NationStates Jolt Archive

"Emergency telegram to anyone who can help us:
After Boss Gehiku left on the quest for the Armour of Vaul, the radicals have struck! There have always been dangerously insane individuals who say that we should be Lessir Tsurani's equals and not their servants, but we had no idea how organised they were. We outnumber them, but they have taken us by surprise and they have deadly military training. Lightning bolts are lighting the sky. We don't know how the war will end. The streets are littered with burned corpses. Please, help us.
What's that?
They've heard me. They're com-

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Transmission ends.

Bump!

Why is no one responding? I'm getting bored here.

Jensen

Everything was calm at the Camewottian Command, the Praetonian and Skinny top officers were running through buildings. The situation was imminent.
In an other room, in a darker room, the message came in. Looking for distraction, the Camewottian scientist translated the telegram and brought it to head command.

Hmmm...Do we have any information about this nation?

I will check our database sir, hmmm.... Ah yes, the only information we have is that they have a fragile economy, the nation should be safe. It is very strange, rebels attacking them.

Very well, send a scouting squadron of helicopters. Drop one of our secret agents.

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The night was silent when the helicopters flew over the first citys of the Qakukakian mainland, no SAM sites were found, or they were not active at least.

Roger Wilco, 5-5-5-5-4, I am seeing a burning city at 3 o' clock.

Papa five, Sammy 4, city discovered. Ready to drop agent 008?

Ready.

A parachute flew through the night, the agent had a bad landing. His first job was to look for the government leader, he had his radio and was ready to contact Camewottian Command.

Three tiny, blue humanoids watched 008 from the shadows.
"What is it?" one of them whispered.
"Is's too small to be an Illetrian, and it has no wings."
"Nevertheless," said the tallest one "it may be here to oppose the revolution."
The other two nodded solemnly.

008 was struck from behind by a concussive bolt of electricity and all went dark.

(OOC: TAG! Is this FT, or MT?

OOC: Both, really. These guys have primitive spaceships and they live on a moon revolving around a future tech planet, but in their everyday lives, their technology is slightly lower than that of earth.

Bumpedy Boo!

"Lord Solar! Sir! There is a Revalution going on in Qakukaki. Lord General Xung wishes to help the goverment. He ask for your permission to send the 13th Airborne Company."

Lord Solar Reilly thought about it for only a second before nodding to the aid.
"Permission granted show those rebels the power of Millitart might."

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7 transport copters nicknamed "Blue Birds" powered up there blades and waited as each of there 10 man teams loaded up. As the Blue Birds lifted off an additon of 14 "Red Terror" gunships formed an escort. Their Rocket pods and Vulcan guns swaying in the wind.
"This is Blue Bird one-one-one heading to Qakukaki at top speed."
The choppers headed off into the night.

008 woke up in a dark and dirty room. As he woke up he saw two gaurds standing at the door. It would seem like he was lying on a bed, he tried to get up but he fell down immidiaetly. He was still semi-unconsicous.
Suddently, the two gaurds pulled him off the bed and dragged him to a chamber where a trone stood in the middle. He wondered what would happen next...

A young Qakukakian wearing an orange sash stood in front of the throne. He stared into 008's unfocused eyes. "This throne," he said "is where Boss Gehiku sat. And Boss Harukin before him. And Boss Demenki before him. And every Boss all the way back to the First Contact. I, an those who share my views curse the day the Illetrians," he spat on the ground "came to our moon. They dazzled our ancestors with their flashy technology and their physical prowess. Our ancestors were fools, every last one of them. Before the Illetrians, they had freedom. But now, because of some stupid people a hundred years ago, we are slaves; brainwashed into the idea that we are somehow unworthy of freedom. Gehiku oppressed our people, human, and so has every Boss before him. But now he is gone, following the Illetrian emperor on some foolish quest. Did you know that every day, we spend three hours worshipping a trash can lid from Lessir Tsurani? But that is all about to change. Now is the time to correct our ancestors' error. We will put an end to this 'voluntary servitude'. And you are not going to stop us."

008 listened, but focussed on the people, or were it animals, standing in front and next to him. They looked weird, but he had seen weirder people since the government started doing scientific tests on hard criminals.
He could see the frustration in the eyes of the one who spoke to him, he supposed it was their leader. He was quiet for 1 minute, thinking about what he was going to say.
I was dropped here by a helicopter squadron. We have many more. If you could prove that the Illetrians are commiting crimes against mankind and you can keep me and some others safe and undiscovered, we will help you. The Special Ops are ready, they are prepared for every situation. I understand your technology is not the same as ours, if you could teach them how to use your weapons, we will help. We will help.

Sgt. Thompson ran toward Gen. Caboose's office
"Sir, we've caught insurgents!"
"Insurgents? From where?" Gen. Caboose asked.
"A place called, Qakukala or something of that sort..."
"Damn, what have you learned from them?"
"They are the scouts for their group, they said that whence they were finished with Q-land, they were going to try and spread their ideoligies throughout the world, including here."
"Damn, Send some reinforcements to this Qakukala or whatever, i don't want this obvious terror threat to get out into the public beyond them. How far away are they?"
"Not far sir, We should send some gunships and Cruisers."
"Good, I'm leaving you in charge of this operation, commence when you feel it the time."

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25 gunships roared to life as they ascended into the air, their VTOL engines kicking up smoke and dirt into the air. On the airfield next to them, 30 Cruisers started their take off, and soon caught up with the gunships, their destination: Qakukaki.

The Cruisers were filled side to side with army equipment and personel, including enough arms to start another conscript army up when they hot dropped into Qakukaki. One marine stood out because of his outlandish abuse of his powersuit.
"Dude, when are you gonna get that damn thing fixed?" One marine inquired
"Dammit John, how many times do I have to tell you, next week!" Patterson answered. He was in his late thirties early fourties, and he had seen more combat incidents than any other three marines combined. He kept his powersuit in ciritical condition to remind him of his close calls. He was leader of the first brigade, The Hell Knights.

Just as Patterson finished yelling at the young marine, he felt a familiar tug in his stomach. Their craft had just passed through the warp gate, as they felt the extreme weight and nausea that often accompanied this part of the trip. A marine near Patterson gave a woop of adrenaline, and another to his left turned a pale green as his stomach gave in.
"Listen up boys," Patterson yelled into the com. "Push the button on your wrist, it'll inject you with pure adrenaline, I want you pansies ripped and ready to go when we hot drop." Marines all aboard the cruiser wooped their acknowledgement, and although no one died from the sudden burst of adrenaline, a few vomitted as the adrenaline kicked in too hard.

Bumpedy boo... Some one reply... boring...

Sgt. Baker paced up and down the cockpit of the C-130. A veteran of Operation Tiger Hunt, he knew failure well. Well enough to know that old saying "Anything that can go wrong, will" was true. The 36 Halo unit operatives checked thier chutes one last time. Peering over the opened landing ramp, Baker realized that they were over Qakukaki.

"Jump on my signal" he yelled to his compatriots.

He began a countdown with his hand.

Three.

Two.

One.

He pumped his fist and yelled,

"NO FEAR!"

The rest of the soldiers repeated this and jumped out into hostile territory.

Viluku stared at the strange creatures that landed in front of his boarded-up home. They looked like wingless Illetrian midgets, but he couldn't be too sure. They could be here to help them or the rebels. He heard a loud thump beside him to discover that his wife Jiraku was breaking down the barded-up door.
"What are you doing?!" he whispered.
She looked him in the eye. "Dimika died to send that distress signal. We are not going to ignore the help that comes."
The adreneline-pumped Flandrithropians turned around.

Rebel Commander Haraken looked at 008. "If we can prove that they have committed crimes against mankind? The famed Illetrian spaceships, Lessir Tsurani's machines of war, even their cities, are powered by Qakukakians. We are connected to their power converters and used as generators! And you know what?" He leaned close to 008's face "It was our idea. We volunteered for this servile existance. That is why the revolution must take place. That is why we must sieze power."

Then we shall help you. In the coming weeks many special ops will land, we will fight together. Side by side.
At that moment something gave a loud, annoying sound. 008 looked in his jacket and found his satellite-generated cellphone. After a conversation of 5 seconds, he said:
Our satellites have seen 2 different nations landing people. Possibly hostile.

Those 36 Halo units are purly for recon, as the only ReconSat we have is mointering another conflict.

Patterson stared at the strange creature, unsure how to feel, He keeps his weapon at his side yet ready nonetheless.

"Hello, we are here to help fight the insurgents, Can you tell me where they are. Note we do not want to hurt the first things we come upon."

The marines start pitching tents in this things front yard...

((Wait, what the hell do these things look like? I'm human, but look taller due to power armor, so i'm a little confused))

Jiraku stared fearfully at the towering figure above her. "Th-they've taken the palace. Most of them are in there, but some are roaming the streets. Wh-what are you?"

OOC: My people (Qakukakians) are tiny and blue with large heads, big feet, very short legs and a tentacle on their head with an electricity-generating bulb. The people of Lessir Tsurani (Illetrians) resemble humans, but are about nine feet tall and winged.

Patterson heard the the things first statement about where the enemy was, but didn't notice the question about what he was. He takes out a datapad and sends a small communique back to Flandrithropia. He then puts a secure com channel and closes his battle visor.

:Com 987685: LC/Patterson Squads 1(M/Inf) 2(M/Inf/Fire) 3(Mech/Cycle/Inf)

LC/Patterson : All right boys and girls, lock and load your shit, you've got one nights rest then tomorrow we are hitting the town for them damn revolutionaries. Patterson out. Oh, by the way, keep the command channel silent, no more communiques by radio till operation tomorrow. OaO.


Patterson turns back to the small creature.

"What did you say?"

"I asked what you were?"

"We are Humans, Flandrithropians." Patterson explains, he unlatches his suit as hydrolics let off gushes of air. The creature jumps back in amazement. Patterson climbs out of the suit.

"As you can see, we aren't nearly as tall as our power suits portray us. If it wouldn't be a problem, could I use your house?"

"Yes, you can use it. Th-the fighting has stopped here, but there's a lot g-going on elsewhere."

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Haraken turned to the guards. "My loyal comrades, take our new ally to more comfortable quarters."
The two guards nodded and led 008 down a long hallway to a large, beautifully furnished bedroom that looked as though it was designed for someone about ten feet tall.
"This is the guest room," one of the guards said "it was built for the eventuality that an Illetrian would visit." The two guards left, leaving 008 in the guest quarters. He heard a commotion and looked out the window to see a beutiful courtyard where about a hundred Qakukakians were killing each other.

Patterson walked into the home and almost cracked his skull on the celing. He sets up a laptop on the table and pulls out a small antenna>

"Thanks, again, and where was the fighting again?" Patterson asks as small talk, but before the small creature can respond, a marine busts into the house, bangin his head on the door frame, leaving a signifigant crack in it.

"Mendez, What the hell?!"

"Sir, we've got contacts, coming out of the woodworks, they haven't spotted us yet, but they are coming."

"Shit, pack up everything double time, get into the forest.","You two, you never saw us, got it?"

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The dispatch gets to Caboose, Flandrithropian leader.

"Good, our men are in, send a tank squadron to help them, then when the get a good foothold, I want to talk to the countries leader, asap."

008 watched the people fight, but was to tired to think about it.
He would rest now, take some sleep, eat something in the morning and then start work.
The last thing he did was take a laptop out of his bag and put it online.
The whole country was now monitored by a spy satellite. Soon enough, he could see all troop movements....

Ooc: Comon People!

OOC Sorry, forgot about this thread. Posting.

IC Imrick sighed, looking over the hundreds of live feeds coming into the data pad over his eye. Nothing much was of intrest, besides the fact that Qakukaki had gone into civil war, over the fact that the rebles belives they used them as slaves!? He sighed, his elven form tall for human, but to short for an Illetrian. He looked at those around him, Tomas, Hokanu, Delawere He wanted to spit the name. But then he had a thought of insite.

"Delawere, go and remind those of Qakukaki they are citizens of the Everkingdom, that they are not a conquered people, and that how they live their lives is up to them as much is it is up to any other citizen." His eyes where calm when he said it, showing his elven heratige. "Do not kill any, even if attacked, this is the will of the Light of Heaven."

"Yes Milord Steward!" Delawere snapped back, as he rose, he bowed, touching his forehead to the floor, before turning and walking out in lock step.

As he walked down the corridor to his own private Yacht. He arrived expecting the Blue of his Marine chapter, what he found was the White and Gold of the White Guard.

"Imrick saw fit that you needed a body Guard, just in case." The Force Commander said.

More like my own spy reutine. Delawere thought dryly. He knew better then to argue though, and moved onto the ship. The thing pulled away from the dock, before making the jump into Qakukaki Orbit, and dessending.

The marines and their powersuits fanned out into the nearby woods as the tall creatures came into view. The creatures went to the small couple and ralked to them in a different language. At this moment, Patterson sent a small communique to all men in the brigade.

-All right people, get ready, I want at least one of these winged freaks alive, no talking, this is all text, don't fuck up, I want zero casualties. Hell Knights, Hooah.

Patterson was returned with a multitude of Hooah text's back, but he gave the signal as over 40 marines let loose their weapons as the Illetrian's started to take hits. The ones that were not at first hit wheeled around, just to be hit themselves as they fell to the ground, struggling against some sort of goo that held them in place.

"Good job boys, kill all but the leader, I want to talk to him." Patterson commanded as he strode back into the small ones house.

"Hooah" the marines retorted and even as Patterson walked away he could here the whine of a gauss rifle spitting a round into the forehead of one of those Illetrian freaks.

008 stormed down the hallways of the Qakukakian palace, without knocking he entered the grand door.
People! My radar-laptop has informed me of some interesting facts. The Flandrithropians have killed the peace convoy from Lessir Tsurani! I'm sending in the men!

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5 seconds after everything went silent again, the sound of helicopters could be heard again. Weird, how could the Camewottians get helicopters from their planet into this one. They had used Helveticuz' technology to send the helicopters into Qakukakian airspace.
5 Hueys, each carrying about 10 Special Forces (5 Squads) came out of nowwhere and landed close to the Flandrithropian troops.

Gear out! Thanks for the help guys, 008 is waiting for you at the palace!

The men jumped out of the helicopters and took their guns.

Patterson!

Sir, yes, sir!

Take your radio and tell 008 we're ok, we're making contact with the Flandrithropians now.

Sir, yes, sir!

1 man walked towards the Flandrithropians.

My name is McMacinson, I have the total command over these 5 squads, and the command over the RAP-squad. We're here to help you.
But YOU SIR, has made the biggest mistake you could have done. You have just ENTIRELY MESSED UP the change of ever getting peace negotations AGAIN between Lessir Tsurani and Qakukaki. Lets hope we can make this up.
So, what shall we do?

OOC *Begins to cough heavily* Sorry, but that was so Annoying, you DECIDED WHAT DAMAGE MY TROOPS TOOK! Right, thats not happening, you are officially taking them all prisioner, not killing them, because I need the ten Guard that are following them. I only have one thousand of them in the Empire, and I can not afford to loose any of them.

IC Delawere looked darkly at the Flandrithropian captian. While he had no doubt that the Ten White Guard could kill the enemy in a second, but he was under orders to go on a peace mission, so he did not think that Imrick would be happy with him if he missed this. He looked at the Guard that had been shot in the head, his skull had the bullet inside it, but he smiled. Gean tampering and transplants ment the brain was at the groin, and the head was rather empty. He then looked down at the humans, his eight foot frame dwarfed by the 13 foot frames of the Guards.

"Well human, you have us, now, are we going to have to kill you, or are you going to release us?" He said in perfect english.

ooc: sorry bout that, but i thought it was obvious how much damage a squad of these things would take under the attack of 40 gauss rifles (shoots magnetically accelerated metal spikes).
IC:
"Okay, if your gonna come peacefully, I want to know everything about what the hell is going on here. So start talking" Patterson asked curtly, removing his helmet and having a marines kick the monstrous thing in the back of the knees so he's kneeling, face to face with Patterson.

OOC Usually it would, but the white Guard I need every single one I have.

IC Delawere stood, looking at the man before him. "I am Delawere, High Primarch of the Emperors Space Marines. I am here to remind the people of Qakukaki that they are NOT our servents, despite the fact some may belive it. We found them a while ago, and we brought them into the EverKingdom. THis means that they get the same rights as anyone else, Illetrian, Elven, Predatian, or Qakukakian. We by Law can not force them to live their lives differently, its our way."

OOC: sorry for not posting.

IC: To 008's surprise, Haraken smiled amusedly "If this peace envoy is the White Guard, which we have reason to believe it is, the Flandrithropians are the ones who will be dead. This development is to our advantage, really. While the Flandrithropians are busy squabbling with Delaware, who, I am told, is an arrogant prick, we can take much more of the city. Are you willing to help us?"


Dimuki and the rest of his makeshift crew of vigilantes hid behind various buildings as seven rebel soldiers approached. His eyes met with his brother Frebiku, who was concealed in an alley across the road, along with a quarter of the squad. Dimuki kept his eyes on the soldiers as he held up four long fingers for Frebiku to see.
Three.
Two.
One.
"For Lessir Tsurani!!!" the warcry rang out across the streets. Four soldiers were immediately struck by bolts of electricity and the other three had time to fire once before they too fell.
Dimiku led the charge through the palace gates, into the courtyard where he was the first to be killed by the guards. Frebiku fought amazingly. The last four attacks had failed, but this time, their numbers were greater. They would retake the palace.

008 stiffened out when he heard the attacks on the palace, he had seen on the satellite that the squads were questioning the peace envoy. He could only hope the helicopters would come on time...
The Hueys approached the palace where they would land in the middle of the square, the people were staring and pointing at them. Untill they reached the palace... They could see rebels attack the palace, and did not hestitate.
The gunners manned their positions and started shooting, with backup from the air, this attack would soon be over...

Patterson heard faint gun-fire and immediatly stopped talking.
"Get ready, were moving out in ten minutes, with or without that tanks column."
"Hooah"


Patterson was in the first squad that wound its way toward the palace. As they went they heard the faint, yet increasing, soundof helicopters fly toward them.
"Sir! Its the tank column, they are hot dropping into the city!"
"No, No they aren't! EVERYONE DOWN!" Patterson dropped to the ground right outside the main gate of the palace as he watched rebels fall. He looked in the windows and saw a face he could barely recognize. The man was looking at a tactical display. Patterson zoomed in on it through his visor and saw that his men were being watched on above.

008 saw a Flandithropian soldier watch at him and nodded, smiling a bit to.
The 5 squads had stayed with the prisoners, and the helicopters were doing a great job defending the palace.

Patterson held up the mechanically gloved fist and motioned for his men to move forward, as they entered the square, the guards lifted from their posts and motioned them forward, just as tank back up pulled into the courtyard, two stood guard near the base, while the rest started patrolling. Four other tanks quickly went into siege mode so that they could fire on percise coordinates away from the center of the town.

Frebiku was in panic. It was raining fast-moving pieces of metal, the air was filled with whirling blades, and large amounts of metal humanoids and giant machines were coming at them from behind. The majority of both his team and the guards were either dead or trying to hide. He span around and came face to ankle with one of the giant metal people. It held something that Frebiku had never seen before, but it was similar enough to those used by the Illetrians for him to recognise it as a weapon. The creature looked down at Frebiku before stepping over him and and firing his gun at the helicopters.

OOC: I'm confused.... Is this dude on my side? Or am i helping guards that don't need to be helped but shot?

The White Guard reacted instantly, their forms begining to move with a fluid grace that showed they where powerful warriors. They moved to the city, looking at the helicopters. Delawere 's face went pale.

"They have brought outside forces to help!" He roared. "We are to get to the palace." The Ten nodded and began to move, only attacking if attacked, and then the enemy was always dead before it hit the ground, weather they be Qakukai or human.

They reached the main gate of the palace, with only a few deaths for it. They looked at the area and sighed, before delawere roared.

"All of the Qakukaki, you are to desits this fighting, we are going to sort this out like CIVILISED Citizens of the Everkingdom like we are." His face went into a smile. "Or I can order this moon turned into a slag heap with me still on it, I don't mind which!" This recived a disabling strike to the neck, before he took up the reigns.

"I am Tomas, Force Commander of the Imperial House. This has gone beyond what is allowed by the Law, it is our job to keep the Everkingdom whole, and stop these petty fights. Now, my friends, not many of you know of the Illetrian infighting, but I can tell you, the houses would take this as an oppertunity to gain more land, we can not let that happen. I can promise you this planet would become a Tsurani Battleground, and the civil war would be all but forgotten in the hell that would prevail here. Please my breatheren of name, halt this fighting to stop the Everkingdom from falling apart."

OOC: I'm confused.... Is this dude on my side? Or am i helping guards that don't need to be helped but shot?
Okay, the rebels took the palace, and now Frebiku is trying to reclaim it. But then the Camewottians started shooting at them and then you came along and they're all scared and confused and have no idea who you are or what side you're on.

The palace doors flung open and Haraken stormed out, surrounded by twenty bodyguards. He looked up at Tomas furiously.
"How dare you?!" he cired, "This is a war of freedom! We will not simply surrender because some egotistical human wants to keep us under control! We will not be commanded by Lessir Tsurani or by the EverKingdom or the Dead Moon Kingdoms or anyone like you who wishes to take advantage of the Qakukakians!"
"SHUT UP!!!" cried a voice from the centre of the courtyard. The crowd parted to reveal Frebiku, seething with rage. "You say you want freedom from oppression, but what you just want to be the oppressor! Since first contact with Lessir Tsurani, we have volunteered to serve them because we believe it is our duty. But they never forced us or threatened us. You say that we should all be equals. Then why do you sit in the Boss's throne? This is not a quest for liberty. It is a quest for power. How many more of your own people must you kill in order for them to be free?! HOW MANY?!!!"
Haraken stared at Frebiku through slitted eyes. "One." he said quietly, signalling to the bodyguard on his immediate left.
10000 volts of electricity coursed through Frebiku's body, killing him instantly.
"My Camewottian allies," haraken shouted, a gleam of victory in his eyes "Destroy them, Qakukakian anmd Flandrithropian! Let no creature be left alive! And as for you," he said, looking menacingly at Tomas "take the White Guard and leave here immediately or be anihilated."

Tomas looked at the still form of Frebiku for a moment, before his face turned to Haraken. It had lost its boyish charm that had slightly been evident before, and when he spoke, it was thick with power. A strike of mental Energy would hit Haraken full, half the power of a race long gone.

"Dare you tell us we are taking advantage of you!" He wispered, the soft sound building up so all in the palace could hear it, he radiated power, as he launched the attack at the body guards. He then smiled, a dark thing deviod of humour.

"We have been fair, we have only ever asked, never ordered, the fact you took them as orders yourselves! Now, we are going to talk this out, do not anger me again!" As he yelled the last he became once again the man with the boyish smile.

McMacinson did not know what to do, he stood there 5 minutes watching everything and then made a decision.

Men, take everyone under shot.

Everyone was taken by a complete surprise, but the people knew that one wrong move would kill them, and the foresight was strongened by the Hueys still flying above them.

Alright, gentlemen, we're going to have negotiations! NOW! 008, take us to the meetingroom.

OOC: We might aswell have talks. (BTW, Qakukaki you're a good RP'er, you don't need to be down because allot of people didn't answer this thread.)

Haraken stared at his bodyguards, lying on the palace steps, unmoving. He smiled. "Couldn't take the heat, eh?" he said cheerfully "Not like good ol' Haraken here! He doesn't take nothin' from nobody! Heeheeheeehee!"
His smile faded as he looked at the palace. "No!" he cried, "Get away from me! They're everwhere!" he began clawing his skin with his long fingernails "GET THEM OFF ME!!!!" He scratched till he stripped away his own flesh. "Noooooo!! Noooo!! Please, leave me alone! Help me!!"
He stared at Tomas with wild eyes. "I know what this is. Ha ha ha ha ha! I can see what you're doing! Well, you won't get me! Never!!" He spun around and ran away from the palace, soon disappearing into the streets.

OOC: I'm not down 'cause not many people joined. To be honest, this is more than I expected.

Patterson walked up the stairs to the entrance of the palace. He made his way inside as his aide told them men on the porch that these units were friendly. Just as the aide got through, patterson witnessed the horrible scene with the man clawing at himself. The tank commanders reported to Patterson. They had set up a defensive perimeter inside the palace.