Merry Christmas everybody!
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Locations:-Central Stairwell
-Exam Arena
-Military hall
-Training Rooms
-Firing Range
-Industrial Wing
--Laboratory
--Mechanics Workshop
--Ironworks
-Market Wing
-Library
-Unknown Engine Room
--Bottomless Pit
-Hallway
-Rally Point
Ross Navy Ensign (4/120) (Concussion!)
Ross Navy Ad-Hoc Gunner (0/120)
Ross Navy Ensign (34/120)
Ross Navy Elite (128/240)
Ross Navy Elite (158/240)
Ross Navy Gunner (0/100)
the technician continued.
[5]
Caplus responded.
"Purple. Caplus Purple is the name." "Alright then Mr. Purple, we should be going now."With that, the technician signaled the two officers to stay put. Saying no more, he walked over to the left wing of the central hub, removing his security card as he walked. Caplus, eyeing the card, came up with a plan. He checked back to make sure the other two weren't in trouble. He saw
Jaffar asking for directions from the guards. Perfect. They suspected nothing.
Caplus followed the technician through the left wing hallway and into the lab's main room.
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Following Caplus' departure,
Jaffar began to plead with the officer to acquire the location of a room where the ship's main computer is.
[3]
"Eh, sir..." he began, catching the guard's attention. He attempted to sound as meek and subordinate as possible.
"I detected a slight glitch in the computer's engine fail-safes. Looking through the statuses, I noticed that the failsafes that are supposed to cut off fuel supply to the ship's downed engines are not active. I'll need to head to the computer room. I think it would be best if I looked at the computer's controls to ""The main computer, you say? I think I have clearance to enter that room. Let me walk you over there. Just don't let the others know--security protocols are starting to get pretty strict, like 'no letting people in restricted areas for more than five minutes at a time without an officer's consent' and so on. If my officer finds out he is going to be all over me the whole time to make sure I don't slip up."
[3]
"Alright then. Can my friend come as well? He's still thinking straight... I'm a bit disoriented from the blast, you know?""Yeah that's no problem."
Meek and subordinate... better work on that...---
The lab's main room consisted of a rectangular space with an entrance on one side, two large doors leading to the experiment halls (hall A was biotechnology, hall B was machinery), and four large tables in the center. Numerous large wired sockets hung from the walls.
The technician led Caplus over to one of the center tables. On the table, illuminated bright as day by the overhead fluorescent lights, lay a large blaster and a series of unidentifiable mechanical parts... wait, they were parts of some kind of armor suit. Cool.
The technician began to explain what was going on, as the entrance door slid shut and sealed itself.
"Alright, the cameras in this room are now disabled. Everything I am about to tell you is top-secret. You've been obligated as a test subject for a new set of armor we've been working on. The government has until recently been reluctant to test the armor due to predicted fatalities... but now they've given us the clearance to run some tests."
"The cameras, you say, are off. Right?""Right."
"In that case..."[4] Caplus immediately swung his fist at the scientist, hitting him in the face and knocking him out.
"Stupid progressives."...
"Now about this armor..."--------
Zakroff decided that instead of bothering with getting through the maintenance shafts, he would get to work and get a nice gift for these soldiers.
[1] He went to one of the fighters in the hangar. He decided that the easiest source of flammable materials would be the fighter's fuel tanks. He first looked around for the entrance to the cockpit... but that required a key. He then looked for a maintenance panel, but that... also required a key.
"Why must this place be so orderly! Can't these people leave me some stray fuel tanks or something... something I can use..."--------
Kayle and
Milia readied their weapons for another strike if necessary. Herros did the same... but with a twist. Using his mind, he willed one of the elite's suits to point the gun at the soldier's allies. [1] Apparently, the motors were stronger than Herros' will. For now, at least. They moved slightly.
Amatin wrapped everything up in one quick dialogue.
*snip*
"Do you have any idea about who is in charge of this attack?"Silence. Then, one of the elites spoke up, removing his helmet.
"Well, I must say I am astounded at what you've accomplished. We couldn't pick your squad up on any form of detection. The security office did notify us about some of the cameras malfunctioning in the area, but they assured us that the recent explosion was at fault."His thick, intelligent accent irritated Kayle's nerves. He continued.
"Speaking of which... I'm absolutely sure that the Centauri fleet caused it. I'd congratulate them as well if I could.
Anyway, as a joint squad commander with von Frederich... the man whom you are erm... sitting upon at the moment... I am given clearance to know about basic battle plans. In this case, yes, I will tell you what is going on, but only because I frankly disagree with this new government's actions. You see, this so called 'victory fleet' was assembled at the order of..."He blanked out. Expecting the elite to continue, Amatin waited. After about thirty seconds of silence, Amatin stood up and kneeled over the downed elite.
"Excuse me?""Oh yes?"
"Who gave the order to attack Centauri Prime? And how did you even get past the jump gate network. Every single gate is patrolled by at least one battleship. We would have known if you took the normal route.""I'm afraid I... I... forgot..."
Amatin's eyes widened.
"What do you mean you forgot? How could you forget something so important mid-sentence?""I didn't forget... it was... Ugh... I'm sorry, but I can't help you... it's just... Ugh! I'm just as confused as you are! I really just can't tell you, I don't know why!"
"Alright then..."[1] Amatin had absolutely no idea why this was happening. His senses felt nothing. Everything seemed just fine. A mental breakdown, perhaps? But the man seemed gratified that he would be able to help stop the attack.
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Grand Supreme Admiral of the Centauri-Prime Resistance Agnew Burton stood valiantly at the bridge. He had certain... powers assigned to him as leader of this rebellion. He was ordered to take absolutely every responsibility he needed in order to win the battle.
The odds were becoming dimmer. Reinforcements were supposed to arrive... the
Morningstar was repairing its warp drive in order to escape the asteroid field it was trapped it. The Fleet Admiral had stated it would be only an hour until repairs were finished. But it had been much longer.
Other ships, including the dreadnoughts
Blight and the
Autumn Storm, and the shield ship
Perseverence were all expected to have arrived by now. But Hours had gone by, the Ross wearing away at the Centauri shield line. Utilizing positron shields to prevent rail-gun damage, the Centauri fleet lasted a while. But the barrage of rain gun fire never ended, and even antimatter shielding could not nullify the sheer volume of metal that the Ross ships were raining down upon the fleet.
Burton's ship had previously been equipped with a certain device, acquired from students at the university. It was a year-end project finished by a group of students. The only weapon of its type in existence, Burton decided to have it equipped in order to test it. If it worked, the military might adopt it.
At this point, Burton called his assistant. He told his assistant to brace for impact. His plan was as follows: to charge the enemy temporarily, baiting them into warming up their close range weapons, or even firing them. With their reactors operating at a higher power level, Burton reasoned that his own... secret weapon... would be fully effective. With inferior ships, no large capital ships, and a total lack of reinforcement against a larger fleet, there was little else to do than to try something new.
"All ships" he proclaimed.
"Brace for a temporary charge. Our goal is not to close the gap, but to make them think we are. That way, they will warm up their weapons, wasting power. It's our only hope... trust me."
The hastily assembled line of frigates and destroyers acknowledged his order, and began to speed toward the Ross battleships. The
Aurora began supplying power to its particle battery...
"Power it up. You know what I'm referring to, Officer." ordered Burton.
"Roger that sir!"
Shield tech in this universe is a lot more... mechanical, so to speak, than in other universes.
Instead of using energy to deflect shots, draining an arbitrary 'capacity,' most shields use quantum superposition to project a piece of dense matter in a hollow sphere around the ship. This allows shielding to, essentially, be armor that is just as strong in any given place on the shield as any other place.
This means that shields are vulnerable to thermal weaponry, and especially weaponry that can cause major damage to the metal used itself. Not all shields use metal, some use certain ferrous fluids, others use forms of plastic designed to resist impacts. As it stands, shields are very useful because they can be easily repaired when offline and because they allow for a powerful shell that cannot be weakened in one point by sustained fire. However, they serve as a massive damage sponge, and sooner or later they lose their ability to resist damage if they soak too much fire.
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