Pablitopia
30-05-2004, 21:26
OOC-I am doing this as an RP, not nesceserily private if you can find a way into it?
IC-
Sir, if you would come with me we can began the journey towards the Inecept?
Commanding Officer John Freeman spun his chair away from the command board and stood to face his PA. The two assistants who had been in the room with the CO stood to attention and saluted firmly as Freeman walked through the metal doorway. They followed, and the door slid shut with a pneumatic hiss. The PA led the threesome through corridors and past windows on the universe before they finnaly reached a sqaure room and stopped. Freeman stepped forward and pulled his pilots lisence (sp?) from its elasticated cord and inserted it into a raised keypad.
Good Evening Commander Freeman, Pilot number 543245 A. Please enter your 4 digit code now...
Chimed the keypad through its sleak speakers.
Freeman lent forward and tapped in a 4 digit code on it, then he returned to his pose and watched as the yellow barrier which surrounded the area ahead of them lowered at a point and what had seemed to be the floor slid in two halfs across to either side. A platform rose to fill the void, with perfect synchronisation, which they stepped on. The yellow barrier rose again and the lift descended into the darkness. Within 10 seconds they emerged on the flight deck amongst thousands of fighter ships, and hundreds more bombers. A yellow electric truck rolled up and they stepped onboard as it zipped away, taking them directly to a GTF Persues ship. The service was so good that the truck actually rose up to the door of the ship allowing the group in.
http://freespace.volitionwatch.com/techfs/ships/Perseus.jpg
IC-
Sir, if you would come with me we can began the journey towards the Inecept?
Commanding Officer John Freeman spun his chair away from the command board and stood to face his PA. The two assistants who had been in the room with the CO stood to attention and saluted firmly as Freeman walked through the metal doorway. They followed, and the door slid shut with a pneumatic hiss. The PA led the threesome through corridors and past windows on the universe before they finnaly reached a sqaure room and stopped. Freeman stepped forward and pulled his pilots lisence (sp?) from its elasticated cord and inserted it into a raised keypad.
Good Evening Commander Freeman, Pilot number 543245 A. Please enter your 4 digit code now...
Chimed the keypad through its sleak speakers.
Freeman lent forward and tapped in a 4 digit code on it, then he returned to his pose and watched as the yellow barrier which surrounded the area ahead of them lowered at a point and what had seemed to be the floor slid in two halfs across to either side. A platform rose to fill the void, with perfect synchronisation, which they stepped on. The yellow barrier rose again and the lift descended into the darkness. Within 10 seconds they emerged on the flight deck amongst thousands of fighter ships, and hundreds more bombers. A yellow electric truck rolled up and they stepped onboard as it zipped away, taking them directly to a GTF Persues ship. The service was so good that the truck actually rose up to the door of the ship allowing the group in.
http://freespace.volitionwatch.com/techfs/ships/Perseus.jpg