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[CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - dude42 - 11-15-2006 Admiral Adama said too me that this new pilot has something strange about her. He did not know why he felt this way but he wanted me to ask her a few questions. I asked her to come to my quarters for a chat this morning. Maria looked sort of worn out, she had been celebrating with the other pilots on the Galactica. President: "good morning Maria" Maria: " Ya, hi" President: "Adama tells me that he has a feeling about you, did anything happen" Maria: "Well I was sort of drunk and talking about my childhood" President: "was it a bad childhood" Maria: "well no, its just that I mentioned the ship I grew up on and he got all weird" President: "how so" Maria: "He started asking lots of strange questions and many of the words he said were oddly familiar" Maria: "Then he said you would set me up with an appointment" President: "What was the name of the ship" Maria: "The Pegasus.. err uh, yah the Pegasus" President: "Are you referring to the [CR]Pegasus" Maria: "That's right, why" President: "Are you telling me that you grew up on the Pegasus" Maria: "Ya, my father worked on that ship and we lived there. The Cylons Worked the fleet over one day and dad put me in an escape pod. They are probably all dead now; I was lucky, some convoy picked me up and brought me here". President:"My dear, this is the Colonial Remnant. We live here in Sirius even today! Maria: "pht...but ....ewul ..I .I.. ****! With a burst of intensity, Maria jumps up and sprints out of the room! She was gone before I could stop her but I am sure she knows where she is going... [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - [CR]Venus - 11-15-2006 Madam President, First of all I have to say that I am sorry. The behaviour, I have shown, can't be accepted. I will never again let you stand alone, without you tell me I have to. Uh - I also have to ask for forgivingness, that I took the viper and transfered to the Pegasus. The deck-officer informed me, that I have to register every flight - at least two hours before. As a formal member of the Pegasus, it would have been my job to join the (legendary) Silver Spare Squadron - like my personal idols Lieutenant Sheba and Lieutenant Bojay did. So I had to apply the transfer to the Galactica. (Of course, I also had to have a look for surviving well known mates - I have to admit) Your logs should contain the official papers that say, I am a member of the Galactica, now. And if I don't do my job well, you can point all 32 turbolaser and fusionmissiles of the Galactica between my eyes. M. Atalante [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - Yngen - 11-15-2006 Lee Adama walks in the open door of the Admiral's office. "Reporting as ordered, sir." "Sit down. I've reviewed your report on JG Atalante. Good work." "Thank you, sir." "You've shown remarkable initiative in seeking out lost Colonial warriors and your efforts at reequipping our squadrons have immeasurably enhanced our combat effectiveness. I am promoting you to full Lieutenant. Congradulations Lieutenant Adama. Please send Venus in on your way out." The lieutenant comes to attention, salutes, about faces and goes to find Maria. [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - dude42 - 11-16-2006 :sleep: Good evening..... As you all may know, a long lost daughter of the Remnant has been rejoined with us (Maria Atalante) and I wish her the best. Not only has she found her home once again but she has also found a loved one that she has not seen since she was a little girl. Some of you may already know him, Caleb Atalante ( six people stand and cheer) (Wooooo YA) al righ Caleb". He has been serving on the Gemenon as a loader and now he has been reunited with his sister Maria! (Woooooo) . All right calm down. The captain of the Gemenon has been gracious enough to grant Caleb leave to speak with us today. (The President turns to Caleb and gives him a professional hug then sits next to the podium). Caleb: Hi, everyone.. (YAAAhAAaaa) (Woooooo).. I know many of you don't know me.. (We Do, Wooooooooo) (Yahhhaaa) Ok guys, shut up.. (Sorry bro.) (woo) Many of you don't know me because after I lost my sister and then my father, I became very introverted. I just wanted to forget everything and the only people I talked to is the Gemenon Load crew.. (WOOOOOO) And more recently I have been getting angry about it. But now my only known relative has come looking for "ME" and I couldn't be more happy. Come up here Maria... (yahhhhhaaaa) Maria: "Hi" (Woooo, Yaaaaaaaa) (Crowd roars) Caleb: I just wanted to say that my sister had the balls to sing up for the Viper Squadron and I will not let her be blown up. So I have signed up... (WOOOOOOOOOO) (YAAAAAA, DUDE) Now I have something new to fight for... "Bring it on" (the crowd goes wild with a standing ovation) ( YAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAA) (The President gives both Caleb and Maria a professional hug then takes the podium) President: Today you have seen the courage of our people, The determination of our pilots, and the hope we all share that good things will come.... (Cheering and yelling) (WOOO, Vipers Rock, YAAAAAAA) :yahoo: Let this be a shining example of the sheer will our Viper pilots possess! (Cheering and yelling) (the crowd goes wild with a standing ovation) (YAHHHAAAAAA) :yahoo: [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - Yngen - 11-16-2006 -Galactica CIC, "Sir, we have Orion at long range, not responding to hails, I think his comm system is down.." "Very well, inform the flight deck we have a code blue." "Yes sir." -Galactica's Port flight deck "MOVE PEOPLE, we have a bleedin snake commin in!" Shouted the crew chief. Deckhands scrambled to fire control stations, Medics stood at the ready, and everyone staired down the flight deck, trying to see the damaged Viper on its final approach. "There!" Someone pointed. "Looks like she's commin in too hot!" Indeed, the flailing viper was going way too fast and it was also too low. "This is gonna be ugly," said the crew chief. -Galactica CIC "Ensign why don't we have ALS on him yet?" "Either his transponder is malfunctioning or his main computer is down sir, ALS cant get a pulse from Orion's guidance system." "Then hes flying blind and dead stick, are the fire suppression teams in place?" "Yes sir." -Orion on approach Luckily, the nav computer had quit just after David Helion saw Galactica on his long range sensors. "Galactica, this is Viper two zero requesting code blue clearance." No responce. David tapped his comm gear, it was dead. He glanced at the crack in his canopy, "Is that getting bigger?" he thought to himself. He next looked at his guidance computer, it was gone too. "Well, at least I have my own two eyes." As he staired out of his cockpit at the growing Battlestar his left ear blossomed with pain and started bleeding. At the same time he noticed his canopy beginning to fog up as the microatmosphere in his cockpit began to condence. the viper was beginning to decompress. David squirmed and struggled to get a hold of the control stick with his broken left arm. With his right arm free he wiped away the condensation from his canopy and only then noticed how quickly he was approaching the flight deck. "FRACK!" -Galactica Flight deck Less than half a kilometer from the flight deck, Orion's dieing viper violently righted its course but showed no signs of slowing. "My Gods, his forward reverse thruster must be gone too." The viper slammed into hard decking and began careening towards a crowd of deckhands in the number 2 hangar. Balloon-like anti collision barriers popped out from the deck protecting the hangar and its fuel stores and stopped the screaching spacecraft, ripping its topside wing off of the frame. Klaxons blaired throughout the flight deck, and crews rushed to the damaged fighter. -Galactica sick bay, 4 hours later Admiral Adama surveyed the injuries to one of his irreplaceable viper pilots. "What happened out there Lieutenant?" "Smuggler, sir." "A smuggler did this?" "He was no ordinary smuggler, sir. He was in a pirate fighter." "Sir, Venus, did she make it back?" "We haven't heard from Lieutenant Atalante yet." "She held off a group of Corsairs while I retreated, we need to go back for her." "We're doing everything possible right now, tell me about the battle." "Venus and I had recieved a report from SFBS Magnificent that there was pirate activity in New London so we investigated. We detected the fighter approaching Planet New London with a hold full of military prisoners and Cardamine. I ordered him to spill his bay and he refused. We engaged him. After I dropped his sheilds and landed a few hull shots he retreated across the system and we pursued. After 10 minutes of evading us we returned to Canterbury for refuel and thats when he returned. Venus suffered a hydrolics malfunction so I had to take him myself this time. We fought for a long time. I don't remmember how long but it seemed like hours. I would get his sheilds down, then he would get mine...over and over again until both our hulls were buckeling. I thought I was dead many times but I finally cracked his ships core. I didn't have time to see if he ejected and Venus was too busy with a wing of Corsairs to see either." "Alright thats enough," said the Doctor. "He needs rest now. He can file his report after 8 hours of rack time Admiral." "Ok Doc, oh Lieutenant, good work." [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - [CR]Venus - 11-16-2006 "Galactica, this is Venus, asking for permission to land. Galactica, ya hear me ?" "Venus, this is Adama. No Trees, repeat: No Trees ! Damn, come in, we were waiting for you." "Admiral, Sir, I am sorry, the Corsairs kept me busy. Approaching in 32 Ks, Sir" "Good to know. Report after landing." "Roger, Sir. - Ehm, Sir ?" "What ?" "News about the Orion, Sir ? Last thing I saw was a long line, drawn by a burning viper. I am sorry, I could not get to him. Otherwhise..." "Let me interrupt you, he is okay, landed about an hour ago. He made it in the last second. Doc's command was to rest. You should, too. I wanna see both of you after that. - Over" "Yes, Sir" 'I allways thought, it was more easy to be a viper-pilot...' [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - dude42 - 11-17-2006 Blank.............. [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - [CR]Venus - 11-17-2006 Venus jumped out of the cockpit and touched the wing of her viper. "Good girl" As she entered the office, she first had to fill in the forms for ship-damages. The ship had scratches and small hole in the left wing. And it would urgently need a wash. When it was done, she looked for the form of reports. It was a boring job, but she lost a bet with her brother - she had to. "[CR]Venus" "Report to Admiral Adama" "On our regular patrol through Leeds, we cleared LD 14, and the planet. Close to the jumpgate to New London, Hyperion got into an electric cloud and had a total black-out of his steering-elements. Because of my beeing in formation, using only the minimum of the ship's power, I got not touched by this phenomenon. When I was waiting for my wingman, I suddenly noticed an [ELF]-fighter behind me. It was a hard fight, as we know, the [ELF] only recruit good pilots, but I managed to get him down. It was a good duel. Close to the end of fight, Hyperion got back the ship-controls. Thank god, there was no need for him to take part. I managed to take over some tizionas and used them. I am not sure, if I was authorized to do that - this needs clearence. There were only small damages on the ship, no civilians were touched. The Hyperion and the Venus landed safe on planet Camebridge, there were no more incidents. Forms for repare are filled out. We now end our daily duty. Maria Atalante Callsign: [CR]Venus" [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - Doom - 11-17-2006 Caleb has landed aboard Galactica without any problems, although his middle engine was making some strange noises... " I think that she is ready for some tune up." " This is Caleb Atalante reporting: During patrol across Leeds i have crossed strange phenomenon, a some kind of electric energy field that knocked out all my ship controls and i was left drifting in space. In that time one ELF showed in some kind of bomber ship. For a moment there i thought i was a gonner. Then Venus stepped in and take care of that problem. During that fight i regain controls over my ship and i went to help Venus...I only fire two times missed both, when she took him out in amazing fireworks. Good work sis.... My viper is currently in docking bay where mechanist search cause of my computer failure. Also ship is totally battle ready with proper affiliation. Caleb out. [CR]Colonial Remnant Message Dump - dude42 - 11-17-2006 :) Hello Caleb I am glad to see you..... President: I have been getting reports of your patrols and you have been contributing equipment to the Remnant. President: I am very happy with your performance (President looks at papers as she slowly lowers them to her desk) Caleb: Thank you Madam President, I appreciate that... President: How are you feeling after your tussle yesterday! Caleb: Oh I am good as new and ready to fly, Madam President. President: (President chuckles a bit as she says) Well that's great but you can be seated and at ease Caleb. Caleb: (abandons his perfectly rigid stance and takes a seat with a sigh of relief) Thank you Madam President. President: (continues to read papers for aprox. 20 seconds) Caleb, it seems you have a strong aptitude for piloting the Viper and an even stronger determination. President: I am recommending you for promotion to Admiral Adama. Caleb: (stumbles over his first word) Th-Thank you very much Madam President. I cant begin to t-- President: (cuts Caleb short) Well its not a promotion. Just a recommendation. President: Now go get some rest and check in at the Infirmary before anymore action... Caleb: Yes Madam President (Caleb stands and salutes the prez, about faces and leaves) President: (Chuckles to herself about Caleb's relentless formal behaviour). :happy: |