Kajal
31-03-2004, 04:37
It had been more then 30 years since the Kajali Civil War, in which the nation of Kajal Mars first became independent, and in that time, the Imperium of Kajal had refused to recognize the former martian colony, acting as if it had never existed. However, there were always senators arguing that the Imperium should go back to Mars with the biggest battlefleet it could muster, and conquer the hell out of the former colony.
And now, it would.
“This is Ljusalfheim Control, to IKS Viishar. You are clear to launch. Drydock moorings have been retracted.’
“Thank you L Control, we’ll see you in a few weeks.”
The IKS Viishar, first of the new state of the art class of battleships that it shared it’s name with, glided out of the drydock, it’s features sharp and angular in comparison to the ships that Kajal had previously used.
It, and all it’s newly introduced brethren of varying classes, had been designed for one purpose.
Wiping the floor with Kajal Mars.
The Viishar maneuvered into it’s position with the rest of the 600 ship battlefleet, comprising the best the Imperium of Kajal had to offer. According to the most recent intel, gathered by Lume after he attended a party at the Martian Duma, Kajal Mars could only muster about 300 active ships now. Their fleet had suffered massive losses in the last Martian war due to their relative fragility, and the rest of the ships remaining out of what had once been 2000 had long since been decommissioned. Kajal Mars maintained only 400 starships now, if the intel was right, and a full hundred of those were almost entirely unarmed.
The battlefleet aligned itself with the massive waystation over Ljusalfheim Secundus, and was catapulted via subspace towards Mars.
A massive wave of subspace energy would be detected prior to their arrival, and once they flashed back into existence, gun ports open and defenses up, it would be obvious what they were there to do.
The last ship disappeared into subspace, and Martian sensor arrays began picking up a massive wavefront headed towards them.
It would arrive in approximately three solar days.
And now, it would.
“This is Ljusalfheim Control, to IKS Viishar. You are clear to launch. Drydock moorings have been retracted.’
“Thank you L Control, we’ll see you in a few weeks.”
The IKS Viishar, first of the new state of the art class of battleships that it shared it’s name with, glided out of the drydock, it’s features sharp and angular in comparison to the ships that Kajal had previously used.
It, and all it’s newly introduced brethren of varying classes, had been designed for one purpose.
Wiping the floor with Kajal Mars.
The Viishar maneuvered into it’s position with the rest of the 600 ship battlefleet, comprising the best the Imperium of Kajal had to offer. According to the most recent intel, gathered by Lume after he attended a party at the Martian Duma, Kajal Mars could only muster about 300 active ships now. Their fleet had suffered massive losses in the last Martian war due to their relative fragility, and the rest of the ships remaining out of what had once been 2000 had long since been decommissioned. Kajal Mars maintained only 400 starships now, if the intel was right, and a full hundred of those were almost entirely unarmed.
The battlefleet aligned itself with the massive waystation over Ljusalfheim Secundus, and was catapulted via subspace towards Mars.
A massive wave of subspace energy would be detected prior to their arrival, and once they flashed back into existence, gun ports open and defenses up, it would be obvious what they were there to do.
The last ship disappeared into subspace, and Martian sensor arrays began picking up a massive wavefront headed towards them.
It would arrive in approximately three solar days.