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RNN Report:
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Anchor: Just moments ago, millions of Raysian Citizens felt a the ground and air shake as a stockpile of low-yield hydrogen machwave warheads, stored at a rooftop Sky Cleaner site, detonated on itself and blew the top off Raysia City's Monson Tower. Casualty and injury counts have not yet come in, but medical aircraft have already closed in, as well as several military investigation teams. Major Alexis Wilder of the investigation team had this to say:

Major Wilder: "....At this time, we do not know if this was merely a malfunction, or if it was an act of terrorism. We are bringing in the ELDERS team to investigate the terrorist possibility."

Interviewer: "What about the other Sky Cleaners? Are they at risk?"

Wilder: "We can not tell at this time, but we are having all crews double-check the safeties on all the ammo and increasing security sweeps."

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Anchor: "Several aircraft were knocked out of the sky from the explosion, and we expect some people were killed in the air, but we hope people remembered their safety procedures.

"Air traffic has been cut off around that part of Raysia City, due to the military and emergency activity. So if you are travelling in Raysia City, try to take another route.

"We'll bring you more on this tragedy as it develops, but we can expect to see casualties in the low hundreds."

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Haaregradians send their condolences in your time of loss. We are willing to assist the Raysian people in any way needed.

Hattia also sends our condolences.

Having a Colonial Outpost in yuour Nation, we lend its services of Aid, Medical, and Military at your disposial. We wish to send our deepest sympathies and condolences for the lives lost of our Comrade Brethren Ally.

RNN Breaking news:

This traffic camera still image has just surfaced, taken seconds before the explosion:
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It looks to be some sort of missile, or a testla weapon even. We can only guess at this time.

We go now to Major Wilder, the head of the investigation, for her comments.

Wilder: "This obviously confirms that this was indeed a terrorist attack. Among our list of suspects are our new neighbors, the Nodea Rudav. We are dispatching the ELDERS team to the Nodea Rudav colony in Raysian territory to question some leaders there.

Base Commandant Rog'Ka awaits Raysia Inspection of the Colonial Outpost. Every inch of the Outpost is open for inspection and all personnel are subject to questioning.

5 Su-37-1818s launch from a mountain base in the Raysian city of Ascension. The planes soar through the night sky, ripping through the air with sonic boom, until they reach the coastline.

Over the ocean, they drop low and approach the off-shore Nodea Rudav outpost. The 5 jets slow to a complete stop, throwing the lift jets into action, then lower gently onto a large landing bay in the colony.

The 5 ELDERS climb out of their planes, dressed in their full attire, with standard armament. They don't look like they are out for trouble, they just have a few questions to ask.

Jace, the team leader, finds a dock worker, and asks directions to the Commandant's office.

The ELDERS team soon arrives at the commandant's office' lobby.

Commandant Rog'Ka allowed his tail to sway side to side, sliding on the ground beneath him, as a sign of worry. Being a Komodren, usually emotions showed themselves in other ways of body expression. Standing and looking down at a map of a Nations Territory, obviously Raysia, Rog'Ka looked up to see five humans walk into his office. Noticing that they were not of Rudavian origional, he gave a quick salute and continued to examine the map.

"I welcome you, Honored Raysians, to Colonial Outpost Raysia. You have every right to come at your own convience, yet I see this is perhaps official business," he sighed, sitting back on the leather chair behind him, tail slipping over the side of the chair, "What can I do for my Comrade Brethren of Raysia?"

The Dominion of The Captain expresses its deepest sympathies for the Raysians. If there is any way in which we can provide assisance, please let us know.

Peter Hills
Foreign Affairs Director

Intense, but I know who bombed Raysia

Most of the E-Team had never seen/met a Komodren before... most certainly an odd sight to one who has never really conversed with anyone non-human.

Jace reaches into his jacket and removes a small document envelope. He undoes the latch and tosses it onto the table, letting a few papers and pictures fall out. There are some pictures of the ruined Sky Cleaner Site, camera shots of the explosion and projectile weapon, and several short reports on casualties and damage and observations by investigators.

"Tell me everything you know about the incident in Raysia City. If you don't know anything, then point me to someone who does."

Its one of your closest allies... backstabber is jealous

Intense, but I know who bombed RaysiaOOC: Umm.. care to expand a little bit more on that?

Slowly he looked it over, orangish-red eyes scanning quickly to not annoy these Honored Visitors. As he scanned and read, slowly beginning to understand why they were here, he looked up at them.

"Well," he started, sitting up, "I have been monitering this situation, couldn't ignore the loud BOOM that erupted from no where. I scrambled two Star Sabre's to scout around Outside of Raysian Territory and commence Recon at high altitudes. That is all I could of done in that, but we did recieve from one of the Star Sabre's some interesting transmissions from a Non-Raysian source INSIDE Raysian, or so we believe."

He pulled a paper from underneath the Raysian map on the top of his desk.

"Here," he said, handing it to them as he stood, "is the copy of that transmission."

He suddenly stopped.

"Wait, I just remembered something.......we lost contact with five of our Base Personnel last week....."

His greenish-blue skin started to turn pale.

"And...this transmission marks the....Holy...."

Look deeper in to your friend your investigating, and his ties to other regions... I'll explain more later... for now... i must shower

Jace looked over the transmission, then handed it to his second-in-command.

"Are you trying to tell me that some of your missing men may be responsible for this? We need names and profiles as soon as you can."

He looked confused, "I have no idea, really. They were on a Transport to Aztec National Leagues Colonial Outpost to help out up there with stuff, and then it crashed. We Reconed from a High Alt. and saw that there was nothing left but the impact crator."

He sighs, "If their alive I have no idea why they would do this, but I will tell you their names."

He gave a list immedietly, sitting back down hard in thought.

[code:1:b27209ec62]Colonel Duna Yi'Saw - Human Male
Major Set'Ni - Komodren Male
Lieutenant Xee'An - Komodren Female
Lieutenant Maxtor Gi'Pan - Human Male[/code:1:b27209ec62]

He looked confused, "I have no idea, really. They were on a Transport to Aztec National Leagues Colonial Outpost to help out up there with stuff, and then it crashed. We Reconed from a High Alt. and saw that there was nothing left but the impact crator."

He sighs, "If their alive I have no idea why they would do this, but I will tell you their names."

He gave a list immedietly, sitting back down hard in thought.

[code:1:f4df44d944]Colonel Duna Yi'Saw - Human Male
Major Set'Ni - Komodren Male
Lieutenant Xee'An - Komodren Female
Lieutenant Maxtor Gi'Pan - Human Male[/code:1:f4df44d944]"Thank you," Jace says, stuffing the list into the envelope. "Is there anyone else I should talk to?"

Looking at the one whom spoke, thinking for a moment. Looking away at the window then at the map slowly, one could tell he was attempting to gather the information.

"I suppose the one whom could help you is CSF General Zenet just down the hall, he Commands the Colonial Special Forces Company stationed here."

Jace nods, "Thank you... you'll hear from us again." He signalled for his team to head down to the other office, gathering the envelope before he leaves.

General Zenet, Birthright Human, stood silently along with his assistant, a female Komodren by the name of Rite'Fa, as they looked at the Flat-Screen Moniter on the wall infront of them. Looking at points of interest, hot spots, and random look-ins, General Zenet didn't hear the Visitors approach.

"So Commondore Rite'Fe," he began, still thinking he alone with her, "Would dinner be good tonight?"

Turning her head away and back, blushing slightly on her 'cheeks', "I suppose, General. Let's not get acustom to this, I'm afraid I might go deeper." They both laughed lightly, still unaware of the visitors.

The general hears a loud knock on his door as Jace raps his fist on the hard wood. "General Zenet. I need to speak with you," the ELDERS leader said through the door, "Immediately."

Nodding to the Commondore, General Zenet walked to the door, opened it fully, and welcomed the ones in.

"Come, come," Zenet said with a welcoming motion of his hand, "We can speak in here with your problem. What is it you have that should interest me?"

Walking over to his desk to sit in the chair, he waited for these welcomed guests to enter and begin discussing their situation, or whatever they wanted to speak about.

Jace goes through the same little briefing he said to the Commandant. After showing him all the information, he asks simply, "Tell me everything you know, and who I can ask for more info."

Nods, looks over to the Commonodre briefly with a worried look, then back at the visitor.

"It seems to be a beam originated by an Ionic Discharge, or an Ion Cannon or Gun. It could be any number of things, indeed, but the way the beam looks, and how well it went through the building, I'd say someones been toying with the possibilities." Sitting back, looking at another image closer, he nods to himself. "I see, I believe that Colonial Scientific Advancement has never successfully implemented Ion Technology. We only are capable of enhancing emissions from a Microwave Source to make it into a Deadly discharge into a beam of light, like a laser beam. We have not that here."

He thought shortly, then looked back at the Visitor.

"We were, however, transporting a Microwave Cannon on the transport that was downed. Its possible someone snatched it and used it. This color of this beam on this image exctaly looks like a Microwave Cannon enhancing its Emissions at a low rate to make a low-damage effect from the resulting beam, meaning low-powered fire, and I believe someone did snatch it and someone did use it," he set the images down, looking the visitor straight into the eyes, "I assure you, however, no Rudavian would stab Allies in the back in such a way. Those crew onboard that transport were brought back, and when we sent a protected Modified Shuttle to pick its Microwave Cannon cargo, it was gone. Therefore, we had nothing but the crash to do with this. The crash was a result of an over-looked problem, all crew survived, which was three, two pilots and one engineer for monitering its engines. As soon as the engineer noticed the trouble, it was too late."

He sat back, "Shall we continue with details, or have I answered your questions and perhaps assist further?"

Emma, the analytical specialist of the group, raised an eyebrow at the man's assessment. "A microwave cannon? We can't seven tell if that was a beam weapon at all. That's a night-vision photograph. For all we know, it could be the exhaust from a missile weapon."

Jace turned to her, then turned back to the General. "Thank you for your input. Do you know where we can find some information on this technology? We don't really have any beam weapons in our arsenal. "

OOC: Try to limit the future tech, if possible :P

OOC:

I thought a Microwave Laser was Future tech, too! But, turns out US experimented successfuly with the concept back in the 1950-60's, or some other time back when.

IC:

He smiled, "I can give you, freely, the way to simply construct a Microwave Laser, the Cannon itself is actually a bigger version with few add-ons and modifications."

He handed the specs for a Microwave Laser to the visitor.

"Well," he said after a long silence, "I believe we have no 'Futuristic' stuff in our arsanel, just revised consepts, and Space Ships that are made to our current technological capability, that are, when you look at their history, not that new." He smiled, "Need anything else, be glad to show you how give you a few Microwave Lasers. Just be carful, as the emissions are like the ones emitted in a Microwave for heating food, hence the same Microwave Emissions are magnified by a simple process of enhancing the Emission to a deadly beam-like level."

Do you know of anyone that might be able to tell us more about who might be responsible for the attack?

Shakes his head slowly, "No, I don't, unless you have a rebel faction in your nation or terrorists. I have no idea why WE would do it, in which I KNOW we wouldn't because you are allies and done no wrong. We could help further, but lack of information prevents us. Sorry."

Jace nods, "Thank you for your time." then signals for his team to follow him out the door.

Walking back to their planes, they discuss the information they received, talking about how the weapon didn't quite look like a beam weapon, but not like a missile weapon either.

"Perhaps it was some sort ofenergy-ropelled rocket?" Emma throws out as they hop back into their planes.

"I don't know," comments Jace, "Lets head back to Raysia City and see if they've found anything new."

The five jets lift off vertically and glide out of the landing bay, into the early-morning sky

OOC:

Hmm....wonder who gonna be described as doin it, lol....