NationStates Jolt Archive

Junko was sitting in her room, meditating. The meditations kept her going, and kept her abilities in balance. Like many psykers in New Dornalia, she was registered with the government, and occasionally deployed in battle or for diplomatic work; in this case, she was hired by Commissar Baileygates as her personal psyker, for travel durign dangerous meets. Yet somethign was different this morning.....

...she felt a sharp pain going through her. She yelled. She heard other yells, but something was different. There weren't just yells from her friends; many more were screaming.

She saw a tree, hell, a massive web of them. She knew that it was the Gaian hoemworld, and something was dead wrong. Then, she heard the Premier deploying the Mao, another sign. And then she heard peace. The disturbance was stilled, and replaced with eerie calm.

She knew that something big had happened, psychically. Something humoungous. Something that the psykers of New Dornalia could not ignore.

It was a good time then, to introduce something she had wanted for a bit. She had seen the old Star Wars tapes....and thought that since many psykers had Force-like abilities, perhaps.....they could be real Jedi?

She kinda liked that idea. Communist Jedi. Hello Universe!

She decided to speak to the Premier. He was busy, but hopefully, he would be receptive.

OOC: Inspired by that little chain of events in the Gaian Ascendancy.

Premier MacIntyre was very busy. He was slamming phones left and right, and conference callign several different people. He was managing a war of conquest in the West, a diplomatic meet with the Kyangesites, and not to mention a whole host of domestic liberalization programs.

Junko stepped in, and MacIntyre said, "Kinda busy, Junko. What is it?"

Junko said, "Can I have 15 minutes?"

MacIntyre said, "Well, it is a bit of a stretch, but fine. You get 15."

Junko then said, "I saw a vision today....the Gaians had some kind of internal disturbance. Psychic wise. I think its time we created a psychic agency to deal with such matters.....and I know what to do with it."

MacIntyre said, "Well?"

Junko then plopped an old VHS of Star Wars on his desk. She then said, "We make Jedi. We train Psykers from birth to use Force powers, we use lightsabers, the whole shebangabang. You like other religions as well-perhaps this group shall be recognized as another religion, with initiates from all psykers."

MacIntyre said, "Nice....but the Patriotic Church would have a fit. They're kinda pissy when it comes to other faiths. They have been known to kill, and use their own Commissar Corps, though legally disbanded, to harass those they don't like."

Junko then said, "Well, make it a secret. They don't have to know right away. Besides, can they kill us?"

MacIntyre said, "Not physically. Look, I might have the time-fine....you have to make it yourself. Start recruiting people."

Junko said, "Yes sir!"

She bowed and left.

(OOC: Tag. ROFL, just had to note this. Junko just happens to be the name of that highschool girl that was in that Hent...eh...Nvm.)

Several weeks later...

It was hard, but Junko had assembled a lowly team of would-be Jedi. Mostly psykers, hackers, anime fans, dropouts, and military freaks. That, and their lightsabers were still in the shop.

Junko then said, "Okay.....I understand if you have any questions about why the heck you're standin' here in the middle of the night-"

The group yelled: "We sure do!"

Junko stopped, and said, "Okay. We are all here, because we have either psychic powers, or nowhere to go. Well guess what. First of all, midichlorians do exist. Second of all, we're gonna do something new. Not mere brownrobed nerd Jedi. Not stereotypical black Evil X Sith. But....."

Junko then revealed a uniform that looked like an East German Army outfit.

The group groaned, but she motioned for them to shut up and said, "Okay....we're gonna be....Commie Jedi! The People's Acolyte's, actually."

The group simply said, "We're screwed."

Junko then said, "Your training begins....now!"

OOC: http://www.tridentmilitary.com/images/armyem.jpg

http://www.tridentmilitary.com/New-Photos7/egwom5.jpg

What they'll look like, my Commie Jedi.

(OOC: O_O. Anyway, just how are you hoping people will respond to this?)

Several weeks later-

Training was now underway. Lightsabers had arrived, and potential People's Acolytes were sparring with one another in kendo-type exercises, and other sword arts, gleamed from the Star Wars movies and books.

Force powers were now being cultivated. The overall objective was to make an army of neutral Force users, so both dark and light side powers were being used. Force Healing took the side of Force Choke, and such. Trainees were testing their powers on dummies, enemies of the state, and more.

All were beginning to pass with flying colors.

All the while, a new oath was beign said:

"I, a People's Acolyte, vow to defend the People of New Dornalia. The Will of the People flows through me, and acts through the powers of the Force that exists in me. I shall use this force for the Good of the Socialist Order. So help me."

(OOC: O_O. Anyway, just how are you hoping people will respond to this?)

OOC: With surprise and alarm. And looks of Huh?

(OOC: Alright: http://www.explodingdog.com/dumbpict51/huh.gif)

OOC: What of the uniforms?

(OOC: They're alright oo I guess. These might be better though, lol: http://msxbox-world.com/screenshots/Puyo_Pop_Fever/1-Puyo_Pop_screens268.jpg)

The Acolyte's were now ready for examination. In front of MacIntyre, they began to demonstrate their skills, jousting, fencing with great fury and performing what amounted to a massive laser show of Force powers and other abilities.

The Premier liked what he saw. HE said, "Bravo! I'm lovin' this. I authorize that more Acolyte's be trained, and that a Hall of the People be built in the Sierras, so that they may train in peace. How's that?"

Junko bowed and said, "Comrade....that is acceptable."

She then left, and so did the others. Now, they would rest.....

Of course, their real test was around the corner. To prove their battle mettle, they'd have to tussle with the local Barbarians, who longed for the destruction of the Workers' State.

Somewhere near San Bernardino-

Queen Murasaki-hime prepped her sword, and began looking at herself in the mirror. Narcissistic as ever, she was obsessed with herself, and wanted to look glorious in a fight.

So far, she hadn't had an opportunity to do battle. The humans had not moved. And her army had not moved either. Indeed, a sort of Sitzkrieg had emerged, one which her warriors did not enjoy. For a gente-gata, proving honor through combat was paramount. Cowardice, such as a stalemate, was not tolerated.

Still, the stalemate was to be broken, for a group of People's Acolytes parachuted into the area. Armed with lightsabers and Force powers, they advanced upon her palace.

The guards were on patrol, and didn't notice their entrance. Then....

"Did you say something?"

"No!"

"You mocked my face!"

"Bitch!"

The guards soon began to argue. Score one for the Force-the powers to distract worked, and the Acolytes moved in.

One guard noticed them, and raised her AK. She was promptly Force-Choked, and she was then moved to some shrubs nearby. They moved silently and quickly, darting in and out of bushes, and hiding in the shadows. As soon as they reached the Palace Entrance, they Force-Choked the guards, and kicked the doors down.

The palace guards inside reacted, and soon they charged at the Acolytes, uluating all the way and firing AK and Henry shots at them. The Acolytes simply brushed the bullets aside, and used the Force to knock down a good portion of the guards. Then, they began engaging them with Lightning and Lightsabers, taking most of them out. They then moved further into the palace....

OOC: WHOOT! I deem this Haggis worthy. Aye then my Xenian comrade get on the horn. I feel like talking to you for no real reason at all.

*Tag*

ND, check TGs, please.

Murasaki-hime was greeted by two panicked guards.

"Your Majesty! Humans have broken into the Palace!"

Murasaki-hime then put on her wargear, and said, "I shall meet them. Summon security."

The adjutant said, "But milady-security has been slain. Our guards have been tossed about like ragdolls. They have Psykers, more psykers!"

Murasaki-hime, then, in no uncertain terms, yelled, "F**k that s**t! Lemme kill them. They shall taste..."

She then raised her sword up high, and screamed, "....MY STEEL!"

She then ran outside, and was greeted with a pile of bodies, ex-security members who had underestimated the Force. Next to them were the Acolytes, who yelled, "Get her!" and charged up the stairs.

"They didn't even give me time to monologue!" she thought. She then threw her own Lightning, beign that she was a psyker. One of the Acoltyes was hit, and was thrown back. The rest charged, and they soon began swinging sabers at her.

She tried to fight back with her own swords and guns, but alas, the Force is way too cool for that to occur. Her shots flew in a gazillion different directions, and her swords and haunted boomerang machetes, guided by her psychic powers, got sliced up by the superior Sabers. She eventually resorted to casting fireballs and usign lightning and other Psyker abilities to try and fight back.

Some of this did hurt the Acolytes, about four wouldn't make it home without plenty of stiches and burn treatment. But the Acolytes had their mission, and vowed to kill ther Barbarian before she could kill them.

---------

Cornered in her room, the head of the Acolyte squad said, "Okay bitch, it ends now. Give up, and we may just parade you around and let you get pelted with rotten veggies."

Murasaki replied, almost pleadingly, "Filthy humans.....don't you realize I'm allergic to death?"

The man replied, "All the more reason to off you."

He rauised his lightsaber, and it gleamed with an ominous light and a deadly serious humming. Murasaki them said, "Wait. How about...."

She then digged around and threw them some old gold bricks. "...Money! Yes, money? YOu humans love the stuff....pick it up and leave me alone!"

The man replied, "On general principle....no. For that little act, we'll just kill you now. You really are pathetic. Strutting around in your tight little army suit, playing conqueror...there's bigger things, y'know."

Murasaki grew angered at the word "pathetic." Electing to go down fighting, she charged the Acolytes, screaming, "You'll pay for that, you insolent-"

She was then greeted with quick swings of a lightsaber, and subsequent decapitation. Wittily, the executioner said, "Insolent what? I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

Another Acolyte said, "Umm....boss.....I think we have a problem."

The man turned and said, "What is it?"

The Acolyte said, "Look!"

A large battalion sized group of warriors was storming the castle. If they knew what occured, the Acoltyes would be in for a hell of a time.

The Acolytes then ran outside, and began throwing up chairs and other stuff as a barricade at the top of the stairs. They were tired from the repeated use of their Force powers, so they began stealing Henrys and AKs from the guards they just killed, and reloaded them.

Then, they lay in wait. On cue, the Warriors kicked the doors down and ululated, vowing, "Death to the blasphemer!"

The Acolytes opened fire, the Force soon providing a steady hand and eye as they began dealing death to the incoming warriors. Meanwhile, those who got too close were hacked up with lightsabers.

The Warriors were not used to this. Sure humans could fight and shoot like the best. But humans with just funky swords and captured guns? And actually standing up to them? This was new. The undisciplined Necker warriors learned the hard way not to mess with the Acolytes....

....Of course, there were only so many Acolytes. Five or six fell in the ensuing onslaught, and despite the fact the Neckers were being beaten back at every turn, it was getting to be a hell of a night, what with more and more Neckers coming in waves.

The lead Acolyte soon radioed for assistance, screaming, "Hotel Quebec, this is Star Wars Kid. We need somebody to bail us out-NOW! Send me some Komsomols and a Hip, over."'

The reply was "Roger that."

Soon, as they fought, six J-2 Komsomol fighters, known to the wider world as the Veritech Valkirye, and a Hip helicopter zoomed towards the coordinates of the team...

The team, meanwhile, still was struggling to fight off the enemy. They piled the dead bodies of their enemy to form a sort of rudimentary barricade, and they began a policy of stealing ammo from their enemies. But they just keopt on coming....

In this case, they brought in a Sherman. THis they announced with a bang, blowing down a section of wall and firing 75mm rounds repeatedly into the room. This got the team by surprise, but they were able to run for cover. Well, most of them anyway, one guy didn't make it.

They soon began focusing their Force Lightning on it. They collected their powers, and fired a focused stream of lightning at the Sherman. This caused to turn red hot. Five minutes later, it began to melt. Five minutes after that, it exploded and caught fire in a resounding BOOM!

The Acolytes soon planned a breakout, knowing that to stay was to invite disaster. They ran up to Murasaki's room, and broke down the windows. Looking down at the 50 ft drop below them, the team quickly devoted its time to making bedsheet ropes.....

The bedsheet ropes finished, the head of the Acolyte team recovered Murasaki's head. The grisly artifact would be definite proof of death.

Then, he then said, "Okay guys, we're gonna escape. My radio will guide our support to the courtyard, where they can extract us. I'll need some guides to distract the enemy though."

"Any volunteers?"

Three men raised their hands.

The head went, "Are you sure? You really sure? I just want you to know-"

One of the volunteers said, "Well, we kinda knew it was a suicide mission, so why ot go down in a blaze of glory?"

The head said, "Okay. Now, the rest of you, get out. GO!"

The volunteers moved to their old redoubt. They readied Force lightning and lightsabers, and prepared for more waves.....

...that came. Another explosion occurred, and more warriors, this time in conquistador armor and with BARs, began firing at the volunteers. The Force powers of the volunteers deflected most of the bullets, and so did commonsense runing for cover. Lightsaber swings, Henry shots, and Force Shoving kept the Warriors back, but this time, the Warriors wouldn't give up. All the hacking, slashing, a violence and kicking in the world couldn't keep the volunteers from eventually getting torn up.

But by then, the others climbed out of the window, and proceeded to the courtyard, where they used their radio to signal the incoming Hip.

The Hip landed to the tune of-

"Roger Roger, this is Big Bird, switching to Mode B. Mode B. All units, its time to play Godzilla smashes Tokyo, over."

"YEEHAW!"

And the sound of Komsomol/Valkyries tranforming into their walker forms, firing cannon shots at the ground and attacking the Warriors with foot stomps and missiles. The Warriors, not knowing such things existed, broke ranks and fled to no avail. A few ZSU-23-4s and M72 LAWs were brought up, but these did little or not damage. And, the team began boarding, running inside and pilingt in. It was a tight fit, but they made it. The Hip lifted off, and they soon began flying home.....

...And so did the Komsomols. Though not before smashing up Murasaki's palace first.

Back at Base-

Junko sat down, and met the team. After debriefing them, she had this to say.

"Okay...you did well....only thing is, I wonder why it had to be so expensive. As in, why did we have to lose 5 men? Oh well, it is a learning experience, they will be missed and honored. As for your powers, they seemed to have to done their jobs. But, you didn't use them enough. But, I do admit-your amazing endurance under fire was awesome."

She then paced around and said, "We'll do somethings to fix this. One: we do urban assault training, mixed with force powers. I keep you training until you can go in-out-force-choke-force-zap-bang-bang-win-win in five seconds, less. No more alamos. Two-you drink your Gatorade. And study hard-I want more in the way of personal endurance with those powers; you can't get tired this easily. I want it so that you'll be the gun. Understand?"

The crew nodded yes.

Junko then said, "Good. For now though, you get to relax. Premier says good job, you get extra bonuses and Hero of the People awards."

They all yelled "HERO OF THE PEOPLE!"

Junko nodded.

The crew highfived each other, and went outside, to the tune of Junko saying, "Dismissed."

It took awhile, but word of what was going on with these 'Acolytes' had finally reached ears of Gaians in the right areas, and those ended up getting word to Ascendancy High Command.

"This is what they call one of those 'side-effect' correct?" Lady Funaho commented. Lady Misaki and Lord Tenchi with her in Funaho's office only shrug.

"What do think we should do? This apparently has implications for us." Lord Tenchi comments.

"Might go into our plans if they try them against us in any way." Lady Misaki says. The other two nod simply.

Indeed new things were coming from the Ascendancy. New dangers out there in the stars as well.

(Soviet National Anthem plays)

Comrades! Today is a glorious day in the life of the Workers' State. Formed by the order of the government, and acting in the name of the People's Will, the new People's Acolytes have successfully eliminated the number one enemy of the People, Queen Murasaki-hime of the Eastern Abhuman Tribes.

These brave Comrades, who risked their lives to do good, used new powers of the Force, which has been revealed to be nothing more than an extension of the People's Will. These Comrades utilized powers once thought to be mere fantasy. Now, however, fantasy has given way to reality, and the People have new champions!

These great Heroes of the People will be honored at a ceremony today. They will recieve decorations, and be treated to only the best food, and the greatest acclaim-a parade in their honor.

LONG LIVE THE PEOPLE!

(music ends)

It took awhile, but word of what was going on with these 'Acolytes' had finally reached ears of Gaians in the right areas, and those ended up getting word to Ascendancy High Command.

"This is what they call one of those 'side-effect' correct?" Lady Funaho commented. Lady Misaki and Lord Tenchi with her in Funaho's office only shrug.

"What do think we should do? This apparently has implications for us." Lord Tenchi comments.

"Might go into our plans if they try them against us in any way." Lady Misaki says. The other two nod simply.

Indeed new things were coming from the Ascendancy. New dangers out there in the stars as well.

Junko thought, as she was preparing to go to the ceremony, "Hmm...and to think this was the result of the misfortune of others. I wonder how they are taking this?"

If only she knew....

((OC- Mind if I turn this into a side story of sorts along with your story?))

--

*Archon Star System; Archon IV*

A simple XGP Folds into yet another of the prime Republic Core Worlds, and shoots without incident to a select CAG Command Base, where a new experiment was being conducted.

The pilot gives a set of special codes that allow the vessel unrestricted access. Only a few souls in the Ascendancy could conduct themselves in such a manner.

And one in particular was an author of the experiment. ":: Landing Pad A/DS.238-D1 awaits you Milord. ::"

"Acknowledged." ..comes a return. The vessel passes through the thick Gate-Shield Grid of planetoids, by two MO-Resource fields and down to the coolish terrestrial planet, one that was a renown planet wide ski resort and hot spring resort.

Which hid well the numbered CAG Bases upon the world, and one of the more advanced FACAF-CAG Command Bases. This was where the vessel was heading.

"I can't believe how fast this got off the ground." ..a certain lady in the front NAV seat says. The pilot nods. "I'm suprised the materials were so available. The Ascendants really pulled one through with this puppy."

At that, the vessel shoots through the cool mist of the atmosphere and makes it's landing a few moments later.

((OC- Mind if I turn this into a side story of sorts along with your story?))

--

*Archon Star System; Archon IV*

A simple XGP Folds into yet another of the prime Republic Core Worlds, and shoots without incident to a select CAG Command Base, where a new experiment was being conducted.

The pilot gives a set of special codes that allow the vessel unrestricted access. Only a few souls in the Ascendancy could conduct themselves in such a manner.

And one in particular was an author of the experiment. ":: Landing Pad A/DS.238-D1 awaits you Milord. ::"

"Acknowledged." ..comes a return. The vessel passes through the thick Gate-Shield Grid of planetoids, by two MO-Resource fields and down to the coolish terrestrial planet, one that was a renown planet wide ski resort and hot spring resort.

Which hid well the numbered CAG Bases upon the world, and one of the more advanced FACAF-CAG Command Bases. This was where the vessel was heading.

"I can't believe how fast this got off the ground." ..a certain lady in the front NAV seat says. The pilot nods. "I'm suprised the materials were so available. The Ascendants really pulled one through with this puppy."

At that, the vessel shoots through the cool mist of the atmosphere and makes it's landing a few moments later.


OOC: Sorry I'm late, new bookshelf. Go ahead.

((OC- Don't let me stop you on your end of the thread.))

--

The quad group enters through a standard looking hyper-futuristic hatchway with a long whitesteel cooridor and obligatory holopanels and such. At the entrance, a single Avian Lord meets the group.

"( ~ Welcome your Excellency to our facility. We are pleased to inform immediately that the results are looking very well. All tests are proceeding quicker than usual. ~ )"

Aleaic, and his two wives, and third slowly becoming engaged in soul, all bowed. "That is good news. I only hope my idea is bearing the 'proper' fruit, rather than just lack of specifics of good form."

The Avian Lord bows her head. "(~ I think you will be pleased Milord. The test subjects that volunteered all have exibited good signs of the examinations. Using data from the other standard Battlesuit models has also helped greatly in this design. ~ )"

"That's good news." Tsunami comments.

"( ~ This way please. ~ )"

The group is lead by their escort towards the standard Battlesuit Labs. They pass by a good number of FACAF personnel of many types, ranks and races, and a few other Labs dedicated to continuing advancement of all sorts of technologies and components used by the Toumans.

It was these Labs and Centers that allowed the Ascendancy military to keep pace with the rest of civilized space. And in many cases keep ahead of them in specific regards that allowed the ilCommand to conduct it's matters with relative impunity. Ionic disabiling weaponry was one top priority, as was integration of non-organic systems with the Hikari based ones.

Now was about to be added something totally new.

The ceremony was lavish indeed. A full military parade was being held, and Sparta Tanks, Komsomol fighters, and soldiers with the newest armor and rifles marched past a review stand with the members of the team on it.

After this occurred, two large Jumbotrons set up next to the stand flashed images of the team getting their awards. For those guys who didn't make it home, thier family members arrived to pick up the medals. As names were called, the medals were removed from their boxes and placed around the necks of each man and woman, to the tune of great applause.

All the while, Junko sat on the stand, proud of her accomplishments...yet she didn't know what to do about that feeling that the whole of the known galaxy might not like the idea of Red Jedi. Still, ti was a start; now, they could compete with the rest of the intergalactic realm in that field.

After the ceremony, the team went on the town. Unlike regular Jedi/Sith, they were not obligated to be sequestered; rather, they were treated like regular soldiers.

They went hoem to visit their families, and had very nice dinners. All around, people wanted to know what was it like. Of course, much of their activities were classified, so they couldn't talk much.

Arashi even looks amazed. And considering the wonders the Gaians were used to, this had to be something to accomplish 'this'. "I.. ah... wow.... really... wow."

The Avian escort nods. "( ~ I am pleased you approve milady. The design and function are impeccable, though creating a unit that was able to react transverse with energy, and back, like in a teleporter stream was both a challenge and a great accomplishment on our part.

We can now have the unit phase-meld with a specific item, and have it react to the command of the user at a mind-wave level. This is essentially a basic level version of the Mind Link the Hikari Trees allow you all to employ. ~)"

Jennifer raises a hand. "Um, I'm not so fortunate as yet good buddy."

The Avian blinks. "( ~ Oh.. do mind my manners. I could only be presumptious of course. ~ )"

Aleaic takes a step forward and inspects the first fully realized suit.

A set of advanced battle armor, shaped and faceted like a entire jewel was crafted into the shape of a humanoid form. The entire unit was a gleaming white effidice, no less than a suit of knights armor, minus any trappings and details. The basic suit was based on the design of using the lighter elements of Gaian Battlearmor designs such as Gray Death, Slyph and other designs.

But those were way behind the curve in comparison to this design. This hyper-advanced, all purpose suit, was all parts and functions in one, combat suit armor, personal armor, flight suit armor, infantry armor, space suit, and even a dimensional shield suit. The copact nature of the design was infused with sich a intracite level of microminuaturized components and power systems, that it was essentially a fully self-sustaining suit. Every advantage that other Battlesuits and even Mechs had were incorporated by scale into the suit, and the power and capability effects tripled in effect, and quadrupled in redundancy.

It had 'every' desgin as a pure combat suit, but it was even more than just this, it was more. This was the brainchild of the exile, something that fell in line with everything Aleiac had looked to uphold for his realm.

He was no longer content to let ideals be fostered into pseudonims. He was ready to take the dreams and make harsh reality of them for all the bear witness.

This design was 'part' of the whole. "Nothing like a gleaming suit of armor to give you that fuzzy feeling." Tsui next to Al giggles to his comment. The Avian Lord then offers.. "( ~ The suit has withstood heavy fire blasts from standard CAG Class Pulse Lasers, Autocannon shots, even took Ionic Weaponry and shock style weapons with little effect to the volunteers within.

More, the added suit designs of phasic regeneration of the user's biological structure, as well as shielding capacities makes the suit as close as the a suit of a god we can make it. The only thing missing is the 'god' within. The suit can still be defeated bu conventional means, but those means would make kill rations abyssmal for an enemy force.

I would calculate an elite squad of ten could effectively take down a whole conventional company, as if they were in OmniMechs of the same power. And the power of these suits is well within comprable statistics.

It is an amazing piece craftsmanship, we must say Milord. ~ )" Aleaic nods. "How capable is the mass produced capablility? Are there limitaions to the power inherit, that will slow down production?"

The Avian Lord looks at the suit as she speaks. "( ~ The process of completeing the proper component structure was complex. A standard Suit factory would not be enough for this level of sophistication.

As such, I already took the liberty of having several low production factories revamped to produce this desgin, with only your order waiting to be needed for production to begin. ~ )"

Aleaic blinks. "You have 'that' much faith in the deign? What about R&D and other unknown concerns?"

She bows her head. "( ~ The design indeed needs more testing. But we cannot anticipate every function, even though we have an extensive set of test parameters already completed. This accounts for over 86.7% of known biological, energonic, waveguide, plannar, astral, dimensionalized, and most known forms of conventional effects, even taking into account the blistering WMD effects.

I can say with some certainty the suit will function in most any known existing environs, and any new ones encountered can be learned from by the on suit internal comptroller that lines the entire suit, and has a node in three seperate places in the suit. The data capacity and computational ability matches that of a Level-III AI sentient, though the suit is slaved with totality to the wearer's whims.

There are tweaks that can be done, but we can produce the first versions immediately, at your command Milord ~ )"

Aleaic makes a 'hmm'-agreed sound and rubs his chin, then... "Well done."

The Avian Lord bows her head deeply and watches as Aleaic walks up to and puts his hand on the suit. The smooth touch is accompanied by a cool 'warmth' that attests to the haolic interior glow. It's like he's looking at the surface of the Eternal Destiny and can sense the immense importance within.

The sentience that knows it's destined for great things. The White Diamond surface is already laser carved and ubber-polished, lined by a nanite active layer that keeps wear from leaving marks, even able to repair large cracks quickly like a living regenerative effect. Underneath is a set of subspace reactive materials that act as power wave-conduits, giving the suit it's power sources.

He then nodes the fleece like interior, unseen over the kevlar like fabrics that both allow the genetic refreshing effects from the attached surface, as well as the omni-sensory skin layer that reacts to the user's actions.

Any, if the reports and the presentation here were correct. The suit could keep a user comfortable, refershed, and even alive from the effects of grevious wounds.

Indeed, the only flaw was the terms of scale the user faced in battle, and the frail mortality of the same user. The suit was nearly...

"...perfect." Aleaic softly whispers.

".....and here dreams fade, and reality takes hold."

Behind him, his wives(s?) look on and muse the moment as well.

Then the Avian Lord comments. "( ~ Do you wish your versions for the Council ready as of now? The first ring-suit generators are already completed, though you may wish to have them delayed for sake of timing. ~ )"

Aleaic looks back. "Ready? I thought..."

"( ~ The production models are what I spoke of. The inital tests went so successfully that the I ordered the first Rings to be completed ahead of schedule. Call it a trial process, but I had the artisans also carve the final form, as a gift of your Return, Milord. ~ )"

Aleaic thought a moment, then considered timing, and then spoke. "Have them brought to the Palace, after all tests are completed. At the time they arrive, I will announce the plans I have in mind for the Guardianship.

...melodrama will help the effect after all. In the end, creating a true Knighthood of my people is no small matter."

The Avian Lord bows yet again, very courtious conscious. "( ~ As you wish Milord. I will have them transported to the Homewrold via Gate. ~ )"

Aleiac nods. "Then it is agreed."

--

The XGP leaves with little fanfare, leaving behind the semi-resort planet to head Homeworld.

..and leaving behind a extensive legacy in the making. One that will last Eons.

Junko meanwhile, saw the Acolytes move through the shoothouse. She had a stopwatch, and was clocking their moves to the second. So far, they had gotten their urban assault time to about 10 seconds.

But, they could do better.

So, she was having them do this again and again, until their Force powers, their Lightsabers, and their senses were tuned to combat in this environment, until every man could clear a room with lightning, and saber, taking their sectors and clearing rooms faster than fingers could be snapped. She was patient, but a part of her was very frustrated; she knew it took Jedi a long tiem to become powerful, but it shouldn't take this long.

She witnessed them run out, and then she yelled. "10 seconds! Take a break, then do it again!"

The troops groaned, and obeyed; there wasn't much else they could do.

Junko meanwhile, saw the Acolytes move through the shoothouse. She had a stopwatch, and was clocking their moves to the second. So far, they had gotten their urban assault time to about 10 seconds.

But, they could do better.

So, she was having them do this again and again, until their Force powers, their Lightsabers, and their senses were tuned to combat in this environment, until every man could clear a room with lightning, and saber, taking their sectors and clearing rooms faster than fingers could be snapped. She was patient, but a part of her was very frustrated; she knew it took Jedi a long tiem to become powerful, but it shouldn't take this long.

She witnessed them run out, and then she yelled. "10 seconds! Take a break, then do it again!"

The troops groaned, and obeyed; there wasn't much else they could do.

Junko, meanwhile, looked at the stats for the Acolytes. So far, about 1,200 had joined....far fewer than expected. If the Acolytes were going to have any kind of permanent, far reaching presence in this society, then she'd have toi start a recruitment campaign.

But of what kind? Volunteers were trickling in, but could only do so as long as the service was good and the service kept winning. Conscripts....nah. Too hard to mold into Jedi. Perhaps...kids? Orphans? POWs? Why not?

That, and lightsabers and other goods were on short supply. And it was awfully hard to buy this stuff herself, and with a meager payment from the government.

She then wrote a letter to MacIntyre, saying:

"Dear Premier:

It is my judgment that in order to ensure maximum operational effectiveness for the Acolytes, they must have more men and materiel. We ask for:

1. Free recruitment of orphans and Abhuman POWs with Psychic abilities, to bolster our numbers. They will be trained into the ways of Socialism, and trained to use their powers for its good.

2. We need more funding. Perhaps a seperate training camp on Mars, and incorporation as a full seperate order would be nice. That, and our own armories to make Lightsabers.

That's about it.

Junko Tadanobu
Sensei
People's Acolytes"

MacIntyre responded:

"Well, we are a bit tight on funds now, but we can reserve a flight to Mars for you and 500 of your buddies; you'll have to buy the lot yourself. As for the other stuff, we may not exactly have the resources to scan every little prison camp and orphanage for Psykers. That's up to you, so make some phone calls. Lord knows I've done so. Sorry I cannot do more.

Premier MacIntyre"

Junko said, "Well, then."

She then made a few phone calls, and soon went to an orphanage in downtown Los Angeles. An old black woman walked up to her and said, "You must me Ms. Tadanobu, I'm Mrs. Helms. You asked about psykers?"

Junko said, "Yes, ma'am. I did."

Mrs. Helms said, "Follow me."

She led Junko to a room filled with children that looked normal enough. They were, however, lifting Legos with their minds, and playing ball with telekenetic forces.

"This is our Special Room. Some of these boys and girls are a bit touchy.....I deal with them exclusively. I myself have some psychic attributes, so I can relate to them. Everybody else calls them freaks, and was mean to them; so I spoke to the Matron and she allowed me to take care of these kids on my own, and allow them to use their powers for good."

Junko nodded, and said, "May I speak to one of them?"

Mrs. Helms nodded and said, "Yes. But be careful."

Junko then walked over to a young boy, and said, in a friendly voice, "Hello there. My name is Ms. Tadanobu. How are you doing today?"

The boy looked at her suspiciously, and said, "Are you replacing Mrs. Helms?"

Junko smiled and said, "Heavens no! I am visiting here, on behalf of the government-"

The boy panicked, and said, "Did I do something wrong!? Did mommy do something wrong!? She loves Socialism, she smuggled tobacco to feed her family!"

Junko said, "Look here, son. I come from the People's Acolytes, have you heard of them?"

The boy calmed down and said, "You mean Jedi?"

Junko nodded, saying, "Yes. We won't hurt you, your Mommy is okay. Look...do you want to be a Jedi?"

The boy said, "Mrs. Helms said our powers were to be used to help people, not hurt them. She hates those who use their powers to hurt others."

Junko said, "You have great gifts-what is it?"

The boy said, "Zack."

Junko said, "Zack. Look, you don't have to hurt people using your powers. You can heal. You can even do great things without killing. That's the good thing about being a Jedi. Provided you are a good kid, you can utilize your powers for the good of Socialism."

Zack said, "Well, I'm a good kid."

Junko said, "See? You'll go far. Can you do something for me?"

Zack said, "Yes?"

Junko pulled out a brick from her pocket. Mrs. Helms rose to protest, but Junko held her hand up to keep her at bay. She then said, "Zack, if you can use your powers to move this brick to the other side of the room in five seconds without hurting anyone, you can be a Jedi."

Zack said, "Seriously?"

Junko nodded.

Zack then took the brick and levitated it with his mind. The other kdis said, "Woah...." as he focused on the brick with all of his might, glarign it down. He then pushed it forward with his hands, and the brick flew forward. He then steered it around a kid's head, and then sent it on a crazy flyign course around his side of the room, narrowly missing the kids and Mrs. Helms. Then, the slowed the brick down and moved it to the other side, plopping it on a table, quietly.

Mrs. Helms simply said, "Ms. Tadanobu! That was reckless of you to make little Zack do that! You could have easily had us killed, or damaged for life!"

Junko said, "Well, then. Say what you will, but this fellow is of the kind that I want to be part of my Jedi training program. Same with all of youse."

She then turend to Mrs. Helms, and said, "Mrs. Helms, if you wish, you can supervise them still, thoguh they will be in the Jedi training program."

Mrs. Helms said, "Humph! If this is part of it, I'll have no part."

Junko said, "Fine. But, since this is an orphanage, I reserve the right to recruit these orphans for the People's service."

Mrs. Helms then leaped up, yelling, "Damnit! I'll not have mindless soldiers made of my kids!"

The kids were shocked, this was the first time Mrs. Helms swore. Junko said, "Old Lady, if you obstruct me, I will have Internal Security make you nonexistent. Got me?"

Mrs. Helms said, "Fine. But if that is the way it will be, I'm coming along. I'd like soem sanity with my warmongering, thank you."

Junko said, "That's the spirit. Come."

The kids followed Junko nervously. So did Mrs. Helms. When asked by Zack, Mrs. Helms said, "No Zack, this is not a victory for me; it is a failure. I couldn't stop them from ruining you....God forgive me."