Blue Heaven
The most popular of the Asteroid Colonies, Blue Heaven is a gambler's wet dream. Approaching vessels may [code]/pilot in[/code] to dock with the station. Those on foot can head [code]/in[/code] directly. Enable your weapon safeties!
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The Reverence II 'Profound Solitude' Apporoaches the docks, and airlock of the Blue Heaven asteroid.
Clearing the asteroid field, the Esteem began to put distance between itself, and the Blue Heaven, just as Admiral Hanley returned to her uniform, and back to duty.
"Colonel, bring us about, three one nine carom two nine six." Hanley ordered, as the Reverence II continued to move outwards.
"Sir!" The Colonel replied, the familiar hum of the Reverence II's engines filled the CIC, and the Admiral brought her hands across the console, as she watched the asteroid flicker onto her display.
The Esteem began to come to a slow stop, while Hanley watched the displays.
"Bring ventral turbodisruptor batteries online, Target the station."
"Sir?" The Colonel asked, slightly confused. But he complied, and keyed the commands in, a moment later, he turned to Hanley.
Several massive weapons batteries on the Reverence II swiveled to life, banking to garner a firing solution at the station, they did not fire.
"Gun captains report weapons ready. We have firing solution... Sir, the Profound Solitude is still docked, and the Emperor is on board, why are we targeting the station?"
Hanley didn't respond, she merely watched the display.
"If only you knew how close you are to certain doom, you petulant child." The Admiral said under her breath.
There was an odd silence in the CIC, interrupted by Hanley's next order.
"Disengage, we're leaving. Spool FTL and set course for Langara." The Admiral ordered.
"Sir!" The Colonel replied, the Esteem's Mammoth engines ignited to life once more, weapons batteries swiveled back into a neutral position, ultimately retracting into the armored hull, and the vessel began to turn away from Blue Heaven.
"Colonel, bring us about, three one nine carom two nine six." Hanley ordered, as the Reverence II continued to move outwards.
"Sir!" The Colonel replied, the familiar hum of the Reverence II's engines filled the CIC, and the Admiral brought her hands across the console, as she watched the asteroid flicker onto her display.
The Esteem began to come to a slow stop, while Hanley watched the displays.
"Bring ventral turbodisruptor batteries online, Target the station."
"Sir?" The Colonel asked, slightly confused. But he complied, and keyed the commands in, a moment later, he turned to Hanley.
Several massive weapons batteries on the Reverence II swiveled to life, banking to garner a firing solution at the station, they did not fire.
"Gun captains report weapons ready. We have firing solution... Sir, the Profound Solitude is still docked, and the Emperor is on board, why are we targeting the station?"
Hanley didn't respond, she merely watched the display.
"If only you knew how close you are to certain doom, you petulant child." The Admiral said under her breath.
There was an odd silence in the CIC, interrupted by Hanley's next order.
"Disengage, we're leaving. Spool FTL and set course for Langara." The Admiral ordered.
"Sir!" The Colonel replied, the Esteem's Mammoth engines ignited to life once more, weapons batteries swiveled back into a neutral position, ultimately retracting into the armored hull, and the vessel began to turn away from Blue Heaven.
Some time later...
"FTL Jump complete..." Admiral Hanley reported, taking special command of the Imperial Flagship Gigashadow for this proverbial round two of the Blue Heaven Opening. This time, though, the Emperor wanted to make an impression, and the fleet was to be immediately mustered for honor guard.
The Gigashadow winked into existence roughly 200,000 kilometers from the hollowed out asteroid, flanked on either side by the Esteem, and the Profound Solitude II.
50,000 kilometers to the bow of the Gigashadow, the Pride of Langara, a 16km long Command Carrier winked in with about a dozen escorts, mostly Hastati class cruisers, a pair of Triarii class cruisers, and a duo of Athena class cruisers, along with a handful of Aegis class defense cruisers. The Pride of Langara took point, as about a dozen more escorts winked into existence. Their hulls shimmered in the light, and their intentions clear to all who turned their attention towards the Aschen.
The Imperial Honor guard had arrived.
One by one, the escorts took up defensive positions.
"Emperor's Condor is away!" The radio chirped. A single Condor class transport, escorted by five Raptor Talon starfighters began their course towards the station.
"FTL Jump complete..." Admiral Hanley reported, taking special command of the Imperial Flagship Gigashadow for this proverbial round two of the Blue Heaven Opening. This time, though, the Emperor wanted to make an impression, and the fleet was to be immediately mustered for honor guard.
The Gigashadow winked into existence roughly 200,000 kilometers from the hollowed out asteroid, flanked on either side by the Esteem, and the Profound Solitude II.
50,000 kilometers to the bow of the Gigashadow, the Pride of Langara, a 16km long Command Carrier winked in with about a dozen escorts, mostly Hastati class cruisers, a pair of Triarii class cruisers, and a duo of Athena class cruisers, along with a handful of Aegis class defense cruisers. The Pride of Langara took point, as about a dozen more escorts winked into existence. Their hulls shimmered in the light, and their intentions clear to all who turned their attention towards the Aschen.
The Imperial Honor guard had arrived.
One by one, the escorts took up defensive positions.
"Emperor's Condor is away!" The radio chirped. A single Condor class transport, escorted by five Raptor Talon starfighters began their course towards the station.
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