NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc: ok, first off, this has nothing to do w/ the show. i'm a fan and wanted a cool-sounding thread name. anywho...plz forgive the long intro. also, no huge fleets, no doomsday weapons etc.

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Asgard Artificial Satellite, Lagrange Point 3

The SSTO arrived at Asgard, home of the Commonwealth’s 8th Defense Fleet. The satellite itself was a 4-mile diameter asteroid, brought in from the solar asteroid belt. Existing alloys within the asteroid had made construction of space structures simpler, and it now served as the last port-of-call aside from the Tyr Spacedock of Mars. The shuttle was escorted in by a pair of SF-01 Sleipnir fighters, their delta designs shimmering like daggers in the sunlight. The captain of the newest ship-of-the-line was onboard. At age 28, Lt. Commander Edmund Carlson he was the second youngest captain of a Spacy combat vessel. As the shuttle approached, the Commander removed his command cap and ruffled his dark brown hair. Inside the hat was a picture of his wife, Natalie, with their daughter, Jamie. Carlson pushed off from his seat and floated to the nearest viewport as the shuttle entered the internal docking bay. To their starboard, tendered and connected by numerous umbilical’s was his new command, the FSS Mark of Ansuz. It was an Asgard-class attack corvette, third in its line. Unlike most Commonwealth ships that consisted of only a primary hull, the Asgard-class was different, with starboard and port ‘secondary’ hulls that housed the hangar bays. The connecting ‘wing struts’ even made it possible (theoretically) for the ship to survive atmospheric flight-and it had been built with that possibility in mind. As he stared at the prominent hammer and sickle on the starboard, Carlson knew that he had arrived.

A smaller shuttle took Carlson over to the Ansuz after the SSTO had docked. He was again nervous as the shuttle passed through the starboard hangar’s plasma window. There was a small shudder as the skids hit the deck, and he took a breath, standing up straight as the hatch opened.

“Captain on deck!” the deck chief barked as he stepped out. A small detachment of the crew-most likely those not vital to the ship being underway-had been assembled to greet them. At the head of the small column was Lt. Yuri Cherenko, the Ansuz’ Executive Officer.

“Captain, welcome to the Ansuz,” he saluted. The rest of the assembly quickly followed.

“Glad to be aboard,” Carlson said as he returned the salute. Now came the official part. He produced a manila folder, removing a sheet of paper and reading from it. “Let it be known, that as of 1423 Commonwealth Standard Time, I, Lt. Cdr. Edmund Carlson hereby take command of the FSS Mark of Ansuz, LCAS-03.”

With formalities aside, the detail was dismissed as the hangar crew prepared for landings. With Lt. Cherenko at his side, Cdr. Carlson headed for the bridge. On their way, the Captain and his XO held idle conversation, sharing stories of their past experiences. Carlson was not surprised to learn that Cherenko had originally been a submariner-a lot of Spacy personnel had been in the Silent Service. They drifted through the winding corridors, taking several drop shafts before getting to the main bridge.

Like the rest of the Asgard-class, the bridge was built in several tiers. At the top was the captain’s chair as well as the Comm. and radar/lidar stations. Below that, in a semi circle, was Helm, Ops and Engineering. Tucked slightly aft and below of the second tier was a compact CIC, with a central hub for the XO and four action stations that controlled the ships weapons and the ATC station. Currently, only the Helm, Comm. and radar stations were occupied. Aside from ATC, the CIC was vacant during regular ops. Redundancy and automation had made the ship very self-sufficient, relying on a minimalist crew if necessary. Taking his station, Carlson prepared to bring the ship underway.

The umbilical’s severed, the great Atjun furnaces were awoken, their power surging through the ship. Ordering power to the engines, the helmsman brought the Ansuz out of drydock. The large doors of the bay opened, and the ship was christened by sunrays breaking over the Earth-a welcome sign. Flanking the Ansuz on port and starboard were here sister ships, the Flame of the AEsir and Light of the Vanir shot starbursts from their secondary batteries.

“Incoming transmissions from the AEsir and Vanir, Captain,” the Comm. officer reported.

“Display them.”

Smooth sailing and clear skies-Capt. Ramius, Flame of the AEsir

Good luck and a good wind-Capt. Cristof, Light of the Vanir

“Send our thanks and compliments,” Carlson ordered.

“Sir, another transmission from Space Defense Command,” the Comm. officer replied.

“On screen.”

Overhead, the ethereal project-beam solidified into an image of Admiral Gagarin, Chief of Spacy Operations.

“Captain Carlson,” the Admiral addressed him as he stood at attention, “Is the ship prepared to be underway?”

“Yes, Comrade-Admiral. The Ansuz stands ready to fulfill her patriotic duty to the Motherland.”

“Then you may proceed on your mission,” the Admiral concluded. “Godspeed.”

Carlson nodded as he saluted and the beam image dissipated. He took a seat and looked at the readouts on his command console. Recovery of the ship’s fighter compliment had been completed and Engineering showed no signs of disturbances in the Atjun reaction. Helm had plotted a course that would take the ship out of nearby gravity fields as they prepared for spacefold. He keyed the internal PA as the ship was cleared of the moon’s gravity well.

“All hands, this is the Captain,” he began. “I am honored to be your commanding officer on this, our Motherland’s newest achievement. It is a testament to Commonwealth ingenuity and determination. Our orders are to initiate spacefold and conduct training exercises at the Tyr space station in Martian orbit. Upon conclusion, our cruise will continue to Alpha Centauri, Wolf 359 and Bernard’s Star before returning to Earth orbit. I am confident in your skill and in our ship. All hands, prepare for spacefold.”

“Engines stand ready,” the Helmsman reported.

“Initiate spacefold,” Carlson ordered.

Incandescent motes of energy began to form around the ship. Ripples of electric energy arched across the hull, releasing flares of non-space that died instantly. The energy began to solidify around the ship in a bright greenish-yellow halo. Inside the bridge, all seemed fine until a klaxon sounded.

“Unexplained gravity well forming!” the Engineering tech reported. “Field becoming unstable!”

“Cut engines, halt the spacefold!” Carlson ordered.

“We’re too far into the maneuver, subspace eddies would tear the ship from itself!”

“Captain!” the Helmsman pleaded, “If we fold like this, the jump would be completely random!”

“I know…” Edmund muttered, clenching his fists as the ship disappeared from normal space.

Somewhere in the depths of space, the Ansuz emerged in a bright explosion of energy. From the unfathomable reaches of non-space, the ship was spat forth, its attitude slightly off as he drifted to a halt. Faint traces of electric arches continued to run over the hull even as the ship came to a dead stop.

"Report," Carlson said as he righted himself.

"Main power is fluctuating, secondary systems have activated...calculating position," Cherenko responded.

"Sir, Astrometrics reports that no star charts are matching our position," Helm answered.

"I want radar on a continuous full passive scan," Carlson ordered, "And a CAP to patrol at a radius of 25 km."

ooc: hihi waves nice to meet a new nation !
IC

The newly christen system of Assssikuchituk or Astik we to be the main hub outside of the Nebula not only had it vast mineral wealth and clear space with no nebuals the kewen had come to hate and dislike it had three not one but three whole solar bodies capable of sustaining Collection pools the system contained a Large rocky world with 8 moons and only four gass giants as far as the kewen were concerned it was a perfect system.

Large Oddly shaped ships of varying sizes were in high orbit of the Rocky planet surrounded by the 1st Collection and Intergration fleet which consisted of 6 Battle cubes 12 Battle Crusiers and 4 Carriers + hundreds of numerous support vessels although only the Battle Crusier Arch and its escorts were in system.

On the bridge
<hisssssssss> "Ssssssire we ssssensssse that there are newcomersssssss to thisssss sssssysssstem" came a voice from the bridges pitch black darkness
"then find them" answer a more sinister sounding one a pair of red eyes narrowed before dissapering
exchanged a few officers on the bridge of the Arch its engines lit up with a blue light as the 1.3km ship turned and moved to the source of the disturbance.


Hours later
"Sssssire the Newcommerssss in visual range hailing now"

Message to the newcomers
"Hail to thee newcomersssss we are the Kvengenar or Kewen for short owners and occupantssss of the nearby ssssysssstem and ssssournding sssspace pleassssse identify your ssssself"

FSS Mark of Ansuz

"Sir, incoming transmission," the Comm. officer reported. "Triangulating position."

"Acquired," radar answered, bearing 030-125. Bogey is 1.3 km in length at-"

"Play the message," Carlson said with a raised hand to stifle the radar operator.

As the bridge crew listened to it, their expressions turned to surprise and amazement. First contact with an alien culture.

"Prepare to record and send this message," the Captain ordered. "This is Captain Edmund Carlson of the Commonwealth Spacy ship, Mark of Ansuz. We have reached this region through navigational error and would gladly accept any assistance you may provide."

ooc: technically, i think you're newer, but that's being nitpicky...also, last post for tonight.

ooc: yes im newer but.. im saying your new coz i didnt see ya postcount ! *fleeeeeees*
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"Captain Edmund Carlsssssson of the Commonwealth Sssssspacy ssssship, Mark of Ansssssuz, I am Fleet Ssssssummoner Hisssik Of the Kewen it is a pleasssssssure to meet one of a new culture, Thisssss Sssspace is Ssssstrife with navigational hazzards sssuch is the nautre of our home, we would be very glad to help you assss we have been in a ssssituation like yoursssss many timesssss beforeCame a reply the Battlecrusier and its escorts came to a half the ten small Point Defense frigates surrounding the BC in a defensive formation, even though they themselves were overshadowed by the BC's length.

OOC: Tag

ooc: yes im newer but.. im saying your new coz i didnt see ya postcount ! *fleeeeeees*
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"Captain Edmund Carlsssssson of the Commonwealth Sssssspacy ssssship, Mark of Ansssssuz, I am Fleet Ssssssummoner Hisssik Of the Kewen it is a pleasssssssure to meet one of a new culture, Thisssss Sssspace is Ssssstrife with navigational hazzards sssuch is the nautre of our home, we would be very glad to help you assss we have been in a ssssituation like yoursssss many timesssss beforeCame a reply the Battlecrusier and its escorts came to a half the ten small Point Defense frigates surrounding the BC in a defensive formation, even though they themselves were overshadowed by the BC's length.

ooc: hehe, no prob. and as i've said in every other post tonight, sorry for the delay. i had jolt issues

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"Thank you for your assistance," the Captain's reply came in. "Would you be willing to send over a representative in order to help with our navigational systems?"

Engineering

"Dammit, now what's going on?" Chief Engineer, Lt. Gordon Haverish asked. Since the exit from the fold, ship's power had begun to fluctuate.

"It looks like we've sapped all our reserves," a crewman answered.

"That's bull, we have enough power to last us-!"

"Sir, according to these readings, the magnetic spike also caused a phased variance...we're leaking energy."

"It's like a hemmorage," Haverish muttered. "How long until the Atjun furnace can be restarted?"

"Another half hour," came the reply.

"Cut non-essential systems. Turn off automatics for plasma windows, the linear catapults, anywhere we can spare. I'll inform the Captain."

A large Greal battleship detected a nearby ship, maybe in distress, so a radio transmission was sent quickly.

"This is the battleship Repulse of the Greal navy. Please identify yourself.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, pretty tired here.

A large Greal battleship detected a nearby ship, maybe in distress, so a radio transmission was sent quickly.

"This is the battleship Repulse of the Greal navy. Please identify yourself.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, pretty tired here.

"This is the Commonwealth Spacy Mark of Ansuz came the response from the Comm. officer. "We are currently in need of assistance."

"This is the Commonwealth Spacy Mark of Ansuz came the response from the Comm. officer. "We are currently in need of assistance."

"This is captain Yurt of the Repulse. We wish to know what kind of assistance is needed." was the response. The Repulse's sensors were scanning around, and they detected nearby ships.

"This is captain Yurt of the Repulse. We wish to know what kind of assistance is needed." was the response. The Repulse's sensors were scanning around, and they detected nearby ships.

"At this time, we require navigational assistance," the Comm. officer replied.

As the Captain and XO busied themselves worrying over the power down, a new member of the senior staff arrived. She was Lt. Cdr. Daria 'Darling' Starling, the Ansuz' CAG and chief pilot.

"Skipper, this is a helluva mess," the former Marine said offhandedly. "These ships are pretty crowded," she continued on to business, "And though I agree we're in no place to bargain and they coulda done something already if they wanted to...I'd be a lot more at ease with another flight."

"Sorry, Commander," the Captain said, "We're cutting power and non-essentials to conserve energy until the furnaces come back online. That includes the launch system."

"Roger that, skipper," she said, leaning against a console as she read out the latest astronomical data.

"At this time, we require navigational assistance," the Comm. officer replied.

As the Captain and XO busied themselves worrying over the power down, a new member of the senior staff arrived. She was Lt. Cdr. Daria 'Darling' Starling, the Ansuz' CAG and chief pilot.

"Skipper, this is a helluva mess," the former Marine said offhandedly. "These ships are pretty crowded," she continued on to business, "And though I agree we're in no place to bargain and they coulda done something already if they wanted to...I'd be a lot more at ease with another flight."

"Sorry, Commander," the Captain said, "We're cutting power and non-essentials to conserve energy until the furnaces come back online. That includes the launch system."

"Roger that, skipper," she said, leaning against a console as she read out the latest astronomical data.

A response came back immediately.
"We have no idea where we are. This is an unknown system not on our charts."

A response came back immediately.
"We have no idea where we are. This is an unknown system not on our charts."

"We are currently also experiencing a power failure," the Comm. officer responded. "Any assistance will be welcomed."

ooc: sorry for the late post / non activeness i was at a party for the last 36ish hours
ooc2: Vitnam empire question how are you detecting a energy leak from where ever you are? from what i read you have no ships in the system and with trillions upon trilllions of myrid energy signatures in this universe alone you detect a single damaged ship? how?
ooc3: did i miss anyone in my reply,atm i am suffering bad headache so forgive me for missing anyone.
IC

Responding to the Greal newcomers
"Greetingssss to thossssse of Greal, We are the Kvengenar or kewen for ssssshort we are the ownerssss,occupantsssss,caretakerssss and Archiversssss of thisssss ssssspace, This is the Battle Crusssssier Arch of the 1st Kewen Collection and Intergration fleet what is your purposssssse here in our ssssspace?"

"Ssssire, ssssenssssorssss are detecting a large energy leak which at thissss point is determind to be damage related"


Replying to the Ansuz
The reply was hesistant at best, forced at worst
"A repressssentative?"
A flurry or orders was sent to and from the link
"One can be ssssent over"

A small docking port on the side of the Battle Crusier Arch opened and a single small unassuming shuttle launched from the bay it began heading towards the Ansuz.

FSS Mark of Ansuz

"Haverish, I need those furnaces on now," Captain Carlson said.

"I, know, I know," came his response. "But if we don't find the leak, it'll be the same thing. Atjun energy will bleed from the power system."

"I'm well aware, but right now we need something to keep us going. I'm confident you can repair the leak before it will affect our Atjun reserves."

"Sir, Kewen shuttle approaching, power online in 3...2...1...mark," the XO reported. "Launch systems are online."

"Guide the shuttle in," Carlson ordered.

"Aye, sir," the ATC replied. "Kewen shuttle, you are cleared to land in the starboard hangar. Follow guidance beacons and my orders for landing."

In the starboard hangar, the plasma window reactivated as the hangar door opened. The ramp extended as guiding lights activated along its surface.

The shuttle moved towards the hanger enterance, its black hull only gently reflecting the pale blue engine glow.

As the shuttle passed through the threshold of the bay its solid steel hull began to warp first it was the portside hull panels.
A faint but clearly visible rippling effect from the dead center then it happened on the starboard side and front and back till the once smooth surface of the shulte was covered in rippling waves.

Then slowly new formations appeared on the hull where once smooth metals were now new proturdious appeared emulating the appearace of the hanger bay, the protusions could now match any docking clamps or devices in the bay if needed.

The shuttle moved towards the hanger enterance, its black hull only gently reflecting the pale blue engine glow.

As the shuttle passed through the threshold of the bay its solid steel hull began to warp first it was the portside hull panels.
A faint but clearly visible rippling effect from the dead center then it happened on the starboard side and front and back till the once smooth surface of the shulte was covered in rippling waves.

Then slowly new formations appeared on the hull where once smooth metals were now new proturdious appeared emulating the appearace of the hanger bay, the protusions could now match any docking clamps or devices in the bay if needed.

"Well, look at that," the deck chief muttered as he scratched his head from underneath his service cap. "It looks like it can be stored in a Sleipnir bay..."

And he was right. The protrusions looked exactly like the built-in devices used to keep the fighters in their stacked bays. But the work of a hangar is never over, and the crew soon went back to their duties, setting up another pair of fighters to relieve the ones on CAP duty. They barely even noticed when Cdr. Starling headed towards the shuttle to greet the emissary.

With a hiss a door on the side of the shuttle opened, mist seeped out from insde the shuttle and nothing stirred within.

A brief flash could be seen as a man, no a Huminiod looking man the features looked the same as any other human except the skin was much paler well the skin that was visible that is and the face had no distict markings or features of anykind.

Stepping out into the Hanger bay The delegate walked to the bottom of the bay holding a black briefcase in his right arm stopping at the bottom of the shuttle ramp he adjusted his suit and waited for someone to greet him.

ooc:
mah suit !
http://www.legalmoviesdownloads.com/movie_screenshots/Men_in_Black/Men_in_Black_1.jpg

With a hiss a door on the side of the shuttle opened, mist seeped out from insde the shuttle and nothing stirred within.

A brief flash could be seen as a man, no a Huminiod looking man the features looked the same as any other human except the skin was much paler well the skin that was visible that is and the face had no distict markings or features of anykind.

Stepping out into the Hanger bay The delegate walked to the bottom of the bay holding a black briefcase in his right arm stopping at the bottom of the shuttle ramp he adjusted his suit and waited for someone to greet him.

ooc:
mah suit !
http://www.legalmoviesdownloads.com/movie_screenshots/Men_in_Black/Men_in_Black_1.jpg

ooc: nice

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Starling was bit taken aback. I guess that's what I get for watching too much Star Trek, she chided herself as she walked forward. As she walked forward, Starling realized she probably shoulda worn her regs instead of her flightsuit, zipped down and tied at her waist.

"I'm Commander Starling, the Ansuz' Commander of the Air Group. I'll escort you to the conference room." she explained. As she turned to lead the way, she added, "Onboard, we keep gravity at 1/4 that of our home planet. If you have trouble getting around, let me know."

ooc: :D
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The man,well to be excat huminiod looking thing as no clear definitive gender signs were visible followed the human that spoke listening carefully.

Pushing his glasses up a bit til they rested on the very small bump above his nose his spoke
"Greetingsssssss Commander Ssssssstarling, the Anssssuz, I am Ssssssservice Jan. Archiver 4th order of the Kevengenar or kewen, First Collection and Intergration fleet" he paused a snakelike tounge darted out from between his lips before he contiued
"Thisssss gravity isssss fine, we can adapt"

Behind him the shuttle ramp closed with a hiss as it slid into place and just like before no clear evidence of a ramp could be seen.

ooc: :D
IC
The man,well to be excat huminiod looking thing as no clear definitive gender signs were visible followed the human that spoke listening carefully.

Pushing his glasses up a bit til they rested on the very small bump above his nose his spoke
"Greetingsssssss Commander Ssssssstarling, the Anssssuz, I am Ssssssservice Jan. Archiver 4th order of the Kevengenar or kewen, First Collection and Intergration fleet" he paused a snakelike tounge darted out from between his lips before he contiued
"Thisssss gravity isssss fine, we can adapt"

Behind him the shuttle ramp closed with a hiss as it slid into place and just like before no clear evidence of a ramp could be seen.

"All right, 'Service Jan,'" Starling said as she led the way. When they entered the corridor, she turned to instruct him on movement in the ship, "Usually, to move around, we push off the deck and use these guide rails along the edges of the walls. To stop, just pivot your legs down and touch back down on the deck," Daria said as she pushed off.

ooc: Service Jan is my rank forgot to add name LOL, dun you have artificail gravity? *writes this down*
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"My name is Khassuk, Service Jan is my rank" He said
when the human instructed him on how to move his tilted his head to the side all the while he had just been walking along the floors shoes having being magnitiesed.

Khassuk on the other hand prefered walking, if he wanted to fly he could and he wanted to walk right now so he did, he followed the floating human to where he was supposed to go.
"Do you not have Fake Gravity?" he remarked quisically

ooc: Service Jan is my rank forgot to add name LOL, dun you have artificail gravity? *writes this down*
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"My name is Khassuk, Service Jan is my rank" He said
when the human instructed him on how to move his tilted his head to the side all the while he had just been walking along the floors shoes having being magnitiesed.

Khassuk on the other hand prefered walking, if he wanted to fly he could and he wanted to walk right now so he did, he followed the floating human to where he was supposed to go.
"Do you not have Fake Gravity?" he remarked quisically

"Yes, we do," Cdr. Starling answered. "But to conserve energy, we keep it minimal. In the crew quarters and certain areas, its higher, but in other areas, it is considerably less," she explained.

Bridge
"Black Sheep 4, you are clear for launch," the ATC said into his microphone.

"Roger, this is Ens. Criov, launching," the pilot's voice said over the comm. as his fighter was launched out of the bay. From the port side, his wingman was also launched.

After guiding in the two fighters they had relieved that ATC, PO3 Marcus Bollo slumped back into his seat. Ever since the 'incident,' he'd been coordinating with the flight crews, especially when the Kewen forces had arrived. He turned to his friend at the Weapons console, PO2 Kayla Marduk and sighed.

"Tired already?" she chided. "I thought you were ready for a deep-space assignment."

"I was," he answered, "But I didn't think we'd be thrown into the thick so soon."

"Well, we're off in another half-hour, so it's ok," she reminded him. "We'll go to the mess hall and get some chow."

"Sounds good."

ooc: ever watch gundam seed?

OCC: looks interesting... ^^

ooc: ya i have seen it.
IC
"ssssseemssss ssssmart" he said as he followed the human.

ooc: ya i have seen it.
IC
"ssssseemssss ssssmart" he said as he followed the human.

"Thanks," she said as they approached a Drop Shaft. "This is a bit different. A drop Shaft uses positive and negative forces to move us up or down. Since we're lower than the bridge, we'll be going up," Starling said as she stepped in. Instead of dropping down the empty space, she gracefully floated upwards.

ooc: ok, that's from Animorphs...

Stepping into the drop shaft he followed the human wondering to himself what will he learn next

Stepping into the drop shaft he followed the human wondering to himself what will he learn next

"We're approaching our destination," Starling said, "Simply hold out your hand and grab the side rail to stop your ascent, then pull yourself onto the deck," she explained as she demonstrated. "Our next stop is the bridge."

The rest of the way was fairly short, and the doors hissed open to reveal the *tiered bridge.

"Captain, Service Jan Khassuk," she introduced, "Khassuk, this is Cdr. Edmund Carlson, Captain of the Ansuz."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," Carlson said, extending his hand, "Welcome aboard."

Khassuk regarded the captain carefully before extending his hand and shaking the captains then a change began, the black suits Arms shrunk and dissapeards and the plae skin darkened untill it resembled the captains shortish brown hairs sproted from the top of Khassuk's head a black cap soon covered it, the black suit turned silver before being replaced with a compltely black uniformed that resembled the captains, everything except the suit case changed

Flooded with a whole host of new infomation just from this touch like the captains biological features and such inter,external etc nothing vital like memories and such.

"Cdr. Edmund Carlson, Captain of the Ansuz, it is a pleasure to meet you" said Khassuk the trailing Sssss accent dropped with the recent changes.

Khassuk regarded the captain carefully before extending his hand and shaking the captains then a change began, the black suits Arms shrunk and dissapeards and the plae skin darkened untill it resembled the captains shortish brown hairs sproted from the top of Khassuk's head a black cap soon covered it, the black suit turned silver before being replaced with a compltely black uniformed that resembled the captains, everything except the suit case changed

Flooded with a whole host of new infomation just from this touch like the captains biological features and such inter,external etc nothing vital like memories and such.

"Cdr. Edmund Carlson, Captain of the Ansuz, it is a pleasure to meet you" said Khassuk the trailing Sssss accent dropped with the recent changes.

ooc: oops, i forgot to say that my uniforms are basically from gundam seed, too.

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"The pleaseure is mine," the Captain said, hesitant at the change that occurred. "Would you care to look at our Astrometric data? It will show our departure point, designated by six constellations. We currently can't find any constellations that are in our database, indicating that we are outside our idea of the known galaxy."

"That would be acceptable" as he spoke Khassuk motioned to the brief case
"Do you have someplace flat we can set this down on?"

"That would be acceptable" as he spoke Khassuk motioned to the brief case
"Do you have someplace flat we can set this down on?"

"Here," the helmsman said, pulling out a roll-out table near the Astrometrics station. "We usually use it if we need to use paper star-charts."

"perfect" Said Khassuk as he placed the case on the table, pressing a button near the handle the case flicked open and a few dozen steel balls about the size of a pebble followed by a tennis ball size one

"Open" commanded Khassuk and the small balls flared to life with a small blue flash seconds later a shperical veiww of the galaxy as the kewen know it appeared the space they were in highlighted green with a large arrowing pointing at it words were next to the arrow but they were in The kewen language along with a small cluster of rapidly changing symbols just under the arrow

"perfect" Said Khassuk as he placed the case on the table, pressing a button near the handle the case flicked open and a few dozen steel balls about the size of a pebble followed by a tennis ball size one

"Open" commanded Khassuk and the small balls flared to life with a small blue flash seconds later a shperical veiww of the galaxy as the kewen know it appeared the space they were in highlighted green with a large arrowing pointing at it words were next to the arrow but they were in The kewen language along with a small cluster of rapidly changing symbols just under the arrow

"Wow," Starling said, "I want one of those," she joked as she craned over the other officers to see. Remembering the gavity rule, she pushed off and hovered over them. Triumph for the little guy, er...girl.

"So, can you isolate these constellations?" the helmsman asked. He displayed their original coordinates.

Khassuk pressed a button on the side of the case and said something sounding like...
"sssSSsihisssssshisShisisis"

The case beeped twice and the glowing image of the kewen known universe separated into two one half stayed focused on the current location while the second one focused on at least a few dozen areas before coming to rest on the co-ordinants specified, the Bubbles linked again to a full universe sized thing but much more zoomed out a single flashing green line joined the Current location to the specified co-ordinates

"There it is"

ooc: ill leave it up to you to say how far away it is close far very far or next door lol, but please don say too close >.> <.<

Khassuk pressed a button on the side of the case and said something sounding like...
"sssSSsihisssssshisShisisis"

The case beeped twice and the glowing image of the kewen known universe separated into two one half stayed focused on the current location while the second one focused on at least a few dozen areas before coming to rest on the co-ordinants specified, the Bubbles linked again to a full universe sized thing but much more zoomed out a single flashing green line joined the Current location to the specified co-ordinates

"There it is"

ooc: ill leave it up to you to say how far away it is close far very far or next door lol, but please don say too close >.> <.<

"Anyone wanna explain why we're waay over here," Starling pointed to their current position, "And Earth is waay over there, on the other side of the black center?"

"Darling, how'd you get into the Spacy?" Lt. Cherenko asked smartly.

"My looks, of course," she said, pushing him out of the way as she landed.

"Ahem, we have somewhat more pressing matters," Carlson said to the two senior officers.

"Sorry, Skipper," they said in unison.

"Ok, so, I don't know techie stuff," Starling interjected, "But, do we have enough power to get back? I mean, I know fold technology let's us travel far, but it wasn't designed for this, right?"

"Well, you're correct," Cherenko offered. "It seems whatever that gravity spike was, it provided enough of a boost to shoot us this far..."

"And we have no way of knowing what caused the spike, let alone reproducing it," Carlson argued.

ooc: the nebula surrounding my system has some pretty freaky effects maybe that is kinda like your graitvy spike + it allows you to get a way tp get home
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Khassu listened carefully and again hissed more commands the the case a few more balls flew out this time a visual image showing a vast exspance of nebual as far as the eye could see a small box appearewd next to it and began listing off the technical aspects of it and its special effects

"This nebula has impeeded our expanse into the known universe for time out of mind conventional drives work but usually the Effect is greatly slowed and presents a problem we have tried many forms of FTL other than the one we use now like punching into another dimension and such but allways the ships dissapear and we never hear from them again"

ooc: the nebula surrounding my system has some pretty freaky effects maybe that is kinda like your graitvy spike + it allows you to get a way tp get home
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Khassu listened carefully and again hissed more commands the the case a few more balls flew out this time a visual image showing a vast exspance of nebual as far as the eye could see a small box appearewd next to it and began listing off the technical aspects of it and its special effects

"This nebula has impeeded our expanse into the known universe for time out of mind conventional drives work but usually the Effect is greatly slowed and presents a problem we have tried many forms of FTL other than the one we use now like punching into another dimension and such but allways the ships dissapear and we never hear from them again"

"Well, I'll be damned if we have an astrophysicist aboard," the XO muttered, "But if this nebula causes gravimetric distortions, it's possible it can help us get back..."

"But folding within any gravity field makes the jump completely random," the Captain interjected, "We could end up even farther away, in another galaxy, even."

"Anyone else remember that crap of a movie called Lost in Space?" Starling asked. "'Cause this sounds just like it...sucks more 'cause this is real, though..."

"Let's run this by our chief engineer. He knows enough about the fold drive...maybe there's a loophole."

ooc: the fold drive is basically macross, if you hadn't guessed by now...

"I assume this is good?" Khassuk said

ooc: of course i know!

"I assume this is good?" Khassuk said

ooc: of course i know!

"Well, we at least know where we are now," Carlson answered. "The only problem is getting back."

Before anyone could say more, there was the gentle sound of the hatch opening and a scuffling of feet. They turned as the CIC and bridge crew was relieved.

"Shift change," the XO explained as they turned around.

"Man, I sure could use a bite to eat," they overheard the ATC mutter to his comrade.

"Hm, that's not a bad idea," Starling said. She pushed off and drifted backwards to the hatch. "Well, this really isn't my area anyway. I'll go ahead and grab chow with the kiddies," she announced, much to the chagrin of the enlisted rates.

ooc: ermm....what ..eh... what am i supposed to do with that?
IC

Khassuk studied them watching carefully his eyes behind his glasses he wondered what this "eating" concept was

ooc: ermm....what ..eh... what am i supposed to do with that?
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Khassuk studied them watching carefully his eyes behind his glasses he wondered what this "eating" concept was

"Hey, Khassuk," Starling called to the emissary. "Unless you know about fold inversion theory, why don't you join us?"

Khassuk regarded the man carefully before nodding
"That subject is regretfully not im my knowledge so i will take you up on that offer" he said (if your moving anywhere hell follow)

Khassuk regarded the man carefully before nodding
"That subject is regretfully not im my knowledge so i will take you up on that offer" he said (if your moving anywhere hell follow)

ooc: ok, and remember, Starling's a girl

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"Heh, first member of the crew on a date with an alien," she joked, leading Khassuk through the corridors. In little time, he seemed to have gasped the finer points of moving through the ship. It wasn't long before they entered the mess hall.

"Well, here we are," she announced. "The food's pretty good, so unless there's some sort of material you can't digest or something, I think you'll be all right."

ooc: sorry for sorta narrating that. also, my last post

Khassuk just followed the female human, when he enetered the mess hall he looked around and waited to be told where to go

"we will be alright" he said "No, I will be alright" he corrected himself

"That's the spirit," Starling said, ignoring the 'we' and 'I' for a moment. She picked up a tray from a rack of prepared ones and handed it to Khassuk. "Here ya go. Spacy food is pretty good, comparable to the Navy or Air Force."

She led him to a couple of free chairs opposite the crewmen from the bridge. Both looked uncomfortable as she took her seat. And that gave Starling an idea...

"Khassuk, this young man here is the ATC that guided you in," she explained, nodding to the Petty Officer.

"Er...hello," he said.

"Petty Officer, is that any way to speak towards a foreign diplomat?" Starling demanded.

"Sir, no sir," he replied, standing at attention. "Sir, Petty Officer Marcus Bollo, sir." he said towards Khassuk.

By this time, Starling could take no more and cracked up, "At...ease," she said between guffaws.

Khassuk took the tray and followed her to the deat sitting down he looked at the food for a moment, when Starling spoke he looked up and turned to the floundering man addressing him staring coldly at the man Khassuk didnt speak before turning when he was sure the man wouldnt say anything else.

Khassuk took the tray and followed her to the deat sitting down he looked at the food for a moment, when Starling spoke he looked up and turned to the floundering man addressing him staring coldly at the man Khassuk didnt speak before turning when he was sure the man wouldnt say anything else.

"Hehe, sorry, I couldn't resist," Starling said as Bollo sat down. "You guys seemed pretty squared away. My pilots said some good things about you."

"T-thank you, sir," Bollo answered.

"And you're our Boomer, right?" Starling asked the girl next to him. Aside, she explained to Khassuk, "Boomer is our term for the Weapons controller."

"Yes, I am sir," she answered. "Petty Officer Second-rate Kayla Marduk, sir."

"Hehe, you guys can cut the 'sir' stuff with me," the Lt. Cdr. said. "Just call me Darling."

"Erm, yes sir, I mean...Darling," Marduk answered.

Khassuk just nodded his head once and turned to get a look at everyone

Khassuk just nodded his head once and turned to get a look at everyone

The two enlisted rates began to uncomfortably dig into their meals, sifting around the peas and potatoes on the side. Daria dug in as well, heading straight for the square piece of steak in brown gravy. As she took a mouthful of meat and mashed potatoes in her mouth, she talked to Khassuk, "Go ahead, dig in."

Khassuk tentivly picked a peice of meat of his plate with a fork a looked at it carefully his forked tounge slicding out a licking it to test of poison certian this wouldnt harm him he ate it, and began eating the rest of the meal sharp teeth chewing through the food silently.

"Not bad," he commented between a mouthfull for nutritional value it wasnt that bad he didnt care much for the flavour

Khassuk tentivly picked a peice of meat of his plate with a fork a looked at it carefully his forked tounge slicding out a licking it to test of poison certian this wouldnt harm him he ate it, and began eating the rest of the meal sharp teeth chewing through the food silently.

"Not bad," he commented between a mouthfull for nutritional value it wasnt that bad he didnt care much for the flavour

"Yeah," Starling said, "You'd never tell it was grown in an onboard protien vat..."

Khassuk turned o face startling,
"What is a protein vat?"

Khassuk turned o face startling,
"What is a protein vat?"

"It's basically a big container where protien is grown..they then synthesize it to taste like any food you want; beef, chicken, fish..." her voice trailed as she noticed the crewman's grimacing reaction.

"That dosnt seem quite effective" he said taking another bite "We dont eat, we get all the nutrients we need from our bodies" he added

"That dosnt seem quite effective" he said taking another bite "We dont eat, we get all the nutrients we need from our bodies" he added

"I bet a biologist would love to talk to you," Starling joked, "But we need the vats because storage space is very limited on a ship. This allows us, along with our hydroponic bays, to stay in space a lot longer without having to replenish supplies."

"Not an offense to you, but the human biology is very inefficent, we can stay in space as long as we please, untill out ships fall apart or run out of food." He took another bite "Watch" He closed his eyes for a second and the fork in his hand seemed to merge into his hand dissapearing before it slid out of the palm of his other hands.

"This as i said, is not my true body"

"Not an offense to you, but the human biology is very inefficent, we can stay in space as long as we please, untill out ships fall apart or run out of food." He took another bite "Watch" He closed his eyes for a second and the fork in his hand seemed to merge into his hand dissapearing before it slid out of the palm of his other hands.

"This as i said, is not my true body"

"Coo," PO Bollo said, leaning over for a better look.

"Stow it," Starling said, equally impressed. "The civilian applications alone would be enough to astound an engineer."

" You havnt seen what it can fully do yet, nor unfortunatly will you ever for there are somethings i cannot reveal, now please can you tell me a bit about you why your here and how did you get here?" he said after taking another bite almost finished his meal.

" You havnt seen what it can fully do yet, nor unfortunatly will you ever for there are somethings i cannot reveal, now please can you tell me a bit about you why your here and how did you get here?" he said after taking another bite almost finished his meal.

"Erm, do you mean, me personally?" Starling asked. "Well after being a Marine pilot, I saw the new SF-01s being rolled out and just knew I had to fly one..."

"Yes, and no, you personally and this shipo your empire/nation/whatever,"

"Yes, and no, you personally and this shipo your empire/nation/whatever,"

"Well, about ten years ago, the Commonwealth began research into Atjun energy. A couple of years later, we perfected it and began building our Space Navy in response to other nations building similar vessels. The first to be built were our cruisers, followed by the first battleship, the Segried. It was about three years ago that our first Asgard-class, the type the [IAnsuz[/I] is, was launched. It was thought that it was necessary to have a small, fast and cheap vessel with a comfortable enough armament in order to deal swiftly with any engagements. We have the armament of a light cruiser with a small airwing...more than our destroyers. So our official designation is that of a light corvette."

"Ah, sounds very interesting what would you like to know about us?"

"Ah, sounds very interesting what would you like to know about us?"

"How'd you do the fork thing?" Bollo asked, recieving a kick from both Cdr. Starling and his friend for the effort.

"As i said before, this is not my body and as such it can be anything" to Ephsaise his point as he was speaking his face assumed the exact physical features of the person who asked him the question.

"As i said before, this is not my body and as such it can be anything" to Ephsaise his point as he was speaking his face assumed the exact physical features of the person who asked him the question.

"Holy crap!" Bollo said, falling out of his seat.

"Easy there, Petty Officer," Starling said. "So, does that mimickry only work on yourselves? 'Cause I noticed your ship adapted itself to our storage system..."

"Our ships are bigger versions of us,so in a way our ships are do the same"cas he spoke his face turned back into the one he had before

"Our ships are bigger versions of us,so in a way our ships are do the same"cas he spoke his face turned back into the one he had before

"So, your ships are..alive?" Starling queried. In the back of her mind she though, The Captain oughta hear this...

Meanwhile...

The chief engineer looked over the map again, analyzing the gravity distortions as he ran another simulation.

"As you can see, Captain, even when we know as much about the gravity well, there's no way to counter the effect on the fold system. It's possible these things brought us here, but they couldn't send us back."

"Damn it all," the Captain muttered.

"no, what you see is not alive, we only wish it to be alive the same goes with our ships" He said Finishing his Meal

"no, what you see is not alive, we only wish it to be alive the same goes with our ships" He said Finishing his Meal

"Wait...you're not alive either?" Starling asked. "Then, what exactly are you?"

"No, our bodies if wern for us inside us would be lifeless, we are alive solely becasue we want to be. simplest terms, we want to live so we live we want to die then we die"

"So, in other words..." Starling tried to simplify it, "If you wanted to, you could be immortal?"

ooc: ok, first off, this has nothing to do w/ the show. i'm a fan and wanted a cool-sounding thread name.

drat. the show was pretty awful, but I have a huge soft spot in my heart for it...

"We,ready are, not something new to us, now i have to ask do you think you are going to find a way home"

"I'm sure we will," Starling said, "We humans are nothing, if not tenacious. Matter of fact, if you're done, we can track down the other officers and see if they found something."

"Ah, that is good" He said as he stood up "Thank you for the food if somewhat inefficeint it wasnt that bad" he added as a compliment

"All right," Starling said as she stood up to lead the way, "You'll take care of our trays, right Petty Officers?"

"Yes, sir," Bollo answered as she led Khassuk away. Once the hatch closed he leaned over to Kayla, "See, this is what I said about rank symbolism."

"What do you mean?" she asked, stacking Khassuk's tray on hers as she stood to leave.

"Ever since the Garden of Eden," he joked, "We've covered our pricks with *leaves."

*lt. cdr./commander and major/lt. colonel rank insignia consist of oak leaves

"Where to know?" he said as he turned to Starling

"My guess is Engineering," Starling said, leading him to a drop shaft. "We'll be going down, just so ya know." She lightly stepped in to the void and began her casual descent.

Stepping into the drop shaft he floated down after her, wondering to himself about this weird technology

"Here we are," Starling called up, stepping out of the shaft and into the hallway. "Main engineering is just this way," she said, pushing off and gliding forward.

Smiling he said "Leed on" as he followed.

"Here we are," Starling said, opening the hatch.

Main Engineering was a long corridor along the x-axis of the ship. It was built around the center, which housed the Atjun furnaces and fold reactor. Engineers and machinists sprawled all around the compartment, each on their separate tasks. In the center, surrounding a table and console station was the Captain, XO and Chief Engineer.

"Well, we found the energy leak," the Lt. said. "A ruptured conduit. It knocked out surrounding internal sensors, so when we scanned our sensors didn't detect it."

"That's a piece of good news," the XO said. He nodded to Starling and Khassuk as they approached.

"I'm afraid that's the only good news," he said. "Every simulation I've tried, all the calculations...we end up in some random area of space..."

Khassuk Nodded back before speaking
"Ah, you are still having trouble determining a way home no?"

Khassuk Nodded back before speaking
"Ah, you are still having trouble determining a way home no?"

"Hit the nail on the proverbial head," the Chief Engineer said. "We understand where we are now, but the problem is getting back..."

"We've estimated at least ten jumps would be necessary to return to Earth," the XO explained. "And that's at the maximum range of fold technology..."

"Our reserves would be depleted after five," the Captain continued, "There would have to be at least a week's respit between jumps in order to replenish Atjun stores."

ooc: time ti bring out project Heave'n ho.
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"I think we may have a solution to this, you see long since there has been a barrier around our home that slows down most if not all FTL technology to the point of it being a FTLi feild almost completly impenatrable except for a few holes we've made, to get to the point we have devised a project deemed Project : Heavens gate in which we construct A single Large 10-20km hypervelocity gun, a ship sling shot if you will, its supposed to give a ship enough force or energy to push through the barrier and to reach our home, i supposed with modifications it could give your ship a boost home, possible half or more than half the way their without depleting your "Atjun
" stores one bit.

"Getting shot outta big gun sounds fun," Starling quipped before getting serious. "That could work, couldn't it, Chief?"

"Theoretically," the Chief Engineer answered. "Though, we'd have to make sure the ship could withstand the stresses of being accelerated that way."

"Aren't we capable of launch from the mass driver?" Captain Carlson asked.

"Yes, but the stresses compared to that are...incalculable," the Chief answered again. "Let's look at this technology," he turned to Khassuk, "We have to at least try."

"The Technology in this gate is much the same as our own FTL but it works on a much smaller scale, you see our FTl rips our ship into millions uporn trillions of tiny parts and sends them induvidualy to their target with immense force except for the FTL generator itself, that goes in one peince, that elliminates any hull stress and the Gate is a super giant version of that, it woujld take apart your ship peince by peice send it through to be assembled on the other side, provided there isnt a large storm you would be fine. No hul streess simple terms startionary interia less accelerator" Khassuk said as he tried to explain the gate as best he could, and even he knew little about it

"Matter reconstruction?" the Engineer wondered. "That seems a lot more complicated..."

"Well, how does a fold work?" Starling asked. When she recieved wondering looks, she held her hands up defensively, "Hey, I'm an experience pilot, they didn't really give me an education in anything else except the Sleipnir."

"In layman's terms," the XO began, "The fold begins as energy from the furnace is concentrated into a single area of space in the direct center of the ship. The application of energy causes a small quantum singularity to open. Now, quantum theory suggests, and is supported by our technology, that wormholes surround the event horizon of these singularities. Our fold system merely 'guides' the ship through one of these wormholes towards another area in space..."

"We tried something like that to escape our homes Nebula but that usually ended up destroying the ship, so thats a no no for us. Now do you think it would work? usuing the prototype to accelerate your journey fo half possible 1/3 the way?"

"We tried something like that to escape our homes Nebula but that usually ended up destroying the ship, so thats a no no for us. Now do you think it would work? usuing the prototype to accelerate your journey fo half possible 1/3 the way?"

"Let's do it," Captain Carlson said. He turned to Khassuk, "Is it in the system? Give us coordinates and we'll go." Carlson then turned to his XO, "Let's bring in the CAP. Prepare to weigh anchor."

"Its not in this system, but it can be, but before your ship can use it several modifications to your hull and drive systems must be done before you can use it, Our drive systems are signifigantly more powerful then your average ship and thats to go through the nebula along with the fact your ship needs to be outfitted with the correct control systems, i suspect this can all be done within a week maybe two" As he was speaking he was also holding a conferance with various high members about this problem and the use of the HGprototype.

A few minutes later three large ships each almost 3km long entered the system they resembed an umbrella basically.

"By drive systems," the Chief Engineer inquired, "You mean our STL systems?"

"Our engines can bring us up to .998 light-speed," the XO offered. "Asgard-class are the fastest in the fleet."


"We'll accomodate you, of course," Carlson replied, "And offer you drive schematics and such as you need them."

"If you guys'll excuse me," Starling interjected, "I'm gonna make sure my boys come in safe."

Hangar

ATC had decided to bring the fighters into the same hangar bay, in order to expedite their orders to get underway. The hangar's forward area split along its axis as the linear catapult was activated. It now activated as a decelerator, slowing the fighters down as they entered the bay. The first fighter landed smoothly, it's wings folding in almost immediately after landing. The other fighter landed a mere 20 seconds later. From her vantage point on a raised platform, still affectionately called, Vulture's Row, Cdr. Starling nodded in satisfaction. The mission may have changed drastically, but the flight crew had served admirably.

"Yes and no, I ask if i may have permission to bring engineers aboard your ship to begin the modifications and also to begin external modifications as well" As he spoke outside the craft the three ships which had just arrvied began unloadeing their three peices of the Prototype Gate about almost a hundred workerbees launched from the three ships in total and began assembling the prototype it would soon resemble a giant slingshot.

"The internal modifications are not nessassary, that is unless your physiclgy cant withstand up to almost 1500G's in the space of a few seconds, the modifications would make the ride more smoother"

while about 50-60 worker bees and a transport or two moved to the Ship to preform the modifications if they were allowed.

"Yes and no, I ask if i may have permission to bring engineers aboard your ship to begin the modifications and also to begin external modifications as well" As he spoke outside the craft the three ships which had just arrvied began unloadeing their three peices of the Prototype Gate about almost a hundred workerbees launched from the three ships in total and began assembling the prototype it would soon resemble a giant slingshot.

"The internal modifications are not nessassary, that is unless your physiclgy cant withstand up to almost 1500G's in the space of a few seconds, the modifications would make the ride more smoother"

while about 50-60 worker bees and a transport or two moved to the Ship to preform the modifications if they were allowed.

"Cap'n," the Engineer said, "Even with dampeners at full, that amount of force would turn us all into chunky salsa."

"More like puree," the XO offered.

"We'll allow you to dock...landing operations were conducted on the starboard hangar, you may use it to land," Carlson said.

While the transports landed in the hanger disgorging multile technicians and scientists fully clad in black armour carrying large heavy cases, the worker bees outside began welding boosters and fuzing locking mechanisums to the outer hull the three gargantuan ships out side moved to one side of the large slingshot and several cables detacthed from them to be hooked up to the slingshot.

"If you would kindly escort m men to the Bridge,Engineering section, please along with the following locationsinside your hull if accesible" he said as he listed off a few specfic locations around the hull

"Those areas we will set up stablisers when i said before inertialess i ment it but for the first 0.02 seconds there will be upwards of 1k G's."

While the transports landed in the hanger disgorging multile technicians and scientists fully clad in black armour carrying large heavy cases, the worker bees outside began welding boosters and fuzing locking mechanisums to the outer hull the three gargantuan ships out side moved to one side of the large slingshot and several cables detacthed from them to be hooked up to the slingshot.

"If you would kindly escort m men to the Bridge,Engineering section, please along with the following locationsinside your hull if accesible" he said as he listed off a few specfic locations around the hull

"Those areas we will set up stablisers when i said before inertialess i ment it but for the first 0.02 seconds there will be upwards of 1k G's."

The Captain picked up a Comm. microphone. "All hands, this is the Captain. You are to provide any support our allies request and allow access to any systems or areas as needed." He switched it off and turned to Khassuk, "You won't need to touch the engines, will you? We can't unseal the furnaces."

ooc: sorry i haven't replied. i went ocd on another thread...

"hmmm, no we have backup plans" as he spoke the first of the transpots landed on the ship dispatching 20odd kewen and their equipment,along with four pint size horrors which were, on the scale of a normal human being still quiet large. Drafing the kewen engineers they unloaded various equipment and things te,porary interital dampeners that looked like old Seamines(you know ball with spikes) and a single large pillar.


When they had finished unloading the equipment the second shuttle had arrived with another 20kewen the first one had headed back, working togethor the fourty kewen engineers seperated into groups and began taking the Interia units to seperate parts of the ship while two took the pillar to the control room.

on the brige.

"If you can manover this ship to infront of the "slingshot" we should have your ship almost ready"

"Helm, you heard him, ahead three-quarters," Carlson ordered.

"Aye, Captan," the Helmsman answered, "Turning course 156-040, ahead three-quarters."

oooc: Very sorry for late post, jolt ate mah post and i didnt notice my bad

Through the ship Kewen Engineerering teams were placing seamine like contraptions, which anchored themselves to the hallways seemingly unmovable activating them and setting them to remote activation the kewen engineerers went back to the hanger except the the three which lugged a pillar like machine to the control room

mere minutes later appearing on the bride the three Kewen Enginners set down the pillar in the middle of the room preparing it for activation the top part of it split revealing a single large red button along with a small green one next to it.

"Hit the green button first, then hit the red button when the Green button begins to change color to red when the Inertia dampeners activate we will Activate the Slingsho, godspeed and we wish you luck." He said as he followed the engineers back to the hanger

oooc: Very sorry for late post, jolt ate mah post and i didnt notice my bad

Through the ship Kewen Engineerering teams were placing seamine like contraptions, which anchored themselves to the hallways seemingly unmovable activating them and setting them to remote activation the kewen engineerers went back to the hanger except the the three which lugged a pillar like machine to the control room

mere minutes later appearing on the bride the three Kewen Enginners set down the pillar in the middle of the room preparing it for activation the top part of it split revealing a single large red button along with a small green one next to it.

"Hit the green button first, then hit the red button when the Green button begins to change color to red when the Inertia dampeners activate we will Activate the Slingsho, godspeed and we wish you luck." He said as he followed the engineers back to the hanger

Throughout the ship, alarms rang as they prepared to get underway. Blue alert lights flashed along the corridors as the crew went to their action stations.

"All hands, this is the Captain," Cdr. Carlson said over the PA. "We're preparing for launch. Secure all stations and compartments."

"Captain, all compartments are answering ready," the XO answered.

"Good, let's get ready..." the Captain said as he strapped himself into the command seat. "Initiate sequence."

ooc: idk how you want it to work, so rp the launch.

Outside the ship the slingshot activated and three yellow beams latched onto the hull of the ship.

the ship was slowly pulled back to a distance of 1km, then the pre prepared boosters activated and the ship was hurled at a nwely forming Jump Window at the edge of the system. upwards og 1000G's were reached in the split second it took to get to the portal before the ship was in Hyperspace crusing along till it would evenutally slow and drop out.

The Intertia Dampeners would hopefully work if the captain remember to hit the big red button.

ooc: eh, sorry for the delay

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"Activate the Kewen dampeners," Captain Carlson ordered.

"Dampeners engaged," the XO answered as he punched the button.

"Hull stress is decreasing," a tech reported. "Monitoring all surfaces for changes in condition."

"All compartments are reporting green," another tech announced.

"So far, so good," the Captain muttered.

The ship dissapeared into the wormhole, and the kewen began to disassemble the array and headhome. the projected flightpath and vaious technoligies of the alien ship being recoreded and examined.

The ship dissapeared into the wormhole, and the kewen began to disassemble the array and headhome. the projected flightpath and vaious technoligies of the alien ship being recoreded and examined.

ooc: so, are your ppl gonna be able to communicate w/ us once we leave?

ooc: yup. one of them mine thingys is also a comms device if you wish to speak to us, while the rest just fry themselves into usekess hunks of metal once the G' forces are over.