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Terran Press Release

As of 4:26 this evening, the terrorists who call themselves the Twilight Phoenix have been ousted from their station in Suez. Today is another day in a line of victories for the Republic in taking back territory it has lost before. However the battle is not yet over. The Twilight Phoenix has been reported fleeing across the Suez Canal and into the deserts of the Middle East, their location is still unknown. Any information regarding the Twilight Phoenix would be greatly appreciated. If any citizen has an idea of where the Twilight Phoenix is and who is leading them, they shall be rewarded if results are gained. However, should anyone fail to cooperate with military officials in finding the terrorists, the punishments will be quite severe for witholding such information for the ones who strive fo Order and Unity for all, the noble Terran Republic.

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

((ooc: even paper trails aren't infalable))

(OOC: Oh no, by no means, it's just a matter of latching onto the right trail ^_^)

"You bet I do, and you'd be surprised how many strange fingerprints one can leave," said Tom. "Of course, it's impossible to determine things just from that, but rest assured, we'll have them figured out in a few hours. And then we can all get back to work winning this war. Until then, you'll be stuck with just a few additional account privileges, which I can set up later today." Very later today, like after I know if you're one of us...

Mayrin got off duty and met up with the rest of here squad in the hanger "hey guys!" she shouted "Hey Mayrin" Holland said waving to her. Then a man ran up to them "hey Luna, can I get a photo of you and your team?" he asked "yeah sure, guys this is Ray=Out's lead photographer" he told the others. They then possed and the man took the picture "nice shot" he said "thanks Stoner" she said as he walked off "way to mess up our hair Holland" Diane said to him "It was all in good fun, besides need to have something to smile and laugh about" he told her as he turned and looked at her "why my hair? why not Mayrins?" she asked "simple sis my arms can't reach that far" he said before laughing. They all got a good laugh out of it "come on guys, lets go get some food" Mayrin said as she began waling for the door.

(OOC: Oh no, by no means, it's just a matter of latching onto the right trail ^_^)

"You bet I do, and you'd be surprised how many strange fingerprints one can leave," said Tom. "Of course, it's impossible to determine things just from that, but rest assured, we'll have them figured out in a few hours. And then we can all get back to work winning this war. Until then, you'll be stuck with just a few additional account privileges, which I can set up later today." Very later today, like after I know if you're one of us...

((ooc: well good luck with that

you only leave fingerprints if your messy "no worries i hope i can help some how, i'd hate to sit around and do nothing" she finished packing her laptop and stould up "well if you need me i guess i'll be at my duty station" she turned and started for the door

Gregg had finished with the lights and radioed in to the maintanence supervisor "alright i got the confrencroom ac fixed aswell as those lights in the lower hall is there anything else on the list?"

Julie

Well you are a little scrawny you should deffinatly eat more hahaha mom says she'll see if she can send you a care package but with you being all over the place you might not get it because with the terrans haveing taken over the millitary comunications are somewhat limited but she'll try

Sam

((ooc: well good luck with that

you only leave fingerprints if your messy "no worries i hope i can help some how, i'd hate to sit around and do nothing" she finished packing her laptop and stould up "well if you need me i guess i'll be at my duty station" she turned and started for the door

Gregg had finished with the lights and radioed in to the maintanence supervisor "alright i got the confrencroom ac fixed aswell as those lights in the lower hall is there anything else on the list?"

Of course you would. But actually, we might be able to make use of you... "Actually," said Tom, "there's one particularly nasty set of data one of our guys is working with. Truth of the matter is, he doesn't really know what he's looking at... maybe you can figure something out. Yeah, so why don't you go see this guy, Mervin Harris..."

Once she was gone, Tom opened up a channel with Mervin. "Hey, I'm sending trouble your way, a Julie Pierce to do some data analysis."

"Isn't she the one that you're...?"

"Yeah, but let's look at it this way. You can put her someplace safe and keep her occupied," Tom began. "If you luck out, she might tell you something useful about the Terra without realizing it. Just come up with a good cover for your work, okay?"

Meanwhile, Gregg's request came in. "Grant, you're a pretty quick one, you've done more today than most of our guys see in three. So why don't you come back here and fill out your report, and then... uhhhhhh... how about this, see this guy, Mervin Harris, he might have something for you to sink your teeth into. Not exactly standard procedure for someone like you on general, but I'll make sure you have the right paperwork before you head up, so no worries."

(OOC: AND TEH PLOT THICKENSES.)

"there she is general, HQ just as we left her" the helm officer said to general waltfeld who was still on the bridge "good take us in, we have work to do plenty of work, well captain you have the bridge" the general said as he got up and left the bridge. Meanwhile HQ was looking at all angles of the situation "This is a disaster our plans are ruined" Ramius said to the others "Not true, we just need to change targets" Novak told her pointing to the map "now thats a plan Holland, but how do you intend to make it work?" Yuki asked him as she picked up a cup of tea "simple modifications of plans, in sted of choping off the head we will starve it" Novak told them as he looked over the map.

Of course you would. But actually, we might be able to make use of you... "Actually," said Tom, "there's one particularly nasty set of data one of our guys is working with. Truth of the matter is, he doesn't really know what he's looking at... maybe you can figure something out. Yeah, so why don't you go see this guy, Mervin Harris..."

Once she was gone, Tom opened up a channel with Mervin. "Hey, I'm sending trouble your way, a Julie Pierce to do some data analysis."

"Isn't she the one that you're...?"

"Yeah, but let's look at it this way. You can put her someplace safe and keep her occupied," Tom began. "If you luck out, she might tell you something useful about the Terra without realizing it. Just come up with a good cover for your work, okay?"

Meanwhile, Gregg's request came in. "Grant, you're a pretty quick one, you've done more today than most of our guys see in three. So why don't you come back here and fill out your report, and then... uhhhhhh... how about this, see this guy, Mervin Harris, he might have something for you to sink your teeth into. Not exactly standard procedure for someone like you on general, but I'll make sure you have the right paperwork before you head up, so no worries."

(OOC: AND TEH PLOT THICKENSES.)

((ooc: humm what are you up to...))

Gregg had gotten to the hanger first being closer after stoping at maintanence to get the apropriate paperwork "i'm here to see Mervin Harris" he showed the papers to the door guard and waited for admitance

Erin Paused when she say Gregg waiting outside the door this wasn't good she was suddebly on alert something was up. was it dumb luck or was it aranged she had since done up her uniform and walked towards the door alongside Gregg "Mervin Harris?" she inquired "i was Sent by Tom"

((ooc: humm what are you up to...))

Gregg had gotten to the hanger first being closer after stoping at maintanence to get the apropriate paperwork "i'm here to see Mervin Harris" he showed the papers to the door guard and waited for admitance

Erin Paused when she say Gregg waiting outside the door this wasn't good she was suddebly on alert something was up. was it dumb luck or was it aranged she had since done up her uniform and walked towards the door alongside Gregg "Mervin Harris?" she inquired "i was Sent by Tom"

"Someone's popular," the guard mumbled, checking everything over. "He isn't here right now, he's up in A level. I'll take you." The two followed him, glancing nervously at each other for just a moment.

They were eventually dropped off in a room where a few other computer folks were gathered. Mervin walked over to them. "Okay, you must be Pierce, I was told you were coming... you are?" Gregg showed him the papers. "Engineering, huh? Actually, give me a second to get her situated." There were a handful of consoles in the room, and each was occupied. There was a small lounge in the corner of the room where he had her sit.

"Okay, so we've been developing a new powerplant for our Gundam, and we've got a working model on board... and it's doing weird stuff. We're not sure where our design went wrong, and we think the data we took from some performance tests might indicate where to look." He showed her a few printouts. "We're looking for any trends in the data that might give us a clue." I wonder how much of that she buys, if she's really what Tom thinks she is...

Julie mumbled something about not having her laptop yet. "Really? Damn it, they're usually slow, but it's been worse since the spy threat... how about this?" He sat down across from her and whipped out his own laptop, hurriedly keying things in. "I'll set you up a temp account on mine... don't let Tom know, he'll kill me." So this way, anything she does leaves fingerprints that are either hers or mine, and that'll be the giveaway. "There you go, just make your password the first time you log in and you'll be good to go. You'll have your own local copy of the data to play with, too."

He turned to Gregg. "Okay, then... Grant. You must be a new transfer, because I haven't seen you around. We'll have to chat a little more later; I like to know my guys." He led him down the hall into another room. Another mechanic was already there. "Jim, this guy's gonna give you a hand with this air unit."

"Whew, sounds good." The other mechanic stood up. "This thing's keeping the server rooms cool, but it's been flipping itself on and off for the past few hours. This system's pretty weird so some help would be great."

Mervin headed back to the the computer room. If Tom's right, then we've got tabs on those two... if they try to break something, it'll be obvious who and where. If anything, they'll be of help. Ninety minutes, then that roster will be done... I wonder who all will show up missing?

"Someone's popular," the guard mumbled, checking everything over. "He isn't here right now, he's up in A level. I'll take you." The two followed him, glancing nervously at each other for just a moment.

They were eventually dropped off in a room where a few other computer folks were gathered. Mervin walked over to them. "Okay, you must be Pierce, I was told you were coming... you are?" Gregg showed him the papers. "Engineering, huh? Actually, give me a second to get her situated." There were a handful of consoles in the room, and each was occupied. There was a small lounge in the corner of the room where he had her sit.

"Okay, so we've been developing a new powerplant for our Gundam, and we've got a working model on board... and it's doing weird stuff. We're not sure where our design went wrong, and we think the data we took from some performance tests might indicate where to look." He showed her a few printouts. "We're looking for any trends in the data that might give us a clue." I wonder how much of that she buys, if she's really what Tom thinks she is...

Julie mumbled something about not having her laptop yet. "Really? Damn it, they're usually slow, but it's been worse since the spy threat... how about this?" He sat down across from her and whipped out his own laptop, hurriedly keying things in. "I'll set you up a temp account on mine... don't let Tom know, he'll kill me." So this way, anything she does leaves fingerprints that are either hers or mine, and that'll be the giveaway. "There you go, just make your password the first time you log in and you'll be good to go. You'll have your own local copy of the data to play with, too."

Erin sat at the desk and keyed in her password bringing up the data set and began looking it over... New powerplant my ass she dove deeper into the data some things coming up as distinctly Terran there was no way this was a Union design what ever it was the output was incredable.

Whatever the union had gotten its hands on was definatly out of the league, she began running afew algorithems on the datta seeing if she could come up with anything that would give her some more information to work with because something wasnt right

He turned to Gregg. "Okay, then... Grant. You must be a new transfer, because I haven't seen you around. We'll have to chat a little more later; I like to know my guys." He led him down the hall into another room. Another mechanic was already there. "Jim, this guy's gonna give you a hand with this air unit."

"Whew, sounds good." The other mechanic stood up. "This thing's keeping the server rooms cool, but it's been flipping itself on and off for the past few hours. This system's pretty weird so some help would be great."

Mervin headed back to the the computer room. If Tom's right, then we've got tabs on those two... if they try to break something, it'll be obvious who and where. If anything, they'll be of help. Ninety minutes, then that roster will be done... I wonder who all will show up missing?

A/C again... no wounder we crushed them they can't build anything right he set down his tool kit and began undoing the cover again and set it aside poking his head into the opening a small flashlight in his hand as he began examening circit boards

Jacob was still in his room hoping to see some positive news of any uprisings. What he found instead though, was the recent article about the recent defeat of the Twilight Phoenix. "The Twilight Phoenix has been driven out?" He was concerned about the deaths of the leaders, but was relieved to find that the Petrie cruiser had escaped from the battle. He simply hoped, "I hope they find sanctuary somewhere else..."

As Jacob searched further into the article, he found a clip note along side the page. It read, "President Sage soon to speak of Formation of 'New Terra' within the week". Jacob clicked the link and searched the article. All that was revealed however, was simply that the President was preparing to make a speech about a new home beginning from space. The article simply said there were no details about this 'new home' and that the President would explain the formation of 'New Terra' within the week.

The word Terra was not anything new to Jacob. His Gundam was apparently called 'Terra' as Hades had said but could not understand why he would name it that. With the word becoming so common to Jacob, he wondered to himself, "Terran Republic... Terra... New Terra... Why is Sage using the word 'Terra' so highly?"

The first priority of HQ was to reassure allies they were alive and kicking so a message was sent out to all phoenix allies.


Attention all allied forces

Yes we lost Suez, yes we lost a foot hold,
and yes they have supplies moving back into africa.
However we suffered minimal only moderate losses
compared to the heavy tarren loses of 431 MS.
We ask you to keep a eye on news stands
as tomorrow morning our new magazine
Ray=Out will be on stands delivering the truth to the people.
To say the least Suez base is now Lake Suez after
we used a Cyclops sytem to self destruct the base.


Already they had new plans, and already they were regrouping for there next strike. The few days they had Suez allowed them to recruit hundreds of new members from the near by towns, while they were still going through training, once they get out the TP would have a combat ready assault force. However the SOF 1st squadron was given the orders to move south in the morning, they would begin phase one of there plans.

((ooc: since when is 431 MS heavy losses LOL just think of the numbers lost in Australia and that didn't even phase them LOL 431... that will bereplace tomorrow pluss some... go chineese production :D.... speaking of australia))

General Roy sat in his Port Hedland Headquarters he was reviewing recent reports... it seems the Old union had had the fight beat out of them the occupation was compleat and resistance was minimal unlike the reports coming fron the Origional inhabitents of the New Terra colony

but that wasn't his concern with Captian Xiang stationed on board the Onipotence any resistance was quickly supressed he turned his eyes back to the reports the processing of prisioners was going smoothly along with the "interrogations" and sent to there camps with the select ones going too the Omega High Security facility in florida usualy on spurious charges but the republic didn't need proof or reasons for the things it did.

the light on his secure phone started to blink matching the custom ringing he picked up the receaver "yes?... i see... of course sir... understould.... we will begin at once" he set the receaver back in its cradle and opened the line to his aid "Kyle get me Cnl. Gibbs"

"right away sir" general roy sar back in his chair and turned to face the window overlooking the harbour and the ocean and ponderd the implications of his phone call while he waited for Cnl. Gibbs to arive.

((ooc: doo-bee-doo-bee-doo whats the republic up to))

OOC: I compare losses to how much went in, I lost about 50-60% moderate, however republic lost about 70%, thats heavy in my book

"Moving out in the morning, damn oh well no rest for us i guess" Holland said out loud from inside the shower "well what do you expect this is war" Luna yelled back to him. Every one was tired and were going to sleep a little early for some needed sleep, well needed. Suez may have been lost today but the impact of those few days of freedom will echo for a long time among the locals/


OOC: *sniff* *sniff* I smell rebellion, mixed with don'ar kababs

General Roy sat in his Port Hedland Headquarters he was reviewing recent reports... it seems the Old union had had the fight beat out of them the occupation was compleat and resistance was minimal unlike the reports coming fron the Origional inhabitents of the New Terra colony

but that wasn't his concern with Captian Xiang stationed on board the Onipotence any resistance was quickly supressed he turned his eyes back to the reports the processing of prisioners was going smoothly along with the "interrogations" and sent to there camps with the select ones going too the Omega High Security facility in florida usualy on spurious charges but the republic didn't need proof or reasons for the things it did.

The conditions in the refugee camps were somewhat dismal... the Terrans provided just enough water and food to keep the people alive. Unheard of suffering for what was considered a "western" country, but then again, the Terrans didn't treat anyone special. If they needed to break down the will of a people, they did it, no questions asked.

The initial euphoria of the resistance had been eliminated completely. The nuclear strikes and the seizure of the entire Union government had shaken the populace. The most vocal among them were now telling them to work even harder to get back into the Republic's good graces. Maybe then they could rebuild and become a jewel in the Terran crown and enjoy the same kind of partnership as the Chinese, willing abiders of Terran order. "We could have had that before this insane rebellion," they said, "and yet we complained and gave it up for this!" Whether they really believed what they were saying or were just trying to save their skins remained to be seen, but as long as they weren't making trouble for the Terran guard, they could be left alone.

The remnants of the Union military still existed in pockets but were easily mopped up. Most units were just surrendered and faced the same fate as the Russian Tartars. The pilots that the Terran military decided to keep would go through a rigorous reconditioning program to convert them into loyal soldiers. The rest would be dealt with out of the public eye.

There was the occasional raid and roadside bomb, but there was no organized resistance. Some was carried out by ex-military, some by civilians. The most powerful raiders of the lot, that damned chemical Gundam and his cronies, had apparently disappeared from the region.

For now, how the people and resources of the old Union would be utilized for the Terrans' global plot remained to be seen...

New Terra Site

The construction of New Terra was going well for the Terrans. Soon, all of the colonies would be joined into a single structure. Admiral Tyriq Algernon looked out the window to check the progress and saw that most of the colonies were brought into the structure's position. He made a contact with the Omnipotence, who was patrolling the Earth and helping with the construction. He saw Commander Gothart salute and say, "Admiral, we are moving the colonies into the formation the President has given us."
"Very good Commander..." Despite the glorious goal his President was trying to accomplish, Admiral Algernon wondered how Sage was able to concieve such a project in such a short time. Brendon Sage was in power for the past thirty years, but he had very little time to be active in any other projects outside of the Terran Conquest War. "Was he planning this before the Presidency?" He wondered to himself. He shrugged the thought and gave an order to Commander Gothart, "I want the construction of the New Terra Core to begin. Remove the cores from the colonies that have been joined and begin begin the construction."
Commander Gothart confirmed, "Understood Admiral. The New Terra Core will be completed as soon as possible."
Admiral Algernon told her, "I must be completed as soon as New Terra is. Hopefully the Earth will be through with war once New Terra is complete."
Commander Gothart saluted again saying, "I hope for as much Admiral. Order and Unity."
Admiral Algernon closed saying, "With our Strength and Leadership."

As the base was going to sleep Waltfeld and Triner got one thing clear, the plan "ok so let me get this straight, we are going to swing over to Cairo, wipe out Republic forces, take there supplies and then head south" Waltfeld said to him "yes that is phase one, what’s you move south phase two will be sent to you" Triner told him "very well then sir, good night" waltfeld then said as he entered his room to get some sleep.

Terran High Command Meeting Room
New York

The Generals of Terran High Command were once again meeting to discuss matters. They were first discussing what to do with the representatives in the Oceanic Union, and the discussion was adjourned when the hologram of General Roy Hamilton said, "The trial of the Union's Leader, Ronald Hawthorne, will begin by the end of the week and we can assure that it will be fairly swift."
"Excellent. Now to the matters of Egypt..."
"Yes, Twilight Phoenix has been driven out. But what are the chances it will return to take back territory?"
"We have little to fear gentlemen. We are sending in reinforcements to take out any terrorist activities and will be certain to destroy them once and for all should they appear again."
"It will be necessary we do so. Their influence has likely grown in the region, and we will need to move quickly before they have a chance to exploit the opportunity."
"And if they take another base, we shall know for certain that we must destroy it. Important or not, it will already have been too late. We know that from what they have shown us today."
"They will have far more to deal with next time, that much is assured. And what are the current standings on the promotion of Captain Victor Crofton?"
"When the Captain has proven himself capable in another mission, we shall consider his promotion to Major."
"Very well then. Now... Onto the matter of the rising problems in Europe..."

OOC: Will be edited later.

Night watch

"Just what the hell are they doing in the restricted zone I wonder" a woman on the night watch asked "I don't know and I don't want to know, its better that way" the man with her said. She kept looking at the dark desert sky "yeah, guess your right, we are weeks away from a major operation any way" she said taking a sip of coffee "considering every thing I have heard whats coming next will be big, bigger then Suez even bigger then some of the republics operations" the man said as he took a puff of his cigerete.

Aegean

More intel was filtering into the area in the aftermath of the battle for the Suez base. There were rumors of a massive underground explosive of some kind, but how it got there in the first place was a mystery. No way the Phoenix could have installed it in such a short time, but then again, why would the Terrans have put it there in the first place? Still too many questions and not nearly enough answers.

Hall was worried. "Now that the Twilight Phoenix has been neutralized for the immediate future, the Terrans will be able to turn their full attention to us. We will likely need to launch operations within the next 36 hours, whether we're ready or not." The Mediterranean would probably become a battleground soon, and then had so many land routes to consider... how the hell were they going to do this?! If only they had Great White and its Gundams...

"We could attempt to sneak aquatic mobile suits into the Black Sea," said Hall. "Although the waters here are not very deep, the Deep Leatherback mobile suits are still perfect for this, as they're designed for endurance missions. But it carries a big risk. If they get through safely, we'll have an easier time in our initial approach - they can attack anything approaching Istanbul before it becomes a threat. But if they're intercepted, the entire attack is compromised, since I doubt we can succeed only over land." He waited to see if his European counterparts had anything to add.

Great White

Captain Simms entered the room where his aides and a few others were sorting through the dossiers. They were about finished. He had been assured an hour ago that there were more names left than there were papers. There was a chance that some innocent people could get caught up in the witch hunt, but if they were going to put the spy question to rest once and for all, it was unavoidable. Oh, and he had to remember, one of them had a gun.

"Okay, so who do we have?" he asked.

Canaan handed him a list. "Sir, these are the missing names. None of their records were in the initial printing."

"Kincaid's on here, good," the captain said. Nine in all, which was alarming. "Let's see, who else do we have on here... Church, Gaines, Grant, Olson, Bradley, Richards, Pierce, Davis. Bradley and Davis, I know those two were security detail from one of Hall's frigates who came over after Diego, so I can vouch for them."

"Yes, but they actually volunteered to go on the list and keep an eye on everyone in the brig," Canaan replied. "We believe the actual number of spies is probably closer to four or five, but there's no way we can whittle the number down without admitting personal statements like yours as evidence."

"They'll probably be as vocal as Kincaid, too," said Simms, "and that'll be annoying. Given the nature of the information we have to work with, we can only assume guilty until proven innocent, which no one is going to accept."

"We've also done some cross-checking on each person and the work they've done," said Wallis. "Only four could seriously affect the ship in the short term. Church and Grant are engineers; their calls have been detailed here. Richards is in communications, and Pierce just started in data analysis, so they've had more access to the computer systems."

"I trust Daly's got a pretty tight lock on those anyway," Simms replied, looking over the list. "And if they can slip something by him, he catches it fairly quickly. Unfortunately, we don't know the extent to which they've been acting until now..." He made a move to exit the room. "Well, let's finish this, then. General alert, have sweepers assemble at the armory for sidearm distribution. We're bringing these guys in!"

Alarms began to sound, and the message to report to designated gathering spots echoed throughout the ship. Some were told to stay put, since leaving their work was probably a bad idea. For instance, a handful of engineers fixing server ACs were joined by a guard who said it was okay to keep going. A room of analysts going over data gathered from a series of odd powerplant experiments were likewise told to work under guard for the moment.

Nelson and Adam left the hanger and headed for the armory.

Alarms began to sound, and the message to report to designated gathering spots echoed throughout the ship. Some were told to stay put, since leaving their work was probably a bad idea. For instance, a handful of engineers fixing server ACs were joined by a guard who said it was okay to keep going. A room of analysts going over data gathered from a series of odd powerplant experiments were likewise told to work under guard for the moment.

That wasn't good Erin thought to herself as the alarms sounded she looked up from the screans as a pair of guards entered "excuse me" she called out to them "whats going on?"

Gregg hit his head on the inside on the unit he was working on as the sudden alarm startled hm "god damn it now what!? i hope its not the alarm shorting out." although it wouldn't suprise him in the slightest he tossed a screwdriver at the guard... "if your just going to stand there you might as well help. you can start by taking the cover off that unit there." he didn't wait for a responce insted stuck his hed back in making the final ajustmens to the one he was working on befor steping back and turned it on giving a satisfied grunt as it hummed into life.

"bloody cold desert" the man said "yeah its a cold one, oh well think of it this way its closer to sun rise then sun set" the woman told him as she sat against the hanger wall. It was a usual rutine, the thing about a secret base was just that it was a secret. No one could find them, which made there job a whole lot easier.

That wasn't good Erin thought to herself as the alarms sounded she looked up from the screans as a pair of guards entered "excuse me" she called out to them "whats going on?"

"Seems like it has something to do with the spy scare," the guard answered. "Apparently they made this the gathering spot for you guys..."

"Right, have us work through an emergency. We never get a break, do we?" muttered one of the techs.

"Sure, and let's just leave all our data just sitting here for anyone," replied an other.

One of the sweeper teams came to the door, and Simms was at the head. Erin kept her cool and just typed as the others did, doing nothing to draw attention to her. "Okay, I'm just going to read off the roll," he announced. One by one the names were called out. "No one missing... no one extra... good. This area's clear, then." He turned to leave, but then stopped. "Oh, I almost forgot, Miz Pierce, can we see you in the hallway for a moment?"

Gregg hit his head on the inside on the unit he was working on as the sudden alarm startled hm "god damn it now what!? i hope its not the alarm shorting out." although it wouldn't suprise him in the slightest he tossed a screwdriver at the guard... "if your just going to stand there you might as well help. you can start by taking the cover off that unit there." he didn't wait for a responce insted stuck his hed back in making the final ajustmens to the one he was working on befor steping back and turned it on giving a satisfied grunt as it hummed into life.

"God, it better not be," Jim replied. "I swear, we've been fixing the stupidest little things since we left..."

The guard let the screwdriver bounce off his chest and onto the floor. "What the hell, that's not my problem," he snorted. "And that's the general alert again, if you weren't aware."

"Again? We had one of those, what, two days ago?" Jim asked, standing up. "We oughta get to our gathering area, then."

"You two are fine here; they sent me over to make sure you were all right," the guard answered. "It wouldn't be good if you two were out wandering around."

"Guess not," muttered Jim, undoing the panel. "Hey, Grant, you were right, there's a short up here. This'll just take a minute to..."

He was interrupted by Nelson's team appearing at the doorway. The guard stepped aside. "All righty then, Jim Cornelia and Matthew Grant. I'll just check you guys off and you're good to go." One of the other men in his team shoved a clipboard in Nelson's face, pointing to something. "Ah, Grant, you think you can pry yourself out of there for a second? The guys and I have some additional items to go over with you..."

As Jacob heard the alarm go off, he knew that there had to be another scare from the possibility of spies on board. He was going to play it safe this time though, just like Captain Simms told him to. Jacob did not appreciate the idea too much, but knew he had to take up the hijab again and disguise himself. If he was required to come out of his room at any point, he would be prepared...

Jaron heard the alarms sound in the hallway and saw Nelson and Adam head for the armory. He thought to himself, "If the spies are really around here, then they'll probably be armed. I better make sure Jacob is alright..." He then began to make a run for Jacob's room, hopefully he wasn't mistaken by the idea that he was their target...

"Seems like it has something to do with the spy scare," the guard answered. "Apparently they made this the gathering spot for you guys..."

"Right, have us work through an emergency. We never get a break, do we?" muttered one of the techs.

"Sure, and let's just leave all our data just sitting here for anyone," replied an other.

One of the sweeper teams came to the door, and Simms was at the head. Erin kept her cool and just typed as the others did, doing nothing to draw attention to her. "Okay, I'm just going to read off the roll," he announced. One by one the names were called out. "No one missing... no one extra... good. This area's clear, then." He turned to leave, but then stopped. "Oh, I almost forgot, Miz Pierce, can we see you in the hallway for a moment?"

Keep calm its probably nothing"sure just let me log off" Erin did more than just log off she also entered the final command that would lock the data from being opened again the others still working on it wouldn't notace anything but anyone new would get a restricted information message.

she had writen the code while working on the other data in bits and peices she knew there was no way to compleatly conceal what she did but make it harder to figure out what she had done. if they let her go she would unlock the data with no one being the wiser. if they didn't... well they would have to reaquire the data however it was they had gotten it.

she stould after only presing 6 keys and walked over to Simms and followed him out into the hall "what did you want to see me about?" she asked she had already formulated a half dosen answers to whatever he asked next

"God, it better not be," Jim replied. "I swear, we've been fixing the stupidest little things since we left..."

The guard let the screwdriver bounce off his chest and onto the floor. "What the hell, that's not my problem," he snorted. "And that's the general alert again, if you weren't aware."

"Again? We had one of those, what, two days ago?" Jim asked, standing up. "We oughta get to our gathering area, then."

"You two are fine here; they sent me over to make sure you were all right," the guard answered. "It wouldn't be good if you two were out wandering around."

"Guess not," muttered Jim, undoing the panel. "Hey, Grant, you were right, there's a short up here. This'll just take a minute to..."

He was interrupted by Nelson's team appearing at the doorway. The guard stepped aside. "All righty then, Jim Cornelia and Matthew Grant. I'll just check you guys off and you're good to go." One of the other men in his team shoved a clipboard in Nelson's face, pointing to something. "Ah, Grant, you think you can pry yourself out of there for a second? The guys and I have some additional items to go over with you..."

"jim see what you can do about those other AC units while i'm gone" he locked his toolkit where the gun was hidden in the botem drawer spinning the combination lock locking it tight for any acess but his "i'll be back in afew" he followed nelson out and waited for him to say what he wanted

Port Hedland command base

Colonel Gibbs enterd General Roy's office and saluted "you wanted to see me sir"

the general returned the salute "yes Colonel i was woundering what the status of your division was?"

"the last of the platoons have reported in and are curently undergoing there standared maintanence and resuply checks. after that well will be ready for our next assignment"

"good no doubt you've heard about the nusance that is the twilight phoenix and there recent aquisition and subsiquest distruction of the suez suply base" he pulled up a map of the local area super imposing a recent satalite image over the relevent area "as you can imagen this has put serious strain over our operation in africa. weve been funneling supplies in from other sections buts its been slow with haveing to ship things around india or across the atlantic rather than strait through the suez base"
"your mission will be to hunt the phoenix down and eliminate them. just between you and me General crofton puts to much faith in his own son just look at what happened with his youngest Jaron. i respect the man as an officer but the military if his family not just his son's."
"forgive my little rant, but i feel its time to take more serious messures than sending in small strike teams its time we dedicated a whole division to this problem. you well be leaving as soon as your maintanence cycle is compleat the 11th carrier group has been assigned to transport you and provide naval support should you require it"
"understould sir i'll whipe these scumm from the face of glorious Terra" he then saluted crisply "strangth and leadership"
"strength and leadership" the general returned the salute and watch the colonel exit to make his preperations.

Zagros mountains

"... and that wire connects there... tighten that conection andd... there!! got it" it looked like crap but it worked wires cris-crossing between Laku's becon and her transmiter now if they could just get it in position before the battry died

"well lets go" star carefully cramed the unit into a make shift pack and headed out of the cave

Space

Tong floated silently through the vastness of space some distance from the omnipotence and the massive construction effort the silence suited him it was calming but he'd had to much silnce recently he needed some combad he needed to test his skills against a worthy opponent nelson was deffinatly a worthy opponent.
Tong used the silence to relive there battles to watch them on his screens to study him to analize him the strange thing was he seemed to get better after every fight deffinatly a worthy oponent "don't get your self killed" tong spoke into the silence "i have yet to finish with you Nelson"

Reclamation facility

Pyter watched as the first trucks rolled in. the rest of the republic aparently beleived his ruse that they needed the additional equipment for the incresed maintanence requirements that the stepped up production was going to demand. it had almost been to eazy the first units would begin being reconditioned later that day.

the only problem would be pilots. he had doubted they'd get this far that he hadn't even thought about who would pilot them perhaps he could track down some of the older pilots... then it hit him again it would be so eazy and wouldn't raise any suspitions.

later this month the last oF the Old taRtar units are to be decoMisiOned and scraped To furtHer aid thE ends of ouR nobel Republic. if yoU wanting Say a final fairwell is welcome to do So.
Order and unIty through strength and leAdership

((ooc: i think thats everyone.. can anyone see the code in Pyters message?))

she stould after only presing 6 keys and walked over to Simms and followed him out into the hall "what did you want to see me about?" she asked she had already formulated a half dosen answers to whatever he asked next

"jim see what you can do about those other AC units while i'm gone" he locked his toolkit where the gun was hidden in the botem drawer spinning the combination lock locking it tight for any acess but his "i'll be back in afew" he followed nelson out and waited for him to say what he wanted

Erin felt a little constricted by the four men with Simms, each of them armed and alert. She didn't want to look nervous, but it would be strange for her to be completely unphased by this odd situation. "Miz Pierce, as you're probably aware, the ship was infiltrated by spies sometime after our visit to Dawwah, and our electronic rosters were corrupted. We pieced together the original roster using the paper records of each individual crewman, and your file was not found among those originals. As a precautionary measure, we're going to confine you to the brig until we can investigate this matter more thoroughly."

Elsewhere, Gregg was getting the same spiel from Nelson, who was likewise flanked by security. "It's not like we're accusing you of anything," he said, "and I'm sure there's a good explanation for it. I hope you understand; that data's all we can really trust at this point."

Elsewhere on the ship, the same conversation was occurring between other groups of security and bewildered crew members. They didn't expect everyone to cooperate readily, especially with no solid proof of guilt...

Zagros mountains

"... and that wire connects there... tighten that conection andd... there!! got it" it looked like crap but it worked wires cris-crossing between Laku's becon and her transmiter now if they could just get it in position before the battry died

"well lets go" star carefully cramed the unit into a make shift pack and headed out of the cave

"It looks like the quickest way up is on the right side!" called Laku. With Star around, she was straining her senses to try and keep up. She couldn't see all the gritty details, but the sun was in a good position and wasn't playing any of its tricks. "I see some pretty decent holds over there."

((ooc: i think thats everyone.. can anyone see the code in Pyters message?))

(OOC: AAAAAAAAH MOTHERLAND!)

As Jacob heard the alarm go off, he knew that there had to be another scare from the possibility of spies on board. He was going to play it safe this time though, just like Captain Simms told him to. Jacob did not appreciate the idea too much, but knew he had to take up the hijab again and disguise himself. If he was required to come out of his room at any point, he would be prepared...

Jaron heard the alarms sound in the hallway and saw Nelson and Adam head for the armory. He thought to himself, "If the spies are really around here, then they'll probably be armed. I better make sure Jacob is alright..." He then began to make a run for Jacob's room, hopefully he wasn't mistaken by the idea that he was their target...

Jaron had just disappeared into Jacob's room when Adam came barreling around the corner with two guards. He hadn't seen clearly who it was. "Not good!" yelled Adam, rushing for the entrance. "You two, wait for my signal..." He keyed an override command to open the door, and prepared his gun. The door slid open and... "All right, scum, put your... Jaron?! Damn, don't DO that!"

"Is everything okay?" one of the guards outside asked.

Adam sighed and lowered his gun. "Just stay here until the alarm's clear. If anyone you don't recognize tries to come in, don't hesitate. If everyone cooperates we'll be fine, but if they feel threatened and try to fight..."

Early in the morning trucks left Hq, they were delivering issues of Ray=Out to news stands in the area. Already the magazine was ready to sell on stnads across the globe it was only a matter of time before it went on sale. The trucks would return later in the morning, by that time the flame of truth would be in the hands of the people, mixed in with pop culture of course.

Jacob and Jaron nodded as they heard Adam's order and Jacob assured him, "We will keep our eyes open for the spies if they come here."
Jaron added, "And we'll be certain to defend ourselves if anyone attempts anything of wrongdoing." Hopefully these two would be safe from harm, as long as the alarm informed the Great White that there were still stowaways to be found onboard...

"Here you go, Issue one of Ray=Out enough copies to last awhile" a man said to the owner of the small store "Thank you, say thats one hot babe on the cover" the store owner said to him "Don't we all know it, rumor has it she has her eye on a guy already" the man said as they chatted "oh yeah? lucky bastard haha well you better get back to your run" the store owner then said. The delivery guy nodded and left the store and continued to deliver issues of the magazine to news stands and stores.

Erin felt a little constricted by the four men with Simms, each of them armed and alert. She didn't want to look nervous, but it would be strange for her to be completely unphased by this odd situation. "Miz Pierce, as you're probably aware, the ship was infiltrated by spies sometime after our visit to Dawwah, and our electronic rosters were corrupted. We pieced together the original roster using the paper records of each individual crewman, and your file was not found among those originals. As a precautionary measure, we're going to confine you to the brig until we can investigate this matter more thoroughly."

"At Dawwah?... i got on at dawwah!... what do you meen there wasn't any papers he said he'd make sure my papers got transferd why wernt they transferd!... oh god you don't think i'm one of them... i'm not one of them!!... the brig why the brig i didn't do anything i don't want to go to the brig!!! ... i'm not a spy! i'm not a spy" the more she spoke the more hystarical she sounded and the more rapid her breathing untill she was almost hyperventalating and if she kept it up she would passout... it was of course an act and a well practiced one at that haveing mastering it in middle school it was a good way to get out of doing things

Elsewhere, Gregg was getting the same spiel from Nelson, who was likewise flanked by security. "It's not like we're accusing you of anything," he said, "and I'm sure there's a good explanation for it. I hope you understand; that data's all we can really trust at this point."

Elsewhere on the ship, the same conversation was occurring between other groups of security and bewildered crew members. They didn't expect everyone to cooperate readily, especially with no solid proof of guilt...

"fine fine lets get this over with" Gregg almost seemd to be more anoyed by the interuption then to genuinly care, but if you compaired it to Erins over reaction he almost seemed calm "i got things to do. the ships not going to fix its self"

"It looks like the quickest way up is on the right side!" called Laku. With Star around, she was straining her senses to try and keep up. She couldn't see all the gritty details, but the sun was in a good position and wasn't playing any of its tricks. "I see some pretty decent holds over there.

star started up the face more or less followeing the path she had taken before making slightly slower progress than she had earlyer do the the weight of the pack

she compleatly ignored the hades this time either it thought they wouldn't suceed or it didn't care eitherway she was done playing its games it might be insainly powerfull but everything had a weekness and if servived its encounter with the Terra she would finish it off later. she was getting quite the list... Victor... Hades... who would be next...

"Here you go, Issue one of Ray=Out, should last you a couple weeks" the delivery man told a news stand owner "Thanks, and here todays paper on me" the owner said handing the paper to him "thank you, well I got more deliveries to do, later" the delivery man said taking the paper and moving on.

"At Dawwah?... i got on at dawwah!... what do you meen there wasn't any papers he said he'd make sure my papers got transferd why wernt they transferd!... oh god you don't think i'm one of them... i'm not one of them!!... the brig why the brig i didn't do anything i don't want to go to the brig!!! ... i'm not a spy! i'm not a spy" the more she spoke the more hystarical she sounded and the more rapid her breathing untill she was almost hyperventalating and if she kept it up she would passout... it was of course an act and a well practiced one at that haveing mastering it in middle school it was a good way to get out of doing things

Two of the guards rolled their eyes at each other. "Miz, I understand how you feel, but it's our only option right now," Simms said, unwavering. "We are investigating each person as thoroughly as possible, and I'm sure it won't take more than two or three days to sort this out." She admits to boarding at Dawwah, but... I don't recall authorizing any new crew members... did personnel do something on their own? "I would like you to cooperate with us on this."

"fine fine lets get this over with" Gregg almost seemd to be more anoyed by the interuption then to genuinly care, but if you compaired it to Erins over reaction he almost seemed calm "i got things to do. the ships not going to fix its self"

"Hey, this guy's a big help, don't hold him too long," said Jim. "It's gotta be lying around somewhere, right?"

"Thanks for understanding," said Nelson as they walked down the hall. "Makes everyone's life a lot easier. You'll be comfier than an actual crook, I can tell you that much, and once this all blows over, captain'll probably find some way to make it up to you."

While Jaron and Jacob stayed safe in Jacob's room, Jaron asked him, "Do you think they'll have the spies this time?"
Jacob answered, "It is possible. If there are Terran stowaways, we will hopefully learn what their purpose was for coming on board."

OOC: Will be addding more later. I've got to go to bed soon.

Julie

well mom sent the care package i hope you get it alright would hate for you to miss some of moms best batch of cookies yet

Sam

Two of the guards rolled their eyes at each other. "Miz, I understand how you feel, but it's our only option right now," Simms said, unwavering. "We are investigating each person as thoroughly as possible, and I'm sure it won't take more than two or three days to sort this out." She admits to boarding at Dawwah, but... I don't recall authorizing any new crew members... did personnel do something on their own? "I would like you to cooperate with us on this."

((ooc: yeessss... blame personel it really was there fault... i hope they get court martialed. if you can find a union court LOL))

"you meen.... i'm not... the only... one..." Erin managed to say between breaths she would maintain this state a while longer.... if anything it would keep them slightly off ballence for a bit longer... that and while there where trained to present plausable deniability but this when beyond that to innocent over-reaction

"Hey, this guy's a big help, don't hold him too long," said Jim. "It's gotta be lying around somewhere, right?"

"Thanks for understanding," said Nelson as they walked down the hall. "Makes everyone's life a lot easier. You'll be comfier than an actual crook, I can tell you that much, and once this all blows over, captain'll probably find some way to make it up to you."


"he better cause this is going to take a large bite of my maintanence cycle" Gregg followed Nelson and the guards to one of the holding rooms and took a seat and waited he hoped it wouldn't take to long... that and they had nothnig on him he hoped Erins message for more detailed profiles got processed intime to cover the missing gaps in there basic ID.

((ooc: while no fake ID is compleatly fool proff the updated alias's should servive all but the deepest probing wich ofcourse the deeper you go the more acess you need and autherization and requisitions... that and the fact that for julie anyway here home is now a radio active waistland any records not readly available on a network are gone... such un... i thing i'll make Mathew from perth... more infor there... gives you half a chance anyway to nail him if you can get autherization to dig that deep))

((ooc: while no fake ID is compleatly fool proff the updated alias's should servive all but the deepest probing wich ofcourse the deeper you go the more acess you need and autherization and requisitions... that and the fact that for julie anyway here home is now a radio active waistland any records not readly available on a network are gone... such un... i thing i'll make Mathew from perth... more infor there... gives you half a chance anyway to nail him if you can get autherization to dig that deep))

(OOC: I'm quite aware that finding conclusive evidence that anyone is a spy is next to impossible. But an irrational situation isn't necessarily going to produce a rational response, regardless of how the officers make it look... for all Simms knows, there's as many spies on his ship as there are WMD in Iraq :-D)

(OOC: I'm quite aware that finding conclusive evidence that anyone is a spy is next to impossible. But an irrational situation isn't necessarily going to produce a rational response, regardless of how the officers make it look... for all Simms knows, there's as many spies on his ship as there are WMD in Iraq :-D)

((ooc: that many :O lol ))

((ooc: that many :O lol ))

OOC: how can you have -1 spies? lol

(OOC: I'm quite aware that finding conclusive evidence that anyone is a spy is next to impossible. But an irrational situation isn't necessarily going to produce a rational response, regardless of how the officers make it look... for all Simms knows, there's as many spies on his ship as there are WMD in Iraq :-D)

OOC: Oh don't worry, knowing the Republic's policies, there are gauranteed to be an endless number of spies on board. :D

"you meen.... i'm not... the only... one..." Erin managed to say between breaths she would maintain this state a while longer.... if anything it would keep them slightly off ballence for a bit longer... that and while there where trained to present plausable deniability but this when beyond that to innocent over-reaction

"No," replied Simms, "there are several. And we'll give each case as much attention as possible, so there's really nothing to worry about." Right, and how am I going to hold onto these people for more than a few days without evidence?! he thought. Eventually they'll all be yelling at me like that Kincaid character. But... we just can't have unverified crew running around as they please, and that's the end of it...

One of the guards impatiently nudged her with his elbow. "Look, we can stand here all day and listen to you sob, but you're either going to walk down there with us or we're going to drag you."

"he better cause this is going to take a large bite of my maintanence cycle" Gregg followed Nelson and the guards to one of the holding rooms and took a seat and waited he hoped it wouldn't take to long... that and they had nothnig on him he hoped Erins message for more detailed profiles got processed intime to cover the missing gaps in there basic ID.

One by one, others were being brought in. They were continuously being assured that it was a temporary measure, but not everyone was convinced. "Get comfy, boys and girls, we're going to be here for awhile... it seems like we're guilty until proven innocent over here."

"I had a legit transfer from the Auckland, why on Earth would I be a risk? They had the document with them!"

"Look, they can't help it, it's the only way to be sure we don't have unknowns walking all over the place..."

Elsewhere on board...

"So they're rounding people up?" asked Mervin.

"Yeah, they've gotten everything worked out," replied Tom. "Of course, we still need to worry about a few things... while we can trust that anyone who came on at Dawwah and started moving can be caught like this, we're still stuck if the Terrans were paying some of our people from the beginning to work for them."

"But if they were doing that, how would be have been able to move this freely?" said Mervin. "If they have someone who's been here from the beginning and all of their documents are in order, then they would've been able to leak our ciphers and figure out everything that we're doing. Same with the Admiral in Greece."

"They might be laying low for now," Tom mused, "waiting for us to get complacent after this little adventure. In any case, we have a very good chance of eliminating the immediate threat."

"Right."

"Since we're going to be taking off for the Zagros in an hour or so, we really need to get moving along. We have to figure out how we'll search for the girls, we need to get in a practice battle or two for our pilots, and we need to check in with the Admiral..."

"No," replied Simms, "there are several. And we'll give each case as much attention as possible, so there's really nothing to worry about." Right, and how am I going to hold onto these people for more than a few days without evidence?! he thought. Eventually they'll all be yelling at me like that Kincaid character. But... we just can't have unverified crew running around as they please, and that's the end of it...

One of the guards impatiently nudged her with his elbow. "Look, we can stand here all day and listen to you sob, but you're either going to walk down there with us or we're going to drag you."

One by one, others were being brought in. They were continuously being assured that it was a temporary measure, but not everyone was convinced. "Get comfy, boys and girls, we're going to be here for awhile... it seems like we're guilty until proven innocent over here."

"I had a legit transfer from the Auckland, why on Earth would I be a risk? They had the document with them!"

"Look, they can't help it, it's the only way to be sure we don't have unknowns walking all over the place..."

Erin took a moment to get herself undercontrol enough to walk to the brig but remained visably shaken and due to her delay was the last to arive she noted the 8 other in the room including greg who was the most silent of the bunch with some being very vocal about there captivity and "unlawful arrest" and "trumped up charges" and other such coments

she took a seet on the oposit side of the room from gregg and gave a covert wink and sent a mores code message disgused in the nervous tapping of her foot

anything?

yes i got a pistol in my tool box

james got a message out?

he must have

how?

don't know

now that was a plus but also disterbing either james did it before he had been captured or they some how got him to talk meening someone was playing them and that was troublesome

Elsewhere on board...

"So they're rounding people up?" asked Mervin.

"Yeah, they've gotten everything worked out," replied Tom. "Of course, we still need to worry about a few things... while we can trust that anyone who came on at Dawwah and started moving can be caught like this, we're still stuck if the Terrans were paying some of our people from the beginning to work for them."

"But if they were doing that, how would be have been able to move this freely?" said Mervin. "If they have someone who's been here from the beginning and all of their documents are in order, then they would've been able to leak our ciphers and figure out everything that we're doing. Same with the Admiral in Greece."

"They might be laying low for now," Tom mused, "waiting for us to get complacent after this little adventure. In any case, we have a very good chance of eliminating the immediate threat."

"Right."

"Since we're going to be taking off for the Zagros in an hour or so, we really need to get moving along. We have to figure out how we'll search for the girls, we need to get in a practice battle or two for our pilots, and we need to check in with the Admiral..."

"Hey Alec did you hear what Simms and his men are doing?"

"no what?" Alec looked up from his plate of food

"well aparently theyve been aresting everyone that got on at Dawwah something about that spy scare or something?

"your kidding" alec set his fork down "do they think that it was at dawwah that they got on board?"

"its possable after all it has been the only place weve stoped since leaving Site (i forget the number)"

"where was also the civilians we rescued" Alec pointed out before taking a drink "well i'm due back at my station. talk to you after shift" alec Stood and deposeted his tray in the receptical before heading back down to the hanger scanning his ID to gain admitance to the Gundam hanger.

"afternoon Mervin... Tom..." he strode over to his station and started going over the maintanence data for the mobile suits in preperation for there trip overland Stupid Simms... arresting the wrong man he had himself a good chuckle and shared an of colour joke with a fellow worker and they both had a good laugh but it wasn't the Joke that Kevin Aka Alec Higgenbotham was laughing at.

((ooc: DUN DUN DUNNN.... :D LOL HAHAHAHAHAHA... god i love my job lol... btw thanx for the idea :D ))

OOC: how can you have -1 spies? lol

Occ: Dont you mean -1,000,000,000 spies, its okay if your math was off a couple of zeros :p

Occ: Dont you mean -1,000,000,000 spies, its okay if your math was off a couple of zeros :p

(OOC: The number of spies on board is currently NaN. I forgot to define the variable when I instantiated my ship. I guess I'll find out once they do something horrible because I have a bad habit of countering myself in internal dialogue. Umm, Jacob, use some miracle Newty, er, Beta identification skills?)

A cold sweat ran down Dmitri’s forehead as he maneuvered his Gemini mobile suit through the bitter cold wasteland. A fierce blizzard was raging outside, obscuring his vision with a blanket of white snow. Dmitri strained his eyes to see what was in front of him, but his line of sight was severely limited by the storm. The enemy was out there somewhere, and yet Dmitri could do nothing since he had no idea where he was.

“Damn it!” he yelled, “Show yourself you spineless bastard!”

Suddenly the blaring sirens of the alarm system went off, warning that the enemy had a lock on him. Dmitri quickly spun his mobile suit around and raised his shield to cover his chest, blocking the barrage of missiles aimed at his cockpit just in time. He looked off into the distance and was able to make out the faint outline of a mobile suit. I have you now. Dmitri raised his assault rifle and opened fire on the silhouette, but it immediately sidestepped out of the way and began charging him head on. Dmitri quickly threw down his assault rifle and drew his beam sword, preparing for the upcoming melee. Right as the enemy got into range, he swung his beam sword straight down and expected to hear the satisfying sound of the beam cutting through the enemy’s cockpit. Instead, he heard the static grinding of one beam sword hitting another. Impossible! He hadn’t even drawn his sword when I swung, there’s no way he could’ve blocked that!

The enemy gave Dmitri no time to think, as he began an onslaught of slashes forcing Dmitri into a defensive stance. Each of the enemy’s attacks was blocked just in time by Dmitri, but they began getting progressively faster and soon he was barely able to keep up. The enemy then unexpectedly paused and raised his arm in the air, looking as though he was preparing a final blow. This split-second pause was all Dmitri needed to stab his beam sword straight through…the air. The enemy had instantaneously avoided the stab and brought his sword down, severing the sword arm of Dmitri’s Gemini. What the… Dmitri had no time to ponder what had just happened, he quickly aimed his head vulcans towards the enemy and…had the head of his mobile suit crushed by the enemy’s free hand. Dmitri’s cockpit view immediately disappeared and was replaced by a dark screen with the blaring white words ‘NO SIGNAL’ written over it, accompanied by a long high-pitched whine. Dmitri stared at the words, his face devoid of any emotion. Suddenly, a small screen popped up and covered the white words with the face of the enemy pilot.

“You Alpha Terrans are pathetic,” the unknown pilot said, “I’ll enjoy wiping you off the face of the Earth.”

The small screen disappeared with a click, and the last thing Dmitri saw was the blinding green light of a beam sword cutting through his cockpit…

“NOOOO!” Dmitri screamed as he woke up from his nightmare. He was covered in cold sweat and was panting heavily. He stared off into the darkness of his room and it took him a few seconds to realize that he was still alive. The door suddenly opened and light poured into the pitch-black room.

“What the hell are you yelling about?” a voice asked.

Dmitri turned in the direction of the voice and saw a familiar face that belonged to his friend Alexei. “A dream…I just had a bad dream.”

“That must’ve been one hell of a dream then,” Alexei said, laughing, “Well, you’d better get up, it’s going to be daybreak soon.” He waited for Dmitri to respond, and then quickly added, “Err…Sergeant.”

“Right, thanks Alexei,” Dmitri replied, “and don’t bother calling me that, it just sounds weird coming from you.”

“Can do, see you at the mess hall then,” Alexei said as he walked away, letting the door close by itself.

A dream…it was only a dream. Dmitri got up and began dressing himself in the darkness of the room, replaying his defeat over and over in his mind.

Russia - Novgorod Base

General Yavensky Had read Pyters message that had gone out across russia but he also notaced the message hidden in it... it was his duty as an officer of the republic to report such trechery so it could be delt with but his last talk with Pyter had struck a nerve he had long thought dead

it had been 25 years since the end of the terran conquest of russia no thanks to the chineese siding with the republic throwing there numbers along with the terrans givving them no chance of fighting back.

he had recently been made a captain when the russia terra war had ended and on those cold nights he could still remember his last command the half 4 squads of mobile suits the 2 infantry platoons the tank colum and the artilery unit what a glorious battle it was. but his days of being on the battlefeild where long over it had been almost 10 years since he sat in the cockpit of even one of the then then top of the line Gemini's the old eagle's haveing been phased out by then but the gemini had just recently seen its last battle after the union hack had shut them all down permanently but the gemini II had replaced those and the G III was fast aproching massproduction levels it was thought by the end of the year the G III's would be replacing the G II's insted of just being the command modle

Iven sighed cutting his remanising short he better go see what Pyter was up to "Olof ready my car and assemble a detail... i'm going to the Kazan Facility"

"at once sir" Olof knew exactly who he was gonig to send... it would be Lt. Iysenburg and his squad of mobile suit's as well as Lt. Rolenkos infantry it was a bit of over kill he knew but in these uncertain times one could never be to careful

breifing room

"alright men todays mission is simple" Lt Iysenburg spoke adressing the other 11 pilots in his squad "we are to protect the general on his trip to the Kazan reclamation facility" there was a colective groan aswell as a loud wisper of "not babysitting duty" "you might think it a simple babysitting gig this far in terran territory but the enamy is out there and they would love a chance to take out a general of general Yavensky's statuse... hes been fighting with the republic since before most of you where born. so you will follow orders understoold"

"sir yes sir" the squad said in unison

"order and unity" the lutenant said saluting

"strength and leadership" the squad finished the motto oath plage of the republic

"dismissed" the squad stoold to leave "sargent Sidorov a word please"

OOC: so can I call it morning yet?

OOC: so can I call it morning yet?

((ooc: well its morning in western russia so why not))

Persian Gulf

Captain Simms rushed into the bridge. The security detail was handling the rest of the processing down in the brig, and he had smoothed things out as well as he could. There were still plenty of discontent, which would have to wait. The hard part was going to be actually doing some more intense checks... where exactly they could look for information, and how well it could be trusted... these were almost impossible questions to answer.

"Gimbley, status!" he said as he rushed into the room, using his arm as leverage to swing into his seat.

"We're receiving a faint signal from the Zagros Mountains; it's formatted like Moloti's!" he reported. "We can get there in four hours."

It's just about the fifth day, then... this is good, thought Simms. "What's the status of the main engine?"

"All systems green," reported Rian. "We can take off at any time."

"All right, then. Given the situation, we have to proceed without Tehran's okay," said Simms. "We'll notify them of our intentions and head north."

"Sir, I'm also picking up a series of signals from the Arabian peninsula heading in our direction," reported Rian. "It's too large to be tank, but it's moving like one. If they keep up their approach, they'll reach the foot of the mountains in Eastern Iraq later today."

That was a concern. If a Terran ground task force had been dispatched against them... so was this black Gundam really just a trap? But why would the Terrans use such indirect methods against them? "Keep an eye on it," replied Simms. "We can only really look forward right now..." The battle with the mysterious black Gundam was hours away, and it would push them to the limit. And if they survived it, Russia loomed in the distance...

******

"Dear God, something isn't right with that girl." Mervin had found his administration privileges insufficient to get into the account he'd created for Julie. There was nothing wrong with the computer at all. All of his stuff was still there. But everything on her side of the laptop was completely locked down. "Hey, Tom, can you look at this?"

Tom tried a few simple things to assess the situation. "Poor, innocent Julie Pierce... I can definitely put my trust in a person who puts this kind of lock on the system for no reason."

"So you're saying this is evidence against her?" asked Mervin.

"Well, it's certainly suspicious, but I don't know if it's really admissible," Tom sighed. "It doesn't look like she did much to create the lock... just a few commands, enough to keep most people out. If I get an hour or so free, I'll bust it loose."

"Yeah, it's not critical, I just wanted to see what she was doing with the data set I gave her," Mervin replied.

"You backed it up, right?" Tom asked.

"What am I, an idiot?" Mervin answered. "I gave her a copy. Everyone on my team has their own copy. No one gets masters."

"Right, right, I forgot that you're as paranoid about this stuff as I am," said Tom. "Oh hey, have you seen this yet?" He pulled up a handful of European blogs. Smeared all over them were scans from some strange magazine with an anti-Terran message with a cultural twist.

"Ray equals out? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" asked Mervin, confused.

"Apparently, someone else is getting involved in the propaganda war," said Tom. "When I hack a site or something, the change is visible for only a few hours. No matter how many times I do it, I have to keep doing it since it's only a few hours to restore everything. But to get the message out in print... it takes way more resources, and some serious balls, but it's more effective."

"Pretty good idea, if you put it that way," Mervin said.

"You bet, it's like... 'We need to spread the word, and catch people's attention... EUREKA, I've got it! Alternative culture magazine!'" exclaimed Tom.

"True enough, but... still, what's up with that title..."

After eating breakfast and doing the routine morning drills, Dmitri and his squad were called in by Lt. Iysenburg for an unexpected mission briefing.

“It had better be something good,” Alexei had grumbled, “all we ever get are scouting missions and guard duty.”

Sure enough, Dmitri and his squad were tasked with escorting General Yavensky to some facility in Kazan. Everyone in the squad moaned and groaned when they heard their assignment, none of them wanted to travel thousands of miles to some run-down warehouse just so the General could get there safely. However, orders were orders and the squad grudgingly accepted the mission. After reciting the Terran motto, the pilots got up from their seats and began leaving the room. Just as Dmitri was about to walk out the door, Lt. Iysenburg called for him. Puzzled, Dmitri walked over to the lieutenant.

“You wanted to speak to me sir?”

It was early morning and the trucks had just returned to HQ after delivering the issues of Ray=Out. They were now on news stands all across the world now and were on sale at 6:00am every where. Holland had a copy he had just bought "damn these guys made us look good" he said to him self when he sound the picture of the SOF 1st squadron near the middle of the magazine. He turned the page and began reading about Suez "heh this is as truthful as one can get right here" he said as he kept reading on down the page.

Alot of people had a copy, he went into down to get one, almost every one had one in there hands, pop culture, things going on in the TP, top news all in one magazine and tarren news paper or magazine can deliver, the uncencored truth.

A new day had presented itself as the morning sun rose in the vision of the Great White Carrier. Jacob though, could not see the sun from the room he was staying in. Staying confined in a walled room ensured his safety so far, but it was questionable for how long it would be. Either way, he soon had to get up and head for breakfast. Hopefully he and Nelson and Adam might get some practice in before the meeting with Hades. He put on the Hijab to ensure his disguise again and thought to himself, "I hope we can save the two soon... I'll help you Star, and your friend..."

After eating breakfast and doing the routine morning drills, Dmitri and his squad were called in by Lt. Iysenburg for an unexpected mission briefing.

“It had better be something good,” Alexei had grumbled, “all we ever get are scouting missions and guard duty.”

Sure enough, Dmitri and his squad were tasked with escorting General Yavensky to some facility in Kazan. Everyone in the squad moaned and groaned when they heard their assignment, none of them wanted to travel thousands of miles to some run-down warehouse just so the General could get there safely. However, orders were orders and the squad grudgingly accepted the mission. After reciting the Terran motto, the pilots got up from their seats and began leaving the room. Just as Dmitri was about to walk out the door, Lt. Iysenburg called for him. Puzzled, Dmitri walked over to the lieutenant.

“You wanted to speak to me sir?”

"yes sargent." Lt. Iysenburg began "i just wanted to remind you that a certain amout of insubordination from the men is parfictly acceptable i just wanted to make sure it didn't get out of hand and as there sargent the men would be more willing to accept such a reminder than if it came from me where it would sound more like an official repremand.. i don't like this assignment anymore than you i would have preferd to have been redeployed to Australia when the republic invaded but such is our luck, but we are still soldiers of the republic and as such we must carry out our order with honour and dignity.... even if you dont like the orders" there was a hint of humor in his last coment.

he wasn't always serious and enjoyed a good joke as much as the next man but duty was duty "inform the men we wil be leaving in 30 mins i will meet you out there. dismised"

A new day had presented itself as the morning sun rose in the vision of the Great White Carrier. Jacob though, could not see the sun from the room he was staying in. Staying confined in a walled room ensured his safety so far, but it was questionable for how long it would be. Either way, he soon had to get up and head for breakfast. Hopefully he and Nelson and Adam might get some practice in before the meeting with Hades. He put on the Hijab to ensure his disguise again and thought to himself, "I hope we can save the two soon... I'll help you Star, and your friend..."

Roland entered Jacobs room....he was startled at first, but he soon remembered the disguise.

"Hopefully once we get there, Im sure most if not all of this plot and who is behind this will be revealed. But what im worried about the most is of course, how do we proceed from here? And who Hades really is........ but, im positive that everyone here will do their best to get your friends back," he assured him.

As Holland was reading Ray=Out in the mess the ship began to move. It startled Holland, He had not been on that many warships. Luna then entered the room "we are moving out now we should arrive in the combat area in a few hours" she said to Holland as she grabbed a snack and sat down "so hows the magazine?" she asked "you mean other then the smoking hot cover girl?" he said to her looking up "yeah...thanks Holland for that" she said in a tone of self satisfaction.

She then thought for a minute "you know Holland you should do the next cover shot" Luna told him "I already am actually, when we get back I will be doing it, just like you stoner wants me to do a beach shot from a surf board" Holland said to her as he put the magazine down "it should be fun" he added.

“Understood sir,” Dmitri replied while saluting, “I apologize for the unacceptable behavior of my pilots, I assure you it will not happen again.”

After being dismissed by the lieutenant, Dmitri quickly caught up with his squad just outside of the hangar. After giving a brief lecture to the pilots about discipline and yelling at Alexei for muttering a snide remark, Dmitri gave them the order to ready their mobile suits and await further instructions from Lt. Iysenburg. Thirty minutes soon passed and Novgorod MS Squadron III, otherwise known as ‘Wolf Squadron’, consisting of a Gemini II command unit, 6 Gemini I units, and 4 Sagittarius units, was armed and ready for action.

"Gimbley, status!" he said as he rushed into the room, using his arm as leverage to swing into his seat.

"We're receiving a faint signal from the Zagros Mountains; it's formatted like Moloti's!" he reported. "We can get there in four hours."

It's just about the fifth day, then... this is good, thought Simms. "What's the status of the main engine?"

"All systems green," reported Rian. "We can take off at any time."

"All right, then. Given the situation, we have to proceed without Tehran's okay," said Simms. "We'll notify them of our intentions and head north."

"how are the modifications to that gemini going?"

"we are running the final chacks now. if everything checks out jaron will be in for a big suprise"

"indeed" Alec had been incharge of seeing to the refit of Jarons Gemini II they had managed to improve its responce time by 20% its overall speed by 10% and with a few tweeks to the power distribution systems had managed to increese the battrylife by almost 15%. this would by no meens make i'm anywhere close to a match for a beta pilot it would give him a slight edge against most if not all regulars. he might even be able to keep up with adam

while working on the Gemini was interesting enough Alec really wanted to sink his teeth into the core system now that had potential... either he could sneek the pland to the republic and they could ajust it or failing that rig the whole thing to blow... but one babystep at a time. after all he had spent 2 years just to get into the site where they built the great white and developed the core system but it was that patience that payed of in then end not these amature trying to sneek aboard... they almost deserved to be caught he half hoped there cover would be blown and half hope there training would get them through the situation but whatever was to happen would remain to be seen

“Understood sir,” Dmitri replied while saluting, “I apologize for the unacceptable behavior of my pilots, I assure you it will not happen again.”

After being dismissed by the lieutenant, Dmitri quickly caught up with his squad just outside of the hangar. After giving a brief lecture to the pilots about discipline and yelling at Alexei for muttering a snide remark, Dmitri gave them the order to ready their mobile suits and await further instructions from Lt. Iysenburg. Thirty minutes soon passed and Novgorod MS Squadron III, otherwise known as ‘Wolf Squadron’, consisting of a Gemini III command unit, 6 Gemini II units, and 4 Sagittarius units, was armed and ready for action.

Lt. Iysenburg strode to the hanger the helmit of his flightsuit tucked under his arm as he survayed the squad. damn they looked good.

he boarded his G III and fastened his helmet as it powered up when the lights showed he was good to launch he manuvered to the minnimum safe distance from the Generals chopper and watched and waited has the general and his atendent staff exited the command post and borded the chopper "General Yavensky this is Leutenant Iysenburg of Wolf Squadren we are here to escort you to the Kazan Facility"

"my thanks Leutenant we will be departing momentarily"

"understould sir. we are ready to depart at your command" he stood waiting for the chopper pilot to finish his flight checks and listened as he asked for and was given permision to take off and as soon as it was airborn Deiter gave to order and wolf squardren launched into the air on there flight platforms and formed up around the chopper for the 20 minute flight the the facility

A new day had presented itself as the morning sun rose in the vision of the Great White Carrier. Jacob though, could not see the sun from the room he was staying in. Staying confined in a walled room ensured his safety so far, but it was questionable for how long it would be. Either way, he soon had to get up and head for breakfast. Hopefully he and Nelson and Adam might get some practice in before the meeting with Hades. He put on the Hijab to ensure his disguise again and thought to himself, "I hope we can save the two soon... I'll help you Star, and your friend..."

Roland entered Jacobs room....he was startled at first, but he soon remembered the disguise.

"Hopefully once we get there, Im sure most if not all of this plot and who is behind this will be revealed. But what im worried about the most is of course, how do we proceed from here? And who Hades really is........ but, im positive that everyone here will do their best to get your friends back," he assured him.

Once they'd reached the mess, Nelson spotted Jacob in disguise and waved him over. "Hey dude, don't call attention to them..." Adam muttered.

"Relax, it'll just look like a meeting between pilots," said Nelson. "As far as anyone knows, she's the pilot of the Terra, right?"

"I guess..."

"Let me know if you see Jaron, too. It looks like we'll be able to get in at least one practice run before the mission itself begins. We need to discuss what we need to work on and get it cleared fast. We should be able to breathe a little easier now that we've locked up the unknowns."

"Yeah, but they know as well as we do we don't have anything on them..."

"how are the modifications to that gemini going?"

"we are running the final chacks now. if everything checks out jaron will be in for a big suprise"

"indeed" Alec had been incharge of seeing to the refit of Jarons Gemini II they had managed to improve its responce time by 20% its overall speed by 10% and with a few tweeks to the power distribution systems had managed to increese the battrylife by almost 15%. this would by no meens make i'm anywhere close to a match for a beta pilot it would give him a slight edge against most if not all regulars. he might even be able to keep up with adam

while working on the Gemini was interesting enough Alec really wanted to sink his teeth into the core system now that had potential... either he could sneek the pland to the republic and they could ajust it or failing that rig the whole thing to blow... but one babystep at a time. after all he had spent 2 years just to get into the site where they built the great white and developed the core system but it was that patience that payed of in then end not these amature trying to sneek aboard... they almost deserved to be caught he half hoped there cover would be blown and half hope there training would get them through the situation but whatever was to happen would remain to be seen

"Not bad, Alec, not bad!" said Mervin, checking over the Gemini's latest diagnostic readings. "Quite nice for a field mod, especially this fast and with enemy technology. It's like you can read this thing like a book! One of Tom's guys is working on addressing latency in the computer system, but that should be done pretty soon... then, we're golden."

He turned to address the rest of the hanger. "Let's look alive, people, we're going into battle soon against an enemy we're familiar with. He's a tough one, and these machines are going to have to be in top form. Anything that can be optimized, do it! Higgs, I need you to work with me on X-2's feedback control..."

The ship was making full speed for Cairo, it was there first target since Suez so it would also be revenge in some ways. From the bridge all they could see was sand and more sand. However in a few hours they would attack and destroy republic forces in cairo, a revenge for Suez and the last cairo mission in which Diane was captured. After that they would go south and a few days away was another juicy target....

Once they'd reached the mess, Nelson spotted Jacob in disguise and waved him over. "Hey dude, don't call attention to them..." Adam muttered.

"Relax, it'll just look like a meeting between pilots," said Nelson. "As far as anyone knows, she's the pilot of the Terra, right?"

"I guess..."

"Let me know if you see Jaron, too. It looks like we'll be able to get in at least one practice run before the mission itself begins. We need to discuss what we need to work on and get it cleared fast. We should be able to breathe a little easier now that we've locked up the unknowns."

"Yeah, but they know as well as we do we don't have anything on them..."

As Roland and Jacob walked towards the mess hall, they saw Nelson and Adam at one of the tables and began to walk over. Jacob introduced, "Good Morning Nelson, Adam."

As Jaron saw the four sitting down to breakfast, he managed to walk up to them and say, "Good Morning. Would you mind if I sat here?"

As Roland and Jacob walked towards the mess hall, they saw Nelson and Adam at one of the tables and began to walk over. Jacob introduced, "Good Morning Nelson, Adam."

As Jaron saw the four sitting down to breakfast, he managed to walk up to them and say, "Good Morning. Would you mind if I sat here?"

"Oh, hey, we were waiting for you. That's everyone!" said Adam as Jaron took his seat.

"Right. So, now that it looks like we have this spy thing somewhat under control, we can get on with business as usual," said Nelson. "But we've lost a lot of time... we only have a few hours to get ready."

"The black Gundam wants you for some reason, and if it comes down to fighting, you're probably its biggest concern," Adam said, directing his gaze at Jacob. "The rest of us can probably only be support, so we need to come up with a strategy."

"Because your fighting style is similar to his," Nelson continued, "we might try a three-on-one with Adam, Jaron, and myself against you. This would be a good chance to see what our limiting factors are."

"When you get right down to it, Jaron and I are just using grunt machines, so superior tactics are really the only shot we have, even if we can squeeze every bit of power out of them," Adam said.

"And our Gundams are still... uncomfortable, let's say," added Nelson, and Jacob knew he referred to the computer systems. "We need to get as adjusted as possible so we can draw out their full power, as well."

It was true. The computer systems in Terra and Nelson's Gundam were still obviously strainful for their brains to work on. But they would need to train in them if Adam and Jaron were going to have any chance of offering support for the meeting with the Hades. Jacob agreed saying, "You are right. It would seem that the Hades has the most similar fighting techniques to my own. I could try and offer some practice, but I can't guarantee anything greater."
Jaron assured him, "Well, even if the Hades does something unpredictable, I'm sure we'll at least know something from your fighting style."

It was true. The computer systems in Terra and Nelson's Gundam were still obviously strainful for their brains to work on. But they would need to train in them if Adam and Jaron were going to have any chance of offering support for the meeting with the Hades. Jacob agreed saying, "You are right. It would seem that the Hades has the most similar fighting techniques to my own. I could try and offer some practice, but I can't guarantee anything greater."
Jaron assured him, "Well, even if the Hades does something unpredictable, I'm sure we'll at least know something from your fighting style."

"The main objective for us, I think, is to get some experience fighting a Gundam with that kind of insane power," said Adam. "It's a lot better than just charging in and hoping to get in a lucky shot."

"Exactly what I was thinking," Nelson added. "We'll need every advantage we get, especially since he's got hostages."

After breakfast, they made their way to the hanger. Mervin was leading the crew in some last minute maintenance. He figured he had better have the machines ready to go at any time.

"All right, we've been expecting you four!" he called. "We should have time for a practice run if you want it. All live ammunition weapons have been loaded with paint rounds. As for beam weapons, well... just be careful. Mission time is thirty minutes, and you have the okay to use the area within two kilometers of the ship as your battleground. We don't want to freak out Tehran."

"That should be plenty. I'd imagine most of the fighting would be close-in, anyway," said Nelson.

"Right," Mervin answered. "Jaron, we've finished the work on your unit. We had to hack some things together, but you should be compatible with our combat pack system. One of our guys has also been doing performance tweaks." He handed Jaron a clipboard with the updated specs. "Throw in a beam rifle and you've got a pretty complete machine. Might give Gem threes a run for their money."

Time passed as there long journy continued only a short time left "All hands this is the captain, all hands are to go to condition yellow and prepare to go to condition red when we enter the combat zone" went ship wide. Holland, Luna, Diane went to the pilot ready room and got into there pilot suits "Atleast this room is nice" Diane said as she sat down while drinking some water "yeah, but now the fun begins" Holland said to her "oh Holland, is all you think about revolve around fun?" Luna asked "nope, just kicking republic ass, food, sleep, and women" he answered. Diane and Luna laughed at him "that simple eh?" Luna said.

"The main objective for us, I think, is to get some experience fighting a Gundam with that kind of insane power," said Adam. "It's a lot better than just charging in and hoping to get in a lucky shot."

"Exactly what I was thinking," Nelson added. "We'll need every advantage we get, especially since he's got hostages."

After breakfast, they made their way to the hanger. Mervin was leading the crew in some last minute maintenance. He figured he had better have the machines ready to go at any time.

"All right, we've been expecting you four!" he called. "We should have time for a practice run if you want it. All live ammunition weapons have been loaded with paint rounds. As for beam weapons, well... just be careful. Mission time is thirty minutes, and you have the okay to use the area within two kilometers of the ship as your battleground. We don't want to freak out Tehran."

"That should be plenty. I'd imagine most of the fighting would be close-in, anyway," said Nelson.

"Right," Mervin answered. "Jaron, we've finished the work on your unit. We had to hack some things together, but you should be compatible with our combat pack system. One of our guys has also been doing performance tweaks." He handed Jaron a clipboard with the updated specs. "Throw in a beam rifle and you've got a pretty complete machine. Might give Gem threes a run for their money."

Jaron thanked Mervin, "Thanks Mervin. I'll be sure to put the Gemini's abilities to good use in real battle."
Jacob assured Mervin, "We shall remain within the two kilometer range for the duration of the mission. Shall we begin?" As soon as Nelson and Adam were ready to begin, they could soon see what the Terra had to offer the three pilots...

"Not bad, Alec, not bad!" said Mervin, checking over the Gemini's latest diagnostic readings. "Quite nice for a field mod, especially this fast and with enemy technology. It's like you can read this thing like a book! One of Tom's guys is working on addressing latency in the computer system, but that should be done pretty soon... then, we're golden."

He turned to address the rest of the hanger. "Let's look alive, people, we're going into battle soon against an enemy we're familiar with. He's a tough one, and these machines are going to have to be in top form. Anything that can be optimized, do it! Higgs, I need you to work with me on X-2's feedback control..."

right into my hands "the X-2? isn't that the thing that blows up 10 mins after you turn it on?" he said in jest "sure why not. lets see if we can keep it from vaporizing its self and giving the pilot a third arm... although it might come in usefull" he grabbed his personal toolkit and followed Mervin into the second hanger to work on the X-2

((ooc: i forget the things details can you give them again))

right into my hands "the X-2? isn't that the thing that blows up 10 mins after you turn it on?" he said in jest "sure why not. lets see if we can keep it from vaporizing its self and giving the pilot a third arm... although it might come in usefull" he grabbed his personal toolkit and followed Mervin into the second hanger to work on the X-2

((ooc: i forget the things details can you give them again))

(OOC: Oh, whoops, X-2 is my Gundam, the mechanical teams tend to call the machines by their model number, like "oh three" for the Tuatara and "oh four" for the Albatross. The Gundam is OUMS-X02B, hence he refers to it as X-2. The Core is permanently on the sidelines at the moment.)

(OOC: Oh, whoops, X-2 is my Gundam, the mechanical teams tend to call the machines by their model number, like "oh three" for the Tuatara and "oh four" for the Albatross. The Gundam is OUMS-X02B, hence he refers to it as X-2. The Core is permanently on the sidelines at the moment.)

((ooc: wow talk about an error... well lets just ignore my last post shall we and on with the show since it looks like your about to go off for some training))

Lt. Iysenburg strode to the hanger the helmit of his flightsuit tucked under his arm as he survayed the squad. damn they looked good.

he boarded his G III and fastened his helmet as it powered up when the lights showed he was good to launch he manuvered to the minnimum safe distance from the Generals chopper and watched and waited has the general and his atendent staff exited the command post and borded the chopper "General Yavensky this is Leutenant Iysenburg of Wolf Squadren we are here to escort you to the Kazan Facility"

"my thanks Leutenant we will be departing momentarily"

"understould sir. we are ready to depart at your command" he stood waiting for the chopper pilot to finish his flight checks and listened as he asked for and was given permision to take off and as soon as it was airborn Deiter gave to order and wolf squardren launched into the air on there flight platforms and formed up around the chopper for the 20 minute flight the the facility

The twenty minute flight was much shorter than the pilots had expected, and they were pleasantly surprised when they discovered that they made it to the facility in such a short amount of time. However, their happiness quickly faded as they got a closer look at the facility, it looked like it had been through hell. While the buildings looked like they were in good condition, huge piles of scrap metal and rubble littered the fields along with thousands of old, rusty mobile suits. The loud, terrible sounds coming from the buildings didn't help much either.

“Why the hell does the general want to visit this place?” Alexei grumbled into the squad radio.

“It doesn’t matter, our job is to escort the general here, not to ask unnecessary questions,” came a reply from Dmitri.

Wolf Squadron descended right in front of the main building and dismounted from their flight platforms, with the general’s helicopter descending shortly afterwards.

“Alright squad, the first portion of our mission is complete. Now all we need to do is ensure the safety of the general during his visit and escort him back to base after he’s done with his business.”

“Loosen up Sarge, it’s not like anything’s going to happen to us in the middle of this junkyard."

The twenty minute flight was much shorter than the pilots had expected, and they were pleasantly surprised when they discovered that they made it to the facility in such a short amount of time. However, their happiness quickly faded as they got a closer look at the facility, it looked like it had been through hell. The main building seemed like it was going to collapse any second, huge piles of scrap metal and rubble littered the fields, and the whole place looked like it hadn’t been in use for several decades.

“Why the hell does the general want to visit this place?” Alexei grumbled into the squad radio.

“It doesn’t matter, our job is to escort the general here, not to ask unnecessary questions,” came a reply from Dmitri.

Wolf Squadron descended right in front of the main building and dismounted from their flight platforms, with the general’s helicopter descending shortly afterwards.

“Alright squad, the first portion of our mission is complete. Now all we need to do is ensure the safety of the general during his visit and escort him back to base after he’s done with his business.”

“Loosen up Sarge, it’s not like anything’s going to happen to us, we're in the middle of nowhere!"

((ooc: i think you missunderstould the nature of the facility. its not a secret base hidden beneith a ruined building...(thats a union thing) it IS a scrap metal reclamation facility specializing in millitray hardware namley the 20 year old Tartar units from the Russia Republic war (there are 2000 of these units in the suroundeing feilds rusting away). so yes there is huge piles of scrap metal everywhere but the building's are in good condition... they have to be inorder to withstand the constant vibrations from the massive rendering machines that and the noise level is deafening))

General Iven Yavensky quickly strode from the helicopter to the doors entering the building to escape the loudest of the noise but not being able to compleatly shut it out. he made his way through the halls to Pyters office and knocked before entering

"Iven what a plesent suprise" pyter said rising from his desk " what brings you to my noisy corner this fine russian day" actualy it was several degreese below freesing and weather reports where hinting at a snowstorm early the next morning but that was winter in russia for you

Iven looked around the office noting the presence of Mykal and Victor who had huridly hidden a filefolder that from the glance he had gotten contained scimatics for something "might we have a word in private?"

Pyter nodded and Mykal and Victor left leaving General Yavensky alone with pyter in his office "what are you doing pyter?"

"i don't know what your talking about"

Iven set the print out of Pyters message on the desk Ivan had highlighted the coded letters revealing the hidden message "for mother russia? i've known you to long for these games pyter, what are you planning?"

pyter hit the button on his intercom "sasha send Mykal and victor back in" there was an uncomfortable silence as the pland forman and the leadmechanic re-entered the office "victor please show the general the folder"

victor handed over the folder somewhat reluctently and watched aprihensivly as the general oppened the folder and began leafing throughit his eyes slowly going wide "is this even possable?"

"yes" Mykal stated mater of factly "we started on the first units this morning

"i should arrest you all here and now..." there was a pause "but god help me i agree with what your trying to do" there was a colective sigh of releif from the other three men.

Iven continued leafing through the folder "i'll do what i can th keep the rest of command from finding out and i'll alco make afew discreet inquerys to see if i can unearth afew more of the old pilots who myght be sympithetic to our cause. one final fight before the republic destroys everything good in our world"

Outside

Lt Iysenburg and deployed his men around the parimiter of the facility with himself and Sargent Sidorov patroling through the feilds amongst the Tartar units all covered in snow with rust etching its way down the serfaces like blood from so many wounds "just look at them Dmitri so much history on this feild..." he paused infront of one that looked about to fall apart from the weight of the snow "the storys they could tell"

General Waltfeld looked at his watch "Its time, Mayrin sound condition red" he said as he looked over at her "right away" she responded before turning back to her console, she pressed a couple buttons to go ship wide "All hands set condition red!, all hands set condition red! pilots to your units and stand by" she said.

The ship did not change to much as they had already been at condition yellow for awhile. Holland, Diane, and Luna went down to the flight deck and boarded there suits for the order to launch. Revevenge was soon, and if the three pilots had there way it would be swift and just.

General Waltfeld looked at his watch "Its time, Mayrin sound condition red" he said as he looked over at her "right away" she responded before turning back to her console, she pressed a couple buttons to go ship wide "All hands set condition red!, all hands set condition red! pilots to your units and stand by" she said.

The ship did not change to much as they had already been at condition yellow for awhile. Holland, Diane, and Luna went down to the flight deck and boarded there suits for the order to launch. Revevenge was soon, and if the three pilots had there way it would be swift and just.

As Colonel Duong watched over the city of Cairo, he asked one of his men, "An unidentified vessel is headed this way huh? Do we have visual of it?"
A radar operationist confirmed, "Visual has been uploaded. We are now matching its signature."
Another one reported, "Colonel! We have confirmation! It's the terrorists from the Suez!"
Duong asked, "Is it? Perfect. Looks like they're hoping to achieve a suicide mission this time. Alright, lets make sure they're done this time!" Colonel Duong signaled the intercom to tell his units, "All units! Twilight Phoenix is advancing to our position! Open fire on the ship! Shoot it down and leave no survivors!"

The Mobile Suits recieved this order and they open fired on the Twilight Phoenix ship. If anything, they were going to get more than just one hit in this time...

Victor asked for confirmation, "You're certain that the Suez remnant is in that thing?"
His Lieutenant confirmed, "Indeed sir. We have been asked to engage the enemy and leave no survivors."
Victor stated enthusiastically, "I like the sound of that! Men, form up on me! This time those terrorists won't return to say anything!" Victor and his men were now preparing to meet up with the Cairo forces. If things went in the terrorist's favor, Victor was going to make sure they would not win...

((ooc: i think you missunderstould the nature of the facility. its not a secret base hidden beneith a ruined building...(thats a union thing) it IS a scrap metal reclamation facility specializing in millitray hardware namley the 20 year old Tartar units from the Russia Republic war (there are 2000 of these units in the suroundeing feilds rusting away). so yes there is huge piles of scrap metal everywhere but the building's are in good condition... they have to be inorder to withstand the constant vibrations from the massive rendering machines that and the noise level is deafening))

General's conversation

Outside

Lt Iysenburg and deployed his men around the parimiter of the facility with himself and Sargent Sidorov patroling through the feilds amongst the Tartar units all covered in snow with rust etching its way down the serfaces like blood from so many wounds "just look at them Dmitri so much history on this feild..." he paused infront of one that looked about to fall apart from the weight of the snow "the storys they could tell"

(OOC: My bad, fixed up my previous post.)

Wolf Squadron slowly patrolled the gloomy mobile suit graveyard, looking around for anything interesting in the depressing place. Thankfully for the pilots, being inside mobile suits dampened the volume of the horrendous noise, so they could patrol the area in relative peace. The squad had split up into pairs, with one squad of three, and Lt. Iysenburg had specifically requested Dmitri to patrol with him.

As the two walked through the fields, Lt. Iysenburg commented on how the broken down mobile suits could tell so much.

“The stories they could tell, huh?” Dmitri thought aloud.

His mind wandered back to memories of his parents and of his childhood that was suddenly cut short. He reminisced for a minute or two and quickly snapped back into reality after hearing the lieutenant’s voice in the radio receiver.

“Dmitri, stay focused. I know there’s not much to do here but try and stay on task”

“Uh…right sir, my apologies.” After pausing for a few seconds, Dmitri spoke again. “About what you said earlier lieutenant…I think the past should stay in the past; if we are to stay strong we must look to the future. There’s no reason to dwell on the past if we have no power to change it, wouldn’t you agree sir?”

As Colonel Duong watched over the city of Cairo, he asked one of his men, "An unidentified vessel is headed this way huh? Do we have visual of it?"
A radar operationist confirmed, "Visual has been uploaded. We are now matching its signature."
Another one reported, "Colonel! We have confirmation! It's the terrorists from the Suez!"
Duong asked, "Is it? Perfect. Looks like they're hoping to achieve a suicide mission this time. Alright, lets make sure they're done this time!" Colonel Duong signaled the intercom to tell his units, "All units! Twilight Phoenix is advancing to our position! Open fire on the ship! Shoot it down and leave no survivors!"

The Mobile Suits recieved this order and they open fired on the Twilight Phoenix ship. If anything, they were going to get more than just one hit in this time...

Victor asked for confirmation, "You're certain that the Suez remnant is in that thing?"
His Lieutenant confirmed, "Indeed sir. We have been asked to engage the enemy and leave no survivors."
Victor stated enthusiastically, "I like the sound of that! Men, form up on me! This time those terrorists won't return to say anything!" Victor and his men were now preparing to meet up with the Cairo forces. If things went in the terrorist's favor, Victor was going to make sure they would not win...

OOC: shame he wont arrive in time :P

Holland, Luna, and Diane jumped from the ship at full thrust. Speeding and weeving left and right. Mean while the ship opened fire with its main cannons at the enemy forces. Holland pulled up his targeting screen, targeting enemy mobile suits with missiles, gattling gun, beam rifle, shoulder cannon, and his arm cannon. Multiple targets would turn into multiple kills, same went for Luna and Diane. There orders were no prisoners and no survivors.

OOC: shame he wont arrive in time :P

Holland, Luna, and Diane jumped from the ship at full thrust. Speeding and weeving left and right. Mean while the ship opened fire with its main cannons at the enemy forces. Holland pulled up his targeting screen, targeting enemy mobile suits with missiles, gattling gun, beam rifle, shoulder cannon, and his arm cannon. Multiple targets would turn into multiple kills, same went for Luna and Diane. There orders were no prisoners and no survivors.

Colonel Duong ordered, "Three mobile suits? No matter how powerful they are, we must see to it that the are destroyed. Activate all mobile suits and make sure they are destroyed for good."
One of the cameramen reported, "Yes sir. All squadrons are activating. Targets are the three mobile suits."
Another one asked, "Shall we continue fire on the enemy flagship sir?"
Colonel Duong ordered, "Yes! Shoot it down! Don't let it make its way out of here!"
The mobile suits of Cairo were now activating to full power. With all of them activated, the three were outnumbered 333 to one. All this time, the cannons from the city were still firing at the enemy flagship in hopes of its destruction...

OOC: Cairo's an important spot, the Republic isn't going to leave its guard down.

"stick to the plan guys" Holland said as he dodged the incoming weapons fire. The ship got into its position "Alright Holland remember your the only one of the three of you that will withstand this so take the enemy down as fast as possible" General Waltfeld said to them. He then looked over at the weapons operator "Launch the EMP's now" he ordered. The tubes opened and a barrage of missile went at the enemy, enoough EMP to fry almost every thing. Holland was the only one with enough shielding to protect him from it, and the ship had it to.

The EMPs detonated and Luna and Dianes suit went down and so would the republics, Holland would then get to work wiping them out, all of them.

OOC: I did say I was going to use a EMP :P

"stick to the plan guys" Holland said as he dodged the incoming weapons fire. The ship got into its position "Alright Holland remember your the only one of the three of you that will withstand this so take the enemy down as fast as possible" General Waltfeld said to them. He then looked over at the weapons operator "Launch the EMP's now" he ordered. The tubes opened and a barrage of missile went at the enemy, enoough EMP to fry almost every thing. Holland was the only one with enough shielding to protect him from it, and the ship had it to.

The EMPs detonated and Luna and Dianes suit went down and so would the republics, Holland would then get to work wiping them out, all of them.

OOC: I did say I was going to use a EMP :P

As the lights went out in the city of Cairo, the pilots in the deactivated mobile suits were forced to abandon their suits or face Holland's destruction.
Back at the base though, things were not so simple. Colonel Duong questioned, "Damnit! What happened now?!"
One of the operation specialists answered, "It seems to be the effect of an EMP sir! All systems are now unoperable!"
The Colonel could only state, "Grrr... Perfect... We've lost an even more important stronghold to the terrorists!"
One of his men asked the Colonel, "What are your new orders sir?"
The Colonel told them, "We'll take a last stand. Those terrorists will obviously be headed for this base. Get your guns out men! Take down any that try to get in!"
The men around him confirmed, "Understood sir!"
As the men gathered their arms, Colonel Duong proclaimed, "Order and Unity!!!"

Holland saw pilots running, all he did was knock the suits down and throw them behind him, far behind him as he went for the base. He had to follow orders and destroy the base nothing was to be left. The ship stayed back and was "collecting" the inactive republic suits for something. Holland reached the base and just stood there, he took aim with his weapons and fired from left to right.

OOC: I'll begin the training. Let me know if I should add anything Dancougar.

IC: As the four mobile suit pilots got themselves into their cockpits, the countdown began for all of them. First went Nelson, then Adam, then Jaron, then Jacob. Jacob saw the three mobile suits and saw them logged in as friendlies. "Thankfully, Mervin has managed to change the targeting system." Jacob thought to himself. He now had to get a lock on the three. The training was soon to begin. Jacob began by wondering to himself, "What should I start with?" He got an idea a little while later. He launched Terra backwards and began strifing left and right to avoid the fire of the other three. Jacob got out his rifle and began firing on them as well. It was a good thing the ammo was just paint, or there was a good chance the three miight be dead by now. As soon as Jacob got in the shots, he flew behind one of the wings of the Great White to take cover to plan another attack on the three...

OOC: I'll begin the training. Let me know if I should add anything Dancougar.

IC: As the four mobile suit pilots got themselves into their cockpits, the countdown began for all of them. First went Nelson, then Adam, then Jaron, then Jacob. Jacob saw the three mobile suits and saw them logged in as friendlies. "Thankfully, Mervin has managed to change the targeting system." Jacob thought to himself. He now had to get a lock on the three. The training was soon to begin. Jacob began by wondering to himself, "What should I start with?" He got an idea a little while later. He launched Terra backwards and began strifing left and right to avoid the fire of the other three. Jacob got out his rifle and began firing on them as well. It was a good thing the ammo was just paint, or there was a good chance the three miight be dead by now. As soon as Jacob got in the shots, he flew behind one of the wings of the Great White to take cover to plan another attack on the three...

Nelson managed to dodge the majority of the first salvo, but a burst splattered his unit's left legs. Jaron was helplessly overwhelmed, as was Adam. Adam's Dingo was parked on one of the ship's forward decks. "This is pathetic!" Nelson shouted into his comm. "We can't cede the first move so easily!"

"You're one to talk!" yelled Adam. "At least you can fly! I have to hope he flies into my firing window!"

"Jaron, he's going to test our reaction time," radioed Nelson. "He went in behind the left wing, but I don't know where he's coming out... I'll try to flush him out and you bury him, got it?" That Prince is wasting no time, he knows he has to push us... we better push back! Beta mode... let's go, Gundam!

Nelson headed for the wing and kept his arc wide. He needed to buy as much time as he could between Jacob's appearance and the initial shots. He'll be faster than me, no doubt, so I gotta predict... He rounded the wing and saw... nothing! "On your toes, guys, he's already moved!"

Aegean

"The offensive plans are coming together," reported one of Hall's aides. "There are active cells in Marseilles and Nice ready to sabotage military installations there at any time."

"That's nice, but it doesn't help us," frowned Hall, looking at the European map spread on the table before them. "The French coast provides terribly few decent harbors, so a naval landing, even with insider help, would be difficult. In any case, the real problem are the constant raids on German territory. Any ideas for a ground-based assault?"

"Italy is friendly, but the mountains along the border make moving ground troops and mobile suits a problem..." the aide said. "Besides, we're not even sure that we'll get much support from the rest of Europe at this point; they're still rebuilding their forces and haven't committed anything."

"So we can really only count on Scandinavian forces in Denmark, and they'll take up to two days to get into position," mumbled Hall, "and they can't really do that discretely. What about Russia?"

"No word on when Great White can link up," another aide reported. "Forces in Finland are poised to continue their push east, but we still need to figure out how to move men and material across Poland quickly and quietly."

"And the Tartar situation?"

"It doesn't look good; engineering things we can still use Geminis, though. Since the main problem is just the cockpit interface, it might be possible to remodel Gemini cockpits to resemble and work like a Tartar's. That would be much quicker than refitting the suits themselves."

One of Hall's communications officers ran into the room. "Sir, activity detected in Egypt! There's been a massive electronic anomaly there!"

Hall turned his attention to the computer screens tracking nearby activity. "Cairo Base... that's not far from Suez. It's probably the Phoenix remnants using one of their EMPs again."

"We believe they're just attempting to cause chaos in the region now that their main force has been dispersed. It might buy us a little more time."

"That's good, but I'm worried if they're still using the same old tricks... it didn't take the Republic long to adjust to us when they were invading, and it's only a matter of time before they deploy a countermeasure. Surge protection or insulation... they'll need to be careful."

Mean while at HQ

"The EMP has been detected, phase one is almost complete, we must prepare phase two" general Triner told the phoenix council "begin as soon as possible, phase two is a key target" council woman Yuki told him as she reviewed phase two "we must move quickly before the republic knows whats going on" council woman Ramius told them, she was concerned at the speed of the operation "it will take them several days to reach phase two, so we must wait" councilmen La Flaga reminded them of.

"That's good, but I'm worried if they're still using the same old tricks... it didn't take the Republic long to adjust to us when they were invading, and it's only a matter of time before they deploy a countermeasure. Surge protection or insulation... they'll need to be careful."

((ooc: to late))

Colonel Gibbs read the report on the Cairo Attack and loss as his division crossed the indian ocean enrout to to the red sea and egypt "EMP..." he muttered to no one in particular "seems to be the tactic of choise..." that and shear brute force but numbers would win out... numbers always did even the strongest fighter with the biggest gun could be brought down if overwelmed and that was the republics specialty overwhelming force it was the reason the union had fallen so swiflty. the Asian Alliance didn't stand a chance once the redeployment from australia began in ernist.

The Terrorists on the otherhand... it was there gerulla(sp) nature that was there biggest strength without any actual location to assult the republic was at a dissadvantage but he ws a veteren of the Union campeign and was confident that he would suceed.

but back to the matter at hand , Colonel Gibbs hit the intercom "Dave Greene to my office"

several mintes later dave strode into the office "yeah boss"

"dave is ther anyway to heild the Mobile suits from an EMP?"

"oh sure boss just build a faraday cage around the vital components that and a copper-graphite sandwich plate should do the trick" dave didn't even have to think on that it sould have been done already in his mind but that was the military for you always cutting corners.

"get on it i wan't as many units sheilded as possable by the time we make Port and from there i want the rest sheilded before we move out"

"got yah pboss i'll get right on that" dave stoold and left without even being dismissed

if he wasn't so damn good at his job i'd discharge his ass"

(OOC: My bad, fixed up my previous post.)

Wolf Squadron slowly patrolled the gloomy mobile suit graveyard, looking around for anything interesting in the depressing place. Thankfully for the pilots, being inside mobile suits dampened the volume of the horrendous noise, so they could patrol the area in relative peace. The squad had split up into pairs, with one squad of three, and Lt. Iysenburg had specifically requested Dmitri to patrol with him.

As the two walked through the fields, Lt. Iysenburg commented on how the broken down mobile suits could tell so much.

“The stories they could tell, huh?” Dmitri thought aloud.

His mind wandered back to memories of his parents and of his childhood that was suddenly cut short. He reminisced for a minute or two and quickly snapped back into reality after hearing the lieutenant’s voice in the radio receiver.

“Dmitri, stay focused. I know there’s not much to do here but try and stay on task”

“Uh…right sir, my apologies.” After pausing for a few seconds, Dmitri spoke again. “About what you said earlier lieutenant…I think the past should stay in the past; if we are to stay strong we must look to the future. There’s no reason to dwell on the past if we have no power to change it, wouldn’t you agree sir?”

"Oh yes quite right quite right. dwelling on past mistakes will get you no where, but at the same time theres so much you can learn from it... why do you think millitary history is taught at the acadamy? certently not to give the teachers something else to bore the students with" Lt. Iysenburg chuckled "its by studying the past that we can plan for the future."

OOC: *waits for a cairo response*

Holland saw pilots running, all he did was knock the suits down and throw them behind him, far behind him as he went for the base. He had to follow orders and destroy the base nothing was to be left. The ship stayed back and was "collecting" the inactive republic suits for something. Holland reached the base and just stood there, he took aim with his weapons and fired from left to right.

As the fire came down on the base, Colonel Duong cursed, "Damn those terrorists! How many more situations can they exploit?!"
One of his followers asked, "Sir, We don't stand a chance against that thing! What do we do now?"
After some quick thinking, the Colonel gave out the plan, "We're going to split into different groups. We'll divide into four groups of eight to gather as much ground as possible. Once we reach outside the city limits, we can catch a ride out of the city and make a run for the nearest city to make a report to our fellow soldiers to take out the terrorists."
His men confirmed, "Understood sir."
Colonel Duong proclaimed, "Alright men, let's get out of this city successfully! The Republic will stand victorious!" The 32 men seperated and began to make their run for escaping from the city and hopefully into a new one where the Terrans could help their predicament...

Aegean

"The offensive plans are coming together," reported one of Hall's aides. "There are active cells in Marseilles and Nice ready to sabotage military installations there at any time."

"That's nice, but it doesn't help us," frowned Hall, looking at the European map spread on the table before them. "The French coast provides terribly few decent harbors, so a naval landing, even with insider help, would be difficult. In any case, the real problem are the constant raids on German territory. Any ideas for a ground-based assault?"

"Italy is friendly, but the mountains along the border make moving ground troops and mobile suits a problem..." the aide said. "Besides, we're not even sure that we'll get much support from the rest of Europe at this point; they're still rebuilding their forces and haven't committed anything."

"So we can really only count on Scandinavian forces in Denmark, and they'll take up to two days to get into position," mumbled Hall, "and they can't really do that discretely. What about Russia?"

"No word on when Great White can link up," another aide reported. "Forces in Finland are poised to continue their push east, but we still need to figure out how to move men and material across Poland quickly and quietly."

"And the Tartar situation?"

"It doesn't look good; engineering things we can still use Geminis, though. Since the main problem is just the cockpit interface, it might be possible to remodel Gemini cockpits to resemble and work like a Tartar's. That would be much quicker than refitting the suits themselves."

One of Hall's communications officers ran into the room. "Sir, activity detected in Egypt! There's been a massive electronic anomaly there!"

Hall turned his attention to the computer screens tracking nearby activity. "Cairo Base... that's not far from Suez. It's probably the Phoenix remnants using one of their EMPs again."

"We believe they're just attempting to cause chaos in the region now that their main force has been dispersed. It might buy us a little more time."

"That's good, but I'm worried if they're still using the same old tricks... it didn't take the Republic long to adjust to us when they were invading, and it's only a matter of time before they deploy a countermeasure. Surge protection or insulation... they'll need to be careful."

occ: no need to worry about Marsellies Dancougar, I conqured it recently....

French Countryside
Abandoned barn...
A group of 20 people were gathered in the old barn, it was the headquarters of the French Armed Resistance. Not much, but at least there was no detectibility from espionage. Suddenly, a radio tunned in.

"This is to FAR, block the main outlet, build a insulator to hold out the volts. The scissors will arrive after the outlet is secure. " A communications radio buzzed.

"Now, according to our radio friend over hear from the Euro Confederation, our next bold move is to capture the city of Le Harve at the mouth of the Le Siene." Frienze explaned, the FAR founder. "All we need to do is hold it long enough for the reinforcements from England to arrive, then we start a revolt along the river untill our goal is achieved."
" That would be quite risky, the Terra have gained strength and defense over the years that this resistance has been started." commented one of the counsel members.
"Yes, but one thing I have learned over the years is that even though the Terra think that the most unpredictable thing can happen. They have been overconfident and believe that the predictable will never happen, that we will never use a old fashioned move, but this will show them just how something so predictable as this can be used effectively," he said. "Rally our fellow bretheren, tell our thousands of other members that the sucess of this mission can liberate us once and for all!"

Belgium

The President was very busy today, incoming and outcoming letters, emails, and calls filled his office, about mission "pull the plug to the lights" was going to work. Apperently, the whole thing about capturing Le Harve was creating alot of commotion. It was time to consult one of his most trusted advisors....

Great White
"Hello?" Roland answered.
"Yes, Mr. Fespute, its me the president,"
"What do you need me for sir?" he asked.
"Since you are one of Europe's most skilled diplomat, Prime Minister, and tactician, you are going to draw up plans for the invasion force for operation "pull the plug to the lights". And as I assume you were fully prepared for this thing to happen, wern't you?"
"Yes sir, I have all the matierials needed for the planning of the operation,"
"Well, I must wish you good luck in the planning, all of free Europe is Counting on you and this operation. And look up to you and us for the future of the world. (;)) If anything were to happen to you, well.......I can't imagine that. But I leave in your hands now."
"Thank you sir," Roland replied.

And with that, he presumed to plan for the great opperation, maybe get advice from others along the way. But first he needed help.....maybe from the Oceanic Union and Scandinavia.

occ: decided to do a plot twist. Yay, make the thread even longer than it already needs to be! :D

occ: no need to worry about Marsellies Dancougar, I conqured it recently....

And with that, he presumed to plan for the great opperation, maybe get advice from others along the way. But first he needed help.....maybe from the Oceanic Union and Scandinavia.

occ: decided to do a plot twist. Yay, make the thread even longer than it already needs to be! :D

(OOC: Must have missed it, my bad. Plot twist good. All allies need to account for their stuff so we can actually launch this thing :-D)

Paris

The men in the corner of the bar hadn't budged for nearly two hours. Friends had come and gone, and after a few minutes of terse conversation in broken French, they were left to their drinks.

"So that's two more inside the base..." whispered the first. "So that's what, six suits we count on?"

"No, no, two were mechanics," the other corrected. "There's four pilots, and one of them has a command type."

"Any word when it's going down?"

"I hear the big push will be on the coast, and they'll work in from there... I don't know how well it's being coordinated with the main force out east."

"Well, damn, at least we managed to find some cells. This certainly makes the Admiral's job a little easier."

"I don't know if we'll be able to do more than cause a little panic... what about Sage's speech?"

"Don't know... but we'll be there."

Aegean

"We're starting to get some troop counts and starting points," reported one of Hall's aides.

"Good, we'll have to start putting things on the big map soon," Hall said, taking the clipboard from the aide. "So we have 500 Albatross and 800 Leatherbacks that can lead the push through Istanbul. The land force we're taking into the Black Sea will follow. 5000 Scandinavian suits in Greece... how many are staying behind?"

"Undecided.

"We have insiders in the city, correct?"

"Army of Islam, I believe, or comparable," replied the aide. "Scandinavian agents have confirmed the weapons delivery."

"Good. What's the situation in the north?"

"There are still 5000 Scandinavian mobile suits occupying a small area of Russia, and we don't know if any additional suits will be allocated for a second push. The rest of the eastern front is still a question mark... we don't know what we can get into Poland or where it should go."

"Get to work on that. I want to be marking up this map in a few hours!"

Great White

"Wireless communication confirmed," reported Rian, "message type is European diplomatic. It's probably Mr. Fespute in contact with his government again."

"Did something happen, I wonder?" said Simms. "There have been more messages passing between them since yesterday..."

"Sir," said Morris, "the people in the brig are getting a little agitated. Pierce in particular seems fairly distraught, and Kincaid's already rounded up a pretty vocal band."

"And it's only been a few hours..." muttered Simms. "Just keep telling them we're working on it. Any info from our two insiders?"

"No real giveaways," Morris replied.

"That's fine." He opened a channel. "Harris, what's going on with that training exercise? It's only been ten minutes and the forward deck is a mess!"

"You try being a god-damn turret, then!" yelled Adam, annoyed. "For every clean shot I get, that guy gets five!"

"We're trying!" yelled Nelson. A headache was starting to hum in the back of his head, which wasn't good. It was taking everything he had just to dodge Jacob's attacks, but in doing so he couldn't get in any of his own. He had a few splotches here and there from the first few minutes. Jaron's suit was a mess. "Jaron, try to head him off when he passes that ledge!"

"Every time you split the formation, he dances through and picks us off!" Adam said. "You gotta try something different, Nels!"

"I'm still trying to get this thing under control..." The Gundam's computer was taking in an enormous amount of data, and while it was able to keep up with Jacob's movements, it couldn't calculate anything else. Whenever he tried to think of attack patterns, he got a sharp pang that told him that there wasn't any power left for that.

Jacob bounced past and fired off another salvo. Nelson let his shield absorb the hit and fired back. His shots didn't lead the Terra nearly enough, and missed badly. He fired the thrusters and tried to mirror Jacob's movements. Somehow, he had to win control of the battle.

As the fire came down on the base, Colonel Duong cursed, "Damn those terrorists! How many more situations can they exploit?!"
One of his followers asked, "Sir, We don't stand a chance against that thing! What do we do now?"
After some quick thinking, the Colonel gave out the plan, "We're going to split into different groups. We'll divide into four groups of eight to gather as much ground as possible. Once we reach outside the city limits, we can catch a ride out of the city and make a run for the nearest city to make a report to our fellow soldiers to take out the terrorists."
His men confirmed, "Understood sir."
Colonel Duong proclaimed, "Alright men, let's get out of this city successfully! The Republic will stand victorious!" The 32 men seperated and began to make their run for escaping from the city and hopefully into a new one where the Terrans could help their predicament...

"General there making a run for it" Holland said over the radio "let them run we need some one else to know what kappend, besides we got the pictures we need, now load the supplies and lets move it" the general ordered Holland. Holland then began grabing supplies from the base that would soon be empty. It would take a little time but they would load everything the got onto the ship and head back to HQ to unload it. They would have to resort to some strange transport methods to get all the MS trapped to the ship but they would get them on. It would only take a short time, soon they would be gone like the wind.

Great White

"You try being a god-damn turret, then!" yelled Adam, annoyed. "For every clean shot I get, that guy gets five!"

"We're trying!" yelled Nelson. A headache was starting to hum in the back of his head, which wasn't good. It was taking everything he had just to dodge Jacob's attacks, but in doing so he couldn't get in any of his own. He had a few splotches here and there from the first few minutes. Jaron's suit was a mess. "Jaron, try to head him off when he passes that ledge!"

"Every time you split the formation, he dances through and picks us off!" Adam said. "You gotta try something different, Nels!"

"I'm still trying to get this thing under control..." The Gundam's computer was taking in an enormous amount of data, and while it was able to keep up with Jacob's movements, it couldn't calculate anything else. Whenever he tried to think of attack patterns, he got a sharp pang that told him that there wasn't any power left for that.

Jacob bounced past and fired off another salvo. Nelson let his shield absorb the hit and fired back. His shots didn't lead the Terra nearly enough, and missed badly. He fired the thrusters and tried to mirror Jacob's movements. Somehow, he had to win control of the battle.

As the practicing between the four pilots continued, Jacob could see that Nelson, Adam and Jaron were already struggling with trying to face Terra. Jacob's agility was surpassing all of them and still had more opportunity to attack.

Jacob thought to himself, "If only this weren't last minute practicing... I could let them get some free shots in..." He second guessed it though when he reminded himself, "They would obviously want to see everything Hades had to offer... Hades took every opportunity it could to get its way..." Jacob forced himself to continued taking that strategy.

He saw Nelson absorbed Jacobs blast with his shield and Jacob easily dodged the blast from Nelson's rifle. As Nelson fired his thrusters, Jacob began charging as well and closed Terra's left hand to immitate it had a beam sword activated. The problem though, was that the beam sword actually was activated, and Jacob realized this before he came within seconds of potentially slicing Nelson in half. As soon as he saw this, he thought fast and thrusted upwards to avoid getting even a scratch on Nelson. Hopefully something like this could be avoided next time...

The ship was packed up and was already heading back to base leaving behind a 100% empty republic base. On the hanger deck Holland got out of his suit after he got back on board "You think we over did it carrying so many republic MS?" he shouted to a mechanic "you mean straping them to the hull? maybe but if it works it works" the woman said "maybe so but its a little exsesive" Holland responded.

As the practicing between the four pilots continued, Jacob could see that Nelson, Adam and Jaron were already struggling with trying to face Terra. Jacob's agility was surpassing all of them and still had more opportunity to attack.

Jacob thought to himself, "If only this weren't last minute practicing... I could let them get some free shots in..." He second guessed it though when he reminded himself, "They would obviously want to see everything Hades had to offer... Hades took every opportunity it could to get its way..." Jacob forced himself to continued taking that strategy.

He saw Nelson absorbed Jacobs blast with his shield and Jacob easily dodged the blast from Nelson's rifle. As Nelson fired his thrusters, Jacob began charging as well and closed Terra's left hand to immitate it had a beam sword activated. The problem though, was that the beam sword actually was activated, and Jacob realized this before he came within seconds of potentially slicing Nelson in half. As soon as he saw this, he thought fast and thrusted upwards to avoid getting even a scratch on Nelson. Hopefully something like this could be avoided next time...

Jacob wasn't going to let him keep is distance, charging in with a mind for close combat. Nelson tensed as Jacob drew the saber in his left hand. Left hand, fine then, I'll... Before he could react, an extra burst of speed from the Terra brought it into attack posture. Nelson was struck by a powerful mental shock as the attack came in. Too fast! Nelson's saber was only about to power up when Jacob, fortunately, immediately evacuated to the airspace above him.

"... Are you trying to say that if this was an actual battle, I'd be dead?" he wondered aloud. Terra's movement was insane - at the last moment, the sudden lunge forward had thrown his system for a loop, and the computer had failed to predict the attack. As a double whammy, the system's rush to keep up distracted him from adjusting on his own.

"Nels, what the hell was that?" yelled Adam. "You were planning to draw before he got to you, right?"

He's so fast when he attacks... I have to predict his move an extra one and a half seconds ahead... He shook off the previous move and gave chase, firing a burst of paint rounds to force Jacob to bounce to the sides, hopefully slowing him down a bit. I need to concentrate harder and process what's happening...

"You can't catch him like that," said Adam, firing a handful of shots into the air. "He's faster than you! Have Jaron come around or something!"

The initial push is critical, his attack is essentially determined by how he focuses the energy... so if the computer can calculate just the possibilities, I can respond faster... but my intuition has to be... He fired another burst. "Hey, Terra! I bet you can't do that again!" he taunted.

"Nels, what are you doing?!"

"That's a pretty lethal attack you've got there, but what good if you're going to fly out of the way?" he continued. "Try it again. But this time..." He gripped the controls tightly and tried to ignore the dull pain that was growing stronger in his mind. "... I'll turn it on you!" The timing is critical... before his thrust, I need to get inside, and then... tap. If he could get the hilt of his beam saber into Jacob's grill, it would be his victory. But he only had one shot.

(OOC: Must have missed it, my bad. Plot twist good. All allies need to account for their stuff so we can actually launch this thing :-D)

Great White

"Wireless communication confirmed," reported Rian, "message type is European diplomatic. It's probably Mr. Fespute in contact with his government again."

"Did something happen, I wonder?" said Simms. "There have been more messages passing between them since yesterday..."

"Sir," said Morris, "the people in the brig are getting a little agitated. Pierce in particular seems fairly distraught, and Kincaid's already rounded up a pretty vocal band."

"And it's only been a few hours..." muttered Simms. "Just keep telling them we're working on it. Any info from our two insiders?"

"No real giveaways," Morris replied.

"That's fine." He opened a channel. "Harris, what's going on with that training exercise? It's only been ten minutes and the forward deck is a mess!"


occ: its okay, I sneeked it into the thread while on the way to The Twilight Pheonix. Yes, a definite good laugh :D

Roland approched the brefing room, and stepped inside and looked at the men at the table (or whatever you have....).

"Gentlemen, Europe asks a favor of you, because we need your help."

The initial push is critical, his attack is essentially determined by how he focuses the energy... so if the computer can calculate just the possibilities, I can respond faster... but my intuition has to be... He fired another burst. "Hey, Terra! I bet you can't do that again!" he taunted.

"Nels, what are you doing?!"

"That's a pretty lethal attack you've got there, but what good if you're going to fly out of the way?" he continued. "Try it again. But this time..." He gripped the controls tightly and tried to ignore the dull pain that was growing stronger in his mind. "... I'll turn it on you!" The timing is critical... before his thrust, I need to get inside, and then... tap. If he could get the hilt of his beam saber into Jacob's grill, it would be his victory. But he only had one shot.

"Nelson, what are you-" But before Jacob could finish his question, Nelson shut off the link between him and Jacob. "He truly wants to try it again..." Jacob thought to himself. It seemed obvious that he couldn't convince Nelson to think a second time about what he wanted, but it was questionable if Nelson would be able to do anything in response to Jacob's attack.

Deciding it was impossible to avoid, Jacob formed his beam sword again and made a dash towards Nelson. Hopefully, Nelson would be able to think of something before getting too close...

occ: its okay, I sneeked it into the thread while on the way to The Twilight Pheonix. Yes, a definite good laugh :D

Roland approched the brefing room, and stepped inside and looked at the men at the table (or whatever you have....).

"Gentlemen, Europe asks a favor of you, because we need your help."

Simms had left Morris in charge on the bridge when the diplomats requested a meeting. With only a few hours remaining until they reached the target area, anything that needed to get done had to get done quickly. Only a few additional officers were available to join him, as preparations were being made all over the ship for the black Gundam's reappearance.

"The reason we came this far was to help," Simms assured him, "although the situation right now is making it difficult. Admiral Hall hasn't been contacting us with updates, so we're not sure if something has happened or if they're blacking out for an operation. I'm guessing an operation is close... is there something we'll be able to do once we complete this mission?"

He had to be confident of success. But could they really offer anyone hope beyond today?

"Nelson, what are you-" But before Jacob could finish his question, Nelson shut off the link between him and Jacob. "He truly wants to try it again..." Jacob thought to himself. It seemed obvious that he couldn't convince Nelson to think a second time about what he wanted, but it was questionable if Nelson would be able to do anything in response to Jacob's attack.

Deciding it was impossible to avoid, Jacob formed his beam sword again and made a dash towards Nelson. Hopefully, Nelson would be able to think of something before getting too close...

"You're crazy!" cried Adam. "Get out of there! Jaron, try to stop them..."

"The Terra and the black Gundam aren't machines you can beat by taking your time!" Nelson yelled back as he charged.

"You don't have a chance, man!"

"Chances are what we make of them!!" Nelson said, grinning madly as Jacob approached. It's true what you told me, Adam... I earned my wings by reading opponents and making them do as I wanted. But these Gundams... Tong... Jacob... you won't bend unless I really make you. He narrowed his focus onto the Terra and tuned everything else out. The pain in his head was growing, but he could see attacks forming. If I'm the decision-maker in the system, then I should be able to determine what gets calculated, too... how I concentrate guides the computer, not the other way around...

Precious tenths of seconds... the most probable attacks were lateral strikes. A vertical chop could be sidestepped easily, and as the angle of the attack came closer to horizontal, the fewer paths out there were. Sidestepping will only put you into another part of the blade. The only really viable options were sudden accelerations at right angles to get out of the path entirely, but that would black him out. There had to be another option.

Precious tenths of seconds... Half second to impulse, he swoops in, he strikes... His brain burned. And in a flash he saw it...

Jacob made his cut. He grimaced as beam hit metal and cleaved through... but a warning siren was flashing.

Precious tenths of seconds. The saber was cutting through Nelson's flight back. He had rolled the unit and done an arcing jump over the cut, allowing him to conserve his forward momentum. How the hell... that wasn't possible! No man could have reacted like that!

Nelson's brain was on fire. He smiled as he passed out, clawing desperately at his controls to ram the hilt of his unactivated saber into whatever part of Jacob's Gundam he could reach...

Genoa

"If you're going to be serious about attacking them, I'm saying there are easier ways than going over the mountains..."

"What I don't understand, signore, is where all of these magical boats of yours are going to come from. We don't have the resources to..."

"This isn't just about Italy! If the Terrans get a stronger foothold in France, how long until the rest of Europe falls? They're destabilizing the entire region. If they take Germany, too, then they'll..."

"We're aware of the situation."

"And I'm saying if you reach out, the support will be there. We're going to strike in the east, but we need to be working together, here. We have to hit them as much as we can, as fast as we can. Right in the gut, too, right across the border. Ask Spain or Greece, or anyone in the Mediterranean right now, and they'll find a way."

"But what then? What after we land in Marseilles?"

Lyon

"Ten thousand just to get this online?"

"You can do it, right?"

"For ten thousand, I'll even lend my good name to it."

"No need to go that far, the last thing we want is for you to get arrested for..."

"I said my good name, not my real one."

"Right..."

"I love seeing the Union alive and kicking, but you guys need to liven it up if you want a serious response to this truth... you've seen that Ray Out thing, right? The truth can be pretty sexy."

"This is the way we know how to do things."

"I'm not saying it's wrong, I'm saying you're only going to get so much support doing it the old fashioned way..."

"I definatly think we took to much" Holland said "will you quit saying that Holland" Luna said to him as she walked over "we need materials, so we take there suits and turn them into ours" she added. Holland looked over at her "Maybe so but I wonder why such a rush to get them?" he then asked "no idea" she replied as they walked to the far side of the hanger.

Washington D.C.

"So hows the chicken coup doing?" a man asked as he walked up to the window. A young woman lowered a pair of binoculars and looked at the man "It's all quiet, with the Alpha chicken out of town every one is just sitting around as normal" she told him "Alright, well I'm going to make a milkshake want one?" he asked "sure, thanks" she replied.

Hong Kong

"Status?" a man asked "Flower is still there and pumping out pollen" another man answered "keep a eye on it, we have to report in tomorrow" the first man said "Vary well, not much to watch though" the second man said as they both sat in the small hunting shack.

Vancover

"How is fish trap doing?" a woman asked as she sipped a cup of coffee "Fish are coming in as usual, nothing special coming in either" a second woman told her. She looked out the window "still volume has gone up for some reason so we need to keep a eye on it" she told her.

OOC: oooo the undercover intelligence game :P

(OOC: Gone until Friday *insert sad face*)

"You're crazy!" cried Adam. "Get out of there! Jaron, try to stop them..."

"The Terra and the black Gundam aren't machines you can beat by taking your time!" Nelson yelled back as he charged.

"You don't have a chance, man!"

"Chances are what we make of them!!" Nelson said, grinning madly as Jacob approached. It's true what you told me, Adam... I earned my wings by reading opponents and making them do as I wanted. But these Gundams... Tong... Jacob... you won't bend unless I really make you. He narrowed his focus onto the Terra and tuned everything else out. The pain in his head was growing, but he could see attacks forming. If I'm the decision-maker in the system, then I should be able to determine what gets calculated, too... how I concentrate guides the computer, not the other way around...

Precious tenths of seconds... the most probable attacks were lateral strikes. A vertical chop could be sidestepped easily, and as the angle of the attack came closer to horizontal, the fewer paths out there were. Sidestepping will only put you into another part of the blade. The only really viable options were sudden accelerations at right angles to get out of the path entirely, but that would black him out. There had to be another option.

Precious tenths of seconds... Half second to impulse, he swoops in, he strikes... His brain burned. And in a flash he saw it...

Jacob made his cut. He grimaced as beam hit metal and cleaved through... but a warning siren was flashing.

Precious tenths of seconds. The saber was cutting through Nelson's flight back. He had rolled the unit and done an arcing jump over the cut, allowing him to conserve his forward momentum. How the hell... that wasn't possible! No man could have reacted like that!

Nelson's brain was on fire. He smiled as he passed out, clawing desperately at his controls to ram the hilt of his unactivated saber into whatever part of Jacob's Gundam he could reach...

The hilt of Nelson's saber hit Terra in the back. If the saber was activated, there was a chance Jacob would be dead now. Jacob opened a comm line with Nelson saying, "Good work Nelson... Nelson?" Jacob then noticed that Nelson had passed out during the strike. The action had likely taken much more effort than the normal human body could dish out, and it was understandable for Nelson to be so stressed.

It was odd though, Jacob had piloted Terra several times, and from what he remembered, he wouldn't feel any pressure until after Terra deactivated. Was something different operating within Terra?

Jacob caught Nelson's mobile suit as soon as it stopped moving. He asked Adam, "Where should I land Nelson?"

(OOC: Aaaaah thread deadlock, sorry sorry)

The hilt of Nelson's saber hit Terra in the back. If the saber was activated, there was a chance Jacob would be dead now. Jacob opened a comm line with Nelson saying, "Good work Nelson... Nelson?" Jacob then noticed that Nelson had passed out during the strike. The action had likely taken much more effort than the normal human body could dish out, and it was understandable for Nelson to be so stressed.

It was odd though, Jacob had piloted Terra several times, and from what he remembered, he wouldn't feel any pressure until after Terra deactivated. Was something different operating within Terra?

Jacob caught Nelson's mobile suit as soon as it stopped moving. He asked Adam, "Where should I land Nelson?"

"Bring him back down the hanger A," radioed Mervin. "Let's end there for today, guys, we need some time to tidy up before we meet the black one." He was just as worried about repairing the damage to Rangipapa as he was about Nelson... there had been a massive spike in the beta system's output right before the final attack, and that was probably as responsible for his blacking out as the maneuver itself, which had still required a massive change in direction to pull off. So there really is an incredible power gap between those two units and the rest... it takes extreme strain and luck just to land a single hit.

"How the hell..." Adam muttered as his mobile suit was brought in. "He actually did it..."

Zagros

The beacon was in place, but the black Gundam was making no effort to remove it or prevent Star from setting it up. Perhaps it knew something they didn't, or honestly didn't care... either way, it was the fifth day now. Something was going to give.

Zagros

The beacon was in place, but the black Gundam was making no effort to remove it or prevent Star from setting it up. Perhaps it knew something they didn't, or honestly didn't care... either way, it was the fifth day now. Something was going to give.

Star had gone all calm and quiet wich given her vocal nature was compleatly out of characture but at the same time was compleatly incharacture as it was all related to her anger towards the Hades. she was begining to doubt there was even i pilot in it.

if the republic had finaly managed to perfect an AI they where all doomed because not only would the republic not have to worry about pilots anymore but none of the vids boded well for AI... esspecialy millitart baised ones. she hoped she was wrong and it was just some insaine pilot who could sit for 5 days strait

OOC: hey Brazilam whats up with sage these days? he dropped off the radar :P

"I wonder why HQ wanted so many suits, I mean I know we take them apart melt them down and make them into new suits for us, but why do we need so many?" Holland asked Luna as they walked down the hall "I don't know probably that operation there planning to happen in a few weeks seems there using the standard shock and awe attack" she replied.

OOC: hey Brazilam whats up with sage these days? he dropped off the radar :P

OOC: Hope this answers your question.

IC:

Terran High Command Meeting Board

"You mean to say he has authorized one?" General Marcus Grey questioned. High Command was meeting again through holograms, and learned that President Sage was planning for a new offensive on the Twilight Phoenix.
General Jefferson Croton confirmed, "Yes. The President has authorized a series of Alpha Strikes on the city of Cairo."
General Lake questioned, "Why is the President allowing this? He hasn't called for any Alpha Strikes before."
General Cornell told him, "I believe it has to do with our full control of Earth Space. Attacking before would have resulted in a battle with our enemies, but now without any to worry about, we are free to attack whoever and whenever we wish."
General Ming Wei told added, "Doing so in a battle would result in possible casualties for our forces. This however is a perfect time to attack."
General Grey continued to ask, "But do we not have forces that could have possibly been captured by the terrorists still within the city?"
General Crofton explained, "There are indeed, but the President has said to pay them no mind. It is for the best that we destroy the terrorists in any way possible. Besides, the Communication Filter will broadcast it as a Terrorist Bombing of the City anyway."
General Miroslav agreed, "Yes, it worked with the Suez base, it will easily work with this one. My only concern is what the President will do once the city has been destroyed?"
General Crofton told him, "He says he has plans for the city once the war is over. We must take his word for it."
General Waylon Salal told them all, "Very well then. I shall call for all ships to fire Alpha Strikes on the city..."

Message to all Terran Space-Warships with Egypt on radar

General Waylon Salal broadcasted the message telling all Space Captains, "The President has called for a seires of Alpha Strikes on the city of Cairo. This must be done to ensure that the terrorists are all wiped out. All ships with Cairo on the radar must comply with this message. Do not hesitate to destroy any important buildings this time, as we know they will simply destroy them anyway."

As soon as the ships heard this message, they all fired upon the city of Cairo. Soon the city would be nothing more than a mere memory once the ships were done with it...

"Bring him back down the hanger A," radioed Mervin. "Let's end there for today, guys, we need some time to tidy up before we meet the black one." He was just as worried about repairing the damage to Rangipapa as he was about Nelson... there had been a massive spike in the beta system's output right before the final attack, and that was probably as responsible for his blacking out as the maneuver itself, which had still required a massive change in direction to pull off. So there really is an incredible power gap between those two units and the rest... it takes extreme strain and luck just to land a single hit.

"How the hell..." Adam muttered as his mobile suit was brought in. "He actually did it..."

Zagros

The beacon was in place, but the black Gundam was making no effort to remove it or prevent Star from setting it up. Perhaps it knew something they didn't, or honestly didn't care... either way, it was the fifth day now. Something was going to give.

Great White

Jacob followed Mervin's orders and began to fly towards the hangar. Jaron was amazed by what happened. Both Jacob and Nelson's Gundams moved at such amazing speeds, it was unlike anything he would have ever imagined. The Republic had several powerful weapons at its disposal, and it was very understandable how Nelson was taken to such extremes in just being able to touch Jacob.

As the four mobile suits set foot into the Great White, Jacob sat the Rangipapa upright and exited the Terra. As soon as Jacob exited the Terra, the headache fell upon him like a set of bricks. He could only wonder if perhaps there was something similar happening to Nelson during the battle...

Zagros Mountains

The fifth day had dawned at long last. Now it was only a matter of time before Hades made the decision to spare the two female pilots or crush them under its heel. The Terra Gundam only had until the sunset of today before that decision would be made...

(OOC: Quick question on alpha strikes, I forgot how those work... energy-based or projectile-based?)

Great White

Jacob followed Mervin's orders and began to fly towards the hangar. Jaron was amazed by what happened. Both Jacob and Nelson's Gundams moved at such amazing speeds, it was unlike anything he would have ever imagined. The Republic had several powerful weapons at its disposal, and it was very understandable how Nelson was taken to such extremes in just being able to touch Jacob.

As the four mobile suits set foot into the Great White, Jacob sat the Rangipapa upright and exited the Terra. As soon as Jacob exited the Terra, the headache fell upon him like a set of bricks. He could only wonder if perhaps there was something similar happening to Nelson during the battle...

Support crews were standing by the help Jacob and Nelson, but Jacob tried to shrug it off. Smelling salts were needed to bring Nelson back, and he, too, struggled to get out of his cockpit. Adam and Jaron cringed... something wasn't right with those monster mobile suits. Would they kill their own pilots?

Mervin was going over the Rangipapa's battle data. For a brief moment, Nelson's output had eclipsed Jacob's. While it was theoretically possible, he'd never expected to see it. Complete control over this interval; he was guiding the computation and the decision making, thought Mervin. That's exactly what needs to happen. But this is the first time he's used it like that, so it's going to hurt more than usual... he wasn't showing signs of serious fatigue until then, which is good. Of course, he had to consider that Jacob wasn't using all of his combat options. Then again, could he have done something in the final rush, where each pilot had been acting in subsecond intervals... In any case, with that kind of power, they'd be untouchable against normal pilots.

But they still had work to do. Rangipapa didn't have the kind of raw combat power as the Terra did, so it needed tactical supremacy. This would require Nelson to use the system for long durations, which meant his stamina had to improve. It had been since the beginning, but spurts like the one used against Jacob would deplete him instantly. Jacob didn't seem to have any problems while using the Terra, and its firepower was devestating, but he suffered the ill-effects of the control system after battle; it followed that the longer he used it, the worse he would be at the end.

Rangipapa gives negative feedback to the pilot during use, thought Mervin, and the effects on Nelson's mind are visible immediately. It gives him a good sense of his limits. The Terra, on the other hand, supports the pilot during battle and leaves the mind to recover on its own afterwards... It might be too easy to overdo it. I still need to study this mental phenomenon more before I can find some way to cushion the damage...

(OOC: Quick question on alpha strikes, I forgot how those work... energy-based or projectile-based?)

OOC: An Alpha Strike works like this: The Warships in Space use energy base weapons since projectiles are less reliable to hit the target from space. How the ships attack in an Alpha Strike is that they fire all of their cannons at one time, thus resulting in a powerful attack, but builds up the ships heat levels to a fairly high level. When a ship perfoms one, it takes about three hours to cool down to a tollerable level to do another one.

OOC: Funny how republic actions are my biggest recruiting tool

Cairo

A Phoenix agent in cairo was sitting by his radio when the city errupted with explosions. He quickly got on the radio "HQ Cairo is being bombarded, I am pulling out" he quickly said before activating a explosive to destroy the radio and everything in the room and getting the hell out. when he got to street level people were in a panic "Every one RUN! GET OUT OF THE CITY!" he yelled out as he began running. Explosions all around he ran with the citizens of the city, he saw a small child who looked lost, he saw the building above explode and a piece of debris was about to fall on the kid.

He quickly ran and grabbed the kid and continued running, saving the kids life. he and thousands more kept running to escape but with every explosion more people died. The agent managed to escape out of the city because he was near the edge of the city. People began to gather in the hills as more joined them every minute, but as time passed less and less people were coming out of the city, it was a massacure thousands lived in the city and thousands died and more were lying in the streets and under rubble injured and dieing.

Petrie Class

"Only a hour or so left untill we get back to base now" the captain told general Triner "vary good, I don't feel right drinking instant coffee" Triner told the captain "I hear you sir" he responded.

Aegean

Warning sirens blared and operators were quickly at their consoles. "Orbital strike detected! It's not here!"

"Find out the impact zone. Alert the admiral!"

Admiral Hall was interrupted by a frantic report. He read the document. After wiping the sweat off his brow, he tossed it on the table in disgust. "There are two holes in Egypt," he muttered. "It's really just about results, isn't it. I bet they'll blame this on the Phoenix, too."

"Sir, if Sage is willing to carry out orbital strikes against the Twilight Phoenix, it's only a matter of time before he uses that power to reduce the rest of Europe."

"He knows that he'll produce more fear than hatred this way," Hall agreed. "No amount of retaliation can make up for their dominance in space." He turned to one of his aides. "What's the status of our teams in France?"

"Sage and the Chancellor have disappeared," the aide reported. "They were in Paris, but have likely moved in secret to a secure location."

"We're out of time, then," Hall said. "We can't wait for the Great White and the Gundam team. We need to strike Russia while there's still a chance of restoring them. Notify the European leaders that we intend to move on Istanbul, and have our sweeper groups in France stand by."

"Sir, with all due respect, a decision to launch before we're ready would be catastrop..."

"I'm aware that moving now sacrifices vital preparation time," Hall began, "but Sage has just demonstrated that he's going to play his whole hand for total victory. They've already destroyed Helsinki and Cairo. Sydney and Melbourne. How many more great cities will burn before he's satisfied?" The deck was silent.

"Forward Leatherbacks and submarines can launch in two hours," a hand finally affirmed. "We will attempt to contact guerrillas within the city and organize raids on their bases. If we reduce the number of mobile suits they can launch, it will increase the chance of success..."

Roland had heard all of the commotion, and was quick in summing up his case.

"We need some of your men to help one of the French resistants groups in Le Harve, which is less than a hundred miles from Paris, once the city has been captured, we will move into Paris, and liberate the French people so we can consentrate on bigger affairs, like Istanbul and Russia. If we don't take France now, we won't be able to help you in your mission against Turkey and Russia. We also need a team to help out in our forces in Marsellies to capture the countryside...."

In his mind, Roland shuttered to think of what city was next, the thought of liberating Paris and then watching it go to flames was a sight that he couldn't bear to see.

Aegean

Warning sirens blared and operators were quickly at their consoles. "Orbital strike detected! It's not here!"

"Find out the impact zone. Alert the admiral!"

Admiral Hall was interrupted by a frantic report. He read the document. After wiping the sweat off his brow, he tossed it on the table in disgust. "There are two holes in Egypt," he muttered. "It's really just about results, isn't it. I bet they'll blame this on the Phoenix, too."

"Sir, if Sage is willing to carry out orbital strikes against the Twilight Phoenix, it's only a matter of time before he uses that power to reduce the rest of Europe."

"He knows that he'll produce more fear than hatred this way," Hall agreed. "No amount of retaliation can make up for their dominance in space." He turned to one of his aides. "What's the status of our teams in France?"

"Sage and the Chancellor have disappeared," the aide reported. "They were in Paris, but have likely moved in secret to a secure location."

"We're out of time, then," Hall said. "We can't wait for the Great White and the Gundam team. We need to strike Russia while there's still a chance of restoring them. Notify the European leaders that we intend to move on Istanbul, and have our sweeper groups in France stand by."

"Sir, with all due respect, a decision to launch before we're ready would be catastrop..."

"I'm aware that moving now sacrifices vital preparation time," Hall began, "but Sage has just demonstrated that he's going to play his whole hand for total victory. They've already destroyed Helsinki and Cairo. Sydney and Melbourne. How many more great cities will burn before he's satisfied?" The deck was silent.

"Forward Leatherbacks and submarines can launch in two hours," a hand finally affirmed. "We will attempt to contact guerrillas within the city and organize raids on their bases. If we reduce the number of mobile suits they can launch, it will increase the chance of success..."

Stockholm House of Representatives
The Representatives, along with King Ragnvald IV, were now talking about the recent attack on the cty of Cairo. So far, the ruling was that the Scandinavian forces should strike into Russia and as soon as possible.
The Finnish Representative began by saying, "If I must say so my lord, it is about time that we begin a strike on the Terrans."
The Norwegian Representative added, "Yes, we can no longer wait to meet with the terms of the Europeans. Doing so will only keep us from obtaining any advantage over the Republic we can possibly gain."
The Swedish Representative questioned, "But you heard what the reports say. If Sage is capable of firing upon the Earth with such force, how can we say that any strikes would be futile to averting our destruction?"
King Ragnvald IV answered saying, "So far, Sage has only destroyed cities out of attempts to destroy the resistance. I don't know if we will save ourselves from destruction, but it is at least better than living in fear of it possibly happening."
The Danish Representative asked the King, "Very well then my lord. When shall we strike?"
King Ragnvald IV answered, "We will strike as soon as all home squadrons are available."
The Finnish Representative added, "The attacks will begin soon my lord. I do hope the attacks bring us some results..."

Terran Press Release
Twilight Phoenix Demonstrates Its Destructive Nature

Today is a tragic one for the citizens of Cairo. Just days after the Twilight Phoenix was driven out of the Suez encampment, the same terrorists moved in to destroy a city home to 21 million people. In a cold-blodded act, an estimated 10.3 million innocent people were killed in a seires of orchastrated explosions in the city.

Vice President Maynerd Caedmon, speaking for President Brendon Sage, has commented, "This further demonstrates the lengths the terrorists in Egypt are willing to go to, just to simply undermind the Republic's desire to obtaining world peace and unity." Many citizens in Africa alone agree. According to a recent poll, approximately 98% of all citizens have an "unfavorable" opinion of the Twilight Phoenix. That's up 20% just before the recent bombings.

Our great leaders have promised us today however, that there is hope for the noble desires of the Republic. Terran High Command has sent out special attack forces to hunt down the remnants of the Twilight Phoenix, and will not stop at anything to ensure a world of Order and Unity is made possible for all humans on Earth.

As the bombardment stopped and the dust cleared a cold scilence went across the desert "Any one able to move come on!" the agent yelled as he began running down the hill of sand towards the city. Many people began to follow as they rushed to find survivors. He ran right into the debris hearing people screaming for help "don't worry were going to get you out of here
he said as he began digging. After moving a large steal beam with the help of several other people he saw a young woman most likely in her late teens bleeding from her head shoulder and leg "give me a hand" he asked one of the men with him.

The two lifted the woman out and the agent took off his jacket and wraped it around her, a tatoo on his arm clearly showed he was with TP. A reporter who escaped and came to help took a picture of the agent pulling the woman out of the rubble amung other pictures of the aftermath of the attack. Not far from the agent a man pulled his injured daughter and dead wife from the rubble. He broke down crying over her body and asking "why god, why?" before long his anger boiled over against the republic "Those bastards! Sage promised unity and he only brings death!" he screamed. All the other people could do was shed a tear and go back to the rescue effort. Tensions were high and the only one to blame was the republic.

Omega High Security facility - Florida

500feet below the city of Tampa lies a masive facility. the surface level entrences disguised as random buildings... some office towers some wharehouses a private school and several upscale residences each depending on who was being admited but it was the underwater entrance that saw the most traffic as submarines offloaded batches of prisioners from newly the newly conquered ocenic union as well as the ocasional one from other regions, there had even been a half dosin trucks from the Orlando Space port bringing some in from the conquered colonies.

Dr. Maranda Gothart watched as the curent batch was being offloaded from the sub they looked as ragtag as the rest all did as they where brought in but it was nothing a shower and a hot meal wouldn't cure. she looked areound at the 24 guards ringing the dockng bay there gins trained on the "prisioners"

"How many in this batch?" she asked an aid

there was a quick taping on his data pad before he answered "theres 29 adults aged 20 to 73. 14 male and 15 female. there is also 16 youths aged 6 to 17" acouple more taps "5 female 11 male"

"always so analitical Benjamen"

"the facts are the facts"

she walked out to the ledge overlooking the docking bay. there was no dirent path upto the walk way without going through a pair of locked doors. infact the design of the entire underground complex was such as to make escape imposable without direct help from an outside source. they had taken every precaution imagenible givin there "guests" intelegence.

"Ladies and gentalmen welcome to your new home" she began in a plesent voice "we understand the suffering the folly your nations leadership has put you through and we only hope to make your stay here as plesent as posable. to this end we ask that you follow afew simple rules that will help maintain your own comfort aswell as ours and that of the other guests of our facility. also note any disruptive behaviour well result in disiplinary action.

try not to think of yourselves as prisioners of the republic insted think of yourselfs as honoured guestes of the republic and know that you will one day shape the future" she finished her welcoming speach and re entered the command tower for the dock as the "guests" where led into the bowels of the complex.

Terran Press Release
[B]Twilight Phoenix Demonstrates Its Destructive Nature

Today is a tragic one for the citizens of Cairo. Just days after the Twilight Phoenix was driven out of the Suez encampment, the same terrorists moved in to destroy a city home to 21 million people. In a cold-blodded act, an estimated 10.3 million innocent people were killed in a seires of orchastrated explosions in the city.

Vice President Maynerd Caedmon, speaking for President Brendon Sage, has commented, "This further demonstrates the lengths the terrorists in Egypt are willing to go to, just to simply undermind the Republic's desire to obtaining world peace and unity." Many citizens in Africa alone agree. According to a recent poll, approximately 98% of all citizens have an "unfavorable" opinion of the Twilight Phoenix. That's up 20% just before the recent bombings.

Our great leaders have promised us today however, that there is hope for the noble desires of the Republic. Terran High Command has sent out special attack forces to hunt down the remnants of the Twilight Phoenix, and will not stop at anything to ensure a world of Order and Unity is made possible for all humans on Earth.

"This is a complete fabrication! Get Stoner! If they wanna play dirty they better get ready to get sand in there faces, can you get me live video feed, if we are going to do this lets do it right!" General Triner yelled as they scrambled to counter the tarren press release. Messages were sent to the field and it just so happend that the reporter in cairo had a camera crew with him. A second field agent showed up with a radio and they arranged the live uplink.

The Phoenix would fight back claws open against this "Talho, Holland, you two are green just say when" Stoner said "do it" Talho said. A Signal was sent out from remote stations inturupting the tarren press release as the image of Talho Yuki and Holland Novak showed on the screen. The people of the world would most likely be expecting a claim of responsibility, they were in for a shock.

Talho in a calm, relaxing, and plesent tone spoke first "People of the world, some of you see this tarren press release and think we are terrorists, infact the republic has been telling you we are, however this is one of many lies. We are not terrorists, we are a orginized Militia of freedom fighters, brought together by the fact that we do not with to rule or be ruled, we just want to live in freedom. Another lie of the Republic is that we attack civilians, One of our founding principles is to never attack defencless citizens of the world" she stopped as it switched to live feed from cairo and Holland Novak began to speak.


"This work was not done by us, We have nothing that can do damage on this massive of a scale, the only thing that could do it was this" the camera switched to stock feed of the bombardment coming down on the city "This is video of the tarren space fleet bombarding the city of cairo the footage only lasted several seconds as the camera crew along with the entire cities population had to run" he said as the footage went back to the live of people being rescued, The TP agents then passed the screen helping the young woman to a strecher with there tatoos clearly visable, bleeding people crying people, the man cursing the republic as he cried over his dead wife.

OOC: its being sent by land lines so it can't be blocked so its all over the world now

Hurghada Millitary Port

the port had exploded with activity as the 11th fleat with Colonel Gibbs division made port and began disembarking and reasembling just outside of the city they made no attempt to hide there actions Gibbs wanted the Twilight pheonix to know they where here and with what numbers

Gibbs knew that a direct attack wouldnt work that had been proven twice already the emp sheilding had been installed on some of mobile suits enrout but the rest would be done before moving out

it was only a matter of time now... as soon as the upgrades where compleat the mobile suits would move out but the squads of infantry had already begun moving carrying passive scanners concealed in there packs the scanners where linked to the command post and where tuned to pick up all known radio frequencies not to decode them judt to triangulate there oragen it was a time consuming process which is why it haddent been done before... but Gibbs had time... he had lots of time...

((ooc: spit break please note there passive scanners so there not giving off any signals))

OOC: you'll find it came from a town relativly far from HQ

OOC: you'll find it came from a town relativly far from HQ

((ooc:distance and direction from cairo... i know where i am and where cairo is need to know if my troops have gone far enough))

OOC: the network i use was designed by Mayrin it runs south about 200km then east to a small town near the coast. The entire line is a complex mixture of wireless and ground fiber optic lines, it would take some time to trace.

OOC: the network i use was designed by Mayrin it runs south about 200km then east to a small town near the coast. The entire line is a complex mixture of wireless and ground fiber optic lines, it would take some time to trace.

((ooc:right on my doorstep... and you cant possably convince me your mobile camera crews are pluged directly into that line... there are signals out there besides... that just covers africa and possablr europe asia and the rest of the contenent the amaricas the old Oceanic union and other such places would seem to be out of reach. don't get me wrong your plan is definatly a good one but every plan has a flaw...))

"Sarg..."
"yes private"
"i'm getting... something..."
"care to be more specific Private" the sargen haulted his troops as the Private pressed his earpeice to his ear and looked more closerat he hand held display.
"there it is again" he pointed at the faiding echo on the screen
"what do we got private"
"i can't be certain sarg its the wrong wave length to be radio... infact i'm supised we are picking it up at all... if i didn't know any better i'd swear it was a digital signal from a wireless device..."
"i thought they where designed to filter those out?"another soldier asked
"they are wich makes me wounder if its not something else."
"Corpral get command on the horn... lets call this one in" the squads sargent orderd
"Command this is gamma delta ninner-oh-two come in"
"Gamma Delta ninner-oh-two this is command go ahead"
"Command we're picking up an odd signal coming from the village of Ras Gharib"
"what kind of signal?"
"thats just it we aren't sure... we're sending you the data now"
"copy that Gamma Delta ninner-oh-two hold position and wait for instructions"
"Roger that Gamma Delta ninner-oh-two out"
"well boys you heard him pull up a seat... i guess now is a good a time as any from some grub"

OOC: its being sent by land lines so it can't be blocked so its all over the world now

(OOC: Since you're a friendly, I'm not going to argue how wrong that statement is. Except this time Mervin and Tom aren't going to discuss how to do it :-P)

OOC: yes please dont :P lets call it "smart planning" and correct the camera crew is not plugged into one but it is sending out a high power wireless signal to the nearest station. OH and the broadcast is now over so and wireless transmissions have stopped transmitting

Roland had heard all of the commotion, and was quick in summing up his case.

"We need some of your men to help one of the French resistants groups in Le Harve, which is less than a hundred miles from Paris, once the city has been captured, we will move into Paris, and liberate the French people so we can consentrate on bigger affairs, like Istanbul and Russia. If we don't take France now, we won't be able to help you in your mission against Turkey and Russia. We also need a team to help out in our forces in Marsellies to capture the countryside...."

In his mind, Roland shuttered to think of what city was next, the thought of liberating Paris and then watching it go to flames was a sight that he couldn't bear to see.

"This is something that will have to be coordinated with the Admiral and his general staff," Simms said. "The current plan of action, I believe, was to focus our hardware in the east and provide commando assistance in the west for the time being." He showed Roland a map of the region with markings to represent Union activity. "The joint French-mercenary incursion into Germany has made things a bit difficult, but teams were dispatched to a few key areas.

"Paris, of course, has a few cells, and others were dispersed throughout northern Italy and southeastern France. Their task is to drum up support among the locals, subvert soldiers, and to identify key targets. When the attack begins in the east, their job will be to shut down as much of the French government as possible on the ground. As for mobile suits... I don't believe we can spare more than two legions for Marseilles, which is only 200 units. They should have gone straight to Italy once they came through from Suez. That's another reason why we need insiders."

Stockholm House of Representatives
The Representatives, along with King Ragnvald IV, were now talking about the recent attack on the cty of Cairo. So far, the ruling was that the Scandinavian forces should strike into Russia and as soon as possible.
The Finnish Representative began by saying, "If I must say so my lord, it is about time that we begin a strike on the Terrans."
The Norwegian Representative added, "Yes, we can no longer wait to meet with the terms of the Europeans. Doing so will only keep us from obtaining any advantage over the Republic we can possibly gain."
The Swedish Representative questioned, "But you heard what the reports say. If Sage is capable of firing upon the Earth with such force, how can we say that any strikes would be futile to averting our destruction?"
King Ragnvald IV answered saying, "So far, Sage has only destroyed cities out of attempts to destroy the resistance. I don't know if we will save ourselves from destruction, but it is at least better than living in fear of it possibly happening."
The Danish Representative asked the King, "Very well then my lord. When shall we strike?"
King Ragnvald IV answered, "We will strike as soon as all home squadrons are available."
The Finnish Representative added, "The attacks will begin soon my lord. I do hope the attacks bring us some results..."

Terran Press Release
Twilight Phoenix Demonstrates Its Destructive Nature

Today is a tragic one for the citizens of Cairo. Just days after the Twilight Phoenix was driven out of the Suez encampment, the same terrorists moved in to destroy a city home to 21 million people. In a cold-blodded act, an estimated 10.3 million innocent people were killed in a seires of orchastrated explosions in the city.

Vice President Maynerd Caedmon, speaking for President Brendon Sage, has commented, "This further demonstrates the lengths the terrorists in Egypt are willing to go to, just to simply undermind the Republic's desire to obtaining world peace and unity." Many citizens in Africa alone agree. According to a recent poll, approximately 98% of all citizens have an "unfavorable" opinion of the Twilight Phoenix. That's up 20% just before the recent bombings.

Our great leaders have promised us today however, that there is hope for the noble desires of the Republic. Terran High Command has sent out special attack forces to hunt down the remnants of the Twilight Phoenix, and will not stop at anything to ensure a world of Order and Unity is made possible for all humans on Earth.

"Incredible..." murmured Hall. "I bet those numbers are as false as the accusations. The Phoenix have never attacked civilian targets."

"Well, if there's anyone besides them who can disprove it, I hope they step up," said an aide. "If Europe or Scandinavia were to release this information, the Terrans might use that to undermine their legitimacy."

"Right, and there's not much evidence left behind in any case," Hall said. "Any word from the allied command?"

"Scandinavia is preparing to attack along the northern route," reported an operator. "We're waiting for an official time table, but they are mobilizing. Agents in Istanbul are trying to round up local fighters for a coordinated ground attack. They said two hours."

"Do it in ninety minutes," ordered Hall. "We need to be moving by then. Western front?"

"Agents in France are primed to raid embassies and government offices in and around Paris. No word yet on what kind of support we can expect."

Zagros - Great White

The pilots made their way to be debriefed. The engineering team went right to work on swapping in live ammo, refueling, recharging, and patching up anything that was damaged. Nelson's unit, in particular, was a mess. Fortunately, Terra's beam saber had only damaged the flight pack; the binders to the unit were fine, which meant they could easily swap in other equipment as needed. The only problem was that Jaron was using the spare flight pack, so Nelson's role in the upcoming mission was being reevaluated.

"Seems like you guys had it a bit rough out there," said Mervin when they were finally assembled. "The Terra is definitely not someone you can take lightly."

"Man, I thought we could at least pull together and find something to get him with... but shoot, it's just too powerful," said Adam. "If that black one decides to hit the ship, I don't think I can defend it for long, if at all."

"Just... leave him... to us..." Nelson stammered, holding his head and trying to sit up straight.

"You two need to rest," said Mervin. "You have two hours to recover, and I hope it's enough. You especially, Nelson, you overdid it."

"It's no good... if I don't push my limit," he replied. "The Prince would agree, I think."

"What the hell happened, anyway?" asked Adam. "It was like seeing you fight two completely different ways. The first time he completely blew you away, but that second time, it was like you two were exactly in step with each other. I've never seen you move that fast!"

"It was weird..." Nelson said, popping a pair of aspirin. "For a split second... not even that... I saw his move. Crystal clear. Not even... the computer predicting... it was just the move."

That doesn't sound right at all... the description suggests that the computer chose a move and Nelson agreed to it, but all the data I collected points to the opposite... Nelson told the computer what to focus on, and it spat out probabilities. It can't be that he's... Mervin handed them each a manila folder with a few documents. "Just put it in your report, I guess," he said. "Fill these out while you rest. You four need to be completely ready."

"Yes, sir," saluted Adam as he rose. "Nels, something to eat before the mission?"

"Actually, I'd like to speak with you two, Nelson, Prince Jacob, if it's all right," said Mervin. "I'd like to chat more about the systems you're using and the associated phenomena..."

All was calm in the city of Le Harve, at this time of day things usually begain winding down, but it was the begining....of a rebellion against the athority. The FAR quietly made its way through the streets, while others already took out communication systems, roads/railroads, and any other tool that could be used to contact the main government in Paris. Making sure that taking the city was a go, the French Armed Resistance force made an announcement....

"Bonjour French of Le Harve, we have come help liberate us of a tyrrany and a oppresive government. For a long time now we have lived under the Terra and have been beaten down to their mercy. But now, this can no longer stand, and today, the French Republic will become anew from its long past. Merci to all that help us, for France!"

Hundreds of citizens took to the streets, some were just watching, others joined the mob that was arming itself with weapons and swelling in size, they now new what they were fighting for....................freedom.

Across the English Channel.......

"Okay, we now have a window of time that the FAR opened up to us, with Le Harve captured, we can establish a beach head and continue with the opperations, Divisions 78, 44, and 3 will go with the resistance and gain support throught the countryside. Divisions 38, 85, 62, 89, 90, and 22, will drive down the river and go with the bulk of the resistance to Paris. And Divisions 33, 75, 42, and 2, will sweep across the coast and secure as much land along the northern half to meet up with the Belgian forces at Calais. Now load those ships and get ready to sail!"

Hundreds of citizens took to the streets, some were just watching, others joined the mob that was arming itself with weapons and swelling in size, they now new what they were fighting for....................freedom.

Across the English Channel.......

"Okay, we now have a window of time that the FAR opened up to us, with Le Harve captured, we can establish a beach head and continue with the opperations, Divisions 78, 44, and 3 will go with the resistance and gain support throught the countryside. Divisions 38, 85, 62, 89, 90, and 22, will drive down the river and go with the bulk of the resistance to Paris. And Divisions 33, 75, 42, and 2, will sweep across the coast and secure as much land along the northern half to meet up with the Belgian forces at Calais. Now load those ships and get ready to sail!"

Paris

"Secure the perimeter, what's going on?"

"Something's happening up north, some armed resi..."

Pshew! The Terran guard suddenly collapsed from a silent strike from a nearby rooftop. His partner looked around wildly before being likewise taken out. "Charlie to Echo leader, north gate guards are down. Proceed immediately!"

The Terran consulate was one of many government targets now being raided by a combination of Union commandos and French resistance. There had been no word from central command, but the word on the street was that go time was nigh. Acting on the advice of their local contacts, the sweeper groups in France went into action.

"Are you sure this is a good idea? Going first?"

"It might throw the Terrans off if they think our focus is just on the west..."

Genoa

"What's that? You want us to land in Marseilles now? Under whose orders? ... Can you verify Britain is in? ... We're on our way. Just keep them busy for an hour or two!" The man turned to face the harbor. "Hey guys, we're heading out! We need these legions in Marseilles!"

His Italian consort ran up to him. "Signore, you're not serious! You plan to fight all of France with just two hundred mobile suits?"

"Word on the street is that Britain and Belgium are committing forces," he replied. "And we have to seize this opportunity while we can. If Italy chooses to follow, we're happy to lead the way. But as long as there's a window, we'll seize it. We need to show the people that it IS possible to stand up to them!"

"It's no good... if I don't push my limit," he replied. "The Prince would agree, I think."

"What the hell happened, anyway?" asked Adam. "It was like seeing you fight two completely different ways. The first time he completely blew you away, but that second time, it was like you two were exactly in step with each other. I've never seen you move that fast!"

"It was weird..." Nelson said, popping a pair of aspirin. "For a split second... not even that... I saw his move. Crystal clear. Not even... the computer predicting... it was just the move."

That doesn't sound right at all... the description suggests that the computer chose a move and Nelson agreed to it, but all the data I collected points to the opposite... Nelson told the computer what to focus on, and it spat out probabilities. It can't be that he's... Mervin handed them each a manila folder with a few documents. "Just put it in your report, I guess," he said. "Fill these out while you rest. You four need to be completely ready."

"Yes, sir," saluted Adam as he rose. "Nels, something to eat before the mission?"

"Actually, I'd like to speak with you two, Nelson, Prince Jacob, if it's all right," said Mervin. "I'd like to chat more about the systems you're using and the associated phenomena..."

Jacob looked up and responded, "Certainly Mervin." As he and Nelson walked over to meet with Mervin, Jacob told Nelson, "Nelson, I do not think it wise that you push your limits so hard. You've been strained enough as it is. We will be meeting with the Hades soon, and we must be ready for it as soon as possible."

"Oh yes quite right quite right. dwelling on past mistakes will get you no where, but at the same time theres so much you can learn from it... why do you think millitary history is taught at the acadamy? certently not to give the teachers something else to bore the students with" Lt. Iysenburg chuckled "its by studying the past that we can plan for the future."

Wolf Squadron had been patrolling the area for several hours and had found nothing out of the ordinary in the area surrounding the facility. Dmitri, along with the rest of the squadron, was becoming quite bored of walking around the mobile suit filled wasteland.

“How much longer is the general going to keep us waiting?!” Alexei asked loudly, obviously irritated.

“Honestly, we’ve been here for hours! What the hell is the general doing?” replied his squad mate.

“Quiet you two!” Dmitri ordered, “I don’t like this any more than you do, but you don’t see me complaining do you?”

“Sorry Sarge, it won’t happen again.”

“Good, let’s hope it doesn’t.” Dmitri hesitated for a second before speaking again. “But…they do bring up a good point lieutenant. Do you know what the general is doing in there?”

A great exadus was now in progress, the survivors all leaving, the reporter stayed with the group heading south east with several phoenix agents. The reporter and his camera man were freelance, so every thing they did for TP was going to bring them money, but with the sheer number of survivors the republics cover up was most liekly going to be seen in the open as a lie.

Meanwhile supplies were being unloaded from the petrie class at HQ, as word reached Holland and every one else about cairo "Those bastards, we attack a place and they just wipe it off the map" he said " Well we know republic troops escaped I'm sure some of them saw what happend, if they go public in say europe then this cover up will be exposed" Diane told him "Maybe so but its time we took the fight to the, how long untill the next operation?" Holland asked "a week or so, we will be attack republic outposts untill then" Diane responded to him.

Jacob looked up and responded, "Certainly Mervin." As he and Nelson walked over to meet with Mervin, Jacob told Nelson, "Nelson, I do not think it wise that you push your limits so hard. You've been strained enough as it is. We will be meeting with the Hades soon, and we must be ready for it as soon as possible."

"Appreciate the concern," Nelson replied, "but I'm no good as backup if I can't even land a single hit on one of you."

"You're both right," said Mervin. "It appears like you're gaining more control over the system, but you needed to overextend yourself for that single attack, and that drained all of your stamina. You need to find a good balance between effectiveness and energy use."

"Anything less and I can't do a thing," Nelson muttered.

"Don't forget, you'll be working with Jacob in the next battle, so you'll both be able to tap each other's abilities," Mervin said. "That way, you both maintain your attack power while draining yourselves more slowly." He turned to Jacob. "Now then, Nelson's already told us what happened out there. Since we don't have as much data on your system, perhaps you could start by telling us how exactly it works with you, and how it affects you after a battle."

The capture of Le Harve was a sucess, with a now well trenched resistance, the French people everywhere were revolting. Similar occurences happened in Strasbourg, Vichy, and Bourdeux, now the fight for Paris would soon begin.

The first soldiers from England arrived, and went with the FAR and marched to the city, meanwhile, the number of patriots grew as the FAR's prusuasionists gathered more and more people, the revolution and liberation had taken full swing.

On the Italian front, Italy declared war on France and opened its borders to troop movement to Marsellies. With a added side from the Spanish, that made a four front attack on Terra occupied France. With the pride and courage in their hearts, the French resistance machine had been set into motion.

"Appreciate the concern," Nelson replied, "but I'm no good as backup if I can't even land a single hit on one of you."

"You're both right," said Mervin. "It appears like you're gaining more control over the system, but you needed to overextend yourself for that single attack, and that drained all of your stamina. You need to find a good balance between effectiveness and energy use."

"Anything less and I can't do a thing," Nelson muttered.

"Don't forget, you'll be working with Jacob in the next battle, so you'll both be able to tap each other's abilities," Mervin said. "That way, you both maintain your attack power while draining yourselves more slowly." He turned to Jacob. "Now then, Nelson's already told us what happened out there. Since we don't have as much data on your system, perhaps you could start by telling us how exactly it works with you, and how it affects you after a battle."

Jacob explained to Mervin, "Well this is how it works. When I get in, I place my hands on two pannels that activate the Gundam and the Gundam responds based on what I think as well as my movements. If I turn my head at all, the Gundam's head turns as well. And if I think of any physical attacks, Terra does that attack.

"There are six other buttons in the cockpit though. Three of them are used for Terra's weapons, the energy blast, sword and rifle, and the other three are for methods of movement.

"Throughout the battle, when I'm in Terra, I don't feel any pressure at all like what Nelson experiences. Though as soon as I step out, pressure falls upon me all at once. That's as much as I know about Terra."

Jacob explained to Mervin, "Well this is how it works. When I get in, I place my hands on two pannels that activate the Gundam and the Gundam responds based on what I think as well as my movements. If I turn my head at all, the Gundam's head turns as well. And if I think of any physical attacks, Terra does that attack.

"There are six other buttons in the cockpit though. Three of them are used for Terra's weapons, the energy blast, sword and rifle, and the other three are for methods of movement.

"Throughout the battle, when I'm in Terra, I don't feel any pressure at all like what Nelson experiences. Though as soon as I step out, pressure falls upon me all at once. That's as much as I know about Terra."

"Then it sounds like all of the input to the system just comes from you, which means you must have some incredibly impressive reflexes," said Mervin. "I suppose you would need to, given the agility and speed of the Terra."

"But then what's messing up his head?" asked Nelson. "It sounds like the system plugs into him just to receive orders."

"It might just be an inherent difficulty in exchanging information rapidly with the controls," said Mervin. "Is there anything else about your fighting style or experience that seems different?"

"Alright lets move out, all captured supplies are off loaded" Waltfeld ordered as the ship preped to leave the base. Final preperations finished up and the ship left HQ heading south. It was already night, they would not reach the target untill morning, it would be a long night, but not just for them.

The masses of people from Cairo were within TP survalence network and were now being watched. Trucks from near by towns were already on there way to pick the people up and were vary close. Minutes later the trucks began pulling up, and people began getting in them, wounded first, then every one else. The trucks then went on towards there destination.

"Then it sounds like all of the input to the system just comes from you, which means you must have some incredibly impressive reflexes," said Mervin. "I suppose you would need to, given the agility and speed of the Terra."

"But then what's messing up his head?" asked Nelson. "It sounds like the system plugs into him just to receive orders."

"It might just be an inherent difficulty in exchanging information rapidly with the controls," said Mervin. "Is there anything else about your fighting style or experience that seems different?"

Jacob answered, "From what I can tell, I do not know anything else that is different in what you asked about. I have only controlled Terra for a little over a week, so I do not know much else about it." This was all Jacob could answer. He did not know of the secrets hidden within Terra. He hoped Mervin might provide some answers, but clearly even he was unable to understand the complex nature of the mysterious mobile suit...

Jacob answered, "From what I can tell, I do not know anything else that is different in what you asked about. I have only controlled Terra for a little over a week, so I do not know much else about it." This was all Jacob could answer. He did not know of the secrets hidden within Terra. He hoped Mervin might provide some answers, but clearly even he was unable to understand the complex nature of the mysterious mobile suit...

"I see. I guess there is more to be learned about this unit than I originally thought..." Mervin said. So the bursts of foresight are unique to Nelson, and the prince is just a fast data processor. It would have been great to get some information from Lynde, too, since that might have made things clearer. Did I interpret the data wrong, or are there different phenomena associated with *that* type? "It looks like we're down to two hours, so you should rest up. I'll let you know when I have some more answers."

Time passes...

Mediterranean - off the French coast

"Sir, our landing force is in position, three minutes until forward landers hit the docks."

"Make it quick, I want all mobile suits moving north in twenty minutes. We need to get north of the city before the Terran relief force arrives. They'll have spotted us by now and should be mobilizing."

"We do have men inside their forces, and the citizens of Marseilles have taken control of the government there..."

"A few skirmishers aren't going to prevent a battle from erupting near here, so we have to get into the countryside to minimize collateral. We can't win allies if we contribute to their destruction."

"Well, we're doing all right so far... apparently the Italian fleet is backing us up."

"Good thing, too. We'll need their numbers. What model MS were they using again?"

Paris - Republic of Terra Embassy

"Bravo leader, what's your status?"

"We're pinned down in stairwell B, second floor... I think they might have a grenadier!"

"We'll try to get to your position!"

"It's too far from your target!"

"Someone should be near you!! Nemo squad, where are you?"

"We were able to break out in stairwell C, but we're under fire from the opposite hallway. We can try to get around their back but it'll take some time to reduce them!"

"Can't we get any more men in here?!"

Zagros

"Target on radar!" reported Gimbley. "At our current speed, we'll be on top of him in fifteen minutes."

"This ship will remain to the rear," said Simms. "Have Terra approach from the air and handle the black Gundam. If those two can work it out, it will be our advantage. Crofton and Allblack will approach on the ground and recover Lynde and Moloti. Sirius is to stand guard on B deck."

The hanger was a mess as mechanics rushed to finish their assignments. "Let's make this happen, people!" yelled Mervin. "We'll hold the Gem's flight pack here so it won't weigh him down. Both should be armed with a beam rifle!"

Nelson was still suffering the after-effects of the battle, but the pain had dulled and was bearable. Everything looked fine on his end. I'll save the beta system for when I get closer... no need to burn myself out.

Sirius strapped himself in and brought up his monitors. "Give my love to the girls!" he joked. "I'd save them myself, but my A-grade babysitting talents are required here."

"Hey, relax, you'll have plenty of things to shoot at once we get to Russia," chimed Nelson.

"I'd better, or I'm going to rot away in here!" Adam replied.

"All units, check your updated area maps for waypoints and takeoff order!" came Rian over the communicator. "You're cleared for launch!!"

Aegean

"This is the timetable for Scandinavia's operations in the north. The various European allies appear to have reversed their stance and are taking active roles in the French invasion. Central Russia remains unaccounted for."

"This is good enough; no, it's better," said Hall, looking over the documents. "The operations will be staggered somewhat... although the bases will be on alert, it will just be one major attack after another. Combined with what the Phoenix are still capable of achieving in Africa, Terran command will be scratching its head for a few days."

"Our primary reports from Istanbul are that all ground teams are ready to launch at any time."

"And the Terran orbital fleet?"

"It's believed that their orbit will have displaced them significantly, but their exact position is unknown, and in the event of another strike, we will have only fifteen seconds to act once it's detected."

"That's plenty... and we'll have to thank that Harris on the Great White for his report. We would never have been able to construct our defense without it."

"We still aren't sure if it will be able to hold out against that kind of strike, or what the fleet's status would be afterward..."

"It's something to fall back on," said Hall, "that covers our ass while we're stuck in the passage to the Black Sea. We will proceed as planned with undersea strike teams moving ahead. The ground attack will be coordinated with air strikes in ninety minutes. And after that... we pray. Successor Fleet, depart!!"

"I see. I guess there is more to be learned about this unit than I originally thought..." Mervin said. So the bursts of foresight are unique to Nelson, and the prince is just a fast data processor. It would have been great to get some information from Lynde, too, since that might have made things clearer. Did I interpret the data wrong, or are there different phenomena associated with *that* type? "It looks like we're down to two hours, so you should rest up. I'll let you know when I have some more answers."

Time passes...

Zagros

"Target on radar!" reported Gimbley. "At our current speed, we'll be on top of him in fifteen minutes."

"This ship will remain to the rear," said Simms. "Have Terra approach from the air and handle the black Gundam. If those two can work it out, it will be our advantage. Crofton and Allblack will approach on the ground and recover Lynde and Moloti. Sirius is to stand guard on B deck."

The hanger was a mess as mechanics rushed to finish their assignments. "Let's make this happen, people!" yelled Mervin. "We'll hold the Gem's flight pack here so it won't weigh him down. Both should be armed with a beam rifle!"

Nelson was still suffering the after-effects of the battle, but the pain had dulled and was bearable. Everything looked fine on his end. I'll save the beta system for when I get closer... no need to burn myself out.

Sirius strapped himself in and brought up his monitors. "Give my love to the girls!" he joked. "I'd save them myself, but my A-grade babysitting talents are required here."

"Hey, relax, you'll have plenty of things to shoot at once we get to Russia," chimed Nelson.

"I'd better, or I'm going to rot away in here!" Adam replied.

"All units, check your updated area maps for waypoints and takeoff order!" came Rian over the communicator. "You're cleared for launch!!"



As soon as the three were cleared for launch, the gundams could now begin their advance on the Hades. Jacob still felt a slight ache in the back of his head, but it would be tolerable for the upcoming mission. It was now clear to Jacob he had to lead Nelson and Jaron to the location of Hades and they would help save the captured pilots. Jacob sat himself into Terra and reported, "Terra now launching." And the Terra blasted out of the launch bay and into the Mountain sky. As soon as Jacob launched, Jaron followed suite. Hopefully, he would prove to be more helpful than he was showing right now. Jaron reported, "Gemini following Terra." and followed Jacob into the Zagros air...

As the three mobile suits descended into the mountain range of the Zagros, Hades scanned the area and saw three mobile suits approaching his position. Apparently, Terra's pilot was unable to come alone. This was likely since he did capture two pilots, giving him the chance of being faced with more opposition. Though what mattered most was that Terra had at last come, and now Hades could evaluate what the pilot of Terra was like and what he knew about the Gundam he was piloting. Hades had its back turned towards Star and Laku as it saw the three approaching. "Just in time... Now we shall see who the Warrior of Terra is..." Hades said to itself...

"It looks like the best path for us loops around to the east," radioed Nelson. "Boosting up won't help us if there's nowhere to land... Jaron, we'll have to double time it." He was regretting the loss of his flight pack, which would need probably a day or two to repair. Otherwise the three of them could have all flown in. Because he had selfishly tested himself against Jacob, he'd forced them to hold the spare, and now he and Jaron would slow the operation. Dumb, rookie mistake... was I just trying to prove I was useful? I can't be that old, right?

He tried to justify the approach. If they came in on the ground, they'd be too low for the black Gundam's radar, and the mountains would block any heat signatures. Electronic chatter might be detectable, depending on what sensors it had. In any case, if they were lucky, they could get the jump on him since Jacob's Terra was the only obvious approacher. And if it turned out they wouldn't be of help if there was a fight, they could possibly sneak in and recover the girls without getting entangled. But just possibly... that Gundam is sneaky, you never know when or how he'll pop up...

As Jacob moved in, he saw the mountain range the Hades was in. It stood there as if it was waiting for Jacob. Was he waiting for me out here for five days? Jacob wondered. The pilot must have really been intent on meeting with him if it was something taken so seriously. Jacob knew what the plan was: Meet with the Hades, distract it if possible, let Jaron and nelson get the girls, and get the hell out.

Jacob stepped forward and stated, "Hades! I'm here! What do you wish to speak with me for?

Hades answered, "At long last... Now you and I shall get to know each other very welll..."

End of Episode
"Magic" plays to the credits...

OOC: OMG ROZ!!! TEH SUSPENSE! I've got to leave it there because I've got to go to work soon. Post what you can. 'Till next time.

Agulhas base is the primary Naval Base for the CAS. This major base contains the majority of CAS's naval numbers and also contains one of the few mass driver units in the nation. It is from here that the Third Reclamation Fleet will launch to defend the states of CAS against the imperialism of the ever encroaching Terran Republic.

Soldiers from all over the base came to the central dry dock. Since the beginning of the war numerous ships and weapons technologies were developed and put into construction. Now the newest and most advanced battleship would launch from the base to aid the steadily retreating forces of the CAS. As the traditonal champaign bottle was broken the new ship slid horizontally into the sea. Soon it ignited its engines as it moved to be outfitted.
A week later this ship moved out to join the gathering fleet before it would begin its first mission, the support of counter attack operations in the State known as Congo.
((Sorry.... Im still trying to make up my army ans such.... also the counter attack forcers... or the majority of them are along the tanzania, rwanda, burundi- congo border Battle ship launch is secret and carried out at night))

OOC: don't worry about it, it takes some time.

Refugies began arriving at HQ were they were given medical attention, food, and water. There were so many wounded the entire hanger was a medical bay, they treated the serious wounds first then moved down to less and less serious injuries. Dispite so many people being there the medical staff were doing there best to help every one there.

Meanwhile on the petrie class

"Alright so this is the plan, the republic has a network of communications outposts in the southern region, there scattered around and manned only by a few people. They then hub at several points, people we are going to disrupt there sothern network here" Waltfeld said pointing and circling a area on the map "To cut them off we need to take out three stations in the network, however that will only delay communications they will re-route them to other stations so we will hit the hub here, its to the hear so intell says the defences are light, once we get to the Hub we will steal Republic communications codes, destroy the facility and leave fast, by the time they find it, they won't have any clue that we have the codes" he finished before drinking some water because his throat was now dry.

"Woundn't they figure there under attack after the first one goes down?" Diane asked "Don't you member history class at the academy? this network is old and sections of it go down regularly, including the hubs, they just send out a repair crew and fix it within a day or two" Luna said to her.

Wolf Squadron had been patrolling the area for several hours and had found nothing out of the ordinary in the area surrounding the facility. Dmitri, along with the rest of the squadron, was becoming quite bored of walking around the mobile suit filled wasteland.

“How much longer is the general going to keep us waiting?!” Alexei asked loudly, obviously irritated.

“Honestly, we’ve been here for hours! What the hell is the general doing?” replied his squad mate.

“Quiet you two!” Dmitri ordered, “I don’t like this any more than you do, but you don’t see me complaining do you?”

“Sorry Sarge, it won’t happen again.”

“Good, let’s hope it doesn’t.” Dmitri hesitated for a second before speaking again. “But…they do bring up a good point lieutenant. Do you know what the general is doing in there?”

"you stow that line of thought soldier" Lt Iysenburg cut him off "it is neither your place no mine to question the actions of a general of the republic. there are privy to information and orders we can't possabley know so think before dare question the motives of your superiors." Although he does have a point this is rediculas

there was a knock at the door and an aid entered "sorry to interrupt but there is an urgent message for the general"
"of course come in come in" General yavenskey motioned the aid in and accepted the receiver "a moment gentalmen"
"of course Ivan"
there was a moments pause as Ivan listenned to the message "yes... of course... I'll return shortly" he returned the receiver to the aid who excused himself. "that could not have been better news."
"what was it Ivan?" Pyter asked now extremely curious
"well my good friend it appears the French are revolting with the aid of the Scandinavians and the European union... the remanent fleat that moved into the Mediterranean sea has apparently thrown there lot in as well" Ivan cracked a wide smile as his friends stared on
"your serious" Mykal asked
"of course" he leaned forwards "my friends time is against us. the reunification of europe is going to bring the might of the republic to bear. it suited its purpouse to leave them be while it was fragmented but now the republic wount be able to turn a blind eye to it any more they will move on it. it will take time to re direct troops from the oceanic Union... but they will move and i would hope to have something to show before that happens."
"agreed" came Pyters responce "Mykal what can you and Victor do to speed up the process?"
"sadly not much. i can redirect some more men and increese the weekend shifts but we're still looking at just over a week. we just arent equiped to do it any faster"
"10 days it is" General yavenskey stould up "gental men i must be off. i'll do what i can to keep the republics eye turned away from wou but with the hapenings in europe that shouldn't be hard"

he aid radioed Lt. Iysenburg to let him know the general was preparing to leave "Alright men form up time to blow thes popsical stand" he gave one last look towards the rusting Tartar Units before moving to rejoin his men at the Helicopters landing site

As Jacob moved in, he saw the mountain range the Hades was in. It stood there as if it was waiting for Jacob. Was he waiting for me out here for five days? Jacob wondered. The pilot must have really been intent on meeting with him if it was something taken so seriously. Jacob knew what the plan was: Meet with the Hades, distract it if possible, let Jaron and nelson get the girls, and get the hell out.

Jacob stepped forward and stated, "Hades! I'm here! What do you wish to speak with me for?

Hades answered, "At long last... Now you and I shall get to know each other very welll..."

End of Episode
"Magic" plays to the credits...

OOC: OMG ROZ!!! TEH SUSPENSE! I've got to leave it there because I've got to go to work soon. Post what you can. 'Till next time.

"There coming" star said just before the Terra came in to visable and audibal range she stould from where she had been siting ever so calm but it was all a fasaud it would only take one thing to piss her off and send her into a raging furry.. being so inactive for the past 5 days had put her in a right foul mood and she was ready to take it out on the first person who wasn't laku

Great white

Gregg moved to the door and started pounding on it untill he got a guards attention" whats going on i thought we where "innocent"" he said that last word with a slight snear "if we're innocent then what are we still doing here? get someone down here we know our rights you can't hold us if your not charging us with anything... we've been here for almost 2 days... this in inhumane treatment!" Gregg had been patient up till now but he had had enough aparently they hadn't found the gun in his toolkit yet or they would be breathing down his neck but that was fine with him... Erin on the other hand had maintained her distressed facade even though it wasn't helping but if she changed now it might arise suspitions and that wouldn't help any

The FAR was going along quite well, it had soon reached the outskirts of Paris. Stiring up Parisitians and turning them into Partisans was easy, and by working together, they had captured key points along the Le Siene river, and Finally, capturing one of the most prized landmarks of the world, Le Eiffiel Tower. One of the groups went up ontop of the tower and tore down the Terra flag, and replaced it with the prized French one. And also a banner was strung that read in French:
Citizens of France celebrate, today we are free from order and unity. Viva Le France!

The mob cheered, and English and Belgian soldiers marched through the capital, capturing prized landmarks and historic buildings. The newspaper printers ran special editions that got to the European Union in hours.

Viva Le France! Opperation a Sucess!

President Barcona made an important phone call to someone that marked the change of tides in the war....

"Hello Roland"
"Sir, why have you called? Did something bad happen?"
"No, Quite the opposite, thanks to your planning, the French uprising lead to the capture of Paris, and now the French people are gaining control of their country."
"This is increadable, im speechless, so now what?"
"Well, after you have gone through the Zagros, we have to meet in Paris. Along with you ambassador friend, the Prince, and the OU officials, something big has come up, and I need to share it with you."
"We will be there,"
"Good, president out."

((well it looks like im going to be Rping several characters that might and or will die in this probably futile campaign I also hope this isn't too quick))
Announcement from the Prime Minister
People of world against the Terran Republic. The CAS has recieved very little of the attacks posed by this ominous enemy. However, we have done little to use this to our advantage. No more! we will begin to take an active part in this war. First we will seek to reclaim our lost territory. Already several thousand Mobile armors (C.E. timeline, the light kind) and suits are proceeding with operation Rain Forest. We will begin to dive these vile invaders from our homes.
For the victory of freedom over tyranny's!
Congo Border
A rumbling could be heard throughout the forest and animals and birds moved out of the way. Behind these clouds of birds came numerous land battleships with mobile suit (in mobile armor configuration) flying overhead. This large force was home to 1,000 mobile suits, a large portion of the forces recently allocated to the Congo Border area. The forces tore down trees as they raced to capture the first large city held by the T.R., Gisenyi-Goma on the Rwandan-Congo Border. This city was the site where the T.R. Forces were finally held at bay until now. Now the city would be retaken for the freedom of the world.

The numerous battleships soon approached the edge of the forest where no-man's land began. It was here that The last battles took place. This area was still littered with numerous destroyed mobile suits and it would once again pose a large area of contest.

Land Battleship Coruscate
Klaxons rang as everyone rushed to their stations. The speakers once again repeated "1st Combat Status" Pilots were rushing to their respective mobile suits (once again in armor mode) and gunners to their guns. It was controled chaos as the mobile suits lined up and began launching.
((Now I was going to insert a character ehre but im sleeping so sorry.... also mobile suits are basically like the Murasame, Ill go into specifics later..... night))

OOC: Sage will most likely be going back to washington now to meet with his command staff...... wonder what the plan will be

"Plan is good, the wuestion is timing, we have to strike hard and fast on the outposts and the hub" Holland said "Thats left to you Holland, your taking a team to the hub to take the codes" Waltfeld told him "vary well, it will be a fun change for me" Holland responded giving a small grin "fun first for you always Holland, geez get serious" Luna said before the all laughed.

The FAR was going along quite well, it had soon reached the outskirts of Paris. Stiring up Parisitians and turning them into Partisans was easy, and by working together, they had captured key points along the Le Siene river, and Finally, capturing one of the most prized landmarks of the world, Le Eiffiel Tower. One of the groups went up ontop of the tower and tore down the Terra flag, and replaced it with the prized French one. And also a banner was strung that read in French:
Citizens of France celebrate, today we are free from order and unity. Viva Le France!

The mob cheered, and English and Belgian soldiers marched through the capital, capturing prized landmarks and historic buildings. The newspaper printers ran special editions that got to the European Union in hours.

Viva Le France! Opperation a Sucess!

President Barcona made an important phone call to someone that marked the change of tides in the war....

"Hello Roland"
"Sir, why have you called? Did something bad happen?"
"No, Quite the opposite, thanks to your planning, the French uprising lead to the capture of Paris, and now the French people are gaining control of their country."
"This is increadable, im speechless, so now what?"
"Well, after you have gone through the Zagros, we have to meet in Paris. Along with you ambassador friend, the Prince, and the OU officials, something big has come up, and I need to share it with you."
"We will be there,"
"Good, president out."

OOC: Will be better edited later.

IC:

Republic Envoy enroute to Tunis

Even with the fall of Paris, Sage was far from unsafe. An envoy of Gemini IIs and navy ships were escourting the President to Tunis, where he would make his speech about New Terra. On his way there, he was in the process of passing new orders to General Jefferson Crofton by way of hologram processing.
General Crofton asked, "The Europeans have conquered France Mr. President. How are we to respond to this sir?"
Sage answered "We shall use Alpha Strikes to level the city to ashes General."
General Crofton asked, "Alpha Strikes sir?"
The President confirmed, "We shall use this victory to our advantage. The Europeans may have won this battle, but we now have the war in our favor."
General Crofton questioned further, "Very well sir. Shall how much of Paris will we destroy?"
Sage told him, "Spare no one... And nothing..."
Crofton signed off saying, "Yes sir."

Orbital Space

As the Terran Fleet got the message, many among the crew, even Commander Gothart, were quite taken back. "Are the French not our allies? Shouldn't we help them?"
General Lake answered, "We are helping them. Once they are free of the majority of the occupying forces, we will see Europe emrbroil in true chaos this time."
"Very well then."
An order rang through the fleet, "All ships avert firing coordinates to target N48.52-E19.59 Earth Sphere! Prepare to fire Alpha Strikes at will!" About thirty minutes later, the ships began firing, and it was a matter of time before anyone knew what was left of Paris...

he aid radioed Lt. Iysenburg to let him know the general was preparing to leave "Alright men form up time to blow thes popsical stand" he gave one last look towards the rusting Tartar Units before moving to rejoin his men at the Helicopters landing site

All of Wolf Squadron rejoiced when they caught sight of the general walking out of the facility. Keeping Lt. Iysenburg’s instructions in mind, Dmitri refrained from saying anything, but the rest of the squad didn’t have as much self control as he did.

“Yes! Now we can finally get out of this hellhole!”

“Thank Sage! I feared that we would be stuck here for a few more hours!”

“I’m definitely taking a nice hot shower when we get back to base…”

“Alright everyone, settle down!” Dmitri ordered, having trouble hiding his own relief. “Wolf Squadron, form up! Follow the lieutenant’s lead and make sure not to fly too far ahead of the general’s helicopter. Await further instructions once we reach Novgorod, understand?”

“Yes, sir!"

"There coming" star said just before the Terra came in to visable and audibal range she stould from where she had been siting ever so calm but it was all a fasaud it would only take one thing to piss her off and send her into a raging furry.. being so inactive for the past 5 days had put her in a right foul mood and she was ready to take it out on the first person who wasn't laku

Laku could see a speck on the horizon... sure enough, there was a single mobile suit flying towards them. It didn't look like an Army of Islam suit... then it really was them! But she didn't see anyone else... Nelson, Adam? Are you guys powerless, too?

Gregg moved to the door and started pounding on it untill he got a guards attention" whats going on i thought we where "innocent"" he said that last word with a slight snear "if we're innocent then what are we still doing here? get someone down here we know our rights you can't hold us if your not charging us with anything... we've been here for almost 2 days... this in inhumane treatment!" Gregg had been patient up till now but he had had enough aparently they hadn't found the gun in his toolkit yet or they would be breathing down his neck but that was fine with him... Erin on the other hand had maintained her distressed facade even though it wasn't helping but if she changed now it might arise suspitions and that wouldn't help any

"We're in the middle of an operation," the guard responded curtly. "Save your complaints for when someone's free."

"He's right, though!" said one of the honest hands. "You've had plenty of time to figure this out, you have no right to..."

"Hey, keep it down," the guard cut him off. "You get fed, the place is clean, and you've got me to talk to. I'd say you're pretty well off."

One of Simms' planted men got up against the door now. "This is a breach of our contract of enlistment. We cannot be held without charge."

"Oh, you most certainly are being held with a charge," the guard said. "Captain's just trying to sugar coat it so you don't feel as threatened. But it's been awful quiet these past two days since we locked you all up, so I'd say he made the right call. That's the funny thing about martial law... it doesn't have to make sense, so long as it gets results."

The mob cheered, and English and Belgian soldiers marched through the capital, capturing prized landmarks and historic buildings. The newspaper printers ran special editions that got to the European Union in hours.

Viva Le France! Opperation a Sucess!

The bloody firefight in the embassy had concluded, and a handful of Union troops made their way to the rooftop flagpole to remove the Terran colors. They could see the tricolor flying all over the city, and that was good. The other teams, as well as the allied troops, had made quick progress. What appeared to be British helicopters were sweeping overhead.

"Bravo, we have the embassy, over."

"Copy that, good work everyone. Let's get this place cleaned up for the French, all right?"

A team of men knocked aside an office door and wandered in. There was a small man hunched over a safe, hurriedly grabbing documents and feeding them through a shredder. They cocked their guns. "Hold up there, chief!" The man gulped noisily and reached into the safe for more in a panic, mashing them into the shredder until it jammed. "I mean it, get your hands where I can see them!"

The man whirled around in a flash with a pistol in hand, but the diplomat couldn't get a shot off before the two commandos opened fire. The man fell with a thud and soiled a pile of the remaining documents. A flutter of paper came out of the safe.

The commandos cautiously advanced. One knelt down to take a look. His eyes grew wide. "Hey Gary... read this..."

The other man was likewise shocked. "That's impossible... they were carrying out these kinds of experiments?"

"Bravo, this is Foxtrot, we need assistance moving some valuable intelligence, over."

It was such a shame that the orbital fleet was now hovering overhead...

North of Marseilles

A column of Tuataras marched ahead of an even larger contingent of Italian mobile suits an armor. So far there had been no resistance. Surprisingly, no Terran bases seemed to be responding yet to the sudden rush of resistance. Word was filtering in that allied troops were blazing through the northern territories and had already taken Paris. British and Belgian mobile suits were on the way to solidify their hold and would reach the city in less than an hour.

"Something doesn't seem right about this, captain... they're just rolling over. You think it's a trap?"

"What do you mean trap, we've got 'em beat!"

Aegean

"Begin first stage! Commence Dardanelle Spear!" Missiles streaked towards Terran coastal defenses with Albatross mobile suits not far behind. The static defenses would be reduced first. The Albatross units would make their way to military bases to destroy barracks and hangers, but not the Geminis if they could help it... otherwise, what would the Army of Islam fighters have to pilot once they swept through?

((well it looks like im going to be Rping several characters that might and or will die in this probably futile campaign I also hope this isn't too quick))
Announcement from the Prime Minister
People of world against the Terran Republic. The CAS has recieved very little of the attacks posed by this ominous enemy. However, we have done little to use this to our advantage. No more! we will begin to take an active part in this war. First we will seek to reclaim our lost territory. Already several thousand Mobile armors (C.E. timeline, the light kind) and suits are proceeding with operation Rain Forest. We will begin to dive these vile invaders from our homes.
For the victory of freedom over tyranny's!
Congo Border
A rumbling could be heard throughout the forest and animals and birds moved out of the way. Behind these clouds of birds came numerous land battleships with mobile suit (in mobile armor configuration) flying overhead. This large force was home to 1,000 mobile suits, a large portion of the forces recently allocated to the Congo Border area. The forces tore down trees as they raced to capture the first large city held by the T.R., Gisenyi-Goma on the Rwandan-Congo Border. This city was the site where the T.R. Forces were finally held at bay until now. Now the city would be retaken for the freedom of the world.

The numerous battleships soon approached the edge of the forest where no-man's land began. It was here that The last battles took place. This area was still littered with numerous destroyed mobile suits and it would once again pose a large area of contest.

Land Battleship Coruscate
Klaxons rang as everyone rushed to their stations. The speakers once again repeated "1st Combat Status" Pilots were rushing to their respective mobile suits (once again in armor mode) and gunners to their guns. It was controled chaos as the mobile suits lined up and began launching.
((Now I was going to insert a character ehre but im sleeping so sorry.... also mobile suits are basically like the Murasame, Ill go into specifics later..... night))

((ooc your just lucky most of the repblics army is tyed up in Australia and the rest of the old Oceanic union or i'd really be laying the smack down... you know they always said not to fight a war on more than one front))

"...and then she..." Ping. the radar operator turned from his fellow officer to look at his screen "must be just a patrol... so anyway then she said to me..." Ping... Ping. Ping. the raday operator turned back to his screen his eyes slowly turning wide. he scrambled for his Comm unit "... Uhh sir!... you need to see this!"

a couple moments later the bases commanding officer entered the radar room and strode over to the screen wich was now showing a large mass closing on the base "good god!" he grabbed the comm unit and slammed his hand down on the alarm "Attention all personel Code red! Code red! this is not a drill! i repeat this is not a drill!... move your asses people"

Pilots scrambled to get to there mobile suits as The squads of aries took to the air to intercept them before they could get close enough as the sagitarious units took up there defensive positions the Gemini II's moved out. little did anyone know but the fight for Africa was about to begin.

OOC: you just love the orbital bombardment dont you?

The crew went to get some sleep before the operation, they would need all the sleep they could get. It would be another long day tomorrow, one that would end in victory for sure.

Back at HQ an entire tent city had poped up from taking care of every one that came in to the base. They managed to save alot of people thanks to the medical staff, but other things were on the mind of the leadership "Are we still tracking there high command right?" Talho asked "yes we have sage under our thumb as well, the question is what is there next move, and how will it effect ours?" Murrue asked "Only time will tell how they effect our plans, we will then adjust accordingly" Mu told them.

All of Wolf Squadron rejoiced when they caught sight of the general walking out of the facility. Keeping Lt. Iysenburg’s instructions in mind, Dmitri refrained from saying anything, but the rest of the squad didn’t have as much self control as he did.

“Yes! Now we can finally get out of this hellhole!”

“Thank Sage! I feared that we would be stuck here for a few more hours!”

“I’m definitely taking a nice hot shower when we get back to base…”

“Alright everyone, settle down!” Dmitri ordered, having trouble hiding his own relief. “Wolf Squadron, form up! Follow the lieutenant’s lead and make sure not to fly too far ahead of the general’s helicopter. Await further instructions once we reach Novgorod, understand?”

“Yes, sir!"

((ooc: feel free to do your own thing for a bit i gotta pln my next move here))

petrie class

"Alright so this is the plan, the republic has a network of communications outposts in the southern region, there scattered around and manned only by a few people. They then hub at several points, people we are going to disrupt there sothern network here" Waltfeld said pointing and circling a area on the map "To cut them off we need to take out three stations in the network, however that will only delay communications they will re-route them to other stations so we will hit the hub here, its to the hear so intell says the defences are light, once we get to the Hub we will steal Republic communications codes, destroy the facility and leave fast, by the time they find it, they won't have any clue that we have the codes" he finished before drinking some water because his throat was now dry.

"Woundn't they figure there under attack after the first one goes down?" Diane asked

"Don't you member history class at the academy? this network is old and sections of it go down regularly, including the hubs, they just send out a repair crew and fix it within a day or two" Luna said to her.

Gibbs was far from a stupid man the hubbs would make a tempting target and was thus tempted with 2 options one reinforce the defence forces in an attempt to lessen there numbers or 2 and the more tempting option let them take it but on his terms...

in the end he decided to do both and troops began moving under cover and radio silence to there destination well tech teams moved in... if the pheniox did try and take the hubs they would be in for a nasty suprise... and if he was wrong and they attacked elsewhere... well he still had plenty of men

((ooc your just lucky most of the repblics army is tyed up in Australia and the rest of the old Oceanic union or i'd really be laying the smack down... you know they always said not to fight a war on more than one front))

"...and then she..." Ping. the radar operator turned from his fellow officer to look at his screen "must be just a patrol... so anyway then she said to me..." Ping... Ping. Ping. the raday operator turned back to his screen his eyes slowly turning wide. he scrambled for his Comm unit "... Uhh sir!... you need to see this!"

a couple moments later the bases commanding officer entered the radar room and strode over to the screen wich was now showing a large mass closing on the base "good god!" he grabbed the comm unit and slammed his hand down on the alarm "Attention all personel Code red! Code red! this is not a drill! i repeat this is not a drill!... move your asses people"

Pilots scrambled to get to there mobile suits as The squads of aries took to the air to intercept them before they could get close enough as the sagitarious units took up there defensive positions the Gemini II's moved out. little did anyone know but the fight for Africa was about to begin.
((this isn't my main pilot.... just a guy I came up with to make this battle a little more personal I dont really mind that much if he dies i just hate making names))
Fabian Bleacker soon entered the linear catapult. He was one of the two hundred some that made up the first wave of the force. It was these two hundred that launched from the battleships and began to move forward to the enemy city.
The indicators flashed ready as the system prepared to launch. Soon Fabian gave his line. "Fabian Bleacker, TINN, Launching!" as the catapult slammed him back into his chair. Quickly he joined the formations of four that moved forward toward the enemy city.
Battleship line
The battleship line now began the opening barrage. It was hoped that these shells would disorganize the enemy forces as the main attack force approached. Numerous yellow shells emerged from the cannons of the battleships. These shells began striking at various points along the front line resulting in brilliant explosions and clouds of dust. Soon a secondary barrage of long ranged missiles came from the artillery equipped mobile suits riding on the battleships. These too speed to the enemy positions with trails of smoke ending in a bigger explosion than the shells. These flashes of light continued for several minutes as the main attack force approached. However, it stopped just as suddenly as it began when the attackforce reached the beginning of the clearing.
Fabian Bleacher's TINN
"Amazing" said Fabian as he witnessed the brilliant display of pyrotechnics. However, soon the signal came to advance into battle as the fireworks ended. Sighing he moved with the rest of the squadron into the open. The main battle was about to start.

OOC: you just love the orbital bombardment dont you?

OOC: Hey, at least you're not the victim this time. :D Anyway...

Last time on Poke- err... Gundam: Terra! The Reformed European Federation was successful in the taking of Fracnce along with the forces of the Oceanic Remnant. However, they were too late to find it only as a trap to lead the Europeans into a concentrated point and take a heavy blow in loss of mobile suit strength. Now a cold wind from the East is brewing, as the Republic's forces in Russia prepare for an advance that will determine the fate of the new Federation.

But hope is not lost, for the South African Confederacy has joined the fight against Terra after giving up on appeasment. Can anyone manage to reach the Confederation in time to offer it a helping shoulder? Will they prove to be a powerful ally in the war? Or will they meet the same fate as the Oceanic Union?

And where our characters meet: The long awaited meeting between Hades and Terra has arrived. What is this mysterious new Gundam? Why is it so intent on seeing Jacob? Find out tonight on this episode of Drag- @*#% it! I need to stop using references so blatantly...

IC (For Real):

Terra and Hades were now in a staredown with one another. The wind blew and the sand slightly brushed across the ground and the mobile suits. Jacob asked Hades, "What do you want me to talk to you about?"
Hades answered Jacob, "I have been monitoring your behavioral patterns young Prince. I see that you are opposed to the Republic that Sage has for so long strived for."
Jacob was puzzled by the statement and asked, "What does that have to do with anything?"
Hades gave the answer, "I have come to tell you Jacob that it is possible to destroy the Republic, and open the path to world unity. But you must abandon these weakling Alpha Terrans and join me in the creation of a greater Earth."
Jacob did not like the sound of this. Hades obviously wanted Jacob to come with him and perform whatever strange plans it had. Jacob asked, "What about Star and Laku?"
"Oh Star shall be spared to come with us. But no one who has brought you here will return to tell anyone about what they have seen."
"I won't. I will never let you or the entire Republic destroy the friends I have made."
"Perhaps then, you simply need to be convinced..."
As Hades said these words, it lifted up his hands and Jacob felt something happen he did not expect. He was seemingly losing control of Terra. He pushed his minds power to try and get some control, but found he was reaching for his buster rifle. As it was dragged out, it was taking aim towards Jaron. Jacob could not stop the rifle from being fired and could only shout, "Jaron! Look out!"
Jaron turned and saw Jacob pointing his rifle at him and the shot being fired as well. Jaron dodged out of the way just in time as the shot was fired and took cover behind one of the mountains. Jaron opened a communication link with Jacob and asked, "Jacob! What was that shot for?"
He was answered with, "Hades seems to be controlling Terra somehow. I can't stop it." Jacob focused more of his mind into the system and kept trying to regain control of Terra. If anything, there was an interesting fight at hand...

OOC: Oh i have plans many plans shame i have to wait untill morning

As Hades said these words, it lifted up his hands and Jacob felt something happen he did not expect. He was seemingly losing control of Terra. He pushed his minds power to try and get some control, but found he was reaching for his buster rifle. As it was dragged out, it was taking aim towards Jaron. Jacob could not stop the rifle from being fired and could only shout, "Jaron! Look out!"
Jaron turned and saw Jacob pointing his rifle at him and the shot being fired as well. Jaron dodged out of the way just in time as the shot was fired and took cover behind one of the mountains. Jaron opened a communication link with Jacob and asked, "Jacob! What was that shot for?"
He was answered with, "Hades seems to be controlling Terra somehow. I can't stop it." Jacob focused more of his mind into the system and kept trying to regain control of Terra. If anything, there was an interesting fight at hand...

Nelson only saw the shot come in out of nowhere, which Jaron managed to dodge. "He knows we're here?! Damn!"

"It's Terra," replied Jaron, "it's being controlled by the black one. I think he called it Hades!"

"Hades, huh? Suitable..." said Nelson. He activated his system. "It looks like we'll have to fight after all!" We have to fight Jacob AND the black one on foot?! This is beyond impossible!

Nelson only saw the shot come in out of nowhere, which Jaron managed to dodge. "He knows we're here?! Damn!"

"It's Terra," replied Jaron, "it's being controlled by the black one. I think he called it Hades!"

"Hades, huh? Suitable..." said Nelson. He activated his system. "It looks like we'll have to fight after all!" We have to fight Jacob AND the black one on foot?! This is beyond impossible!

As Hades saw Nelson appear, he made Terra aim its rifle at the Rangipapa. "Nelson! Look out!" With luck though, Jacob managed to move the aim off course to miss Nelson.
As the shot fired, Jacob quickly turned Terra's head and proclaimed, "I won't allow you to destroy my friends!" and fired Terra's vulcan guns at Hades. It brought Hades off focus and Terra was free again. As Hades was hit though, it flew back and fired a black beam of energy towards Terra. Jacob flew back and looked up at Hades flying above him and his friends.
Hades told Jacob, "If you will not join willingly, then I shall see if you truly have the skills neccessary to pilot Terra!" Hades flew in, and the hand to hand combat was soon to begin between the two...

OOC: More will be added later.

As Hades saw Nelson appear, he made Terra aim its rifle at the Rangipapa. "Nelson! Look out!" With luck though, Jacob managed to move the aim off course to miss Nelson.
As the shot fired, Jacob quickly turned Terra's head and proclaimed, "I won't allow you to destroy my friends!" and fired Terra's vulcan guns at Hades. It brought Hades off focus and Terra was free again. As Hades was hit though, it flew back and fired a black beam of energy towards Terra. Jacob flew back and looked up at Hades flying above him and his friends.
Hades told Jacob, "If you will not join willingly, then I shall see if you truly have the skills neccessary to pilot Terra!" Hades flew in, and the hand to hand combat was soon to begin between the two...

OOC: More will be added later.

"Jaron, while he's distracted!" yelled Nelson, boosting over to the fallen Darkstar and Dingo. He latched onto the heavier Gundam. "Let's at least get these around the mountain!" Rangipapa's joints moaned as the Darkstar was shifted from its position on the ground, and turning all of his thrusters to their maximum settings, he was able to get the pair airborne, but not without suffering from the intense G-forces...

"Jaron, while he's distracted!" yelled Nelson, boosting over to the fallen Darkstar and Dingo. He latched onto the heavier Gundam. "Let's at least get these around the mountain!" Rangipapa's joints moaned as the Darkstar was shifted from its position on the ground, and turning all of his thrusters to their maximum settings, he was able to get the pair airborne, but not without suffering from the intense G-forces...

"Right!" Jaron followed Nelson and helped move the Dingo over next to where Nelson set down the Darkstar. Immeadietly after setting down the Dingo, Jaron flew over to where the pilots might have been hidden. He made a communication in the area asking, "Star! Are you out here? Are you alright?"

The combat was intense between Hades and Terra. It was unlike anything Jacob had experienced before. It was an endless series of punches and blocks as one tried to gain advantage over another. After a while, two puches connected fist to fist. The two flew back and Hades fired a wave of energy again. Jacob retaliated by firing a wave of his energy at Hades. The two colided and a great explosion occured at the foot of one of the mountains.

Hades wove its hands around again and had control over Terra. This time, Terra was beginning to form a ball of energy from its hands. Hades told him, "Trust me boy. Once you are rid of those who hold you back, you will thank me for this day."

Jacob resisted though as he said, "No! I won't let you!" and forced himself mentally to not fire at the mountain. Doing so though was proving to be stressful for him. He wondered if any of the others were capable of handling something of this magnitude in their brain.

At the core of Terra, the sensors had found an outside force that was not usually found on the battlefield. The computer spoke out, "Opposing Terranium use detected. Emergency boost to pilot transmitting." With those words, the core in the black box shown so bright it could be seen with the radiance of the sun along the cracks. As this happened, a pulse was sent up to Jacob's cockpit. Finally, as the pulse hit the cockpit, the area around Jaocb flashed in front of his eyes, but he continued to struggle for control of Terra.

As Jacob continued to struggle, something extraoridnary happened. Something in the back of his brain seemed to snap and he felt a rush of energy flow through him. As this happened, Jacob found a forcefield form from the energy meant for the energy blast and used it to force Hades back. Jacob was now in control, and with what new features Terra had, that was soon to be discovered...

Hades thought to itself, "Ah... So now your true power has been awakened... This should be interesting..."

Washington

"Everything ready?" a man asked "Yes we move out tomorrow afternoon, at launch time acually" another man said to him "how many people?" a woman in the corner ask "a couple thousand" the second man answered. He then got up and got a drink "It may be simple but some times simple non-violent protests get the message across" he said before taking a sip.

After a relatively short and easy thirty minute flight, Wolf Squadron and the general were back at Novgorod base safe and sound. After getting out of their mobile suits, the nine pilots resisted the temptation to run off and take a break and instead patiently waited inside the hangar for orders from the lieutenant.

“Well, what do we have here?” asked Lt. Iysenburg as he got out of his cockpit, looking down at the rigid line of saluting pilots.

“Sergeant Sidorov ordered us to await further instructions from you, sir!” replied the pilots in unison.

“Ah, yes,” said the lieutenant, “well, we’ve all had a long day…perhaps it would be best if we all just took a break, hm?”

“But, sir…” began Dmitri, who had just gotten out of his cockpit.

“That’s an order, everyone. Anyone who disobeys it will be charged with treason,” said the lieutenant with an obvious tone of humor in his voice.

“Understood, sir!”
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Dmitri and Alexei walked through the busy main hallway on their way to the bar. While the rest of the squad had decided to either return to their rooms or hang out at the recreational center, the two of them had decided that they would celebrate the completion of their meaningless mission by drinking plenty of alcohol. Taking a right just past the mess hall, they finally reached their destination. As they walked into the bar, they noted that it was far more crowded than usual, and they took their usual seats at a table on the far side of the room. Looking around, Dmitri realized that the majority of the people seemed to be crowding around the TV screen in the center of the room.

“Wonder what everyone’s watching,” Alexei thought aloud as he got up to get a closer look at the TV.

“Let’s check it out,” replied Dmitri who quickly followed suit.

The two pushed and shoved their way into the crowd, and they soon got close enough to get a decent view of the large screen. It appeared that a breaking news report was being broadcasted.

“Hey, someone turn up the volume! We can’t hear shit!” Alexei shouted over the murmurs of the crowd.

“…a complete catastrophe. Just hours after the tragic destruction of Cairo orchestrated by the dangerous terrorist group, the Twilight Phoenix, the city of Paris has been struck by a similar terrorist act.”

The screen switches from the female newscaster to live footage of what remains of Paris.

“As you can see, the once magnificent city of Paris has been completely annihilated. All that remains is this sea of smoldering rubble and the ashes of millions of civilians who once inhabited the city. This horrific act of senseless destruction is extremely similar to the Cairo incident, and Republic officials are currently working as quickly as they can to track down the terrorists responsible.”

Screen switches to a high-ranking Republic general.

“We currently have all our best men on both this case and the Cairo case, and we won’t rest until we arrest every single terrorist involved in these atrocious acts.”

“Do you suspect that the Twilight Phoenix is involved?”

“While we aren’t too sure yet, there is a high possibility that either they or an associated terror group is behind this. The Army of Islam is also high on our suspects list due to their previous acts of terrorism in France.”

“Is there a possibility of another attack?”

“Absolutely not. The Republic is currently doing everything it can to stop any more of these terrible incidents from occurring, so all of you at home can relax. However, if you have any information that might help the Republic obtain the criminals responsible, please call your local emergency hotline right away.”

“Thank you for your time, back to you Susan.”

Violent shouting and yelling had erupted halfway through the broadcast, and it had just gotten louder and louder as it continued. It seemed as though everyone in the room was ready to kill.

“Fucking terrorists, kill them all!”

“Shit, my sister was visiting Paris! If she’s not all right…”

“The Republic had better slaughter them all!”

Dmitri had seen enough. He forcefully pushed himself out of the crowd, leaving a furious Alexei behind, grabbed a beer from a table, and walked into the hallway. A seething fury was building up inside of him, but strangely enough it wasn’t all because of the attacks. While the attacks had certainly angered him, what truly infuriated him was the fact that while all this was happening, he and his squadron were being told to guard a general from nothing in the middle of nowhere. Why couldn’t they go on real missions? Why couldn’t they fight real enemies of the Republic instead of shooting down virtual ones in the recreational room’s simulators?

Because you are weak.

Dmitri flashed back to his nightmare, how his Beta enemy dodged his shots and blocked his attacks with ease. How his whole body went numb as the enemy’s beam sword cut into his cockpit... Dmitri instinctively took a gulp of beer and choked on it, quickly bringing him back into reality. After catching his breath and chugging the rest of his bottle, he tossed it aside and began walking towards the recreational room. Perhaps he would get a new high score on the simulator today…

"We're in here!" called Laku. "Star, they're here, and they already moved the suits clear!" There was probably no hope of them joining the battle, but the rumbling from outside was getting worse. They were in danger if they stayed where they were for too long.

With Jaron's facing the cave, Nelson got between him and the battle above. Terra seemed to be putting out a lot more power than usual... and Hades was relishing the moment. "I've got your back," he told Jaron. I've never seen Jacob pull anything like that, and I don't think I could keep up even with the devil's luck... if that Hades isn't worried, just what kind of insane power does he have?! "Great White, any word on that control move that Hades was pulling?"

"Nothing we can detect!" replied Tom over the communicator. "We're guessing it just emits some sort of short-range signal, but we can't detect it... given what those two are doing, though, I wouldn't rule out an unknown technology!"

"You're joking!" said Nelson. "How are we supposed to counter that?!"

"You and Jaron get the girls and their suits back here," he replied. "Mervin can get you in a flight pack, but I don't think you want to be in that battle..."

Nelson stayed on his guard. His mind was humming... he was straining just to keep up with what the two were doing. "Jaron, once they're on board, we're hoofing it back with the suits. Jacob, you all right?"

While the phoenix did not have any operatives in Europe there was no short list of intelligence coming in to HQ to be processed in the morning. One attack you pick up the pieces and go back to what you were doing, two attacks you take revenge. Any more then two and you seek your enemies complete anniolation. The phoenix was already getting there plans as a whole together, the republic would feel there wraith.

((this isn't my main pilot.... just a guy I came up with to make this battle a little more personal I dont really mind that much if he dies i just hate making names))
Fabian Bleacker soon entered the linear catapult. He was one of the two hundred some that made up the first wave of the force. It was these two hundred that launched from the battleships and began to move forward to the enemy city.
The indicators flashed ready as the system prepared to launch. Soon Fabian gave his line. "Fabian Bleacker, TINN, Launching!" as the catapult slammed him back into his chair. Quickly he joined the formations of four that moved forward toward the enemy city.
Battleship line
The battleship line now began the opening barrage. It was hoped that these shells would disorganize the enemy forces as the main attack force approached. Numerous yellow shells emerged from the cannons of the battleships. These shells began striking at various points along the front line resulting in brilliant explosions and clouds of dust. Soon a secondary barrage of long ranged missiles came from the artillery equipped mobile suits riding on the battleships. These too speed to the enemy positions with trails of smoke ending in a bigger explosion than the shells. These flashes of light continued for several minutes as the main attack force approached. However, it stopped just as suddenly as it began when the attackforce reached the beginning of the clearing.
Fabian Bleacher's TINN
"Amazing" said Fabian as he witnessed the brilliant display of pyrotechnics. However, soon the signal came to advance into battle as the fireworks ended. Sighing he moved with the rest of the squadron into the open. The main battle was about to start.

The Aries aries squads Intercepted the TINN's just out side the city limits and an intence dogfight broke out in the air as the Aries either slammed into the TINN's tearing them apart with there beam sabers or unleashing hells furry from there assult rifles.

the 2 forces where fairly evenly matched and the battle raged in the air as several squads of gemini II's and Sagitarious streaked along the ground on there flight pods. as they entered firing range the sagitarious units came to a halt and opened fire on the transports and there guarding units a constant barage raining down on them letting up only when the G II's where within striking range

the sagitarious units then turning and firing into the gaps and holes in the republic lines targeting the CAS forces giving them one more thing to worry about... and commander Huges hadn't even dedicated all the forces at his command but that wasn't what he was worried about...

"We're in here!" called Laku. "Star, they're here, and they already moved the suits clear!" There was probably no hope of them joining the battle, but the rumbling from outside was getting worse. They were in danger if they stayed where they were for too long.

With Jaron's facing the cave, Nelson got between him and the battle above. Terra seemed to be putting out a lot more power than usual... and Hades was relishing the moment. "I've got your back," he told Jaron. I've never seen Jacob pull anything like that, and I don't think I could keep up even with the devil's luck... if that Hades isn't worried, just what kind of insane power does he have?! "Great White, any word on that control move that Hades was pulling?"

"Nothing we can detect!" replied Tom over the communicator. "We're guessing it just emits some sort of short-range signal, but we can't detect it... given what those two are doing, though, I wouldn't rule out an unknown technology!"

"You're joking!" said Nelson. "How are we supposed to counter that?!"

"You and Jaron get the girls and their suits back here," he replied. "Mervin can get you in a flight pack, but I don't think you want to be in that battle..."

Nelson stayed on his guard. His mind was humming... he was straining just to keep up with what the two were doing. "Jaron, once they're on board, we're hoofing it back with the suits. Jacob, you all right?"

As Jacob heard the question from Nelson, he answered, "I am fine. Get Laku and Star to a safe place." There was a difference in his voice however. His voice seemed to have an edge of empowerment within it. Jacob could not tell what the effects of the Terra were, but they had something that caused him to act with more power. He flew overhead and drew a sword from energy in Terra's hands. After flying in, Terra and Hades were clashed in an intense sword fight. All of this power seemed to leave Hades on the defensive, and possibly could be soon defeated.

However, Hades refused to let the battle end. It was time for extreme measures. Hades told him, "Unleash your true power Jacob! Show me you have powers beyond the simple Gundam!" As it said this, Hades lifted up its hands and the unthinkable happened. Pillars of stone rose up from the ground and were thrust towards Jacob. As if Jacob was acting on instinct, he lifted up his hands and stopped the pillars from hitting him. The result of the ceased pillars brought much pressure on the pillars, so much that after a few minutes, they crumbled into mere sand. As soon as this happened, the sand fell to the ground and Hades summoned another pillar from the mountain.

This time though, the pillar was not meant for the Terra, Jacob quickly saw the pillar shooting for the Great White. He speed up with the pillar and got in front of it. As soon as this happened, Jacob use the energy blast saying, "You will cause us no more problems!" When the blast was fired, it was unlike anything seen before. The blast was larger than anyone had seen before, enough to destroy the pillar and attack Hades who controlled it. Even though it missed Hades, the blast left an idea of its power by leaving a large hole in the middle of the mountain behind Hades.

Hades told Jacob, "Not bad Jacob. But you still require to attain more of the power within you before you are ready."

Jacob asked whoever was in the Gundam, "What are you talking about? Who are you fighting for?"

Hades answered, "I fight for neither the petty Republic nor for the Resistance. I fight for a new Earth that will be formed from the battles between you and I. One day it shall decide the fate of this planet. But for now, you must continue to practice within Terra." With those words, Hades flew off at great speed. Jacob drew out his rifle and tried to blast Hades, but could not hit him. It was a matter of time before the strange Gundam dissapeared into the distance...

This time though, the pillar was not meant for the Terra, Jacob quickly saw the pillar shooting for the Great White. He speed up with the pillar and got in front of it. As soon as this happened, Jacob use the energy blast saying, "You will cause us no more problems!" When the blast was fired, it was unlike anything seen before. The blast was larger than anyone had seen before, enough to destroy the pillar and attack Hades who controlled it. Even though it missed Hades, the blast left an idea of its power by leaving a large hole in the middle of the mountain behind Hades.

Hades told Jacob, "Not bad Jacob. But you still require to attain more of the power within you before you are ready."

Jacob asked whoever was in the Gundam, "What are you talking about? Who are you fighting for?"

Hades answered, "I fight for neither the petty Republic nor for the Resistance. I fight for a new Earth that will be formed from the battles between you and I. One day it shall decide the fate of this planet. But for now, you must continue to practice within Terra." With those words, Hades flew off at great speed. Jacob drew out his rifle and tried to blast Hades, but could not hit him. It was a matter of time before the strange Gundam dissapeared into the distance...

Flashes of light could now be seen in the distance from the bridge. "They're taking too long... our approach has already brought us into enemy range!" reported Gimbley. "Allblack and Crofton are requesting clearance to land Darkstar and Dingo Custom!"

"Open A hanger!" ordered Simms. "Release locks on main cannons and prepare charge." It seemed like a dark cloud was hovering over the battlefield. It was difficult to make out who was winning, but then the Earth itself started to tremble and rise...

A warning siren blared. "Incoming enemy attack! I can't identify the type!" Rian shouted. "Confirming visual... that's a...!!"

"It threw a god-damned mountain at us?!" cried Morris. "Charge is only at 50%, we can't do more than dent something of that size and density!"

"All hands, brace for impact!" And prepare to be crushed...

Nelson and Jaron watched powerlessly as the hulking mass passed overhead. Adam didn't even bother pulling the trigger.

"High speed signal directly ahead, it's between us!" reported Gimbley. "It's the Terra!"

Even more impressive than the Hades' attack was Jacob's response. The mountain melted away into nothing and the ground behind the enemy Gundam was vaporized. When the dust cleared, the Hades was gone.

"All traces of the enemy have vanished," Rian managed to choke out. "We've confirmed the safety of all pilots and mobile suits."

"He did it?" said Simms. The Terra floated majestically in the air before them. That's no ordinary mobile suit... and certainly no ordinary prince, either... but what is that Hades still hiding?

Nelson powered down his system and delivered the Darkstar to the hanger. He was relieved that Jacob had been able to handle things on his own... given what the Hades had shown it was capable of, he seriously doubted that he would be able to do anything as he was now. I'm going to need to get a lot stronger... Jaron was behind him with the Dingo as well as the girls. Mechanics were instantly swarming around them, trying to take stock of what needed to be fixed and how it could be done.

"Transfer Nelson and Jacob over to B hanger, we'll shift the Core to the back and tidy up the space later," said Mervin. I guess this'll force me to go over there more often, so I might be able to get some work done on that thing... "The other four will remain in A. Terra, Darkstar, and Moloti Dingo have priority!" The Terra eclipsed every performance measure we took over the past few days in those last few moments, and there's every reason to believe it can be pushed farther... but is the prince's mind strong enough? We must unravel the secrets of this machine!

occ: this is rapidly developing into the Star Wars Empire vs the Rebellion conflict. aka, death star....oh well, this is getting fun.

ic:

Gone, a big wasteland, the sparkling city on the river was destroyed, it was a tragedy.
Paris was off the world map.....and millions of troops and unarmed civillians lives were cut short. But after this sly move by Terra, the peoples' will was yet to be destroyed, and had infact, could have been the and worst mistake the Terra had ever done.
Yes, the most beautiful city in the world was destroyed, (hey its been proven true, sorry New York, Sana Monica, London, and the Netherlands) Yes, this may have been a major victory for the Terra, but the outcome was to backfire on them.

Instead of breaking their spirit, millions were suddenly converted to the European cause, and more sympathy for them grew. And the city of Paris was to be rebuilt to its former glory, with most of the bluprints and images of the city saved so that the task wouldn't be so hard.

And a message was sent to the people under Terra rule and around the world:
"People of the world, for decades now we have watched the Terra gain more power and conquer new lands so that 'order and unity' would come to the Earth. We, along with others, have tried to resist what they have done, and the propoganda spread by them had made a false image on us. But now, everyone should know how they really act. They, without second thought, have compleatly destroyed Paris, one of the most beautiful cities in the world, for their own personal gain (images come up of the destruction). The French people were widely oppresed, and couldn't stay under their rule for much longer, so they rebeled, and now, all they had worked for was destroyed, along with millions of unarmed citizens. If this is the way they chose to unite the world, by blowing up cities, destroying lives, and devestating countries, then this is not the way to 'order and unity', this is the way to chaos and destruction. And we urge people everywhere, to not just stand by and watch this happen......"

occ: more to come later
occc: now its later

occ: this is rapidly developing into the Star Wars Empire vs the Rebellion conflict. aka, death star....oh well, this is getting fun.

ic:

Gone, a big wasteland, the sparkling city on the river was destroyed, it was a tragedy.
Paris was off the world map.....

occ: more to come later

(OOC: Shouldn't be too surprising, given the number of Star Wars references in first Gundam. Ooo, and Destiny analogies! Shinn is to Dullindal as Anakin is to Palpatine! Malchio can be Yoda, and...)

"He did it?" said Simms. The Terra floated majestically in the air before them. That's no ordinary mobile suit... and certainly no ordinary prince, either... but what is that Hades still hiding?

Nelson powered down his system and delivered the Darkstar to the hanger. He was relieved that Jacob had been able to handle things on his own... given what the Hades had shown it was capable of, he seriously doubted that he would be able to do anything as he was now. I'm going to need to get a lot stronger... Jaron was behind him with the Dingo as well as the girls. Mechanics were instantly swarming around them, trying to take stock of what needed to be fixed and how it could be done.

"Transfer Nelson and Jacob over to B hanger, we'll shift the Core to the back and tidy up the space later," said Mervin. I guess this'll force me to go over there more often, so I might be able to get some work done on that thing... "The other four will remain in A. Terra, Darkstar, and Moloti Dingo have priority!" The Terra eclipsed every performance measure we took over the past few days in those last few moments, and there's every reason to believe it can be pushed farther... but is the prince's mind strong enough? We must unravel the secrets of this machine!

Jacob was now able to return to the Great White without any harm or worry for the girls. Once he got there, he had to make sure they were not harmed in any way by the Gundam or its pilot. But he was still wondering to himself, "Just what is Hades asking me to do?" Hades seemed to want Jacob to become more powerful and acquainted with Terra. Just who was piloting it? Hopefully that would soon be answered.

As Jacob shut down Terra, something strange happened. He didn't pass out or receive a massive headache, he felt perfectly normal...

After a relatively short and easy thirty minute flight, Wolf Squadron and the general were back at Novgorod base safe and sound. After getting out of their mobile suits, the nine pilots resisted the temptation to run off and take a break and instead patiently waited inside the hangar for orders from the lieutenant.

“Well, what do we have here?” asked Lt. Iysenburg as he got out of his cockpit, looking down at the rigid line of saluting pilots.

“Sergeant Sidorov ordered us to await further instructions from you, sir!” replied the pilots in unison.

“Ah, yes,” said the lieutenant, “well, we’ve all had a long day…perhaps it would be best if we all just took a break, hm?”

“But, sir…” began Dmitri, who had just gotten out of his cockpit.

“That’s an order, everyone. Anyone who disobeys it will be charged with treason,” said the lieutenant with an obvious tone of humor in his voice.

“Understood, sir!”
------------

Dmitri and Alexei walked through the busy main hallway on their way to the bar. While the rest of the squad had decided to either return to their rooms or hang out at the recreational center, the two of them had decided that they would celebrate the completion of their meaningless mission by drinking plenty of alcohol. Taking a right just past the mess hall, they finally reached their destination. As they walked into the bar, they noted that it was far more crowded than usual, and they took their usual seats at a table on the far side of the room. Looking around, Dmitri realized that the majority of the people seemed to be crowding around the TV screen in the center of the room.

“Wonder what everyone’s watching,” Alexei thought aloud as he got up to get a closer look at the TV.

“Let’s check it out,” replied Dmitri who quickly followed suit.

The two pushed and shoved their way into the crowd, and they soon got close enough to get a decent view of the large screen. It appeared that a breaking news report was being broadcasted.

“Hey, someone turn up the volume! We can’t hear shit!” Alexei shouted over the murmurs of the crowd.

“…a complete catastrophe. Just hours after the tragic destruction of Cairo orchestrated by the dangerous terrorist group, the Twilight Phoenix, the city of Paris has been struck by a similar terrorist act.”

The screen switches from the female newscaster to live footage of what remains of Paris.

“As you can see, the once magnificent city of Paris has been completely annihilated. All that remains is this sea of smoldering rubble and the ashes of millions of civilians who once inhabited the city. This horrific act of senseless destruction is extremely similar to the Cairo incident, and Republic officials are currently working as quickly as they can to track down the terrorists responsible.”

Screen switches to a high-ranking Republic general.

“We currently have all our best men on both this case and the Cairo case, and we won’t rest until we arrest every single terrorist involved in these atrocious acts.”

“Do you suspect that the Twilight Phoenix is involved?”

“While we aren’t too sure yet, there is a high possibility that either they or an associated terror group is behind this. The Army of Islam is also high on our suspects list due to their previous acts of terrorism in France.”

“Is there a possibility of another attack?”

“Absolutely not. The Republic is currently doing everything it can to stop any more of these terrible incidents from occurring, so all of you at home can relax. However, if you have any information that might help the Republic obtain the criminals responsible, please call your local emergency hotline right away.”

“Thank you for your time, back to you Susan.”

Violent shouting and yelling had erupted halfway through the broadcast, and it had just gotten louder and louder as it continued. It seemed as though everyone in the room was ready to kill.

“Fucking terrorists, kill them all!”

“Shit, my sister was visiting Paris! If she’s not all right…”

“The Republic had better slaughter them all!”

Dmitri had seen enough. He forcefully pushed himself out of the crowd, leaving a furious Alexei behind, grabbed a beer from a table, and walked into the hallway. A seething fury was building up inside of him, but strangely enough it wasn’t all because of the attacks. While the attacks had certainly angered him, what truly infuriated him was the fact that while all this was happening, he and his squadron were being told to guard a general from nothing in the middle of nowhere. Why couldn’t they go on real missions? Why couldn’t they fight real enemies of the Republic instead of shooting down virtual ones in the recreational room’s simulators?

Because you are weak.

Dmitri flashed back to his nightmare, how his Beta enemy dodged his shots and blocked his attacks with ease. How his whole body went numb as the enemy’s beam sword cut into his cockpit... Dmitri instinctively took a gulp of beer and choked on it, quickly bringing him back into reality. After catching his breath and chugging the rest of his bottle, he tossed it aside and began walking towards the recreational room. Perhaps he would get a new high score on the simulator today…

Ivan sighed as he watched the news broadcast from his office... he knew what had really happened it was another alpha strike... so soon after cairo Sage must be worried about something first the bombing of helsinki then the nuking of Sydney and melborn and now the alpha strikes sage was either panicking over something or there was something more going on that he couldn't see. but surly even sage could see that these tactics wernt going to play in his favor for long.

he turned off his screen and looked down at his orders wich where simple enough retake the scandinavian held portions of russian and re establish Nordic command in preperatin for the defence of the republic from the reformed european union.

"Sven summon the command staff" they had an offenive to plan

Port headland

General Roy sat reading over the reports coming out of France, Egypt and a short notace out of africa that a base had come under attack there was also a set of orders attached:
To: General Stephan Roy
From: Terran High Command
Re: Troop Redeployment
Encryption: ****-***
Key:**-****-**

General:

Due to the increasd activities on the global stage the redeployment of troops out of the Oceanic theater has been stepped up. it is our beleife that the remaining rogue nations have seen fit to attemp to explit the thinnig of our forces to gain an advantage on there own fronts this illusion of "free reign" must not be alowed to continue as you read this fleat admerals have also receaved sailing orders and are enrout to the atlantic either via the indian ocean or the Panma cannal.

The republic requires every able boddied houlder and mobile suit to be preped for redeployment and ready to move on a moments notace. This false unity cannot be alowed to continue for it is only buy our strength and leadership can true order and unity exist.

Well that suted him just fine the minor resistance of the Union populace didnt require the exesave amounts of force he had at his isposal so he would be glad to be rid of several divisions of Terran forces

At least the base wouldn't be so crowded anymore

((ooc: warning! MASSIVE troop movement out of Australia... good luck hideing that :D:D you people are SOooooooo in trouble :D:D))

The Aries aries squads Intercepted the TINN's just out side the city limits and an intence dogfight broke out in the air as the Aries either slammed into the TINN's tearing them apart with there beam sabers or unleashing hells furry from there assult rifles.

the 2 forces where fairly evenly matched and the battle raged in the air as several squads of gemini II's and Sagitarious streaked along the ground on there flight pods. as they entered firing range the sagitarious units came to a halt and opened fire on the transports and there guarding units a constant barage raining down on them letting up only when the G II's where within striking range

the sagitarious units then turning and firing into the gaps and holes in the republic lines targeting the CAS forces giving them one more thing to worry about... and commander Huges hadn't even dedicated all the forces at his command but that wasn't what he was worried about...
...Battleship Coruscate...
Admiral Tjaard Wyman walked around the bridge that ocsionally shook as an enemy shot found its way and hit. It didn't worry him as his bridge was sealed off. (like the minevera..... such a pain when ships becomes useless) The flat screens that surrounded the people on the bridge showed footage from the vicious battle and numerous status screens. One one mat he could see numerous red dots followed by a message saying "signal lost" appeared and faded out.
"status report" he called out
An ensign answered saying "squadrons 2 and 6 have been wiped out 1 and 10 are heavily damaged and are returning for resupply." The admiral slammed his hand on a nearby console.
"This is taking too long," he stated "Send out three missile launcher, two Linear Cannon, four anti air, and two long range missile FlAU Squadrons. Send them to the weakest area of our lines. Divert three squadron of Mobile Armor mode TINNs from our Air Cover.

[Battle]
The TINNs being a transformable mobile suit/armor has a higher operation ceiling than many other mobile suits. The pilots were trained to use this to their utmost advantage. Soon they dived down from the sky to to the battle raging below. As they dove they launched their missiles while firing at the enemy mobile suits with their heavy chainguns. The stormed past the battle before transforming and aiding the remaining TINNs against the enemy mobile suits.
On the ground the FlAUs began to spread out these units began using their weapons against any ground mobile suits in their way. These battling forces were mostly the short ranged missile type as they were most suited to this application. They used their scale system to move nimbly and their doublesided beam sabers to slice through enemy mobile suits.
The Others used their main armament as a long and mid-ranged support systems. These units fired high velocity shells and missiles at the enemy mobile suits above and around them. These forces were also accompanied by numerous anti-air FlAUs which spewed metal from its radar (or if you use m particles with visual targeting systems augmented with laser targeting designator) guided guns. These high heat 145mm shells were launched at the enemy forces with high accuracy. Even with these reinforcements time would only tell if these forces would have any substantial impact on the battle.
Fabian Bleacher's TINN
Fabian attacked yet another enemy mobile suit. He was apparently one of the better pilots on the first line as he was one of the few that remained relatively undamaged. He response time to attack was also getting better as he dodged yet another attack from the beam sword of his opponent. Quickly he pushed his sword into the cockpit of the enemy mobile suit. He quickly moved away as it exploded before continuing on to his next opponent.

OOC: NK you have no idea how screwed you (and the entire republic) really are untill it hits you :P biggest hits to the republic are yet to come though you are completly at fault for it

OOC: NK you have no idea how screwed you (and the entire republic) really are untill it hits you :P biggest hits to the republic are yet to come though you are completly at fault for it

((ooc: well of corse there screwwd isn't that the point... but wheres the fun in rolling over... besides i have afew tricks of my own))

Somewhere is Lesotho, New Primary Command Center
Everyone was rushing around as numerous reports of terra republic military movements came in. There was much activity in the indian ocean and the commanders were rushing to privide some measure to defend against the comming onslaught of troops. After meeting for a while the commanders of the CAS military has come up with a plan.
An admiral walked out of the conference room before talking to a comm officer. "Contact the First Underwater Fleet."
"Secure link established"
"Admiral, you must be aware of the actions of the Republic."
"I am," he replied.
"Well your fleets mission is to conduct submarine warfare against the enemy transports. We hope you are successful. Headquarters out." The admiral then walked away hoping that the submarines would be effective against the enemy transports.

Flashes of light could now be seen in the distance from the bridge. "They're taking too long... our approach has already brought us into enemy range!" reported Gimbley. "Allblack and Crofton are requesting clearance to land Darkstar and Dingo Custom!"

"Open A hanger!" ordered Simms. "Release locks on main cannons and prepare charge." It seemed like a dark cloud was hovering over the battlefield. It was difficult to make out who was winning, but then the Earth itself started to tremble and rise...

A warning siren blared. "Incoming enemy attack! I can't identify the type!" Rian shouted. "Confirming visual... that's a...!!"

"It threw a god-damned mountain at us?!" cried Morris. "Charge is only at 50%, we can't do more than dent something of that size and density!"

"All hands, brace for impact!" And prepare to be crushed...

Nelson and Jaron watched powerlessly as the hulking mass passed overhead. Adam didn't even bother pulling the trigger.

"High speed signal directly ahead, it's between us!" reported Gimbley. "It's the Terra!"

Even more impressive than the Hades' attack was Jacob's response. The mountain melted away into nothing and the ground behind the enemy Gundam was vaporized. When the dust cleared, the Hades was gone.

"All traces of the enemy have vanished," Rian managed to choke out. "We've confirmed the safety of all pilots and mobile suits."

"He did it?" said Simms. The Terra floated majestically in the air before them. That's no ordinary mobile suit... and certainly no ordinary prince, either... but what is that Hades still hiding?

Nelson powered down his system and delivered the Darkstar to the hanger. He was relieved that Jacob had been able to handle things on his own... given what the Hades had shown it was capable of, he seriously doubted that he would be able to do anything as he was now. I'm going to need to get a lot stronger... Jaron was behind him with the Dingo as well as the girls. Mechanics were instantly swarming around them, trying to take stock of what needed to be fixed and how it could be done.

"Transfer Nelson and Jacob over to B hanger, we'll shift the Core to the back and tidy up the space later," said Mervin. I guess this'll force me to go over there more often, so I might be able to get some work done on that thing... "The other four will remain in A. Terra, Darkstar, and Moloti Dingo have priority!" The Terra eclipsed every performance measure we took over the past few days in those last few moments, and there's every reason to believe it can be pushed farther... but is the prince's mind strong enough? We must unravel the secrets of this machine!

Star scrambled out of the Busted cockpit of the Darkstar and jumped down to the deck and instantly started looking around for the pilot of the Terra.. she had several choise words for him. sure the hades was doing some weird shit but thats no excuse to let him escape!

star stormed over to the nearest techie and grabing him by the shirt collar pulled him an inch from her face "i don't care how you do it... but fix it! i have a score to settle and i need a suit to do it in get me"

"got you" Alec stammered and caught his breath as she let him go and stormed off So thats the infamous trator Miz Lynde he massaged his neck where his shirt had dug in No wounder she' was so effective. i better stay on her good side untill instructed otherwise "Riley! get me a damage report on the Darkstar Stat!" he yelled to one of the other technitions has he made his way over to Lakues to asses its damage

Jacob stood out of the Terra and made his way across the balcony. It was an odd feeling to not be exhausted after piloting Terra, but Jacob felt as if something had changed in him. There was something different in the back of his head. Did the battle between him and Hades actually cause some strange effect within him? He would have to learn more about that later since Hades was now nowhere to be seen. Jacob walked around for a bit to find Nelson and Jaron. He asked them, "Are the pilots alright?"

Jacob stood out of the Terra and made his way across the balcony. It was an odd feeling to not be exhausted after piloting Terra, but Jacob felt as if something had changed in him. There was something different in the back of his head. Did the battle between him and Hades actually cause some strange effect within him? He would have to learn more about that later since Hades was now nowhere to be seen. Jacob walked around for a bit to find Nelson and Jaron. He asked them, "Are the pilots alright?"

"Seems like they're okay, a little fatigued from being out for so long, but they made due incredibly well," said Nelson. "Still, the medical team kind of grabbed them as soon as they got in... Star wasn't happy about that." Jaron just sighed with relief... that sounded exactly like her, so she was probably fine.

"Higgsy!" called Mervin. "I'm putting you in charge of Darkstar and Gemini; you seem to have a good feel for Terran builds and we don't have nearly enough time to wait for me to figure out what they're doing. Dingo team, I need a full assessment of the damage to Moloti unit. Figure out what we need to replace and what we can hack back together." He hoped they had the resources needed to bring the two back up to speed. The Hades hadn't damaged them much when it captured them, but the few hits it had put on them were severe. It looked like its single body blow had damaged Laku's cockpit to the point of requiring a total refit.

As for the Terra... Moving Terra and X-2 to B should be a good thing... I'll have a chance to focus on Nelson and Prince Jacob's development. These guys are producing bizarre phenomena faster than I can analyze it, and this last battle will need some particularly close study... and the Core... aaugh, so much work to do, and not enough time to do it!

When Mervin had a chance, he made his way over to the pilots. "Well, that battle threw all my theories out the window, I think," he said. "Seeing the Terra and Hades summon that kind of power at will... I think, at this point, my only option is to go with Tom's hypothesis of 'It's an unknown technology.' I think that these two Gundams represent a new generation of Terran mobile suits, and if that's the case, then we might be in big trouble." He turned to Jacob. "I imagine that must have taken quite a toll on you... are you feeling all right? You don't look too bad..."

Great White

The bridge crew tried to calm down now that the battle was over. Hades was nowhere in sight, and everyone was accounted for. The Prince had made everything possible. But where to go from here...

Simms requested that Rolf and Roland report to the bridge to hold a makeshift council of war. "Now that the recovery has been completed, we need to decide our next course of action. Admiral Hall's fleet should be attacking Istanbul right now to gain passage into the Black Sea; should he succeed, we are in a good position to fly north and assist him. We could also punch into Russia from the south by entering via Chechnya. I would like to know what your opinions are."

Southern France

"What do you mean, 'It's gone?' ... Like at Cairo? Son of a bitch!" There you had it. No need to keep going, as the target of the operation was gone. Now the joint Italo-Union force was stuck wondering what to do next. It seemed like the better part of the allied force in the north hadn't been in Paris at the time, but the sheer volume of damage was staggering.

"Perhaps we can expect more French to defect to us now? They were promised power and glory, but in the end, they were just a pawn... surely they realize this now?"

"They could very well blame it on us... you saw how they handled the Cairo bombardment, right?"

"Either way, it means Sage is losing his patience."

"Which is a reason for us to fight harder. When he finally unleashes his Atlantic Fleet, we're in the first line of defense."

...Battleship Coruscate...
Admiral Tjaard Wyman walked around the bridge that ocsionally shook as an enemy shot found its way and hit. It didn't worry him as his bridge was sealed off. (like the minevera..... such a pain when ships becomes useless) The flat screens that surrounded the people on the bridge showed footage from the vicious battle and numerous status screens. One one mat he could see numerous red dots followed by a message saying "signal lost" appeared and faded out.
"status report" he called out
An ensign answered saying "squadrons 2 and 6 have been wiped out 1 and 10 are heavily damaged and are returning for resupply." The admiral slammed his hand on a nearby console.
"This is taking too long," he stated "Send out three missile launcher, two Linear Cannon, four anti air, and two long range missile FlAU Squadrons. Send them to the weakest area of our lines. Divert three squadron of Mobile Armor mode TINNs from our Air Cover.

[Battle]
The TINNs being a transformable mobile suit/armor has a higher operation ceiling than many other mobile suits. The pilots were trained to use this to their utmost advantage. Soon they dived down from the sky to to the battle raging below. As they dove they launched their missiles while firing at the enemy mobile suits with their heavy chainguns. The stormed past the battle before transforming and aiding the remaining TINNs against the enemy mobile suits.
On the ground the FlAUs began to spread out these units began using their weapons against any ground mobile suits in their way. These battling forces were mostly the short ranged missile type as they were most suited to this application. They used their scale system to move nimbly and their doublesided beam sabers to slice through enemy mobile suits.
The Others used their main armament as a long and mid-ranged support systems. These units fired high velocity shells and missiles at the enemy mobile suits above and around them. These forces were also accompanied by numerous anti-air FlAUs which spewed metal from its radar (or if you use m particles with visual targeting systems augmented with laser targeting designator) guided guns. These high heat 145mm shells were launched at the enemy forces with high accuracy. Even with these reinforcements time would only tell if these forces would have any substantial impact on the battle.
Fabian Bleacher's TINN
Fabian attacked yet another enemy mobile suit. He was apparently one of the better pilots on the first line as he was one of the few that remained relatively undamaged. He response time to attack was also getting better as he dodged yet another attack from the beam sword of his opponent. Quickly he pushed his sword into the cockpit of the enemy mobile suit. He quickly moved away as it exploded before continuing on to his next opponent.

"damn it" the base commander slamed his fist down on the tablei knew this would happen we don't have the supplies for an extended battle units whre starting to fall back as battrys started reading low and loaded ammo ran out and fresh units replaced them maintaining the lines strength.

they could most likely hold out for a couple days 3 tops at this pace Damn the pheonix. damn them to hell "radio command with our condition tell them we need supplies now or the african linses are going to be lost

((ooc: good ole work posts and there crappy nedd... will post more later))

When Mervin had a chance, he made his way over to the pilots. "Well, that battle threw all my theories out the window, I think," he said. "Seeing the Terra and Hades summon that kind of power at will... I think, at this point, my only option is to go with Tom's hypothesis of 'It's an unknown technology.' I think that these two Gundams represent a new generation of Terran mobile suits, and if that's the case, then we might be in big trouble." He turned to Jacob. "I imagine that must have taken quite a toll on you... are you feeling all right? You don't look too bad..."

"Yep, Star doesn't seem to be shaken in the slightest. If you haven't noticed, you should probably stay out of her way for a while. Five days without a battle would probably make her bored out of her mind." Jaron told them. Even in being with Star for a short while, he could tell she was a pilot made for battle. Obviously, having Hades around was something that snapped another fragile fabric in her politeness nerves.

As soon as Mervin came over to meet them, Jacob heard the question and he told him, "Differnet than usual actually. When I exited Terra, I didn't feel any form of exhaustion or pain. I don't know if it's simply that I've gotten used to the system in Terra or if something has happened to me."

When Jacob answered, Jaron entered in saying, "Yeah, I think Star actually might know something about the Terra that we don't. I think if we ever see her in a better mood, we should try asking her."

((ooc: Oooo thats gonna be interesting... she still thinks jacobs dead LOL))

occ: ohh that will be a hoot! :)

Roland entered Rolf's room....

"Jacob is back, and he unusually seemes fine, though it looks like something is bothering him, maybe we should ask him about what happened."

he paused and then continued,
"And....Paris....well.......got....wiped off the map."

OOC: rofl she has been around him for like what week and not noticed? geez not vary observent, any problems with me jumping to morning?

OOC: rofl she has been around him for like what week and not noticed? geez not vary observent, any problems with me jumping to morning?

((ooc: corection... she was around Hade's for a week. the closest shes actualy been to Jacob since his "death" was walking past his room on the civilian ship... now whos observent :P :D ))

Great White

The bridge crew tried to calm down now that the battle was over. Hades was nowhere in sight, and everyone was accounted for. The Prince had made everything possible. But where to go from here...

Simms requested that Rolf and Roland report to the bridge to hold a makeshift council of war. "Now that the recovery has been completed, we need to decide our next course of action. Admiral Hall's fleet should be attacking Istanbul right now to gain passage into the Black Sea; should he succeed, we are in a good position to fly north and assist him. We could also punch into Russia from the south by entering via Chechnya. I would like to know what your opinions are."

Rolf began by saying, "Right now Mr. Simms, I would like to request that we meet with the leaders of Iran if it be possible. The leaders in my government have begun considering that perhaps we should obtain their support as an ally against the Republic." Rolf went on to add, "I know their actions are not satisfactory to that of more honorable nations, but we should at least find out if they are willing to accept our hand in mutual agression agains the Republic."

Rolf also added, "Ah yes, I have just learned from Mr. Fespute of some rather ill news. It appears that the city of Paris has been destroyed, just like Cairo has in these last few hours."

"Seems like they're okay, a little fatigued from being out for so long, but they made due incredibly well," said Nelson. "Still, the medical team kind of grabbed them as soon as they got in... Star wasn't happy about that." Jaron just sighed with relief... that sounded exactly like her, so she was probably fine.

Star sat on her medical cot fuming she had already made a few of the nursed blanch at her choice of words to vent her frustration. it helped but it would take more then just yelling at innocent nurses to truly calm her down to a more normal level 5 days of nothing had agrivated her more than anyone could have imagined and yelling at the rock known as Hades didn't help any.

while she was apart of the Terran military there was always training and daily missions always something to keep her busy and now there was one more evening of inactivity as ordered by the ships doctor for rest and overnight observation. as much as star hated it she knew the doctor was right so he would be spared the worst of her wrath but the next person to but one word out of line was very likely to get a fist in the face.

((ooc: hold of on Jacob coming to talk to her for now i got one more thing i want to do but anyone elses is welcome... c'mon i dare you LOL :D ))

"Higgsy!" called Mervin. "I'm putting you in charge of Darkstar and Gemini; you seem to have a good feel for Terran builds and we don't have nearly enough time to wait for me to figure out what they're doing. Dingo team, I need a full assessment of the damage to Moloti unit. Figure out what we need to replace and what we can hack back together." He hoped they had the resources needed to bring the two back up to speed. The Hades hadn't damaged them much when it captured them, but the few hits it had put on them were severe. It looked like its single body blow had damaged Laku's cockpit to the point of requiring a total refit.

As for the Terra... Moving Terra and X-2 to B should be a good thing... I'll have a chance to focus on Nelson and Prince Jacob's development. These guys are producing bizarre phenomena faster than I can analyze it, and this last battle will need some particularly close study... and the Core... aaugh, so much work to do, and not enough time to do it!

"you got it!" Alec turned to the rest of his team "well you heard the man lets move" Jaron's Gemini was relitivly undamaged from its recent excursion more just a little dusty and in need of a slight recharge but that was it he assigned a pare if technitions to see to it and ordered the rest of the team to follow him over to the Darkstar.

The Gundam had seen better days just from the look of it the Hades had definatly done a number on it in its efforts to subdue Star. the cockpit had taken a pummeling the head was half crushed the flight unit was a mangled wreck and the forearms and hands where useless.

one of the team members let out a low whistle as they surveyed the damage "well lets get to it and be snappy about it or you get to tell her its not ready" that got everyones attention because they had seen her threaten Tom when she had first come aboard Alec had been out of the bay during that encounter but he had heard about that on top of his own recent encounter before the medics had gotten a hold of her was enough for the rest of the team to know that getting on her bad side was not a healthy idea

"Yep, Star doesn't seem to be shaken in the slightest. If you haven't noticed, you should probably stay out of her way for a while. Five days without a battle would probably make her bored out of her mind." Jaron told them. Even in being with Star for a short while, he could tell she was a pilot made for battle. Obviously, having Hades around was something that snapped another fragile fabric in her politeness nerves.

As soon as Mervin came over to meet them, Jacob heard the question and he told him, "Differnet than usual actually. When I exited Terra, I didn't feel any form of exhaustion or pain. I don't know if it's simply that I've gotten used to the system in Terra or if something has happened to me."

When Jacob answered, Jaron entered in saying, "Yeah, I think Star actually might know something about the Terra that we don't. I think if we ever see her in a better mood, we should try asking her."

"No pain at all this time..." Mervin mumbled. "Well now, this REALLY throws a wrench into things. At this point, we definitely need to ask anyone who might know something."

"Well, he said he might have just gotten used to it, right?" said Nelson. "He's had to fight more intense battles than I did, and he's had a few more, too."

"But whenever you draw more power out of the system, you get worse temporarily," Mervin said. "The prince seems to have improved his synthesis by drawing out more power, which means we can't apply what we learn from X-2 to the Terra. Just the same, there's no way to be sure that there aren't any effects at all, so let me know if anything changes. For now, though, let's go visit the girls..."

Rolf began by saying, "Right now Mr. Simms, I would like to request that we meet with the leaders of Iran if it be possible. The leaders in my government have begun considering that perhaps we should obtain their support as an ally against the Republic." Rolf went on to add, "I know their actions are not satisfactory to that of more honorable nations, but we should at least find out if they are willing to accept our hand in mutual agression agains the Republic."

Rolf also added, "Ah yes, I have just learned from Mr. Fespute of some rather ill news. It appears that the city of Paris has been destroyed, just like Cairo has in these last few hours."

"They destroyed it rather than defended it... damn! As long as the orbital fleet has a monopoly on space power, nothing we do down here can really affect them. But... we have no way of getting people up there at all." But what Rolf said made sense. For all the problems they'd had with Iran in the past, they had a formidable military and definitely thought badly of Republic encroachment in the Middle East.

"If we were to reach out to Tehran, that might buy us the assistance we need to move north," Simms reasoned. "While I'm sure they'll want us to push west instead, I'm sure they would support at attack on Chechnya."

"But there's the Asian bases to consider..." Morris said. "We have noticed an increase in message traffic heading towards Terran forces in Australia. We don't know the encryption codes, but I would bet that they're planning to move at last. Once they swing west, Iran is first in the line of fire. They won't be able to spare anyone if that's true."

"That's true, and we don't know if the remaining free Asian states will be able to resist them for long," said Simms. "If they had advanced mobile suit programs like we did, there's a chance, but we don't have any intelligence on them at all. At the very least, however, we can try to ensure that Iran is on our side."

"damn it" the base commander slamed his fist down on the tablei knew this would happen we don't have the supplies for an extended battle units whre starting to fall back as battrys started reading low and loaded ammo ran out and fresh units replaced them maintaining the lines strength.

they could most likely hold out for a couple days 3 tops at this pace Damn the pheonix. damn them to hell "radio command with our condition tell them we need supplies now or the african linses are going to be lost

((ooc: good ole work posts and there crappy nedd... will post more later))
((this post will be one of those Im doing some homework))
The admiral looked attentively at the status screen. Slowly but surely the forces of CAS were forcing the enemy forces back. Soon he ordered the battleship and units to advance. The new units definitely had helped and the first victory seemed to be becoming more possible with each passing second.

[Indian Ocean]
A submarine silently approached a convoy that bore the flag of the republic. Just as silently it quickly released four underwater mobile suits before firing off three supercativating torpedoes at the enemy convoy. ((mach 2 torpedo... also stats are being made up and will be edited in when i have the time))

Carrier Omnipotence - Space

Tong was itching to return to earth. with the reports coming in from Egypt Africa and France tong was beginning to feel his isolation and inactivity but he was in much more control of his emotions then the traitor Captain Lynde in fact it was hard to tell anything from just his facial expression or lack there of.

he silently prayed for reassignment to earth but his honour prevented him from outright asking. he would fight where the republic needed him and if he was needed here than so be it.

Omega facility - Tampa Florida

Dr. Gothart was strolling along the back corridors of the facility every so often looking in on there guests through one of the one way mirrors or one of the several manual observation points which where constantly changing to minimize there detection.

as she turned a corner she saw Benjamin standing ever ready with data pad in hand his face maintaining its lofty expression rather than Marisa's more friendly one "Ah, Benjamin what can i do for you?" she asked

"i have the recent reports" he hit a few keys on his pad "guest number Omega Utah one four oh nine has be--"

"who?"

"guest number Omeg--"

"there name Ben. whats there name"

Benjamin frowned slightly and looked up the guests name ((ooc: dancougar i hope you don't mind)) "Cynthia Simms"

"thank you Benjamin you may continue"

"as i was saying guest num..." i paused at Marisa's reproving look " i mean miss Harris has been demonstrating disruptive behavior which is in turn interrupting the education process of her age group"

"i see"

"what disciplinary actions do you recommend?" he keyed a sequence on his pad in preparation to enter Dr. Gothart's instructions

"invite her to meet with me in a private room" he comment surprised Benjamin "as it is her first infraction and given her age I'll just have a little chat with her and see if we can avoid any unpleasantness"

"Understood"

Marisa began making her way to the meating rooms taking a round about route giving the security personnel time to extend the invitation and escort her to the room.

OOC *more "good" evil plotting* ah what to screw over first? oh yeah I know ill screw over the *CENCORED* and then your doomed :P buy i need morning to come around first lol

((this post will be one of those Im doing some homework))
The admiral looked attentively at the status screen. Slowly but surely the forces of CAS were forcing the enemy forces back. Soon he ordered the battleship and units to advance. The new units definitely had helped and the first victory seemed to be becoming more possible with each passing second.

The republic continued to take losses not that there where noticed on the lines as one fell another took its place but it was a finite process as eventual they would run out of replacement suits but that was a distant worry if they could hold out long enough for reinforcements to arive

[Indian Ocean]
A submarine silently approached a convoy that bore the flag of the republic. Just as silently it quickly released four underwater mobile suits before firing off three supercativating torpedoes at the enemy convoy. ((mach 2 torpedo... also stats are being made up and will be edited in when i have the time))[/QUOTE]

one of the transports exploded and 2 escorts sunk as the torpedoes impacted on there hulls "new contacts! bearing 110 mark 3! persuit and engage!"
a dozen Aquarius units streaked from the sonar shadows of the convoy in pursuit of the enemy contacts locking on there own torpedoes as they closed

"shark 3 torpedoes locked"

"shark 5 weapons hot"

"blow them out of the water! Fire!"

12 torpedoes streaked towards the enemy mobile suits as the squat drew there beam sabers and dove in for the kill should the torps fail

"They destroyed it rather than defended it... damn! As long as the orbital fleet has a monopoly on space power, nothing we do down here can really affect them. But... we have no way of getting people up there at all." But what Rolf said made sense. For all the problems they'd had with Iran in the past, they had a formidable military and definitely thought badly of Republic encroachment in the Middle East.

"If we were to reach out to Tehran, that might buy us the assistance we need to move north," Simms reasoned. "While I'm sure they'll want us to push west instead, I'm sure they would support at attack on Chechnya."

"But there's the Asian bases to consider..." Morris said. "We have noticed an increase in message traffic heading towards Terran forces in Australia. We don't know the encryption codes, but I would bet that they're planning to move at last. Once they swing west, Iran is first in the line of fire. They won't be able to spare anyone if that's true."

"That's true, and we don't know if the remaining free Asian states will be able to resist them for long," said Simms. "If they had advanced mobile suit programs like we did, there's a chance, but we don't have any intelligence on them at all. At the very least, however, we can try to ensure that Iran is on our side."

"Yes, the orbital space stations are quite troublesome, who knows what major city they will strike next. Although Paris does lay in ashes, we have let it known to the world that they should not just standby and watch city after city be blown up.......if only their were a way to destroy the Republic...."

(looks at Brazilam ;))

"But for now, we will have to plan for the future, instead of chasing wild dreams, with these conditions keeping up, this may come to near impossible."

OOC: Okay Kratna, I'll give you the time you need for Star. I'll just send in her punching bag. :D

IC: As Mervin and the others went down the medical wing, they hoped to see the two female pilots unharmed. If they learned anything about the Hades, they would surely have to know about its pilot. The four came to Star's room and Jaron asked, "Who should speak with Star?"
Jacob answered, "I think its best she have a discussion with someone she already knows. Jaron, you should welcome here back on board and learn what you can from her." Hopefully, the idea would be acceptable for any of the crew...

Benjamin frowned slightly and looked up the guests name ((ooc: dancougar i hope you don't mind)) "Cynthia Simms"

"thank you Benjamin you may continue"

"as i was saying guest num..." i paused at Marisa's reproving look " i mean miss Harris has been demonstrating disruptive behavior which is in turn interrupting the education process of her age group"

(OOC: Hmm... it certainly makes sense that the families would be targets. I assume you meant for these to be the wives of my intrepid crew, which I guess works... Mervin maybe not so much, but eh. Mirai Yashima clones, anyone :-D)

As Mervin and the others went down the medical wing, they hoped to see the two female pilots unharmed. If they learned anything about the Hades, they would surely have to know about its pilot. The four came to Star's room and Jaron asked, "Who should speak with Star?"
Jacob answered, "I think its best she have a discussion with someone she already knows. Jaron, you should welcome here back on board and learn what you can from her." Hopefully, the idea would be acceptable for any of the crew...

"Fine by me," said Nelson, "the rest of us barely had a chance to talk to her when she first came on board. And she thinks I'm a beta, which is kind of funny."

If only you knew what was going on in your head... thought Mervin. He shrugged at Jacob's suggestion. "If you're fine with it, Jaron. It's certainly better than sending the prince in; she seems to have it out for whoever was flying the Terra."

"I don't know why you're all so calm about this..." Adam said. "I've met a few wild ones in the past, but you see her when she got back?!" He made a cuckoo whistle and twirled his finger around his head.

"Yes, the orbital space stations are quite troublesome, who knows what major city they will strike next. Although Paris does lay in ashes, we have let it known to the world that they should not just standby and watch city after city be blown up.......if only their were a way to destroy the Republic...."

(looks at Brazilam ;))

"But for now, we will have to plan for the future, instead of chasing wild dreams, with these conditions keeping up, this may come to near impossible."

"You're right..." said Simms, sinking into his seat. "We should make plans to contact Tehran at once. I'll be counting on your diplomatic skills, gentlemen, to see us through. We can come up with a more realistic plan once we've figured out who our allies are." Having agreed in principle, the three set out to prepare a message for the Iranian government. They would have to explain their trespass on Iranian territory, the outcome of their fight with Terra, and their intentions for an alliance...

The republic continued to take losses not that there where noticed on the lines as one fell another took its place but it was a finite process as eventual they would run out of replacement suits but that was a distant worry if they could hold out long enough for reinforcements to arive
The forces of CAS used their numerical advantage (and will for a while seeing as its new in the war... though for each mobile suit i lose more due to in experience) to the best of their advantage as they pushed forwards. The admiral now gave orders to allow for the automatic launching of mobile suits from the reserve forces now coming up as needed.
one of the transports exploded and 2 escorts sunk as the torpedoes impacted on there hulls "new contacts! bearing 110 mark 3! persuit and engage!"
a dozen Aquarius units streaked from the sonar shadows of the convoy in pursuit of the enemy contacts locking on there own torpedoes as they closed

"shark 3 torpedoes locked"

"shark 5 weapons hot"

"blow them out of the water! Fire!"

12 torpedoes streaked towards the enemy mobile suits as the squat drew there beam sabers and dove in for the kill should the torps fail
The torpedoes hit two of the four mobile suits. These suits exploded in a large plume of water as their signals were lost. The other two mobile suits managed to doge the first torpedoes. One noticed that he was locked on in time and managed to doge the mobile suit's torpedoes. In return he fired eight small torpedoes back before blowing up too.... after all twelve against one was a sure loss.
Back at the submarine the captain panniced a little due to his inexperience and surfaced preparing to launch his remaining 12 mobile suits (8 TINNs 4 underwater things) while firing the rest of his Super cat. torpedo load. (At mach 2 these things can be fired from quite a distance) The only hope for him now was if he could launch his airborne mobile forces before the enemy mobile suits reached his position. The captain only hoped that his underwater mobile suits combined with his distance would be enough

(sorry.... I have school)

(OOC: Hmm... it certainly makes sense that the families would be targets. I assume you meant for these to be the wives of my intrepid crew, which I guess works... Mervin maybe not so much, but eh. Mirai Yashima clones, anyone :-D)

((ooc: yes and no the odds that theres another relation of the great white crew in the omega facility are likely in the area of 1,000,000:1 given the nature of the facility if you go back to and check on other feferences to the facility you'll recall that only a very select group of people are being sent to the facility.

besides the republic dosn't know who the crew of the great white is so have fun with Miss Cynthia Simms... or leave her to me your choice

((ooc: yes and no the odds that theres another relation of the great white crew in the omega facility are likely in the area of 1,000,000:1 given the nature of the facility if you go back to and check on other feferences to the facility you'll recall that only a very select group of people are being sent to the facility.

besides the republic dosn't know who the crew of the great white is so have fun with Miss Cynthia Simms... or leave her to me your choice

(OOC: Ah, okay, I just caught that you had a Simms and a Harris and just went, 'bing!' Um... your facility, your rules, I guess.)

"Fine by me," said Nelson, "the rest of us barely had a chance to talk to her when she first came on board. And she thinks I'm a beta, which is kind of funny."

If only you knew what was going on in your head... thought Mervin. He shrugged at Jacob's suggestion. "If you're fine with it, Jaron. It's certainly better than sending the prince in; she seems to have it out for whoever was flying the Terra."

"I don't know why you're all so calm about this..." Adam said. "I've met a few wild ones in the past, but you see her when she got back?!" He made a cuckoo whistle and twirled his finger around his head.

Jaron admitted, "Yeah. Star's not known for her calm nature. When she was in the Republic, people would usually joke that if our squadrons didn't meet satisfactory standards, High Command would send Star Lynde over to straighten us out. I guess that's what she was intended to do with her promotion to Captain." And so with that said, Jaron walked into Star's room. As soon as Jaron walked in, Jacob was left to wonder to himself, "Why is it that she was treated so badly by Hades? They're both piloted by Republic pilots aren't they?" He remembered after wondering that, Hades blatantly said he was against the Republic as well. But if that was the case, why was he trying to destroy the Great White along with everyone else except for Jaocb? This was a question that was simply becoming more complicated the more everyone discovered something.

As Jaron entered, he saw her sitting up on her bed. He greeted her, "Hello Ms. Lynde. Are you feeling well?"

Jaron admitted, "Yeah. Star's not known for her calm nature. When she was in the Republic, people would usually joke that if our squadrons didn't meet satisfactory standards, High Command would send Star Lynde over to straighten us out. I guess that's what she was intended to do with her promotion to Captain." And so with that said, Jaron walked into Star's room. As soon as Jaron walked in, Jacob was left to wonder to himself, "Why is it that she was treated so badly by Hades? They're both piloted by Republic pilots aren't they?" He remembered after wondering that, Hades blatantly said he was against the Republic as well. But if that was the case, why was he trying to destroy the Great White along with everyone else except for Jaocb? This was a question that was simply becoming more complicated the more everyone discovered something.

As Jaron entered, he saw her sitting up on her bed. He greeted her, "Hello Ms. Lynde. Are you feeling well?"

A glass of water suddenly wizzed by Jarons head only to smash harmlessly against the wall... she hadn't missed she never missed against Alphas she just wasn't mad enough at jaron do dish out that kind of punishmnt against him "oh i'm fine never better" the sarcasem was just dripping off the words she spoke i meen nothing like a little fresh air and sunshine to make someone feel beter right?" she just wasn't mad enough at the yes man known as jaron the good little shodier that followed orders it wa the terra she was truly pised at what had taken it F***ing long he should have been in hot persuit... what did waiting gain

"so what the union cant even sent in one of outs own damn representitives they have to send you to see how i'm doing?" well she was phyicaly fine it was her emotions that had taken another blow 5 days of helplessness jus wasn't something she was suited for she was the one that did the resquing not the otherway around

A glass of water suddenly wizzed by Jarons head only to smash harmlessly against the wall... she hadn't missed she never missed against Alphas she just wasn't mad enough at jaron do dish out that kind of punishmnt against him "oh i'm fine never better" the sarcasem was just dripping off the words she spoke "i mean nothing like a little fresh air and sunshine to make someone feel better right?" she just wasn't mad enough at the yes man known as jaron the good little soldier that followed orders. it was the terra she was truly pised at what had taken it F***ing long he should have been in hot persuit... what did waiting gain

"so what the union cant even sent in one of outs own damn representitives they have to send you to see how i'm doing?" well she was phyicaly fine it was her emotions that had taken another blow 5 days of helplessness jus wasn't something she was suited for she was the one that did the resquing not the otherway around

"EEP!" Jaron shouted. He was relieved to find the glass just barely miss him. As he heard Star's rant, he answered, "W-Well we've decided you weren't ready to meet with anyone besides anyone you didn't already know. But if you want to meet with a representative, I can ask if that's what you'd like." Hopefully this was all Star wanted. Even knowing her natural temper wasn't enough to calm his nerves with her anger in place.

OOC: Don't worry Kratna, Tong won't be so bored for long. I've got plans later on...

occ: plans plans plans, all the plans start surfacing right now.....wow, lots of plans...... :D

The forces of CAS used their numerical advantage (and will for a while seeing as its new in the war... though for each mobile suit i lose more due to in experience) to the best of their advantage as they pushed forwards. The admiral now gave orders to allow for the automatic launching of mobile suits from the reserve forces now coming up as needed.

it was a stalemate the republic forces unable to draw upon its vast reserves due to simple logistics (there not close enough yet to help) and the CAS unable to feil the numbers needed for a quick victory (simple fact after all i do own closer to 80% of the globe) it was going to be a long drawnot battle and the republc was forced to onserve ammo only firing when a lean hit and weapons lock was confermed to minimise the chances of missing.

the pinch of loosing the Suez Supply base was finaly being felt and it was not a plesent feeling for base commanders un able and un willing to send troops to aid the republic had aparently out grown its ability to look after its self and was getting bit in the ass for it

The torpedoes hit two of the four mobile suits. These suits exploded in a large plume of water as their signals were lost. The other two mobile suits managed to doge the first torpedoes. One noticed that he was locked on in time and managed to doge the mobile suit's torpedoes. In return he fired eight small torpedoes back before blowing up too.... after all twelve against one was a sure loss.
Back at the submarine the captain panniced a little due to his inexperience and surfaced preparing to launch his remaining 12 mobile suits (8 TINNs 4 underwater things) while firing the rest of his Super cat. torpedo load. (At mach 2 these things can be fired from quite a distance) The only hope for him now was if he could launch his airborne mobile forces before the enemy mobile suits reached his position. The captain only hoped that his underwater mobile suits combined with his distance would be enough

(sorry.... I have school)

((ooc: school work its a pain all around right everyone))

the sub didn't stand a chance as the 12 mobile suits sped towards its position and neetly sliceing it apart with there beam sabers causing a massive implosion and detionation but they wernt fast enough to prevent the launching of the aditional torpedoes and 6 of the TINN's the convoy deployed countermesures in an effort to stop the torpedoes as ship board SAM's and AA guns where activated to buy time for a squad of aries to be launched as they prepaired for the battle to move from the sea into the air above it

the torpedoes impacted heavely dammaging several escorts and another transport while another was sent to a watery grave.

meenwhile back at the at cave... i mean Assorted Australian Ports

Fleats and convoys and Mobile suits slowly started streaming out of Australia like hrned from a disturbed nest making for africa, china, and the panama canal. the immages in the satalite photoes would be enough to seriously disturbe anyone with the shere numbers as roughly one third of the total earth bouned forces exeted there feild of conquest in search of new prey

immages of navel bases alon the atlantic coast wouldn't show anything as satalite jamming went into effect Terra was mobalising again the union had been crushed and it was time the rest of the world joined them

((oo: god i love playing with these kind of numbers... you might think whatever your cooking up is going to work spit break but a millita force just can't compare to the shere force of numbers behing the republic butt kep up your good work with your propeganda efforts... i'll admit i don't really have a counter for that))

occ: plans plans plans, all the plans start surfacing right now.....wow, lots of plans...... :D

OOC: *moves a 1m stack of plans to the side* maybe to many plans, na just spread them out, you know, you have think about it, the republic probably is not going to blow up every city we attack, just the expendable ones, so we need to find one that isn't, My magazine does work, since its more freelance so it gets to news stands, also your build up might stop others, but not me :P you do know I have the Destroy Gundam in the stats page right?

it was a stalemate the republic forces unable to draw upon its vast reserves due to simple logistics (there not close enough yet to help) and the CAS unable to feil the numbers needed for a quick victory (simple fact after all i do own closer to 80% of the globe) it was going to be a long drawnot battle and the republc was forced to onserve ammo only firing when a lean hit and weapons lock was confermed to minimise the chances of missing.

the pinch of loosing the Suez Supply base was finaly being felt and it was not a plesent feeling for base commanders un able and un willing to send troops to aid the republic had aparently out grown its ability to look after its self and was getting bit in the ass for it
((OOC: multiple fronts hurt.... besides to outnumber me two:one you need a third of your forces it hurts fighting a nation with fresh units))
Battleship Coruscate
The battleship was filled with the giving of orders and generals looking around. Occasionally a person spoke up telling a general of something of relative importance not viewed on the status screens. This was one of those times.
"General mobile forces are telling of a change in the enemies attack style. They are shooting less and firing missiles only when a lock is acquired. This may be a sign that the enemy is running out of munitions." The person then went back to his communications.
The generals and admirals all gathered discussing how to use this advantage to the best of their abilities. Soon they dispersed. One of the generals began to give orders saying, "All artillery units are to concentrate fire on enemy mobile suits. They must try and disrupt the enemies acquisition of targets to further their expenditure of ammunition." The numerous people in the command center began to issue the new orders to the forces in battle. However, this bit of good news came with some bad as a person handed a message to the general. The message told of numerous reinforcement units heading to the base. The general then whispered in the messenger's ear saying "Request renforcement units from command. There is no possible way that the local forces of the enemy will be enough to offset our local numerical superiority for at least another month as transports arrive." The person nodded before leaving.
[Atlantic Ocean] 1st Atlantic Undersea Fleet
The AUF1 was the best equipped underwater fleet due to its mission. Its mission was the attacking of enemy units with suprise attacks with the support of the CAS newest and most advanced (space turned underwater) battleship. This force was equipped with several prototype Gundam units that reintroduced stealth to the battlefield. For the last several decades with the advent of mobile suits stealth was no longer used as it was near impossible and too costly to use stealth on the numerous surfaces of the gundam. However, with the transformable ability of the CAS mobile suits stealth was once again a possible option. Now its first mission would soon come. The first target of the mission... Luanda the former provincial capital of the Angolan State.
[Hanger of the Battleship Zeeleeuw]
The hanger was chaotic to pilot James Haye. It was his first real mission. Slowly he walked over to the XTA-56 ZWART. As the top pilot that graduated from the academy in recent years he was given a position to pilot the ZWART. He loocked in awe at his gundam, it was in its mobile armor mode to save sapce but that did nothing to lessen his awe. It was a dark grey color that would blend in visually under many circumstances. He hopped in the cockpit and started up the mobile suit/ armor as the cockpit closed. The start up screen showed the symbol of the CAS followed my M(obile)O(perating)S(ystem) (G)eneral (U)nilateral Neuro - Link (D)ispersive (A)utonomic (M)aneuver.
Soon his mobile suit was started up and he proceeded to the Pressurized lift system. The lift system was needed in the underwater environment to maintain the integrity of the ships hull. James could hear the water filling the airlock type structure before launching. The linear catapault was of little use underwater and he just used his thrusters to maneuver out joining the formation of several other new GUNDAMs and modified stealth TINNs that were heading to the city.
Several miles out from the battleship and fleet James pulled ahead of the group and climbed. His thrusters were at full as he blasted out of the water. Soon he was high above the water at mach three heading for the military base by the city of Luanda (I assume you have one since it is a major city and you need some garrison units)
It was night when the group reached the city. In the darkness it was almost impossible to see the mobile armors as they speedily reached their target. It was still quiet.... soon all that would change as several HARM missiles were launched by the mobile armors as they began their dive.


the sub didn't stand a chance as the 12 mobile suits sped towards its position and neetly sliceing it apart with there beam sabers causing a massive implosion and detionation but they wernt fast enough to prevent the launching of the aditional torpedoes and 6 of the TINN's the convoy deployed countermesures in an effort to stop the torpedoes as ship board SAM's and AA guns where activated to buy time for a squad of aries to be launched as they prepaired for the battle to move from the sea into the air above it

the torpedoes impacted heavely dammaging several escorts and another transport while another was sent to a watery grave.
((nooo I ran out of time.... ill answer this later))

OOC: *moves a 1m stack of plans to the side* maybe to many plans, na just spread them out, you know, you have think about it, the republic probably is not going to blow up every city we attack, just the expendable ones, so we need to find one that isn't, My magazine does work, since its more freelance so it gets to news stands, also your build up might stop others, but not me :P you do know I have the Destroy Gundam in the stats page right?

((OOC: i've been trying to ignore that monstrosity yeesh where did you ever aquire that thing... i meen even blackmarket items someone had to buid first... anywho firehelper thing=ks operations in the atlantic are a good idea... i have to correct him

"EEP!" Jaron shouted. He was relieved to find the glass just barely miss him. As he heard Star's rant, he answered, "W-Well we've decided you weren't ready to meet with anyone besides anyone you didn't already know. But if you want to meet with a representative, I can ask if that's what you'd like." Hopefully this was all Star wanted. Even knowing her natural temper wasn't enough to calm his nerves with her anger in place.

OOC: Don't worry Kratna, Tong won't be so bored for long. I've got plans later on...

((ooc: YAY... and again with the plans LOL))

"what i want is Hades head on a platter" she shot back "or better yet a big axe and i'll do it myself" hades had definatly pushed her to far the next time they met things would not go well for it that much was assured now that she had seen its fighting style she would be better able to counter it after all it was only a macheine and even if the pilot was a beta insted of an alpha which was likely given its responce times she was better

((ooc: YAY... and again with the plans LOL))

"what i want is Hades head on a platter" she shot back "or better yet a big axe and i'll do it myself" hades had definatly pushed her to far the next time they met things would not go well for it that much was assured now that she had seen its fighting style she would be better able to counter it after all it was only a macheine and even if the pilot was a beta insted of an alpha which was likely given its responce times she was better

"Uh... Right... I'll just go tell the others you're fine if there's nothing I can do." Jaron told Star as he made his way for the door. Jaron foudn himself questioning, "Is it just me? Or does she seem a bit more grumpy than usual?" Either way, he was now able to tell the others that it was clear Star was not in a good mood for talking right now and should be left to do whatever she wanted...

"Uh... Right... I'll just go tell the others you're fine if there's nothing I can do." Jaron told Star as he made his way for the door. Jaron foudn himself questioning, "Is it just me? Or does she seem a bit more grumpy than usual?" Either way, he was now able to tell the others that it was clear Star was not in a good mood for talking right now and should be left to do whatever she wanted...

"I guess it's not best to grill them right away... a few hours rest won't hurt," Mervin sighed. "It was probably a huge shock to her pride as well, to be a Gundam pilot rendered helpless..."

"Pssh, well she can just join the club, then," chuckled Nelson, "since it doesn't look like I'm going to get to flex my muscles until I get my hands on some Terran regulars... it's a shame, but I really need to recognize my limits."

"Now that doesn't sound like you at all!" Adam said.

"No, but I'm not quite capable of beating a machine that can move mountains..."

"And I'd rather you not try; we only have so many packs we can maintain until we resupply, remember?"

Istanbul

"What's the status of the ground force?" asked Hall impatiently.

"Mixed results; some units have completed their objectives, several others are still bogged down."

"Albatross teams?"

"They've mainly reduced coastal defenses and Terran ships in the area... as per your orders, the pilots are focusing their attacks on turrents and bridges, and forward Leatherbacks are sinking bothersome ships."

"This is a good start," said Hall. "No need to take them out completely. Just eliminate their combat capabilities and move on. It's the only way we, or our allies, can possibly advance as fast as we need to."

"And once the threat from ships and batteries is reduced, we should be able to move through the passage to the Black Sea!"

"We're not out of the woods yet... we need to make sure they can't deploy enough mobile suits to stop us... the ground teams must pull through!! Do we have any reports from the north?"

"Unknown; they might not have moved yet!"

OOC: whos says its built and who says My plan uses it? i got other plans for it

Early morning came to the ship before long and every one was up and awake. They all got coffee and a shower and some food before Holland, Diane and Luna suited up for combat. This was Hollands chance to get some ground combat in, his shot was some of the most accurate most people will ever see and for his enemy it might be there last sight. He loaded up the special equipment for the mission and him and the others in the ground team jumped in trucks, with Luna and Diane in there suits. As they left the ship, a long ways from the hub and the stations Diane moved for the stations while Luna escorted to the Hub.

previously on Gundam: Terra CAS Arc submarine sub plot
the sub didn't stand a chance as the 12 mobile suits sped towards its position and neetly sliceing it apart with there beam sabers causing a massive implosion and detionation but they wernt fast enough to prevent the launching of the aditional torpedoes and 6 of the TINN's the convoy deployed countermesures in an effort to stop the torpedoes as ship board SAM's and AA guns where activated to buy time for a squad of aries to be launched as they prepaired for the battle to move from the sea into the air above it

the torpedoes impacted heavely dammaging several escorts and another transport while another was sent to a watery grave.
The captain of the submarine was barking orders when the enemy mobile suit sliced through the sub. Immerdiately before the explosion numerous klaxons sounded and people screamed as the engine ignited. The automatically closing bulkheads could nto contain the explosion as the skin rippled and ruptured before imploding in a brilliant orange flash. The subsiquent explosion send a plume of water several meters in the air.
The six TINNS that managed to escape immediately entered mobile armor mode and headed for madigascar. They set a course for madigascar and send an encrypted message to any carrier in the area for an emergancy landing. Hopefully they would make it back. The TINNs soon left the area as their mobile armor mode allowed them to quickly climb and escape the battle at mach 3.

[Tempory Capital of the CAS government, Secret bunker at a secret location in the state of South Africa somewhere near Petronia.]
The Prime minister quickly stormed into the office desegnated as the foreign ministry of CAS.
"What is the stance of Uganda and Kenya on the war?"
"They are neutral." replied one of the people in the office,
"Step up pressure on them to join the military just before I say my speech."
...1 hr later....
A message from the Prime minister of the CAS was now being broadcasted though many official and un official sources which reached almost the entirety of africa by Radio, and Television.
The Prime minister of CAS sat at his desk with a solemn face. In the background was a back background with the flag of CAS to the left and the Former flag of the African Union.
"People of Africa. I must once again bring before you the grave threat that the Terran Republic is to African freedom and security. This vile nation has conquered most of africa and the world now and the situation in the long run seems almost hopeless. I cannot lie about this especially to those of you listening to this in occupied areas. However, there is hope. Even how our forces are fighting this great evil and will do so to the best of their ability." he paused.
"But, you must also help. i know many of you hate the republic and wish to take up arms. However, this is not needed all that is needed is passive resistance. If possible one can do active resistance to support the forces of CAS but this is a danger to your lives and I will not ask you to do it. People of Africa, you MUST listen to me! If the Republic is allowed to conquer the world there will be no end to their tyranny. The former united states was one of the best nations on the world but no more. Do not hope that they will change back once the current ruler dies. People want power and once they have it they will not give it back. There will be worse rulers and better rulers. However, such a world peace does not appeal to me. Where will be our freedom? Where will be our security? As a conquered nation we will only suffer for generations as we grow used to their rule. Do not let this happen! The Terrans must be forced out of Africa. Their forces can be defeated no matter how hard it seems.
Unite people of Africa! Unite! together we are many. Together we can fight. Together WE ARE STRONG! I beseech you all to listen and hope that you will take these words to heart."
The message ended. Time would only tell what effect it would have on the people of Africa. Hopefully it would drive independent nations to join CAS. If it didn't it would at least increase the incidence of armed and passive resistance.

[SIC Message to all forces resisting the Republic]
The CAS would like to start to coordinate with other forces especially underground forces. This would help to win more victories and hopefully eventually defeat the CAS. If possible please send the general locations of your units (for my reference since im still kind of lost) and current actions against the republic.

((what is a KS attack.... also I hope I have been RPing ok I dont get around all that much and this is my first actual combat so please correct me if i mess up))

(OOC: i've been trying to ignore that monstrosity yeesh where did you ever aquire that thing... i meen even blackmarket items someone had to buid first...)

(OOC: If it really bothers you, I'm sure we could make up some crazy backstory whereby CAS's way of resisting Terra up until now was to supply independent organizations like the Twilight Phoenix with impossibly strong Gundams and land battleships :-D)

((ooc: sorry guys gonna be a little sparce this weekend i'll tryand post to the more critical lines but don't expect much))

OOC: actually if you got by the CE timeline the company that makes the destroy, is from north america :P but again i dont have a completed version yet...good ole blue prints, oh and Dancougar impossible is not a word you can use with me, one of the phoenix council is Mu La Flaga the man who makes the impossible possible :P oh and Firehelper I won't respond to your communication just yet since im on a operation.

Communications arrays

Diane was proned againsts the sand barely visable but she was there and she was given the signal to make her move. She pulled up her targeting screen and took aim, she could hit all three stations with various artillery weapons on the ISWP. She would take out the closest one with her rail runs because it was in direct line of sight, the other two she would use her cannons to bombard and destroy. She watched the two targeting redicles line up and turn solid red indicating a lock. She breathed in and then exhauled and pulled the trigger firing her weapons at the target.

HUB Echo Five-Five-Charlie

Holland got the signal "Luna, fire them now" he ordered. Luna looked over at the HUB and raised her weapon, it was a weapon designed to carry gas canisters. On it was a nurve gas to take out the enemy, it was oderless and colourless but it would happen so fast they wouldn't know what hit them. She pulled the trigger sending canisters flying at the target, it would knock every one of them out given a few seconds.

oh and Dancougar impossible is not a word you can use with me, one of the phoenix council is Mu La Flaga the man who makes the impossible possible :P

(OOC: "Oh God, the Terrans are advancing their entire army at us, and we're completely out of mobile suits. Our only hope is to somehow construct a new one in the next ten minutes, but all we have are these paper clips, a box of packing peanuts, fifteen AOL 5.0 CDs, and this can of spray cheese. This sounds like a job for Macguyver... OR MU LA FLAGA!!!!!")

OOC: falls on the ground ROFLMFAO

occ: ROFL Dancougar!

Great White

Roland went to his room and confined himself there. He then spent over an hour trying to put 2 and 2 together, why was Hades instead of going after Jacob going after the Great White? Of course, all he got was 5 or 3, which didn't add up. To take his mind of the strain, he decided to read one of the books he brought with him. So he took out his briefcase, opened it up, took out the book, and began reading. The classic of the scientist and the monster, Frankenstine *cool lighning sound and the Dun Dun Dunnnnnh! that usually comes out of nowhere*. From a book, he would find 4.....

occ:Brazilam, after going over the subject myself, I found the connection as to why, so I decided to put it into literature form. Cheezy, but I came up with it, im supprised myself.......:p. And Rolf will need to make an entery to make it really good.

Tune in next post for the the reason of the Attack of Hades on............

Gundam Terra!!!

((ooc: as the following sequence is a dream i will be taking creative license with some of your other characters. as it is a dream and thus being run completely out of stars mind and not haveing any effect on any of the mentioned characters i feel this is perfectly acceptable))

The snow was blowing in her face as the blizzard howled around her as she trudged through the snow drifts. it was freezing out and she pulled her housecoat tighter around her self for some reason she was dressed in her pajamas but it didn't really seem to matter.

"star" Jacobs voice was carried on the wind as he materialized through the snow "where are you going?"

"back to the republic" she answered drawing a knife "back to my Unit"

"but why?"

she didn't have an answer for him

"what are you fighting for?"

The scene suddenly shifted and she was stumbling down a sand dune rolling, tumbling, sand in her eyes her hair, her clothes she finally cane to a halt at the base of the sand dune

"star" she looked up into Hollands eyes her assault rifle drawn "where are you going?"

"Back to the republic" she yelled back at him now standing defiantly

"but why?"

Again she had no answer

"what are you fighting for?"

the scene suddenly shifted again and she was in the Darkstar Battling the Hades in hand to hand combat sparks flying as every move was perfectly blocked by both sides.

"star" Hades metallic voice came across the comm "Where are you going."

she was silent as the endless battle continued

"what are you fighting for?" he swung his energy sword bitting into the Darkstars cockpit

She was suddenly sitting in a dark room a single light overhead illuminating the table and the faces of Brendon sage, General Crofton, and victor

"Star" it was sage that spoke "why have you abandoned us?"

"why have you betrayed us?" general crofton asked.

"what are you fighting for?" victor queried before the scene changed again

It was black all around she was standing but she couldn't see the ground she couldn't see anything

"star" it was Jacobs voice coming from behind her. she spun to see if she could see anything but there was nothing

"Star" it was Hollands voice from another direction causing her to spin again to see where it was coming from.

"star... Star... Star..." one by one all the other people she'd seen in her dream so far called out to her each from a different directing forcing her to look each time until she was so turned around she didn't know up from down anymore or even what direction she was originally facing.

"star" they all called at once "where are you going?"

"I... I don't know" she spun around again hoping to see something but there was nothing

"are you lost?" they queried

she didn't have an answer

"what are you fighting for?" they asked

"i don't know"

"What are you fighting for?" they began chanting it over and over again all the while star was screaming "i don't know!" in reply turning faster and faster until she finally collapsed screaming her reply one last time before everything went silent

A human sized hand of a mobile suit reached down to help her up. she accepted and found herself face to face with Jacobs Viking unit.

"star" he asked "what are you fighting for?"

"i don't know" she sobbed her reply and the unit promptly exploded

"Nooooooo!" Star awoke with a start still screaming as she shot up right panting and in a cold sweat. she clutched her blanket towards her and for only the second time since she was a small child started sobbing into her blanket

((ooc: Ok Brazilliam and anyone else shes free for what ever. she can meet Jacob again anytime your ready... shes completely broken... a warrior without a cause))

Great White

The drafted proposal had been wired off to Tehran, now all that was left to do was wait. Simms had half expected to be up to his neck in Army of Islam mobile suits by now, but perhaps Admiral Hall's exploits had already brought them into the allied firm. Turkey, after all, was as important for its location as for its cultural values.

And now that the Hades was gone, nothing but questions. Who was it working for? For what purpose? Just how was it possible to be that powerful? Just the same, Prince Jacob's Terra put forward many of the same questions concerning its construction, its source of power... It was only natural for the Terrans to construct such units for their war for domination, but to let them slip away so easily, they were either careless, or something bigger was going on.

Simms was ready to turn in after another eighteen hour day. As was his custom, he made some last rounds before heading off to his quarters. He passed by B hanger and saw Mervin at a console. "You sleep even less than I do," he commented. "You sure that's a good idea?"

"My job isn't nearly as stressful. This is nothing," Mervin replied. "Got some very interesting reports from the pilots... the prince in particular. His computer system said something about 'Terranium' or something when it powered up... perhaps it's the key we were looking for."

"That word, Terra, just keeps popping up, doesn't it?" muttered Simms. "They're more conceited than they are creative."

"Well, it makes me think back to our analysis of the black box, and how we couldn't even figure out what the hell it was made of, much less than what was inside," Mervin began, "and perhaps... what if the box is pretty much just that... a box?"

"And the power comes from the material properties?" Simms asked. "But shouldn't you be able to see that?"

"If we ask the right questions," Mervin replied. "If this was easy, we'd have figured it out by now. But it's really a shot in the dark, just like all our ideas about Terra and Hades."

Simms cocked his head towards the Core. "You going to have any time to work on that now that you've moved them in here?"

"I think so," Mervin replied. "It seems like Nelson's really in a pinch when it comes to power. Sad to say, when you look at the various Gundams deployed worldwide, his is probably the weakest. It's fast and agile, yes, but not nearly enough stopping power. If we could get this thing to work, it might give him the firepower he needs."

"Wouldn't it be easier to strip this hulk down and turn it into field upgrades?" asked Simms. "You said yourself that you'd need a few nuclear engineers to begin to make sense of it."

"Maybe... it's like I said. Shots in the dark. Questions without answers. Grand plans with no feasible path to completion. Sometimes I wonder if we made the right call, coming out here with such limited power..."

((ooc: Ok Brazilliam and anyone else shes free for what ever. she can meet Jacob again anytime your ready... shes completely broken... a warrior without a cause))

occ: you said it Kratna! oh and nice dream, although too many references to the words, what are you fighting for :D

Jaron woke up and began to begin moving around. He slept, but he was still wondering about Star's behavior. He remembered in the military how many soldiers described Star Lynde as an almost emotionless killing machine that lived only to serve the Republic and its ideals. Yet here he was, seeing this fabeled warrior proving she was capable of emotions just like Alpha's were. Star was even breaking down seeing some pilot and just being rescued from the mysterious Hades. He told himself, "I should find Star and find out who that pilot is." as he got dressed and headed for the mess hall...

Jacob woke himself as the morning light flashed on in his room. He dressed himself into his robe, ready to wear a hijab if he had to go outside. The fear that spies were onboard were apparently still not dropped. He heard an knock on his door and said, "Come in."
As the door opened, Jacob saw Prime Minister Rolf Gregors enter. Jacob greeted, "Good Morning Rolf. I'm sorry for not being able to stay in touch with you, but you must know I've been fairly busy."
Rolf answered, "Indeed you were my lord. As of now though, I would like to ask a favor of you."
Jacob asked Rolf, "Very well. What is it?"
Rolf first offered, "Please do have a seat my lord." The two took a seat facing one another and Rolf asked him, "You are aware that Iran is the homebase of the Army of Islam correct?"
Jacob answered, "Yes."
Rolf explained to him, "We will require your presence for meeting with the Army's leaders. We wish to gain their favor and achieve an alliance with them."
Jacob could not believe what he had just heard: An alliance with the Army of Islam? Attempting to make sure he had the authority, he asked,"What did the Parliament say?"
Rolf told Jacob, "They have agreed that an alliance is needed."
Jacob stood up and questioned Rolf, "Rolf, have you forgotten who you speak of?"
Rolf attempted to calm him by saying, "I know Lord Jacob. The Army of Islam is indeed a force that has proven to be quite hostile for the innocent, however we have a chance to gain a powerful ally, one even more powerful and with more influence than the Twilight Phoenix. We cannot waste the opportunity and remain on unfriendly terms with them."
"Rolf, we cannot simply ally ourselves simply because they oppose the Republic!" Jacob snapped back. "If any two sides are to be allies, they must agree on a common goal using a common method! I will not justify the continued attacks of innocents, no matter what their alliegance, to be killed in cold blood!" The argument was ended at that point, but was not resolved. As Jacob made a wave of his hand during his speech to Rolf, something odd happened. He saw drawer from the desk he had fly out of the desk. The two spun around to see what had happened and could not see anyone or anything that might have possibly pushed the drawer out of its place.
Rolf questioned, "What could have possibly caused that?"
Jacob remembered something. It seemed as if the drawer had moved by the move of his hand. Could it possibly be?.......
Jacob decided to try again, this time focusing on the drawer. To his amazement, he saw the unthinkable: The drawer was levitating. He was so shocked at what he had done, he lost focus and the drawer fell to the ground again. Jacob looked down at his hand pondering his new found ability. Rolf told him, "I think it is best we see Mervin about this..."

OOC: Yes, what you read really happened.

occ: still wating for an intervention Brazilam.....

occ: still wating for an intervention Brazilam.....

OOC: Oh you were waiting for ME to make an intervention in your previous post. I could do so, just could you possibly tell me what connection you found? I just didn't think of any connections between Hades and Frankenstein to begin with. Sorry if I seem a bit slow.

OOC: Oh you were waiting for ME to make an intervention in your previous post. I could do so, just could you possibly tell me what connection you found? I just didn't think of any connections between Hades and Frankenstein to begin with. Sorry if I seem a bit slow.

occ: hey, im even supprised that the book and this had anything in common. Last year I had like a huge report on that book, and suddenly now Im remembering things. Im even a bit slow with these kinds of things....
:p

occ: hey, im even supprised that the book and this had anything in common. Last year I had like a huge report on that book, and suddenly now Im remembering things. Im even a bit slow with these kinds of things....
:p

OOC: No problem Zoingo, I JUST realized the connection!

IC: It dawned on Roland almost as hard as the pillar that would have hit the Great White. Hades wasn't trying to destroy Terra or the Great White at all. He was in a sense training the pilot of Terra. It seemed odd how Jacob was able to come off of the Terra this time without feeling dizzy or being out cold, but something seemed to have changed Jacob this time. It seemed as if the battle between Hades and Terra was intended to awaken something dormant inside Jacob. Just like in Frankenstein, the doctor had to bring the monster to a certain location and perform certain actions to awaken the monster. However there was still one thing that was uncertain: What was Hades trying to awaken?...

occ: actually, that wasn't what I had in mind, but indeed a good theory.

Ic: Roland had also realized something else, Hades had aimed directly at the control bridge at the forward part of the Great White. That was almost near most of the cabins and the main hangar was located. At that current moment in time, over half the people Jacob knew, including himself, where in that vicinity. Now he realized what Hades had tried to do.
1. He tried diplomacy on Jacob to make him come (Just like the monster did in the book to make Dr. Frankenstine create a wife for him)
2. He then resorted to hostiges, which apparently almost worked haden't everyone had gone with him (somewhere in the book the monster does that)
3. Hades then resorted in destroying Jacobs life by killing everyone that he knew, but Jacob stopped him. (monster killes everyone in Victor's family) If it had worked, Jacob would surely had followed him to the ends of the earth in seek of revenge......

He had to warn him, and fast.....

OOC: im waiting for a response to my attack as well, but NK eems to be taking care of africa so i shall wait

Istanbul

"The operation is proceeding as planned; we've kept their mobile suit response to a minimum and are ready to proceed through the straights!"

"All ships are to form up into combat groups as planned," ordered Hall. "Forward undersea units are to maintain a line in the Black Sea while we transfer the fleet. If Crimea or Sochi move, they have their orders."

"It's hard to believe, that this operation could proceed so smoothly... perhaps they'll sacrifice this place like Paris...?"

"If the bubble ships work, that won't be an issue..."

"But then they'll have a surviving force to blame the destruction on!"

"Not if the surviving force can provide footage of the attack..."

Southern France

"Our plan for now should be to strengthen our positions not only in France, but in Europe overall. To do that, we'll need to capture as many mobile suits and personnel as we can."

"We have Spanish forces moving into the west, and the British and Belgians in the north. Germany is still scrambling, I believe. That leaves us and the Italians in the south."

"Ideally we could form pincirs between the three of us by dividing our forces. Then we would use the Geminis as part of a rebuilding plan to get European forces up in numbers... but it's going to be tricky."

(OOC: Ah, okay, I just caught that you had a Simms and a Harris and just went, 'bing!' Um... your facility, your rules, I guess.)

((ooc i just found this responce so know it makes sence i looked back and realzed i make a typo... theres only suposed to be Miss simms i guess i was still thinking harris for some reason... so if you wanna take over her that fine with me if not i can work it out on my own))

Jaron woke up and began to begin moving around. He slept, but he was still wondering about Star's behavior. He remembered in the military how many soldiers described Star Lynde as an almost emotionless killing machine that lived only to serve the Republic and its ideals. Yet here he was, seeing this fabeled warrior proving she was capable of emotions just like Alpha's were. Star was even breaking down seeing some pilot and just being rescued from the mysterious Hades. He told himself, "I should find Star and find out who that pilot is." as he got dressed and headed for the mess hall...

Jacob woke himself as the morning light flashed on in his room. He dressed himself into his robe, ready to wear a hijab if he had to go outside. The fear that spies were onboard were apparently still not dropped. He heard an knock on his door and said, "Come in."
As the door opened, Jacob saw Prime Minister Rolf Gregors enter. Jacob greeted, "Good Morning Rolf. I'm sorry for not being able to stay in touch with you, but you must know I've been fairly busy."
Rolf answered, "Indeed you were my lord. As of now though, I would like to ask a favor of you."
Jacob asked Rolf, "Very well. What is it?"
Rolf first offered, "Please do have a seat my lord." The two took a seat facing one another and Rolf asked him, "You are aware that Iran is the homebase of the Army of Islam correct?"
Jacob answered, "Yes."
Rolf explained to him, "We will require your presence for meeting with the Army's leaders. We wish to gain their favor and achieve an alliance with them."
Jacob could not believe what he had just heard: An alliance with the Army of Islam? Attempting to make sure he had the authority, he asked,"What did the Parliament say?"
Rolf told Jacob, "They have agreed that an alliance is needed."
Jacob stood up and questioned Rolf, "Rolf, have you forgotten who you speak of?"
Rolf attempted to calm him by saying, "I know Lord Jacob. The Army of Islam is indeed a force that has proven to be quite hostile for the innocent, however we have a chance to gain a powerful ally, one even more powerful and with more influence than the Twilight Phoenix. We cannot waste the opportunity and remain on unfriendly terms with them."
"Rolf, we cannot simply ally ourselves simply because they oppose the Republic!" Jacob snapped back. "If any two sides are to be allies, they must agree on a common goal using a common method! I will not justify the continued attacks of innocents, no matter what their alliegance, to be killed in cold blood!" The argument was ended at that point, but was not resolved. As Jacob made a wave of his hand during his speech to Rolf, something odd happened. He saw drawer from the desk he had fly out of the desk. The two spun around to see what had happened and could not see anyone or anything that might have possibly pushed the drawer out of its place.
Rolf questioned, "What could have possibly caused that?"
Jacob remembered something. It seemed as if the drawer had moved by the move of his hand. Could it possibly be?.......
Jacob decided to try again, this time focusing on the drawer. To his amazement, he saw the unthinkable: The drawer was levitating. He was so shocked at what he had done, he lost focus and the drawer fell to the ground again. Jacob looked down at his hand pondering his new found ability. Rolf told him, "I think it is best we see Mervin about this..."

OOC: Yes, what you read really happened.

OOC: And now just to bring politics up to speed:

IC:

Stockholm House of Representatives

The house was meeting once again. The Prime Minister still absent, the house members were relied on Prime Minister Gregors's hologram to hear his words. The meeting began with the King saying, "As you may know, our sources have confirmed that the Confederation of South Africa has recently declared war on the Terran Republic."
The Norwegian Representative said, "Yes. We are lucky to see the Gwangwa Administration elected to power. Now we have a new hope for facing the Republic."
"It is however unfortunate that we cannot make contact with them." The Sweedish Representative said. "We now have a new potential ally against the Republic, but if what Prime Minister Gregors said was correct, the Oceanic Union was unable to survive the Republic long enough to make contact with them."
The Danish Representative admitted, "Yes. The Terran control of communication between nations has become very problematic. Right now, the people do not even know that there are any nations left fighting the Republic."
King Ragnvald IV said, "We shall have to make contact with them somehow. Perhaps we best ask someone to make contact with the leaders in South Africa."
Prime Minister Gregors admitted, "Indeed my lord. However there is another question. As you may know, we are now in the land of Iran, the headquarters of the Army of Islam. I have begun to consider that perhaps we should begin meeting with the leaders about the alliance."
The Finnish Representative spoke saying, "I have recently heard our sources saying that we can no longer send supplies to the Twilight Phoenix because they have been ousted from Suez. Perhaps the Army could be more reliable in helping our resistance against Terra."
The Prime Minister asked, "All in favor?" All of the Representatives voted yes on the voting board. Now King Ragnvald IV was left with no choice, he could not overturn a unanymous balot. How dissapointed Jacob would be...
The King said, "Very well. Prime Minister, you and Mr. Fespute will meet with the leaders of the Army of Islam, and you must convince them to join in our cause against the Republic."
Prime Minister's hologram faded saying, "It shall be done my lord."

((ooc: is everyone waiting for me? i get the feeling that you are... serves me right for taking on so much oh and braziliam stars dream was at 3am... i for got to add that in... so unless you overhear it from a nurse or something like that the odds of knowing anything are zero.))

((ooc: is everyone waiting for me? i get the feeling that you are... serves me right for taking on so much oh and braziliam stars dream was at 3am... i for got to add that in... so unless you overhear it from a nurse or something like that the odds of knowing anything are zero.))

OOC: Um, yeah. That's pretty much why I didn't make any reference to Jacob or anyone else knew about Star's dream.

IC: The mess hall was as full as usual. Jaron sat next to Jacob, but for some reason Jacob was a bit reluctant to talk today. Whatever was causing Jacob to feel so down was obviously a personal issue, so he let it be. When Jacob and Jaron finished breakfast, Jaron said, "Maybe we'll be able to practice some time again?"
"Sure thing Jaron. I'll see if Nelson and the others are up for it."
Jacob and Rolf met with Mervin near the exit. As they greeted themselves, Rolf told him, "Mervin, do you know if there are any medical personnel that can assist Jacob?"...

Jaron left to find Star. He had to find out what was causing her to be so emotional even after a successful rescue. Just what was it about that single pilot? "He killed him! A good man fighting for what he believed in and he killed him!" That was the most Star ever told Jaron about the pilot Victor had defeated. There had to be something that he could do to help Star, if anything at all...

Safely situated in the cockpit of his Gemini II mobile suit, Dmitri moved slowly across the desert landscape, alert for any enemies that might be in the vicinity. As he surveyed the horizon, he could only make out miles and miles of sand dunes surrounding him, each one a perfect location to set up an ambush for him. Knowing that the enemy could strike at any moment, Dmitri quickly adjusted his movement and weapons controls to adapt to the hot, dry desert environment. Just as he finished tinkering with the onboard computer, two loud beeps sounded and two red squares appeared on the far left and right side of the monitor, indicating the presence of hostile mobile suits. Dmitri quickly typed a few short commands on his keyboard and the computer immediately recognized the enemies to be Wild Daggers, quick and adaptable quadruped suits extremely capable in desert combat.

Dmitri smiled. This should be fun.

The two enemies approached rapidly; their red indicator squares getting larger and larger on the screen as they got closer. The one on the left fired a beam from its back-mounted turret as soon as it got in range, and Dmitri blocked it with his shield just in the nick of time. Momentarily distracted, he almost didn’t notice the enemy on the right now sprinting towards him at full speed with its two beam swords activated, ready to cut him in two. Luckily, a blaring alert sounded just in time along with flashes of bright red on the right side of his screen, telling him to either move, block, or be killed. Dmitri decided to move and he quickly jumped backwards, just barely avoiding the end of the enemy’s beam sword.

Quick to take advantage of his enemy’s opening, he raised his beam rifle, took aim, and fired directly at the Wild Dagger. The enemy mobile suit elegantly avoided the shot and raised its head-mounted machine gun, aiming straight for his chest. Not wanting to be filled with bullets, Dmitri protected his chest with his shield, which began taking extreme punishment from a relentless stream of metal. Just as he thought things couldn’t get much worse, a blaring alarm began sounding again and red lights flashed on both the left and right sides of his screen. Confused for a split-second, Dmitri quickly remembered that this meant that the enemy was behind him.

Oh, shit.

Dmitri swore loudly as the enemy behind him cut through his cockpit with its beam sword, ending the final level of the simulation. He removed the virtual reality helmet from his head and slammed it onto the panel in front of him, seething with anger from his loss. He had tried the last level of the simulation at least ten times that day, and not once had he been able to beat it. The closest he had gotten to winning was when he shot down one of the Wild Daggers just before getting blasted into oblivion by the other one a few moments later.

Dmitri sat in the simulation machine for a few minutes, letting his temper cool off, and after he felt like he was calm again he put the helmet back on. The display was now showing the high score board, which collected information from every simulation machine issued to the Terran military, meaning that every soldier who ever used one would have a score saved onto the database. It seemed that the high score board had just begun showing, as the score list is programmed to slowly scroll from first place to fiftieth place, and it was still showing the top ten pilots. Dmitri skimmed the list for the first time that day and he read the names of the top ten, which included Tong Xiang, the famed ace of the Republic; Star Lynde, the notorious traitor; and Holland Traynak, the leader of the infamous Twilight Phoenix.

“And they’re all Beta scum,” Dmitri said to himself, spitting out the words like poison.

The top ten pilots were now off screen, and pilots eleven to twenty displayed the names of more notable Betas. He waited impatiently for pilots twenty-one to thirty to appear onscreen, and when they did all he saw were more Beta names. Thirty-one to forty was no different, but when forty-one to fifty finally showed up onscreen, Dmitri saw his name at the very bottom next to the seemingly unimpressive number fifty. Dmitri was surprised and overjoyed, being one of the only Alphas on the high score board was an impressive feat. Glad that his hours on the simulation machine didn’t go to waste, he stepped outside with a new found confidence. Dmitri knew fully well that a simulation was nothing compared to the real battlefield, but being able to beat Betas at the simulation brought him one step closer to his personal goal.

It’s only a matter of time now…

((ooc: i'll try and get to everyone tomorrow Especialy you firehelper and you drekon don't want you guys getting lost now i'm just tired and had a long long-weeked so hopefully first ting in the morning i can get something up for you guys

oh and brazilliam sorry bout that must have read your post wrong... thought you where talking about jacob not jaron it makes sence now :) ))

The mess hall was as full as usual. Jaron sat next to Jacob, but for some reason Jacob was a bit reluctant to talk today. Whatever was causing Jacob to feel so down was obviously a personal issue, so he let it be. When Jacob and Jaron finished breakfast, Jaron said, "Maybe we'll be able to practice some time again?"
"Sure thing Jaron. I'll see if Nelson and the others are up for it."
Jacob and Rolf met with Mervin near the exit. As they greeted themselves, Rolf told him, "Mervin, do you know if there are any medical personnel that can assist Jacob?"...

"Of course, we can get you to somebody right away," Mervin said. "So it was the battle after all?"

Nelson and Adam had left the mess hall early to check on Laku. Even though she and Star had been able to find water and live off the emergency rations, she was still suffering from exhaustion and needed to get some actual food in her. Betas were made of tougher stuff, she supposed, but a little rest had more or less done the trick.

"You're late!" she said as soon as they entered. They stared blankly at her for a moment, but she just laughed and waved them in. She told them about her little adventure - exploring the cave, the attack by the Army of Islam, and then the attempt to send a distress signal. Nelson and Adam then filled her in on the battle between Hades and Terra, and how Jacob had driven... "Wait, who's Jacob?" she asked. "I thought the Terra's pilot was a woman?"

"Oh, right... you and Star never actually met him," Nelson muttered, as the Prince's cover was blown yet again. "Okay, so this is still mostly secret except for a few people around him... the Terra's pilot is actually the Scandinavian prince, Jacob Thorstein. He's in disguise out of necessity right now." He then filled her in about the spy fiasco.

"Sounds like you guys have been busy, too," Laku sighed. "This is really frustrating... for the three of us to be so completely overmatched."

"Well, that's how Terra got so strong, it's those Betas..." Adam said. "We've tried to compete. We fought Jacob in a practice battle and Nels here even got a hit on him. But in a real fight, when they're serious, they're untouchable."

"I wish we could have been the ones to save you," Nelson added. "But that thing's a monster..."

"No, I know what that thing can do... I'm just happy you guys came out anyway, knowing what he could do to you," she said. "We'll just have to work harder once I'm out of here!"

[/COLOR]Roland raced down the halls of the Great White, he had to find Jacob and warn him of the immediate danger. He soon found him going to find Ms. Lynde in her cabin.

"Jacob, I think I found more than one reason of Hades, attack!" he panted, but he said it in a small voice. He then took a step back and examined him, he then asked...

"Are you okay, you don't look so well...Somethings troubling you isn't it?"

occ: Celebrating....................................

The 100th page of Gundam Terra!!!!!!!!!!!

[/COLOR]Roland raced down the halls of the Great White, he had to find Jacob and warn him of the immediate danger. He soon found him going to find Ms. Lynde in her cabin.

"Jacob, I think I found more than one reason of Hades, attack!" he panted, but he said it in a small voice. He then took a step back and examined him, he then asked...

"Are you okay, you don't look so well...Somethings troubling you isn't it?"

occ: Celebrating....................................

The 100th page of Gundam Terra!!!!!!!!!!!

OOC: It was actually Jaron who was looking for Star. But yeah, CELEBRATION! IN YOUR FACE HATERS!

IC: Jacob was about to ask Roland what he might have discovered about the reason behind Hades attacking them, but ended up having to answer the question about his well being. He answered, "Good Morning Mr. Fespute. Something actually is... somewhat troubling me actually." Jacob went on to tell him and the doctor he was seeing about what had just happened in Jacob's cabin. Somehow Jacob seemed to be able to force a cabnit out without even touching it, and Jacob was hopeful this was a prank of some kind...

Jacob was about to ask Roland what he might have discovered about the reason behind Hades attacking them, but ended up having to answer the question about his well being. He answered, "Good Morning Mr. Fespute. Something actually is... somewhat troubling me actually." Jacob went on to tell him and the doctor he was seeing about what had just happened in Jacob's cabin. Somehow Jacob seemed to be able to force a cabnit out without even touching it, and Jacob was hopeful this was a prank of some kind...

The doctor put his hand on Jacob's head. "That's... hmm," he said, somewhat confused. "Were you jostled in the cockpit at all, or perhaps hit your head at some point..."

Mervin stood quietly against the wall while Jacob tried to explain. If what he says is true, then perhaps I am right about there being different phenomena... which is indicative of a more general change in the way the brain works, so perhaps I was right to begin with!! "I don't think there's anything at all wrong with the prince," he interrupted. "And actually, I think I might know what's going on. We need to go see Nelson and Star; this involves them as well."

The doctor put his hand on Jacob's head. "That's... hmm," he said, somewhat confused. "Were you jostled in the cockpit at all, or perhaps hit your head at some point..."

Mervin stood quietly against the wall while Jacob tried to explain. If what he says is true, then perhaps I am right about there being different phenomena... which is indicative of a more general change in the way the brain works, so perhaps I was right to begin with!! "I don't think there's anything at all wrong with the prince," he interrupted. "And actually, I think I might know what's going on. We need to go see Nelson and Star; this involves them as well."

Nelson and Star. They have something to do with this as well? Jacob wondered to himself. It seemed that something unusual was happening, but Jacob decided he would have to meet with the two to get any possibility of another answer. He asked, "Where shall we meet them Mervin?" Jacob was about to see Star face to face again after more than a week. Hopefully she would be somewhat more sociable by now...

Jaron went out to search for Star and finally resorted in searching the place he though least possible. He looked out on the front deck to see Star leaning on one of the railings. It seemed as if she were starring out into the mountain range around them. Jaron mustered up his courage and asked Star, "Hello Star... If you're in any mood, could I ask you a question?"

Nelson and Star. They have something to do with this as well? Jacob wondered to himself. It seemed that something unusual was happening, but Jacob decided he would have to meet with the two to get any possibility of another answer. He asked, "Where shall we meet them Mervin?" Jacob was about to see Star face to face again after more than a week. Hopefully she would be somewhat more sociable by now...

Jaron went out to search for Star and finally resorted in searching the place he though least possible. He looked out on the front deck to see Star leaning on one of the railings. It seemed as if she were starring out into the mountain range around them. Jaron mustered up his courage and asked Star, "Hello Star... If you're in any mood, could I ask you a question?"

"May as well do this now, while there's a lull in the action," he sighed. "The guys went to see Laku, so we can grab Nelson on the way to Star's room." The group headed down the hallway. Laku's room was first up. Mervin poked his head in and, as expected, saw the three Union pilots. "Nelson, you got a few minutes?"

"I guess... is something wrong?" He saw Jacob among the assembled.

"The battle with Hades seems to finally be producing some answers," he replied. "Are you all right to move around, Miz Moloti?"

"... Sure..." she said, sitting up. Adam and Nelson helped her to her feet, and she stretched her arms and legs. "Ah, feels good! So, where are we going?"

Next was Star's room, but she was gone. "Nurse, could you tell us where Miss Lynde ran off to?" Mervin asked.

"That Crofton boy was just here asking the same thing. I think she said something about fresh air, so the deck perhaps? He ran off before I could tell him..."

Mervin sighed. "He seems unnaturally drawn to her; I'm sure he'll eventually think that. I bet he's beaten us." It was about time the entire team was brought together, since the Great White's troubles were probably just beginning. The group marched off in silence towards the hatch, where they met their missing comrades...

Amery Base, Under the Amery Ice shelf
Amery base was a base designed to be secret. Its large domes enclosed an underwater submarine staging area that projected CAS power much further than the official land based bases alone. This base and several others like it are currently leapfrogging to make new bases to further expand CAS power.
Currently the Amery base was about to make a soon to be major move for the
Iles Kerguelen in the indian ocean.
[Iles Kerguelen 0200 hr
Iles Kergulen was a insegnificant island with little stratigic value and as such it was left untouched by the war..... until now. The small island ignored in all wars until now was stormed by the mobile suits. These mobile suits then helped the underwater bulk carriers unload the prefabricated base sections, and heavy machinery. Soon the island was full of vehicles of all sorts that built tunnels, buildings, piers, bunkers, and other things. Soon the base would be completed, hopefully before some republic military official sends a recon satellite to the insignificant island and tries a counter response ((Im sure this will happen.... no matter how unlikely it would be in real life would be nice if you only found out after you find ships being attacked))

((OOC: multiple fronts hurt.... besides to outnumber me two:one you need a third of your forces it hurts fighting a nation with fresh units))

Battleship Coruscate

The battleship was filled with the giving of orders and generals looking around. Occasionally a person spoke up telling a general of something of relative importance not viewed on the status screens. This was one of those times.
"General mobile forces are telling of a change in the enemies attack style. They are shooting less and firing missiles only when a lock is acquired. This may be a sign that the enemy is running out of munitions." The person then went back to his communications.
The generals and admirals all gathered discussing how to use this advantage to the best of their abilities. Soon they dispersed. One of the generals began to give orders saying, "All artillery units are to concentrate fire on enemy mobile suits. They must try and disrupt the enemies acquisition of targets to further their expenditure of ammunition." The numerous people in the command center began to issue the new orders to the forces in battle. However, this bit of good news came with some bad as a person handed a message to the general. The message told of numerous reinforcement units heading to the base. The general then whispered in the messenger's ear saying "Request renforcement units from command. There is no possible way that the local forces of the enemy will be enough to offset our local numerical superiority for at least another month as transports arrive." The person nodded before leaving.

the base commander was in a bind... he couldn't retreat because A) there was no where close enough to run to B) they didn't have the suplies to make it anywhere near orgonized and C) even if they could meet up with more terran forces they would still be in the same supply situation and surrender... well surender just wasn't an option

"alright men i've had it with this panzy 'shoot only when you hve a clear shot bullshit" the general stated "i'm i'm going down i'm going wih a gun in my hand and taking as many of them with me as i can. order the withdrawl into the base proper equip every heavy weapon we got on those mobile suits fully load them all give every able bodyed man a gun and prep for a final assult because by Terra if they what this base bak i'm gonna make them pay for every bloody inch you hear me!"

"Sir! Yes Sir!"

Units slowly began pulling back as the Sagitarious units provided covering fire the aries fighting to maintain air control over the base the CAS had kicked a hornets nest and they where about to feel its wrath

Atlantic Ocean - 1st Atlantic Undersea Fleet

The AUF1 was the best equipped underwater fleet due to its mission. Its mission was the attacking of enemy units with suprise attacks with the support of the CAS newest and most advanced (space turned underwater) battleship. This force was equipped with several prototype Gundam units that reintroduced stealth to the battlefield. For the last several decades with the advent of mobile suits stealth was no longer used as it was near impossible and too costly to use stealth on the numerous surfaces of the gundam. However, with the transformable ability of the CAS mobile suits stealth was once again a possible option. Now its first mission would soon come. The first target of the mission... Luanda the former provincial capital of the Angolan State.

Hanger of the Battleship Zeeleeuw

The hanger was chaotic to pilot James Haye. It was his first real mission. Slowly he walked over to the XTA-56 ZWART. As the top pilot that graduated from the academy in recent years he was given a position to pilot the ZWART. He loocked in awe at his gundam, it was in its mobile armor mode to save sapce but that did nothing to lessen his awe. It was a dark grey color that would blend in visually under many circumstances. He hopped in the cockpit and started up the mobile suit/ armor as the cockpit closed. The start up screen showed the symbol of the CAS followed my M(obile)O(perating)S(ystem) (G)eneral (U)nilateral Neuro - Link (D)ispersive (A)utonomic (M)aneuver.
Soon his mobile suit was started up and he proceeded to the Pressurized lift system. The lift system was needed in the underwater environment to maintain the integrity of the ships hull. James could hear the water filling the airlock type structure before launching. The linear catapault was of little use underwater and he just used his thrusters to maneuver out joining the formation of several other new GUNDAMs and modified stealth TINNs that were heading to the city.
Several miles out from the battleship and fleet James pulled ahead of the group and climbed. His thrusters were at full as he blasted out of the water. Soon he was high above the water at mach three heading for the military base by the city of Luanda (I assume you have one since it is a major city and you need some garrison units)
It was night when the group reached the city. In the darkness it was almost impossible to see the mobile armors as they speedily reached their target. It was still quiet.... soon all that would change as several HARM missiles were launched by the mobile armors as they began their dive.

Alarms screamed as the missiles where picked up a fraction to late and impacted all over the base "report!" screamed the watch commander as he picked himself up off the floor

"multiple impacts minor damage to the command post hanger 5 is gone 4 and 6 heavly damaged"

"get everything in to the air i want them found and shot down... time to see how well those new X scanners work" the X scanners where a new deveopment that where i direct result of the Union campeign and insted of detecting IR or Radio signatures they used X-rays t to see if anything was even there in the first place... sofar there was only one noted weekness but the cover of night cancled it out

Flack cannons light the night sky as the filled there are with shrapnel covering the likely aproach vectors buring the Aries pilots time to get to there mobilesuits and take to the air

the flack cannons continued fireing until the first aries squads got in range then they cut out to be replaced bu SAM batterys as the Aries aquired target locks. "there you are sneeky bastards" the sky was iluminated but th hundres of missils launching form the surface and the beams of the aries. someone had miscalculated thiking that there coastal bases would be as unprepaired as there ones on the interiour of africa and now they would pay for that error in there own blood

Communications arrays

Diane was proned againsts the sand barely visable but she was there and she was given the signal to make her move. She pulled up her targeting screen and took aim, she could hit all three stations with various artillery weapons on the ISWP. She would take out the closest one with her rail runs because it was in direct line of sight, the other two she would use her cannons to bombard and destroy. She watched the two targeting redicles line up and turn solid red indicating a lock. She breathed in and then exhauled and pulled the trigger firing her weapons at the target.

HUB Echo Five-Five-Charlie

Holland got the signal "Luna, fire them now" he ordered. Luna looked over at the HUB and raised her weapon, it was a weapon designed to carry gas canisters. On it was a nurve gas to take out the enemy, it was oderless and colourless but it would happen so fast they wouldn't know what hit them. She pulled the trigger sending canisters flying at the target, it would knock every one of them out given a few seconds.

OOC: *cough* *cough* NK im waiting

Communications arrays

Diane was proned againsts the sand barely visable but she was there and she was given the signal to make her move. She pulled up her targeting screen and took aim, she could hit all three stations with various artillery weapons on the ISWP. She would take out the closest one with her rail runs because it was in direct line of sight, the other two she would use her cannons to bombard and destroy. She watched the two targeting redicles line up and turn solid red indicating a lock. She breathed in and then exhauled and pulled the trigger firing her weapons at the target.

the 3 arays were incinerated

but it would be a simple matter to locate where it came form not that they would find anything anyone stupid enough to stick around didn't deserve that kind of power

HUB Echo Five-Five-Charlie

Holland got the signal "Luna, fire them now" he ordered. Luna looked over at the HUB and raised her weapon, it was a weapon designed to carry gas canisters. On it was a nurve gas to take out the enemy, it was oderless and colourless but it would happen so fast they wouldn't know what hit them. She pulled the trigger sending canisters flying at the target, it would knock every one of them out given a few seconds.

the local garison was quickly overcom by the gas leaving the techitions alone in the sealed underground bunker but it wouldn't matter gibbs had already initiated his plan and Primary coms had long been rerouted it was just a matter of time to see if they would take the bait.

"get everything in to the air i want them found and shot down... time to see how well those new X scanners work" the X scanners where a new deveopment that where i direct result of the Union campeign and insted of detecting IR or Radio signatures they used X-rays t to see if anything was even there in the first place... sofar there was only one noted weekness but the cover of night cancled it out

(OOC: I would say not well at all. Good luck finding something besides the sun that gives off energy at x-ray wavelengths :-D)

Nelson and Star. They have something to do with this as well? Jacob wondered to himself. It seemed that something unusual was happening, but Jacob decided he would have to meet with the two to get any possibility of another answer. He asked, "Where shall we meet them Mervin?" Jacob was about to see Star face to face again after more than a week. Hopefully she would be somewhat more sociable by now...

Jaron went out to search for Star and finally resorted in searching the place he though least possible. He looked out on the front deck to see Star leaning on one of the railings. It seemed as if she were starring out into the mountain range around them. Jaron mustered up his courage and asked Star, "Hello Star... If you're in any mood, could I ask you a question?"

Roland was inclined to rush after Jacob and tell him the news, but he paused and watched the two at the railing.

Nelson and Star. They have something to do with this as well? Jacob wondered to himself. It seemed that something unusual was happening, but Jacob decided he would have to meet with the two to get any possibility of another answer. He asked, "Where shall we meet them Mervin?" Jacob was about to see Star face to face again after more than a week. Hopefully she would be somewhat more sociable by now...

Jaron went out to search for Star and finally resorted in searching the place he though least possible. He looked out on the front deck to see Star leaning on one of the railings. It seemed as if she were starring out into the mountain range around them. Jaron mustered up his courage and asked Star, "Hello Star... If you're in any mood, could I ask you a question?"

Star had awoken with the tired and grumpy feeling of someone who had a restless nights sleep she had woken up slightly later then she normaly would have and dressed in the provided non military clothing and forgoing breakfast because she wasn't all that hungry nor feeling all that scociable she had began wandering around eventualy making her way up to the upper deck.

she certantly wasn't there for the fresh air she'd had more than enough of that the past couple days it was more for the solitude after all being out in the open in a warzone wasn't a popular or sain location so it suited her perfectly

jaron found her stareing off in a north east direction that if anyone bothared to check co-ordanents was the direction of greece where her life had changed for better or worse she couldn't tell yet.

she heard Jaron aproch long before he would have thought she did given the ambient sounds. it wasn't that her hearing was better per say it was more that her brain could identify filter and process the incoming stimuli faster than anynormal person was capable of.

"what do you want?" she asked without turning around her tone was definatly calmer then the previous evening but it wouldn't take much to set her off again... it was like taking a pot of boiling watter off the stove... sure it stops boiling but put it back on the heat and away it goes.

(OOC: I would say not well at all. Good luck finding something besides the sun that gives off energy at x-ray wavelengths :-D)

((ooc: then how come it picks up our lugage and bones :P quit poking holes in my logic your ruining a good plot device :P :D:D:D))

"That Crofton boy was just here asking the same thing. I think she said something about fresh air, so the deck perhaps? He ran off before I could tell him..."

Mervin sighed. "He seems unnaturally drawn to her; I'm sure he'll eventually think that. I bet he's beaten us." It was about time the entire team was brought together, since the Great White's troubles were probably just beginning. The group marched off in silence towards the hatch, where they met their missing comrades...

((ooc: i'll ty this in after i get a responce from jaron))

Star had awoken with the tired and grumpy feeling of someone who had a restless nights sleep she had woken up slightly later then she normaly would have and dressed in the provided non military clothing and forgoing breakfast because she wasn't all that hungry nor feeling all that scociable she had began wandering around eventualy making her way up to the upper deck.

she certantly wasn't there for the fresh air she'd had more than enough of that the past couple days it was more for the solitude after all being out in the open in a warzone wasn't a popular or sain location so it suited her perfectly

jaron found her stareing off in a north east direction that if anyone bothared to check co-ordanents was the direction of greece where her life had changed for better or worse she couldn't tell yet.

she heard Jaron aproch long before he would have thought she did given the ambient sounds. it wasn't that her hearing was better per say it was more that her brain could identify filter and process the incoming stimuli faster than anynormal person was capable of.

"what do you want?" she asked without turning around her tone was definatly calmer then the previous evening but it wouldn't take much to set her off again... it was like taking a pot of boiling watter off the stove... sure it stops boiling but put it back on the heat and away it goes.

Thankfully Star sounded calmer than usual. Jaron took the chance of asking, "Star, I have to know something. I know you still must remember the battle in Greece, but there are just some things that I have to understand. All I know about this person is that you told me he helped you when he didn't need to and died fighting for what he believed in. Just who was it Victor killed? How did you know him?" Thankfully, habits in the military were able to remind Jaron not to refer to Victor as his brother. His father mades sure that happened, that way the three never became too close for needing one another...