The Calculator lay there. The ashes of the two girls lay there.
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Yorktown's freighter shot out from the landing bay at Rochester, scraping the insides of the base. He set coordinates for the Colorado hole, then flew to Ouray, and base camped the Xenos base.
Palms clammy, and sweat pouring down his back, by the time, Yorktown's heartrate was normal again, 44 Xenos aces lay in his cargo hold, next to the Nomads.
Was she there? He asked himself.
WHY DID HE LEAVE?? Yorktown slammed the interface in the cockpit, breathed through his teeth, and sobbed.
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?
The cocky smile was gone from the face of Spike Harris.
He leaned over the body of his wife Janine, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face.
Once she had been so beautiful, so full of life. Now here she was, lifeless, a contorted expression of pain on her face.
For a moment he envied his friend Mark Carlaw from the gunboat FireAnt, who had joined his family in death, who would not have to go on, to try to live with the loss.
Spike wondered for a moment at his luck.
He had survived the damage to the Frigate Exeter when the command deck had been hit.
He had fought and destroyed countless Nomad battleships.
He had fought the Darkstar and won.
Now he had survived an attack on Cambridge.
Checking reports on the Nomad experiments had kept him at the Command bunker later than usual. Why had he chosen to sleep in the bunker at the time of the attack? He could have returned home and been with Janine at the end...
He had signed on with the Sirius Federation for a reason, to protect Cambridge from just this kind of thing. By attacking the Nomads he had thought to protect all those dear to him.
The constant attacks on Cambridge by pirates and terrorists kept calling him back to Cambridge though.
And now a sneak attack had undone all he had fought so hard for.
How much damage had been done? Was there still any reason to try and defend a system constantly under attack?
He had heard rumours of a planetary shield under construction but was it just a rumour?
A look of grim determination crossed his face, replacing the grief.
He would report in and return to his post until these rumours could be confirmed.
He would keep the Exeter fighting and perhaps die to protect Cambridge.
"Admiral I need your attention, we have a problem, rather large"-Kozanecki
"What is it?"-Olsav
"It seems the MOX blast damaged one of the BAF fusion reactors near what used to be the Spaceport, and unfortuanately there is A) about 50 lifeforms in the immediate area, and B) if that thing blows, another good chunk of Cambridge is gonna be gone" -kozanecki
"Ok, the plan of action will be, Koz you stay here and man the comms, advise any incoming ships of the impending danger, Model and I will head to the Reactor and try to shut down the core, If that doesnt work we will have to take as many civilians as we can and get the hell out. Now lets move." -Olsav
Olsav and Model run to the hovercraft, and race to the reactor sight.
As the approach they see the outlines of figures running INTO the Reactor.
"****, why are they running into the damn reactor" - Olsav
"Probably looking for cover sir, hell if i was a civilian i'd id get ot any place that might rovide cover from another attack" -Model
Olsav and Model disembark for mtheir craft and run towards the reactor complex. They see some men in Naval uniforms, and head towards them.
"You there, what is the situation" -Olsav
"How should i know, im a cook, cant you read uniform insignia!" -"Cook"
"ARE THERE ANY OFFICERS PRESENT?"-Olsav
"The last one just died"-woman callign form the back of the crowd that was beginning to form of the now 30-40 survivors.
"Dammit, everyone here, listen up, the reactor is about to blow, unless someone can deactivate, currently that is me and Model here, Gather up what survivors you can and gather them back here by the hovercraft."-Olsav
"WEll you have a new problem now, the entrance to the main control area of this complex is kinda blocked by a crashed shuttle. Tried to take off just as the blast came, bloody Beta radiation must of hit the engines disabling it, and it crashed"-another one of the survivors inthe middle of the sizable crowd
Suddenly Olsavs personal comm device starts to beep.
"THIS HAD BETTER BE GOOD SINCE I DAMN WELL DONT NEED ANYMORE PROBLEMS"
**********
to be continued........
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RAHF.Lt.Karol.Olsav
fmr Lord Solar Admiral of the Helghast, fmr.RAHF-Olsav-[Cpt], fmr. {Helghast}(LSA-vhf)~Olsav, fmr.{Helghast}(LSA)~Olsav, aboard HCS. Kesselring
"THIS HAD BETTER BE GOOD SINCE I DAMN WELL DONT NEED ANYMORE PROBLEMS"
shouted McNeo as he smashed the public comms console with his fist.
He had only finally acnowledged the transmission after he wfelt he was sober, but this reaction to a superior meant that it was clear to everyone around him that he was not.
"I DONT CARE WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO CAMBRIDGE, WE BOMBED IT AND DECIMATED A WHOLE ISLAND REMEMBER?!?!"
a response which sounded muffled to the Corsairs around McNeo made his expression change. There was a pause and then..
"Oh. I'll be right there...sorry about that sir"
Immediatly, the Corsairs started asking to know what had happened to Cambridge, but McNeo sillently walked too the cockpit of his Spatial.
Most of the Corsairs were so keen on finding out what had happened in the attack that those with pilotable ships followed. After alot of bugging on the comms by the Corsairs, McNeo muttered into the comms console:
"Get some medical supplies, use my money if you have too, but just buy them. And food. And water."
Some of the larger ships turned back, and all of the Corsairs had puzzled expressions on their faces.
Suddenly, a Hessian battlegroup came into sensor range, heading for the Cambridge jump hole. both sides made a move to intercept one another but, as if ice had broken...
"BOTH SIDES, DISENGAGE NOW!! IF YOU HESSIANS ARE GOING TO CAMBRIDGE TO HELP, WE ARE TOO!! IF ANY OF YOU FIRE A SINGLE SHOT, SO HELP ME I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!"
With that, and an audible sigh of resignation, both sides mixed and headed towards Cambridge. Upon jumping, the massive group travelled towards Cambridge. As they came out of the ice cloud, most gasped and some looked away as they all saw somthing they knew was terrible. They saw a third of the planet sporting a black scar upon its side. No one cried.
"And there, ladies and gentlemen, is Planet Cambridge. Do you want to know who did this. Well, i didnt, but i was told anyway. Those that we call 'The Phantoms'. I know you, the Corsairs, have been trying to seize this system for years, but now you see the blind terror that these Phantoms cause. I have worked with Phantoms before; i know their cold-bloodedness.Now, you do too."
The group set down at Admiral Olsav's transmitted coordinates to find bodies littering the ground...everywhere there were people, innocents, with burns and internal scarring. Most were dead, but some who were near that stage were gurgling up peices of their own lungs.
McNeo caught site of his Admiral, and prepared for the dressing down he was about to recieve...
Bloodfrenzy sat and watched the various reports from GNN while monitoring several civilian companies comms channels about planet Cambridge.
'I liked Ember.' Aridane commented ruefully.
"This gives me an idea..."
'I'm not flying into a planet, I don't care how much it would help the phantoms.'
"You won't have to. The LWB have been asking our agents, whenever they pass through rhienland, to help them."
'Your seriously considering helping a bunch of farmers?'
"A bunch of farmers who want synth foods off planet Stuttgart."
'Stutgart? Isn't that the primary food supplier for rhienland because of it's atmosphere?'
"Correct."
'Aha, the kind atmosphere that prevents any industrial development of the planet?'
"Exactly."
'So we're going to create a planetwide firestorm?' there was a disturbing quality to Aridanes voice...
"No, we're going to take out all the synth food owned farms, what the LWB have been trying to do for years. We don't need another massacre, just an object lesson that we can hit targets smaller then a planet just as easily."
'I see.' was the scornful reply
"Don't worry, they'll probably be plenty of capital ship patrols for you to destroy."
'Excellant.'
***OOC***
Yes, [Phantom]Desolator will be hitting stuttgart, mortaring various synthfood farms and then broadcasting when I'm done.
I'll also post on the forums, as a GNN interrupt or news story, and the LWB will be claiming it was their work, so unless you actually see me at stuttgart, and then do an IC RP update with screenies...
It wasn't the [Phantoms]:)
However I'm not gonna say when and I'll hit it as a pair of psychopathic/sociopathic, genetically-altered, sneaky B******* would, so don't expect an easy fight, if anyone bothers to defend it that is...
EDIT: Yeah! go korrd! the only alien character I actually like, always fair and willingly to (IC and RP) 'discuss' with bloodfrenzy;)
Oh and while I remember, all the MOX and toxic waste I ever used as bombs came off the NPCs, I really do love it when they help kill themselves:lol:
(If you find any mistake in my English, please let me know via a PM)
(Really, I speak terrible English, so please, tell me if I make mistakes. I'd like to improve it a bit )
System-......
Ship-Devastator(class:Dreadnought)
statics- on patrol
ID:[Capt]Flurry
transmit to :C.H.C
Unknown reports of an attack on planet Cambridge
Orders ?
send
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ID:C.H.C
transmit to :[Capt] Flurry
Reports unknown.
New orders : RV in Cambridge system .Report findings
Send
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Nav set jump for planet Cambridge . Hours later the planet Cambridge an it's space come into view . As the Capt an his crew sit looking out the view port not a word was said . The Capt sitting in his Command chair speehless can only send a text reading.
ID:[Capt]Flurry
transmit to: C.H.C
Cambridge attacked. Devastator inbound to give aid
Sir, I have received a report from one of my Epsilon wing pilots concerning the Phantom attack on Cambridge.
J. Winter I believe made a valiant attempt to stop the cruiser from reaching the planets atmosphere, and in
doing so lost his own ship in the resulting blast wave.
He was aided in this effort by the SiN|Tech Battleship Superior, The Interceptor and a BSG Viper, the Veers,
all of whom failed to inflict enough critical damage to stop the suicide run. It would appear the mind set of the
craft was not to inflict damage on their ships, just to attack the planet.
Early comms chatter on open channel had the Devastor also bombing the cities in question, though he was not
attacked at the time as all main efforts were directed at the Phantom.
His pod was picked up by The Superior and he was shuttled back to his current base on the CRI. He himself
was shielded from the radiation by the use of our own lined flight suits. He managed to launch again with a
supply of Hazmat suits which were tractored to the BSG pilots involved in the early rescue attempts.
I would like to place all available IND transport craft at your disposal for the movement of all neccessary aid,
including medical and temporary accomodation needs.
Anything else we are able to do for you at this time will be undertaken, as we have enjoyed your hospitality
and protection for a long period now. Please communicate your reply to our offices at Waterloo Station in New
London as quickly as you can and efforts will be co-ordinated from there.
Condolances from myself and everyone else here at [IND] go out to all who have been caught up in this atrocity.
Message ends:
Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."
People in a huge crowd gather 'round a podium, where a short, lanky man stepped up. The Crowd was making more noise than a thousand pre-schoolers at a theme park.
"People, people...CALM DOWN. It was the OTHER side of Cambridge that got hit. NOT this SIDE," said the man into the tiny vocal amplifier.
The crowded breathed a sigh of relief.
One woman raised her hand. "Sir, how much damage was done?"
"I don't know."
"Do we have a head-count on the number killed or wounded?" asked another person.
"What?! Jesus...That was the SAME question she just asked!" screamed the man, jumping up and down on the podium, "What is this?? A press conference?"
"Did anyone get hurt," asked another, and the crowd turned to face him, "Errr...I mean...like...here."
"ARGHHHGHH!!" cried the man at the podium, "IF THE BOMB HIT HERE...YOU...WOULD BE DEAD."
The crowd panicked. Throwing his arms down, the man stepped down. "People are like a bunch of animals," he muttered.
A Bretonian police officer walked over the the man. "Thank you so much Mr. Schroder, that...really..helped," he stuttered, "I would have totally broken down up there, mate..."
"Now, Mr. Heather..." Schroder looked aside, "YOUR part of the bargain..."
The Police officer hesitated, and lead Schroder through the throng of people, and into a huge complex.
"She's inside protective radiation shielding," said the officer, "Sir.."
Schroder silenced the man with a wave of his palm. The Officer drifted off. Schroder looked at the charred body of the girl within the shielding.
"So you are the one who caused all this damage..." he murmured, a smile spreading across his face.
"Do you know who you are?"
"What is MY name?"
"NO."
"NO. Bad."
"NO."
"MY name."
"Jesus..."
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Schroder strode out of the hallway, and seeing the police officer, Heather, grabbed him by the shoulder. Heather wheeled around with suprise.
"Herr Schroder!" said Heather quickly.
"Mr. Heather..." frowned Schroder, "You told me, she was CONCIOUS."
"Well sir," muttered the officer.
"MR. HEATHER...I'm sure that the BPA will not enjoy reports of You ODing on Pharma before making speeches!"
"Aye, aye, sir."
Heather strode off, and went for a Medic.
Schroder crossed his arms, and angrily walked away. Fools, he thought. This had been the PERFECT opportunity to show all of Sirius that he was the FOREMOST Criminal defense lawyer. And these imbeciles were opening up the undiscovered frontier to others, when he had claimed her first.
He would prove her innocent, and have her release. It would shock Sirius forever...but he thought about the money, and the prestige.
It didn't hurt to play Devil's advocate once in a while...
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?
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