NationStates Jolt Archive

faith hunter stood on the bridge of the 1 kilometer long fast battleship named the hope of phoenix lords.

peace bringer spacers could be seen maning the varrious stations the peace bringer at tatical said today is the day we shape our future for the greater good
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the ops peacebringer said coms to friesland we invite you for a diplomatci meeting with the fedral war mistress

You needed a lawyer.

Contracts got tricky. Colonies refused to recognise escrow agencies. The enemy offered even more money than the ally. All sorts of things had meant, back in the Slammers' independant days, that you needed to lug a lawyer with you on most assignments. Or rather a Warrant Leader who had taken legal studies at somewhere other than the back of beyond.

Since first contact, and, to a lesser extent, since Friesland had established its "Army for Hire" policy, much the same could be said of diplomats. You never knew what could go wrong, and powerguns were only a solution to culturally incompatibility when money was not at stake. Still, they were extremely efficient when it wasn't.

So diplomats were readily available. The nearest was a Luitenant ter Zee 1ste klasse Blood, of the Friesland Navy, had been briefed hastily, shoved into a courier ship, and dispatched. Who knew what was coming?

"Client, this is Andree Blood, envoy of the Friesland Colonial Republic. What do you wish to discuss?

hiring a millitry advisor for our war with the hated sephrion imperium

Blood rubbed sleep from his eyes end looked into the comm screen, bleerily.

"Can you elaborate? Logistics or tactics? Space or land? Any other requirements?"

all forums of advice we phoenixlords are not a warlike race but we will fight for peace in the galaxy for we a partily at fualt where the sephrions are concerned we created them the advisor must be female and has fought against the sephrions and lived to tell the tale

Klasina Molenaar, formerly Kolonel Kalsina Molenaar, had a good life. She was an accountant, which for her was high paying and easy. She had made plenty of cash publishing her mmeoirs and a little more doing field manuals for the army. She had served in it, defence and merc regiments, and had gained a reputation and a Masters Degree from the school of hard knocks on her way up the ladder to colonel of CCB, Modular Strike Division. And as a regimental XO, she had survived the biggest politically motivated FUBAR since World War One.

She was ideal: retired, adventurous, a good officer, and a veteran of the Sephriothan debacle. Unfortunately the sense of adventure needed some helping.

"You want me to do what?"

"You'll be re-enstated and count as on combat duty for purposes of pay. If you volunteer. Or I can dragoon you and not pay anything. Your choice."

Now that was an... offer that she couldn't refuse. And so, a few days later, she found herself in a cutter easing its way into a dcking bay on Hope.

five of the 105th elite peace bringer marines in black armour las swords at thier sides stood to attention awaiting the advisor the lead one spoke up as soon as you desmebark you will be seacrhed for weaponry
we can do things the easy way or the sephrion way he emephized the the word sephrion

You couldn't cave in to threats. After all, as a senior officer, the people who did looked at you for help.

"Okay, what's the easy way. And depending on your answer, you may wnat to call it the hard way or the Sephriothan way."

you can remove your clothes your self and alow the female search team to search you for weapons the war mistres has given us orderes that no forgein dieneatry is to be armed on this ship said the lead peacebringer marine softly

Klasina thought about it for some time. It was logical and at least they had the courtesy not to let the soldiers do it, but she had deep misgiving about stripping in front of aliens. And besides, they're supposed to be peaceful and they've payed for me. What's the worst they'll do?

And if it's more than I expected, that's why they pay us the big Gilders, said her senior officers voice. She threw a pistol, sword, and trench knife on the floor in front of them.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to refuse."

delta 1 coms to secruty base i need a criss team here now delta said other the com
and said the way i see it you have 5 minute then a crissi team will be here he sighed delta 2 and thre escort her to the brigs search room and when in thier help the honourble lady undress with las swords

bloody hell said delta 3 sir your going over board delta 1 turned to him the situation could get out oth hand

delta 2 walked over to the advisor and twisted her arms behind her back gentaly and snaped a pair of las cuffs on her wrists come he said in a soft voice i dont want to help youto asist our search but orders are orders

Okay, okay, perhaps this had been a bad idea. Still, it had happened, and no-one was about to die. Hereos happen because somebody made a mistake, after all...

And there were a lot of armed men around. That changed perspective considerably, so Klasina didn't make any attempt to resis. The line between brave and stupid is well defined. If you die for no good reason, it's stupid.

the crisi team leader grined delta 1 your not one to call for back up what gives man gamma one were batch brothers you know the sectrutiy protacal as good as any peacebringer i reacted acoring to the protacals
delta 2 said come child he said in a soft voice belevie me the crisis team aint here for show they are to assit in the search if needs be

Child? That was too far. There were things you called a hired security advisor, and while "insolent money-grubbing foreigner" was on of them, "child" was not.

"Look soldier, and since I'm entering your chain of command I really don't feel obliged to say "sir". There are people who don't give money to the homeless, and there are people who murder civilians for fun. That doesn't make not giving money to the homeless a good thing. And no matter how old you are, I'm not child to anyone but my dad and God."

my bad he said but compaired to my 500 cycles of life you are a child he said softly look im used to dealing with my own race he said simply as he frog marched her to the brig. he pulled on his pointed ears a habit he picked up in his first 20 cycle of life when he had a major head ache coming on

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Klasina, interested to see what would happen and still angry at the guards mode of address, abruptly stopped moving.

he sighed and muttered i knew this wouled hapen he ben hsi 10 ffoot frame and picked her up and be gan to carry her to the brig