Melkor Unchained
11-12-2003, 23:42
Lord Alkanphel looked over the deployment lists, a tactical display showing cargo fleet assets en route to escort the colonists departing from the mainland, taking them load by load to the waiting shipyards above. A holographic spere was the centerpiece of the image, with miniature, translucent white replicas desgnating the position of all other orbital assets, floating around the minature planet in smooth simulation. He studied their movements for a moment before returning to his paperwork.
Soon, the 2nd and 3rd Fleets would jump into Earth orbit as the last preparations were being made to depart. The colonists will be transported via orbital and Io-stationed shipyards, as they're the only craft large enough to carry them effectively. He leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin in thought. His hand flitted to the datapad, where he counjured a similar, albeit far smaller representation of Mars, with color coded areas designating various nations' claims. He peered at in, slipping into a reverie.
Suddenly a video image of Fleet Admiral Ahadi Il-Amir appeared on the screen. "Sir, all Fleetside preparations are complete. all crews are prepared for the jump. Expect us in ten minutes."
Alkanphel nodded. "Excellent. We'll be waiting."
The transmision Clicked off. Standing from his desk, Alkanphel paced back and forth his ornate office suite, his gaze once again settling on Mars. Soon, the Imperium would assert its claim to the Red Planet.
Public Diplomatic Transmission
Point of Origin: Angband
Destination: Mars
"We are coming. Anyone found on our land will be given 48 hours to evacuate the area, a process with which we will assist. Expect our Fleets in orbit within the hour."
Melkor, Lord of Darkness
He who Arises in Might
Emperor Eternal of the Imperial Dominion of Melkor Unchained, Lord and Master of Arda
http://people.vanderbilt.edu/~darion.c.smith/melkor.jpg
Soon, the 2nd and 3rd Fleets would jump into Earth orbit as the last preparations were being made to depart. The colonists will be transported via orbital and Io-stationed shipyards, as they're the only craft large enough to carry them effectively. He leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin in thought. His hand flitted to the datapad, where he counjured a similar, albeit far smaller representation of Mars, with color coded areas designating various nations' claims. He peered at in, slipping into a reverie.
Suddenly a video image of Fleet Admiral Ahadi Il-Amir appeared on the screen. "Sir, all Fleetside preparations are complete. all crews are prepared for the jump. Expect us in ten minutes."
Alkanphel nodded. "Excellent. We'll be waiting."
The transmision Clicked off. Standing from his desk, Alkanphel paced back and forth his ornate office suite, his gaze once again settling on Mars. Soon, the Imperium would assert its claim to the Red Planet.
Public Diplomatic Transmission
Point of Origin: Angband
Destination: Mars
"We are coming. Anyone found on our land will be given 48 hours to evacuate the area, a process with which we will assist. Expect our Fleets in orbit within the hour."
Melkor, Lord of Darkness
He who Arises in Might
Emperor Eternal of the Imperial Dominion of Melkor Unchained, Lord and Master of Arda
http://people.vanderbilt.edu/~darion.c.smith/melkor.jpg