Bridger sets down a padd as he takes a cup of coffee and takes a small walk around the compound. Making sure to stay clear of any security areas. It’s not long till he finds a few other techs sitting in a small break room.
Tech: hey come have a seat.
Bridger walks over to the group sitting down.
Tech: so your the new guy we heard about.
Bridger: yep that’s me.
Tech: well let me give you a run down of the best ways to stay out of trouble. First don’t make Professor Song angry. She not only will or can reassign she has been known to kill people if you really make her mad.
Bridger: well I’ll be sure to stay clear and make her happy then.
Tech: the second one is J’ra. He oversees security here at this base and is very very strict. Follow his rules though and he isn’t to bad a guy for a sanghelli.
Bridger: well then sounds like it shouldn’t be to hard to stay out of trouble then.
Tech: exactly. Well we gotta get going shift is about to start again.
Bridger nods as the group gets up and heads to their assigned areas.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Orion Ship. Mila is lying down on the top bunk, Cassi on the bottom bunk, both silently simmering.*
Cassi: So, you tried escaping yet?
Mila: No. You?
Cassi: See the panel next to the head cubicle? PDN relay behind that. Managed to short it out and open the doors. I got about three corridors before I got trapped by forcefields. The punishment wasn't fun...
Mila: Worse than a broken leg?
Cassi: F*** you.
Mila: That's something you know all about, isn't it Cass?
Cassi: At least I'm not a stuck up b**** who thinks everyone else should be as boring and miserable as she is.
Mila: Oh, go f*** yourself!
*Mila swings down from the top bunk and pins Cassi down, the two grunting as they struggle a little.*
You had it so f***ing easy, Cass! You were the little kid Mum and Dad took in from the ruins! No one expected anything from you! I was the president's daughter! It was bad enough I was the only one out of me, James, and Casval not to inherit New-Type powers! Everyone expected me to be perfect! I had to have perfect grades, people gasped if I even tried to get into a sport I actually liked! When I turned 16, it was just expected that I'd join Starfleet with the rest of you! Nobody asked me what I wanted! You got everything!
*Cassi throws her off and they both stand off.*
Cassi *angry*: Is that why you hated me?!
*Cassi throws a right hook, which Mila blocks, followed by a palm strike, which hits home. She follows up with a kick to Mila's midsection which sends her against the wall.*
Mila *angry*: Why can't you get this through your f***ing skull?!
*Mila spears into Cassi, taking her all the way to the opposite wall before leaping into a flying knee strike into Cassi's chin and pinning her against the wall with an arm across her neck.*
I didn't hate you! We were sisters! You just p***ed me off!
Cassi *angry*: We weren't sisters!
*Cassi pushes against Mila until she's able to reverse their positions, grunting as she pulls Mila back slightly before slamming her back into the wall, followed by a brutal knee to the gut.*
I never knew my parents! Your family just took me in!
Mila *enraged*: JUST TOOK YOU IN?!
*Mila pushes against Cassi with all her strength and forces her down, locking a body scissors so tight Cassi's immediately squirming and groaning with pain. Mila pulls her fists up into a loose guard.*
We were raised together!
*She throws a vicious right to the face, Cassi's eyes shut from the pain of the body scissors, her arms pressed against Mila's thighs in a futile attempt to break free.*
Our parents gave you their love!
*She throws a left. Cassi now pulls her arms back to try and guard her face, a cut now open across her cheek.*
They raised you!
*Mila grabs one of Cassi's wrists and pulls it to the side, throwing another fist through the gap.*
We all loved you, Cass! And what did we get?!
*The beating intensifies with every line from here, Mila letting everything out.*
You bombed the ship!
You nearly killed Casval!
You put James in a coma!
And why?!
Because!
You!
Got!
Jealous?!
*Mila finishes venting, panting heavily as she releases the body scissors and shuffles her top mount forward, holding Cassi down by one shoulder and pulling her free fist back.*
Mila *angry*: Sala didn't do anything, Sis! James didn't do anything with her!
*She punches Cassi again, but this time it's only a jab.*
Was it worth it?! Was it?!
*Cassi's almost unconscious, her face bruised and cut to hell. Mila growls and goes for another punch, but stops at the peak of the charge. She closes her eyes and breathes. She doesn't want Cassi dead. She's had enough. Mila stands up and looks down at Cassi, Cassi's chest rising and falling slowly as a medical team come in.
It was obvious that the Orions only put Mila and Cassi in the same room to see them fight, and that their brawl is going to be all over that night's Pit transmission. Mila watches as the medics take Cassi away, looking a little concerned through the anger and resentment. She let herself lose control. But part of her feels good for having had it out with Cassi so personally.*
Strauss: yes colonel please have a seat. I take it you read the briefing I sent to you about the restarting of the gateway program.
Flynn: I did sir.
Strauss: then you should know I’m putting you in command of its operation. It’s main base will be here on New Reach but will have small bases on every planet that we will oversee. You will be in charge of the program.
Flynn: yes sir. Thank you sir.
Strauss: oh don’t thank me just yet. I’ve read your record. It’s good. Very good. This is something that you will not have had like anything before. You sure you up for it?
Flynn: yes sir.
Strauss: very well. Take some time to get people you want in place. The program starts up again in three days. Make sure your ready.
Flynn stands up and salutes as he gets ready to leave.
Flynn: aye sir.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Bridger is watching some feeds on his terminal as he types a few things on his padd. He was slightly paying attention as he worked. As he thought on deciding what to do next. He was inside but he still knew very little of what was going on. He had to decide when and how to risk being seen to learn and get that info back to RNI
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*That night, The Pit. Mila is escorted in, hearing herself be announced by J'sani while her opponent waits in the centre of the arena. Mila walks forward and soon recognises her opponent as the Orion medic who processed her a few days ago. The medic smirks at her as they square up to each other.*
Medic: How's the shoulder?
Mila: You know, it's a good thing you're a medic. It means you'll be able to patch yourself up after I kick your TRIBBLE.
Medic: In your dreams. After I put you to sleep again.
Mila: You wanna fight, sweetheart? Fight.
*The medic smiles at her before locking up, Mila matching in time to keep from going down. They quickly twist side-on to each other, grappling for an advantage as they try to lock side headlocks and take each other down, grunting. After a moment, the medic twists back face-to-face with Mila and knees her in the abdomen. Mila tightens her grip to hold herself up and throws her own knee, hitting the medic harder and sending her back.
The medic falls back, catching herself on her hands and knees as Mila circles her. Once she's back on her feet, Mila jumps up and throws a downwards right hook before she gets her guard up, sending her staggering back. Mila follows up with a middle kick, the medic catching it and yanking Mila forward into a straight kick to the face, Mila just twisting to avoid and grabbing the leg, folding it behind the medic's back and locking an arm around the medic's neck. The medic strains for a moment before breaking free and twisting to face Mila, quickly forcing forward and bowling Mila down to the ground.
Mila immediately counters, rolling on top as the medic puts her in a body scissors, Mila letting out a pained groan.*
Medic *straining*: Hope you weren't using your ribs, sweetheart!
*Mila let's out a short cry of pain as the medic tightens her scissors into a vice on Mila's bottom ribs. But by focusing on Mila's ribs, Mila is able to flex her abdomenal muscles and legs and rolls onto her back, escaping the scissors.
Both fighters scramble, Mila grunting in anger as she swings her leg around and kicks the medic in the shoulder (aimed at the head) forcing her back down before mounting her back and locking her arm behind her back, locking her legs around the medic's to keep them immobile, the medic crying out in pain.*
OOC: If you want to have Johanna watch the transmission, I feel like Dani would have authorised it.
OoC: Sorry I missed the part about the transmission.
*Johanna places back and forth wishing she could intervene as she watches the fight but she knows it's already over. She's hoping that she'll get her chance to do something soon.*
OoC: Also, Serah wasn't going down with her, she was going to do something else while the hologram was down
OoC: Sorry I missed the part about the transmission.
*Johanna places back and forth wishing she could intervene as she watches the fight but she knows it's already over. She's hoping that she'll get her chance to do something soon.*
OoC: Also, Serah wasn't going down with her, she was going to do something else while the hologram was down
OOC: Fixed.
*The medic breaks out of the hold and tries to pin Mila, who kicks her off and rolls to her feet, the two circling as they catch their breath.*
*Orion Ship. Mila rushes the medic, who blocks an opening combo of jabs before knocking her back with a push kick, Mila returning with a back spin hook kick, hooking it around the medic's guard and knocking her around. The medic answers back with a flying knee, Mila staggering back. Mila gets her guard back up just in time to block a straight kick to the face, taking a punch to the gut before firing a palm strike into the medic's jaw. The medic grabs Mila's arm before Mila can bring it back and throws her down into an armbar on the ground, Mila grunting in pain before rolling out and trying to put the medic in a face down rear naked choke.*
Medic *grunting*: You're a lot tougher than you were the other day...
Mila *grunting*: That's because I was drunk...
*The medic bucks her off and scrambles on top, trying to punch Mila in the face while Mila blocks with her guard. Mila tries to lock a close guard and roll on top, the medic pulling them up to their knees mid-roll and slamming Mila against the wall. Neither of them had really noticed how far their fight had taken them from the centre of the Pit. The medic throws a couple of jabs into Mila's gut, Mila replying with a hook to the face which the medic catches before barring her arm across Mila's collar, the two grunting as they push against each other.
Meanwhile, R.S.S. Columbia. The ship has been holding near one of J'sani's relay stations - being used to bounce the signals to the relay freighters for The Pit transmissions.*
Ops: Captain, we've managed to lock onto the source of the transmission! Definitely this time!
Dani: Alright, Action Stations! Fold-jump when ready, helm! Let's go get her!
*The Action Stations klaxon sounds throughout the ship.*
Halsey is working on her terminal as she receives a message from UNSC on it. She takes a moment to read before putting it down.
Halsey: why is it people can’t understand I can’t be everywhere at one.
Echo walks up to her
Echo: something wrong doctor.
Halsey: besides the fact that people think I can be two places at once no. I’ve been recalled to Fleetcomm. I am suppose to be back in a few days.
Echo: I see. What about your research here if I may ask.
Halsey: I’ll hand it over to guilty tangent and Dr. Anders she is quite capable in this field. Second only to myself. If something is buried here she will be able to find what secrets are here. I’ll continue to research as well with what I have recorded.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Orion Ship. The two have broken out of their grapple and are now embroiled in a standing brawl, throwing strikes at each other, occasionally catching the other's strike and throwing them clear. After one such exchange, the two circle, panting heavily through their diaphragms in an attempt to keep going. They're both heavily bruised and wearing a few cuts from the odd heavy strike that connected, but mostly the fight's coming down to just raw stamina. Even standing is proving a challenge for them - increasingly as their adrenaline drops while they face off.*
Mila *exhausted, thinking*: I've gotta wrap this up...
Medic *exhausted, angry*: Ready to finish this, targ?!
Mila *exhausted, angry*: Bring it, b****!
*The medic rushes Mila, successfully hitting Mila with a middle kick to the left side, causing Mila's left leg to collapse. She then throws a right spin kick for Mila's head, Mila catching her ankle before sweeping her left leg to take the medic down, quickly rolling her onto her front and locking a half Boston crab, the two straining in pain in the lock. After a moment, the medic manages to roll out and kick Mila in the thigh, Mila letting out a short cry of pain before pulling her into a kneebar, the medic now howling as Mila applies as much force as she can.*
Mila *pained, angry*: Give up already!
Medic *angry, pained howl*: F*** you!
*After a moment, the medic starts kicking Mila's legs, trying to target the back of Mila's knee to break the lock. After a few kicks, she's able to pull her leg free and starts to scramble away. Mila nurses her knee for a moment before pouncing after her, the two rolling for a moment before Mila pins her down in a body scissors, clamping down on the medic's bruised abdomen. The medic cries out in pain and tries to buck Mila off, but can't get enough strength to her legs through the scissors.*
Mila *angry, growling*: Works better than targeting the ribs, huh?!
*Mila can't keep the scissors locked in a vice for long, and the medic uses the opportunity to try and scramble out, Mila scrambling after her and locking a rear naked choke. The medic struggles hard, preventing Mila locking a body scissors but Mila keeps her wrapped up and after a moment has her weakened to the point where it only takes locking a body scissors around the diaphragm to finally force the medic to pass out.
Mila rolls her off and just pants on her back, her vision blurring as she hears an alarm start blaring.
R.S.S. Columbia. The ship pursues an Orion cruiser at full impulse, ZPBs and disruptors flashing back and forth. On the bridge...*
Weston: They're going to warp.
Dani: Stay with them, helm! Tactical, Phased Quantum torpedoes! Target their engines!
Weston: Captain, the cargo holds are in close proximity to their primary warp conduits. If the torpedo goes off-target...
*Dani's knuckles go white as she grits her teeth, before exhaling quietly.*
Dani: Okay... Suggestions?
Weston: I can fire a spread of torpedoes directly ahead of them. It should blind their sensors and force them back to impulse.
Dani: Do it.
*Weston taps a few controls, and the panel beeps to confirm the torpedo launches.*
Weston: Torpedoes away.
*The cruiser drops to impulse, the Columbia following ahead, before coming about and quickly pummelling the cruisers shields down with ZPC fire.*
Dani: Orion Cruiser, this is the R.S.S. Columbia! Your shields are down and I have a full complement of Phased Quantum torpedoes plus four Zero Point Cannons with your name on them! Surrender and prepare to be boarded!
Ops: No response.
Dani: Alright, have it your way.
*Dani turns to Weston.*
Any human life signs?
Weston: 12. All concentrated near the cargo bays along with at least 30 other non-Orion life signs.
Dani: Disable their weapons and engines, but use phasers only around the cargo holds. Prepare boarding parties as we planned.
Weston: Aye, Captain.
*Johanna gets the call to report to transporter room 3.*
Flynn is in his new office looking over the proposed set up for the facilities at all the gateway institutions.
Flynn: alright I think this will work. If we make them all identical but also have the ability to be modular that should let us change if we need to later on. I like that.
His new AI assistant pops up on the table near his terminal
Yule: very well sir should I put in the requisition to get started?
Flynn: yes please do. The sooner we can get these started the better. How long should it take to commission and complete?
Yule: overall I estimate 5 days of everything goes smoothly.
Flynn: very good. That will work. Alright let’s get things rolling.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Serah keeps the hold going, doing her hardest to make it submit, growing a little as her powers trigger and she grows stronger unintentionally*
***
*Johanna gets ready, but gets an extra hypo filled with something special just in case and hurries to transporter room 3 as fast as she can*
*The hologram howls in pain and quickly taps out.
R.S.S. Columbia. After a few minutes, boarding parties start beaming onto the Orion cruiser. Johanna's team find themselves in the holding area near The Pit, where a power outage caused by the battle has resulted in a breakout, with Orion crewmen attempting to subdue the escapees. Johanna can make out a blonde human roughly Cassi's height and build slipping away in the chaos, but she can attempt to cut her off.*
*Serah keeps the hold going, doing her hardest to make it submit, growing a little as her powers trigger and she grows stronger unintentionally*
***
*Johanna gets ready, but gets an extra hypo filled with something special just in case and hurries to transporter room 3 as fast as she can*
*The hologram howls in pain and quickly taps out.
R.S.S. Columbia. After a few minutes, boarding parties start beaming onto the Orion cruiser. Johanna's team find themselves in the holding area near The Pit, where a power outage caused by the battle has resulted in a breakout, with Orion crewmen attempting to subdue the escapees. Johanna can make out a blonde human roughly Cassi's height and build slipping away in the chaos, but she can attempt to cut her off.*
*Johanna moves to catch Cassi, wanting to make sure she doesn't get to escape before Dani or Mila can deal with her, Johnna dextrously dodging the crowd*
***
*Serah lets go of it and lays down, panting heavily*
*Serah keeps the hold going, doing her hardest to make it submit, growing a little as her powers trigger and she grows stronger unintentionally*
***
*Johanna gets ready, but gets an extra hypo filled with something special just in case and hurries to transporter room 3 as fast as she can*
*The hologram howls in pain and quickly taps out.
R.S.S. Columbia. After a few minutes, boarding parties start beaming onto the Orion cruiser. Johanna's team find themselves in the holding area near The Pit, where a power outage caused by the battle has resulted in a breakout, with Orion crewmen attempting to subdue the escapees. Johanna can make out a blonde human roughly Cassi's height and build slipping away in the chaos, but she can attempt to cut her off.*
*Johanna moves to catch Cassi, wanting to make sure she doesn't get to escape before Dani or Mila can deal with her, Johnna dextrously dodging the crowd*
***
*Serah lets go of it and lays down, panting heavily*
*Cassi gives her the slip, but Johanna finds herself speared into a wall by an Orion woman wearing the Pit gear: Naia.
Tora Ziyal. Karen rushes over as the hologram disappears.*
Castle base ONI main HQ in UNSC space. Located in a sparsely populated area on the planet. It is equipped with its own power supply and training camps as well as a small hangar bay and its own compliment of troops and research and development labs in essence its a small self contained city.
Col.Holland walks to the door as he chimes it. Waiting for the green light before he walks in. A moment later he does so.
Holland: you wanted to see me General.
Gree sets down his padd as he takes a seat at his desk.
Gree: yes I did colonel. As you know Halsey will be arriving in a few days to begin working on her new generation of Spartans and slipspace drives for UNSC ships. I want you to make sure her needs are met while she is here.
Holland: yes sir. So I’m going to be watching her and giving her what she wants?
Gree: exactly. Halsey is working with ONI but we need to make sure everything is done correctly. She is still a civilian so protect her and keep her out of trouble. I’m sure you already know this project is secret and needs to stay that way.
Holland: yes sir of course.
Gree: good. She will be arriving on the Potash and the Gak both frigates will remain above base in low orbit till she is down to provide added security.
Holland: two Virgo class assault frigates should definitely send a clear message sir.
Gree: that’s the plan colonel
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
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Tech: hey come have a seat.
Bridger walks over to the group sitting down.
Tech: so your the new guy we heard about.
Bridger: yep that’s me.
Tech: well let me give you a run down of the best ways to stay out of trouble. First don’t make Professor Song angry. She not only will or can reassign she has been known to kill people if you really make her mad.
Bridger: well I’ll be sure to stay clear and make her happy then.
Tech: the second one is J’ra. He oversees security here at this base and is very very strict. Follow his rules though and he isn’t to bad a guy for a sanghelli.
Bridger: well then sounds like it shouldn’t be to hard to stay out of trouble then.
Tech: exactly. Well we gotta get going shift is about to start again.
Bridger nods as the group gets up and heads to their assigned areas.
*The hologram struggles against her, trying to roll on top.*
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*It manages to but Serah starts elbowing her and trying to kick out*
*She succeeds, the hologram backing off.*
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Cassi: So, you tried escaping yet?
Mila: No. You?
Cassi: See the panel next to the head cubicle? PDN relay behind that. Managed to short it out and open the doors. I got about three corridors before I got trapped by forcefields. The punishment wasn't fun...
Mila: Worse than a broken leg?
Cassi: F*** you.
Mila: That's something you know all about, isn't it Cass?
Cassi: At least I'm not a stuck up b**** who thinks everyone else should be as boring and miserable as she is.
Mila: Oh, go f*** yourself!
*Mila swings down from the top bunk and pins Cassi down, the two grunting as they struggle a little.*
You had it so f***ing easy, Cass! You were the little kid Mum and Dad took in from the ruins! No one expected anything from you! I was the president's daughter! It was bad enough I was the only one out of me, James, and Casval not to inherit New-Type powers! Everyone expected me to be perfect! I had to have perfect grades, people gasped if I even tried to get into a sport I actually liked! When I turned 16, it was just expected that I'd join Starfleet with the rest of you! Nobody asked me what I wanted! You got everything!
*Cassi throws her off and they both stand off.*
Cassi *angry*: Is that why you hated me?!
*Cassi throws a right hook, which Mila blocks, followed by a palm strike, which hits home. She follows up with a kick to Mila's midsection which sends her against the wall.*
Mila *angry*: Why can't you get this through your f***ing skull?!
*Mila spears into Cassi, taking her all the way to the opposite wall before leaping into a flying knee strike into Cassi's chin and pinning her against the wall with an arm across her neck.*
I didn't hate you! We were sisters! You just p***ed me off!
Cassi *angry*: We weren't sisters!
*Cassi pushes against Mila until she's able to reverse their positions, grunting as she pulls Mila back slightly before slamming her back into the wall, followed by a brutal knee to the gut.*
I never knew my parents! Your family just took me in!
Mila *enraged*: JUST TOOK YOU IN?!
*Mila pushes against Cassi with all her strength and forces her down, locking a body scissors so tight Cassi's immediately squirming and groaning with pain. Mila pulls her fists up into a loose guard.*
We were raised together!
*She throws a vicious right to the face, Cassi's eyes shut from the pain of the body scissors, her arms pressed against Mila's thighs in a futile attempt to break free.*
Our parents gave you their love!
*She throws a left. Cassi now pulls her arms back to try and guard her face, a cut now open across her cheek.*
They raised you!
*Mila grabs one of Cassi's wrists and pulls it to the side, throwing another fist through the gap.*
We all loved you, Cass! And what did we get?!
*The beating intensifies with every line from here, Mila letting everything out.*
You bombed the ship!
You nearly killed Casval!
You put James in a coma!
And why?!
Because!
You!
Got!
Jealous?!
*Mila finishes venting, panting heavily as she releases the body scissors and shuffles her top mount forward, holding Cassi down by one shoulder and pulling her free fist back.*
Mila *angry*: Sala didn't do anything, Sis! James didn't do anything with her!
*She punches Cassi again, but this time it's only a jab.*
Was it worth it?! Was it?!
*Cassi's almost unconscious, her face bruised and cut to hell. Mila growls and goes for another punch, but stops at the peak of the charge. She closes her eyes and breathes. She doesn't want Cassi dead. She's had enough. Mila stands up and looks down at Cassi, Cassi's chest rising and falling slowly as a medical team come in.
It was obvious that the Orions only put Mila and Cassi in the same room to see them fight, and that their brawl is going to be all over that night's Pit transmission. Mila watches as the medics take Cassi away, looking a little concerned through the anger and resentment. She let herself lose control. But part of her feels good for having had it out with Cassi so personally.*
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Strauss: enter
As the door opens Flynn walks in.
Flynn: sir you asked to see me?
Strauss: yes colonel please have a seat. I take it you read the briefing I sent to you about the restarting of the gateway program.
Flynn: I did sir.
Strauss: then you should know I’m putting you in command of its operation. It’s main base will be here on New Reach but will have small bases on every planet that we will oversee. You will be in charge of the program.
Flynn: yes sir. Thank you sir.
Strauss: oh don’t thank me just yet. I’ve read your record. It’s good. Very good. This is something that you will not have had like anything before. You sure you up for it?
Flynn: yes sir.
Strauss: very well. Take some time to get people you want in place. The program starts up again in three days. Make sure your ready.
Flynn stands up and salutes as he gets ready to leave.
Flynn: aye sir.
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*Serah rushes at her trying to bowl her over with a tackle*
OoC: I think its great.
*She succeeds.*
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Medic: How's the shoulder?
Mila: You know, it's a good thing you're a medic. It means you'll be able to patch yourself up after I kick your TRIBBLE.
Medic: In your dreams. After I put you to sleep again.
Mila: You wanna fight, sweetheart? Fight.
*The medic smiles at her before locking up, Mila matching in time to keep from going down. They quickly twist side-on to each other, grappling for an advantage as they try to lock side headlocks and take each other down, grunting. After a moment, the medic twists back face-to-face with Mila and knees her in the abdomen. Mila tightens her grip to hold herself up and throws her own knee, hitting the medic harder and sending her back.
The medic falls back, catching herself on her hands and knees as Mila circles her. Once she's back on her feet, Mila jumps up and throws a downwards right hook before she gets her guard up, sending her staggering back. Mila follows up with a middle kick, the medic catching it and yanking Mila forward into a straight kick to the face, Mila just twisting to avoid and grabbing the leg, folding it behind the medic's back and locking an arm around the medic's neck. The medic strains for a moment before breaking free and twisting to face Mila, quickly forcing forward and bowling Mila down to the ground.
Mila immediately counters, rolling on top as the medic puts her in a body scissors, Mila letting out a pained groan.*
Medic *straining*: Hope you weren't using your ribs, sweetheart!
*Mila let's out a short cry of pain as the medic tightens her scissors into a vice on Mila's bottom ribs. But by focusing on Mila's ribs, Mila is able to flex her abdomenal muscles and legs and rolls onto her back, escaping the scissors.
Both fighters scramble, Mila grunting in anger as she swings her leg around and kicks the medic in the shoulder (aimed at the head) forcing her back down before mounting her back and locking her arm behind her back, locking her legs around the medic's to keep them immobile, the medic crying out in pain.*
OOC: If you want to have Johanna watch the transmission, I feel like Dani would have authorised it.
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*Johanna places back and forth wishing she could intervene as she watches the fight but she knows it's already over. She's hoping that she'll get her chance to do something soon.*
OoC: Also, Serah wasn't going down with her, she was going to do something else while the hologram was down
OOC: Fixed.
*The medic breaks out of the hold and tries to pin Mila, who kicks her off and rolls to her feet, the two circling as they catch their breath.*
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*It lands home, Karen wincing as the hologram coughs and splutters.*
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Bridger is in his lab as he is also watching his padd and the fight as he works. Trying to decide what action to take next.
*Serah moves to pin it, trying to get it in an armbar*
*She succeeds, the hologram struggling in pain.*
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Medic *grunting*: You're a lot tougher than you were the other day...
Mila *grunting*: That's because I was drunk...
*The medic bucks her off and scrambles on top, trying to punch Mila in the face while Mila blocks with her guard. Mila tries to lock a close guard and roll on top, the medic pulling them up to their knees mid-roll and slamming Mila against the wall. Neither of them had really noticed how far their fight had taken them from the centre of the Pit. The medic throws a couple of jabs into Mila's gut, Mila replying with a hook to the face which the medic catches before barring her arm across Mila's collar, the two grunting as they push against each other.
Meanwhile, R.S.S. Columbia. The ship has been holding near one of J'sani's relay stations - being used to bounce the signals to the relay freighters for The Pit transmissions.*
Ops: Captain, we've managed to lock onto the source of the transmission! Definitely this time!
Dani: Alright, Action Stations! Fold-jump when ready, helm! Let's go get her!
*The Action Stations klaxon sounds throughout the ship.*
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Halsey: why is it people can’t understand I can’t be everywhere at one.
Echo walks up to her
Echo: something wrong doctor.
Halsey: besides the fact that people think I can be two places at once no. I’ve been recalled to Fleetcomm. I am suppose to be back in a few days.
Echo: I see. What about your research here if I may ask.
Halsey: I’ll hand it over to guilty tangent and Dr. Anders she is quite capable in this field. Second only to myself. If something is buried here she will be able to find what secrets are here. I’ll continue to research as well with what I have recorded.
Mila *exhausted, thinking*: I've gotta wrap this up...
Medic *exhausted, angry*: Ready to finish this, targ?!
Mila *exhausted, angry*: Bring it, b****!
*The medic rushes Mila, successfully hitting Mila with a middle kick to the left side, causing Mila's left leg to collapse. She then throws a right spin kick for Mila's head, Mila catching her ankle before sweeping her left leg to take the medic down, quickly rolling her onto her front and locking a half Boston crab, the two straining in pain in the lock. After a moment, the medic manages to roll out and kick Mila in the thigh, Mila letting out a short cry of pain before pulling her into a kneebar, the medic now howling as Mila applies as much force as she can.*
Mila *pained, angry*: Give up already!
Medic *angry, pained howl*: F*** you!
*After a moment, the medic starts kicking Mila's legs, trying to target the back of Mila's knee to break the lock. After a few kicks, she's able to pull her leg free and starts to scramble away. Mila nurses her knee for a moment before pouncing after her, the two rolling for a moment before Mila pins her down in a body scissors, clamping down on the medic's bruised abdomen. The medic cries out in pain and tries to buck Mila off, but can't get enough strength to her legs through the scissors.*
Mila *angry, growling*: Works better than targeting the ribs, huh?!
*Mila can't keep the scissors locked in a vice for long, and the medic uses the opportunity to try and scramble out, Mila scrambling after her and locking a rear naked choke. The medic struggles hard, preventing Mila locking a body scissors but Mila keeps her wrapped up and after a moment has her weakened to the point where it only takes locking a body scissors around the diaphragm to finally force the medic to pass out.
Mila rolls her off and just pants on her back, her vision blurring as she hears an alarm start blaring.
R.S.S. Columbia. The ship pursues an Orion cruiser at full impulse, ZPBs and disruptors flashing back and forth. On the bridge...*
Weston: They're going to warp.
Dani: Stay with them, helm! Tactical, Phased Quantum torpedoes! Target their engines!
Weston: Captain, the cargo holds are in close proximity to their primary warp conduits. If the torpedo goes off-target...
*Dani's knuckles go white as she grits her teeth, before exhaling quietly.*
Dani: Okay... Suggestions?
Weston: I can fire a spread of torpedoes directly ahead of them. It should blind their sensors and force them back to impulse.
Dani: Do it.
*Weston taps a few controls, and the panel beeps to confirm the torpedo launches.*
Weston: Torpedoes away.
*The cruiser drops to impulse, the Columbia following ahead, before coming about and quickly pummelling the cruisers shields down with ZPC fire.*
Dani: Orion Cruiser, this is the R.S.S. Columbia! Your shields are down and I have a full complement of Phased Quantum torpedoes plus four Zero Point Cannons with your name on them! Surrender and prepare to be boarded!
Ops: No response.
Dani: Alright, have it your way.
*Dani turns to Weston.*
Any human life signs?
Weston: 12. All concentrated near the cargo bays along with at least 30 other non-Orion life signs.
Dani: Disable their weapons and engines, but use phasers only around the cargo holds. Prepare boarding parties as we planned.
Weston: Aye, Captain.
*Johanna gets the call to report to transporter room 3.*
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*Johanna gets ready, but gets an extra hypo filled with something special just in case and hurries to transporter room 3 as fast as she can*
Flynn: alright I think this will work. If we make them all identical but also have the ability to be modular that should let us change if we need to later on. I like that.
His new AI assistant pops up on the table near his terminal
Yule: very well sir should I put in the requisition to get started?
Flynn: yes please do. The sooner we can get these started the better. How long should it take to commission and complete?
Yule: overall I estimate 5 days of everything goes smoothly.
Flynn: very good. That will work. Alright let’s get things rolling.
*The hologram howls in pain and quickly taps out.
R.S.S. Columbia. After a few minutes, boarding parties start beaming onto the Orion cruiser. Johanna's team find themselves in the holding area near The Pit, where a power outage caused by the battle has resulted in a breakout, with Orion crewmen attempting to subdue the escapees. Johanna can make out a blonde human roughly Cassi's height and build slipping away in the chaos, but she can attempt to cut her off.*
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*Johanna moves to catch Cassi, wanting to make sure she doesn't get to escape before Dani or Mila can deal with her, Johnna dextrously dodging the crowd*
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*Serah lets go of it and lays down, panting heavily*
*Cassi gives her the slip, but Johanna finds herself speared into a wall by an Orion woman wearing the Pit gear: Naia.
Tora Ziyal. Karen rushes over as the hologram disappears.*
Karen: You okay?
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ONI Castle base
Castle base ONI main HQ in UNSC space. Located in a sparsely populated area on the planet. It is equipped with its own power supply and training camps as well as a small hangar bay and its own compliment of troops and research and development labs in essence its a small self contained city.
Col.Holland walks to the door as he chimes it. Waiting for the green light before he walks in. A moment later he does so.
Holland: you wanted to see me General.
Gree sets down his padd as he takes a seat at his desk.
Gree: yes I did colonel. As you know Halsey will be arriving in a few days to begin working on her new generation of Spartans and slipspace drives for UNSC ships. I want you to make sure her needs are met while she is here.
Holland: yes sir. So I’m going to be watching her and giving her what she wants?
Gree: exactly. Halsey is working with ONI but we need to make sure everything is done correctly. She is still a civilian so protect her and keep her out of trouble. I’m sure you already know this project is secret and needs to stay that way.
Holland: yes sir of course.
Gree: good. She will be arriving on the Potash and the Gak both frigates will remain above base in low orbit till she is down to provide added security.
Holland: two Virgo class assault frigates should definitely send a clear message sir.
Gree: that’s the plan colonel