A disaster averted Wk 5

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A disaster averted Wk 5

Post  UnityPrime on Tue Nov 15, 2011 5:39 am

The Ambassador Engine pulsed as boiling blood flowed through its impossible glistening form. The mass of tissue seemed to strain against the barbed iron framework it was grown around as it writhed; and blood hissed as it was freed from those struggles and fell to the sterile floor. Five wispy clone scientists raised their hands, and countless metal limbs extended from the ceiling to make a transport chamber for the horror. Soon it would be aboard a Dreadnaught. Soon after, it would be at the Unity's black fortress in Krypos, ready to strike against the Quall.

But first..."Diplomacy"

One of the five scientists turned to a long-distance communicator capable of converting Unity code communication signals to the binary disconnected networks. It was getting harder and harder to send messages these days...but such was the price of progress.

"Officials of the EEF; we have need to transport a valuable weapon to the Plane of Fire, but must use a weak-point in the planar sub-structure for this movement. The cargo is incredibly valuable, and leyas disruption caused by a bridge formed in a non-nexus local of the cargo could lead to destruction of the weapon's functionality."

The scientist quietly cursed. He had forgotten to add encryption! BLAST those dam disconnected transmission terminals. He switched it on and continued.

"Under our cease fire accords, we ask to transport this cargo across EEF space. If this weapon makes it to our broadcasting station in Krypos, we can keep the peace with the Quall by threatening the integrity of their Hivemind."

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Pirate listening stations had been trying for weeks to learn ANYTHING about the goings-on of the Prime Lab. There had to be valuables being made there, but communications from the moon were impossible to decipher.

The pirate in front of a listening terminal sprayed thick beer when he received an incoming unencrypted transmission.
"Officials of the EEF; we have need to transport a valuable weapon to the Plane of Fire, but must use a weak-point in the planar sub-structure for this movement. The cargo is incredibly valuable, and leyas disruption caused by a bridge formed in a non-nexus local of the cargo could lead to destructiN183762.
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He turned, wiping his beer off. "BOSS! We have a transmission from the Prime lab! Send it to the pirate lords and we will be RICH!"

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Meanwhile, in a room with classy but functional furnishings...

Hari sighed as she sat at her desk on Maxa Provo 9. As CEO of Maehl Holdings, she still did essentially what she used to do, manage the day to day operations of the intergalactic corporation. Su did all the leadership things, she did the nitty gritty details, it was her specialty. She served as Maehl's vice-captain for years, and she was always good at covering his gaps. Those days are long gone, Hari She rubbed her head as she looked over the memos sprawled over her desk, most of which pertained to public speaking, client relations, and a quarterly banquet; CEO is a lot more public than her last job. In a way, hers and Su's positions have changed. He does things behind the scenes, and she's the new face of the company.

However, one thing she still does out of habit. She spends one hour a day listening to "rogue" transmissions. Few people know it, but Maehl Holdings spends a significant amount of resources monitoring transmissions, for the purpose of ensuring that these rogue elements don't attempt to interfere with day to day operations. While they have little to fear from proper pirates, crimelords are unscrupulous vermin that warrant attention. On most days, Hari doesn't hear anything of interest. Today, however, the motherload of transmissions came through the proverbial wire:

"Officials of the EEF; we have need to transport a valuable weapon to the Plane of Fire, but must use a weak-point in the planar sub-structure for this movement. The cargo is incredibly valuable, and leyas disruption caused by a bridge formed in a non-nexus local of the cargo could lead to destructiN183762.
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Hari almost fell out of her seat. "Fuck me sideways, I did not just hear that!!!!!" She ran over to her private communicator, highly encrypted, having only one destination: Su Maehl. The response was clear: Protect the cargo, do not let anyone get their hands on it. "And I thought today was going to be an easy day," she smiled to nobody in particular, and sent the orders through.

"Dear EEF leaders,
There is a small Unity force that has recently requested permission to travel through your territory. We have reason to believe that rogue elements throughout the universe may attempt to attack this flotilla. As such, we request permission to assist in the defense of this force and traverse your territory. We will not take action against any EEF forces, and should you choose to attack this Unity Force, we will not prevent you from doing so, as it is not within our right to do so.

Upon entry into your territory, we will hail your forces as per protocol. Unless we receive a cease and desist order, we will presume to have the permission to do defend this force as per the permission granted to them.

We appreciate your patience and cooperation.

Yours sincerely,
Captain Ballack
13th Armada of the Free Systems
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Thirteen clones followed the Ambassador Engine to the depths of Dreadnaught 01341. They would miss their kin on this voyage to the depths of Krypos. However, they were needed. The Unity's great citadel in the plane of fire needed to be re-tooled; and they were judged to be the most worthy. Final goodbyes were transmitted, and the Dreadnaught was ejected from its docking port at near-c velocity. It streaked from the moon, becoming little more than in a spec in an instant.

Mao 12 was absolutely delighted to be on this mission. The thin pale clone was selected as lead for the mission, largely for his skills in esoterica resonance engineering. He had always wondered at what the bridge of a Dreadnaught looked like, and it was magnificent! The Triarius beside him gave silent orders to the crew of the vessel, managing the thousands of split-second calculations that would keep the ship from co-localizing with matter in EEF space.

The Dreadnaught's massive reality drill powered up...and then Mao 12 noticed three things. First and foremost, the bridge was slightly asymmetrical. Secondly, there was a large fleet incoming. Third, there was a hail!

Mao 12 answered quickly; Su Maehl was a member of the Iron Republic, which was currently a military ally. Codes checked, and now the Dreadnaught had a...sizable escort.

It was a lucky thing too. During transport, there were a number of small skirmishes, which Maehl's fleet drove off with their superior numbers. Thankfully, it seemed that no larger fleets mustered in time.

The EEF border crossing also occurred without incident. Mao 12 said a thankful goodbye to the Free System's fleet, and then communed with his brothers. Together with the ship's technology, they opened a gate to Krypos leading to the former Reclamation Citadel. Su Maehl's fleet got a view of the massive thing as the Dreadnaught moved into one of its docking bays. The Citadel had...grown...since it was last seen. The massive black orb of a fortress floated above a basin of gleaming silver, and was surrounded by eight slim silver towers.

Mao 12 supervised the instillation of the Ambassador Engine into the Citadel. Calibration would take time...but when done this citadel would serve well to keep the Quall at bay.
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Re: A disaster averted Wk 5

Post  UnityPrime on Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:11 pm

(Note; this is the end of the event. The sheer size of Su's fleet, and their colors, kept away any of the NPC's I thought might attack. Thanks for the help, Su, and thanks for not going after my monstrosity, every one else Very Happy)
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