Snippet #2772974

OOC: Well, I'm going to be away, I'm going on vacation this Saturday. returning to America next Sunday. If there is another coup in Grenada "Knocks on wood" Then I may be back sooner, or later

The first FAFNIR Orbital Mech scanned Ryand's VF-1, the Voltaire's arms having explosive charges inside of them. The mech pilot, a human man, sighed, saying "We have enough firepower to blow you all to bits, and you have an old VF-1. are you trying to die?" Ryand simply laughed, explaining "No, these are the Pin Pint Barrier punch controllers, I did not have time to rip them out, so I left the detonators, and removed the punch ability. Its harmless, at most blowing my arms off, and that's if this thing is a rip-off VF." Accepting the explanation, The commander let Ryand into the flagship's tractor field, the small VF Transforming into its landing mode as it was pulled into the hangar. He was wearing the exact same outfit, as the first time he had landed on Terra, his old Private uniform still fitting after all these years. His dark skin gleamed against the harsh blue light of the fighter, his bald head hidden under the standard helmet of the VF pilot. He had on a dark set of all purpose pants, seals at where his ankles were turning them into an impromptu flight suit. The only indication of his rank was a set of tags on his chest, which said "Fleet Admiral Ryand Smith, Trantor Expedition Group, 001. "So...it goes full circle.." he thought, as a mobile docking elevator locked to where the cockpit was, giving him a path to enter the ship. Climbing down onto the flight deck, he expected to be arrested on the spot, and thrown into a massive dungeon somewhere.

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OOC: EDIT, adding another character not of mine, but as a favor.

At the Hiryu Custom's base at Southern Sea, Lefina looked over the new logs. "One Strike Freedom"Class mech. Comes with METEOR system, and various upgrades. Pilot, Only known as Baptista. One of the best pilots for hire, expensive, but with the known Chaos of the Terra system, is well advised. Managed Note: Do not treat with disrespect. Mostly unknown, but combat exploits amazing.."
"XO, why do I have to be the one who gets all of the crazy pilots.. this one probably wants to become one with her mech like Meister Ratbat!" The older man simply laughed, saying, "Well, its the joys of youth, after all. Just enjoy them, it won't last forever, after all." He looked down at Baptista's picture, the stock photo seeming a bit odd. "He will help us.." The ship's alarms rang out, the massive hyperspace warp breaking through. "Class... This is higher than the Aerogataters! This is a Balmer Class invasion!" The laser and what was left of the civilian satellite grid went active, the massive amount of ships taking over all screens. "Captain!" an officer shouted, "What do we do?" Lefina simply said , "Sat here, and broadcast or message of civilian defense. If they fire on us, retreat to the Cradle location! Send those orders to all in the ship!" The crew moved into their combat positions the RED Alert signs active all over the Hiryu Custom.