GC Tea House

[Shikyo]

*The Security machine kicks into motions, having spent countless hours training and drilling over and over to cover just about anything and everything that can think of, from events such as a KNF Assault on Ainu Station to the rather mundane as escorting VIPS around the Sation and then some more unusual tasks like dealing with arguments and the mood swings of the Sisters on active duty after a particularly harrowing mission. At the moment though, they are moving with near silent efficiency, teams meeting up and moving to the Armory to collect weapons and other gear as needed.*

*The most feared and the smallest squad though is not the regular Security team, but a specialy organised one consisting almost eniterly of males hand picked for the task. They are knows as the Psyberpsyco Squad, though most better know them simply as P-Squad. They are the first to the armory, grabbing the high caliber weapons and a variaty of ammo types, ranging from AP rounds to ones such as Shock Gel and Hydro Shock rounds. Quickly donning the modified light exo-skeleton suits they start heading into positions, joining up with regular squads of Security personel. These teams and others clear out storage spaces and unused office spaces to wait out of sight yet be close to such locations as Wastas's Labs, the Stations main and sub Hanger bays, Command Center, and the Tea House*

*At various main junctions, elevator entries and airlocks, lightly armed and more casular 'appearing' security agents station themselves, most giving the appearance that all is normal and well, giving directions when asked and in general being 'visible' as to keep all others from noticing the other major Security teams and their actions. At one just junction as conversation might be over heard between a pair of bored looking reserve security personel.*

"So Kenji, you think this is another of the Ice Queen's drills for us?"

"Mmm, perhapes. its been more than a few weeks since that issue with some stupid box or what ever that big deal was that got her and the other ladies panties all knickers up..."

"Ha, I doubt many of them even wear any thing under those flight suits, you see that hot one, Kaede, with her pet? I would like to spend some 'time' with her alone."

"Yeah yeah, I bet you would, but we both know those fighter jocks stick to their own, we'er just a pair of techs benieth their notice..........."

*Meanwhile in teh Command Center, a young Sensor tech keeping watch ont eh long range sensors cycles through the sensor reports, making note of where certain patrols are, who is in Hokkaido space that belongs there, and those that do not. She dircts small flight groups to intercept the unknowns at the same time as making sure the others are on time in their patrol reports. One contact catches her eye on the long range scanner,one that gives no apperent ID of IFF to Ainu's sensors, then contacts the nearest flight group to the estimated position of the contact*

"Patrol Foxtrot Two Two One, adjust couse 198.7 by 362.6 minus 52 Zeiinth relitive position. Intercept and report unknown contact your sector, copy?"

"F-221 copies, adjust to 198.7 by 362.6 minus 52 relitive. Eyeballs on, copy."

*The young tech nods and makes a notation on a data slate, then resumes her other duties, vectoring other groups for a few minutes while waiting for a report for the patrol group about the unknown. When she checks again, the contact she notes is closer, with teh patrol closing in on it, but a little slowly. She thinks about it and guesses the unknwon is at relitive cruise speeds, but not so fast as the fighters are not able to cath up. She makes another noted and then checks the course of the contact, noting it appears to be heading towards Ainu itself. She turns and calls for the Chusa on duty, who seems to be a bit annoyed at having to take time from gossiping on the comm with her friend about the various people ont he sation and current events. The Chusa walks over takes a look at the screens and then the data slate*

"It's likely a smuggler who wishes to avoid being caught. Some few have buzzed Ainu in the past thinking they are smater than we are. it's nothing."

"Yes ma`am." The tech sighs after the Chusa returns to gossiping again and turns back to her sation, making another note in the Data Slate just in case.*

*At the same time as this conversation happened, the Security Teams start reporting in, discreetly, to lady Kurisho postion and rediness status. A few astute personal notice some more activity than is usual happening around the Station, including one Gaijin Trader who scowls then quietly comm links to his massive Advanced train for them to make ready to depart in a hurry if need be. He himself turns and rather than haggle some more with the Quartermaster of the Station just nods and sings off on an invoice, finalising the order for more supplies and luxury items from both New Tokyo and New Berlin for the Sisterhood as well as getting payment for the much needed ship parts for the Sisterhoods newest fighters and bombers he just brought in.*

*Back at the command Center the young tech duely notes that by the time the fighters will intercept the unknown contact it will be withen mere kilometers of the Depot, turingin once more she interupts the Chusa to ask for permission to bring the Defenses online, which in fustration teh Chusa denies, telling her once more it will be just another damn Smuggler and to let it be. When the tech turns back to watch, the distance counts down until suddenly the contact makes a course change, aimed directly at Ainu iteself. In panic at seeing this, and getting a slightly better scan signature of what appears to be a heavy gunboat coming at Ainu fast and hot, she hits the Sation Alarms*

*All hell breaks loose when the Alarms blair to life*

*All over the Station, massive blast doors start to close at the same time as the Security Teams react to what they percieve as the signal that the worst has come to pass. Several Doors and simply blown apart as certain locations are assaulted by the P-Squad and the regular Security Personel. Near the Tea House as Steve was essorting Akiko down one passage way, couple of P-Squad members draw down on the pair, shouting orders for both of them to drop to the floor of be shot immidiately, even as others from that squad rush the tea House itself, scaring the hell out of Kaede's poor feline companion*

*At Wasta's Lab, when the smoke clears from the door way that was blown in, two full secuty squads and one P-Squad rush into the lab to secure it and all its potentially deadly artifacts or creations that Wasta might have in hiding here. The Hanger bays get no better treatment though those doors simply had an over-ride on them. All the personel inside the Hangers are stunned to see thier own Security forces not only moving itno action, but apperently coming down on them. Some few are either tazzed or hit with Shock gel rounds when they start to protest*

*Down one of the side corridors where Wastas is walking down, a small Security patrol run into Iron Wastas himself, and in a moment of panic, one of the men opens fire with his snub-blaster, quickly followed by the others with him. The Sation detecting weapons fire goes into another stage of its Security Program, automatic weapons come up online, seeking out any un-known or untagged personel or creatures. Even the Sations main guns come up hot, trakcing everything that moves, though its a bit late as the Gunship plunges past them and into the just now secure main Hanger Bay*

*The incoming Gunship breaching the hanger bay at its current speed activates the bays internal protocols, ones that come up in the event of crash situations or invasive intrusions. Internal Tractor beams lock on and grab the hurtling hulk of a gunship as men and women scrmable to get out of the way aven as the Crach barrier hurtles upwardfs from the Bay Floor to block the ships path. These measures do work for the most part, but would have been better were it not for the fact that several fighters in the way, which are now barely recogniseable as the heavier gun boat smashed them aside like mere toys. Flying debrie, rupterued tanks wreck havoc on those who while many were able to get out of the way, were struck and hurt, some very badly. A few techs on the outer edges along with the security teams there move forward to secure the chaos in the hanger bay and aissit the injured*

*Coming to a rest against the crash barrier, the gun boat drops to the bay floor when the tractor beams finaly let go ot it. Secutiry moves in even as the emergency hatches on the side of the ship blow off, allowing crew to escape the badly damaged ship, the full extent of damage now more apperent to tohers looking at it. What used to be a proud Dragon gunboat is now a mere shell of a wreck, only one of its missle laucnhers and an aft Solaris appear to remain intact, coupled with extensive hull damage, now made worse by the crash landing.*

*As security arrive at the side of the Ship, several crew stagger up to them with one more being held between them who appears to be unconsious at the moment, yelling questions and demanding information*

"Who are you?! Answer now! How many more injured on board? is that all of you?..." and other quistions all jumbled at once, some being helpful and others not so as they demand attention*

*The crew lay their compaion out on a hover strecher as it was brought near, only to have her grab the nearest serutiy officer by the arm as syhe awakens for a few precious momentts* "tell...Lady Kurisho danger....Wastas........assassin........" *then she falls unconcious once more having strined to deliver those few words though they seem somewhat vague, though the officer is not sure and barks orders for this Officer and the rest of the crew to medical with an armed security escort*