Lang is in her office as she sets down a padd and takes a look out the window as the sun starts going down and she can see a light snow starting to fall.
Lang: alright let’s call it a night we can get back to this in the morning.
Aide: yes ma’am. Do you need anything else from me then.
Lang: no go home and relax some. The next few days should be pretty busy.
Aide: thank you ma’am.
As the aide leaves Lang gets her jacket as she looks at her guard.
Lang: alright let’s get something to eat then I want to take a hot shower and go to sleep.
As they leave her office they head outside where they stop at a small restaurant where the worker already has her order ready as she picks it up and takes it home with her. Once at the presidential residence she goes to sit and eat and try’s to relax some.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Johanna stands nearby, watching the two Duke it out. She starts to move to charge Cassi but then stops herself, sighing and thinking she might regret this but she feels like Mila probably needs to personally beat Cassi so she hangs back to wait and see who is going to win*
*Mila notices Johanna behind her, before centring herself and lunging at Cassi with a right hook, Cassi dodging and hitting Mila in the cheek with a left jab. She then ducks under a left hook from Mila, who swerves back from an uppercut. Mila throws another jab at Cassi, who blocks it with her arm and tries to hit Mila with an elbow, Mila catching it. The two push off each other and guard, panting.*
Cassi *panting*: C'mon Mila...you can't keep this up...
Mila *panting*: I can keep it up longer than you...
Cassi *panting*: You're hurt more than I am...and I'm stronger...*she smirks a little.*
Mila *panting*: Bring it...
OoC: Sorry I typed up a response but it never posted.
*Johanna stands ready in case someone else tries to interrupt them or if Mila starts to lose too much*
*Mila and Cassi start exchanging strikes again, quickly becoming locked in a fierce grapple. After struggling for a few moments, Cassi manages to twist behind Mila and lock a hold around her abdomen, Mila grunting in pain. Mila quickly replies with a sharp elbow to Cassi's side, forcing her to let go. Cassi tries to pull Mila into a knee strike as Mila turns to face her, Mila catching it taking Cassi down before placing her in a kneebar, Cassi letting out short cries of pain.*
Mila *angry, struggling*: I thought you said you were stronger, Cassi?!
Cassi *pained, angry*: Argh! B****!
*Cassi kicks Mila in the back of the thigh to break the kneebar and scrambles into a top mount, throwing a few jabs into Mila's face before catches one and tries to roll on top, Cassi forcing the roll through a full 360 to keep the advantage, both girls grunting and growling with anger as they battle it out.*
Cassi *angry, struggling*: Let's see how you like this, 'sis'!
*Cassi locks a body scissors on Mila's already-battered abdomen, focusing on the upper abdomen and lower ribs, where she knows Mila's already hurt from her fight in The Pit. Mila howls out in pain and starts thrashing her legs to try and get out, but she's weakening fast.*
*Johanna can't stand by seeing Mila in pain like that and she rushes in throwing a punch at Cassi while she is distracted*
*Johanna stands nearby, watching the two Duke it out. She starts to move to charge Cassi but then stops herself, sighing and thinking she might regret this but she feels like Mila probably needs to personally beat Cassi so she hangs back to wait and see who is going to win*
*Mila notices Johanna behind her, before centring herself and lunging at Cassi with a right hook, Cassi dodging and hitting Mila in the cheek with a left jab. She then ducks under a left hook from Mila, who swerves back from an uppercut. Mila throws another jab at Cassi, who blocks it with her arm and tries to hit Mila with an elbow, Mila catching it. The two push off each other and guard, panting.*
Cassi *panting*: C'mon Mila...you can't keep this up...
Mila *panting*: I can keep it up longer than you...
Cassi *panting*: You're hurt more than I am...and I'm stronger...*she smirks a little.*
Mila *panting*: Bring it...
OoC: Sorry I typed up a response but it never posted.
*Johanna stands ready in case someone else tries to interrupt them or if Mila starts to lose too much*
*Mila and Cassi start exchanging strikes again, quickly becoming locked in a fierce grapple. After struggling for a few moments, Cassi manages to twist behind Mila and lock a hold around her abdomen, Mila grunting in pain. Mila quickly replies with a sharp elbow to Cassi's side, forcing her to let go. Cassi tries to pull Mila into a knee strike as Mila turns to face her, Mila catching it taking Cassi down before placing her in a kneebar, Cassi letting out short cries of pain.*
Mila *angry, struggling*: I thought you said you were stronger, Cassi?!
Cassi *pained, angry*: Argh! B****!
*Cassi kicks Mila in the back of the thigh to break the kneebar and scrambles into a top mount, throwing a few jabs into Mila's face before catches one and tries to roll on top, Cassi forcing the roll through a full 360 to keep the advantage, both girls grunting and growling with anger as they battle it out.*
Cassi *angry, struggling*: Let's see how you like this, 'sis'!
*Cassi locks a body scissors on Mila's already-battered abdomen, focusing on the upper abdomen and lower ribs, where she knows Mila's already hurt from her fight in The Pit. Mila howls out in pain and starts thrashing her legs to try and get out, but she's weakening fast.*
*Johanna can't stand by seeing Mila in pain like that and she rushes in throwing a punch at Cassi while she is distracted*
*The punch, unsurprisingly, connects, knocking Cassi off. Cassi rolls away and spits out a mouthful of blood, before trying to run. Mila tries to pick herself up and go after her but her knees give out and she falls onto her hands and knees, heaving in pain and exhaustion as sweat drips off her forehead.*
*Johanna stands nearby, watching the two Duke it out. She starts to move to charge Cassi but then stops herself, sighing and thinking she might regret this but she feels like Mila probably needs to personally beat Cassi so she hangs back to wait and see who is going to win*
*Mila notices Johanna behind her, before centring herself and lunging at Cassi with a right hook, Cassi dodging and hitting Mila in the cheek with a left jab. She then ducks under a left hook from Mila, who swerves back from an uppercut. Mila throws another jab at Cassi, who blocks it with her arm and tries to hit Mila with an elbow, Mila catching it. The two push off each other and guard, panting.*
Cassi *panting*: C'mon Mila...you can't keep this up...
Mila *panting*: I can keep it up longer than you...
Cassi *panting*: You're hurt more than I am...and I'm stronger...*she smirks a little.*
Mila *panting*: Bring it...
OoC: Sorry I typed up a response but it never posted.
*Johanna stands ready in case someone else tries to interrupt them or if Mila starts to lose too much*
*Mila and Cassi start exchanging strikes again, quickly becoming locked in a fierce grapple. After struggling for a few moments, Cassi manages to twist behind Mila and lock a hold around her abdomen, Mila grunting in pain. Mila quickly replies with a sharp elbow to Cassi's side, forcing her to let go. Cassi tries to pull Mila into a knee strike as Mila turns to face her, Mila catching it taking Cassi down before placing her in a kneebar, Cassi letting out short cries of pain.*
Mila *angry, struggling*: I thought you said you were stronger, Cassi?!
Cassi *pained, angry*: Argh! B****!
*Cassi kicks Mila in the back of the thigh to break the kneebar and scrambles into a top mount, throwing a few jabs into Mila's face before catches one and tries to roll on top, Cassi forcing the roll through a full 360 to keep the advantage, both girls grunting and growling with anger as they battle it out.*
Cassi *angry, struggling*: Let's see how you like this, 'sis'!
*Cassi locks a body scissors on Mila's already-battered abdomen, focusing on the upper abdomen and lower ribs, where she knows Mila's already hurt from her fight in The Pit. Mila howls out in pain and starts thrashing her legs to try and get out, but she's weakening fast.*
*Johanna can't stand by seeing Mila in pain like that and she rushes in throwing a punch at Cassi while she is distracted*
*The punch, unsurprisingly, connects, knocking Cassi off. Cassi rolls away and spits out a mouthful of blood, before trying to run. Mila tries to pick herself up and go after her but her knees give out and she falls onto her hands and knees, heaving in pain and exhaustion as sweat drips off her forehead.*
Johanna: Are you okay Mila? *She picks up Mila Bridal style and looks concerned, letting Cassi get away*
Doctor: We had to regenerate a lot of internal tissue and knit your ribs. Even then, your muscles were pretty strained. You'll need to take it easy for a few days.
Johanna: She got away... I could have chase her down but you were in critical condition and I wanted to get you to sickbay right away. *she feels a bit guilty about Cassi escaping*
Johanna: We can find her another day. *she holds Mila's hand gently* But you might need to rest for a while. I just wish we could have found you sooner.
Johanna: We can find her another day. *she holds Mila's hand gently* But you might need to rest for a while. I just wish we could have found you sooner.
Mila *tired*: Hey... this is me, remember? I'd have beat every single fighter they had if that's how long it took for you to find me. *Smiles weakly.*
Johanna: Hey! I came prepared. *she huff's and blushes* Just in case I couldn't last I was going to take a stimulant. *Stimulants are generally considered dangerous for Ylons unless its mild such as caffeine, the military grade ones like what Johanna most likely means can overload their circulatory system, as Although Ylons are biologically built to run off of adrenaline and very powerful adrenaline, it's a very sensitive system.* I wasn't going to let any of them stand in my way.
*OOC: Are you sure you want her to say that in front of the CMO?*
Johanna: Maybe when you're better we can test that out. But for now you should worry more about resting that fighting.
*The next day. The CMO is running some basic tests on Mila, checking her ocular response with a small light.*
Mila: This is demeaning...
Doctor: You were involved in three vicious blood fights, each of which did their share of damage, and frankly having seen the mess their medics made of removing your ID transponder chip, I don't particularly rate their ability to treat a concussion.
Besides, a full physical is standard procedure for officers rescued from captivity, you know that.
*He finishes up and starts filling out the report on his PADD.*
Mila: So, can I go back on duty?
Doctor: 2 weeks' medical leave. At least.
Mila: What?!
Doctor: You can spend it on Pegasus Prime if you wish. But I expect you to report to a counsellor for a psych evaluation.
Mila: Doc!
Doctor: No arguments. After your ordeal, you need a rest. Doctor's orders.
Osman is standing in the command room as Derek comes on the view screen though the image is somewhat staticky.
Osman: atlas can you clear this up?
Atlas: no ma’am they are to far away and in an ion storm.
Osman: Derek can you hear me.
Derek: well enough. What can I do for you. Wasn’t expecting to hear from you for a few more weeks.
Osman: we have a situation and you are the closest ship in the area that I can trust to handle the situation.
Derek: this doesn’t sound good. Ok what’s the situation.
Osman: one of our agents has been taken prisoner and I need him rescued ASAP. I have trusted people on the ground that are ready to take him out of the facility but there is a complication. The planet they are on has two Charon class UNSC frigates in orbit.
Derek: they need a way to get off the planet.
Osman: yes. From the intel I’ve been given from someone inside the facility these aren’t normal ships either. They have highly advanced weapons and armor as well as two PAC guns.
Derek: I didn’t think UNSC ships larger then cruisers could carry more then one?
Osman: apparently these frigates can. I trust you received the upgrades before you left for Pegasus?
Derek: all the RNI trimmings.
Osman: time to see what they can do then. They will be ready to go in 8 hours. Try to make your time of arrival as close to that as possible. They won’t be able to hold the ground game for long.
Derek: don’t worry. I’ll make sure he gets out and gets home.
He smiles as he nods as the signal ends.
Derek: helm prepare to lay in course and engage make sure the trip doesn’t take more then 8 hours. I want assault teams ready to go in case we need them. Tactical go over the data received on those frigates and see what we can use to our advantage. Let’s do this people.
The crew jumps to action as the ship departs for the planet.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Song: well shall we take bets wether your comrades come and try to rescue you? I’m willing to bet they will make a foolish attempt to do so even though doing that will cost you dearly.
Bridger straining
Bridger: why don’t you just go to hell.
Song: well that isn’t very nice of you to say now is it. After all I’ve been very hospitable to you recently.
The door opens as a man walks in.
Jov: I don’t want to remain here. We should start moving the subjects to the transport and get ready to leave to a different facility.
Song: relax. We have time. I want to see what his friends try to do.
Jov: and if they come sooner then you expect?
Song sighs
Song: fine get the subjects that have already gone through the process onto the transport and send them to the other facility. Will that make you happy.
Jov: very.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Johanna: Maybe when you're better we can test that out. But for now you should worry more about resting that fighting.
*The next day. The CMO is running some basic tests on Mila, checking her ocular response with a small light.*
Mila: This is demeaning...
Doctor: You were involved in three vicious blood fights, each of which did their share of damage, and frankly having seen the mess their medics made of removing your ID transponder chip, I don't particularly rate their ability to treat a concussion.
Besides, a full physical is standard procedure for officers rescued from captivity, you know that.
*He finishes up and starts filling out the report on his PADD.*
Mila: So, can I go back on duty?
Doctor: 2 weeks' medical leave. At least.
Mila: What?!
Doctor: You can spend it on Pegasus Prime if you wish. But I expect you to report to a counsellor for a psych evaluation.
Mila: Doc!
Doctor: No arguments. After your ordeal, you need a rest. Doctor's orders.
*Johanna is wandering around the ship, her shift over for now and she's heading to sickbay to check on Mila again*
Johanna: Maybe when you're better we can test that out. But for now you should worry more about resting that fighting.
*The next day. The CMO is running some basic tests on Mila, checking her ocular response with a small light.*
Mila: This is demeaning...
Doctor: You were involved in three vicious blood fights, each of which did their share of damage, and frankly having seen the mess their medics made of removing your ID transponder chip, I don't particularly rate their ability to treat a concussion.
Besides, a full physical is standard procedure for officers rescued from captivity, you know that.
*He finishes up and starts filling out the report on his PADD.*
Mila: So, can I go back on duty?
Doctor: 2 weeks' medical leave. At least.
Mila: What?!
Doctor: You can spend it on Pegasus Prime if you wish. But I expect you to report to a counsellor for a psych evaluation.
Mila: Doc!
Doctor: No arguments. After your ordeal, you need a rest. Doctor's orders.
*Johanna is wandering around the ship, her shift over for now and she's heading to sickbay to check on Mila again*
*Mila is getting ready to leave as Johanna turns up.*
Johanna: Maybe when you're better we can test that out. But for now you should worry more about resting that fighting.
*The next day. The CMO is running some basic tests on Mila, checking her ocular response with a small light.*
Mila: This is demeaning...
Doctor: You were involved in three vicious blood fights, each of which did their share of damage, and frankly having seen the mess their medics made of removing your ID transponder chip, I don't particularly rate their ability to treat a concussion.
Besides, a full physical is standard procedure for officers rescued from captivity, you know that.
*He finishes up and starts filling out the report on his PADD.*
Mila: So, can I go back on duty?
Doctor: 2 weeks' medical leave. At least.
Mila: What?!
Doctor: You can spend it on Pegasus Prime if you wish. But I expect you to report to a counsellor for a psych evaluation.
Mila: Doc!
Doctor: No arguments. After your ordeal, you need a rest. Doctor's orders.
*Johanna is wandering around the ship, her shift over for now and she's heading to sickbay to check on Mila again*
*Mila is getting ready to leave as Johanna turns up.*
Mila: Hey.
Johanna: So what's going on? Are you free to go now?
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Lang: alright let’s call it a night we can get back to this in the morning.
Aide: yes ma’am. Do you need anything else from me then.
Lang: no go home and relax some. The next few days should be pretty busy.
Aide: thank you ma’am.
As the aide leaves Lang gets her jacket as she looks at her guard.
Lang: alright let’s get something to eat then I want to take a hot shower and go to sleep.
As they leave her office they head outside where they stop at a small restaurant where the worker already has her order ready as she picks it up and takes it home with her. Once at the presidential residence she goes to sit and eat and try’s to relax some.
*Johanna can't stand by seeing Mila in pain like that and she rushes in throwing a punch at Cassi while she is distracted*
*The punch, unsurprisingly, connects, knocking Cassi off. Cassi rolls away and spits out a mouthful of blood, before trying to run. Mila tries to pick herself up and go after her but her knees give out and she falls onto her hands and knees, heaving in pain and exhaustion as sweat drips off her forehead.*
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Johanna: Are you okay Mila? *She picks up Mila Bridal style and looks concerned, letting Cassi get away*
Mila *exhausted, pained*: Thanks... for...
*She trails off, almost passing out.*
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Doctor: We had to regenerate a lot of internal tissue and knit your ribs. Even then, your muscles were pretty strained. You'll need to take it easy for a few days.
Mila *tired*: Where's Cassi?
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Doctor: We're trying to track her down, but so many shuttles launched from the cruiser that figuring out which one she took could be impossible.
Mila *tired*: At least... she's alive.
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Mila *tired*: Hey... this is me, remember? I'd have beat every single fighter they had if that's how long it took for you to find me. *Smiles weakly.*
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Mila *tired*: You'd have tried... *Smirks*. But we both know you'd reach your limit before I did.
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*OOC: Are you sure you want her to say that in front of the CMO?*
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OOC: He's waiting to boot Johanna out so Mila can rest. Also, he's observing Mila's interactions to assess her mental state.
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Mila *tired*: Relax, Jo'... I'm just messing with you...
Well, and making the point that I'm better at fighting than you... *smirks*
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Mila *tired*: Yeah, but I've had a lot of practice these past few days.
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*The next day. The CMO is running some basic tests on Mila, checking her ocular response with a small light.*
Mila: This is demeaning...
Doctor: You were involved in three vicious blood fights, each of which did their share of damage, and frankly having seen the mess their medics made of removing your ID transponder chip, I don't particularly rate their ability to treat a concussion.
Besides, a full physical is standard procedure for officers rescued from captivity, you know that.
*He finishes up and starts filling out the report on his PADD.*
Mila: So, can I go back on duty?
Doctor: 2 weeks' medical leave. At least.
Mila: What?!
Doctor: You can spend it on Pegasus Prime if you wish. But I expect you to report to a counsellor for a psych evaluation.
Mila: Doc!
Doctor: No arguments. After your ordeal, you need a rest. Doctor's orders.
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Osman: atlas can you clear this up?
Atlas: no ma’am they are to far away and in an ion storm.
Osman: Derek can you hear me.
Derek: well enough. What can I do for you. Wasn’t expecting to hear from you for a few more weeks.
Osman: we have a situation and you are the closest ship in the area that I can trust to handle the situation.
Derek: this doesn’t sound good. Ok what’s the situation.
Osman: one of our agents has been taken prisoner and I need him rescued ASAP. I have trusted people on the ground that are ready to take him out of the facility but there is a complication. The planet they are on has two Charon class UNSC frigates in orbit.
Derek: they need a way to get off the planet.
Osman: yes. From the intel I’ve been given from someone inside the facility these aren’t normal ships either. They have highly advanced weapons and armor as well as two PAC guns.
Derek: I didn’t think UNSC ships larger then cruisers could carry more then one?
Osman: apparently these frigates can. I trust you received the upgrades before you left for Pegasus?
Derek: all the RNI trimmings.
Osman: time to see what they can do then. They will be ready to go in 8 hours. Try to make your time of arrival as close to that as possible. They won’t be able to hold the ground game for long.
Derek: don’t worry. I’ll make sure he gets out and gets home.
He smiles as he nods as the signal ends.
Derek: helm prepare to lay in course and engage make sure the trip doesn’t take more then 8 hours. I want assault teams ready to go in case we need them. Tactical go over the data received on those frigates and see what we can use to our advantage. Let’s do this people.
The crew jumps to action as the ship departs for the planet.
Song: well shall we take bets wether your comrades come and try to rescue you? I’m willing to bet they will make a foolish attempt to do so even though doing that will cost you dearly.
Bridger straining
Bridger: why don’t you just go to hell.
Song: well that isn’t very nice of you to say now is it. After all I’ve been very hospitable to you recently.
The door opens as a man walks in.
Jov: I don’t want to remain here. We should start moving the subjects to the transport and get ready to leave to a different facility.
Song: relax. We have time. I want to see what his friends try to do.
Jov: and if they come sooner then you expect?
Song sighs
Song: fine get the subjects that have already gone through the process onto the transport and send them to the other facility. Will that make you happy.
Jov: very.
*Johanna is wandering around the ship, her shift over for now and she's heading to sickbay to check on Mila again*
*Mila is getting ready to leave as Johanna turns up.*
Mila: Hey.
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Johanna: So what's going on? Are you free to go now?