NationStates Jolt Archive


Alert Status rasied (FT Open )

The Fedral Union
27-02-2009, 11:11
President Logan sat back on his chair reading the various messages from the steppe empire and, GPI, he was disturbed by the veiled threat the GPI had just implied. He folded his rough wrinkled hands over the oak like desk, the soft yellow light bathing his slender form salt and pepper hair and black suit. The Generals had recommended raising the alert levels various times how ever most would have been seen as jumping the gun. He leaned back on his leather like chair, his brown eyes focusing from the holographic text block up to then monitor. He spoke out softly as he adjusted him self sightly.

“Computer, Get be the joint chiefs.“

A blip and a soft female voice was heard a screen came up with a progress bar and the letters processing.

“Processing sir....”

Several seconds passed and four men in various uniforms had appeared standing stiffly and sternly. The president began to speak to them before they even had a chance to ask any questions.

“This is what I want to happen, I want all forces to be set at DEFCON 2, I want all military units to be set a REDCON 2, I want all intelligence services both foreign and domestic to set to condition beta...”


The generals almost looked surprised but kept their military baring with out saying a word they all saluted in a crisp manner through the holo projectors before shimmering off .... The Deed was done and now every one would most likely know by the end of the day. Stations across the Federation began to monitor every thing from inter space travel to extra space travel movements and other things. The seventh and eight fleets where given totally random patrol patterns every fleet and unit in the union began to get ready to mobilized or where mobilized. Fleet Fighter squadrons began rotating drills. Border units where mobilized to lock down the steppe and chronosian neutral zones as well as other troubled spots.

Transport ships and other things began to be stocked up and prepared to take on troops at a moments notice, automated defenses where primed, Faster than light inhibitors where placed at full power. Four parescs around New Earth would be able to be locked down in a seconds notice with advanced faster than light inhibitors.



The Ares , Chronomancer and Bismarck where all recalled. All over the nightly and evening news net works The Words DEFCON 2 where spread, D net, sub net, holo net where flooded with coverage of the decision and now every one even out side the union would know.
Sertian
27-02-2009, 12:22
Grand Admiral Trilano sipped from a cup of drink while he laid back in what had been officially coined his office, one of the many rooms of the half constructed New Port station that were cleared for use. He was currently reading reports on the events of the galaxy, mostly phenomena of interest or potential allies that were discovered from the exploration vessels, but the current one he was reading was different. It was an article depicting the folly of one of the larger civilizations in the galaxy, something union or whatnot, he wasn’t really one for names. But he couldn’t help chuckle at the report of it’s actions.

“Amazing, simply amazing,” he said with a small chuckle at a low ranked officer coming in to report some other meager detail. “We’re deployed here to destabilize galactic politics and they’re doing it by themselves.”

“Excuse me, sir..?” the officer stated, apparently one of those hypochondriac types that always wore their armor in case of sudden, explosive decompression.

“Nothing, just reading some stupid report about some non-important empire in this galaxy that will probably destroy itself by the time we seriously turn our attention to this galaxy. What did you have to report?”

“Me? Umm… errr…” the officer looked down at his PDA, which had a similar report. He quickly turned it off and put it to the side, “Fresh doughnuts in the cafeteria?”

“Oh, thanks. Grab me a few would you? I think I can get a few more laughs from this.”