Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)

[Michen_S]

~ Dragon'taan, Kyle's Estate ~

Michen seemed a little surprised by Mathayus' comment. Sir? He wasn't used to being called sir. To his idea, he was a far cry from being a sir... Ah, whatever. It's not important right now. Emphasis on "now".

"The other feral big cat claimed to have been in the same position I was... She knew everything that happened right away, without me telling. I'm not sure where that other feral is now. I have no idea where she went after landing in the orbital spaceport of this planet. Either way, that means I might not have been the only one in that situation. And if that's the case, there's something going on on Earth."

It was a good thing the snow leopard was fully focused on the current conversation, otherwise it might've filled his head with a horror scenario. It was easy for him to get a bit lost in his imagination when things like that happened.

[XIII]

*** Outside Fleet Spire Ruins, Corneria ***

"We can arrange it. I'm pretty sure you have your reasons for visiting Dragon'taan. But... would you travel there without or with your team?". Asked the Turian, before Wulf had arrived. The grey alien remembered that Krystal was some kind of taboo, so he didn't ask the vulpine why do they need to avoid the blue vixen. It was none of Fel' business, and basically, he never had a habit to deep dive into someone' personal life, especially when it comes about private things. XIII even didn't pronounce a single word upon Nari' question; however, everything Fox would provide further could help Fel to understand what's wrong with Krystal and why McCloud is avoiding her. Maybe the Turian could help them, even though it was beyond his skills and abilities. This fox was his trusted ally, and for Dranghyr it was a matter of honor to help him provided Fox would agree on Fel' assistance with that question.

Fel saluted when the general arrived, as the Turian military discipline it required. The fact Wulf already knew some points about the operation allowed Fel to focus on things the general asked and so Dranghyr proceed.

"Yes, sir. I'm glad that none of the prisoners died during the extraction from the outpost and I still don't know who was that person killed the Hunter. He looked like a dragon... just like the one I had encountered a few moments before. And he disappeared right after the assassinate. And here is the Datacron. And I'm hoping that from now, it isn't my problem as my part here is done, I guess.". The Turian infiltrator said while handing the Datacron to Wulf; a small cube because of which a dozen bad people have died today. And Fel might be among them. Indeed, Fel now doesn't care what's going to happen with the device as it was out of his interests. "But general - the next time I'll get a task from you - let me know about any reinforcement could appear. Because I was about to kill the NCC agent behind me as I wasn't aware of any assistance during the mission aside from Fox' team."
*** RCS Armored Cruiser Landing Site, Corellia ***

"You know my answer, Wolfy. Side by side in any situation". Ori answered still providing a backfire. One of the pirates managed somehow to get in the rear section of the vessel, but Ori was faster and eliminated the threat before the buccaneer could do anything. Then she pushed a button next to her, closing the bay and dividing the pirates and her team with the cargo' platform. Outside of the ship were two droids and their lose Ori considered as acceptable. Once it was done, the Orokin lowered her gun, but her guard was still on the top of her senses. She also wanted to examine the crates in the bay, but it seems like they were locked with biometric protection. What have those pirates been smuggling? "Mind if I inspect ship rooms afterward? We don't know for what purpose those pirates have been using this ship."

[Weaver]

*** Qo'nos Orbital Station ***

Weaver nervously swayed back and forth, "Well, truth be told," he began, "I was investigating a weird signal. I'm running out of supplies though, and thought I might be able to restock here. I suppose I'm not supposed to be here for long?"

[SadDubwool]

*** Coruscant Orbital Station Delta ***

The Fennec shook Komisar Damrosch's hand and chuckled. "Yes, Captain Daniels called ahead. If you're heading down planetside..." he indicated a corridor to his right, Damrosch's left, "... Shuttle Bay's that way; just follow the red line. And don't forget to check in with customs when you hit planetside. Just a formality."

The denizens the Ragnosians spoke to on the station would greet them in friendly ways, as though an everyday occurrence. Like they weren't at all afraid of the Ragnosians.

Damrosch nodded and motioned for the soldiers to start moving that way. Following behind as some of the stragglers trickled behind him and the few soldiers in front of him. After a bit of regrouping and organizing they managed to find their way into the shuttle bay.

[Rayleonarde]

*Mongdrigo, Desert Battleground*
A cacophony of various weapon reports shook the dunes and upset sand. Mortars packed with smoke shells launched streams of white in high altitude arcs. They landed with a crash, unleashing billowing clouds of smoke, as infantry fired blanks at each other. Formations moved in tactical steps, mock battles scattered throughout the area.
Meanwhile, railgun plates discharged with almighty whumps, as high caliber cannons boomed and briefly lit their immediate areas like tiny stars. They mechs marched in formation, stomping flat the sand with metal-shod feet. The trap was set, and awaited its prey.

[SadDubwool]

*** Coruscant Orbital Station Delta ***

Damrosch looked around before using a small communication device.

"Mir hobn angekumen..."
    (We have arrived...)

His green eyepieces glowed as his rebreather buzzed softly as his hand slowly found it's way into his right pocket. His eyes visibly peering through the almost matte green lenses. He needed to get back to the government so he could tell him that this galaxy was 'friendly' enough to send in a larger, actually sufficiently armed fleet.

"Shikn in di rge flit."
  (Send in the second fleet.)

He started to walk around as he communicated in the native Ragnosian tongue. No-one would be able to understand him so he could send these confidential communications to his higher-ups.

"Makhn zikher az ir arm zikh es zenen nisht keyn hosteylz ober ikh rekomendirn az ir haltn zey avek...Lang lebn di Komintern."
(Make sure you arm yourselves. They don't seem to be hostile so keep them down unless needed. Long live the Comintern.)

[Alessia Starfurr]

*** Morkai Abyssal Corridor DMC territory***
 A Soyuz class heavy cruiser the NCC-Ice Wolf patrolled the DMC End of the Corridor, when their sensors picked up a Ferengi D'kora Class Marauder exiting the corridor. The Ice wolf's escorts a couple of Kitsune Cruisers decloaked as the Ice Wolf headed towards the Ferengi vessel...
---Ice wolf Bridge---
The captain a blue furred she-wolf opened a channel to the Ferengi vessel, her ice cold almost white eyes glaring at the D'kora  outside of the window of her ship. "Ferengi vessel you are violating DMC Space, power down your shields and engines, and prepare to be boarded!"

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Predictably the Ferengi ship pushed it's impulse engines to full trying to escape the NCC vessels, but it would do them little good as the more powerful NCC ships could easily outrun them, and one of the kitsune cruisers was emitting an anti-warp field preventing the vessel from jumping to warp.

  "Last warning power down your engines and shields, immanently!" The captain called out again, no response. 

The captain sighed "Fine have it your way." She opened Opened a channel to the escort ships. "All ships engage Ferengi vessel subsystem disruptors on, go for the engines and then weapons, I want that vessel intact!" With that command all The Ice Wolf and her two Kitsune cruiser escorts opened fire on  the D'Kora, using specialized weapons for disabling ships, that would drain engine  and shield power as well as weapons power, the D'Kora's last ditch effort was deploying an Emp weapon, though it would have worked against a Federation Galaxy class of earlier centuries, the NCC craft suffered little to no effect, aside from losing a small amount of their Quaternary  shields to the Emp blast. it wouldn't be longer than 10-15 minutes later when the D'kora  would be nothing but a metal hull floating in space, engines shields and weapons disabled by the three NCC ships, a boarding craft now headed to the Ferengi vessel.
-*- Ice wolf boarding craft -*-
 What appeared to be a female version of a Baron of Hell stood waiting in the boarding craft in  front of many soildiers behind her in elemental armor armed with stun lasers, gas/ flash missiles, for boarding an capturing the crew.


*** Coruscant main dock ***
A white vixen seemingly appeared  a few meters to the side of the two tigers. "You don't have anything in your hair, probably feeling what remains of the sore or bruises you got from the egg." The vixen replied " Sorry about the sudden appearance, I'm a stealth operative, and I still need to brush up on my social skills, being cloaked all the time tends to do that."She added, looking around and studying her surroundings.

[Ara Av-Toa]

*Torgus Prime*
Fayam frowned as he saw the ships move in. He didn't get it. In a fit of rage, he yelled in an open comm: "What are you doing? Get out of there! Unless you have a death wish!" He had no intention of ceasing fire.

Anna noticed this. While smiling initially upon their succes, Fayam's message surprised her. Then, she saw him still firing on the carrier. She growled, "Is that dude crazy!? Drop me a line to him! He'll jeopardise our mission!"

[Romulan_Furry]

*** Torgus Prime Orbit ***

"Aye, commander - channel open," the Comms officer reported.

*** Coruscant main dock ***

When the White Vixen appeared, Jason cried out, leapt three feet away, and almost drew his lightsaber. When he saw who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief. "You shouldn't sneak up on people," he said.

*** Mongdrigo ***

Malgus looked to Rex and Ahsoka. "You two ready? I imagine Brottleheim won't be long."

*** Qo'nos Orbital Station ***

"A signal, you say?" Korrd asked.

"And you tracked it here?" The Gorn added. "Whose signal was it?"

*** Outside Fleet Spire Ruins, Corneria ***

"I would have warned you about that, but an unidentified signal blocked our comms. Took us a while to take care of it," Wulf said, accepting the Datacron. "Regardless, payment will be transferred as per the agreement. Star Fox, you have more than lived up to your end - as have you, mister Fel. If I have need of you, I will contact you." And with that, the General left. It was then that Fox spoke up.

"And the whole team and I will go with you to Dragon'taan... just watch out for Krystal."

"Foxy here is more afraid of Krystal than he should be," Farah commented to Fel. "But he still has a reason to be. We can discuss that en route. You have a ship?"

*** RCS Armored Cruiser Landing Site, Corellia ***

"While we're en route to Coruscant, sure - let's go," Viktor said. He, hoping his team mates were in tow, moved through the corridors, eliminating opposition inside, until he finally made his way to the bridge. He set to work uploading the virus to reprogram the droids, and directed comments to Ori and Spyra: "Spyra, Ori, find a console and start bringing systems online. Soon as the Virus takes root, send a deactivation signal to the device I planted earlier and let's get this thing moving!"

*** Indari Manor, Dragon'taan ***

Mathayus nodded. "Very well. I have a friend at the spaceport with access to the passenger manifests - he might be able to tell me more. Before you woke up, however, my ONI contact told me you'd been attacked. Do you remember anything of your attackers?"

"Calm down," Anna said to Leylah, releasing her from her grip. She looked to Amie. "I'll leave her in your care, then - just remember: We're all family, here. No need to keep things like this from me." She then headed back for Indari Manor.

*** En route to Tatooine ***

"We've got a few hours before we hit that dustball, so lay it on me," K'Tath requested.

***MJ12 Ship, Nephira Orbit ***

"This ship is equipped with a cloaking device," Steiner said. "We could make a Stealth Approach." The hunter nodded in agreement.

"Ta-cky-onn... grid... down..." The hunter said. There was a pause before Steiner would clarify,

"Tachyon grid... if their Tachyon Grid is down, we could send a fleet in, cloaked, and they'd never see it coming."

"Hunter... ship... close... you... go... in... dis-abe-el... shields... we... beam... clan... out," The hunter said.

*** 'Vadam Keep, Sangheilios ***

"Very well... keep at it," Thel commanded as he started back for his home.

[SadDubwool]

*** Coruscant Orbital Station Delta ***

Damrosch slipped the communicater back into his coat pocket as he tried to check and see if a shuttle was there or not. He didn't consider exactly where the fleet would land, either but he would patch in later once the signal was stronger to hopefully steer them clear of places that'd be understandably hostile to a larger, militarized fleet of seemingly aliens ships from an unknown empire in a distant galaxy. Finally finding his squad a large enough shuttle he stepped inside and waited to see what would happen, he reminded himself to check in with customs once he got planetside but the tricky part was whether or not they'd even find customs.

"I assume that we will find ourselves at the main dock."

He took in a deep breath as he C O N S U M E D the pure filtrated oxygen.

[Rayleonarde]

*Mongdrigo*


A bone jarring, earth shattering peak of what sounded like thunder ripped through Mongdrigo. The sky cleared of the thick green clouds that usually blanketed the planet. The sky darkened, filled with countless red lights, pulsing and flashing.


From orbit, a titanic, nearly moon-sized vessel crept towards the planet, it’s obsidian surface markedly different from the inky black of space. A gargantuan dropship, nearly the size of an Acclimator Assault Cruiser, exited the massive hangar bay located on the black ship’s lower level, and headed planetside.


The vessel landed a mile away from the training area and loomed like a predator stalking its prey.


The soldiers stopped their training and stared, minds reeling. Vessels of that size didn’t exist, not operationally right? Yet here it was, an artificial moon parked a few hundred miles from the surface, a Capital class drop ship just alighted on the sand.


Markus Hilliguist, acting radio operator, opened a channel directly with the command center and, with a terrified and shaking voice whispered. “H-He’s h-h-here.”

[XIII]

*** Outside Fleet Spire Ruins, Corneria -> Corneria Spaceport ***

Fel has only nodded and saluted to Wulf before the general has gone. There was nothing to add to wolf' speech, and Turian preferred to remain silent. And once he along with Nari and Star Fox team stay on their own, the grey alien continued his speech.

"Yes. Its docked at the spaceport, so I suggest to move there right now. I suppose you are going to take the Great Fox with you as my ship isn't a carrier.". XIII said and went to his Locust speeder. Once Fox and his team settled back in the APC, the new operative group (McCloud, his squad and Dranghyr) traveled to the spaceport. As much as he loved this planet, nothing was holding Fel on this planet back anymore, so the final destination was obvious. Once arrived, Fel decided that it was an excellent time to clarify a couple of things.

"That's my baby, Normandy Sierra One. Truth to be told, it's SR-1, Sierra is just for more natural pronunciation. If someone wants to travel with me - welcome on board. Because I'm not sure if my ship will fit the hangar of the Great Fox.". Turian said, observing his ship. Just like the Arwing, SSV was a limited series ships, designed for N7 operatives only. They were so limited, that Dranghyr knew names of ship owners and if he could be lucky enough, Fel would meet one of them someday. Yes, StarFox was an ideal partner, considering his background. But if Dranghyr meets face-to-face with Shepard, the first graduated of the DMC Elite Training Program, he would do anything to get into Shepard' team.
*** RCS Armored Cruiser Landing Site, Corellia ***

Even though the Covenant ship looked not much (for Ori at least) the interior of the vessel was way better. Pink and purple colors of rooms were relaxing. After she spent three dozen years on UNSC Artemis-class battleships, the interior of this RCS cruiser didn't emphasize that is was an actual battleship. More like a partyship. And so Ori proceeded further, providing covering fire for Viktor until they all reached the bridge and boy, it was huge. What was a little strange because outside of the ship it didn't look so.

"Roger!". Ori replied, brining systems online by interacting with a console, and waiting when the Virus takes root. And while she was doing it, she planned to link the AI of this ship with her suit (she knew, that Covenant and Sanghelios equip their starships with them). But later.

[Alessia Starfurr]

*** RCS Armored Cruiser Landing Site, Corellia ***
"I don't know much about this technology of yous, Vicktor..." Spyra replied trying to do something on a nearby console...

[Michen_S]

~ Dragon'taan, Kyle's Estate ~

Michen nodded, thinking way back at when the attack took place. It seemed longer ago than it actually was... It was probably a long day. But he could still remember some important details.

"Well, there were two people attacking me. One of them was a human with some weird tattoos on his face... But they were apparently part of a bigger organisation, working for someone..."

Michen seemed to be very nervous about it, seeming to recall the event as something he'd rather not recall. Of course, that was understandable. Michen tried to remember more of the event nevertheless... What were they wearing again? A leather jacket? No, that wasn't quite it...

[Ara Av-Toa]

*Torgus Prime*
Anna shouted angrily at Fayam, "Stop your fire! We're trying to infiltrate that ship! If you keep attacking, the lives of our crew are at risk!" Fayam, upon hearing this, silenced his guns. "Wait, what?", he asked. "Weren't we trying to take it down?" "Not anymore," Anna replied stern. "Now, the ship... ... ...wait a minute. Aren't you that bounty hunter? You're trying to get away with the honour of blowing their command vessel, not?" Fayam stood perplexed for a second. "Uh... Yes. Yes, I am." "That explains... anyhow, we're turning this ship into a tool- one we can use to stop this invasion quickly. So, you'd better stop shooting this and start on the rest of their fleet." "Fine," Fayam sighed and he closed the line. Grumbling, he turned his ship around and shot down the nearest smaller Capellan ship in an attempt to calm his frustration.