NationStates Jolt Archive

AHSCA has always been subject to nasty storms. Harsh Gales, rough seas, endless rain during Monsoon and of course Hurricanes. In the Pre-unity days people just went with the cycle of nature. When the storm struck, they fought for survival. Now in the days of a United Nationstate, AHSCA charged men and women to live at sea during the Hurricane season. They kept their eyes on the sky and sea and made educated guesses. Islanders knew well enough the diffrence between a bad thunderstorm, a gale and a hurricane.
Kaa from Aurora, looked out at an approaching storm. "I don't like this" she said. Takumi from Hoshino looked out. "It looks pretty bad."

"Could be hurricane force." Kaa said. "Asuka, you should look."

Asuka a native of Stillestando (better known as Truce in English) "I think it is a hurricane. It's moving fast and that is a lot of lighting."

"We should get back and warn the Island Congress." Kaa said. "Takumi set sails, we need to get back pronto!"

The small three person crew called it and made the deduction. They were already battling the small off shoot storms to get back quick enough.

"It is our belief based on observations of the formations of the clouds the water and change in the air, we are in for our first Hurricane of the season."

"You are ceritan of this?" Shino asked.

"Yes milady."

"Very well, in the interest of being safe and taking shelter, we should disband untill the storm passes. Send a message to the AHSCA Consul in Mokostana, have them file the hurricane threat to their Government. At present Mokostana is the only nation we can really trust. The last thing we need after a major storm is a bunch of anti-furry maniacs coming in sheep's clothing. Make it encrypted, no press."

"As you wish." Her assistants ran off to forward the message right away.

The weather was already beginning to shift. AHSCA had to take this with great caution. OPEN SEASON had been declared on furry kind everywhere. If the wrong country showed up, it would be a blood bath. The local militia was assembled to aid in people getting to shelter. All there was to do was wait.

Marcella was growing up quick. She was walking and talking playing with other children. She was Shino's pride and looked every bit like her. "Mama!" She ran the moment Shino came into the hut. "Hey sweetie." She scooped up her little girl. "Listen to me Marcella, there's a very big storm coming, so it's very important you stay with me okay?"

"Okay."

Shino kissed her. The sky was looking more threatining by the minute.

Alexa was a newcomer to the islands. She had never lived in a tropical place before, no she grew up on a farm in Kurona. But the lure of tropical living had enticed her to give up everything to move here. She hadn't found the right boy yet who she was going to marry so she was all by her self. Her best friend often came to visit her when she had the chance and this was one of those moments. Molly had no interest in living in the tropics like her best friend, aunt and cousin were. But she respected the wishes of her best friend to chose that. "Looks like quite a storm is brewing out there." Molly said.

"You're right." Alexa agreed. "Guess we'll be stuck inside. Darn I really wanted to show you the island, it's great."

"Ah there will be time. And if you can't don't worry, I'll be back here before the new semester starts." Molly was currently a freshman in college. On her own and independent during the school year.

"This may be just a bit of me being scared but you don't think there's a hurricane approaching do you?" Molly asked.

"I don't know, I don't think so. I haven't heard anything yet."

But like clock work a militia man stood at the door telling the girls about the approaching storm.

"I'll understand if you leave Molly, I really will. You're parents would kill me probably."

"No, I'm staying with my best friend. We've lived through some nasty tornadoes haven't we? We can survive a hurricane. And I've been through a hurricane before."

"You're kidding when?"

"It was right as the new semester for my first year of College. Our ship got caught in a hurricane. It was wild I tell you, water was dumping in on us, Papa was out on deck, our cloths were soaked with sea water for days. "

"And you didn't tell me?"

"Sorry, I was going to as soon as I arrived. I sent you a letter."

"Must have been lost at sea or something."

Thunder crashed.

"Sounds like it's gearing up."

"Yeah. This will be my first." Alexa said. "It's kind of exciting and scary at the same time."

The people of Animalpolis weren't ignorant to anything. They knew of the weather and they certainly knew of those who had anti-furry agendas. For everyone preparing for the storm there were more preparing to defend their people.

Mika wasn't one preparing for war, she was battening down for the storm. She was a tad scared as she was on her own and she was neko. The anit-furry statements had her nervous too. She had no weapons though, she wasn't much for fighting. "Father..." Mika was also religious one of the few Christians on the island, "I guess the time has come for your forces to come to work again. If this should be my last days, then I hope I have been good. If there is anything that I should repent of but haven't I am truly sorry." She prayed every day but not usually like she was going to die. She didn't know if she would live or not. It would be one thing to live through the storm and another to live after it.

Puerto Vallarta naval Station, Mokastana

MNS Tijuana


"We got orders to head out towards the island chain of AHSCA, Admiral"

A small applause broke out on the main deck when the comms officer spoke this aloud, even he was smiling.

"Does that mean we get some RnR Admiral?"

"Hey are those furries really as good in the sack as they say?"

"Your a sick bastard!"

The Admiral smirked at his crew, luckily the navy was a very relaxed bunch, at least when it came to peace operations. He looked at the comms officer who brought the formal orders over.

"Ohh kay, calm down sailors, we have orders to escort the 3rd marine detachment on a peace keeping operation. They are about to be hit by a major storm and we are to provide security and assist in the clean up. Nothing glorifying, and Hernandez, I doubt you will be off the boat long enough to try a furry."

"But Admiral, he only needs a few seconds!"

A roar of laughter erupted from the main deck. Always a good sign, that meant the mission would be easy when they could hear the admiral laughing with the Captain and his officers. The few sailors who worked around the bridge were given the job of spreading the word, soon a speaker bellowedinto the ship and informed the crew of the Tijuana of the general mission. As the Comm Officer relayed the orders to the rest of the Flotilla.

After two hours of final preparations the 19th Air Attack Fleet set sail with the 3rd Marine Division behind them.

(OOC: Becuase I'm bored)

A massive layer of cloud, nearly vertical, was approaching the AHSCA island chain. The first part of the inbound hurricane, that had sprung from nowhere for the crew of the LNZ-811. Ahead of the foreboding cloud, an airship bobbed about in the increasing winds, engines constantly changing with the flaps to keep the airship stable. It was a cargo-carrying Liberty-class Airship, a total of 750m long and 100m in diameter. Underneath, a gondola embellished with the AeroTransit inc. logo held about 144 airshipping containers, each loaded with many tonnes of assorted consumer goods, from little plastic toys to motorbikes. Right at the front of this masssive craft, a tiny gondola held the crew, and control deck. A total of only 5 people manned thisar ship: three in the control crew and two as ship-borne engineers.

The Captain of the airship was worried: the weather stratellite for the region had given them very bad new indeed. A tropical depression they were planning on riding through had just upgraded itself, through tropical storm and to full-blown hurricane. A tropical storm would have been nough to cause severe damage, but a cyclone...the co-pilot for the airship was very busy searching through the maps of the area, plotting their course electronically.
"Mokastana is just there, and would be the closest. But to get there, we have to go straight through the storm. So, I was thinking the only other place that we can get to is AHSCA."
"That is a problem. They don't have any facilities for airships do they?"
"Not really that much technology at all. It'll have to do though."
"If we can find an area to put down with the cargo and weather the storm out, it should be OK."
He looked at the airspeed indicator, then to the altmeter and weather charts.
"We might just make it. Even with a headwind of about 60km/h, I reckon that we'll be able to pull off a speed of 50km/h at least. With the storm moving in at about 160 km/h, it'll be closing in on us at about 110km/h. And the main front is about that distance away. AHSCA is 35km away... I think that might work. Send a prayer to the wind gods that we'll get there in one piece."
He muttered something under his breath, before adjusting the controls: he raised the flaps on the gondolas to neutral, flicked off the autobraking, and dropped the elevator to neutral. He then moved his hand to the engine controls: an indicator above them showed that they were currently on a cruise setting of 60% RPM to save fuel. Doubting they'd need the fuel they had, he pushed the 8 small control levers up to full power. There was a sudden jolt as the engines cut in at a new speed, coolant indicators rocketing up to full flow as they cooled the props now flying at high speed. The airspeed meter began climbing.

"This is airship LNZ-811 to AHSCA authorities: we are requesting permission for an emergancy touchdown and tethering at wherever you have. We are currently 37.2 kilometres from the nearest major island, at a bearing of 102 degrees and a speed of 48km/h. Please respond."

(OOC: Becuase I'm bored)

A massive layer of cloud, nearly vertical, was approaching the AHSCA island chain. The first part of the inbound hurricane, that had sprung from nowhere for the crew of the LNZ-811. Ahead of the foreboding cloud, an airship bobbed about in the increasing winds, engines constantly changing with the flaps to keep the airship stable. It was a cargo-carrying Liberty-class Airship, a total of 750m long and 100m in diameter. Underneath, a gondola embellished with the AeroTransit inc. logo held about 144 airshipping containers, each loaded with many tonnes of assorted consumer goods, from little plastic toys to motorbikes. Right at the front of this masssive craft, a tiny gondola held the crew, and control deck. A total of only 5 people manned thisar ship: three in the control crew and two as ship-borne engineers.

The Captain of the airship was worried: the weather stratellite for the region had given them very bad new indeed. A tropical depression they were planning on riding through had just upgraded itself, through tropical storm and to full-blown hurricane. A tropical storm would have been nough to cause severe damage, but a cyclone...the co-pilot for the airship was very busy searching through the maps of the area, plotting their course electronically.
"Mokastana is just there, and would be the closest. But to get there, we have to go straight through the storm. So, I was thinking the only other place that we can get to is AHSCA."
"That is a problem. They don't have any facilities for airships do they?"
"Not really that much technology at all. It'll have to do though."
"If we can find an area to put down with the cargo and weather the storm out, it should be OK."
He looked at the airspeed indicator, then to the altmeter and weather charts.
"We might just make it. Even with a headwind of about 60km/h, I reckon that we'll be able to pull off a speed of 50km/h at least. With the storm moving in at about 160 km/h, it'll be closing in on us at about 110km/h. And the main front is about that distance away. AHSCA is 35km away... I think that might work. Send a prayer to the wind gods that we'll get there in one piece."
He muttered something under his breath, before adjusting the controls: he raised the flaps on the gondolas to neutral, flicked off the autobraking, and dropped the elevator to neutral. He then moved his hand to the engine controls: an indicator above them showed that they were currently on a cruise setting of 60% RPM to save fuel. Doubting they'd need the fuel they had, he pushed the 8 small control levers up to full power. There was a sudden jolt as the engines cut in at a new speed, coolant indicators rocketing up to full flow as they cooled the props now flying at high speed. The airspeed meter began climbing.




The storm was making it hard for radio signals to get through. But Aurora kept their ears to the waves to make sure the right people were coming. "This is Aurora Island Milita Commander Rosette, please identify your self."

"This is airship LNZ-811 to AHSCA authorities: we are requesting permission for an emergancy touchdown and tethering at wherever you have. We are currently 37.2 kilometres from the nearest major island, at a bearing of 102 degrees and a speed of 48km/h. Please respond."

"LNZ, at your current location shift 14 degrees to the south east and proceed to the AHSCA Embassy Island Complex, over. The complex is slightly out of the path of the storm and close enough you might be able to make it. They have better facilities to deal with your aircraft. Can you proceed with this?"

They had a Military Base with another country underconstruction, but it was that, under construction. Rosette took this with caution, knowing with the storm she was in command now.

"Affirmative. Adjusting course."

He shifted the airship to face in the correct direction, before setting the autopilot to hold that direction and keep the airship stable. He then moved his hand over to one of the other panels. Here, a confusing cluster of levers and dials marked the gas control system, details being shown on these secondary gauges for gas pressure and cell-group lift. His hand hovered over the pitch cell group control for a moment, before he dcided against it: catching the wind would do no good, going in the wrong direction. He grasped the controls for the main lift group, and moved them downwards. The airship detail screen showed three diagrams of the airship, from tail, plan and side. A sprawl of numbers would confuse the untrained eye, but the captain knew what he was looking for: a marker showing the cell pressure and sector lift began decreasing, alongside the backup gauges in the lever panel. He flicked the lever back to neutral as the altmeter showed 500 metres: at this altitude they would receive less turbulance and less of that headwind.

Behind him, the 'guy who did all the stuff with the cargo' was busy checking through the manifest, and checking the cargo bay controls. An entire bank was devoted to the individual movement of each clamp unit that held the crates, lifting them in and out of the airship without the need for any ground unloading equipment. With 72 seperate controls just for the cranes, it was a rather daunting task to know which one to press at the right time. At the moment, he was checking which ones had crates loaded, marking the ones without with post-it notes. He quickly checked the electrical systems, the motor units and the batteries, before checking the cargo again. Mostly just knick-knacks...

"We might have a problem Captain."
"Why?"
"One of the crates we are carrying aboard is a hazchem one. It's a consignment from AREM co."
"And?"
"It's a special shielded container holding 20 drums of medium-level nuclear waste."
''That could be a problem..."

OOC: I assume we have a naval station here, if not I will change the post.


Mokan Naval station, outside the Embassy complex

First off the Mokan naval station here was nothing compared to Puerto Vallarta or even the Paradisa Naval station. The max it held was 10 OK-PCL-1 Tomahawk Class (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=538357), when finished, which it still wasn't. As of now it was busy preparing for the hurricane with 4 Tomahawks actually stationed here.

"Commander we just got word that a Fegosian transport plane is landing around here, emergency style."

"Shit, I hope it doesn't have anything to bad on it. Very well, prepare the trucks to assist with it in case anything does happen. When does the fleet arrive?"

"two days, they are bringing a marine division to help with the clean up. We are not required to assist them with logistics, however we will be under the command of the admiral when he gets here."

"Very well contact the militia HQ notify them of the situation."

"Aye Aye sir."

TO: AHSCA Militia HQ
FROM: Mokan Fleet station

We have the 19th AA Fleet ariving in two days with 20,000 marines to help with anything you may need. As of now we are preparing to have a team meet the Fegosian Air ship as it lands. Please froward to anyone who needs it.

"It sounds like Mokostana has headed our calls. Shall I inform Shino?"

"Best not, the storm is gaining strength."

Thunder crashed. Shino was scared, very scared. Marcella seemed calm enough but scared enough.

"Mama? How many hurricanes have I been through?"

"Well Marcella, this will be your first."

"My first?"

"Hmhmm."

"How many have you seen mama?"

"Quite a few. But as for your papa, this will only be his second."

"Only second?"

"Yes. Stay put I need to get more water."

Shino forced the hut door open to place the buckets outside to gather up rain water.

"Brace for impact guys! We're going to be braking rather rapidly when we land."
The captain hit the airbrakes as he emptied most of the hydrogen from the emergancy release valves, a tiny amount left for the final landing. He tilted the airship forewards slightly to allow for the graident of the ground coming up.

"This is LNZ-811, we are coming in on our final approach. Please make ready for emergancy landing. We also need to inform you that we are carrying HAZCHEM aboard: quantity is a single shielded crate containing 20 drums Medium-level Nuclear waste. We need to offload all cargo, especially this, to minimise damage during the storm and losses."

The airship dropped lower, preparing to touch down.

"Roger, we have you on RADAR proceed with utmost caution. Emergency crews are on the way."

"This'll be fun. At least this time we've got something to try and secure us."

The airship came in over the embassy area, a massive airfield being the only area it could touch down. As it came to the ground, four harpoon guns fired, the projectiles deeply embedding themselves in the soft ground as the engines moved up to enough power to keep the craft still. As ground vehicles arrived, the underside doors on the main gondola opened, allowing the crates to start being unloaded. Most were long plastic crates, stacked upon each other on the ground, covered in a variety of company logos. The one of interest was a much larger case made of concrete, re-enforcing spars across its surface. It was lowered onto the ground as the rest of the crates were dropped off about it, before the airship moved itself towards the right-hand side of the airfield, leaving the crates near the side. Extra tethers appeared as the secured the airship to the ground with long steel pegs, metal cables and extra ballast, while deflating the inner gas cells to increase its buoyancy.

In the gathering winds, the crew now finished began running off the airship quickly, carrying between them small aluminium crates of emergancy supplies, medicines, clothing and all the engineer tools. The last man dragged behind him a large unit on a sled, a generator with a large hydrogen cylinder strapped on.
"Lets get to cover, and wait for this to blow over!"

Embassy Compound Workers came out instantly to help. Most of them were AHSCA natives from all of the islands. They carried in supplies and treated anyone who was injured in the hard landing. "Come come, the storm is gathering strength!" They urged them inside the Compound. It was mostly empty as most delegates had left.

Alya was one of the young aids in the compound. She made sure everyone was doing well. Still she worried about her sisters back on Animalpolis. Sure one was married and had children and a husband, but Mika was still young and didn't have anyone. She was all alone.

George had gotten back in from the storm after watching to make sure nothing bad happened with the massive airship. Coming into the hut he was soaked by the water from the storm, it was getting bad.

"Hello amor, You wouldn't believe how bad it is out there."

He took off his wet clothes after helping Shino close the hut door close again, for ever since the Mokan Naval station got up and running he had a nice set of work attire. Mainly Combat pants and a few shirts that were slowly becoming rags. He kissed his wife and dried off.

"These are always interesting aren't they?"

He held his wife and daughter close and waited to see what happened next.


Crash landing site

Six Mokan Trucks rolled into the embassy complex, each had 20 men in the back, totaling 120 men coming to help secure the massive airship and hopefully secure the nuclear waste before anything went bad. Sargeant Chavez looked for the islander in charge and informed them that the naval station had a bomb shelter that they could keep the nuclear waste in, depending on size, if it could fit on the bed of a transport truck then they would be good.

"Your back, I'm so glad." She kissed him and helped him remove his wet cloths.

"It does seem to be getting worse, doesn't it. We'll just have to hope for the best."

She leaned against him as he held her and Marcella, wrapped in a nice blanket to keep them all safe and warm hopefully. The hut was strong but only so strong.

"I reinforced the hut since last time a big storm came but I don't know if it will last, if it is not to late can we make it to the nursery, or do you think that it is already full?"

"It probably is full by now. And Commander Rosette already has her hands full I'm sure. If it gets any worse we can probably move inland."

"Thankyou for that: where's the nearest shelter?"

Themen were now struggling against the strong winds hitting them, not turning back to look at whatever damage the airship was taking. A few crates fell over, loosing cardboard boxes of clothing.

Mokans ran up to assist with the unloading of the airship. What they could load on to the trucks was being prepared to be stored in Mokan bomb shelters for the storm. Those who could tried to find ways to make sure the airship would become loose, using extra cables brought from the base and looked for things to tie it down to.

"Storm heading towards us," said the operator as the bridge captain watched the island becoming busier and busier.

"Radio operator," started the captain. "Sent a message to the island and ask them if they need any help with the storm and tell them we're about ten hours away from their position," finished the captain as he looked at the radar and the storm across the island.

The captain looked behind him to the sight of six frigates, five destroyers and ten troop transport ships carrying nearly a thousand trained Lynion Hunters and regulars. He watched as thunder clashed above them.

"All air crews are to be grounded while we're passing through this storm," ordered the captain. "Pass the word around to keep an ear out for any radio activity. Pass word to the admirality at Port Tarius about what's happening,"

He thought to himself, praying he had made the right decision.

"Thankyou for that: where's the nearest shelter?"

Themen were now struggling against the strong winds hitting them, not turning back to look at whatever damage the airship was taking. A few crates fell over, loosing cardboard boxes of clothing.

"Come inside quickly, you will be safe there."

The bridge captain watched the storm overhead as one of the last of the captured gunships ignoring the order was strucked with a lightning bolt from the storm. He watched the gunship become consumed into the cyclonic waves as the waves crashed against the side of the ship.

'Is this a good idea?' he thought to himself. 'Of course it is,'

The men rushed inside the shelter indicated, before slamming the door behind them. The co-pilot opened one of the 5 metal cases removed from the airship, revealing a range of communications and electronic equipment. He drew out a plastic case containing a laptop, and started it up on the emergancy battery it held. One of the engineers took out a small transmitter unit from the crate, setting it up on its tripod and unfurling a silver dish.
"I'll have to broadcast all of this outside, so if anyone wants an important message sent, it'll have to be quick."
Another man was chewing on an energy bar in the corner.

Some of the workers urged to go fetch the security leader. They didn't want every nation finding out about the hurricane to take advantage of it. They didn't want a massacre of it's people.

"I'm Chief of Security, Emiliana, are you men all right?"

"We're all alright thankyou ma'am."

The co-pilot was busy recording a video message to their company, detailing situation, possible damages and calling for aid once this was over. He finished recording, transferring it to a portable memory device, slotted into the antenna.

"Just need to stay in here and weather it out."

"I'm glad. We'll have fresh cloths and blankets for you soon enough. I must ask though, the nature of your message you are sending."

"This storm is getting bad. Without a place to port the fleet will have to circle around the hurricane and get to the island once it passes. That is an additional 400 Km to the trip though, pretty much puts us back a day. Radio ahead to AHSCA. Notify them we will be a day late."

"Aye aye sir"


TO: AHSCA
FROM: MOKAN 19TH AIR ATTACK FLEET

We will arrive in three days then the scheduled two. Due to the nature of the storm and to avoid any causalities we are going around instead of threw it. We apologize for any trouble. See you in 48 hours.

"This storm is getting bad. Without a place to port the fleet will have to circle around the hurricane and get to the island once it passes. That is an additional 400 Km to the trip though, pretty much puts us back a day. Radio ahead to AHSCA. Notify them we will be a day late."

"Aye aye sir"


TO: AHSCA
FROM: MOKAN 19TH AIR ATTACK FLEET

We will arrive in three days then the scheduled two. Due to the nature of the storm and to avoid any causalities we are going around instead of threw it. We apologize for any trouble. See you in 48 hours.

As much as it pained Rosette to hear this news she knew that they had no choice.

"Understood. Be careful out there."

As militia commander she was the primary defense force for the island. This would be especially true of Shino were to die.

The Constitution stated: In times of natural disaster, the Militia commander would have equal powers to all Island Leaders including the Nation's High Duchess. Should any leader die in war, or disaster, the Militia commander or a selected Militia Soldier shall take charge."

Rosette didn't think Shino would be killed, or any of the leaders for that matter. Still she knew her duties. Now she had to deliver the message to Shino.

TO: AHSCA
FROM: Lynion Frigate Lynscet of the 10th Squadron

This is the captain speaking, we see you're having a natural disaster. Do you require any help?

We are roughly 10 hours away from your position.

TO: AHSCA
FROM: Lynion Frigate Lynscet of the 10th Squadron

This is the captain speaking, we see you're having a natural disaster. Do you require any help?

We are roughly 10 hours away from your position.

"Captain, incoming Transmission."

"This is Miltia Commander Rosette Speaking. Please state your national origin and location."

"This is Captain Marcus speaking. We are from the Kingdom of Lynion and our position is due west of your position. Do you require our help?" finished the captain as he listened to the transmission. He watched a cyclonic wave crash against the side of the frigate.

"This is Captain Marcus speaking. We are from the Kingdom of Lynion and our position is due west of your position. Do you require our help?" finished the captain as he listened to the transmission. He watched a cyclonic wave crash against the side of the frigate.

"Copy that, please stand by." She pondered. Mokostana would be a day late, thus more work for everyone else. But at the same time a strange nation would be arriving. The name wasn't on the AHSCA Ban List. "Rosette here, we welcome your help. Proceed to us as best you can, over."

"Copy that AHSCA," replied the captain. "We'll be arriving within 9 hours,"

The captain turned to his lieutenant and ordered for the warships to head for the island.

"Inform the Hunter captain we'll be requiring them to make a Hurricane Landing," ordered the captain. "We're in for the day of our lives,"

TO: Miltia Commander Rosette
FROM: Mokan Naval Station, AHSCA

We have the nuclear waste secured in our bunkers. However not many of the fegosian supplies can be saved. We still have about a hundred men outside, do you need anything else before we close up over here for the storm.

"This is Commander Rosette, to the Mokostana Forces...We have a new nation coming in for aid, they should be here by the time the storm passes, over. We still value your aid if you still desire, over."

She turned the nobs to reduce the static.


Meanwhile other militia forces forces had their hands full hurdling those arriving late from their fishing to their homes. "To your home right now, let's go!" They shouted over the wind.

Unfortunately disaster can bring out the worst in people. A young woman who was hurrying back to her hut was held up by a strange man, and then sexually assaulted her. She screamed loud enough to reach the ears of the militia. "Freeze!" Without anything else they shot the man dead. "Are you okay madam?"

"Uh-hu."

"Get on to your home right away."

They threw his body into the sea. They didn't want to kill their civilians, but they had orders when under martial law.

The captain watched the hurricane move faster around the island while the warships contiune their course.

"Captain," said the weather operator. "The Hurricane will pass over the island by the time we arrive,"

The captain nodded his head as the frigates and destroyers formed a protective ring around the transport ship as they came closer and closer to the island.

Time before arrival: 8 hours.

"This is Commander Rosette, to the Mokostana Forces...We have a new nation coming in for aid, they should be here by the time the storm passes, over. We still value your aid if you still desire, over."

Commander Rosette, where do you need us, I have 100 men on the island available for your use. The rest of us are preparing our station for the storm. Over

"THis is the 19th Air Attack Flotilla, satellite coverage shows that the storm is changing course, if we push it we can make it in 24 hours. If the storm changes back we will be screwed, how badly do you need support? Is it worth the risk?"

"THis is the 19th Air Attack Flotilla, satellite coverage shows that the storm is changing course, if we push it we can make it in 24 hours. If the storm changes back we will be screwed, how badly do you need support? Is it worth the risk?"

"We're having major issues on Aurora right now. My men and women are swamped by thieves, rapists and the rest of the scum of the earth. If you can fan out across the island, make sure everyone remains safe, especially the late arrivals of fishermen I would appreciate it, out. Rosette here to the Mokoan Naval Forces, we have a feeling the storm is only going to get worse. Milady doesn't wish to endanger our allies, I'm afraid I have to leave the risk assessment up to you, our radio signals are growing weaker. Make your best judgment honorable sirs. Consider all the variables including your men and ship. Whatever you decide I will respect it. Let me know as soon as possible."

FROM: 19th Air Attack
TO: Mokan Naval Station, AHSCA

We will arrive in 24 to 48 hours, I know you do not have the ability to house our fleet but do your best to secure the area as well you can, the marines will be there soon.

As on the situation on Aurora, Mokan Naval men, mostly dock workers and crew members donned flak vest and grabbed M4s to go out and assist the local militias with security. In total 150 men were now under the command of Rosette. They were also under orders to shoot to maim, not kill. Luckily the 5.56mm round would easily go threw a human body with ease.

"Captain, the storm has changed course," said the operator.

The captain smiled as the coast line came into sight more clealy.

"All ships, full steam ahead," ordered the captain.

Arrival time shorten: 4 hours

"If the storm is going to change course, are we going to only sustain damage to Aurora?"

"Not likely. Judging by the shift we're all going to still get hit, just not as hard as we thought. Aurora will take the hardest hit, Hoshino will also be a hard hit. Truce, Corona and Animalpolis will be moderate. Still don't take chances. Remember safety always comes first. Assume this storm will be as bad as we suspect. Okay, all Mokoans! We are now going to secure a landing for forces, let's do our best to get this going okay? I need a team of about six to head for the North Shore, and a team of three to move to the west shore. Half will come with me to secure this shore for a landing. If I am right the ships will try to circle around the storm thus they will come in from the south, especially if it's on a northernly track. Let's move!"

To: AHSCA
From: Lynion Frigate Lynscet

This is Captain Marcus. We can see the docks and we'll be landing within 90 minutes, are the docks secure?


From Captain Marcus.

To: AHSCA
From: Lynion Frigate Lynscet

This is Captain Marcus. We can see the docks and we'll be landing within 90 minutes, are the docks secure?


From Captain Marcus.

"Standby."

"Captain!"

Rosette returned to the chambers.

"Rosette here. Right, good to know. We are secure, you may begin your landing procedures."

"If the storm is going to change course, are we going to only sustain damage to Aurora?"

"Not likely. Judging by the shift we're all going to still get hit, just not as hard as we thought. Aurora will take the hardest hit, Hoshino will also be a hard hit. Truce, Corona and Animalpolis will be moderate. Still don't take chances. Remember safety always comes first. Assume this storm will be as bad as we suspect. Okay, all Mokoans! We are now going to secure a landing for forces, let's do our best to get this going okay? I need a team of about six to head for the North Shore, and a team of three to move to the west shore. Half will come with me to secure this shore for a landing. If I am right the ships will try to circle around the storm thus they will come in from the south, especially if it's on a northernly track. Let's move!"

"Copy that ma'am, you three, take a jeep and get to that shore, you six, take a humvee and do the same, come with me everyone else."

These men were less soldiers and more just crewmen, even now the Tomahawk patrol boats were out to make sure all the fishermen were back inland. Doing quick runs over the popular fishing areas. Hoping not to find anyone.

"Copy that AHSCA," said the captain. "This is Captain Marcus to transport ship. I want you to land the 300 Lynion Hunters and the 700 Lynion Regulars. The regulars will land at the north part of the island while the Hunter's will land here,"

On board the transport ship.

"Captain Scott will take the Lynion Hunter's and land at the docks. Remeber we're actting as a peace keeping force not attacking," shouted the Colonel on board the transport ship.

The Lynion Hunters boarded their landing craft and started for the docks. As they landed, Captain Scott was greeted by militia as the waves crashed around the landing crafts.

"Don't worry: our message is just a request for help from the Alfegan government, plus a situation report to our company, assuring the radioactive waste is safe. It shouldn't be too dangerous for us to send it, should it?

While we're at it, is there anything you want to broadcast before we go outside to transmit?"

"Don't worry: our message is just a request for help from the Alfegan government, plus a situation report to our company, assuring the radioactive waste is safe. It shouldn't be too dangerous for us to send it, should it?

While we're at it, is there anything you want to broadcast before we go outside to transmit?"

"No, go on ahead then." Emiliana contacted on the radio "Rosette?"

"It's getting chaotic out there, we have two major countries coming in, a hurricane blowing everything around, storm surge up to my knees half the time, and lightning galore."

"I understand, keep on guard."

MNS Shino, OK-PCL-1 Tomahawk Class

"Naval Command, we have cleared the seas, coming back into base for hiding. I hope this bastard storm doesn't wreck to much."

"I hope not either, it could push construction back 4 months if it hits hard."

"wait, we have a boat out here. Looks like a fisherman still out at sea. I can't tell.....(to crew) Looks like we have a ship, fire a flare."

The 30 mm cannon turned and aimed over the ship, they hoped it just a ship that got loose from a port, but it case it wasn't they had to check. One round fired off and a red flare lit up the ever darkening sky....The captain looked through binoculars to check.

Rosette's attention on shore was grabbed by the bright flair.

"What the?"

She peered through her own bincolurs but couldn't see anything in the raging and dark seas.

To: Mokastana
From: Lynion Squadron 5th

Hello. We're friendly forces on the west side of the island and we're landing regualrs at the north part of the island. Are you the friendly forces the AHSCA are expecting?

End Message


New Message


To: AHSCA
From Lynion Hunter's landing at the south part of the island.

We've just landed at the south point of the island and the regulars will be landing at the north point of the island. What orders do you have for us?

End message.

"Stand by." Emiliana said. With the storm they were having to do radio-tag with each other.

"Commander Rosette, the forces of Lynion have landed on the Southern Shores."

"Emiliana are they on Aurora, I'm not seeing them from my location, though it could be the rain."

"Lynion Forces, this is Lt. Emiliana from Embassy Isle, my superior wants to know if you have landed on the south shore of Aurora Island. She has been unable to see you thus far. Send up a signal flair, over."

Captain Scott heard the radio signal and could see the figures on the shoreline. He ordered no transformations into were-wolves until the natives were used to them. The radio operator sent out a green flare to identify their position.

Scott marched off the boat first and walked behind the a native before saying hello.

"Hello," he smiled. "It pays to watch the whole coastline,"

"Hi! I'm Commander Rosette, we've been speaking on the Radio! You must be Lynion forces!"

To: Lynion Squadron 5th
From: Mokastana Naval Station, AHSCA


Yes we are friendly forces, we have a marine division a day out.

We have a few soldiers waiting for you.

The small boat was now within range of boarding, they tossed a rope weighed down by a metal hook, they pulled he boat closer, looking in for people. Two soldiers jumped for it.

The small boat was now within range of boarding, they tossed a rope weighed down by a metal hook, they pulled he boat closer, looking in for people. Two soldiers jumped for it.

It was two young neko girls, sisters, despertly trying to find their way home in the ravaging storm. The sight of strange men entering their boat frightend them. With all the anti-furrydom going around, who wouldn't be. "Stay away from us." The oldest was reaching for the gun they had

To: Lynion Squadron 5th
From: Mokastana Naval Station, AHSCA


Yes we are friendly forces, we have a marine division a day out.

We have a few soldiers waiting for you.

To: Mokastana Naval Station, AHSCA
From Lynion Squadron 5th.

The Lynion Hunter's have landed south and the regualrs have landed north of the island.

On the north of the island the few Dock workers armed with M4s and a Hummer with the standard 9X60mm light vehicle machine gun. The boats arrived right where the Mokans were, seeing them unload the Corperal walked up, his pancho flailing in the wind:

"Corperal Peron! Welcome to AHSCA! Where you guys from!?"

Out at sea

"Mokan Navy we are here to help you!"

The two men were only armed with flashlights and JagD .45 caliber pistols, however those were strapped to their things. Wearing bright orange reflective life savers they were clumsy as they tried from falling off the boat.

On the north of the island the few Dock workers armed with M4s and a Hummer with the standard 9X60mm light vehicle machine gun. The boats arrived right where the Mokans were, seeing them unload the Corperal walked up, his pancho flailing in the wind:

"Corperal Peron! Welcome to AHSCA! Where you guys from!?"

Out at sea

"Mokan Navy we are here to help you!"

The two men were only armed with flashlights and JagD .45 caliber pistols, however those were strapped to their things. Wearing bright orange reflective life savers they were clumsy as they tried from falling off the boat.

Upon closer look she saw the Mokoan flag, she knew they were true safety. "Take my little sis first!"

On the north of the island the few Dock workers armed with M4s and a Hummer with the standard 9X60mm light vehicle machine gun. The boats arrived right where the Mokans were, seeing them unload the Corperal walked up, his pancho flailing in the wind:

"Corperal Peron! Welcome to AHSCA! Where you guys from!?"



"Captain Jones of the 40th Regular Lynion Battalion," replied the catpain as the Lynion's came ashore with no equipment. "We've being sent to help the natives out. We were meant to be returning home after some naval practice's with the frigates,"

The regulars watched the storm starting to pass over.

An eerie calm came over. The storm wasn't over, it was just the eye. The sun was shining through and there was blue sky but there were walls of clouds surrounding them. "Okay, the eye is over us now, let's work fast!"

On board the frigate of Lynscet.

"Captain Jones and Captain Scott. The Squadron has to leave you on the island. I don't think the warships can take another pounding of this Hurricane. We're going back to base and we'll send out the Guardian Fleet to pick you blokes up," the captain said feeling sorrow enter his heart.

South part of the island.

Captain Scott swore his head as the transmissiom reached them. The squadron is going to leave them but he could understand why. He gave a ok reply back to the frigates as the landing craft's returned back to their warships.

North part of the island.

Captain Jones understood why it was require for the squadron to retreat but the Guardian Lynion Fleet would be passing them in three days so they might be able to leave unless things became worse.

"Well then, lets go inland. We don't have much time!"

As the storm crossed into the eye, trucks from the naval yard were riding up and allowing the Lynion Regulars to load up and hurry up.

MNS Shino

"Attention All Tomahawks, we dont have much time. the eye is over us, get to port NOW!"

"Copy that Station.....Jose! Rudy! anyone on the ship? we need to get home ASAP!

North Part of the Island

"Mount up," ordered Captain Jones as the trucks waited for them.

He sat by an officer of Mokastana. He could tell these guys had seen the destruction of a Hurricane before. He watched the walls of clouds become green. He was a flash back.

Flashback.

Jones saw himself in the eye of a Fungi Hurricane closing on their position. He could feel the slimy feeling of a tentacle.

In reality

"Captain?" said his lieutenant. "Captain!"

The captain snapped back as the soldiers watched him for a moment.

"Don't worry, those guys are exticnt," said his lieutenant calmy.

They passed on towards inland as they checked their rifles just in case there was a fight.

OOC: it is Mokan for short

IC:

"We don't have much time. Let's go!"

The soldiers loaded up to get to the center of the island to help with Commander Rosette inland.

"We don't have much problems with the local people. A few might take advantage of the situation, but it shouldn't be to bad. We are mostly to help clean up and reinforce the manpower."

"You heard the man," shouted Jones. "No killing unless it's a matter of life or death,"

The Lynion's filed out of the trucks as the sight of destruction greeted them. Jones ordered ten men to take watch while the rest help the native's with the damage caused by the hurricane.

"At least there isn't a civil war to worry about during a hurricane," said the lieutenant to Jones.

Jones smiled and laughed as he placed his rifle over his shoulder as they started to help the natives.

"Right you are. I think you'll have your help from Alfegos very quickly, once the storm is finished. We have stations in Mokastana, so no problems. In actual fact, we were heading away from Mokastana when the storm came. Silly us tempting fate by trying to ride on the fast air currents out of Mokastana, right through the storm area. Anyway..."
The co-pilot stood up, then donned a thick waterproof, making sure it was tied on with bungees. He did the same with the transmitter, before tying himself to the door.
"I'll be as quick as I can."
A wall of rain and wind shot into the room as he opened the door, suddenly cut off as the door was slammed shut from the other side. For a minute, there was silence inside, save for the whine of the storm outside, interrupted by the occasional thunderclap. The door opened again, and slammed. Then man fell back inside, peeling off his sodden outer layer of clothers and untying the transmitter from him.
"I just about got a signal on the horizon. I had to go for the stratellite on the Mokan west coast intead of the east coast, and just about managed all the message until I got cut off. We got a short reply as well."
He plugged in the small memory unit, and watched as the official government seal appeared. It stayed for a few seconds, before cutting into a video message from the Alfegan homeland. A screen behind the talking figure showed he was from the foreign ministry.
"This message is directed to both AHSCA representitives at your location as well as the crew of the stranded airship. You all are not to worry, and are assured that the government will aid by shipping in whatever aid you need from both Mokastana bases and from the nearest colonies, arriving within 30 minutes of your request with progressive deliveries at 2 hour intervals.
We are thankful to here that the hazchems aboard the airship have been contained, and will be refunding the company involved.
Until you're out of the storm, best wishes."
The screen cut out.

"Anything you want to send now?"

MOKAN 19TH AIR ATTACK FLEET

"Shit Captain, we are getting pounded here."

"But it cuts off more time, according to the admiral, and we are no where near the rough spots, it just means that we have to suffer a bit."

"12 hours in this."

"But we are on the south side, and it is moving north, so it can only get better, We should arrive to AHSCA just as the storm passes."

"Permission to speak freely Captain."

"This is the Mokan Navy, you dont have to ask for that."

"This is fucking insane Sir"

"Yes it is"

Aurora

many soldiers were patching up huts and reinforcing the larger ones while the eye passed over them. All but one Tomahawk was back in port. They hoped that they were late for a good reason.

"This message is directed to both AHSCA representitives at your location as well as the crew of the stranded airship. You all are not to worry, and are assured that the government will aid by shipping in whatever aid you need from both Mokastana bases and from the nearest colonies, arriving within 30 minutes of your request with progressive deliveries at 2 hour intervals.
We are thankful to here that the hazchems aboard the airship have been contained, and will be refunding the company involved.
Until you're out of the storm, best wishes."
The screen cut out.

"Anything you want to send now?"

"Negative, we look forward to your arrival when the storm passes."

OOC: what happened to the Neko girls, and the neko in Mokastna?

OOC: what happened to the Neko girls, and the neko in Mokastna?

ooc: You haven't rescued them yet have you?

no, last i heard they were reaching for the gun and the Mokans were screaming no we are here to help

no, last i heard they were reaching for the gun and the Mokans were screaming no we are here to help

Oh I see, my fault, you missed post #60 where the older tells the Soldiers to please take her sister. As for Haruhi, I fluided her time to be here

OOC: yeah i did, ok lets go

IC:

They took the little girl and put a life jacket on her and loaded her up into the Tomahawk. Quickly they gave the older sister a life jacket and took advantage of the eye to load them into the littoral combat ship and raced to the naval yard to hide in the concrete bunker storage.

"He can't hear you: that's a recording. Unless you want to go outside and chat?"
The men folded up all the other equipment and out it back into the silver chest, locking the lid shut. They pulled up some blankets, as well as taking some from another chest, before lying down on the floor relaxing. One man was busy listening to an MP3 player.
"Anything we can do while we wait?"

"There's nothing you can do, except wait for the storm to pass. This may be an awkward time to ask, but your country wouldn't happen to have an Embassy with us would you? Afterall this is an Embassy Complex, and what better time to fill out an application?"

The MNS Shino made it back to port just in time for the storm to start again, this time the soldiers and supplies were locked inside the hurricane resistant bunkers and buildings. As for the soldiers inland, they stayed inside huts with people trying to ride out the storm.

A few of the huts were empty from islanders who decided to leave. But most of them still had people, willing to host the Mokan soldiers. One was Aara and her daughter Aki. A young single mother and a teenage daughter easy to draw the attention of predators, but they were armed but they trusted the soldiers and were happy to put them up for the remainder of the storm.

"Would you like more water?"

"No thanks, I'm sure I had plenty already."

In the corner his flak vest sat dripping, despite the ponchos the soldiers had used the water had gotten everywhere on their uniforms. So they sat hoped to dry off somewhat before the fleet arrived with clean fresh dry marines who got to ride on transports and aviod any of the storms effects. Of course they didn't get to enjoy camping with these young good looking women, the soldier thought to himself. One of the benefits of being stationed at this base was the leave. With an estimated 600 Mokan naval men stations at the Embassy naval yard they had become quite accustom to the locals. Many young conscripts dodging army time to join the Navy loved flirting with the young locals on the island.

However this was not the time for that, Petty Officer Edwardo Juarez reminded himself. Instead he smiled to the daughter and continued to dry off his equipment.

"I think they're a big rugged and handsom types." Aki said.

"I'll give you that." They both laughed quietly. They were in good spirits.

Ed heard them giggling to eachother, it was nice to be around a few beautiful women who thought he looked rugged, just maybe...

"So what do you two lovely ladies normally do during these storms?"

The captain looked around at the regulars as they sat quietly down in the hut. They started to talk about their new island home. As the water came through the tiny holes in the roof making it drench their new uniforms.

"At least it isn't slime," joked the corporal.

Everyone got a laugh out of that one as the Lynion Hunter captain arrived and looked around as the rain started to get heavier.

"Reckon it'll hold?"

"Sure it will," smiled the captain.

"I really don't think that now is the best time for such matters, especially if the embassy complex is blown away. Or worse, we end up being curshed by that airship coming loose."

Outside Mokan Seamen were trying as hard as they could to secure the airship in the eye as it passed over to bringing back chaos and high wind and water. Not sure what to do they decided that in the event that the airship got caught and began to threaten the embassy facility that the Humvees would have to fill it with 9x60mm rounds, well, those stuck in the mud at least, the rest had gone to base for safety.

The two giggled. "We usually just hope and wait for the best."

"Mama likes to sign."

"I guess I do."

"you like to sing? Could you please sing for us? I would love to hear it."

"you like to sing? Could you please sing for us? I would love to hear it."

"Well, why not. What should I sing hon?"

"Why not the old lullaby?"

She began to sing a slow and lovely tune, as she held her daughter close.

"I must say you have an excellent voice for singing."

Ed Juarez continued to take off his wet clothes and try and ring them out, the bucket he was using was getting quite full of the water, he was amazing at how much water this uniform could absorb.

"I must say you have an excellent voice for singing."

Ed Juarez continued to take off his wet clothes and try and ring them out, the bucket he was using was getting quite full of the water, he was amazing at how much water this uniform could absorb.

"Thank you very much." She handed the soldier a blanket.

He wrapped up in the blanket and tried to warm up as the storm continued outside, though it was still ravening the island no doubt it was on its way out. They predicted it to be over by 6am the next morning it was midnight.


"thank you, I hope these clothes at least are done dripping by the time I have to put them back on."

He wrapped up in the blanket and tried to warm up as the storm continued outside, though it was still ravening the island no doubt it was on its way out. They predicted it to be over by 6am the next morning it was midnight.


"thank you, I hope these clothes at least are done dripping by the time I have to put them back on."

She hung the cloths up along side the other dripping cloths.

"It's our honor, to be hosting friends. We consider Mokans friends."

"With such an Island paradise here I would consider this heaven"

Suddenly a loud clap of something hitting something in the hurricane winds reminding Juarez of what was going on

"well....minus a few things."

"With such an Island paradise here I would consider this heaven"

Suddenly a loud clap of something hitting something in the hurricane winds reminding Juarez of what was going on

"well....minus a few things."

"Aha, well you take the good, you take the bad. It's part of life."

"true, but the less bad the better. I hope this storm is over soon, and thank you for hanging up my clothes. Perhaps I could come and visit at another time when there is no storm."

"true, but the less bad the better. I hope this storm is over soon, and thank you for hanging up my clothes. Perhaps I could come and visit at another time when there is no storm."

"That is the best time to visit. When the sun is shining and the surf and tide is perfect."

"I will have to come back soon when I get some RnR. We get a weekend off once a month until we get cycled back to Mokastana, I am only on my first two weeks.

"I will have to come back soon when I get some RnR. We get a weekend off once a month until we get cycled back to Mokastana, I am only on my first two weeks.

"Must be a tough job. But we are grateful you are here."

"no it is mostly paper pushing and making sure we have pilots. Security is available 24/7, one of the benefits of this socailist nation is the lack of paperwork, We have pilots on call for 8 hour shifts, if they are called in the last hour, the pilots taking over are given the option to take the flight. Also it is our duty to help our fellow nations. Especially yours."

he said with a smile

"no it is mostly paper pushing and making sure we have pilots. Security is available 24/7, one of the benefits of this socailist nation is the lack of paperwork, We have pilots on call for 8 hour shifts, if they are called in the last hour, the pilots taking over are given the option to take the flight. Also it is our duty to help our fellow nations. Especially yours."

he said with a smile

"Well we are happy that you are on call just for us."

"Of course, we even have a ship named after your leader, the MNS Shino, of course it is just a Tomahawk stationed here, but I find it fitting that the Shino would be part of the island."

"What are they doing?"
The captain had just peered out a gap between the storm shutters of the building, and could see the Mokan soldiers fiddling with the airships. A humvee was parked near them, the turret aimed at it.
"As if that's going to do anything? Come on. That just embarasses me. If it was a tank, then I might be slightly more considerate, but a peashooter like that? They'll be shooting at it for at least an hour before they get any noticable effect. Plus I do actually want to fly outta here instead of having to go through the repair crews coming and fixing it. Or dragging it off somewhere and breaking it even more. Can someone tell them just to tie it down and for them to get their arses away from it?"

"Shit its tied down, Now lets get the hell outta here!"

The few men left held on to a rope attached to a mud stuck Humvee that lead back to a decent size hut a few yards away. Their panchos tore in the wind and water as they backed off, leaving the giant airship and mud stuck hummers behind them.

"Finally, common sense, as long as that building is very firm indeed..."
The captain walked away form the window, and started chewing on an energy bar and had a swig from a bottle of juice.
"So, anything to do while we wait the storm out?"

"Of course, we even have a ship named after your leader, the MNS Shino, of course it is just a Tomahawk stationed here, but I find it fitting that the Shino would be part of the island."

"Oh milady must be honored to have a ship named for her. She deserves it."

"she deserves a lot more then that. I mean having to put up a Mokan husband, especailly a Villa, when those guys get rolling on something hell;s walls can't stop them.

"she deserves a lot more then that. I mean having to put up a Mokan husband, especailly a Villa, when those guys get rolling on something hell;s walls can't stop them.

"Milady is very happy. Very. She loves her husband and little one."

The Generalissimo smiled:

"I think you misunderstood, me, she deserves a lot more in her honor then a patrol boat, as for the Villas they are a very passionate bunch. I would never want to oppose them."

The Generalissimo smiled:

"I think you misunderstood, me, she deserves a lot more in her honor then a patrol boat, as for the Villas they are a very passionate bunch. I would never want to oppose them."

"I see now, forgive me. It's true. Milady has endured great hardship. With the war, her imprisonment, poor her."

OOC: no wait, the Generalissimo is in the other thread, thats what i get for posting at 2am

IC:

"Why do you always refer to her as milady? I never got that part."

OOC: no wait, the Generalissimo is in the other thread, thats what i get for posting at 2am

IC:

"Why do you always refer to her as milady? I never got that part."

"We address her as milady to show her respect. Do you address your leader as Mr. President? It's basically the same thing. It's a show of respect."

"Well sure, but that is more of a title, we allow someone's name to be associated with respect. Title is just how you serve the collective group."

This conversation was steering away from the direction he had hoped.

"If you don't mind me asking where is your husband?"

"Well sure, but that is more of a title, we allow someone's name to be associated with respect. Title is just how you serve the collective group."

This conversation was steering away from the direction he had hoped.

"If you don't mind me asking where is your husband?"

"I'm widowed. Have been for a while now."

"Wow, I am sorry to hear that."

I'm shooting myself in the foot, he thought to himself, outside the strom sounded as if it was clearing.

"The storm is almost over, that is nice to hear, though that means back to work. Perhaps once I get a weekend off I can come back to, check up on you."

He smiled again, hoping not to sound like an asshole.

"Wow, I am sorry to hear that."

I'm shooting myself in the foot, he thought to himself, outside the strom sounded as if it was clearing.

"The storm is almost over, that is nice to hear, though that means back to work. Perhaps once I get a weekend off I can come back to, check up on you."

He smiled again, hoping not to sound like an asshole.

"It's all right. I'm fine, so is my daughter. Yeah the storm is finally ending, thank goodness. I'd like that. You were so nice."

OOC: I'm enjoying reading thiese conversations.

OOC: I'm enjoying reading thiese conversations.

(OOC: Thanks)

Shino awoke with Marcella still her arms. Rays of sunshine were peering through the moderatley damaged hut. "Morning Marcella."

"Morning Mama."

"You have been a very brave and good girl through this."

"I have?"

"Yes I'm very proud. Thank goodness it wasn't worse than this."

"What do we do next?"

"We have to make sure the storm is truly over."

George looked out, the storm clouds were on the horizon, but by the look of it they were leaving. He sighed as one more storm passed and tore the islands up.

"Sir, look over there!"

One of the naval workers from AHSCA station caught his attention, from the other direction the Mokan Fleet had arrive with the marine division to help with the cleanup.

"Yes the storm is finally passing."

"Yay!"

Even though the worst of it was over the hurricane was still spouting off small rouge thunderstorms. As night began to fall more of these storms were coming and going.

Rosette surveyed everything. "Well by the looks of it, I think the big storm has passed us Milady, now just the smaller storms are coming."

"Thank you Rosette. You should get some sleep."

"This isn't over until we are finished Milady Shino. Until then, I need to be alert to keep the peace."

Shino gave Rosette a kiss and wished her luck. Rosette went to greet the Mokoan fleets that were now arriving. "How are things at embassy isle?"

"Things are ship-shape Rosette. Everyone is begining to get some carbine fever."

"Ah well, try to keep them at bay. The seas have calmed down but it's dark and I don't want people to get lost. Come morning they should be able to help more."

"Roger."

A day earlier, near AHSCA...

The small Red Tidean bulk freighter was owned by the Red Tide Intelligence Commissariat, run by the Commissariat, and crewed by the Commissariat. Usually it spent it's times smuggling weapons to out-of-the-way dictatorships that Red Tide propped up. But ocassionally... it was given special missions.

This was one of those times, and, as per Murphy's Law, something had to go wrong... like the storm...

The freighter was lost with all hands, as it slid under the ocean, it did not broadcast a SOS message, it was under orders not to do so. However, it's 'cargo' was not lost, although it would take forever for the Red Tidean's too figure out what happened to the freighter and it's cargo.

A Coronan Beach, The Next Morning

It was on the beach where the soldiers of the State Guard had stormed ashore, bringing about an era of death and oppression in the small island of Corona, that the box washed ashore. The box, on first glance, seemed like nothing special. It was labelled, in Cyrillic, ETS-01. It was about 9 feet long, resting on its side, and seemed like a plain, old wooden box.

a Imperial Navy Sea Scout UAV (http://www.shephard.co.uk/Assets/Images/uvonline/Image%20Library/UAV%20images/S/Sea%20Scout%20200px.jpg) that had been launch from a Dolphin Class Battleship flys over the islands heading for embassy isle

A day earlier, near AHSCA...

The small Red Tidean bulk freighter was owned by the Red Tide Intelligence Commissariat, run by the Commissariat, and crewed by the Commissariat. Usually it spent it's times smuggling weapons to out-of-the-way dictatorships that Red Tide propped up. But ocassionally... it was given special missions.

This was one of those times, and, as per Murphy's Law, something had to go wrong... like the storm...

The freighter was lost with all hands, as it slid under the ocean, it did not broadcast a SOS message, it was under orders not to do so. However, it's 'cargo' was not lost, although it would take forever for the Red Tidean's too figure out what happened to the freighter and it's cargo.

A Coronan Beach, The Next Morning

It was on the beach where the soldiers of the State Guard had stormed ashore, bringing about an era of death and oppression in the small island of Corona, that the box washed ashore. The box, on first glance, seemed like nothing special. It was labelled, in Cyrillic, ETS-01. It was about 9 feet long, resting on its side, and seemed like a plain, old wooden box.


The milita men and women began crowding over the mysterious box.

"Commander, we have found a box with unknown markings. It does not belong to any of our aiding forces, but looks military grade."

"Don't touch it then, I'm going to contact the Mokostana Fleet to come and contain whatever it is."

"their dish is out and look like they going to need a whole new one"said the Captain of the Battleship as he watchs the images of the embassy from the UAV

"look like the Air Forces has to airdrop one seeing they have no airport they can land at'said the Commander back to the Captain

"their dish is out and look like they going to need a whole new one"said the Captain of the Battleship as he watchs the images of the embassy from the UAV

"look like the Air Forces has to airdrop one seeing they have no airport they can land at'said the Commander back to the Captain

"What is that plane doing?"

"Well it's friendly. Imperial isa."

"Can you contact it?"

"Unfortunately no our communications are localized and short range. We haven't been able to connect any further."

"Well they should be able to land in the air strip, unless it's littered with debris."

"Copy that Militia Command, Sending out a squad to investigate."

20 minutes later...

Two SeaHawks flew low and fast towards the beach, on board was about 20 marines, many had achieved jaguar Status, however about 6 still needed one more kill, then the training of course. Metallica blared over the loud roar of the rotors as the choppers made their way to the beach. When they approached the target area the helicopters looked for a place to land, but upon seeing none they let the marines repel down to the beach to meet up with the Miltia. Unlike the Army, the marines prided themselves on being good at everything, and they wouldn't miss a chance to tell you.

"Sargeant Nathan Peron, what seems to be the issue we got here?"


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As for the rest of the island, the other 19,980 marines rolled out on Fox utility vehicles and Hummers to get out and help the islanders. trucks were being loaded on to beaches to head inland full of supplies such as drinking water, MREs and other things the islanders would need.

from the back of a C-12 (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/IAFPlanes.jpg)Transport Plane falls a Box whos Parachute open mins after leaving the plane

"there as they said on the two way"said a Sergeant who was waiting in a open area with some men

"Copy that Militia Command, Sending out a squad to investigate."

20 minutes later...

Two SeaHawks flew low and fast towards the beach, on board was about 20 marines, many had achieved jaguar Status, however about 6 still needed one more kill, then the training of course. Metallica blared over the loud roar of the rotors as the choppers made their way to the beach. When they approached the target area the helicopters looked for a place to land, but upon seeing none they let the marines repel down to the beach to meet up with the Miltia. Unlike the Army, the marines prided themselves on being good at everything, and they wouldn't miss a chance to tell you.

"Sargeant Nathan Peron, what seems to be the issue we got here?"


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As for the rest of the island, the other 19,980 marines rolled out on Fox utility vehicles and Hummers to get out and help the islanders. trucks were being loaded on to beaches to head inland full of supplies such as drinking water, MREs and other things the islanders would need.


"This strange cargo box washed up on our shores. We aren't sure who it's from and we are a bit nervous to open it. We certainly can't leave it, there are nations out there that wouldn't mind smuggling in some megaton bomb to anilate us all."

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The storm while sparing to many was brutal on others. Many huts were obliterated by small water spouts of storm surge. People gracefully accepted the aid from the Mokoan Marines.

it was not long be for the box and parachute was picked up and the Sergeant was now opening a Envelope that was inside the box

"well men the Empress given birth to her twins Princes Alex Wesker and Princess Erin Wesker "he say to those around him

it was not long be for the box and parachute was picked up and the Sergeant was now opening a Envelope that was inside the box

"well men the Empress given birth to her twins Princes Alex Wesker and Princess Erin Wesker "he say to those around him

"Congratulations." Emeliana said to the men. "Sounds like you have a joyful occasion on hand."

"Congratulations." Emeliana said to the men. "Sounds like you have a joyful occasion on hand."

the Sergeant turn an looks
"what do you mean, we just carry on like every other day"

the Sergeant turn an looks
"what do you mean, we just carry on like every other day"

"Well your nations leader just gave birth? Not every day that happens. It was a big deal when Lady Marcella Villa was born."

"Well your nations leader just gave birth? Not every day that happens. It was a big deal when Lady Marcella Villa was born."

"one she not the leader she only his Mate, two no it a big deal she just like every other woman who given birth"

"This strange cargo box washed up on our shores. We aren't sure who it's from and we are a bit nervous to open it. We certainly can't leave it, there are nations out there that wouldn't mind smuggling in some megaton bomb to anilate us all."

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The storm while sparing to many was brutal on others. Many huts were obliterated by small water spouts of storm surge. People gracefully accepted the aid from the Mokoan Marines.

"Well we got a strange box, scan it boys, see if its radioactive, do you have any bomb sniffing dogs around here?"

A few marines dug out the box and laid it flat.

"Well it made it to the beach without blowing up. I don't think it's unstable."

"Well we got a strange box, scan it boys, see if its radioactive, do you have any bomb sniffing dogs around here?"

A few marines dug out the box and laid it flat.

"Well it made it to the beach without blowing up. I don't think it's unstable."

"That is true. We should alert Chief Ayla, she should know about this container."

"Right away."

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Shino was gradually clearing their home area of debris. Marcella tripped occasionally over piles of drift wood and downed trees. "Careful, honey."

George picked up his daughter and set her down on a piece of driftwood big enough to make a chair with.

"Stay here honey, I got to clean up this stuff so we can rebuild."

He turned to kiss his wife as he began to clean around the hut. Amazed how many Mokans were around the island working on rebuilding in the island he also watches to make sure they are doing more work then flirting, mokan boys, especailly military age have been to be have that trait, especailly in places as great as AHSCA.


On the beach

"that would be a good idea, but intul we have an idea we probably shouldn't mess with anymore."

"Yes papa."

Many of the island Girls did flirt endlessly with the Mokan boys. Many of them giggled among themselves "That one is really cute."

One girl walked up to one and spoke "Excuse me, could you help, I'm gathering up wood to rebuild my hut. And you look like such a strong boy."

the Sergeant with new Order thank to having the Dish up, pulls the pin on a red smoke grenade an drops it on to the beach he and two other soldier where one

"there the Gate Landing Craft (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/ImperialNavyGateLandingCraft.jpg) now'said a Soldier as he spot in his scope
"there be a army bulldozer and about ten sappers on board it"said the Sergeant

OOC: I presume I'm still in so I'll contiune

IC:

The Squad of Lynion's got up from the ruined hut as they stood up. They looked around the ruined area. Huts, buildings wiped out. They gathered what equipment they had left and started to help with the cleaning up.

Captain Jaxson looked around as they could see some landingcraft about to land at a beach.

OOC: I presume I'm still in so I'll contiune

IC:

The Squad of Lynion's got up from the ruined hut as they stood up. They looked around the ruined area. Huts, buildings wiped out. They gathered what equipment they had left and started to help with the cleaning up.

Captain Jaxson looked around as they could see some landingcraft about to land at a beach.

(OOC: of course :) )

"We survived, thank the lord." Famlies were saying, not all in the same context but they were certainly saying it. Women and men were helping the strangers that had come to help. The older generations those that survived the war, were keeping a sharp eye. They weren't as warm to the visitors as others.

Many girls were offering up tropical fruits out of kindness or out of wooing the people.

it did not take long for the ten sappers to off load the bulldozer (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3a/IDF-D9L003.jpg)and the M35 cargo truck from the landing craft

"well the building this way"said the Sergeant to the Sergeant of the sappers

"Imperial Forces, This is the Mokan Navy, may we inquire as to your reason of being near the embassy center?"


On the beach a Seahawk lowered a basket to put the unusual crate into to be brought back to the fleet for further investigation, only once they realized it could be an explosive it was decided to take to a small uninhabited island to be broken open.

As for the island, many Mokan soldiers were helping rebuilding huts, while flirting and picking up Island girls, George looked over to Marcella, realizing that she would grow up here. No doubt the girls would teach her the about the "benefits" of dating a Mokan boy....he would have to brush up on his hand to hand. Not to far off a Mokan marine, on his first tour of duty was cleaning up, his AVIR slung over his shoulder and he was helping a girl rebuild her hut.

"Excuse me, could you help, I'm gathering up wood to rebuild my hut. And you look like such a strong boy."

"Well, for you I could get all the wood you need. where is your Hut?"

Yep, George thought, definently work on hand to hand, and shooting again....

Nerine and her friend Asha arrived. They were here on a silent good will mission to help the poor people. "Wow this reminds me of our last Cyclone." Asha said.

"Yeah, these poor people." Nerine said "Do you think we need to check in?"

"I've never known these islands to check passports. If they ask, we have them right? So let's help."

"Hey isn't that-No-no yes that must be Shino. I've heard of her. She's famous among these island areas."

"She's pretty."

"Yes."

"Maybe we could.."

"No, she's a duchess."

"So our leader is higher but she still is kind and talks to her people."

"We don't even speak her language. Come now, we have work we need to do."

"I thought this place had nekos."

"They do, just this is not that island. Now remember we are here to help all."

"I'm sorry, you're right. Oooh...."

"Now what, did you see Elvis?"

"No, who's that handsome man?"

"I think he's The Grand Duke of this island."

"Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure."

"Well one way to find out." Asha began to approach him.

"Asha, come back. Oooh, you are going to get us arrested or shot."

George looked over to the newcomers, setting down the driftwood he rose a hand to shake with the man. He didn't look threating, and even if he was, there was enough armed Mokan troops to make sure he didn't.

"Welcome to AHSCA, my name is George Villa, who are you?"

"Imperial Forces, This is the Mokan Navy, may we inquire as to your reason of being near the embassy center?"

Mokan Navy would need to send someone over as they find they could not contact them by Radio as for the fact the all radio's had Encryption

On the beach a Seahawk lowered a basket to put the unusual crate into to be brought back to the fleet for further investigation, only once they realized it could be an explosive it was decided to take to a small uninhabited island to be broken open.

The box did not at any point or time during this whole ordeal, detonate in any way, shape, or form. Even when the box was dropped at a modest height from the helicopter, it did not explode. Any scanning of the box would detect no radioactive material, chemical agents, or explosives. Although a metal detector would pick up a fair bit of metal.

In the embassy complex a few marines were cleaning up when they got a call on the radio. It was from the admiral. They now had to go find the person of charge of the Imperial forces and get an idea of what is going on, since they seemed not to respond to any channels, and hacking theres would be more trouble then it was worth.

The marine captain ran up to an Imperail worker and asked who was in charge here.


On the small island five marines sat around the crate and waved to the helicopter as it flew back to the fleet to be refueled. With that one of the used a crowbar to crack the crate open and take a look inside.

In the embassy complex a few marines were cleaning up when they got a call on the radio. It was from the admiral. They now had to go find the person of charge of the Imperial forces and get an idea of what is going on, since they seemed not to respond to any channels, and hacking theres would be more trouble then it was worth.

The marine captain ran up to an Imperail worker and asked who was in charge here..

"talk to the Major he the one with the chainsaw cutting up that fallen tree that taken the fence out" said a Soldier holding a Rifle as he was on Duty

The box opened to reveal something that should belong in a movie. It was a seven foot long cylinder attached to a small diesal generator and some sort of monitoring device. The monitoring device was constantly scrolling through text in Cyrillic. Next to the monitoring device and screen was a keypad. Floating inside the cylinder, which was filled with a greenish-colored liquid, was a beautiful young woman.

She was 5 feet, 8 inches, was a brunette with hair which had grown down to her back, somewhat pale skin, and was completely in the nude. Pads with wires that led up to the monitoring device had been placed on her wrists, feet, and forehead. Over her mouth and nose was a breathing mask and hose that also led up to the monitoring device.

She was apparently fast asleep (perhaps, unconcious?) inside the cylinder.

George looked over to the newcomers, setting down the driftwood he rose a hand to shake with the man. He didn't look threating, and even if he was, there was enough armed Mokan troops to make sure he didn't.

"Welcome to AHSCA, my name is George Villa, who are you?"

"I'm Asha, and this is Nerine, we come from Carnelian Island. We heard of your storm so we wanted to help out. Call it a good will mission from our country to yours."

OOC: River??? ahh damn we are all fucked.....


IC:

The Captain sent his men out to help with the clean up and walked over the Major who seemed to handle a chainsaw rather well. He waited for the major to finish up and walked up to ask him:

"Are you in Charge here? Captain Menez, Mokastana 3rd Marine Division."

OOC: River??? ahh damn we are all fucked.....


IC:

The Captain sent his men out to help with the clean up and walked over the Major who seemed to handle a chainsaw rather well. He waited for the major to finish up and walked up to ask him:

"Are you in Charge here? Captain Menez, Mokastana 3rd Marine Division."

OOC quick throw the box back out to sea fast before boom hits us
IC

"what do you want" the Major asked not too happy that he was stopepd

OOC: River??? ahh damn we are all fucked.

OOC: Buh?

The box opened to reveal something that should belong in a movie. It was a seven foot long cylinder attached to a small diesal generator and some sort of monitoring device. The monitoring device was constantly scrolling through text in Cyrillic. Next to the monitoring device and screen was a keypad. Floating inside the cylinder, which was filled with a greenish-colored liquid, was a beautiful young woman.

She was 5 feet, 8 inches, was a brunette with hair which had grown down to her back, somewhat pale skin, and was completely in the nude. Pads with wires that led up to the monitoring device had been placed on her wrists, feet, and forehead. Over her mouth and nose was a breathing mask and hose that also led up to the monitoring device.

She was apparently fast asleep (perhaps, unconcious?) inside the cylinder.


"Shit, what the hell do we got here?"

"I do not know....(pushes the button on the radio)..Commander, we got an um...cryogenic cylinder...with a girl in it."

"Copy that."

The Mokastana Bureau of Secret Actions was informed quickly of the discovery. In five hours a plane would be flown to the fleet where the crate was quickly reloaded back on a SeaHawk and to an amphibious assault carrier. There were no labs around, so the crate would have to be brought back to one of the research islands to be opened.


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"I'm Asha, and this is Nerine, we come from Carnelian Island. We heard of your storm so we wanted to help out. Call it a good will mission from our country to yours."

"welcome, as you can see your not the only nation, but you are more then welcome to help, I would recommend talking to my wife Shino, she knows far more about these storms then I do. "

OOC: Buh?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Firefly_(TV_series)

OOC quick throw the box back out to sea fast before boom hits us
IC

"what do you want" the Major asked not to happy that he was stopepd

"I was ordered by the Admiral to make contact with your forces here and figure out what you are doing here. Just a check up to make sure you are not hostile, thats about it."

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"welcome, as you can see your not the only nation, but you are more then welcome to help, I would recommend talking to my wife Shino, she knows far more about these storms then I do. "

"Well we certainly have our share of storms too. But we may just do that, thank you sir."

OOC: Is the cylinder going to remain in AHSCA? Because I would prefer it that way...

IC: The monitoring equipment continued to operate, text moving across its screen, as the contents of the crate were taken to the Mokastanan Fleet. The hum of the diesal generator continued to go on. Everything operated normally.

"I was ordered by the Admiral to make contact with your forces here and figure out what you are doing here. Just a check up to make sure you are not hostile, thats about it."

"what the Vith they think we doing building a missile silo" said the Major

"I'm just under orders, so you are here to help clean up the embassy complex that right?"

OOC: Is the cylinder going to remain in AHSCA? Because I would prefer it that way...

If you desire for the girl to awaken, she could stay I am curious as to where you will take this

OOC: Someones going to have to open it(whether through the keypad or just smashing the glass) in order for her to wake up.

OOC: ok I will try to keep it in AHSCA, where are you taking this....

IC:

"So we have a cyrogentic status chamber powered by a diesel engine...what part of this picture is, umm....screwed up?"

"So should we get her out of it?"

"Get the hacking equipment, Cortez, this is up to you, open it."

The first things the men did was don HAZMATs suits, just in case their was an infection in there. Then isolated it in a seperate air chamber in the medical wing. After taking apart the keypad, the electronics, and hooking it up to more machines, they finally activated the trigger.

"I'm just under orders, so you are here to help clean up the embassy complex that right?"

"one i'am station here ,two are you dumb and blind "

"one i'am station here ,two are you dumb and blind "

With that the Captain left, sending a message to the fleet that the imperial forces were friendly and, while rude, not a threat. With that they went back to help cleaning up the islands trying to find a place on shore to spent the night.

OOC: Oh, just character RPing... for now,

:cackles mysteriously:

IC: There was a short pause, then an entire line of Cyrrillic scrolled down the monitoring screen. After it was done scrolling, there was a hiss and the liquid inside of the container began to empty out... onto the floor of the room the capsule was in. That would take awhile to clean-up.

Then there was a series of clicking sounds, and the transparent, plastic 'walls' of the cryogenic tube simply... fell apart into two halves. The young woman fell onto the floor rather roughly. The pads and the breathing mask simply fell away as she landed onto the floor.

Almost seconds later, the girl stirred, then slowly, weakly, began to move.

Perspective Switch!

'Where am I?' She thought weakly... then another thought came to her. 'Wait... who am I?'

Slowly feeling strength rising in her body, she began to wobbly stand on her legs. Unfortunantly, she was still not strong enough to stand fully, and with a short, loud 'EEP', she fell down again.

"Vith don't they know it rube to stop someone who is working"said the Major to someone near as the Captain leaves

The Major look at decoded message that was hand to him

"shit Devil coming here and i'll better find some form this government to talk to him"said the Major as he finished off his coffee

The marines in HAZMATs suits grabbed her and she fell, and laid her down on a bed near her....box. The floor was soaked due to the liquid and two men began mopping it up and draining it back into the box. Men began hooking her up to machines and making sure she was healthy and scanning to make sure she wasn't infected with anything.

the Major heads out to find someone from the AHSCA government to inform them that someone would have to be sent out to talk to the high ranking officer who be dropping in

the Major heads out to find someone from the AHSCA government to inform them that someone would have to be sent out to talk to the high ranking officer who be dropping in

"We seem to be having problems with our visitors, Rosette."

"Can you keep them at bay Emilliana? I really have to stay on Aurora."

"I can try. Excuse me sir, is there something I can help you with?"

"We seem to be having problems with our visitors, Rosette."

"Can you keep them at bay Emilliana? I really have to stay on Aurora."

"I can try. Excuse me sir, is there something I can help you with?"

"yur you need to send someone to talk to the Colonel that dropping in, oh i must add he no normal Colonel for the fact the Emperor see him as older brother"

"yur you need to send someone to talk to the Colonel that dropping in, oh i must add he no normal Colonel for the fact the Emperor see him as older brother"

"I shall see him, where is he?"

"I shall see him, where is he?"

"that him dropping in now from that C-12 that just flow over"said the Major as he points to the Sky (http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r78/mykkigirl/Paratrooper.jpg)

"he be on the ground in a minute or so"

"that him dropping in now from that C-12 that just flow over"said the Major as he points to the Sky (http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r78/mykkigirl/Paratrooper.jpg)

"he be on the ground in a minute or so"

"Roger that." She began the trek over to the runway. This was too much activity for comfort quite frankly.

"Roger that." She began the trek over to the runway. This was too much activity for comfort quite frankly.

after the Soldier picked up his gear the Major walks over to him,

"Colonel David (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/ColonelDavidScoot.jpg) Scott, well sir she not said who she is sir"said th Major to him

"runway why too short for a C-12"said David as he shoulders his Rifle


OOC he only has a knife scar from the corner of his left to the bottom of his jaw

after the Soldier picked up his gear the Major walks over to him,

"Colonel David (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/ColonelDavidScoot.jpg) Scott, well sir she not said who she is sir"said th Major to him

"runway why too short for a C-12"said David as he shoulders his Rifle


OOC he only has a knife scar from the corner of his left to the bottom of his jaw

"I'm Lt. Emilliana Martinez, I'm the militia guard for the Embassy Isle Complex."

"I'm Lt. Emilliana Martinez, I'm the militia guard for the Embassy Isle Complex."

at 199 cms tall David looks down at Emilliana

"i'am sent here to find out who do i talk to about replace the build you put for our Embassy, with a Reinforced concrete building that with stand Storms as well as 908 kg bombs to a point"

at 199 cms tall David loosk down at Emilliana

"i'am sent here to find out who do i talk to about replace the build you put for our Embassy, with a Reinforced concrete building that with stand Storms as well as 908 kg bombs to a point"

"Well sir, that would be the Duchess. But it's not needed, the interior of the building is relatively untouched. This building was already built to withstand hurricanes and external attacks. Any other upgrades not needed at present, so it would be unlikely you could get clearance to see the Duchess."

"Well sir, that would be the Duchess. But it's not needed, the interior of the building is relatively untouched. This building was already built to withstand hurricanes and external attacks. Any other upgrades not needed at present, so it would be unlikely you could get clearance to see the Duchess."

"well i better get it as i'am talking about replaceing your build with one of our own for our troops to live in away for all others nations"

"well i better get it as i'am talking about replaceing your build with one of our own for our troops to live in away for all others nations"

"That's a bold proposal. Well I'll have to forward your request. Rosette, the commander here wishes to speak with Milady Shino."

"What for?"

"To make a request regarding the embassy."

"I don't imagine it will go anywhere but I'll talk to Milady about it."

"Roger. My commander will forward your request to Shino."

"That's a bold proposal. Well I'll have to forward your request. Rosette, the commander here wishes to speak with Milady Shino."

"What for?"

"To make a request regarding the embassy."

"I don't imagine it will go anywhere but I'll talk to Milady about it."

"Roger. My commander will forward your request to Shino."

"oh i left out we want it to be on a man island ten kilometres long and one and a half kilometres wide, lying about five kilometres off where you say we can build it, all so having it's own dock saving the need to clog yours up, as i do recall you getting new sailing ships from our navy"

"oh i left out we want it to be on a man island ten kilometres long and one and a half kilometres wide, lying about five kilometres off where you say we can build it, all so having it's own dock saving the need to clog yours up, as i do recall you getting new sailing ships from our navy"

"These are bold requests sir, I don't imagine the islanders going for it. Milady should be able to explain it to you though."

"These are bold requests sir, I don't imagine the islanders going for it. Milady should be able to explain it to you though."

"oh there somethng in it for you, a dry dock where you can build clipper size ships yourselfs or repair them "

"h'uena mzild wund l'chath" David said as he turn to the Major

"you ckecked on the Ixanians"

"oh there somethng in it for you, a dry dock where you can build clipper size ships yourselfs or repair them "

"h'uena mzild wund l'chath" David said as he turn to the Major

"you ckecked on the Ixanians"

"The Ixanians? Well anyway as I said sir, it is up to Milady."

"Emiliana?"

"Yes Rosette."

"Shino has agreed to meet up with them."

"Very well. I assume you have transport to back to Aurora?"

"The Ixanians? Well anyway as I said sir, it is up to Milady."

"Emiliana?"

"Yes Rosette."

"Shino has agreed to meet up with them."

"Very well. I assume you have transport to back to Aurora?"

"we some what Allies, the Emperor Mate from there, his Aid Fiancee from there and so is my two Mates and i Fiancee"

"we some what Allies, the Emperor Mate from there, his Aid Fiancee from there and so is my two Mates and i Fiancee"


Shino made her self decent for the visitors. She was nervous about this meeting it was a pretty big request. AHSCA had so few allies in the world she had to make this go right. "Please sit. So you wish to discuss a military base?"

Shino made her self decent for the visitors. She was nervous about this meeting it was a pretty big request. AHSCA had so few allies in the world she had to make this go right. "Please sit. So you wish to discuss a military base?"

"i'll stand been on a plane for hours and what military base what we have here now is all we going to have station here"

"i'll stand been on a plane for hours and what military base what we have here now is all we going to have station here"

Shino was confused. "I'm sorry but I don't understand you. Is there someone who can interprit what you say?"

Shino was confused. "I'm sorry but I don't understand you. Is there someone who can interprit what you say?"

"i been sitting for 20 hours on a plane, two you need more then Nine to have what a out post be called a military base "

"i been sitting for 20 hours on a plane, two you need more then (must check numbers) to have what a out post be called a military base "

"Okay I see, so you want a new military complex? We can give you request on any of the near by islands. There is one relatively close to Mokostana."

"Okay I see, so you want a new military complex? We can give you request on any of the near by islands. There is one relatively close to Mokostana."

"no we want to build a Island for a our Embassy,as all as it own dock so we don't take up one of yours, we all so want to build a dry dock for you on the other half of it"

"no we want to build a Island for a our Embassy,as all as it own dock so we don't take up one of yours, we all so want to build a dry dock for you on the other half of it"

"I find this pretty unusual but I don't see why not. We can audit you this island here, it should fit everything you need and desire."

"I find this pretty unusual but I don't see why not. We can audit you this island here, it should fit everything you need and desire."

David did not answer right away as he was checking his PDA

"ar the ships we building for you the first ten have been finished, an if you just give where you like to us to put it all be fine"

David did not answer right away as he was checking his PDA

"ar the ships we building for you the first ten have been finished, an if you just give where you like to us to put it all be fine"

"Well the first one may come here to Aurora. The others may go to the Mokostana Naval Station to the north."

"Well the first one may come here to Aurora. The others may go to the Mokostana Naval Station to the north."

"what do you mean first one, they all finish bring built at the sametime, an i've been told you have to send crews for them "

"what do you mean first one, they all finish bring built at the sametime, an i've been told you have to send crews for them "


"The first of the ten, send one here, then the rest will go to Mokoan Naval Station. Though we assumed you were going to tug them but if you want us to crew them, we shall."

"The first of the ten, send one here, then the rest will go to Mokoan Naval Station. Though we assumed you were going to tug them but if you want us to crew them, we shall."

"can be done, an we were but what sea going tug boats that the Navy had that were not lost bring the war as they towed damage ships , are in fact towing damage ships back to our dry docks ,mm the Navy could use Frigates and Destroyers to tow them if you don't mind that"

Outside the marines continued cleaning up the islands, the 20,00 plus manpower along with supplies made much of the work quick and easy, however most of the troops would have to spend a few nights on the island to finish the job.

"can be done, an we were but what sea going tug boats that the Navy had that were not lost bring the war as they towed damage ships , are in fact towing damage ships back to our dry docks ,mm the Navy could use Frigates and Destroyers to tow them if you don't mind that"

"That would be fine with us. Is there anything more?"

"That would be fine with us. Is there anything more?"

"just that we still own the island seeing we building it with our own money" David said before talking in Imperial on the Coms mounted on the helmet he was wearing

"just that we still own the island seeing we building it with our own money" David said before talking in Imperial on the Coms mounted on the helmet he was wearing

"It will be your territory."

"It will be your territory."

"five days time your ships be here, you do your own security for the dry docks,but we share the maintenance cost of them,now i'll be off to fine a nice bit of ground to sleep on"

"five days time your ships be here, you do your own security for the dry docks,but we share the maintenance cost of them,now i'll be off to fine a nice bit of ground to sleep on"

"It's going to rain tonight. You can stay here."

"It's going to rain tonight. You can stay here."

"i've slept in foxholes and trenches in rain it don't really worrys me,But you Relly want me to stay i'll stay"

"i've slept in foxholes and trenches in rain it don't really worrys me,But you Relly want me to stay i'll stay"

"Well if you desire. I can't force you."

"Well if you desire. I can't force you."

"i'll stay if you want i don't mind" said David as he take his canteen off his webbing

"i'll stay if you want i don't mind" said David as he take his canteen off his webbing

"I have my own place and I want all the aid workers to be a comfortable as possible. So by all means stay."

"I have my own place and I want all the aid workers to be a comfortable as possible. So by all means stay."

"done"said David as he drop his heavy backpack onto the floor making a loud noise

The marines in HAZMATs suits grabbed her and she fell, and laid her down on a bed near her....box. The floor was soaked due to the liquid and two men began mopping it up and draining it back into the box. Men began hooking her up to machines and making sure she was healthy and scanning to make sure she wasn't infected with anything.

OOC: Sorry for taking so long...

IC: Any viral scans or diagnosis attempts would quickly come-up with zilch. The young woman was completely free of any viruses, bacteria, or such-things that would be harmful to other humans.

She looked, semi-weakly, at the men in HAZMAT suits... 'Wait...' She suddenly thought, 'How did I know they were HAZMAT Suits?'

"Hello?" She suddenly found herself asking... in Russian. "Who are you? Where am I?"

OOC i don't really want part of what you doing RT2 but if Mokastana has no one that talks Russian, my lot do if helps need to keep the plot moving

OOC: Actually, that will not be nessecary... although it spoils the fun, I'll give you a hint:
She knows more then one language.

OOC: Actually, that will not be nessecary... although it spoils the fun, I'll give you a hint:
She knows more then one language.

OOC cool ,and she sound like my lot who know four other languages aside their own

place holder for a link when i find the post

OOC: Sorry for taking so long...

IC: Any viral scans or diagnosis attempts would quickly come-up with zilch. The young woman was completely free of any viruses, bacteria, or such-things that would be harmful to other humans.

She looked, semi-weakly, at the men in HAZMAT suits... 'Wait...' She suddenly thought, 'How did I know they were HAZMAT Suits?'

"Hello?" She suddenly found herself asking... in Russian. "Who are you? Where am I?"

In spanish:

"Russian? Does anyone here speak Russian?"

The soldiers looked around to see if anyone in the room did know russian, so far no one did, however that did not mean no one on the ship didn't Surprisingly enough, there were many Mokan people of Russian Decent, a little above 4% or so. Going back threw the Mokastana's past it would be noticed that Russian was the first language taught in Mokan schools, for over 30 years. Making it a very common language.

The Corperal ran outside to look for a member of the crew who spoke Russian, the doctor in the next hall was fluent in both Spanish and Russian, and walked over. Quickly donning a HAZMAT suit, because they did not want to contaminate anything in the room, especailly the crate she was in. He came in....(I am assuming she has tried other languages by this point)...and said hello in Russian.

OOC: I don't think you could help since this is on a Marine transport ship in the Mokan fleet

sorry amigo

Suddenly, as the man was leaving the room, the girl said, amazingly, in Spanish: "Wait!"

It took a moment for her to realise that:

A: She understood them.
B: She just spoke their language.

After getting over the initial shock, she began repeated what she had said, this time in Spanish.

"Where am I? Who are you?"

"I am Corperal Alejando Martinez, you are onboard the MNS Dragon's Breath of the Mokan Fleet. We were checking you to make sure you were healthy and ok. How many languages do you know?"

Then in english:

"Do you understand me?"

OOC
1:Fox Missile (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/FoxMissileBattlecruiser.jpg) Battlecruiser (Length: 840 feet (258.5 meters) Width: 95 feet (29.0 meters)
1: Hound (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/HoundMissileCruiser.jpg)Missile Cruiser Length: 585.3 feet (178.4 meters) Width: 72.4 feet (22.1 meters)
2: Jackal (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/JackalMissileDestroyer.jpg)Missile Destroyer (Length: 587 feet (176.1 meters) Height: 104 feet (31.2 meters) Width: 126 feet (37.8 meters)
2: Grey Fox (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/GreyFoxMissileFrigate.jpg)Missile Frigate (Length: 509 feet (155.1 meters) Height: 45 feet (13.7 meters) Width: 85 feet (25.9 meters)
4: Oak (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/ImperialNavyOakAmphibiousAssaultShi.jpg)Amphibious Assault Ship
Ic
out to sea Ten ships could be seen on the horizon just sailing toward the island's till they drop anchor some distance from them

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David turn and looks at the woman with him

"the Deutsche Marine would like to know where you want the aid off load" David say to as he was talking to the Imperial Navy on the Coms mounted on the helmet he was wearing

David turn and looks at the woman with him

"the Deutsche Marine wold like to know where you want the aid of load" David say to as he was talking to the Imperial Navy on the Coms mounted on the helmet he was wearing

"You may set them here and will distribute them."

"You may set them here and will distribute them."

"Navy say they doing nothing till the storm over then the Imperial Navy going to start flying it off the Convoy ships with their Merlin (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/ImperialNavyMerlinHelicopter.jpg) Helicopters"said David as he cut the link

"so who place this is" he now asked

"Navy say they doing nothing till the storm over then the Imperial Navy going to start flying it off the ships with their Merlin (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/ImperialNavyMerlinHelicopter.jpg) Helicopters"said David as he cut the link

"so who place this is" he now asked

"The storm is basically over on the islands. Unless it's gone further out to sea. You're on Aurora Island now."

"The storm is basically over on the islands. Unless it's gone further out to sea. You're on Aurora Island now."

"the storm moving out to sea as we talk the Navy tracking it by Radar and Sat as we talked and i asked who house this is not what island i'am on " David shacking his head

"the storm moving out to sea as we talk the Navy tracking it by Radar and Sat as we talked and i asked who house this is not what island i'am on " David shacking his head

"Well you aren't really at anyone's home."

"Well you aren't really at anyone's home."

"so this just a spare building" David said as he leans his Rilfe next to his backpack

"so this just a spare building" David said as he leans his Rilfe next to his backpack

"Yes that's right, a small leftover. We sometimes use it for storage but we like to keep it empty during hurricanes."

"Yes that's right, a small leftover. We sometimes use it for storage but we like to keep it empty during hurricanes."

"if there nothing more then i like to set up for the night" David said as he looks her up and down