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EMSS

Elite Mobile Strike Squadron

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

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The car slowly came to a stop at the curb, the tall man stepping forward and opening the door for the General as he climbed in. The co-ordinates they had been given by the aide of the Intelligence Director were quickly given to their driver, who swerved away from the curb and began to drive through the streets of Wing City. Darren had sent the General down here prior to this engagement for another reason, the situation here meant that being sent down here was a double bonus. Drulovic didn't need to wait for the shuttle to take someone all the way down from space. Transportation devices of the kind that the Aschen had were extremely useful.

It was only a few minutes later before the car came to a halt at a fence with a booth. No doubt security measure's would be tight, he only had to wonder whether they were expected or not. Climbing out, his cold eyes noting every detail as he steps up to the booth with the guard in it. "General Cor-Rimmeth, the Democratic Coalition. Director Drulovic requested our aid." His gravelly voice informs the guard, as he stood, waiting to be let in.

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The General took the note, nodding to the guard as he walked inside. The directions were indeed prescise, as would be expected, and no doubt there would be everything that would be necessary inside the building. The Taiyou were an interesting ones, their loyalty was certainly admirable, and commendable. The doors opened as he had been told, The General finding his way to the Observation Room, to watch without being seen for now.

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Cor-Rimmeth smiled. He could hear and see what was happening, even if they couldn't hear and see him. As long as you were actually speaking, it was possible to extract information. And everyone. Everyone had a weakness. It was a matter of finding that weakness. You just had to have some insight into their past to find it. And that wasn't too hard to obtain.

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His lips tightened in a rare display of quiet anger. A superiority complex, eh? Well, that had it's own form of 'combat'. He gazed contemptuously down on the captive from behind the glass that hid him. The nobles had the same problem, with a different twist. But essentially it was the same. Respect was earned, but respect did not change one from a barbarian to a human.

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The General's cold eyes were nearly as disdainful as the Taiyou woman, the gall to look down upon a Terran Government official with such arrogance, as if merely being Taiyou was enough to put her on a higher plane than any non-Taiyou. His earlier respect for the country went down as he prepared himself to exit the chamber and enter the other room. But first he wanted to see Drulovic's reaction. Then he would see.

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The General nodded to himself, moving around and opening the door that led into the room. Now was the time to make his entrance, especially as it was just in time to 'hear' the Taiyou's reply. The fierce wolverine like grin that spread across his face was most definitely the smile of a predetor that had sensed prey. "I am sure we could remember that. We may be barbarians, but we do have memories." He commented, the tone mocking as he leaned languidly against the wall just after entering.

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The General nodded to Drulovic, "Yes, I'd love some tea." He kept up a front of politeness as he turned to the captive. "It's nice to know that the Taiyou see us in such a favourable light, because those who push us generally find out our manners and peace-ful outlook hides some deadly weapons. We prefer not to kill the leaders of other nations just to stop a war." He ignored the beeping on his phone, whatever the trouble was Darren Morgath and the GodFlower could deal with it. The GodFlower was one of the most powerful weapons around, nothing short of an invasion fleet could challenge it.

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The General takes his seat, looking straight at the Taiyou woman. "If we would all like to talk about these subjects, therefore if you would like to talk about them, then why are you refusing to say anything?" The slight creased grin on the Generals face showed that he had picked up some things from Remerov and Darren. And besides that, he wasn't torturing yet, there was questionability about actually needing torture. So he would be the casual observer. And nothing was going to slip past those sharp eyes.

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Darren sighed, rolling his eyes upwards before walking towards the communications platform. Possitioning in such a wide array would've been fine, if it wasn't for the fact that they completely seemed to ignore the DC's forces. "Get Phantom Pain to target the cannon, position our forces close to the GodFlower, I want the Anti-Matter cannon charge. EMSS to launch, Melissa is to surround the command ships. All Wraiths to the Eastern side." He issued, slowly taking a breath before stepping up onto the platform. "Broadcast on all frequencies." The lights activated, the signal began sending. "The Taiyou have no right to be assaulting Terra, or threatening it. Step down or I will be forced to engage you. And that would result in unfortunant casualties on both sides. Try Diplomacy."

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Darren paused, as if in concideration, then put his hand to his chin. "This is not your area of space, empress." He had met her when she was on holiday on Terra, the enigmatic gunman remembered when he defied her orders to her face. When the Taiyou still were a part of the Tripartite over Terra. He gestured with his hands. "We will hear your request. You say you want to recover something that was your own? Tell me what this is and I will consider."

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The General nodded to the guard, accepting the tea. His eyes returned to Suki Toyama. But he didn't say anything, it was obvious why he was here, but he was not needed yet. He was an implied threat, but not an actuallity yet.

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Darren smiles, his hands gesture in an open arc, as if clearing a table. "If you can not honour anothers ownership, then you have no honour, no matter how you might protest. For honour implies honour of every kind, you can't be picky or choosy." His face turns stony hard. His eyes reflecting detirmination. "Might does not make right. And I will let the Terran Intelligence Director talk to you about your demanded release." He replies, his hand acknowledging the transmition from Terra.

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The General continued to sit back watching. And slowly sipping his tea. "Our business does appear to be with you at the moment, therefore I fail to see the disparity between whether it's our business or not?" He asks, taking the role of the casual commenter who needles.

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"The Democratic Coalition has done nothing without honour. And your arguement makes no ground. I have seen no evidence, nor heard rumours, of any direct assault on Taiyou, verbally or physically. Not by the Terran Sovreignty. " He raises an eyebrow. "And when something has only just risen from the ashes of the Tripartite and the combined Terrorist assaults on it, I fail to see how it could take someone on head-on, allies are a necessity for a young nation."

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"I think she may not like anyone much but her prescious beloved empress. I have to wonder how such a brat commands the loyalty she does." The General remarked, his mild manner and casual slump on the chair makes the direct insult on the Taiyou Empress seem somewhat lax, although it was quite an intentional thorn.

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Darren just held in the urge to laugh. "That sounds just a touch like overreaction to me." He replies genially, sitting back into his chair, "And that isn't so great, is it? Rash statements are what every nation does at one time or another. One should not take them so hard." He grinned.

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The General stood up with her, putting his tea to the side. "I take it that it's my turn?" He asks, pulling gloves off and tossing them to the side. He absolutely ignores Suki's comment, waiting for Drulovic to affirm.

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The General turned around, and in one motion slapped Suki Toyama. He grinned with the same feral look he had entered with. "Too many have said that to me to regret it later." He replied, "I always love breaking those who consider it impossible."

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"Ah, very well trained I see. I probably should have had you chained down before I started." He replies codially, moving towards the doorway casually, as if his life wasn't threatened. "So, shall we take a nice romantic little walk, just the two of us?" He smirked. Funny thing that few of the DC's high members panicked easily.

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"My dear, that is not the best way to begin a romantic walk, and while I do not mind the arm curling casually around my neck, it's traditionally holding hands." He casually reprimanded her as the door is opened, his voice mocking as he stepped with her. He was waiting until she relaxed by the slightest amount. Then, yes, then he would strike.

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Drulovic's interference had ruined the chance that he'd almost had, but it was not to be. He nods, very slowly, to Drulovic, his face not reacting to the pain that was being applied by the ninja girl. "Well, my dear, it seems we've come to a stop." He innocently says. He knows the chances of death that this could bring, but death may be necessary. His hand twitches, turning the electricity pack up to maximum charge. A charge this strong could kill, was fifty percent chance of killing. He slammed his left arm into the arm of the ninja, the electricity pack activating on contact.

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The General collapse, his gasp echoing as he fell to the floor. He could feel his vision going black as he fell, but he smiled as he could feel the nano-bugs begin operation. That was the DC's one advantage, the ability to self heal in the soldiers considered good enough to be equipped with such high level healing devices. They wouldn't stop this from killing him, but they'd keep him stable by manually feeding the brain blood and the lungs oxigen. They only had limited time before even the trusty machines ran out of drive.

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Darren muttered to himself, he'd really like to be out there himself on the ShadowPride, leading the EMSS, but being chosen as the general in charge of this battlestation he no longer had the privilege of being expendable. He deactivated the broadcast, pulling up a private communications line. "Phantom Pain, as soon as that cannon is about to fire, I want it destroyed. Use the AM cannon if you deem necessary."

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Darren sat relaxing, it seemed that Drulovic had dealt with all the problems and that they were negotiating now. A wiley one was the Director. He closed his eyes, slowly breathing as he let himself slip away from reality for a moment, only to be brought back with a thud at the crackle of life from the radio. "Holy Fuck. Commander, we have conflict in the Taiyou fleet, identity of the Taiyou warrior confirmed identity. It's Yuriko!"

The curse from the commanders lips brought the whole command room to it's feet. "I want ALL Wraiths and Shadows out of that area asap, someone ready the ShadowPride, tell the Phantom Pain that I need them out there, but to leave one sniper." He rushed out of the control room, leaving Itsaki in charge as he prepared to take to the battlefield himself.

The Kitsune warrior continued to stand in the background, almost blending into it. He had not been dismissed yet, and he would not presume that he was not needed until he was told so himself by his Empress. His eyes held only contempt for Director Drulovic.

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The ShadowPride slipped through the space over Terra, the most advanced Stealth Technology going around making the highclass ship invisible to any and all that would try to survey it. "Melissa, the EMSS is to stay out of this, the Wraiths don't have the level of stealth to evade the detectors in there." "But Commander, we can't let you go in alone." He closes his eyes. Takes a deep breath. "Yes you can. Itsaki is to lead in my absence. Especially if I don't come back. You will take over my legacy in the EMSS." His hand quickly flicked into full stealth, deflecting all radio signals that the EMSS try, Darren's top-class fighter slips through the Taiyou Fleet, aiming for the TETRS that was out of it's depth.

Izunama bowed. "As you wish, my Empress." He was already ready for space combat, the Kitsune Battlesuit underneath his cloak was ready to be primed. His hand waited for the signal that he was needed to go out before activating his suit. Once he was given the go-ahead, he would be out there in a very short time.