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The Black form slowly began exseleratoing as the light shon briliently behined the bright blue planet of Erethrhia ,the smothness of the ship almost magical .
The ship had no visible weponly but you can tell just by the look of it that it was a force to be reconed with. Slowly two small flaps opened at the front with a mechanical feel that did not suit the sliekness of the ship.Two white lines spad away rom the flaps, at first the lines ere wavy and uncertain but they leveled up and it became clear were there destination was, Two Satalites above Erethrhia ,the silent explosions of impact were a fury of red and green

"1st Test compleat the bierow rockets are compatible moving to phase two fire the rockets"
Two minescule white flashes from the serface brought the enevitable rockets.
Two white lines from the serface heding straight for the ship .A blueish wave apeared at the end if the ship as the rockets were heding in it's direction ,the wave moved over the ship leaving it distorted and warped like heat haze .Thump! Thump! , the rockets collided with the ship leaveing no trace of damage

"2nd Test compleat the phase shilding is operational moving to phase 3"
As the blue haze retreted over the ship the sides began to open slowly with that mechanical earyness as they full opened lightning began to strike out of the flaps all direcrions . A dark blue cloud began to appeare at the nose of the ship
"Nevermoon A1 discovery class you are clear to exit the system"
Instantly the ship was gone leaving only two bright orange lines wich began to fade away into nothingness

''3rd test compleat, we have light speed"

The crippled freighter was drifting through space. Flashes of electricity briefly illuminated the cockpit as the control panel short-circuited. The crew worked franticly trying to gain control of the stricken ship.

“Captain, I list control over the main thrusters. The secondaries already fused during the impact.”

“Just frackin’ great, Kyle. What next?”

“Captain, the mainframe just blew. It also took out long range comms when it did.”

Aaron scowled at Charise, “You just had to pipe in just then, didn’t you?”

“Well, you did ask.”

Aaron looked around the darken cabin at his pilot and engineer. They had been through a lot together but it seemed things might soon be getting a little interesting.

“Kyle, where are we?”

“I’m not quite sure, the helm is out and the Nav Comp is not cooperating at this moment.”

“Any idea what we hit?”

Charise looked over her shoulder at Aaron, “No idea. It had to be something substantial because it took out the navigational shields. That would withstand almost anything that would not be detected like dist clouds or small fragments. Anything larger would have been detected and countered by the automatics.”

“Do we have any power reserves?”

“Well, that is the good news. The reactor is still operating. We have power, just nothing to use it for.”

“Ironic, isn’t it?”

“Stuff it Kyle, you’re not helping.”

“Calm down, both of you. Getting under each other’s skins will not help anything.”

Both Kyle and Charise stopped their bickering after the captain scolded them.

“Charise, get me an open line and set it to repeat. There might be someone close enough to hear us.”

“I got it set up Captain.”

A few minutes later, a message was sent:

Mayday, Mayday!

This is The Longhaul. Our ship was damaged by debris and are adrift without engines. We need assistance. I repeat. We need assistance. Our engines and other vital systems are gone.

3 Beeps came out of the console in the dark bridge,the words slowly came onto screen ''Mayday Mayday"

''Captain captain,"

The boy about 17 in age ran across the bridge to a gray long door with the words CABIN 001 inscribed onto it. The boy pressed the panal on the wall besides the door and steped in

"Captain we have a unidentifiable becon not comeing from the home worlds"

The captin emidiety shot up from his slumper, hs face clearly sowing lack of sleep

"get me my caffine jack "

* * *
Moments later the captain took a look at the destress becon

"hmm " thought the captin

"what do we do captin?" Questioned the 17 year old

"don't you have work to do" the 16year old Quickly ran off down the shaft at the back of the bridge. The captin began to type

THIS IS MAN IN COMMAND OF THE NEVRMOON A1 DISCOVERY CLASS OF THE BLACK SUN OF CRYHIATHVA, WE HAVE RECEVED YOUR BECON AND ARE SENDING 2 PODS WITH 3 EXPERIENCED MECHANICS EACH, BUT WE WILL NEED AN EXSACT LAYOUT OF THE DIFFICULTY YOU FACE

As the captin finished his message he presed the round green button with the picture of a loud speeker on it

"Etention members this is your captain, will G hrmison, F latox,T Jack, D kipling, W porter and H Archer please report to the dooking bay a member of personel will be waighting for you there over "

The 4 men and 2 women managed to get their way to the docking bay were they met Sarge

"greatings men and women,today ..hury up get in line ..shal i continue ..today you will be testing the micro drives on the smaller pods, but at your destenation ..you will find the coardinatets arredy loged into your pda's DON,T LOok at them now ... you will find a dammaged alian vessal now because we are a new civilisation we will be helping them with there problems.. any Questions "

"yehh i h..

" ok then lets get going" interupted the sarge as he walked of to door of the very large chamber

"I hate concription" remarked Kipling as he got into the pod ,a small mermer came out of the other engenears


((OOC: please exuse the spelling i have allways had difficulty with it))

Well.. A ship. 2 of them even. Always with the freaky incidence of random encounters in space. The Sharonan Destroyer Explorer, more lightly armed than its Tin Can brethren, and more heavily armored as well, it was a compact ship, with high speed, and not much else going for it. Except its range. It had range too. So much range that it was currently a few thousand light years from home, and looking at something, that by all logic should not be happening.

So, it looks like someone has a flat. How can we help?

"Greatings we are the black sun of cryhiathia now new members of the galactic concilium, At current we have not flats as you so lightly put it but a balrogga ship near by has, we receved a becon from them not 3 hours ago, and supplyed them with 6 experienced mechanics ..." Captain fargo explained while playing with his pen.

"The Black sun wishes you well, Nevermoon out"

“Cap’t, I think I am picking up a transmission. It is broken and I am not sure of the location. The scanners went out with the sensors.”

“Let me hear it.”

“OK, here it is.”

Charise activated the cabin’s loudspeaker and the workspace filled with static at first then the message began to play.

THIS IS … OF THE NEVRMOON … CLASS OF THE BLACK … CRYHIATHVA, WE … AND ARE SENDING 2 … EACH, BUT WE … LAYOUT … FACE

“Is that all?”

“We are lucky the damn radio picked that up,”

A flash lit up the cabin as the radio finally shorted out and went dead, causing all three of the crew to jump.

“Dammit, there goes any chance of talking to them any further. Hopefully they know where we are. They said something about sending something. Hopefully it isn’t an attack fleet.”

“Well, an attack fleet would be better than floating out here for a millennium or two. I have better things to do than sitting here looking at a burnt out radio.”

“Hey Captain, Charise is right. At least a battle fleet will look at our ship and laugh at us if they thought we were raiders.”

“Not you too, Kyle. Teaming up against your captain is mutiny you know.”

“Don’t pull that old gag again. We have better things to do that trying to take out an old geezer like you. Besides, we need someone to take the blame for the ship dying back at corporate HQ.”

Aaron sat there for a few seconds staring out the viewport. Hopefully one of the stars he was looking at was really the light reflected off the help that partial message hinted at. Kyle was right, the problem with the ship would have to be investigated by corporate and if he was at fault, it would come out of his wages to fix the ship and any loss of profits from their cargo.

He hated the strict company shipping bullshit but the monotony was at least accompanied by a steady check. If he went independent everything from fuel to expensive engine repairs would be taken out of the overhead, usually resulting in no payment left after expenses. He had known many independent shippers that ended up returning to the company way starting completely over on the bottom of their pay scale.

“Both of you keep an eye out for whatever they were sending here. I still wish I knew who they were. I never heard of Nevrmoon or Cryhiatha. Those where the only names we got and they could be anyone out here.”

Together the three of them watched the emptiness of space waiting for someone to show up.

" this is battle fox A1 over we have found the old location of the nevermoon , proceding to intersept the two personel pods over

The reletivly small ship beared resemblence to the nevermoon but it was a lot smaller posebly designed for hit and run combat

"Afermative battle fox you may continue to entercept the pods over"

The battle fox opened it's LSGs (Light speed generators) on both sides of the ship and the tel tail cloud began to form until the ship finaly exloded of into the distence leaving behind it two orange lines

***
The two personell pods carying the engerniers shot out of light speed, an front of the wreked ship

"Jesus christ , that thing it's falling apart their is no way in hell we can fix that" remarked Kipling

"yeh but it shure is prity i mean we are the first people from Cryhiathva to see this kinda feals uhh funny"

Kipling moved towards the controle panal , three beeps came out of it . On the screen was a 3D image of the alian ship Kipling used his palm on the roler ball to move the ship around as he did so the computer red the status of the alian ship

"says hear that it's suffered hull breaches engine trouble and generator trouble but the computer cant reconise what could of caused this kind of damage"

Kipling Began to type a message

ATENTION SHIP, WE ARE THE MECHANICS THE NEV......

"what the hell we are being jamed who would be doing this"

The computer screen began to flicker into an image if a man, about 45 graying hair and a nose that looks like it has bean broken meny times

"Attention diserters you have been classed as criminals and consecuently are to be exacuted on the spot , may you rest in peices"

The computer screen went black as kipling looked out of the rear windo and saw the battlefox

two long lines began to show them selves on the side of the battlefox, thay began to rise reviealing a long pulsating green plasma , sudenlt two long bright white lines shot out of them and at the two pods, when the lines hit the pods nothing was left nothing the two beems had compleatly pulled the two pods out of exsistence only the flash of light signifying were they went

"the new conversion beams were a sucsess captain"

"good good Now i want you two dock with that ship they might be usefull"

((OCC: i am very tiered so exuse the crapyness of my reply))

a strike cruiser exited thje warp low ftl said the tech priest at the senosors i strongly sugest the brother captain goes to battle conditions the brother captain snaped arm all weapons raise void shields

((OCC : uhh i don't want to sound like a hypocrit hear bacause i am allso apauling at spelling a punctuation, but it is kinda hard to read and understand what you are trying to say))

“Captain, I think I see something moving…”

“Where?”

“At about 5:30 out the port window.”

Aaron and Charise moved behind Kyle and looked over his shoulders trying to see the approaching ships. Slowly one of the stars seemed to be moving. Shortly it became big enough to split into two stars which continued to grow in size. The features of the incoming ships came into view as they neared the stricken freighter.

The two ships approached the freighter and stopped to look the damage over. Suddenly out of nowhere, two beams of light struck the supposed rescue ships and they vaporized instantly.

“Holy shit, what was that?”

“Well, it appears that you and Kyle got your wishes. If you look over there you can see the war ship that is approaching.”


The captain sat down and let out a sigh. Can this day get any worse?

the strike cruiers lance battries were energizing

*out in space, just a few dozen miles/klicks from the stricken ship, a purple rift opens up, and an Orange-and-Grey Star Destroyer tumbles out. At just under 900 meters, it's significantly smaller than a standard Star Destroyer.*

*On the bridge of the BaleFire* "Status?"

"All crews reporting. It would seem we Dim-jumped successfully Commandant."

"Good, now where a, " WARNING, WARNING. IMPERIUM-RATED CRUISER DETECTED TO STARBOARD.

"Damn. Deep-Ultra Alert. Potential Hostile First Contact. Bring the Weapons online, And somebody get that Damnned MAC working! We were supposed to have it last week!"


*The BaleFire's Running lights cut out, and she executes a Port Roll-Dive*
{OOC: I'm assuming the Impirium warship is actually going to fight, if not, then I can explain this away as a Computer simulation.}

ALERT, ALERT. DERELICT, VESSEL, TWELVE O'CLOCK, LOW

"Filthy Pirates. OPEN FIRE! ALL BATTERIES! Annihilate that Cruiser!"

*The ventral Graser on the BaleFire lets loose a stream of green death, followed shortly by Railgun bursts and more common Plasma shots*
{OOC: 1 Graser, 3 railguns, and 2 plasma cannon on the Ventral (under)side; 4 railguns, 2 plasma cannon, 1 Magnetic Anomaly Cannon on the Dorsal (top)side; and numerous point-defence lasers scattered about the hull. (and a PD-laser atop each of the turreted weapons)

xenos warship call for renforcments coms to xenos vessel stand down this is your only warning

sire void sheilds ready said the tech priest nova cannons charged

Charise left the window the three were using to watch the ship that destroyed the two ships that were apparently on their way to their broken freighter. She got tired of watching the ship just sit there so she wondered over to see if she could salvage any use out of the radio. On the way there, she caught a glimpse of light from a window looking in the opposite direction. Looking out, she saw two more ships fighting, looking completely different from the others they have seen so far.

"Um, Captain? I think you better look this way too. There are more aliens fighting on the other side of our ship."

Aaron and Kyle rushed to Charise's window to see what she was talking about.

{OOC: Just so I understand it, there's three warships, Mine, Sephiroth's, and the one from fairly early on.

Then there's the Derelict, which I assume Sephiroth is intent on destroying.
And Sephiroth, I shot at you. either take even a mild hit, or be IGNORED}

WARNING, WARNING. UNKNOWN, WARSHIP, DETECTED. DISTANCE, THIRTEEN KILOMETERS.

"Shit."

SHIELDS ONLINE

ic sir void sheilds takining a beating return fire with nova cannons

ooc i am in tent on capturing the derlict for the machinius

(OOC: Mind if I hop in? I'm restarting my FT nation, so I thought it might be ok...just let me know if you want me to leave. SITE (www.freewebs.com/velkrer)
As always, italics are thoughtspeak, bold vocal.)

IC:

A sleek dark metallic ship dropped out of atomspace. It hung there for a moment, though those watching would have sworn it seemed ready to pounce.

Errant Comdr. Usiel watched the viewscreen as the scanner readouts danced over it. He had just received command of the Warcruiser Veritas

Comdr. Usiel. We've picked up readings on three unidentified types of craft. Some seem armed. We can't determine the technology level. Please advise.

Usiel glanced at Sergeant Vorisus who simply nodded.

Beam a infotrans back to the nearest fleet outpost.

A compact beam of information shot back towards Velkryie space.

With that finished, Usiel sent out a communication to the nearby ships...


***Transmission***

This is Errant Commander Algor El'Lion Varsiut Usiel of the Velkryie Starship Veritas. We greet you in peace and ask for a meeting with each of your leaders if so permitted.

***End Transmission***


Here are the stats (Please keep in mind this is Indie FT, so it's comparable to a star destroyer-ish ship.)

Warcrusier
Warcrusier-Size:Huge 4.8km & 1.2 km
Engines: 2 X8 Stellar atom engines
Weapons: 8 burst cannons, 4 disruptor cannons, 40 anti-ship blast guns, 16 torpedo tubes, 2 "planet-shaker" cannons, 2 heavy ion cannons, 22 burst lasers, two wave generators (emit waves of ion energy that shut down all ships in a half-mile radius.)
Shields: X10-Heavy Coverage
Crew: 250; Pilots-176, Alanian guard-200 (with light armor and heavy blasters
Capacity: Blackfires-20 Starrunners-10 Slaveraiders-2 Vectex-4

***Transmission***[/B]

This is Errant Commander Algor El'Lion Varsiut Usiel of the Velkryie Starship Veritas. We greet you in peace and ask for a meeting with each of your leaders if so permitted.

***End Transmission***


foul xenos dare qeustion servents of the god emperor snapped the brother captain

coms the xenos xenos here me and here me well for am the emperors voice and will personifed the reason of weapons fire is non of your buisaness we are defending our selfs form an unprovoked assault

IC: "Sir! Void-Shields taking a beating"
"Return fire with Nova-cannons

OOC: I am intent on capturing the derelict for the Adeptus Mechanicus


{OOC: That makes much more sense. Well, much more than destroying it anyway.}

"Ventral Shields offline, multiple grids, Armor taking fire."

"Starboard Roll, 20 degree ascent! Maintain fire. Let's see how they Rea-"

WARNING, WARNING. NEW CONTACT, DETECTED. RECIEVING, COMMUNICATION FROM: IMPERIUM-RATED, CRUISER.

*the BaleFire begins a quick starboard roll, bringing it's Dorsal guns and shields to bear, and unfortunately exposing the Command-tower*
{{OOC: fortunately, the command tower has independent shielding, and double the armor-thickness of the rest of the ship.
I'm wondering how many more posts before I lose a weapon? 2 sound good?

And what's the name of your ship anyway?}}

"Xeno vessel, stand down. This is your only warning."

""Re-classifying Cruiser Beta as IMPERIUM-Alpha! Designating NEW-CONTACT as Epsilon!"

"Respond on same frequency! Message: Order refused! I shall not obey a Brother-Captain of the Imperium of Man! End message!"

COMMUNICATION FROM: CRUISER, EPSILON

This is Errant Commander Algor El'Lion Varsiut Usiel of the Velkryie Starship Veritas. We greet you in peace and ask for a meeting with each of your leaders if so permitted.

{{OOC: at this point, this is background stuff for the next post. IE: the next post will have too much to do for background, so it gets done here.}}


The communications officer takes over, having grown tired of being ignored
"This is Master-Sergent Flandry of the GHI BaleFire. We are attempting to defend a derelict vessel from a hostile Galactic power. Any assistance you can render would be greatly appreciated."

ooc the strike cruisers name is the imperius invictus

coms so be it
fire alll weapons i want that comand tower destroyed snaped the brother captain to the tech priest controling the weapons

"Foul Xenos! How Dare you question the servants of the God Emperor!" snapped the brother captain

coms the xenos xenos here me and here me well for am the emperors voice and will personifed the reason of weapons fire is non of your buisaness we are defending our selfs form an unprovoked assault

Usiel looked up in surprise. Bloody hell? What were these fools thinking?

Comms! Put us on Status Four! Charge up secondary weaponry, alert the Slaver fleet we might have some targets and give them our location.

Sirens wailed as Velkryie soldiers and crew clambered to their stations. Boarding crews prepared their ships for launch.

Weapons platforms charged up as men watched nervously.

"Stand by!" Usiel roared. "Only fire when fired upon...watch those Imperium!"


***TRANSMISSION TO ALL***
There is no reason for this to continue. If there is a dispute, can we not settle it peacefully?
My ship shall not take sides until we are attacked or until ordered by our superiors.

Let us seek a peaceful resolution.
***END TRANSMISSION

coms to all peace thier can be no peace save that of the emperors grace

*the BaleFire's command tower takes several hits, tossing the crew about in their chairs*

*two of the Railguns open fire on the Cathedral section, most of the other weapons seem intent on striking enemy weapons* {{OOC: I'm uncertain where your bridge is, and by Cathedral I mean the large section on the upper rear end, that looks sorta like a cathedral on the cruiser models.}}

{{And I'm getting a headache. Seems I've stayed up too long. I'll be back on later today, around 5-6 PM Central-Standard-Time US.

TO ALL: Peace? There can be no peace save that of the Emperor's Grace

Who is this bloody Emperor? Usiel sent across the bridge in thoughtspeak. All he got back was confusion and curiosity.

*Transmission*
Imperious Invictus. If you do not stand down, we will be forced to retaliate for your hostile stance. Please stand down.
*End*

*Transmission*
Master-Sergent Flandry of the GHI BaleFire. It appears that we shall be rendering you assistance. We only ask the privilege of being the first to board the ship if it is possible by any means and if it comes to this. Hopefully they will see reason.
*End*

The Veritas slowly turned bringing it's weapon platforms to bear on the Imperial Strikecruiser.

Repeat. Stand Down. Stand Down.

(OOC: Not sure who started it, but I would appreciate it if I could grab a few slaves out of this. My nation thrives on slaving. And I really don't wanna hurt anyone...much?)

sir said the tech priest lance batties 4 through to 20 slagged get those damned damage control engseers to work snapeed the brother captain.


nova torps on my mark full salvo off 100 he snapped


sir said the space marine at sensors im reading a few imperial ships exiting the warp


meenwhile the gunboats flaming sword and spear of the imperium exited the warp thier 2km bulk dwarfed by thier biger badder brother the battle ship avenger

coms to imperious invictus stand down brother captain by the order of the high lords of terra i order you to stand down

coms from battleship avenger to all force we are willing for a truce

Comms to Imperious Invictus: Stand Down Brother Captain, by the order of the High Lords of Terra I order you to stand down.

Comms from Battleship Avenger: To All Force; We are willing for a truce

Usiel let out an audible sigh of relief.
About time those bloody fools let someone else do the thinking. Imperium of Man. By Freyr, it's a miracle they're still around.

*Transmission*
Master-Sergent Flandry of the GHI BaleFire. It appears that your enemies are standing down. Will you also?
*End*

{{OOC: 4 through 20?? Jeeze, that's a hell of a lotta guns}}

WARNING, WARNING. MULTIPLE, CONTACTS, DETECTED. RECIEVING, COMMUNICATION:

Battleship Avenger to all forces, we are willing to negotiate a truce {{OOC: I'm assuming that's what you meant, your post was a tad difficult to read.

"? Intruiging, Hold fire momentarily. Respond, to all vessels:"

*the guns go silent, as do those of the Imperium vessel*

"This is Admiral Skanda of the GHI BaleFire. It has been a very long time since I have heard the word Truce from the Imperium of Man. Given your now overwhelming Firepower, I am willing to accept a truce, provided the ah, Valkyrie? are as well."

"Sir! MAC online!"

\Skanda turns/ "Shut it down, it seems we won't be needing it, but keep it at ready. Get some technical specifications as well. We may find ourselves lucky and have a trade."

{{OOC: Velkrer, let's say your and my comm transmitted at the same time. Damn post lag.}}

"This is Admiral Skanda of the GHI BaleFire. It has been a very long time since I have heard the word Truce from the Imperium of Man. Given your now overwhelming Firepower, I am willing to accept a truce, provided the ah, Valkyrie? are as well."

"Sir! MAC online!"

\Skanda turns/ "Shut it down, it seems we won't be needing it, but keep it at ready. Get some technical specifications as well. We may find ourselves lucky and have a trade."

{{OOC: Velkrer, let's say your and my comm transmitted at the same time. Damn post lag.}}

Usiel sat back with a grunt.

Finally some progress.

*Transmission
The VSS Veritas would be honored if your leaders would join Errant Commander Usiel on the Veritas for talks. We seem to be the most neutral party at this point. Is this agreeable?
*END*

coms to xenos we the high lords of terra are willing to negoate the imperium dose noyt show mercy often be greatfull

we will hold talks onboar dthe valkrie ship
brother captain kai and 2 assault terminatiors loaded aboard a thunder hawkand headed towards the valkrie ship

"Not particularly, there is first the matter of rescuing the crew of the Derelict, The Invictus allmost certainly had a boarding party prepared."

"If the derelict can be restored to operational capacity, I would rather we held talks there. If not, then I see no reason why talks could not be held aboard your vessel."

\having just heard the Imperium's message/

"Then again, the Avenger will do quite well."

"Not particularly, there is first the matter of rescuing the crew of the Derelict, The Invictus allmost certainly had a boarding party prepared."

"If the derelict can be restored to operational capacity, I would rather we held talks there. If not, then I see no reason why talks could not be held aboard your vessel."

Usiel considered this.

Would you allow us to send a small contingent alongside? Just to keep the peace?

He gestured towards Lt. Comdr. Kristof Heinrich.

Prepare a small force. Around ten men. Activate teleporter deck.

Master-Sergent Flandry of the GHI BaleFire. Would you consider turning over the derelict to the Imperium in exchange for a cease-fire?


OOC: Wow...I never play peacekeeper. I usually instigate things. We need to straighten things out. What ship? Where are the talks? Whose playing peace keeper?

{{OOC: We appear to be holding the talks aboard your ship, the derelict is somewhat aft of my ship, and the Invictus somewhere to Starboard (right-side)

The Derelict is the ship from the very first post, it hasn't been destroyed yet, and what crew are active were watching the battle.}}

"An odd proposal, as it is not our derelict. We are uncertain whose derelict it is, as we have recieved no messages from them."

the thunderhawk laned in the valkrie landing bay 2 terminators and a brother captain off loaded he nded he said brothers keep your weapons secured

*Admiral Skanda, Master-Sergent Flandry, and a small honor guard force step out of a shuttle aboard the VSS Veritas*

\Flandry turns to the Honor Guard/
"If any of you Jar-heads do anything stupid, I'll gut you personally."

\Flandry flexes her claws for emphasis/

\Skanda merely looks at the Terminators/

"My my those are quite large don't you think Flandry?"

{{OOC: We appear to be holding the talks aboard your ship, the derelict is somewhat aft of my ship, and the Invictus somewhere to Starboard (right-side)

The Derelict is the ship from the very first post, it hasn't been destroyed yet, and what crew are active were watching the battle.}}

"An odd proposal, as it is not our derelict. We are uncertain whose derelict it is, as we have recieved no messages from them."

OOC: Cool...if you wanna send guys over go ahead. I just wanted to be clear...whose RP'ing the derelict...oh and Greymon Hvy Industries...check out this link---> LINK (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=520138)



Transmission
Very well. Perhaps we should bring the derelict crew to the talks? They might have some say in the matter.
End

Kristof Heinrich bowed low before the Battle Captain and the two Terminators.

"Brothers. We greet you humbly. Would you please follow me to the stateroom? Your ship shall be cared for.

He led the way as the nine guards behind him flanked out.

Another aide gestured for the Master-Sergeant to follow him.

"Do you require anything? Do you thoughtspeak?"

the assault terminators stood ever side of brother captain kai he smiles and says xenos foes i commend your vallour in battle and wisdom in coming to talk this out insteed of using battle field conditions


occ that jar head remark aimed at me

the assault terminators stood ever side of brother captain kai he smiles and says xenos foes i commend your vallour in battle and wisdom in coming to talk this out insteed of using battle field conditions


occ that jar head remark aimed at me

"Why thank you, I had initially thought you Pirates when we entered system. I am glad to have been proven wrong."

{{OOC: No, it's aimed at my Honor Guard. They're basically Marines, thus, Jar-heads.}}

"Flandry, quit intimidating our men. We have a truce to discuss."

the space marine captain frowned why prey tell would a pritate have an imperial strike cruiser
kai gestuted to his body gaurd the brother insuted they escort me

"Where we're from, Pirates have a nasty habit of pillaging battlefields for hulks, then re-fitting them with weaponry, armor, and equipment of nearly whatever group first operated the ship."

"We've fought our own ships numerous times because of this. I meant no insult, and I apologize if one occured."

\Skanda signals for the Honor guard to stay with the shuttle/

{{OOC: And goodnight now, the Headache meds have started kicking in, and I'm gonna go to sleep.

Again, I'll hopefully be back on by 6PM Central Standard Time.}}

Aight..well my computer is being wanky, but I'll try to get on later.

the assault terminators stood ever side of brother captain kai he smiles and says xenos foes i commend your vallour in battle and wisdom in coming to talk this out insteed of using battle field conditions


occ that jar head remark aimed at me

OOC: No..it said his honor guard...can you guys see my posts? My computer is being wanky

{{OOC: We appear to be holding the talks aboard your ship, the derelict is somewhat aft of my ship, and the Invictus somewhere to Starboard (right-side)

The Derelict is the ship from the very first post, it hasn't been destroyed yet, and what crew are active were watching the battle.}}

"An odd proposal, as it is not our derelict. We are uncertain whose derelict it is, as we have recieved no messages from them."

OOC: Cool...if you wanna send guys over go ahead. I just wanted to be clear...whose RP'ing the derelict...oh and Greymon Hvy Industries...check out this link---> LINK (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=520138)



Transmission
Very well. Perhaps we should bring the derelict crew to the talks? They might have some say in the matter.
End

Kristof Heinrich bowed low before the Battle Captain and the two Terminators.

"Brothers. We greet you humbly. Would you please follow me to the stateroom? Your ship shall be cared for.

He led the way as the nine guards behind him flanked out.

Another aide gestured for the Master-Sergeant to follow him.

"Do you require anything? Do you thoughtspeak?"

As the two groups arrived at the state room they saw a six foot seven black haired man stand. His piercing blue eyes seemed to cut through the room.

Greetings. His voice resounded inside of their heads.

he nodded my esteimed broth brother dante the commander of the imperius invictus has orders to recover xenos hulks for the machinus

OOC: Hey, Greymon, check out my Rise of the Velkryie thread?

IC: Usiel stepped forward and bowed to the Brother Captain and to the Admiral.

Greetings. My friends, I welcome you to the Veritas. His smooth voice sounded in the back of their heads.

Heinrich leaned forward and carefully glanced around the corner.
See those terminators...how efficient can they be in that heavy armor? He muttered in thoughtspeak to the nine guards behind him.

kai grabed his head a psyker by the throne i hate psykers i should have bouugt a brother libarian with me

he nodded "My esteemed Brother Dante, the Commander of the Imperius Invictus, has orders to recover Xenos hulks for the Mechanicus"

"An understandable goal, when one wants to improve technologically, or simply to accelerate the Ship-building proccess. Though why he went in with Guns hot is beyond me."


OOC: Hey, Greymon, check out my Rise of the Velkryie thread?

IC: Usiel stepped forward and bowed to the Brother Captain and to the Admiral.

Greetings. My friends, I welcome you to the Veritas. His smooth voice sounded in the back of their heads.

{{OOC: Will do}}

\?/ 'A telepath? My this complicates things.'

"I would prefer i-"

Kai grabbed his head "A Psyker! By the throne I hate psykers! I should have brought a Brother Librarian with me."

"It would seem, Captain Usiel, that the both of us would prefer Vocal communication.
Telepathy is, distrusted by my kind. Mostly because those of us who were telepaths abused the gift."

"An understandable goal, when one wants to improve technologically, or simply to accelerate the Ship-building proccess. Though why he went in with Guns hot is beyond me."




{{OOC: Will do}}

\?/ 'A telepath? My this complicates things.'

"I would prefer i-"



"It would seem, Captain Usiel, that the both of us would prefer Vocal communication.
Telepathy is, distrusted by my kind. Mostly because those of us who were telepaths abused the gift."


Usiel nodded.
"Very well. Vocal it shall be then. And Brother Captain. You have no need for a Librarian...I mean no harm. Please come to the Stateroom where we may discuss these, unpleasant, developments."

Heinrich gestured towards the state room as his guards fell in behind the visitors.

"Very well then. Come along Flandry, You've intimidated enough soldiers for today."
\Admiral Skanda begins following Usiel/

\Flandry moves to keep up/

{{OOC: I've posted in your thread.}}

"Lord, Kai, was it? How does your empire handle the treat of Piracy?"

OOC: Yes..I saw that. Thank you.

IC:

Usiel led them down the long hallways of the Warcrusier.

"Now. Why was fire opened on this derelict? Did they provoke it?

Meanwhile, on other parts of the ship, crew scrambled as communications from Fleet Command came in.

Heinrich leaned over and handed Usiel a flimsy clear sheet of paper. Usiel visably deflated and muttered under his breath.

"Very well. Inform the crew." Usiel sent to Heinrich who nodded and stepped out of the room.

"sir we need more ships , the striken vesal we were going to help is surounded buy a hole range of ships and i don't think thay like each other to much ,request back up"
Requested the captain of the battlefox over the transmiter

"All we have to spare are the nevrmoon A2 and the Lonly Emporer A1 and we have plans for them ,move away from the situaltion do not get involved or it will be your head on the block"

"Sir"

The two long flaps of the ship opened up with there teltail mecanicalness revealing two black coils .Lightning began two stike out of the coils as a small cloud began to form at the front of the ship .Sudenly the ship was gon only leaving two orange lines going off in the direction of the ship.

Aboard The Longhaul, the crew watch as the rotation of the drift brought the two battling warships into view. Suddenly a third appeared and all hell broke lose. After a few seconds of combat it seemed everything stopped. The three crewmen could see launches from two of the vessels meeting aboard the third.

“Ok great, I bet they are trying to decide how to divide the ship up.”

“Shut up Kyle. We have to figure out what is going on aboard that ship and resorting to paranoia or negative statements will not help anything.”

Charise looked over at Aaron. “How about a Gestalt?”

“I really don’t think they would be in range. I know a Gestalt combines all our abilities into one but even at this range I don’t think that is enough. Hey Kyle, Any idea what that other ship is doing?”

Kyle scrambled to the other side of the cockpit to look out the window. “It appears to be just sitting there watching the other three ships too. They probably didn’t expect three different warships to pop in shooting either.”

“Keep watching them to see if there is any change and tell me immediately. Until they get closer we cannot attempt a Gestalt, and we are slowly drifting in the other direction.”

"Captain, the first ship is doing something. It looks like a weapon. Nope, it shot away instead."

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Edit:

Longhaul undamaged (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/longhaulundamaged.jpg)

Longhaul damaged (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/longhauldamaged.jpg)

OOC: Yes..I saw that. Thank you.

IC:

Usiel led them down the long hallways of the Warcrusier.

"Now. Why was fire opened on this derelict? Did they provoke it?

"As far as I know, no-one shot at the derelict. It was, however, being approached by the Invictus, whose weapons were active and trained on the derelict."

"We detected life-signs aboard the derelict, as well as damage to it, and mistook the situation for Pirates attacking a civillian vessel."

"Come to think of it, we never did get around to doing anything about the derelict, other than fighting near it."

"Perhaps we should attempt to ascertain as to the status of those? I'll have a shuttle sent over immediately. Usiel said quickly.

***Transmission to All Ships***

We peacefully request that all weapons be cooled down so we may send assistance to the derelict. Obviously Hyperspace salvage rules don't apply anymore due to the muddled situation. All leaders are welcome to board the Veritas to determine the situation to the benefit of all.

*End*

kai said i weiil have a tatical sqaud launch from the flaming sword with an apocaphy and a hosptialar

he said i a m brother captain kai of the ultramarines the imperial gaurd exterminuses priates on rare occasions astartes like me a re called in to deal with pirates too well equiped for the gaurd to deal with

"That makes sense. We usually wind up dropping small asteroids on whatever planet the bastards take refuge on."

"And that sounds like a good idea, I'd like to contribute a group of engineers as well."

our engiseers and tech marines will be suffiecnt

kai nooded to the assault vetrren conatact the flaming sword get them to put to gether a boarding party non attack i want at least one hosptaliand appaocaphy and a tech priest in the group

Usiel watched as the men scurried about.
"It seems that I must ask you to leave. I have received urgent orders from my command regarding the derelict. Heinrich will escort you back to your shuttles." Usiel bowed and stepped out and headed up to the bridge

Heinrich smiled slyly and said, "Well. Shall we return to your shuttles, m'lords?"

OOC:

Actually since my crew are still aboard, the ship technically cannot be called a Derelict.

Just a side point that will become important later.

Usiel watched as the men scurried about.
"It seems that I must ask you to leave. I have received urgent orders from my command regarding the derelict. Heinrich will escort you back to your shuttles." Usiel bowed and stepped out and headed up to the bridge

Heinrich smiled slyly and said, "Well. Shall we return to your shuttles, m'lords?"

"? Very well. Shall we continue these talks at a later time perhaps?"

\Admiral Skanda begins heading back to the shuttle/

"Captain Kai, it has been a pleasure speaking with you."

{{OOC: I get the feeling High command has trouble brewing for all of us. cool ship Balrogga.}}

OOC:

Thanks for the complement. I messed with the textures until I had that "damn that's mess up" appearance. DOGA makes it easy to play with things like that.

The Carog shuttle is part of the underbelly but since it is run on liquid fuel, it doesn't have anything near the range needed to escape anywhere. Aaron and crew will discover the shuttle will not unlock automatically because of the damage if they ever try to use it.

It will be fun trying to communicate with the crew later. Damn explosive radios.

Hopefully Velkrer will not do anything nasty...

OOC:

Thanks for the complement.
It will be fun trying to communicate with the crew later. Damn explosive radios.

Hopefully Velkrer will not do anything nasty...

{{OOC: at least they didn't have exploding toilets.
And one can only hope he tries to, limit, whatever it is his High-Command has planned.}}

But that's the fun of this, seeing what the other does and responding to it in an interesting manner...

Now to wait for him to post.

But that's the fun of this, seeing what the other does and responding to it in an interesting manner...

Now to wait for him to post.

OOC: Aw, now why would *I* do anything nasty? :D

The Veritas rolled back to a stand-off position as soon as all non-Velkryie personnal were off.

Power up weapons platforms. Shields up. I want total combat readiness.
Usiel shook his head. ]High command eh? Oh well, they didn't bother to train me for nothing I guess. We'll just play the waiting game.


OOC: Now, what should I do...do I open fire on the derelict? And piss off everyone around? Or do I wait...hmmm...

The Longhaul drifted slowly away from the warships slowly spinning. The damaged freighter made a complete rotation every 7 minutes and it was drifting about one kilometer an hour. At this rate it would take a long time to get anywhere.

Inside the ship, the crew waited anxiously for something to happen.So far they had seen the attackers shoot at each other, then they stopped shooting, later the met together , and now it seems the meeting was over. One of the ships seemed to seperate itself from the rest and waited.

The Longhaul drifted slowly away from the warships slowly spinning. The damaged freighter made a complete rotation every 7 minutes and it was drifting about one kilometer an hour. At this rate it would take a long time to get anywhere.

Inside the ship, the crew waited anxiously for something to happen.So far they had seen the attackers shoot at each other, then they stopped shooting, later the met together , and now it seems the meeting was over. One of the ships seemed to seperate itself from the rest and waited.

The Veritas steadied and suddenly without any warning, an armed detachment of 25 Velkryie Slave Guard appeared on the derelict...

Alright...move out. Locate any survivors and "convince" them to return with us.
The Slaver squad checked their stun guns and grenades and a sensor sweep of the derelict was begun...to locate potential "recruits"

*the BaleFire launches a single shuttle, with the symbol of the Red Cross on it's sides. The shuttle angles towards the Longhaul, clamps itself to an airlock, and begins cycling the Airlock*

* the Baelfire itself meanwhile, has taken up a defensive position between the Longhaul and the Veritas. *

{{OOC: I'm assuming the Invictus is doing much the same}}

*the BaleFire launches a single shuttle, with the symbol of the Red Cross on it's sides. The shuttle angles towards the Longhaul, clamps itself to an airlock, and begins cycling the Airlock*

* the Baelfire itself meanwhile, has taken up a defensive position between the Longhaul and the Veritas. *

{{OOC: I'm assuming the Invictus is doing much the same}}


OOC: How did you suspect that something was hostile? Just curious, I'm not attempting to call you a godmoder or anything. Just wondering, cuz I'd like to know.


*Transmission*

Balefire. Remove yourself from obstructing the Veritas and it's attempts to rescue the crew of this derelict...or we shall open fire. This is your only warning.

*End*

Sir, will they believe that?

Usiel pulled out his energonsword and calmly decapitated the insubordiante guard.

Anyone else disagree with me? He smirked as everyone turned away.

Inter-ship transmission

Veritas. This is the UVESS Fellhand. The Exploratory Fleet is inbound. ETA is about 5 timeunits.

*END*

OOC:

There are only three crew aboard The Longhaul and they all are in the cockpit. There are none in the hallways to corner. You would encounter all three at once and when you do, it would be something I RP instead of having you make then cower and fall to your weapon. All part of claiming others losses bit.

OOC:

There are only three crew aboard The Longhaul and they all are in the cockpit. There are none in the hallways to corner. You would encounter all three at once and when you do, it would be something I RP instead of having you make then cower and fall to your weapon. All part of claiming others losses bit.

OOC:

Aight..well I specifically left it vague...so no worries. Well, what should happen. We need to establish this so I know where to go. I don't want to offend anyone, but I'd like to know if it's possible that I could take some slaves/prisoners...

OOC:

Check TGs


IC:


“Captain, I can feel foreigners aboard the ship. They just appeared through out the ship like they have ported aboard.”

“That could bode both good and bad for us. The fact they are scattered instead of in a single location suggest a suspicious endeavor.”

Charise was looking out the window while Kyle and Aaron were talking about the boarding teams below decks.

“Captain, there is a shuttle approaching the ship. It has a red cross on the side of the shuttle and the ship it came from is positioned between the one that pulled away from the others.”

“Dammit, with systems operating we would not be in this spot. Find a way to short the lock on the door so that will buy us time.”

“Right away Captain.” Charise hurried to the closed door and began adjusting the mechanism. A couple seconds later she was rewarded with a bright flash as the mechanism fused closed.

“Captain, should we enter a Gestalts?”

Aaron looked at Kyle for a few seconds before nodding. “Yes, it is probably our only chance. Charise, come over here as soon as you are done with the door. We have to get ready for your guests.”

“Right away. I have the power to the door cut. It will take them quite a bit to cut through the Durasteel.”

The three crew settled down in their chairs. As they relaxed their minds, they flowed together, becoming a single mind composed of three wholes. Their bodies became insubstantial as they dropped their Psychokinetic projections and instead diverted their energies into The Mind. The Mind began to sense the minds of those below ships, tracking those that would hunt them.

Comdr. Usiel. Some sort of psy-emanations from the derelict ship.

Psy? Telepad back the Slaver squad immediately. I don't want our men on that ship if something strange is happening.

The Slaver commander suddenly stopped.

Something is going on. He addressed the squad. We're being telepadded back. Prepare.

A shimmer surrounded the squad as they began to teleport back to the Veritas.

Usiel paced the deck impatiently, fingering his sword.

Are the weapons platform online? When the affirmative reply came, Usiel said, Prepare to fire our rail guns at the derelict.

OOC: Two psionic races...leads to an interesting point..who is more innately strong and who would win...Personally, I'm all for your people being more psychically powerful. My nation prefers technology and only uses their latent abilities as necessary. So TG and let me know...Heck an alliance wouldn't bother me...if you can over look my nations 'quirks'...

a single transport leaves the the strike cruiser

onboard 12 space marines one techpriest 1 hopstial one brotherlibarian

The Gestalt searched out for a mind and found one. In the few seconds there was contact they picked up the assault team was to be returned to the ship. Anything more was impossible to obtain before they winked out of the triad’s range.

Below in the port airlock, the doors slowly opened, more due to a lack of power than anything else. The rush of air stirred faint dust clouds in the airlock and the chill internal air of the transport cooled the crew from the shuttle. Life support was operational but the temperature of the lower decks was kept low to conserve energy. Random lights flickered on and off in the distance at a “T” intersection.

The other shuttle would have to use the starboard airlock because the port was already being used by the shuttle docked there with a large red cross emblazoned upon the side. After the shuttle docked, similar events to that of the first shuttle would occur.

the brother libarian said i sense a psyker marines be on your gaurd storm bolters were leveled

***TRANSMISSION***

Baelfire. This is your last warning. Please remove yourself from obstructing the Veritas's line of sight to the derelict, or be fired upon...you have 30 seconds to comply.

***END***

Usiel sat and waited...it was just like hunting fire dragons on the planet of Vashoon...a waiting game...and Usiel could wait forever.

***TRANSMISSION***

Baelfire. This is your last warning. Please remove yourself from obstructing the Veritas's line of sight to the derelict, or be fired upon...you have 30 seconds to comply.

***END***

Usiel sat and waited...it was just like hunting fire dragons on the planet of Vashoon...a waiting game...and Usiel could wait forever.


coms to velrer ships let us band togther

The Mind detected the presence of the two different boarding teams. They were on opposite sides of the ship but the main threat was gone. The hostile ones were retrieved about the time the first shuttle was docking. The second one just finished their docking procedures and was venting the airlock.

We can determine the immediate danger is not present.
We determine there are secondary hostiles boarding the ship.
We determine the bridge will be primary target.
We conclude it is advisable to attempt to achieve the location of the shuttle.

The flickering images of the three crew faded as the linked minds moved as one entity towards the bridge door. The immaterial form passed through the durasteel barrier and continued along the hall towards the main cargo hold. Located in the center of the hold was the main hatch the ship would receive its cargo. A hoist would then move it to the location within the ship where it would be stored based on side and drop points. The entire system was controlled by the computer which at this time was part of the list of crashed systems. There was also the main access to the shuttle positioned near the cargo hatch.

The Gestalt Mind moved through the cargo bay and approached the shuttle access hatch. It hovered for a moment before sinking through the floor into the shuttle stowed in the belly of the freighter. Moments later one of the explorers entered the main cargo hold and wondered what was in the boxes.

We have determined the destination was achieved.
We have determined the shuttle is operational.
We have determined we cannot leave the ship for scavengers.
We conclude it is advisable to trigger the core and drive overload if necessary.
We have determined it significant to send emergency signal first.

The Gestalt Mind began to interface with the shuttle’s computer. The internal systems of the shuttle flickered to life as it was activated by the trio.


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Longhaul Side View (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/Longhaulshowingshuttle.jpg)

Longhaul Bottom View (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/Longhaullowerview.jpg)

the space marine libaraian said fall back all marines back to the assault shuttle

OOC: How did you suspect that something was hostile? Just curious, I'm not attempting to call you a godmoder or anything. Just wondering, cuz I'd like to know.

{{OOC: to be honest, my race has most of the same history as Earth. The same culture, the same movies, but more importantly, they honestly believe 90% of the universe is out to kill them.

Thus, when a "talk" suddenly ends, they assume the worst. In this case, that you want to take the Longhaul via some form of hi-jacking.

They're allready in something of a nervous panic from meeting actual Imperium crew, everything else just kinda adds to it.}}

"Sir, we've recieved a transmission!"

*Transmission*

Balefire. Remove yourself from obstructing the Veritas and it's attempts to rescue the crew of this derelict...or we shall open fire. This is your only warning.

*End*

"Reply, same frequency."
*Transmission
"We will not move, we believe you have hostile intent towards the Derelict. I repeat, WE WILL NOT MOVE."*

"Are the Shields repaired?"

"Not fully Captain, sector A-4 remains unshielded"

"Damn, well, at least the MAC is ready, and the Graser works better than anticipated. Bring the Functional Shields online, boost power to the surrounding generators and alter their fields to cover the gap."

*meanwhile, aboard the Longhaul*

"Okay, we're in, where's a map? Need to find the crew quarters, may be injured there, better find the mess too, if there is one. They'd put the worst of the injured there."

"Someone find an inter-comm, we need to get in contact with the still active crew."

OOC:

I will draw up a simple diagram of the ship for you, assuming your sensors would map it out using the hollow spaces and such. If they would not you can find a "fire escape plan" posted next to a fire extinguisher or something.

Here is a link to a simple schematic of the ship. The areas of the ship not covered by the map can be considered machinery or other used areas.

The Longhaul (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/LonghaulSchematic.jpg)

the boarding party returned to the shuutle the brother libarian grabed his psy cannon and saidbrothers keepa titght line and exited the shuttle and beganto search the xenos ship

The Gestalt Mind considered the next actions it needed to take. There was more than one post in the shuttle cockpit that needed to be occupied so it decided it would be the best time to break the Gestalt. After a few seconds, the three minds split back into their individual selves, each recreating the psychokinetic body and image so they can react with their surroundings.

“Damn captain, that is both exhilarating and exhausting at the same time. I can’t fathom how the Ta’Nar can do that all the time.”

“Add a couple more centuries of experience under your metaphysical belt and you will be able to do a lot more. Charise, get the emergency beacon operating. Make sure it is using the Space Minus channels as well as the normal ones. Send out an S.O.S declaring we are about to be shot upon by pirates that already tried to board the freighter. Make sure it sounds urgent and put it on a repeater.”

“I’m right on it.”

Attention all vessels in range.

This is The Longhaul and we are in dire emergency. We have taken heavy damage and attempts at boarding. We are afraid the freighter will be shot upon next. Please send all aid possible to help us. The ship cannot stand another barrage before it is destroyed.

Without aid, we are surely lost.

While Charise was recording and sending the emergency message, Aaron turned to Kyle. “Get this boat warmed up. IF they fire on the girl, I want us to be able to ride the explosion to get us some speed. The fuel tanks aren’t enough to get us anywhere but we can get a light second or two of firing out of them before the tanks are dry.”

“It’ll be a couple minutes to warm the boosters but I should have The Little Girl going soon enough.”

“Better home we have a few minutes.”

“Um, Captain? I’m not getting any response from the docking bolts. The damage the ship took must have jammed them.”

“Dammit, keep working on the engines. I’ll see about freeing the friggin bolts. Charise see if you can get anything on the shuttle’s sensor suite while I am gone.”

Aaron then left the cabin headed into the back of the shuttle to trigger the manual releases of the docking bolts.

the avvenger fires a single 50 lance battery salvo into space

the avvenger fires a single 50 lance battery salvo into space

You might want to provide more information like what you are shooting at. We don't know if your gunners are drunk and shooting at pink elephants or if you are aimong at any of the two other warships, the damaged freighter, or even the two shuttles docked on the freighter.

they were targating in between the two other ships that werent imperium