OOC: Yes, I know, but Ramez doesn't. Ramez doesn't even know who he is!
Plus, do you really believe the Republic would let the U.N.S.C. or the C.I.S. manipulate them? They were allies with the Federation for 100 years without letting the Federation manipulate them for crying out loud!
*Ramez wakes up 10 minutes later on an unclaimed world. He steps out of the pod, looking around. The planet is M-Class, similar to Khitomer or Earth. He taps his combadge.*
Ramez: This is Admiral Antino Ramez of the Republic of United Star Systems, is anyone receiving me?
Stupid question.
Great.
Well... the Republic spent tax-payers' money on my Survival Training. I think it's time they got a return on it.
*He looks around again, before seeing a figure standing atop a nearby hill.*
Hey!
*He jogs over to the figure, who's looking at him. The figure is wearing a 25th Century Issue Starfleet Undershirt, with purple skin, pointed ears, and ridges along his forehead and nose. His eyes are yellow with red irises and black pupils.*
Figure: Greetings.
Ramez: My name is Antino Ramez. I represent--
Figure: The Republic of United Star Systems, yes, I know.
Come.
*The figure walks away. Ramez looks at him curiously, then follows.*
Ramez: Where am I?
Figure: The planet designated as PXG-259. Better known as "Talaxa IV".
Ramez: Talaxa IV? That planet's uninhabited.
Figure: Yes.
Ramez: Then how did you get here?
Figure: I have always been here.
Ramez: I recognise your species. You're a Talanite, aren't you?
Figure: Yes.
Ramez: Your people haven't left the Rolor Nebula in over a century, and even then, you only did so because your ship was damaged and in need of assistance.
Figure: Indeed.
Ramez: But Talanite's only have a life span of 20 years. You couldn't be from that ship.
Figure: Perhaps.
Ramez: Who are you?
*The figure stops, turning around to face Ramez.*
Figure: What is in a name? As you humans say, "a rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet". If I tell you that my name is Wenj, what does that tell you about who I am? Nothing. It is not important. You are Republic. That is important.
Ramez: Why?
Wenj: Come.
*The figure walks off again, with Ramez following again.*
Ramez: Hold on. All the Talanites that were aboard the damaged transport were returned to their home planet, except one.
Wenj: Yes.
Ramez *mumbling to himself*: Lucky me - I get stranded on a planet with the most Cryptic Talanite in the universe.
*Normally* Could be worse; they could have asked me to mediate the dispute between the Klingons and the Romulans.
*The figure stops again.*
Wenj: They are a dying people. We should let them pass.
Ramez: Who? The Klingons or the Romulans?
Wenj: *After a moment.* Yes.
Ramez: I don't understand. Why am I important?
Wenj: You are Republic. One of you changed the Galaxy forever a century ago.
Ramez: Ryan Allington.
Wenj: Yes.
Ramez: I didn't realise he meant so much to your people.
Wenj: He did not. But... for me...
*[Flashback over a century prior, 2411.]
*Starbase 41. Pushing a large chunk of plating away, Rear Admiral Allington gets up from the floor with a large gash in his left arm, bleeding heavily. He rips up a piece of his uniform to make a bandage.*
Ryan: Report? *He looks around Ops. trying to remember what happened* Wenj? John? What the hell happened? *He sees debris from a Breen ship floating outside Ops.* Oh yeah, that. Computer? Computer! D*** it!
Wenj: Admiral?
Ryan: Wenj? *Looks around, trying to find where the voice is coming from.* Keep talking, Commander! I'm using your voice as a fix!
Wenj: Don't...Don't bother. Too late...too...too la...
Ryan: That's an order, Commander! *moves debris out of the way as he finds the Talanite pinned under a beam. Ryan grabs the beam and heaves it off Wenj's leg.* Hold on, old friend.
Wenj: It's too late, Ryan. I'm clocked out here...
Ryan: Not an option!
Wenj: You know, my people...believe that after death...our spirits evolve to a higher state... So, we...never really die.
Ryan: My people have a similar belief, but why not wait a bit longer to find out? That's an order.
Wenj: *Chuckles, blood begin to come from his mouth.* What are ya gonna do? Court Martial me?! *Begins coughing out blood, violently.* Listen! This means something! It's not meaningless!
Ryan: Wenj...
Wenj: It's...been *coughing* an HONOUR serving with you, Ryan.
Ryan: Wenj, the honour was mine. Goodbye, old friend.
Wenj: Good...bye... *The Talanite's eyes close, and the bleeding stops, with his heart.*
[/Flashback] Wenj turns away and starts walking away again.*
He was a friend.
*Ramez starts following again.*
Ramez: I don't understand. The last Talanite outside of your homeworld died over a century ago!
Wenj: There are 2 stages to our existence. The first, our 20-year lifespan, and then we transcend our physical form, and become energy. It happens whenever we die - the 20 years of humanoid life are considered to be... a learning stage - we learn about life as a physical entity so we understand other humanoids when we become energy. It is why our physical selves do not leave the Rolor Nebula - we believe that it corrupts our view of physical existence if we are in contact with other species.
Ramez: But that's a Starfleet Uniform.
Wenj: I was the first. My people felt that having a member of our race in the Federation would help us understand them when I ascended.
Ramez: How do I know that you're real? You could be a hallucination for all I know.
Wenj: Yes.
*He looks back at Ramez.*
Yet you continue to follow me.
*OOC: I meant to do this with Wenj when Ryan was still alive, but I never got the chance, so I figured I'd do it here.*
*OOC: That would depend on the person in charge now wouldn't it ? Always will be with people. Just look at the Federation most of the people that are sore about the republic are dead or retired from public life. I do not mind the flashback, just want to keep the plague going for awhile into the next section. But yes the face dancer rules still apply for the most part. *
* More facilities are robbed from on Reach as things take a turn for the worst as more leaders are slain.. Drydocks are taken control of and scuttled as the ships are taken. Their base of operations they hold the delegate of the UNSC for interrogation. Meanwhile Reek is arguing with himself.*
Reek: No the master did not care...he destroyed our people.
Jacob: all military forces meet at the grounds. all ships report to the nearest unsc military base. Orders to follow. Someone is going to get there but kicked once I'm done.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Jacob: all military forces meet at the grounds. all ships report to the nearest unsc military base. Orders to follow. Someone is going to get there but kicked once I'm done.
*Stane's voice mermurs in his head. Dark tendrils still show in his vision...*
Stane: Ah Jacob being bested by a lowly terror cell are we? I have to say though the leader is doing well and with UNSC horribly outdated in tech you must be furious.
*His voice vanishes like it was the wind..*
*OOC: If you remember Ryan those face dancers just need the DNA of the individual to make a perfect copy memories included. Just going to give Ramez a interesting sort of development as he soon talks to himself. Maybe hear a funny bit of lines. As it is kinda funny as it usually is.*
Omarka: Do we have the old man?
Face Dancer: Yes. He went quietly..
Omarka: That is what concerns me. Reek when we found him was highly unstable talking to himself. Cursing himself. I assume you have the information you gained from copying him?
Face Dancer: Copying him yes. But his powers no. He still lives unmolested..
Omarka: Good I don't wish to kill him.. Someone gave us good information and made this rebellion a shot in the arm.
*Omarka walks away from the face dancer as it starts its duties. He arrives at Tyranus's cell. *
Omarka: I do hope you are reasonable old man. Or I do hope your ready for what ever god you pray to. So tell me. What does your master want with this galaxy?
*The vanguard manage to get the second of the two guns up and running and soon the third. Though they now are missing one person Sanders... as the ship departs and speeds away from the cannon fire.*
*Stane's voice mermurs in his head. Dark tendrils still show in his vision...*
Stane: Ah Jacob being bested by a lowly terror cell are we? I have to say though the leader is doing well and with UNSC horribly outdated in tech you must be furious.
*His voice vanishes like it was the wind..*
*OOC: If you remember Ryan those face dancers just need the DNA of the individual to make a perfect copy memories included. Just going to give Ramez a interesting sort of development as he soon talks to himself. Maybe hear a funny bit of lines. As it is kinda funny as it usually is.*
Omarka: Do we have the old man?
Face Dancer: Yes. He went quietly..
Omarka: That is what concerns me. Reek when we found him was highly unstable talking to himself. Cursing himself. I assume you have the information you gained from copying him?
Face Dancer: Copying him yes. But his powers no. He still lives unmolested..
Omarka: Good I don't wish to kill him.. Someone gave us good information and made this rebellion a shot in the arm.
*Omarka walks away from the face dancer as it starts its duties. He arrives at Tyranus's cell. *
Omarka: I do hope you are reasonable old man. Or I do hope your ready for what ever god you pray to. So tell me. What does your master want with this galaxy?
Tyrranus sits on the ground cross legged eyes close
Tyrranus: What my master wants is unimportant to you. What is important is what you are planning. I understand you have a number of UNSC officials and held admiral ramez. From what i have felt Ramez has since been sent away. A pity i had questions that he could have answered.
He stands up streigteing his cloak
Tyrranus: do you really know what you are doing here and who you serve. Do you also know who you are really holding.
OOC: i loved saying this in dookus voice lol. Remember even when at a disadvantage he will still play as though he is ahead. And he is more powerful then his figure lets on.
Jacob: alright everyone lets do this.
He types a few commands into his console as it sends out a burst signal.
OOC: the rebels want to have fun i got few cards still to call in
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Tyrranus looks at him calmly his cold eyes unwavering he looks at him a moment before siiting back down and crossing his legs again.
Tyrranus: my master is of no concern to you or your collegues at this moment. There is still much to be done before he makes his true presence and purpose known. You and your associates have a chance to decide whether you will fall in his graces or his fury.I leave the choice to you. But the longer you think you force me to remain the more painful i assure you your death will be.
OOC: man i wish i would have made a guy like this a long time ago cause remember he can back up his threats he has not new type powers but something that can rival that of any of them. He is a very dangerous dark power user.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Talaxa IV. Ramez is sat in a cave, making a campfire. Wenj is standing, watching. Ramez looks up at him.*
Ramez: Can I help you?
Wenj: My apologies. It has been decades since I last walked among humanoids.
Ramez: Humanoids don't like being hovered over.
Wenj: So I recall.
Just pretend I'm not here.
*Ramez looks back at his makeshift campfire, then snaps back up.*
Ramez: You know, the thought just occurred to me; your people keep yourselves so remote from the rest of the Galaxy... how do you know that the Republic is worth helping? For all you know, we could all be corrupt mercenaries, or gangsters.
*Wenj smiles.*
Wenj: Stand.
*Ramez stands up, confused.*
Let me show you the Universe as I see it.
*Suddenly, the whole cave lights up, a myriad of glowing light, before the lights separate, showing stars, then galaxies... all in a black endless void. There is a beautiful sound that seems utterly harmonious.*
Millions of Galaxies. Trillions upon trillions of life forms - corporeal, non-corporeal, energy, humanoid, insectoid, felinoid, caninoid, reptilian, aquatic, marsupial, amphibious...
We hear them all. We see them all. We feel them all. All of them are a small part of the greatest whole: the Universe itself.
I look at you, and I see not a man, but a voice - a voice in a chorus, singing the beautiful song of the universe.
*Suddenly, the galaxies fade away, as does the void, and they're back in the cave.*
That is how I know.
My people are listeners, scholars... we are watchers.
*The vanguard manage to get the second of the two guns up and running and soon the third. Though they now are missing one person Sanders... as the ship departs and speeds away from the cannon fire.*
Danny: Where is Sanders?
Preserver: My guess is they have taken him..
Armada: Then we're just going to have to get him back.
Jacob: bring all ultron units online. Forge contact republic military work with them.
He walks around the ships bridge.
Jacob: bring them all online.
Ultron unit
Energy absorbing plating.
High capacity regen shields.
Adaptive sensory package
Adaptive weapon package
State of the art armor and propulsion
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Jacob: bring all ultron units online. Forge contact republic military work with them.
He walks around the ships bridge.
Jacob: bring them all online.
Ultron unit
Energy absorbing plating.
High capacity regen shields.
Adaptive sensory package
Adaptive weapon package
State of the art armor and propulsion
*Nopada Fortress. Sam is escorted into a small square ring surrounded by metal barriers along the four edges. One of the guards hands her a staff as she faces off with Mayana, who's wearing a black vest and trousers, and is also holding a staff. They're both wearing elbow pads, knee pads, and gauntlets. The guards leave and Sam grips her staff, watching Mayana carefully.*
Mayana: You ready?
Sam: I was about to ask you the same thing.
*Mayana smirks, before sending a series of strikes at Sam, which Sam manages to block before May sends a strike swinging towards Sam's abdomen, which Sam rolls under and to the side. She then sends a couple of quick strikes into May's back before tking a shot at the head, when may manages to twist round and block it just in time. She then pushes Sam back before sending a swing at the right end of her staff (which was pointed upwards) and pushing it to the left, forcing Sam to turn to the left before releasing and sending a heavy blow into Sam's back and lifting the staff over her head, barring it across her neck.
Sam quickly shifts her weight to plant her feet firmly on the ground before jumping back, knocking them both to the concrete floor. Sam manages to slip her head out of May's staff before rolling to the side, getting up just as May does and barely managing to block a strike to the head, but not reacting quickly enough to avoid a subsequent blow to her gut. May capitalises by shafting her staff behind Sam's and yanking Sam's staff out of her hands before pushing her staff to Sam's collar and pushing her to the floor, trying to press down on her neck as Sam tries to push the staff away.*
Mayana: Probably should'a told you before - I'm one of the best fighters in the Cartel.
*Sam grunts, smirking back.*
Sam: Cool...
*She manages to roll over so she's pinning May down instead.*
There's something you should know.
*May manages to roll her back over so she's in control again.*
May: What's that?!
Sam: I'm not from your cartel!
*Sam quickly releases the staff with her right hand before hitting May in the head with a palm strike from below the staff, before wrapping her arms around the staff and pulling it out of May's hands, rolling over and getting up, whacking May around the head with the staff as she tries to get up. May manages to roll away and get to her feet and blocks another strike with one of her guantlets, sliding it across to grab the staff with both hands and shoving Sam against one of the corners, pushing the staff towards her neck again.
As Sam tries to push it away, May sends a knee flying into her abdomen, letting her press the staff right against her neck. As Sam starts to choke, she pushes her arms between May's and then pushes them to the side, forcing May to drop the staff as Sam shoves her away. Sam then sends a right hook into Mayana's face followed by a left roundhouse kick to her abdomen. Another punch is blocked as Mayana pushes it aside with her left gauntlet and punches Sam with her right fist, knocking Sam to the left and down slightly, though she manages to recover. Sam then sends another fist flying, but Mayana bends back under it, doing a backflip before roundhouse kicking Sam in the head. She then grabs Sam as she falls, punching her in the gut before throwing her against one of the barriers. As Sam tries to stand back up, Mayana slams her right elbow into Sam's face, pushing her back down before barring her arm across Sam's neck and pushing her right knee into Sam's gut. Sam's now bleeding from a cut near her left temple and whincing from the pain before grabbing Mayana by the shoulders and using all her strength to push Mayana onto her back before grabbing her head and slamming it into the concrete three times, until she notices Mayana struggle to keep focus.*
Sam *thinking*: Okay, she's dazed.
*Sam then pulls her right fist back before trying to punch Mayana in the face, but Mayana catches it and counters with her own right punch, followed by slamming Sam's head into the ground. Sam starts to lose focus, screaming out as May pulls her right arm.*
Don't pass out! Don't pass...
*She starts to lose focus as her vision blurs, before starting to go limp. She then lets out a yell TRIBBLE she pulls her right arm free and shoves her shoulder against Mayana, taking her back to the floor. They both lay there, exhausted and having trouble keeping conscious. Sam then starts to crawl over to the barrier, starting to use it to climb to her feet before she feels an arm wrap around her neck and pull her back down. She quickly rolls over, her momentum swinging Mayana around as well. She then grabs Mayana's head and slams it into the floor again, this time managing to lay the finishing punch.
She starts panting, exhausted. She blinks a couple of times, trying to pull her vision back into focus. She hears the door open... she thinks? Her ears are filled with a white tone so loud that she can barely hear herself breath. She manages to pull enough to gether to see green blood below Mayana's head, on the concrete.*
Sam *exhuasted*: Come on... don't be dead...
*She puts an ear to her opponent's chest, trying to hear a heartbeat. She thinks she hears one, but her hearing is still filled with noise. The noise begins to fade, and near she can definitely hear a consistent series of beeps, even if it's not clear... at least its consistent. It's gotta be a heartbeat.
Her panting slows, as her vision blurs out again, and she passes out.
She wakes up in a room, laying on a bed. There's a bandage on her forehead where it was bleeding, but there's still a wound from Mayana's punch. She looks up to see Tara sitting next to her.*
Tara: Easy. You had a concussion.
*Sam starts to slowly sit up, looking around as she sees T'mar leaning on a wall, glaring at her.*
Sam: What... what's going on?
Tara: I bet Sara that you would win against Mayana, and finish the fight hand-to-hand. She was so confident, she let me choose the stakes.
Sam: Which were?
Tara: 4.2 Million bars of Gold-Pressed Latinum, which was, coincidentally, just .2 million more than the Romulan price to see you dead. I now have 170,000 Bars of latinum for my own use.
Sam: Wait. 0.2 Million is 200,000.
Tara: She insisted on a price of 30,000 bars for your sister, since that was what her ransom was going to be. I insisted that a price of 5000 bars was more reasonable, since that's how much endangered animals cost on Romulus.
T'mar: Cute. Keep it up and you'll be joining Sam on my list of people to kill with my bare hands.
Tara: That would be a difficult goal for me to meet.
T'mar: Not really. You're already pretty close for... oh yeah, killing my dad. Sam may have stopped caring, but I haven't.
Sam: Then take it up with your buddy the President. I don't like it, but Tara didn't make the call. She did what she did so no-one else had to.
T'mar: Are you seriously defending her?!
Sam: SHE isn't the one who gave our entire military status to Daro Jenn!
*T'mar grunts before slamming her shoulder and knocking Sam into the wall behind her.*
T'mar: I have HAD IT!!!
*A green energy beam hits her back as she's knocked out. Sam catches her, lowering her down gently. She snaps to glare at Tara, who's holding a disruptor.*
Sam *panicked*: What did you just do?!
Tara: It was set to stun. She'll have a headache when she wakes up, but that's it.
*Sam looks down at her foster sister.*
You're welcome, by the way. She'd have killed you. You're barely conscious as it is.
Sam: It's not her fault.
Yeah, she's an idiot. Yeah, I hate her right now. Yeah, if she tried to kill me in a fight, I'd beat her to a pulp with everything I had... but it's not her fault. I did stab her in the back.
But, she's not even interested in understanding why I did it! I didn't--
Tara: Dar'mei'na, you don't need to explain it to me. After everything I've done, I know better than to judge you. You've been through hell. I'm the cause of a lot of it.
Sam: So... what happens now?
Tara: I'm trying to find a ship to get us off Nopada. I'll try and get you into Reman Space.
*Sam turns her head slightly towards Tara.*
They're the only people who won't shoot either of us on sight. They can take you to the Citadel and my people can pick me up from Haakona.
Assuming I find a ship to take us there. You may yet have to endure a trip on an Orion Cruiser.
Sam: Minus the torture and the Void this time, I hope.
Tara: Well, if you feel that strongly about it... I can drop the torture. We can always hold you down and inject the Void into you that way.
Sam: Not funny! That was utter hell having that stuff inside me!
Tara: Sorry.
*Sam looks back at T'mar.*
OOC: Okay, took me so long to get this typed to the way I liked. I really wanted to show how tough a fight like that would be for Sam, but I also wanted Sam to win without making it look like Mayana was a bad fighter. I wanted a way to make it a close fight and still have Sam won. In the end, I decided to show it by actually showing the fight from Sam's perspective - showing her reeling from a concussive blow with her brain being scrambled so she couldn't hear properly or focus her vision. This is probably the most detail I've ever gone into with a fight scene.
*Meanwhile, at Stane's Base. Archangel is walking into the stealth ship with the rest of her "team". She's wearing charcoal black body armour, with a pistol holstered to her waist and a combat knife strapped to her right ankle. Concealed inside the lightweight armour is a personal cloak as well as a PSG. She looks at Gyunei as she sits down.*
Archangel: I'm definitely feeling some tension here. Did I kill you or something?
*She looks at Gyunei's reaction.*
Ah.
Well, lucky for you then that I want to kill her too. Difference is that I'm going to break every bone in her body, as opposed to breaking just her spine, like you enjoy doing to Klingons.
No offence, but in 26 physical encounters with opponents, I have killed 26 people. In 2 physical encounters, you have killed 0 people, and you let yourself get blind-sided by a crazy targ with a rifle. You broke assassin rule number 1: watch your back.
I hate to rip off an old-Earth internet meme but, the fail is strong with you.
*OOC: Sorry, but I decided to really give Archangel a bit of an attitude, and seeing as how, let's face it, she has a higher mortality rate than Gyunei, I felt it would be a good idea to have her... well... mock his failures.
And they have something in common - they both want to kill Sam. Difference is that Archangel can actually do it. Gyunei tried to kill James and let Sam shoot him from the side with a phaser rifle - three times. Archangel knows all of Sam's moves and is willing to go a lot further in order to kill than Sam is.*
Jacob: bring all ultron units online. Forge contact republic military work with them.
He walks around the ships bridge.
Jacob: bring them all online.
Ultron unit
Energy absorbing plating.
High capacity regen shields.
Adaptive sensory package
Adaptive weapon package
State of the art armor and propulsion
*15 minutes later, Forge has been given a tour of the Republic and is meeting David in the Situation Room. David looks at Forge as he's escorted in. He nods to the Security Officer to leave before walking over and shaking Forge's hand.*
David: Colonel Forge? Captain David Santiago, Republic Naval Forces. What do you think of the Republic?
*OOC: Keep in mind that the Republic of United Star Systems is centuries ahead of the UNSC technologically and that the R.S.S. Republic is one of the Republic's most advanced warships, sporting pioneering technology that even the Federation are envious of (such as Zero Point weaponry, Matter-Antimatter Modules, Neutronium Armour Plating, etc.) as well as a lot of technology that the UNSC don't have yet, like Matter-Antimatter Reactors. Needless to say, I would think that Forge would be impressed.*
*15 minutes later, Forge has been given a tour of the Republic and is meeting David in the Situation Room. David looks at Forge as he's escorted in. He nods to the Security Officer to leave before walking over and shaking Forge's hand.*
David: Admiral Forge? Captain David Santiago, Republic Naval Forces. What do you think of the Republic?
*OOC: Keep in mind that the Republic of United Star Systems is centuries ahead of the UNSC technologically and that the R.S.S. Republic is one of the Republic's most advanced warships, sporting pioneering technology that even the Federation are envious of (such as Zero Point weaponry, Matter-Antimatter Modules, Neutronium Armour Plating, etc.) as well as a lot of technology that the UNSC don't have yet, like Matter-Antimatter Reactors. Needless to say, I would think that Forge would be impressed.*
Ooc: forge is a col. Also with more ground forces. But he isn't a admiral lol
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*15 minutes later, Forge has been given a tour of the Republic and is meeting David in the Situation Room. David looks at Forge as he's escorted in. He nods to the Security Officer to leave before walking over and shaking Forge's hand.*
David: Colonel Forge? Captain David Santiago, Republic Naval Forces. What do you think of the Republic?
*OOC: Keep in mind that the Republic of United Star Systems is centuries ahead of the UNSC technologically and that the R.S.S. Republic is one of the Republic's most advanced warships, sporting pioneering technology that even the Federation are envious of (such as Zero Point weaponry, Matter-Antimatter Modules, Neutronium Armour Plating, etc.) as well as a lot of technology that the UNSC don't have yet, like Matter-Antimatter Reactors. Needless to say, I would think that Forge would be impressed.*
Forge: its colonel captain. I'm with the military but not directly navy. though the two get messed up a lot. I must say I'm very very impressed.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Forge: its colonel captain. I'm with the military but not directly navy. though the two get messed up a lot. I must say I'm very very impressed.
David: The Republic is one of the most advanced ships in the galaxy, save the Iconians.
Anyway, let's get down to business. You're attempting to rescue Admiral Cooper, Admiral Ramez, and representatives of other C.I.S. members. We want to help. Not just because Ramez is one of our people, but because if an alliance is to exist between the Republic and the U.N.S.C. and other Confedrate powers, our armed forces should get used to working together.
Lopez *Over Comm*: Captain, Sergeant Major Delvientos and Sergeant Mesa are here, as ordered.
David: Thank you, lieutenant. Send them in.
*Scorch and Hax both walk in, wearing Republic Military jumpsuits with the Assault Ops emblem on the right shoulder.*
Colonel, may I introduce Sergeant Major Michael Delvientos and Sergeant Dani Mesa of the Republic Assault Operations Branch?
They're the Commanding and Executive Officers of Sabre Squad respectively. They're some of the best the Republic has to offer.
Forge: gentlemen. captain how much do you know about what's happened. Intel has our main suspect of who's really backing the rebels that did this. his name is one you already know. Stand. we are calling in another squad of Sierra troopers as well. We are still unsure as to a location at this time though.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Forge: gentlemen. captain how much do you know about what's happened. Intel has our main suspect of who's really backing the rebels that did this. his name is one you already know. Stand. we are calling in another squad of Sierra troopers as well. We are still unsure as to a location at this time though.
David: We know that Ramez was abducted from Reach alng with Admiral Cooper and several C.I.S. delegates. Beyond that, we're dependent on you.
Though, perhaps we can help with locating the rebels. Republic ships come equipped with Astrometric sensors. They should be able to detect our target, if we know where to look.
Sergeant Major, I want you and Sergeant Mesa to meet with the U.N.S.C. strike teams. You'll be working with them when we go in, so you'd better build some bridges - learn how they operate and what weapons they use. Who knews? Maybe you can teach them a few things about us?
Tyrranus sits on the ground cross legged eyes close
Tyrranus: What my master wants is unimportant to you. What is important is what you are planning. I understand you have a number of UNSC officials and held admiral ramez. From what i have felt Ramez has since been sent away. A pity i had questions that he could have answered.
He stands up streigteing his cloak
Tyrranus: do you really know what you are doing here and who you serve. Do you also know who you are really holding.
OOC: i loved saying this in dookus voice lol. Remember even when at a disadvantage he will still play as though he is ahead. And he is more powerful then his figure lets on.
Jacob: alright everyone lets do this.
He types a few commands into his console as it sends out a burst signal.
OOC: the rebels want to have fun i got few cards still to call in
*The bursts reveal very little, just a whole mess of trajectories going in every which way.*
Omarka: I serve only myself and the galaxy. We already have too many problems here to deal with.
*Meanwhile, at Stane's Base. Archangel is walking into the stealth ship with the rest of her "team". She's wearing charcoal black body armour, with a pistol holstered to her waist and a combat knife strapped to her right ankle. Concealed inside the lightweight armour is a personal cloak as well as a PSG. She looks at Gyunei as she sits down.*
Archangel: I'm definitely feeling some tension here. Did I kill you or something?
*She looks at Gyunei's reaction.*
Ah.
Well, lucky for you then that I want to kill her too. Difference is that I'm going to break every bone in her body, as opposed to breaking just her spine, like you enjoy doing to Klingons.
No offence, but in 26 physical encounters with opponents, I have killed 26 people. In 2 physical encounters, you have killed 0 people, and you let yourself get blind-sided by a crazy targ with a rifle. You broke assassin rule number 1: watch your back.
I hate to rip off an old-Earth internet meme but, the fail is strong with you.
*OOC: Sorry, but I decided to really give Archangel a bit of an attitude, and seeing as how, let's face it, she has a higher mortality rate than Gyunei, I felt it would be a good idea to have her... well... mock his failures.
And they have something in common - they both want to kill Sam. Difference is that Archangel can actually do it. Gyunei tried to kill James and let Sam shoot him from the side with a phaser rifle - three times. Archangel knows all of Sam's moves and is willing to go a lot further in order to kill than Sam is.*
*OOC: I know. Call it a bit of a funny one right now in hindsight. Came close to killing him and he did come close to killing her once. But Damon bit it instead of her. *
*Northman sits down armed somewhat but he only smiles.*
Gyunei: *His body armor a darker green with a hint of gold.* Trust me I know a fight that I will stay out of.
Northman: We all know that one young ones. *His similarity to Preston is uncanny, but he is different*
David: We know that Ramez was abducted from Reach alng with Admiral Cooper and several C.I.S. delegates. Beyond that, we're dependent on you.
Though, perhaps we can help with locating the rebels. Republic ships come equipped with Astrometric sensors. They should be able to detect our target, if we know where to look.
Sergeant Major, I want you and Sergeant Mesa to meet with the U.N.S.C. strike teams. You'll be working with them when we go in, so you'd better build some bridges - learn how they operate and what weapons they use. Who knews? Maybe you can teach them a few things about us?
With your permission, colonel?
Forge: of course captain.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
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Stane: Of course.
*OOC: That would depend on the person in charge now wouldn't it ? Always will be with people. Just look at the Federation most of the people that are sore about the republic are dead or retired from public life. I do not mind the flashback, just want to keep the plague going for awhile into the next section. But yes the face dancer rules still apply for the most part. *
* More facilities are robbed from on Reach as things take a turn for the worst as more leaders are slain.. Drydocks are taken control of and scuttled as the ships are taken. Their base of operations they hold the delegate of the UNSC for interrogation. Meanwhile Reek is arguing with himself.*
Reek: No the master did not care...he destroyed our people.
*Stane's voice mermurs in his head. Dark tendrils still show in his vision...*
Stane: Ah Jacob being bested by a lowly terror cell are we? I have to say though the leader is doing well and with UNSC horribly outdated in tech you must be furious.
*His voice vanishes like it was the wind..*
*OOC: If you remember Ryan those face dancers just need the DNA of the individual to make a perfect copy memories included. Just going to give Ramez a interesting sort of development as he soon talks to himself. Maybe hear a funny bit of lines. As it is kinda funny as it usually is.*
Omarka: Do we have the old man?
Face Dancer: Yes. He went quietly..
Omarka: That is what concerns me. Reek when we found him was highly unstable talking to himself. Cursing himself. I assume you have the information you gained from copying him?
Face Dancer: Copying him yes. But his powers no. He still lives unmolested..
Omarka: Good I don't wish to kill him.. Someone gave us good information and made this rebellion a shot in the arm.
*Omarka walks away from the face dancer as it starts its duties. He arrives at Tyranus's cell. *
Omarka: I do hope you are reasonable old man. Or I do hope your ready for what ever god you pray to. So tell me. What does your master want with this galaxy?
*The vanguard manage to get the second of the two guns up and running and soon the third. Though they now are missing one person Sanders... as the ship departs and speeds away from the cannon fire.*
Danny: Where is Sanders?
Preserver: My guess is they have taken him..
Tyrranus sits on the ground cross legged eyes close
Tyrranus: What my master wants is unimportant to you. What is important is what you are planning. I understand you have a number of UNSC officials and held admiral ramez. From what i have felt Ramez has since been sent away. A pity i had questions that he could have answered.
He stands up streigteing his cloak
Tyrranus: do you really know what you are doing here and who you serve. Do you also know who you are really holding.
OOC: i loved saying this in dookus voice lol. Remember even when at a disadvantage he will still play as though he is ahead. And he is more powerful then his figure lets on.
Jacob: alright everyone lets do this.
He types a few commands into his console as it sends out a burst signal.
OOC: the rebels want to have fun i got few cards still to call in
Tyrranus: my master is of no concern to you or your collegues at this moment. There is still much to be done before he makes his true presence and purpose known. You and your associates have a chance to decide whether you will fall in his graces or his fury.I leave the choice to you. But the longer you think you force me to remain the more painful i assure you your death will be.
OOC: man i wish i would have made a guy like this a long time ago cause remember he can back up his threats he has not new type powers but something that can rival that of any of them. He is a very dangerous dark power user.
OOC: Now writing a post.
If you want to maybe have Forge meet with David...? Maybe get the armed forces of the two powers working together?
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Could do that as well. bringing some ideas.
Ramez: Can I help you?
Wenj: My apologies. It has been decades since I last walked among humanoids.
Ramez: Humanoids don't like being hovered over.
Wenj: So I recall.
Just pretend I'm not here.
*Ramez looks back at his makeshift campfire, then snaps back up.*
Ramez: You know, the thought just occurred to me; your people keep yourselves so remote from the rest of the Galaxy... how do you know that the Republic is worth helping? For all you know, we could all be corrupt mercenaries, or gangsters.
*Wenj smiles.*
Wenj: Stand.
*Ramez stands up, confused.*
Let me show you the Universe as I see it.
*Suddenly, the whole cave lights up, a myriad of glowing light, before the lights separate, showing stars, then galaxies... all in a black endless void. There is a beautiful sound that seems utterly harmonious.*
Millions of Galaxies. Trillions upon trillions of life forms - corporeal, non-corporeal, energy, humanoid, insectoid, felinoid, caninoid, reptilian, aquatic, marsupial, amphibious...
We hear them all. We see them all. We feel them all. All of them are a small part of the greatest whole: the Universe itself.
I look at you, and I see not a man, but a voice - a voice in a chorus, singing the beautiful song of the universe.
*Suddenly, the galaxies fade away, as does the void, and they're back in the cave.*
That is how I know.
My people are listeners, scholars... we are watchers.
Ramez *speechless*: Incredible.
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Armada: Then we're just going to have to get him back.
C'mon, team.
*Armada starts walking back to the shuttle.*
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He walks around the ships bridge.
Jacob: bring them all online.
Ultron unit
Energy absorbing plating.
High capacity regen shields.
Adaptive sensory package
Adaptive weapon package
State of the art armor and propulsion
OOC: Jacob's been busy...
BTW, what ever happened to the prototype Ultron?
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Ooc: oh he's still here
Mayana: You ready?
Sam: I was about to ask you the same thing.
*Mayana smirks, before sending a series of strikes at Sam, which Sam manages to block before May sends a strike swinging towards Sam's abdomen, which Sam rolls under and to the side. She then sends a couple of quick strikes into May's back before tking a shot at the head, when may manages to twist round and block it just in time. She then pushes Sam back before sending a swing at the right end of her staff (which was pointed upwards) and pushing it to the left, forcing Sam to turn to the left before releasing and sending a heavy blow into Sam's back and lifting the staff over her head, barring it across her neck.
Sam quickly shifts her weight to plant her feet firmly on the ground before jumping back, knocking them both to the concrete floor. Sam manages to slip her head out of May's staff before rolling to the side, getting up just as May does and barely managing to block a strike to the head, but not reacting quickly enough to avoid a subsequent blow to her gut. May capitalises by shafting her staff behind Sam's and yanking Sam's staff out of her hands before pushing her staff to Sam's collar and pushing her to the floor, trying to press down on her neck as Sam tries to push the staff away.*
Mayana: Probably should'a told you before - I'm one of the best fighters in the Cartel.
*Sam grunts, smirking back.*
Sam: Cool...
*She manages to roll over so she's pinning May down instead.*
There's something you should know.
*May manages to roll her back over so she's in control again.*
May: What's that?!
Sam: I'm not from your cartel!
*Sam quickly releases the staff with her right hand before hitting May in the head with a palm strike from below the staff, before wrapping her arms around the staff and pulling it out of May's hands, rolling over and getting up, whacking May around the head with the staff as she tries to get up. May manages to roll away and get to her feet and blocks another strike with one of her guantlets, sliding it across to grab the staff with both hands and shoving Sam against one of the corners, pushing the staff towards her neck again.
As Sam tries to push it away, May sends a knee flying into her abdomen, letting her press the staff right against her neck. As Sam starts to choke, she pushes her arms between May's and then pushes them to the side, forcing May to drop the staff as Sam shoves her away. Sam then sends a right hook into Mayana's face followed by a left roundhouse kick to her abdomen. Another punch is blocked as Mayana pushes it aside with her left gauntlet and punches Sam with her right fist, knocking Sam to the left and down slightly, though she manages to recover. Sam then sends another fist flying, but Mayana bends back under it, doing a backflip before roundhouse kicking Sam in the head. She then grabs Sam as she falls, punching her in the gut before throwing her against one of the barriers. As Sam tries to stand back up, Mayana slams her right elbow into Sam's face, pushing her back down before barring her arm across Sam's neck and pushing her right knee into Sam's gut. Sam's now bleeding from a cut near her left temple and whincing from the pain before grabbing Mayana by the shoulders and using all her strength to push Mayana onto her back before grabbing her head and slamming it into the concrete three times, until she notices Mayana struggle to keep focus.*
Sam *thinking*: Okay, she's dazed.
*Sam then pulls her right fist back before trying to punch Mayana in the face, but Mayana catches it and counters with her own right punch, followed by slamming Sam's head into the ground. Sam starts to lose focus, screaming out as May pulls her right arm.*
Don't pass out! Don't pass...
*She starts to lose focus as her vision blurs, before starting to go limp. She then lets out a yell TRIBBLE she pulls her right arm free and shoves her shoulder against Mayana, taking her back to the floor. They both lay there, exhausted and having trouble keeping conscious. Sam then starts to crawl over to the barrier, starting to use it to climb to her feet before she feels an arm wrap around her neck and pull her back down. She quickly rolls over, her momentum swinging Mayana around as well. She then grabs Mayana's head and slams it into the floor again, this time managing to lay the finishing punch.
She starts panting, exhausted. She blinks a couple of times, trying to pull her vision back into focus. She hears the door open... she thinks? Her ears are filled with a white tone so loud that she can barely hear herself breath. She manages to pull enough to gether to see green blood below Mayana's head, on the concrete.*
Sam *exhuasted*: Come on... don't be dead...
*She puts an ear to her opponent's chest, trying to hear a heartbeat. She thinks she hears one, but her hearing is still filled with noise. The noise begins to fade, and near she can definitely hear a consistent series of beeps, even if it's not clear... at least its consistent. It's gotta be a heartbeat.
Her panting slows, as her vision blurs out again, and she passes out.
She wakes up in a room, laying on a bed. There's a bandage on her forehead where it was bleeding, but there's still a wound from Mayana's punch. She looks up to see Tara sitting next to her.*
Tara: Easy. You had a concussion.
*Sam starts to slowly sit up, looking around as she sees T'mar leaning on a wall, glaring at her.*
Sam: What... what's going on?
Tara: I bet Sara that you would win against Mayana, and finish the fight hand-to-hand. She was so confident, she let me choose the stakes.
Sam: Which were?
Tara: 4.2 Million bars of Gold-Pressed Latinum, which was, coincidentally, just .2 million more than the Romulan price to see you dead. I now have 170,000 Bars of latinum for my own use.
Sam: Wait. 0.2 Million is 200,000.
Tara: She insisted on a price of 30,000 bars for your sister, since that was what her ransom was going to be. I insisted that a price of 5000 bars was more reasonable, since that's how much endangered animals cost on Romulus.
T'mar: Cute. Keep it up and you'll be joining Sam on my list of people to kill with my bare hands.
Tara: That would be a difficult goal for me to meet.
T'mar: Not really. You're already pretty close for... oh yeah, killing my dad. Sam may have stopped caring, but I haven't.
Sam: Then take it up with your buddy the President. I don't like it, but Tara didn't make the call. She did what she did so no-one else had to.
T'mar: Are you seriously defending her?!
Sam: SHE isn't the one who gave our entire military status to Daro Jenn!
*T'mar grunts before slamming her shoulder and knocking Sam into the wall behind her.*
T'mar: I have HAD IT!!!
*A green energy beam hits her back as she's knocked out. Sam catches her, lowering her down gently. She snaps to glare at Tara, who's holding a disruptor.*
Sam *panicked*: What did you just do?!
Tara: It was set to stun. She'll have a headache when she wakes up, but that's it.
*Sam looks down at her foster sister.*
You're welcome, by the way. She'd have killed you. You're barely conscious as it is.
Sam: It's not her fault.
Yeah, she's an idiot. Yeah, I hate her right now. Yeah, if she tried to kill me in a fight, I'd beat her to a pulp with everything I had... but it's not her fault. I did stab her in the back.
But, she's not even interested in understanding why I did it! I didn't--
Tara: Dar'mei'na, you don't need to explain it to me. After everything I've done, I know better than to judge you. You've been through hell. I'm the cause of a lot of it.
Sam: So... what happens now?
Tara: I'm trying to find a ship to get us off Nopada. I'll try and get you into Reman Space.
*Sam turns her head slightly towards Tara.*
They're the only people who won't shoot either of us on sight. They can take you to the Citadel and my people can pick me up from Haakona.
Assuming I find a ship to take us there. You may yet have to endure a trip on an Orion Cruiser.
Sam: Minus the torture and the Void this time, I hope.
Tara: Well, if you feel that strongly about it... I can drop the torture. We can always hold you down and inject the Void into you that way.
Sam: Not funny! That was utter hell having that stuff inside me!
Tara: Sorry.
*Sam looks back at T'mar.*
OOC: Okay, took me so long to get this typed to the way I liked. I really wanted to show how tough a fight like that would be for Sam, but I also wanted Sam to win without making it look like Mayana was a bad fighter. I wanted a way to make it a close fight and still have Sam won. In the end, I decided to show it by actually showing the fight from Sam's perspective - showing her reeling from a concussive blow with her brain being scrambled so she couldn't hear properly or focus her vision. This is probably the most detail I've ever gone into with a fight scene.
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Archangel: I'm definitely feeling some tension here. Did I kill you or something?
*She looks at Gyunei's reaction.*
Ah.
Well, lucky for you then that I want to kill her too. Difference is that I'm going to break every bone in her body, as opposed to breaking just her spine, like you enjoy doing to Klingons.
No offence, but in 26 physical encounters with opponents, I have killed 26 people. In 2 physical encounters, you have killed 0 people, and you let yourself get blind-sided by a crazy targ with a rifle. You broke assassin rule number 1: watch your back.
I hate to rip off an old-Earth internet meme but, the fail is strong with you.
*OOC: Sorry, but I decided to really give Archangel a bit of an attitude, and seeing as how, let's face it, she has a higher mortality rate than Gyunei, I felt it would be a good idea to have her... well... mock his failures.
And they have something in common - they both want to kill Sam. Difference is that Archangel can actually do it. Gyunei tried to kill James and let Sam shoot him from the side with a phaser rifle - three times. Archangel knows all of Sam's moves and is willing to go a lot further in order to kill than Sam is.*
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*15 minutes later, Forge has been given a tour of the Republic and is meeting David in the Situation Room. David looks at Forge as he's escorted in. He nods to the Security Officer to leave before walking over and shaking Forge's hand.*
David: Colonel Forge? Captain David Santiago, Republic Naval Forces. What do you think of the Republic?
*OOC: Keep in mind that the Republic of United Star Systems is centuries ahead of the UNSC technologically and that the R.S.S. Republic is one of the Republic's most advanced warships, sporting pioneering technology that even the Federation are envious of (such as Zero Point weaponry, Matter-Antimatter Modules, Neutronium Armour Plating, etc.) as well as a lot of technology that the UNSC don't have yet, like Matter-Antimatter Reactors. Needless to say, I would think that Forge would be impressed.*
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Ooc: forge is a col. Also with more ground forces. But he isn't a admiral lol
OOC: Oops. I'll go back and fix that.
EDIT: Done.
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Forge: its colonel captain. I'm with the military but not directly navy. though the two get messed up a lot. I must say I'm very very impressed.
David: The Republic is one of the most advanced ships in the galaxy, save the Iconians.
Anyway, let's get down to business. You're attempting to rescue Admiral Cooper, Admiral Ramez, and representatives of other C.I.S. members. We want to help. Not just because Ramez is one of our people, but because if an alliance is to exist between the Republic and the U.N.S.C. and other Confedrate powers, our armed forces should get used to working together.
Lopez *Over Comm*: Captain, Sergeant Major Delvientos and Sergeant Mesa are here, as ordered.
David: Thank you, lieutenant. Send them in.
*Scorch and Hax both walk in, wearing Republic Military jumpsuits with the Assault Ops emblem on the right shoulder.*
Colonel, may I introduce Sergeant Major Michael Delvientos and Sergeant Dani Mesa of the Republic Assault Operations Branch?
They're the Commanding and Executive Officers of Sabre Squad respectively. They're some of the best the Republic has to offer.
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David: We know that Ramez was abducted from Reach alng with Admiral Cooper and several C.I.S. delegates. Beyond that, we're dependent on you.
Though, perhaps we can help with locating the rebels. Republic ships come equipped with Astrometric sensors. They should be able to detect our target, if we know where to look.
Sergeant Major, I want you and Sergeant Mesa to meet with the U.N.S.C. strike teams. You'll be working with them when we go in, so you'd better build some bridges - learn how they operate and what weapons they use. Who knews? Maybe you can teach them a few things about us?
With your permission, colonel?
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*The bursts reveal very little, just a whole mess of trajectories going in every which way.*
Omarka: I serve only myself and the galaxy. We already have too many problems here to deal with.
*OOC: I know. Call it a bit of a funny one right now in hindsight. Came close to killing him and he did come close to killing her once. But Damon bit it instead of her. *
*Northman sits down armed somewhat but he only smiles.*
Gyunei: *His body armor a darker green with a hint of gold.* Trust me I know a fight that I will stay out of.
Northman: We all know that one young ones. *His similarity to Preston is uncanny, but he is different*
*Danny and the rest make their way back to the shuttle *
Danny: Did anyone get a tag on that thing so we can track it?
Preserver: Tracking them should not be difficult. But finding their base of operations will be.
Forge: of course captain.