Imperial Brits
04-01-2005, 02:18
The two doors opened with a silent hiss. The Warlord was currently seeing to the allies while the generals were tasked with a military campaign.The civilian officers directly below the control room would see to logistics.
The holo grid in the centre of the room pictured the Epsilon Pegasi system. The data horribly inaccurate regarding the current political status, was still viable regarding the planetary viability. The first plan of action was for the Honour clan to finish unfinished business. Two Hundred years ago the Great War began in that system, and out of irony or the memory of those warriors fallen it would begin again. It was known that ESUS members held territory there, in particular the nation by the name of Central Facehuggaria, a worthy advisory to the generals and warriors of old but perhaps they could out do them this time?
The holo grid glared with a small glint in the green atmosphere, while in the corner of the room a small discussion was taking place. At once it died down to a mumble as General Hatler entered. “I assume this is the place.” His three claws dug into the floor as he grew enraged at a small piece of data. Wreckage field . “How many warriors died in this battle alone?” He asked.
“Twenty nine thousand, three hundred and eighteen. General. Too many, one wonders at how such losses were accepted, tolerated by the lower classes, after all it was them that died. The lowest of the warrior caste always fell first.”
“But this time.” Hatler emphasised with a great rise in tone. “[i]”But, this TIME, we will prevail. The humans, they started this war, they began it, we had no choice but to defend ourselves and our home, and now we are punished for rising to the call. By the Gods I will see them cower in the ashes of our cannons. They will perish for the pain and torment they put our people through, they will all suffer.”
“General the probe is ready” Came a hidden voice from the crowd.
“Very well launch the probe.”
As the small round object fled into hyperspace it made its destination for the Epsilon Pegasi system. The New days of terror had begun.
Eighteen Hours Later Exiting hyperspace (Babylon 5 one) the probe arrived in system, its engine now depleted of energy the batteries began to activate. Quick scans began to take place paying no heed to any who could be watching.
The holo grid in the centre of the room pictured the Epsilon Pegasi system. The data horribly inaccurate regarding the current political status, was still viable regarding the planetary viability. The first plan of action was for the Honour clan to finish unfinished business. Two Hundred years ago the Great War began in that system, and out of irony or the memory of those warriors fallen it would begin again. It was known that ESUS members held territory there, in particular the nation by the name of Central Facehuggaria, a worthy advisory to the generals and warriors of old but perhaps they could out do them this time?
The holo grid glared with a small glint in the green atmosphere, while in the corner of the room a small discussion was taking place. At once it died down to a mumble as General Hatler entered. “I assume this is the place.” His three claws dug into the floor as he grew enraged at a small piece of data. Wreckage field . “How many warriors died in this battle alone?” He asked.
“Twenty nine thousand, three hundred and eighteen. General. Too many, one wonders at how such losses were accepted, tolerated by the lower classes, after all it was them that died. The lowest of the warrior caste always fell first.”
“But this time.” Hatler emphasised with a great rise in tone. “[i]”But, this TIME, we will prevail. The humans, they started this war, they began it, we had no choice but to defend ourselves and our home, and now we are punished for rising to the call. By the Gods I will see them cower in the ashes of our cannons. They will perish for the pain and torment they put our people through, they will all suffer.”
“General the probe is ready” Came a hidden voice from the crowd.
“Very well launch the probe.”
As the small round object fled into hyperspace it made its destination for the Epsilon Pegasi system. The New days of terror had begun.
Eighteen Hours Later Exiting hyperspace (Babylon 5 one) the probe arrived in system, its engine now depleted of energy the batteries began to activate. Quick scans began to take place paying no heed to any who could be watching.