The Constitutional Republic of Teknian sends greetings to all of our space faring neighbours.... Our major Starbase, 'Eagle One' is not open for interstellar commerce....
Eagle One:
Mass: 800,000,000 Metric Tons
Height: 27,150 meters
Diameter: 13,400 meters
It has internal and external docking.....
Vessel beam and height cannot exceed 575m x 368m respectively for internal docking.
40 available docking ports, 20 internal, 20 external....
We look forward to your visits....
'Eagle One' boasts a 100 deck Promenade "Mall" with more than 2000 shops and more than 100 pubs.
Where better to make trade deals, than over fine cuisine, and your choice of the plethora of beverages from all over the universe... including such fine local cuisine and drinks as Tekanian Jumbalaya so rich you'll be sweating bullets, and fine Tekanian Ale...
East Coast Federation
12-09-2004, 23:46
OOC: Nice evil looking starbase
A Kraskinov gate opens, the massive Zeus emerges and immediately heads for the Docking level of Evil one.... its massive 1.3km bulk glides through the base doors.
Moments later another K-tube opens, and the Titan emerges, and makes a line for the Eagle One station... entering and docking as well.
Outside the TRSS Chronos and TRSS Pegasus patrol around the Station.
--- On the TRSS Zeus.
Commodore Henry Brandeu presses a button and talks to the crew.... "All hands, you are confined to the Zeus untill further notice...." he then releases the button, and turns to the XO..." Captain Genar, you have the bridge. I have to meet with Admiral Warner....."
"Yes sir..." says Captain Genar, taking the command seat, as the Commodore gets up and heads for the station.... entering and heading the CFO's office on Eagle One.
--- On the TRSS Titan.
The same thing plays out.... and Rear Admiral Wadrill as well heads for Fleet Admiral Warner's office...
--- On Eagle One, Office of the Chief of Fleet Operations, Tekanian Stellar Navy, Fleet Admiral Lawrence M. Warner.
Commodore Brandeu and Rear Admiral Wadrill enter FADM Warner's office.
"Henry, Greg, have a seat.... " says Fleet Admiral Warner.
The two CO's sit down... quietly....
"I know you are both worried..... and I'll set some of your mind at ease... though not all of it. As for the bad news, all of your crew will need to be debriefed, but I want this handled by your own respective commands. For the good news, we don't appear to be at war, and all vessels have returned safely....." says Fleet Admiral Warner. "But, I need your reports....."
"Sir," says Rear Admiral Gregory Wadrill, "our departure was uneventful, we were already off the station when the call came, and we headed back immediately."
"Mine wasn't, Admiral," says Commodore Henry Brandeu, "we were given sever, rather aggressive warnings on departure."
"Yes," remarks the Fleet Admiral, "There was a rather heated exchange after the fact, according to the President communications with the leadership of the ECF. There were more threats. Needless to say, we've disregarded their threats as childish antics on their part. We're not a nation to start wars arbitrarily, even when provoked in minor extents such as this..... not to mention, as you well know, even though the ECF is not as advanced, they do have the numbers on us. It is not in our interest to respond to their provokings, they have nothing we need, and there is little point in buying into their petty posturing. We're above that as a people. However, on to more important matters, General Order number 429 was issued moments ago. All Stellar Navy Vessels flying under the flag of the Republic are to avoid ECF controled space. And no vessel is to respond to ECF vessel hails, or posturings, unless we are fired upon. Your orders at this point, is to return to your ships, and start crew debreifing... we want all intel on the ECF they may have acquired. No one is to leave untill debriefed. Untill further notice the Titan and Zeus are to remain here at Eagle One and await orders....
"Aye sir.... " Commodore Brandeu and Rear Admiral Wadrill say in tandem....
"Dismissed...." says Fleet Admiral Warner.
The two officers leave the office....
In contemplation Fleet Admiral Warner looks over his PAD... Thinking to himself..... They want intel.... I guess its time for the Spectre.
--- Outside Eagle one.
A 200m vessel, hawkish looking departs from Eagle One's bay doors... The vessel has no markings what-so-ever, no hull numbers, no name..... The TRSS Pegasus comes along side.... the new vessel.
--- Onboard the Pegasus.
"Ok OPS, open the K-tube to the ECF station...." commands Commodore Fletcher...." he says as he watched the vessel on his screen.
"Aye sir....." says LTJG Scott. "Opening K-tube....."
Outside they watch as the Kraskinov Tube opens in space.... energies surging from the Pegasus, generating this momentary, and temporary warp-gate.... The vessel begins to move to the gate, and fades from view..... within moments there is a disruption in the K-tube's eventhorizon....
"Spectre is in route..." says LTJG Scott, the Pegasus' ops Officer. "She's arrived......"
"Ok, close the K-tube....." commands Commodore Fletcher.
"Yes, sir...." responds LTJG Scott...
Outside the K-tube slams shut....
Good luck guys, Commodore Fletcher thinks to himself.