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Aschen Marine

Generic Aschen Marine

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by barney_fife

Groups

The Aschen Empire, a massive collection of semi-sovereign provinces that reigns over a great portion of the Milky Way Galaxy, paranoid, arrogant, and cruel, a once prosperous nation spirals into poverty, and self-destruction.

Inventory

Kanvium vest issued to soldiers of the Aschen Empire, has excellent kinetic, and thermal absorption.
Standard issue assault carbine for troops in the Aschen Empire, with an effective range of 900 meters, a cyclic firing rate of 700 rounds per minute, and chambered in an 8.8mm caseless ferric-tungsten Mk 1 projectile.

Description



Governing Branch: The Aschen Confederation Marine Corps
Training Regimen: 6 Months basic training, 8 Months Augmentative training, 10 Months Advanced Tactics Training, 3 Months Power Armor Training
Race: Aschen

Background:
The Aschen Imperial Marine Corps, or formerly known as the Aschen Confederation Marine Corps is the Backbone of the Aschen Empire's military might. The Marines have seen deployments all across the Galaxy across several theaters and through multiple conflicts both large and small scale. The Aschen Marines are adaptable, well trained, and capable of handling almost any situation.

Known Augmentations
Aschen Medical Technology is well known across the Galaxy for providing superior medical care, genetic enhancements, and nanomachine augmentation. This reflects in the Marine through their regimen of both Chemical, Nanotechnological, and some times, Genetic Enhancements.

  • Type 48A Medical Nanite Compound; These small nano-machines are administered to every Aschen citizen as part of their mandatory immunizations. These nanites identify and repair bodily damage, cellular damage, and mitigate the effects of radical cells, cancers, pathogens, toxins, and physical damage. This is seen in increased muscle health and definition, faster healing, and a resistance to poisons. Aschen enjoy roughly three times the strength of your average human, thanks to these enhancements, in addition to twenty times faster healing in non-serious injuries. Nanites also allow rapid injury stabilization in otherwise life threatening injuries. These nanites also afford noticeably increased stamina and pain tolerance.
  • Tretonin; Tretonin has been touted as the Miracle drug of modern Aschen medicine. This compound, with the help of nanites provides immunity to almost all diseases. Increased resistance to Toxins to the point of near-immunity, and near immunity to almost all known biological agents. In addition, Tretonin has been shown to mitigate the damaging effects and subsequent infection from serious injuries such as burns, and chemical injuries. However, Tretonin can cause permanent damage to the immune system, in addition to chemical addiction due to a lifetime of dosage. This can sometimes strain supply lines as Tretonin is required to be distributed to soldiers in the field. Though a dose can last up to five years, the more time in between dosages, the weaker the immune response.




Equipment; (This is a General list, Many Marines are equipped with situation specific load-outs, this is the general Load-out)

Armor;
  • Kanvium impregnated composite ceramic plates housed inside a Kevlar combat vest. This provides Level IV protection from Projectiles, and Type III Protection against energy weapons.
  • Trinnium Combat Helmet with integrated subspace communication node and real-time holographic heads-up display, Some models come with a visor that is equipped for low-light vision, X-ray vision, and infrared vision. Some models come with an integrated visor for NBC Situations.
  • IMCDU (Imperial Marine Combat Dress Uniform) with solid colors (Blue, Black, Olive, Tan), and FEAR (Fractal Enhanced Ambient Resolution) Camouflage (Transitional Woodland, Desert and Rough Terrain, Arctic, Urban, Jungle, Taiga, and Starship)

Weapon Systems;
  • Type 53 Disruptor Rifle; Disruptor Rifle with a Single Shot (Semi-Automatic) Action. 50 Shot capacity Microfusion Cell, Holographic sights, charge counter, and an Overheating indicator.
  • Type 22 Disruptor Pistol; Standard issue Disruptor based Sidearm, 50 Shot capacity with a single Microfusion Cell, Holographic Sights, and an overheat indicator.
  • Type 02 Monomolecular Filament Ceramic blade.
  • Type 56 Shoulder Launched Anti-Armor System (Situation Specific); 38mm Shoulder-launched Cannon that fires superheated plutonium rods.

Other Equipment
  • Incendiary Grenades
  • Plasma Grenades
  • Fragmentation Grenades
  • Flash-Bang Grenades
  • Detachable Type 8 Personal Shield Generator capable of deflecting most small arms and energy weapons fire. Generally worn on the belt or vest.
  • Type 01 'Vindicator' MANPADS System
  • Spare microfusion cells.




Definitions:
Energy Weapon classifications;
  • Type I - Resistant to laser, maser and low power particle beam weapons.
  • Type II - Resistant to Laser, Maser, and moderate to high powered particle weapons, in addition to some resistance to plasma weapons.
  • Type III - Resistant to all types of Laser due to excellent thermal dissipation. Resistant to most small-arms plasma weapons. Resistant to moderate to high powered particle beam weapons.
  • Type IV - Shows excellent thermal dissipation and is highly resistant to all types of laser weapons, plasma weapons, blaster weapons, and high powered particle beam weapons.
  • Type V - Excellent thermal dissipation, though bulky, this armor is rated for superior resistance to all laser, plasma, blaster and beam weapons, and has been shown to be resistant against tachyon, phaser, and disruptor weapons.

So begins...

Aschen Marine's Story

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Character Portrait: Al'Kaera Character Portrait: Maree Lumaria Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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There was complete silence, whatever had snapped that twig and rustled in the dead grass and leaves may have still been there, but there was nothing. Silence. The figure watched from the shadows, not just bathed in darkness, but clad in a strange dazzling digital camouflage pattern that made it hard to look at, the pattern moving and almost vibrating causing strain on the eyes.

To make matters worse, the figure wore some kind of device that caused magical feedback, perhaps a pang on the back of the mind, or something that made it hard to garner magical focus on the individual.

The figure seemed to ignore the demands of the one with the bow. Silently he adjusted the strap on his chest plate. He was completely obscured from these two individuals, but completely visible to the rest of his squad, four Marines situated in complete silence several feet behind the Pointman.

He stared at Al'Kaera and he regarded the strange creature. "Never ceases to amuse me." Sergeant Kelby said under his breath, barely audible and at a whisper.

The two would hear a high pitched buzz, followed by a whine, and out of the darkness a figure stepped fourth. His clothing pattern hard on the eyes, and the weapon cradled in his hands unlike the bow that Al'Kaera held.

And the two suddenly moved to take off, resulting in a sigh from the lead man. There would be no fight today.

He held his hands out, the Disruptor rifle loosely slung across his Torso. While, five other seemingly walking from nothingness, all clad in similar outfits, with the fifth man badly wounded, bloodied bandages wrapped around his torso and leg.

He let out a pained scream as they set him down, the scream muffled as his comrade tried to quiet him.

"So much for good people." Kelby huffed, lighting a cigarette.

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Character Portrait: Al'Kaera Character Portrait: Maree Lumaria Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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One of the Aschen Corporals finally spoke up after tending to his wounded comrade.

"Those two could reveal our location to Taiyou scouts, we should neutralize them." Corporal Rising said, shouldering his Disruptor rifle. Sergeant Kelby nodded. "Couple of the Natives in this area I'm guessing, Taiyou'd sooner shoot them than take any intel from them. This looks like an ideal place to make camp for the night, then we need to move to the Icy Peaks and link up with Commander Adams and the Patronus, from there we can get off this rock."

The Corporal nodded. "Specialist Kinney isn't looking too good.. Think he's gonna make it?" He said, turning to the medic.

The Medic shook his head. "Nanites have him stable, but a bullet's lodged in his chest, it's putting pressure on the Aorta."

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Character Portrait: Al'Kaera Character Portrait: Maree Lumaria Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The Corporal fussed a moment. "Well, I'm going to find those two and neutralize them." He said, flipping down his visor and grabbing his Disruptor rifle, activating the thermal enhancements, which displayed just the slightest variations of temperature, and in the cool night, the foliage that brushed against the two Elves was slightly illuminated. Footprints also shimmered brightly in the soil.

He checked his weapon, then locked and loaded it, before he set off into the woods.

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Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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As the Corporal walked off, the Sergeant would hear some shuffling himself, then a crack, and then the sound of gunfire which split the silence of the woods like a firecracker, bullets splintered the stocks of trees as a trio of Taiyou scouts encroached on the position.

The Sergeant growled, and quickly took cover behind a large tree, as bullets continued to pepper their fortifications.

"Frak! They're in the forest!" A Specialist barked, returning fire, sending shimmering green bolts of light downrange.

The brief skirmish suddenly erupted into a full fledged firefight, as the Aschen and Taiyou forces exchanged weapons fire. The Sergeant fired his weapon downrange, pelting Taiyou positions from a distance, as bullets cracked and screamed past him, one of them going so far as to impact his shield. The man flinched, and fired another burst downrange.

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Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The Sergeant felt a sting, as a single Taiyou bullet pierced his shields, armor, and lodged itself deep into his chest. The man fell to the ground in pain, the droll of gunfire fell silent as the last Taiyou soldier fell, his charred body slumped against the tree. The Senior Corporal turned to the Sergeant.

"Shit... Medic! We have more wounded!" He called out, as Kelby held his wound, blood seeping between his fingers.

The setting changes from dark-woods to Grove

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Character Portrait: Al'Kaera Character Portrait: Maree Lumaria Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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Tracking the two, the Corporal emerged from the foliage, hands raised and outstretched.

"You gotta help us! My Team! We were ambushed by enemy troops! They got the Sarge and a few of the Specialists!" He called out, blood, mud and dirt caked his eyes, face, and his outfit. The man appeared no older than seventeen, with an over-sized combat uniform, and a weapon slung in his grasp.

The setting changes from grove to Dark Woods

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Character Portrait: Winne Rineswurth Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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Over above the trees a news chopper flew. As the firefight progressed, choppy footage of the battle below was filmed en route.

"This is Winne Rhineswurth here, live above the Dark Woods in the Southern Grazing Lands," The popular news reporter shouted over the chopper and gunfire below, "What appears to be an unprovoked firefight, by chance or circumstance, has erupted between Aschen and Taiyou forces."

It was impossible to tell what was going on from up here, but it didn't look good.

"What's going on? Stay tuned as TERRACAST investigates live, on the scene. This was Winne Rhineswurth, with TERRACAST."

The setting changes from dark-woods to Grove

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Character Portrait: Al'Kaera Character Portrait: Maree Lumaria Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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#, as written by Maree
"Utinu en lokirim," Maree uttered beneath her breath. "Ta naa neuma." But, Maree sighed and yielded. It did not matter who it was that was injured or needed help, she had always lent it. Such kindness was worked into her very being and there was no avoiding it. Maree was going to help them. She had, after all, been a cleric many years ago. The knowledge had not died with the disuse.

"Mela en' coiamin, put me down. This man needs help. I will help him," Maree said. "I can smell the blood on him and hear the fear in his voice."

"We will help him so that he may help his others. That is all. One man, no more." It was not that Maree did not wish to aid them all, but that her weakness was so prevalent, she had no other choice. The one healing was going to push her into exhaustion to the point where Maree would no longer be awake.

The setting changes from grove to The Drunken Griffon

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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There was a sudden distortion, a crackle, and then a flash of multicolored, rainbow light. This anomaly remained dead center in the bar for several moments, before it opened up, distorted itself, and seemed to create a sideways vortex of multicolored light, which, after several moments of instability, belched a large crate bearing the emblem of some obscure company. The crate was ten feet long and four feet wide, and it crashed through tables, and silverware alike.

The Vortex remained, before it hurled a single human male into the crate, before it collapsed on itself with a deafening clap, not unlike thunder.

The disheveled male quickly regained composure, surveying his surroundings and muttering in a strange language.

"Cá bhfuil mé?"

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The young male, appearing no more than twenty struggled to his feet, his weapon, a glossy black Disruptor Mk II rifle hung loosely over his shoulder. After straightening his helmet and goggles, he caught the arm raising to throw a blade.

The man, despite being disoriented rose his weapon, uttering a panicked sequence of words. "De réir na ndéithe!" He called out, stumbling back into a chair. Despite the new surroundings, the man's insignia was easily recognizable to denizens of Wing City, a silver circular phoenix motif on both shoulders.

When both relaxed, so did the individual, lowering his weapon and allowing it to once again come to rest slung across his Torso.

He dusted himself off and turned back to the crate, and then to Kvan and Arien.

"Wot da feck 'appened?" He said in a sharp accent, one that seemed to share a close cousin with other places in the universe.

"Dis In't Lantea." He said, looking around.

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The confused man slowly approached the group, watching as the one left to the door, and then he brought his eyes on Vokun and Kvan.

"T'anks fo' da hospitality." He said, looking back to the crate, then he withdrew a small remote like device, which flashed in a strange alien language.

"No Alignment, 'ave no idear where i'm at." He said, pulling up a Chair.

"Corporal Norman McAlister, Aschen Marine corps." He said, introducing himself. "While i'm 'ere might as well grab a pint."

"So, someone care to enlighten me as to where the frak I am?" He said, thumbing through the menu. "'Cause I'm right lost."

"So, who are you lot?":

The setting changes from the-drunken-griffon to Haverous Bog

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Character Portrait: Sanina Lessard Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Nare Titor

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Deep within the bog the sounds of rustling water echoed midst the cacophony of animal noises and general sounds of the bog.

four shadowy figures clad in ghillie suits, vines, leaves, and other debris slowly trudged through the bog towards the group, their appearance and demeanor obscured by the mud and foliage that covered them.

Something strange and unsettling came from these strange men.

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Nare Titor

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Nare could see the shadowy figures through the trees. He took to heart what She had told him, only to have trust for the Lessards. Keeping that in mind, he instantly did not trust these people. Thinking on his feet, he silently sank into the water and allowed himself to float, having his head stay submerged under the water since he no longer needed to breath. If the Marines came to look at the body, it would appear that he was dead.

The setting changes from the-beaten-path to The Drunken Griffon

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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Aschen Marine pulled out his remote and then he checked it, it still wasn't able to acquire any sort of alignment. "Drunken Griffon.." He said quietly, before he unclasped his helmet, setting it on the table and revealing short cropped red hair.

"So You're a pirate?" He said, tilting his head to Kvan. "Since the Empire collapsed, Piracy has been on the rise." He said, once a drink was placed in front of him. It seemed up close and without the combat gear, this lone Marine looked no more human than an average Terran.

He subsequently addressed Vokun. "There's not much to see, we're all 'uman." He said, turning to the crate.

"Bifrost went wrong, probably a solar flare." He added, turning back to the immortal.

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The Marine turned to Kvan, and he shrugged somewhat nonchalantly. "I am just in it to support my family, I don't question the motives, I just follow orders."

With a brief swig of his drink, which had finally been placed before him. "The Bifrost... I don't know how it works... but the eggheads at the University of Minos say.." He then took a napkin and he drew two dots on the napkin, one on each corner.

"They say it works like this... the distance between these two points may seem vast." He then folded the napkin, lining up the two dots. "Until you do this. The Bifrost was the codename for the Project, because of the multi-colored effect."

He turned to the crate, and he approached it, pulling the lock away, and opening it to reveal an array of weapons, microfusion cells, food and medical supplies.

"I wonder how I'm going to get back home."

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The Marine looked to Kvan as he tried to explain the Bifrost, and the Marine simply shook his head. "No." He said, shrugging. "We're folding space, It's like... Teleportation." The Marine explained, making sure the contents of the crate were intact. "So we're outside our own dimension.. in a nexus of dimensions?" Superior Aschen education was starting to show, even this basic jarhead had a basic grasp of the sciences.

"Hmm." He then looked to the Bifrost recall, and began to input slightly altered coordinates, causing it to lock onto the Bifrost hub by routing through a nearby black hole.

"Okay, seems to work..." He said, turning back to Kvan. "Our ships don't run on Wind, they run on something else."

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Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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Once the crate was secured, he smiled at Vokun and Kvan. "Perhaps we'll meet again ay?" He said, pressing the button causing the clouds to swirl menacingly around the Drunken Griffon.

"I need to take this shipment to it's destination." The Clouds dropped a powerful vortex that seemed to wash over the bar, and the Marine, and his crate vanished in a brilliant flash of multicolored light, leaving nothing in his wake, as quickly as the clouds came, they had cleared.

The setting changes from the-drunken-griffon to Sol

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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AHSC Fleet of Profound Solitude
Reverence II 'Far Sight Lost'
Reverence II 'Profound Solitude II'
Admiral Gina Inviere

498 Reverence I Carriers
1,000 Battlestars
1,000 Various support ships, Cruisers, frigates, etc.


The Far Sight Lost was the first Reverence II to jump in directly to the starboard of the Cybran Armada, the massive 30km long Reverence II Supercarrier had winked in with a glimmer of white light, which skimmed from bow to stern, causing the entire ship itself to flicker into existence.

As soon as the ship had gotten it's bearings, Inviere went wide eyed as the AI reported in.

"Attention, We have DRADIS Contact, two one one carom one three nine. Unidentified IFF, Analysis confirmed hostile, recommend condition one."

Inviere quietly listened to the AI's report, before she nodded. "Action stations."

The light turned from a violet to a deep red, and the AI chimed it's report. "Action Stations, Action Stations, Set condition one throughout the fleet... this is not a drill."

Inviere cleared her throat and she began to manipulate the tactical holographic system, before 2,498 other Aschen ships jumped in, winking in one by one in rapid succession, followed by the second Reverence II, the Profound Solitude II, it's gleaming hull glinting in the sunlight, as it positioned itself in a broad flanking maneuver around the Cybran fleet.

"Terrans you better get frosty, We're preparing for a hot dump of your ships for combat preparations." Nagala said on the radio, manipulating her holographic interface as the Profound Solitude made a wide loop around the Cybran fleet, and she broadcast her message.

"Attention unknown vessel, this is the Reverence II Profound Solitude II, identify yourselves or we will fire upon you."

Bringing the massive Aschen supercarrier around, shields began to flicker, and massive, gaping hangar bays opened up to expose Terran trireme vessels mounted on long catapulting rails.

Nagala got back on the channel with Captain MacDuff.

"Initializing magnetic acceleration launchers, hold onto the life bar and keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times." Nagala said, looping the Reverence II around.

"AI Bring Turbodisruptors to bear for full broadside, Salvo fire."

The AI complied, and the second Aschen supership began to power weapons, while the first also began to open it's gaping hangar bay, exposing Terran ships mounted on catapulting rails.

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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1210 Hours,
Command Deck
HDS Hamburg,
Ultra Dreadnought class Battleship
Battlefleet Titan (50,000 ships strong)
Just outside Solar System 1921-01-2


Having been through the little known area of the Solar System surrounding the target planet, the Battlefleet Titan sat waiting. The Supreme Vice Admiral of the entire Cybran Navy sat aboard his own ship, the HDS Hamburg. The messages being received from the smaller Cybran Fleet, Olymp. The messages were somewhat alarming that there were more Nations than expected. The Supreme Vice Admiral turned to the lower Admirals that operated his command deck with a yawn, "Holen Sie sich mehr Kräfte in dieser Galaxie, habe ich ein Gefühl, Krieg ist über ausbrechen. Wir müssen zu bewegen in und unterstützen unsere Flotte in der Solaranlage. Ich möchte eine Nachricht zurück zu Oberkommando verlangt, dass wir die anderen BattleFleets hier haben auf einmal."

He turned in his command throne, his eyes glancing around the place as the crew got set to work. He knew that there would be people trying stuff back home, but the agent Steven Lindemann was more important with the information he had. He put his cap onto the floor, looking at the lines of information displaying on his screen, "Nehmen Sie Kurs auf der anderen Flotte, möchte ich die wahre Macht unserer Kräfte hier zu zeigen."

And so it began, the vast movement of the Battlefleet Titan slowly started to power up its thrusters, pushing towards the movement of the other forces, hopefully not too late.

1211 Hours,
Command Deck
HDS Feuer-Spitze,
Kammerjäger class Battleship
Battlefleet Olymp (5000 ships strong)
Solar System 1921-01-2


Scythe swallowed, taking control of the Comms with a sigh, "This is Vice Admiral Scythe of the Cybran Battlefleet Olymp. Captain Santez, that is where you are incorrect, your people have taken our Civilian, who had safety became a member of your little planet. You should be aware that I have just had word from a number of other Battlefleets in the sector, that they will come in a use force in order to stop your torture of Cybran Civilians. I have orders to bring down the full might of the Cybran Nation down onto anyone that stands in the way of the units trying to retrieve our Civilian. If this Civilian has done anything like hakcked into your database, he will be executed for his crimes onboard this ship."

He turned, cutting the comms for a moment before turning his attention to the new AHSC Fleet, "Reverence II Profound Solitude II, this is the Cybran Battlefleet Olymp, of the Cybran Nation. We are here to stop the torture of our civilian stuck on the planet of which the people of the Terran Fleet will not release. This mission will go hostile if you move in closer to us. We will fire. I repeat, we will open fire. Over."

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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#, as written by Zarhara
SEC Battle Group Fury
Command Ship: Triumph
Fleet Command Deck
Combat Ships: 1,200


Grand Moff Tarin stood on the command deck of his super carrier, clutching the railing tightly deep in thought. The comm traffic played through the bridge and left an ere silence for the crew as they waited for orders. With an exhale of breath Tarin finally spoke. "Send a coded message to the Terran fleet pledging our full support for their defense and get me High Naval Command on screen." He ordered. Officers began to scurry as the comm crews sent the message to the Terran fleet. "SEC Nav Command on Screen Sir." A female officer stated.

"Command this is Grand Moff Tarin, Calling for activation of Emergency Protocol One, The situation above and on Terra seems to have taken a turn of the worst. I am requesting the 6th fleet be rerouted from the docks and activated for combat effective immediately. They are to group up with The 7th Marines and 6th Armored before leaving SEC space and are to drop in behind this mess and wait for further orders. Security Code Delta Bravo Seven Echo." He said and there was a nod from the officer on screen.

The admiral looked over the scene as of now the fleet was at weapons down. "All Shields up Form up in a supporting position port-side to the Terran's. We are not to fire unless fired upon, all crew members are to report to battle stations. Alert Tiger Squadron, and Ready two drone Bomber squadrons. We are moving to condition red have damage control crews report for combat as well. We are going to have to hold if until the 6th fleet arrives." He said before moving swiftly across the fleet command deck to his chair and strapped himself in. He opened a comm to Captain Williams the Triumphs Flag Captain. "Captain the helm is yours Keep us safe." He said in fleets of this scale they fleet command and bridge were placed in strategically different locations giving operational capacity to two sectors and also keeping single ship command and fleet wide command separate.

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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#, as written by Saarai
Rythorn let out a deep sigh, "Open channels to the Aschen." He ordered, "Channels open." A bridge officer responded after just a few seconds.

"Aschen vessels, stand down, we're already handling this situation, the last thing we need is this becoming a flashpoint or ship graveyard because you can't keep it in your pants." Captain Rythorn said to his momentary Aschen allies, or foes.

"This is not a request, it's an order from the standing navy of a sovereign nation. Failure to comply will result in us and our allies opening fire on you for you are breaking our laws and those of our de facto interim government." Rythorn told the Aschen.

"As for you, navy of the Cybran Nation, I advice you not to make such threats towards us. If you attack us without proof of any wrongdoing that will be an act of war, if your people are being detained it's best you give me time to make contact with the ground and see what's going on." Rythorn told Scythe, "Distance yourself, or we will fire and we will take you to war."

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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The two Aschen flagships held their position, in different portions of the Solar System, red icons displaying the entirety of the Cybran fleet as they moved through the star system.

"Admiral, the Enemies have us outnumbered ten to one." A Lieutenant reported, and Inviere nodded.

"Then it is an even fight."

Inviere then turned to respond to the Terrans. "We have no intention of escalating this situation, but we will respond in kind if they engage, Commander. Our survival and the integrity of this fleet is paramount over whatever political situation you have ongoing." She responded, while listening to the exchange between the Terrans and the Cybrans.

Inviere thumbed her chin as she pulled up some text. "Sounds like the Imperialists, only difference is, we actually controlled this space, the Cybrans do not. Better get me up to speed on international law." She said, opening a channel to the Cybran fleet.

"Cybran Fleet this is Far Sight Lost Actual, remind me what gives you the right to threaten Terra over one Civilian, especially given the fact you have absolutely no jurisdiction over this space."

Inviere's XO finally spoke up. "At least we had Concordat's and Treaties to back our demands up."

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Adriaan Kavaki Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Austin Marshal Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Grand-Moff Tarin Character Portrait: Admiral Gorshkov Character Portrait: Aschen Marine

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#, as written by Nemo
"Might not want to do open fire on the Aschen, Rythorn," a familiar voice would chime in from the Aschen vessel, "seeing as how a good two-thirds of the Terran Navy is currently riding piggy-back on their ships."

From aboard the Reverence's bridge, Ashton MacDuff surveyed the imposing Cybran fleets with obvious scrutiny. "Sorry to arrive on such short notice," he continued his comm patch, "but we were just getting some help back to Terra. Inviere happened to be in the neighborhood and gave us a lift. We're all friends here. There's no reason to attack the Aschen." Clearing his throat, he patched into the Cybran fleet. "As for YOU. Let me assure you that the Terran National Government will NOT tolerate the presence of an alien nation who sanctions terrorism and threatens our national security with war. You have five minutes to clear your pompous, Nazi asses out of our space grid, or I will personally-"

"Captain MacDuff!" the voice of Captain Aaron Vrail quickly assumed the comm patch, "you have said quite enough!"

"Why I've yet to speak even a quarter of my mind, Vrail! If you even try to-"

MacDuff was abruptly cut off. The sound of a scuffle ensued.

"Guten Tag, geehrt Krieger," the voice of Vrail patched through at last, slightly breathless, "I believe what our honored captain MEANT to say, is that if there has been any confusion regarding this hostage situation that we can discuss it peacefully and diplomatically. We can begin by putting away all of our guns. And meeting face-to-face like sensible people."

The setting changes from sol to Veshrac Jungle

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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In the distance, unknown to the Mira that had assembled, several human pairs of eyes watched from the safety of distance and behind some thick foliage. One of them raised a strange patterned hand up in the air, then the individual gestured, and several men moved silently through the thick jungle. Each one of them clad in standard issue OR-W Woodland/Jungle Camouflage. They also wore standard issue helmets, and special Holographic visors which covered their eyes in a full heads-up display with augmented targeting linked to the sights of their weapons.

The men slowly moved towards the group, the Sergeant throwing up his arm and ordering each of the nine men to slowly crouch, then he gestured to the sniper armed with a Longbore Disruptor rifle, the elongated scoped weapon great for long range engagements that didn't quite require the precision of a beam rifle. Slowly he crept, concealed by a ghillie suit made from the materials of the jungle.

The lone sniper lay prone atop a log, with a clear and relatively unobstructed line of sight towards the group, he lined them up. Settling the scope on Makya's feline form. The crosshairs lined up, and beads of sweat formed on the man's brow.

His heart began to race, and his trigger finger moved across the trigger of his weapon, but the sergeant's voice cracked on his earpiece.

"Tenere ignis." He whispered, and the lone sniper nodded, while the Sergeant continued forward, signalling his other men.

"Patrocinare meam adventu verbis Ego rem contactum." He said in a hushed tone, and the men moved through the thick foliage towards the group, in near silence. The Sergeant checked his rifle, the holographic indicator displayed the number '50' in Anquietas numerics, denoting a fully charged microfusion cell.

As he approached, his men fanned out, moving silently around the group as the Sergeant approached, his camouflage pattern making him difficult to see, this male was fully armed and equipped, a similarly camouflaged disruptor rifle slung across his torso, his face also patterned in various earthly tones.

"Hate to interrupt your little.. ahem... group therapy session, but I just couldn't help but ask just what is going on here." He noted the dark skinned Jada, whom to the Aschen male, looked little more than a savage native.

"And no sudden moves, you're surrounded." The male added.

Naturally, the men were on edge, with several clashes between Aschen forces, Tech Con mercenaries, and the indigenous human tribes it seemed the Aschen Military had discreetly mobilized to clean house.

There were only a handful of them, but for anyone who knew the tactics of this very particular military, knew the man's words held a bit of weight, perhaps there were more, hidden among the jungles or even the skies.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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#, as written by Gasmask
Kahl stood his ground, lowering his spear onto the ground and motioning for Makya to do the same. Kahl stared daggers at the man talking to them, he would wear that disguise all he liked, they could disrupt the jungle in order to search for his kind, but they never would.

The Mira was sick of running, but he would never sacrifice a young one for the bloodlust he felt. Kahl bore his teeth. "Hurry back to your Shief. You need more men." The Mira spat, spitting a glob of spit near his feet. It might have been a fatal mistake to show these armed men disrespect, but they did not deserve any respect he could give them.

Kahl would normally have attacked these men on sight, but he didn't. Kahl hoped Makya would learn, if he hadn't already, that there is patience in all creatures. Even those as volatile as Kahl.