"Mitochondrial activation leading to bio luminescence. His body was on overdrive, just like the last time this happened." She frowned and resumed scanning Maelstrom. "I have a theory, but we'll have to do additional scans with more detailed equipment. I think that the nano-singularity may be a communications device being used to manipulate the general. It is quantum entangled to a similar nano-singularity elsewhere. For those of us who forgot quantum physics, quantum entanglement is the only form of instantaneous cross-distance communication. Particles are paired and separated.. what happens to one then affects the other despite any amount of separation over space.. and possibly even time or dimension.. even faster and more dexterous than current subspace communications technology. The only reason it isn't in more common use is no species had yet to find a way to pair the particles efficiently, it required enormous power input, power is one thing the solanids are not short of. If my theory is true, everything the General knows, they know, and vice versa... we may have to treat him as a potential security and intelligence threat until we get a thorough diagnosis."
She looked back to the Admiral, "On another subject, the Dragon Emperor has been picking up some kind of news feed. Is my 'home' world under attack?"
"Mitochondrial activation leading to bio luminescence. His body was on overdrive, just like the last time this happened." She frowned and resumed scanning Maelstrom. "I have a theory, but we'll have to do additional scans with more detailed equipment. I think that the nano-singularity may be a communications device being used to manipulate the general. It is quantum entangled to a similar nano-singularity elsewhere. For those of us who forgot quantum physics, quantum entanglement is the only form of instantaneous cross-distance communication. Particles are paired and separated.. what happens to one then affects the other despite any amount of separation over space.. and possibly even time or dimension.. even faster and more dexterous than current subspace communications technology. The only reason it isn't in more common use is no species had yet to find a way to pair the particles efficiently, it required enormous power input, power is one thing the solanids are not short of. If my theory is true, everything the General knows, they know, and vice versa... we may have to treat him as a potential security and intelligence threat until we get a thorough diagnosis."
She looked back to the Admiral, "On another subject, the Dragon Emperor has been picking up some kind of news feed. Is my 'home' world under attack?"
Hammond: Yes. The Eblisi began their invasion late last night.
Strauss soon leaves and is walking outside. Enjoying the nice day as the sun shines with very few clouds. We grabs a cup of coffee before he continues on.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Qo'nos System. The Rotarran has rendezvoused with the Enterprise and Wax and M'dak are aboard, speaking with Terry.*
M'dak: You have the thanks of the entire Klingon Empire, Captain. I am Captain M'dak... Son of Markon.
*Meanwhile, Dani and Gillian's Quarters. Dani is getting her things moved in, along with a bunk.*
Dani: Well, at least we're away now.
Terry: Markon would be proud Captain. We are heading to Luna 6 to drop the refugees off. My condolences on what has occured.. and for your father captain. A proud and noble Klingon.
*Gillian looks around and wonders... as the ship waits for its Captain away from the combat area as Romulan vessels come in to aid. *
Gillian: Never would have thought of Romulans coming to help.
*The vehicles arrive at the compound which is not Mother base.. but one that is more of an outpost than anything else.*
Old man: Have the Regional Police picked up on her?
Andorian: No sir. Regional is still dealing with the body you left in the dumpster and pinned on the Cartels..
Old Man: Green skinned cowards. Easy to frame. But lets keep moving before we have them poke around on a trail..
*As he steps out and as the rest are taken out as they switch vehicles and service tags. Tara gets a good look at him.. Older, scarred, human, cybernetic arm, a visor like eyepatch, and wearing top of the line ODST armor.. modified with republic and federation technology. As the operation set up here shows how well off they are funded and supplied. Republic weapons, Federation Drones an unmanned bipedals, MS hangars off in the back, and transports. A strange rank insignia signifying special forces.*
Hammond: Yes. The Eblisi began their invasion late last night.
Maelstrom stirred on the table, at first he mad a few nonsensical sounds that sounded like jibberish, but then he managed to get out. "I think.. we can help you with your quonos problem." His eyes were still glowing a firey color between orange and red, but his voice, sounded like his own. He would move his clawed hand up to his eyes, unless he was restrained, covering them and groan.. "Urgghh..."
B'etara looked dubious. "General, you are in no condition to do anything. Lay back and rest. We're light years from Qo'nos and our ship is not equipped for this era of combat."
He hissed, "There is more than just me in this skull....." He then roared, trying to reach for her throat, "Give me something for this pain!!!"
Strauss is alone in his office as he picks up his padd and looks over the reports. In Virgo the president is meeting with the security council accusations on the news feeds are flying both ways.
Soon there is a knock on his office door
Strauss: come. Agent Coleman I was told you would be heading the CIS investigation. What can I do for you.
Coleman: don't worry I'm not here on official business yet.
Strauss: well then what can I still do for you.
Coleman: I was hoping you could give me a heads up on what to expect from ONI.
Strauss smiles and let's out a chuckle.
Strauss: you can expect satan himself to great when you get there.
Coleman: that good huh.
Strauss I won't lie I know both Anders and ackerson. They both aren't light players. If you find they are involved come to meet. I know how to deal with them.
Coleman: well thanks general it's good to know I can trust certain people.
After Coleman leaves Strauss sits there debating his next move.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Maelstrom stirred on the table, at first he mad a few nonsensical sounds that sounded like jibberish, but then he managed to get out. "I think.. we can help you with your quonos problem." His eyes were still glowing a firey color between orange and red, but his voice, sounded like his own. He would move his clawed hand up to his eyes, unless he was restrained, covering them and groan.. "Urgghh..."
B'etara looked dubious. "General, you are in no condition to do anything. Lay back and rest. We're light years from Qo'nos and our ship is not equipped for this era of combat."
He hissed, "There is more than just me in this skull....." He then roared, trying to reach for her throat, "Give me something for this pain!!!"
Fali : *bringing up a layered diagram of the spinal cannon and then one of the Thanix. Similar layout but some key differences.*
From the information we have from observations is that the cannons used on us are similar in make to this.. but the problem is their shields are powerful..
Your home.. Is gone..
They will rip everything from it and wipe your culture from the face of the galaxy.. Just as they are doing to the Humans, and the Andorians, and many countless others. They are noticeably leaving the pre space flight races alone.. That is their cycle. I am afraid you may have arrived not just over a hundred fifty years later but it is likely the end of the world as we know it.
With Qonos gone it leaves the Klingon front in shambles.. and opens a dual front War for the Republic. The Federation comparably if their High Command was not filled with morons they would have more of their forces but right now.. It is not looking good. Especially with the numerous problems we are having in keeping the peace in our own borders.
*The vehicles arrive at the compound which is not Mother base.. but one that is more of an outpost than anything else.*
Old man: Have the Regional Police picked up on her?
Andorian: No sir. Regional is still dealing with the body you left in the dumpster and pinned on the Cartels..
Old Man: Green skinned cowards. Easy to frame. But lets keep moving before we have them poke around on a trail..
*As he steps out and as the rest are taken out as they switch vehicles and service tags. Tara gets a good look at him.. Older, scarred, human, cybernetic arm, a visor like eyepatch, and wearing top of the line ODST armor.. modified with republic and federation technology. As the operation set up here shows how well off they are funded and supplied. Republic weapons, Federation Drones an unmanned bipedals, MS hangars off in the back, and transports. A strange rank insignia signifying special forces.*
*Tara and Ken look around.*
Tara: I don't suppose I wanna know where you got your hardware, do I?
Fali : *bringing up a layered diagram of the spinal cannon and then one of the Thanix. Similar layout but some key differences.*
From the information we have from observations is that the cannons used on us are similar in make to this.. but the problem is their shields are powerful..
Your home.. Is gone..
They will rip everything from it and wipe your culture from the face of the galaxy.. Just as they are doing to the Humans, and the Andorians, and many countless others. They are noticeably leaving the pre space flight races alone.. That is their cycle. I am afraid you may have arrived not just over a hundred fifty years later but it is likely the end of the world as we know it.
With Qonos gone it leaves the Klingon front in shambles.. and opens a dual front War for the Republic. The Federation comparably if their High Command was not filled with morons they would have more of their forces but right now.. It is not looking good. Especially with the numerous problems we are having in keeping the peace in our own borders.
OOC: The Republic doesn't have a border with the Klingons. They're separated by the Romulan Star Empire.
Fali : *bringing up a layered diagram of the spinal cannon and then one of the Thanix. Similar layout but some key differences.*
From the information we have from observations is that the cannons used on us are similar in make to this.. but the problem is their shields are powerful..
Your home.. Is gone..
They will rip everything from it and wipe your culture from the face of the galaxy.. Just as they are doing to the Humans, and the Andorians, and many countless others. They are noticeably leaving the pre space flight races alone.. That is their cycle. I am afraid you may have arrived not just over a hundred fifty years later but it is likely the end of the world as we know it.
With Qonos gone it leaves the Klingon front in shambles.. and opens a dual front War for the Republic. The Federation comparably if their High Command was not filled with morons they would have more of their forces but right now.. It is not looking good. Especially with the numerous problems we are having in keeping the peace in our own borders.
The General hissed, "Lanco.. these creatures.. the Eblisi, they may even be a threat to your kind. I know that you don't typically involve yourselves in organic affairs, but you may want to intervene." He seemed to be talking to.. the star? He rolled over on the table again.. his back.. was smoking.
Qo'nos
The Fractal pattern was burying itself into the star. A complex pattern of nuclear, electromagnetic, and gravitational reactions began. The star was slowly waking up to its surroundings. It was aware of a conflict in its system. At its core a nano-singularity echoed the words of the voices of an independent, yet collective consciousness. The language they spoke would be to any other mind an enigma of complex mathematical algorithms. "My kin, be careful. You have awoken in a sea of turmoil. Prepare your auras, we will convey to you how. The creatures there, they call themselves Klingons and Eblisi.. the Eblisi may be a threat to your being and to that of your children. The others are insignificant."
Back at Lanco 3 Base
The General had passed out again.. besides the pain.. his mind was once again being accessed like a remote database. The purpose.. to differentiate between Klingon ship designs and Eblisi. While he lay there, fractal pattern like, golden plasma wings, grew from his back.
Terry: Markon would be proud Captain. We are heading to Luna 6 to drop the refugees off. My condolences on what has occured.. and for your father captain. A proud and noble Klingon.
*Gillian looks around and wonders... as the ship waits for its Captain away from the combat area as Romulan vessels come in to aid. *
Gillian: Never would have thought of Romulans coming to help.
Tara: I don't suppose I wanna know where you got your hardware, do I?
Old Man: Its a well known fact that the powers expunge or sell their military hardware to the highest bidder or they do favors. Plus it helps that we make it for them. The cartel only wishes it could get this stuff but is too afraid of what we have and knows we aren't afraid of using it either.
So no the Republic is not entirely blameless and neither is the Federation. The UNSC is interesting for Fringe ideas but most of their tech is a little too nuts. But still there.. Besides its cheap getting their weapons.
Old Man: Its a well known fact that the powers expunge or sell their military hardware to the highest bidder or they do favors. Plus it helps that we make it for them. The cartel only wishes it could get this stuff but is too afraid of what we have and knows we aren't afraid of using it either.
So no the Republic is not entirely blameless and neither is the Federation. The UNSC is interesting for Fringe ideas but most of their tech is a little too nuts. But still there.. Besides its cheap getting their weapons.
Tara: Since when does the Republic sell its military hardware? I mean, we loan some of it to smaller powers who can't protect themselves, but we don't sell it, do we?
*Republic Genetic Research Station 6, Top Secret. Clark, having left Reach, is walking through the corridors with the holocomm rendition of Dr Warren.*
Clark: Are you sure the project's ready?
Warren: Well, we'd need to one some tests. We've never tried to use this technology before.
Clark: Are you sure you deactivated the Eblisi technology?
Warren: Yes.
*They walk into a chamber with dozens of Ghola pods.*
Clark: Remarkable.
Warren: Ki'ala doesn't know about this, does she?
Clark: No. And she's not going to.
Warren: Understood.
Thanks to Dr Matheson's notes, I've managed to perfect the cybernetics we placed in Archangel Prime. These units are now stronger, faster and tactically smarter than any Archangel.
*Clark looks in one of the pods, containing a human male.*
Clark: Genetically engineered.
Warren: Not engineered. Created. The perfect soldiers. No past, no family...
Clark: What about soul? You can't program a soul.
Warren: We managed to get hold of Synthesiser personality transference technology. Each one of them has the personality of our best soldiers.
Of course, we randomised the different personalities, so each one is unique.
The General hissed, "Lanco.. these creatures.. the Eblisi, they may even be a threat to your kind. I know that you don't typically involve yourselves in organic affairs, but you may want to intervene." He seemed to be talking to.. the star? He rolled over on the table again.. his back.. was smoking.
Qo'nos
The Fractal pattern was burying itself into the star. A complex pattern of nuclear, electromagnetic, and gravitational reactions began. The star was slowly waking up to its surroundings. It was aware of a conflict in its system. At its core a nano-singularity echoed the words of the voices of an independent, yet collective consciousness. The language they spoke would be to any other mind an enigma of complex mathematical algorithms. "My kin, be careful. You have awoken in a sea of turmoil. Prepare your auras, we will convey to you how. The creatures there, they call themselves Klingons and Eblisi.. the Eblisi may be a threat to your being and to that of your children. The others are insignificant."
Back at Lanco 3 Base
The General had passed out again.. besides the pain.. his mind was once again being accessed like a remote database. The purpose.. to differentiate between Klingon ship designs and Eblisi. While he lay there, fractal pattern like, golden plasma wings, grew from his back.
Tara: Since when does the Republic sell its military hardware? I mean, we loan some of it to smaller powers who can't protect themselves, but we don't sell it, do we?
Fali: Seems to me the General is trying to get some help but given the Elibisi ignoring the entity itself I don't think its going to work.
*OOC: Not saying I approve of the idea as there could be spoilers later on and I am not quite ready to reveal all of it right now. Bits.. Bits and pieces. *
Comments
Fali: Interesting..
OOC: Nothing on this?
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Hammond: Yes. The Eblisi began their invasion late last night.
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Old Man: We know the person as Willis.. Probably a codename.
Tara: Well, that's helpful.
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M'dak: You have the thanks of the entire Klingon Empire, Captain. I am Captain M'dak... Son of Markon.
*Meanwhile, Dani and Gillian's Quarters. Dani is getting her things moved in, along with a bunk.*
Dani: Well, at least we're away now.
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Terry: Markon would be proud Captain. We are heading to Luna 6 to drop the refugees off. My condolences on what has occured.. and for your father captain. A proud and noble Klingon.
*Gillian looks around and wonders... as the ship waits for its Captain away from the combat area as Romulan vessels come in to aid. *
Gillian: Never would have thought of Romulans coming to help.
Old Man: It is.. He is hiding in a dumpster...
Officer: sir the chancellor is away. ODST are moving through the city trying to locate any other officers and leaders they can find.
The ship shakes again.
Harper: report
Ops: shields are down to 50%
Harper: all batteries fire at will.
Old man: Have the Regional Police picked up on her?
Andorian: No sir. Regional is still dealing with the body you left in the dumpster and pinned on the Cartels..
Old Man: Green skinned cowards. Easy to frame. But lets keep moving before we have them poke around on a trail..
*As he steps out and as the rest are taken out as they switch vehicles and service tags. Tara gets a good look at him.. Older, scarred, human, cybernetic arm, a visor like eyepatch, and wearing top of the line ODST armor.. modified with republic and federation technology. As the operation set up here shows how well off they are funded and supplied. Republic weapons, Federation Drones an unmanned bipedals, MS hangars off in the back, and transports. A strange rank insignia signifying special forces.*
Maelstrom stirred on the table, at first he mad a few nonsensical sounds that sounded like jibberish, but then he managed to get out. "I think.. we can help you with your quonos problem." His eyes were still glowing a firey color between orange and red, but his voice, sounded like his own. He would move his clawed hand up to his eyes, unless he was restrained, covering them and groan.. "Urgghh..."
B'etara looked dubious. "General, you are in no condition to do anything. Lay back and rest. We're light years from Qo'nos and our ship is not equipped for this era of combat."
He hissed, "There is more than just me in this skull....." He then roared, trying to reach for her throat, "Give me something for this pain!!!"
Soon there is a knock on his office door
Strauss: come. Agent Coleman I was told you would be heading the CIS investigation. What can I do for you.
Coleman: don't worry I'm not here on official business yet.
Strauss: well then what can I still do for you.
Coleman: I was hoping you could give me a heads up on what to expect from ONI.
Strauss smiles and let's out a chuckle.
Strauss: you can expect satan himself to great when you get there.
Coleman: that good huh.
Strauss I won't lie I know both Anders and ackerson. They both aren't light players. If you find they are involved come to meet. I know how to deal with them.
Coleman: well thanks general it's good to know I can trust certain people.
After Coleman leaves Strauss sits there debating his next move.
Fali : *bringing up a layered diagram of the spinal cannon and then one of the Thanix. Similar layout but some key differences.*
From the information we have from observations is that the cannons used on us are similar in make to this.. but the problem is their shields are powerful..
Your home.. Is gone..
They will rip everything from it and wipe your culture from the face of the galaxy.. Just as they are doing to the Humans, and the Andorians, and many countless others. They are noticeably leaving the pre space flight races alone.. That is their cycle. I am afraid you may have arrived not just over a hundred fifty years later but it is likely the end of the world as we know it.
With Qonos gone it leaves the Klingon front in shambles.. and opens a dual front War for the Republic. The Federation comparably if their High Command was not filled with morons they would have more of their forces but right now.. It is not looking good. Especially with the numerous problems we are having in keeping the peace in our own borders.
*Tara and Ken look around.*
Tara: I don't suppose I wanna know where you got your hardware, do I?
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The General hissed, "Lanco.. these creatures.. the Eblisi, they may even be a threat to your kind. I know that you don't typically involve yourselves in organic affairs, but you may want to intervene." He seemed to be talking to.. the star? He rolled over on the table again.. his back.. was smoking.
Qo'nos
The Fractal pattern was burying itself into the star. A complex pattern of nuclear, electromagnetic, and gravitational reactions began. The star was slowly waking up to its surroundings. It was aware of a conflict in its system. At its core a nano-singularity echoed the words of the voices of an independent, yet collective consciousness. The language they spoke would be to any other mind an enigma of complex mathematical algorithms. "My kin, be careful. You have awoken in a sea of turmoil. Prepare your auras, we will convey to you how. The creatures there, they call themselves Klingons and Eblisi.. the Eblisi may be a threat to your being and to that of your children. The others are insignificant."
Back at Lanco 3 Base
The General had passed out again.. besides the pain.. his mind was once again being accessed like a remote database. The purpose.. to differentiate between Klingon ship designs and Eblisi. While he lay there, fractal pattern like, golden plasma wings, grew from his back.
*M'dak nods.
Meanwhile, Dani and Gillian's Quarters.*
Dani: They have as much to lose as we do here.
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Old Man: Its a well known fact that the powers expunge or sell their military hardware to the highest bidder or they do favors. Plus it helps that we make it for them. The cartel only wishes it could get this stuff but is too afraid of what we have and knows we aren't afraid of using it either.
So no the Republic is not entirely blameless and neither is the Federation. The UNSC is interesting for Fringe ideas but most of their tech is a little too nuts. But still there.. Besides its cheap getting their weapons.
*OOC: Ah Ok. Memory lapse. Will alter it *
Gillian: Considering that it is now their front now I don't pity the new Praetor. My guess is he is still cursing his luck..
Tara: Since when does the Republic sell its military hardware? I mean, we loan some of it to smaller powers who can't protect themselves, but we don't sell it, do we?
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Dani: I think everyone's cursing their luck, Ensign.
So, I have something I want to run by you.
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Clark: Are you sure the project's ready?
Warren: Well, we'd need to one some tests. We've never tried to use this technology before.
Clark: Are you sure you deactivated the Eblisi technology?
Warren: Yes.
*They walk into a chamber with dozens of Ghola pods.*
Clark: Remarkable.
Warren: Ki'ala doesn't know about this, does she?
Clark: No. And she's not going to.
Warren: Understood.
Thanks to Dr Matheson's notes, I've managed to perfect the cybernetics we placed in Archangel Prime. These units are now stronger, faster and tactically smarter than any Archangel.
*Clark looks in one of the pods, containing a human male.*
Clark: Genetically engineered.
Warren: Not engineered. Created. The perfect soldiers. No past, no family...
Clark: What about soul? You can't program a soul.
Warren: We managed to get hold of Synthesiser personality transference technology. Each one of them has the personality of our best soldiers.
Of course, we randomised the different personalities, so each one is unique.
Clark: How many?
Warren: We have 2 battalions ready to go.
Clark: Not enough to turn the tide of war.
Warren: But enough to turn the tide of a battle.
Clark: They are legions.
Warren: Not legions, Clark. Spartans.
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Hammond: What in the world?
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Old Man: Welcome to the real world lass.
*He takes out a cigar and lights it up.. *
Fali: Seems to me the General is trying to get some help but given the Elibisi ignoring the entity itself I don't think its going to work.
*OOC: Not saying I approve of the idea as there could be spoilers later on and I am not quite ready to reveal all of it right now. Bits.. Bits and pieces. *