The Hyperhellsion Class warship of the Hobbeebian Imperium is a masterful creation. A true feat of engineering even by todays standards, they have stod the testament of time and have proven themselves in crucible of war to many times to count. Their sleek, alien hulls seemed almost alive and indeed it would be easy to believe such rumors after other saw a ship repair a hull breach all by itself after seeing the ship bleed. Of course it was all none sense, but it added to the mystery. Unlike the rest of the Hyperhellsion class vessels of the Imperial Unified Forces this ship was different. It didn't have the usual bright, yet pleasantly presented Interlaced photon lattice constructs, or Hardlight interiors like most, but was instead built incredibly spartan by comparison. Its halls, floors and hull where all built from the same material- the synthetic stone-metal known to the Eborians as "Infintanium" but was in reality a complex hybrid alloy of Neutronium, Enhanced Tritanium, and Chromitized Vibranium. Which gave it a very shiny, yet distinctly dark color, which gave the impression that it was both a silver and a black color at the very same time. That silvery-black combination made it slightly irritating for none Eborian eyes to gave upon because most normal brains would try and force the hull to take on a standard feature.
Within these halls was a man. A single human man, would had until this point, who had been subject the various torture techniques ranging from starvation to psychological / telepathic intrusions. He was forced to see his loved ones, images ripped from his mind by force, stand around him calling him a failure, mocking him, and simply screaming. This was all in his head of course, he was blinded to the others in the room with him. His capture all standing and simply waiting for him to crack.
"This one had lasted far longer than the others... very strong willed indeed." mentioned on of the figures standing in the room
Another responded with a pronounced confidence.
"It only means he has something important to hide. For now he's far more scare of what would happen if he talked. However, his aura is shifting to a far more compliant state. He'll be ready to talk shortly."
He was right. No more than 10 minutes had passed before the man snapped. He began to thrash about, screaming incoherently and pulling at his restraints.
"STOP!!!STOP IT PLEASE!!!PLLLEEEAAASSSEEE!!!" he screamed more and more until finally the attacks ceased and he was left alone in his dark room with the figures standing just beyond the single ray of lights range for a full visual.
"Do you know why your here?" asked one of the figures as it paced about the room around the man.
The man was frantic but answered.
"NO! (heavy breathing) I dont know anything anymore! Why am I here?!? What did I do?!?"
The figure continued to pace.
"There will be no questions asked here besides our... all you must do is answer." the figure replied before asking his question.
"We know you are a worker aboard the Super-fortress 'Archons Hold'. The Headquarters of the Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces and defacto capital of the Imperial territories within the Milky Way Galaxy. your a janitor or atleast someone who is in charge of the sanitation systems on the station. We also know you are involved in numerous petty crimes such as thievery, possession of contraband, and illegal possession of a weapon without authorization on board a military orbital facility. You have a wife and three children- one son and two daughters, although even you have doubts about if your truly the last ones father and despite having access to discover the truth you have opted to remain ignorant and assume you are... If you cooperate with us today the worse you will have endured will have already passed and we share spare you further mental trauma. Fight us, and we will begin picking apart your life... first through revelations, after that people you love will begin to suffer as well. Can I trust you will answer all our questions honestly and quickly?"
The man began to cry. He had been through so much before this point, but the sudden and sharp questions and intimate knowledge of his life ensured those asking him questions where more than capable of making good on their threats.
"Fine! Ask me anything..." his words pushed through the sobbing.
The figure stepped forward into the light, his face was the first to emerge and that was all that was needed for the man to know who his captures where...
"Your... your Admiral Val' Toshie!" the man said with a gasp.
Val' Toshie only grinned letting his sharp canine teeth glimmer in the light. His glowing eyes darkened as his face squinted.
Indeed... and now that introductions are complete... we can really get down to business"
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//Xeinapolis System- Archons Hold Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces H.Q. Citadel Class Super-Fortress Station: Orbital Prence around planet Eviva- Quarters of Expeditionary Forces Captain Horrace Hinkly.
BEEP...BEEP...BEEP sounded the alarm clock, the natural enemy of Horrace and his free time.
"Dear merciful God!" he screamed as he shot up from his bed staring at the clocks face. "One of these days... (Speaking softly) I ...will...destroy...you"
BEEP...BEEP...BEEP the alarm clock continued in utter defiance.
BAM! a sounded ringed out as his hand smashed into the hardlight clock interface.
The sound coupled with his screaming was only just enough to make a small obviously female response from his twe'lik lover sharing the other side of his bed. Her slender, yet shapely form very visible from the silken sheets which covered his antique frame and aerogel bedding.
"Still talking to objects I see" she said as she rolled over letting a smile peer out from behind her half covered face. Her dark blue skin was only made more beautiful by the bright yellow eyes staring back at him. Horrace nodded with out responding.
"I'm taking a shower... I got duty today and the last thing I need to to show up to work smelling like sex and whiskey" light-heartedly commented Horrace as he looked back to her naked body now standing beside the bed in full stretch.
"And if you keep that up I wont be getting to work today... which would be even worse." he finished before turning and walking into the bathroom. In his bedroom his lover put on some cloths and turned on the holovision T.V. just in time for the news to begin. The sound of the news was just audible within the bathroom.
Today we welcome the Imperial 12th Fleet making itself at home in the upper docks. They arrived last night and are expected to be present for the remaining 2 week for station inspections and Expeditionary Fleet exercises in mock fleet on fleet battles. High Admiral Ekkart of the Expeditionary Forces Command had this to say about the arrival and the mock battle to come.
"I am most please to accept our Imperial Brothers and sisters to our wonderful station and I am looking forward to showing those same brothers our martial prowess in the mock battle. I along with my staff would also like to invite all those who are not on critical duties to attend a viewing of the battle on the Atrium deck for refreshments and a spectacular display of the power of the Expeditionary Fleet!"
In other news Station Security will be making inspection tours of all Station Quarters for the next 3 weeks after a report by the Internal Station Customs and Immigration Enforcement Department stopped a merchant ship that had been in possession of unauthorized weapons. Station Security has been tasked with ensuring none of these weapons have made their way on to the station. All personnel and civilians are asked to cooperate fully with Station security in this regard.
Also in the news...The station Child Development of Nurturing Center has a special surprise...
Horrace ignored the rest of the newscast. He once happy go luck expression had swiftly changed into a more sober and stern version. His mind was racing- Why was the 12th fleet here? Why wasn't he told they were coming? Who in the world proposed a mock battle?!? It was well know that Hyperhellsion ships outpaced Hellsion class ship almost everytime. This was troubling but this kind of thing was not unheard of, it was the timing. A mysterious merchant smuggler getting caught unloading contraband weapons, and now an unannounced Imperial Inspection? How/ why was the station staff so quite about all this... had they been taken off guard as well? Horrace closed his eyes and took a deep breathe- he needed to report this. Carefully he opened a small panel on the floor and took out a small round, disk like object with a tiny round crystal in the center. Horrace held it in front of his face and it began to scan his features. once the scan was complete a barely audible beep sounded and it began to hover in place. A holographic man then began to form before him with the disk sitting in the holograms chest.
"Identity confirmed- Agent Horrace... your not scheduled to make another report until the next month, has something happened?" asked the hologram
Horrace nodded. "Something has indeed. Recent events around the station, while at first seem small and unconnected may actually be part of something larger. Not to long after my last report a merchant ship was caught unloading illegal weapons onto the station and most of the weapons have not been found. Station security is now performing formal inspections and we now have an Imperial Fleet in dry dock at the station... it was unannounced. I'm not sure what the connection is yet but we just had an Imperial Fleet here almost 3 weeks ago. We shouldn't be due for another for another month. Something isn't right here. Make of a note of it in my files and submit it as soon as you can."
The hologram nodded and dissipated before slowly hovering back down to the floor. With a shallow sigh Horrace placed the disk back into the hollowed floor and replaced the panel and got ready for his shower, letting his rob hit the floor. As the water hit his face he tried to let his worry wash away with last night. The hot water felt so good running through his hair and down his back and chest. Then he felt someone else in the shower. Lifting his head and glancing back he saw his lovers naked blue body embracing him. He didn't have to see her though to know it was her though as he could smell the perfume she was always wearing. Turning around quickly he grabbed her arms and pinned her up against the shower walls attacking her neck, within moments they where intertwined once more.
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////Xeinapolis System- Archons Hold Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces H.Q. Citadel Class Super-Fortress Station: Orbital Prence around planet Eviva- Office of Reshemi Sen Ohrya
"Why wasn't my office informed of the Imperial Fleets transit ?!?" blasted Reshemi as she paced back and forth the length of her desk where numerous awards and commendations adorned the open space on top along with a holopic of her and her late husband who had died while serving in the Imperial Unified Forces against the Ventorie a small plaque sat beside it saying: Don't be expendable. If was her motto and the very words she used to as her units creed. After another 5 or so minutes of heated discussion Reshemi ended the conversation, waving her hand and dismissing the hardlight construct which represented her co-conversationalist. Her face visibly contorted from the anger he was experiencing.
"Why am I the last to know these things?" she murmured to herself before falling back into her chair, rubbing her eyes from frustration. The worst part was she knew she only had started her shift and the whole day was still waiting to break her down even more. Letting out a deep breathe she opened her eyes and looked at her schedule for the morning.
Meetings:
Admiral Jackohson: 0800 - 0900
-Subject: Vessel refit and testing
Sgt. Emerson: 0930 -0945
-Subject: Disciplinary - Sexual Harassment
Ssgt. Du'nah: 1000 - 1030
Subject: Re-assignment
Capt. Hinkly: 1100 - 1300
Subject: -REDACTED-
"Redacted...I didn't have that record altered...Then who?" she thought to herself but not before being cut off by the sound of the V.I. assistant making the announcement regarding the Admirals arrival.
Admiral Jackohson has arrived for the appointed meeting. Shall I see him in?
"No. Tell him I have been called from the office for an emergency and will reschedule as soon as possible." she replied as she brought up her display and ran through the records to find this Capt. Hinkly.
"Capt. Hinkly, Horrace... age 45... Transfered in from 13th Expeditionary Fleet after being assigned to GRF taskforce. No awards, no commendations, no disciplinary records... who are you?" swiping quickly she moved his service record to his neural implant and quickly formed up a warrant for a search of his quarters. She placed a call out to all Station security officers near that location to meet her there. thanks to her position the trip would be short as she used the stations Dime-jump portals making her appearance just outside the door of Horrace's quarters.
"Attention Capt. Horrace! This is Colonel Reshmei of the Station Security Forces you have been selected for an inspection. Please place your hands on the nearest wall and have all occupants in the rooms with you do the same! Failure to compile will result in the use of force!"