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IC:

Admiral Arterious Daggar stood on the Bridge of the STSS Datulus. The 7th Tactical Fleet's Flagship, was the most powerful in the Tarsonian Royal Space Fleet. The 7th Tactical was sent to put down the Rebelion of a rouge faction calling them selves Anarion. Accompanying them for the ground invasion was the 25th armored infantry. General Marcus, was incomand of the ground forces, while Draconis presided over the Fleet. Sipping his kaffee he took his seat on the bridge.

"Take us in Ensign"
"Aye sir"

On Daggars order the small fleet moved to the jump point.
"Engage" The fleet entered hyperspace heading for battle.


Two hours later

The Tarsonian fleet decended hyperspace, 10000 miles from the Anarion Outpost of Tippa. The outer most planet of Anarion, and the least gaurded. As they decended uppon the two Oribital Platforms, Daggar opened coms to the platforms commander.

"This is Admiral Arterious Daggar of the Tarsonian Royal Space Fleet. By order of King Cerifis Corunus, you are ordered to surrender. Those who do will be granted full quarter."

Admiral Winchester, paced the command deck of the Weapons Platform Orbiting Tippa. No ships had been sent to their aid. The Fleet and most of the Ground forces were at Krish'na the Capital planet. These platforms and the Cannons on the surface would have to hold.

"SIR. WEVE GOT HEAVY INBOUND"

"WHAT?!"

Winchester ran to the window as the Tarsonian Fleet decended hyperspace.

"Sir they are calling for our surrender."

"On speaker."

"This is Admiral Arterious Daggar of the Tarsonian Royal Space Fleet. By order of King Cerifis Corunus, you are ordered to surrender. Those who do will be granted full quarter."

"Ha, charge the laser batteries, activate orbital guns on the surface, and send them our reply."

The laser turrets on along the platforms activated. Hundreds of turrets oppened fire. On the planet surface The orbital Cannons fired launching huge Ion beams at the attackers.

The Laser batteries tore into the fleet, but bounced harmlessly off shields. The Orbital cannons however were much more deadly. One Corsair exploaded from two beam impacts.

"Launch the wraiths, keep the Mornarians in reverse. All ships back out of range of the orbital cannons, Carriars activate weapons platforms and bombard the Platforms."

His orders were carried out. The fleet backed out of range from the Orbital Guns on the surface. Blaxons sounded as the wraith fighters were scrambled. 3000 wraiths poured from the Carriars bowls. After the fighters were launched, the 6 Carriars changed, the Top of the carriars opened, and from their bowls weapons platfoms emerged, with a complete array of artillery guns, and ion cannons. They opened fire and Ion beams and Artillery rocket shells smashed into the platforms, The wraiths straifed the platforms drawing the laser batteries fire. Wraiths exploaded left and right, but with so many, along with bombardment, the guns would be hardpressed.

"Launch the ground troops take out those guns on the surface.

With the order, The 30 dropships broke away from the fleet decending on the surface. Orbital cannon fire, spashed into them but the ships tripple shielding and tripple armor, the fire bounced off.

Winchester wasnt surprised when the last gun turret was destroyed.

"This battle was over before it begun. Send The Tarsonian fleet our surrender. and send word to Krish'na.... it has begun."

The orbital guns silenced and were captured by the Tarsonian Army. Prisoners were taken and beamed to a prison world nearby.


Krish'na


The messenger burst into Wolfhowzers office. Charles Wolfhowzer was the Head of the Anarion rebellion.

"Sir,...it's begun. Tippa just surrendered to Tarsonian Forces. Theyve sent the 7th tactical Fleet."

Wolfhowzer grumbled. "Arterious's fleet. With the Mornarians in tow, this will be hard fight. Send word for International aid. If other nations recognize our new nation, and offer aid, we might have a chance."



The message was sent. Signals sent into space to whomever would answer.

The message was intercepted by the intelligence and reconaissance ship Cyclopes on the edge of Dominion space, near Ackmard station where the bulk of the First Fleet was recovering from their previous battle. Immediately, the transmission was bounced to the flagship Novindus, where it was read by Admiral Iorek Byrnison. "Hmmm. Send this back home and wait for a response."

"Yes, Admiral."

Iorek turned to his combat coordinator, "If get orders from home to intervene I want us to be ready to go at once. Swap some of our pilots with the station's to rest, make it random but make sure we get Lydre and Argonth. Those two are too good to be left staring at border-vacuum. I want all Bladehwks, Dragoons, and Thumpers refueled, rearmed and ready to launch if we leave. Ready the Pantheras and be ready to break out the Paladins and Onagers as well."

"Of course, sir."

*********HALF AN HOUR LATER*******

"Sir, our orders are here."

"Let me see. Yes, I thought as much. Signal the fleet, be prepared to move at any minute."


<<<<<<<
To Free Anarion: We represent the Dominion of Arcadeos nad have seen fit to assist you in your our of need. We request coordinates of where you would like us to arrive.
>>>>>>>

Wolfhowitzer looked at the message, thank God, there is some hope.
"Send reply for them to send some forces to Fothamalia, but also to send forces to Krish'na if they should push through."

"Sir Kolna is under attack. And with the repairs to their defence grid in progress, the orbital Cannons are useless."

"Send orders for all personel to evacuate to Fothamalia, and to reinforce our ground troops there."

"and the civilians at Kolna sir?"

"Arterious is a man of honor, he wont fire upon civilians."


Kolna

The orders were given, evac shuttles launched into hyperspace as the tarsonian Forces moved in.

Iorek shook his head, he didn't like spliting his forces. "Send half the fleet to this Krishna. The rest of us wil go to Fothamalia."

"Yes, Admiral." As ships oriented themselves toward their destinations they accelerated before jumping looking like gray blurs. "Hold on, sir. We'll be there shortly."

STSS DATALUS: HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLNA

Daggar looked out over the reclaimed planet of Kolna. There had been no fight, the Anarion military withdrew to another planet. The orbital cannons, once off line, had since been repaired. And the Weapons Platforms had been retrofited with better weaponry. Kolna would now be used as a base to launch attacks from.

Daggar glanced down at the message on his desk. From Nicolai Rapier the Head of War matters. They had intercepted Anarion's call for help. If this should escalate into an international matter, 3/4th of the fleet would be ready to mobilize. The 1st 3rd 4th and 6th Tactical fleets, along withe the 1st 2nd and 4th Battle fleets. and the entire ground military had been mobilized, and were on standby at the nearby delga system, a small military solar system, on the edge of Tarsonian space. numbering over 200 carriars 1000 Capital ships, and over 12000 medium ships, and 60000 fighters and with a ground military of over 25 million men, complete with Tanks and Mech devisions, this would be a hard fight for any coalition.

Flying through space at supralight speeds, Iorek watched the blurs that were stars streak by. "How much longer?"

"Soon, sir."

Iorek grunted, his ships were already damaged from their previous engagement and his men were tired. He wished he had more information to go on, but what had to be done had to be done. "Five minutes before reversion, I want all pilots in their craft. I want them ready to deploy as soon as we get there if neccessary."

"Yes, Admiral."

On board the scout sloop Flashpoint:
"sir, sensors just picked up the residual energy from a short battle in orbit around that planet"
"Hmm.. how long ago?"
"Not long, sir. looks like a fleet flattened some defences in short order"
"Very well... is the fleet still here?"
"looks like it, yes."
"Call for a support fleet, and secure from silent running"
"Aye sir, signal sent, support inbound"
"All hands, all hands, secure from silent running"
"Contact the flagship of the fleet"
"Aye sir. opening channel on my mark... mark"
"This is Lieutenant Krask of the No_State_At_All spacefleet. It seems you have attacked planet here. Explain yourselves or face the consequences"

On a remote planet on the edge of Starenell, a transmission was recieved, requesting international aid in some sort of rebellion. Often a battlegroup would be sent to this sort of thing, but there none in such a lonely place, bordering no one, barely even part of Starenell. Here there was only a Long Range Reconnaissance Team, which was only for a week or two in their exploration of the far-off places of Starenell.

The local governor quickly informed the team leader, Sargeant Major Kalan "Kal" Jairan, who moved his team out in less time then it had taken the orders to get to him. Five ships silently left the planet, and with a flash of light, departed the system.

They emerged in the Anarion system, noticing the large fleets. For now they stayed where they were, monitoring any transmission they could get their hands on without military grade equipment.

"Thirty seconds to reversion!"

Iorek nodded and sat in his command chair. "All crew to battle stations! Open the hanger doors, ready shields and charge weapons capacitors! We don't know what we'll find there so be ready."

"Yes, Admiral! Reversion in ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-"

"Raise shields."

"three-two-one-reversion!" The fleet reverted to realspace and decelerated in view of the planet.

"Get on the comms and find out what's going on."

"Right away, sir."

On board the scout sloop Flashpoint:
"sir, sensors just picked up the residual energy from a short battle in orbit around that planet"
"Hmm.. how long ago?"
"Not long, sir. looks like a fleet flattened some defences in short order"
"Very well... is the fleet still here?"
"looks like it, yes."
"Call for a support fleet, and secure from silent running"
"Aye sir, signal sent, support inbound"
"All hands, all hands, secure from silent running"
"Contact the flagship of the fleet"
"Aye sir. opening channel on my mark... mark"
"This is Lieutenant Krask of the No_State_At_All spacefleet. It seems you have attacked planet here. Explain yourselves or face the consequences"
ooc: just to tell u ive moved on to the seccond planet already.

OOC: I will be away for a week or so, so just assume my men are waiting and wathcing for now. Please dont blow them up while Im gone.

ooc: just to tell u ive moved on to the seccond planet already.
OOC: bummer... oh well, i can work with that. please take it as I did send that message, just the only things that got it were any forces left behind...

Commodore Wilhelm stood atop the command bridge of his Titan Class Battlebarge.

"Sons of Tarsonis," He voiced over his communications channel. "The Almighty Emperor of Wanderjar has sent us to assist you in suppressing this rebellion. Where are we needed."

STSS DATALUS: HIGH ORBIT OVER KULNA

Daggar bent down next the logistics officer's command post.

"what are we looking at colenal"

"scanners picked up a what looks like maybe 14 or 16 ships. their cloaked and were scanning their matter shadows. computers having difficulty determining the number maybe we should have brought a science vessel after all, instead of trying to retrofit the Datulus with detection scanners."
"well is it 14 or 16"
"just to be prepaired, id say 16 sir. they dont seem very large, im guessing a scout fleet, probably a cruiser, and some frigates and a couple destroyers, few torpedo tubes, medium laser capabilities. probably no detector ships either."
"wraiths have the matter shadow hide upgrades?"
"yes sir, and the gravitational force of a wraith should be too small to locate."
"charge the orbital cannons on the surface and scramble the wraiths cloaked, and surround the ships."

His orders were carried out, orbital cannons on the planets surface located, and targeted where the fleet would be, wraiths cloaked and quiet surrounded the ship.

"To the No State at All fleet, this rebellion is matter of Tarsonian affairs. It does not concern you, i advice you to cease and desist all activity in Tarsonian space and leave as soon as you are able."

STSS DATALUS: HIGH ORBIT OVER KULNA

"To the No State at All fleet, this rebellion is matter of Tarsonian affairs. It does not concern you, i advice you to cease and desist all activity in Tarsonian space and leave as soon as you are able."



Intercepting that transmission, Commodore Wilhelm repeated his request, "Where do you wish our fleet to go? Or do you even wish us here?"

The message from Wilhelm was relayed to Nicoli Rapier, on Korhal the Capital planet of Tarsonis.

Quickly he sent his reply.

<<<Comodore Wilhelm. This is Nicoli Rapier, Secretary of War of the Tarsonian Government. On behalf of Cerifis Coronus, Crowned King of Tarsonis, i would like to thank you for your aid. Our expedition fleet, that has been assigned to squash the rebellion, has docked for supplies, at the Recently recovered planet of Kolna, i am relaying you the coordinates along with this message. They have had contact with another 3rd party nation, and this is quickly turning into a International affair. Kolna would be the most useful place of assistence at the present time. Thankyou agian.

Nicolai Rapier
Secretary of War. >>>

OOC: not cloaked, go look on t'other thread. and umm... those wraiths are leaving fast when my drives go on.... normally they'll avoid letting the side effect of my drive effect nearby objects, but if they dont know about them, they cant...
IC:
"A rebellion they say. hmm. sheilds up, arm missiles, and pipe to quarters"
"Aye sir, shields full, missile bays report ready"
"All hands to battle stations, all hands, all hands"
"sir, very minor gravitic anomaly around us"
"Hmm... that might be something new. have the fleet move Z pos until we clear it"
"aye sir, moving"
[your wraiths, will be vibrating about 20mm up and down (on the solar plane) at about 2 kilohertz as we move... dont ask me what that does to them...]

OOC: bummer... oh well, i can work with that. please take it as I did send that message, just the only things that got it were any forces left behind...

eh i just made it so you went to the seccond planet no biggie

OOC: and umm... yeah.

OOC: not cloaked, go look on t'other thread. and umm... those wraiths are leaving fast when my drives go on.... normally they'll avoid letting the side effect of my drive effect nearby objects, but if they dont know about them, they cant...
IC:
"A rebellion they say. hmm. sheilds up, arm missiles, and pipe to quarters"
"Aye sir, shields full, missile bays report ready"
"All hands to battle stations, all hands, all hands"
"sir, very minor gravitic anomaly around us"
"Hmm... that might be something new. have the fleet move Z pos until we clear it"
"aye sir, moving"
[your wraiths, will be vibrating about 20mm up and down (on the solar plane) at about 2 kilohertz as we move... dont ask me what that does to them...]

OOC: nice call i nvr thought, one wraith wont have gravity force readable, but a fleet of 3000 of them, eh thats pretty big.

IC: Colonel Kast piloted his wraith. "Whoa command you getting this reading. Vibrations are going crazy"

Roger Kast, adjust shields to settings alpha zula bravo foxtrot cero three niner cero.

"Aye command, all squadrons follow suit, squadron leaders take point."

With the shields adjusting to compensate for the vibrations, the wraith vibrations settled.

"They are moving command, what should we do."

Keep them surrounded.

OOC: thats from still to 20Khz in no time... and thats a gravity effect... Unless you have the tech for a gravitic drive plus some, you cant block it out with shields... I know i cant. and the weapon version of it you really cant...

The message from Wilhelm was relayed to Nicoli Rapier, on Korhal the Capital planet of Tarsonis.

Quickly he sent his reply.

<<<Comodore Wilhelm. This is Nicoli Rapier, Secretary of War of the Tarsonian Government. On behalf of Cerifis Coronus, Crowned King of Tarsonis, i would like to thank you for your aid. Our expedition fleet, that has been assigned to squash the rebellion, has docked for supplies, at the Recently recovered planet of Kolna, i am relaying you the coordinates along with this message. They have had contact with another 3rd party nation, and this is quickly turning into a International affair. Kolna would be the most useful place of assistence at the present time. Thankyou agian.

Nicolai Rapier
Secretary of War. >>>



"Alright," Wilhelm said with a nod, "Set a course for Kolna!" With that, the Wanderjarian fleet set a course for Kolna. "Once we arrive, if there is still a Naval engagement, launch the Tie fighters. All Imperator SDs will immediatle engage with all guns, as will all other ships. If there is a battle planet side, deploy the Marines first, then the rest of the Guardsmen."

OOC: thats from still to 20Khz in no time... and thats a gravity effect... Unless you have the tech for a gravitic drive plus some, you cant block it out with shields... I know i cant. and the weapon version of it you really cant...

i use particle shields, not the Deflecter shields. so direct hit from weapons are absorbed rather than deflected. so the particles in the shields act as a buffer to keep the wraiths from vibrating.

i use particle shields, not the Deflecter shields. so direct hit from weapons are absorbed rather than deflected. so the particles in the shields act as a buffer to keep the wraiths from vibrating.
Umm... not really... its a gravity area effect thing. everything not exluded by the ships themselves is caught in the side effect. ah, and i totally forgot. shields show you up, even if you're cloaked... Particularly if you use SW tech.

OOC: w.e

Kast's wraith stoppped vibrating only to have the shields over powered and start vibrating again.

"all wraiths fall back, before youre destroyed." The wraiths surrounding the fleet slammed in reverse to a safe distance but still keeping a surrounding ring."

The Wanderjarian fleet emerged from from the Warp. From there, hundreds of Tie fighters emerged from their ships, preparing to engage any enemy forces foolish enough to challenge the might of the Emperor's fleet.

Commodore Wilhelm saw the Rebel ships which were engaging the Tarsonis fleet, and moved his ships to support, all readying their weapons systems.

STSS DATULUS:HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLNA

Daggar paced the bridge. "Any respons?"

"No sir. The Wanderjar forces have moved to support."

"Charge all weapons on the patforms, all orbital cannons, all ships bring ure beam cannons on line. Carriars get ure weapons system activated."

The saxons blared on the loud speakers on the platform. Marines and engineres ran to man the heavy laser cannons, while on the surface, orbital cannon battaries activated and took aim.

The fleets possitioned itself to attack, the long rage heavy beam cannons came on line on all the BC's. THe valkarious cluster missle systems came online, and the Corsairs, charged weapons ready to move in.

"Deploy the Valkary fighters" The datulus opend up and valkary fighters poured out switching to full combat mode. After words all 6 carriars raised their weapons platforms, bringing online the ultra heavy beam cannons, and missle silos and arlitlery cannons.

Open coms to the no state at all fleet.

"By order of the Tarsonian government, you are hearby ordered to vacate our space, if you do not comply you will be fired upon."

"sir are we authorized to do so?"

"Only if fired upon. but Lets hope it doesnt come to that."

The com pannel beaped. "sir incoming wire from Korhal."

Daggar looked at the panel.

<<< by order of King Cerifis Coronus, and concured with by Nicoli Rapier Secretary of war. All craft are given fire autherization code Alpha>>>

"Gentlemen, we are now autherized to fire upon the targets if they do not comply"

Over 1,000 TIE fighters and 600 Tie interceptors were launched, moving in front of the Emperor's fleet. It was an imposing force, with ships miles long and seemingly undefeatable lumbering forward, ready to slaughter any opponents.

"This is Commodore Wilhelm, to invading fleet, leave this sector now, or prepare to die."

The wraiths veered away and decloaked taking up flanking positions, falling into ranks with the tie fighters. Kast had heard of Wanderjar Tie fighter pilots. he wondered if they were as good as legend told. Time would soon tell. Kast turning to matters at hand opened coms to his men.

"Squadron leaders, we have been given authorization to fire, go weapons hott."

"roger pheonix 1"

"roger that"

"roger pheonix 1"
An audible sound of laser cannons powering up and missle batteries oppening under each wing, would have been heard on a planet, but in space there was no sound as each wraith prepared to attack and waited for the order.

"TIE 6, proceed with routine-7," The Aviation officer on board the Titan Carrier Redemption said.

"Roger." He replied. The thousand TIEs proceeded to throw on maximum throttle, and immediatley split into small groups of four. These groups would move into the enemy ships, attacking strategic areas such as the bridge, engines, communication relays, and weapons systems. Others would protect these groups from enemy fighters. The Interceptors also executed that order, by, like the groups not attacking ship functions, destroying enemy fighters. Meanwhile, Wanderjarian ships moved in, aiming all of their many weapons systems at the enemy's engines and bridge, hoping to disable them both from moving, and functioning with effiency.

Kast watched the explosions. "Whoa, command Wanderjar has attacked, do we follow suit."


A long silence.

Thats affirmative Pheanix one.

"roger that command. Squadron leaders, attackformations, engage."

"Roger pheonix one"

"Roger"

The 3000 wraiths broke off into squadrons of 12 straifing the no state at all ships wraking laser and missle fire down their hulls. Great beams of energy fired from the orbital cannons on the planets surface smashed into the fleet. Heavy laser batteries opened fire from the platforms and from the BC's. The valkarious cruisers launched their cluster salvo missles, and the Ultimas launched their ultra heavy lasers and missles. Corsairs rushed the fleet dive bombing the ships with the Ultra heavy pulse laser mounted on their hulls. Kast watched as he veered away from a ship he had just straifed...

"this is a massacre......"

A Wanderjarian Emperor Class Battleship pulled up along side a Rebel ship. Suddenly, much to the surprise of those who did not see this coming, gargantuan harpoon esk machines exploded from the ship, at a speed ubelievable, and smashed into the Rebel ship. This was a transport system, to which Wanderjarian Marines would invade the craft, and slaughter all who were in the way. As they would enter, they would find the engine systems, filling them with explosives. Once leaving, they would detonate, causing the craft to explode.

(I'm telling you what I'm doing, not saying I've done it yet)
(Yes, that is a bit of a godmod, since I'm RPing what happens to your ship, but the harpoon moves so fast, it cannot be attacked, so there really is no point in making a second post about this)

OOC: umm... A tad confused here... if you didnt fire on me i'll delete this...

IC:
"Sir, Multiple incoming from a fighter swarm around us. And some hostiles have cloaks which fool us"
"Hmm. Fire the grav-flux, and get the flak and AMS online"
"Aye sir. engines off, grav-flux firing"
"Flak and AMS online and firing"
[The ships surround themselves with walls of flak (I cant maintain them for long, but they'll block out just about every missile you can throw for about a minute before they run out of ammo), and any missiles that sneak through that are detonated by anti-missiles from the ships. Meanwhile, the shields soak up the fighter's laser weapons, and all the fighters close enough to engage are now doing 1 gigahertz over an amplitude of 100 meters (thats approximate, some ships will do more, some less, depending on how close they are). The comeback from this is that the NSAA ships do the same, however they are built with this in mind, and are undamaged. (oh, and its a targeted effect. on my ships the crew are moving with the ships... on yours, anything organic is ignored by the field and is staying still... gonna hurt)

(OOC: yes that thing is overkill, but then its only any good at close range, and turns off my engines. oh, and by the way, the only external features on my ships are missile batteries, flak turrets, and what look like, but actually arent, engines. no bridge or docking bays to shoot for)

ooc: yeah fighter weaopons i can see getting absorbed by shields with minimum drain, but orbital weapons, and heavy and ultra heavy beam cannons are like a hundred times more powerful, and their slaming into your ships too.

OOC: Respond to the boarding party if you would be so kind. Also, remember, they are Space Marines, as in, Adeptus Astartes ones.

Balkorri
The Emperor Droma knew he was aging. He could feel it in his bones...the years were starting to wear down. Though still an incredibally talented Force-user, he was slipping ever so slightly in his combat skills, no longer the young man who could lead legions into battle against various enemies encoutnered over the years, from the Casseopians to Spit Break (who was now a sometimes-ally). He expected his trainees, now fighting for the throne, to do the work for him. And his talented commanders were always reliable...the young Helton Neyo on the ground, and the ruthless Vyraat Karath in space. But his fledgling apprentices took up the most of his attention.
Not that they were particularly apprentices. All five wielded power like that Droma had once held as a young man, the knights were devestating now, defeating Droma's every challenge, ruthless amongst each other, as Sion and Nihilis had proved during their conforntatin in Jenrak space that had ended with Nihilis's arm severed. But that is what Droma wanted...the weak would die, and Nihilis had learned his lesson of overconfidence. He woud no longer try to take Sion on enemy turf like so again. But he enjoyed pairing the apprentices in bad combinations to encourage competition between them.
So when Droma heard of the rebellion sparking up against Tarsonis, the sometimes-ally sometimes-enemy faction that had long been at odds with the Dominion, he sensed oppurtunity. Oppurtunity to expand borders, try to wreak havoc where sides were already at odds and no one was looking at the enemy at the gates, just across the volatile nebulae that divided Dominion and Tarsonis space. And his apprentices, vying for glory, would lead the charge across the border. And maybe, just maybe, they could really profit from this excursion...depending on how hard they hit. Now that the retribution strike was already under way, the Dominion war strikes could do major damage.
And so it was that on the Emperor's personal "retreat", where he enjoyed still flexing his potent powers on the world of Bakorri, a beautiful world spoiled by screams, blood pools, and bodies of those destroyed in bizarre expiraments, that the five challengers gathered at the Emperor's planetary citadel, the annual hyperstorms raging outside poruing on slave camps as troop columns drilled through the miserable and torrential weather.

"What is your bidding, my master?" uttered Marka Ragnos, the most loyal, yet hardest to understand, of the apprentices.
"I am glad you have all arrived," Droma answered, though the five knew their attendance was mandatory, "our neighbor seems to be having problems."
"Of what sort?" Sion, the aggressive apprentice, inquired.
"They seem to be undergoing rebellion, the strife that always hits these parts," Droma went on, "yet rebellion is not the kind of face we like to have in a tightly regulated empire of our own. Rebellion, anywhere, is unacceptable. However, we are obviously faced by a quandry. Our neighbors of Tarsonis are not great allies nor friends. Destroying the rebellion may make them overconfident, and they may try to launch runs against our very borders. Granted, these would not last long, however, this would divert attention from the brewing issues and Oron-Kira. In order to easily face that, while keeping attention on this conflict, I have another strategy. We shall breach their border with two fleets, the 1st and the 8th. Admiral Karath will be in command of the fleets, and General Neyo shall lead the 121st and 145th for ground operations. Granted, we shall expect resistance from whatever side we first encounter, and since our closest navigable point of entry through the great cosmic storms that sweep our border would be the planet of Colta, currently held by the Seperatists. We sent an undetected probe earlier today to scout general force estimation, and it seems light at best. We will converge both fleets at the planet, using air strikes to knock out the orbital cannons on the surface while capital ships will strike the mobile cannons in orbit from distance with torpedoes. Once that has been achieved, we will send down the invasion force to occupy the planet and destroy all who stand in our way. Likely, this will draw the attention of Tarsonis cruisers as well. However, estimates put our fleet numbers high enough to engage what should come, and if we seriously need backup we could bring in the 3rd armada as well, though they are stationed at Menoon right now and would take half a day to reach Colta from their current location. Ragnos, Sion, Kressh, and Sadow shall be deployed with the fleets, Nihilis will be stationed with then 3rd at Menoon should they be needed to reinforce. I shall be at Balkorri for four days, then I shall be at Oron-Kira settling the dispute there. You know how to contact me. You are dismissed."

Droma walked off, his cloak swinging behind him as he left for his personal meditation quarters, his apprentices rising as he left. Sadow wheeled on Kressh then.

"If we shall both be sent forth on this endeavor, see to it that you are stationed on a different command then I!" Sadow said, his teeth clenched.
Kressh chuckled. "Ah, but the competition involved if we were bother together..."
"I would kill you, tear out your entrails!" Sadow taunted back, "you twisted fiend. Your overconfidence shall lead to your death!"

With that, Sadow left the room, toying with his twin lightsabers, his robe swaying behind him. Ragnos merely laughed as he left.

"Such brash, violence...it may kill him one day."

The others eyed Ragnos. The apprentice was the only one without a rival amongst the five, and seemed the most deadly of all. What secrets lay beyond his exterior...the others would have to soon find out.

Aprilius one, PLANT Capital
PLANT Supreme Council Chambers

The members of the council were getting rather annoyed that the chairman went off on almost every damn major operation that ZAFT took part in. It was always holo-link ups with the ship he is on. Most members of the council didn't not really care any more because there was nothing they could do about it. After several hours during a meeting late one night word came in about a rebellion breaking out in Tarsonis. The Council quickly got a link up with the chairman so the issue could be discussed.

"We have a chance to help this rebellion and get rid of Tarsonis once and for all" said Jeremy Maxwell.
"Are you insane? Tarsonis is are allie the council would never approve of a invasion of Tarsonis" Eileen Canaver said in rage.
"There is the chance that this rebellion could spread and grow we should send a fleet to monitor are border and make sure no rebels try to use are space as a staging ground" Orson Whitesaid.
"yes if they make contact with members of Blue Cosmos are homes will once again be in danger" Yuri Amalfi said"
"That is why we have a continued military campaign to destroy Blue Cosmos Completly so are homes are safe" Patrick Zala said
"I agree we should send a force to monitor the situation and once they report in we will take further action" Gilber Durandal Chairman of the Supreme Council said.
"Its agree'd then we will send a force to monitor the situation am sure Patrick Zala will be able to select the right forces" Tad Elsman said
"yes i will be able to" Patrick responded

Daggar shook his head at the battle that had been unleashed. "We are waisting time here. We must press forward. Send word to Rapier, this has become an international matter. Mobilize the fleet."

"Right away sir."

Daggar left the bridge into his office. "Im too old for this." He had grown since the alanorian wars, in which he gained his fame. Still head of the Mornarians but only by title. Kast was more incontrol of them now, he was his seccond in command, but was currently in battle. He would carry on Daggars legacy as the mornarian commander, most feared unit in all the galaxy. Many of the Mornarians were psyonics. Capable of using psyonic energy. Energy that was a match if not more powerful, than the force users. His joints creaked with authritus.

"Sir we have a reply."

"On my way."

Daggar walked onto the bridge, to the decoder desk. The officer manning the post handed him a piece of paper.

<<< From Nicoli Rapier.

Admiral the fleet is being mobilized as we speak. When Admiral Whittaker arrives on site he will assume comand. We are now engaging in Peace talks with the Anarion. Hopefully this isssue can be quelled before it gets out of hand.

On security messures. The entire Royal fleet is being sent to your system. We have made contact with Draconis, and the brood now patrols our borders. (ill put them in the OOC thread) if Droma should take advantage of this, we'll have a far larger fleet than his awaiting him. However, our spys have given word that Droma's fleet has begun to mobilize. This of course has drawn the concerns of the Security council. We have analyzed and realized, that the most vulnerable place to attack is Colta. Once whittaker arrives you are to move to Colta. They forces there will be aware of your presence, but you will go in cloaked and hidden so nothing will detect you. If Droma tries to break through he'll have a surprise. You are to hold that planet at all costs. The Fleet is moving in to assist you.
Nicoli Rapier
Secretary of War. >>>



Daggar stared stunned at this new development. He knew Cerifis was barely even quarter hearted in squashing the rebelion, or else he would have sent a battle fleet, or atleast the 1st tactical fleet. He had predicted this, but not this soon.

"Open coms to all fleets in this area."

"Aye sir"

"I hope dromas listening."

"Coms on sir"

"To command of all fleets. at 21:51 hours the Tarsonian Government agreed to a cease fire with The Anarion. All Tarsonian fighters are orders to return to carriars and all ships ordered to stand down and go to yellow alert."

Kast slammed his fist on his pannel in Joy. "YES" He had no love of war. If anything he detested it. But all citizens of Tarsonis, had a duty to king to serve as soldiers when needed. Cerifis, being the best king in centuries, was loved by all, and none had problem with this oath. Kast had decided instead of having to wait and go through training every war. He joined the military as a career. While a bloody job it had many benefits. He had met his wife in the Military. She resigned upon the birth of their daughter Kula. She now was a Nurse at a hospital on Korhal.

The Carriars lowerd the weapons platforms, and opened fighter bay doors. The wraiths poured in and the doors were closed. The fleet assembled into a orbital gaurd formation. Soon the fleet would arrive.

Col Aryon Tarsonian Royal palace, Korhal.

Nicoli Boarded his Type Rapier Shuttle. He was eager to get to Krish'na and start the peace talks. The war had already claimed over ten thousand lives. It was time to end it.


The shuttle lifted off the pad and accended to the heavens. Flanked by 8 Mornarians in valkary fighters, the group broke the atmosphere into space. Once a safe distance away the ships entered hyperspace.

However they wer not the only ones leaving. A lone Valkary fighter also left the planet in secret. This one was on a different mission to Plants Space. On board, was mornarian Captain, Zell Azaroth. He had a mission to deliever to the chairman of Zaft. He entered hyperspace headed for their governement.

Wolfhowitzer sighed in relief. The message he had on his desk, was a godsend. On his desk was a message sent from Korhal the Tarsonian Capital.


<<<From Nicoli Rapier,

The Tarsonian Government has aggreed to a cease fire. An ambassader is being deployed as you read this in order to engage peace talks with you. He should be arriving shortly after you read this. Good Day,

Nicoli Rapier
Secretary of War. >>>


Wolfhowizer opened com to his commander. "Incoming shuttle and escort fighters from Tarsonis, they are given full clearence to pass, and must not be harmed. A cease fire is now in effect." He could hear the cheer from the crewmen through the com. even his comanders voice was filled with joy.

"Aye sir"

Orbit of Polus
Three droid fighters shot over the orbital stardocks at Polus, their ion-stream engines burning hot against the stillness, the ice cold of space. Below, the tumultous snowstorms blasted the white permafrost terrain of Polus, the large-population planet dotted with lights of the night, but in space activity reigned. Two Retribution fighters, led by a personal fighter, that of Lord Sion himself, scouted the confines of the massive shipworks. Sion, ever suspicious of his rivals, kept his hands at the controls of the fighter, tapping into the dark side of the Force for increased manueverability and handling of the responsive craft.

"Alphas 2 and 3, on my wings." he ordered to the interceptors following in his wake.
"Right away, Commander." the pilots commed, forming up on his wings, the four-winged, speedy spacecraft with lasers extended.
"I'm getting an unusual reading, Alphas. Stay alert, on me." Sion ordered, pulling his thrusters to full. "Let's move into the fleet to check it out."
"Copy, commander."

The three fighters dove down, pummeling towards the massive armadas below, streams of fighters and shuttles redevousing between the hundreds of capital ships and assault landers that constructed the 1st and 8th naval groups prepping for direct intrusion into Tarsonis space later the next morning. The fighters spun around a Legacy battleship, levelling off.

"Activate weapons, scanners to full." Sion commanded.
"Got a reading, Commander." 2 commed back, "small. Could be some sort of anomoly."
"Let's move in. Cannons to full."
"Copy Lead."

The interceptors shot through the maze of capital ships, gravitic sensors activated to search for gravitational fields. No ship could avoid these, as everything that technically existed in space exerted a gravitational field.

"Got three contacts, bearing mark 058...scout ships probaly, unknown origin"
"Weapon to full, Alphas, we're bring them down."
"Copy Lead."

The interceptors charged forward, lasers blazing at seemingly nothing...until bright explosions dotted the field of fire, and decloaking, three light escort shuttles began burning thrusters.

"Missiles, Alphas, finish the intruders!"
"Copy, getting a lock Commander."
"Target is history, Lead."

Violet ion rockets streaked forth from the interceptors, jammed by heavy fields from the shuttles as they streaked off in different directions. But the shuttles now were finished, fighters from all over the fleets converging en masse on the shuttles, which now desperately tried to buy time with laser mounts while trying to activate hyperengines.

"All fighters, open fire on the invaders!" Sion ordered across all channels.

From the Viscount, however, nearby the fighting, another order was in mind. Marka Ragnos watched the fire streaking forth, saw that Sion was part of the fighting. He smiled at this development.

"Gunners, target that interceptor. Give it full fire, all laser batteries."
"Order affirmed, Lord Ragnos." the bridge officers copied, loyal to tha tack.

Laser turrets bracketed Sion's fighter, spitting forth blue laser bolts like hails of light across the nearby space. Sion was on it at once, spinning the nimble craft away as the lasers impacted on two nearby droid fighters, wasting them. Sion focused on his sights, volleying two missiles at the shuttles while once again manuevering away from another torrent of laser fire from the Viscount. The dark Lord swore to himself, lining up for an attack run on the last shuttle left as its hyperengines prepared for a jump. He sighted the craft in his targeting computer, turning to lasers, and sent a full burst straight into the craft's engine bank. The shuttle lay dead in the water, and droid fighters swarmed it. Sion broke away, another laser blast streaking past his craft and his wailing repair droid on board. The dark Lord hit full thrusters, burning towards the Volatile, his command ship.
Ragnos, aboard the Viscount, had had his fun. Now he would let Sion think about that one before rashly charging into battle.

"All guns, cease fire." Ragnos ordered.
"Copy, my Lord." the officers affirmed, the guns ringing silent

Sion jumped out of the cockpit of his interceptor, inspecting the close burn misses he had barely escaped. If he hadn't been such a good pilot...someone would pay for this. Though Sion didn't knew who yet.

OOC: Whos fighting who??

OOC: Whos fighting who??
OOC: In which post?
In mine, it's just a little "incident" at the stardocks at Polus, inside the heart of Amazonian space

OOC: In which post?
In mine, it's just a little "incident" at the stardocks at Polus, inside the heart of Amazonian space

lol i was about to ask, im like...hes not hitting my diplomat? is he? no i only sent one shuttle not three, hmmm, wonder whats up...

Aprilius One Zaft Homeworld

Zell's fighter decended hyperspace into Zaft space, but a non threatening distance from the Homeworld platform. He opened coms imediatly.


"Priority one message to Zaft government"

he waited for a response, putting his ship into hover mode. He waited for a response and noticed a few ships heading to his position, from as far as he could tell, to make sure he didnt move.

lol i was about to ask, im like...hes not hitting my diplomat? is he? no i only sent one shuttle not three, hmmm, wonder whats up...
OOC: You sent me a diplomat? I thought that was Spit Break.

OOC: no i didnt send you a diplomat, sent one to Anarion, and one in secret to Zaft. I though u intercepted my Anarion diplomat, which i would be like,...shit he just killed my secretary of war.

Aprilius One Zaft Homeworld

Zell's fighter decended hyperspace into Zaft space, but a non threatening distance from the Homeworld platform. He opened coms imediatly.


"Priority one message to Zaft government"

he waited for a response, putting his ship into hover mode. He waited for a response and noticed a few ships heading to his position, from as far as he could tell, to make sure he didnt move.

The shuttle seemed out of place a tarsonian shuttle had not been to the PLANTs in many years and the Jachin Defence forces where just getting back from a training exersize. "This is Jachin Due we will relay you to the Supreme council hold on" the Control officer sent word to the Supreme Council about the the message.

Supreme council Chambers

One of the Council members activated a screen and the Control officer appeared "Priority message from Tarsonis for the supreme council on line 3" she said. "alright then transfer it though" Eileen Canaver said. "This is Eileen Canaver Vice-Chairman of the PLANT Supreme Council go ahead the council is all ears" she said

Zell flipped the Switch on his com pannel. I have a message i am to deliver in person, two Chairman Gil, or whoever is authorized to act on his behalf. This message is to be givin in person incase anyone is listening in.

Zell flipped the Switch on his com pannel. I have a message i am to deliver in person, two Chairman Gil, or whoever is authorized to act on his behalf. This message is to be givin in person incase anyone is listening in.
"Alright then we are sending you docking coordinates from there you will be escorted to the Supreme Council Chambers" she said

Zell piloted his Valkary fighter to the hanger where the coordinates indicated. He wasnt surprised when teh security team asked for his weapons. He was going before the leaders of their nation this was to be expected. He smiled ammused at the looks on the guards faces as he pulled out weapon after weapon, from places hidden all over his person. He wasnt worried about his weapons. he was perfactly able to fight hand to hand should he need to. He then followed the escourts to the Council chamber.

The Council got the chairman on direct line from the Black Hammer so he could talk with this representative. His holo image quickly showed up in the Chairmans seat on the council as they wait for the man from tarsonis to show up. the the door opened "sir we have the represenative from tarsonis" the soldier said as he looked down the hall to the large room where a full round table we in the middle. The Chairman stood up "I am Chairman Gilbert Durandal of the Supreme council and you are?" he asked

Zell quickly saluted in the Tarsonis fashion, placing his right fist over his chest and bowing slightly. "I am Captain Zell Azaroth, 3rd in command of the Mornarian forces, 2nd in command of teh Mornarian Psyonic division. King Cerifis Coronus, has begun peace talks with the Anarion government. We are not prepared to offer them complete independence but are willing to give them Protecterate state, meaning they will have their own soverign government, and will still be concidedered our territory and given a seat in our parliament, they will also be protected by our military. King Cerifis requests that you would act as a third party at the negotiations. The reason this is to be kept secret is that if Dromas forces learn of the peace talks, he might try to influence them in his own way, either by diplomacy or threat of force. King Cerifis sees you as a man of Good character and Good will and trusts you to be fair in the negotiations to make sure the result is beneficial to both parties. If you agree i have the coordinates of the meeting and i am assigned to also aid in escourt of the representative or representatives to the location. They would have liked to send Colenal Kast, seeing as your familiar with him, but hes currently with the forces that were sent to combat the rebellion forces. A cease fire has been implemented for the time being."

To: Tarsonis

From:Emperor Baker


You are engaging in peace talks? Very well. I will not engage anyone, and help moderate a peace, as my fleet should be a deterrent to enemy forces. The Rebel ship that I boarded shall be exited, however there are large holes in its hull, and I suspect most of the crew are either dead, or shall be shortly as oxygen levels lower.


Best of luck dear Ally! May we keep close ties!


Respectfully,

Emperor Christoph Baker of the Red Empire of Wanderjar *Signed*

"will we agree to be a Third party" Gilbert said
"Mr. Chairman!!!" Jeremy Maxwell said.
"SIT DOWN I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOU RADICALS PUSHING FOR WAR NOW EITHER SHUT UP OR BE TAKEN OFF THE COUNCIL!" Gilbert said and then turned to Zell "am sorry about that, just tell us where to meet i'll take part in this personally" he said

Zell tossed a data disk to one of the gaurds. These are the coordinates. I shall return to my fighter and await your departure. With that he saluted and walked back to the docking bay where his weapons and fighter waited.

To: Tarsonis

From:Emperor Baker


You are engaging in peace talks? Very well. I will not engage anyone, and help moderate a peace, as my fleet should be a deterrent to enemy forces. The Rebel ship that I boarded shall be exited, however there are large holes in its hull, and I suspect most of the crew are either dead, or shall be shortly as oxygen levels lower.


Best of luck dear Ally! May we keep close ties!


Respectfully,

Emperor Christoph Baker of the Red Empire of Wanderjar *Signed*


To Wanderjar
From King Cerifis Coronus


Thank you for your support, i hope this incident can lead to an alliance between our two nations in the future. As for the Ship, we shall beam the survivors aboard our ships while our Space Construction Vehicles (SCVs) can repair their ships.

Signed
Cerifis Coronus
High King of Tarsonis

The guard handed the disk to one of the council members ,"i'll take a shuttle out along with my personal guard and meet up with the 3rd Mobile fleet from there we will head to these talks" Gilbert said
"are you sure sir?" a council member asked.
"yes vary sure" he responded.

Zell upon recieving his weapons, returned to his ship. he switched on the subspace channel, speaking in code,

"Daisies like the tulips, Bringin daisies to the garden."

The message as Tarsonis would interpret it meant, "Zaft agrees to the plan, bringing them to the Peace talks"

Minutes later the chairman and his entire personal guard came out of hyper space. A message came though the communications ," Mr. Chairman the 3rd mobile fleet is waiting at docking yard Delta four." The Chairman confirmed the message and him and his guard went to the 3rd mobile fleets flag ship.

Zell activated his ship and took off to fly around while he waited for the chairmen to be ready to leave for the peace talks.



STSS DATALUS: HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLTA


Daggar walked through the med lab. Survivors from the damaged ship had been beamed aboard their ship. No hospital ships were among the No state at all scout fleet, so the med wing was the best for now and would keep them stable. The minor injuries would be fine. The medical ships would arrive with the fleet in which the serious injuries would be transfered.


SCV's from the STSS TIGERCLAW's tech devision had already begun repairs on the ship. It engines were dead, and its hull design was simple enough that it was easy to scan and repair according to its blueprints. The SCV's as they had gotten closer had activated inertia dampening, which would nullify the Vibrations, so they could work with out exploading.

Zell was startled by another Tarsonian ship on his radar. He quickly patched com. "Pilot identify yourself."

"This is Colenel Kevin Kast, Zell, ill take it from here, your orders are to return to the fleet."

"aye sir"
Zell activated his hyperdrive and entered hyperspace.


Kast opened coms to Gilbert. "Greetings Chairmen, its good to see you again,...and im sure your Guards remember my last encounter with some of them. anyway, im here to escourt you, Daggar thought you might trust me more than a new face."

OOC: okay guys its been fun today, but its 1am here, i gotta go to bed. ill be back tomorrow to continue.

Gilbert got on bored the ship as him and his guard went to the bridge. Each of the members of his guard were highly trained and could not easily be killed and had dealed with tarsonis before. They finally reached the bridge,"is the 8the mobile legion on bored?" Gilbert asked.
"yes sir we are ready to move out" the captain responded
"then launch the fleet" he asked
"right away sir" the captain responded.
Soon after the fleet launched sending a message to Zell that they were ready.

Zell was startled by another Tarsonian ship on his radar. He quickly patched com. "Pilot identify yourself."

"This is Colenel Kevin Kast, Zell, ill take it from here, your orders are to return to the fleet."

"aye sir"
Zell activated his hyperdrive and entered hyperspace.


Kast opened coms to Gilbert. "Greetings Chairmen, its good to see you again,...and im sure your Guards remember my last encounter with some of them. anyway, im here to escourt you, Daggar thought you might trust me more than a new face."
"Its good to see you again Kast" came a voice as Athrun came out of the shadows.
"indeed, a shame we cant repay you for what happened last time" Kira said stepping out of the shadows

OOC: cripes, this is busy... and sorry, missed out on those heavy guns... anywho, the fleet's off 'cos you lot have a totally new definition of small forces... Never fear, they'll be back, with friends, in a while. Have a little something to keep you busy while i'm fetching them.

IC:
"Sir, heavy weapons fire incoming!"
"Thank god for the side-effect..."
"Sir, the Bane just took a hit. She's losing pressure and looks out of control!"
"Damnit. We're outgunned. all ships to return to scout command, and regroup. I'll prepare a beacon to leave, and send the planet our little package"
"Aye sir, sending orders to the fleet"
"Sir, the Craidd just took a round, they've lost shields and weapons."
"Package deployed and under own power"
"Tubules opening... 5 seconds to jump..4...3...2...1...jump. We're through. 5 ships not with us, and the Craidd is in a bad state"
"Get a repair crew out to her, and hail scout command"
"Aye sir"
-------
Going back a few seconds, this is what happened from an outside perspective:
The NSAA ships, taking heavy fire, scattered, seeking to avoid some of it. A few seconds later, a large object detached from the largest ship, and and subspace detectors or similar detect tiny concentrations of tubules not following their normal patterns amidst the ships. 4 seconds later the sloops and brigs (minus 2 sloops and 3 brigs) ran over the position of some of the tubules, and dissapeared, with them went said tubules. 2 seconds after that, the frigate did the same with the rest.
The "package" turned and shot towards the planet at 0.2c, dodging back and forth. (ooc:its about the size of a small destroyer, and has shields... do with it as you will, but i'd advise stopping it.)

OOC: cripes, this is busy... and sorry, missed out on those heavy guns... anywho, the fleet's off 'cos you lot have a totally new definition of small forces... Never fear, they'll be back, with friends, in a while. Have a little something to keep you busy while i'm fetching them.

IC:
"Sir, heavy weapons fire incoming!"
"Thank god for the side-effect..."
"Sir, the Bane just took a hit. She's losing pressure and looks out of control!"
"Damnit. We're outgunned. all ships to return to scout command, and regroup. I'll prepare a beacon to leave, and send the planet our little package"
"Aye sir, sending orders to the fleet"
"Sir, the Craidd just took a round, they've lost shields and weapons."
"Package deployed and under own power"
"Tubules opening... 5 seconds to jump..4...3...2...1...jump. We're through. 5 ships not with us, and the Craidd is in a bad state"
"Get a repair crew out to her, and hail scout command"
"Aye sir"
-------
Going back a few seconds, this is what happened from an outside perspective:
The NSAA ships, taking heavy fire, scattered, seeking to avoid some of it. A few seconds later, a large object detached from the largest ship, and and subspace detectors or similar detect tiny concentrations of tubules not following their normal patterns amidst the ships. 4 seconds later the sloops and brigs (minus 2 sloops and 3 brigs) ran over the position of some of the tubules, and dissapeared, with them went said tubules. 2 seconds after that, the frigate did the same with the rest.
The "package" turned and shot towards the planet at 0.2c, dodging back and forth. (ooc:its about the size of a small destroyer, and has shields... do with it as you will, but i'd advise stopping it.)



Also, one of my ships launched an assault on yours. It was the one with the harpoons and such. Sorry about confusion about calling it a rebel ship, I thought that NSAA was playing as a rebel faction :(

I abandonded the venture after hearing about peace talks though.

STSS DATULUS

"Stop that object."


"Aye sir"

Three ships all fired tractor beams anticipating the objects movement, and snared it.

"activave containment shield"

A shield powerful enough to contain a black hole, activated around the object.

"We are ready to move out just lead the way Kast" Gilbert said

Kast looked at Kira and Athrun. "you can try but doubtful youll do much. any way ready when you are Gil, you have the coordinates and im just to follow you to add to your security, and with these two still on board, looks like youll need the help."

"why you..." Kira said before being inturupted.
"thats far enough Kira we dont need a war on are hands" Dearka said
"then we will be entering hyper space now" Gilbert said

soon after the fleet entered hyper space.

STSS DATULUS

"Stop that object."


"Aye sir"

Three ships all fired tractor beams anticipating the objects movement, and snared it.

"activave containment shield"

A shield powerful enough to contain a black hole, activated around the object.
OOC:I said it had shields... dont think i'm silly enough not to make them tractor-proof, or fail to equip it with shears in case you clamp down on it with enough force...
IC:it ignores the tractors, and phases its own shield to allow it to escape... and continues.
OOC again: Just bloody shoot it, its not like it'll knock out your fleet or aught...

And sorry, missed that grapple attack. congratulations, you board a holed warship. (the wrecks have lost all power, but are still showing life-forms on board) Any troops that board see assorted floating wreckage... what do they do?

OOC: um....that would be nice....if there was such thing as tractorbeam proof. Shields dont protect against them, they create a gravitional force that you cant break away from, shields have nothing to do with it, while it might be able to break away from 1 which even Battle cruisers have trouble with, 3 would be imossible, and im not gonna shoot it, because i dont know what it does.

OOC: um....that would be nice....if there was such thing as tractorbeam proof. Shields dont protect against them, they create a gravitional force that you cant break away from, shields have nothing to do with it, while it might be able to break away from 1 which even Battle cruisers have trouble with, 3 would be imossible, and im not gonna shoot it, because i dont know what it does.
OOC: agree'd impossible to escape a tractor beam unless A) weak tractor beam and you got powerful engines, B) you destroy the tracot beam emitter or C) you god mod

OOC: it seems hes going with door number 3 zaft, i could see him breaking through one, but not three

OOC: ya three? if he tried to break away his ship would be torn apart

Kast smirked as they went into hyperspace, the chairmens gaurd had one weakness....pride. It was going to get them killed one day, but Kast doubted hed still be in the military when that happened. He sat back and opened his pack which contained food, and a flask filled with ail. Krishna, was several hours away by hyperspace.


HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLNA

Fleet Admiral Arthus Whittaker stood on teh bridge as the STSS RETRIBUTION, the flag ship of the Tarsonian Royal Space fleet, as the fleet decended hyperspace. The Tarsonian fleet, most powerful in this region command an impressive force. over 11 thousand ships, when the fleet mustered its full force, it was an almost impossible force to defeat. Hunter Killer class Battle Stars and Wave runner class Missle Intercepters, were among the newest technology deployed by The Tarsonian forces. A tarsonian hunter killer was capable of taking on a small space fleet on its own. the Tarsonian Space fleet contained 150 of them.

"Send word to Admiral Daggar to execute his orders."

"right away sir."

STSS DATULUS


"Sir we have message from the Retribution. We are to execute our orders."

"Understood, 7th tactical fleet, cloak and enter hyperspace to preplaned coordinates."

The ships cloaked seamlessly, hiding their matter shadows and gravity pulls, they were nearly undetectable. (OOC: there is one way, but im not gonna tell you how) The 7th tactical fleet, leaving behind its ground forces, entered hyperspace.

The fleet exited hyperspace and the chair went to his shuttle and the members of his personal guard went to there mobile suits.

Commodore Wilhelm sent another message to the Tarsonis command.

It read:


Where are we needed?

STSS RETRIBUTION HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLNA

"sir message from wanderjar, they want to know where they are needed."

Whittaker stroked his beard in thought. "tell them to remain here but be on alert, for we may have a new party in this war.


"Aye sir, message sent"

Veritably shaking with rage, Iorek advanced on one of his officers. "We've been hanging here all this time, waiting for a reply from a besieged people, and now you tell me we might have misjumped?!"

"A-Admiral, calm down, sir."

"You have two seconds to get over there and find out what's going on. NOW!" The officer ran to the comm station.

TO: Free Anarion

We apologize for the delay, but we seemed to have misjumped. We request an updated sitrep and new jump coordinates.

ASS(no pun inteanded) Dragonblade, Anarion Flagship
Admiral Serimus responded to the Arcadeos message.

"We understand Arcadeos, and are sending cordinates to Krish'na and Frothamalia. However, a seizefire is now in effect, as negotiations are under way to end this war."

<<<<<<<<<
Return burst transmission:
Understood Anarion. Please keep us in the loop as it were. We are willing to remain on station as long as necessary.
>>>>>>>>>

Nicoli Rapier's shuttle decended hyperspace inside the Krish'na space. The 8 valkary fighters switched into full combat mode, just incase. The shuttle entered the atmosphere using coordinates given by the Anarion control center. Upon reaching his landing spot the valkarys veered off. They joined kast and headed to Colta to reinforce Daggar's small fleet

The Chairmans shuttle landed and his guard landed around him. The pilots turned off there machines and opened there cockpits. they all came down from there machines Kira Yamato, Athrun Zala, Dearka Elsman, Yzak Joule, Rau Le Creuset, Shinn Asuka, Lunamaria Hawk, and Ray Za Burrel they were all in full gear vests, guns, and granades all on top of there pilot uniforms, they were ready for any fight.

OOC: um....that would be nice....if there was such thing as tractorbeam proof. Shields dont protect against them, they create a gravitional force that you cant break away from, shields have nothing to do with it, while it might be able to break away from 1 which even Battle cruisers have trouble with, 3 would be imossible, and im not gonna shoot it, because i dont know what it does.

OOC: its a gravity-based shield... spot that all my tech is gravity based. and yes, tractors do get stopped by shields, otherwise all my fleet engagements would be point-blank missile barrages... and you of the invincible shields accuse me of god-mod? Anyway, even if you can tractor it through shields, teh shears break your tractor beam... (plane of energy that deflects the beam away for a split second, in which the target moves)
I'm one of the few people who loses regularly in FT, I just dont lose to people who do the old "My ship is invincible, my guns pwn, and I have 500 trillion men" line...

OOC: its a gravity-based shield... spot that all my tech is gravity based. and yes, tractors do get stopped by shields, otherwise all my fleet engagements would be point-blank missile barrages... and you of the invincible shields accuse me of god-mod? Anyway, even if you can tractor it through shields, teh shears break your tractor beam... (plane of energy that deflects the beam away for a split second, in which the target moves)
I'm one of the few people who loses regularly in FT, I just dont lose to people who do the old "My ship is invincible, my guns pwn, and I have 500 trillion men" line...


wait what did you say earlier, um shields dont protect against gravity forces. that was your argument against me using my shields to nullify your vibration weapon, which is pretty ingenious. And your sheers wont do anything, cause a Tractor beam is not a "Beam" of energy like normal, its just a line of gravity. Not possible to reflect.

OOC:Hmm... I admit to saying it wrong earlier. I meant ikkle fighter shields cant. But meh. Was forgetting which thing i left you, anyway. It doesnt have shears or phase shields, so you grabbed it, for now. Oh, and you think gravity isnt energy? study physics, please...

IC: The black-hole-proof shield springs into place around the package. And then your detectors stop penetrating its shields, and that includes hyperspace shields. simultaneously, a small cluster of tubules start acting oddly just above the planet's atmosphere.

OOC:nope, the vibration weapon is a straight steal from an old sci-fi story. Its the only weapon ships with it mount, however, but so powerful that anything it hits is gone in seconds.

gravity is not energy, its a force, there is a difference. any way

Wolfhowitzers Aid de camp met the two parties landing to meet with him. He looked between the two parties noting the weapons the chairmens gaurd and the Ministers gaurd carried.

"Ah-hem. I cannot let you infront of General Wolfhowitzer so armed. All weapons must be left here, where they will be watched over and taken care of. After that you may follow me, through the weapons scanner, and then on to the Meeting chamber."

Whittaker watched the strange happenings over the atmosphere and with the object. "Screw it just BLAST the damn thing." "Aye sir" The RETRIBUTIONS Hyper heavy laser cannon, came online and as the shield around it was disabled, it tore a hole through it.

The chairman and his guard were getting annoyed surely they would have sent some one to show them to the meeting room. The Yzak stood up, "Sir, I don't like this I would think they would have sent some one by now" he said.
"Calm down Yzak it's not like blue cosmos is going to pop up and try to kill the chairman" Dearka said.
"But still any where the chairman goes there is a chance blue cosmos is there so we must stay on are guard" Ray said.
"Indeed we must keep a sharp eye for any thing out of place remember what happpaned on Carver II" Shinn said.
"That was none of your faults I should have been more carefull of where to go, after all blue cosmos had been in the Carver system" Gilbert said

Whittaker watched the strange happenings over the atmosphere and with the object. "Screw it just BLAST the damn thing." "Aye sir" The RETRIBUTIONS Hyper heavy laser cannon, came online and as the shield around it was disabled, it tore a hole through it.
OOC; lol, too late... just re-target, however. Quickly now, one post left afore it actually does something useful... :D Y'know, you shoulda shot at the tubules... that would have hit it no matter where it was. (and no, it wont do anything significant if you shoot it down now...)
IC:
The laser burst were a tiny fraction of a second too late, as the "package" shifted through the tubule cluster. As it reappeared in open space, It ceased moving, and a field around it began to glow in a golden aura of energy

Wolfhowitzers Aid de camp met the two parties landing to meet with him. He looked between the two parties noting the weapons the chairmens gaurd and the Ministers gaurd carried.

"Ah-hem. I cannot let you infront of General Wolfhowitzer so armed. All weapons must be left here, where they will be watched over and taken care of. After that you may follow me, through the weapons scanner, and then on to the Meeting chamber."


OOC:ZAft anarion already sent a messenger.

Nicoli's Gaurd calmly gave their weapons to the sentry's, these were psyonic Mornarians, so if need be their psyonic powers would be enough.

STSS RETRIBUTION

"Sir our cannon just barely missed."

"So hit it now"
"Aye sir"

The ships hyper heavy laser cannon fired again the blast so large it made nearby ships vibrate. This time the bolt flew true smashing into the "Package"

OOC: oh ok

The messanger showed up finally, "its about time, well lats get moving to the coference room" Gilbert said as he and his guard started walking to the conference room.

too lazy to switch to Anarion side name so just go with it.

ANARION NATION POST

The Aid de camp stopped the gaurd. "First you must give your weapons to the sentrys as i said before. No one but Anarion personel may pass while armed. Its not that we dont trust you its just that....we dont trust u.

"ok guys leave your weapons ok" Gilbert said.
"damnit i dont feel safe with out a weapon" Yzak said.
"just do it" Gilbert said.
They dropped off there weapons and went inside.

The "package", its sheilds being offline as it expanded the field, was vapourised instantly. The aura remained, however... presenting a very tiny field of FTLi in low orbit. (ooc: and thats all its going to do. ICly you'd probably steer clear, however, because its a strange thing)

OOC: Sorry for my absence, I'll get something better up tomorrow
IC:
The fleet readied in orbit above Polus, the fighters returning to hanger bays aboard the massive ships. Sion watched from his bridge aboard the Viscount, scowling, waiting for the ships to power hyperengines and pull out as last checks were run and power shunted to engine screens preparing for the jump to hyperspace. As one, the two fleets began moving out, seperating from the massive dockyards, hurtling out towards the darkness of space, the glow of the solar day and Amazonia behind the ships. In a massive burst, the fleet angled towards their projected hypercoordinates, converting to hyperengines as they split from realspace to hyperspace, shooting forth on their quest.

STSS DATULUS SUPER FAR ORBIT(so like moon distance away) ABOVE COLTA


Daggar paced the bridge of the Datalus. They were still in hidden cloaked mode, no one accept allies would have the power to scan them. Most likely the Anarion didnt know they were there. They had moved 1 BC 1 Medium Carriar, and 12 Corsairs to the planet along with three defensive platforms all of which had missles as well as laser cannons. If the Dominion tried to puncture here, however, there would be little resistance from Anarion. But thats what tarsonis was here for. The psyonics kept any force users from detecting their precence. They rotated in shifts keeping the psyonic shields around the ships. This would be the main battle. The Brood of darkness would keep the border safe. There wasnt and inch of the Dominion Tarsonis border that wasnt monitered by the Brood. So getting through would be tough.


Krish'na

Nicoli sat in the Conference room. The meetings he hoped would be short and beneficial to both. Hopefully the war would end and Tarsonis would have a new ally. The door opened as Gill and his gaurd entered. Nicoli stood and saluted in Tarsonian fasion. "Greetings Chairman, we meet at last."

"ah, yes it is a pleasure" he paused as he sat down "now shall we start this conference?" he asked

ANARION and TARSONIS POST

Wolfhowitzer nodded his head in agreement. "If youll take your seats gentlemen. First off i would like to declare agreeved status. The Tarsonian government is holding zeveral thousand POW's from our nation and i would request that they are returned.

Nicoli thought about it and nodded, "if we come to terms in this conference your men shall be returned, if not, your men shall be released once the conflict is over."

Wolfhowitzer, though dissapointed knew this was fair. He sighed "agreed"

Nicoli leaned back in his chair, "Now then what are the terms you wish to present"


Wolfhowitzer Cleared his throat. "We request that our nation be givin its freedom and sovereinty. You will pull your forces out and we depart as allies. We request you then stay out of our internal affairs, and that you recognize our government as seperate from your own, you respect our right to a military, and agree to help us when need be."

Nicoli chuckled alloud, "those are pretty big requests from someone in your position....Gil what do you think"

"For a nation to have freedom it needs to be free to begin with, there fore i dont see a problem with it. Although there will be lingering hostilities between Tarsonis and Anarion so I see it as a good idea to have a DMZ within atleas 40Km of the border between your nations"

Nicoli concidered this. "However, Droma is still a powerful threat in the region. He may view us giving you freedom, as an act of weakness, which could lead to further conflict between the Dominion and Tarsonis. Thus King Cerifis is not prepared to grant your nation sovereignty at this time. Please understand he sympothises with you greatly. The kingdom of Tarsonis was started by revolution aswell. However hes is in a sticky situation. The most our nation can offer you, is Protectorate status, thus meaning you will have your own soveriegn government, and 6 seats on the Tarsonian Parliament. However, you will have to pay the same taxes that the Tarsonian populace has, your military will be part of the Tarsonian military and you will be under the full protection of our Government. We feel this is beneficial to both parties..................Gil?"

"Droma is a large threat for all of us, but it is possible to publicly say the revolution was put down but privatly you are two seperate nations to make sure Droma does not catch on we have tarsonis do military patrols once both nations are strong enough we can make it public"

Nicoli nodded seeing the benefit. "Or, seeing as mostlikely Droma will get engaged in this war. Hes been trying to take us down for years. We will finally defeat him in this war. Upon his defeat, Anarion will be granted full Independence."

" When you say war my nation knows it are intelligence service has been reporting Droma has been kicking up production of weapon, ships, droids and technology. It is a cause of great concern for all including my nation such a threat that right now the Defence forces at Jachin Due and Boaz are staging a exersize were the Dominion invades."

Wolfhowitzer sat back deep in thought. "Gentlemen, we all have much to think about. I suggest we take a recess until the morning. Diplomatic suites have been made ready for each of you and Diplomatic gaurd quarters have been made ready for each of your Guard members. Both aer the finest we have to offer, though maybe not as nice as on Korhal, i trust they will not be a dissappointment."

"Thank you I have government issues to catch up on any way" he said as he stood up "good day gentlemen" he said then turn around and left the room with his guard close behind.

OOC: damn wheres AB when u need him.

IC: Wolfhowitzer stood looking out over the sity of Ravinica. What was a man to do in his position. Tarsonis was clearly the stronger power in this war. The fact that they were even negotiating was a blessing. He wanted what was best for his people. The deal wasnt what he wanted, and they might be able to convince the King of Tarsonis with a few more battles. However, many of his people would die. Signing this treaty offered by Nicoli, meant the war was over, and that no more of his people would die. And it also ensured that one day they would be free. The treaty stated that upon the defeat of the Dominion, Anarion would be granted Sovereignty. Such hard decisions to make. He pressed a button summoning an aide. He had some time before the aide arived but he made up his mind. The aide finally entered.

"Yes sir"

"Inform The chairman of Zaft, and the Secretary of War of Tarsonis, that i will take his offer, and meet him at 1600 to sign the treaty."

"Aye sir."

The aide calmly left in the room, but when the door snapped shut, He immediatly jumped into the air with a loud triumphant yell. He ran down the steps of the building and into the lobby shouting, "THE WAR IS OVER!!! THE WAR IS OVER!!!"

STSS RETRIBUTION HIGH ORBIT OVER KOLNA

Whittaker hated waiting for something to happen. He was really starting to feel the years and always liked to be doing something.

"Sir incoming com from Military Command."

"Patch it through."

Whittaker, weve got some new deployments that need to be executed.

"And they are?"

We got a situation over in another Galaxy. We need the 5th Tactical Fleet, and the 3rd battle fleet to head to these Coordinates.

Whittaker looked at the coordinates, "these are for the Lyon system. A nation that uses old Imperial Technology"

Yes well theyre under heavy attack and depending on the outcome, we feel theres a potential ally in this.

"Roger that. RETRIBUTION out. Relay commands to all ships of those fleets."

"Aye sir right away."

20 minuits later the 5th tactical and 3rd battle fleets entered hyperspace heading for the Lyon system.

OOC: I under stand I am involved in UII and there is major RP that almost my entire military is fighting in and i hope this RP end soon to get the chairman home and the 8th mobile fleet ready to move into combat

IC
The Chairman got word that the treaty would be signed so he left his room collected his guardsmen and went to the meeting room. They all walked in the room and the chairman sat down flanked by his guards, "so a treaty is being signed? good" he said as he took a sip out of the glass of water in front of him. Then a few seconds later a Officer from the 8th mobile fleet ran in the room "Mr.Chairman!! meaage from the council" the officer said.
"well come here and tall me what it is" Gilbert said

ooc: what thread u Rping in?


IC: Nicoli entered the meating hall and sat at the seat he sat in before. He looked up around at the news camaras. Certainly the press wants to have this recorded.

OOC: The Black Crusade

The officer walked over to the chairman and bent over and started to whisper in the chairmans ear the message. When he heard it his eyes widened and he dropped his glass of water, the glass hit the table and shattered he quickly turned to the officer "how did this happen?!! what is the council doing?!!!"

Nicoli jumped at the sound of Glass breaking. "Is everything alright chaiman? If not you obviously have the full support of the Tarsonian Government and/or Military."


Just then Wolfhowitzer walked in. The Press around the room started taking loads of pictures flashes seamed to go off like a strobelight. Smiling and waving he walked up to Nicoli. "Gentlemen, lets get this over with." An aide brought out a piece of paper with the treaty on it. Nicoli took it and read it over. "Well everything seems to be in order." He pulled his fountain pen and signed his name on the witness line of the Tarsonian side." Wolfhowitzer was confused, "Why did you sign there."

"Tarsonian law mate, only the king can sign treaties."

"But he isnt here"

"oh hes here in spirit."

"he placed a holo disc on the desk. It activated and projected an hologram of King Cerifis that stood about two feet tall. It turned to Wolfhowitzer. "greetings General. Or from this day on.. Governor. My appologies for not coming in person but other affairs needed my attention." It then turned to Chancelor Gil. "As Nicoli said Chairman, you have our full support in what ever troubles your nation." It turned back to Wolfhowitzer "Now as for the treaty. Nicoli?" Nicoli took a small devise from his pocket and opened it. The inside looked like a scannar of some sort. He placed it face down on the line where Cerifis was to sign. The hologram could be seen writing at his desk. The devise wirred and when it finished nicoli picked it up again. Cerifis's signiture had been written under it. "Now your time General." Wolfhowitzer pulled his own pen and signed his name. His aide de camp then signed his name on the Witness line. The war was a officially over. Applause erupted into the chamber and the call was sent to all the Tarsonian and Anarion Ships. A massive party ensued on all ships,... except those of the 7th tactical, who were on gaurd duty over Colta. The Anarion Fleet, was then given orders to whenever ready, dispatch to Colta, to aide in the Defense. They knew the 7th fleet was there somewhere.

" I have been informed that ZAFT is at full military alert and both the supreme council and the national defence committee are in a state of panic, the situation is cridical ZAFT has not been at full military alert since the revolution" He said as he stood up "I am sorry but i must leave immediately to deal with this i hope you all under stand"

"On the contrary..." He pulled out a personal computer and typed in a long document. "Im sending the 1st Battle Fleet and the 7th Tactical Fleet to assist you for what ever you may need" He added with a smile "Im sure you and your gaurd remember them."


STSS RETRIBUTION

"Sir incoming message."

Whittaker stirred from his nap. "This had better be good Ensign" He got up and left his quarters for the Bridge.

"Sir were recieving orders."
Whittaker read the orders on the Com station. "HAHA We go to war. Send the 6th Tactical to take the place of the 7th, and when they get there they are to relay the comands to the 7th fleet. For us. We go to Zaft Space. Set a course. and relay orders and coordinates."

"Aye sir"

Ten minuits later the 1st battle group engtered hyperspace for Zaft Space. While the 6th Tactical went into stealth mode and entered hyperspace to the Planet Colta.

"On the contrary..." He pulled out a personal computer and typed in a long document. "Im sending the 1st Battle Fleet and the 7th Tactical Fleet to assist you for what ever you may need" He added with a smile "Im sure you and your gaurd remember them."


STSS RETRIBUTION

"Sir incoming message."

Whittaker stirred from his nap. "This had better be good Ensign" He got up and left his quarters for the Bridge.

"Sir were recieving orders."
Whittaker read the orders on the Com station. "HAHA We go to war. Send the 6th Tactical to take the place of the 7th, and when they get there they are to relay the comands to the 7th fleet. For us. We go to Zaft Space. Set a course. and relay orders and coordinates."

"Aye sir"

Ten minuits later the 1st battle group engtered hyperspace for Zaft Space. While the 6th Tactical went into stealth mode and entered hyperspace to the Planet Colta.


"This is Commodore Wilhelm. We have not recieved word from your government in some time. Emperor Baker, blessed be his name," The commodore said, touching the golden eagle emblazoned upon his blue officer jacket, "Is growing impatient. What is the situation?"

"I thank you but i still must go and get the council under control" he said as he turn around and started walking out.

STSS HIDALGO

"Sir incoming coms from wanderJar"

"On speaker."

"aye sir"

"This is Commodore Wilhelm. We have not recieved word from your government in some time. Emperor Baker, blessed be his name... Is growing impatient. What is the situation?"

"Open Com"

"Com open sir"

"Commodore Wilhelm. This is Admiral CLishahov, Commander of the 2nd Battle fleet of the Tarsonis Royal Space Fleet. We have had....an situtation come up that requires our attention. I am assuming comand of the Tarsonis Royal Space Fleet assembled here. We are gaurding sir. Reports have come in of the Dominion of Amazonia mobilizing against us. We have sent forces to a choke point. We are remaining to secure and be in a close location to if neccessary aide the forces there. You are free to go as you wish."

At ZAFT's Military command people were running every were trying to figure out what was going on, a large portion of the ZAFT fleet was still at the home land including two mobile space fortress's and 4 black hammer class dreadnought amung hundreds of other ships and thousands of fighters and mobile suits.

STSS DATALUS

Arterious sat up right in his bed. He had just heard a voice in his head. "I must be going crazy."

No youre not Admiral. This is Zell Cofeous.

Arterrious sighed with relief. It was just a mornarian speaking to him psyonically to avoid message interception. How ever was short lived when he recieved all the knews. "Thank you Zell."

Of course Admiral

He got up and stormed onto the Bridge. "Change of plans Kast." Kast looked up from the First Mates' chair. "Sir?" "Were heading to Zaft. We have an issue up coming." "But what about the guard duty sir." "The 6th is here to relieve us, we must go." "Aye sir" "relay commands psyonically and lets go."

Ten minuits later the legendary 7th Tactical entered hyperspace for Zaft space.

OOC: Zaft when my forces leave hyperspace theyll do so in the other thread.

OOC: alright

The chairman and his guard left the room picked up there weapons. The chairman went on his shuttle and his guard boarded there mobile suits and they left the planet for the fleet.

Minutes later the chairman arrived at the fleet, "get as back to the home land now!" he ordered "yes sir right away" the fleet then entered hyper space for the home land, the chairman had to get things under control.