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by Legatia » Fri Apr 28, 2017 8:20 pm
by Benaroon » Sun Apr 30, 2017 3:04 pm
by The Grand Force » Tue May 02, 2017 8:38 am
by Imperial Esplanade » Tue May 02, 2017 7:34 pm
Unknown Location (New Castillo)
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Alliancia (New Castillo)
City Streets
Unknown Location (New Castillo)
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But the Lord stood by me, and gave me strength. (2 Timothy 4:17)One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory. (Rita Mae Brown)
by Legatia » Tue May 02, 2017 8:15 pm
by The Interstellar Federation » Wed May 03, 2017 1:25 am
by Eodor » Wed May 03, 2017 9:41 am
by Benaroon » Wed May 03, 2017 1:35 pm
by Imperial Esplanade » Thu May 04, 2017 10:33 am
Unknown Location (New Castillo)
???
System Defense Network (Freedom System)
100-850 AUs from Star
But the Lord stood by me, and gave me strength. (2 Timothy 4:17)One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory. (Rita Mae Brown)
by Legatia » Thu May 04, 2017 2:10 pm
by Sub Sector Protractis » Thu May 04, 2017 6:56 pm
Parcia wrote:Scythe
Operation Night Fall
The otherwise invisible ship would slow to a stop a few hundred meters from the larger ship. Yoko would slip the EVA helmet on and make her way to the rear of the craft, the airlock, and lock the inner door inside. “Go for O2 check.” Athena’s voice would come through her head. “Roger, O2 looks good, suit is sealed, you have a half hour to board the ship, good luck, Scythe.” She smiled at her call sign. The air lock would hiss open as it was vented of atmo before the doors would open slowly. She would simply walk out in to space.
Taking care to grab a handhold on the side of the craft, she swung herself around so she was pointed at the Astartes craft. “Alright, going dark, launching at the ship, best of luck Athena.” Her robotic friend would reply. “Same, Scythe.”
Using her enhanced strength, she pulled forward and launched herself through vacuum at the ship. After some minuets of floating in space, she arrived at the outer hull of the ship and making sure to not impact too hard, latched on to her target. Activating the magnets in her boots, her feet planted themselves to the hull and she began a slow trek to the access hatch she was looking for.
Finding what she was looking for, a small airlock for repair crews, she pressed her palm to the control panel and forced herself in. Slipping past the fire wall, she noted the ship itself was in disarray: something else was attacking the ship’s computer and she felt what she guessed to be a tracking program sending out pings. She smiled, she loved it when crap like that lined up. Opening the door, she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She froze as the room began to fill with O2 as she hadn’t pressed the button to do so. Drawing her side arm, she leveled it on the door just as the bulk of a tech marine appeared in the now open door way. He blinked and stared at the women in black. Just as the muscle in his neck tightened and his hand went for the bolt pistol, she fired. She sent 5 rounds through his chest plate, aiming for the vital organs and another two in to his head.
He fell to the ground with a thud she noted the 3 other marines standing behind him. Just as the first one was putting 2 and 2 together she brought up the rifle and squeezed off two shots, each through the head, causing a rather nice blood splatter across those behind him. Repeating the process for the other two, she stepped out of the airlock and cleared the room, putting another two down before it was safe.
She walked over and set her palms on a small terminal and slipped past the fire wall a second time, noting the ship had around 6 minutes until a reset would likely scrub the unknown program from it data banks. She brought out her own file system, the ones stored in her head, and slipped the ONI tailored program in to the ship’s computer. Meant to cause more disorientation and chaos then actual harm, she singled out the on-board communications for disruption. After she was sure her tracks were covered, she gave the green light for the program to begin. She turned to the door just as the muffled voices of Marines reached the other side. Drawing the rifle, she put 10 rounds through the door itself, hearing muffle screams on the other side.
Wrenching it open with her hands, she found a bloody mess on the other side. Hearing foot steps down the hall, she reloaded a fresh mag and broke in to a sprint, keeping the rifle level as she ran. Just as the door opened, a strange sound came over the ship's intercom*
6 minutes. She could do this in 4.
*https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6Gr-7RuNzg
++Captain this is Sgt Dalmas, we are taking fire. We I have fire members of my squad injured and several dead from a forward support team, be advised there is an infiltrator in sector 7. We will push her away from the engine compartments, we need support.++
==Sgt. continue forward; Squads Septus and Harreck will envelope from other access ways. Keep your fire heavy but watch for critical systems.
Tech, get my ships' intercoms back online and get this ship operational.==
Unfortunately for Matthias, the Queen had already ended her discussion with the President at this point. However, one of the guards had reached out to apprehend the man who was rushing toward the Queen's hologram. "Halt, sir!" He shouted, grabbing him by the shoulder. "The Queen has a very busy schedule. If you wish to discuss something with her, I advise you speak with the Director here." He says, letting go of Matthias's shoulder in the process and taking a step back as tension start to ease. "Would you like for me to bring you there, sir?"
by Cyborgs and Sentient Machines » Fri May 05, 2017 1:43 pm
Inter ship communications:
''I can no longer cause our stealth bubble to change position, movement will have to require the sub light thrusters from here on out, this must be the work of a recently activated interdiction field.''
''Yes, I felt it too pally, and I'm sure lithy must have aswell then, but this is just as we predicted, correct?''
''Indeed, everything is falling into place as the collective mind predicted, it was only natural for them to want sovereignty over their own''
''I wonder what the ship density is out there, how crowded do you think it is, and can we really be sure our plan will work, that they will buy the story?''
''You are always the sceptical one calo, we can never be completely certain it will work, but our infiltrators are well trained, they will work to the best of their abilities, and time is of the essence, if we are to be believed.''
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by The Grand Force » Mon May 08, 2017 9:18 am
by The Interstellar Federation » Wed May 10, 2017 5:55 am
This is the IFS Warship Diplomacy, flagship of the 555th Interstellar Squadron. To the unidentified vessel 8 kilometers off our portside, please identify yourselves and state your intentions please.
by Imperial Esplanade » Wed May 17, 2017 7:20 pm
Parasio Imperial Palace (Olea)
Atria Lobby
Timberwood Military Spaceport
Within the Mountains - Near Timberwood Creek Manor
Freedom System
New Castillo Orbit
All forces loyal to the Queen and to the legitimate government of Imperial Esplanade are asked to meet up and organize around Olea.
Alliancia (New Castillo)
City Streets
But the Lord stood by me, and gave me strength. (2 Timothy 4:17)One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory. (Rita Mae Brown)
by Legatia » Wed May 17, 2017 8:29 pm
by Sub Sector Protractis » Sat May 27, 2017 6:41 pm
by Eodor » Sun May 28, 2017 5:36 am
Attention Government of Imperial Esplanade
The Second Irenton Alliance requests an audience with your leader to discuss terms of our involvement
We have sent a vessel to the planet's surface for negotiations to take place
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