Status Update: Medical Ship
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Right then. The fleet is to be informed that my new medical ship is updated with the very best technology that an unlawful can pirate. It has capabilities that surpass most military grade operating rooms, and is able to run everything from Computerized Tomographies to Biopsies.
It's my first order of business to continue searching for Alexa with the main party. Certainly I hope no one else finds them because I suspect it would be some time before I manage to reach her. In any case, the engines are top of line as well as the navigation systems. Chamberlain had issues with the comm systems prior to this report, but the techs at Mactan were able to fix them.
Although we have basically everything. We still need some supplies in the Emergency Storage. A list follows containing the needs.
"Emergency Supply Datalink Wrote:20 Pharmaceutical Drugs
10 Human Organs
20 Cardimine
10 Water
30 Oxygen
Now the last two I am less worried about, but if some of the other raiders could obtain some of those things it would be most appreciated. Over and out.
Encrypting... Encryption successful.
Connected to Metropolis signal detector/amplifier
Labrie, you there? I need you to relay this to everybody in Delta and surrounding systems. I think we've found G4. It was a somewhat confusing series of events, but I'll do my best to relay them.
After undocking from the Free Port, I was confronted with a Bounty Hunter, captaining a cruiser, who, needless to say, was not the most friendly man I've ever talked to. He fired a warning shot, just as a Order Osiris Battleship cruised into the No-fire zone. I was sure I had a fight on my hands, but the Order scolded the Hunter, and threatened him away.
I promptly asked the Order for any information on Alexa. He had nothing, but he thought that more Hunter ships could arrive soon, and so called reinforcements. As they arrived, I asked each about Alexa and our mysterious coordinates. None of them could help. For the second time in two days, I saw a Zoner Juggernaut. This one was just as splendid as the last, and the captain showed keen interest in the telescope you're sitting in, Labrie.
After scaring off the Hunters who came without a fight, I woke Xavier arrived from Gamma, and we began searching adjacent systems, while maintaining contact with the Order vessels for Navigational purposes. We found nothing of interest in Kappa, but upon finding a Jumphole to the 'Iota' system, we were harshly warned back.
I insisted, and they eventually allowed us to enter without a fight, under one condition; They would send capital ship support for us. The Juggernaut's captain also decided to help us. Xavier led the way, as he is apt to, and upon reaching the other side of the hole, his ship was torn to pieces. He managed to eject a damaged pod, which I promptly tractored in as I fled from the point defense platforms which were firing on me. The battleships arrived next, and quickly followed suit. I transferred Xavier's pod to the Order vessel, in order to utilize their superior medical bay.
I plotted a course for Sirius Standard Metric G4, flying between the battleships. Several Nomad fighters intercepted us, but we destroyed them. When we were approximately 30k from G4, multiple Nomad bombers arrived, and created some sort of quantum singularity at the juggernaut's location, quickly draining it's shields. I used my more nimble craft to destroy the bombers, before they could conjure another singularity, and cripple one of the capital ships.
We proceeded another 10k, when an atmospheric discharge lit the surrounding nebula. A triangular structure came into view. As we got closer, I realized that it fit precisely into our destination coordinates: G4. More point defense platforms surrounded it. We dared not get close without additional fighter support in case we got caught between some bombers and those platforms.
We did some further exploring, and found a route back to Alpha through some obscure systems. It could allow for fast travel to and from Alpha.
Xavier's condition was worsening, and all of our ships had taken a beating. We flew back to the Free Port without further incident. Xavier was sent to Toledo for medical attention, and we have been given temporary permission to dock there.
The ships who helped were the IL-Salvation, and the [ZF]VAL-Marvin. I suggest contacting both them, and bringing all of our fighters before attempting those systems again, as Xavier's leg can attest to.
Yeah, so....
I wuz respondin' to this wierd call in New York about a rogue Spyglass yesterday, which by da way, I aint too sure about, Kapish?
Anywayz, So this guy, right, name on scanner is, get this, Easy.To.Detect, he sez, 'yo! dere's a Spyglass in New York' right?
So I sez "Yeah?" an' he sez "yeah." Oh, also he says I should know him, right? But I sure don't. So...
*twists toothpick between teeth*
I tellz him 'where are ya, hepcat?' an he sez 'the Badlands'
So I pad in dere all kinds o quiet, right? thinkin' this could be an ambush.
Meantime dis mook's tellin me 'the glass is by Fort Bush,' an 'the glass is by here n dere...' So now I know this is an ambush, cause aint no other chatter nowhere, right?
So'z I make for Buffalo airspace, just ter be safe right, when long range scanners pick up activity in Vespucci.
*gnaws toothpick*
Well I aint no slouch so I lit 'em up hot and burned fer Magellan, Hoping maybe I could raise the Metropolis.
When I got near the Vespucci jumphole I sees this MNS destroyer hoverin' nearby. I busted my arse tryin to raise the Metropolis, but got nuttin'.
So I slide my tiny friggin Bayonet up on him and act all tough, see?
*pulls out toothpick, inspecting the frayed end*
"Help ya?" sez i.
"Tryin ta find Leniex." sez her comms guy.
"Not today." sez me, wondering if I'll have time to take a last breath. "Hellfire legion has mandated death to any who enter thier cloud without credentials. And a strong alliance aint good enough. Not without a Hellfire escort tellin me otherwise" i sez, starin this kid down through the comscreen.
*chomps down on unmolested part of toothpick*
Another ping in Vespucci gets my attention, and I sez, "You're welcome ta stay within escort distance of me, but i gots biness in dere. Stay. Outta. Leniex." an I pop the jumpdrive, see?
Once I get inta Vespucci, I says to this guy Avalon, whos sporting a Lane Hacker tag an some BW hardware, namely a Sabre, I sez "Lissen youz, Ima tell you da same thing i told that cruiser out there, Leniex's closed, by order of the Hellfires." Well this one, right, he gets cheeky, right?
"A Bayonet? Ha!" sez dis rat.
*spits out a sliver of toothpick*
"Yeah a Bayonet." sez me all calmlike. And then I turns around, and this MNS cruiser, she slides right by me and poof, dissa-friggin-peers into Leniex cloud. Dats when this Avalon rat opens fire on me.
Lookin down I sez "Oh geez." 'cause I realize I'm runnin an anti gunboat/transport loadout, right? Fa-get abouddit. I didnt last long, I tell yaz.
Lucky fer me, the VR issue pod didnt suck space, and I was picked up quick by the Ravager. They also towed the better part of my hull back for me an' I managed to patch her back up with some private funds.
Friggin shame is the memory cell was flat busted on her, so I've lost all images and data on this clown in New York, this Maltese battlewagon, and only remember this other Hacker guy by memory cause he shot me outta my ride, the punk. Gonna git that one some cement shoes an' take him to visit Curacao, Right?
*grins sheepishly*
Anywayz, Some friggin recruit I turned out ta be, right? Failed twice taday.
*shrugs, spits out mangled toothpick*
Gettin' back out to the black soon as she's fueled. Thats my report. Aint gonna quit tryin, see?
Well, what today brings me is not much. I have discovered a little pest that hangs around in California by the name of The.Joker. He is a very unstable character and is needed to be watched with caution. The man pilots a Capital armor MK VIII Outcast Tridente. So on second thought he is to be watched with extreme caution.. Not much out of the ordinary though, just the same old patrols, same old navy. This concludes my report, Bandit Scotty Hill signing off.
Comm ID: Jada Zachary; Taskmaster
Location: Buffalo Base; New York
Subject: Damn the KoF
Alright, ladies...and LaBrie...Today we had a massive clusterfrack in New York. Warlord Jordan and my Xavvy-Wavvy went in search of fun. After frisking a transport that likes to be a tease, we headed to New York in search of REAL fun. Oh that was amusing.
We ran into a bunch of Nomads. Warlord Jordan, for some reason, thought it would be fun to, good God, interrogate them. They didn't seem amused; Xavvy-Wavvy's obnoxious fighter seemed to captivate them. Hard to imagine that the Nomads can be brain-washed by items that are the source of epileptic fits.
Liberty Navy was none too happy about the presence of both Nom-Noms and the little ole' Vagrants. Before we knew it, a fleet had mustered and was ready to kick our asses. Morons....
Through methods that are rather unknown, we convinced the Nomads to follow us into battle! Very quickly, random Lane Hackers and even the Hellfire Legion showed up to assist us. Raisu, despite being a very good pilot, killed a Nomad and Xavvy-Wavvy with his Nova Torps. I almost opened up on him, myself. But the capital ships had to be murdered.
What appeared to be a mission to find Warlord Jordan Rudess a tooth brush, evolved into an intense Westpoint brawl.
After raiding a transport and obtaining two million credits for our cause, Taskmaster Jada Zachary, Warlord Jordan Rudess and I proceeded into the New York system. While looking for more transports, we stumbled upon Liberty vessels. Not only that... we also had an unexpected run in with the nomads. Rudess and I were both suspicious of the nomads... after all, we believed they were the ones behind Alexa's disappearence. Jadey-Zachy.... excuse me... Jada wanted to befriend them. Remembering Alexa... I burst out, and was tempted to destroy the nomad on the spot. I couldn't bring myself to do it. It was a strange feeling, unlike any I had ever experienced. I somehow.... knew that they weren't responsible. I broke down, I finally understood.
I noticed the nomads were drawn to my EPI-Def. systems. Without fear, I felt like I understood their strange cryptic tounge. I decided to take a long shot, remembering the presence of the Liberty vessels, and tried to rally the nomads to fight for our cause as suggested by Jada. More and more ships were joining the Liberty forces, of some were the KoF and USI. I knew our only chance to get out was to rally the nomads to our cause.
With Jordan Rudess's permission, I took control of the operation and, with a stroke of luck, managed to lead the nomads into battle. The Warlord was the enemy's prime target in the battle, and our attempts at protecting him proved to be futile. The enemy fighters were too numerous, and Rudess was taken out brutally from a LABC using the cosign Diesel. A massive siege weapon tore his ship apart, but Jada managed to recover his escape pod. After this happened, I ordered all allied ships to attack the KoF fighters, as they were the main force of harm to our ships. Luckily, the Hellfire Legion showed up after a few minutes of intense battle to assist. With a collected effort, our main targets shifted from the fighters to the Liberty Navy gunboats. We managed to take them out. Our next target was Diesel. Providing bomber cover, I targeted one of the KoF bombers and began to eat its hull away. Unfortunately... just as our fleet was taking down the LABC, I took out my shields and most of my hull with nuclear mines. I felt my ship tear apart as a vicious Nova Torpedo took out the remainder of the LABC, and myself. My combat armour respiratory system kicked in as I floated in the midst of the dog fight. Within a few moments, Jada came to my rescue, and I spent the duration of the brawl in her cargo bay. The Warlord's condition was dire. I treated him and myself with a spare medical kit inside Jada's ship. After a while, I was relieved to hear that the fight was a success. Jada wasted no time in getting us back to Buffalo, as she was also bleeding from multiple wounds.
After the fight, the three of us docked at Buffalo base to recover and rest. Overall, I believe the battle was a success, although the outcome may have been dire for the Raiders had Jada not pulled through. Thanks Jade, I owe you one. Fierceshot out.
Comm ID: Jada Zachary; Taskmaster
Location: Buffalo Base; New York
Subject: Get your asses out there.
I need you fools out there and making money. I wake up one morning, get into my fighter, and no one is even awake. I swear to God, I will crack heads and ruin lives if you don't show the corporations of Liberty that we mean business.
On a semi-related note, prepare yourselves for a big haul. I'd have to break a few necks in order to make you do your jobs. For more information, consult the Overlord. He'd gladly yell at you.
That's it. Bye.
-----TERMINATING TRANSMISSION-----
"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THESCIENCEIS LEAKING OUT!"
>>>Uplink ma-<<< >>>FATAL ERROR - REBOOT<<<
Hayley frowns slightly, her foot slamming into the console of her fighter's controls. She frowns, muttering to herself. "Piece of crud..." she growls, rolling off her chair and dropping in behind the small craft's electrical panel. Her hands work nimbly, twidling and pulling at wires, and panels before finally slamming her hand sideways, the computer rebooting.
"Euch...now will you work?" She gives another grunt, sliding back into her chair, dropping her elbows onto the sill of computer, her chin being dumped into her palms. The computer flashes white, then blue, before her custom OS boots itself, a massive grin erupting over her face, accompanied by a semi-disgruntled " 'Bout time."
She lifts her head, hands dropping heavily onto her keyboard, her fingers flicking out over fluttering over the compact input with astonishing speed.
>>>Uplink matched<<<
>>>Awaiting input...<<<
Sorry for not doing any pirating...I'm not much of a combat pilot, better at evasion than bringing the old guns to bear.
Alright...guess I'll be there for that run.
Pretty, pretty, pretty please can I fly my big baby? This little fighter's driving me nuts! I hate it, the console's so weak it's like it's got AIDS, cancer, an- oh screw it, never mind with the ailment jokes. Long version short; fighter sucks. Transport good. Me no like shooting. Me like running cargo loads full.
Cheers, Hay-
>>>FATAL ERROR - REBOOT<<<
"OH LORD!"; another foot launched at the computer. At least the meaningful part of her message was uploaded.
I don't know what I'll be flying when it comes time for the run, but I'll be there. I'd also like to mention that there are 3000 superconductors sitting in Magellan, if anybody needs any. Aside from that, nothing exceptional to report which Xav or Jada hasn't covered.
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