Phase 2 of -=RR=- is under way, my new transport ship, the Black.Throne, is working perfectly according to design *grins* My old Havok is now permanently retired.
I will be using Black.Throne to further test the process in which -=RR=- will be conducted...
Well.... *laughs* Today I met the supposedly 'faimed' Shinobi Master *laughs again*
The feller has been attacking my half blood amigos for quite some time now, so i decided it was time to give him a little 'Royal' greeting from myself, the only TRUE MASTER!
When he first caught me on long scanners he called in some aid from one of his little... er.... friends I suppose...
I figured a man of his type would be quite apt to at least some sense of Honor. So I offered him a fair duel, we in fact do have the same class of ship, with the same armor... or perhaps he has greater I am unsure...
My father, THAT TRAITOR! HE LIED TO ME, ALL THESE YEARS HE LIED TO ME! His son.... NO! I AM NO LONGER HIS SON! THE MAN THAT KILLED MY MOTHER CANNOT BE MY FATHER!
I tried to kill him.... He has a bullet in his chest now... I am now ashamed of my half blood relation to the Corsairs.
They will pay! ALL OF SIRIUS WILL PAY!
The RR is now in full effect. All traders beware! *Rorry's hysterical laughs can be heard down the halls of Yangi Depot*
Ah, it has been another long day. I have finally sent out a transmission to the Mollys concerning RR. I must find more pilots to join my ranks. Infamy, is but around the corner...
*A sly smile escapes Rorry's stern face as the transmission fades.*
But a day ago I found I was not alone in the Black... I have a brother. After receiving a transmission I quickly went to meet him at Trafalgar Base in New London. Seems we have similar backgrounds, I have entrusted him with holding up a new branch of RR. Business is good *winks*
*An excerpt from Write's and Rorry's conversation.*
Rorry: ... So our mother, kept us separate after she saw how that wretch of a father treated me? Write: Correct So that explains why my mother left so frequently, John was always angry with her, arguing that she was keeping some 'secret' from him. Turns out it's you. Yes... Is seems despite our diversified upbringing in the far reaches of Sirius we've ended up on the same path, according to your public Network statements... You've made quite the astounding name for yourself brother. Aye, tis the only way to live lad! Riches and fame await any who take up arms with me... I hear you've been expanding your horizons when it comes to your area of operations...? Well my good Brother *winks* It's much more than just a small operation now... Though, this area... this 'Bretonia' as they call it, which I have explored before, does lack a bit of the Renegade taste. *grins* Well if its hands you need, I've made quite the connections in times. If its man power you need, look no further. *leans back* Good, lets get you initiated into the Renegades! Bretonia and Liberty wont see this coming....
Received a message from Alan regarding the Renegades Flag ship I have tasked him with... He seems to really care about this brother bond we have... Oh well, so long as I get this massive ship he speaks of...
Hello brother, after our conversation I went straight to work on this ship design. I hope it serves your purpose well. No preliminary designs are fully up yet so as of now I'll just send you the list of what I need to begin construction. We'll need to rent a shipyard as well, I know a good spot in space to keep the material hidden for now, and I'll find us a subtle shipyard to rent out so long as you keep the funds flowing... Here's the list:
Let me be clear on something my brother, keep the movment of the last three on the list on a VERY tight 'need to know' basis. I will be using a final build method never before tested on so large a ship...
Have these delivered to the space right outside of Trafalgar Base. I'll move it to the location in space from there.
So now I shall relay this list to the TiP, I think my brother is going to try some of his fancy nomad knowledge crap on our flag ship... I hope he knows what he's doing, whatever gets me my ship I suppose...
Almost homegrinsWas some hard work over in the Tau's for the Legion. Tough one's those Colonials...
deep in thoughtI do like you "Red," but there may be some competition between you and that new Asco the Legion gave me. She is a beauty you know, pretty ol "Rage."
"Red's" AI voice sounds offScanner alert! Inbound capital vessels!
What? Scanner visual up! Weapons online! ..... looks confused..... Um.. Red, there is no vessels anywhere near our vicinity... Your not getting upset because I was talking good about "Rage" are you?commandsWeapons down.runs hand across control boardYour due for a tune up "Red." You can't go scaring me like that... We're almost home.
Scanner alert! Multiple vessels withing 2 Kilo's!
What? Where?! Oh my..... Those are distorted beyond comprehension! What are they doing here! Weapons online, bring her full round! We have to rabbit! "This is Renegade Rorry, boys I have a big problem here, anyone in the area report and head to sector distorted now!" "Red" put all you got into our engines, we're not shooting our way out of this one, not against these fellas!
a voice is heard through the coms"Rorry, you are surrounded, drop your shields and prepare to be boarded!"
Sir, they've jammed our transmission to the Renegades... We are alone...
"Red" drop nose and head for the sun! I'm not going to be captured. Ready the jetson pod, we'll make em think I chose suiside while I slip away in the pod. grinsNever fails! Rorry straps himself into his control seat, ready for jetison
Jettison in 3... 2... 1... Rorry holds on tight as his command seat is launched up, securing into the pod chamber just above. It is then launched into space accelerating to 5 times the speed of normal cruise.
Set course for Yangi and... What happened? Where is my propulsion?!
the pod slows to a grinding halt
Rorry, you cannot fool us... Don't treat us like we are little children. sounds distant as if covering the transmitterBeam him in...
I am alive... All systems are online, the LSF have fully rebuilt 'Red' to her former glory. I have... so many questions, so much to do.
The Liberty agents used my men, by faking my death at the hands of Corsairs sent to them by the Rheinland, to put pressure on the Rheinland Fleet from the inside. From what I've heard, the Renegades have become a strong gorilla team, striking both Rheinlanders and Corsairs with great success.... But whom leads their efforts? Has Alan abandoned the research I set before him in my absence? Will my men still follow me? What will I tell them?
One thing I know, I will never be used again. No one controls me, next time I will end my life then to have my life's actions decided by another...
My brother spoke of a 'Power Cell.' One that would take his work to new unheard of heights, but only IF he was able to obtain one. This thing is heavily protected. Scans have been seen of them powering Wilde ships deep in the Omicrons.... It is there I shall seek out such a cell. Before I make full contact with my men again.
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