NationStates Jolt Archive

The Segmentus Markin was and always had been under shiped. Because of its location, no one would go out of there way to get it. It was, in fact, one of the Furthest Colonies from the main system of Valshare that it had been stripped to a bare nessesity of ships. Why? The Civil war of corse. The thing that had been taxing the Valsharites for the last Five Years. Nothing had even happened, a few space battles, one planet had been attacked, Oh yes, it was building up though. The Segmentium Commandrus had been on full alert, as had the VSC ((Valshare Stargate Command)) But only one squad of marines had come through the gate, and had been dispatched of very quickly by withering amounts of fire. Still, the people feared...

As did the Imperial Commander, Falien Mah. He was a tall man, who had searved almost seventy years before being elevated to this location. He loved it, he no longer needed to fight off anything major, a Pirate Fleet here, a Bandit force there. At this end of the Imperium, he had been allowed to prosper as pratically Retired. Now, every time the Stargate opened he needed a full platoon of soldiers with weapons ready, he had to surrvive with the Outdated Imperial Guard, even when the new Iron Legions had been made, he still used Mark II Armour, while the rest of the Imperium was at Mark IV. He was not getting younger either. He was almost one hundred, He wanted to live out the rest of his life in peace. But it would always avoid him. He sighed, his head drooping.

"Commander, report shows nothing on screens, orders?" Came the voice of one of the Officers.

"Tell the men to fall in, keep on Yellow Alert. All ships ready in a moment." He said, before sighing and moving towards the bed. "I am getting some sleep, wake me if anything happens." He said to the officer, before hitting the bed hard.

onboard the NSISN. Recon Ship Soledef, In an unkown region of space.

The ship grinds to a halt slowly drifting through space

"Commander Marian Sir were having problems with the ship we seem to of lost almost all control, We have a team on it at the moment but so farall we have gotten online is the close range commincations and it will be a while before we can get anything good online thats good enough to reach the nearest of our ships. My guess is we may be here for quite some time" says the leader of the repair crew

Commander Marian looked upset by this, He had been following a ship that had attacked a freighter in New Sovietian space and now his chase had come to an end just not the end he had hoped for.

"Very well but before working on scanners try to get some of the more basic things up and running, I almost died trying to find this damned command room in the dark"

"Yes Sir!" He then leaves the command room to assist with repairs.

The Officer ran, yelling at the general to wake. He did so, his head groggy, what was that officer shouting about? The word Ship was spoken and he snapped alert.

"Slow down!" He yelled. "Now start from the begining soldier."

"Right, scanners picked up a ship, it hasn't responded, and its barely emitting any power, so it isn't scanning us, its just...sitting there."

"Whos it belong to?" The Commander said softly.

"Scanners don't show a thing." Came the simple reply.

"Well, toe it into the Segmentus Command" he said simply.

"Sir, I highly..."

"I gave you an order, Solider!" He hissed. The man walked away shaken, he had just been demoted.

The Fleet sent out two ships, both where green, both had the Purple Sky Flame of Valshare on their centers. One showed scars from battle, its form having a massive Silver gash along the side. The ship had been deemed unworthy for full scale war, and sent here to repair. Both waited, before sending out tractor beams, and then, they began to pull towards the Segmentus Command, or Fleet command, able to hold fifty Warships at full strength, now holding only ten.

On the Command Room

"Um . . . Commander your not going to like this Sir!"

"What is it this time Captain?" The Commander asks

"Well uh, Were kinda in some sort of tractor beam, Sir"

The Commanders eyes shot wide open

"WHAT??? When did this happen, Open Communication at once"

"Yes, Sir!" The Captain opens up a Communcations channel "Its ready Commander, Sir"

To Unkown Vessel:
From: Commander Marian

This is Commander Marian of the SISN. Ship Soledef. I am eager to know why/where it is exactly your towing our ship. We have not come here as a threat we where experiencing technical difficulties and have been stranded in the region of space.

The message came on audio, with a hint of humour behind it.

++Message Sent++
++Message Incript Vici++
++Message Send Segmentus Command++
++Message Dilivered To Towed craft++

Ah, to the Segmentus Command, this Sectors command deck. You are now Within Valsharite space, one of the backwater systems. You have come during our civil war, so please excuse the poor quality food and drink, as we have to be tight on supplies.

Captian Van

++Message Termiated++

Commander Marian casually step out of the ship and into the docking bay of the Segmentus Command

He thought to him self for a minute Hmm this hasnt been so bad after all we might be able to get some help reparing the ship and more

He looked back at the ship and waved for two of his officers to come with him

"Lets just wait here til somone comes I dont want to go wandering and get lost like last time"

Falien Moved through the hall ways, his officer uniform in perfect condition. Around him the Imperial Guard walked in Guard formation. He sighed, back home he would have been escorted by Almost ten Space Marines, now he was esorted by half that number of Outdated Imperial Guard. He shook his head before turning the corner into the New Sovietian Dock. His guard followed in perfect formation, at least he could say the shock troopers where not a failure. He smiled, Kalissin Had never failed him. He came up, his guards placing their left fist into the palm of their right hand, the Valsharite Salute.

"Welcome Young ones" He said softly. "I am Imperial Commander of this Segmentus, Falien Mah, you are now my charges, and on Imperial Honour I am to assist you." He looked at their ship. "Now please explain what you are doing in the back waters of the Imperium?" He said. "Why not further into the core?"

Commander Marian got into a more formal pose as they entered the dock

"My ship had been following an unkown vessel that had entered New Sovietian space and attacked a freighter but along the way our ship came into some dificulties and well we got stuck here, Im sorry about our unexpected arivial.

If you woudlnt mind, We are fairly new to these parts of the universe and well we dont really know much about you and your people and well we are always looking for freindly faces"

Falien smiled, removing his hat.

"Well, for a starters," He said humourly. "Its bad taste to arrive in my Segmentus without sending a message first." He claped his hand together, before laughing. "But I can overlook that I think, come come, we shall sit and talk. Tech Priests! Help our friends here with their ship, I shall make life fun for your kind." He smircked, before clapping once more.

Marian follows Falien, While he leaves His repair team to work with the Tech Preists on fixing the ship

"Before you called this the Backwaters of the Imperium, How big is this Imperium if you dont mind me asking? and why isnt there many ships protecting the edges of your space?" Commander Marian asked.

Falien sighed, before looking harshly.

"The Imperium is large" He said simply, "More then One hundred million in this Segmentus Alone, on our main planet we have more then Ten Trillion Citizens." He smiled. "Yet this system is not on the edge of our space, its out of our space, well out, more then One Hundred Light Years to our nearest border. The reason we are under shiped is simple, the civil war drags on, into its 5th year now, and it will continue to go." He sighed. Before turning.

OOC YEs I am aware my pop is really small and not a trillion, however, only my pop is used in RP's, the rest are just a plot device.

Marian looks at Falien while there walking

"Oh a Civil War, Im sorry I didnt know. Im sure my Goverment would be willing to help you if you need any help."