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The tenth fleet isn't Mirfak's largest, but it is arguably one of the most powerful. It is labeled as a target assault fleet, and sails with ten Gel, fifty Hokal, and twenty Lesui class vessels. Its bomowas is surprised and more than a little pleased when she recieves her orders. The Alphin has personally ordered them to sail on the heart of the Imperial Republic of CoreWorlds: Tenetia. Accompanying them is a single Sazonah class heavy supply ship, contents undisclosed.

She makes her way to the bridge of MCL-727, the Hokal leading the fleet, and steps up to her command chair, drawing her ceremonial rapier and pointing it forward as she rallies her ships. "Thioios inkal kinek rodailal! Totios aledrai soporukal mor teparkal!" She sits down and waits the brief two minutes it takes for the fleet to move into position around the heavy Sazonah. She considers briefly the reported situation at their destination. CoreWorlds is at war, its fleets deployed, their target under a near-constant threat. She smiles. "Uk est xanthal to part mifal. Varikal, por xanthal." She places her rapier back in her belt and addresses her navigator. "Idosios frasas jenreet. Zolisios seulit to Tenetia." The ships move off through the Mirfakan Sord and enter planespace, on course for the capital of CoreWorlds with their combat systems on standby, in full defensive formation.

Alphin Vinessa Burkavik contacts the Coredian government with a single text message, written in Galactic Standard. "Mirfak sends its tenth fleet on your homeworld. Call your Commodore Horvath to face our vessels at the Tenetia Sord in one day's time. It is imperative that he be recalled for this task." She sits back, smiling slyly and speaking to her empty office. "Watashi xolka tel est vikanal. Nil-il nerisios kinteen cilal, Commodore Horvath."

The retired Commodore smiled as he was once again aboard the flagship Imperial Star Destroyer mk II Dragonstorm, the flagship that once aided Mirfak in her time of need. Now, he was pulled out of retirement for this one last task to the Mirfakians.

Unfortunately, it was a mess at Tenetia by the time they arrived. Terrible battle ravaged the system, as Chaos ships and Core ships duked it out in a contest for the capital planet. The news have reported that many of the famous leaders of Coreworlds were fighting the battle, from rumored-to-be-Emperor Daniel Masaki flying his starfighter in the thick of combat, the powerful King of the Dragons from Issus ravaging an enemy battleship with great plasma blasts from his mouth, and even the President himself fights the Battle of Tenetia, sending contant messages of courage and determination to the people.

The Dragonstorm herself was on the outskirts of the system, awaiting the Mirfakian delegation even as he slams turbolasers into an enemy destroyer, making it break up in victory. The Commodore is pleased to fight one more battle as he makes orders to keep his ship fighting, and yet he watches for the Mirfakians.

The Mirfakan fleet arrives right on time. It is still in defensive formation, its Hokali in front, led by MCL-727, the Geli staying close to the supply ship, and Lesui staying to the sides and rear. The lead ship hails the Dragonstorm as it moves further forward, standing out from its allies. Bomowas Kinressa Cintiak speaks strongly and clearly on the audio channel. "He who presumes to face our mighty fleet, send your ship forward and make yourself known!" She smiles to herself. This is quite a dangerous game the Alphin has thought up; worthy of Mirfak's Grahalel.

Even as war raged in firey congress about Tenetia; Chronosian sensors picked up the incoming ships...Believing them to be enemy reinforcements; the Imperium sends forth a Slaaneshi Class Battlecruiser; to deal with any threat to the war effort.
"Foreign vessels." A voice hissed "This is an Imperial matter; stand down, or you will be eradicated....We have warned you"

Bomowas Cintiak's smile turns into a half-frown. This would be troublesome, but one ship can be easily handled with the power the fully-armed tenth fleet. She opens a seperate channel so her conversation with the Commodore will not be interrupted and responds, but not before checking to be sure all her fleet's weapons are online. She speaks in Galactic Standard, for the benefit of the translator. "Our business here is with the Coredians. Your conflict is of no interest to this fleet. Nevertheless, I'm not opposed to taking care of one of the Empire's problems for them; so if you wish to be destroyed feel free to continue your approach." The Hokal-class ships, which already have their pylons deployed, target the approaching vessel.

The Battleships warp cannons crackled with alien fury; as missle pods readied; and countless turbo lazers and ion cannons shimmered; ready to dispense their deadly cargo. "You fool; the Coredians serve a feeble Republic; we are the true Empire. Now; die...And feel the wrath of Chaos Gods!"

The weapons blazed into life; Warp Cannons roaring to full power; turbo lazer fire cutting through the void as a hot knife through butter; missles dodging between blasts as Seismic Charges and mines tumbled through the depths...

The Hokal class ships are forced to take evasive action, breaking their perfect formation. Their response, however, is no-holds-barred. Kinressa knows that her enemy's defensive strength is great, and their offensive power will almost certainly take at least one ship if they are not eliminated quickly. Going for broke, she orders two thousand of the frontrunners' twenty-eight hundred hoksai fired at the powerful Slaaneshi class warship. The space-time mines race away from the Mirfakan fleet and make for the aggressor, taking indirect, evasive paths to minimize loss of destructive power by point defense. The Mirfakan fleet, between shielding and point defense, withstands the initial, generally targeted barrage without a great deal of trouble, but systems damage is inflicted upon several vessels, one Hokal losing artificial gravity.

OOC: [long OOC explanation]I won't pretend to know your ship's specs, but unless this is a capital ship the kind of firepower just used should destroy it. The vast majority of the Labule's power is in offensive ability, and a large majority of that in the hoksa. General-advancement-wise they're probably a step or two behind you, but not incredibly so. Hoksai are very agile and much more powerful than most missiles/torpedoes, so I figure that your point defense (assuming you have point defense and it's very good) should be able to take out about five hundred of them en-route, but the remaining ones should be more than enough to destroy the vessel. Besides that, I really don't want to lose more than a few people in this fight since I intended this to be primarily an exchange between me and CW.[/long OOC explanation]

The Star Destroyer Dragonstorm looms to support the Mirfakians, blasting away with green turbolasers at its Slanneshi counterpart. Heavy fighter-bombers like E-wings and K-wings sped forward to add their missiles and heavy laser cannons to the numbers of missiles already thrown by the Mirfak Tenth Fleet, and lighter fighters also strafed with torpedoes and laser cannons, though with less effect.

Suddenly 3 Phoenix-class Dreadnoughts, 2 Midway-class carriers, 3 Draconic-class carriers, 10 Ancient-class Shieldships, 10 Intrepid-class starships, 10 Macross-class Assault Carriers, 6 Macross Cannons, 20 Outlaw Star Refits, 3 Warbird-class Stealth Warships, and 1 Orion-class Battlestation arrived out of hyperspace only a small distance from the Coreworld Ships.

Transmission to the Dragonstorm

I am Captain Catherine Klein of the Midway-class carrier Sulamar we are here to assist you in your time of need we are sorry we could not arrive sooner but our fleet was preoccupied with a threat to our own. This task force was specially prepared to assist your fleets. We are here to help direct us to your immediate needs our ships are ready to fight.

End Transmission

With that all ships went into battle formation. The Macross vessels transformed to Battroid mode to fire their main weapons. The fleet was ready to assist. 1500 Mjolnir Drones launched from the vessels as well as multiple squadrons of Veritech Fighters, Dragon Fighters, and Bearcat Fighters.

OOC I thought I should lend you a hand because you helped me start my FT with the tech I purchased from you. So I'm here to help in whatever way you need even in your war.

Suddenly 3 Phoenix-class Dreadnoughts, 2 Midway-class carriers, 3 Draconic-class carriers, 10 Ancient-class Shieldships, 10 Intrepid-class starships, 10 Macross-class Assault Carriers, 6 Macross Cannons, 20 Outlaw Star Refits, 3 Warbird-class Stealth Warships, and 1 Orion-class Battlestation arrived out of hyperspace only a small distance from the Coreworld Ships.

Transmission to the Dragonstorm

I am Captain Catherine Klein of the Midway-class carrier Sulamar we are here to assist you in your time of need we are sorry we could not arrive sooner but our fleet was preoccupied with a threat to our own. This task force was specially prepared to assist your fleets. We are here to help direct us to your immediate needs our ships are ready to fight.

End Transmission

With that all ships went into battle formation. The Macross vessels transformed to Battroid mode to fire their main weapons. The fleet was ready to assist.

OOC I thought I should lend you a hand because you helped me start my FT with the tech I purchased from you.
OOC: Me or Mirfak?

OOC: I don't know him. I think he's talking to Chronosia. This should be closed though. Otherwise it's going to become a monster RP. And I don't want to deal with that.

OOC You Coreworlds you helped me so I'm here to help you each one of those Macross Ships are armed with 4 Reflex Cannons. One Macross is easily capable of destroying a small group of ships. We are here to assist you in your war and battles.

OOC You Coreworlds you helped me so I'm here to help you each one of those Macross Ships are armed with 4 Reflex Cannons. One Macross is easily capable of destroying a small group of ships. We are here to assist you in your war and battles.
OOC: Cool. Got MSN?

OOC: Speaking as an interested observer, I agree that it should be closed.
Dratheria, I believe you're looking for this thread (forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=401742). The battle is near the end of it.

OOC Yeah apocalypse2000@hotmail.com

awww just when I was about to jump in to help my friend Coreworlds :(

I'll add a notation to the first post. It was my error to not do so in the first place. Dratheria, I'll leave your participation here up to Chronosia, though you probably want the main war thread if you're going to get involved. The next person to post here should be Chronosia. If it isn't, I shall be forced to use the Flame of Justice.

The Slaneeshi battleship was defeated, thanks to the efforts of the Dragonstorm and the Mirfakians. Now, the old Commodore gets down to business with his former charges from Mirfak.

"He who presumes to face our mighty fleet, send your ship forward and make yourself known!"

"This is Commodore Horvath of the ISD Dragonstorm!" The Commodore replied to the summons, as if nothing had happened. "What is your purpose here?"

"I am Bomowas Kinressa Cintiak, entrusted to command the Labule Tenth Fleet of the Socialist Republic of Mirfak! I come on the order of our Alphin to charge you with responsibility for your actions in governing Mirfak after the fall of Alphin Fiquil Alano!"

"I am Bomowas Kinressa Cintiak, entrusted to command the Labule Tenth Fleet of the Socialist Republic of Mirfak! I come on the order of our Alphin to charge you with responsibility for your actions in governing Mirfak after the fall of Alphin Fiquil Alano!"
What actions? Commodore Horvath frowned. He couldn't recall doing anything untoward them since the fall of the bad guy. "If I could please have my memory refreshed on whatever I may or may not have done, I would appreciate it."

The bomowas takes a datapad from an officer standing beside her and reads. "Commodore Horvath, you have been tried and convicted in absentia of the following actions: decisive action in the face of evil, extraordinary valor in the face of enemies of the People, exemplary compassion in assisting the downtrodden, and measureless wisdom in deciding the course of reconstruction for the Mirfakan state during your heinously benevolent occupation. In return for these deeds, the government and people of Mirfak present you with this token of our eternal gratitude."

She smiles to herself as the Sazonah moves forward, its massive cargo slipping into view out of the open rear doors. The cargo vessel moves clear, leaving a giant duranium statue, almost eight hundred meters high, floating in space. The statue depicts the figure of the commodore standing nobly on a pedestal bearing the text "Bomowäs Horvath: kälnä, ălfä totäl Merfăkäl." He is standing straight, and his features have a strong and determined, yet benevolent look about them. His right hand is outstretched, and in the palm rests a miniature depiction of the planet Mirfak III. The text, when translated, reads "Commodore Horvath: champion and eternal friend of Mirfak."

The Kinressa continues on the channel. "This is our small gift to you and your nation for the service you did for us. From all the people of Mirfak: thank you, Commodore."

The old man was surprised like he never was before. "I-I do not know what to say...how big is it?"

"800 meters, sir." Sensors replied.

"Damn..." He wasn't sure where to put the statue, as he wiped a tear from his eye. Maybe the dragon or elf mages could shrink it down to a more manageable size. "I merely did what my duty entailed. I-I thank you, my friends."

Kinressa bows, even though she knows the commodore cannot see her. "Cil il pluto plutal to zek cilal zolisi hastios. Cil ninelios zek zekal lyutcos. Posib tot ninelios cil vala sel cil ninelios to uki plutal." The Mirfakan fleet turns around and returns to the sord, passing through as the translation is made. "You did much more for us than your duty required. You gave us our freedom. May the Universe grant you the happiness that you gave to so many others."

The Second Anthem (http://www.vgmusic.com/music/console/nintendo/gba/Fire_Emblem_WithIntro2.mid) plays for them, piped through the speakers.

"And May the Force be with you, always." The Commodore replied. He ordered the tractor beams to lock onto the statue, and would ask the dragon mages to shrink it down. But he is pleased that a chapter of Mirfak has come to a close with a happy ending. He can only hope that the next chapter would have the two nations working even more together in the future.

Indeed. May the Force be with Mirfak, always.

The End.