NationStates Jolt Archive

it had beed 24 hours since the union hack had effectivly shut down the Republic forces and the Australian occupiers had now recoverd sufficiently to exact there retrabution a blow of this magnatude would not go unpunished. they couldn't prove who had did it but who needed proof when you controled 4/5ths of the world.

republic forces began withdrawting from Sydney Melbourne and Canberra to a distance of 100 miles as the fortatude receaved its red orders

Terran broadcast

yesterday the Republic was brutaly attacked by an organization exploiting certain gaps in the terran communications system. such attacks will not be tolerated and swiftly delt with.

such actions causing such chaos and disorder are an afrount to our unity and order and are week attempts agaist our strength, the republic only strives for the betterment of mankind through our leadership and the removal of such subversivis are the only way to acreave this end.

6 missiles burst through sea there primary rockets fireing as they becan there gracefull arc towards there targets of Sydney Melbourne and Canberra each with a 50 megatone nuclear warhead. while not large enough to cmpleatly erase the citys the dammage along with the nulear fall out would send a clear message that the Union was no more and there would suffer for there treasion. Hawthorne and his advisors had been placed under house arest as befited there station as they ostentionably awaited trial for crimes against the republic

Little did they know there sentance was on its way

((ooc: its also a good way to pissoff the rest of the world... i might controle the bulk of the worlds nuclear arsonal but the bulk of my army is still in australia. better hurry... i think after i solidify my hold on australia i'm going after the rest of asia))

Terran Trial Room

The dark room was illuminated by a single light from the ceiling and it shone on several tables surrounding a single person in a trial box. Occupying the seats were the Generals of Terran High Command themselves, or at least holographic presentations made to look real. High Command had to be in many places at once, and technology allowed them to do so when they needed to begin trials on anyone world wide.

Today was the beginning of the trial of the Union Representatives and they would determine the punishment appropriate for their crimes against the Republic. But in reality, it was a judgment of who was going to be executed, or sent into prison for however long they deemed necessary. Terran High Command was never easy on those it tried, but this was the effect when the military had a strong place in the government.

The leading holograph of Jefferson Crofton spoke, "High Command recognizes the beginning of the trial of New Zealand Representative (Insert name here)..."

((ooc: anyone else got any space colonys? need something to pase the time till Jacob finaly rescues star... and untill my missiles hit... i hate sitting around))

OOC: I don't know if anyone has any colonies, but I do have an idea that could possibly help Tong get some fresh air..... Or Colony air, whatever.

IC:

Space Colony Midgard

A whole day had passed since the Terrans had taken the twin space colonies of Scandinavia. But a mere day was not going to extinguish the will to fight against oppression.

As several Terran soldiers were patroling the streets, an explosion set fire to them. As the survivors spralwed out for cover, they heard a mob leader cry out in Norwegian, "You can take our homes, but you cannot take our pride!" At this, gunfire began between the Terran soldiers and the mob that had formed from the angry Scandinavians...

OOC: I don't know if anyone has any colonies, but I do have an idea that could possibly help Tong get some fresh air..... Or Colony air, whatever.

IC:

Space Colony Midgard

A whole day had passed since the Terrans had taken the twin space colonies of Scandinavia. But a mere day was not going to extinguish the will to fight against oppression.

As several Terran soldiers were patroling the streets, an explosion set fire to them. As the survivors spralwed out for cover, they heard a mob leader cry out in Norwegian, "You can take our homes, but you cannot take our pride!" At this, gunfire began between the Terran soldiers and the mob that had formed from the angry Scandinavians...

Tong had been patroling the streets in the Jade Panther 4 Military vihicles following behind each holding 6 marines and a roof mounted heavy assult gun suitable for anti-personel manovers. all the MS forces where devided in this fasion displaying the might of the republic in the Mobile suits with suficient personell to deal with most situations.

The jade pantehr was in warrier mode as quadraped mode would be to cumberson in these tight confines of the colony he had been walking down a street several blocks away when the explosion registered on his scanners. he halted and opened comms with the local detatchment.

"Captain Xiang to Leutenant Davis" tong had gotten the name from the data file on the detachment for this section.

there was an uncomfortable pause before someone answered "this is Corpral Yates" a shaky vioce answered "Lt davis is dead."

"what happened?"

the scandinavians detonated some sort of incendeary device Davis was standing right beside it" Corpral Yates was clearly shaken the explosion and the mob had shaken him "theyve also formed a mob and are chanting Anti Republic slogans"

"i'll be there in a moment" tong the switched comms to his men "uprising reported in sector 6155-A29 we are moving to supress" with those curst words tong began moving again the trucks forming up a marine manning each of the guns the rest checking there own personal weapons as they made there way to the sceen

((ooc: anyone else got any space colonys? need something to pase the time till Jacob finaly rescues star... and untill my missiles hit... i hate sitting around))

Terran Trial Room

The dark room was illuminated by a single light from the ceiling and it shone on several tables surrounding a single person in a trial box. Occupying the seats were the Generals of Terran High Command themselves, or at least holographic presentations made to look real. High Command had to be in many places at once, and technology allowed them to do so when they needed to begin trials on anyone world wide.

Today was the beginning of the trial of the Union Representatives and they would determine the punishment appropriate for their crimes against the Republic. But in reality, it was a judgment of who was going to be executed, or sent into prison for however long they deemed necessary. Terran High Command was never easy on those it tried, but this was the effect when the military had a strong place in the government.

The leading holograph of Jefferson Crofton spoke, "High Command recognizes the beginning of the trial of New Zealand Representative (Insert name here)..."

(OOC: Yeah I can always generate more resistance and whatnot... let me know if you need anything from me for the trials, too. Moving back to school tomorrow but I should be around for a bit.)

Tong had been patroling the streets in the Jade Panther 4 Military vihicles following behind each holding 6 marines and a roof mounted heavy assult gun suitable for anti-personel manovers. all the MS forces where devided in this fasion displaying the might of the republic in the Mobile suits with suficient personell to deal with most situations.

The jade pantehr was in warrier mode as quadraped mode would be to cumberson in these tight confines of the colony he had been walking down a street several blocks away when the explosion registered on his scanners. he halted and opened comms with the local detatchment.

"Captain Xiang to Leutenant Davis" tong had gotten the name from the data file on the detachment for this section.

there was an uncomfortable pause before someone answered "this is Corpral Yates" a shaky vioce answered "Lt davis is dead."

"what happened?"

the scandinavians detonated some sort of incendeary device Davis was standing right beside it" Corpral Yates was clearly shaken the explosion and the mob had shaken him "theyve also formed a mob and are chanting Anti Republic slogans"

"i'll be there in a moment" tong the switched comms to his men "uprising reported in sector 6155-A29 we are moving to supress" with those curst words tong began moving again the trucks forming up a marine manning each of the guns the rest checking there own personal weapons as they made there way to the sceen

"Eat lead Republic bastards!" A member of the Scandinavian mob yelled out in Swedish. The patrol was almost completely destroyed, and would likely have been if Tong and his men had not moved in. As the trucks came to meet the mob, the mobsters were soon to face the terror of turret weaponry.

As the turrets began to fire, several members of the mob ran into the alley ways. They popped out every now and then to fire at the turret gunners in hopes of taking them out. The fire fight was now becoming even more intense...

(OOC: Yeah I can always generate more resistance and whatnot... let me know if you need anything from me for the trials, too. Moving back to school tomorrow but I should be around for a bit.)

OOC: On a Saturday?

"Also Holland, Lunamaria, I have a surprise for you when I arrive, I'm sure you will like it" Waltfeld told them "Any way thats all, command out" Triner then added before the screen went blank "Well you three have duties to attend to" the base commander said to them "Yes, we do exuse us" Holland said before leaving, Luna and Diane followed close behind them. They left the base HQ and began there work, they would be heading out into combat soon.

As Jacob continued to watch the screen of his father, he heard a knock on his door. He went over to the door and opened it. The visitor was Jaron Crofton, who greeted, "Hello, Lt. Allblack said this is where the Crown Prince was staying, do you know where I could find him?"

Jacob answered, "I am Jacob Thorstein. May I ask who you are?"

Jaron would have taken a step back in shock seeing the Prince's appearance, but decided it would not have been a polite first meeting. He greeted, "Uh... Sir, I am Jaron Crofton. I was told that you were the pilot of what everybody's calling 'Terra' ".

Jacob confirmed, "Indeed I am. You may come in if you wish to discuss anything else."

Jaron nodded and came in. The two sat across from each other and Jaron began the conversation. He asked Jacob, "So how did you come across the Terra? I didn't know that such a Gundam existed."

Jacob told him, "Neither did I, I found it completely by accident actually..." He went on to tell Jaron how he found Terra in a secret base in Crete after the loss of his Viking unit. It was basically because of his theft of Terra he was forced to join the flight to the Oceanic Union with Rolf and Roland. What intrigued Jaron the most though, was how Jacob described the monsterous Gemini unit.

After the story, Jaron questioned, "This Gemini unit... What did it look like?"

Jacob explained, "It appeared to be a Gemini unit, but it had giant shoulder pads, four beam cannons, two for each arm, and it even seemed to be a bit taller even than the Gemini II model."

Jaron realized to himself, "There's only a handful of those in the Republic right now... At least that we normal soldiers are allowed to know about... Could it possbly be..."

Jacob asked him, "Is something wrong Jaron?"

Jaron looked up and shook his head saying, "Uh... No there isn't... But... Do you know anything special about the Terra or the other black Gundam?"

Jacob told him, "Well, I know as much about Terra as I do Hades actually. I only know it seems to respond to the pilot's thought of motion."

Jaron said, "I see. I heard some guy, I think his name was Mervin, he said there was supposed to be this power core that's impenetrable beacuse it's stored in a giant black box material container..." As Jaron explained this, he realized, "Oh wait! He told me to tell you to meet him in the Gundam hangar! He wan't to see if it still works or not."

Jacob nodded and said, "Then I should best get going and meet with him as soon as possible."

Jaron asked, "Uh, sure. But as soon as you've completed the test, do you think I could ask you some more stuff about Terra?"

Jacob answered, "I don't know how much more I could tell you, but I will try my best to answer your questions." Jacob and Jaron walked out and went to meet Mervin in the Gundam hangar...

"Incredible technology..." Mervin was mumbling as he keyed away at his console. Eventually, curiosity had gotten the better of him, too. He wasn't about to let Tom hack through the Terra's systems, but they could at least figure out how the thing worked... the black Gundam seemed to operate in a similar fashion, so this could give them the edge. Also, he was hoping to use some of the technology to throw together some kind of shielding for the Great White.

"So... I'm still not entirely sure what you're saying about the beam weapons on here," Nelson said, leaning against the Terra's foot. "You saw what these things do... they just materialize stuff out of nowhere."

"It certainly appears that way, yes," said Mervin. "Let me explain it again. What I think is going on here is that they've found a way to create more free-form plasma fields... you know how the beam saber is basically a plasma held together in a blade form, right? Same deal here. But instead of having separate equipment generating the fields, it's built right into the arms. So it can pop a shield up when it wants to, or form a sword or an energy ball with the hands... and a quick energy pulse shoots the ball out."

"Sounds like it's just a clever use of existing stuff, so could you slap that on my Gundam?" asked Nelson hopefully.

"Not that simple," replied Mervin. "I'd have to rebuild your unit's arms from scratch, then run all the connections through, and let's not forget, you'll need some sort of crazy power source to run it. These guys are generating fields at will."

"I guess I'll just need to fight cleverly, then," Nelson sighed.

"Well, hopefully we can unlock some of this thing's secrets," said Mervin. "As soon as its pilot gets here, we can run some tests on that black box reactor of his... with luck, we'll get something that clues us in as to what's inside. And if we're even luckier, we can use some of the field technology to protect the ship by leeching off the nuclear plants."

As Mervin and Nelson were investigating the Gundam, Jaron and Jacob were making their way to the hangar bay. Jacob could see several people working on Terra, likely hoping to learn more about what the mobile suit was capable of. As Jaron and Jacob walked down, Jaron told them, "I've managed to find Jacob."
Jacob greeted, "Hello Nelson, hello Mervin. You wanted to see me?"

Mervin looked up from what he was doing. "Ah, the warrior prince of Scandinavia, it's an honor." He gave a quick, polite bow. "We've all seen your father's speech, and we want to help make his will a reality. To do that, we have some work to do..." He gestured towards the Terra. "I expected much of the technology to be black box, but I didn't think there would literally BE one. We want to run some diagnostics and see if we can get any hints as to what's powering this thing, if it's all right with you. Just a few quick activation tests - fire it up, pull off some moves, generate a sword or something... different stresses on the powerplant which we'll monitor from here."

"He doesn't really know what he's looking for..." whispered Thomas, who was lurking nearby.

Mervin looked up from what he was doing. "Ah, the warrior prince of Scandinavia, it's an honor." He gave a quick, polite bow. "We've all seen your father's speech, and we want to help make his will a reality. To do that, we have some work to do..." He gestured towards the Terra. "I expected much of the technology to be black box, but I didn't think there would literally BE one. We want to run some diagnostics and see if we can get any hints as to what's powering this thing, if it's all right with you. Just a few quick activation tests - fire it up, pull off some moves, generate a sword or something... different stresses on the powerplant which we'll monitor from here."

"He doesn't really know what he's looking for..." whispered Thomas, who was lurking nearby.

Thankfully there were those who wished to help Scandinavia. He knew his father would definetly need help if Jacob wanted to see his father continue his rulership. Jacob nodded and said, "Very well then, I shall do so."

He climbed up to the Terra's cockpit enterance and placed his hand on the hand scanner. The voice spoke, "TERRAN TYPE ACCEPTED" and opened to allow Jacob in.

As Jacob sat in, the cockpit closed and Jacob placed his hands on the hand scanners. As the Terra activated, Jacob had the view of the mobile suit and made certain to avoid accidently crushing anyone. He told them, "I am ready for the testing. What should I do?"

Thankfully there were those who wished to help Scandinavia. He knew his father would definetly need help if Jacob wanted to see his father continue his rulership. Jacob nodded and said, "Very well then, I shall do so."

He climbed up to the Terra's cockpit enterance and placed his hand on the hand scanner. The voice spoke, "TERRAN TYPE ACCEPTED" and opened to allow Jacob in.

As Jacob sat in, the cockpit closed and Jacob placed his hands on the hand scanners. As the Terra activated, Jacob had the view of the mobile suit and made certain to avoid accidently crushing anyone. He told them, "I am ready for the testing. What should I do?"

"Just head up to the deck," replied Mervin. "You'll be free to launch at any time. Just fly around for a bit and then try forming some beams."

"And what is all this data going to tell us, anyway?" asked Tom. "You should just let me..."

"Hacking isn't the answer to every problem," Mervin said.

"You'd be surprised..." Tom responded.

"There are plenty of things to look for," Mervin explained. "First and foremost is the energy output. We can look at the output over time for spikes or continuities and known quantizations. We've also got equipment mounted to detect fast moving particles."

"You're making the assumption that stuff can escape from that box," Tom said with a smirk. "You still don't know what material that's made out of. How IS that analysis going, anyway?"

"It's not like we're properly equipped to be doing most of this, anyway, so a lot of the diagnostics are hacked toge...."

"A~HA!!"

"Shut up, you."

Jacob confirmed, "Very well then. I'm heading there now." The Terra moved away from the hangar area and made its way to the launch pad. Jacob pressed the button to activate the Terra's wings and fired out of the hangar. Jacob stayed as close to the Great White as he could and flew around the area. A few minutes later, Jacob had Terra form a blade from its hand and began striking in mid-air. It was good practice for Jacob, seeing he would soon be practicing with three other pilots as well...

Star had awoken sometime in the midle of the night she left the cave and found a somewhat secluded spot to releive herself. she was to well rested to go back to sleep. she started climbing up the rock face heading for a overhang a short distance up.

she didn't care if the hades saw her the worst it could do would be to pick her right off the wall threten her and put her back down and that game was old the moment it started. she knew the rules and the concequences but that didn't stop her because if he did kill her he would 1 loose a hostage and 2 make the Terra less likely to listen.

she finished her climb and sat on the edhe of the over hang and began running over the past couple weeks in her mind.. from being assigned to nordic command for winter testing of the Darkstar to all the events that had led to where she was now all of jacobs words now made that much more sence coupled with holands and the fall of the Union.

a single tear rolled down her cheak as she rememberd what it had taken to convince her that the republic was not all it clamed to be. it was strange no mater how hard she tried she couldn't think of anyone else who had ever done as much for her as jacob had and he was her enamy. him who had no cause to do a single thing for her had willingly defied ever millitary convention ascribedto the treatment of prisioners of war and had let her go with all her equipment repaired as well.

it was that that had gotten to her more than anything that was actualy said some one was nice to her for no reason she could see and in her mind it was that weeknedd that had gotten him killed if he wasn't to worried about everyone else it would have been victor lying at the bottom of the med and not jacob... victor... next time she met him he would die to... he would pay for jacobs death...

the sun slowly began to rise as star continued to ponder these things bringing a new day and another round of the game of "HA! you can't kill me you JackAss." she started up the clif face again time for the mornings agitation of the hades

the sun slowly began to rise as star continued to ponder these things bringing a new day and another round of the game of "HA! you can't kill me you JackAss." she started up the clif face again time for the mornings agitation of the hades

Seeing Hades come to life was like seeing a statue all of a sudden animate. It watched over its captives as still as a rock and still had the potential to impose fear in those who saw it. It's single movement of moving its head showed that it was now watching Star. If she made any attempt to escape from the area, it would be ready to show Star what it could do...

Jacob confirmed, "Very well then. I'm heading there now." The Terra moved away from the hangar area and made its way to the launch pad. Jacob pressed the button to activate the Terra's wings and fired out of the hangar. Jacob stayed as close to the Great White as he could and flew around the area. A few minutes later, Jacob had Terra form a blade from its hand and began striking in mid-air. It was good practice for Jacob, seeing he would soon be practicing with three other pilots as well...

"Looking good, Prince Jacob," radioed Mervin. They were taking in a lot of data just measuring the powerplant's output, but as Tom had suspected, they weren't getting anything useful on any of the other readouts. Either there was nothing, or they really weren't able to peek inside and get a look at its constituent... well... anything.

"See anything yet?" asked Tom.

"Nothing terribly revealing," replied Mervin. "The output is fairly steady, and there are jumps when he activates the saber or the shield, spikes for his energy balls."

"Then... you're learning what, exactly?"

"Well, the magnitude of the output is definitely in the nuclear realm, and the energy jumps appear to be steppish. So normally, I would say that we just need to check known reactions that might produce this output, and we're done. But there are some major problems - one, how do you get the fuel inside, and two, why are there no particles flying out of the container."

"I told you, man, this material might be some crazy thing that absorbs it all."

"Doesn't help me with number one."

"Self-sustaining?"

"Indefinitely?"

"You're making far too many assumptions about what is and isn't possible." Tom wiggled his fingers cinematically. "Maybe it's spooooooky alien technology!"

"Give me a break," Mervin sighed. "We just need some time to sort it out." He got back on the radio. "That's good for now, Prince Jacob, you can come back at any time."

Seeing Hades come to life was like seeing a statue all of a sudden animate. It watched over its captives as still as a rock and still had the potential to impose fear in those who saw it. It's single movement of moving its head showed that it was now watching Star. If she made any attempt to escape from the area, it would be ready to show Star what it could do...

Laku had finally managed to fall asleep inside the cave. The light from outside had nudged her awake. Star wasn't around. Laku heard her voice outside accosting the black Gundam... she didn't know when to quit! Laku didn't feel like getting up... her muscles ached from yesterday, and she hadn't eaten anything except the energy bar. Her emergency pack had more filling options, but not much, and she'd put herself on a strict ration. She opted for a quick swig of water before rolling over and trying to fall back asleep.

After flying around for a bit, Jacob was now able to return to the Great White's hangar. He dispersed the blade and began flying towards the hangar enterance. As he got there, Jacob safely landed in the same spot where the Terra was located. Placing his hands on the scanners again, the Terra began to power down and the cockpit opened. Jacob managed to get on his two feet and walk himself, though he still felt oddly dizzy from the piloting. Thankfully, he would no longer be unconcious for extended periods, that would have been worse.

After flying around for a bit, Jacob was now able to return to the Great White's hangar. He dispersed the blade and began flying towards the hangar enterance. As he got there, Jacob safely landed in the same spot where the Terra was located. Placing his hands on the scanners again, the Terra began to power down and the cockpit opened. Jacob managed to get on his two feet and walk himself, though he still felt oddly dizzy from the piloting. Thankfully, he would no longer be unconcious for extended periods, that would have been worse.

"Whoa, you okay there?" Mervin ran over to Jacob as he disembarked.

"His Gundam uses a computer system like ours," Nelson said, "if that helps."

"It does," Mervin said, offering to help Jacob straighten himself out. "My guess is that your mind is buckling under the strain of the system while you get accustomed to using it... Nelson's been going through the same process. In that case, I'd actually like to get some brain scans if that's all right."

"Whoa, you okay there?" Mervin ran over to Jacob as he disembarked.

"His Gundam uses a computer system like ours," Nelson said, "if that helps."

"It does," Mervin said, offering to help Jacob straighten himself out. "My guess is that your mind is buckling under the strain of the system while you get accustomed to using it... Nelson's been going through the same process. In that case, I'd actually like to get some brain scans if that's all right."

Jacob, still a little hazy from the piloting, answered, "Certainly. I shall cooperate however necessary." Jacob continued to use Mervin for minor leg support, but he would be able to move around again once the effects of the Terra wore off.

As Jaron saw Jacob climb out of the Terra's cockpit, he saw Jacob come out dizzy and barely able to move. He heard Nelson say that the Terra used a similar computer system. He asked Mervin, "What kind of computer system causes people to get tired out like that?"

"Eat lead Republic bastards!" A member of the Scandinavian mob yelled out in Swedish. The patrol was almost completely destroyed, and would likely have been if Tong and his men had not moved in. As the trucks came to meet the mob, the mobsters were soon to face the terror of turret weaponry.

As the turrets began to fire, several members of the mob ran into the alley ways. They popped out every now and then to fire at the turret gunners in hopes of taking them out. The fire fight was now becoming even more intense...

"you can either surender here and now or..." tong drew his beam rifle a singularily frightening moove for people on the ground "face what you started."

meen while the gunners continued there supressive fire as the other 20 marines piled out of the trucks and began progressing down the streets using what ever was available as cover.

Seeing Hades come to life was like seeing a statue all of a sudden animate. It watched over its captives as still as a rock and still had the potential to impose fear in those who saw it. It's single movement of moving its head showed that it was now watching Star. If she made any attempt to escape from the area, it would be ready to show Star what it could do...

star saw the hades finaly move. she loved getting reactions out of people it helped her understand them and finde there weekness... jacob had never done that never reacted to anything she had done or said to him and this ass was only slightly beter considering he didn't want her to leave

she had almost neared the top of the cliff just afew more meters and she'd be there and able to see what was beyond it

As the Scandinavian mob saw the Jade Panther point its gun at their location, their options were weighed down. One asked, "What can we do? We do not have anything that could possibly destroy that thing."
Another one quesitoned, "Do you think we'll be spared if we surrender?"
The leading mobster said, "You think the Republic cares about its prisoners? We're dead either way!"
One woman asked, "Then what do we do about the Gundam?"
The leader answered, "We'll fire at the soldiers and make a run from it. We'll regroup at the nearest town square." The Scandinavians agreed and began their strategy...

At the right side of the Jade Panther was a building, and at level with the Jade Panther's head, was one of it's top floors. On that floor, were several teenage Scandinavians whoe thought they had a chance at damaging the mobile suit. One asked, "Frej, move the bricks over here!"
Frej was the boy pushing a trolley had one full of bricks that they were going to use to throw at the Jade Panther. He questioned, "Here they are. But do you really think these things can do anything to harm that thing?"
The leading boy assured, "If we aim right, we can take out its camera. We have to give my father and the others a fighting chance."
Frej accepted, "Alright... If you say so..."
As soon as the last statement was made, the teenage boys began throwing bricks at the Jade Panther's head in hopes of hitting the eyes...

Sydney Melborne and Canberra erupted in several massive fire balls as the missiles found there targets instantly killing millions as the blast wave spread and the fire balls rose the republic would not stand for the kind of insults the Union had caused first by there "refferendum" and then by the suspected hack.

there was no proof the union where responcable but haveing it happen that close to the fall of the union was to much of a coinsidence so the union would be there scape goat in the mater untill there could bee some sort of proof found.

there terran millitary would be remaining in a defencive pose for the next week as the compleat refit and OS upgrades where compleated and the factorys in chine and across the globe where worked overtime to make up the losses with the production of G-2's aries Sagitarius and aquarius units. the lunar bases and the orbiting ship yards would maintain there curent production rates of Leo's and ships as well as the TR-x1004 the Terran version of a pack capable Gundam and with everything else Terran it to would be over the top but it was still 2 weeks away from active service the x1003 and 05 haveing been compleated ahead of shedual as President sages orders but the 04 was still on its way.

((ooc: the fact that the 04 was missing was bugging me... so problem solved. not that i expect it to ever see battle))

star saw the hades finaly move. she loved getting reactions out of people it helped her understand them and finde there weekness... jacob had never done that never reacted to anything she had done or said to him and this ass was only slightly beter considering he didn't want her to leave

she had almost neared the top of the cliff just afew more meters and she'd be there and able to see what was beyond it

Hades had to ensure that Star would not do anything to leave. Trying to leave the area would be assuring her death and disdain from Terra. If she did anything to try and escape though, a blast knocking her softly to the bottom would be able to do it. If she were to get a glimpse beyond the terrain though, she would see nothing but desert and mountains. Only fools would dare to try and make their way across, and despite Star's minor annoyance, she was not to be considered a fool...

As the Scandinavian mob saw the Jade Panther point its gun at their location, their options were weighed down. One asked, "What can we do? We do not have anything that could possibly destroy that thing."
Another one quesitoned, "Do you think we'll be spared if we surrender?"
The leading mobster said, "You think the Republic cares about its prisoners? We're dead either way!"
One woman asked, "Then what do we do about the Gundam?"
The leader answered, "We'll fire at the soldiers and make a run from it. We'll regroup at the nearest town square." The Scandinavians agreed and began their strategy...

At the right side of the Jade Panther was a building, and at level with the Jade Panther's head, was one of it's top floors. On that floor, were several teenage Scandinavians whoe thought they had a chance at damaging the mobile suit. One asked, "Frej, move the bricks over here!"
Frej was the boy pushing a trolley had one full of bricks that they were going to use to throw at the Jade Panther. He questioned, "Here they are. But do you really think these things can do anything to harm that thing?"
The leading boy assured, "If we aim right, we can take out its camera. We have to give my father and the others a fighting chance."
Frej accepted, "Alright... If you say so..."
As soon as the last statement was made, the teenage boys began throwing bricks at the Jade Panther's head in hopes of hitting the eyes...

the bricks began bouncing off the Jade Panthers head sencers registering the impacts... trajectory... oragin... Slam... the panthers fist slamed into the building destroying the area where the bricks where coming from and savearly damaging the surounding areas rubble raining down as he removed his fist "your choise has been noted"

tong began fireing at the rebals locations the shots blasting masive holes in the buildings and roads "you insist on bringing chaos to order, division to unity, you defy our leadership, and you think that gives you the right to shame us when we are forced by your actions to use our strength" tongs voice was its usual cal and measured tone wich was so out of characture for the destruction the panther was raining down it made what he was saying all the more intimidating because it made him sound as though he wasn't even straining wich of course her wasn't it was simple target practice after all

Sydney Melborne and Canberra erupted in several massive fire balls as the missiles found there targets instantly killing millions as the blast wave spread and the fire balls rose the republic would not stand for the kind of insults the Union had caused first by there "refferendum" and then by the suspected hack.

there was no proof the union where responcable but haveing it happen that close to the fall of the union was to much of a coinsidence so the union would be there scape goat in the mater untill there could bee some sort of proof found.

there terran millitary would be remaining in a defencive pose for the next week as the compleat refit and OS upgrades where compleated and the factorys in chine and across the globe where worked overtime to make up the losses with the production of G-2's aries Sagitarius and aquarius units. the lunar bases and the orbiting ship yards would maintain there curent production rates of Leo's and ships as well as the TR-x1004 the Terran version of a pack capable Gundam and with everything else Terran it to would be over the top but it was still 2 weeks away from active service the x1003 and 05 haveing been compleated ahead of shedual as President sages orders but the 04 was still on its way.

((ooc: the fact that the 04 was missing was bugging me... so problem solved. not that i expect it to ever see battle))

OOC: I have an idea of a role for what the TR-X1004 can play, but we'll see how it plays out. Anyway, I think I should shed some light on another character we all love...

IC:

Tel Aviv Mobile Suit Base

"So I shall be returning to Egypt to to put down any further resistance?" the man asked a hologram of General Jefferson Crofton.

The hologram answered, "Yes, though Greece was lost, you have proven yourself as a competent pilot and good leader. I am certain that on your own, you will be able to drive the Twilight Phoenix out of Egypt. If you proove yourself in this mission, we may consider your promotion."

The man grinned and said, "I shall accept this peace-keeping mission should you allow me one favor General."

The General asked, "What is it?"

The man explained, "At least allow me the pleasure of killing any female pilots with my bare hands. I would love nothing more than to show my patriotism for this Republic than with the execution of not simply a traitor, but one who truly ruined the chances of taking back the Suez."

General Crofton gave a small smile and nodded saying, "I shall see if High Command will allow this. I hope to see the best from you Victor."

Victor Crofton replied, "I'll make sure that Suez is put in line General. I will not fail you."

General Crofton closed the conversation saying, "Very good. I expect you to be ready to leave as soon as the President issues the mission. Hopefully this mission will proove to be a success." The hologram dissapated and Victor left to head for the mobile suit hangar.

It was only a matter of time before Victor would join the army in driving out the Twilight Phoenix from the face of the Earth. The only dissapointment was that he would have to wait for the mission to begin...

Hades had to ensure that Star would not do anything to leave. Trying to leave the area would be assuring her death and disdain from Terra. If she did anything to try and escape though, a blast knocking her softly to the bottom would be able to do it. If she were to get a glimpse beyond the terrain though, she would see nothing but desert and mountains. Only fools would dare to try and make their way across, and despite Star's minor annoyance, she was not to be considered a fool...

Star pulled herself over the edge and stood looking around there was nothing but ruged desert as far as she could see and the remains of the attacking force an idea suddenly struck her someone used to attacking in the desert would surly have better rations ther what she and laku had she started off towards the remains if the Hades wanted to stop her fine... she'd just enlist Lakus help either way she was going to have a look

OOC: I have an idea of a role for what the TR-X1004 can play, but we'll see how it plays out...

((ooc: idea's are good and like i said.. its 2 weeks from completion so lots of time.. who knows this whole thing might be over by then))

the bricks began bouncing off the Jade Panthers head sencers registering the impacts... trajectory... oragin... Slam... the panthers fist slamed into the building destroying the area where the bricks where coming from and savearly damaging the surounding areas rubble raining down as he removed his fist "your choise has been noted"

tong began fireing at the rebals locations the shots blasting masive holes in the buildings and roads "you insist on bringing chaos to order, division to unity, you defy our leadership, and you think that gives you the right to shame us when we are forced by your actions to use our strength" tongs voice was its usual cal and measured tone wich was so out of characture for the destruction the panther was raining down it made what he was saying all the more intimidating because it made him sound as though he wasn't even straining wich of course her wasn't it was simple target practice after all

The Jade Panther's destruction brought a great deal of chaos to the Scandinavian people in the area, for those who were not involved and those who were not. Despite this, the mob was still running through the public areas in hopes of finding some kind of shelter. and regroup to...

"LOOK OUT!!!" The leading teenage boy yelled. The Jade Panther's fist came in and leveled the building's floors up. As the fist pulled out, the boy known as Frej pulled himself out of some rubble and looked around for his friends.

It appeared as if he were all alone and began to yell out, "Everyone! Where are you?!".

At the bottom of the building, the teenage boys whoe sought to face the Jade Panther came falling down. The leading mobster was leading the mob to ward them away from the Jade Panther's rampage. But when he noticed the teenage boys falling, he noticed a familiar one... "Joakim!!!"

He ran over to the place where the boys were falling, but was slowed down by the crowd. He only arrived too late to see the boys crumpled next to one another bleeding to their deaths. The mob leader ran over to his son and said, "Joakim! My son! Don't die now!"

The young boy the mob leader knew as Joakim said, "F... Father... I... I wanted to... help... somehow..." as he muttered his last words. The boy then coughed up blood and his eyes were sealed shut. It was a tragic sight to see, a son dieing in the arms of his father, but no one would be there to pity either of them. He kept his son in his arms and began to run towards the mob while holding back as many tears as he could from his eyes of his loss...

"Whats the latest coming in to us?" Holland asked one of there intelligence guys "Things are not looking good, if we dont see a major republic defeat soon we are in trouble" the woman told Holland. Holland did not want to hear that, they needed something big to happen and soon to throw the republic off.

As Jaron saw Jacob climb out of the Terra's cockpit, he saw Jacob come out dizzy and barely able to move. He heard Nelson say that the Terra used a similar computer system. He asked Mervin, "What kind of computer system causes people to get tired out like that?"

"I don't know how similar the Terra's is to Rangipapa's," he said. "The system we developed essentially turns the machine's onboard AI and the pilot's brain into a parallel computer. The AI feeds combat data to the pilot, and the pilot reacts accordingly. The strain comes from the pilot's brain attempting to stay in charge - the pilot can gather input that the machine cannot and contribute additional processing, and issue the final command.

"If Terra is actually responding to the pilot's thoughts, then number of commands that the pilot can issue in any given period of time could easily dwarf the number issued by a pilot using traditional mechanical controls. A lot of those might even be issued subconsciously, depending on the type of feedback. Plenty of those factors could contribute to the strain, although I can't be sure...

"We'll sort over this data for now and give the Prince time to recover. I would love to arrange a mock battle between you and Nelson and get some more data and scans... but don't push yourself too hard for now."

Admiral Hall's flagship had met no resistance as he sailed into the Aegean, nor did the rest of the fleet report any strange maneuvers from Terran territory to the east. By Suez's reckoning, Greece was firmly in the hands of Scandinavian and Confederation forces. Hall had them lock onto one of the warships in the harbor and have them hailed. "Occupational forces, this is Admiral Winston Hall of the Oceanic Union Successor Fleet. Permission to come aboard!"

The ship that the Oceanic Union signal was sent to was the flagship of the Confederation fleet, the Consier.

"Oceanic Union fleet, this is Admiral Hans J. Lockert, premission to board granted."

"I don't know how similar the Terra's is to Rangipapa's," he said. "The system we developed essentially turns the machine's onboard AI and the pilot's brain into a parallel computer. The AI feeds combat data to the pilot, and the pilot reacts accordingly. The strain comes from the pilot's brain attempting to stay in charge - the pilot can gather input that the machine cannot and contribute additional processing, and issue the final command.

"If Terra is actually responding to the pilot's thoughts, then number of commands that the pilot can issue in any given period of time could easily dwarf the number issued by a pilot using traditional mechanical controls. A lot of those might even be issued subconsciously, depending on the type of feedback. Plenty of those factors could contribute to the strain, although I can't be sure...

"We'll sort over this data for now and give the Prince time to recover. I would love to arrange a mock battle between you and Nelson and get some more data and scans... but don't push yourself too hard for now."

As Jacob listened in on what Mervin had to say, he answered, "Certainly. I will enter again once I am fully capable. It shouldn't be too long though..." He was helped back to his room where he could get some rest from the test. If anything, Jacob would most likely be back in fighting condition in a few hours.

Admiral Hall's flagship had met no resistance as he sailed into the Aegean, nor did the rest of the fleet report any strange maneuvers from Terran territory to the east. By Suez's reckoning, Greece was firmly in the hands of Scandinavian and Confederation forces. Hall had them lock onto one of the warships in the harbor and have them hailed. "Occupational forces, this is Admiral Winston Hall of the Oceanic Union Successor Fleet. Permission to come aboard!"

The Scandinavian fleet was alongside the Confederation fleet as they saw the Oceanic Union enter. The Scandinavian fleet was a smaller in number, considering it was so far away from home and that naval ships were being deemed more obslete by the Scandinavian military. The numbers were more than enough though to serve its purpose as helping the Confederation occupy the Aegean waters.
As soon as the Admiral received the signal from the Union and the Confederation, he informed his fellow ships, "Attention all units, this is Admiral Nazario Firuz speaking. The Oceanic Union fleet has arrived in the Aegean waters. Allow them to board and help in any way possible."

"hey Holland what is the ultimate objective of this new operation?" Diane asked him with a puzzled look on her face. Holland looked over at her as she was walking "Theres a large open pit mine under republic control, if we can take the mining base it will be able to provide the raw materials we need with enough extra to export to our allies" Holland told her as he turned on a crane raising a catwalk to the right position in the hanger.

The ship that the Oceanic Union signal was sent to was the flagship of the Confederation fleet, the Consier.

"Oceanic Union fleet, this is Admiral Hans J. Lockert, premission to board granted."


The Scandinavian fleet was alongside the Confederation fleet as they saw the Oceanic Union enter. The Scandinavian fleet was a smaller in number, considering it was so far away from home and that naval ships were being deemed more obslete by the Scandinavian military. The numbers were more than enough though to serve its purpose as helping the Confederation occupy the Aegean waters.
As soon as the Admiral received the signal from the Union and the Confederation, he informed his fellow ships, "Attention all units, this is Admiral Nazario Firuz speaking. The Oceanic Union fleet has arrived in the Aegean waters. Allow them to board and help in any way possible."

Within minutes, Hall and his aides were onboard a helicopter en route to the Consier. As the fleets intermingled, Hall noted the varying quality of the ships present. 'Looks like the Scandinavians have been hard-pressed to carry out this operation, and yet they made the effort anyway... incredible what they've been able to accomplish with those old ships!' The Confederation fleet looked more modern, and Hall figured it was a good trade-off: Scandinavian mobile suits, no doubt the occupying power on the mainland, were top of the line. He hadn't checked the military factbook lately, so he wasn't sure what suits were being operated by the various Confederate nations.

Hall and his aides saluted the Confederation and Scandinavian officials awaiting his arrival on the Consier. "Your brave struggle to return Greece to friendly hands gives hope to the world," he said. "I am sorry to bring you the news that the Union government has fallen, and this fleet represents the only allied force from the South Pacific. We bring with us three thousand mobile suits and a battle-hardened surface fleet. With Terran eyes focused elsewhere, we may be able to make a difference yet."

Within minutes, Hall and his aides were onboard a helicopter en route to the Consier. As the fleets intermingled, Hall noted the varying quality of the ships present. 'Looks like the Scandinavians have been hard-pressed to carry out this operation, and yet they made the effort anyway... incredible what they've been able to accomplish with those old ships!' The Confederation fleet looked more modern, and Hall figured it was a good trade-off: Scandinavian mobile suits, no doubt the occupying power on the mainland, were top of the line. He hadn't checked the military factbook lately, so he wasn't sure what suits were being operated by the various Confederate nations.

Hall and his aides saluted the Confederation and Scandinavian officials awaiting his arrival on the Consier. "Your brave struggle to return Greece to friendly hands gives hope to the world," he said. "I am sorry to bring you the news that the Union government has fallen, and this fleet represents the only allied force from the South Pacific. We bring with us three thousand mobile suits and a battle-hardened surface fleet. With Terran eyes focused elsewhere, we may be able to make a difference yet."

As Admiral Firuz listened to Hall's report, he assured him, "We can only hope that will be so Mr. Hall. It is unfortunate to hear that you nation has fallen to the Republic. But if we gather our strength, we may stand more than a chance against their forces." Three thousand mobile suits and a powerful navy were a great addition to the cause for freedom. The nations were now joining together to fight against the Republic, but the Admiral was still left wondering, "Who will announce our alliance as a true gathering? Will we all unite into a single force by the will of another person?"...

The Jade Panther's destruction brought a great deal of chaos to the Scandinavian people in the area, for those who were not involved and those who were not. Despite this, the mob was still running through the public areas in hopes of finding some kind of shelter. and regroup to...

"LOOK OUT!!!" The leading teenage boy yelled. The Jade Panther's fist came in and leveled the building's floors up. As the fist pulled out, the boy known as Frej pulled himself out of some rubble and looked around for his friends.

It appeared as if he were all alone and began to yell out, "Everyone! Where are you?!".

At the bottom of the building, the teenage boys whoe sought to face the Jade Panther came falling down. The leading mobster was leading the mob to ward them away from the Jade Panther's rampage. But when he noticed the teenage boys falling, he noticed a familiar one... "Joakim!!!"

He ran over to the place where the boys were falling, but was slowed down by the crowd. He only arrived too late to see the boys crumpled next to one another bleeding to their deaths. The mob leader ran over to his son and said, "Joakim! My son! Don't die now!"

The young boy the mob leader knew as Joakim said, "F... Father... I... I wanted to... help... somehow..." as he muttered his last words. The boy then coughed up blood and his eyes were sealed shut. It was a tragic sight to see, a son dieing in the arms of his father, but no one would be there to pity either of them. He kept his son in his arms and began to run towards the mob while holding back as many tears as he could from his eyes of his loss...

the hunt was on as panicked citizens fled from before the might of the jade panther he ban targeting blastes to creat walls of rubble to close them in sencless killing wasn't in tongs definition of honour he would rather they surender

"there deaths are on your hands. your defiance of our leadership will only bring about a show of our strength." tongs tone was still calm he would do what was necicary to maintain order "turn yourselvs in, accept our unity and let this sencless violence end before more lives are lost."

the marines moved in an attempt to corner them between them and the rubble being created by the panther... it would be surender or slaughter eitherway theise people freedom was at an end due to there defiance of the republic

the hunt was on as panicked citizens fled from before the might of the jade panther he ban targeting blastes to creat walls of rubble to close them in sencless killing wasn't in tongs definition of honour he would rather they surender

"there deaths are on your hands. your defiance of our leadership will only bring about a show of our strength." tongs tone was still calm he would do what was necicary to maintain order "turn yourselvs in, accept our unity and let this sencless violence end before more lives are lost."

the marines moved in an attempt to corner them between them and the rubble being created by the panther... it would be surender or slaughter eitherway theise people freedom was at an end due to there defiance of the republic

The Scandinavians were trapped. There was no where to run, with rubble surrounding them on both sides, the Jade Panther following closely behind, and the Republic marines prepared to fire should worse come to worse. They all, without consent of any leadership, dropped whatever they had as weapons and knelt down on the ground...

All would have gone smoothly, if the Marine Captain Mansel Hyram had not issued a new order. He paid attention to the problems the Scandinavians were causing, and decided they did not deserve mercy. He opened a link to the marines and ordered, "Attention all men, open fire on the prisoners. Do not let any of them survive."
A Sargent on the other line questioned, "Open fire? Sir, they're prisoners, shouldn't we report them to-"
Mansel interrupted, "That's an order Sargent. I want their deaths to serve as a reminder of what happens when people defy the Republic." He offered no more time to argue, and shut off the link with them.

"Men, the Captain wants us to open fire! Do so now!" As the commanders of the Marine divisions heard this, the soldiers began to fire on the defensless Scandinavians. Not one of them was left breathing....

Casualties so far:
19 Terran Marines
109 Scandinavian mobsters
12 Bystanders

The hades hadn't moved as she made her way out to the wrecks of the atticking units the sun continuing to rise heating up the desert from the nughts chill star regretting the absence of her canteen the units being slightly farther than they looked.

he hopes began to fade slightly as the saw the extent of the dammage the hades had inflicted hse climbed onto the mangled chest cavity of a units and opened the cockpit... the sight was horrifying something in the cockpit had exploded mangling the courpse of the pilot blood and gore covering everything.

she climbed in anyway the mess was mostly dry after sitting for almost a day so it wouldn't stick to her and she began looking for the pulots emergency pack hopeing it would be undamaged and salvageable

The Scandinavians were trapped. There was no where to run, with rubble surrounding them on both sides, the Jade Panther following closely behind, and the Republic marines prepared to fire should worse come to worse. They all, without consent of any leadership, dropped whatever they had as weapons and knelt down on the ground...

All would have gone smoothly, if the Marine Captain Mansel Hyram had not issued a new order. He paid attention to the problems the Scandinavians were causing, and decided they did not deserve mercy. He opened a link to the marines and ordered, "Attention all men, open fire on the prisoners. Do not let any of them survive."
A Sargent on the other line questioned, "Open fire? Sir, they're prisoners, shouldn't we report them to-"
Mansel interrupted, "That's an order Sargent. I want their deaths to serve as a reminder of what happens when people defy the Republic." He offered no more time to argue, and shut off the link with them.

"Men, the Captain wants us to open fire! Do so now!" As the commanders of the Marine divisions heard this, the soldiers began to fire on the defensless Scandinavians. Not one of them was left breathing....

Casualties so far:
19 Terran Marines
109 Scandinavian mobsters
12 Bystanders

tong marched into the comand center after returning from patrol he had changed out of his flight suit and was wearing his uniform his cap tucked under his left arm as was proper for indoors he saluted senior officers and returned saluts from junior officers and enlisted men and women as he made his way to section command and the major incharge of his assigned patrol area.

"i would like to speak with Major Friedrick" don't told the aid stationed outside

"i'll see if he's busy" there was a pause as the aid paged the major and checked see if he would receive him... "you may go in the major will see you"

tong entered the small office and aproached the desk "Sir." tong saluted the major "Permision to speak freely"

tong marched into the comand center after returning from patrol he had changed out of his flight suit and was wearing his uniform his cap tucked under his left arm as was proper for indoors he saluted senior officers and returned saluts from junior officers and enlisted men and women as he made his way to section command and the major incharge of his assigned patrol area.

"i would like to speak with Major Friedrick" don't told the aid stationed outside

"i'll see if he's busy" there was a pause as the aid paged the major and checked see if he would receive him... "you may go in the major will see you"

tong entered the small office and aproached the desk "Sir." tong saluted the major "Permision to speak freely"

As Major Friedrick worked on his paperwork, he looked up to see Captain Xiang enter his office. He returned the salute and answered, "Permission granted Mr. Xiang. How may I help you?"

Terran operatives had been watching the loading and unloading of the great white idle chat with crewmenbers and given them the name of the ship and its alegence there cover as dock workers and citizens sympathectic to the anti republic movement had alowed them to eazly befriend acouple of the lower people on the command chain afew well placed drinks lostening acouple tounges

after reporting to command there where charged with trying to gen as many operatives onbouard as they could... the republic was reassemblind its atlantic fleats in preperation for the final fall of europe and the federation

James sat in the dock side bar waiting for his contact from the union ship... he was going to try and see if his contact to get him and his "friends" onboard to track the vessal and if the opertunity presented its self sabotage the ship

As Major Friedrick worked on his paperwork, he looked up to see Captain Xiang enter his office. He returned the salute and answered, "Permission granted Mr. Xiang. How may I help you?"

"i would like to know who gave the autherization for captain Hyram over-ride my command of the situation". tong was his usual outward calm but inside he was seithing the situation had been undercontrole there deaths where pointless they had surendered there was no honour in what had happened

"i would like to know who gave the autherization for captain Hyram over-ride my command of the situation". tong was his usual outward calm but inside he was seithing the situation had been undercontrole there deaths where pointless they had surendered there was no honour in what had happened

"If you are referring to the execution of the mob, that would be me Mr. Xiang." Major Friedrick admitted. He continued, "They would have expanded into further areas, and got more influence. Information about their imprisonment would have inevitably leaked out and led to breakout attempts, so we were moved to use force."

He took out his computer mail reciever and displayed a hologram of the message Sage Administration officials had sent him. He informed Tong, "The President himself has personally asked me to keep the populace under control using whatever means necessary. If it means the killing of many people, then so be it. If anything, we actually stopped more killings from occuring today."...

"If you are referring to the execution of the mob, that would be me Mr. Xiang." Major Friedrick admitted. He continued, "They would have expanded into further areas, and got more influence. Information about their imprisonment would have inevitably leaked out and led to breakout attempts, so we were moved to use force."

He took out his computer mail reciever and displayed a hologram of the message Sage Administration officials had sent him. He informed Tong, "The President himself has personally asked me to keep the populace under control using whatever means necessary. If it means the killing of many people, then so be it. If anything, we actually stopped more killings from occuring today."...

tong couldn't dissagree with his reasoning the scandinaviens had proven quite agressive in there resistance to there new alegence over all casualties numbering in the thousands but there was no honour in killing defencless civiliens who had surendered "i understand sir." tong was not about to dishonour himself buy disobeying or disagreeing with his superiours. his honour was still intact it wasn't him who had given the order after all he was more upset that his command had been over riden

"with respect sir. it is of no detremental to the trust of the men under my command to have someone else countermand my decisions... i would apreciate if such new order where to go through me rather than someone else when it comes to the command of my men. how are they to gain trust and respect of my command decisions else wise?"

tong couldn't dissagree with his reasoning the scandinaviens had proven quite agressive in there resistance to there new alegence over all casualties numbering in the thousands but there was no honour in killing defencless civiliens who had surendered "i understand sir." tong was not about to dishonour himself buy disobeying or disagreeing with his superiours. his honour was still intact it wasn't him who had given the order after all he was more upset that his command had been over riden

"with respect sir. it is of no detremental to the trust of the men under my command to have someone else countermand my decisions... i would apreciate if such new order where to go through me rather than someone else when it comes to the command of my men. how are they to gain trust and respect of my command decisions else wise?"

Friedrick was in command of the Terran forces in the Scandinavian colony, but he was also instructed to ensure that Beta Terrans were treated as respectfully as possible. If Xiang were any other soldier, Friedrick would have simply told him to accept the orders from his superiors, be they recieved personally or not. "Of course the President always has to pick Betas as his favorite..." The Major thought to himself. He answered Tong, "Very well, I shall be certain of doing so in the future Mr. Xiang."

"Well after that we are going to swing east and begin operations in asia correct?" Diane asked him as she continued to work "Yes thats exactly it though we will probably do a mass invasion with our allies when that happens, for now lets get at the tast and hand, finishing off this hanger" Holland told her as he picked up a welding torch and heading up to the catwalks.

Sydney Melborne and Canberra erupted in several massive fire balls as the missiles found there targets instantly killing millions as the blast wave spread and the fire balls rose the republic would not stand for the kind of insults the Union had caused first by there "refferendum" and then by the suspected hack.

The Great White continued to sail unimpeded over clear seas. They would round the Arabian Peninsula soon and enter the Persian Gulf. Since Terrans still controlled the Peninsula, they planned on purposely sailing closer to the Iranian coast... sure, that might prompt a military response from Tehran, but since they, too, were against the Terrans, they might be able to work out a deal.

There was a sudden commotion from the satellite surveillance crew. They'd pulled some disturbing data off of the Terran network thanks in part to Daly's diligent efforts.

"What do you mean Sydney's gone?!" asked Simms when he received word on the bridge. The rest of his crew went silent. His eyes grew wide. "The whole east coast? .... You don't know?! Your job is to know!! .... Just confirm it!!" He slammed the phone down on his console. He was sweating uncomfortably. They finally went ahead and did it... We're out of time. Hall has to convince them to launch 'Thundering Herd' before it's too late!!

As Admiral Firuz listened to Hall's report, he assured him, "We can only hope that will be so Mr. Hall. It is unfortunate to hear that you nation has fallen to the Republic. But if we gather our strength, we may stand more than a chance against their forces." Three thousand mobile suits and a powerful navy were a great addition to the cause for freedom. The nations were now joining together to fight against the Republic, but the Admiral was still left wondering, "Who will announce our alliance as a true gathering? Will we all unite into a single force by the will of another person?"...

"Real as that chance may be, we're short on time," said Hall. "I'm sure they'll be able to regroup their forces within the next few days. The threat from the Atlantic remains real, and if the French have turned against us... We need to achieve a significant victory in Europe and get arms production into full force. We have a plan that could possibly achieve these objectives... it is incredibly risky and will require rapid movement, coordinated maneuvers, and concentrated fire. Of course, my forces will lead the charge and pave the way. The lack of Terran support for its central Asian territory is the only reason we have a shot..."

Terran operatives had been watching the loading and unloading of the great white idle chat with crewmenbers and given them the name of the ship and its alegence there cover as dock workers and citizens sympathectic to the anti republic movement had alowed them to eazly befriend acouple of the lower people on the command chain afew well placed drinks lostening acouple tounges

after reporting to command there where charged with trying to gen as many operatives onbouard as they could... the republic was reassemblind its atlantic fleats in preperation for the final fall of europe and the federation

James sat in the dock side bar waiting for his contact from the union ship... he was going to try and see if his contact to get him and his "friends" onboard to track the vessal and if the opertunity presented its self sabotage the ship

"Sir, we've got wireless transmissions coming from comm fifteen," said Gimbley. "It's using an unknown protocol, we can't read it."

Simms was still reeling from the news of the attack on Australia. "What do you mean, unknown protocol?" he asked.

"Comm rooms are still using open consoles," replied Gimbley.

"It might be the Scandinavians sending transmissions back to their country," suggested Rian. "It makes sense for them to operate differently than we do."

"I don't like it either way," said Simms. "Even if they're friendly, I don't want anything we can't read leaving or coming to the ship. I'm sure they'd understand." He opened another channel. "Where the hell is Daly?"

"Hanger one, Cap!" came Daly's cheerful response. "What can I do for you?"

"What's this open console business in the comm rooms, and why are there unknown message protocols being used in there?" asked Simms.

"Unknown protocol?" asked Daly. "Well shoot, that would be any except our own..."

"I know that, can you fix it?"

"Sure, I can lock down the consoles to only encrypt and decrypt with our standard. I can also check the most recent logs to see what activity we've had." Daly tapped into the system's root accounts and checked the configuration files. A few extra lines could restrict encryption options... done. Now for the logs. No one could edit them but root, so they could be trusted. Sure enough, there were records of intermittent communications on unauthorized channels... only for the past few hours, though. "Cap, anything particularly special about five hours ago?"

"We left Dawwah five hours ago, why's that?"

"We have anyone come onboard during the resupply?"

"Not that I'm aware of..." He grew concerned. "Where is this going?"

"Shit." Daly went back into the configuration files and locked all communication channels. "Cap, sorry to do this, but nothing comes in or out. Tell your guys to keep an eye out for any more wireless transmissions. We have a rodent problem."

Simms echoed Tom's sentiments. "All right, we're going on immediate lockdown. Morris, you're in charge here. Canaan, Wallis, come with me. Safeties off."

"Yes, sir!"

"Pilots are to be issued sidearms. Have the ministers stay in their quarters. The armory is to remain locked until I get there, and we will issue arms to the senior crew after authentication. Anyone not following lockdown protocol will be shot on sight. First to wound, then to kill."

"Emergency lockdown, protocol eight fifteen!" announced Gimbley over the ship's loudspeakers. "Proceed to your designated stations. Deviants will be shot on sight!"

"Daly!" yelled Simms. "What's the hanger status?"

"Security is rounding up people, cockpits are secure. No sign of infiltrators."

"Lock that box!"

"Way ahead of you, sir!"

"Good, proceed with authentication there. Canaan, Wallis, let's go."

"Emergency lockdown, protocol eight fifteen!" announced Gimbley over the ship's loudspeakers. "Proceed to your designated stations. Deviants will be shot on sight!"

well that wasn't good the 3 operatives met up with there contacts and followed to there assigned duty stations in the supply hangers. hopefully they could bluff there way out of the situation and carry out there orders.

it was a minor setback as far as they where conserned a chance to test out the disguizes and false identities wich were the most comprehencive the republic had available and evin if there id where cracked thats all they would be able to figure out the republic having all there origional information in a succured location disconected from the main information grid on its own isolated network.

even if they where captured they where prepared to die for such was the nature of there job the options where sucess or death and they new it going in

Friedrick was in command of the Terran forces in the Scandinavian colony, but he was also instructed to ensure that Beta Terrans were treated as respectfully as possible. If Xiang were any other soldier, Friedrick would have simply told him to accept the orders from his superiors, be they recieved personally or not. "Of course the President always has to pick Betas as his favorite..." The Major thought to himself. He answered Tong, "Very well, I shall be certain of doing so in the future Mr. Xiang."

"my thanks sir after all following the proper chain of command is the only way to ensure proper order and leadership for our strength and unity" tong said this with an absolutly strate face with no hint of mockery or sarcasem in his voice he saluted and exited the office heading for the officers messhall.

star had been serching for a couple hours and had only recovered acouple of salvagable servival kits from the wrecks of the attacking units but it would be more than enough to last them a couple days there were expected to remain in the desert and star made her way back to where she had climbed up and looked over the edge eforet ossing the kits down and lowered herself over the edge starting he climb down

well that wasn't good the 3 operatives met up with there contacts and followed to there assigned duty stations in the supply hangers. hopefully they could bluff there way out of the situation and carry out there orders.

it was a minor setback as far as they where conserned a chance to test out the disguizes and false identities wich were the most comprehencive the republic had available and evin if there id where cracked thats all they would be able to figure out the republic having all there origional information in a succured location disconected from the main information grid on its own isolated network.

even if they where captured they where prepared to die for such was the nature of there job the options where sucess or death and they new it going in

The first order of business was to assemble the security team. Simms made his way to the armory accompanied by his two aides. There was already a single-file line of men and women along the corridor wall. Simms unlocked the door with his keycard and had his aides go over the roster of those assembled. For each person, there was a challenge-response question and answer. When it matched, the person was issued their gun. It was time-consuming, but proceeded without incident. Forty crew in all were armed.

"Eight groups of five," Simms ordered. "We'll begin our sweep of the gathering areas." Each team was likewise given a roster of the crew, which had been put together immediately after sailing from Australia. Since it didn't appear like the moles had sneaked on board then, it was safe to assume that they were the only ones off the list.

Jaron and the Scandinavians had been added for the sake of completeness.

Each gathering place contained between twenty and thirty people and could be covered by a single team - only the hangers had more, which took two in concert and were completed first. Simms and his team came to the supply depot.

"All right, as I read off your name, step forward!" The other four men had their guns trained on the assembled...

The first order of business was to assemble the security team. Simms made his way to the armory accompanied by his two aides. There was already a single-file line of men and women along the corridor wall. Simms unlocked the door with his keycard and had his aides go over the roster of those assembled. For each person, there was a challenge-response question and answer. When it matched, the person was issued their gun. It was time-consuming, but proceeded without incident. Forty crew in all were armed.

"Eight groups of five," Simms ordered. "We'll begin our sweep of the gathering areas." Each team was likewise given a roster of the crew, which had been put together immediately after sailing from Australia. Since it didn't appear like the moles had sneaked on board then, it was safe to assume that they were the only ones off the list.

Jaron and the Scandinavians had been added for the sake of completeness.

Each gathering place contained between twenty and thirty people and could be covered by a single team - only the hangers had more, which took two in concert and were completed first. Simms and his team came to the supply depot.

"All right, as I read off your name, step forward!" The other four men had their guns trained on the assembled...

hacking the crew roster after boarding had been the first order of busness and relativly simple since crew logs wheren't classified information. it was by no means fool proof but it would pass a cursery inspection but anyone worth there spit would beable for figure out they had been added after the fact with a little digging but it would hold for now as the 3 operatives gladly steped forwards as there assumed names where called out.

((so simple it gets over looked ;) lol))

it was foolish to think that they could use standard terran encryptions the rest of there comunication would be leters adressed to home ((origional i know)) but for now they had passed this hurdle it remained to be seen what the union would try next they would have to step up there operations to compleat there mission before getting caught

The first order of business was to assemble the security team. Simms made his way to the armory accompanied by his two aides. There was already a single-file line of men and women along the corridor wall. Simms unlocked the door with his keycard and had his aides go over the roster of those assembled. For each person, there was a challenge-response question and answer. When it matched, the person was issued their gun. It was time-consuming, but proceeded without incident. Forty crew in all were armed.

"Eight groups of five," Simms ordered. "We'll begin our sweep of the gathering areas." Each team was likewise given a roster of the crew, which had been put together immediately after sailing from Australia. Since it didn't appear like the moles had sneaked on board then, it was safe to assume that they were the only ones off the list.

Jaron and the Scandinavians had been added for the sake of completeness.

Each gathering place contained between twenty and thirty people and could be covered by a single team - only the hangers had more, which took two in concert and were completed first. Simms and his team came to the supply depot.

"All right, as I read off your name, step forward!" The other four men had their guns trained on the assembled...

After a couple of hours, Jacob felt fine again and could now stand on his own. He found himself in his room and began to walk to his door. He would try and check the status on Rangipapa and Terra, but was stopped by Jaron's appearance at the door. He asked Jaron, "Hello Jaron... Why are you carrying weapons?"
Jaron answered, "Oh, these? The Captain asked me to give this to you." He said as he handed Jacob a pistol.
Jacob asked, "Why do we need these guns?"
Jaron told him, "The Captain says that stow aways may have snuk onto our ship, and he wants us to be armed should we come into any harmful activity."
Jacob nodded and accepted the weapon. He assured, "I'll be certain to watch for any suspicious activitiy."
Jaron said, "Good. We better get to the meeting room so we can assure the officials we are still here." They went off to meet with the officials in the room they were assigned...

Holland sat back on the catwalk "done, that was fun, this hanger is done....finally" he said standing up and making his way back to the ground "I find it amazing how fast we are building this base" Diane told Holland as she began to pick up her equipment "Well another couple hours and this base will be fully operational, maybe in time for lunch" Holland told her as he made t down to the ground.

hacking the crew roster after boarding had been the first order of busness and relativly simple since crew logs wheren't classified information. it was by no means fool proof but it would pass a cursery inspection but anyone worth there spit would beable for figure out they had been added after the fact with a little digging but it would hold for now as the 3 operatives gladly steped forwards as there assumed names where called out.

((so simple it gets over looked ;) lol))

it was foolish to think that they could use standard terran encryptions the rest of there comunication would be leters adressed to home ((origional i know)) but for now they had passed this hurdle it remained to be seen what the union would try next they would have to step up there operations to compleat there mission before getting caught

(OOC: Ya got me :-P I am, as they say, pwned)

"Found anything?"

"Nothing, everyone was accounted for!"

"No extras anywhere!"

Simms was confused. "None at all?"

"None of the supplies have been tampered with, no signs of sabotage... it's clean."

"Did we over-react?" Simms and his team returned to the armory and ensured all weapons were checked back in.

"I don't understand it either," muttered Daly, as the two resumed their conversation once Simms was back on the bridge. "The logs don't lie."

"Well, something lied, and you need to find what it is," Simms replied. "We'll need to reopen our communications channels eventually."

"Those will be fine, I fixed that problem," Daly replied. "I'll do some more digging and let you know. In the meantime, we should remain on alert..." Think, think! Who had access to what?

As Jacob and the others were accounted for, they saw that the crew had found no one who managed to sneak on board. If there was, then they probably didn't stay on the Great White very long. As Jacob and Jaron walked away now that all were accounted for, Jaorn asked Jacob, "Do you think I could ask you the questions I had about Terra later Sir Jacob?"
Jacob told him, "Certainly Jaron. We will have time before Mervin tells us it is time for another test." As Jacob walked past several crew members, he saw one that stood out to him. He thought to himself, "Hmmm... I don't remember seeing him on board..." It was either instinct, or possibly an inexplicable feeling. Either way, he brushed it off, hoping it was nothing to worry about...

Gregg almost did a double take as he Pased Jacob and quickly sliped behind a courner hideing himself before peeking around to verify what he had seen...
it couldnt be... was that the scandinavian prince. it made sence actualy he had be reported as escaping from the Crete facility and stealing the Terra. his curent whereabouts where listed as unknown but it would seem that he had found him hideing with the union... that shurly ment the terra was here as well.. he would have to get james or erin to verify that part.

it would seem fate had handed them another opertunerty perhaps they could arange the assassination of the crown prince. since both Captain Crofton and the trator Star Lynde had botched the job they would get it right.

the 3 operitives met up later that evening shareing what they had discovered Greggs br far overshadowing both James' and Erin's the made plans and entered them on there portable system before composing there letter adressed to Erins little brother

Dear sam.

had an interesting day today we had an alert i guess they though someone had snuck abourd but they didn't find anyone it was a little scary for a moment with there guns and all. also ran into an old friend, you remember that guy you fought with all the time who ended up in jail you'll never guess where he turned up! i don't know about you but i'd kill for a chance to talk to him again. well thats all for now i'll write you soon

Erin

Zagros Mountains

Laku hadn't been able to fall back asleep, and eventually crawled out of the cave to stretch. Star was nowhere in sight, and the black Gundam had turned its gaze slightly over the mountain... was Star on her own? If she was, she would no doubt be returned soon by their captor. She decided to take the chance to make herself useful.

She slipped back into the cave and rummaged through her pack. She grabbed her canteen, an energy bar, and a flashlight. She made her way carefully to the small crevasse in the rear of the cave... with a bit of care, she slipped through. Turning the flashlight on, she took a look at her new surroundings. This cave was much larger and more impressive. There was a steep drop to the left which she made sure to avoid, and she slowly made her way along the wall. After fifteen minutes, she came to another opening. There was light outside.

Laku emerged on the far side of the mountain, beyond the view of the black Gundam. But there was nothing but jagged mountains filling her view. But she caught the gleam of metal and glass coming from farther below... a felled fighter from the other day? She mustered up her strength and descended the rockface. There was enough of a slope to keep it simple. At the bottom, she found the trashed remains of a few mobile suits. It must have been a combat group which went down together.

One by one she forced the cockpits open, hoping to find survivors. But the stench of death was all that greeted her. Mumbling apologies, she dug through looking for survival kits... anything that she could use. Some were badly damaged, but she was able to find two or three which had salvageable food and water. By now, she was worried that her absence would be noticed, so she took it in tow and began the climb back up the mountain. It would probably be another half hour before she returned. At least now she could rest a little easier...

Great White

Still no clues as to where the break-in occurred or to what extent. Daly was furious with himself. How had he been so sloppy? Sure, the break hadn't occurred on HIS watch, but he felt responsible since the computers had been used.

He sad down and thought. Logs don't lie... logs don't lie... and yet the rosters had turned up nothing. The rosters had... what ABOUT the rosters? They were stored electronically, same as most of the ship's other documentation. Fresh copies were printed when needed. He went back to his console and rummaged around. The rosters were sitting there, sure, and... wait a minute, why were the global write flags on? Shit! Last modified? Shit again!

He picked up his comm. "Cap, got a lead here. Some ass left write permissions on the rosters, and they were modified when we left Dawwah."

"Well, then you know who they are, right?" asked Simms.

"No, there's no way to tell just from the file what got changed," Tom replied. "I need hard copies. Do we have any from before we went ashore?"

"Possibly, I think we keep three or four days' worth as standard practice, but they'd be with records management..."

Greece

Hall continued his outline. "The feasibility of the plans depends a lot on what resistance we would face... Greece is safe, but Turkey looms nearby. We can expect a sizable garrison at Istanbul at the very least. But I believe that the Terran's strongest positions are currently in European Russia due to the recent takeover... can anyone here confirm this?"

Jaron and Jacob walked into the room and Jaron began the conversation with the Prince. Jaron began by asking, "So anyway, about the Terra, where did you find it anyway?"

Jacob explained, "I found it in an underground base in Crete. I was in that base when the members found me somehow and took me down as prisoner. I had to find a way out, or I would have been executed by Terran High Command's will."

Jaron asked, "I see. But I'm wondering, why was this Gundam was made to be such a big secret?"

Jacob asked, "Isn't the Terran military supposed to be informed of the mobile suit productions?"

Jaron shook his head and said, "The only TR-X mobile suits us normal soldiers know about are the Darkstar and the Jade Panther that have made their appearance on the battlefield. Obviously the Darkstar is piloted by Star as you know, and the Jade Panther is piloted by a man named Captain Tong Xiang." As the conversation continued, Jaron told Jacob what little he knew about Tong and the TR-X models...

Zagros Mountains

Laku hadn't been able to fall back asleep, and eventually crawled out of the cave to stretch. Star was nowhere in sight, and the black Gundam had turned its gaze slightly over the mountain... was Star on her own? If she was, she would no doubt be returned soon by their captor. She decided to take the chance to make herself useful.

She slipped back into the cave and rummaged through her pack. She grabbed her canteen, an energy bar, and a flashlight. She made her way carefully to the small crevasse in the rear of the cave... with a bit of care, she slipped through. Turning the flashlight on, she took a look at her new surroundings. This cave was much larger and more impressive. There was a steep drop to the left which she made sure to avoid, and she slowly made her way along the wall. After fifteen minutes, she came to another opening. There was light outside.

Laku emerged on the far side of the mountain, beyond the view of the black Gundam. But there was nothing but jagged mountains filling her view. But she caught the gleam of metal and glass coming from farther below... a felled fighter from the other day? She mustered up her strength and descended the rockface. There was enough of a slope to keep it simple. At the bottom, she found the trashed remains of a few mobile suits. It must have been a combat group which went down together.

One by one she forced the cockpits open, hoping to find survivors. But the stench of death was all that greeted her. Mumbling apologies, she dug through looking for survival kits... anything that she could use. Some were badly damaged, but she was able to find two or three which had salvageable food and water. By now, she was worried that her absence would be noticed, so she took it in tow and began the climb back up the mountain. It would probably be another half hour before she returned. At least now she could rest a little easier...

The climb up the mountains would have taken Laku a while to get out of, but that was quickened, when Hades flew down to grasp her. Making sure she had hold of the survival kits, Hades brought Laku back to the area where they would wait for Terra to arrive. It gently set Laku back on the ground and returned to the higher peak. It was now only a matter of time before Star would return...

Climbing down had taken longer than climbing up be cause she couldn't see for her footing but she managed gathering up the salvaged packs and hualled them into the cave Laku wasn't there wich was odd laku had been dead set against trying to escape so where could she be.

then star remembered the other opening and stashing her salvaged packs poked her head throigh it was to dark to see she grabbed her flashlight and wormed her way through the opening working her way down to the opening She was about to stik her head out when she heard the sounds of the hades landing there was Lakus suprised shriek then it took off again.

aparently the hades hadn't seen her return wih was odly interesting and she might be able to make use of it... she scurried back to where they had store there belongings keeping inside the seconday cave she called out to laku in a loud wisper "Laku you there?" she waited for a responce

Greece

Hall continued his outline. "The feasibility of the plans depends a lot on what resistance we would face... Greece is safe, but Turkey looms nearby. We can expect a sizable garrison at Istanbul at the very least. But I believe that the Terran's strongest positions are currently in European Russia due to the recent takeover... can anyone here confirm this?"

Admiral Firuz informed, "From what we know, the Terrans have begun to place more of their forces in the Russian areas. We are learning of rumors that the Republic may be planning on taking back Petrozavodsk or finishing off the Resistance of the European Federation. More of the Republic's forces are being focused in the Asian areas though, seeing it must be trying to stabilize its position in the Union territories. I believe the most resistance we will face right now is from the Republic forces stationed in Crimea, Istanbul, and Moscow..." he pointed to the map hologram to show the cities and where they would be holding the Terran forces.

Diane began welding the catwalk on hanger two together as it was the last piece of work they needed to do. Holland watched from below, he wondered what the generals surprise would be, what there allies will do next, and what lay ahead for all of them. Diane lifted her madk up "That should do it we are done Holland" she shouted down to him "Alright get down here, we need to report in that we are done" Holland shouted back as he grabed his tools and Diane came down to join him. As they walked Holland commented "Man we have turned Suez from a supply base to a fortress" Diane looked over at him "Yeah I don't think the republic will attack any time soon, and if they do the positron cannon will make them turn right around" she added.

((ooc: please note i edited my last post to acount for Braziliams actions))

Admiral Firuz informed, "From what we know, the Terrans have begun to place more of their forces in the Russian areas. We are learning of rumors that the Republic may be planning on taking back Petrozavodsk or finishing off the Resistance of the European Federation. More of the Republic's forces are being focused in the Asian areas though, seeing it must be trying to stabilize its position in the Union territories. I believe the most resistance we will face right now is from the Republic forces stationed in Crimea, Istanbul, and Moscow..." he pointed to the map hologram to show the cities and where they would be holding the Terran forces.

Hall looked it over. There were significant roadblocks to the original Thundering Herd, but he should've expected it. But they needed to get the Russian Federation back into the war, and the only way to do that was to push through the Black Sea. If Russia's Black Sea fleet at Sochi hadn't been completely annihilated, then there would be men and mobile suits nearby for the taking... they would need to stage a landing and a liberation.

"The primary objectives of the operation would be to help Russian Federation forces get back into the war, and to present Terran forces along Scandinavian borders with a significant threat to their rear," Hall said at last, "and Terran presence in the Black Sea threatens our own position in the Mediterranean. I believe we have the advantage in numbers once we break through, but to take Istanbul will require an assault from land as a prelude to naval bombardment..."

Climbing down had taken longer than climbing up be cause she couldn't see for her footing but she managed gathering up the salvaged packs and hualled them into the cave Laku wasn't there wich was odd laku had been dead set against trying to escape so where could she be.

then star remembered the other opening and stashing her salvaged packs poked her head throigh it was to dark to see she grabbed her flashlight and wormed her way through the opening working her way down to the opening She was about to stik her head out when she heard the sounds of the hades landing there was Lakus suprised shriek then it took off again.

aparently the hades hadn't seen her return wih was odly interesting and she might be able to make use of it... she scurried back to where they had store there belongings keeping inside the seconday cave she called out to laku in a loud wisper "Laku you there?" she waited for a responce

So it DID know where she was. That was a bit unnerving. The black Gundam stared menacingly, well, she imagined that at least the pilot inside was. Laku tried to placate him. "I was just on my way back!" she yelled. "I was just, um, looking for water, and... !!" The black Gundam lowered its hands and grasped her. Laku let out a yelp as they took to the sky. She held onto her supplies tightly, although the Gundam had formed a cup with its hands as if to account for them. It was a quick hop over the mountain, and before she knew it, she was back at the cave entrance. It returned to its perch, and Laku just sat on the ground for a moment to collect herself.

Sis,

I'm glad to hear your ok i was worried hen you didn't call. mom says to be carefull you might be on a powerful ship but theres still a war going on so don't loose your focus there are bigger things going on than you can imagen.

Sam.

P.S. if you get the change give him one from me

the message was a little patronizing and a curt remingder of there primary objective jacob was secondary but first a little arson was in order.

james made his way to the records room claming a discrepency in a batch of suplies and wanting to check the hard copys. the clerk offerd to get them for him but he insisted he could find them himself and that someone more important might need the clerks aid looking for something more importand and wouldn't want to waist his time on domething so trivial. the clerk reluctently agreed an jamed worked his way back into the records room heading for the shipping documents.

the moment he was out of sight he cut across to the personel records looking for the relivent files it was the one thing that would give them away and they hadn't had time to modify and yesterdays scare and forced there hand and insted of replacing the existing files they would hve to destroy them... it suited there purposes a bit od arson would cause more panic on an already nervous ship.

james removed an elecreical panel and pulled a gaget from his pocket attaching it to the pnel an wiring it into the system... it was a miniture exploseve and a timer not enough to do any real damage but enough to light the locl area ablase and make it look like an electrical short he set the timer for 30 mins replaced the pannel and retraced his steps a satisfied look on his face he thanked the clerk stateing he had found what he wa looking for and exited the room making his way back to the supply hanger

So it DID know where she was. That was a bit unnerving. The black Gundam stared menacingly, well, she imagined that at least the pilot inside was. Laku tried to placate him. "I was just on my way back!" she yelled. "I was just, um, looking for water, and... !!" The black Gundam lowered its hands and grasped her. Laku let out a yelp as they took to the sky. She held onto her supplies tightly, although the Gundam had formed a cup with its hands as if to account for them. It was a quick hop over the mountain, and before she knew it, she was back at the cave entrance. It returned to its perch, and Laku just sat on the ground for a moment to collect herself.

"Laku" star called a little louder she doubted the Hades could hear her but when your sneaking wispering was natural. that and she had been informed of new scanners out of the union conflict the darkstar was suposed to be upgraded with them in its next refit but it didn't look like that woul be happening so she ad no idea if the hades could see her or not she would just have to hope that whatever the rock was made out of would block whatever it was from seeing her or her heat signiture or whatever

Hall looked it over. There were significant roadblocks to the original Thundering Herd, but he should've expected it. But they needed to get the Russian Federation back into the war, and the only way to do that was to push through the Black Sea. If Russia's Black Sea fleet at Sochi hadn't been completely annihilated, then there would be men and mobile suits nearby for the taking... they would need to stage a landing and a liberation.

"The primary objectives of the operation would be to help Russian Federation forces get back into the war, and to present Terran forces along Scandinavian borders with a significant threat to their rear," Hall said at last, "and Terran presence in the Black Sea threatens our own position in the Mediterranean. I believe we have the advantage in numbers once we break through, but to take Istanbul will require an assault from land as a prelude to naval bombardment..."

IC: Admiral Firuz agreed, "We will do everything we can to talk to the Russians, but we will have to somehow convince them to rejoin the war. There's not only a question of morale, but their lack of mobile suits to use in the first place. Since the Federations fall, the Republic has done everything to scrap the Federation's Tartar units into material for Geminis. If we wish to motivate the Russians to battle, we will need to significantly supply them."

Hopefully the assault on Istanbul, if it was made to happen, would be easier to accomplish. Helping and entire people rejoin the war though, would take much more effort than anything else...

OOC: Future details to follow in the stats page.

"Done just before lunch time, lucky us we get our food first" Diane said to Holland as she picked up plates of hot food off the line "Yeah, better hurry though i can see every one else on there way here" Holland said as he grabed everything he wanted to eat and went to sit down. Diane followed vlose behind and minutes later they were joined by every one else.

the message was a little patronizing and a curt remingder of there primary objective jacob was secondary but first a little arson was in order.

james made his way to the records room claming a discrepency in a batch of suplies and wanting to check the hard copys. the clerk offerd to get them for him but he insisted he could find them himself and that someone more important might need the clerks aid looking for something more importand and wouldn't want to waist his time on domething so trivial. the clerk reluctently agreed an jamed worked his way back into the records room heading for the shipping documents.

the moment he was out of sight he cut across to the personel records looking for the relivent files it was the one thing that would give them away and they hadn't had time to modify and yesterdays scare and forced there hand and insted of replacing the existing files they would hve to destroy them... it suited there purposes a bit od arson would cause more panic on an already nervous ship.

james removed an elecreical panel and pulled a gaget from his pocket attaching it to the pnel an wiring it into the system... it was a miniture exploseve and a timer not enough to do any real damage but enough to light the locl area ablase and make it look like an electrical short he set the timer for 30 mins replaced the pannel and retraced his steps a satisfied look on his face he thanked the clerk stateing he had found what he wa looking for and exited the room making his way back to the supply hanger

Thomas brushed past the supply crewman and mumbled a half-hearted "Excuse me" as he made his way to records storage. He had a fresh printout of the modified documents. Now all he had to do was cross-check with the old ones.

"Busy day," muttered the clerk as Tom strode up to his little desk. He checked Tom's ID badge. "What can I get for you?"

"I need some personnel records," he said. "Printouts of the old rosters going back to the launch."

"One minute." The clerk heaved himself out of his seat and went into the back. Tom tapped his fingers impatiently, and after five minutes or so, the clerk returned. "You know, it's weird, but there's nothing back there... I could've sworn I filed those just the other day, too..."

"Are you sure you didn't just misplace them?" asked Tom.

"No way," said the clerk, offended. "I run a tight ship back there... you can check yourself if you want to, the last guy did a few minutes ago..."

"Hold up, what last guy? You let someone back there?" asked Tom in a panic. He grabbed the clerk by the collar. "You do know what kind of situation we're in, right?"

"He had a badge," the clerk stammered. "Kincaid from the supply room, he said he wanted to do an inventory cross-check."

"Did you forget how long we cooperated with those guys? They can forge that shit, idiot!"

The clerk turned pale. "There's... there's still the individual records! We can rebuild the old rosters from those!"

"You think we have time to sift through that much paper?!" yelled Thomas.

"Give me five minutes!" Tom kept watch while the clerk ran back. There was a great deal of fumbling, but the man emerged in the promised time with a rather heavy-looking box.

"Okay, lock this place down; we'll report to the bridge," said Tom. "And then we're busting this Kincaid fellow." God damn it, always one step ahead of me... I bet he won't talk either!

The door was closed and the two hurried down the corridor. It had been maybe twenty minutes since James' visit, and both were still oblivious to the time bomb lurking in the back...

(OOC: Were those letters internal mail between the three guys, or to the outside? Because... like... we're in the middle of an ocean, so snail mail would be broken...)

"Laku" star called a little louder she doubted the Hades could hear her but when your sneaking wispering was natural. that and she had been informed of new scanners out of the union conflict the darkstar was suposed to be upgraded with them in its next refit but it didn't look like that woul be happening so she ad no idea if the hades could see her or not she would just have to hope that whatever the rock was made out of would block whatever it was from seeing her or her heat signiture or whatever

Laku heard Star calling from inside the cave... she was back. She crawled inside with the supplies. No sign of her... she must have gone into the back. Laku got her flashlight out and returned to the small opening. She turned it on and looked around. "Star?" she returned.

IC: Admiral Firuz agreed, "We will do everything we can to talk to the Russians, but we will have to somehow convince them to rejoin the war. There's not only a question of morale, but their lack of mobile suits to use in the first place. Since the Federations fall, the Republic has done everything to scrap the Federation's Tartar units into material for Geminis. If we wish to motivate the Russians to battle, we will need to significantly supply them."

Hopefully the assault on Istanbul, if it was made to happen, would be easier to accomplish. Helping and entire people rejoin the war though, would take much more effort than anything else...

OOC: Future details to follow in the stats page.

"Yes, that's another significant obstacle," replied Hall. "We are generally outnumbered by Terran suits and suffer from a lack of our own, and the only real solution we've come up with is to shoot to damage rather than to kill... this way, we not only reduce the Terran fighting force, but we instantly add to our own. We did that at Diego Garcia on the way here and captured two or three dozen Gemini and Sagittarius suits."

One of his adjutants spoke up. "Admiral, perhaps we're taking the wrong approach..." Hall turned to listen. "Well... the night we rebelled, remember? Coordinated infantry strikes aimed at detaining pilots. That nullified their mobile suit response and led to all those captured suits we used to learn about their abilities"

"So... we launch commando raids instead?" Hall mused. "And get the Russians to cooperate?"

"They'd be instantly armed," the adjutant said. "We could do the same thing in Istanbul to make it easier to break through. Although, this would all have to be coordinated and executed as soon as possible, while they're still reorganizing and confident from their conquests."

Hall turned to his European counterparts and waited for them to weigh in. He felt a little guilty, barging into Greece like this and suddenly proposing massive, risky operations...

"Yes, that's another significant obstacle," replied Hall. "We are generally outnumbered by Terran suits and suffer from a lack of our own, and the only real solution we've come up with is to shoot to damage rather than to kill... this way, we not only reduce the Terran fighting force, but we instantly add to our own. We did that at Diego Garcia on the way here and captured two or three dozen Gemini and Sagittarius suits."

One of his adjutants spoke up. "Admiral, perhaps we're taking the wrong approach..." Hall turned to listen. "Well... the night we rebelled, remember? Coordinated infantry strikes aimed at detaining pilots. That nullified their mobile suit response and led to all those captured suits we used to learn about their abilities"

"So... we launch commando raids instead?" Hall mused. "And get the Russians to cooperate?"

"They'd be instantly armed," the adjutant said. "We could do the same thing in Istanbul to make it easier to break through. Although, this would all have to be coordinated and executed as soon as possible, while they're still reorganizing and confident from their conquests."

Hall turned to his European counterparts and waited for them to weigh in. He felt a little guilty, barging into Greece like this and suddenly proposing massive, risky operations...

As the two Admirals went over the idea, Admiral Firuz answered, "I believe it would be more than possible to get the people of Istanbul to rise up. The Army of Islam has a fairly large presence in the area, and their presence would motivate them to rebel as well." When he adressed the idea for Russia, he said, "I think we will have some form of success if we set this operation in Russia. Surely the people there have not fully given up hope for independence." He hoped to see the same type of answer from his fellow Confederation Admiral...

OOC: If you contact me, my information network might be able to get ahold of remaining Tartar units

"So when is the General arriving any way?" Luna asked as she sat down at the table "should be early tomorrow morning, once he arrives we will load up and the wesertn offensive will begin" Holland told her and he ate his food. Luna started to eat and inbetween chunks of food she asked "how long will it take?" Holland finished chewing and came up with a answer "Republic forces are already starting to run out of food, medical supplie, and fuel for vehicles and mobile suits, so for all we know we might find abandoned positions and mobile suits" Holland told her as he began to eat more of his food.

"Yes, that's another significant obstacle," replied Hall. "We are generally outnumbered by Terran suits and suffer from a lack of our own, and the only real solution we've come up with is to shoot to damage rather than to kill... this way, we not only reduce the Terran fighting force, but we instantly add to our own. We did that at Diego Garcia on the way here and captured two or three dozen Gemini and Sagittarius suits."

One of his adjutants spoke up. "Admiral, perhaps we're taking the wrong approach..." Hall turned to listen. "Well... the night we rebelled, remember? Coordinated infantry strikes aimed at detaining pilots. That nullified their mobile suit response and led to all those captured suits we used to learn about their abilities"

"So... we launch commando raids instead?" Hall mused. "And get the Russians to cooperate?"

"They'd be instantly armed," the adjutant said. "We could do the same thing in Istanbul to make it easier to break through. Although, this would all have to be coordinated and executed as soon as possible, while they're still reorganizing and confident from their conquests."

Hall turned to his European counterparts and waited for them to weigh in. He felt a little guilty, barging into Greece like this and suddenly proposing massive, risky operations...

"Well, its risky, but It could work. Turkey is the major threat in the area, for it has substantial costal areas, and it borders Greece. The Terranians in the western Medditeranian are not much of a threat, since Corsica and the French coastline are ours. Another problem, which Admiral Firuz addressed, is the lack of mobile suits for defenses and resistances. If we continue to capture territories from the Terranians, our mobile suit numbers wont be enough to hold an attack. If we have to, after we capture the country, we could stablize to government, start up their mobile suit production, and let it opperate on its own. Of course, if it wasn't the only country in the region, we could form alliances. But this is only if we have to." Mr. Lockhart suggested. "As for Russia......" He addressed. "They were part of the old Euro Alliance, so they havent lost all the trust or faith in us, but more importantly, their freedom."

((ooc: oh no you don't... it took years to bring russia to heal if you think i'm just gonna let you walk in and take it back think again... just you wait till i get home from work :D ))

"Well, its risky, but It could work. Turkey is the major threat in the area, for it has substantial costal areas, and it borders Greece. The Terranians in the western Medditeranian are not much of a threat, since Corsica and the French coastline are ours. Another problem, which Admiral Firuz addressed, is the lack of mobile suits for defenses and resistances. If we continue to capture territories from the Terranians, our mobile suit numbers wont be enough to hold an attack. If we have to, after we capture the country, we could stablize to government, start up their mobile suit production, and let it opperate on its own. Of course, if it wasn't the only country in the region, we could form alliances. But this is only if we have to." Mr. Lockhart suggested. "As for Russia......" He addressed. "They were part of the old Euro Alliance, so they havent lost all the trust or faith in us, but more importantly, their freedom."

"That's probably for the best," said Hall. "We can't possibly hope to occupy territory with our numbers... our primary role should be that of liberators, anyway. What's important right now is to win back some leverage against the Terrans."

One of his aides from the helicopter ran into the room. He was breathless. "Sir, we just got an emergency message from Great White in Arabia... they've made contact with diplomats Fespute and Gregors and have confirmed a working relationship."

"That's excellent news!" exclaimed Hall. "If we can get their support for this operation, it would be perfect! They could come through the Persian Gulf, and..."

"There's a lot more," the aide interrupted. "They are currently on a mission involving Terran Gundams, but we're missing a lot of the details. They've also confirmed spies on board."

Hall's face instantly soured. "Gundams and spies... damn the Republic..."

"It's worse." The aide was carrying a folder of satellite images. Images of cratered city centers and charred debris. Unparalleled devastation not seen since the great wars of the 20th century.

Hall's eyes grew wide. "This is... !!"

"Dear God..." Admiral Firuz saw the images as well and saw the mass destruction that was caused by none other than the Terrans. The once proud cities of the Union were now decimated into mere craters and debris. If anything was left, it seemed to only be the toppled buildings and whatever lay beneath them. "If the Republic is intending to do this to anyone else, we had best act with speed and diligence. If we are going to attain any further allies, we will need to reach them before the Republic does something like this again."

Hall did his best to remain calm and choke back his fury. After all that, the Union had bowed to the Republic. The people had turned against their own judgment to serve the Terrans, and this is what they got. "It's more important than ever to win Russia back," he choked out. "We must have a nuclear deterrent."

the Nuclear bombing of Australia had the desired effect smaller nation where living in abject fear that they would be next Korea quickly surendered giving the asian aliance is first major blow.

it was terran fear mongering at its fineist

in acouple days the Australian situation would be reassesed and troops cycled back into china for redeployment to other lines. it wasn't a major consern with the chineise millitary machine pouring out new squads almost daily the terran number refused to take a major hit

"So did you guys hear what happend?" Mayrin asked every one "No, tell us, the entire command staff has been egdy today" Luna told her as she took a sip of her drink "Most if not all the major cities in the union have been nuked" she told them. The all stayed quiet in shock and horror to a smaller extent "Damn republic bastards , we'll make them pay for every life lost" Holland said in anger "Easy Holland save it for the enemy" Luna said to him to try and calm him down.

Hall did his best to remain calm and choke back his fury. After all that, the Union had bowed to the Republic. The people had turned against their own judgment to serve the Terrans, and this is what they got. "It's more important than ever to win Russia back," he choked out. "We must have a nuclear deterrent."

"Regretably, that will be fairly difficult to accomplish." Admiral Firuz admitted. He explained, "The Terrans have a Neutron Communication Filter that will keep its opposing nations from using nuclear weapons." Admiral Firuz showed another map with the space colonies and pointed to the Terran Colony Baker's Ridge. He explained, "From what we know, the Filter is located in this colony, though we do not know if the recent conquest of the last colonies will atler its location..."

((ooc: BTW Dancougar... those messages where standared comunications sent over public channels... the reson there so cryptic))

((ooc: BTW Dancougar... those messages where standared comunications sent over public channels... the reson there so cryptic))

(OOC: Ah, okay then. I figured they'd be in some code, I misinterpreted "letters to home" when I was looking at the transmission medium. Carry on ^_^)

"Regretably, that will be fairly difficult to accomplish." Admiral Firuz admitted. He explained, "The Terrans have a Neutron Communication Filter that will keep its opposing nations from using nuclear weapons." Admiral Firuz showed another map with the space colonies and pointed to the Terran Colony Baker's Ridge. He explained, "From what we know, the Filter is located in this colony, though we do not know if the recent conquest of the last colonies will atler its location..."

"Neutron Communication Filter..." muttered Hall. "But wouldn't they have to turn it off to use their own? Well, in either case, it seems like we have too much to do, and barely enough manpower to begin..."

OOC: Just to let you know Dancougar, the Neutron Communication Filter is what allows the Terran Republic to manipulate communications between nations. So this way, they can fire their own weapons just fine, but it would be a problem for nations opposing them.

IC: Admiral Firuz added, "I believe so. Perhaps we could see if we could attain some help from our recent allies in the Twilight Phoenix. As of now, they are the most powerful resistance group we know of that can track Terran activities." He asked his aid, "See if we can get a hold of Twilight Phoenix headquarters. Ask them if they can track any mobile suits the Republic is holding in Russia."
The aid answered, "Right away sir." He went on to send the message to the Twilight Phoenix. Hopefully, they would be of some help...

OOC: Just to let you know Dancougar, the Neutron Communication Filter is what allows the Terran Republic to manipulate communications between nations. So this way, they can fire their own weapons just fine, but it would be a problem for nations opposing them.

(OOC: Hooray for magical science. Gotcha.)

Great White

"So you're telling me we need to reconstruct the original roster from... this." The box that Daly and the records clerk had rushed up from the bridge was completely filled... hundreds of records. Even if they put a dedicated team on it, it would take a day to sift through. "But this man, Brad Kincaid, you say he's one of them?"

"The fact that he was the only one besides Smith here to be inside the records room, coupled with the subsequent disappearance of the original rosters, is strong evidence," said Tom. He wasn't used to being so consistently one-upped by his opponents, but these guys were Terran spies... they weren't going to leave many clues, and he wasn't exactly a professional.

"You're sure no one else has been in that room besides you?" asked Simms.

"Positive," Smith responded. "You and I are the only ones with access..."

An alarm began to sound. Gimbley and Rian were immediately focused on the screens. "What now?" asked Simms.

"Yellow alert, fire alarms on D level," reported Gimbely. "Location is records!"

"Shit!!" yelled Tom. "It had to be him!"

Simms jumped on his comm. "Damage control, records management! Save whatever you can! Security, get down to supplies and have Brad Kincaid apprehended. Do a full cavity search and then lock him down!" He turned to Canaan and Wallis. "You two, I hate to dump this on you, but..." He motioned towards the box of records. "You and Smith will be in charge of the cross-check. Make sure you do it in a secure location, and don't let anyone in or out without my authorization."

James was cornered at his station. No matter, he thought, his two seniors would more than make up for his absence. And there was no way in hell he was going to talk. The Union followed the Geneva Convention, anyway, so that made his life even easier...

Jaron and Jacob walked into the room and Jaron began the conversation with the Prince. Jaron began by asking, "So anyway, about the Terra, where did you find it anyway?"

Jacob explained, "I found it in an underground base in Crete. I was in that base when the members found me somehow and took me down as prisoner. I had to find a way out, or I would have been executed by Terran High Command's will."

Jaron asked, "I see. But I'm wondering, why was this Gundam was made to be such a big secret?"

Jacob asked, "Isn't the Terran military supposed to be informed of the mobile suit productions?"

Jaron shook his head and said, "The only TR-X mobile suits us normal soldiers know about are the Darkstar and the Jade Panther that have made their appearance on the battlefield. Obviously the Darkstar is piloted by Star as you know, and the Jade Panther is piloted by a man named Captain Tong Xiang." As the conversation continued, Jaron told Jacob what little he knew about Tong and the TR-X models...

Half an hour later, Jaron and Jacob's conversation carried into Jaron's family history. Jaron was telling Jacob how his father had stopped calling him 'son' ever since he joined the military. The only person he called son was his brother Victor. "I just felt compelled to join Star in fighting against the Republic ever since that day... I just couldn't live with my father treating me that way."

Jacob nodded and said, "It is regretful that your father would treat you in such a way. I know how it feels to be different from the ones who raise a person."

Jaron questioned, "But how is that so? How do you know how I feel?"

Jacob explained to Jaron, "Me and my father have not been very close in our time together on this Earth. Not simply because of this war, but of who we are."

Jaron questioned, "But you're the son of a King, doesn't your father treat you fairly?"

Jacob explained, "He loves me very much, but I have never felt that I did as much as he does."

Jaron asked him, "Why is that?"

Jacob went on to tell him, "I have always felt distant, different from him. I sometimes feel as if there is none of him in me. I suppose it became the most relevant when I told him that I would join the military last year. He told me not to do it, seeing that I was only 17. But I joined despite his wishes, and here I am to this day."

Jaron could now understand Jacob's distance with his father. It was almost similar to his, the two fought for what they believed in, but it didn't sound like their fathers supported their cause's very much.He then recalled the age and knew his age almost immeadietly.

He asked Jacob, "Last year? Doesn't that only make you 18 years old?"

Jacob answered casualy, "Yes it does."

Jaron was astonished. Jacob was a pilot at the age when most pilots began to learn how. Yet it was almost as if he had wisdom beyond his years, which allowed him to sound like a good source.

He was about to ask, "How did you-" But was interrupted as soon as the alarm went off. Jaron asked, 'What's going on now?"

Jacob said, "I think there's another emergency occuring somewhere. We best be ready for any protocols." The two left the room and searched the hallways for a gathering place to find out what was going on, with their pistols still hidden at their sides...

Twilight Phoenix HQ


"Exuse me sir, we are getting a message from Greece" the woman monitoring communications told her commander "Well, what does it say?" he asked walking over to her "They are requesting information on Republic mobile suit forces in russia, Active and in-active" she said to him as she turned around. He stood quiet for a couple seconds "Bring up the latest intelligence from russia" he asked. She then typed away and brought up a file that was dated from two days ago "Alright this is good, send every last bit of information we have on republic forces in russia and the surrounding regions" he told her before talking away "right away" she replied before compiling all the information into one file and sending it to Greece ASAP on a coded Allied channel.

Twilight Phoenix HQ


"Exuse me sir, we are getting a message from Greece" the woman monitoring communications told her commander "Well, what does it say?" he asked walking over to her "They are requesting information on Republic mobile suit forces in russia, Active and in-active" she said to him as she turned around. He stood quiet for a couple seconds "Bring up the latest intelligence from russia" he asked. She then typed away and brought up a file that was dated from two days ago "Alright this is good, send every last bit of information we have on republic forces in russia and the surrounding regions" he told her before talking away "right away" she replied before compiling all the information into one file and sending it to Greece ASAP on a coded Allied channel.

((ooc: incoming russian info... please hold))

((ooc: incoming russian info... please hold))

OOC: coded channels Republic ain't seeing anything :P direct line to greece from Suez

OOC: coded channels Republic ain't seeing anything :P direct line to greece from Suez


((ooc: oh i know... but intell comes from somewhere :D))

((ooc: oh i know... but intell comes from somewhere :D))

OOC: yes but somewhere is not correct because we know its from russia, someone and/or a group of people is the right thing to say :P

Kazan Reclamatin facility - Russia

the noise was deffening even with hearing protection the cranes and che crushers the shredders. the shear forces involved in reducing out dated millitary equipment shook the earth its self

Pyter watched as another Tartar was segmented and fed into the maw of the machine along with bits of old tanks and other equipment and turned back to the report he had been reading there numbers where up from last month and looked to be increasing even more with the old Gemini units being scraped. the republic wasn't about to resell them so reclaming the materials was the only viable option.

there was a curt knock on the door and Pyters old frind General Yavensky entered "ahh Pyter so good to see you"

"your looking well Iven" two exchanged warm greatings befor taking there chairs again with a bottle of vodka a pair of glasses and a contaner of ice "what brings you to my noisy corner of the republic?"

"you always were good at seeing to the heart of the matter Pyter" Ivan took a sip of his vodka "and youd be right my visit isn't without purpouse. i'm sure you've heard the news of Terra's conquests"

"i have"

"well this isn't comon knolage yet but reports have crossed my desk of a union fleat in the medditeranian sea"

"they are quite along way from home"

"indeed they are" Ivan took another sip from his glass "how many Tartar units are on your docket?"

"we have about 2000 rusting away in the back feilds with another 500 in varius states of disasembly in preperations for the rendering facility" Pyter was growing concerned "why do you ask?"

"we would like you to focus all your efforts on the Tartars and then the Gemini's. we need to dispose of the suits as quickly as possable." General Yavensky said "with the growing number of rebal groups namely the ones calling themselves "twilight pheniox" we want to limit there acess should a raid be atempted or even an actual attack"

"my friend worry not... i see to it that the Tartars are fully disposed of within the month" the pair of friends downed there and set there glasses down on the table.

Ivan and Pyter sat talking aobut old times for the next hour before Ivan had to exuse himself to atend to other busness they bid fair well and pyter returned to his desk... where the rebles really gaining that much power. pyter was old enough to remember better days than rule under the republic it stayed on his mind the rest of the day and the next morning he called his lead forman into his office.

"good morning Mikal"

"pyter" the foreman greated "what can i do for you?"

"i have an odd request" pyter began "i am curious as to what it would take to restore one of the Tartar units?"

there was a moments silence as Mikal took in the inquery "i'm not sure the ones in the feilds are horably coroded and the ones in the dismantaling lines well they might be goof for parts but to be honest... i'm not sure i would have to look into it"

"please do"

Whatever had sparked the fire in the records room did its dirty business quickly. A whole shelf of personnel records had caught fire before the extinguishers kicked in, and the flames had spread to a few more racks nearby. Of course, they used gas instead of water - otherwise they would destroy even more documents than the fire itself. Since the system hadn't been fully tested and kinks remained, it took a minute or two before the alarm was triggered. That did the damage.

Two men from security entered in full gear to get the situation under control. Others kept the growing crowd from getting too close. Smoke and gas had leaked into the hallway when they first went in.

We're in trouble, Simms thought. Whoever was on board had the ability to commit serious sabotage if they put their minds to it. "We need enhanced security in vital areas," he said to the team leader. "Contingency plan theta." Damn, who knows what's left in there now... or what in the system we can trust.

"Sir, we've got Kincaid in custody," reported another security chief. "Search turned up little in the way of equipment, but we found a few things in his quarters that confirm he's Terran."

"All right, I doubt he'll talk, but we can at least try," said Simms. "Take me over." On the way, they passed by Jacob and Jaron, who had hurried over when the alarms first sounded. "Your highness..." he said, surprised. "I admire your willingness to help, but for your own safety, please don't leave your room without a disguise of some kind... I don't want to know what might happen if they find out you're in board. We don't know if there are more on the loose, after all."

On the way, they passed by Jacob and Jaron, who had hurried over when the alarms first sounded. "Your highness..." he said, surprised. "I admire your willingness to help, but for your own safety, please don't leave your room without a disguise of some kind... I don't want to know what might happen if they find out you're in board. We don't know if there are more on the loose, after all."

Jacob nodded and said, "I understand sir. I apologize for being so brash. I had to make certain what was happening, but I shall dawn a disguise next time I leave."

Jaron looked at the room and saw that the room victim to the fire was the records room. Jaron told Jacob, "Apparently there are stowaways on board and they had to make sure that their names wouldn't be found. That's the first step in a Terran Infiltration Assignment."

Jacob asked Jaron, "You know this?"

Jaron explained, "Yes, all Terran military members are required to know the proccedure if they are sent on a mission or end up captured."

Jacob asked him, "Then what is it they could be planning next?"

Jaron shrugged and said, "I don't know. I can't tell why they would be sneaking onto this ship in the first place.... Unless they somehow knew the location of Terra."

The Suez base commander walked up to Holland after lunch to talk with him "Holland, can I speak with you" she asked, Holland then walked over "What is it?" he asked puzzled. She looked at him "I'm concerned about the republics fleet in this area, they have several naval base in occupied russia, with such a large fleet we may need to call for assistance from our allies if they swing are way, but with you heading out tomorrow I want you to be prepared to swing back here" she told him. Holland noded "Alright, you just hold the fort ma'am we got recruits coming in by the day, infact I think the first back of new pilots will be ready for combat in a few day" he replied to her. They then both wished each other good luc and went there seperate ways for now.

Jacob nodded and said, "I understand sir. I apologize for being so brash. I had to make certain what was happening, but I shall dawn a disguise next time I leave."

Jaron looked at the room and saw that the room victim to the fire was the records room. Jaron told Jacob, "Apparently there are stowaways on board and they had to make sure that their names wouldn't be found. That's the first step in a Terran Infiltration Assignment."

Jacob asked Jaron, "You know this?"

Jaron explained, "Yes, all Terran military members are required to know the proccedure if they are sent on a mission or end up captured."

Jacob asked him, "Then what is it they could be planning next?"

Jaron shrugged and said, "I don't know. I can't tell why they would be sneaking onto this ship in the first place.... Unless they somehow knew the location of Terra."

((ooc: dancougar.. to late HAHAHA and braziliam if anythnig the Terrans are tracking its unique energy signature rather than a tracking device))

James sat in a chair in a small room he had been pulled off of his station by a pair of armed officers and told to wait here. if was likely someone had discovered him but even so gregg and erin would be able to compleat there mission without him so he would sit and wait to see what the union had to say

((ooc: dancougar.. to late HAHAHA and braziliam if anythnig the Terrans are tracking its unique energy signature rather than a tracking device))

James sat in a chair in a small room he had been pulled off of his station by a pair of armed officers and told to wait here. if was likely someone had discovered him but even so gregg and erin would be able to compleat there mission without him so he would sit and wait to see what the union had to say

OOC: Yeah, I know that myself, but Jacob and the others don't! :D

IC: (Add any further talk here Dancougar)

Jacob and Jaron walked back to Jacob's room in hopes of finding safety from the stowaways. If they were anywhere, it was possible they were looking for Jacob or the Terra like Jaron suggested. As Jaron and Jacob went to Jacob's door, Jaron asked, "Do you think the spies are really searching for you, like the Catptain suggested?"

Jacob could only tell Jaron, "I can't tell for certain. But I also find it hard for them to locate Terra. When Terra arrived in Greece, the occupying forces checked it for any tracking devices. None were found, but it seems that the Republic requires no effort in finding it."

Jaron accepted the answer and said, "I see. Well, I should leave you for now. I think I should see if my Gemini unit can be improved so I can help you with the Hades."

Jacob assured, "Work on it if you must, but you being there will be more than enough support if anything bad happens. If you have nothing else to ask me, then I shall let you be on your way."

Jaron thanked, "Thank you your highness, it truly makes me feel useful." Jaron walked off to the Gundam hangar and Jacob entered his room. All was quiet at that point...

James sat with a smug look on his face as Simms entered. He was not pleased. He couldn't hide the fact that the confidence of the crew had been shattered by the attack and that they were only plugging holes as fast as the spies were finding them.

"So... you think you're pretty clever, sneaking in here and raising hell," he said. "Well, I have news for you. By tomorrow, your friends will be joining you in the brig. You could certainly save us the time and trouble by telling us who your accomplices are, what your objectives are, what you've messed with... Let me tell you something, whatever you think you're after, you're not going to find it here. Distraction is our specialty, after all."

He was lying through his teeth. If "Kincaid" and his cronies knew half of the stuff this ship was hiding, they were up to their waist in bad.

OOC: Yeah, I know that myself, but Jacob and the others don't! :D

IC: (Add any further talk here Dancougar)

Jacob and Jaron walked back to Jacob's room in hopes of finding safety from the stowaways. If they were anywhere, it was possible they were looking for Jacob or the Terra like Jaron suggested. As Jaron and Jacob went to Jacob's door, Jaron asked, "Do you think the spies are really searching for you, like the Catptain suggested?"

Jacob could only tell Jaron, "I can't tell for certain. But I also find it hard for them to locate Terra. When Terra arrived in Greece, the occupying forces checked it for any tracking devices. None were found, but it seems that the Republic requires no effort in finding it."

Jaron accepted the answer and said, "I see. Well, I should leave you for now. I think I should see if my Gemini unit can be improved so I can help you with the Hades."

Jacob assured, "Work on it if you must, but you being there will be more than enough support if anything bad happens. If you have nothing else to ask me, then I shall let you be on your way."

Jaron thanked, "Thank you your highness, it truly makes me feel useful." Jaron walked off to the Gundam hangar and Jacob entered his room. All was quiet at that point...

Mervin was trying to stick to business as usual, but he was a bit unnerved by the spies running around... he could vouch for his crew, though. He knew everyone in the hanger had been with them since the start, so that was a help. But he found it hard to discuss test results, and even conduct more, as long as there was a risk of information falling into the wrong hands.

Tom was doing his work from the hanger for those reasons. Since no one was sneaking around in there, he could safely search through the ship's systems and plug holes. There were a lot. "This is a catastrophe," he was muttering, hacking away.

Mervin came over. "Find anything good?"

"Good? Shit, this is script kiddie paradise." He finally secured the root accounts and changed the passwords for good measure. He manually severed existing logins to ensure nobody was somewhere they shouldn't be. It was a major inconvenience to everyone who was logged in, but that was easy to fix on their end. "You? How did the tests on the plant go?"

"Inconclusive," Mervin sighed. "Just looking at the numbers, there's no good reason why it should be able to do what it does... you might be right. There's something eerie going on under the hood that we just can't detect."

"What about the pilots?" asked Tom.

"Really weird," replied Mervin. "The Prince's scan turned up something... well, downright spooky. I didn't think it was possible, but..." At that point, Jaron entered the hanger. "Ah, well, we'll talk more later. I've got a previous appointment."

"Heh, have fun with that," said Tom, going back to work.

"Hey, Jaron!" called Mervin. "You said you wanted to see me about something?"

"Yes, it's about my Gemini," Jaron said. "Given our opponents, I feel it is somewhat underpowered. I was wondering if there was something you could do to improve its capabilities."

"Well, we don't have many spare parts lying around, but I could probably whip something up, depending on what you had in mind," Mervin replied. "I can get you a list of what we've got so you can choose what you want."

Jaron was going to answer, but he stopped when he felt an arm come down on his shoulder. He turned around... it was Nelson. "L-lieutenant," he stuttered, "is there something I can do for you?"

"I was thinking it over... I think I have an idea to flush those spies out," he said. "You're from Terra, right? Son of a general?"

"Yes, but I fail to see what good that does me. I'm a deserter, after all."

"As far as they know. But... what if you were just tracking the real deserter, that Star... working alone to prove your loyalty to the Republic and your strength to your father? If you see that guy in the brig and give him the means to contact his buddies, and convince them that you're one of them..."

James sat with a smug look on his face as Simms entered. He was not pleased. He couldn't hide the fact that the confidence of the crew had been shattered by the attack and that they were only plugging holes as fast as the spies were finding them.

"So... you think you're pretty clever, sneaking in here and raising hell," he said. "Well, I have news for you. By tomorrow, your friends will be joining you in the brig. You could certainly save us the time and trouble by telling us who your accomplices are, what your objectives are, what you've messed with... Let me tell you something, whatever you think you're after, you're not going to find it here. Distraction is our specialty, after all."

He was lying through his teeth. If "Kincaid" and his cronies knew half of the stuff this ship was hiding, they were up to their waist in bad.

James wanted to burst out laughing. the shear odasity of Simms if only he knew how much they actualy knew finding information without looknig was Erins specialty... everyone coded files that actualy contained information but it was things like emergency plans matanence blueprints and other such public information that was useful to those who knew what to look for and had the patience to peice it all together

for instance he knew there were curently 5 mobile suits on board (jacob jaron nelson adam and the core 2 ((please notify if i missed anyone) from displacement logs and equipment requests by the maintanence department

he knew that 2 of those suits where new since the ship first launched and that one of the origional suits was MIA from the rumor mill and the berths the tools are being requisioned for

he also knew that prince jacob was aboard because he had seen him with his own eyes and that likely ment that the terra was likely one of the new mobile suits although he couldn't verify this Gregg had been trying to get assigned to a hanger crew to prove this but james would never know now. he only half expected his fellow operatives to attempt a rescu but if that happened it ment the operation was a sucess and they where fleeing so he would be content to play mind games right now

"am i being charged with something here?" his tone was calm and mesured to hide his emotions "because if i'm not its my right to walkout of this room" he stoold and walked over to the door and waited... "if you please" he gestured to the card slot and waited for Simms to unlock the door

"I was thinking it over... I think I have an idea to flush those spies out," he said. "You're from Terra, right? Son of a general?"

"Yes, but I fail to see what good that does me. I'm a deserter, after all."

"As far as they know. But... what if you were just tracking the real deserter, that Star... working alone to prove your loyalty to the Republic and your strength to your father? If you see that guy in the brig and give him the means to contact his buddies, and convince them that you're one of them..."

((ooc: oh snap... didn't think of that one... humm...ploting ploting... well its not like i expected to actualy get somewhere just a plausable way to pass the time))

"I was thinking it over... I think I have an idea to flush those spies out," he said. "You're from Terra, right? Son of a general?"

"Yes, but I fail to see what good that does me. I'm a deserter, after all."

"As far as they know. But... what if you were just tracking the real deserter, that Star... working alone to prove your loyalty to the Republic and your strength to your father? If you see that guy in the brig and give him the means to contact his buddies, and convince them that you're one of them..."

It was a rather risky choice for Jaron to make. The Terran military might know by now that Jaron and Star were deserters of the Republic. However, if these spies didn't know about it, there was a possible chance that he could get some information out of them. What were those chances? They were very hard to tell. The Terran military was always informed of who had betrayed them and who was still loyal, but Jaron's father was from a line of American servicemen, and reporting a traitor to the nation they served would soil the Crofton line. He didn't know if his father would actually show this to the world, but thought it might be a good chance to see if it was true. Jaron agreed,"Okay, I guess I could try..."

James wanted to burst out laughing. the shear odasity of Simms if only he knew how much they actualy knew finding information without looknig was Erins specialty... everyone coded files that actualy contained information but it was things like emergency plans matanence blueprints and other such public information that was useful to those who knew what to look for and had the patience to peice it all together

for instance he knew there were curently 5 mobile suits on board (jacob jaron nelson adam and the core 2 ((please notify if i missed anyone) from displacement logs and equipment requests by the maintanence department

he knew that 2 of those suits where new since the ship first launched and that one of the origional suits was MIA from the rumor mill and the berths the tools are being requisioned for

he also knew that prince jacob was aboard because he had seen him with his own eyes and that likely ment that the terra was likely one of the new mobile suits although he couldn't verify this Gregg had been trying to get assigned to a hanger crew to prove this but james would never know now. he only half expected his fellow operatives to attempt a rescu but if that happened it ment the operation was a sucess and they where fleeing so he would be content to play mind games right now

"am i being charged with something here?" his tone was calm and mesured to hide his emotions "because if i'm not its my right to walkout of this room" he stoold and walked over to the door and waited... "if you please" he gestured to the card slot and waited for Simms to unlock the door

"Cute, but right now, I decide what rights you do and don't have," said Simms. The two guards each clamped a hand down on his shoulders. "You're charged with being a Terran spy. We know you've tampered with the crew records, and we found some very nasty toys in your room." He held up one of the little explosives. "Easy to hide, easy to use... clever."

Well, darn. James was the equipment manager for his little team... fortunately, it meant that quarter searches would leave Erin and Gregg clean. It also meant that they were likely on their own for now, but they were good at their jobs and shouldn't need the help.

"So I'll tell what rights you DO have," said Simms, as the guards cuffed James' hands behind his back. "You have the right to sit in the brig until we can offload your ass, got me?" He opened the door with his card and the guards led him down the corridor.

((ooc: oh snap... didn't think of that one... humm...ploting ploting... well its not like i expected to actualy get somewhere just a plausable way to pass the time))

(OOC: This is good stuff, man. You're making me think more than I do in class ^_^)

It was a rather risky choice for Jaron to make. The Terran military might know by now that Jaron and Star were deserters of the Republic. However, if these spies didn't know about it, there was a possible chance that he could get some information out of them. What were those chances? They were very hard to tell. The Terran military was always informed of who had betrayed them and who was still loyal, but Jaron's father was from a line of American servicemen, and reporting a traitor to the nation they served would soil the Crofton line. He didn't know if his father would actually show this to the world, but thought it might be a good chance to see if it was true. Jaron agreed,"Okay, I guess I could try..."

"We can wait a bit for everything to calm down," said Nelson. "But at some point, you could float over to the brig and ask if you can see the prisoner. The guards'll probably turn you back, so you'll have to make something up, like the captain wanted you to talk to them since they probably know who you are, or whatever. And if you can somehow meet with the others, make sure we know, so we can back you up."

Holland rejoined the others "Any idea how long this will take" Diane asked "Weeks, months, who knows untill we see whats going on" Luna answered as they all were walking through the base. The workmenship of the base have vary good, they even walked by the most powerful weapon they have, the positronic cannon "To bad we can't put one of those on a mobile suit eh guys?" Holland said "Haha yeah, wipe out entire battalions in one shot" Luna said to him "So just what the hell are we going to do to kill time?" Mayrin asked "I have no idea" Holland responded as they continued to walk.

"Cute, but right now, I decide what rights you do and don't have," said Simms. The two guards each clamped a hand down on his shoulders. "You're charged with being a Terran spy. We know you've tampered with the crew records, and we found some very nasty toys in your room." He held up one of the little explosives. "Easy to hide, easy to use... clever."

Well, darn. James was the equipment manager for his little team... fortunately, it meant that quarter searches would leave Erin and Gregg clean. It also meant that they were likely on their own for now, but they were good at their jobs and shouldn't need the help.

"So I'll tell what rights you DO have," said Simms, as the guards cuffed James' hands behind his back. "You have the right to sit in the brig until we can offload your ass, got me?" He opened the door with his card and the guards led him down the corridor.


"last time i checked it was rather hard to atually convict someone who dosn't exist" James gloated. " so if you don't mind i'd like these off please" he twisted hi bak to show his cuffs.

terran alias's where only designed to servive serface scan's any indepth probe would't turn up a thing and with his real identety isolated on a republic inteligence network the only thing the Union would be able to prove that "brad kincade" didn't exist along with "Julie Peirce" and "Matthew Grant" if the unon even notced them. being the the comp wiz and the observer.

Gregg had finaly managed to get himself assigned to a mantanence detail not one spacificaly assigned to the hangers but his maintanence pass would grant him somewhat limited acess.... holes wounderfull holes maintanence personelll did have acess to the entire ship. assigning specific sections made ure people knew there systems inside and out but where still able to aid other areas in an emergency other wise you could find yourself shortstaffed very quickly

for now though gregg would stay in his assigned area while erin did more digging through the public files it would only be a matter of time before the union slipped up or they where caught but that seemed doubtfull


To Sam

have you seen any good movies recently? i saw that new spy film before i left it was really good especialy where the main characture got captured and had to free him self and how he pummled those dum guards... you should see it its a great movie with a suprize ending

Julie

Star pulled laku into te larger cavern and began wispering "i don't think the hades knows where i am" she was almost leaping with joy "i'm not sure how it happened but he seems to have lost trak of me... i might have been while it was traking you though in not sure if his scanners can penatrate into these caves. but if he really had lost me i think its time we start doing something about getting out of here"

"last time i checked it was rather hard to atually convict someone who dosn't exist" James gloated. " so if you don't mind i'd like these off please" he twisted hi bak to show his cuffs.

"Who said anything about conviction? Did you forget, the Union doesn't exist anymore. We're just a rogue ship in hostile waters," Simms shot back. "You'll get them off once you're in your cell."

Gregg had finaly managed to get himself assigned to a mantanence detail not one spacificaly assigned to the hangers but his maintanence pass would grant him somewhat limited acess.... holes wounderfull holes maintanence personelll did have acess to the entire ship. assigning specific sections made ure people knew there systems inside and out but where still able to aid other areas in an emergency other wise you could find yourself shortstaffed very quickly

for now though gregg would stay in his assigned area while erin did more digging through the public files it would only be a matter of time before the union slipped up or they where caught but that seemed doubtfull

"All right then, Mr. Grant, I'll just update your badge and you'll be good to go." Gregg just smiled as his access was broadened... idiot crew. They were practically doing his and Erin's jobs for them. It didn't help that Tom had kept the full details of what was going on to only a few people, and it hadn't really spread through the rest of the ship yet. Otherwise, these sorts of internal transfers wouldn't be allowed...

"So how long until I can get hanger access?" asked Gregg politely. "Mechanical engineering is my specialty, after all."

"The more specialized areas require some additional screening and such, and at some point you'll probably have to talk to the Chief," the crewman replied, returning the badge. "Your qualifications look good, though, so it should just be a matter of time. Until then, there's plenty of little things that need to get done. You need to report to... let's see... Roger Blanch. You'll be in his care until then, all right?"

Star pulled laku into te larger cavern and began wispering "i don't think the hades knows where i am" she was almost leaping with joy "i'm not sure how it happened but he seems to have lost trak of me... i might have been while it was traking you though in not sure if his scanners can penatrate into these caves. but if he really had lost me i think its time we start doing something about getting out of here"

"I guess we could try," she said. "I thought I saw a pretty rough path cutting through the mountains when I was outside, although it'll still take at least half an hour to get to. And we have to hope his finding me on the blind side of the mountain was just a lucky guess."

Hades listened in on the conversation Laku and Star were having. It was more than obvious that they were planning something. Undoubtebly it was their plot to escape. Hades would not allow this though, it was not going to let them leave until the Terra had arrived. It waited for them to attempt to leave through the cave, soon the two would see the true capabilities of the Hades. If they thought that anything could lose the eye of the Hades, they were in for a surprise...

"We can wait a bit for everything to calm down," said Nelson. "But at some point, you could float over to the brig and ask if you can see the prisoner. The guards'll probably turn you back, so you'll have to make something up, like the captain wanted you to talk to them since they probably know who you are, or whatever. And if you can somehow meet with the others, make sure we know, so we can back you up."

Jaron decided to follow Nelson's suggestion and began his walk up to the prisoer interrigation room. If he was lucky, the spy might see him as a soldier undercover and not as the deserter he was possibly reported as. He met up with the two guards at the door and asked them, "Could I ask who is interrigating the prisoner right now? And may I possibly have a word with him when he gets a chance?"

Jaron decided to follow Nelson's suggestion and began his walk up to the prisoer interrigation room. If he was lucky, the spy might see him as a soldier undercover and not as the deserter he was possibly reported as. He met up with the two guards at the door and asked them, "Could I ask who is interrigating the prisoner right now? And may I possibly have a word with him when he gets a chance?"

"Just missed him," the guard said. "Cap'n just had him hauled down to the brig. Smart mouth on that guy; real wise-ass. You were one o' them, so he might actually talk to you... Guys on watch have pretty strict orders not to let people in, but if you tell them who you are, they should. Or have the captain give you permission."

"Hey you guys wanna go fishing?" Diane asked as they all walked together "Fishing? since when did you know how to fish?" Holland asked her puzzled. She looked over at him "In prison or not, there are two theres you learn in greece, how to make olive oil right, and how to fish right" she told them "Let's bring a deck of cards while we fish and some food of course" Mayrin said to them "Good idea, Mayrin you and Diane go get some food and water and a deck of cards, me and Luna will go get the boat and the fishing gear" Holland told them as he gave them tasks. They all then split up to get the supplies.

"Just missed him," the guard said. "Cap'n just had him hauled down to the brig. Smart mouth on that guy; real wise-ass. You were one o' them, so he might actually talk to you... Guys on watch have pretty strict orders not to let people in, but if you tell them who you are, they should. Or have the captain give you permission."

"Thank you. I'll be certain to do so." Jaron followed the ships map towards the brig and managed to find the area where the prisoner was kept. There, he saw the Captain leaving and he managed to ask him, "Excuse me Captain Simms, I think I have a way of finding out what the spies are after. If you let me talk to him, I might be able to convince him I'm here to help them out in whatever mission they have."...

"Who said anything about conviction? Did you forget, the Union doesn't exist anymore. We're just a rogue ship in hostile waters," Simms shot back. "You'll get them off once you're in your cell."



"All right then, Mr. Donovan, I'll just update your badge and you'll be good to go." Gregg just smiled as his access was broadened... idiot crew. They were practically doing his and Erin's jobs for them. It didn't help that Tom had kept the full details of what was going on to only a few people, and it hadn't really spread through the rest of the ship yet. Otherwise, these sorts of internal transfers wouldn't be allowed...

"So how long until I can get hanger access?" asked Gregg politely. "Mechanical engineering is my specialty, after all."

"The more specialized areas require some additional screening and such, and at some point you'll probably have to talk to the Chief," the crewman replied, returning the badge. "Your qualifications look good, though, so it should just be a matter of time. Until then, there's plenty of little things that need to get done. You need to report to... let's see... Roger Blanch. You'll be in his care until then, all right?"

((ooc: i did mention that his assumed name was Mattew Grant but no worries if you didn't catch it))

To Julie

yes i did see that movie... i felt bad for the hero being captured but he got out alright in the end. did you see that new sci-fi flik where the aliens boreded that ship and started shorting out the systems... the special effects are awsome, you should try and see it if you havent already its great

Sam

"sounds good to me" so he wouldn't be assigned to the mobile suit crews but that was fine greggs alias wouldn't servive the background check but his general maintanence pass would give his enough access to the ship without arousing suspition and it would be easy tor Erin to print off false maintanence orders and e'd be able to forge signatures once he'd seen his supervisors sig

he made his way through the ship towards the mintanence department and begn asking around for Roger to get his first assignment

((ooc: i did mention that his assumed name was Mattew Grant but no worries if you didn't catch it))

(OOC: Yes, I very missed it. Previous post edited. Did you give Erin one yet?)

"sounds good to me" so he wouldn't be assigned to the mobile suit crews but that was fine greggs alias wouldn't servive the background check but his general maintanence pass would give his enough access to the ship without arousing suspition and it would be easy tor Erin to print off false maintanence orders and e'd be able to forge signatures once he'd seen his supervisors sig

he made his way through the ship towards the mintanence department and begn asking around for Roger to get his first assignment

"Okay, let's see here... Grant, you're on... general staff. So yeah, we can't place you straight into a special section, so I'm afraid you'll be doing some gruntish tasks for awhile, until your request for mobile suits goes through. Right now, I've got a few things... light fixtures in the cafeteria need a look-over, electronic lock malfunctions in crew quarters, and brig system diagnostics. If you could grab two of those, it would be great."

After about an hour, Admiral Firuz's assistant reported, "Sir, we've received word from Twilight Phoenix on the status of the Tartar mobile suits. According to them, there are approximately 2,000 Tartars held in factories across the Russian area, and 500 are in various states of disassemblement."
Admiral Firuz nodded and said, "Sounds like we might be able to assemble a small fighting force if we can find enough former pilots to free."
His assistant informed, "Unfortunately that's not the only news Twilight Phoenix has sent us."
The Admiral asked him, "What else do they say?"
His assistant grimly informed, "They are saying that the Republic plans on disassembling the last of them by the end of the month."
Things were not looking to well. If the Republic intended to destroy the last of the Russian mobile suits by the end of the month, training Russian pilots would be a difficult matter to overcome. He informed, "We shall have to act fast then. If we want to see the Russians fighting on our side, we will have to somehow aquire them before that time." He hoped to see some suggestions from his fellow Admirals...

After about an hour, Admiral Firuz's assistant reported, "Sir, we've received word from Twilight Phoenix on the status of the Tartar mobile suits. According to them, there are approximately 2,000 Tartars held in factories across the Russian area, and 500 are in various states of disassemblement."
Admiral Firuz nodded and said, "Sounds like we might be able to assemble a small fighting force if we can find enough former pilots to free."
His assistant informed, "Unfortunately that's not the only news Twilight Phoenix has sent us."
The Admiral asked him, "What else do they say?"
His assistant grimly informed, "They are saying that the Republic plans on disassembling the last of them by the end of the month."
Things were not looking to well. If the Republic intended to destroy the last of the Russian mobile suits by the end of the month, training Russian pilots would be a difficult matter to overcome. He informed, "We shall have to act fast then. If we want to see the Russians fighting on our side, we will have to somehow aquire them before that time." He hoped to see some suggestions from his fellow Admirals...

"It might be possible to just equip them with Geminis or other Terran models," Hall mused. "But the interface is probably substantially different... we would need to put as much work into restoring cockpits as we would into freeing pilots. We would need to begin an eastward offensive within the next few days."

But there was much to do. They would need to coordinate the various military arms and come up with a unified plan of attack. And speaking of unified, they needed to figure out who was to be in charge of all this. The coordination of land, sea, and airborne mobile suit squadrons, coupled with naval vessels and ground troops... it was a very imposing task. Plus, the Great White, which had the strongest Gundam support they could call upon, was tied up for at least another three or four days with problems of its own.

"At the very least, we need to come up with our initial targets," Hall said at last. "Istanbul will be a required waypoint if we are to break into the Black Sea. Once there, the important targets are Sochi and Simferapol. Where we choose to strike will likely determine our route of advance - north through Ukraine, sticking to the steppe, or farther east along the Volga. The Russian route is longer and through more difficult terrain, but ultimately achieves more objectives.

"Our other option is an advance north from Greece by land only. We face smaller garrisons, but a longer march. We will not face the initial struggles of a naval landing, but it will take longer to develop the offensive. And time is of the essence. We should begin preparing special forces immediately for seizure of enemy material, as well as taking stock of and mobilizing our available mobile suits."

(OOC: Yes, I very missed it. Previous post edited. Did you give Erin one yet?)

((ooc: yes i did its Julie Peirce))

"Okay, let's see here... Grant, you're on... general staff. So yeah, we can't place you straight into a special section, so I'm afraid you'll be doing some gruntish tasks for awhile, until your request for mobile suits goes through. Right now, I've got a few things... light fixtures in the cafeteria need a look-over, electronic lock malfunctions in crew quarters, and brig system diagnostics. If you could grab two of those, it would be great."

"i guess i'll take the locks and the brig changing lights isnt my thing..." he chuckled as he grabbed a tool kit and headed to the first of the malfunctioning locks. by the time he was finnished he had figued out how to trip the locks with a simple command from any public console it would almost be to easy he moved on to the brig to see whta he could learn there.

"Ah relaxing while fishing, if only we could do this every day eh guys?" Holland said as he sat on the boat waiting for his fishing line to catch something. He looked over to the others "Hey Mayrin can you pass me a drink" he asked her, she reached into a cooler and grabbed a drink out of it and tossed it over to Holland "Thanks, any one get any thing yet?" he then asked to see if any one got any thing yet. They all looked at him "nope" they all replied before turning back to there lines. It was a nice fishing trip for them all before they go out of a operation.

"If we get through Istanbul, it's likely they'll mobilize their naval forces in the sea to counter us," Hall continued, "and they may even begin their attack while we're still passing through. If that's the path we take, I would suggest we send submarines through first along with mobile suit escorts... our Leatherbacks should be able to inflict substantial damage as long as they haven't deployed their naval suits worldwide yet. Ah, yes, the new Aquarius... we'll provide you with what data we have on them, as we'll likely encounter them in the future. We also have this... our ballistic system, IMMD. The Terrans have yet to deploy an effective countermeasure."

One of his aides spoke up. "Sir, I notice that this Phoenix group... they seem to have a lot of connections. Mobile suits, information, whatever they want... couldn't we try and use their sources to get extra material for this attack?"

"If we get through Istanbul, it's likely they'll mobilize their naval forces in the sea to counter us," Hall continued, "and they may even begin their attack while we're still passing through. If that's the path we take, I would suggest we send submarines through first along with mobile suit escorts... our Leatherbacks should be able to inflict substantial damage as long as they haven't deployed their naval suits worldwide yet. Ah, yes, the new Aquarius... we'll provide you with what data we have on them, as we'll likely encounter them in the future. We also have this... our ballistic system, IMMD. The Terrans have yet to deploy an effective countermeasure."

One of his aides spoke up. "Sir, I notice that this Phoenix group... they seem to have a lot of connections. Mobile suits, information, whatever they want... couldn't we try and use their sources to get extra material for this attack?"

IC: Admiral Firuz answered, "I believe that our best choice may be to start from Istanbul. We must reach the inlands of Russia as soon as we possibly can if we wish to gain help from the Russians. It will also be in our favor if the Army of Islam begins an uprising at the same time of our invasion." Hopefully the Confederation Admiral would agree or find some strategy to add to the plan...

OOC: Jaron's still waiting for an answer, just to let you know Dancougar.

"Thank you. I'll be certain to do so." Jaron followed the ships map towards the brig and managed to find the area where the prisoner was kept. There, he saw the Captain leaving and he managed to ask him, "Excuse me Captain Simms, I think I have a way of finding out what the spies are after. If you let me talk to him, I might be able to convince him I'm here to help them out in whatever mission they have."...

(OCC: Sorry, must've scanned over it by accident. Last order of business before I leave for the weekend, then...)

Simms paused for a moment. So far Jaron had done nothing to make him think he wasn't an ally, and they might listen to one of their own... if his betrayal wasn't common knowledge. It couldn't hurt. Anything to speed up the process. "That should be all right, perhaps you can get something out of him," he replied. He walked over to the guards and issued a quick order. The guard slid his card key into the panel next to the door and it slid aside. "It's all yours, son. Be careful."

"I got one, I got one!" Luna called out as she reeled in a fish. When she reeled it onto the boat every one just laughed "some catch" Mayrin said as she was laughing her ass off. Luna did catch a fish, a extreamly tiny one. Luna quickly tossed it back and continued fishing "still did better then you guys" she quickly said to them "Maybe so but still that thing was tiny" Diane said to her.

IC: Admiral Firuz answered, "I believe that our best choice may be to start from Istanbul. We must reach the inlands of Russia as soon as we possibly can if we wish to gain help from the Russians. It will also be in our favor if the Army of Islam begins an uprising at the same time of our invasion." Hopefully the Confederation Admiral would agree or find some strategy to add to the plan...


"I agree on the plan through Istanbul, but to invade Russia, we will have to strike at at least 3 points, Istanbul is one, the border near the Scandinavian empire could be two, and right through the area around Poland and Ukraine could be three. The problem with three is that our forces do not have rights to go through The Remant territory, we will have to seek premision from them immediatly." Admiral Lockhart suggested.

Belgium....

President Barcona was fileing paperwork when the phone rang...
"Yes?" he answered.
"Mr. President, this is Admiral Lockhart, can you ask the European Federal Remnant if we can aquire rights to move through their territory?" Lockhart asked.
"Yes...I guess I can" he replied, and he hung up.

OOC: give me a bit to read up on wat every one is doing so i can help keep all aspects going

OOC: give me a bit to read up on wat every one is doing so i can help keep all aspects going

OOC: Well this is what's going on, so far as I can tell.

Jaron is about to talk to one of the Terran spies to see if he could possibly get some info out of him about why they're there.

Star and Laku are still being observed under the ever watchful eye of the Hades.

Tong is stationed in Asgard to keep the populace of the Republic's new colonies in order.

The three Admirals are preparring for an ultimate strike on the Republic in hopes of getting the Russians to rejoin the war and reclaim their freedom. Time is of the essence however, if the forces don't save the remaining Tartar units soon, the last of them will be scrapped and enlisting a Russian resistance even more difficult.

And the Army of Islam is soon to receive a boost of power from the allied forces in hopes of freeing Istanbul from the grasp of Terra.

Anything else, be sure to ask me.

(OCC: Sorry, must've scanned over it by accident. Last order of business before I leave for the weekend, then...)

Simms paused for a moment. So far Jaron had done nothing to make him think he wasn't an ally, and they might listen to one of their own... if his betrayal wasn't common knowledge. It couldn't hurt. Anything to speed up the process. "That should be all right, perhaps you can get something out of him," he replied. He walked over to the guards and issued a quick order. The guard slid his card key into the panel next to the door and it slid aside. "It's all yours, son. Be careful."

He thanked Simms, "Thank you sir. I'll do my best." After entering the cell, he found the captured spy that had snuck onboard. Jaron was about to speak to a trained Terran, and if news of his betrayl hadn't gotten around, he would learn something the others could not. He began asking, "What's the target?" If anyone knew this, it meant that Jaron had come to replace the spy in his place for the mission. If all went well, Jaron could learn where the others were located and report them to Captain Simms. Jaron would pretend that he was still on the Terran's side, but if the spy knew of his betrayl, he would have to think of other ways to talk to him...

"I guess we could try," she said. "I thought I saw a pretty rough path cutting through the mountains when I was outside, although it'll still take at least half an hour to get to. And we have to hope his finding me on the blind side of the mountain was just a lucky guess."

OOC: this is the last adventures of Star and Laku post i believe

"yes, luck, but half an hour to get there, what we need is something to take his attention away long enough that he doesn't know which way we went" star said as she kept her self in the shadows "but what?" laku asked "I don't know, but you better get out there before he comes looking in here and find me to" she responded

OOC: hope i did good for a simple post, back to my people

"I got something" Holland yelled and he realed it in only to find out it was a boot "some catch Holland its even better then mine" Luna managed to say while laughing "Yeah yeah what ever" holland said to her as he grinned.

"I agree on the plan through Istanbul, but to invade Russia, we will have to strike at at least 3 points, Istanbul is one, the border near the Scandinavian empire could be two, and right through the area around Poland and Ukraine could be three. The problem with three is that our forces do not have rights to go through The Remant territory, we will have to seek premision from them immediatly." Admiral Lockhart suggested.

Belgium....

President Barcona was fileing paperwork when the phone rang...
"Yes?" he answered.
"Mr. President, this is Admiral Lockhart, can you ask the European Federal Remnant if we can aquire rights to move through their territory?" Lockhart asked.
"Yes...I guess I can" he replied, and he hung up.

"I had best do the same thing." Admiral Firuz said. He turned to the Oceanic Admiral and said, "We will soon be able to launch the assualt. We will need to get permission from the Remnant however, so this may take a bit of time."

Stockholm House of Representatives

Today, the House of Representatives had to speak about what to do now that the militaries of Scandinavia and the Confederation were planning, seeing that the lands of Russia would be a pressing matter for the course of the war. To speak of this matter, General Anders Nikolaj was asked by Admiral Firuz to bring the matter to the Parliament.
He begun by saying, "Honorable Represenatives, as you may know, Officials have reported that we must begin a strike on Terra. If this is to be done however, we must not only attack Russia, but also free the old military in hopes of obtaining their support against the Republic."
The Swedish Representative interjected by stating, "I must object to this my lord." He explained, "We only have such a small army compared to the Republic's size. What hopes do we have of setting a single foot onto their soil?"
The acting Prime Minister, Pontus Arvid, assured him, "We shall not attack them directly. The time is not right to begin battles with the Republic."
The Danish Representative added, "Our numbers are small compared to them indeed, but if we enlist the help of as many as possible, we can at the very least weaken Terra's hold on the Russian people."
Pontus told them, "If we are to do this, however, we must strike swiftly before the Terrans dissolve everything the Russians have to fight with. We have learned from our new allies of the Twilight Phoenix that only 2,500 Tartar units remain and are being scrapped as we speak. We know very little about the Tartar units or if the Russians can operate Gemini mobile suits, but we must ensure that we capture them before they are all lost. Admiral Firuz has said that if we are to do so, we must distract the Terrans for a period so they do not attempt to steal back any of the Tartars."
General Nikolaj added, "This is an important point indeed. The Admiral has suggested that we give arms to the members of the Army of Islam stationed in Istanbul. He said that it is important that we do so now as we cannot wait for the members of the Parliament to agree upon wether or not to form an alliance with the Army."
The Norwegian Representative questioned, "Why should we arm the Army of Islam? What gaurantee do we have that they will simply do all they can to drive out the Terrans and not expand into other territories?"
The General assured him, "We shall simply be arming them. Our standings with one another will not be changed in anyway possible."
Acting Prime Minister Pontus spoke, "The decision to do so now lies within the power of the King. King Ragnvald IV, what is your ruling on this matter?"
The King thought about the matter for a moment, and cocluded saying, "...We shall do both as we are suggested. We will assemble a force to attack Russian bases as soon as possible and we will send arms to the Army of Islam as well. We will send the arms to East Macedonia and let the Army know that we will be supplying them."
The Acting Prime Minister proclaimed, "Very well then. The King has spoken, and this is his ruling."
The Swedish Representative admitted defeat and simply said, "If this is the will of His Majesty, I shall abide by it. I only hope that our ruling does not simply lead us to a quicker defeat in this war."
The King assured him, "I can only hope as much..."

OOC: this is the last adventures of Star and Laku post i believe

"yes, luck, but half an hour to get there, what we need is something to take his attention away long enough that he doesn't know which way we went" star said as she kept her self in the shadows "but what?" laku asked "I don't know, but you better get out there before he comes looking in here and find me to" she responded

This had all become too easy. The pilots needed a means of distraction for the Hades, but as long as it continued to watch over them, it would never lose track of them. Even the entire Army of Islam, which was bound to be arriving again, would not break its focus. The silence continued, and Hades continued to listen in on their conversation. Nothing was seceret from him while he kept watch...

This had all become too easy. The pilots needed a means of distraction for the Hades, but as long as it continued to watch over them, it would never lose track of them. Even the entire Army of Islam, which was bound to be arriving again, would not break its focus. The silence continued, and Hades continued to listen in on their conversation. Nothing was seceret from him while he kept watch...

Laku left the the cave and sat down just at the caves opening as so hades did not begin to wonder. Meanwhile Star began to explore deeper into the cave and when she did she heard something, it sounded like flowing water/ She went to the source only to find a small under ground river, she bent over and washed her face off with some of the water.

The president waited for the ambassador, and he finnaly walked in and sat down.
"Ambassador Fuentez, we need a favor from your nation." he announced.
"What do you need from us?" Fuentez asked.
"We need rights to pass through your borders so we can drive the enemy from Russia, if we can do that, Europe may escape the grasp of the Terranians. So i needed you to allow us to have border rights." he explaned.
"If that is to be done, we want to fight along with you," Fuentez offered.
"Great!.......wait, fight with us?" The president asked, puzzled by what the ambassador said.
"Well, we are on the same side, so why not team up?" Fuentez suggested.
"We thought that after the collapse of the old European Union, you would never want to rejoin." the president explanined.
"That was only because we feared for our safety, but now we appear on the same side, so for a long time we have been wating for something like this to pop up so we could offer to reform the EU." Fuentez replied.
"hmmm..........we don't have that many mobile suits, but combined, we should have adaquate forces." President Barcona thought. "Also, if we were to remain divided, we will surely be conqured."
"I accept your offer, we will form the EU again, and hopefully we can also reunite the Federation into the EU." the president replied.
"Under one condition, though, in order to show our strength of how united we are, the EU must liberate France.........................................................................................

((ooc: zoingo... its just Terrans terrinians just sounds wierd to me... so terrans or the republic... much simpler don't you thnik :) ))

((ooc: zoingo... its just Terrans terrinians just sounds wierd to me... so terrans or the republic... much simpler don't you thnik :) ))

Yes, but in Europe they use the long, fancyshamcy language that most people don't understand. Even if they speak the same language. :)

Also, at least they know how to spell think :D

Greece

The Scandinavians were hard at work helping the Greeks rebuild their way of life. The destruction made by the mysterious black Gundam was finally fixed, but there were still scars that the Republic had left on the Greeks way of life. Families had to be reunited, homes had to be reopened, even some of the finest places in the country were not spared, seeing places such as the Athinaikon restaurant needed to be fixed due to the death of its manager.
These were on the mind of Colonel Ansgar as he filed more paperwork to keep track of the progress made to rebuild the small country. As he was doing so though, he heard a beeping sound from his hologram phone. He pressed the activation button and a view of General Nikolaj was before him. The Colonel saluted, "Greetings General. How may I serve you?"
The General answered, "I need you to follow these orders Colonel, we need to bring the Terrans into a state of urgency. To do so, the Parliament has ruled to send weapons to the Army of Islam stationed in Istanbul."
Ansgar asked uneasily, "What do these weapons include?"
Nikolaj explained to him, "They include militia arms, explosives, and weapons to give them a better fighting chance."
Ansgar asked, "Does this include mobile suits as well sir?"
The General answered him, "Yes Colonel. It does..."
Ansgar was about to state, "Sir, I must-"
The General explained, "I would object to this as well Colonel, but we must distract the Terrans if we are to push them out of Europe. And I am afraid that the Army is our only chance of doing so. We need the Russians to rejoin the fighting, and if we do not enlist their help soon, they will not even have any way of fighting. Their mobile suits are being scrapped and we have no way of telling if the Russians will be able to use Terran mobile suits. It is because of this fact that time is of the essence. We must drive them out as soon as possible, no matter what it takes..."
In a last attempt to avert the decision, Colonel Ansgar said, "But sir, seeing the Russians may have a different way of operating mobile suits, do you not think the Army has these problems as well?"
The General told him, "We doubt that to be so Colonel. The Army is very resourceful and there have been world wide reports of their capability to pilot almost any mobile suit imaginable."
Colonel Ansgar was beat, and he knew it. He had to accept to sending weapons to the Army of Islam, wether he liked it or not. He accepted, "...Very well then. I shall do as you say General."
"Very good. I expect the weapons to be sent as soon as possible."0
As soon as the General signed off, Colonel Ansgar made a call for one of the Captains stationed in Greece. The Captain saluted, "Yes sir?"
Ansgar ordered, "Get me the nearest AOI leader in Istanbul. I wish to speak with him."...

OOC: welcome back NK

"wonder how long we have been out here?" Diane asked the others "good question, we have probably been out here a couple hours" Luna answered her as she grabbed some food to eat. Then Mayrin got a bite, but she didn't start yelling out she had one, she just realed it in only to find a massive fish at the end of her line "wow I caught one" she said. The others then turned to see the large fish on Mayrins line "nice catch" Holland told her.

(OOC: All right, chums, let's do this. EMMMMMMMMMMMM ESSSSSSSSSSS.... GEEEE~UNDAMMMMM!! *flies into Russia* ".... Oh my god, he just ran in. Oh god, s-s-stick to the plan!")

Aegean

Hall poured over the map. The Europeans were right... they'd probably need to cut across the central steppe in order to seriously threaten Terran positions in Russia. Add to that an attack from Scandinavia proper and their own push through the Black Sea... a three-pronged assault. He remembered his classical war studies and was already scared by the parallels he could draw to other invasion routes. But what else were they to do? "If we are to divide our forces in order to push across several routes, we will need to choose our targets carefully. There's lots of ground to cover and not much time to do it... but if we could get the Army of Islam to threaten the Caspian corridor, we can focus on Ukraine and the Baltics to start."

Great White

Loose lips sink ships... that was supposed to be the old war motto. Well, damn, they really screwed this up. Mervin was become more and more concerned with his data falling into Terran hands. He was learning some very interesting things about the Prince's capabilities, and if the Terrans were to find out... That, and the pilots wanted to get some test flights in. He agreed, and wanted to get more data, but was it safe to do?

They were almost down to three days until the deadline. The presence of enemy agents jeopardized their mission, especially with the Hades being so powerful and hostile. No word was expected from the roster team for several more hours. They were also getting close to Iranian waters, which could make things more complicated.

The engines were close to being repaired with no sign of sabotage - he'd handpicked the teams to begin with, and he'd kept a close eye on who had access to what. He couldn't vouch for every maintenance man on the ship, but those guys were clean. They'd be able to fly on schedule and beat a path through the Zagros.

Zagros

Laku remained in plain sight of the Hades. She couldn't tell if she had its full attention, but it didn't do anything to make it clear that he knew where Star was. That was worth something. She wasn't able to hear Star thumping about in the other cave anymore. With any luck, her digging had turned up something interesting.

Great White

"Is this some sort of joke?" Roland said on his cell phone. All had been quiet, untill President Barcona called and explained what had happened.
"All of it is true, we are now a united country the EU has reamerged and is now up and running." the president announced.
"Who is running the government?" Roland asked.
"The EU is a confederation, all of the countries have a say in the government, and the Confederation leader is well....me," the president explained.
"This is.....well......I don't really know what to say, its increadable." Roland said excitingly.
"Their is one little problem though"
"What could be the problem? We now have a substantal army to recapture Russia, and most of Europe is united to fight one enemy." Roland asked
"Thats the problem, most of Europe, in order for their support, we must first liberate France," he explained. "So we need a good plan to retake France, maybe the Scandinavians have a solution to our dilema." Barcona suggested.
"Very well then, goodbye." And Roland approached Mr. Gregors' cabin.
"Mr. Gregors, are you there?"

Prime Minister Gregors did see better days. Jacob was now confined to remain in his quarters for the sake of his safety, and the growing paranoia was causing much worry among the crew of the Great White. He did however, hope to hear something more uplifting from his fellow Prime Minister Roland Fespute. He heard him knocking on his door while he was checking over military reports the Scandinavians had to clear up. As the knocking finished, Rolf answered, "I am available. You may enter."

"Encrypted cellular communication detected on A level," reported Gimbley.

Simms buried his head in his hands. "God damn it... how the hell did something get through? I thought Daly patched our system!"

"One moment, I'll check its network headers," replied Gimbley, firing up Daly's diagnostic scripts. "Checking protocol... European diplomatic! It matches the headers provided by Prime Minister Fespute."

Simms breathed a sigh of relief. While it certainly wasn't safe to have the entire protocol specification lying around, the Prime Minister had been kind enough to let them know a few tidbits that would help them identify message types, though not necessarily the contents. "I'll have to chat with him later and make sure we're on the same page with this security alert," he said. "What about tracking, does this give us away?"

"It might be possible to identify the area the signal was broadcast to," said Gimbley, "but our scopes will find anyone approaching."

"That's fine." Simms sat back in his chair. Word was that the original roster would be reassembled in six hours. Did they have that long? Hopefully Jaron would come through before that. If they could stop this madness sooner...

Command had decided that it was futile to waaste another wing of fighters against the mysterious gundam again and moved back to a more subtle approach.

Liasons in Istanbul sat in wait for weapons shipments to strike into the heart of the Terrans, but unfortunately the attack with the gundam had put all shipments en route to a standstill. They sat in wait, knowing that sooner or later, their time would come.

Kazan Reclamatin facility - Russia

It wasn't untillt he end of shift that Mikal returned to Pyters office with one of the lead mechanics in tow "ahh Pyter i have bad news and worse news"

"i do not like the sound of that Mikal" Pyter poured the men an after shift glass of vodka "well lets hear it"

"the bad news" Mikal Began "is that after spending 20 years in the feilds the tartars are to rusted for a simple refit to bring them back to a servicable condition. while the internal components are relitivaly sound theye are in serious need of a major overhual."

there was a pause before Pyter asked "and the worse news"

is that even if we wanted to we do not have the maintanence facilities to even begin the kind of overhual nesicary to even begin to bring then to a functioning level, it would take 2 weeks of dedicated round the clock repair crews with the nessicary equipment to repair just one." Mikal paused "i'm not sure why you wanted to know but even if someone tried to steel them the 2 weeks it would take to make them work would be more than enough time for our forces to move in and crush them... you heard what they did to the union in the space of a week. i feel sorry for anyone who bother'd to go through the effort"

"i see" pyter thought for a moment "but it can be done."

"well yes." Mikal was a little taken a back

"exactly what equipment would you need?"

mikal was stunned he couldn't beleive this was coming from his boss but the mechanic rattled off a long list of equipment. the cranes the hag along with the welding torches but it was the more specialized equipment they where lacking such as the more manufacturing variaty.. sure they had there own for small jobs around the facility but nothing capable of handling a full scale refit.

Pyter had to think very carefully. given the nature of the facility he couldn't just order the equipment needed for a refit. even if he said one of the larger machines broke down and needed repairs it would still call down inspectors to see and then they would just over ride and order a new machine while the old one was refited an put back into service else where as that would be faster than waiting for repairs.

"thank you for your time gentalmen. please leave me the list of equipment."

the mechanic trpoed the list on Pyters desk and him and Mikal left leaving pyter to his thoughts... he had a plan... he just didn't know how he was going to carry it out... and if he did... mother russia might just call him a hero... the rebublic be dammed... it was russia he lived for... he pondered this as he nursed his vodka and remembered better days.

He thanked Simms, "Thank you sir. I'll do my best." After entering the cell, he found the captured spy that had snuck onboard. Jaron was about to speak to a trained Terran, and if news of his betrayl hadn't gotten around, he would learn something the others could not. He began asking, "What's the target?" If anyone knew this, it meant that Jaron had come to replace the spy in his place for the mission. If all went well, Jaron could learn where the others were located and report them to Captain Simms. Jaron would pretend that he was still on the Terran's side, but if the spy knew of his betrayl, he would have to think of other ways to talk to him...

James snickered when he saw jaron enter so there sending a boy to do a mans job he thought... what was the tattered remains of the union coming to

he was about to make another smart coment before jaron spoke Target... what the hell james sat up right and stared at this boy for several moments be for speeking "who are you?" James didn't reconize his face but the boy had a military berring and the millitary and covert ops rarely worked together (so he might reconize the name crofton but wouldn't recognize the face)

he would play cautious for now... she what the boy had to say if anything

Command had decided that it was futile to waaste another wing of fighters against the mysterious gundam again and moved back to a more subtle approach.

Liasons in Istanbul sat in wait for weapons shipments to strike into the heart of the Terrans, but unfortunately the attack with the gundam had put all shipments en route to a standstill. They sat in wait, knowing that sooner or later, their time would come.

In the evening night, a supply convoy was on its way to Istanbul, but remained outside of it. Consisting of the convoy were at least a dozen carrier trucks, eight of them containing mobile suits and the other four with weapons for the intended obtainers. As Captain Holvard watched over the city nearby, he told his men, "Remain here. I will find the Army's leader within the city. If I do not return before morning, hide the equipment as best you can." Holvard went into the city with his disguise and began to search for any indication of the AOI leader presence...

In the evening night, a supply convoy was on its way to Istanbul, but remained outside of it. Consisting of the convoy were at least a dozen carrier trucks, eight of them containing mobile suits and the other four with weapons for the intended obtainers. As Captain Holvard watched over the city nearby, he told his men, "Remain here. I will find the Army's leader within the city. If I do not return before morning, hide the equipment as best you can." Holvard went into the city with his disguise and began to search for any indication of the AOI leader presence...

Farruq Husseini and his team sat in their safehouse waiting for the supplies.

"Are you still flashing the signal?" he asked to a man standing by the switch of a neon light by the window.

"Yeah, I have been for the last three hours..." he grumbled back. "Are you sure they're coming?" he asked as he flipped the switch on and off three times before holding it on for another ten seconds and repeating the process.

"Yes," said Farruq. "Positive...Hassan would not let us down like this. After all, he activiated us, and now it's his problem if we screw up. He'll make sure it gets here just to save his own ass from the King."

James snickered when he saw jaron enter so there sending a boy to do a mans job he thought... what was the tattered remains of the union coming to

he was about to make another smart coment before jaron spoke Target... what the hell james sat up right and stared at this boy for several moments be for speeking "who are you?" James didn't reconize his face but the boy had a military berring and the millitary and covert ops rarely worked together (so he might reconize the name crofton but wouldn't recognize the face)

he would play cautious for now... she what the boy had to say if anything

Jaron answered him, "I'm Private Jaron Crofton sent to infiltrate Union Craft Great White. I'm on orders to locate the group and join them in finding the target on this vessel." Hopefully that would answer James's question. If there was anything else he had to ask, he would have to sound convincing as a Terran soldier.

Farruq Husseini and his team sat in their safehouse waiting for the supplies.

"Are you still flashing the signal?" he asked to a man standing by the switch of a neon light by the window.

"Yeah, I have been for the last three hours..." he grumbled back. "Are you sure they're coming?" he asked as he flipped the switch on and off three times before holding it on for another ten seconds and repeating the process.

"Yes," said Farruq. "Positive...Hassan would not let us down like this. After all, he activiated us, and now it's his problem if we screw up. He'll make sure it gets here just to save his own ass from the King."

As Holvard traveled through the streets, he saw a safehouse flashing a neon light. "It must be them..." He thought. He walked past the crowds and eventually reached the enterance. He entered and told everyone inside, "I am here to discuss with someone of great importance. It regards a matter outside..." Holvard had to keep the statement subtle, as he could not risk accidently end up talking to someone who was not part of the Army, like they intended to inform...

Laku left the the cave and sat down just at the caves opening as so hades did not begin to wonder. Meanwhile Star began to explore deeper into the cave and when she did she heard something, it sounded like flowing water/ She went to the source only to find a small under ground river, she bent over and washed her face off with some of the water.

Star shook the excess water off her hands into the underwater river she doubted the Hadies could see or hear her this deep (imposable by modern standerds so i'm guessing highly unlikely) the real question now was where did this river comefrom and where did it go, and most importently... could they follow it out thats what she needed to learn... she retraiced her steps back to the cavern where there stuff was and waited to catch Laku's eye while she grabed a compas a note pad and a pencil she had though about how the Hades had cought lake and resoned it could hear what was said in thes part of the cave so she was talking no chances

Jaron answered him, "I'm Private Jaron Crofton sent to infiltrate Union Craft Great White. I'm on orders to locate the group and join them in finding the target on this vessel." Hopefully that would answer James's question. If there was anything else he had to ask, he would have to sound convincing as a Terran soldier.

a private.. James did laugh... they couldn't be serous "well private" he said the rank in a rather condencending tone "if you here to aid us then you should know what the target is already... so you tell me what the traget is... oh anf if your wrong... i'll know" his face took on an expresio that would make star proud with all the evil implications it sugested

a private.. James did laugh... they couldn't be serous "well private" he said the rank in a rather condencending tone "if you here to aid us then you should know what the target is already... so you tell me what the traget is... oh anf if your wrong... i'll know" his face took on an expresio that would make star proud with all the evil implications it sugested

Jaron adjusted a serious face and told him, "I was sent here to receive the objective from one of the operatives. High Command would not disclose the information to me and said I had to rely on the support of the operatives. If you don't answer, I'll be sure to report you for failure to cooperate in the mission." Obviously he didn't seem to know that he was a deserter or that he was a Crofton. Wether or not it offered any advantage, Jaron was far from able to tell...

tong floated in the gravitationaly nutral center of the colony in the jade panther powered down exept for the more pasive systems the wepons being off line it was peacefull here the calm amoungst the storm... he had used the new thrusters to boost himself into position a simple matter realy for one of his talents but that was neither here nor there.

the scandinaviens had kept mostly to them selves after the riot oh they where still rebelling but nothing so dramatic as an all out riot or attack on the republic.

tong couldn't wait for his next assignment babysiting civies had quickly grown tedious while he enjoyed the relitive peace and serenity it offered he longed for the thrill of battle the impending death with his every move the risk of his own glouious demise the honour of dying for his country it was what he longed for or destany willing to die old and toothless a celebrated hero.. that would be an acceptable compromise

Jaron adjusted a serious face and told him, "I was sent here to receive the objective from one of the operatives. High Command would not disclose the information to me and said I had to rely on the support of the operatives. If you don't answer, I'll be sure to report you for failure to cooperate in the mission." Obviously he didn't seem to know that he was a deserter or that he was a Crofton. Wether or not it offered any advantage, Jaron was far from able to tell...

"and i'm suposed to beleive they sent a bumbling private in to assist in a sencitive operation without giving him any information you must really think me a fool as for my suposed failure.. my capture had likely been reported to command and new orders given to compensate... what happens to me now is irelevent but wait till i can get word out that i found you... tell me... is Miss Lynde here too?" News of trators traveled fast and the Covers ops teams where the first to be notified as they had the best chance of locating them.. the fact that Holland was still missing was a testament to the twilight groups secrecy

"and i'm suposed to beleive they sent a bumbling private in to assist in a sencitive operation without giving him any information you must really think me a fool as for my suposed failure.. my capture had likely been reported to command and new orders given to compensate... what happens to me now is irelevent but wait till i can get word out that i found you... tell me... is Miss Lynde here too?" News of trators traveled fast and the Covers ops teams where the first to be notified as they had the best chance of locating them.. the fact that Holland was still missing was a testament to the twilight groups secrecy

It was official, they knew Jaron was a traitor. He would have to think of a good story to convince him that he was still on the Republic's side. He told him, "I did it to gain the perfect cover. The Union thinks that I'm here to aid them in their effort, but now I can help the Republic. I had to appear professional so that you would believe that I was actually here to assist in the operation. I didn't receive word of the operation here, I'll admit, but now I want to help the Republic any way that I can." He went on to tell him, "And Miss Lynde is not here, I helped ensure that she was captured by the Hades."

It was official, they knew Jaron was a traitor. He would have to think of a good story to convince him that he was still on the Republic's side. He told him, "I did it to gain the perfect cover. The Union thinks that I'm here to aid them in their effort, but now I can help the Republic. I had to appear professional so that you would believe that I was actually here to assist in the operation. I didn't receive word of the operation here, I'll admit, but now I want to help the Republic any way that I can." He went on to tell him, "And Miss Lynde is not here, I helped ensure that she was captured by the Hades."

it was a gutsy move he had to admit and one that if he pulled off would instantly make him a hero but it was still just a little far fetched he woulh have to feel him out a little more before actualy disclosing anything

"lets just assume that i beleive you why not present command with your idea at least then you wouldn't be permanently branded a traitor if you fail. it would be eazy to produce the apropreate documents branding you a traitor with out actualy labling you one... hell after all i don't exist"

Jaron told him, "I did present my idea to High Command, they said they would consider it but they would not allow me to try it. They said that a mission such as this should be left in the hands of someone they deemed more competent. I intend to show them that I can do this. And I'll do so, with or without their approval."

Jaron told him, "I did present my idea to High Command, they said they would consider it but they would not allow me to try it. They said that a mission such as this should be left in the hands of someone they deemed more competent. I intend to show them that I can do this. And I'll do so, with or without their approval."

"so you'd risk your career and possably jepordize an important mission just to be a hero because why if myself or one of my teem mates that the more compotent operative they sent in huh ever think of that boy... didn't think so... so go think about it who nkows maybe it was your actions that got me cought and risked this entire operation" it felt good to have someone to blame rather than pure chance even it it wasnt true " send sims back in... i feel like harassing him again rather than some punk who thinks he can do better than a trained operative"

it was more to see how serious Jaron was... if ha came back it might be worth getting him more involved if not he would know he was making it all up... who nkows he might be making it all up even if he came back... ahh the nervous life of an operative

"so you'd risk your career and possably jepordize an important mission just to be a hero because why if myself or one of my teem mates that the more compotent operative they sent in huh ever think of that boy... didn't think so... so go think about it who nkows maybe it was your actions that got me cought and risked this entire operation" it felt good to have someone to blame rather than pure chance even it it wasnt true " send sims back in... i feel like harassing him again rather than some punk who thinks he can do better than a trained operative"

it was more to see how serious Jaron was... if ha came back it might be worth getting him more involved if not he would know he was making it all up... who nkows he might be making it all up even if he came back... ahh the nervous life of an operative

OOC: By coming back, you mean responding to him right? I just have to make sure.

OOC: By coming back, you mean responding to him right? I just have to make sure.

((ooc: well that and he was kinda asked to leave the whole "send simms in" bit. you can't expect an operative to just spill the beans after all :) need to test his loyalty and speeking of wich i have a plot that might just make jaron blanch but at the same time might reveal all the operatives on board))

((ooc: well that and he was kinda asked to leave the whole "send simms in" bit. you can't expect an operative to just spill the beans after all :) need to test his loyalty and speeking of wich i have a plot that might just make jaron blanch but at the same time might reveal all the operatives on board))

OOC: I see, I just had to check cause the wording was a bit confusing for me. If I mess up, be sure to let me know.

IC: Jaron answered James, "I wouldn't do anything to jepordize this mission. If anything I can only imagine that somehow you expose yourself to the crew and allowed yourself to be captured. How else could you have gotten down here?"

As Holvard traveled through the streets, he saw a safehouse flashing a neon light. "It must be them..." He thought. He walked past the crowds and eventually reached the enterance. He entered and told everyone inside, "I am here to discuss with someone of great importance. It regards a matter outside..." Holvard had to keep the statement subtle, as he could not risk accidently end up talking to someone who was not part of the Army, like they intended to inform...

Farruq stepped out from the hallway and confronted the man. Eying him over, he decided this was teh guy adn waved him into the room.

Sitting down at a small table he extended his hand to the man to shake. "I am Farruq Husseini, and I suspect you are my people's little care package. So tell me, what is it you have for my today?"

Star shook the excess water off her hands into the underwater river she doubted the Hadies could see or hear her this deep (imposable by modern standerds so i'm guessing highly unlikely) the real question now was where did this river comefrom and where did it go, and most importently... could they follow it out thats what she needed to learn... she retraiced her steps back to the cavern where there stuff was and waited to catch Laku's eye while she grabed a compas a note pad and a pencil she had though about how the Hades had cought lake and resoned it could hear what was said in thes part of the cave so she was talking no chances

There was some movement just out of sight. It looked like Star was back. Laku feigned a yawn and stretched, leaning back far enough to get a better look. She could barely make our Star's outline in the cave, but she was waving something in front of her and not making a sound. Laku couldn't tell what it was, but she figured the message was something like "It can hear us if we talk." Geez, why is it going through so much trouble just to keep us here? She rolled back into the opening and out of Hades' sight, and then crawled over to Star to see what was up.

OOC: I see, I just had to check cause the wording was a bit confusing for me. If I mess up, be sure to let me know.

IC: Jaron answered James, "I wouldn't do anything to jepordize this mission. If anything I can only imagine that somehow you expose yourself to the crew and allowed yourself to be captured. How else could you have gotten down here?"

"you wouldn't intentionaly jepordize the mission" james said "you what you might accidently do that worries me than and the fat you ight be lieing though your teeth hopeing to get me to talk well lets simplify it for both of us you want me to beleive you fine... hereswhat your going to do... your going to get a hand gun and hide it in the following hatch "he cribled a loation on a peice of paper then keeping his hand over it showed it to Jaron making sure he got a good look at it before slowly ripping it into insainly small peices "after that short out the lights in the hall in the following sequence. 1 on 2 off 2 on 1 off" then report back whn the lights have been fixed got it? oh and dont worry if you fail or squeel... its not a key part of the plan it will only make things eazyer so you can prove your worth and i can still protect my team"

"you wouldn't intentionaly jepordize the mission" james said "you what you might accidently do that worries me than and the fat you ight be lieing though your teeth hopeing to get me to talk well lets simplify it for both of us you want me to beleive you fine... hereswhat your going to do... your going to get a hand gun and hide it in the following hatch "he cribled a loation on a peice of paper then keeping his hand over it showed it to Jaron making sure he got a good look at it before slowly ripping it into insainly small peices "after that short out the lights in the hall in the following sequence. 1 on 2 off 2 on 1 off" then report back whn the lights have been fixed got it? oh and dont worry if you fail or squeel... its not a key part of the plan it will only make things eazyer so you can prove your worth and i can still protect my team"

Jaron managed to get a good enough look at the paper to remember what hatch he had to hide the handgun in. After receiving the order from James, he told him, "If that's what it takes, I'll do it then." He left the room and entered the hall. He would have to catch the Captain as soon as possible so he could let him know of his plan to get James to talk. If this didn't work, it would be hard to tell if he would ever...

There was some movement just out of sight. It looked like Star was back. Laku feigned a yawn and stretched, leaning back far enough to get a better look. She could barely make our Star's outline in the cave, but she was waving something in front of her and not making a sound. Laku couldn't tell what it was, but she figured the message was something like "It can hear us if we talk." Geez, why is it going through so much trouble just to keep us here? She rolled back into the opening and out of Hades' sight, and then crawled over to Star to see what was up.

star hastly scrawled a breif note *hadies can likely hear, found under ground stream, follow, get out of hearing range* it was short to the point and said exactly what she wanted it to without all the extra writing. she grabed her flashlight again along with a lantern nd headed back down to the water... it was safe to asume that the depth and the running watter would muffle any sound they made making it so the hadies couldn't hear hem any more if it could at all the only dissadvantage was they couldnt hear either so they wouldn't know if the terra came or not without checking everyonce and a while... well they would only have to wait 3 more days and then they would see what happened

Jaron managed to get a good enough look at the paper to remember what hatch he had to hide the handgun in. After receiving the order from James, he told him, "If that's what it takes, I'll do it then." He left the room and entered the hall. He would have to catch the Captain as soon as possible so he could let him know of his plan to get James to talk. If this didn't work, it would be hard to tell if he would ever...

james chukled after jaron left and spoke to the obviously recording microphones and looked at the likely spot of the camera "ahh simms... couldn't you come up with something more reative and beleivable? the rouge terran.... please if you think i'm going to spill that eazy think again" he smiled at the camera and leaned back to contemplate his fate... he wan't worried the union didn't have the guts for torture and even if he was tried and vonvicted wich was unlikely due to the fack wh where they gonna charge... the invisable man? and if his team couldn't rescue him the republic would simply erase the hidden files of his identity causeing him to cease to exist but that didn't bother him either... it was an operatives life its what he had been taught to expect ever since he was recruted he dosed off leaning against the wall in his chair a smile on his fae from the unions stupidity.

gregg had waited till after lunch before heading down to the brig... he didn't want to apear to be in to much of a rush to get down there lest they suspect him as well. he showed his pass to the guards aswell as the maintanence form and got to work. he would use the time to poke around in the brig systems anf learn what he could checking to see if there was a way to break james out... if not... well it had been a plesure working for him

Erin had gotten herself assigend to the lower ranks of a data prosessing team it wouldn't trigger a review of her file bt it would give her slightly better acess to ships systems and that was good enough for now she had other plans.

it hadnent been hard to determen who was the lead computer whiz. and she was still young enough and atractive enough that she might ba able to attack his baser nature so the next time she say him go by she wated till he looked her way and made eyes at him... it would be a start and her well honed skills at mimicing voices would make her sound authentic if her talked to her ((translation she can speak with a convincing australian accent))

star hastly scrawled a breif note *hadies can likely hear, found under ground stream, follow, get out of hearing range* it was short to the point and said exactly what she wanted it to without all the extra writing. she grabed her flashlight again along with a lantern nd headed back down to the water... it was safe to asume that the depth and the running watter would muffle any sound they made making it so the hadies couldn't hear hem any more if it could at all the only dissadvantage was they couldnt hear either so they wouldn't know if the terra came or not without checking everyonce and a while... well they would only have to wait 3 more days and then they would see what happened

Laku nodded as she read the note and followed Star. The stream would leave the mountain eventually, and if the opening as big enough for them to pass through, it might give them an easier trail down the mountain and eventually lead to a clearing or valley of some kind. Of course, it was just as likely that it terminated in a pond or plunged over a massive cliff, in which case the only reason this route was useful was that there was plenty of water. Laku took a moment to drink up, refill her canteen, and the two were off in silence.

james chukled after jaron left and spoke to the obviously recording microphones and looked at the likely spot of the camera "ahh simms... couldn't you come up with something more reative and beleivable? the rouge terran.... please if you think i'm going to spill that eazy think again" he smiled at the camera and leaned back to contemplate his fate... he wan't worried the union didn't have the guts for torture and even if he was tried and vonvicted wich was unlikely due to the fack wh where they gonna charge... the invisable man? and if his team couldn't rescue him the republic would simply erase the hidden files of his identity causeing him to cease to exist but that didn't bother him either... it was an operatives life its what he had been taught to expect ever since he was recruted he dosed off leaning against the wall in his chair a smile on his fae from the unions stupidity.

Simms listened to Jaron's proposal. "Well, since he hasn't made any effort to get out through you or anyone else, I would assume these favors are for his accomplices... we can hide a camera or something to see who goes to the gun hatch, so at least we'll know who's armed and can take appropriate measures. The light thing is strange... perhaps some kind of signal? He might just be testing you..."


Erin had gotten herself assigend to the lower ranks of a data prosessing team it wouldn't trigger a review of her file bt it would give her slightly better acess to ships systems and that was good enough for now she had other plans.

it hadnent been hard to determen who was the lead computer whiz. and she was still young enough and atractive enough that she might ba able to attack his baser nature so the next time she say him go by she wated till he looked her way and made eyes at him... it would be a start and her well honed skills at mimicing voices would make her sound authentic if her talked to her ((translation she can speak with a convincing australian accent))

Haven't seen her before, thought Tom as the new girl walked past. Internal transfer, then? He sat down at his box flipped through his clipboard. Ah, right, Julie Pierce. Weird of her to transfer in from supplies of all places, but that was just his prejudice doing the talking... believe it or not, lots of people can use computers pretty well. Even cute girls. Now to just update her accounts, get her group permissions updated for Data Processing, and...

Hold up. Computers don't lie. Files don't lie. Julie Pierce is Julie Pierce, an individual with a background in technology who happened to get her start where they were short-handed. But computers and files don't just appear, they're created. By people. And people lie. Part of the problem they were facing now was that some people lied when they created their identities, and it happened that such an identity was the only thing he had to legitimize granting this - or any - account access to various things. Sensitive information came with it, even if the position wasn't terribly high up in the food chain.

That IS a convenient plan, now isn't it? thought Tom. The plan made sense to him. Make the break-in someplace simple like the supply team, then get access to more specialized positions later. No one can prove your qualifications are false any more than they can prove you're a Terran spy when the only thing they have on you is a file which may or may not be legit.

Ah, but if it were only that simple. A look at the personnel logs revealed that there had been close to 40 transfers of various kinds since they'd left Dawwah, and any number of them could be dangerous. Security detail, maintenance, computer systems, even weapons management... The motive was clear enough in his mind to raise a little flag.

He got a secure channel with Mervin. "Hey, quick question on transfers," he said. "You guys have gotten... let's see... nine new crew since the break-in. How do you handle placement?"

"Well, shoot, you know that departments only see the people come in," said Mervin, "Personnel handles the transfer itself. Usually all we do is throw someone on general staff for a bit and then move them into a specific area after a week or so."

"Anything special they need for that?" asked Tom.

"Well, they need to be qualified," Mervin replied. "And they need to have a chat with me and the guy in charge of the team they want. It's not terribly formal or anything, but we just need to make sure they can actually do the job."

"Right, so my next question is, how do you know their quals are legit?"

Mervin froze. "Come again?"

"All we have to go on are these files, right?" said Tom. "If you've been paying attention for the last two days, you should know that the files don't necessarily reflect reality."

"Are you saying the spies might be filtering into sensitive areas?"

"It's possible. There's too much complacency in the transfer procedure," Tom said. "It just came to me when someone came on board here. It's just something we assume works, so I never considered it." They're always one step ahead of me, ONE DAMN STEP!

"No, you're right, I never considered it, either," Mervin mumbled. "Well, shoot, it's definitely a possibility, but we still have to cross-check the transfer short-list against the master list we're building, which is still maybe five hours from being done."

"That's true," said Tom. "In any case, we should be on our guard with new people. I'm going to bring this up with the captain and figure something out for my guys." He closed the channel. Man, I hate to dump even more on Simms... poor guy is up to his neck, but...

On the way to the bridge, he happened to pass by Julie. She smiled sweetly and asked why her accounts hadn't been updated yet. She was too cute. Calm down, Tom, she's evil. She's totally evil and she'll eat you ALIVE! "Yeeeeeah, about that," he said, looking down at his clipboard to avoid being drawn in by her glowing face. "Haven't quite gotten to that yet, and I want to make sure you're a good fit, so if you don't mind, I'd like to give you a little test later. Nothing to worry about, just want to gauge your abilities. B level conference room in twenty minutes, all right?"

Simms listened to Jaron's proposal. "Well, since he hasn't made any effort to get out through you or anyone else, I would assume these favors are for his accomplices... we can hide a camera or something to see who goes to the gun hatch, so at least we'll know who's armed and can take appropriate measures. The light thing is strange... perhaps some kind of signal? He might just be testing you..."

Jaron commented, "It might be, but who can tell? The only way we'll ever manage to get anything out of him is if I do what he says. I think we could possibly leave a camera hidden down in the hatch, and if we're lucky we'll see one of the spies on board." He asked, "Do we have that kind of equipment though? How are we going to hide a camera from them?"

Jaron commented, "It might be, but who can tell? The only way we'll ever manage to get anything out of him is if I do what he says. I think we could possibly leave a camera hidden down in the hatch, and if we're lucky we'll see one of the spies on board." He asked, "Do we have that kind of equipment though? How are we going to hide a camera from them?"

"Good point, we don't really have the time to set that up," Simms muttered. "And aside from that, he's completely aware of the surveillance in the brig. We don't really have your conversation on tape, but we will need to act more suspicious of you. A little acting might be in order..."

"Come on keep rowing guys, we need to get back" Holland said as he continued to row the ore. They could see land but it was still going to take some time to get back "why didn't you guys get a bloody motor boat?" Mayrin asked Holland and Luna "because this was the only one we could get on short notice, next time if you want a motor boat we need to call ahead a few days" Holland responded to her question as he continued to row. Before long they reached land, tied the boat up, grabbed there sutff and headed back into the base.

Laku nodded as she read the note and followed Star. The stream would leave the mountain eventually, and if the opening as big enough for them to pass through, it might give them an easier trail down the mountain and eventually lead to a clearing or valley of some kind. Of course, it was just as likely that it terminated in a pond or plunged over a massive cliff, in which case the only reason this route was useful was that there was plenty of water. Laku took a moment to drink up, refill her canteen, and the two were off in silence.

the followed it for nearly an hour it was slow going as it was cramped in places while open in others along with all the twists and turns they really didn't end up going that far at all before the river suddenly plunged into a hole

star momentarily considered it but thought against it... the angle and the speed and the fack they had no idea what was beyoung it stoped her... "well that would have been to eazy... i guess we can try and see where it comes from instead"

Haven't seen her before, thought Tom as the new girl walked past. Internal transfer, then? He sat down at his box flipped through his clipboard. Ah, right, Julie Pierce. Weird of her to transfer in from supplies of all places, but that was just his prejudice doing the talking... believe it or not, lots of people can use computers pretty well. Even cute girls. Now to just update her accounts, get her group permissions updated for Data Processing, and...

Hold up. Computers don't lie. Files don't lie. Julie Pierce is Julie Pierce, an individual with a background in technology who happened to get her start where they were short-handed. But computers and files don't just appear, they're created. By people. And people lie. Part of the problem they were facing now was that some people lied when they created their identities, and it happened that such an identity was the only thing he had to legitimize granting this - or any - account access to various things. Sensitive information came with it, even if the position wasn't terribly high up in the food chain.

That IS a convenient plan, now isn't it? thought Tom. The plan made sense to him. Make the break-in someplace simple like the supply team, then get access to more specialized positions later. No one can prove your qualifications are false any more than they can prove you're a Terran spy when the only thing they have on you is a file which may or may not be legit.

Ah, but if it were only that simple. A look at the personnel logs revealed that there had been close to 40 transfers of various kinds since they'd left Dawwah, and any number of them could be dangerous. Security detail, maintenance, computer systems, even weapons management... The motive was clear enough in his mind to raise a little flag.

He got a secure channel with Mervin. "Hey, quick question on transfers," he said. "You guys have gotten... let's see... nine new crew since the break-in. How do you handle placement?"

"Well, shoot, you know that departments only see the people come in," said Mervin, "Personnel handles the transfer itself. Usually all we do is throw someone on general staff for a bit and then move them into a specific area after a week or so."

"Anything special they need for that?" asked Tom.

"Well, they need to be qualified," Mervin replied. "And they need to have a chat with me and the guy in charge of the team they want. It's not terribly formal or anything, but we just need to make sure they can actually do the job."

"Right, so my next question is, how do you know their quals are legit?"

Mervin froze. "Come again?"

"All we have to go on are these files, right?" said Tom. "If you've been paying attention for the last two days, you should know that the files don't necessarily reflect reality."

"Are you saying the spies might be filtering into sensitive areas?"

"It's possible. There's too much complacency in the transfer procedure," Tom said. "It just came to me when someone came on board here. It's just something we assume works, so I never considered it." They're always one step ahead of me, ONE DAMN STEP!

"No, you're right, I never considered it, either," Mervin mumbled. "Well, shoot, it's definitely a possibility, but we still have to cross-check the transfer short-list against the master list we're building, which is still maybe five hours from being done."

"That's true," said Tom. "In any case, we should be on our guard with new people. I'm going to bring this up with the captain and figure something out for my guys." He closed the channel. Man, I hate to dump even more on Simms... poor guy is up to his neck, but...

On the way to the bridge, he happened to pass by Julie. She smiled sweetly and asked why her accounts hadn't been updated yet. She was too cute. Calm down, Tom, she's evil. She's totally evil and she'll eat you ALIVE! "Yeeeeeah, about that," he said, looking down at his clipboard to avoid being drawn in by her glowing face. "Haven't quite gotten to that yet, and I want to make sure you're a good fit, so if you don't mind, I'd like to give you a little test later. Nothing to worry about, just want to gauge your abilities. B level conference room in twenty minutes, all right?"

"alright sounds good" Humm... a test that wouldn't be aproblem... but her id might she'd have to do something about that she logged into the system using an id she had over seen and browses the files how to edit it wouth out editing it because editing or even acessing it directly would leave a time stamp letting him know someone had looked at it.

she knew the particulars by heart such as her assumed birthday... her address in Melborne the school (dont ask me to name one cause i don't know any) even a breif history depicting loyalty to the union even going so far as to be listed as haveing being arested for being at an Anti-Terran rally during the time where the union was negotiating with the republic

she logged off without actualy acessing the file and made her way to the confrence room... she would just have to try and distract him enough to look to deep... thats all she selected a chair on one end of the table and purpousfuly undid the top 2 buttons on her uniform and agusted it to make it look like neglagence and bent over her lap top pretendingto do actual work while she waited.

((ooc: i would hate to be an imagenary person lol... oh wait maybe i am... it would explain my life :D ))

Prime Minister Gregors did see better days. Jacob was now confined to remain in his quarters for the sake of his safety, and the growing paranoia was causing much worry among the crew of the Great White. He did however, hope to hear something more uplifting from his fellow Prime Minister Roland Fespute. He heard him knocking on his door while he was checking over military reports the Scandinavians had to clear up. As the knocking finished, Rolf answered, "I am available. You may enter."

occ: wow I leave for a few hours and 2 pages have gone by ..........geeze!

"Thank you," Roland responded.
"Now, I have some good news, and a bit of bad news, but first the good news. The good news is that the The European Confederation and the Federal Remnant have now rejoined to form the European Union again as a signafication to Terra that we are united in this conflict. So technicaly, we now have control over some Western Countries and the biggest supprise we got was that we also have the Eastern Coutries that border Russia, so that solves the problem about border rights." he explained.

occ: wow I leave for a few hours and 2 pages have gone by ..........geeze!

"Thank you," Roland responded.
"Now, I have some good news, and a bit of bad news, but first the good news. The good news is that the The European Confederation and the Federal Remnant have now rejoined to form the European Union again as a signafication to Terra that we are united in this conflict. So technicaly, we now have control over some Western Countries and the biggest supprise we got was that we also have the Eastern Coutries that border Russia, so that solves the problem about border rights." he explained.

Rolf was uplifted in hearing this. The reformation of the European Union was the first step to building a united fortification against Terra, and a possible starting point for them to begin the attack on Russia. Obviously, there was still the problem of the Central Federation supporting the Republic, but Rolf had a feeling this wasn't the bad news he was being given. He asked him, "And what is this bit of bad news may I ask?" Hopefully it was something that could be worked over easily...

the followed it for nearly an hour it was slow going as it was cramped in places while open in others along with all the twists and turns they really didn't end up going that far at all before the river suddenly plunged into a hole

star momentarily considered it but thought against it... the angle and the speed and the fack they had no idea what was beyoung it stoped her... "well that would have been to eazy... i guess we can try and see where it comes from instead"

Laku sighed and slowly began ascending. Her pessimistic side had been right. For all she knew, the black Gundam was sitting at the cave entrance, its pilot having a good laugh at their expense. Sometime told her that he knew far more about the area than he was letting on. The trip back took a bit longer, and it was mostly in silence. Well, they were getting closer to where they started, it would be easier to track them again. Laku had a feeling that finding the source wasn't going to be terribly profitable - there was a lot less mountain above them than below. But she humored her "cellmate" and followed.

she knew the particulars by heart such as her assumed birthday... her address in Melborne the school (dont ask me to name one cause i don't know any) even a breif history depicting loyalty to the union even going so far as to be listed as haveing being arested for being at an Anti-Terran rally during the time where the union was negotiating with the republic

she logged off without actualy acessing the file and made her way to the confrence room... she would just have to try and distract him enough to look to deep... thats all she selected a chair on one end of the table and purpousfuly undid the top 2 buttons on her uniform and agusted it to make it look like neglagence and bent over her lap top pretendingto do actual work while she waited.

Tom went straight to the bridge but found Simms occupied. He was discussing with Jaron and a few others how best to accede to the prisoner's requests while minimizing the risk posed to the crew. He made his point as clearly and quickly as possible, and Simms muttered something about notifying section heads later.

Well, I'd love to just contact you from anywhere, but the only reliable data is on paper, and the only reliable delivery is personal. Tom saluted and went back down the hall. Now to tackle this Julie Pierce... he figured that most personal questions would get him nowhere. If she was a half decent spy she'd have learned her identity; he would go over it as a formality and to make sure she didn't think anything was amiss, and if he got lucky, she'd trip over something.

The real giveaways would be her technical skills and her desired position. He'd give her some simple problems to work though to make sure she was a fit for collecting and working with data, and then he'd open the floor to see what she was really after. With luck, she'd slip and say something incriminating. But he frowned as he approached the conference room. He probably wouldn't be able to find any reason to deny her account changes. Fortunately, the logs would capture her activities, so she still had to play it safe. Unless she launched a massive attack at once. Or...

Maybe I should just do this before I accuse her of being a spy, he thought. It's probably nothing to worry about. What are the chances I get stuck with the hot spy, right? Right... He walked into the room. Julie was seated at the far end of the table with a laptop. Her uniform revealed more than the standard amount of cleavage... which was zero, last time he checked. Hooooooooo boy... she doesn't pull punches...

Laku sighed and slowly began ascending. Her pessimistic side had been right. For all she knew, the black Gundam was sitting at the cave entrance, its pilot having a good laugh at their expense. Sometime told her that he knew far more about the area than he was letting on. The trip back took a bit longer, and it was mostly in silence. Well, they were getting closer to where they started, it would be easier to track them again. Laku had a feeling that finding the source wasn't going to be terribly profitable - there was a lot less mountain above them than below. But she humored her "cellmate" and followed.

star pondered her options all the way back. with Hades watching the entrance and this river going no where stars patience was starting to wear thin again she needed a way to draw the pilot out for his much needed ass kicking.

she stoped when they got back to there starting location here beta sences eazly recognizing it in the dark she turned on Laku "we need a plan... i'm getting real tired of playing his games"

Tom went straight to the bridge but found Simms occupied. He was discussing with Jaron and a few others how best to accede to the prisoner's requests while minimizing the risk posed to the crew. He made his point as clearly and quickly as possible, and Simms muttered something about notifying section heads later.

Well, I'd love to just contact you from anywhere, but the only reliable data is on paper, and the only reliable delivery is personal. Tom saluted and went back down the hall. Now to tackle this Julie Pierce... he figured that most personal questions would get him nowhere. If she was a half decent spy she'd have learned her identity; he would go over it as a formality and to make sure she didn't think anything was amiss, and if he got lucky, she'd trip over something.

The real giveaways would be her technical skills and her desired position. He'd give her some simple problems to work though to make sure she was a fit for collecting and working with data, and then he'd open the floor to see what she was really after. With luck, she'd slip and say something incriminating. But he frowned as he approached the conference room. He probably wouldn't be able to find any reason to deny her account changes. Fortunately, the logs would capture her activities, so she still had to play it safe. Unless she launched a massive attack at once. Or...

Maybe I should just do this before I accuse her of being a spy, he thought. It's probably nothing to worry about. What are the chances I get stuck with the hot spy, right? Right... He walked into the room. Julie was seated at the far end of the table with a laptop. Her uniform revealed more than the standard amount of cleavage... which was zero, last time he checked. Hooooooooo boy... she doesn't pull punches...

((ooc: keep in mind i don't know nearly the amount of technical stuff you do so if i gloss something over its cause you lost me. i'll be sure to let you know if your tests stump Julie though))

Julie had been watching the door over the top of her sccreen pretending not to notace for a moment then went into action quickly grabbing the frount of her uniform "sorry you cought me off guard..." she quickly did up her uniform leaving him with what ever images came to his mind "it was a little warm and since i didn't expect you so soon well..." she cleared her through in a slightly embareassed mannor that was all act she knew exactly what she was doing giving him just enough to possably throw him off with out seeming to intend too it was all part of the plan "so" she said straitening her collar "you wanted to see me?"

Rolf was uplifted in hearing this. The reformation of the European Union was the first step to building a united fortification against Terra, and a possible starting point for them to begin the attack on Russia. Obviously, there was still the problem of the Central Federation supporting the Republic, but Rolf had a feeling this wasn't the bad news he was being given. He asked him, "And what is this bit of bad news may I ask?" Hopefully it was something that could be worked over easily...

"Well, the bad news is that......well, in order to show our unity, they want to want for us together first to liberate a country. Guess who?" Roland asked.

star pondered her options all the way back. with Hades watching the entrance and this river going no where stars patience was starting to wear thin again she needed a way to draw the pilot out for his much needed ass kicking.

she stoped when they got back to there starting location here beta sences eazly recognizing it in the dark she turned on Laku "we need a plan... i'm getting real tired of playing his games"

"What do you think it would take just to talk to him?" Laku asked. "We haven't exactly approached it on, um, friendly terms." She knew that probably wasn't Star's style at all, but the consistent barrage of verbal abuse Star had heaped on the black Gundam probably didn't help matters. It was probably exerting a great deal of willpower sticking to whatever plan he had for them.

By the same token, Laku didn't feel like she'd been a great help herself. She did admire Star's brash attitude and no-regrets approach to her situation. Perhaps it came from being a Gundam pilot herself. Being one with power, she was just stronger to begin with.

"If talking's out of the question, then... If we knew how he was tracking us, we could find some way to get around it," Laku mumbled. "Night's probably our best bet regardless of what we try."

((ooc: keep in mind i don't know nearly the amount of technical stuff you do so if i gloss something over its cause you lost me. i'll be sure to let you know if your tests stump Julie though))

Julie had been watching the door over the top of her sccreen pretending not to notace for a moment then went into action quickly grabbing the frount of her uniform "sorry you cought me off guard..." she quickly did up her uniform leaving him with what ever images came to his mind "it was a little warm and since i didn't expect you so soon well..." she cleared her through in a slightly embareassed mannor that was all act she knew exactly what she was doing giving him just enough to possably throw him off with out seeming to intend too it was all part of the plan "so" she said straitening her collar "you wanted to see me?"

"You could've just turned the air up," he muttered. This was a perfect start. No way she didn't plan that. You're trying to get into my head, aren't you? He went over to the unit and lowered it a few degrees. It made a whirring noise, but instead of feeling a whoosh of cooler air, he was hit with a puff of warm air as the entire cooling unit went kerplunk. "Well shoot, that's definitely not what I wanted. One second."

He went over to the comm and pulled up the engineering chief. "Hey, uh, B level conference room AC is out, and you know the circulation down here is pretty bad, so..."

"God damn it, those things have been bouncing on and off all day," muttered the section chief. "Well, no one's open right now... I got a guy down in the brig, he's the closest to you. He's a newbie, but it'll be good experience, right?"

Oh great, a transfer, right? Yeah, that's TOTALLY safe. Remind me to hit you later. "Put in the call, my good man," sighed Tom. "We'll just have to tough it out." He closed the channel. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise. A different distraction might be a good thing. He convinced himself of this as he turned his attention back to Julie, who was sitting with her arms crossed, smiling radiantly. Darn, since she'd redone the buttons, his imagination had been begging to take a crack at her.

"Yes... so... it says here you wanted to get into one of our technical departments, and for now they've stuck you in low level data processing," Tom said, checking his clipboard, chasing the voluptuous first impression from his mind. "So you did inventory and stuff before... can't blame you for wanting to move up in the world."

He went over to where she was sitting and placed one of the section's laptops in front of her. He connected it to a projector and let everything boot up. That way, he could view what she did on her laptop screen as she did each task. "Okay, then, this is for you." He handed her a folder. "Inside you'll find a few technical exercises I'd like you to tackle. The goal here is to gauge your ability to process, analyze, and present information of all kinds. The first few just cover what it takes to do your current assignment; the rest are more challenging but will give me an indication of what you're capable of, and we might be able to expedite your advancement depending on how you do."

So far so good. She was thumbing through the packet and he was able to get his mind back on the technical world. Once they were off and running, his professional self could win the day. He sat at the far end of the table so the projector screen dominated his line of sight. He could focus on that instead of her.

"I'll describe the exercises in more detail in a bit, but first, just a few quick questions to get out of the way..." He looked at her record. Looks like she did her research on... no, wait, Tom, don't accuse her just yet. You're acting paranoid. Can't help it, she wants the files, and she's... augh! "So you took technical courses in Melbourne while in the academy. Right on, right on... same school I went to, actually. Information Systems, good, good, so you should have no problem with most of the software you'll need, and some programming background... great."

He followed mostly with questions on her technical background - stuff she'd done in school, on her own, her strengths and weaknesses... general fodder. He was interested how she'd respond to his questions about why she joined the Union military as a technician and what she ultimately hoped to accomplish.

"Well, the bad news is that......well, in order to show our unity, they want to want for us together first to liberate a country. Guess who?" Roland asked.

"Oh dear... We have to liberate France first? This will be a great challenge. The Russian Offensive is bound to happen any day now. I suppose they do not want the French to take advantage of the military absence in Europe." The situation had become more complicated, there was now a debate of what would happen to the new alliance. If the French had to be taken first, it would likely wear down Europe a great deal due to the Republic's support, and taking Russia first could possibly result in a battle with France even if the invasion was successful...

"god what time is it?" Holland asked as he looked for a clock "almost be dinner time" Luna responded as she saw a clock. They all just continued to walk around and talk. The base wasn't vary alive just people on there regular runs around doing there different tasks. There was music coming from one of the hangers "guess they like music while they work" Mayrin commented as the walked past the hanger "some people like music, some like quiet its different from person to person.

"Oh dear... We have to liberate France first? This will be a great challenge. The Russian Offensive is bound to happen any day now. I suppose they do not want the French to take advantage of the military absence in Europe." The situation had become more complicated, there was now a debate of what would happen to the new alliance. If the French had to be taken first, it would likely wear down Europe a great deal due to the Republic's support, and taking Russia first could possibly result in a battle with France even if the invasion was successful...

"Unfortunatly, that is the case, in order for this to work, we might have to do a two front battle. Because choosing one over the other would generate problems a little later on. If we only had a formiable resistance in both countries........" Roland pondered. "Then, all we would have to do is to help the resistantce groups take Paris and Moscow. With that we would solve both problems, but we unfortunately don't posses that kind of communication into France and Russia. And we don't know if such resistants groups exist. And we still have that mysterious Gundam on the loose!"
The situation at hand had now unfolded and was getting progressevly complicated, if they went for one, the other would attack them.

"Unfortunatly, that is the case, in order for this to work, we might have to do a two front battle. Because choosing one over the other would generate problems a little later on. If we only had a formiable resistance in both countries........" Roland pondered. "Then, all we would have to do is to help the resistantce groups take Paris and Moscow. With that we would solve both problems, but we unfortunately don't posses that kind of communication into France and Russia. And we don't know if such resistants groups exist. And we still have that mysterious Gundam on the loose!"
The situation at hand had now unfolded and was getting progressevly complicated, if they went for one, the other would attack them.

Rolf confirmed this saying, "Indeed. An attack on both of them would be suicide as we do not have enough force to do so. I am afraid that all we can do now is attempt to find the mysterious Gundam and find favor in the eyes of the Army of Islam..." Rolf began to think to himself, "Could Lord Jacob's mobile suit possibly be of any use to us? The effects still wear him down and we don't even know if there's more to master it..." Hopefully when the Great White had reached the Zagros Mountains, something might turn in favor of the resistance...

occ: The Great White is going to the mountains, cool! So how long till we reach the mountains.
occ: The mysterious Hades is none other than Mr. Sage! lol :D

"What do you think it would take just to talk to him?" Laku asked. "We haven't exactly approached it on, um, friendly terms." She knew that probably wasn't Star's style at all, but the consistent barrage of verbal abuse Star had heaped on the black Gundam probably didn't help matters. It was probably exerting a great deal of willpower sticking to whatever plan he had for them.

By the same token, Laku didn't feel like she'd been a great help herself. She did admire Star's brash attitude and no-regrets approach to her situation. Perhaps it came from being a Gundam pilot herself. Being one with power, she was just stronger to begin with.

"If talking's out of the question, then... If we knew how he was tracking us, we could find some way to get around it," Laku mumbled. "Night's probably our best bet regardless of what we try."

"star was forced to agree with her logic... he hated it when others where right but wasn't so arogent to ignore it "you probably right..." star was suddenly hit with an idea... "we haf to mobile suits right and they both have locator beacons but the vally is stoping the signal getting out... well what if we just got the becon out of the vally?" sometimes star amazed herself with her own brillience

"You could've just turned the air up," he muttered. This was a perfect start. No way she didn't plan that. You're trying to get into my head, aren't you? He went over to the unit and lowered it a few degrees. It made a whirring noise, but instead of feeling a whoosh of cooler air, he was hit with a puff of warm air as the entire cooling unit went kerplunk. "Well shoot, that's definitely not what I wanted. One second."

He went over to the comm and pulled up the engineering chief. "Hey, uh, B level conference room AC is out, and you know the circulation down here is pretty bad, so..."

"God damn it, those things have been bouncing on and off all day," muttered the section chief. "Well, no one's open right now... I got a guy down in the brig, he's the closest to you. He's a newbie, but it'll be good experience, right?"

Oh great, a transfer, right? Yeah, that's TOTALLY safe. Remind me to hit you later. "Put in the call, my good man," sighed Tom. "We'll just have to tough it out." He closed the channel. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise. A different distraction might be a good thing. He convinced himself of this as he turned his attention back to Julie, who was sitting with her arms crossed, smiling radiantly. Darn, since she'd redone the buttons, his imagination had been begging to take a crack at her.

Erin inwardly smiled the air conditioner craping out couldn't have helped her story more she was curious as to who the "new guy" was there was a chance it could be Gregg but that would be just to convienient. she had aslo notaced the look he had given her it was one women everywhere recognized... he had tryed for another look... well that was perfict

"Yes... so... it says here you wanted to get into one of our technical departments, and for now they've stuck you in low level data processing," Tom said, checking his clipboard, chasing the voluptuous first impression from his mind. "So you did inventory and stuff before... can't blame you for wanting to move up in the world."

He went over to where she was sitting and placed one of the section's laptops in front of her. He connected it to a projector and let everything boot up. That way, he could view what she did on her laptop screen as she did each task. "Okay, then, this is for you." He handed her a folder. "Inside you'll find a few technical exercises I'd like you to tackle. The goal here is to gauge your ability to process, analyze, and present information of all kinds. The first few just cover what it takes to do your current assignment; the rest are more challenging but will give me an indication of what you're capable of, and we might be able to expedite your advancement depending on how you do."

So far so good. She was thumbing through the packet and he was able to get his mind back on the technical world. Once they were off and running, his professional self could win the day. He sat at the far end of the table so the projector screen dominated his line of sight. He could focus on that instead of her.

"I'll describe the exercises in more detail in a bit, but first, just a few quick questions to get out of the way..." He looked at her record. Looks like she did her research on... no, wait, Tom, don't accuse her just yet. You're acting paranoid. Can't help it, she wants the files, and she's... augh! "So you took technical courses in Melbourne while in the academy. Right on, right on... same school I went to, actually. Information Systems, good, good, so you should have no problem with most of the software you'll need, and some programming background... great."

He followed mostly with questions on her technical background - stuff she'd done in school, on her own, her strengths and weaknesses... general fodder. He was interested how she'd respond to his questions about why she joined the Union military as a technician and what she ultimately hoped to accomplish.

she gave a list of courses she'd taken both in highschool then collage and the Republics acadamy of course she substituted the apropreate names for the apropreate locations in the Union a breif rundown of her grades she made sure the grades where high enough to signal her inteligence but not so high to warrent special notace as she moved into her resons for joining the Union armed forces technical devision she reveiled her anti-terran sentaments even while the rest of the country had been trying to conform to the republics wishes she even went so far as to reveal that she had been arested at an anti-terran rally a fact that would be hard to prove as the republic wasn't known for giving out names of those it arested

OOC: If now's not the time for me to begin the operation Dancougar, please be sure to let me know.

IC: The image of the hatch Jaron was to leave the handgun in was still well etched within his mind and proceeded to the area. He didn't see anyone around, so he decided to do as he was told. He placed the handgun into the hatch and walked away as if nothing happened. "Now to do that light pattern he told me about..." Jaron thought to himself. "If anything, I hope that this manages to help Jacob stay out of trouble..."

occ: The Great White is going to the mountains, cool! So how long till we reach the mountains.
occ: The mysterious Hades is none other than Mr. Sage! lol :D

(OOC: Umm... well I'd say we're in the Persian Gulf later today, and able to fly into the mountains tomorrow, if Tehran cooperates ^_^ Two days ahead of deadline by that reckoning.)

"star was forced to agree with her logic... he hated it when others where right but wasn't so arogent to ignore it "you probably right..." star was suddenly hit with an idea... "we haf to mobile suits right and they both have locator beacons but the vally is stoping the signal getting out... well what if we just got the becon out of the vally?" sometimes star amazed herself with her own brillience

"That... might actually work!" Why hadn't she thought of it before? "It might not be a good idea to use yours, though, unless you've changed it to not give out a Terran signal. I guess he wouldn't object to us heading down to our suits, the problem then becomes how to climb one of these mountains without it looking like an escape."

Erin inwardly smiled the air conditioner craping out couldn't have helped her story more she was curious as to who the "new guy" was there was a chance it could be Gregg but that would be just to convienient. she had aslo notaced the look he had given her it was one women everywhere recognized... he had tryed for another look... well that was perfict

she gave a list of courses she'd taken both in highschool then collage and the Republics acadamy of course she substituted the apropreate names for the apropreate locations in the Union a breif rundown of her grades she made sure the grades where high enough to signal her inteligence but not so high to warrent special notace as she moved into her resons for joining the Union armed forces technical devision she reveiled her anti-terran sentaments even while the rest of the country had been trying to conform to the republics wishes she even went so far as to reveal that she had been arested at an anti-terran rally a fact that would be hard to prove as the republic wasn't known for giving out names of those it arested

Pierce was eager to jump on the Union bandwagon. She seemed a bit more extreme in some of her views than some of the crew, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. She'd made a nice choice of her proof, though - the rally wouldn't be possible to really verify since Terran crackdowns were often large and anonymous. He didn't want to jump to conclusions just because he'd had a good idea, but damn, if she was putting up a front, it was a good one.

Now to see if she could back up her credentials. "Okay, sounds good, let's move on to the exercises, then. As I said, the first few are just working with some sample data. Spreadsheets, simple calculations, graphing, databases... this stuff is essential if you're going to make it over here, so let's see how you handle these first. Then, if you'd like, we can move onto some more challenging stuff. There are plenty of additional tools and features at your disposal in order to make some of these tasks a little more streamlined, and sometimes, you'll have to be able to hack together your own little tools to efficiently and correctly handle larger, more specialized data sets. Because we have some real whackos in engineering, we get them from time to time."

The image of the hatch Jaron was to leave the handgun in was still well etched within his mind and proceeded to the area. He didn't see anyone around, so he decided to do as he was told. He placed the handgun into the hatch and walked away as if nothing happened. "Now to do that light pattern he told me about..." Jaron thought to himself. "If anything, I hope that this manages to help Jacob stay out of trouble..."

Now that Simms had sent Jaron out with instructions for the next phase, he had to alert some of the other key players in the scheme. Word of the first spy's capture had spread throughout the ship, so his face would be known to anyone if he planned on using the gun in an escape. The real problem was if someone else was going to pick it up - since there was no way to get sufficient camera coverage on the area, at least using cleverly hidden ones, there were plenty of angles of attack. With any luck, nothing would really come of it and all that would happen is that Jaron would earn the trust needed to get him in.

But the camera in the brig... the prisoner knew it was there. And even if their conversation had been too low to be heard, Jaron's little chat could be seen as suspicious. If he wasn't given more attention by the ship's guards, the spy might think something was up. A few men in on the scheme were instructed to shadow him. If it came down to it, they were to fake a fight and let Jaron win.

He got on his comm. "Chief, is Lieutenant Allblack in the hanger?"

"Right here, Captain," replied Nelson. "Are we moving along?"

"Somewhat. It seems your plan hit a little snag... the spy's not letting himself get fooled easily. When it comes time to move to the next stage, you may end up facing Jaron instead of helping him." He began to explain the situation, which had gotten a little more dangerous for the men helping out...

(OOC: Umm... well I'd say we're in the Persian Gulf later today, and able to fly into the mountains tomorrow, if Tehran cooperates ^_^ Two days ahead of deadline by that reckoning.)

((ooc works for me and star she really gotta b trying the Hades patienec by now lol))

"That... might actually work!" Why hadn't she thought of it before? "It might not be a good idea to use yours, though, unless you've changed it to not give out a Terran signal. I guess he wouldn't object to us heading down to our suits, the problem then becomes how to climb one of these mountains without it looking like an escape."

"well i have 2 ideas about that" star kicked a pebble into the river "one, the hades didn't stop me when i climbed up outside the fromt last time so we could try that and place it on the top of the ridge there or two if that dosn't work w could just stick it in an empyt canteen and send it down the river with a message anf if the river dosn't go anywhere well were no better off then if we didn't do anything right? but atleast we tried"

Pierce was eager to jump on the Union bandwagon. She seemed a bit more extreme in some of her views than some of the crew, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. She'd made a nice choice of her proof, though - the rally wouldn't be possible to really verify since Terran crackdowns were often large and anonymous. He didn't want to jump to conclusions just because he'd had a good idea, but damn, if she was putting up a front, it was a good one.

Now to see if she could back up her credentials. "Okay, sounds good, let's move on to the exercises, then. As I said, the first few are just working with some sample data. Spreadsheets, simple calculations, graphing, databases... this stuff is essential if you're going to make it over here, so let's see how you handle these first. Then, if you'd like, we can move onto some more challenging stuff. There are plenty of additional tools and features at your disposal in order to make some of these tasks a little more streamlined, and sometimes, you'll have to be able to hack together your own little tools to efficiently and correctly handle larger, more specialized data sets. Because we have some real whackos in engineering, we get them from time to time."

Urin leafed through the packet... childs play but no need to let him know that. they where the standard sample spread sheets that almost everyone used and she could brease through those in her sleep but that might tip him off so she would intentionaly work a little slower but still fast enough to show she could do the job properly.

"sounds good to me "she grabbed the firs one and started typing away "so tell me about you since you already know everything about me. her tone was compleatly innocent but the question was not without perpouse. she grabed the front of her uniform and fanned it against her chest as the heat was starting to become notacable... not opresive but notacable the top butting came undone from her fanning and she pretended not to notace athough it was part of the plan

Now that Simms had sent Jaron out with instructions for the next phase, he had to alert some of the other key players in the scheme. Word of the first spy's capture had spread throughout the ship, so his face would be known to anyone if he planned on using the gun in an escape. The real problem was if someone else was going to pick it up - since there was no way to get sufficient camera coverage on the area, at least using cleverly hidden ones, there were plenty of angles of attack. With any luck, nothing would really come of it and all that would happen is that Jaron would earn the trust needed to get him in.

But the camera in the brig... the prisoner knew it was there. And even if their conversation had been too low to be heard, Jaron's little chat could be seen as suspicious. If he wasn't given more attention by the ship's guards, the spy might think something was up. A few men in on the scheme were instructed to shadow him. If it came down to it, they were to fake a fight and let Jaron win.

He got on his comm. "Chief, is Lieutenant Allblack in the hanger?"

"Right here, Captain," replied Nelson. "Are we moving along?"

"Somewhat. It seems your plan hit a little snag... the spy's not letting himself get fooled easily. When it comes time to move to the next stage, you may end up facing Jaron instead of helping him." He began to explain the situation, which had gotten a little more dangerous for the men helping out...

gregg passed the hall with the designated hatch as he made his way to the confrence room pausing and looking pointedly at the the lights frowning he phoned in the maintanence request and was told to fix it after he was done in the confrence room. he got off the radio and made a note on his clipboard and continued to the confrence room never once looking at the hatch... it was to eazy... stupid unioners

"CHOW TIME!" Holland and Mayrin both yelled out as the group entered the mess hall. Luna and Diane both just looked at them oddly "we were snacking during the entire fishing trip, whats with you two?" Luna asked "Snacks are snacks but food from the mess is a meal" Mayrin told them "mmhmm" holland responded as they grabbed trays and got in line to get food.

"after that short out the lights in the hall in the following sequence. 1 on 2 off 2 on 1 off" then report back when the lights have been fixed got it?"

"Alright. Looks like it's time to work on that lighting..." Jaron thought to himself. Now that the gun was in the hatch like he was told, it was time to work on the light pattern. As soon as he reached the light room, he began to work with the controls.
Jaron immeadietly got to work on the lights. 1 on... 2 off... 2 on... 1 off... (Just in case anything is supposed to happen in between here, I'll just wait up to this point.)

"Alright. Looks like it's time to work on that lighting..." Jaron thought to himself. Now that the gun was in the hatch like he was told, it was time to work on the light pattern. As soon as he reached the light room, he began to work with the controls.
Jaron immeadietly got to work on the lights. 1 on... 2 off... 2 on... 1 off... (Just in case anything is supposed to happen in between here, I'll just wait up to this point.)

((ooc: i thought that was done already... oh well :) just waiting for dancougar))

OOC: are we all launching operations now? lol

"well i have 2 ideas about that" star kicked a pebble into the river "one, the hades didn't stop me when i climbed up outside the fromt last time so we could try that and place it on the top of the ridge there or two if that dosn't work w could just stick it in an empyt canteen and send it down the river with a message anf if the river dosn't go anywhere well were no better off then if we didn't do anything right? but atleast we tried"

"All right, then," said Laku. "Let's give it a shot." The two exited the cave and headed down the side. The Gundam watched them curiously, wondering what they were up to now. The two separated and headed into their mobile suits. Laku began searching for her tracker, trying to think back to her training... there was an emergency beeper along with the flares for signalling purposes, somewhere.

Urin leafed through the packet... childs play but no need to let him know that. they where the standard sample spread sheets that almost everyone used and she could brease through those in her sleep but that might tip him off so she would intentionaly work a little slower but still fast enough to show she could do the job properly.

"sounds good to me "she grabbed the firs one and started typing away "so tell me about you since you already know everything about me. her tone was compleatly innocent but the question was not without perpouse. she grabed the front of her uniform and fanned it against her chest as the heat was starting to become notacable... not opresive but notacable the top butting came undone from her fanning and she pretended not to notace athough it was part of the plan

Exercising as much self control as possible, Tom kept his eye glued to the projector screen. He had to keep an eye on what she was doing, anyway. "That's certainly a vague question," he said. "What's there so say? I've been hacking as long as I can remember. Best way to learn. Teaches you all the holes... and how to patch them." Then again... doesn't always help when the problem is with the users... He hit the wall comm again. "Conference room B again, can we get some fans down here at least?"

gregg passed the hall with the designated hatch as he made his way to the confrence room pausing and looking pointedly at the the lights frowning he phoned in the maintanence request and was told to fix it after he was done in the confrence room. he got off the radio and made a note on his clipboard and continued to the confrence room never once looking at the hatch... it was to eazy... stupid unioners

(OOC: Nice, nice, moving things right along... sorry for my slow, massive posts, too, our dorm internets are being fickle.)

"All right, then," said Laku. "Let's give it a shot." The two exited the cave and headed down the side. The Gundam watched them curiously, wondering what they were up to now. The two separated and headed into their mobile suits. Laku began searching for her tracker, trying to think back to her training... there was an emergency beeper along with the flares for signalling purposes, somewhere.

Star climbed into the Darkstar once again its was stifling inside from the lack of it being int he shade and the AC not running but she climbed in anyway and pulled open the acess panles looking around for the Becon finaly spotting the blinking light and its assoceated boards now how to get it out without breaking it

Exercising as much self control as possible, Tom kept his eye glued to the projector screen. He had to keep an eye on what she was doing, anyway. "That's certainly a vague question," he said. "What's there so say? I've been hacking as long as I can remember. Best way to learn. Teaches you all the holes... and how to patch them." Then again... doesn't always help when the problem is with the users... He hit the wall comm again. "Conference room B again, can we get some fans down here at least?"

Erin kept working away at the data and smiled at herself again he was staring hard at the screen and his goment to the maintanence department had a little bit of urgency in it... it was working

she gave a moments pause as she encoundered what was suposed to be a dificult equasion screwing up her face in pretend concentration before filling it in "there done those whats next?" she reached her arms over her head and streched

Gregg heard the call over his radio "i'm on my way keep your shirt on" he answered as he got in the lift to the upper levels

(OOC: Nice, nice, moving things right along... sorry for my slow, massive posts, too, our dorm internets are being fickle.)

((ooc: no worries but yes gotta get t hem moving before it dies... cause that would be sad))

Star climbed into the Darkstar once again its was stifling inside from the lack of it being int he shade and the AC not running but she climbed in anyway and pulled open the acess panles looking around for the Becon finaly spotting the blinking light and its assoceated boards now how to get it out without breaking it

Laku shifted some things aside and finally found a little black box that was supposed to be sending out emergency signals. Once she removed it from the suit, it only had so much battery life before it went out. Heck, it might be dead already - her Dingo had been sitting here for two days, and for all she knew, this thing had already expended most of its juice kicking out a signal to nowhere. Sighing, she removed it and hopped back out of the cockpit. Hopefully the black Gundam didn't mind her little excursion... the box was a bit too large to hide discreetly, and it probably saw a signal coming from her direction, anyway.

Erin kept working away at the data and smiled at herself again he was staring hard at the screen and his goment to the maintanence department had a little bit of urgency in it... it was working

she gave a moments pause as she encoundered what was suposed to be a dificult equasion screwing up her face in pretend concentration before filling it in "there done those whats next?" she reached her arms over her head and streched

Gregg heard the call over his radio "i'm on my way keep your shirt on" he answered as he got in the lift to the upper levels

((ooc: no worries but yes gotta get t hem moving before it dies... cause that would be sad))

(OOC: Long story short - roommate and I are sharing a single connection because Comcast is being evil :-D)

"Not bad, not bad, looks like you managed that quite well," said Tom. She seemed to have been choked up with a few of the mathematical things, but it wasn't like she would have to come up with that stuff herself - she'd be able to look it up whenever she needed it. There's that damn button coming out again... hmmm, I'm going to need another distraction. Hey, eyes, I see what you're doing... stop that! Look up, liiiiittle more, there you go. Screen. Good screen. "So, if you want, you can try some of the harder things. Or we can just call it a day and I'll update your accounts. The other problems require more actual programming, and will test your ability to identify key features of data sets, manipulate them, and present them in a meaningful way. You should find a list of utilities and compilers available on the network that you can use somewhere in the folder." She's toying with my fleshy side, I know it! That's my evidence! But... it's not evidence!! There's nothing I can do to prevent her from getting accounts, and restricted though they are, she could do some damage if she's not showing me her real abilities here... there's plenty of ways I can keep tabs on her, but that's probably what she wants... damn it, Kirk, I'm a programmer, not a secret agent!

"Nothing beats fresh local eats" Holland said as he dug into his food "hungry Holland? heh heh" Luna said after seeing Holland dive into his food, she then looked over at Diane and Mayrin and they were doing the same "Am I the only one who doesn't dive into there food?" she then said. The others were to busy to respond though because they were stuffing there mouths with food. While they scarffed it down Luna was it more casually then them.

Laku shifted some things aside and finally found a little black box that was supposed to be sending out emergency signals. Once she removed it from the suit, it only had so much battery life before it went out. Heck, it might be dead already - her Dingo had been sitting here for two days, and for all she knew, this thing had already expended most of its juice kicking out a signal to nowhere. Sighing, she removed it and hopped back out of the cockpit. Hopefully the black Gundam didn't mind her little excursion... the box was a bit too large to hide discreetly, and it probably saw a signal coming from her direction, anyway.

Damn no good intigrated systems. she would have kicked it but that would have broke it insted she poked her head out to see if laku was haveing any luck "you find anything?" she called over

"Not bad, not bad, looks like you managed that quite well," said Tom. She seemed to have been choked up with a few of the mathematical things, but it wasn't like she would have to come up with that stuff herself - she'd be able to look it up whenever she needed it. There's that damn button coming out again... hmmm, I'm going to need another distraction. Hey, eyes, I see what you're doing... stop that! Look up, liiiiittle more, there you go. Screen. Good screen. "So, if you want, you can try some of the harder things. Or we can just call it a day and I'll update your accounts. The other problems require more actual programming, and will test your ability to identify key features of data sets, manipulate them, and present them in a meaningful way. You should find a list of utilities and compilers available on the network that you can use somewhere in the folder." She's toying with my fleshy side, I know it! That's my evidence! But... it's not evidence!! There's nothing I can do to prevent her from getting accounts, and restricted though they are, she could do some damage if she's not showing me her real abilities here... there's plenty of ways I can keep tabs on her, but that's probably what she wants... damn it, Kirk, I'm a programmer, not a secret agent!

Erin thought for amoment deciding on how much she wanted him to know about her skills then an idea started forming in her mind... "sure lets have a go at those harder ones" it would be a good chance to actualt see what kind of tools the system had without taging alerts that idle browsing would have.

she notaced he seemed to be getting a little agitated it was a fine line between keeping him off ballence and giving herself away so she would tone it down a bit... but just a bit

Damn no good intigrated systems. she would have kicked it but that would have broke it insted she poked her head out to see if laku was haveing any luck "you find anything?" she called over

"I've got it, but it's on internal batteries now, so we don't have much time..." She glanced apprehensively at the black Gundam. She knew he could hear the conversation and probably knew what they were up to. But how would it respond... that was the question.

Great White

The lights were now lighten in the pattern the spy in the cell told Jaron to do. He now only had to reach him and possibly see what had happened in the hatch. what was the purpose of placing the gun there in the first place?...

Zagros Mountains

Hades saw the two women attempting to make a contact with whoever was around. Obviously, they didn't learn from the first time when the Army of Islam tried to see who they were dealing with. It was no matter, it was more effective than stopping them anyway. They would have the idea of being save, only to have their hopes crushed. That was far more satisfying for them to see....

"you three sure ate alot" Luna said to them all "more like you didn't eat much sis" Mayrin told her "hey! I filled up on snacks on the boat" she snapped back at her "if you say so sis" Mayrin then said. Holland started to laugh "Is that how you two always fight?" he managed to say "nope, if its over a guy we are usually at each others throats" Mayrin said to Holland as she moved her tray to the side to be collected.

"I've got it, but it's on internal batteries now, so we don't have much time..." She glanced apprehensively at the black Gundam. She knew he could hear the conversation and probably knew what they were up to. But how would it respond... that was the question.

internal beterys... that wasn't good they would have to see if they could boost the power somehow but first she would have to see what she was dealing with. Star climbed out of the cockpit and ran back over to the cave and Laku to see exactly what she had

OOC: 'Cause we all wanna know just what the great leader is thinking. :D

IC:

Paris, France

President Brendon Sage was working on his computer looking over the reports of his Republic. Being the future world leader kept him very busy, and had to ensure that nothing went unchecked. Thankfully, his Vice President was also soon to help him with this. Maynerd Caedmon stepped into his room and said, "I am here to give you High Command's evaluation."
Sage looked up from his desk and told him, "Very well then. Do report it then."
The Vice President began by asking, "You may have heard earliear about the European Union reforming again sir?"
Brendon responded with his own question, "Indeed I have. We have begun preparations correct?"
Maynerd assured him, "We have. Our forces will be prepared for any retaliatory attacks from the Confederacy or the Federal Remnant."
The President asked him, "And the preparations for a greater strike on the Twilight Phoenix?"
Caedmon told him, "We are meeting to your demands. We shall not underestimate the terrorists this time. We will ensure that they are completely removed from existence this time."
Sage was now satisfied knowing about the military reports, but now he had to ask about his plans for the united space colony. He asked his Vice President, "Very good. How is the status of the Colony assimilation going?"
Caedmon told him, "We are meeting schedule sir. We should have the colonies combined into a single unit in a matter of weeks."
Sage smiled and said, "Excellent. I shall be speaking to the people very soon about this. Once they have seen our achievement, resistance through the Republic will die out in a matter of time..."

OOC: 'Cause we all wanna know just what the great leader is thinking. :D

((ooc: since the Republic is more or less you and mee... might help if i had a better idea of the republics over all plan so i don't screw my team over accedently... of course doing it on purpose is always fun... speaking of wich anyone know where Pyter can get some equipment for refitting mobile suits with out raising a red flag?))

((ooc: since the Republic is more or less you and mee... might help if i had a better idea of the republics over all plan so i don't screw my team over accedently... of course doing it on purpose is always fun... speaking of wich anyone know where Pyter can get some equipment for refitting mobile suits with out raising a red flag?))

(OOC: Depends on what kind of refitting you need. Though some general construction equipment might be good enough to just move stuff around and whatnot, so perhaps some civilian contractor cover? It worked in 0080 ^_^)

"Well the general will be here in the morning, we all better get good and ready to move out, Mayrin aren't you our teams CIC operator?" Holland asked "yeah, I get to follow you guys around as your CIC officer" she responded to Hollands questions "All we are missing is a team name and patch now" Luna said to them as they left the mess hall "Why do I get the feeling General Waltfeld will take care of that when he gets here?" MAyrin said as they were walking "because thats the kind of guy he is" Holland said looking over at her.


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The Pheonix council were meeting in there chamber to talk about future plans "councilmen Novak and Ramius you two said you had a idea's of our next move?" asked councilwomen Talho Yūki as they all sat in there seats "yes, we do" Ramius told them.

"We have a plan for a magazine, it would go on stands world wide and deliver the truth to the people, we also have a proposal we are naming Operation Divine Thunder, This operation is a mass invasion and liberation operation into the heart of the beast" Novak said to them bringing his plan onto the screen "Your planning something bold, to strike the beast like this" Councilmen La'Flaga said to them as he looked over it "I like the plan, best way to kill the dragon is to chop off its head" Talho said putting a copy of the operation down in front of her "That is how the republic will see it, when the time is right one of our agents in the Republics intelligence department will tell them what we want them to know" Ramius told them.

"I still have friends on the inside at intelligence, I can contact them to get the information sent" Talho said to them as they continued to look over the plan.

OOC: if only you knew my plan :P

OOC: I have an idea of a role for what the TR-X1004 can play, but we'll see how it plays out. Anyway, I think I should shed some light on another character we all love...

IC:

Tel Aviv Mobile Suit Base

"So I shall be returning to Egypt to to put down any further resistance?" the man asked a hologram of General Jefferson Crofton.

The hologram answered, "Yes, though Greece was lost, you have proven yourself as a competent pilot and good leader. I am certain that on your own, you will be able to drive the Twilight Phoenix out of Egypt. If you proove yourself in this mission, we may consider your promotion."

The man grinned and said, "I shall accept this peace-keeping mission should you allow me one favor General."

The General asked, "What is it?"

The man explained, "At least allow me the pleasure of killing any female pilots with my bare hands. I would love nothing more than to show my patriotism for this Republic than with the execution of not simply a traitor, but one who truly ruined the chances of taking back the Suez."

General Crofton gave a small smile and nodded saying, "I shall see if High Command will allow this. I hope to see the best from you Victor."

Victor Crofton replied, "I'll make sure that Suez is put in line General. I will not fail you."

General Crofton closed the conversation saying, "Very good. I expect you to be ready to leave as soon as the President issues the mission. Hopefully this mission will proove to be a success." The hologram dissapated and Victor left to head for the mobile suit hangar.

It was only a matter of time before Victor would join the army in driving out the Twilight Phoenix from the face of the Earth. The only dissapointment was that he would have to wait for the mission to begin...

OOC: To bad the Republic is always a step ahead Spit break... Mwahahaha... This is really just a way of hopefully getting your main pilots to meet with the characters heading for Iran, so I'll be nice to your characters.

IC: As the morning rose, Victor Crofton heard his phone computer bleep. He answered it and saw the face of his father appear. He saluted and asked, "Reporting sir. How may I serve you?"
General Crofton answered him, "The mission to drive out Twilight Phoenix Captain, it will be taking place today at 1500 hours. We will overpower the terrorists this time and drive them out of the Suez. You will meet this mission with success, I am certain of that."
Victor assured him, "Confirmed General. Operation Suez Sweep will be simple target practice when I arrive along with the other squadrons."

Sinai 0900 hours

The squadrons were assembling in large numbers this time. The Republic underestimated the Twilight Phoenix before, but it would not make the same mistake twice. This time, 400 Gemini IIs would see to it that Twilight Phoenix was cleared of the Republic's problems. All that would keep them from advancing was awaiting the rest of the force. Victor could only hope it would take a little while longer...

OOC: or are they :D hahahahahaha 400 MS might do something, but remember Suez is a mortress it wont be easy to fight :P now to get up to your time stamps


21:36

"Night guys" Holland said turning the light off beside his bed and closing the curtin "Night Holland" the others said as they were preparing to go to sleep. The base once again went scilent for the night and would be active again in the morning.

08:27

"Tray'vak! Hawke! get your asses out here on the double!" came a loud voice from outside the mess hall as they were all eating brekfest. They all ran out only to find General Waltfeld standing there waiting for them "Did you not get the message I wanted to see you as soon as i arrived" he yelled at them "No sir we did not" Holland said quickly to cover there asses. The general brushed it off "Alright, what ever, Diane get your self over to the hanger and grab your unit and get it to the ship, you three come with me to the ship" he ordered them, they then followed that order.

08:35

Diane got out of her suit at the enterence to the hanger of there new warship and walked over to the others inside "Sir why did you not have me and Holland bring our suits over?" Luna asked him as she looked around. The general smiled "they are already here" he said as he took a sip from his coffee "I don't see them in here sir" Holland said looking around, he saw two trucks, two tarps, and one large hanger. General waltfeld laughed and pointed to the tarps "take them off boys" he yelled over to the men by the tarps.

Once the tarps were off the general looked to the two of them "theres your new units, Holland, the G3-Saviour, Lunamaria the Pheonix gundam destroy mode" he told them "Wow but why sir?" Luna asked him "because not only can we not have our best pilots in a mass production suit, but we can't have the pilots of the SOF using suits that do not meet there skills" he said to all of them "SOF sir?" Mayrin asked "All four of you are now with the Special Operations Forces, your stuff has been transfered to the ship and your new uniforms are waiting in your rooms, i suggest you go put them on" he said. They all then saluted him and went off to there new rooms.


08:57

They had all assembled on the bridge to meet the general "you all look good in the uniforms, but on to business, moments ago I was informed that intelligence has spotted large republic forces moving into Tel Aviv due to there numbers we expect there swinging here or greece, We have already sent word to Greece to warn them. However they would just be shifting troops to the front lines" he told them as he pointed to the map. Luna looked at it "If you ask me this is just them setting up a front line at that perimeter around us they set up if they pass that line that when we worry and not untill then" she said "Good point, well dismissed and get used to your new jobs" the general said, they then left the room and the general poored another cup of coffee "When the coffe is first rate so is every thing else" he said looking out the window.


OOC: now my fingers hurt thanks :P

Aegean

"They want us to do what?!" Hall had just received word of the reunion of Europe, which was excellent news. This gave them forward bases to lead additional strike forces into Russian and other eastern territory. Unfortunately, at a cost... "They want us to defeat Terra in France before they'll help us in Russia... frankly, I don't think it's possible. We barely have the manpower to carry out operations in Russia, in goddamn winter no less. Unless we receive significant help from the inside, there's no way..."

Great White - 4 hours until roster assembly

"I believe that Iran's coastal tracking systems should have us clearly in sight by now," reported Gimbley. "No activity as of yet, although there are active naval patrols closer to their borders with Terran territories which we'll probably run into."

"They should know we're not them but our IFF, but it might be asking a bit much to be left entirely alone, especially since we'll need to carry out operations in their territory," said Simms. "We should probably try contacting them soon to work something out."

He hoped negotiations would go smoothly. It was already the third day. Word from the engine room was that emergency repairs were completed and, while performance would be a bit lower than before, she was air-worthy. They could begin sweeping the mountains by mid-afternoon if they were lucky.

"wow, this suit is amazing and it looks so cool" Luna said as her new suit lited up redder then santa clauses suit. Holland poked his head out and looked at it "it definatly looks deadly, heck my suit does to, I got add on packs, a ground assault and a artillery pack" Holland shouted over to her "now you guys are on par with me suit wise" Diane shouted to them "yeah well its just like the general sad, we can't be using mass production suits" Holland said to her. Holland then jumped out of his cockpit and sat down "This is a fine ship to, I've been looking over it and we can use the two main guns for artillery bombardment" Holland told them before he jumped down from the suit.

"yeah its a nice ship, it will help when we move out later tonight" Luna said as she got out of her suit as well "Yeah with all this we are just going to plow through the republic forces remaining in africa" Diane added in to the conversation.

Bani Suwayf
0930 hours

While Victor awaited the time to strike on the Twilight Phoenix, another gathering of mobile suits was preparing to make its strike against the terrorists. A total of 250 mobile suits were gathering to prepare for the attack consisting of 75 Saggitarius's, 75 Aries's, and 100 Gemini I units.
All were led by the Command of Major Wesely Strinson. Pascifying Morrocco and settling the Muslims into their little ghetto was a piece of cake for him, but now he was about to show what he could do to enemy terrorists. He asked one of his Captains, "Will the mobile suits be ready to strike once the Sinai squadrons have made it to the Suez?"
The captain answered, "Everything is going as scheduled Major. Should we actually attack the terrorists with the numbers we have planned? It won't add much to the force that the Sinai squadrons are bringing."
The Major assured him, "Don't worry about that Captain. We'll be giving those terrorists a very pleasant surprise once we attack..."

Aegean

While the combined staffs of Scandinavia, the Union Successor Fleet, and European Union were busy trying to make their impossible task a little less impossible, AWAC Albatross units from the Union fleet patrolled the southern fringes of the sea. By now, the concentration of ships in the Aegean was bound to have been noticed by the Terrans. It was no longer possible, or necessary, to keep themselves secret.

"Alb 15 to Darwin patrol, confirmed Terran movement in Sinai peninsula, predicted target is Suez base, ETA unknown."

This was big news and needed to make it to command quickly. It was a substantial force, one normally reserved for overrunning entire armies. While it was true that the Twilight Phoenix had assembled a team of powerful mobile suits and had some sort of massive defense cannon... power is only so useful when deployed along a static line. Surely the Terrans would be able to destroy or disable the defenses with their mobility and numbers.

Then again, the Phoenix had shown themselves to be resilient in the past, and the accomplishment of rebuilding the captured base in less than a week proved their mettle to the world. No wonder the Terrans had gathered such a force. Their presence was drawing Terran eyes away from the Aegean, giving the allies precious time. And if the Phoenix could manage to take down a large number of Terran suits in the inevitable battle, regardless of whether they won or lost, it would give the allies an opening to strike thanks to the diversion of resources.

You guys better make it out of there alive...

OOC: Just to move things along.

IC:

1500 hours
Sinai

The forces had at last assembled. Victor looked around him and saw the 400 mobile suits ready to take down the Twilight Phoenix once and for all. Soon he and the 250 other mobile suits would be ready to attack. He heard the order from Colonel Gunne Duong, "All mobile suits, the force has been assembled and is ready for an attack. We'll be meeting with Major Strinson once we've arrived, be ready for combat."
Victor enthusiastically responded, "Confirmed Colonel! We'll give em' a preview of Hell before they get there!" He thought to himself, "I'll show my father. I'll prove to him that I'm a true soldier!"

Bani Suwayf

Major Strinson gave the order, "Send the message. We wish to hear what they have to say."
His fellow Captain confirmed, "Confirmed sir. We are transmitting now.


Message to Twilight Phoenix Headquarters:

Attention Twilight Phoenix terrorists, you are soon to be caught in a battle with the mighty army of the Republic but you will be taken far more seriously this time. We shall be overwhelming your forces with our mobile suits and another attack should you fail to comply. However, we shall give you a chance to surrender. If you accept our offer, we shall ensure that you are all spared and given a chance to begin your lives again. We await your response within the hour.

Major Wesley Strinson

Zagros mountains

Star had returned to the cave after pulling what components might be usefull from the darkstar the ensure the message got out wich basicaly consisted of her own transmiter... the becon being to well intigrated with the rest of the systems. considering the design she was suprised she could get the transmiter out. while it was a good design in theroy it was a pain in the ass in this situation.

Great White

Erin continued to plug away at the more advanced equasions feigning a slight dificulty and intentionaly going slower than nessicary. at one point she actualy paused halfway through entering a purposfly flawed line of code "that can't be right she muttered and began deleating the line hopeing to get toms attention

Greg finnaly made it to the confrence room tool kit in hand it was mildly suprised to see erin there but wasn't suprised to see the way her uniform was undone he took a purposeful look and moved over to the AC console "so lets see what the problem is." he began undoing the cover

"New Terra" Space colony

tong watched from a safe distance as the 2 scandinavian colonys where towed into there temporary locations in preperation for the massiv onstruction effort that was about to take place.

the plan was as bold as it was dangerous to join to olonys in space would be an engenering marval un paralelled to eneything ever imagened or built ever in earths history and tong would remain to observe it... he had temporarly been reassigned to the Omnipotence for this phase of the plan but that was fine with him he preferd the company of millitary personell over civies anyday

Russian reclamation facility

Diter's mind had be churning since the meeting with Pyter and Mikal there had to be away to get the equipment they needed without raising to much suspition when it hit him... it was so simple he was suprised no one had thought about it before they had the gantrys cranes and welding equipment readly on hand but it was the manifacturing equipment needed to repair the more rusted components that they where missing. well he had just figured out how to get around the problem... he grabbed a requisition form and fillied it out listing the equipment needed and the reasons and ran to pyters office.

"and your sure this will work?" Pyter asked setting the form down on his desk

"compleatly."

Pyter gave a small smile "you are a true russian comrad" after aproving the form he poured them each a small glass of vodka as they toasted mother russia.

((ooc: i wounder what there up to ;) ))

Zagros mountains

Star had returned to the cave after pulling what components might be usefull from the darkstar the ensure the message got out wich basicaly consisted of her own transmiter... the becon being to well intigrated with the rest of the systems. considering the design she was suprised she could get the transmiter out. while it was a good design in theroy it was a pain in the ass in this situation.

So Laku and Star had made it to the cave with their equipment. Awesome. Now to find a way to get it near the peak. "My manual says this will ping for two or three hours once it's removed from the unit, and there's no way to turn it off, so the faster I get up there, the better..." she mumbled. "I don't know if we can approach from the inside using that little stream you found, so my only option might be to climb outside where he can see me. Will you be able to assemble this... whatever it is you have here?"

Great White

Erin continued to plug away at the more advanced equasions feigning a slight dificulty and intentionaly going slower than nessicary. at one point she actualy paused halfway through entering a purposfly flawed line of code "that can't be right she muttered and began deleating the line hopeing to get toms attention

Greg finnaly made it to the confrence room tool kit in hand it was mildly suprised to see erin there but wasn't suprised to see the way her uniform was undone he took a purposeful look and moved over to the AC console "so lets see what the problem is." he began undoing the cover

Thank God, thought Tom as the engineer finally arrived. No fans had made it their way, and he was fanning himself with the clipboard. He kept his eyes on the screen as Pierce continued completing her tasks. She was going slower, now, but making good progress. She seemed to take the same approach to every problem, though, which he didn't like. She caught herself each time, but still... It's one thing to fit the pattern to the problem, and another to fit the problem to the pattern. She was beginning to reach the exercises with non-standard data sets, which would require her to write custom scripts to process and organize everything.

He looked at his watch. Three hours until they've got the roster together... she looks handy with a computer, which is a problem if my suspicions are correct... ugh, I'll need to come up with an awfully good reason to keep her on starter privileges if she keeps this up. I could always invent some red tape. Red tape fixes everything!!

OOC: Just to move things along

Message to Twilight Phoenix Headquarters:

Attention Twilight Phoenix terrorists, you are soon to be caught in a battle with the mighty army of the Republic but you will be taken far more seriously this time. We shall be overwhelming your forces with our mobile suits and another attack should you fail to comply. However, we shall give you a chance to surrender. If you accept our offer, we shall ensure that you are all spared and given a chance to begin your lives again. We await your response within the hour.

Major Wesley Strinson


The commander of the Suez base looked over the message quickly "Have they passed the detection grid?" she asked "yes Ma'am two forces coming in" came the response from one man "estimated 4 hours till they hit" the man then said to her. She stopped and thought for a second "bring the base to full battle readiness, and transmit this message in one hour no more no less" she said handing a piece of paper. The man took the paper and typed in the message and set it to be sent at 16:00 zulu exactly. The message was simple


To: The commander of Republic forces
From: Twilight Phoenix Suez base

Nuts




Meanwhile the alarms went off in the base and every person sent to battlestations, quickly 6 MS squads, Holland, Luna, Diane, and there new warship were at combat readiness. Troops filled the trenches with machine guns, RPGs, Anti-Armour rifles and high grade captured republic anti MS weapons. Tanks, missile trucks and gattling trucks pulled into tank bunkers for protection and men ran to Anti-armour turrets around the base. The positron cannon was powered up, but none of the defensive guns were deployed yet including the positron cannon.

The base was ready for the fight and they would win through....no matter the cost, one final message was sent out to there allies.


To: all allied forces
From: Twilight phoenix

Republic forces are moving in heavy numbers towards our Suez base,
they have offered surrender but we will not take it,
to the last man we will fight for our freedom
and if that means dieing for freedom then so be it.

signed

Paige newfeld commander of Suez

The commander of the Suez base looked over the message quickly "Have they passed the detection grid?" she asked "yes Ma'am two forces coming in" came the response from one man "estimated 4 hours till they hit" the man then said to her. She stopped and thought for a second "bring the base to full battle readiness, and transmit this message in one hour no more no less" she said handing a piece of paper. The man took the paper and typed in the message and set it to be sent at 16:00 zulu exactly. The message was simple


To: The commander of Republic forces
From: Twilight Phoenix Suez base

Nuts




Meanwhile the alarms went off in the base and every person sent to battlestations, quickly 6 MS squads, Holland, Luna, Diane, and there new warship were at combat readiness. Troops filled the trenches with machine guns, RPGs, Anti-Armour rifles and high grade captured republic anti MS weapons. Tanks, missile trucks and gattling trucks pulled into tank bunkers for protection and men ran to Anti-armour turrets around the base. The positron cannon was powered up, but none of the defensive guns were deployed yet including the positron cannon.

The base was ready for the fight and they would win through....no matter the cost, one final message was sent out to there allies.


To: all allied forces
From: Twilight phoenix

Republic forces are moving in heavy numbers towards our Suez base,
they have offered surrender but we will not take it,
to the last man we will fight for our freedom
and if that means dieing for freedom then so be it.

signed

Paige Newfeld commander of Suez




OOC: It took them 4 hours to mobilize, they'll get there in less time.

IC: One of the Division Captains reported to Colonel Duong, "Colonel, the terrorists have given their answer."
The Colonel asked, "Very well then, how did they respond?"
The Captain reported, "Just one word sir, "nuts"."
The Colonel frowned disgusted and said, "So they think they can steal from proud heritage of our nation now? They truly are terrorists. We'll respond in kind to that answer alright... Send the order to the Omnipotence. It's time to end them once and for all." He gave the order to the mobile suits, "All units! Move out! Prepare for combat, the terrorists will soon be in range!" The mobile suits from Bani Suwayf and Sinai were now moving towards the Suez base. It was a matter of time before the Twilight Phoenix was to recieve its promised attack and its gift from above...

Terran Battleship Omnipotence

Commander Gothart couldn't feel anymore proud. She was now a commander onboard the Omnipotence to get a first hand view of Sage's new work. The colonies joined together into one structure... She never felt patriotism flow through her veins as intensly as they were now seeing this before her. She was truly blessed to see such a sight let alone see Tong Xiang, one of the growing interests in Beta Terran military operations, in her presence. She could not take in this moment forever though, as she recieved an order from a hologram. The man in it was General Marcus Grey. Commander Gothart saluted and asked, "General! Reporting!"
The General nodded and said, "Very good Commander. We have request of your ship, the President has authorized an Alpha Strike on the location of the terrorists in the Suez. I'm sending you the coordinates now. Fire as soon as you recieve them. That is all." the hologram dissapeared right after that.
Gothart looked down at the coordinates and told her crew, "We have recieved an order from High Command to execute an Alpha Strike on coordinates 2958-3233! Prepare the cannons and begin the strike!"
"Confirmed Commander. We are preparring to fire Alpha Strike."
"All cannons are optimal, all signs are ready to fire."
"Fire on mark, 3...2...1..." The gift from above was not gauranteed to be pleasant for Twilight Phoenix...

OOC: It's intended to destroy the mobile suits and the Twilight Phoenix's hope of breaking through to Bani Suwayf, not the base.

OOC: SOF 1st squadron to the rescue (for the most part)

As the shells came towards the base the three quickly reilized it and jumped into action fast. Holland jumped in the way of shells headng for the positron cannon, Diane and Luna went in front of the hangers and used there energy shields to stoped the shots for those critical areas. The others shells hit harmlessly on the roads. General Waltfeld was on the bridge of the petrie "Two can play that game, rear guns target enemy battleship, forward guns target enemy mobile suit forces, FIRE!" he yelled out and the ship quickly opened fire on the two target areas, but the rear guns then were ordered to fire on the enemy MS forces after two salvos "Diane this General Waltfeld hunt down that enemy battleship now!" he ordered "roger that" she replied as she headed out over open water at high speed for the enemy warship.

Meanwhile tactics were going to help them out, there was a canyon that lead to the base, that canyon was were the enemy main force was coming from, a squad of Windams were outfitted with artillery packs and were ordered to fire as soon as the enemy was almost out of it. Holland was ready with his ground assault configuration and Luna was powered up, the red glow of the Phoenix gundam did more then just look scary, much more and soon the enemy would find that out.

OOC: SOF 1st squadron to the rescue (for the most part)

As the shells came towards the base the three quickly reilized it and jumped into action fast. Holland jumped in the way of shells headng for the positron cannon, Diane and Luna went in front of the hangers and used there energy shields to stoped the shots for those critical areas. The others shells hit harmlessly on the roads. General Waltfeld was on the bridge of the petrie "Two can play that game, rear guns target enemy battleship, forward guns target enemy mobile suit forces, FIRE!" he yelled out and the ship quickly opened fire on the two target areas, but the rear guns then were ordered to fire on the enemy MS forces after two salvos "Diane this General Waltfeld hunt down that enemy battleship now!" he ordered "roger that" she replied as she headed out over open water at high speed for the enemy warship.

Meanwhile tactics were going to help them out, there was a canyon that lead to the base, that canyon was were the enemy main force was coming from, a squad of Windams were outfitted with artillery packs and were ordered to fire as soon as the enemy was almost out of it. Holland was ready with his ground assault configuration and Luna was powered up, the red glow of the Phoenix gundam did more then just look scary, much more and soon the enemy would find that out.

OOC: Sorry I didn't specify it, but the ship is in space.

IC: Shells began firing towards the Omnipotence from the Earth. "So they mastered our turrets?"
"We have a confirmed visual Commander, the enemy has a battleship ready to mobilize."
"How far are our units from the target?"
"They will be making contact with the enemy in a matter of 20 minutes Commander."
"Very well. Fire at the enemy ship! We'll take some effort off the hands of our allies!" The frontward cannons fired towards the ships position in hopes of reaching the target...

Twilight Phoenix Headquarters

Colonel Duong gave the order to Victor, "You may now attack Captain. May your assault yield great results."
Victor assured, "Thank you sir. I will not fail the Republic." He closed the link and gave the order to his fellow men, "There's the base men! Attack it now! Spare no one!"
"ORDER AND UNITY!!!" The pilots cheered as they charged towards the base...

On the other side of the base, Major Strinson ordered, "All Sag. Units, maintain a distance for effective long range advantage! Take out any enemy that resists! Let's give 'em Hell!"

So Laku and Star had made it to the cave with their equipment. Awesome. Now to find a way to get it near the peak. "My manual says this will ping for two or three hours once it's removed from the unit, and there's no way to turn it off, so the faster I get up there, the better..." she mumbled. "I don't know if we can approach from the inside using that little stream you found, so my only option might be to climb outside where he can see me. Will you be able to assemble this... whatever it is you have here?"

"Transmiter" star said setting down the components "i'm hopeing to boost the signal if what you said is true and we only have 3 hours i dont want to chance sedding itt down the streem who knows how long it will take to get out so climbing up the way i did seems to be to only option. so lets eee if my transmiter is compatable with your becon"

Thank God, thought Tom as the engineer finally arrived. No fans had made it their way, and he was fanning himself with the clipboard. He kept his eyes on the screen as Pierce continued completing her tasks. She was going slower, now, but making good progress. She seemed to take the same approach to every problem, though, which he didn't like. She caught herself each time, but still... It's one thing to fit the pattern to the problem, and another to fit the problem to the pattern. She was beginning to reach the exercises with non-standard data sets, which would require her to write custom scripts to process and organize everything.

He looked at his watch. Three hours until they've got the roster together... she looks handy with a computer, which is a problem if my suspicions are correct... ugh, I'll need to come up with an awfully good reason to keep her on starter privileges if she keeps this up. I could always invent some red tape. Red tape fixes everything!!

Gregg had the covver off and had pulled a circit board checking it over replacing it and pulled another checking it over and began muttering about incompleat systems and incompotent constructing and how the ship shouldn't have been launched in this condition as he continued to fis for the problem

Erin on the other hand was haveing slightly more fun as she came up to a particularly tricky data set "hey tom can you check this for me... i'm not sure i got it right." she fanned herself with the frount of her uniform shaking another button lose again his attention had wanderd it was time to refocus it again.

"Transmiter" star said setting down the components "i'm hopeing to boost the signal if what you said is true and we only have 3 hours i dont want to chance sedding itt down the streem who knows how long it will take to get out so climbing up the way i did seems to be to only option. so lets eee if my transmiter is compatable with your becon"

"Umm... right..." Laku fumbled through her pack for the manual she had salvaged from the cockpit. "Okay, so... it doesn't have much that's helpful, but there's some kind of schematic here... I don't really know what it means, but if you can read it, it might tell you how to connect it up."

Gregg had the covver off and had pulled a circit board checking it over replacing it and pulled another checking it over and began muttering about incompleat systems and incompotent constructing and how the ship shouldn't have been launched in this condition as he continued to fis for the problem

Erin on the other hand was haveing slightly more fun as she came up to a particularly tricky data set "hey tom can you check this for me... i'm not sure i got it right." she fanned herself with the frount of her uniform shaking another button lose again his attention had wanderd it was time to refocus it again.

Cold air was blowing again. "You... are a LIFEsaver, man," he said while the engineer did his thing. Now he turned his attention back to the screen. Julie was waiting for him to come check her work, and the second button was out. Oh no, no nonononono, I see through your little game... and down it... GAH, damn it! Concentrate "Well... uh, shoot, just run the thing, and if it outputs what's on the paper, you win." Please don't ask me to debug, please don't ask me to debug...

Since his attack on Durby Travis had since moved the HMS H2SO4 to the Dahlak archipelago off the coast of Eritrea, where he and the Morris brothers continued to ambush Republic patrols.

Grace came into to hanger where the pilots were working on Virus and the two stolen geminis. "I just captured a coded message from Twilight Phoenix they are about to be or by now most likley already under attack the republic and asking for help."

"Well now there are two things consiter." Travis said thinking therequest over. "First is would we be able to get there before the battle is over? Second and more importantly is weather the kids are ready to face a full scale battle or should I go there alone if at all?"

"I think we should go." Will said "If we make it there in time than there will still be a battle to fight, if we don't than there should still be plenty of salvage to get and mabey some isolated Tarrens to ambush."

"your learning the trade good boy, to the Suezs we shall go."

OOC: sorry I have been unable to post lately just moved into my place for collage and some one already mentioned what a pain dorm internet can be.

OOC: space, hehehe I got a good idea EMP any one?

The battle had begun, they figured out the fire was coming from orbit, Diane swung around to hit the second force. Artiller Windams poored fire on the man enemy force, and a deadly surprise awaited the enemy. Diane was ordered to stay back, it was time to show the Phoenix has claws. Fire control for the base was controled by several locations "FCS online missile and CIWS guns deployed" one reported
"Target second enemy force with the positron cannon, sweep them off this earth" the base commander ordered.

"Aye Ma'am" the main said as Missile turrets and CIWS guns opened fire at the enemy the positron cannon turned to the second enemy force. The housing around the cannon pulled back revealing the charged cannon "firing axis confirmed ready to fire in 3...2...1...0" the man said pressing the fire button. The massive blast hit one end of the enemy force and swept across to the other side, its housing then closed up again as the cannon recharged.

Troops on the ground fired what they could, turrets fired anti armour rounds, CIWS guns fired 75mm shells, and missile launchers fired 10 missiles at a time. Mobile suits flew through the sky, and Holland was rolling along at high speed firing missiles, his gattling gun, and his beam rifle at the enemy, while Luna fired her rifle from the sky.

OOC: you like your troops extra crispy?

"Umm... right..." Laku fumbled through her pack for the manual she had salvaged from the cockpit. "Okay, so... it doesn't have much that's helpful, but there's some kind of schematic here... I don't really know what it means, but if you can read it, it might tell you how to connect it up."

"lets have a look" star picked up the manual and took a look quickly flipping through it picking out the relivent points every now and then looking at the parts she had brought muttering to herself as she thought through how to do it "it just might work..." she picked up the transmiter and was turning it over in her hands... "i just need a compatibal cable..."

Cold air was blowing again. "You... are a LIFEsaver, man," he said while the engineer did his thing. Now he turned his attention back to the screen. Julie was waiting for him to come check her work, and the second button was out. Oh no, no nonononono, I see through your little game... and down it... GAH, damn it! Concentrate "Well... uh, shoot, just run the thing, and if it outputs what's on the paper, you win." Please don't ask me to debug, please don't ask me to debug...

((ooc: what was that debug? ok :D ))

Erin pushed *enter* on her intentionaly faulty program adn... nothing happened "damn... what went wrong... it should have worked" she frowned a pouty little frown "can you have a look at this please i'm not sure what i did wrong" its was of course false she knew exactly where the faulty line of code was but that wasn't the point

"no problem mate" gregg tightened the last of the bolts "well if you'll exuse me i got some lights fix now... you'd think they'd make sure everything worked before launching" Unioners... can't build anything right

gregg left Erin to her not so subtle seduction of the techie ang made his was back down to the corridor where the gun was hidden he called in reporting his assignment compleated and he was moving on to the next.

he set his tool kit down nere the hatch and yanked it open and checked the conections to see it was a problem here or deeper down the line he poked his head and hands in and rummaged around checking wires he grabed a wrench and checked to make sure the connections where tight.

Since his attack on Durby Travis had since moved the HMS H2SO4 to the Dahlak archipelago off the coast of Eritrea, where he and the Morris brothers continued to ambush Republic patrols.

Grace came into to hanger where the pilots were working on Virus and the two stolen geminis. "I just captured a coded message from Twilight Phoenix they are about to be or by now most likley already under attack the republic and asking for help."

"Well now there are two things consiter." Travis said thinking therequest over. "First is would we be able to get there before the battle is over? Second and more importantly is weather the kids are ready to face a full scale battle or should I go there alone if at all?"

"I think we should go." Will said "If we make it there in time than there will still be a battle to fight, if we don't than there should still be plenty of salvage to get and mabey some isolated Tarrens to ambush."

"your learning the trade good boy, to the Suezs we shall go."

OOC: sorry I have been unable to post lately just moved into my place for collage and some one already mentioned what a pain dorm internet can be.

"Hey, bro... you think the rumors are true?"

"'Bout what?"

"I heard from a few of the guys that a Union fleet got out before the bomb hit... they were going this way!"

Will pulled his brother aside so they would talk in whisper. "You serious? Any word which fleet?"

"N-no, just whoever they could scrounge up."

Will let his brother go and straightened his collar. "Damn, that's a good lead, though," he said. "If we bust through Suez, maybe we can find them and ask about dad... sounds like Beckett has a score to settle with those guys, anyway."

Croc looked at his refitted Gemini. The crew had de-Terranized it a bit but it was more or less the same. It was a really just a cosmetic upgrade. "We're actually going into battle?"

Will threw a thumbs-up. "Straight up! Phoenix are tough, but ain't no way we're not getting a piece of that action!"

Erin pushed *enter* on her intentionaly faulty program adn... nothing happened "damn... what went wrong... it should have worked" she frowned a pouty little frown "can you have a look at this please i'm not sure what i did wrong" its was of course false she knew exactly where the faulty line of code was but that wasn't the point

"no problem mate" gregg tightened the last of the bolts "well if you'll exuse me i got some lights fix now... you'd think they'd make sure everything worked before launching" Unioners... can't build anything right

gregg left Erin to her not so subtle seduction of the techie ang made his was back down to the corridor where the gun was hidden he called in reporting his assignment compleated and he was moving on to the next.

he set his tool kit down nere the hatch and yanked it open and checked the conections to see it was a problem here or deeper down the line he poked his head and hands in and rummaged around checking wires he grabed a wrench and checked to make sure the connections where tight.

"Sorry, mate, you should know what kind of rush we were in," replied Tom as the engineer made his exit. Or do you? Great, now I'm going to be suspicious of everyone, huh...

Julie was beckoning. Yeah, that was probably the right word for it. Reluctantly, Tom got out of his seat and went over to her laptop. He scanned the text on the screen. Nothing wrong with that bit... his eyes scanned lower... lower... Of course, you would put the problem line at the bottom, wouldn't you? Little bit of screen reflection to suit your EVIL PURPOSES. Pretty fine evil purposes, BUT...

Tom pointed to the offending line. "You got your conditional switched," he said. "You're trying to read from a non-existent file here." I KNOW you saw that. This is all part of your little game, isn't it. Well, I'll have you know I'm only playing under protest! God damn you, male hormones. I am the worst proctor in the history of ever.

"Sorry, mate, you should know what kind of rush we were in," replied Tom as the engineer made his exit. Or do you? Great, now I'm going to be suspicious of everyone, huh...

Julie was beckoning. Yeah, that was probably the right word for it. Reluctantly, Tom got out of his seat and went over to her laptop. He scanned the text on the screen. Nothing wrong with that bit... his eyes scanned lower... lower... Of course, you would put the problem line at the bottom, wouldn't you? Little bit of screen reflection to suit your EVIL PURPOSES. Pretty fine evil purposes, BUT...

Tom pointed to the offending line. "You got your conditional switched," he said. "You're trying to read from a non-existent file here." I KNOW you saw that. This is all part of your little game, isn't it. Well, I'll have you know I'm only playing under protest! God damn you, male hormones. I am the worst proctor in the history of ever.

"your kidding me" she staired at the line "i can't beleive i missed that" she fixed the line and pressed enter and the program ran "the heat must have gotten to me for such a rooky mistake. i'm glad that mechanic got the AC fixed. it was really starting to warm up in here"

OOC: space, hehehe I got a good idea EMP any one?

The battle had begun, they figured out the fire was coming from orbit, Diane swung around to hit the second force. Artiller Windams poored fire on the man enemy force, and a deadly surprise awaited the enemy. Diane was ordered to stay back, it was time to show the Phoenix has claws. Fire control for the base was controled by several locations "FCS online missile and CIWS guns deployed" one reported
"Target second enemy force with the positron cannon, sweep them off this earth" the base commander ordered.

"Aye Ma'am" the main said as Missile turrets and CIWS guns opened fire at the enemy the positron cannon turned to the second enemy force. The housing around the cannon pulled back revealing the charged cannon "firing axis confirmed ready to fire in 3...2...1...0" the man said pressing the fire button. The massive blast hit one end of the enemy force and swept across to the other side, its housing then closed up again as the cannon recharged.

Troops on the ground fired what they could, turrets fired anti armour rounds, CIWS guns fired 75mm shells, and missile launchers fired 10 missiles at a time. Mobile suits flew through the sky, and Holland was rolling along at high speed firing missiles, his gattling gun, and his beam rifle at the enemy, while Luna fired her rifle from the sky.

OOC: you like your troops extra crispy?

Major Strinson asked one of his Captains, "What's our status after that blast?"
He was given the answer, "About half of our advancing Gemini forces have been destroyed from the blast, we can't risk further movement due to the power of the blast! Another combined attack and our forces will be defeated for sure!"
Strinson ordered, "Keep all Sagg. units out of enemy range! We have to take out the main base defenses!"

Hope was not lost for the Republic units though, the second force coming from the Sinai was now attacking the base defenses. As soon as they saw the positron cannon fire on their friends though, they had to adpot a new stratedgy. Victor gave the order, "All units! Aim for the enemy positron cannon! We'll eliminate their chances of any further resistance!" As soon as the units under Victor's command heard this, they fired on the location of the cannon with intentions of its destruction. Victor himself even flew up so he could have the base take a good helping of his four energy cannons...

Aboard the Omnipotence

"General, I must ask, why can we not simply obliterate the terrorist base with our cannons?" Commander Gothart asked Marcus Grey. She wanted to know why she could not destroy the terrorists as easily as it would have been had she been allowed to destroy the base.
The General answered, "The President does not want the base to be lost unless it is inevitable. The Suez is essential in our operations in Africa, and the loss of that base will take years and money to rebuild. He wants to save as much of this as possible."
Commander Gothart shrugged and said, "I see. If that is the President's wish, I shall abide by it."
The General assured her, "Further assistance may be asked of you later on in the operation. Please remain on combat alert for when ordered."
She saluted and said, "Very well then. I shall await from High Command and offer any further assistance I can offer." The hologram dissapeared again, and she was left to watch over her crew...

The republics problems had only started, the dome like structure around the cannon had a anti-beam coating and had thick armour it would take alot to get through it. One thing the Republic forgot was a large petrie class warship shooting large shells down on republic forces. Holland had more fire power then he knew what to do with, he used the wheels on his feet to move around at high speed at the republics main force.

He fired his beam rifle at one suit, missiles at three others, shoulder cannon at another, and his army cannon with yet another suit, All while defending with his beam shield.

Meanwhile, Luna was high in the sky and saw victor, she knew who it was, the crazed phyco from before. She raised her shield and went full speed at him, her suit glowed bright red as the suit moved from side to side, the redness also fooled the enemy's sensors and would make him think she is some where else. She opened fire with her rifle this time she would take him down.

On the other side of battle field Diane was taking out some of her built of aggression on the republics second force that was now crippled as a force. She darted with high speed around them she pulled out the beam boomerang and threw it at the groups of enemies, she then raised her gattling gun and opened fire at the enemy suits, at the same time she pulled out her two beam pistols and fired those at enemy suits while firing her cannons and rail guns.

Every man, women, mobile suit, tank, truck and piece of equipment was shieled by some sort of cover. Rapid fired Anti-Armour turrets were ripping shells into the enemy while enough missiles to have one for almost every Republic MS were being fired from the base along with the hail storm of CIWS bullets, not to mention the ground fire from tank shells, missile and gattling trucks and the hundreds of infentry.

OOC: Do you think its possible I could get your group to make a retreat? If possible, they should try and meet with Jacob's group as well as meet with the Army of Islam.

IC: "Captain! It's the mobile suit prototype! We can't keep track of it!"
"Continue the advance! I'll hold this one off!" His Gemini III blasted at the same point Luna's did and made a charge for her. He came out of the smoke and hit her with his shoulder and began to fire four of the eight missiles. The Gemini II's used this to their advantage and moved in to take out the base defenses and the enemy mobile suits...

A crewmember informed, "Commander! The enemy ship has moved outside of required range!"
Commander Gothart ordered, "Very good. Now is our chance to help! Fire!"
The Omnipotence charged its cannons and fired at the target down below. The blast from space was charging towards its target on the Earth...

Aegean

The Union staff were eyeing the battle to the south from a distance by keeping a steady patrol of AWAC mobile suits in the air. They tried to keep the combined staff as informed as they could. There were an awful lot of signals coming back, and figuring out what represented what was keeping them on their toes. Nevertheless, they'd been able to figure out a few things.

The first Terran charge had resulted in a massive loss of signals within a contiguous arc, which they took to mean that the Twilight Phoenix had gotten off a surprise shot with their cannon. Now, however, the Terrans were keeping their artillery out of range and were using their mobility - they wouldn't be caught in the same trap again.

Several attacks had descended onto the base from space, so it appeared like there were Terran battleships in orbit over the area. The staff wasn't sure they could really be that effective. Projectile attacks were slow and predictable. Beam weapons, though much faster, would lose too much energy in the atmosphere to hurt anyone, unless... Well, no one really knew the maximum output rating on Terran weaponry, so they were forced to assume the attacks were strong enough to make it to ground level with significant kick remaining. But if that were true, why hold back?

It was hard to get a mobile suit count because of the large number of temporary signals blanketing the field, probably missiles and attack vehicles... the Phoenix were pumping out an almost impossible amount of fire. But there was no way they'd be able to keep that up for much longer, or they'd run out of ammo. The Republic could just sit back and let the group exhaust itself in its overzealous defense...

Great White

Conference Room

"Eh, it happens." Tom tried to sound as disinterested as possible and went back to his seat. Whew, managed to survive that... "So, I could probably put in a good word for you with the Data guys after seeing this, you handled everything pretty well." Now, to limit her access for the time being... how long until that roster's done. Two and a half hours still? What the hell is that Jaron kid doing? "I can get your initial permissions set once I get back, but I'll have to pound through some paperwork until I can actually upgrade your clearance. Unfortunately, the turnaround's not very good with the current situation..."

Hanger

Nelson and Adam sat by their units looking pretty bored. They hadn't heard anything from Jaron yet, so they couldn't move. Mervin was running over his data in private, still trying to figure out what was up with the Terra's energy source. The units were undergoing routine servicing and diagnostics. Jaron's was seeing the heaviest work - they were modifying his unit to use Union equipment packs.

"Damn, we really need to be training with the Prince right now..." Nelson muttered. "But we can't even guarantee his safety. He could probably look after himself, but..."

"Hey, I know what you mean," Adam replied. "And there's only two days left to save those two."

Nelson gritted his teeth. "Yeah..." he said. "I'm not going to forgive that guy."

"Whoa, take it easy there," said Adam. "I hate to say it, but we really don't stand a chance against him with our machines... your Gundam's pretty good, but only the Terra's in that black dude's league."

"No, there has to be something I can do," Nelson replied. "Even if it's just a little bit, there's got to be something..."

OOC: problem is to get the hell out I need that rear force to move, if it moves I'll be out of there but if I restreat you loose the base, in otherwords I have this set up as a loose loose situation.

"Damnit, HQ theres way to many of them we have to fall back" Holland yelled out blasting fire into the enemy "Negative, escape route blocked by the force Diane is engaging" the base commander said "we need to take them out, charge the cyclops system and order the petrie to move to cover the escape" he ordered "alright Holland" she said before she put every thing in order, they had to retreat but there would be no base for the republic to take, and if they were lucky the cyclops self destruct would take out the majority of there forces.

The Petrie moved around the base as Phoenix forces began to pull back from the front and into the desert in a strategic retreat, the bases automatic defences covering for them. It was also as a lure to bring the enemy closer into the base. Luna got back to her senses and intercepted the missiles before hearing the fall back order. The retreat was well exacuted, heavy fire coming down on the enemy main force so they did not come in to fast.

Hanger

Nelson and Adam sat by their units looking pretty bored. They hadn't heard anything from Jaron yet, so they couldn't move. Mervin was running over his data in private, still trying to figure out what was up with the Terra's energy source. The units were undergoing routine servicing and diagnostics. Jaron's was seeing the heaviest work - they were modifying his unit to use Union equipment packs.

"Damn, we really need to be training with the Prince right now..." Nelson muttered. "But we can't even guarantee his safety. He could probably look after himself, but..."

"Hey, I know what you mean," Adam replied. "And there's only two days left to save those two."

Nelson gritted his teeth. "Yeah..." he said. "I'm not going to forgive that guy."

"Whoa, take it easy there," said Adam. "I hate to say it, but we really don't stand a chance against him with our machines... your Gundam's pretty good, but only the Terra's in that black dude's league."

"No, there has to be something I can do," Nelson replied. "Even if it's just a little bit, there's got to be something..."

OOC: I was waiting for Kratna to make a response, but I guess I'll just post based on what most likely happened.

IC: Jaron walked out, defeated and helpless. He thought he could get a fellow Terran to talk especially with his name, but it turned out his name actually yielded opposite results. Even after two and a half hours of talking, and clearly saying he carried out the operation, the spy just wouldn't break.

Jaron went back to his room to write up a report for Captain Simms. As soon as it was done, he sent it to Captain Simms's databank for review when he recieved it. He walked back to the hangar hoping to see Jacob, Nelson, and Adam there, but only saw two of them. He saluted to them and said, "Hi. I'm sorry I took so long, but it turns out the spy in there already knows about my status..."...

OOC: problem is to get the hell out I need that rear force to move, if it moves I'll be out of there but if I restreat you loose the base, in otherwords I have this set up as a loose loose situation.

"Damnit, HQ theres way to many of them we have to fall back" Holland yelled out blasting fire into the enemy "Negative, escape route blocked by the force Diane is engaging" the base commander said "we need to take them out, charge the cyclops system and order the petrie to move to cover the escape" he ordered "alright Holland" she said before she put every thing in order, they had to retreat but there would be no base for the republic to take, and if they were lucky the cyclops self destruct would take out the majority of there forces.

The Petrie moved around the base as Phoenix forces began to pull back from the front and into the desert in a strategic retreat, the bases automatic defences covering for them. It was also as a lure to bring the enemy closer into the base. Luna got back to her senses and intercepted the missiles before hearing the fall back order. The retreat was well exacuted, heavy fire coming down on the enemy main force so they did not come in to fast.

OOC: Sure thing.

IC: "Rear force! The enemy defenses are now at acceptable levels! Circle around and clean up the remaining forces!" As this happened, the mobile suits were forcing the Twilight Phoenix to take up an even more defensive approach. The Omnipotence's firing did seem to have some effect, but was not able to hit the Petrie dead on for a full destruction. The mobile suits looked on as the Petrie loaded up many of the Phoenix mobile suits. "All units! The enemy is in full retreat! Pursue and take them down!" They all flew towards the Petrie battleship to get a clear shot. Victor could even see the mobile suit he was fighting with had now begun to fly away from the battle as well. He grinned and asked, "You have the balls to attack me once and that's it? And you call yourself a terrorist..." But these words were reduced to rebuttle as he he felt the explosion from below...

One of the squadron Captains stated, "Major! The base is exploding!"
Major Strinson exclaimed, "What the hell?! Get the lead out! We gotta get away from that blast!"
The Captain could only say, "Confir- AAAAAAAHHH!!!" as the explosion took his life.
"Captain?! Get the move on! Don't let the- AAAAAAAAHHH!!!" These were Wesley Strinson's last words as he found himself engulfed in the explosion...

The Twilight Phoenix actually did something the Terrans had not planned, they self destructed the base. This was a blow that wiped out a great deal of the Terran forces, but at the same time gave the Twilight Phoenix a run for the money. In a sense, the Terrans won, but also lost due to a great deal of casualties...

Colonel Duong looked on as the Twilight Phoenix began retreating across the Suez and into the Arabian desert. He asked his advisor, "Do you think we will have enough forces to track down the terrorists?"
He was presented with the answer, "Perhaps. We will need to contact High Command and tell them that more mobile suits will be needed to end the Twilight Phoenix."
Colonel Duong admitted, "Very well. We had a Phyrric Victory today, but we shall let the people see that the terrorists have been driven out of Suez. Let the media report that much."
"Yes sir."

Terran Casualties: 431 mobile suit pilots
Twilight Phoenix Casualties: (Spit break fills in)

OOC: I was waiting for Kratna to make a response, but I guess I'll just post based on what most likely happened.

IC: Jaron walked out, defeated and helpless. He thought he could get a fellow Terran to talk especially with his name, but it turned out his name actually yielded opposite results. Even after two and a half hours of talking, and clearly saying he carried out the operation, the spy just wouldn't break.

Jaron went back to his room to write up a report for Captain Simms. As soon as it was done, he sent it to Captain Simms's databank for review when he recieved it. He walked back to the hangar hoping to see Jacob, Nelson, and Adam there, but only saw two of them. He saluted to them and said, "Hi. I'm sorry I took so long, but it turns out the spy in there already knows about my status..."...

((ooc: did i miss a post....))

Aegean

The Albatross pilots tapped their consoles, confused. A massive hole had just appeared in the radar and suddenly the whole thing went dead. There had been an awful lot of activity going on just a moment ago, with Terran units trying to press their advantage from all sides, but now...

"Hey, you guys seeing this?"

"Yeah, entire thing's dead. I can't get any signal, it's all fuzz."

"Terran interference?"

"Maybe. There was a big bubble opening in the field before that, though."

"Yeah, I caught that, what the hell was it?"

"No idea... we'll have to leave it up to HQ to go over this data. We should probably get back before we're noticed..."

Great White

"Shoot, I was hoping it would work better than that..." Nelson mumbled. "But it looks like you're okay, which is good. And it's not like we really lost anything in the effort, right? First guy's still locked up, the others will get caught pretty soon, and it's not like they have access to, like, guns or anything."

Jaron just hung his head, as if to say, 'It's complicated.'

OOC: Sure thing.

IC: "Rear force! The enemy defenses are now at acceptable levels! Circle around and clean up the remaining forces!" As this happened, the mobile suits were forcing the Twilight Phoenix to take up an even more defensive approach. The Omnipotence's firing did seem to have some effect, but was not able to hit the Petrie dead on for a full destruction. The mobile suits looked on as the Petrie loaded up many of the Phoenix mobile suits. "All units! The enemy is in full retreat! Pursue and take them down!" They all flew towards the Petrie battleship to get a clear shot. Victor could even see the mobile suit he was fighting with had now begun to fly away from the battle as well. He grinned and asked, "You have the balls to attack me once and that's it? And you call yourself a terrorist..." But these words were reduced to rebuttle as he he felt the explosion from below...

One of the squadron Captains stated, "Major! The base is exploding!"
Major Strinson exclaimed, "What the hell?! Get the lead out! We gotta get away from that blast!"
The Captain could only say, "Confir- AAAAAAAHHH!!!" as the explosion took his life.
"Captain?! Get the move on! Don't let the- AAAAAAAAHHH!!!" These were Wesley Strinson's last words as he found himself engulfed in the explosion...

The Twilight Phoenix actually did something the Terrans had not planned, they self destructed the base. This was a blow that wiped out a great deal of the Terran forces, but at the same time gave the Twilight Phoenix a run for the money. In a sense, the Terrans won, but also lost due to a great deal of casualties...

Colonel Duong looked on as the Twilight Phoenix began retreating across the Suez and into the Arabian desert. He asked his advisor, "Do you think we will have enough forces to track down the terrorists?"
He was presented with the answer, "Perhaps. We will need to contact High Command and tell them that more mobile suits will be needed to end the Twilight Phoenix."
Colonel Duong admitted, "Very well. We had a Phyrric Victory today, but we shall let the people see that the terrorists have been driven out of Suez. Let the media report that much."
"Yes sir."

Terran Casualties: 431 mobile suit pilots
Twilight Phoenix Casualties: (Spit break fills in)

OOC: just to fill in the effects, the self destruct basic made the entire base into a blast furnece, the blood would instantly boil causing the body to explode, everything above the system would then colapse causing a feed back in the system causing a massive explosion, leaving a massive hole =P
Twilight Phoenix Casualties: 18 of 33 MS, moderate infentry and vehicle casulties

The base commander looked back at the base she commanded for a short time, now it was a smoking hole in the ground with water rushing in to it. Holland made the right call for them to retreat, it could play to there advantage still. Now supplies would have to traval a greater distance to a depot giving oppertunity for convoy raids to make the africa forces of the republic wither and die.

However amid this loss, there was hope, the people of the region tasted freedom, and they would not easily give it up. On top of it all, the first issue of Ray out magazine would be on stands in the morning, late light printing would have the truth of Suez in it along with much much more.

OOC: couldn't come up with a original name so i stole one :P lol any way this works good for me, my next big operation i can focus on now.

H2SO4

"Will, big news bro, we're too late!" Croc ran up to his brother and doubled over, breathing heavily. "There's apparently nothing left, they took the whole base out!"

"Terrans did WHAT?" cried Will. "They blew it all up?!"

"Something did!" gasped Croc. "I heard there's just a crater left. Underground bomb or something!"

Will clenched his fist. "Damn Terrans, to put that stuff under their own bases..."

Aegean

"Sorry to interrupt sir, but this is the latest we have..." Hall and the others' meeting was interrupted by yet more reports coming out of Egypt.

"The entire base is gone, then... orbital bombardment?" asked Hall.

"Not sure..." his aide replied. "We're very sketchy on the details, but the interference our AWACs experienced was the result of some sort of weapon discharge."

"What about the Twilight Phoenix, any word from them?"

"It seems that various units have scattered, we can't know for sure. Terrans are reinforcing the area, so our freedom to move has been somewhat restricted."

Hall passed the documents to his European counterparts. "Well, there it is. Regardless of how it happened, the Phoenix have literally created a hole in Terra's African plans. This will set them back a few days, but we still need to act quickly. We'll attempt to get agents into France and Italy to scrounge up some local assistance. We can seed some general propaganda while we're at it. What's the status of Istanbul?"

Great White

Simms read Jaron's report and sighed. It had been a good idea, but that damn Kincaid, or whoever the hell he was... guy had a smart mouth on him. And now a hostile party had a gun. In two hours, it would be over, but there was still plenty of time for the spies to do some serious damage to the ship if they got the chance. At this juncture, security in critical areas had been tightened.

But it's still not enough to be safe... thought Simms. Mervin had relayed Tom's suspicions about transfers. If that was true, they could be in trouble... what if one of the new security guards was one of them, or a hanger mechanic? Simms could vouch for the loyalty of the security guards he'd chatted with earlier, but when it came to the other sections, the ball was in their court. Tom and Mervin, at least, could be depended on.

"Gimbley, any contact with Tehran?" he asked. He had to try and focus on the mission at hand.

"Nothing on the scope, and no messages directed our way," he replied.

"We've been receiving periodic messages from Successor Fleet in the Aegean," Rian added. "There's some information here about a battle between the Twilight Phoenix and Terran military, but it's patchy at best. And apparently the Suez base is completely wiped out."

"Is that even possible?" asked Simms in surprise.

"We don't have anything concrete, but apparently it's just a crater..."

"Dear God... what kind of monster weapon did they use?!"

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(OOC: Gotta love the confusion of unreliable data :-D)

OOC: I deffinatly missed something... i've been able to follow the Suez battle but i missed something Braziliam posted in reguards to the spies and namley the captive James someone wanna fill me in on what i missed?

OOC: I deffinatly missed something... i've been able to follow the Suez battle but i missed something Braziliam posted in reguards to the spies and namley the captive James someone wanna fill me in on what i missed?

(OOC: Oh, so yeah, we were waiting to see if James would take Jaron at face value after he finished his job, but I think we gave up on that and just went with, "James ROFLed and now Gregg has a gun :-D")

Great White

Conference Room

"Eh, it happens." Tom tried to sound as disinterested as possible and went back to his seat. Whew, managed to survive that... "So, I could probably put in a good word for you with the Data guys after seeing this, you handled everything pretty well." Now, to limit her access for the time being... how long until that roster's done. Two and a half hours still? What the hell is that Jaron kid doing? "I can get your initial permissions set once I get back, but I'll have to pound through some paperwork until I can actually upgrade your clearance. Unfortunately, the turnaround's not very good with the current situation..."

"sure no problem" actualy it was a problem the soner she could get better acess to the main systems the better but no need to let him know what she was really planing she could still probably pull it off withough the acess but it make it so much eazyer "well if you want i supose i can help with all that paperwork" she made it sound as off handed as possable. hopefully he would think she was just offering to help she started packing her things in preperation to leave if he didn't want her help she had other things to do and she was getting suspicious as to why tom seemed to be stalling for time

Gregg pulled his head out of the hatch well t he problem wasn't in there he removed all his tools and packed them in his case wich was now a pound or 2 heaveyer and made his way to the sections electrical room and fixed the shorts jaron had caused muttering again about launching an incompleat ship more for the benafit of anyone trying to listen in then because he realy cared... it just made his job eazyer

"Lets get the hell back to HQ and plan our next move from there" General waltfeld said over the communications line from his room to the bridge "I agree but our foot hold has kinda been lost" the former suez base commander said back to him "you don't need to worry about that yet, I'll find out whats going on once we get to HQ" Waltfeld responded.

Meanwhile the hanger was packed with pilots and machines "SON OF A BITCH!" Holland yelled out as he punched the wall "Easy Holland" Luna told him "Those damn bastards.....those republic bastards will feel our might.....next time we will get them" he said in his cloud of anger "get them? Holland it will be officially reported in tomorrows edition of Ray=Out that 431 republic mobile suits were confirmed destroyed" she said to him.

"Yeah, yeah, wait diidn't you do the cover shot for the first issue?" he asked trying to remember "Yep, having me in a bikini will easily get people to pick it up, plus they do a interview with who ever is on the cover, I hear they want you for the next issue" she told him "me? well I wont get the attention like you would on the front cover but sounds good to me" Holland responded.

"sure no problem" actualy it was a problem the soner she could get better acess to the main systems the better but no need to let him know what she was really planing she could still probably pull it off withough the acess but it make it so much eazyer "well if you want i supose i can help with all that paperwork" she made it sound as off handed as possable. hopefully he would think she was just offering to help she started packing her things in preperation to leave if he didn't want her help she had other things to do and she was getting suspicious as to why tom seemed to be stalling for time

You'd love to speed things up, wouldn't you? Well, prepare to face the wrath of military bureaucracy at its finest! "No, that won't be necessary; heck, there isn't really anything left for you to do, really," Tom replied. "First there's looking and what kind of work we have, what areas need people, and then trying to find a good fit. That shouldn't be hard, since you've demonstrated pretty broad capabilities. But then I need to get your info out to teams and see if they want you, and they'll need to work out changes to the command chain with personnel, and after all that I need to get official statements regarding the new network configurations... As you can see, not the best system since we're playing paper tag with your documents, but it's the way things are. So the entire cycle will take at least a day." Hah, weasel your way out of THAT! This network is MINE, and I intend to keep it that way. Button your shirt up, little girl, because this is the end of your game. Wow, this is tough, no fair sending me the cute one. But I will win!

You'd love to speed things up, wouldn't you? Well, prepare to face the wrath of military bureaucracy at its finest! "No, that won't be necessary; heck, there isn't really anything left for you to do, really," Tom replied. "First there's looking and what kind of work we have, what areas need people, and then trying to find a good fit. That shouldn't be hard, since you've demonstrated pretty broad capabilities. But then I need to get your info out to teams and see if they want you, and they'll need to work out changes to the command chain with personnel, and after all that I need to get official statements regarding the new network configurations... As you can see, not the best system since we're playing paper tag with your documents, but it's the way things are. So the entire cycle will take at least a day." Hah, weasel your way out of THAT! This network is MINE, and I intend to keep it that way. Button your shirt up, little girl, because this is the end of your game. Wow, this is tough, no fair sending me the cute one. But I will win!

That was what she expected but if the most he could get was a day he didn't know the Rebublic that well it had taken her a week just to request a replacement laptop and that was just getting the request processed nevermind the actual delivery "i totaly understand what with th roumers of spies and what have you. do you really think theres spies on board? if there is i hope we catch the basterds" it wasn't likely they wernt the only ones to come aboard at the last stop it woud be imposable to find them just from that but it would seriously narow the odds in the unions favor

Sam

the strangest thing happened today someone actualy sid i needed to put on some weight that i was to thin and needed to fleshout alittle more... can you beleive it some one likes the big girls thats for sure. he might have a point i guess there is more to them after all ha ha ha

Julie

((ooc: even paper trails aren't infalable))