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Accessing File.....

File Found........

Opening Project Fusion

Project Fusion was a project to terraform one of the outer planets which was abundant in minerals and other resources. 20 crews had been sent to start the terraforming process. Early reports had suggested that all was going to plan but soon after problems were occurring, the mission becoming more dangerous. The order was sent to abort the mission.

All 20 crews boarded their ships, none returned. A final transmission was sent before everything went silent. Below is the final transmission:

This is Captain Rayner. I am the only one left and probably won't last long. As our ships left the planetary gravitational pull increased to such an amount our ships were pulled back in even at full power. Everyone is dead and I'm sure I won't make it...Wait a noise from one of the wreckages...A survivor? Oh my God..OH MY GOD........ End Transmission.

Operation Fusion: FAILURE.

File closed.

"This happened 5 years ago. The former Expeditionary Board leader did nothing to see what happened to those men and women. He closed the file. Now he is gone and I ,as the new Leader, want to know what happened. However this is going to be a big investigation so I want to try and groups from other civilizations to help us. Send out a message."



To: Everyone
Re: Project Fusion
From: Expeditionary Board, Londim

The Expeditionary Board of Londim needs help. 5 years ago one of forces went M.I.A. We know where but we don't know why. This will be a big job and so as much help is possible. We have attached the Operation Fusion file so you can be more informed about the situation.

To: Everyone
Re: Project Fusion
From: Expeditionary Board, Londim

The Expeditionary Board of Londim needs help. 5 years ago one of forces went M.I.A. We know where but we don't know why. This will be a big job and so as much help is possible. We have attached the Operation Fusion file so you can be more informed about the situation.



Aboard the Hobbeebian Expeditionary forces command ship Delta Fang a lone Communications Technion picked up the call for help in an investigation. following protocol he took the message to his ship Captain, who in turn would report to his Fleet Commander. the occurances sounded like a problem that was once encountered by the Hobbeebian Imperial Forces during the last Dark War. And the file accounts matched the last transmission given by the Londim Expeditionary forces. As he entered the room the mentally transfered the file to his Captain who looked it over and sent the Communications tech away.

Nodding to his his a holo-pad was created and held the information he was given. The Communications tech was correct in his notes to believe that this situation was similar to the Hobbeebian Imperial forces. The Captain sent the holo-pad to his Fleet Commander via mental messaging. It was almost 1 minute before his fleet commander gave an order....

" I want our last Missile ship to go and assist in the operation, I also want 3 squadrons of fighters to escort the investigation."

In no time the ships where readied and sent out to the origin of the transmission. The sleek-streamline designs of the Hobbeebian vessels disappeared into the void as they dime jumped to the area where the message was sent.

- 2 minutes later...

AS the small fleet exited the Dime-jump they found themselves about 5000 KM from the point of Transmission... a message was released..

" Attention Londim Expeditionary Forces Commander, This is Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces Captain Hito Sucarus we are here in regards to your call for assistance."

From: Ambassador of the United Dependencies
To: Londim
We pledge monetary and military support however we will not send anyone into space.

Prime Minister Aiko Kabuki and High Admiral Hoshi Fujimoto of the Neo Kirisuban Starfleet were agreed this call would warrant the sending of a Pioneer class starship to lend assistance.

The 'Fukido bay' under the Command of Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato would be send and like all other starfleet ships had an all female and well tested crew.

So the reply was sent out along with the orders to redirect the ship.

To : Expeditionary Board, Londim
From : Prime Minister Aiko Kabuki, Neo Kirisuban Federation
Re: Project Fusion assistance.

We have considered the call you sent for help and one of our exploration ships the 'Fukido bay' had been directed towards your home star system. Captain Mikato will lend you all the assitance she and her crew can spare.

To: Everyone
Re: Project Fusion
From: Expeditionary Board, Londim

The Expeditionary Board of Londim needs help. 5 years ago one of forces went M.I.A. We know where but we don't know why. This will be a big job and so as much help is possible. We have attached the Operation Fusion file so you can be more informed about the situation.
"Message incoming."
"Source?"
"Unknown, Commander."
"What is it's contents?"
"From...well, see for yourself."
The green-haired kitsune bent slightly to read the message. She frowned. "Get me our Admiral."
Commander's Quarters...
"...so, Admiral, I think you'll agree that this deserves our attention."
"Hmmm. You are right, of course, Commander. But I am hesitant to send any forces. Things here at home at getting a little...wild."
"I understand. We don't need to send much. I'm thinking a Battleship, or a Cruiser even...in fact, let's send the Starrider."
"Excellent choice, Commander, I agree. I think we can spare one ship, and the neccessary personnel. Contact Admiral Lintel for authorization, and I think she'll agree."
"Yes Admiral."
Communication's Center...
"Send a reply back."
"Yes Commander. Will you be dictating?"
"Yes. Send this..."
To: Expeditionary Board, Londim
Re: Project Fusion
From: Xiscapian Communications Center
We are happy to report that we may send a single ship, along with Hazard teams and scientists to assist you in discovering what happened to your crews. If this is acceptable to you, the ship will be arriving to your location in about nine days.

Communications Department, APN Headquarters, Illesia City

"Well? What do you think of the message?" One of the Operators asked.
His Supervisor sighed, "Seems real enough, tag it and put it through to one of the Admirals. We have enough to worry about already."

Admiral Carlton's Office, APN Headquarters, Illesia City

Carlton sighed as he flicked through the files attached to the message. The CD had thought it appropriate to send it to him because he was the commander of the Alversian Deep Space Fleet. Or he had been. It had been engaged and destroyed in one of the many battles during the SASM war, they were still finding the debris from that battle.

Still, maybe there something in the remnants of the Navy to send. Protocol demanded that he send a Battlecruiser. However, as he stared at the list, he saw the scale of the problem

APS Fearless: - DESTROYED
APS Freedom: - DESTROYED
APS Favorite: - DESTROYED
APS Firedrake: - DESTROYED
APS Fleetwood: - DESTROYED
APS Freddy Jones: - DESTROYED
APS Felicity Alaeman: - DESTROYED
APS Fern City: - DESTROYED
APS Fantastic: - DESTROYED
APS Freedom Forest: - DESTROYED
APS Furious: - DESTROYED
APS Franklyn: - DESTROYED
APS Formidable: - ACTIVE DUTY

"Finally! One ship!" Admiral Carlton tapped on the console in front of him and brought up a small viewscreen.

APS Formidable

"Sir! We've recieved a course change!" The Ensign called.

Captain Mason of the Formidable approached the control panel an smiled
"Lay it in, Ensign. We have a new assignment"

"Yes, Sir!"

To: Everyone
Re: Project Fusion
From: Expeditionary Board, Londim

The Expeditionary Board of Londim needs help. 5 years ago one of forces went M.I.A. We know where but we don't know why. This will be a big job and so as much help is possible. We have attached the Operation Fusion file so you can be more informed about the situation.

We would be happy to send a fleet of Longsword fighters to investigate. Plus we can spare a frigate class ship if necessary. We have the assault rifles necessary to fund such a project. Although your intelligence reports suggest our marines have been in similar situations before...

The People's Republic of Foward Unto Dawn

Aboard the Hobbeebian Expeditionary forces command ship Delta Fang a lone Communications Technion picked up the call for help in an investigation. following protocol he took the message to his ship Captain, who in turn would report to his Fleet Commander. the occurances sounded like a problem that was once encountered by the Hobbeebian Imperial Forces during the last Dark War. And the file accounts matched the last transmission given by the Londim Expeditionary forces. As he entered the room the mentally transfered the file to his Captain who looked it over and sent the Communications tech away.

Nodding to his his a holo-pad was created and held the information he was given. The Communications tech was correct in his notes to believe that this situation was similar to the Hobbeebian Imperial forces. The Captain sent the holo-pad to his Fleet Commander via mental messaging. It was almost 1 minute before his fleet commander gave an order....

" I want our last Missile ship to go and assist in the operation, I also want 3 squadrons of fighters to escort the investigation."

In no time the ships where readied and sent out to the origin of the transmission. The sleek-streamline designs of the Hobbeebian vessels disappeared into the void as they dime jumped to the area where the message was sent.

- 2 minutes later...

AS the small fleet exited the Dime-jump they found themselves about 5000 KM from the point of Transmission... a message was released..

" Attention Londim Expeditionary Forces Commander, This is Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces Captain Hito Sucarus we are here in regards to your call for assistance."

"Welcome Captain. We thank you for your assistance. There is a meeting to be held on Londim to brief all Expeditionary Crews before the voyage to Fusion. Landing docks have been prepared at Resa Military Port for your ships."

From: Ambassador of the United Dependencies
To: Londim
We pledge monetary and military support however we will not send anyone into space.

"We thank you for your support. It will be repaid."

Prime Minister Aiko Kabuki and High Admiral Hoshi Fujimoto of the Neo Kirisuban Starfleet were agreed this call would warrant the sending of a Pioneer class starship to lend assistance.

The 'Fukido bay' under the Command of Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato would be send and like all other starfleet ships had an all female and well tested crew.

So the reply was sent out along with the orders to redirect the ship.

To : Expeditionary Board, Londim
From : Prime Minister Aiko Kabuki, Neo Kirisuban Federation
Re: Project Fusion assistance.

We have considered the call you sent for help and one of our exploration ships the 'Fukido bay' had been directed towards your home star system. Captain Mikato will lend you all the assitance she and her crew can spare.

"We send you coordinates of where to land Fukido bay. A meeting is to be held with all Expeditionary forces before the voyage to Fusion."

"Message incoming."
"Source?"
"Unknown, Commander."
"What is it's contents?"
"From...well, see for yourself."
The green-haired kitsune bent slightly to read the message. She frowned. "Get me our Admiral."
Commander's Quarters...
"...so, Admiral, I think you'll agree that this deserves our attention."
"Hmmm. You are right, of course, Commander. But I am hesitant to send any forces. Things here at home at getting a little...wild."
"I understand. We don't need to send much. I'm thinking a Battleship, or a Cruiser even...in fact, let's send the Starrider."
"Excellent choice, Commander, I agree. I think we can spare one ship, and the neccessary personnel. Contact Admiral Lintel for authorization, and I think she'll agree."
"Yes Admiral."
Communication's Center...
"Send a reply back."
"Yes Commander. Will you be dictating?"
"Yes. Send this..."

"This is acceptable. Coordinates are enclosed to Londim. A meeting will be held between all forces to go over objectives and risk assessments."

Communications Department, APN Headquarters, Illesia City

"Well? What do you think of the message?" One of the Operators asked.
His Supervisor sighed, "Seems real enough, tag it and put it through to one of the Admirals. We have enough to worry about already."

Admiral Carlton's Office, APN Headquarters, Illesia City

Carlton sighed as he flicked through the files attached to the message. The CD had thought it appropriate to send it to him because he was the commander of the Alversian Deep Space Fleet. Or he had been. It had been engaged and destroyed in one of the many battles during the SASM war, they were still finding the debris from that battle.

Still, maybe there something in the remnants of the Navy to send. Protocol demanded that he send a Battlecruiser. However, as he stared at the list, he saw the scale of the problem

APS Fearless: - DESTROYED
APS Freedom: - DESTROYED
APS Favorite: - DESTROYED
APS Firedrake: - DESTROYED
APS Fleetwood: - DESTROYED
APS Freddy Jones: - DESTROYED
APS Felicity Alaeman: - DESTROYED
APS Fern City: - DESTROYED
APS Fantastic: - DESTROYED
APS Freedom Forest: - DESTROYED
APS Furious: - DESTROYED
APS Franklyn: - DESTROYED
APS Formidable: - ACTIVE DUTY

"Finally! One ship!" Admiral Carlton tapped on the console in front of him and brought up a small viewscreen.

APS Formidable

"Sir! We've recieved a course change!" The Ensign called.

Captain Mason of the Formidable approached the control panel an smiled
"Lay it in, Ensign. We have a new assignment"

"Yes, Sir!"



We would be happy to send a fleet of Longsword fighters to investigate. Plus we can spare a frigate class ship if necessary. We have the assault rifles necessary to fund such a project. Although your intelligence reports suggest our marines have been in similar situations before...

The People's Republic of Foward Unto Dawn

"This a generous offer. It would be best fr these fighters to first travel to Londim. Here meetings will be held. It will be likely your fighters will protect the other ships on the journey and at Fusion."

(OOC: Tag for future post)

ooc: the ship looks like this minus the big bird

http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a354/nihongaz/pioneerclass.jpg

ic:

Samurai Captain Kaori Mikato was relaxing on the holographic beach in one of the small holosuites her ship had.

The room was only 10 feet square but the beach seemed to go on forever as she lay on a towel wearing a little silver bikini with her Chief Engineer beside her.

Commander Yoko Kasigi was in her mid twenties just like her captain and just as scantily dressed they were making small talk sipping tall drinks when Kaori's comm badge went off.

She listened to what her comms officer had to say but an order from an Admiral had to be obeyed.

"Change course as directed and increase speed to warp 6. Signal the star system and tell them when we will arrive and to expect us for this meeting in however long it takes us to arrive. Also acknowledge the order" she ordered as the holographic sun beat down on her well toned and slim body.

"Mikato out" she added and looked over to Yoko.

"It looks like our r&r will have to end my love but not for a little while" she gently said and leaned into the equally good looking and lithe engineer giving her a tender loving kiss. With 90% of the federations population being female having a female lover was the norm in the fleet.

Meanwhile the Pioneer class starship sped on a mere day's travel away from its destination.

"This is acceptable. Coordinates are enclosed to Londim. A meeting will be held between all forces to go over objectives and risk assessments."
Nine days later...
(OOC: Speeding things up a bit if nobody minds, if someone needed to RP something before the journey I'll delete or edit this post accordingly.)
IC:
The Starrider (http://prinzeugn.deviantart.com/art/Space-Battleship-51986076)
Crew: 600
Armament: 2 Heavy Ion Cannons(forward), 2 MAC guns(top and bottom), 6 Light Guns(2 right side, 2 left side, 1 top, 1 bottom,), 40 AS guns (10 top, 10 bottom, 10 both sides)
Hangers: 6 (50 fighters, 25 patrols, 5 shuttles, 5 drop ships, 50 LAM, 15 HAM)
Role: Expedition craft
The Starrider was originally constructed to serve as an excavation ship and primary transport for the scientists and their equipment, but it quickly became evident that it was an excellent ship for fighting off pirate attacks. It is Xiscapia's all-purpose vessel, fast, heavily armed and armored, with a large troop capacity. It patrols the deeper regions of Xiscapian space, hunting for pirates and smugglers.
The said vessal was first to arrive in the Londim system. It stopped at the rim of the system and broadcasted:
Greetings Londims
This is the Xiscapian vessal the Starrider. We have come to assist you with your situation on "Project Fusion" (original message included inside for verification).

A small flash of light and the Battlecruiser APS Formidable (http://s239.photobucket.com/albums/ff167/mreynolds058/?action=view&current=F-ClassBattlecruiserPic.jpg) appeared in system. Powerfully armed vessel, it's duty was primarily exploration. At the moment, it seemed they were the only ones in system, apart from a Xiscapian vessel identified as the Starrider.

A message was sent

TO: Londims

This is Captain Mason of the Alversian warshipFormidable, here
to answer a request for ships to find a 'project fusion'

2 Incoming Messages:

Greetings Londims
This is the Xiscapian vessal the Starrider. We have come to assist you with you situation on "Project Fusion" (original message included inside for verification).

Message forwarded to MilComm:

"Sir. Message from the Xiscapians. Pledging assistance to Fusion."

"Check registry and send reply."

"Registry confirms Xiscapian ship. Replying...



To Starrider,

You have been given clearance to land at Resa Military base where your crew will be met. Welcome to Londim."

TO: Londims

This is Captain Mason of the Alversian warshipFormidable, here
to answer a request for ships to find a 'project fusion'

Message forwarded to MilComm.

"Sir a message from another ship claiming to help us has arrived. This time from the Alversians."

"Check registration and reply."

"Alversian Registration confirmed. Replying..."

[quote]

To Formidable,

Clearance has been given to land at Resa Military Port where your crew will be met. Welcome to Londim.

[quote]

To: Londim

Proceeding to destination, thanks for the welcome

The Battlecruiser changed course and headed for the surface, beginning docking procedures as they headed for the Military base.

"All Hands, prepare to disembark" Mason ordered from the bridge.

AAPS Formidable (http://s239.photobucket.com/albums/ff167/mreynolds058/?action=view&current=F-ClassBattlecruiserPic.jpg)

OOC new or old ship that i not seen ?

OOC new or old ship that i not seen ?

OOC: New ship, Battlecruiser, F Class

To Starrider,

You have been given clearance to land at Resa Military base where your crew will be met. Welcome to Londim."
The engines glowed to life as the Starrider fired them and made it's way down to port. The Xiscapian ship arched though the atmosphere, burn flashing around it, before gently gliding to a halt to land at Resa Military base. The large ship settled into the ground, steam issuing off it from the sudden jerk from the harshs freeze of space to burning heat to normal temperature. The ramp lowered and an honor guard of a dozen Marines trooped down. They made a line of six on either side and waited. Four figures walked steady down: A kitsune in a black uniform, a kitsune in brown pants, a red shirt, and a lab coat, and two black armored kitsune flanking them. The ship's Captain, Lintel, recently removed from command aboard the Battleship Spectre after the accident, looking crisp and clean in her Captain's uniform. Her long red hair fell down her back, a gray katana at her side. Next to her was Ginta, Xiscapia's top scientist in just about everything. His black hair fell across his face as he kept looking around nerviously. Lastly the two Black Guards stood silently behind, ready to engage a threat should one present itself.

(OOC: as promised a post)

The UTS- Orion ominously floated in to the system, its engines pushing the massive one point seven kilometer along , blue and black jets of particles flowing from behind the ship as it moved, the Orion was accompanied but the destroyers UTS Baruke, and UTS Jellico, as the pack of ships moved in their hulls glimmered gently with the sun light of the system.

As the entered the commander of the Orion, sat back in his chair pondering about other things, he was frustrated that fleet command would send his ship on such a mission, weren’t their other things for him to do? Like combat patrol maybe? … Alas though he thought, it wasn’t a total waste. As he would soon find out, his con officer swiveled his chair around and looked at the commander, the commander peered back rising an eyebrow as they talked via interlink.

He spoke out as he got the message from his con officer.

“A lot of ships here huh… seem we’ve just jumped in the middle of a party …”

He sat back again in to his chair sinking as a grin grew on his face, he folded his hands on his lap and looked out in to the void of space watching the ships as his own group moved towards them. He sighed again sending another message via interlink to his con officer, his officer nodded and started to tap on his immersive holographic console, a blip reverberated through the lightly blue lit bridge.

“This is the UTS Orion, we have come here to assist you in your search, it is our pleasure to help nations in their goal, please tell us where we should dock/ and or start.”

The commander sat back, he sighed looking over to Xavier, his second in commander, he said with a loud commanding voice, “Commander Xavier….” Xavier was sitting on his chair looking at reports officers were handing him, his form was tall, and semi muscular, he had brown eyes and black hair. He looked over as the captain called hi, he looked up and said. “Yes captain” The captain started to speak putting his hands on the armrests of his chair. “I want you to head up the diplomatic team to make contact with these nations… ” Xavier nodded Saying as he stood up and saluted “yes sir”


(http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d110/USFU/Warringtonclass.png)

Starfleet Rear Admiral Kalanin crossed his arms as the test packet was downloaded from Vilikiy in a brilliant streaming series of bursts in electromagnetic radiation. It worked perfectly.

"Dictate." He commanded. "This is Rear Admiral Kalanin, Vilikiy Command. We have received the test transmission in its entirety without corruption. All systems are operational. Send."

http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/298/shardshippp4.png

The Shard Class survey ship was Vilikiy's first real star craft. As it's namesake implied, it was shaped like a giant shard, and with a strange, silvery tendril arcing outwards from its underbelly. It was a crude, primitive ship, but it was space worthy. It had no armaments, and the vast majority of its interior was dedicated to life support, but it could travel to the edge of the System and back within a month. Slow by many standards, fast by others. Its crew was large, crammed into tiny rotating cylinder that would keep all six hundred of the scientists, engineers, and soldiers alive and in relative comfort - aside from the constant nausea and motion-sickness the rotation induced on some - out in the cold harshness of space.

Years of research and development in hundreds of fields had gone into this ship, and yet all it was was a tin can in space. It could survive micrometeor and other similar impacts, but it was no match for an armed ship and certainly had no armaments of its own.

"We've received a reply." Reported an officer, putting it on screen.

Orders for VSFS Nothing Gold,

Abandon Space Trials. Star Fleet Command is satisfied with its performance and is convinced all will proceed well. The Minarchist Republic of Vilikiy has just entered a state of war. The Nothing Gold is to respond to a request for help from an unrelated third party that we received. This is a perfect opportunity as it removes the Nothing Gold from harm's way and will allow you a closer look at more advanced ships in action that we would otherwise not see. Your missions above all others is to keep the Nothing Gold safe and in tact at any cost. Too much money has gone into that vessel to lose it before armed prototypes have been created and mass production has begun.


Rear Admiral Kalanin stared at the screen. The ship was essentially untried. If something went wrong out there, everyone would die. There would be no hope for rescue in time. It was a desperate gamble to send the ship on an actual mission when the star program was in its infancy. He grimaced, though the slight fall of his gray mustache was all that gave away his change in expression to the crew. Brow furrowed, he put his orders into action.

"Helmsman, we're moving out of port. Begin full acceleration towards the coordinates on the screen. Let's get clear of this port before we're all killed by some damned satellite-killer missile. That would be one hell of a disaster, wouldn't it? Six hundred dead and years of development down the drain due to a five thousand encred missile?"

"Aye, sir." said a ghost-faced youth who was not expecting to be putting his life in the hands of virtually untested systems on such short notice.

Slowly, the port began to fall away behind them as the twin engines behind the ship expanded spatial bubbles behind it to push it forward.

"We're receiving a surplus of power at full acceleration." noted an officer nervously.

"Be patient, we're still in the inner system. Out there we won't be as fortunate, I don't think..." said Kalanin gravely, looking at the modest surplus in power supply. Somehow, he felt that the Nothing Gold would be a hindrance to this investigation mission he had been sent on rather than an asset...

As promised the NKS Fukido Bay warped into the system a day later and after sending her greetings to the Londim space command pulled alongside the Federal Union ships.

They were long standing allies so trust was already established. The twin homeworlds the Neo Kirisuban's called home were in Federal Union space as well.

Captain Mikato was wearing her skirt and tall boots uniform with the formal dress jacket which was made of white silk. The knee length skirt was black and the boots were black as well. She also wore her twin swords in a gold coloured belt sash.

Her choice of partner for the mission briefing was Dr Ari Fujimoto, the Chief Medical Officer who was dressed the same way but only wore a ceremonial dagger on her left hip rather than swords.

They also had tricorders with them so the briefing could be recorded. Now at impulse power they cruised along side the much larger Federal Union ships.

Poor workers blame their tools. Good workers build better tools. The best workers get their tools to do the work for them.
Principia Utilitaria

Solar Communes Territorial Space, Shadow Universe Kinetic Dilation Anomaly (http://www.warhammer.is/spjall/images/avatars/115964704646fbe62d0a1f1.jpg) Observation Outpost

It was a massive starbase, more of a defense post than of an observation post, covered by a battery of 25 c-frac C301 railguns, dozens of megaton payload fusion missiles and hundreds of point-defense systems, as what they watched tended to randomly bring every type of threat, both of physical and psychic nature, and people who dared to enter there, to take advantage of the faster-than-light travel that was possible through the place it leaded to, never returned the same, if they returned at all. In fact, the pioneers to get inside it, the Emergence Anomaly Recon Fleet, was presumed to be lost since after all these years they did not return and all unmanned probes sent there always had their contact lost.

A new message have arrived from beyond the Event Horizon of the strange phenomena that now existed for years. Maybe it was another set up by the nightmares that lurked in such chaotic parallel universe of Jungian shadows, or maybe the distorted and corrupted content of a message brought from another corner of the galaxy.

From: Nobody
Pre: Reject Concussion
To: Auctionary Corp, Londim

The Auctionary Corp.*random noises of anguish*.. 5 centuries later one... We know where but we don't know why. This will be a big top *pig sounds* so as bids possible. Weenie taxed the Reject Concussion sales so *flames* can be more informed about the situation.

The communications officer, a spacemen as expected, was puzzled as he tried to make sense from this message, he then looked at another officer at his said and asked, in Communs:
"Do you have any idea of the original content of this message?"
"I think it is a request for help, this Londim name is of human origin and seems to have passed uncorrupted by all those shadows and psychic randomness, but it could be a trap as well!", the other man said, as he shrugged.

Suddenly a daring "normal" man opened the door to the communications room and simply said with no introductions or presentation: "I am going to investigate it!"
All 30 spacemen in the large room simply turned at his direction with shock as they heard it. Nobody had entered through it for years. Nobody ever returned sane enough from it to explain what exactly was beyond it either. But this man seemed to not be sane at all in the first place. The officer simply stared at the freelancer as he shrugged:

"Are you insane boy? Do you know what lies beyond that event horizon? Do you know how many returned from there sane? And how many ever came back?"
The freelancer said nothing. He was dressing a black uniform with the OSA emblem, and it was usually known what it meant, he was a former member of those psychic freaks of the Psi-corps, who had an unhealthy obsession for the anomaly and psychic universe beyond it since it was formed, as if whatever was there lured them like fishes to a bait. He said nothing at all, but instead his answer reached straight into the mind of the communications officer.

"In that universe, you only follow laws if you do not make yours, you only let the psychic entities to control your fate if you don't control theirs. Every element of it is shaped by pure willpower and by beliefs, the perception of the Shadow Universe is not an absolute, it depends on the person who is seeing it. The weak of mind, pessimistic and afraid of the unknown will naturally create every type of horrible visions and creatures there and become insane or worse. But those well capable of surpassing their own shadows, disciplined in mind and truly ready to face the unknown shall not suffer at all during their travel. Every 'living' entity there only exists for as long as the individuals accepts their existence. That is why the experience of an atheist there is entirely different from the experience of a Christian. In brief that universe is a shock psychoanalysis for all those who enter there."

"Why don't you speak with me? At this rate your vocal chords will atrophy!", frowned the not amused at all officer.
"My vocal chords are not atrophied, as you can hear, Elian. Now could you give me clearance for me and mine completely automated Sniper cruiser and Scissor dropship? ", he asked.
"All right, you can go there. But don't complain I did not warn you after you return here, if you return here, completely mutated, insane and muttering the name of a Chaos entity!", the officer shrugged
"These Chaos entities, formed of so many shadows at a whole, and only exist for as long as people allow them to. Once there are no more power trips, death, violence, war, suffering, conspiracies and cloak and dagger political maneuvers they shall become as real as the Invisible Pink Unicorn", the freelancer said with a smile. "And of course, we are doing our part to eradicate all of those. Order out of Chaos, remember?", he added.

"Yes, as if all those problems of mankind could magically end, and then all people leave in harmony and throw their guns out and say 'Peace and love man!', all fascist interstellar empires be abolished and all alien scum be extinct!", he shrugged. "But if you insist, return to your ship and go there, I have no right of detaining you", the officer said as he started to set the green light for the psionics operative to depart from his docked cruiser.
"Before I leave, an advice: the best crew to travel through the Shadow of the Universe is a crew that have a large degree of self-discipline, lacks ambition, doesn't know or wish suffering, isn't aggressive or violent and which has an ascetic life style. This will block the primary weaknesses the entities in that universe exploit.
"Easier to find a friendly Alien!", the officer replied with a glare at the man as he departed.

"Attention Gabriel Gonzales, proceed to dock 10 for departure", the voice announce as he followed through the relatively wide corridors of metal grid floors and ceilings and thick foam-metal doors, while several maintenance and cleaning bots passed through the corners of the corridors as the silksteel walls stayed behind his way. He soon reached the corridor labeled as "Dock 10" and headed to it, eventually getting in the front of a large circular 4 meters diameter airlock. As he touched it a very strong and invisible magnetic field blocked his hand from reaching it. It was a standard protection system against boarding ships, besides the electromagnetic field generated by its electromagnetic reactive armor.

"Gabriel Gonzales, the airlock to your starship is being opened, please wait"

Soon the noiseless door started to move as the magnetic field was temporarily disabled. It then split into eight segments which moved into separate directions away from the center of the airlock, revealing the docking bay of his refitted cruiser, where a humanoid combat robot (http://syndicate.lubie.org/synd/pictures/synd_mods_snes_mle_fullv2_hq.png) dressed in the OSA uniform and armed with a C502 6mm gauss gun awaited him.
"Gabriel, the ship is ready for launch!", the cyborg informed him
"Acknowledged, I am heading to the bridge, remain in your position"
"As you wish", the robot said with what his weak artificial intelligence could assert. He then started to move through the wide flight deck near him where a Scissor dropship was landed and ready for launch

At the window-less and screen-less bridge there was only one command seat, with all remaining spaces where other seats should be being fitted with additional computers. Everything that wasn't a function of the pilot was automated, including the aiming of its guns and control of its missiles usually given to system operators and vectorial thrust adjustment of the co-pilots. Even its security crew was composed by about two hundred humanoid combat robots rather than human security while medbots replaced other equally important functions.

Gabriel sat there, touching his black hairs on the seat comfortably as he prepared to connect his occipital BrainNet infolink to the navigation computers. Having tanned skin, brown hair and blue eyes his features demonstrated a highly mixed heritage. He was the definition of ethnicity in Solar Communes: his ethnicity was simply human.

Soon a equally tiny nanite plug connected to the tiny, invisible to the naked eye, hole in his occipital, linking his brain directly to the starship computers, from where he could receive all readings, issue commands directly to its AI and to the combat robots and pilot it directly with is brain. He quickly received a message. There were neither keyboards nor audio equipment in a vehicle directly controlled by his mind.
"This is Elian, communications officer. Everything is ready for your launch, but freelancer Gabriel, are you sure you wish to insist on this madness?"
"Yes, those humans are in need of help and I am in need of profit", he replied.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, docking links disassembled, 2, ignition, launch!", the computerized voice announced as the starship started to fly at a 1g acceleration towards the anomaly. It was relatively close at only 50 kilometers away from them, as that was the range of the railguns of the observation outpost.

Strange voices started to invade Gabriel's mind as he approached the portal to the strange realm. Rather than listening to the voices he concentrated on his own thoughts and goals and tried to ignore them at his best.
"Grace, prepare the energy burst for the transition."
"Disengaging safety constraints of fusion reaction... high energy burst in three seconds.

An uncontrolled fusion reaction happened very close to the anomaly, unleashing massive amounts of energy near it which would force it open enough to transport his ship inside the Shadow Universe.
All the observers could see was a massive fusion reaction from afar as the anomaly energy signatures and dimensions drastically increased for a while, and then after a few seconds it returned to normal. No sign of the presence of Gabriel's ship remained. He had entered inside the realm of chaos and shadows.

Soon a distorted, chaotic and color-shifting image of an infinite horizon could be seen by the ship sensors, as its speed started to increase much beyond what was physically possible as it passed through a large stream of such psychic hyperspace. Several sensations of crawling started to come through Gabriel as he could see the hidden shadows from sentient life forms of the entire universe coming to him like bees to a honey pot, they would try to corrupt his mind and body with massive amounts of chaos psychic energy and psychic terror to use him for whatever purposes they had.

He persevered as the sensation grew worser, he then started to focus his own mind on the refusal of their existence, on casting them into an oblivion as they were nothing but sentiences fabricated from every repressed weaknesses, fears, shortcomings, taboos and instincts. He had passed through 10 years of a highly discipline, ascetic, peaceful, both pleasure painless life as part of his training to be able to stand those things. But even worse was that certain actually "alive" aliens were detected by the systems, and they did not come in peace and somehow managed to catch them with all their speed. Maybe they were in service of those entities there. His own psychic force was holding the Chaos Energy from impacting against the starship and provoke mutations on him.

"Fire... fire against the alien!", he issued mentally the command as the rail guns pointed at that incoming starship while the psychic monstrousities tried to take over his mind. He putted both his hands against his head as a torment started to strike against him. His worst fears started to become reality, he was losing the battle... he soon would become a puppet for those... things. And then the notion of time itself became blurry. Space became twisted as shapes became unrecognizable.
But then, when he was about to lose his consciousness at the horrible illusory images and sensations he was having, he broke a part of their infestation, almost convulsing his body over the seat.

"YOU DO NOT EXIST! My will shapes this starship orderly and so my mental Order shall shape this place. You do not Exist and Londim is here!". The message burst not as a reply, but as an order. A massive burst of psychic energy emanated from him, expelling the shadows from his mind. He finally could see it clearly again...
He did not know how much time it passed in the Physical multiverse or how he managed to navigate in the middle of the randomness and chaos of the Shadow Universe while being attacked by those things, but he wasn't at it anymore, but in Londim territorial space near the planet where the terraforming disaster of Operation Fusion happened. He quickly asked to the system:

"Safety Status?"
"We are being persecuted by unknown in both nature and size alien force from the Shadow, we have registered two successful take downs, by outmaneuvering their short-range weapon systems. Visual Spectrum Scans detected unique symbology over their starships while others scans confirmed they are carrying psychic sentient entities with them.

"Unique symbology?", he wondered
"All of their fleet have a pig skull over a symbol of chaos"
"Pig skull? Oh another bunch of oxy morons! Ordered groups supposedly fighting for a manicheist and black and white dated view of chaos versus order, just like that good versus evil wash. The universe has moved on and things are much more in shades of grey!", he thought to himself with a smile as he closed his fist. "Did we outmaneuver them?"
"Yes, but at this rate they will catch up with the ship in a few hours. They accelerate faster than us but sacrificed vectorial thrust", the system announced with its impressive programmed vocabulary.
"Which means we still can outmaneuver them. Also, the rift is still open and 10 light seconds away from where we currently are, it seems, I'll see if I can send a message through the Shadow, or more exactly, thousands of redundant copies of it because that's the only way to ensure one of them will reach the correct destination". He said as he mentally wrote a message towards Londim, which signals was sent a thousand of times towards the Shadow Universe, because the chances of it reaching its correct destination was of 1/1000th. The only two message copies that arrived to Londim contained the following transmissions, which reached almost instantly:

Hail Eris! All Hail Discordia! FNORD!*sounds of flame and chaotic cacophony of unrecognizable noises*. Surrender!*strange screams*

Londim authorities, this is Gabriel Gonzales, interstellar freelancer aboard of my personal cruiser with my dropship inside it as well. I am here to assist you with whatever problem you are facing, however due to the lack of reliable interstellar communications through the random and unpredictable hyperspace I arrived from, your original message was distorted beyond recognition and I would request you to re-send it. Also, everything is under control as even though there is a badly designed alien fleet behind me, my starship can handle them. I request you to send the message again and to contact me through the Immaterial Shadow Universe, and with 999 additional copies of it to ensure one of them will reach me intact. Or just send a single one through physical space, although I suspect it would take some months to reach me then, Over.

The engines glowed to life as the Starrider fired them and made it's way down to port. The Xiscapian ship arched though the atmosphere, burn flashing around it, before gently gliding to a halt to land at Resa Military base. The large ship settled into the ground, steam issuing off it from the sudden jerk from the harshs freeze of space to burning heat to normal temperature. The ramp lowered and an honor guard of a dozen Marines trooped down. They made a line of six on either side and waited. Four figures walked steady down: A kitsune in a black uniform, a kitsune in brown pants, a red shirt, and a lab coat, and two black armored kitsune flanking them. The ship's Captain, Lintel, recently removed from command aboard the Battleship Spectre after the accident, looking crisp and clean in her Captain's uniform. Her long red hair fell down her back, a gray katana at her side. Next to her was Ginta, Xiscapia's top scientist in just about everything. His black hair fell across his face as he kept looking around nerviously. Lastly the two Black Guards stood silently behind, ready to engage a threat should one present itself.

Commander Tarnis, Leader of The Expeditionary Force, was at the landing dock of the Xiscapians, the first to arrive. He, obviously was not alone. 10 Rogues (OOC: Special Forces of Londim) accompanied him incase any of the ships that came in were actually hostile.

He watched as the Captain and some of her crew disembarked from the vessel.

"Welcome to Londim. I am Commander Tarnis, Leader of The Expeditionary Force and the one who sent the message. I trust you had a good journey. I thank you for assisting in this mission. As you may expect you wll not be the only ones who have taken interest so if you would like to follow we shall meet the next crew arriving, I believe the Neo Kirisuban's. Any questions you may have you can ask on the way."


(OOC: as promised a post)

The UTS- Orion ominously floated in to the system, its engines pushing the massive one point seven kilometer along , blue and black jets of particles flowing from behind the ship as it moved, the Orion was accompanied but the destroyers UTS Baruke, and UTS Jellico, as the pack of ships moved in their hulls glimmered gently with the sun light of the system.

As the entered the commander of the Orion, sat back in his chair pondering about other things, he was frustrated that fleet command would send his ship on such a mission, weren’t their other things for him to do? Like combat patrol maybe? … Alas though he thought, it wasn’t a total waste. As he would soon find out, his con officer swiveled his chair around and looked at the commander, the commander peered back rising an eyebrow as they talked via interlink.

He spoke out as he got the message from his con officer.

“A lot of ships here huh… seem we’ve just jumped in the middle of a party …”

He sat back again in to his chair sinking as a grin grew on his face, he folded his hands on his lap and looked out in to the void of space watching the ships as his own group moved towards them. He sighed again sending another message via interlink to his con officer, his officer nodded and started to tap on his immersive holographic console, a blip reverberated through the lightly blue lit bridge.

“This is the UTS Orion, we have come here to assist you in your search, it is our pleasure to help nations in their goal, please tell us where we should dock/ and or start.”

The commander sat back, he sighed looking over to Xavier, his second in commander, he said with a loud commanding voice, “Commander Xavier….” Xavier was sitting on his chair looking at reports officers were handing him, his form was tall, and semi muscular, he had brown eyes and black hair. He looked over as the captain called hi, he looked up and said. “Yes captain” The captain started to speak putting his hands on the armrests of his chair. “I want you to head up the diplomatic team to make contact with these nations… ” Xavier nodded Saying as he stood up and saluted “yes sir”


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Incoming Message...

Message forwarded to MilComm. Reply sent.

To:UTS Orion
Re: Fusion
From: Londim

Welcome UTS Orion. You will dock at Resa Military Base where a meeting about the mission will be held to deal with concerns you may have. This meeting will begin when all interested parties have arrived. Welcome to Londim.

As promised the NKS Fukido Bay warped into the system a day later and after sending her greetings to the Londim space command pulled alongside the Federal Union ships.

They were long standing allies so trust was already established. The twin homeworlds the Neo Kirisuban's called home were in Federal Union space as well.

Captain Mikato was wearing her skirt and tall boots uniform with the formal dress jacket which was made of white silk. The knee length skirt was black and the boots were black as well. She also wore her twin swords in a gold coloured belt sash.

Her choice of partner for the mission briefing was Dr Ari Fujimoto, the Chief Medical Officer who was dressed the same way but only wore a ceremonial dagger on her left hip rather than swords.

They also had tricorders with them so the briefing could be recorded. Now at impulse power they cruised along side the much larger Federal Union ships.

Commander Tarnis walked along the docks to where the Neo Kirisuban's would be landing, looking back as the Xiscapians followed. Hopefully there were no diplomatic problems between these two. That would be the last thing he would need.


Poor workers blame their tools. Good workers build better tools. The best workers get their tools to do the work for them.
Principia Utilitaria

Solar Communes Territorial Space, Shadow Universe Kinetic Dilation Anomaly (http://www.warhammer.is/spjall/images/avatars/115964704646fbe62d0a1f1.jpg) Observation Outpost

It was a massive starbase, more of a defense post than of an observation post, covered by a battery of 25 c-frac C301 railguns, dozens of megaton payload fusion missiles and hundreds of point-defense systems, as what they watched tended to randomly bring every type of threat, both of physical and psychic nature, and people who dared to enter there, to take advantage of the faster-than-light travel that was possible through the place it leaded to, never returned the same, if they returned at all. In fact, the pioneers to get inside it, the Emergence Anomaly Recon Fleet, was presumed to be lost since after all these years they did not return and all unmanned probes sent there always had their contact lost.

A new message have arrived from beyond the Event Horizon of the strange phenomena that now existed for years. Maybe it was another set up by the nightmares that lurked in such chaotic parallel universe of Jungian shadows, or maybe the distorted and corrupted content of a message brought from another corner of the galaxy.



The communications officer, a spacemen as expected, was puzzled as he tried to make sense from this message, he then looked at another officer at his said and asked, in Communs:
"Do you have any idea of the original content of this message?"
"I think it is a request for help, this Londim name is of human origin and seems to have passed uncorrupted by all those shadows and psychic randomness, but it could be a trap as well!", the other man said, as he shrugged.

Suddenly a daring "normal" man opened the door to the communications room and simply said with no introductions or presentation: "I am going to investigate it!"
All 30 spacemen in the large room simply turned at his direction with shock as they heard it. Nobody had entered through it for years. Nobody ever returned sane enough from it to explain what exactly was beyond it either. But this man seemed to not be sane at all in the first place. The officer simply stared at the freelancer as he shrugged:

"Are you insane boy? Do you know what lies beyond that event horizon? Do you know how many returned from there sane? And how many ever came back?"
The freelancer said nothing. He was dressing a black uniform with the OSA emblem, and it was usually known what it meant, he was a former member of those psychic freaks of the Psi-corps, who had an unhealthy obsession for the anomaly and psychic universe beyond it since it was formed, as if whatever was there lured them like fishes to a bait. He said nothing at all, but instead his answer reached straight into the mind of the communications officer.

"In that universe, you only follow laws if you do not make yours, you only let the psychic entities to control your fate if you don't control theirs. Every element of it is shaped by pure willpower and by beliefs, the perception of the Shadow Universe is not an absolute, it depends on the person who is seeing it. The weak of mind, pessimistic and afraid of the unknown will naturally create every type of horrible visions and creatures there and become insane or worse. But those well capable of surpassing their own shadows, disciplined in mind and truly ready to face the unknown shall not suffer at all during their travel. Every 'living' entity there only exists for as long as the individuals accepts their existence. That is why the experience of an atheist there is entirely different from the experience of a Christian. In brief that universe is a shock psychoanalysis for all those who enter there."

"Why don't you speak with me? At this rate your vocal chords will atrophy!", frowned the not amused at all officer.
"My vocal chords are not atrophied, as you can hear, Elian. Now could you give me clearance for me and mine completely automated Sniper cruiser and Scissor dropship? ", he asked.
"All right, you can go there. But don't complain I did not warn you after you return here, if you return here, completely mutated, insane and muttering the name of a Chaos entity!", the officer shrugged
"These Chaos entities, formed of so many shadows at a whole, and only exist for as long as people allow them to. Once there are no more power trips, death, violence, war, suffering, conspiracies and cloak and dagger political maneuvers they shall become as real as the Invisible Pink Unicorn", the freelancer said with a smile. "And of course, we are doing our part to eradicate all of those. Order out of Chaos, remember?", he added.

"Yes, as if all those problems of mankind could magically end, and then all people leave in harmony and throw their guns out and say 'Peace and love man!', all fascist interstellar empires be abolished and all alien scum be extinct!", he shrugged. "But if you insist, return to your ship and go there, I have no right of detaining you", the officer said as he started to set the green light for the psionics operative to depart from his docked cruiser.
"Before I leave, an advice: the best crew to travel through the Shadow of the Universe is a crew that have a large degree of self-discipline, lacks ambition, doesn't know or wish suffering, isn't aggressive or violent and which has an ascetic life style. This will block the primary weaknesses the entities in that universe exploit.
"Easier to find a friendly Alien!", the officer replied with a glare at the man as he departed.

"Attention Gabriel Gonzales, proceed to dock 10 for departure", the voice announce as he followed through the relatively wide corridors of metal grid floors and ceilings and thick foam-metal doors, while several maintenance and cleaning bots passed through the corners of the corridors as the silksteel walls stayed behind his way. He soon reached the corridor labeled as "Dock 10" and headed to it, eventually getting in the front of a large circular 4 meters diameter airlock. As he touched it a very strong and invisible magnetic field blocked his hand from reaching it. It was a standard protection system against boarding ships, besides the electromagnetic field generated by its electromagnetic reactive armor.

"Gabriel Gonzales, the airlock to your starship is being opened, please wait"

Soon the noiseless door started to move as the magnetic field was temporarily disabled. It then split into eight segments which moved into separate directions away from the center of the airlock, revealing the docking bay of his refitted cruiser, where a humanoid combat robot (http://syndicate.lubie.org/synd/pictures/synd_mods_snes_mle_fullv2_hq.png) dressed in the OSA uniform and armed with a C502 6mm gauss gun awaited him.
"Gabriel, the ship is ready for launch!", the cyborg informed him
"Acknowledged, I am heading to the bridge, remain in your position"
"As you wish", the robot said with what his weak artificial intelligence could assert. He then started to move through the wide flight deck near him where a Scissor dropship was landed and ready for launch

At the window-less and screen-less bridge there was only one command seat, with all remaining spaces where other seats should be being fitted with additional computers. Everything that wasn't a function of the pilot was automated, including the aiming of its guns and control of its missiles usually given to system operators and vectorial thrust adjustment of the co-pilots. Even its security crew was composed by about two hundred humanoid combat robots rather than human security while medbots replaced other equally important functions.

Gabriel sat there, touching his black hairs on the seat comfortably as he prepared to connect his occipital BrainNet infolink to the navigation computers. Having tanned skin, brown hair and blue eyes his features demonstrated a highly mixed heritage. He was the definition of ethnicity in Solar Communes: his ethnicity was simply human.

Soon a equally tiny nanite plug connected to the tiny, invisible to the naked eye, hole in his occipital, linking his brain directly to the starship computers, from where he could receive all readings, issue commands directly to its AI and to the combat robots and pilot it directly with is brain. He quickly received a message. There were neither keyboards nor audio equipment in a vehicle directly controlled by his mind.
"This is Elian, communications officer. Everything is ready for your launch, but freelancer Gabriel, are you sure you wish to insist on this madness?"
"Yes, those humans are in need of help and I am in need of profit", he replied.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, docking links disassembled, 2, ignition, launch!", the computerized voice announced as the starship started to fly at a 1g acceleration towards the anomaly. It was relatively close at only 50 kilometers away from them, as that was the range of the railguns of the observation outpost.

Strange voices started to invade Gabriel's mind as he approached the portal to the strange realm. Rather than listening to the voices he concentrated on his own thoughts and goals and tried to ignore them at his best.
"Grace, prepare the energy burst for the transition."
"Disengaging safety constraints of fusion reaction... high energy burst in three seconds.

An uncontrolled fusion reaction happened very close to the anomaly, unleashing massive amounts of energy near it which would force it open enough to transport his ship inside the Shadow Universe.
All the observers could see was a massive fusion reaction from afar as the anomaly energy signatures and dimensions drastically increased for a while, and then after a few seconds it returned to normal. No sign of the presence of Gabriel's ship remained. He had entered inside the realm of chaos and shadows.

Soon a distorted, chaotic and color-shifting image of an infinite horizon could be seen by the ship sensors, as its speed started to increase much beyond what was physically possible as it passed through a large stream of such psychic hyperspace. Several sensations of crawling started to come through Gabriel as he could see the hidden shadows from sentient life forms of the entire universe coming to him like bees to a honey pot, they would try to corrupt his mind and body with massive amounts of chaos psychic energy and psychic terror to use him for whatever purposes they had.

He persevered as the sensation grew worser, he then started to focus his own mind on the refusal of their existence, on casting them into an oblivion as they were nothing but sentiences fabricated from every repressed weaknesses, fears, shortcomings, taboos and instincts. He had passed through 10 years of a highly discipline, ascetic, peaceful, both pleasure painless life as part of his training to be able to stand those things. But even worse was that certain actually "alive" aliens were detected by the systems, and they did not come in peace and somehow managed to catch them with all their speed. Maybe they were in service of those entities there. His own psychic force was holding the Chaos Energy from impacting against the starship and provoke mutations on him.

"Fire... fire against the alien!", he issued mentally the command as the rail guns pointed at that incoming starship while the psychic monstrousities tried to take over his mind. He putted both his hands against his head as a torment started to strike against him. His worst fears started to become reality, he was losing the battle... he soon would become a puppet for those... things. And then the notion of time itself became blurry. Space became twisted as shapes became unrecognizable.
But then, when he was about to lose his consciousness at the horrible illusory images and sensations he was having, he broke a part of their infestation, almost convulsing his body over the seat.

"YOU DO NOT EXIST! My will shapes this starship orderly and so my mental Order shall shape this place. You do not Exist and Londim is here!". The message burst not as a reply, but as an order. A massive burst of psychic energy emanated from him, expelling the shadows from his mind. He finally could see it clearly again...
He did not know how much time it passed in the Physical multiverse or how he managed to navigate in the middle of the randomness and chaos of the Shadow Universe while being attacked by those things, but he wasn't at it anymore, but in Londim territorial space near the planet where the terraforming disaster of Operation Fusion happened. He quickly asked to the system:

"Safety Status?"
"We are being persecuted by unknown in both nature and size alien force from the Shadow, we have registered two successful take downs, by outmaneuvering their short-range weapon systems. Visual Spectrum Scans detected unique symbology over their starships while others scans confirmed they are carrying psychic sentient entities with them.

"Unique symbology?", he wondered
"All of their fleet have a pig skull over a symbol of chaos"
"Pig skull? Oh another bunch of oxy morons! Ordered groups supposedly fighting for a manicheist and black and white dated view of chaos versus order, just like that good versus evil wash. The universe has moved on and things are much more in shades of grey!", he thought to himself with a smile as he closed his fist. "Did we outmaneuver them?"
"Yes, but at this rate they will catch up with the ship in a few hours. They accelerate faster than us but sacrificed vectorial thrust", the system announced with its impressive programmed vocabulary.
"Which means we still can outmaneuver them. Also, the rift is still open and 10 light seconds away from where we currently are, it seems, I'll see if I can send a message through the Shadow, or more exactly, thousands of redundant copies of it because that's the only way to ensure one of them will reach the correct destination". He said as he mentally wrote a message towards Londim, which signals was sent a thousand of times towards the Shadow Universe, because the chances of it reaching its correct destination was of 1/1000th. The only two message copies that arrived to Londim contained the following transmissions, which reached almost instantly:

2 Incoming messages:

Hail Eris! All Hail Discordia! FNORD!*sounds of flame and chaotic cacophony of unrecognizable noises*. Surrender!*strange screams*

"Well what do you make of that?"

"A load of crap. Store it so we can go over it later."

Londim authorities, this is Gabriel Gonzales, interstellar freelancer aboard of my personal cruiser with my dropship inside it as well. I am here to assist you with whatever problem you are facing, however due to the lack of reliable interstellar communications through the random and unpredictable hyperspace I arrived from, your original message was distorted beyond recognition and I would request you to re-send it. Also, everything is under control as even though there is a badly designed alien fleet behind me, my starship can handle them. I request you to send the message again and to contact me through the Immaterial Shadow Universe, and with 999 additional copies of it to ensure one of them will reach me intact. Or just send a single one through physical space, although I suspect it would take some months to reach me then, Over.

"From same source. Send a reply?"

"What do you think. Of course!"

To:Gabriel Gonzales
Re: Fusion
From: Londim

Attached is the original message you request. Try to get rid of those that chase you. If that fails we'll take care of them with our Watchdog system. You must hurry though as meetings will commence soon.

"Message sent 1000 times."

Commander Tarnis, Leader of The Expeditionary Force, was at the landing dock of the Xiscapians, the first to arrive. He, obviously was not alone. 10 Rogues (OOC: Special Forces of Londim) accompanied him incase any of the ships that came in were actually hostile.

He watched as the Captain and some of her crew disembarked from the vessel.

"Welcome to Londim. I am Commander Tarnis, Leader of The Expeditionary Force and the one who sent the message. I trust you had a good journey. I thank you for assisting in this mission. As you may expect you wll not be the only ones who have taken interest so if you would like to follow we shall meet the next crew arriving, I believe the Neo Kirisuban's. Any questions you may have you can ask on the way."
Lintel bowed. "Greetings, Commander." she listened to his monologue polietly without intterupting. "Commander, this is Ginta. He's a scientist, and will be analyzing your situation. I'm just here for military support if such is needed." Ginta nodded. "Ah, er, yes. Pleased to meet you. If you could describe the exact nature of your program "Project Fusion?" We read over your message but I require percise details, if you please." he spoke with a clipped accent, and his tone suggested that he was all business once the pleasantries were over.

Accessing File.....

File Found........

Opening Project Fusion

Project Fusion was a project to terraform one of the outer planets which was abundant in minerals and other resources. 20 crews had been sent to start the terraforming process. Early reports had suggested that all was going to plan but soon after problems were occurring, the mission becoming more dangerous. The order was sent to abort the mission.

All 20 crews boarded their ships, none returned. A final transmission was sent before everything went silent. Below is the final transmission:

This is Captain Rayner. I am the only one left and probably won't last long. As our ships left the planetary gravitational pull increased to such an amount our ships were pulled back in even at full power. Everyone is dead and I'm sure I won't make it...Wait a noise from one of the wreckages...A survivor? Oh my God..OH MY GOD........ End Transmission.

Operation Fusion: FAILURE.

File closed.

"This happened 5 years ago. The former Expeditionary Board leader did nothing to see what happened to those men and women. He closed the file. Now he is gone and I ,as the new Leader, want to know what happened. However this is going to be a big investigation so I want to try and groups from other civilizations to help us. Send out a message."

lol captain raynor... how original of you

Lintel bowed. "Greetings, Commander." she listened to his monologue polietly without intterupting. "Commander, this is Ginta. He's a scientist, and will be analyzing your situation. I'm just here for military support if such is needed." Ginta nodded. "Ah, er, yes. Pleased to meet you. If you could describe the exact nature of your program "Project Fusion?" We read over your message but I require percise details, if you please." he spoke with a clipped accent, and his tone suggested that he was all business once the pleasantries were over.

Commander Tarnis nodded towards Ginta.

"Project Fusion was a project that was dreamed up by former Commander Histon, to start terraforming the Outer Planets of this galaxy. Fusion was a name given to one of the planets, the first planet that was to be terraformed. The 20 crews that were sent were some of the best scientists and engineers we ever had. For the first few weeks everything was going according to plan, the first areas of the planet being able to sustain life."

Tarnis looked at the Xiscapians, then continued.

"However soon after problems were being experienced. Fluctuations in the gravitational field, equipment going haywire for no reason. Then some crew members started going missing. That place was becoming dangerous so the order was given to abort terraformation and for the rest of the crews to return. All ships took off from Fusion safely but as they started leaving, the gravitional pull of the planet got stronger and stronger, not allowing them to leave, like the planet was alive. Everyone was dragged back to the planet, every one of them crashing and burning. You heard the final message we recieved in the message we sent you. We believe our work woke something on that planet, something that should not have been woken. Operation Fusion was deemed a failure and the rest of the terraforming project abandoned. 600 people died that day and we want to know why."

The Battlecruiser headed slowly towards the landing point it had been assigned to. Shields were on maximum to withstand the rapid entry into the atmosphere while weapons were taken offline to avoid any accidents. The whole ship glowed briefly as it punched through the upper layers of the atmosphere, then it slowly rescinded to it's familiar grey and red decor.

On the bridge, Captain Harry Mason stood with his First Officer, Lieutenant Commander Paula Daniels at his tactical station, mounted above the main semi-circle of consoles, permitting him the best view. As he stood and watched the crew guide the massive warship into land, the various operators called out commands or updates of the ship's status,

"40,000 kilometers from landing, Sir"

"CD Turrets have been set in landing mode, Sir. Gun crews await the disembarkation command."

"Engineering has sealed the emergency bulkheads. They're starting to wind down the Core"

"Bringing down Engine power, Full Impulse...Three Quarters Impulse...Half Impulse. Maintaining half Impulse, Sir"

"Very good Ensign, maintain our currant heading speed for now" Mason replied, he was an old Captain, serving in the past two Danaversian wars as well as the SASM war which had so gutted the Alversian People's Navy. He was an old hand at this. He had no odea why his ship had been sent on this mission but he wasn't going to criticise it. The other option was to patrol Alversian Orbit with the Customs Fleet. Something he would rather not do.

"20,000 kilometers from Landing Zone, Sir. Within visual range."

"Onscreen, Ensign"

The image of the growing planet in front of them flicked in an instant to show a modern military space dock, there was already a Xiscapian Ship docked there.

"Can you identify that ship?" Mason asked, frowning.

"Yes, Sir. It's the Starrider. Long range exploration vessel. Crew compliment of 600. Commander is one Captain Lintel."

"Lintel?" Mason looked surprised, "from the Spectre? That Lintel?"

"It would appear so, Sir"

"I had no idea she'd re-entered Service this quickly. The collision was only three months ago" Mason mused.

"Maybe she pressed into service against the SASM? We did the same y'know" Daniels reasoned.

"I suppose we did. All those ships and crew," He shook his head, "Wasted. Thank god for the half-breeds eh?"

"Indeed, Sir" She replied stiffly.

"Beginning landing procedures" The Helmsman interupted.

"Very good, Lieutenant. Set her down as instructed. Commander, you're with me. Have Commander Kintel and Lieutenant Marsh met us at the entrance"

"Yes, Sir" Daniels tapped the small communications piece tucked neatly into her ear and spoke for a few moments, "They're on their way"

"Right then. Let's meet our new Employers" Mason sighed and left the bridge.

As the Formidable glided gently into her docking port, cutting engines as she arrived, the shields were dropped and she hit the ground with nothing more than a small sigh. A door near the bridge opened and Mason with his three comrades stepped from the ship. They were close to the Xiscapians. Close enough to give a small nod of greeting before looking for the group that they had been instructed to met.

Ginta frowned. "I have heard of horror stories from those spacers who rove the Unknown Space about "living planets which devour whatever comes near them.' A bunch of bunk, of course. Many planets have gravitational fluctuations, but none so wild as you described. Perhaps a solar storm caused it." Supernatural and superstitions did not sit well with Ginta, a kitsune of scientific mind. "I suggest that we run sensor scans from afar before actually going to have a closer look. We do not want to meet the same fate as your unfortunate terraforming teams." Ginta was so caught up in thinking and talking that he did not even notice the enormous Alversian Battlecruiser which had just settled into dock. Lintel recognized the Alversian with a Captain's uniform, however. She gave a slight nod back. She would be quite a different sight than what Mason had last seen of her, both legs broken, an arm fractured, a concussion and many dark bruises and internal bleeding. The crash had not been pleasant, but many had died or been gruesomely injured, and she was lucky to have made it though intact.

Commander Tarnis walked along the docks to where the Neo Kirisuban's would be landing, looking back as the Xiscapians followed. Hopefully there were no diplomatic problems between these two. That would be the last thing he would need.


The Kirisuban shuttle docked it being a smaller 6 person twin of the parent ship.

Then Captain Mikato and Dr Fujimoto exited their shuttle wearing the white dress uniform jacket with the black part of their normal uniform. The Samurai-Captain also had a red katana and Wakasashi in her belt sash too.

Both Kirisuban officer bowed to their welcomer and to the people who had arrived before them. They knew what a kitsune was since they shared the legends of old Earth Japan.

Bravery will take you into the most dangerous of places. Overwhelming firepower will see you safely through them.

Londim territorial space, about 0.000001 light years away from planet Fusion orbit

The message was received in the middle of several babbles and distorted transmissions, and he simply consented with silence as he was both approaching the planet Fusion and engaging the targets much far ahead.

He saw not the image of his own eyes, but of the starship sensors and computerized systems recreating the view of the outside that Gabriel saw. At the lower left corner of his vision there was a three-dimensional radar view while an HUD also shown a targeting reticle and a damage control system indicating the overall condition of his ship.
Five points, probably corvettes, which were drawn from the radar grid to above, meaning they were above his starship from his point of view, started to blink on the radar, identified at about 650 kilometers away from him, until it then vanished again. The signature was probably too weak to remain stable through the radar.

This was a big game of patience. stopping to accelerate would make them take much less time to reach him, reducing the time he would have the advantage of being beyond the range of their weapons, but at the rate they approached him it would take some long thirty minutes for those aliens to be at his starship fire range where he could fire its rail guns. Solar Communes combat in space involved a length of time much larger than a similar scale atmospheric battle would take. After one minute the signature of them was clear at the radar. The dots sluggishly approached his ship to be point that the slowness would be irritating and frustrating for any novice starship pilot to the point of drastically reducing his combat effectiveness or leading him to do something stupid to shorten the length of a battle, but Gabriel fortunately already was experienced enough with such situations and did not lose his patience as the dots moved in such a slow, but continually increasing relative speed to his also moving ship.

He serenely awaited for the attackers like a hunter awaiting his prey as he approached the planet where he would find a mission opportunity. The first fifteen minutes were of calmness as he kept the watch over the approaching signatures of the targets through the radar and aimed the turrets towards its hear, keeping a track over all the targets, which were now at a distance of 300 kilometers from him, enough for a lock of fusion missiles, but he would rather not use them due to their expensive costs, and thus simply kept awaiting them to approach further.

10 minutes later the targets were at the range of the smaller, conventional missiles as several simultaneous locks started to appear at his HUD. As all hostile starships were locked he fired simultaneously a battery of 16 Spacewinder MK-4 and 14 Spacewinder MK-5 missiles against them, with 6 missiles direct at each of their ships. He would have to wait for another minute for the missiles to reach their target and thus he did, trying to surpass the repressed feelings of boredom.

The CIWS directed-energy point defense systems of the alien starship were at a loss on which missile to target first as the thirty missiles flew towards them, they simply started to fire frenetically against the highly spread out missiles, which wasn't the best tactic as half of those missiles successfully impacted with their ships force fields, which were apparently not as effective against ballistic weapons as they were against directed energy, and also impacted against some of the point-defense systems. The attack was successful as another launch of 30 missiles was done against it. His goal was to synchronize the time they were to reach the range of his rail guns with the time those missiles were about to impact with them. And thus he awaited for another minute as the ship continued to accelerate constantly away from the enemies chasing him.

They were at about 50 kilometers away from the Sniper cruiser as it fired the first rounds from the rail guns. In less than two seconds, two projectiles of only 60mm impacted against the closest of the hostile starships at a speed of almost 30 kilometers per second, delivering massive amounts of kinetic energy which have pierced straight through its armor and force fields as a barrage of six missiles took advantage of the small opening and flew straight inside the hull breach, exploding inside the starship and definitively putting it out of action as its speed was reduced drastically by the opposing kinetic energy while it changed completely of direction.
The other remaining ships still pursued him as he aimed the two long-range rail guns at them to fire at two separated targets at once. It happened during intervals of one second between each shot, which was the primary advantage of using a smaller caliber, its much faster rate of fire. As most of the missiles blew against the hostile ship force fields the second fire of the two rail guns was done, making another collection of holes into two different starships. and thus he continued to fire for each second that passed, watching as his senses crawled how his enemies were coming closer at each second. But at each second more and more rounds of his rail guns fired, turning the closest enemy corvettes into proverbial swiss cheeses and eventually hitting straight against their engines, blowing up both in a spectacular but soundless zero-g explosion (http://lib.store.yahoo.net/lib/3dcafe/pyro1-zg.gif). He then focused on the last two enemy ships as the bad sensation started to crawl upon his skin again as a psychic entity they had within was very close to start another psychic attack against him. He tried to ignore it and keep focused on the last shot. He knew his life or death was up to this fire of the rail guns. And as if by his senses, with the same type of premonition he had long before which saved his life, he instead of following the recommendation of the computerized targeting system aimed both guns in a region which according to its calculations would lead him to miss, a few points left and up the targeting reticle.

The two projectiles flew towards the two ships, which were about to fire their gravitational singularity (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gravitational_singularity) cannons that the Sniper cruiser would have no chance against, as its pilots or commanders decided to take an evasive maneuver of fractions of seconds towards left, which leaded both projectiles to hit straight against their engines, blowing both into space junk as the strange presence of those psychic forces vanished.

Gabriel imagined those entities somehow relied on those ships to maintain a presence in the physical multiverse as he sighed, alleviated. He lacked control of those premonitions but again he was happy to know one had just saved his life. Now he was getting quite close to the planet in question, just one more hour of distance from him.

He waited for more a couple of fifty minutes, the sensation of constant free fall from the 1g acceleration was uneasy for those who weren't used to it, but it was as natural to him as was the sensation of complete lack of gravity to a spaceman, and the electric signs from the brain-computer interface alleviated it. During roughly the 45 remaining minutes of their journey the starship yaw thrusters started to operate, turning it 180 degrees as it started to accelerate in the opposite direction of where it was moving into instead to stop at roughly 0 kilometers per second close to the orbit of the planet in question.

The humanoid robots had special attachments which allowed them to hook themselves to the walls of the Sniper, or otherwise they would be thrown away and damaged by the acceleration forces and kept their silent vigilance as the travel was to end.
Gabriel thoughts focused on a final issue, whether he would return to his home world using again the dangerous Shadow Universe and taking significant risks for a much shorter length travel or if instead he would rely on sub-light travel and take almost 32 years in the universe to return and about 7 years inside the ship due to time dilation, provided that his home world wasn't farther than 30 light-years away from there and thus away from his starship maximum range of sub-light interstellar travel.

He soon was very close to the orbit of the planet where the incident happened as he sought to contact the nearest Londim base through conventional light speed communications for further information, rather than written, this time he used spoken communication:

Gabriel Gonzales again to local authorities. I managed to defeat those hostiles chasing me. They were five heavy assault corvettes from an unknown alien race. I am already very close to the orbit of one of your planets, but the readings of my planetary scanners show its surface is completely deserted of human settlements. Could you inform me the location of this meeting? I hope it's not in another solar system rather than this one I am in currently. And as a curiousity, the name Londim seems to be of human origin, so I expect you to be an human interstellar State, though I would like to know if there are other sentient species living in Londim as well, shouldn't this question be problematic to answer, Over.

Deciding that it was time to make themselves known, Mason and his small group walked over to the Xiscapians and gave a small, respectful bow as greeting.
"Glad to see the Xiscapians are here," Mason grinned, "You always know you're in good hands when the Xiscapians roll in"

Then he turned to introduce his own group to the Londims and the Xiscapians
"Lieutenant Commander Joanna Daniels, my First Officer,
Lieutenant Commander Harry Kintel, My Tactical Officer,
Lieutenant Alexis Marsh, Chief Engineer."

Each gave a small nod as their name and position was called out by Mason who ended by turning to Lintel
"I must admit I am surprised to see you back in active service so soon after the collision"

The Captain received the coordinates in which to land at via mental coominications. but as he coordiantes where measured out and found on the planet, he soon realized that his ship along with the new arrivals would not fit in the cramp docks. the Captain quickly relied another message to the Londim authority...

" I am sorry but our vessels will not be landing planetside. I will arrive by other means. I have already locked on to the ports location and should be arriving soon."

After sending the message he lowered his head and intradime-jumped to the ships Exterior Portal creation chamber, a place where men, and equipment can be sent directly planetside if the ship was close enough to the planet in question. The techs in the chamber tapped furiously on their holo-consoles and engaged small rift portal directly into the ports meeting areas where people from other investigational vessels where congregating.

The Captain smoothed out his Deminsional Photo-Cloth Uniform which was bright with a white glow and flowed with the wind unless mentally controlled and proceeded through the portal. He was sure the others would see the portal as it acted like a window from one location to the other. And it certainly makes a crowd as it openes a bright flash of light is emitted. The Captain was half Eborian, a disgrace by Hobbeebian standards to the parents, but he was a great soldier.

As he exited the portal he approached the Xiscapian people and addressed their commanding officer...

" I was told to let you know that Kartosh has been found. And is in stable condition, unfortunatly his mech units was lost in the battle, our Guardian of Light Supreme Master General John Rynex has seen it fit to provided him with a replacement. "

Lintel and Ginta bowed to each the Kirisuban officers before greeting the Alversians.
"I was pressed into service in preperation for the SASM battle," said Lintel to Mason. "My wounds were not so grevious that I was not of sound mind and strong body."
"Fancy seeing you here." murmered Ginta.
" I was told to let you know that Kartosh has been found. And is in stable condition, unfortunatly his mech units was lost in the battle, our Guardian of Light Supreme Master General John Rynex has seen it fit to provided him with a replacement. "
Lintel nodded. "Commander Holly will be glad to here this, and Kartosh has been marked for a medal and a heros welcome once he gets back from Hobbeebia." She made a quick comm call back to the Starrider, whose Communications Officers would transmit the news back to Xiscapia.

The dress uniformed Kirisuban's returned the bow and Captain Mikato adjusted her swords again.

They'd already informed the Londim space command who would be attending the meeting.

Now they needed to know more and they wouldn't until the meeting started and they also had time to introduce themselves.

"I'm Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato commanding the NKS 'Fukido bay' and my colleague is Dr Ari Fujimoto" said said addressing everybody there.

Lintel and Ginta bowed once more to Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato and Dr Ari Fujimoto. "I am Admiral Lintel (http://evil-incubus.deviantart.com/art/BloodRayne-33700772), Captain of the Starrider," said Lintel, "and I am Dr. Ginta (http://yami0204.deviantart.com/art/ShinRa-Research-Scientist-Huan-30798880), biologist, chemist, physicist, MD of ancient civilizations, among others." said Ginta.
OOC: Pictures of the two forthcoming.

Ginta frowned. "I have heard of horror stories from those spacers who rove the Unknown Space about "living planets which devour whatever comes near them.' A bunch of bunk, of course. Many planets have gravitational fluctuations, but none so wild as you described. Perhaps a solar storm caused it." Supernatural and superstitions did not sit well with Ginta, a kitsune of scientific mind. "I suggest that we run sensor scans from afar before actually going to have a closer look. We do not want to meet the same fate as your unfortunate terraforming teams." Ginta was so caught up in thinking and talking that he did not even notice the enormous Alversian Battlecruiser which had just settled into dock. Lintel recognized the Alversian with a Captain's uniform, however. She gave a slight nod back. She would be quite a different sight than what Mason had last seen of her, both legs broken, an arm fractured, a concussion and many dark bruises and internal bleeding. The crash had not been pleasant, but many had died or been gruesomely injured, and she was lucky to have made it though intact.

"Perhaps. However we all must remember that the universe is a complex entity. It is not subject to our scientific laws, it creates laws and changes them. Of course a scan from afar will be the first part of the plan. Charging in would be suicidal.", replied Tarnis.

Bravery will take you into the most dangerous of places. Overwhelming firepower will see you safely through them.

Londim territorial space, about 0.000001 light years away from planet Fusion orbit

The message was received in the middle of several babbles and distorted transmissions, and he simply consented with silence as he was both approaching the planet Fusion and engaging the targets much far ahead.

He saw not the image of his own eyes, but of the starship sensors and computerized systems recreating the view of the outside that Gabriel saw. At the lower left corner of his vision there was a three-dimensional radar view while an HUD also shown a targeting reticle and a damage control system indicating the overall condition of his ship.
Five points, probably corvettes, which were drawn from the radar grid to above, meaning they were above his starship from his point of view, started to blink on the radar, identified at about 650 kilometers away from him, until it then vanished again. The signature was probably too weak to remain stable through the radar.

This was a big game of patience. stopping to accelerate would make them take much less time to reach him, reducing the time he would have the advantage of being beyond the range of their weapons, but at the rate they approached him it would take some long thirty minutes for those aliens to be at his starship fire range where he could fire its rail guns. Solar Communes combat in space involved a length of time much larger than a similar scale atmospheric battle would take. After one minute the signature of them was clear at the radar. The dots sluggishly approached his ship to be point that the slowness would be irritating and frustrating for any novice starship pilot to the point of drastically reducing his combat effectiveness or leading him to do something stupid to shorten the length of a battle, but Gabriel fortunately already was experienced enough with such situations and did not lose his patience as the dots moved in such a slow, but continually increasing relative speed to his also moving ship.

He serenely awaited for the attackers like a hunter awaiting his prey as he approached the planet where he would find a mission opportunity. The first fifteen minutes were of calmness as he kept the watch over the approaching signatures of the targets through the radar and aimed the turrets towards its hear, keeping a track over all the targets, which were now at a distance of 300 kilometers from him, enough for a lock of fusion missiles, but he would rather not use them due to their expensive costs, and thus simply kept awaiting them to approach further.

10 minutes later the targets were at the range of the smaller, conventional missiles as several simultaneous locks started to appear at his HUD. As all hostile starships were locked he fired simultaneously a battery of 16 Spacewinder MK-4 and 14 Spacewinder MK-5 missiles against them, with 6 missiles direct at each of their ships. He would have to wait for another minute for the missiles to reach their target and thus he did, trying to surpass the repressed feelings of boredom.

The CIWS directed-energy point defense systems of the alien starship were at a loss on which missile to target first as the thirty missiles flew towards them, they simply started to fire frenetically against the highly spread out missiles, which wasn't the best tactic as half of those missiles successfully impacted with their ships force fields, which were apparently not as effective against ballistic weapons as they were against directed energy, and also impacted against some of the point-defense systems. The attack was successful as another launch of 30 missiles was done against it. His goal was to synchronize the time they were to reach the range of his rail guns with the time those missiles were about to impact with them. And thus he awaited for another minute as the ship continued to accelerate constantly away from the enemies chasing him.

They were at about 50 kilometers away from the Sniper cruiser as it fired the first rounds from the rail guns. In less than two seconds, two projectiles of only 60mm impacted against the closest of the hostile starships at a speed of almost 30 kilometers per second, delivering massive amounts of kinetic energy which have pierced straight through its armor and force fields as a barrage of six missiles took advantage of the small opening and flew straight inside the hull breach, exploding inside the starship and definitively putting it out of action as its speed was reduced drastically by the opposing kinetic energy while it changed completely of direction.
The other remaining ships still pursued him as he aimed the two long-range rail guns at them to fire at two separated targets at once. It happened during intervals of one second between each shot, which was the primary advantage of using a smaller caliber, its much faster rate of fire. As most of the missiles blew against the hostile ship force fields the second fire of the two rail guns was done, making another collection of holes into two different starships. and thus he continued to fire for each second that passed, watching as his senses crawled how his enemies were coming closer at each second. But at each second more and more rounds of his rail guns fired, turning the closest enemy corvettes into proverbial swiss cheeses and eventually hitting straight against their engines, blowing up both in a spectacular but soundless zero-g explosion (http://lib.store.yahoo.net/lib/3dcafe/pyro1-zg.gif). He then focused on the last two enemy ships as the bad sensation started to crawl upon his skin again as a psychic entity they had within was very close to start another psychic attack against him. He tried to ignore it and keep focused on the last shot. He knew his life or death was up to this fire of the rail guns. And as if by his senses, with the same type of premonition he had long before which saved his life, he instead of following the recommendation of the computerized targeting system aimed both guns in a region which according to its calculations would lead him to miss, a few points left and up the targeting reticle.

The two projectiles flew towards the two ships, which were about to fire their gravitational singularity (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gravitational_singularity) cannons that the Sniper cruiser would have no chance against, as its pilots or commanders decided to take an evasive maneuver of fractions of seconds towards left, which leaded both projectiles to hit straight against their engines, blowing both into space junk as the strange presence of those psychic forces vanished.

Gabriel imagined those entities somehow relied on those ships to maintain a presence in the physical multiverse as he sighed, alleviated. He lacked control of those premonitions but again he was happy to know one had just saved his life. Now he was getting quite close to the planet in question, just one more hour of distance from him.

He waited for more a couple of fifty minutes, the sensation of constant free fall from the 1g acceleration was uneasy for those who weren't used to it, but it was as natural to him as was the sensation of complete lack of gravity to a spaceman, and the electric signs from the brain-computer interface alleviated it. During roughly the 45 remaining minutes of their journey the starship yaw thrusters started to operate, turning it 180 degrees as it started to accelerate in the opposite direction of where it was moving into instead to stop at roughly 0 kilometers per second close to the orbit of the planet in question.

The humanoid robots had special attachments which allowed them to hook themselves to the walls of the Sniper, or otherwise they would be thrown away and damaged by the acceleration forces and kept their silent vigilance as the travel was to end.
Gabriel thoughts focused on a final issue, whether he would return to his home world using again the dangerous Shadow Universe and taking significant risks for a much shorter length travel or if instead he would rely on sub-light travel and take almost 32 years in the universe to return and about 7 years inside the ship due to time dilation, provided that his home world wasn't farther than 30 light-years away from there and thus away from his starship maximum range of sub-light interstellar travel.

He soon was very close to the orbit of the planet where the incident happened as he sought to contact the nearest Londim base through conventional light speed communications for further information, rather than written, this time he used spoken communication:

"Oh shit! He is near Fusion! Send him a message."

Gabriel! You are near Fusion! I repeat. You are near Fusion. Get away from there now and make your way to Londim immediatly. That place isn't safe. And to answer your query, Londim's origins are from Earth. It was a powerful nation that held an empire. We have obviousl sincedmoved on but our old lands on Earth are still protected. You ask of other sentient beings on our planet. There is one other race, the Klacum, who helped us when we first arrived here. They are intelligent and also proud. Together our planet has grown and become stronger. They have a link with the planets natural aura which assist both our races to be productive. You will meet them when you arrive.

Deciding that it was time to make themselves known, Mason and his small group walked over to the Xiscapians and gave a small, respectful bow as greeting.
"Glad to see the Xiscapians are here," Mason grinned, "You always know you're in good hands when the Xiscapians roll in"

Then he turned to introduce his own group to the Londims and the Xiscapians
"Lieutenant Commander Joanna Daniels, my First Officer,
Lieutenant Commander Harry Kintel, My Tactical Officer,
Lieutenant Alexis Marsh, Chief Engineer."

Each gave a small nod as their name and position was called out by Mason who ended by turning to Lintel
"I must admit I am surprised to see you back in active service so soon after the collision"

" I am happy to meet you. I am Commander Tarnis of the Expeditionary Force. I am glad you could make it and also it is nice to see two teams who know each other well."

The Captain received the coordinates in which to land at via mental coominications. but as he coordiantes where measured out and found on the planet, he soon realized that his ship along with the new arrivals would not fit in the cramp docks. the Captain quickly relied another message to the Londim authority...

" I am sorry but our vessels will not be landing planetside. I will arrive by other means. I have already locked on to the ports location and should be arriving soon."

After sending the message he lowered his head and intradime-jumped to the ships Exterior Portal creation chamber, a place where men, and equipment can be sent directly planetside if the ship was close enough to the planet in question. The techs in the chamber tapped furiously on their holo-consoles and engaged small rift portal directly into the ports meeting areas where people from other investigational vessels where congregating.

The Captain smoothed out his Deminsional Photo-Cloth Uniform which was bright with a white glow and flowed with the wind unless mentally controlled and proceeded through the portal. He was sure the others would see the portal as it acted like a window from one location to the other. And it certainly makes a crowd as it openes a bright flash of light is emitted. The Captain was half Eborian, a disgrace by Hobbeebian standards to the parents, but he was a great soldier.

As he exited the portal he approached the Xiscapian people and addressed their commanding officer...

" I was told to let you know that Kartosh has been found. And is in stable condition, unfortunatly his mech units was lost in the battle, our Guardian of Light Supreme Master General John Rynex has seen it fit to provided him with a replacement. "

"Ahh! welcome Captain. I was informed that your ship would not be landing. I am Commander Tarnis. I see you also have a good relationship with the Xiscapians and Alversians."

The dress uniformed Kirisuban's returned the bow and Captain Mikato adjusted her swords again.

They'd already informed the Londim space command who would be attending the meeting.

Now they needed to know more and they wouldn't until the meeting started and they also had time to introduce themselves.

"I'm Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato commanding the NKS 'Fukido bay' and my colleague is Dr Ari Fujimoto" said said addressing everybody there.

Tarnis looked at the newcomer.

"Welcome Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato. I am Commander Tarnis. Now the majority of us are here I believe we should make our way inside where you have all been given living quarters. We await upon one other who should be here within the day. Tomorrow the briefing will begin and preparations for the mission shall begin. Today, just have a break and relax."

"Its good to meet you Admiral" Kaori cheerfully replied. She always found it easier to deal with women because they thought more clearly then men did.

"A pleasure Mr Ginta" she added.

She then turned to Commander Tarnis and said "Thank you Commander, a room for the night would be a lot handier anyway. If I need anything my ship can transport it down to me."

"Welcome Samurai-Captain Kaori Mikato. I am Commander Tarnis. Now the majority of us are here I believe we should make our way inside where you have all been given living quarters. We await upon one other who should be here within the day. Tomorrow the briefing will begin and preparations for the mission shall begin. Today, just have a break and relax."
Lintel nodded. "I must admit, I am anxious to get back to the Empire. They need me and my ship, or will at some point. However, if we must wait to investigate this strange phenmenon, then we shall do so. Right, Ginta?" she looked at the scientist. "Ginta? Are you here?" The scientist had the tendency to daydrean and easily became absentminded. He was staring at Kaori, transfixed. Lintel coughed softly and nudged him. He shook his head. "Erm, what? Ah, yes, I am most excited to be looking into this."

Kaori gave Ginta a cute smile and figured the poor man couldn't help himself. Both Kirisuban officers were dark haired oriental stunners.

Not that this was a requirement to enter the service. Just the way things seemed to work out since most women left the active space service in their early thirties to return home and have a family.

Ginta was instantly smitten. Lintel ignored their antics and rolled her eyes. "Where are our quarters for the duration of our stay located at? Aside from Ginta and myself, the Starrider's crew will be located on the ship." This was addressed to Tarnis.
Ginta hesitantly stepped forward, slightly closer to Kaori than he had been before. "I have never heard of Neo Kirisubo. At what point in the galaxy is that located in?"

"Its good to meet you Admiral" Kaori cheerfully replied. She always found it easier to deal with women because they thought more clearly then men did.

"A pleasure Mr Ginta" she added.

She then turned to Commander Tarnis and said "Thank you Commander, a room for the night would be a lot handier anyway. If I need anything my ship can transport it down to me."

"Excellent. You will all be staying in Barrack 12, the one for VIP's. It is all ready and you are free to explore the base though some areas will be strictly off limits for security purposes."

Lintel nodded. "I must admit, I am anxious to get back to the Empire. They need me and my ship, or will at some point. However, if we must wait to investigate this strange phenmenon, then we shall do so. Right, Ginta?" she looked at the scientist. "Ginta? Are you here?" The scientist had the tendency to daydrean and easily became absentminded. He was staring at Kaori, transfixed. Lintel coughed softly and nudged him. He shook his head. "Erm, what? Ah, yes, I am most excited to be looking into this."

"That is not a problem. You are free to leave the investigation should your planet call for you. I am anxious to get this mission started but we must wait for all involved parties to arrive. I have just been informed the one we are waiting for, a Mr Gabriel Gonzales, strayed dangerously close to Fusion and but is now on his way. You see ever since the Fusion incident, many people have become superstitious about, some naming it The Devourer. There are many opposed to Project Fusion being opened again and being investigated."

"Mr Ginta, our twin homeworlds are in Federal Union space but we are independant of them. We re-named the system with our nations name when we colonised those worlds.

I'm sure you have plenty of questions being a scientist but there seems to be plenty of time to get answers" Kaori softly replied. She could see how smitten he was but she'd leave things to unfold on their own.

Who says space exploration is all work and no play?

"Excellent. You will all be staying in Barrack 12, the one for VIP's. It is all ready and you are free to explore the base though some areas will be strictly off limits for security purposes."

She heard Commander Tarnis speak again and gently replied "thats perfectly understandable it would be the same on my ship if we had honoured guests."

Mason gave a small nod as the Londim Commander spoke, then he turned back Lintel
"I, too, an anxious to return to the Republic's borders. Our forces have been virtually destroyed in a rather devastating war with an ancient enemy. We need virtually every ship and we are hoping this will be a short mission."

At the mention of the two teams knowing each other, Mason smiled

"Yes, the Alversians and Xiscapians have been rather close in the past few decades. We help them and they help us, it's a good relationship."

Then he turned back to Lintel again and spoke with a more respectful tone
"Many of the Catalan's former crew are on board my ship. Not alot of them survived the accident. How about your ship?" he asked

"That is not a problem. You are free to leave the investigation should your planet call for you. I am anxious to get this mission started but we must wait for all involved parties to arrive. I have just been informed the one we are waiting for, a Mr Gabriel Gonzales, strayed dangerously close to Fusion and but is now on his way. You see ever since the Fusion incident, many people have become superstitious about, some naming it The Devourer. There are many opposed to Project Fusion being opened again and being investigated."
Lintel nodded gratefully. "Thank you for your understanding. There is a chance that we, and maybe the Alversians with us, will be unexpectedly called away."
"Mr Ginta, our twin homeworlds are in Federal Union space but we are independant of them. We re-named the system with our nations name when we colonised those worlds.

I'm sure you have plenty of questions being a scientist but there seems to be plenty of time to get answers" Kaori softly replied. She could see how smitten he was but she'd leave things to unfold on their own.

Who says space exploration is all work and no play?
Ginta nodded. "We have met with TFU a few times. They are good people, although we have not heard from them in for some time."
Mason gave a small nod as the Londim Commander spoke, then he turned back Lintel
"I, too, an anxious to return to the Republic's borders. Our forces have been virtually destroyed in a rather devastating war with an ancient enemy. We need virtually every ship and we are hoping this will be a short mission."

At the mention of the two teams knowing each other, Mason smiled

"Yes, the Alversians and Xiscapians have been rather close in the past few decades. We help them and they help us, it's a good relationship."

Then he turned back to Lintel again and spoke with a more respectful tone
"Many of the Catalan's former crew are on board my ship. Not alot of them survived the accident. How about your ship?" he asked
"My crew is made up largly of scientists and Biohazard soldiers. This ship was relatively unharmed from the battle, and has at least three Pathfinder kills credited to it's name, probably more. Some of my old crew was transfered with me, but I only just learned that the Spectre's X.O., Jane, was killed in the collusion. My new X.O., one Executive Officer Graff, is compentant however."

"Mr Ginta, our twin homeworlds are in Federal Union space but we are independant of them. We re-named the system with our nations name when we colonised those worlds.

I'm sure you have plenty of questions being a scientist but there seems to be plenty of time to get answers" Kaori softly replied. She could see how smitten he was but she'd leave things to unfold on their own.

Who says space exploration is all work and no play?

"Excellent. You will all be staying in Barrack 12, the one for VIP's. It is all ready and you are free to explore the base though some areas will be strictly off limits for security purposes."


She heard Commander Tarnis speak again and gently replied "thats perfectly understandable it would be the same on my ship if we had honoured guests."

"I am glad you understand. This is as well as for your safety. A few things...get out ofhand here occassionally shall we say." He smiled knowingly.

Mason gave a small nod as the Londim Commander spoke, then he turned back Lintel
"I, too, an anxious to return to the Republic's borders. Our forces have been virtually destroyed in a rather devastating war with an ancient enemy. We need virtually every ship and we are hoping this will be a short mission."

At the mention of the two teams knowing each other, Mason smiled

"Yes, the Alversians and Xiscapians have been rather close in the past few decades. We help them and they help us, it's a good relationship."

Then he turned back to Lintel again and spoke with a more respectful tone
"Many of the Catalan's former crew are on board my ship. Not alot of them survived the accident. How about your ship?" he asked

" I am glad to hear of your alliance but I am sorry about the losses you have received. Should the worst come to happen, Londim would always be willing to help those that have helped her. As I mentioned before you will be free to leave to help your planet whenever you need to."

"My crew is made up largly of scientists and Biohazard soldiers. This ship was relatively unharmed from the battle, and has at least three Pathfinder kills credited to it's name, probably more. Some of my old crew was transfered with me, but I only just learned that the Spectre's X.O., Jane, was killed in the collusion. My new X.O., one Executive Officer Graff, is compentant however."

"Glad to hear it. You were'nt that badly damaged in the Battle? Neither were we, but a lot of good Alversians were killed in that fight. Most of the F-Class were destroyed in the war anyway, including the Deep Space Fleet. A tragic loss and what a waste of men and ships" He shook his head bitterly, "A great waste"

" I am glad to hear of your alliance but I am sorry about the losses you have received. Should the worst come to happen, Londim would always be willing to help those that have helped her. As I mentioned before you will be free to leave to help your planet whenever you need to."

"Luckily we were able to defeat our enemy with our last gaso effort but lossed were heavy. Over 2,000 of our ships and millions of our crew were devastated. It will take time to recover. Now," He clapped his hands togather, "What's the nature of this emergency?"

"Luckily we were able to defeat our enemy with our last gaso effort but lossed were heavy. Over 2,000 of our ships and millions of our crew were devastated. It will take time to recover. Now," He clapped his hands togather, "What's the nature of this emergency?"

"Well the full briefing will occur in the meeting tomorrow. However 20 of our Crews, 600 men and women, went missing on Fusion. We have reason to believe that there is something on that planet. Maybe another race, maybe something much worse. We want to know why so many people died. As you heard from the last transmission we received it seemed like something attacked Captain Raynor. There are two explanations I can come up for that. Either he went mad when he saw all the other dead or something is down there. The planetary fluctuations that occured were too extreme to have been natural and other events that occured leading upto the deaths didn't fit. I will brief you all more fully on the situation tomorrow where you will be provided with the original notes and plans."

Ginta intterupted. "A terraforming project gone wrong. Apparently the ships were pulled back to be destroyed by some kind of gravitational fluctuation. Have you ever heard or something like this?" he asked Mason.

Kaori listened carefully ready to head to the VIP quarters with their host.

Knowing a bit about the problem at hand would help. The analysis of the last recording sent by Londim space command was puzzling and the Neo Kirisuban starfleet had never encountered anything like this before.

This would be a genuine mystery but more evidence would help.

The Captian of the Hobbeebian forces seemed kinda lost in the mix of hellos and salutations, He came to investigate an incident and investigate is what he wanted to do. Becuase if this was what he suspected... he would need to get word back to his Homeworld.

" I dont mean top put a damper on any reunions that maybe taking place at this moment, but I believe we have something we are supposed to be doing. I am sure some of you feel the same way. the full berifing should be taking place now. It would be prodent of us to continue."

-- Back aboard the Hobbeebian vessels...

" You know what this sounds like. A strange planet that seems uninhabitable is being terraformed, and strange things that happening to the crews... " said on of the ensign aboard a vessel in the mess hall talking to some of his buddies.

ooc is it ok if i join it?

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Ginta intterupted. "A terraforming project gone wrong. Apparently the ships were pulled back to be destroyed by some kind of gravitational fluctuation. Have you ever heard or something like this?" he asked Mason.

"Gravitational Fluctuation?" Mason frowned, thinking hard, ploughing through his memories, "There were rumours amongst the elder Merchant shipmen of planets that could eat whole ships alive. But we always assumed that they were talking rubbish. Maybe not" He frowned again.

"Gravitational Fluctuation?" Mason frowned, thinking hard, ploughing through his memories, "There were rumours amongst the elder Merchant shipmen of planets that could eat whole ships alive. But we always assumed that they were talking rubbish. Maybe not" He frowned again.

" We have encountered a few planets in alternate dimensions that posses such qualities. Some seemed nice enough, but as you get close they dragged you down. But the odd thing was that once on the planets surface, the gravity was normal enough to sustian life. " said the Captain as he remembered his time in Alternate Deminsional Exploration.

" Or it could be a weapon. Gravitronics can disrupt outer Gravity fields of Planets at whim. Perhaps the " Things that killed the teams where killed to keep a secret."

"Gravitational Fluctuation?" Mason frowned, thinking hard, ploughing through his memories, "There were rumours amongst the elder Merchant shipmen of planets that could eat whole ships alive. But we always assumed that they were talking rubbish. Maybe not" He frowned again.
"Gravitational Fluctuations are not uncommon, but what is unusual are those of the extreme power and force as those described in Project Fusion. Anyway, there is no way of knowing the real truth until we can thoughly analyze the planet."
Lintel turned to the Captain of the Hobbeebian forces:
"Apparently we still await the arrival of one more member, and the briefing will occur tommorow. I understand your anxiety, Captain, but patience is a virtue, no?"

"Gravitational Fluctuations are not uncommon, but what is unusual are those of the extreme power and force as those described in Project Fusion. Anyway, there is no way of knowing the real truth until we can thoughly analyze the planet."
Lintel turned to the Captain of the Hobbeebian forces:
"Apparently we still await the arrival of one more member, and the briefing will occur tommorow. I understand your anxiety, Captain, but patience is a virtue, no?"

"True, it is quite possible that these fluctuations pulled some of the ships down but that last message suggests something else is afoot here" Mason agreed.

"Anyway I shall now take you to the Barracks where each of you shall find a folder containing some notes on Project Fusion. The folders shall include:

Images of Fusion itself. The planet is 3 times the size of Earth and abundant in resources that would be helpful to us.

Charst showing the graviational measurements up until the point of the crews going missing. The chart show the gravitational line go off the charts.

Some of the first transmissions we receieved signalling all was going well up to later reports telling us crew members had gone missing.

And again you will have the final transmission from Raynor to analyze. see if you can come up with any theories so together we may pool our ideas in the hope of coming up with some theory."

Lintel turned to the Captain of the Hobbeebian forces:
"Apparently we still await the arrival of one more member, and the briefing will occur tommorow. I understand your anxiety, Captain, but patience is a virtue, no?"


" My people dont sleep... so we operate a little faster then most. But yes I suppose it is. I will have one of my fighters take a look at the planet ... If you would like to give the Coordinates?" said the Captian as he looked at the Londium host.

" My people dont sleep... so we operate a little faster then most. But yes I suppose it is. I will have one of my fighters take a look at the planet ... If you would like to give the Coordinates?" said the Captian as he looked at the Londium host.

"If you so wish though take caution."

Tarnis gave the coordinates of Fusion.

"Do not stray to close to the planet. Our outer observation probes give us indications that strong grvaitational fluctuations have started up again. We do not know why."

"Anyway I shall now take you to the Barracks where each of you shall find a folder containing some notes on Project Fusion. The folders shall include:

Images of Fusion itself. The planet is 3 times the size of Earth and abundant in resources that would be helpful to us.

Charst showing the graviational measurements up until the point of the crews going missing. The chart show the gravitational line go off the charts.

Some of the first transmissions we receieved signalling all was going well up to later reports telling us crew members had gone missing.

And again you will have the final transmission from Raynor to analyze. see if you can come up with any theories so together we may pool our ideas in the hope of coming up with some theory."
Ginta nodded in approval. "Raynor's final message seems to indicate he saw something of roughly human size and shape. Strangly, there is no sound of weapons being fired or bladed weapons being drawn or stabbed. Even a kill with the Force would have some kind of noise. The transmission is abruptly cut off, which suggests either a jammer or the computer terminal he was at at the time of the message was destroyed. But even a transmitter being destroyed transmits telltale clues. With this it just...stops." he shook his head.

"Commander, I receiving a message form Londim, sir" says a young communications officer. "Play it for me," replied Commander Knightlord. He was standing on the bridge of the gwandan class warship, Granada. Genesis Knightlord, the young man in charge of the Neo Zeon space fleet, listened to the message quietly then gave his orders.

"I want this ship combat ready now! We will be assisting Londim, so have the mobile suits ready," said Knightlord calmly. "Also contact Londim and tell them that we are coming to assist them."

"Anyway I shall now take you to the Barracks where each of you shall find a folder containing some notes on Project Fusion. The folders shall include:

Images of Fusion itself. The planet is 3 times the size of Earth and abundant in resources that would be helpful to us.

Charst showing the graviational measurements up until the point of the crews going missing. The chart show the gravitational line go off the charts.

Some of the first transmissions we receieved signalling all was going well up to later reports telling us crew members had gone missing.

And again you will have the final transmission from Raynor to analyze. see if you can come up with any theories so together we may pool our ideas in the hope of coming up with some theory."

Mason took the files and started to hand them out to his staff
"Take these and analyse them. I want a full report before tomorrow morning"

The rest of the crew saluted and took their respective parts of the folder to begin work

OOC: I'll be back on tomorrow

Ginta nodded in approval. "Raynor's final message seems to indicate he saw something of roughly human size and shape. Strangly, there is no sound of weapons being fired or bladed weapons being drawn or stabbed. Even a kill with the Force would have some kind of noise. The transmission is abruptly cut off, which suggests either a jammer or the computer terminal he was at at the time of the message was destroyed. But even a transmitter being destroyed transmits telltale clues. With this it just...stops." he shook his head.

"That is another thing. All of our transmitters are designed to send off a final location tracker as they are being cut off or destroyed so we know where our ships are and if they encounter danger. But on this occassion we did not get anything. Not even a whisper of a location on Fusion."

"Commander, I receiving a message form Londim, sir" says a young communications officer. "Play it for me," replied Commander Knightlord. He was standing on the bridge of the gwandan class warship, Granada. Genesis Knightlord, the young man in charge of the Neo Zeon space fleet, listened to the message quietly then gave his orders.

"I want this ship combat ready now! We will be assisting Lundim, so have the mobile suits ready," said Knightlord calmly.

Unknown Ship detected. Watchdog going operational.

"Unknown vessel. You have been detected in our system. We ask for your origins and intentions. Failure to comply will lead to dangerous consequences."

Kaori Mikato nodded and said "I'll look over the files when we get to our quarters. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll have a working theory."

She knew she needed to sleep as well prior to that meeting but there was still time for fun as well as work.

"... Or maybe Raynor turned off the transmitter himself. Are we even sure they died on that planet? I believe that you said this is the first investigation being conducted... It would not be unbelieveable to think that they faked their deaths for a reason." Said the Captain as he listened to the mesage in his mind.

"That is another thing. All of our transmitters are designed to send off a final location tracker as they are being cut off or destroyed so we know where our ships are and if they encounter danger. But on this occassion we did not get anything. Not even a whisper of a location on Fusion."
Ginta frowned as he viewed the graviational measurements chart. "It's all normal until this point...nothing can be concluded from here, except that in your time on the planet this never occured until now. The missing persons reports...more distrubing. People just vanish without a trace. No note, no signs of a struggle, no blood, no possessions taken with them...nothing. Like they never existed."

"That is another thing. All of our transmitters are designed to send off a final location tracker as they are being cut off or destroyed so we know where our ships are and if they encounter danger. But on this occassion we did not get anything. Not even a whisper of a location on Fusion."



Unknown Ship detected. Watchdog going operational.

"Unknown vessel. You have been detected in our system. We ask for your origins and intentions. Failure to comply will lead to dangerous consequences."

"Londim, it is the Gwandan class warship, Granada. We have received your message and wish to assist you. We come from Neo Zeon. My name is Commander Genesis Knightlord, leader of the Neo Zeon Space Fleet."

"... Or maybe Raynor turned off the transmitter himself. Are we even sure they died on that planet? I believe that you said this is the first investigation being conducted... It would not be unbelieveable to think that they faked their deaths for a reason." Said the Captain as he listened to the mesage in his mind.

"Maybe...but without the supplies that we were sending they could not survive. Only small pockets of the planet were starting to become habitable but without continuing terraformation the process would reverse, killing the crew."

Ginta frowned as he viewed the graviational measurements chart. "It's all normal until this point...nothing can be concluded from here, except that in your time on the planet this never occured until now. The missing persons reports...more distrubing. People just vanish without a trace. No note, no signs of a struggle, no blood, no possessions taken with them...nothing. Like they never existed."

"Indeed. People shouldn't disappear like that but they did. We want to know why."

"Londim, it is the Gwandan class warship, Granada. We have received your message and wish to assist you. We come from Neo Zeon. My name is Commander Genesis Knightlord, leader of the Neo Zeon Space Fleet."

Checking registry.......Registration match found.

"Commander Genesis Knightlord. You and your ship have been given clearance to land. Welcome to Londim."

Ginta frowned as he viewed the graviational measurements chart. "It's all normal until this point...nothing can be concluded from here, except that in your time on the planet this never occured until now. The missing persons reports...more distrubing. People just vanish without a trace. No note, no signs of a struggle, no blood, no possessions taken with them...nothing. Like they never existed."

"Judging purely by the distress call I'd be inclined to think theres at least one lifeform on the planet. Something that can also drag ships back into the worlds gravity with either unknown powers or advanced technology.

Its also able to kill with more normal means as well judging from Captain Raynor's last report when it came for him.

Its just an educated guess right now but its a start" Kaori softly replied.

(OOC: As Fusion is one of the "Outer Planets", I assume this means they are in the same solar system, otherwise I'll retcon this post without deleting it. Also for convenience I'll consider that he arrived at the system 5 days and a 20 hours earlier than the others)

There was two opposing choices in his brain. First if he returned to match speed with and scavenge the ruins of the destroyed starships he might end up with some very interesting devices for reverse-engineering. But he also needed to dock with Londim. He soon reminded of the fortunate fact that the dropship although relatively small, was capable of stellar flight. ´Autopilot, Retreat from Fusion, 5 minutes flight, Disengage BrainNet´, was his mental command as his occipital infolink was disconnected from the ship as it turned a 180 degrees through the yaw reaction control thrusters, accelerated away from the planet and closer to their previous location where the battle occurred. He patiently awaited for the 5 minutes of travel safely away from that planet. As the ship was still and not accelerating, he unfastened the seat belts and moved away from the bridge, as he spoke, putting the linguists and speech-to-text Hebbian (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebbian_learning) softwares to test "50 guards with me. The rest stay on the ship. After I launch the dropship safely away, move towards the battle sector to scavenge the scraps of the destroyed alien ships. Await further commands, I shall inform you once I have to meet".

Soon a random group of 50 humanoid robots went through several paths to reach inside the dropship, which docking bay entrance airlock was opened and ready for Gabriel entrance, while the troop unloading platform on its belly remained closed. He walked through several elevators to get down to other decks of the ship, passing through several halls and corridors of metal and staring at the lifeless eyes of his human-like machines, until a metallic door opened his way to inside of one of the two massive flight decks of the Sniper cruiser, which thick walls were visible and which dimensions only scaled larger further to the ship's aft, while at the right a massive and concave opening hatch from where the loaded ships would go to space remained closed. He went straight through a mobile catwalk which adjusted like an embarking platform to the entrance to the dropship. He walked through it observing several other retracted catwalks and embarking platforms below which could be used for passengers to reach other dropships. In fact there was enough space for fitting another Scissor standard dropship in the same flight deck where he was. As he entered inside he was greeted coldly by one of the humanoid robots and headed to the topmost of the 3 decks of the dropship where was its bridge. It was shaped like a massive spaceplane (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/34/Deepcold_5050_launch_240.jpg) and its wings spanned through 102 meters of total width. In fact it still resembled in shape one of those experimental spaceplanes of the 21th century (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/X-30_NASP_3.jpg), but had several vertical thrusters to allow it vertical take-off and was much larger and wider in comparison, and like all Solar Communes crafts, lacked windows and a clearly visible location of its bridge.

"Launch in ten seconds", was announced as Gabriel sat on the command seat of the Scissor. Soon the seatbelts fastened on him as the almost microscopic plug was linked to his occipital infolink. He could see now the large concave aperture of the flight deck opening towards to the vastness of the space. As soon as a large enough concave opening existed for the dropship to pass its ion auxiliary thrusters raised it above the ground of the deck and stopped it in the middle of it without touching neither ground or ceiling, and then its advanced aerospike engines started to thrust it forwards to space. Soon its yaw and pitch thrusters turned the dropship into the direction of Londim, while the larger cruiser, now entirely controlled by its weak but still effective AI, started to accelerate without the human-safety acceleration constraints, reaching instead about 3g of continual acceleration, and sending active scans to locate the debris of the alien crafts that were destroyed.

He saw the calculations on the time of the travel, it would take almost 6 days for the ship to reach its destination, considering the distance to reach the inner planets from where he was. But time was of no problem or significance, as even though there was no actual stasis chamber inside such a small dropship there was an artificial sleep system which could be activated to reduce his metabolism through nanomedicine, because seeing stars and having nothing but cheap nutrient pastes to feed upon for 6 days would simply be beyond even his own patience. ´Engage autopilot´, he commanded and finally said ´Sleep until reaching destination´ as soon several chemicals went through his mind through the infolink plug. He felt asleep. Or those 6 days simply had no meaning as it flashed straight as he awakened to see Londim through the brain-computer interface and his dropship completely still with the ion thrusters making minor adjustments now and then.

He then sent a transmission with an answer:

Sorry for being late. I could have adjusted my craft to accelerate and decelerate faster but that would turn my body into smashed pasta, and I could use the shadow of the universe again for faster-than-light travel but that would draw more hostiles from there. Requesting planetary coordinates for atmospheric entry and vertical landing, or if you have one, it would be much more convenient to dock into a space station which was linked to Londim through a space elevator

Checking registry.......Registration match found.

"Commander Genesis Knightlord. You and your ship have been given clearance to land. Welcome to Londim."

"Rodger Londim, will be there shortly." As the the ship approached the plant, a single shuttle lauched from the Granada. On board it was the Commander and a several officers escorting him.

" Well I shall go to my quarters to begin my compulation on the situation. I will see you again at the time of the meeting, until then I will maintain contact with my crew so we can monitor the planet in rel time." Said the Captian as he awaitied someone to escort him to his room.

Ginta frowned as he viewed the graviational measurements chart. "It's all normal until this point...nothing can be concluded from here, except that in your time on the planet this never occured until now. The missing persons reports...more distrubing. People just vanish without a trace. No note, no signs of a struggle, no blood, no possessions taken with them...nothing. Like they never existed."

Mason nodded in agreement, "It is unusual that none of the people could be tracked or even found. Did the ships have a security force aboard when they were 'attacked' during the Operation?"

"Sir, we have landed." said the pilot. "You may disembark now, Commander. "Thats good to hear,"replied Genesis. "What is the situation at the moment, does anyone know?"

OOC: will be on tommorow

"Judging purely by the distress call I'd be inclined to think theres at least one lifeform on the planet. Something that can also drag ships back into the worlds gravity with either unknown powers or advanced technology.

Its also able to kill with more normal means as well judging from Captain Raynor's last report when it came for him.

Its just an educated guess right now but its a start" Kaori softly replied.
"Sounds right to me." agreed Ginta. "Perhaps there were already people, aliens, living on the planet, and reacted badly to the terraforming."

"Sounds right to me." agreed Ginta. "Perhaps there were already people, aliens, living on the planet, and reacted badly to the terraforming."

"We can send a probe from my ship when we reach the planet as well as giving it a full sensor survey. That should reveal if theres a native life form as well as signs of technology that was missed before" Kaori gently replied looking up at Ginta. Most people were taller than her and the tallest crew member on her ship was 5' 6".

"Perhaps we could go over this together in our quarters since we both seem in the right frame of mind and the mood to work" she also softly suggested.

"We can send a probe from my ship when we reach the planet as well as giving it a full sensor survey. That should reveal if theres a native life form as well as signs of technology that was missed before" Kaori gently replied looking up at Ginta. Most people were taller than her and the tallest crew member on her ship was 5' 6".

"Perhaps we could go over this together in our quarters since we both seem in the right frame of mind and the mood to work" she also softly suggested.
Ginta was 5,9, so while he didn't tower over the Oriental women, he was still taller. His orange ears flicked and his tail swished in excitment. "I believe that we should. There are so many possiblities, and so little time." He looked to Lintel. "Any objections to my spending some study time, college-to-college, with Officer Kaori?" Lintel sighed lightly and shook her head. "No objections. You are free to go." Ginta looked to Kaori and raised his eyebrows. "Shall we?"
OOC: Is this "Kaori" like Mrs. Kaori from Rurouni Kenshin?

ooc : I've never seen that anime but the whole crew is made up of pretty anime type babes. She has long dark hair, dark eyes and is very slim

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Kaori let her companion Dr Ari Fujimoto head to her room to start her own investigative process. So she was now free to head off with Ginta.

She remembered the dazed looks he had given her before but while she was here to work she could also play once the work was done.

"I'm ready to follow you" she softly said her word being her bond.

"Right, right." Ginta nodded. He turned on heel and led her away, into the military base. Up a flight of stairs, though several halls, past a number of heavy steel doors, and into a room. The accomidations were not unpleasent. It was rather like staying in a hotel room: Neat and clean, but impersonal. Ginta sat down on the couch before a coffee table and spread out the graviational measurement charts, the transmission records and the photos of Fusion. "First of all, what conclusions do you think we can draw based on the data avaliable?"

(OOC: As Fusion is one of the "Outer Planets", I assume this means they are in the same solar system, otherwise I'll retcon this post without deleting it. Also for convenience I'll consider that he arrived at the system 5 days and a 20 hours earlier than the others)

There was two opposing choices in his brain. First if he returned to match speed with and scavenge the ruins of the destroyed starships he might end up with some very interesting devices for reverse-engineering. But he also needed to dock with Londim. He soon reminded of the fortunate fact that the dropship although relatively small, was capable of stellar flight. ´Autopilot, Retreat from Fusion, 5 minutes flight, Disengage BrainNet´, was his mental command as his occipital infolink was disconnected from the ship as it turned a 180 degrees through the yaw reaction control thrusters, accelerated away from the planet and closer to their previous location where the battle occurred. He patiently awaited for the 5 minutes of travel safely away from that planet. As the ship was still and not accelerating, he unfastened the seat belts and moved away from the bridge, as he spoke, putting the linguists and speech-to-text Hebbian (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebbian_learning) softwares to test "50 guards with me. The rest stay on the ship. After I launch the dropship safely away, move towards the battle sector to scavenge the scraps of the destroyed alien ships. Await further commands, I shall inform you once I have to meet".

Soon a random group of 50 humanoid robots went through several paths to reach inside the dropship, which docking bay entrance airlock was opened and ready for Gabriel entrance, while the troop unloading platform on its belly remained closed. He walked through several elevators to get down to other decks of the ship, passing through several halls and corridors of metal and staring at the lifeless eyes of his human-like machines, until a metallic door opened his way to inside of one of the two massive flight decks of the Sniper cruiser, which thick walls were visible and which dimensions only scaled larger further to the ship's aft, while at the right a massive and concave opening hatch from where the loaded ships would go to space remained closed. He went straight through a mobile catwalk which adjusted like an embarking platform to the entrance to the dropship. He walked through it observing several other retracted catwalks and embarking platforms below which could be used for passengers to reach other dropships. In fact there was enough space for fitting another Scissor standard dropship in the same flight deck where he was. As he entered inside he was greeted coldly by one of the humanoid robots and headed to the topmost of the 3 decks of the dropship where was its bridge. It was shaped like a massive spaceplane (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/34/Deepcold_5050_launch_240.jpg) and its wings spanned through 102 meters of total width. In fact it still resembled in shape one of those experimental spaceplanes of the 21th century (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/X-30_NASP_3.jpg), but had several vertical thrusters to allow it vertical take-off and was much larger and wider in comparison, and like all Solar Communes crafts, lacked windows and a clearly visible location of its bridge.

"Launch in ten seconds", was announced as Gabriel sat on the command seat of the Scissor. Soon the seatbelts fastened on him as the almost microscopic plug was linked to his occipital infolink. He could see now the large concave aperture of the flight deck opening towards to the vastness of the space. As soon as a large enough concave opening existed for the dropship to pass its ion auxiliary thrusters raised it above the ground of the deck and stopped it in the middle of it without touching neither ground or ceiling, and then its advanced aerospike engines started to thrust it forwards to space. Soon its yaw and pitch thrusters turned the dropship into the direction of Londim, while the larger cruiser, now entirely controlled by its weak but still effective AI, started to accelerate without the human-safety acceleration constraints, reaching instead about 3g of continual acceleration, and sending active scans to locate the debris of the alien crafts that were destroyed.

He saw the calculations on the time of the travel, it would take almost 6 days for the ship to reach its destination, considering the distance to reach the inner planets from where he was. But time was of no problem or significance, as even though there was no actual stasis chamber inside such a small dropship there was an artificial sleep system which could be activated to reduce his metabolism through nanomedicine, because seeing stars and having nothing but cheap nutrient pastes to feed upon for 6 days would simply be beyond even his own patience. ´Engage autopilot´, he commanded and finally said ´Sleep until reaching destination´ as soon several chemicals went through his mind through the infolink plug. He felt asleep. Or those 6 days simply had no meaning as it flashed straight as he awakened to see Londim through the brain-computer interface and his dropship completely still with the ion thrusters making minor adjustments now and then.

He then sent a transmission with an answer:

"Unfortunately we don't have a space elevator. But we do have the coordinates to ensure you have a safe landing. Most of the other parties have arrived and await your arrival to begin."

Mason nodded in agreement, "It is unusual that none of the people could be tracked or even found. Did the ships have a security force aboard when they were 'attacked' during the Operation?"

"Standard Procedure" replied Commander Tarnis, " Every ship we have contains a security force but we assume that they all died in the crash. Primary scans showed no signs of life on the planet but it is possible we missed something."

"Sir, we have landed." said the pilot. "You may disembark now, Commander. "Thats good to hear,"replied Genesis. "What is the situation at the moment, does anyone know?"

OOC: will be on tommorow

Commander Tarnis looked over at one of the landing zones.

"It appears we have a new player in this game. A Commander Genesis Knightlord of The Second Neo Zeon. We only just received word they would be helping us..."

Tarnis walked towards Genesis.

"Welcome Commander. I am glad you could assist in this mission."

"Sounds right to me." agreed Ginta. "Perhaps there were already people, aliens, living on the planet, and reacted badly to the terraforming."

"As mentioned before, primary scans detected no lifeforms. The reports we received from the crews stated no mention of other lifeforms. However we shall find out soon enough."

"Right, right." Ginta nodded. He turned on heel and led her away, into the military base. Up a flight of stairs, though several halls, past a number of heavy steel doors, and into a room. The accomidations were not unpleasent. It was rather like staying in a hotel room: Neat and clean, but impersonal. Ginta sat down on the couch before a coffee table and spread out the graviational measurement charts, the transmission records and the photos of Fusion. "First of all, what conclusions do you think we can draw based on the data avaliable?"

Kaori firstly removed her swords and then sat on the couch. Her blades rested on the side of the couch as she looked over the file. She also opened her tricorder so she could take a copy of this information.

"It looks like a peaceful world but you can't always go by appearances. I'd be inclined to believe it was a case of natives defending their planet against people they perceived as invaders.

Theres nothing to indicate that first contact measures were even carried out prior to the landing so it could be that simple.

We still don't know how the ships were dragged back so thats one of the first things that will need to be determined as well as giving the planet a proper survey" Kaori softly replied to Ginta knowing her ship could tackle a survey quite easily.

Ginta had placed his own katana on the table above the data. The blue-sheathed curved sword rested on it's side, glimmering.
Ginta nodded. "I assumed the force of the planet's gravity well pulled the ships backward in a sucking motion. Once inside the atmosphere the ships lost control and smashed against the surface. If this is true, it would be exceedingly dangerious to land on, or even orbit. It is possible that the planet itself is unstable. It's size is generally reserved for a small gas giant, and, being rock, it is more prone to break-up and such. However, this still does not explain Captain Raynor's final message." Ginta reached out and played the message once more:

This is Captain Rayner. I am the only one left and probably won't last long. As our ships left the planetary gravitational pull increased to such an amount our ships were pulled back in even at full power. Everyone is dead and I'm sure I won't make it...Wait a noise from one of the wreckages...A survivor? Oh my God..OH MY GOD........ End Transmission.

"What I want to know," said Ginta, "is how our Captain survived the crash at such high speeds. At the mile-per-hour rate they were going, each ship should have been nothing more than a flaming ball of wreckage. Still, the gravity readings indicate that the force lessened somewhat once the ships were back within the full reach of the planet's gravity."

Kaori listened intently and gently replied "you might be correct about the planet producing the gravity well which sucked down the ships.

I think the Captain survived because most spaceships are built to survive a crash and with an addition of dumb luck.

His final message shows there must have been natives because his own crew mate wouldn't have killed him.

Caution is clearly called for but we have advanced sensors on the 'Fukido bay' which will compile a planetary survey therefore making our lives easier.

We can even pick out individual life forms on the surface they're that good."

She looked into Ginta's eyes and smiled softly. He was good looking and cute and she was still content for events to unfold on their own.

He was good looking and cute and she was still content for events to unfold on their own.
OOC: Hint hint. Wink. Nod. ;)
IC:
Ginta stared back and grinned widely. "I must report our...findings. 'Fukido bay'. What does "Fukido" mean, anyway?" he asked softly. He really was curious, as he was the kind of man who tried to learn new things and store knowledge as much as possible. Looking at the attractive women in front of him, this seemed like a very worthy pursuit at the moment.

'Fukido bay is the name of a very beautiful coastal area on Kirisubo Primus. Imagine perfect white sands, blue seas and a red tinted sky and you have the perfect holiday spot to relax in" Kaori gently replied.

She noticed the grin and figured his playful side was coming out. She felt the need to play as well so she snuggled in slightly and gave him a teasing kiss on his cheek.

The Neo Kirisubans thought the same way that feudal Japan did in regard to sex aka pillowing. It was natural and necessary otherwise one would get very restricted.

Kitsune were likewise very relaxed in their social habits and standereds regarding sex. One could not produce the maximum perfection in offspring nor reach the full potential in love and experience if one was tied only to ones first mate. So Ginta kissed her lightly back. "Xiscapia has areas like that...naturally, they are crowded with off worlders, non kitsune. But not all offworlders are so...unpleasant." He pressed his cheek to hers in the traditional kitsune show of affection. Doing so activates pleasure glands in a kitsune's cheeks, and is not unlike the kissing humans do.

"So what is your homeworld like then?" Kaori softly replied feeling their cheeks touch and enjoying the touch.

"We have Kirisubo Primus and Kirisubo Beta. Both worlds have a vast range of climates ranging from arctic zones, some temperate but mostly tropical.

90% of our population is also female and only women get into the starfleet" he added as she unfastened the catch which held her wrap over jacket on.

This fell loose after she leaned into give the kitsune another kiss and her intentions were made clear.

"Unfortunately we don't have a space elevator. But we do have the coordinates to ensure you have a safe landing. Most of the other parties have arrived and await your arrival to begin."



"Standard Procedure" replied Commander Tarnis, " Every ship we have contains a security force but we assume that they all died in the crash. Primary scans showed no signs of life on the planet but it is possible we missed something."



Commander Tarnis looked over at one of the landing zones.

"It appears we have a new player in this game. A Commander Genesis Knightlord of The Second Neo Zeon. We only just received word they would be helping us..."

Tarnis walked towards Genesis.

"Welcome Commander. I am glad you could assist in this mission."



"As mentioned before, primary scans detected no lifeforms. The reports we received from the crews stated no mention of other lifeforms. However we shall find out soon enough."

Mason nodded
"When shall we set of for the planet? I think it would be safer to send a few probes first to see if it safe for the ships to get close to the planet. I would hate to have come all this way and fall at the first hurdle."

He then turned to Lintel in confusion

"I had no idea the Xiscapian Fleet had a ship like the Starrider. New is it?" He asked innocently.

The Orion did not have landing capabilities, its massive form was too big to in to the atmosphere of the planet, its ominously shimmering body floated towards the world, onboard , Commander Xavier, an a group of marines wandered through utilitarian hull of massive ship. Xavier’s , mind was filled with idle thoughts, as he made his way through the winding halls, passing consoles , he watched as the AI marched along clanking upon the metal floors of the Orion, his eyes panned around as he wandered in to the transporter room.

A message was sent to the station that several people were beaming down via ID transport , and that they would appear in to the conference room.

The marines stood by him like sentinels of stone guarding a temple, they held their assault rifles pointed down, as to not incur alarm when they transported in, Xavier stepped on to the glassy panel ,his hands jetted down as his eyes peered out in to nothingness, the marines following suit.

Suddenly their bodies were engulfed, in a bright bolt of light , shimmering them out of space and time temporally as they moved in to another dimension, on the surface directly in to the conference room. The flash of energy dissipated as they bolted down, their bodies shimmering back in to normal space, Xavier wasted no time as soon as he metalized in to the room.

“Do not be alarmed we are not here to harm anyone, greetings, I am commander Robert Xavier form the United Terran Ship Orion, we have come here to talk to you and assist in any way possible..” He looked around , he was rather tall, and stately with a regal look in his blue uniform .

Mean while the Orion had sent a message to the Neo Kirisuboians the captains voice was friendly and diplomatic as he sat back in his chair speaking out.

“Well it’s good to see old faces again, let’s hope we can figure this out together, we should work together on this.. at any rate, our delegate has just beamed down”

The Captain walked away from the group and started down the hallway which lead to the rooms that where avalible for use by the guest involoved with the investigation. The message that played over and over again in his mind as he stroged the halls. But just thinking about what happened was nothing compared to seeing with his own eyes.

" This is The Captain speaking, I want 2 fighters to head to locations being sent to you now. Its the planet where are to be investigating. I want a full specturm of Scans and reading for this place."

Two fighters that had come as escorts took the mission and received the coordinates. after making preperations the two took off twords the planet. They would provide The Captain with real-time data from the planet and its surrounding. The journey was short and uneventful, until they got to the Planet...

snip

Far from being surprised, the Alversians were used to teleportations and Mason's First Officer, Daniels approached Captain Xavier
"Nice to see you Captain. Welcome to Londim. I am Lieutenant Commander Daniels of the Alversian People's Starship Formidable. I don't believe our two people have previously met?" She asked innocently.

"So what is your homeworld like then?" Kaori softly replied feeling their cheeks touch and enjoying the touch.

"We have Kirisubo Primus and Kirisubo Beta. Both worlds have a vast range of climates ranging from arctic zones, some temperate but mostly tropical.

90% of our population is also female and only women get into the starfleet" he added as she unfastened the catch which held her wrap over jacket on.

This fell loose after she leaned into give the kitsune another kiss and her intentions were made clear.
"Xiscapia is almost three-fourths water, and the climate is cool most of the time, at least on Padga, my resident contenient. It rains frequently and the north and west is covered in mountains and hills, while the south and east is rolling plains." As he kissed her he looked interested. "90% female population? Have you found a way to procreate without the assistance of a male, or are males kept as studs?" His lab coat came off, as well as his shoes and tie. Hardly much, but it was a start.
"I had no idea the Xiscapian Fleet had a ship like the Starrider. New is it?" He asked innocently.
"The Starrider was commissioned just after the North Calaveran war, it helped in excavating Old Xiscapia. After that is has been used as a deep space patrol ship, guarding Xiscapia's outermost boarders where only drones and A.I. roam. It's been around for a while, but few know it exists because when it comes to port it's always at a colony or outpost, never at Xiscapia."

"The Starrider was commissioned just after the North Calaveran war, it helped in excavating Old Xiscapia. After that is has been used as a deep space patrol ship, guarding Xiscapia's outermost boarders where only drones and A.I. roam. It's been around for a while, but few know it exists because when it comes to port it's always at a colony or outpost, never at Xiscapia."

"Yeah, that was what our Deep Space Fleet did until the SASM War. The Battlecruisers and Cruisers would patrol the limits of our frontier and also make forays into space to find new life and new civilisations. That was until the SASM" Mason sighed sadly, remembering old friends.

"Not yet" Kaori half moaned to Ginta adding "we still need them and they are kind of kept for stud. They live like normal citizens but they have a civic duty to have sex and provide sperm.

Every woman has to have at least one child so we both have a responsibility to the species."

The arrangement was unusual but it worked for them.

Now feeling so turned on she slipped of her uniform jacket and Ginta could see for himself the good shape the captain kept herself in.

"Yeah, that was what our Deep Space Fleet did until the SASM War. The Battlecruisers and Cruisers would patrol the limits of our frontier and also make forays into space to find new life and new civilisations. That was until the SASM" Mason sighed sadly, remembering old friends.
Lintel nodded solemnly. "In our case it was only one ship, mainly to chase off pirates and smugglers. Too many people died in that battle. It was almost as bad as the Korr Wars."
"Not yet" Kaori half moaned to Ginta adding "we still need them and they are kind of kept for stud. They live like normal citizens but they have a civic duty to have sex and provide sperm.

Every woman has to have at least one child so we both have a responsibility to the species."

The arrangement was unusual but it worked for them.

Now feeling so turned on she slipped off her uniform jacket and Ginta could see for himself the good shape the captain kept herself in.
"A civic duty to have sex." Ginta smiled. "I know people who would kill to live in a society like that." Ginta' eyes widened and a small gasp escaped from his mouth as he viewed the Captain's body underneth her jacket. He felt like a teenager again...except his teenage years had been spent studying for tests and researching new subjects while other students were going on dates and making out.

"A civic duty to have sex." Ginta smiled. "I know people who would kill to live in a society like that." Ginta' eyes widened and a small gasp escaped from his mouth as he viewed the Captain's body underneth her jacket. He felt like a teenager again...except his teenage years had been spent studying for tests and researching new subjects while other students were going on dates and making out.

Kaori knew for sure she had hooked Ginta and she took his hand knowing they'd have more room on the bed.

"why not tell them about us then?" Kaori softly replied and suggestively looked over to the bed where they would have a lot more fun..

Lintel nodded solemnly. "In our case it was only one ship, mainly to chase off pirates and smugglers. Too many people died in that battle. It was almost as bad as the Korr Wars."

"Worse than the Korr Wars for us. 1.5 million in the Korr War against the 12 million against the SASM and another 2,000 ships lost. That is a hell of a lot to lose. And the entire Deep Space Fleet. Destroyed." Mason shook his head, "What a waste, what a waste" He was starting to go slightly red.

"Worse than the Korr Wars for us. 1.5 million in the Korr War against the 12 million against the SASM and another 2,000 ships lost. That is a hell of a lot to lose. And the entire Deep Space Fleet. Destroyed." Mason shook his head, "What a waste, what a waste" He was starting to go slightly red.
Lintel put her hand on the Captain's shoulder. "I know. But we got though it, like we got though the Korr and the Infected and the Calaverans. We'll get though his, too."
Kaori knew for sure she had hooked Ginta and she took his hand knowing they'd have more room on the bed.

"why not tell them about us then?" Kaori softly replied and suggestively looked over to the bed where they would have a lot more fun..
"I may..." Ginta looked suggestivly at her. "Or I may not. Maybe I want you all for myself." He led her over to the bed, and then began what was surely the most memorable time of his life...
OOC: Explicit content, that kind of thing. ;) RP here should continue after they are done making love, I am thinking.

Lintel put her hand on the Captain's shoulder. "I know. But we got though it, like we got though the Korr and the Infected and the Calaverans. We'll get though his, too."


"Yeah, I guess so. Perhaps I just need a break" Mason sighed, "What do you think of all of this?" He asked, hoping to change the subject.

OOC: Explicit content, that kind of thing. ;) RP here should continue after they are done making love, I am thinking.

(OOC: .... *face faults*)

ooc : a big curtain falls and your screen goes fuzzy for a while :)

ic :

A good while later Ginta and Kaori were under the sheets with the Kirisuban Captain in Ginta's arms.

She was sleeping and her head rested on his shoulder as she was fully snuggled into him. Kaori had a contented happy smile on her face for obvious reasons.

"Yeah, I guess so. Perhaps I just need a break" Mason sighed, "What do you think of all of this?" He asked, hoping to change the subject.
"It's really quite extraordinary. Ginta would be able to tell you more in detail, but he's unavaliable. From what I've seen, either the planet is a) inhabited by aliens which previous scans have not revealed or b) is actually alive or animated though arcane measures and dosen't want anyone to land on it." Lintel shrugged. "I've never heard of anything like it."
(OOC: .... *face faults*)
Sorry, that's the way it goes :P

"It's really quite extraordinary. Ginta would be able to tell you more in detail, but he's unavaliable. From what I've seen, either the planet is a) inhabited by aliens which previous scans have not revealed or b) is actually alive or animated though arcane measures and dosen't want anyone to land on it." Lintel shrugged. "I've never heard of anything like it."

"No, neither have we. That's why the APN wanted a Battlecruiser to investigate. The Science Council wanted a Dreadnought to escort one of their own ships to the planet. But the APN said no because we couldn't spare either a Dreadnought or a Science Ship. So we got the job" Mason smiled "I must admit, I am curious to find the bottom of this mystery"

(OOC: Sorry for not giving the details of my starships previously)

The Sniper cruiser of Gabriel, named as the Von Braun, was at the sector of the space where the battle happened. Its radars have found one of the destroyed alien vessels as its thrusters and engines adjusted to match and surpass the constant speed of the debris moving through the emptiness of space. It would take it 25 minutes to reach that debris for scavenging any technological goods. When traveling at relativistic speeds it would holster all its weapon systems inside its hull as otherwise they would not be able to stand the kinetic energy of particles during such travel.


MCLR-450 "Von Braun" Long Range Missile Cruiser (http://www.fourmilab.ch/cship/figures/Jshipst.jpg)
Length: 450 meters
Aft Width: 150 meters
Aft Height: 170 meters
Crew(current): 150 LHCR-1 Segund Man Humanoid Combat Robots (http://z4.invisionfree.com/NSDraftroom/index.php?showtopic=1714)
Weapon sytems: 1 dorsal and 1 ventral turrets armed with 60mm-0.001c C301 anti-cruiser rail guns, 16 light/medium missile turret mounts, 14 medium/heavy missile turret mounts, 4 vertical launch cells, 40 30mm point defense autocannons.
Ammunition loadout: 7,200 60x480mm EC rounds, 80,000 30x240mm rounds, 192 Spacewinder MK-4 long range missiles, 168 Spacewinder MK-5 missiles, 16 quad-packed 300 megatons heavy Helium-3 fusion missiles.
Flight Decks: 2 with total capacity of either 2 FIS-185 Asterisk Interceptor Corvettes/Space Fighters, 4 fusion fireships or 4 Scissor Standard Dropships
Ideal Range of Engagement: Against targets between 300 kilometers and 50 kilometers of distance.
Systems: Advanced Planetary Scanner. 650 kilometers effective range advanced multi-frequency passive RADAR, advanced active protection sensor systems, Advanced lock and targeting system capable of engaging 12 simultaneous target.
Maximum Ideal Relative Combat Speed (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Relative_velocity): MACH 8.5(2,890 meters per second)
Primary Acceleration(Manned): 1g
Primary Acceleration(Unmanned) 4g
Vectorial Acceleration: 0.2g pitch, yaw and roll, 0.3g z-axis, 0.4g y-axis and 1g reverse-speed acceleration.
Primary Engine System: 4 Aft Helium-3 Fusion Engines (http://science.howstuffworks.com/fusion-propulsion1.htm).
Total of Thrusters: 20
Range: 30 light-years
Class: Multi-role Long Range Missile Cruiser Interstellar C-ship
The Sniper is an interstellar starship specially designed for very long-range interdictions and near speed of light travel.


The scissor, now approaching the orbit of Londim, is only armed for defensive purposes, considering its mission profile as an SSTO/VTOL spaceplane to transport supplies and troops.


DSA-84 "Victoria" Scissor Standard Dropship (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/X-30_NASP_3.jpg)
Length: 84 meters
Wingspan: 102 meters
Height: 22 meters
Crew(current): 50 LHCR-1 Segund Man Humanoid Combat Robots, freelancer Gabriel Gonzales.
Weapon Systems: 8 30mm point-defense autocannons, 1 dorsal mounted RG-1500A Gamma Ray Laser turret, 25 anti-ballistic Spacewinder MK-1 point-defense missile pylons mounted on the top of the wings.
Ammunition Loadout: 16,000 30x240mm rounds, 25 Spacewinder MK-1 point-defense missiles
Flight Decks: None
Transport Capacity: 2 Solar Guard regiments or 1 Mobile Squad armored regiment.
Standard Payload(VTOL): 350 tons
Maximum Payload(STOVL (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/STOVL)): 400 tons
Ideal Range of Engagement: Between 7,000 and 1,000 meters
Systems: Advanced Planetary Scanner, 500 kilometers effective range multi-frequency passive RADAR, active protection sensor systems. Locking and targeting system capable of engaging 4 simultaneous targets.
Maximum Ideal Relative Combat Speed (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Relative_velocity)(Both Atmospheric and Orbital): MACH 5 (1,700 m/s)
Primary Acceleration(Manned): 1g
Primary Acceleration(Unmanned): 3g
Vectorial Acceleration(Orbital Flight): 0.1g pitch, yaw and roll, 0.2g z-axis, 0.2g y-axis and 0.5g reverse-speed acceleration.
Rate of Climb(atmospheric): 850 m/s
Primary Engine system: 1 Helium-3 Fusion powered Advanced Aerospike Engine (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aerospike_engine)
Total of Thrusters: 12
Range: 100 Astronomical Units(Orbital), Virtually Unlimited(Atmospheric)
Class: Standard Single-Stage-To-Orbit and Vertical Take-Off and Landing Stellar Dropship Spaceplane (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spaceplane)
the Scissor is the primary Dropship of the Solar Communes Armada, used to land the Solar Guard and Mobile Squads into the surface of a planet. It's the smallest craft with an artificial gravity system. Thanks to its adjustable nano heat shield it can be used to land on atmospheres of planets with average surface temperature ranging from -100 to 400 degrees Celsius and its aerospike engine can adjust its thrust for gravities from 0 to 3g.


"Autopilot engaged. Entering atmosphere.", the system announced directly into his mind as the dropship started to incline its nose up for atmospheric entry at the unknown planet, as it continue to move perpendicularly through it.
"Heat shields at full power... entry in 3 seconds".

The dropship started to heat at over 1500 degrees Celsius (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fd/Stsheat.jpg) against its flat bottom as it started to enter the atmosphere of Londim, provoking a strong resistance of high velocity air flow against its direction, being resisted by the reinforced heat shields of thermal insulating nano-materials. As soon as it entered the upper atmosphere it started to take advantage of its drag to brake the speed of the spaceplane as he checked the latitude and longitude coordinates to the spaceport and the aerospike engine adjusted its drag to atmospheric flight. He could see the facilities from afar as the 4 lift thrusters started at about 1,000 meters of altitude from the base and the primary engines shut down.
"This is freelancer Gabriel, requesting permission to land"
Logically his permission was granted as would be expected. His vehicle gradually started to slowly reduce its falling speed to a very slow rate as it landed in the landing bay of it showering of flames from the 4 thrusters as it landed vertically over it. He could notice several much larger crafts as his mind crossed on how they could make atmospheric landings, although he imagined they worked by the similar principles of the 500 meters long and 250 meters wingspan Borealis Naval Dropship, although some of them were not aerodynamic at all, however his own dropship wasn't unnoticeable either, specially because of its overall retro 20th century look and aesthetics. ´"Must be some really powerful vectorial thrusters there"´, he thought as another thought crossed his mind as he landed there. Solar Communes never had good experience with non-human sentiences, and they slowly acquired a crippling xenophobia against all aliens to the point of extremism, the words of a certain book mentioning a certain phrase done by one of the most devout believers of "It's Either Us or Them" stroke to his mind:

´To be Ruthless
To be Tyrant
To be Homicidal
To be Scum
To be Hunted
Those are the signs of the Alien
To be Killed, That is the fate of the Alien
To be Extinct, For that is the fate of all Aliens
´

He took a deep breath and tried to forget it. It was not the time nor the place to demonstrate his disgust of non-humans. He quickly got down to the lower deck of all of them, Deck 3, where the 15 meters wide landing platform started to lower and incline as four humanoid combat robots dressed in black OSA uniforms like him, coldly and lifelessly followed him like bodyguards, armed with rail guns as he headed to the outside. The sight of the non-humans, from kitsunes to others, was making his skin crawl as he was taught that it is only a matter of time before non-human species attempt to reach the "top of the food chain" if they do not do it first and he seemed to look at them as if they were about to kill him. He tried to disguise his crippling xenophobia, while several unintelligible superficial thoughts in cacophony of sentient, both human and alien thoughts were perceived by his psychically gifted mind as he forced a smile to the official awaiting him there and said:

"Greetings sir! And I am sorry for being late. Where is the briefing or meeting room regarding this Project Fusion?"

"No, neither have we. That's why the APN wanted a Battlecruiser to investigate. The Science Council wanted a Dreadnought to escort one of their own ships to the planet. But the APN said no because we couldn't spare either a Dreadnought or a Science Ship. So we got the job" Mason smiled "I must admit, I am curious to find the bottom of this mystery"
"As am I. It will certainly be something to add to our database." Lintel was intterupted by the sudden arrival of the final party member, a human. Four robot bodyguards flanked him, armed with railguns. The man himself was a good actor, and most would not be able to tell what he was hiding. But Lintel was experienced, and she saw the flash of disgust in his eyes. The Xiscapians had had experience with xenophobes, from the Imitators to the SASM to the Calaverans to the IoM. Nevertheless, diplomacy demanded her polite feigned ignorance. "Greetings. The briefing was planned for tommorow, but now that you are here we may begin today. Admiral Lintel, Captain of the Starrider, Xiscapian Naval Fleet." She bowed.

Kaori began to stir from her slumber and gave Ginta a gentle kiss on his lips. Seeing their clothes scattered over the floor was more than enough evidence for others to see what had been going on.

She had needed this even with having a female lover. Just sometimes you needed a man and this was one of those times.

Kaori began to stir from her slumber and gave Ginta a gentle kiss on his lips. Seeing their clothes scattered over the floor was more than enough evidence for others to see what had been going on.

She had needed this even with having a female lover. Just sometimes you needed a man and this was one of those times.
Ginta shifted lazily, slowly opening his eyes. He kissed her back. "That was...wonderful. Hopefully we'll be able to do it again some time." he smiled at her, his black hair spread all over the pillow. And those Nuzz-ball jerks said he'd never get a girl, and die a virgin! If only they could see me now. Science scores another victory.

Mason, as well recognised like Lintel, the hatred in the eyes of the Humanoid. However, he too decided that diplomacy was the greater part of valour and pretended to not notice the hate
"Welcome to Londim. I am Captain Mason of the Alversian People's Starship Formidable. Would it be rude to ask your own name?" He asked politely.

"You were wonderful as well" Kaori purred as she cuddled into Ginta.

"Perhaps we could get to do this again since the briefing dosen't start until tomorrow and we've finished the work we set ourself" she added as she kissed him again.

###

Meanwhile Dr Fujimoto was about to turn in for the night as well having drawn similiar conclusions to her Captain. Ari had a lover on board ship so wasn't too worried about picking up somebody here.

She had a small supper which was transported down along with a normal service uniform for her and the Captain. Their ships chef had outdone herself with the riceballs and sushi although.

"As am I. It will certainly be something to add to our database."

"Likewise, Imagine if it is a sentient planet. It'll be the discovery of the century" Mason smiled at the thought, "We would be rather famous, well, I would, your name is already quite renown for...uh...." he hesitated to mention the event.

"You were wonderful as well" Kaori purred as she cuddled into Ginta.

"Perhaps we could get to do this again since the briefing dosen't start until tomorrow and we've finished the work we set ourself" she added as she kissed him again.
"True, but we should report our findings. After we do so, then?" he winked at her as he rose from the bed and began pulling on his clothes. Ginta was no magnificant specimen of male kitsune beauty, but he was not ugly nor unattractive. He had simply never acted on his natural looks before, prefering to focus his attentions purely at the academic level.

"I'll join you once I've gotten a shower" Kaori softly replied. She gave him another kiss after she slipped out of the bed as she was heading to the bathroom.

The sound of running water showed she would be ready soon enough. She always took the time to do things right.

Nevertheless, diplomacy demanded her polite feigned ignorance. "Greetings. The briefing was planned for tommorow, but now that you are here we may begin today. Admiral Lintel, Captain of the Starrider, Xiscapian Naval Fleet." She bowed.

As with all psychics of the OSA, Gabriel also had his moments interrupted by occasional flashbacks of memory, as he struggled to offer a handshake the kitsune, a flashback occurred as his eyes started to seem distant and detached from reality:

´It was an auditory in the middle of Bakunin Space Station. He sat on the first row of chairs watching a man who struggled to attempt to stand for his point of view, his voice was clear and convincing:
"Why, after we have finally broken and surpassed all the prejudices of skin color and ethnicity, becoming united as a race, did we create another form of prejudice? Why do you take the burgeoise and pro-capitalist Darwinism as a justification of an unreasonable point of view regarding sentience, considering the fact that if the "Survival of the Fittest" was an absolute truth, our social order of direct democracy, cooperation and voluntary association would never have worked in the first place? How can you be sure all non-human sentient life forms will be exactly like those we had the unfortunate luck of discovering recently?", a man said in his speech to some young people of the Armada as most already departed, ignoring his words. But Gabriel, among about three quarters of the more open minded audience, still listened as he could sense that the mind of that man only had noble intentions, and even though he did not agree with his point of view, he was interested in listening his attempt to prove that considering all aliens as enemies was a foolish and prejudice-filled action. He them presented a single question as he opened his space for question:
"Do we have any proof that aliens seeking peaceful relationships with human civilizations exist? I do not believe so. Now do we have proof that there are aliens which if in contact with us would compete for supremacy, including becoming a threat to our own race? Yes, those events of the late year are a proof of that. Now how do you explain the fact that while we have found no single inch of evidence of alien life forms, our first contact was a disastrous war which gave us as the only option extinguishing those alien species from our planet Glacius?"
The man looked straight at him as he answered:
"THEIR planet mister Gabriel. They lived and evolved in Glacius eons before we even existed as Homo Sapiens, and remained living in secret before we discovered and damaged their natural habitat with our Moho Mines, so the truth is that we invaded a planet and provoked mass killing against sentient species for our own interests as a race. But we really had no choice in this matter, and I am aware they refused to reason to diplomacy, although their way of thinking, communication and sentience are things that puzzle us even now as they are a truly alien sentience rather than humanoid beings who took a different evolutionary path. This was an unfortunate situation Gabriel, but it happening in a single Planet does not make of it an universal rule regarding contacts among sentient species."
He simply did not reply, but instead tried to understand what he meant. However arguments like these were never easy to accept for one who lost his sister during an attack of those creatures. He however looked as others with better arguments than him slowly teared apart, one by one, every argument that man pointed against the hatred and distrust of aliens, as that was the reason why most remained until the end, and he could sense the sadness coming from that man as he tried the rebuttal of those counter-arguments without success, due to the collective pressure against him. Gabriel glanced the man, who was sitting down on the podium with his head down like someone who lost a challenge, and he approached him, climbing the podium, as he said to him:
"I intend to become a freelancer and to explore the stars one day, maybe then I might see that you were not wrong, or maybe not". The man simply replied:
"I would be very grateful if you could bring any, any evidence that there are non-human sentiences which are friendly and seek peace rather than war." as he could feel the soothing calmness of the mind of Gabriel touching his own with psychic energies. He simply left without any word though, leaving that defeated man to his fate. However suddenly Gabriel's voice could be heard in his mind "If I find any evidence during my travels that I am wrong and not all aliens are hostile, I will bring them to you".´

As he regained his senses to reality, he could see people asking whether he was all right and a kitsune shaking him. He simply nodded "I am fine, thanks", as he sent a thought input signal to his infolink, which now would record all image from his optical nerve and sound from his hearing and transmit them to the computer of his dropship. His initial phobia of those aliens have mostly passed as his initial perception of them was for now, proved wrong, but his mind still wondered on the possibility they were simply pretending to be friendly. Either way he had to await to discover the truth regarding those sentient humanoids later. He found it adequate to present himself to both Lintel and Mason.

"I am a former OSA psi-corps member and now I work as a freelancer. My name Gabriel Gonzales, I came from the Confed and I am the owner of the Victoria over there and of the Von Braun which is flying by itself and waiting for me in Space"

One of the human-like robots extend his hand as well, which was alike to an human hand and equally covered by skin, as Gabriel sent him a command through his infolink, he said with a human, but emotionless voice:

"Greetings, I am Unit 005, I still did not activate a random name generator as it is not deemed necessary. My specialty is Urban combat and personal defense. My current mission is to protect Gabriel Gonzales and assist him in planet Fusion."

Gabriel then interrupted the robot as he looked at Lintel, his frightened stare passed and he seemed genuinely friendlier. He still awaited her to shake his hand, as he did not remember whether she did it or not while the flashback was happening and that could be a part of the evidence of friendly aliens that man he met a long time ago asked from him.

"I'll join you once I've gotten a shower" Kaori softly replied. She gave him another kiss after she slipped out of the bed as she was heading to the bathroom.

The sound of running water showed she would be ready soon enough. She always took the time to do things right.
Ginta nodded as he finished buttoning his shirt. A shower would be nice...he smiled. He took his clothes back off and silently entered the bathroom. He could see Kaori though the frosted glass. He yanked the door open and jumped in, grinning widely. "Surprise."
"Likewise, Imagine if it is a sentient planet. It'll be the discovery of the century" Mason smiled at the thought, "We would be rather famous, well, I would, your name is already quite renown for...uh...." he hesitated to mention the event.
"Collusion? Captain, do not insult me by assuming that I cannot handle a word. Anyway, it would be nice to be known for something good, or at least interesting, rather than horrible and disastorious."

Gabriel then interrupted the robot as he looked at Lintel, his frightened stare passed and he seemed genuinely friendlier. He still awaited her to shake his hand, as he did not remember whether she did it or not while the flashback was happening and that could be a part of the evidence of friendly aliens that man he met a long time ago asked from him.
Lintel looked blankly at the hand for a moment, trying to remember what such a gesture meant. Then she suddenly realized. Of course! She extended her hand and shook limply for a moment before withdrawing her right hand to behind her back, where is had been before. "Greetings, Unit 005. I hope the day finds you and your master well?" She was testing the A.I. of the robot. Normally those droids involved in combat and strategy were very smart, but had little sociel functions found it a protocal droid.

"Hey" Kaori replied seeing Ginta slip in beside her. It was still a nice surprise and she closed the frosted glass door so they could play again and get clean as well.

She kissed him tenderly as her hands started to roam..

ooc: and the screen goes fuzzy again..;)

"Collusion? Captain, do not insult me by assuming that I cannot handle a word. Anyway, it would be nice to be known for something good, or at least interesting, rather than horrible and disastorious."

"That is true of all of us, Captain" Mason smiled again at their new guest
"As I said, welcome to Londim. I assume that you are here to find about Project Fusion?"

"Hey" Kaori replied seeing Ginta slip in beside her. It was still a nice surprise and she closed the frosted glass door so they could play again and get clean as well.

She kissed him tenderly as her hands started to roam..

ooc: and the screen goes fuzzy again..
OOC: Lol
IC:
Some time later...
Ginta was now fully dressed and waiting for Kaori to come out. He had his hands in his pockets and whisled a tuneless little note as he looked around the bedroom. The sheets were rumpled and distrubed and Kaori's clothes were still scattered all over the floor.

Kaori had dried herself and walked into the room naked as she sorted out her clothes.

"Ginta, it was even better second time around" she softly said as she slipped on her panties and tight vest before her skirt, boots and dress uniform jacket followed.

The belt sash was the last to be tied and then she slipped her swords into it ready to face the others again. She had a contented happy smile on her face having reached the clouds and rain twice in the same evening.

(OOC for the LULZ: Xiscapia and Neo Kirisubo - :P SUFFER NOT :P (http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f284/kingcomrade/Warhammer/FurryExterminatus.jpg))


Lintel looked blankly at the hand for a moment, trying to remember what such a gesture meant. Then she suddenly realized. Of course! She extended her hand and shook limply for a moment before withdrawing her right hand to behind her back, where is had been before. "Greetings, Unit 005. I hope the day finds you and your master well?" She was testing the A.I. of the robot. Normally those droids involved in combat and strategy were very smart, but had little sociel functions found it a protocal droid.

"He is not my master, he is my teacher, and I am not aware of what feelings truly are. I am not self-aware, once and if I become self-aware and pass in the Turing Test I shall be granted complete citizenship rights. My linguistics software is advanced enough for understanding most phrases". His quantum neural network formulated the reply in fractions of seconds.

"That is true of all of us, Captain" Mason smiled again at their new guest
"As I said, welcome to Londim. I assume that you are here to find about Project Fusion?"

Gabriel looked at the man as he asked, trying to ascertain thoughts from the several ones to acquire bits and pieces of information:
"Yes... a living planet? Missing ships and colonization project failed. Strange final recordings of the rescue team?", he asked in a way that seemed at least strange, specially from how he was discovering such details. Also he looked at Lintel again and said before he could reply him:

"I am very sorry for... the way I looked at you. My people... you see... all non-human intelligent beings they found before were hostile, and they brought war, death and destruction to us... and thus most assumed that this was the way things would be. Also, I have a feeling you remembered of others who... hate your people senselessly. Who are those xenophobic civilizations? I am afraid I will be ashamed of standing like them before but I most know. The place where I came from has very little contact with other civilizations and we know very little of them."

Commander Tarnis noted the gathered party. He was a bit suspicious of Gabriel, as he was Half-Kitsune himself however he let the thoughts pass to give Gabriel benefit of doubt.

"As the majority are here, I believe the meeting should begin shortly. We can discuss theories and ideas in Conference Room 6. Follow me please."

Tarnis walked ahead with the 10 Rogues following him waiting for the rest to follow.

Kaori had dried herself and walked into the room naked as she sorted out her clothes.

"Ginta, it was even better second time around" she softly said as she slipped on her panties and tight vest before her skirt, boots and dress uniform jacket followed.

The belt sash was the last to be tied and then she slipped her swords into it ready to face the others again. She had a contented happy smile on her face having reached the clouds and rain twice in the same evening.
"Ah, it was, it was." Ginta's comm beeped. "Ginta? Are you there?" "Yes Admiral?" "Ginta, conference room six, stat." "Got it, Admiral." Ginta turned around to face Kaori. "Time to go."

"I am very sorry for... the way I looked at you. My people... you see... all non-human intelligent beings they found before were hostile, and they brought war, death and destruction to us... and thus most assumed that this was the way things would be. Also, I have a feeling you remembered of others who... hate your people senselessly. Who are those xenophobic civilizations? I am afraid I will be ashamed of standing like them before but I most know. The place where I came from has very little contact with other civilizations and we know very little of them."
"Firstly were the Infected and the Imitators, but they are a parasitic race without a culture, and are being destroyed within our boarders even now. The North Calaverans were a race of xenophobic humans who took non humans aboard their Observer ships and experimented on them, dissecting them and generally tourturing them. Though our actions and the actions of several other species, they are all but extinct from the galaxy. The SASM, likewise, have been destoryed and experimented on all beings in the same of science. SASM stands for Society for the Advancement of Social Medicine."
OOC: Londim, your Commander is Half Kitsune? I my culture, this makes him a Halfbreed, human and kitsune, and is a topic of very hot discussion in the Empire and Republic at the moment.

"Ah, it was, it was." Ginta's comm beeped. "Ginta? Are you there?" "Yes Admiral?" "Ginta, conference room six, stat." "Got it, Admiral." Ginta turned around to face Kaori. "Time to go."


"Firstly were the Infected and the Imitators, but they are a parasitic race without a culture, and are being destroyed within our boarders even now. The North Calaverans were a race of xenophobic humans who took non humans aboard their Observer ships and experimented on them, dissecting them and generally tourturing them. Though our actions and the actions of several other species, they are all but extinct from the galaxy. The SASM, likewise, have been destoryed and experimented on all beings in the same of science. SASM stands for Society for the Advancement of Social Medicine."
OOC: Londim, your Commander is Half Kitsune? I my culture, this makes him a Halfbreed, human and kitsune, and is a topic of very hot discussion in the Empire and Republic at the moment.

OOC: Yeah. Tarnis is half human, half kitsune. The two races have been close from the very beginning.

Gabriel looked at the man as he asked, trying to ascertain thoughts from the several ones to acquire bits and pieces of information:
"Yes... a living planet? Missing ships and colonization project failed. Strange final recordings of the rescue team?", he asked in a way that seemed at least strange, specially from how he was discovering such details. Also he looked at Lintel again and said before he could reply him:

"I am very sorry for... the way I looked at you. My people... you see... all non-human intelligent beings they found before were hostile, and they brought war, death and destruction to us... and thus most assumed that this was the way things would be. Also, I have a feeling you remembered of others who... hate your people senselessly. Who are those xenophobic civilizations? I am afraid I will be ashamed of standing like them before but I most know. The place where I came from has very little contact with other civilizations and we know very little of them."

"Not to worry, We have had our fair share of Xenophobic races. In fact. we have recently defeated one at a great cost of ships and Crew. We are not quite as unfriendly as the others" Mason then turned to follow Tarnis to the briefing room
"Maybe we shall find out something about this miracle planet" He smiled.

Kaori nodded and hit her own crossed swords comm badge calling Dr Fujimoto.

Bedtime would have to wait until this matter was dealt with. Then perhaps the rest of the night could be just as much fun.

Until then they had work to do. So she left with Ginta knowing her colleague would catch them up.

Kaori nodded and hit her own crossed swords comm badge calling Dr Fujimoto.

Bedtime would have to wait until this matter was dealt with. Then perhaps the rest of the night could be just as much fun.

Until then they had work to do. So she left with Ginta knowing her colleague would catch them up.
Soon enough they arrived at Conference room six, beating the others by a minute or so. Lintel and her Black Guards arrived soon enough, along with most of the rest.
OOC: Paddy, did you catch that little tidbit about Commander Taris?

Soon enough they arrived at Conference room six, beating the others by a minute or so. Lintel and her Black Guards arrived soon enough, along with most of the rest.
OOC: Paddy, did you catch that little tidbit about Commander Taris?

OOC: What part?

As he headed to the briefing room he listened to the reply of Lintel.

"Firstly were the Infected and the Imitators, but they are a parasitic race without a culture, and are being destroyed within our boarders even now. The North Calaverans were a race of xenophobic humans who took non humans aboard their Observer ships and experimented on them, dissecting them and generally tourturing them. Though our actions and the actions of several other species, they are all but extinct from the galaxy. The SASM, likewise, have been destoryed and experimented on all beings in the same of science. SASM stands for Society for the Advancement of Social Medicine."

Another flash memory came to him, during a class of politics:
´"These are the common features of a fascist or totalitarian civilization: the extreme jingoism, constant surveillance, use of torture, a common external enemy, usually in the shape of an ideological, religious or ethnic minority and a excessively hierarchical and centralized chain of command"´, he remembered, a memory which quickly faded as he reached the conference room and asked to Lintel, as she was escorted by the Black Guards, he sought to sat as near from her as possible as he wanted to talk further:

"I... sorry if this is intrusive but I can... read thoughts. And I think I heard a thought of yours regarding something called Imperium of Man. What is that? Some type of Police State? Because somehow it had become more... how should I say? It has a name which seems too familiar"

Far from being surprised, the Alversians were used to teleportations and Mason's First Officer, Daniels approached Captain Xavier
"Nice to see you Captain. Welcome to Londim. I am Lieutenant Commander Daniels of the Alversian People's Starship Formidable. I don't believe our two people have previously met?" She asked innocently.

Xavier responded his hands placed behind him as he said in a professional and diplomatic voice with a smile.

"Well, It is always a pleasure to meet new races, the Terran Federation is always looking for new contacts"

His marines dispersed, moving to rather good coverage positions, their rifles in hand as they stood looking out in to space

"I... sorry if this is intrusive but I can... read thoughts. And I think I heard a thought of yours regarding something called Imperium of Man. What is that? Some type of Police State? Because somehow it had become more... how should I say? It has a name which seems too familiar"
"It is...yes, and no. I was not going to mention them, but I suppose I should. The Imperium of Man, or IoM, is a entirely human based society. They have an extreme trait of xenophobia, regarding humans, man, as the universe's rightful heirs. Their mission is to destroy all races which are not human. They are vast and powerful, a coalition of IoM nations. There is a branch, I suppose you could call it, which we know as Chaos. These worship and draw power from a number of gods, and use this power to their own twisted ends to bring about Chaos for all time in all the universe. They and the IoM are enemies, and often at war."
OOC: What part?
Tarnis is a Halfbreed!

Mason and most of his team arrived at the Conference room and took up positions beside the Xiscapians. They were rather looking forward to finding out what all this meant

Xavier responded his hands placed behind him as he said in a professional and diplomatic voice with a smile.

"Well, It is always a pleasure to meet new races, the Terran Federation is always looking for new contacts"

His marines dispersed, moving to rather good coverage positions, their rifles in hand as they stood looking out in to space

"Likewise Captain" Daniels gave her own diplomatic smile and nodded, "The Alversian Republic is always happy to meet new races. Expand our knowledge. Just out of curiousity, how does your Federation work? You are humans but do you administrate or protect other races?"

Kaori was pleased to see the Federal Union delegation and introduced her self to them.

"I'm Captain Kaori Mikato and my Colleague is Dr Ari Fujimoto my CMO" she gently said knowing of the shared history the starfleets shared but this being her first time meeting an TFU Commander on a mission.

Xavier responded as he held his hand out with a professional smile coming up on his face his teeth almost glinting in the stereotypical advertisement style.

"My federation is a Multi party technodmocracy, we generally intervene in local affairs only when some thing unsavory is happening.

He then turned over to the Kirisuboin commander holding his hand out again with the same smile "its pleasure to meet you" I am Capitan Xavier of the Terran Ship Orion.

Xavier responded as he held his hand out with a professional smile coming up on his face his teeth almost glinting in the stereotypical advertisement style.

"My federation is a Multi party technodmocracy, we generally intervene in local affairs only when some thing unsavory is happening.

He then turned over to the Kirisuboin commander holding his hand out again with the same smile "its pleasure to meet you" I am Capitan Xavier of the Terran Ship Orion.
Lintel overheard. "I am Admiral Lintel, Captain of the Starrider. We have heard of TFU, and seen your ships from afar, and we have been impressed. However, I do not believe any actual contact has ever been inititated, so let me be the first to bring warm greetings to The Fedral Union from the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia."

OOC: Well Halfbreeds are only rare now. In the future there will be more and more of them as Xis-Alvo matings increase. What I'm going to show you in the Civil War thread is Uber-rare.

OOC: Ah...another bloody one! I thought they were supposed to be uber-rare? Maybe not.

IC:

Daniels smiled as well
"A bit like our own Republic then. By the people for the people, that's our motto. We are a completely democratic people and have fought in the past to maintain our freedom and the freedom of others. I assume you have been brought here by Project Fusion?" She asked.

Kaori shook Captain Xavier's hand and then returned a little bow.

Now she knew most of the interested parties in this mission she felt more comfortable. Knowing she had allies here would make her life so much easier.

She hadn't heard of the IoM before so listened very carefully.

(OOC: Diplomacy with the Imperium (http://granitegrok.com/diplomacy.jpg).

And I have plans for a new genetically modified human species known as the Homo Sapiens Photosyntheticus in the future as a result of a radical sect of Vegetarianism, and as a part of a longevity research. The "Green Man", besides the normal man, giant man and spaceman)

Gabriel seemed to become somewhat frightened as he explained what the Imperium of Man was.

This Imperium of Man seemed to share the type of fascist and totalitarian ideology that clashed with the Third Commune by the time of the Global Community - Confederation Internationale War where they lost the war, but escaped to the Gliese 581 system with the sleeper ships. Hopefully they had no idea of the existence of Solar Communes, because there is only one word to have with Police States who claim to unify the entire humanity through force should they find them. The "word" of hundreds of heavy payload fusion missiles, fireships, boarding ships and c-frac cannons for as long as they could stand against them.

Regarding Chaos, it was not something new at all for them. What they knew as the Shadow of the Universe, the same parallel universe from where he came from, was what the Imperium knew as the Immaterium. What they called as psychic entities were the same beings known as daemons by IoM and they already knew about some of the "gods" of Chaos as well. He simply answered her:

"Thanks for explaining me on this Imperium, that was something new but not unexpected considering how things were on Earth last time my people presenced it. I already knew about Chaos but I don't believe it is a as black and white thing as it seems to be, I believe it is instead a manifestation of Jungian Shadows: fears, repressed thoughts, social taboos, that type of thing that highly authoritarian societies tend to feed in large scale, and thus it will ironically vanish... once entities like this Imperium, which seems to be their enemies but instead are the breeders of them, cease to exist. We had contact with this Chaos before... not very friendly contact.

In fact I was being persecuted by what were probably 5 corvettes pledged to Chaos when I entered Londim space from the Shadow because it seems they really want to get people who have psychic habilities. I took a gateway, or what could be called a Chaos Gate, to the Shadow of the Universe, which is very close to my home system. And I almost lost my mind while I was inside that realm trying to force my will over a segment of it to protect me. This is the reason I did not bring other sentient beings with me, they would probably have become controlled by those things and would-be gods that inhabit that realm."

OOC: Well Halfbreeds are only rare now. In the future there will be more and more of them as Xis-Alvo matings increase. What I'm going to show you in the Civil War thread is Uber-rare.

OOC that was something i did not want to read at 5:59am

(OOC: Diplomacy with the Imperium (http://granitegrok.com/diplomacy.jpg).

And I have plans for a new modified human species Homo Sapiens Photosyntheticus in the future as a result of a radical sect of Vegetarianism, and as a part of a longevity research. The "Green Man", besides the normal man, giant man and spaceman)

Gabriel seemed to become somewhat frightened as she explained what the Imperium of Man was.

This Imperium of Man seemed to share the type of fascist and totalitarian ideology that clashed with the Third Commune by the time of the Global Community - Confederation Internationale War where they lost the war, but escaped to the Gliese 581 system with the sleeper ships. Hopefully they had no idea of the existence of Solar Communes, because there is only one word to have with Police States who claim to unify the entire humanity through force should they find them. The "word" of hundreds of heavy payload fusion missiles, fireships, boarding ships and c-frac cannons for as long as they could stand against them.

Regarding Chaos, it was not something new at all for them. What they knew as the Shadow of the Universe, the same parallel universe from where he came from, was what the Imperium knew as the Immaterium. What they called as psychic entities were the same beings known as daemons by IoM and they already knew about some of the "gods" of Chaos as well. He simply answered her:

"Thanks for explaining me on this Imperium, that was something new but not unexpected considering how things were on Earth last time my people presenced it. I already knew about Chaos but I don't believe it is a as black and white thing as it seems to be, I believe it is instead a manifestation of Jungian Shadows: fears, repressed thoughts, social taboos, that type of thing that highly authoritarian societies tend to feed in large scale, and thus it will ironically vanish... once entities like this Imperium, which seems to be their enemies but instead are the breeders of them, cease to exist. We had contact with this Chaos before... not very friendly contact.

In fact I was being persecuted by what were probably 5 corvettes pledged to Chaos when I entered Londim space from the Shadow because it seems they really want to get people who have psychic habilities. I took a gateway, or what could be called a Chaos Gate, to the Shadow of the Universe, which is very close to my home system. And I almost lost my mind while I was inside that realm trying to force my will over a segment of it to protect me. This is the reason I did not bring other sentient beings with me, they would probably have become controlled by those things and would-be gods that inhabit that realm."
Lintel nodded sympathetically. "We were offered an alliance of sorts with one of the largest Chaos nations, but we declined. Interestingly, Chaos seems to be more tolerant of xenos than the IoM. This is probably because they think their goal is inevitable."
OOC: Cereal (http://www.crazy-achmed.com/sponsoring/khornefl.jpg), anyone?
OOC that was something i did not want to read at 5:59am
Two words, Isa: Doggy style.
See you in your nightmares. :D

snip

"Hmm, they sound quite a lot like our SASM" Mason stated as he listened to her, "They weren't exactly the most desireable to Allies either. Two wars, casualties of them both totalling billions. They really were not one of the universe's shining examples to follow." Even now, Mason shivered as he remembered the hulks of destroyed Alversian ships and those glowing red eyes, the mechanical voices.

Xavier' turned over to the Xiscapian delegate and held his hand out as hell.

"Its a pleasure to meet all these nations to say the least"

He turned back to Daniels and said with a professional nod.

"Indeed we have, hopefully things will not get dicey with this gathering of nations, we have seen things happen before, when large numbers of countries gather to do some thing. Thankfully in case that happens we have a couple of HD spike driver cannons to straiten it out"

He smiled almost sadistically and chuckled a bit then straitens up, back to his professional tone.

Xavier' turned over to the Xiscapian delegate and held his hand out as hell.

"Its a pleasure to meet all these nations to say the least"

He turned back to Daniels and said with a professional nod.

"Indeed we have, hopefully things will not get dicey with this gathering of nations, we have seen things happen before, when large numbers of countries gather to do some thing. Thankfully in case that happens we have a couple of HD spike driver cannons to straiten it out"

He smiled almost sadistically and chuckled a bit then straitens up, back to his professional tone.

"Hopefully not, we have had a lot of trouble in the past few weeks and we would prefer to have at least one ship in one piece"

"I would prefer not to use my weapons either but sometimes we do have cause" Captain Mikato gently said showing the others hers was a peaceful people.

Except when they had to defend themselves and the they fought to the last woman and like demons.

Two words, Isa: Doggy style.
See you in your nightmares. :D
OOC
no Doggy style what pop into my head and made me spat out what i was eating,and you don't want to be in my nightmares ,mm Xis/isan mix only one way for that

OOC: thats enough please, Im here to rp about a plot not to learn about sex or have descriptions in my mind about kistunes doing it, please enough of it.)

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.

"Fusion was the first planet to terraformed in the outer reaches of this solar system. Being 5 Earth sizes, it was not going to be easy or cheap. The only reason it was chosen first was because scans showed huge amounts of resources such as irons and oil. As mentioned before there was no evidence of any other life on the planet, so the go ahead was given to terraform immediately.

Now you have all seen the initial reports and heard the final message. What I want now is your theories on what the hell happened."

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.

"Fusion was the first planet to terraformed in the outer reaches of this solar system. Being 5 Earth sizes, it was not going to be easy or cheap. The only reason it was chosen first was because scans showed huge amounts of resources such as irons and oil. As mentioned before there was no evidence of any other life on the planet, so the go ahead was given to terraform immediately.

Now you have all seen the initial reports and heard the final message. What I want now is your theories on what the hell happened."
"My honorable college Captain Kaori and I have several theories." Ginta raised his hand. "Captain?" he looked to Kaori for details.
OOC: thats enough please, Im here to rp about a plot not to learn about sex or have descriptions in my mind about kistunes doing it, please enough of it.)
That was out of line. I apologize.

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.

"Fusion was the first planet to terraformed in the outer reaches of this solar system. Being 5 Earth sizes, it was not going to be easy or cheap. The only reason it was chosen first was because scans showed huge amounts of resources such as irons and oil. As mentioned before there was no evidence of any other life on the planet, so the go ahead was given to terraform immediately.

Now you have all seen the initial reports and heard the final message. What I want now is your theories on what the hell happened."

Mason was the first to speak up
"Is it possible that a random fluctuation in the gravitional forces of the planet's atmosphere pulled the ships back onto the planet's surface?" He asked.

(OOC: a single mistyped "s" I done and everything starts to get confusing)

Lintel nodded sympathetically. "We were offered an alliance of sorts with one of the largest Chaos nations, but we declined. Interestingly, Chaos seems to be more tolerant of xenos than the IoM. This is probably because they think their goal is inevitable."


It was a bizarre thing that his voice could be heard while he was not saying anything to not disrupt the conference that just started as he sent a telepathic message to Lintel.

"Conveniently they are probably busier with the Imperium. And I suppose they might see my civilization as "useful" to their schemes as it opposes certain... manicheist manifestations of absolute order like the Imperium. Maybe it's the fact our society sprung up as and order seemingly out of chaos centuries ago and the presence of the Discordians, even though they are a joke religion rather than a serious "Cult of Chaos". Those forces of Chaos never tried to send any significant strike force against us besides what was only cannon fodder here and now, probably in some type of twisted sacrifice of their own followers, however getting into their realm is very, very dangerous."

"Hmm, they sound quite a lot like our SASM" Mason stated as he listened to him, "They weren't exactly the most desireable to Allies either. Two wars, casualties of them both totalling billions. They really were not one of the universe's shining examples to follow." Even now, Mason shivered as he remembered the hulks of destroyed Alversian ships and those glowing red eyes, the mechanical voices.

Now he was started to look like a strange human as another telepathic message reached Mason:

"Interesting... but that is something for later as now there are more urgent things to discuss. Suffice to say those hostiles have an uneasy truce with my solar system."

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.

"Fusion was the first planet to terraformed in the outer reaches of this solar system. Being 5 Earth sizes, it was not going to be easy or cheap. The only reason it was chosen first was because scans showed huge amounts of resources such as irons and oil. As mentioned before there was no evidence of any other life on the planet, so the go ahead was given to terraform immediately.

Now you have all seen the initial reports and heard the final message. What I want now is your theories on what the hell happened."

Gabriel then replied, by speaking, with another theory of his own:

"Would it be possible that some type of tractor beam or drag which was triggered by a sentient force pulled the ship against the atmosphere? I believe a planet like Fusion has enough pressure, should its core be hot, to host some... quite peculiar life forms which are not carbon based and have completely incomprehensible ways of sentience. Finally those reports seem to look like a psi-attack. And probably the 'survivor' the captain saw as someone whose mind was under control of another... sentient entity.", he added.

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.

"Fusion was the first planet to terraformed in the outer reaches of this solar system. Being 5 Earth sizes, it was not going to be easy or cheap. The only reason it was chosen first was because scans showed huge amounts of resources such as irons and oil. As mentioned before there was no evidence of any other life on the planet, so the go ahead was given to terraform immediately.

Now you have all seen the initial reports and heard the final message. What I want now is your theories on what the hell happened."

"Is it possible that random fluctuations in the planet's gravity well pulled the ships out of orbit?" Mason asked, "We need to eliminate all possibilities before we get on the theories of psi attacks or the habituation of bodies"

"Is it possible that random fluctuations in the planet's gravity well pulled the ships out of orbit?" Mason asked, "We need to eliminate all possibilities before we get on the theories of psi attacks or the habituation of bodies"
"I support the theory of gravitational fluctuations. However, I believe that this was done knowingly by a race or person already inhabiting the surface which scans had not picked up previously. I think that we should try to make contact with those on the planet, should there be anyone." Ginta paused. "Of course, this is all theory. I could be completly wrong."

"My honorable college Captain Kaori and I have several theories." Ginta raised his hand. "Captain?" he looked to Kaori for details.

"Commander we have a working theory. We believe Fusion is inhabited and these yet unknown native lifeforms can control gravity wells to suck down starships.

Since Captain Raynor was killed after his ship crashed I believe one of the natives did it.

These sentient life forms may not well show up on scans but as its already been suggested they could be carbon or copper based or even be without bodies altogether. At this moment its hard to tell but this was the theory Mr Ginta and myself came up with" she gently replied to the others.

Now she was working she was all business and it would be hard to tell from her what they had been up to earlier.

"Now that is a possibility" Mason agreed, "But how would a people learn to control the gravity of a planet to the point where it can be used to pull in ships like a tractor beam? It would have to be one advanced species for it to have occured to all the ships in so short a time."

"My honorable college Captain Kaori and I have several theories." Ginta raised his hand. "Captain?" he looked to Kaori for details.

"Commander we have a working theory. We believe Fusion is inhabited and these yet unknown native lifeforms can control gravity wells to suck down starships.

Since Captain Raynor was killed after his ship crashed I believe one of the natives did it.

These sentient life forms may not well show up on scans but as its already been suggested they could be carbon or copper based or even be without bodies altogether. At this moment its hard to tell but this was the theory Mr Ginta and myself came up with" she gently replied to the others.

Now she was working she was all business and it would be hard to tell from her what they had been up to earlier.

(OOC: a single mistyped "s" I done and everything starts to get confusing)



It was a bizarre thing that his voice could be heard while he was not saying anything to not disrupt the conference that just started as he sent a telepathic message to Lintel.

"Conveniently they are probably busier with the Imperium. And I suppose they might see my civilization as "useful" to their schemes as it opposes certain... manicheist manifestations of absolute order like the Imperium. Maybe it's the fact our society sprung up as and order seemingly out of chaos centuries ago and the presence of the Discordians, even though they are a joke religion rather than a serious "Cult of Chaos". Those forces of Chaos never tried to send any significant strike force against us besides what was only cannon fodder here and now, probably in some type of twisted sacrifice of their own followers, however getting into their realm is very, very dangerous."



Now he was started to look like a strange human as another telepathic message reached Mason:

"Interesting... but that is something for later as now there are more urgent things to discuss. Suffice to say those hostiles have an uneasy truce with my solar system."

Tarnis walked to the front turned off the lights of the conference room. Immediately a hologram of Fusion became visible in the middle of the room.

"Let us begin.", he said interrupting the exchange of welcomes.

"You are all gathered for one reason and that reason is Fusion. You have all read the basic information of Fusion but now we need to go into more detail. Please open your folders and take a look at the factsheet."

He waited while they did so.



Gabriel then replied, by speaking, with another theory of his own:

"Would it be possible that some type of tractor beam or drag which was triggered by a sentient force pulled the ship against the atmosphere? I believe a planet like Fusion has enough pressure, should its core be hot, to host some... quite peculiar life forms which are not carbon based and have completely incomprehensible ways of sentience. Finally those reports seem to look like a psi-attack. And probably the 'survivor' the captain saw as someone whose mind was under control of another... sentient entity.", he added.

"Is it possible that random fluctuations in the planet's gravity well pulled the ships out of orbit?" Mason asked, "We need to eliminate all possibilities before we get on the theories of psi attacks or the habituation of bodies"

"Possible and one of the theories we have been going through ourselves. However one of that magnitude is a major anomaly in the scientific field. At at that precise moment in time as the ships left. Almost a mathematical improbability.

It is also possible that our scanners did not pick up traces of other lifeforms. "

"I support the theory of gravitational fluctuations. However, I believe that this was done knowingly by a race or person already inhabiting the surface which scans had not picked up previously. I think that we should try to make contact with those on the planet, should there be anyone." Ginta paused. "Of course, this is all theory. I could be completly wrong."

"My honorable college Captain Kaori and I have several theories." Ginta raised his hand. "Captain?" he looked to Kaori for details.

"Commander we have a working theory. We believe Fusion is inhabited and these yet unknown native lifeforms can control gravity wells to suck down starships.

Since Captain Raynor was killed after his ship crashed I believe one of the natives did it.

These sentient life forms may not well show up on scans but as its already been suggested they could be carbon or copper based or even be without bodies altogether. At this moment its hard to tell but this was the theory Mr Ginta and myself came up with" she gently replied to the others.

Now she was working she was all business and it would be hard to tell from her what they had been up to earlier.

"If they are there then they are extremely intelligent to be able to control gravity wells and extremely hostile if they killed Raynor without mercy. We can try to make contact but I bet my life they would only be hostile to us."

"If they are there then they are extremely intelligent to be able to control gravity wells and extremely hostile if they killed Raynor without mercy. We can try to make contact but I bet my life they would only be hostile to us."

"Commander I would suggest sending unmanned probes into the atmosphere so we can try and detect the natives. They may not want to have relations with other species but unless we know where they are or anything about them first contact is going to be problamatic.

We won't know their future intentions unless contact is established. The probes we keep on the 'Fujiko bay' can be also programmed to transmit messages as well as record information" Kaori suggested.

"If they are there then they are extremely intelligent to be able to control gravity wells and extremely hostile if they killed Raynor without mercy. We can try to make contact but I bet my life they would only be hostile to us."

"Commander I would suggest sending unmanned probes into the atmosphere so we can try and detect the natives. They may not want to have relations with other species but unless we know where they are or anything about them first contact is going to be problamatic.

We won't know their future intentions unless contact is established. The probes we keep on the 'Fujiko bay' can be also programmed to transmit messages as well as record information" Kaori suggested.

"I agree. A probe may be the best way to gain intel at the lowest risk of losses amongst our own people" Mason stated, "As for First Contact, I think that would be better left until we can be absolutely certain that any Native on the planet are not the Xenophobic muderers they would so far seem to be. Caution is the better part of valour and I think we had better proceed with extreme caution. A probe would limit the risks to a certain degree"

" I agree with this course of action. If contact is established, I want to know why they killed our crews and I want the bodies of those murdered found and brought back home."

"Commander if you can supply us with a message you want broadcast that can be broadcast by our probes. Its a simple matter to transmit it in all known forms and codes" Kaori suggested.

"Commander if you can supply us with a message you want broadcast that can be broadcast by our probes. Its a simple matter to transmit it in all known forms and codes" Kaori suggested.

"The message I would like to send is:

Inhabitants of this planet. Identify yourselves. We are the Londimians. 5 years ago your planet was a target for terraformation. However all the crews we sent are now dead and we wish to know what you have done with them.

"Hmmm..." Mason was hesitant, "You may want to reword that message Commander, at the moment it is a bit...forceful. Perhaps a more diplomatic message will fetch better results?" He suggested, "Something a little less to the point?"

"If they wanted diplomacy then they wouldn't have killed my crews, if there is anything down there that is. There is also the possibillity that they won't understand us."

"Hmmm..." Mason was hesitant, "You may want to reword that message Commander, at the moment it is a bit...forceful. Perhaps a more diplomatic message will fetch better results?" He suggested, "Something a little less to the point?"

Captain Mikato had been about to repeat the message into her tricorder to store it when it looked like it might change.

So she held of until this was settled. Direct didn't always work best.

"If they wanted diplomacy then they wouldn't have killed my crews, if there is anything down there that is. There is also the possibillity that they won't understand us."
"There is also the possibility that those on the planet were acting in their own defense. Perhaps your terraforming was destroying their habitat. Maybe there are lifeforms there, but they are not responsible for the attack. And there is a very large chance that they would not be able to understand any kind of language we throw at them. But I am for sending a probe, behind the honorable Captain Mason's suggestion of a less forceful, more diplomatic message."

(OOC Trivia: In WH40k Universe, The Taus sent diplomats to negotiate with the Tyranids and with the Necrons, for the "Greater Good" :rolleyes:)

Gabriel have listened through the discussion for a while before giving his opinion:

"If whatever was there was seeking diplomacy or even a neutral being, they would only have attacked if attacked first. I don't believe it'll be possible to use diplomacy at all, and in fact as we have no idea of the means of communication or whether what attacked them is truly sentient or some form of parasite or predator means there might be no mean at all to communicate with those things besides the use of force. I doubt diplomacy would be an effective way of solving this issue unless you want to have Fusion as an empty planet for the centuries to come, awaiting for colonists from another civilization to get rid from whatever lies there of hostile creatures and take it from you.

And one more thing, considering its dimensions, how strong is the gravity of planet fusion? 3g?"

Ah crap we are late, Genesis thought to himself as they approached the conference. I hope they can forgive me.

"I am sorry were so late," said Genesis while blowing politely. "I am Commander Genesis Knightlord, leader of the Neo Zeon space fleet. Would someone be kind enough to fill me in on what i missed?"

OOC: Sorry i couldnt get on earlier

"Do not worry about being late. So far we are going over theories of why the crews went missing and the ships crashed. The theories so far proposed are that it was a scientific anomaly or there is a extremely intelligent sentient race that we have not encountered. Anyway I suggest we send this probe out otherwise we will never get answers."

"Ok thanks for bring me up to speed. Well if you wanna send a probe out, you could modify one of our mobile suits and use it for a probe. A least then you can arm it so it can defend itself and it would easy to control by remote."

Xavier just sat there he heard the entire briefing with his hands folded n the desk in front of him. He looked at every one now and again, his mind looking over the file sent to him via quantum entanglement in to his brain processor. He just looked up at the hologram, and then started to speak in his own diplomatically professional tone.

“I also believe the only recourse of action, is to send troops on to the planet, to scout out the area, and if possible find out what truly happened, we should not folly into firing at whatever did this first, for all we know you could have been seen as the aggressor encroaching on their habitat. and thus they considered themselves justified in attacking your teams”

He sighed and coughed a bit crossing his arms together as he looked around him. Mean while the Orion was over the planet, its massive form dwarfing most ships in the area.

The Commander of the ship was sitting back on his chair looking out towards the world bellow. The UTS Orion had just been refitted with some newer weapons, including new Polaris missiles, and more numerous Dark energy cannons ,It could carry a sizable company of marines some equipment and ground vehicles, as well as several SA-106 Super dolphins.

Xavier just sat there he heard the entire briefing with his hands folded n the desk in front of him. He looked at every one now and again, his mind looking over the file sent to him via quantum entanglement in to his brain processor. He just looked up at the hologram, and then started to speak in his own diplomatically professional tone.

“I also believe the only recourse of action, is to send troops on to the planet, to scout out the area, and if possible find out what truly happened, we should not folly into firing at whatever did this first, for all we know you could have been seen as the aggressor encroaching on their habitat. and thus they considered themselves justified in attacking your teams”

He sighed and coughed a bit crossing his arms together as he looked around him. Mean while the Orion was over the planet, its massive form dwarfing most ships in the area.

The Commander of the ship was sitting back on his chair looking out towards the world bellow. The UTS Orion had just been refitted with some newer weapons, including new Polaris missiles, and more numerous Dark energy cannons ,It could carry a sizable company of marines some equipment and ground vehicles, as well as several SA-106 Super dolphins.

"However, Commander, there is the fact that all of the ships sent were sucked into the planet's surface. We have no way of knowing that a Task Fleet will not suffer the same fate and we do not have the manpower to try" Mason cut in.

"However, Commander, there is the fact that all of the ships sent were sucked into the planet's surface. We have no way of knowing that a Task Fleet will not suffer the same fate and we do not have the manpower to try" Mason cut in.
"I agree. A simple unmanned probe, preferably multiple ones, to scout the surface. There is no need to send soldiers into a potentially dangerious situation when probes could do just as well." Ginta nodded.

"I agree. A simple unmanned probe, preferably multiple ones, to scout the surface. There is no need to send soldiers into a potentially dangerious situation when probes could do just as well." Ginta nodded.

"Thats a good point. There is no point in putting our soldiers in harms way if we can avoid it," replies Genesis.

The Captain had been listening to the theories... all of which proved to be quite well thought out. The Federal Unions idea of sending troops to inspect the planet was sound, and possible by using the dime-jumps gates avalible on his ship...

" I must disagree with the dismissal of sending troops to inspect the planets surface. I understand the gravity wells fluctuate on the planets orbital barrier which prevents to landing of troops in the conventional way. My ship is outfitted with limited Dime-jump gate producing abilities. My ship could make the dime jump gate on our ship to the planets surface, far enough away to allow a safe distance for all the ships here, and be able for us to place assets on the ground. And to further emplace safety for our troops, we have about 500 mass-production drone bodies which could be outfitted to recon. the landscape."

The Captain had been listening to the theories... all of which proved to be quite well thought out. The Federal Unions idea of sending troops to inspect the planet was sound, and possible by using the dime-jumps gates avalible on his ship...

" I must disagree with the dismissal of sending troops to inspect the planets surface. I understand the gravity wells fluctuate on the planets orbital barrier which prevents to landing of troops in the conventional way. My ship is outfitted with limited Dime-jump gate producing abilities. My ship could make the dime jump gate on our ship to the planets surface, far enough away to allow a safe distance for all the ships here, and be able for us to place assets on the ground. And to further emplace safety for our troops, we have about 500 mass-production drone bodies which could be outfitted to recon. the landscape."

Mason shook his head
"I'm still not satisfied that hundreds of drones on the surface will accomplise more than one Probe in the atmosphere. The Drones will alert any hostile natives on the planet's surface and, after listening to that final message, I would rather keep the provocations to a minimum until we know what we are up against. This is an investigation, not a military campaign" He reminded them.

Captain Mikato then gently spoke up.

"I believe that one probe in the atmosphere and a satellite in orbit will be enough. A Satellite may be too small to be noticed anyway and together these can keep us appraised of whats going on at ground level."

"I agree with both Captain Mason and Captain Mikato. A probe before anything else, and what the probe finds we may act on accordingly from there. Do we have to use the tiresome and outdated way of putting it to a vote, or can we all be convinced to see the smart solution?" Ginta had no malice in his words, merely annoyance that it was taking some people so long to see the correct way to handle the situation.

"Well it seems we all have to make a decision on how to proceed next. Do we sent troops, sent a few probes, or do we do both," proposes Commander Genesis.

"I would reckomend the option least likely to result in further deaths. To that end, I will vote for a probe" Mason stated firmly, "It is the best option, I think"

"I agree with Captain Mason," says Genesis. "To send troops to the surface would not be wise, I say lets send a probe first."

"Then it is agreed? The probe shall go first? If so then I say we start the preparations now. See what we are up against.", said Commander Tarnis.

"Then it is agreed? The probe shall go first? If so then I say we start the preparations now. See what we are up against.", said Commander Tarnis.
Ginta nodded enthusiastically. "I say we send a Neo Kirisubo probe. They seem to have the widest array of sensors and such." He looked around. "Unless The Federal Union has better probes? Or you?" he looked to Gabriel.

Ginta nodded enthusiastically. "I say we send a Neo Kirisubo probe. They seem to have the widest array of sensors and such." He looked around. "Unless The Federal Union has better probes? Or you?" he looked to Gabriel.

Mason smiled
"Our own Deep Space probes are not to be so easily dismissed, Doctor. However, in this case, I believe you are right. A Neo Kirisubo probe would be the better choice in this case. Unless the Federal Union wishes to donate one?" He asked politely.

Ginta nodded enthusiastically. "I say we send a Neo Kirisubo probe. They seem to have the widest array of sensors and such." He looked around. "Unless The Federal Union has better probes? Or you?" he looked to Gabriel.

Genesis silently observed everything that was happening infront of him from the back of the room. Well it seems that a plan has finally been decided, he thought to himself. "Well whose probes are we going to send?"

Captain Mikato had the feeling Neo Kirisuban technology was going to win out and she suggested "If you wish to use our probes I could host an officer from each fleet here on my ship.

Then you could see the probe feedback as we receive it. It can be piped to a science lab and you could all work from there."

Mason nodded
"That arrangement would suit us very well, very well indeed. I am not sure how the rest of you feel but this is the most reasonable plan to date"

Mason nodded
"That arrangement would suit us very well, very well indeed. I am not sure how the rest of you feel but this is the most reasonable plan to date"
"I concur." said Ginta. "This seems the most sensable plan."

The brave hide behind technology. The stupid hide from it. But the clever have technology, and hide it.

Gabriel seemed somewhat distracted during all the conference, keeping to his thoughts, as suddenly he heard the question arriving at him regarding Solar Communes probes, he quickly answered, remembering that his primary starship was busy scavenging technology from those alien ships and that they simply used robotic unmanned versions of their already existing ships rather than specifically designed probes.

"I am a freelancer, so I do not have access to such type of equipment on board", he explained to Ginta, and added: "That's all I have to say regarding probes, I'll trust on your judgment of which should be sent there"

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Dozens of Astronomical Units away, aboard the MCLR-450 "Von Braun"

The scraps floated through the emptiness of the space as the second flight deck of the Von Braun opened. It was approaching all the space debris in a lateral acceleration, and after a few minutes of lateral thrust, by using the opened flight deck as an improvised cargo bay the cruiser engulfed the debris of one the destroyed ships inside it as the docking ports closed again. Soon several robots entered inside that flight deck through its mobile catwalks and embark platforms to collect the debris and find anything of interest. It was presumed such alien ships had a very boxy and monolithic design (http://www.sfcanada.ca/spring2001/monolith.jpg) before being destroyed. The engine or what was the propulsion technology of that alien starship was completely obliterated and useless and thus separated to be discarded in space later. While pieces of hull were scanned as it was discovered they were based on unknown dieletric synthetic composites and on a stable solid synthetic transition metal which atomic properties were not shared by any period in the periodic table of elements. It was a new, which would be in the future classified as a Group 8, Period 8 element with 126 protons on its nucleus and thus atomic number 126, following a subatomic scan, it was in the same group of Iron and Hassium and in an entirely unknown period otherwise. It was somewhat more resistant than iron on its alloys, but its main feature of such alloy was its superior refractive and reflective properties comparable to those of ice or mirror.

There was no idea on how synthesizing such atom which was the basis of the obsidian-colored alloys in that ship's hull was possible as it was, with available science, considered to be impossible for such element to exist. After a test high energy laser was fired against a piece of it in a sector of Deck 1 dedicated to research and brought almost insignificant damages to it as it was reflected back in a 30º angle, it was concluded such hull technology was optimized against directed energy rather than ballistic weapons but otherwise nothing impressive at all, which explained why the c-frac projectiles managed to tear it apart. But also of notice was a still intact weapon from one of those corvettes. It was some type of very energy demanding supercollider, however further details would require its transport to a Solar Communes research facility. Reverse-engineering this alien technology would be challenging and probably take many decades, and that if Solar Communes had technology to power those things at all, although it was believed by the heuristics analysis algorithm that such particle accelerator was actually designed to generate micro black holes, and they only managed to defeat those corvettes as those weapons probably had a much inferior effective range compared to the C301 rail guns. Or maybe they were not there to kill him... as it's never possible to understand the motivations behind those who take side with the shadow of the Universe and its inherent chaos.

(OOC: Behold the technobabble! And don't worry, I won't call it Thiotimoline :P)

Mason nodded
"That arrangement would suit us very well, very well indeed. I am not sure how the rest of you feel but this is the most reasonable plan to date"

"That works for me," Genesis replies approvingly. "Lets go with that plan."

"So the Neo Kirisubo probes shall be prepped and launched while we monitor the situation from here. As it is agreed then I give you all leave to prepare what you must." said Commander Tarnis

Captain Mikato nodded and said "we can make a start once we return to our ship. Setting up the probe and satellite won't take long and either will launching them."

It looked like they'd be returning early to their ship but had plenty to do all the same.

"Right. Meeting is dismissed. Prep the probes and launch them. I will get MilComm (Military Communications) to patch into the probes so they can be monitored from here as well as your ship. I suggest everyone try and patch into it so we can relay whatever we receive quickly."

"Right. Meeting is dismissed. Prep the probes and launch them. I will get MilComm (Military Communications) to patch into the probes so they can be monitored from here as well as your ship. I suggest everyone try and patch into it so we can relay whatever we receive quickly."

"We shall set our recievers to pick up pick up any data being sent back from the Probe" Mason stated as he stood up, "It shouldn't be that hard to do and we can process and analyse the information as it comes in. This is the best way to ensure that no one else need die for this planet and it's mysteries."

The Hobbeebian Captain shook his head and thought to himself...

" This will only lead to more questions, but no one ever listens to the Hobbeebian"

As his thought was finished he stood up and said...

" I will have my ships say at a safe distance and retrieve ground data, subterranean data as well. Who knows maybe didn't detect surface dwelling lifeforms..."

"Right. Meeting is dismissed. Prep the probes and launch them. I will get MilComm (Military Communications) to patch into the probes so they can be monitored from here as well as your ship. I suggest everyone try and patch into it so we can relay whatever we receive quickly."
Ginta nodded. "We will view it from the Starrider." He looked to Lintel, who was busy typing away on a datapad. She nodded mutely as her long, flexible fingers sped over the keys. The two, along with their Guard, rose and left to prep the ship.

So the Kirisuban officers left but Kaori had a little meaningful glance at Ginta as they left.

So a little while later they were back on Fukido Bay with the Captain holding a department heads meeting. Tasks were assigned and with everyone knowing what they had to do they efficently departed and started them.

The main work would be done on modifying a probe to broadcast the agreed message and she let her comms officer and science officer loose on this.

She couldn't do much else and it was night on board her ship anyway. She headed to her cabin thinking about that cute Kitsune and all the fun they had.

So after taking of her uniform and a late supper from the replicator she slipped under her sheets and dreamed about Ginta.

Ginta and Lintel were on the bridge of the Starrider. Ginta was busy directing the techs and spacers:
"No, you fool, careful! Don't drop it, that scanner's worth more than your life!"
"Sorry Doctor, it's heavy."
"Well obviously! Dear gods man..."
"Doctor, does it go "red blue green" or "red green blue?"
Sigh. "Blue green red, technition."
"Ah, thank you."
"Patching...feed reponsive."
"All systems are green."
"Alright, we're ready to roll, ladies and gentlemen!"
The final plug was slotted and Ginta stood by the activation switch. A myrid of computer terminals, data readouts, screens and cables covered the center holograph generator. When the probes went though the atmosphere to the planet, the Xiscapians would have a perfect view.

"Right. Meeting is dismissed. Prep the probes and launch them. I will get MilComm (Military Communications) to patch into the probes so they can be monitored from here as well as your ship. I suggest everyone try and patch into it so we can relay whatever we receive quickly."

Hastly Genesis got back to his shuttle and returned back to Granada. he already gave word to connect to Londim's MilComm so he could observe the probes.

I wonder what we will see.. Genesis thought to himself as he entered the bridge. "Captain Lao, this should be should be interesting, don't u agree,"asked Genesis to the bridge captian Kira Lao. "Yes Commander, I think should be," replied Lao. "Hmm.... we will see, wont we Captain," smiled Genesis.
I guess there is nothing left to do then to wait and see thought Genesis.

Kaori Mikato didn't need much sleep so woke early while delta shift (the night shift) was still on the bridge.

So back in her normal jacket, skirt and boots uniform she checked up on her science officer and comms officer who had been burning the midnight oil aided by a lot of coffee.

This science lab now hosted the communications probe which could well make the mission a success. They also had a spare one just in case since you never knew what was going to happen.

So giving them a hand it was finally finished an hour later. She went to the bridge and her office to send a visual message back to Commander Tarnis.

She told him there was two probes constructed and everything was ready at the Kirisubans end.

Tarnis received the message and replied:

"MilComm is fully operational. All systems are prepped. We just wait for you to launch the probe."

Ginta opened a general broadcast channel. "Ready when you are. Kaori, if you're listening, I send my love. Commander Tarnis, we've hooked up to a live feed from the probe, we'll be able to see everything the probe does."

Kaori smiled back slightly from the screen on the Commanders desk and said "we'll be able to launch when we get to Fusion. It won't take long for MilComm to receive signals either."

She heard another call come through and split it to another channel. She smiled again hearing Ginta's voice and that the news they could also access the data.

"I hear you Ginta. We'll be ready to launch once we reach Fusion" she tenderly said.

"I hear you Ginta. We'll be ready to launch once we reach Fusion" she tenderly said.
"I hope it's not too long now. I am anxious to find out what events are occuring on this planet." said Ginta.

Kaori tapped a few buttons on her computer and made the signal with Ginta secure and private.

Now nobody else could listen in to what she said.

"We have to get there first but you won't have to wait too long to get a signal. I've made our line private as well and I miss you Ginta.

Don't let the Admiral work you too hard now."

She spoke tenderly and teased him slightly and since she had enabled visual communications he should have been able to see her soft smiling face on his screen.

"We have to get there first but you won't have to wait too long to get a signal. I've made our line private as well and I miss you Ginta.

Don't let the Admiral work you too hard now."

She spoke tenderly and teased him slightly and since she had enabled visual communications he should have been able to see her soft smiling face on his screen.
"I miss you too, Kaori." The link worked both ways, so his pale face with soft dark hair was visible to her. "So...of the theories proposed, which do you think is most likely?" Even on a secure channel, to a women who he had made love to not two hours ago, twice, he still wanted to talk about science and the mission at hand. Anything scientific facinated Ginta, and he hungerly devoured knowlege and retained nearly all of it.

Kaori smiled back seeing Ginta on her screen.

"Is this what a long distance relationship is supposed be like?" she gently asked before adding "I think we'll find native lifeforms down there but I think the gravity wells are being created by technology rather than by natural abilities."

She still felt warm feelings from their love making and she really wondered if a long distance relationship could work as well as her being a Samurai-Captain of a Neo Kirisuban starship.

There was so many unknowns but she would make the most of now.

Kaori smiled back seeing Ginta on her screen.

"Is this what a long distance relationship is supposed be like?" she gently asked before adding "I think we'll find native lifeforms down there but I think the gravity wells are being created by technology rather than by natural abilities."

She still felt warm feelings from their love making and she really wondered if a long distance relationship could work as well as her being a Samurai-Captain of a Neo Kirisuban starship.

There was so many unknowns but she would make the most of now.
Ginta nodded. "So do I, or at least I believe they were created intentionally, rather than randomly or though a fluke. As to relationships," he shrugged. "I have very little experience, but I know, if there is ever a matter of science or a Intellectual Event in your Empire and the Xiscapians are invited, I will be there. Likewise, any Neo Kirisubo ship which stops for port on Xiscapia or any of our colonies will be greeted warmly. And if you ever happen to visit Xiscapia," he winked, "I will be there."

Kaori smiled softly and tenderly replied "I'll try and be on the ship that makes it to your homeworld.

Until then we have now so I could take a shuttlecraft and perhaps come over to your ship if you would like that or you could come to me. Its still night time on my ship."

Another little teasing smile followed and the ships hadn't left yet for the mission. They still had a chance to have time together as a result.

Kaori smiled softly and tenderly replied "I'll try and be on the ship that makes it to your homeworld.

Until then we have now so I could take a shuttlecraft and perhaps come over to your ship if you would like that or you could come to me. Its still night time on my ship."

Another little teasing smile followed and the ships hadn't left yet for the mission. They still had a chance to have time together as a result.
Ginta smiled sadly. "I have a feeling this mission will be getting along quite soon, and besides, I have strict orders from the Admiral not to leave the ship until further notice. She saw what I was up to, but I'm not banned, merely temporarily restricted. So no, not now, sadly. But later..."

Kaori sighed and softly replied "so she figured out what we got up to. Thats a pity but I hope we have a later.

After this mission I'll be on my way with new orders and I don't know when we'll meet up again."

More playtime with Ginta was out for now but she really hoped they had a future. Life was getting a little complicated for her with a female lover on board ship as well.

Kaori sighed and softly replied "so she figured out what we got up to. Thats a pity but I hope we have a later.

After this mission I'll be on my way with new orders and I don't know when we'll meet up again."

More playtime with Ginta was out for now but she really hoped they had a future. Life was getting a little complicated for her with a female lover on board ship as well.
"Well...it wasn't obvious, but it wasn't real subtle, either. I hope we do see each other again...it would be so sad if we did not." He felt a pang in his heart at the possibility of never seeing Kaori again. He suddenly looked away, off screen, dark eyebrows raised. "I'm needed elsewhere. See you...later." He grinned and waved before cutting the link.
OOC: Good-bye until tommorow.

ooc: night night

ic:

Kaori smiled impishly and closed the link down on her end.

She had also completed the call to Londim space command and headed back to her cabin. She really did hope they could see each other again.

(OOC: I'll make it much more clear now that my FT nation has cyberpunk elements. Oh, and here's Gabriel uniform(he's without the helmet): http://home.comcast.net/~stevosteam/BlackOps.jpg. Just imagine that star symbol at the shoulder as a black and white(rather than red and black) version of this (http://www.nationstates.net/images/flags/uploads/solar_communes.jpg) instead )

Gabriel seemed a very silent man during all the event, probably focusing on his own thoughts as the discussion happened. His civilization was highly isolationist and focused on internal development rather than interstellar expansion, and thus they had no idea of even a stretch of the extent through how they were "not alone". Possibly technologically superior empires spanned through the galaxy for which they were too insignificant to draw attention. However he also noticed the use of primitive datapads and displays as input/output interfaces, which required typing, sound systems and monitors rather than the direct mind to computer data insertion of his infolink and starship navigation systems, he became puzzled regarding such technological disparity as he saw massive vertical take-off and landing starships capable of atmospheric flight with such old-fashioned interfaces. Perhaps they took a completely different technological focus, as Information Technology always was the most advanced technology in Solar Communes... quantum supercomputers, humanoid robots for menial tasks, neural networks, occipital connections, direct interfaces, the Virtual World and of course the occasional curious and mischievous cyber-hacker jacked to the cyberspace trying to break firewalls from there to get their hands on "sensitive" data, all part of a carefully laid project to motivate new computer geniuses.

But those beings seemed to be satisfied with their primitives interfaces rather than embracing the wonders of the brain-computer interface, of entirely virtual worlds built for entertainment purposes where all senses were stimulated by virtual inputs as people could get as high as if they were on drugs, where people could build everything they wanted and challenge all laws of physics. Maybe they weren't so keen on such ideas as was his people.

As soon as the information about the probes was received by him, he decided to return back to his dropship and establish the uplink to those probes, where he would receive the direct visual output and translated readings from it through the artificial optical nerve of his infolink.
He returned to the landing bay, accompanied by a escort of robotic guards and entered inside his ship through the embark ramp, soon it closed behind him and the robots, and he somehow felt an alleviating sensation as he got inside there, he still had reservations regarding those aliens. Soon he sat at the command seat, and his infolink was again connect through a nano-plug to the systems of that ship. He had other plans as he knew those probes would probably be destroyed before they could get anything at all, although his plans were only in case of an emergency. Soon a quantum encrypted transmission from the Von Braun announced the successful salvage of the alien starships.

However as the transmission arrived to his brain, he could swear he heard laughters and bizarre noises in the middle of that cold, robotic voice announcing the success of the operation. Maybe he was just still impressed from being in the Shadow, or maybe something else came inside his ship together with the debris... he tried to ignore it for now, although that starship would head back, but far enough to be safe, nearby the location of Fusion. The possibility that a psychic entity, also known in other circles as a daemon, entered inside his starship, such possibility would be tremendously disastrous as they knew of no way on how to defeat such entities as they rarely manifested themselves as material beings. As such entities tend to be drawn to psychics like him and he wouldn't be ready for another attack like that he suffered inside the Shadow of the universe, which other autocratic circles (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imperium_of_Man) also would call as the Immaterium... or as the Warp.

Soon he sent a private communication to the authorities of Londim. No matter what, if he could get back safely to the cruiser and there was no psychic entity besides those created by his imagination, he had a good travel with those new and yet to be unraveled alien technologies brought to the Confed. Maybe he had a chance of gaining even more as he transmitted the message:
"Greetings, Gabriel here. I would like to discuss a possible compensation for the risk-taking mission I might embark on later, after the probes acquire enough readings for a course of action to be determined".

Tarnis was tired but too excited to even think of sleeping. He was in MilComm's data center going through the final task checks once again. While he was there he received confirmation from all the others that they were ready. However he looked over Gabriel's message.

"Compensation?", he muttered to himself slightly annoyed. He replied back to Gabriel.



"What sort of compensation? None of the other parties have asked for such a thing. If you receive damages of a dangerous nature then we shall consider it. That is all I can offer at this time."

"Are we connected?" Mason asked, once back on the Formidable orbiting the planet.
They were not far from the Federation ship and, although they were smaller, the difference in size was not immense. Mason stood with his Communication Officer as she fiddled with the Control Console.
"Nearly there now...just remodulate this dampening field by .4 and...there!" She stated triumphantly

"Good," Mason muttered, "Now we can see. Prepare for First Broadcasts"

"Already on it, Sir"

"Is everything ready?" asked Genesis. "Yes, Commander it is," replied Captain Lao as he stood next to the moniter. "Then connect us into the MilComm," says Genesis casually. "Yes, sir," says the Captain. I hate waiting thought Genesis to himself. Maybe I should get some rest. Just sitting here will not do me any good, im just getting more restless just waiting here.

"Captain, please inform me when the broadcasts start. I will be in my quarters," say Genesis as he walked away. "Yes sir, I will do that," responded Captain Lao. Genesis left the bridge and walked around the ship for a while til he ended up on the mobile suit deck. Hmmm... Why am I so restless... What is making me feel this way.... wondered Genesis as he looked around. I need to stop acting like this anymore, after all I am the leader of Neo Zeon. Then Genesis quickly started to walk back to his room but as soon as he got there he changed his mind. No I should go back to the bridge. Who knows when it will start. I should be on the bridge and not in my quarters. Slow Genesis turned around and walked back to the bridge.

Tarnis sent a message to the Neo Kirusbon's:



Everyone is now ready and waiting for you to launch the probes. How long do you believe it shall take the probes to reach Fusion and start giving readouts?

Captain Mikato told her comm officer to send a message as follows :

"Commander Tarnis, we will leave for Fusion and launch the probes and satelite from a safe distance.

Once in place you will receive telemetry very quickly. ETA at Fusion is estimated at 3 hours.

Mikato, K., Samurai-Captain commanding 'Fujiko Bay'. "

Then they warped away to Fusion to carry out the launch.

(OOC: It's not like a X-30, I just use that pic as reference because the Scissor wings are much wider)

´"Ambition... rage... hedonism... depression... greed... weaknesses that the psychic entities will exploit to the fullest, they open loopholes in the protection of one's mind that allow those things to, lacking a better term, possess them and use them for their own ends... one who has any of those weaknesses should never pass through the Shadow"´
He did not reply to the explanation regarding the "compensation".
The words in his mind were truer than ever, perhaps it was his will to get some profit from the entire incident that drew such a presence out of that psychic realm in the first place, but no matter what, soon a burst of communication confirmed his worse fears:

"What? The Von Braun is deviating from programmed course and heading... towards this planet?", he thought as he could see clearly through the navigation systems of the dropship. Something hijacked his starship, and whatever it was, it wanted him. "Victoria, prepare take-off and orbital procedure! This is between me and whatever is there. And I am going to send it back to wherever it came from!"
"Acknowledged... preparing to lift off, activating vertical lift thrusters in 5 seconds."

Soon flames and a trail of smoke started to be expelled from four large lift thrusters buried inside its wide airframe, sending a wave of heated plasma to the ground as the dropship started to slowly climb through several meters above ground. Finally the system announced.
"Activating primary aerospike engine..."
The large exhaust chamber at its rear started to leave another much larger trail as it started to propel the spaceplane forward in the atmosphere. It continually accelerated as both wing flaps and pitch thrusters were used to pitch it up until at about 60 degrees of inclination to start a climb towards the orbit (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/17/X-30_futuristic_nasa.jpg). After a few more than 1 minute it reached the hypersonic speed needed to climb through the atmosphere as it reached far above clouds (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/32/X-30_NASP_2.jpg). In about 5 minutes of vertical climb it transversed from the troposphere to the mesosphere, finally surpassing the Kármán line and reaching outer space (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/X-30_NASP_3.jpg) as the announcement from the Victoria A.I. reached his brain.
"Leaving Atmosphere"

It wasn't much longer than a dozen of minutes as it finally went out of orbit from Londim after reaching its exosphere, and from there its vectorial thrusters adjusted its path towards its destination, his Sniper cruiser hijacked by the forces of Chaos, which scanners pointed that was approaching, 30 astronomical units away from him although it started to stop accelerating on its position and then suddenly stopped moving.
"Impossible! This is a negation of the inertia law! This only mean one thing... the overlay between the physical universe and the Shadow is still there.", he concluded in his thoughts as he headed forward to the now still cruiser far away, without sending any word of explanation. This was a matter for him... only for him to settle.
"Remaining time to reach destination... 15 days and 18 hours, continuing to collect data from MilComm as secondary operation", was announced... would you like to hibernate?", the system informed.
"But first, keep all sensors on maximum... if they, whoever they are, can negate inertia, maybe they can make it spawn right at our front!", Gabriel explained as several chemicals were inserted on him... putting him to another long sleep as the autopilot was engaged.

Tarnis was at the base preparing the plans for Fusion, going through different scenarios. He contacted the LEM Eclipse, one of Londim's exploration ships. It was one of the most advanced ships Londim had and as well as being a Science Vessel, it was also a Battlecruiser.

"Prepare for Expedition Mission Fusion. Eclipseshall launch and orbit above Londim until called into action."

Tarnis was going to stay behind, to monitor all actions that happened. They were just 3 hours away from finding out what was going on.

Planet Fusion

The barren landscape was only broken by piles of rocks and the debris of spaceships that had crashed, Londim's and others.... There was something going on....They could feel it.

1,875,000 kilometers away from Londim

"Anomaly detected at roughly 1,875,000 kilometers... Von Braun detected! Starting deceleration maneuver, estimated time to reach target, five hours", the system announced silently as the spaceplane yaw thrusters turned it 180 degrees horizontally and it started to accelerate in the opposite direction of where they were heading to. Those things or whatever was in his cruiser probably used the Immaterium to make such a leap as they do not face the same crippling security risks that make most FTL travels suicidal for Solar Communes, being entities that thrive in Chaos. At the same time strange signals were transmitted across that system... it contained an actual message spoken in a guttural tone of voice in the middle of chaotic and frightening noises:

"If any send any form of help to Gabriel... *flames* the Warp shall engulf this system... *flames* *static* ... psyker *unintelligible grunts*"

And yet another... much less strong signal reached them... only with few of all existing words recognizable due to its weakness in a more humane, soft female voice in a humorous, light-hearted tone:

"FNORD... Eris helps Gabriel... amusing fellow... never gets mellow...Chao (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discordianism#Chao) shall overcome Chaos... no invasion... no warp storm... I feed carps with its worm... do not fear the Eristically Escalated (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discordianism#Law_of_Eristic_Escalation) Greyfaced (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discordianism#The_Curse_of_Greyface) Chaos...
....
To diverse gods
Do mortals bow;
Holy Cow, and
Wholly Chao...*rest of the transmission baffled*"

It was too convenient that it stopped in the almost exact point for his spaceplane to decelerate enough to reach it. Whatever was there wasn't seeking to destroy any of his ships, whatever was there truly wanted him alive rather than dead.
Also, strange readings came from the Uplink to the probes, should he survive the psychic battle against whatever daemon or daemons infested his ship, which was unlikely, something else would be waiting for him at planet Fusion.
However there was something else at his side... not as powerful and strong as those entities, however rather than frightening, it seemed to be like some rare type of eudaemon (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eudaimonia) which was also a joker, throwing mocking puns towards the daemons (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daemon%28Warhammer%29) inside his starship. Perhaps the growth of Discordianism peculiar "beliefs" among atheists was starting to have its small effect in that fraction of the universe or perhaps this Eris came from other realm rather than the Warp or the physical universe.

It would take him more 6 hours to reach his goal...

The 'Fujiko bay' arrived at the planet and keeping their distance launched both probes and an orbital satellite.

The probes entered the atmosphere and Captain Mikato hoped the satellite wouldn't be dragged down as well.

The first pictures of the surface were picked up as the probes moved further apart flying to opposite ends of the planet and these were being sent back to MilComm.

Planet Fusion

They sensed a change. They did not like change. They held back. They watched. They waited.

Londim

Tarnis looked at the incoming data. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary but he still had a feeling. Something wasn't right.

Bump...

12 hours after the launch of Neo Kirisubo Probes, 3.75 million kilometers away from Londim

Gabriel awakened as the system announced:
"Estimated time to board target is 5 minutes and 5 seconds"
However what equally came to his senses was the same sensation of dread as before, his hairs shivering, the sensation something was close to him, but nothing was there and the feeling his mind was being watched for the first vulnerability he would let It through.

It were the most horrible 5 minutes of his life as the crawling sensation only became worse and worse as his spaceplane approached the cruiser. The robots, as non-sentient creatures incapable of feeling and have actual thoughts, were not affected, that's why he brought them instead of an human crew in the first place, he always knew what he would face. Somehow as the spaceplane almost stopped to the side of the cruiser flight wing, which opened like the mouth of a beast welcoming them inside, Gabriel still stood the psi-attack of those things... ´"Why do and did people believe in demons?", he wondered regarding the existence of those entities as the infolink was shut down from the navigation systems. The dropship was safely docked inside the flight deck, which seemed to be made of dread feelings rather than material. Sinister laughters could be heard as a shriek voice called him continually:
"Gabriel... Gabriel..."

He got up from the command seat and headed to the docking bay as he headed to the armory of the dropship, a small door of metal frame in the middle of one of its long corridors. As he opened it he could see what he was looking for: A red and black Type XIV Advanced Power Armor (http://www.nettkringkasting.no/~3ddesign/Sindre/Semesteroppgave/armorsketch.jpg) which parts were being held inside a chamber, and a 16.5x130mm AM165 heavy machinegun at a large weapons cabinet. He, at the same moments he attempted to resist the overwhelming force against his mind, opened the chamber and took one by one the components of the suit as he undressed his current black suit and put it in a nearby cabinet, wearing them, one by one until the helmet. His vision now included an entire readout of his health condition, an inactive artificial crosshair based on calculations of the direction where any gun he wielded would fire, infrared and ultraviolet modules from the power armor helmet and a passive sonar capable of giving the almost exact position from where a noise came from.

"Gabriel...", the sinister voice again reached his head as he took the heavy machinegun with him, which seemed completely weightless due to the power armor coupled with the low 0.3g gravity of the starship. He quickly loaded a box magazine on it with 100 rounds and took other three ones with him as he headed to the docking bay, with his large machinegun always pointing at his overall direction as three humanoid robots were ordered to follow and cover him. As the airlock opened, he could again see the massive embark platform linked to his dropship and several others inactive and retracted below as he started to walk through the platform and the connected catwalk towards deck 8. The dread seemed to become even larger as he started to sweat from inside the air-conditioned armor as he approached to exit door from the flight deck to Deck 8. There were seven catwalks above his location and more 3 below it, making 10 different platforms connected to the 10 decks of the Sniper cruiser. All of them were entirely built of a strong all-around metallic frame, like skyways, to avoid any incidents of people falling down, as a 0.3g was still enough for the incautious to get hurt and he could see the massive flight deck from thecatwalk (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/5e/SkyBridge.JPG/800px-SkyBridge.JPG) he was in, as he prepared to open the large electronic sliding doors ahead of him as he still held the machinegun. He issued the voice command to open it and remained full alert as he ordered the robots to line with him. He could feel there was something awaiting them just behind those doors, as his focus was very strong. Others would already have been possessed by what invaded his ship but he stood as the doors, 50 meters ahead of him, opened.

As a glimpse of the horrendous creature that was behind those doors was seen before they opened completely, he concluded somehow demons and nightmares from the Shadow have become real. He immediately pulled the trigger of the machinegun and fired as the robots aimed their semi-auto gauss guns against the abomination, with its recoil literally propelling him to fly behind due to the low gravity.

It was always changing in the most hideously ways possibles, an humanoid monstrousity which limbs changed of position and flesh seemed to shift like if maggots were feasting below its color-shifting hide. It had a massive jaw, entirely red pupil-less eyes, two large black horns and flames came from its orifices, it seemed to have come as a twisted, chaotic form from one of those medieval depictions of demons and had an horrifying psychic force surrounding it as it stood against Gabriel. The bullets easily pierced the creature torso although it seemed to resist the damage and the shifting flesh covered the holes of the bullets a few seconds after they were done. The name of Tzeentch could be heard among a twisted chant during this conflict as the demon threw forward a burst of flames against Gabriel and the three robots giving him fire support and he flew backwards due to the recoil of his gun.

In a few seconds Gabriel stopped firing as the recoil moved him further 10 meters behind, and focused his entire will against the roaring flames approaching him and almost melting its metallic frame on the way. The temperature a few centimeters ahead of him started to decrease drastically as he used the thermal energy of that region to empower a telekinetic counter-attack against the assault of those flames. Energy started to accumulate as the thermal energy of a fraction of the environment was rapidly transformed into potential energy, quickly draining the entire heat of an imaginary 10 centimeters diameter "orb" which became a "ball" of solid oxygen with a -250º Celsius temperature as the potential kinetic energy was finally used to propel it against the slowly moving flames. Such maneuver was more commonly known as cryotelekinesis. The quick, but drastic thermal shock between the flames and the frozen air was enough to dissipate those flames as it continued to move against the beast as it became liquid oxygen at a -190 degrees temperature, impacting against and freezing the demon's body as the robots continue to fire against it as eventually it felt.

Gabriel had overexercised his mind with such attack, bringing it to the verge of unconsciousness. He could not stand it anymore as he felt limply on the ground while the psi-immune robots continued firing against the horror until destroying it and banishing it and other entities piggybacked on that body back to the Shadow as its horrendous body simply vanished as it was killed, its attempts to initially possess, and later kill Gabriel failed as he would be a very useful psyker for their goals. It wasn't a long battle as that was the only thing that actually invaded the ship. The other 150 robots inside it were inactive, but not harmed at all by that now defeated monster, and the scavenged technologies were still safely at the flight deck to the other side of the ship. Soon two of those robots dropped their guns on the catwalk's floor, stripped him of the power armor and carried Gabriel to the medical bay of the Cruiser, located at deck 5.

2 hours later, when he woke up above a medical bed as he was attended by several nanobots, he felt a painful headache as he thought:
´"Was that only one of them? I do not dare to imagine how an entire legion of those things would be... although it seemed it was a single body... shared by several different entities... at least I can claim I killed the physical manifestation of a psychic shadow originated from the belief in demons once I come back. It's better that nothing else happens during this travel... nobody ever faced the physical manifestation of those things... the Confederation must know of the extent of the threat of these manifestations of this Chaos and that truce or peace is impossible with them. Though now there is this planet fusion issue as well. By now the probes must have searched the entire planet"´

He soon got up from the only bed in that chamber, all other places filled with additional robotic systems and modular surgical units. He quickly headed back to the bridge in deck 1 from there, passing through several hallways and taking the starship elevator. Again he merged his infolink with the ship navigation systems through an occipital connection and again saw the outside of the space through his vision and several indicators, including from its sensors, in a heads-up display. The cruiser adjusted its direction towards planet fusion as he tried to reestablish an uplink to the probes scanning it through the MilComm of Londim. After a few minutes the MilComm uplink was done again as he finally received significant discoveries regarding that planet during the time he was busy with his personal enemy.

(OOC: I'll post more later once everything that the probes discovered is revealed)

"Well?"

"At the moment? All data returning is within normal perameters. Nothing out of the ordinary so far" Was the response from the Formidable's Communications Officer.

"Keep checking it" Mason ordered from his station, "There has to be an anomoly somewhere in that data"

"Sir, we are receiving the images from Fusion," reported Captain Lao. "Good, show me the images," ordered Genesis. Hmm.... it feels like something is missing. This cant be all the data that there is..... Genesis thought to himself.

"Captain, go over the data that we have received. I feel that we are missing something," Genesis said calmly. "I agree, Commander, i feel the same way," replied Captain Lao.

Fusion

They watched. They acted. They meditated.

Gravity wells increased in power, trying to drag down any of the strange things that floated above them. They did not like interference.

On the 'Fujiko Bay' Captain Mikato was eating dinner in her office while looking over the probe results.

Looking at them live she could see the gravity wells form and then collapse when when there was nothing to catch. So far the satellite was still holding its orbit and they still kept their distance.

The brown rice and flaked fish went down well and these readings seemed to confirm in her mind their was intelligent life down there. They weren't random in location anyway.

Tarnis looked at the feed.

"Can you believe this? Something is down there and I want to know what."

He messaged through to the Eclipse.

"Project Fusion operational. Orbit Fusion. Take further scans. If anything attacks then fight back."

The Eclipse left Londim's orbit to find out if anything really was on Fusion and help the Neo Kirusbo crew to gather readings quicker.

Fusion

They were angry. They wanted the things above. They sent a message.



We want what you have.
We will take what you have.
You shall lose everything.

"Signs of gravitational fluctuations! It's definitly being controlled by something!" Ginta said excitedly. "The fluctuations are in a concentrated area, near the satellite. Someone is trying to drag in down into the atmosphere!" He watched the screen intently. "Wait...wait...there's a message being patched though from the probe..."

We want what you have.
We will take what you have.
You shall lose everything.
Ginta looked at Lintel. "Intelligent hostiles." she said. There was a moment of silence. "Close all hatchs and dragports, power up the engines, thrusters at35%! I want this ship off the ground and headed towards Fusion in five minutes!" Lintel yelled.

The crew of Eclipseneared Fusion.

"Lower thruster power, slow to stability. Activate probes" said Captain Elon. Elon was a veteran of the Londim Military. He had been on frontlines and commanded soldiers but his passion was science and discovery. Being sent on this mission was a dream for him, putting together his passions. He looked at the planet from the observation deck.

"There she is. Our very own mystery right in our backyard."

One of the Observers spoke to Elon.

"Sir we have an incoming message from MilComm."

"Play it back."


We want what you have.
We will take what you have.
You shall lose everything.

Silence ran through the ship. Elon stared at the planet and a shiver ran down his spine.

"My God. What have we found?"

Fusion

They sensed a change. They sensed fear. They remembered the first contact. How they waited for the opportunity...They channeled their power, they released.

Eclipse

Elon was still staring at the planet. Something appeared to be wrong.

"Sir! We're getting crazy readouts over here. Everything is going out of sync. Gravity is going one extreme to the other, temperatures keep changing."

Elon was listening but staring at the planet. Was it glowing? A trick of the light perhaps. He looked to the crew.

"Are you all seeing this?"

The crew looked and then mutterings began. The planet was glowing. It was glowing blue as if it were a giant ball of electricity. Suddenly there was a fear for their safety...

Ginta stared in horror at his observation instruments. "The readings are going off the chart! Energy signitures are spiking!" The visual of the planet turned blue, a crackling sphererical mass of energy. "The temperature is going from extremes. Hundreds of degrees F one moment, a minus hundreds the next! What the hell is going on?"
TO: Londim and Neo Kirisubo vessals:
Advise immediate evacuation of space around planet Fusion. Energy readings are spiking, and gravity and temperature are fluctuating wildly. The safty of your respective crews may be at risk. Repeat, advise immediate evacuation of space around planet Fusion.

TO Xiscapia and Neo Kirisubo.

Evacuation agreed! Head back to Londim immediatly. Meet in Conference room asap. Decide course of action.


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Captain Mikato got her comms officer to acknowledge this order and having kept a safe distance anyway abandoned their probes and satellite.

They would function for a good day until their power finally ran out but the satellite would orbit until its orbit decayed. They could still send back information and messages in the meantime.

"Reverse course to Londim warp 8" she ordered and after a quick agile turn they were warping back to where they started from.

Tarnis was waiting back at Londim for all to arrive. He couldn't believe what he had seen. None of them could believe what they had seen. This had to be some sort of major discovery. A race of sentient, intelligent beings who could control every function of the planet they occupied. They had made their planet a weapon.

Fusion

They had been successful for now. They knew the others would be back. Next time they would not have any mercy. They would kill.

We want what you have.
We will take what you have.
You shall lose everything.

´"To be extinct, for that is the fate of all aliens!"´, the phrase resonated inside Gabriel's mind as he listened to the message and to the reports of the planet. Rather than losing days of travel by heading back to Londim, he simply sent a transmission to the MilComm. There was only one way to deal with such threat for him, and he did not hesitate into explaining it as he said, transmitting his voice through Londim by taking advantage of the Warp rift still open for faster than light communications:

"Gabriel here. Returning back will make me waste precious days of travel. Instead I suggest us to establish a teleconference uplink so I do not have to go through there all again but still can be virtually present. However I unfortunately believe there is only one way to solve this issue besides sacrificing countless human lives in a bloody war. Should Londim have at their disposal an advanced enough radiation cleanup technology I do not see any reason on why not avoid a bloody ground battle and put those aliens into the list of extinct species before they try to put us on it, by using a fusion stellar ballistic missile bombardment, I can do it far away from its orbit with my cruiser. However I will wait for further suggestions before going through it, although if you give me the green light to start it, after a few days I'll be in engagement range against it and if so, I'll do it. And diplomacy, I see no possibility of it, and as I said and presumed before, which turned to be a right guess, those aliens are entirely hostile or they would at least have held their attack as long as not attacked when the planet was initially explored.I'll be waiting if anyone has a better idea before doing anything but I am not coming back"

The transmission went out and he ordered to enter in hybernation again until reaching engagement range for Londim. The theorized maximum effective range of a SBM is of 80,000 kilometers for planetary strike or against static targets of 10,000 kilometers against larger starships and 2,000 kilometers against medium size starships, although the maximum range for an entirely static object can in space can be classified as virtually unlimited due to the fuel savings thanks to inertia, the main limitation being only the maximum range of sensor systems of the starship where it is loaded.

Tarnis listened to the message he received from Gabriel and replied.

"I shall not be responsible for genocide. I'm sure if they wanted to wipe us out, they would've by now. No. I want to learn how they have so much control over the planet. And who knows what they can do. If they control a whole planet I'm sure missiles would not stop them."

The Neo Kirisuban's warped back into the Londim system and slowed to impulse power as they approached the meeting up point.

Captain Mikato had been very happy with the way her crew had handled this. It had also appeared she was correct about her original hunch. The planet was inhabited and they wanted to be left alone.

Ginta grimly surveyed the results of the observations of the planet Fusion as the ships returned. The Starrider was already in orbit over Londim, and would remain so until the mission was complete. Thus the Admiral Lintel and Ginta took a shuttle down to the surface to meet in the confrence room, as per Londim orders.

Once her ship was in a parking orbit of Londim Kaori Mikato left command with her first officer and piloted her the shuttle down herself taking nobody with her this time.

She was wearing the red jacket, black skirt and tall boots uniform with the paired swords and gracefully landed her shuttlecraft at the co-ordinates where the meeting would take place.

She hoped to see Ginta again but knew they probally wouldn't get anytime alone. They were still on the mission.

Lintel and Ginta seemed to be the first arrivals to the confrence room. Ginta sat down and quickly began going over the accumulated data. "This is all very disturbing. There are hostiles out there, and they want us all dead. They control a planet, and their control is so complete it would be dangerious to try and land anything on the surface. This leaves us with only one choice: Utterly destroy the planet." Lintel nodded solenmly in agreement. "I have to agree. This is too dangerious to be left alone or ignored."

Kaori strolled into the conference room giving Ginta and Admiral Lintel a bow.

She could see they were worried about something but she didn't know quite how hostile the natives of fusion were yet.

They had kept their distance and even now they were still picking up probe data although it was taking longer to reach them.

"Von Braun, establish uplink through Shadow for holoconference!", Gabriel mentally ordered as he was still sitting down in his command seat, and his cruiser continued to head towards Fusion through its autopilot as he saw the vastness of space through the sensor systems of his ship which were for now his current eyes.

"Adjusting coordinates... calculating chances of successful arrival to destination...", the ship "said" to him directly to his brain rather than through speakers.
Soon a burst of several simultaneous redundant signals was sent through the Shadow Universe, and directed to the conference room where a holo-transmitter was located.

After 5 minutes a strange transmission came from the holographic projector of that room as the image of Gabriel started to take shape there.
At the same moment his vision again shifted as, through the MilComm, the input of one of the cameras in the conference room was now being seen directly by him as he finally said, looking at the few who were inside the room:
"Greetings? Can you hear me?", as his holographic image shifted as it waved around the room from the projector.

Kaori strolled into the conference room giving Ginta and Admiral Lintel a bow.

She could see they were worried about something but she didn't know quite how hostile the natives of fusion were yet.

They had kept their distance and even now they were still picking up probe data although it was taking longer to reach them.
Lintel nodded to her while Ginta rose. "Gods, have you seen all the data?" he asked, hurrying over to her. "It's like the planet is alive, and whatever is down there is controlling it!" He was interrupted as the holo projector in the middle of the room flashed to life and the image of Gabriel stood there.
"Greetings? Can you hear me?"
"Affirmative, we can hear and see you." said Lintel to the image.

Tarnis walked into the the conference room followed by Captain Elon. He looked around and noticed some of the seats were empty and nodded towards those who had arrived.

"For those of you who don't know this is Captain Elon, Captain of the Eclipse. He has been informing of the things that were experienced an I saw for myself but I want to know what you experienced and felt. What kind of creatures do you think they are?"

After witnessing all that happened, Genesis was stunned. "Commander, what should we do?" asked Captain Lao. "Hmm.... well get in contact with Londim and connect me to the conference room," replied Genesis slowly.

"Sir we are connected and are receiving the broadcast," reported the Communications officer.


"For those of you who don't know this is Captain Elon, Captain of the Eclipse. He has been informing of the things that were experienced an I saw for myself but I want to know what you experienced and felt. What kind of creatures do you think they are?"

"Hello Captain Elon, this is Commander Genesis. I am not sure of what to make of these creatures but I do not like the feeling I get from them. They are dangerous, obviously, but what do we do next. I would like to hear everyone else opinion."

Tarnis walked into the the conference room followed by Captain Elon. He looked around and noticed some of the seats were empty and nodded towards those who had arrived.

"For those of you who don't know this is Captain Elon, Captain of the Eclipse. He has been informing of the things that were experienced an I saw for myself but I want to know what you experienced and felt. What kind of creatures do you think they are?"
"While obviously dangerious, those on the surface apparently have no control of anything beyond their planet. I recommand a strike, whether by a planet-destroying weapon or WMD, on it. With so much control over the planet and it's extremes, it would be impssible for most soldiers or droids we could get there to survive for very long, never mind the complications of getting them there. This problem is best dealt with from afar." said Lintel. Ginta sat back and let her do her thing. She was the military arm of the operation, he was just an observer and analyzer.

Kaori nodded to Captain Elon and took her seat.

She had also listened to Ginta and he had brought her up to date with the full picture.

Then after Admiral Lintel spoke she softly replied "Captain Elon the way I see this you have few options.

A planet destroying act, leaving the planet alone since it seems they can't harm us from distance or setting up warning beacons round the Fusion star system so other innocent space travellers don't get their ships sucked down the surface."

She ticked of these three points on her left hand fingers as she spoke adding " we know all about planet destroying weapons. Our original homeworld had to be destroyed with one when a biological weapon got out of hand and infected the entire planet and eco-system.

Most of our population died and even the animals and plants were affected so it had to be done to stop others landing on it and carrying the infection with them."

She was very calm as this period in her recent history was recalled for the others benefit. It had been less than ten years previously and there was only three million kirisubans now even with the way their culture had changed to increase the population.

(OOC: Sorry about lateness. The internet died.)

"I don't think we should destroy the planet. Again I'm against a mass genocide of something we have very little idea about. I say we keep probes circling the planet and put the area as a no go zone for civilians. They've sent us a message before. Maybe we can get through to them and discuss peace."

Tarnis stopped talking and looked around the table. Elon stepped forward.

"I'm in agreement with Tarnis. Think of the power they possess. They made their entire planet glow and yet we don't know how. I want to know how they do these things."

"Diplomacy is a course doomed to failure. If they wanted to make peace, they would have tried to contact you long before now. There is no guarentee that the message would be received, or that they would respond. And I don't trust that planet, or those people, whoever they are. Technology is of secondary when compared to sentiant life." said Ginta.

OOC: Sorry for the late post, assume I have been here all along

Mason shook his head
"Genocide is never the answer but by the same measure, diplomacy will not open many doors with these people. I think, under these circumstances, the best course of action would be to leave them alone and set up beacons to prevent travellers stumbling across this people. True they do seem to possess extra-ordinary power but sometimes the best course is to step back"