnelian Island]

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ooc: PRETEND THIS IS CHINESE OK
ic:
DO YOU HAVE AIRSTRIP STOP IF YES WE CAN SEND HELP FROM THE AIR STOP IF NOT WE WILL NEED USE OF A PORT STOP

She translated the new message which was already in Chinese which made it more easy for her. "Sky strip? Oh they must mean a place for planes to land."

She quickly responded

"NO SKY STRIP, ONLY SMALL FISHING DOCKS. HOPE YOU CAN MAKE DUE WITH WHAT WE HAVE STOP"

[Lynion]

"Skipper," said Harlod as he handed the reply to Harley.

"A simple 'thank you' as a reply," smiled Harley in a whispered as Harlod looked at him confused. "Get me Captain Lock and Vamperial Master Lee up on the bridge,"

Merchant Convoy's were natural targets for pirates in recent times and it made the Lynion's pick their Hunters/Marines in order to repel the occasional boarding party on their ships. For this kind of operation, only 400 Hunters were selected for the job and spread out amongest the 15 Merchant Ships and to escort the engineer's to their new deployment. The squadron of seven warships had their own equipment to repel boarders. However, with the change of destentation, the Hunters were going to watch over the distrubition of supplies to the natives and avoid a riot. Not many had done this before but nor where they keen to take any chances.

"We've just being re-deployed to help in a disaster zone which has being hit by a cyclone a few hours ago," briefed Harley as Lee and Lock arrived on the bridge. "We'll be handing out supplies and food to the natives so they can get back on their feet. Additionally, we'll be deploying our engineers to help them with construction of buildings and facilities they'll need to support themselves with,"

"So we can be looking at a long-short term deployment?" Lock asked Harley.

"Possibly," replied Harley.

"So what would be the engineer's first objective?" Lee asked Harley.

"They'll be divided up into two terms," replied Harley. "First Team will help with the civilian population by constructing safe houses for them to take shetler in. Second Team will try and bring what power and communications online. If there's one thing that should be done, it's connecting all the nation together and try to find a way to bring in supplies from other parts of the nation," explained Harley. "Inform your men and have them on standby,"


Several Hours Later...

Harley wasn't sure what to do as land was sighted off the portside of the light cruiser. He looked about and saw the destruction from the cyclone as the ships contiuned to keep their distance. Several sailor's had wandered out on deck and started to point out what damage could be seen from the ships.

"This is Merchant Navy 5 calling (Insert Name)," started Harley. "We're the supply ships sent from the Vamperial kingdom and we need permission to land,"

[AHSCA]

the ships were being preped for their departure. The militia were wasting no time with this. They wanted to be out in an hour and get there no later than two days the typical sailing time. It would have to take a full hurricane to slow them down and hopefully that wouldn't happen while they were away. A thunderstorm already moving in was slowing things slightly but they were pushing for speed. "We have about 6 tons of rice, and fish, and 5 cases ammunition. This ship is ready to go."

"Good, set sail. We'll have the other two out by dawn including Herladie's ship."

The first ship set sail out to Carnelian Island. AHSCA and Carnelian already had very good relations and they knew they would be a welcomed sight. In addition Shino hadn't met the new leader of the islands. She had packed up Marcella and left a note for her husband when he would return from a good will trip in Mokostana.

[Carnelian Island]

Several Hours Later...

Harley wasn't sure what to do as land was sighted off the portside of the light cruiser. He looked about and saw the destruction from the cyclone as the ships contiuned to keep their distance. Several sailor's had wandered out on deck and started to point out what damage could be seen from the ships.

"This is Merchant Navy 5 calling (Insert Name)," started Harley. "We're the supply ships sent from the Vamperial kingdom and we need permission to land,"

At the sight of the ships several of the coast watchmen lit up green signal flairs to guide the ships to a beach where they could dock.

"Madam Chief, we have our first relief effort."

"Good thank you." Xiu ran to the beach to greet the sailors as they beached up She bowed "I'm Xiu-tai Li, I'm the Supreme Chief of The People's Republic of Carnelian Island. Thank you for coming to our aid, who is the leader of your group?"

[AHSCA]

At sea the remminants of the storm were striking Shino's ship. She was helping plan their relief effort but it was hard with the ship rocking each way. "So mostly the south part was affected?"

"Yes milady, as well as most of the centeral. Much of the north shores were spared fortunatley."

"I see. So we'll want to be able to go the south shores and beach up. I'm sure there will be a few ships there as well, we'll have to be careful."

"Of course. We have enough food to keep them well stocked through the remaining months. We also have seeds given to us by the Mokans."

"Very good."

Thunder crashed as Shino continued looking over the map. "Mmm this looks like a good place for us to beach. Can we?"

"These ships are better deisnged for that than the modern battle and carriers, so yes."

"Good, so make sure the captain knows that's our heading. Also I'll be helping directly in building huts okay?"

"Of course ma'am."

And the ships continued through the stormy ocean on to Carnelian.

[North Defese]

The captain was peeved, Naval Command was in a tizzy over a war breaking out over a nation known as Cheztope or whatever, an entire Task Force was at a stand off with a single f*cking destroyer, a supercarrier was crippled, and he was stuck giving sandwiches to prehistoric communists.
He gazed out the bridge to the island, already the anchor was being dropped, and three UH-60 Blackhawks, fitted with supplies and soldiers, were lifting off to land in a clearing that was spotted near the beach.
After they landed, they were ordered to construct a relief center, a medical tent would built in the camp.
They would then pass out food and medicine, while a rescue team would search the rubble for survivers.
The soldiers were only armed with 9mm pistols, and were told to only use them if their lives were in immediate danger,
"Like if the locals try to eat them..." The captain thought bitterly.

[Carnelian Island]

A very young mother and her small child wandered searching for some food. Because they weren't critically wounded they weren't of high importance. She saw some of the North Defense soldiers setting up camp and she wanted to ask them. "Hello?" She managed in fractured English.

[North Defese]

Greg was stationed at Port Royall when his CO told him he was being shipped oversea's to help in a relief effort, he was euthusiastic, he usually was whenever he got an assignment. His smaller-then-average size, brown curly hair, and bright brown eye's contributed to his cheerful exterior.

He was busy prying open a box full of A rations when he heard a woman behind him.
Greg turned around, and saw a Asian looking woman with a small child at her side.
"Oh, hello." he began in Defesian, but quickly switched to English, "Are you in need of medical help?"

[Carnelian Island]

Greg was stationed at Port Royall when his CO told him he was being shipped oversea's to help in a relief effort, he was euthusiastic, he usually was whenever he got an assignment. His smaller-then-average size, brown curly hair, and bright brown eye's contributed to his cheerful exterior.

He was busy prying open a box full of A rations when he heard a woman behind him.
Greg turned around, and saw a Asian looking woman with a small child at her side.
"Oh, hello." he began in Defesian, but quickly switched to English, "Are you in need of medical help?"

"Food. For me and my child." She held the baby up in her arms. "She needs food, she eats much. I know food must be rationed, but she needs food much times or she gets sick."

[North Defese]

The sight of the starving child tugged at Gregs heart strings, "wait here" he told them, then walked towards a Seargent oversee'ing the food shipments.
"Sir!" Greg saluted.
"At ease Private." The Seargent ordered, "What do you want?"
"Sir," Greg began tersly, "Theres a woman and a baby over there, looks like its in bad shape, she needs some food."
"Aw f*ck" The Seargent groaned, "Fine, here take some A-rations and see if she'll have the kid checked out."

"Thank you sir!" Greg beamed, then carried the rations over to the woman.

"Here you are, it has some dried out meat, an apple, orange, and a energy bar, plus some fresh water."

[Carnelian Island]

The sight of the starving child tugged at Gregs heart strings, "wait here" he told them, then walked towards a Seargent oversee'ing the food shipments.
"Sir!" Greg saluted.
"At ease Private." The Seargent ordered, "What do you want?"
"Sir," Greg began tersly, "Theres a woman and a baby over there, looks like its in bad shape, she needs some food."
"Aw f*ck" The Seargent groaned, "Fine, here take some A-rations and see if she'll have the kid checked out."

"Thank you sir!" Greg beamed, then carried the rations over to the woman.

"Here you are, it has some dried out meat, an apple, orange, and a energy bar, plus some fresh water."

"Thank you" She gave a small bow and sat and began to feed her child. She sang her a lullaby her native Carnelian Chinese.

[North Defese]

With the woman and child occupied, and being satisfied he had done his duty as a relief officer, he went back to prying open the medical crates, so the medics at the camp had something to use when the wounded began flooding in.

[Santheres]

Santherese Humanitarian Society[/align]

TO: [THOSE IT MAY CONCERN]

The Misericordia was rerouted from its trip home in response to the crisis in Carnelia Island. It is, as always, stocked with food and medical supplies, and offers hospital and clinic services. It will be left at the disposal of all those offering aid, albeit at the discretion of the chief organizer of the aid mission, Fiorella de Rossi. Please forward all communication through her staff.

To Carnelia, another telegram was sent, offering the services with no matter of question as to whether or not the government would accept aid, and noting that helicopters would be used for quick transport of aid packages. There was really not much question in that, either. As Fiorella would have said, "then they can all starve to death. And we're not letting that happen."

She herself mused that if Carnelia was in any modern ... and using that term loosely, maybe it wouldn't get devastated so much.

The Misericordia would be in sight of Carnelia quickly, having been passing through the region to begin with. It wouldn't be long before they could anchor and start distribution. Fiorella had heard that soldiers, armed soldiers were being sent by others -- she was greatly disapproving of that. What did foreign soldiers actually know about aid missions?

[Carnelian Island]

Another nation noted and translated by Aa. Slightly nerved her knowing this was a nation that was going to do no matter what to aid. The Carnelians didn't mind the aid, she just hope they would stay at aid. Still she replied with a short THANK YOU telegram response.

More green flairs were lit to keep the beaches illuminated as a means for ships to land.

More subdivisions were being erected BLACK cloths indicated dead and dying individuals, RED were crucially injure, and BLUE were fine.

[North Defese]

A small squad of 3 soldiers, and 6 medics walked towards a devestated subdivision, the soldiers fanned out to search the wreckage, while the medics attempted to deal with a group of injured women and children near what the medics could only assume was a school.
"There are more then we can handle like this," Medical Officer Mitchel muttered, then used the radio clipped to his uniform (like teh police has) to request more aid.
"We are near what looks like a school here," He radio'ed, "multiple injuries, we need a truck or something to get these people back to camp."
"Roger that, a UH-60 is en-route to airlift any critically injured civilians to the relief center."
With that task done, Mitchel went back to cleaning and bandaging a large cut on a small childs leg.
It didnt look fatal, but if it wasent properly treated...

[Santheres]

"It'll take a few, Signora," Gianna, Fiorella's executive officer, said. "I'd probably launch some birds now, pick up some criticals that way. Send out a few boats, too."

Fiorella sighed. Gazing through her binoculars toward the island, she could see the devastation already on the highest magnification. "Well, we're close enough. Just get us in as far as you can and the helicopters and boats can do the rest."

Leaning against the railing of the Mercy-class, she took a deep breath. Well, she thought, at least we can't smell death here.

"Want me to go in, or will you?" Gianna asked.

"Never been here before. I'll go. I want you organizing everything ship-side. We'll take Massimo with us for muscle." She chuckled at their little in-joke. Massimo was an imposing-looking man but was one of the softer people she had ever met. Marchessa Adele disapproved of him, but he was always helpful. "Right, well, get him, then. I'll get a 'King going, load it up and go. Follow us with whatever you can, immediately."

"Yes, ma'am."

Within fifteen minutes, the Sea King and everyone in the first team was ready to go. By that time, the Misericordia was nearly in position. The Sea King took off, headed toward the beach to drop them off and pick up some of the most critical wounded.

[Carnelian Island]

The small school that many had used as a refuge did collapse but most were able to make it out safely thanks to the N.D. troops helping them. They gave thank yous and went to find their parents. Thunder rumbled as a thunderstorm moved over head dropping heavy tropical rain on the already battered populous.

[North Defese]

ooc: how did your people looking through binoculares fail to notice the camp, carrier, and helicopters flying around everywere?
At least notice another nation being on the island

[Santheres]

ooc: how did your people looking through binoculares fail to notice the camp, carrier, and helicopters flying around everywere?
At least notice another nation being on the island :lol2:

OOC: Last I checked, islands are surrounded by water, and approachable by any direction. Also, we might just not care.

[North Defese]

ooc: Your radar must be pretty bad then
Santheres is the ship im talking about:
ic:
The captain was alerted by an ensign that foreign ships had dropped anchor on the other side of the island, and now air units were approaching.

"Most likely another nation offering aid. Continue the operations on shore, and hail the ship."
"Roger that, hailing the ship sir."

"Attention unidentified vessel, please state your nationality and intentions."