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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 6:43 pm
 Prologue Incoming transmission >Origin Id code confirmed: MRSL orbiting space station, Flores Gamma, Hawthorne Cluster >>Urgency tag: Emergency Distress >>Data stream decryption in progress... . .. ... .... ..... ......data stream corrupted. Partial data recovery possible. Processing... . .. ... ....Complete. Display partial message contents? y/n? Displaying partial mesasge contents. >%%%%%%%%%%%%% unkown %%%%%% Research compromised %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% send help! Repeat, %%%%%%%%%% Recommend %%%%%%%% dangerous. %%%%%%%%%% >>End Message.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 6:44 pm
Introduction Captain Alexander Peyton, your commanding officer, walks into the briefing room. Standing in front of the blank display screen, he eyes all of you with an austere expression for a few moments, letting the silence that began when he walked in stretch on,. Finally, he begins speaking, his baritone voice breaking the silence as surely as a gunshot. "Two weeks ago, the Mining and Research Space Laboratory, in orbit around the third planet of the Flores system, sent out a garbled distress message, and all attempts at further communication have been unanswered," he says in the clipped tones of a career military man. Behind him, the screen blinks to life, displaying the Hawthorne cluster and a blinking circle marking the Flores system. That system and the surrounding ones would suddenly become surrounded by a flashing red broken line delineating a border as he continues to speak, "The Galactic Republic of Sentients have placed a interdiction on the Flores System, as well as the surrounding systems in the Hawthorne cluster. The interdicted zone is in a communications black-out, and unauthorized ships will be shot down if seen entering or leaving the area. At the slight rumble from your group, Captain Peyton fixes a sharp on on each speaker until they quiet down. Continuing once it was silent again, he resumes, "Now, the G.R.S. plans on investigating whatever disaster befell the station, hence why you all are here.This mission is classified and meant to be a reconnaissance. Because of the blackout, any and all communications will be limited to a confirmation of your arrival, and to relay what happened to the MRSL station and its crew." The screen zooms in on the Flores system before the view changes to a picture of the MRSL orbiting station, with Flores Gamma behind it. The station appears to be built into a large asteroid orbiting the planet. "Your mission objective are to ascertain the state of MRSL orbiting station, her crew, and to report on your findings. Your transport shall be the class-III scout ship G.R.S.S. Walkurst, and you will all be issued basic light-armored EVA Infantry suits." Captain Peyton pauses and fixes you all with a look that could be considered concerned. "We do not know what has happened out at Flores," he admits, tone heavy, "So the higher-up are limiting your armaments to be brought along." He raises his hands to quiet down the angry murmur that starts at that. "I know, I know, but that's your orders." He nods at an Ensign who had been standing quietly at attention throughout the briefing, who hands out a datapad to all of you. Peyton explains, "These contain the mission specifics and your orders. Study them and collect your gear, then rest up, as you will be leaving at 0500 ST tomorrow. Good luck!" Captain Peyton walks out of the briefing room, back straight, leaving you all to murmur amongst yourselves as the automatic door shuts behind him. ---------------------------------------------- In this RP, you're a group of enlisted military personnel and contracted volunteers, civilian or otherwise. The premise is survival/horror in a sci-fi setting, uncovering the truth of just what occurred on the orbiting station MRSL.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:26 pm
Setting Data log Search entry: MSRL orbiting station >Classified. Full data log on MRSL orbiting station unavailable. >Displaying available limted schematics of MRSL orbiting station.  >>Crew Compliment: 5,186 >>Commanding Officer: Marco Deskyn >>Designation: Orbiting platform housing mining and processing facilities, as well as laboratories investigating deep-space phenomenon as well as local bioforms. Built directly into an asteroid; contains thrusters for interstellar movement, engines decommissioned and only capable of inter-system travel. >>Status: Unresponsive; flagged as quarantined. Search entry: G.R.S.S. Walkurst >Displaying data entry >>Class: type III >>Designation: Long range scout and reconnaissance >>Armament: Minimal. Equipped with top-of-the-line long range and short range sensors. Cloaking capable. >>Schematics: Bridge, crew quarters, galley, cargo bay, sick bay, armory, engine room, cold sleep room. >>History: A deep-space exploration vessel, the Walkurst has seen more of the galaxy than most ships. The most distinguishing marks on its record are the preemptive discovery of a hostile invasion by the Nel'thuagg, and the spectral entities that have been dubbed the Gnosis. Entry Search: Galactic Republic of Sentients (G.R.S) >Displaying data entry >>The major governing body of the galaxy, it is governed by a democratic assembly of representatives from the member systems and planets. Member systems are expected to contribute to the military arm of the G.R.S., be it by sending materials, providing troops, or the labor to build ships. All but a few are happy to after the invasion by the Nel'thuagg, which the G.R.S Navy was able to repel. Entry Search: Flores System >Displaying data entry >>A solar system consisting of six planets and two asteroid belts orbiting the eponymous star Flores Prime, a type K0IV star. Planets are named from closes to farthest by the parent star's name and assigned Terran Greek letter. Of special note is the planetary binary of Flores Gamma and Flores Delta. Investigations into such a phenomenon has to date yielded no answers into how such a configuration could form. Flores Gamma and Delta exist within the habital zone of Flores Prime and contain viable biospheres; however, Gamma appears to have suffered from some catastrophe that has led to ecological breakdown. Flores Epsilon and Flores Zeta, both large gas giants of Terran Jupiter size, are believed responsible for the formation of both asteroid belts. >>Sentient presence: No native sentient species present. A G.R.S installation, the MRSL station, is present in orbit around Flores Gamma. Ship ClassesShips, in terms of starships not sea ships we don't use those silly things anymore, come in a variety of classes. The class dictates the size of the ship. This is a fairly easy system to understand. As well with each class you go up the longer it takes to make the dark-matter to start a star drive. Class I- Ships are typically small. Either simple fighters or stealth ops. They typically can be stored in other ships of higher class that has hangers. Takes only a few seconds to make the necessary fuel for star drive. Class II- Ships are a bit bigger in size then class I but is mostly in the matter of storage. This class is typically reserved for mining vessels. Takes about a minute to make the fuel for star drive. Class III- This is the first class of ships that can carry other ships (only class I). They are usually sized at about 12 times the size of a class one and can only fit two class I ships in them. Takes about 5 mins to make the fuel for star drive. Class IV- Bigger then the class III by about 2 times. This can, as one would expect, carry 4 class I ships. They also tend to have more advanced equipment then the class three can handle due to its bigger size and more powerful engines. Takes about 10 mins to make the fuel for star drive. Class V- These ships are quite a jump from class IV. They are about 7x the size of the class IV ships. This class is reserved for carriers and small battle cruisers. If it is a carrier they can hold up to 28 Class I ships. If it is a battle cruiser then you have access to a wider array of high power weapons. These take about 15mins to star drive. Class VI- The biggest ships to date, they are large enough to hold a small city. This size is reserved for high class battle cruisers, destroyers, and carriers. Carriers of this caliber are suited to carry up to 125 class I ships and 15 class III ships. Battle cruisers in this league have an unparalleled fire power to defensive shields capability, where as destroyers have excess poured into powerful energy cannons that are strong enough to vaporize entire worlds. These can take up to 30-45mins to charge for star dive capabilities. (Ship info originally created by MasterLtAven. Slight edits for my setting.) WeaponsProjectile-based firearms are still the weapon of choice in this setting. Energy projectiles do exist, but the power packs that provide ammunition for them are inefficient. Pistol-sized energy weapons can get 30 shots out of a powerpack before being exhausted; high-powered rifles, only 12; shotguns, only 6, but are devastating at close range. Melee weapons include energy-sabers and vibro-blades. However, more primitive weapons like a handy blunt pipe can be used in a pinch. There are also other devices that, while originally developed for other uses, might be used in creative ways. G.R.S. RankingFrom lowest to highest EnlistedPrivate Private 1st class Lance Corporal Corporal Petty Officer 2nd Class Petty Officer 1st Class Chief Petty Officer Senior Chief Petty Officer Master Chief Petty Officer OfficersWarrant Officer Warrant Officer 2 Warrant Officer 3 Chief Warrant Officer 4 Chief Warrant Officer Ensign 2nd Lieutenant Lieutenant Lieutenant Commander Commander Captain Rear Admiral (lower half) Rear Admiral (upper half) Vice Admiral Admiral Fleet Admiral (More information to be added as seen fit)
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:49 pm
Rules 1)Follow the Gaia TOS, as always. 2)Follow the Guild and sub forum rules. 3)No Godmoding 4)No Cybering. 5)Swearing is fine, so long as it's actually appropriate. 6)Please be semi-literate. I don't expect perfection. Just that I can understand your post. 7)Please be active. Even if you get busy, one token post a week is required, just so I know you haven't forgotten. One a day would be wonderful. 8 )If you are taking a bit of a hiatus or quitting, please let me know. It would also be appreciated if you could give me an estimation of when you might be back. 9)Use () or [] for out of character comments. 10)Do not use ** for actions. 11)Use italics for thought. 12)Send profiles to AnCatDubh or Ixor-san and title them as It's right behind You! 13)Thanks to the wonders of cold-sleep tubes, new characters can join in after the RP begins, so don't let that be an inhibiting factor to joining. Profile Skeleton Username: Character name: Race: (humans aren't alone, but try and keep to humanoid-types, please) Appearance: (description or pictures are fine, but please link larger pictures rather than direct-displaying.) Personality: (doesn't have to be long) Bio: (Doesn't have to be long) Rank: (Miltary rank, civilian, or contractor. Rank no higher than Lieutenant, first-come first-serve serve basis.) Specialty: (Such as being an engineer, trained in heavy weapons, and so on. Basically, something that would make your character useful on a team.) Equipment: (no walking arsenals, please. I'm leaving it up to you to use creativity to design your weapons, but if you're carrying a high-powered weapon like a rifle or shotgun, don't expect to be allowed much else going in.) Other: (anything special that needs to be known. This includes if your character has minor psionics, any senses better than a human, and so forth. However, keep it reasonable, no character is going to be able to, say, crush something with their mind.)
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:57 pm
Profiles (Minimum of three characters needed before starting Minimum met.) Username:AnCatDubh Character name: Mio Trenstil Race: Cathan Appearance: Mio stands at 5'4" and has a skinny but toned frame. Personality: Laid-back and a little naive, Mio likes technology more than he likes people. He does treat others with a forth-right honesty, and likes to improve things, be it a simple door mechanism to guns to the coding within a computer mainframe. Bio: Mio has always had a gift with technology, being curious about how machines and electronics worked. When he pulled apart and put back together a faulty energy conduit on the space station his parents worked on, he caught the attention of certain people in the G.R.S. hierarchy. He was taken in by the R&D division of the G.R.S. military, where he received training on how to hone his particular gifts. While he isn't officially enlisted, he does have an assigned rank. Relatively young at an age of 21 Terran years, his assigned rank doesn't tend to sit well with older, career military members of lesser rank than he. Rank: Civilian, assigned rank 2nd Lieutenant Specialty: Engineering, Electronics, Piloting. Equipment: Plasma blade, Engineering kit, wrist-mounted datacom, modified energy pistol with extra powerpacks, customized Infantry Protective Environment suit. Other: Cathans have superior hearing, night-vision, and olfactory senses than a human, but are also more susceptible to sensory overload, as well. Mio also has a talent with machines an electronics such that it seems almost like he can communicate with themUsername: Ixor-san Character name: Aurora Engeddes Race: Human Appearance: Aurora
Personality: Aurora almost has dual personalities. On the battlefield she is very serious-minded and calm under pressure. Her cool head has won her many medals and she is a rather respected ember of the Military. When off duty, she is very laid back, loves to laugh and joke and is , well, pretty normal. Rumor has it, she even wears a dress now and again... Bio: Aurora grew up around the Military, her father having been a soldier. When she was 15, her father was killed in action and Aurora swore that she would follow in his footsteps. She's seen her share of ugly things but has managed to survive so far, with as strong a resolve as ever.
Rank: Lieutenant (1st-in-command)
Specialty: Weapons, Piloting, Leadership
Equipment: Weapons:Energy Saber on each thigh, one handgun on each hip, vibro-knife in each boot, energy whip worn around waist with handle strapped behind waist, also usually carries some sort of automatic firearm. In a pinch, can usually find some way to make random objects lying around into some sort of weapon.
Armor: Infantry Suit Username: LyricalEnticement Character name: Aleron Reve (lit. Knight, Dream. Knight of Dreams), and dog Macie(Mace, tends to be mistaken for a male at first) Race: Human Appearance: Aleron Reve Personality: Quiet unless giving an order, he tends to talk to himself and Mace more then what may be considered healthy. He's sensitive to others emotions and tends to take it upon himself to ensure his team is calm, happy, and in order. Doesn't take well to disobedience but stays as calm as he can manage, depending on the situation. Bio: He's always been skilled in strategy and reading his foes, from Chess and Card games to live battles against different foes, and has been since he started Chess as a child. He remains quite due to the intense concentration he always seems to be in, and prefers to be in combat and acting his strategies as opposed to watching them. Through his ability he rose in rank rather quickly, though other officers think there may be some string-pulling or something darker behind his abnormally quick rise at such a young age. Other then his skills in strategy and tactics, his obsession lies in plants and that which is too small to be seen. The sort to stay in a small room pruning a bonsai tree over playing video-games, he's always adored plant-life and had an interest in the little things that could do so much good or cause so much damage. Rank: 2nd Lieutenant (2nd in command) Specialty: Field specialty:Tactician and Close-range weapon specialist Personal specialty: Botanist/Microbiologist Equipment: Wrist Pulse Shotgun; A small device worn around the wrist that fires a powerful Pulse/sonic like blast that can splatter anything organic at close range, and blasts back anything beyond that, slashing them up and sending them air-born, severity depends on closeness. Has on him 4 small charges for quick-reload instead of waiting for a re-charge. Weapon works as a very bright LED/Luminescent flashlight even after cells are depleted. Otherwise carries a basic 9mm pistol and combat knife. Other then weapons, he has quite a few vials, small-blades, lights, etc for collecting samples on-the-go. Other: Is very sensitive to the emotions of those around him and can be directly affected by them. He's able to expertly read people (ie tell when they're lying, hiding something, etc). He develops his own weapons and tends to work on them in his spare time. He's obsessed with plant and microorganisms. Mace's paws have on a sort of 'armored clawed gauntlet' on them to allow her to use her paws as maiming weapons to help him. Otherwise, Mace is his closest ally and only friend. In his past while leading his first mission with a squad on a recon mission to a crashed enemy satellite, it was infected with some sort of TB-based air-born virus that also caused Pandorum. He had to kill his entire squad because they turned on him, being the only heathy one, thinking he was, in fact, the only one who had it and would spread it to them. He was the sole survivor of that mission. This is information that can only be specially requested along with his spread-sheet, as the mission became classified.Username: Misha The Blooded Character name: Misha Clastov Race: Human lycan half breed Appearance: Red haired, Blue eyed usually keeps a visor down most of the time in high lighting and is only seen without it in low lighting. Stands taller than most would think a towering 6'8" (due to lycan blood), Athletic build with some impressively strong muscles (Also due to lycan blood line), may appears 20 but age is not listed in personnel files. Personality: Quiet, strong willed, brash, quick thinking, impulsive, thought to be crazy, and very very crude and tasteless when she wants to be. Bio: Born by her human mother but raised by her lycan father Misha has always had an interesting view of the world. On her world of almost darkness good eye sight and beautiful eyes was a prize to behold.Her eye was manually torn out when she was younger to keep the risk of the infection Black Eyes taking hold. The disease was thought to eat the mind through the eyes causing strange hallucinations. Misha's eye is now cybernetic and now has many uses beyond just seeing. It was her choice to be a PMC (Private Military Contractor) and it was her greatest hope to finally get something done on the our colonies. Rank: PMC, Ranked as Senior Chief Petty Officer based on Experience alone. Specialty: Minor hacking, Heavy weapons training, Some Mining Equipment training. Equipment: Standard slug throwing shotgun with a mix of ammo, four foot long vibro-knives, reinforced gloves and elbow pads used for melee combat only. Slightly thicker Infantry Suit, customized for easy movement in melee combat, but makes joints a little more vulnerable than normal. Other: Hold most of the lycan traits such as better agility than normal humans, strength, speed, sense of smell, hearing, and eye sight. Also has an uncanny knack for preemptive movements and thought to have very very minor psionic ability. Thought to be the source of preemptive ability.Username: Raszgal Character name: Gary Boda Race: Human Appearance: http://static.gamesradar.com/images/mb/GamesRadar/us/Features/2008/06/Our Boring Masked Heroes/Finished/crysis--article_image.jpg Personality: Level headed in even the most heated of situations. He is not scared of any rank and will bark at anyone who is wrong and believes they are right. He is also a military leader, the welfare of his soldiers is placed above his own, he is ready to bat for any of his soldiers but he expects the same from them as the situation permits. Bio: Cheif Boda has a long military history, at 37 he is a very seasoned warrior. He started his military career in an academy when he was 12, he bested his fellow cadets and acheived the rank of Private when he was 15. When he was 17 he was given the opporotunity to advance to lieutenant but turned it down, wanting to earn his rank instead of being given one as all other soldiers older than him had done so. He graduated from Ft. Benning, home of the Infantry on Earth, gaining the rank of Private First Class. He then moved on to his unit and rose through the ranks, performing well in the face of combat. He then surpassed Specialist and rose immeadiatley to Corporal, gaining a squad of soldiers whom he commanded to the very best of his ability. Gary Bodas' Commander urged him to become an Officer and sent in packets for him, but again he turned it down, saying he wanted to continue on, earning his rank in the enlisted grades. Boda rose to Sergeant and went to Drill Sergeant school, be becoming a Drill Sergeant at Ft. Benning, training Infantry, Communications and other soldiers with an iron fist. Each cycle he earned Drill Sergeant of the cycle and rose to Drill Sergeant of the year for two years and earning four Army achievement medals and gaining the rank of Staff Sergeant while he was there. During this time he was given the liberty to attend many schools. He achieved Airborne, Air Assault, Army Astronaut, HALO, Freefall, Pararescue, Sapper, Ranger, Sear, Sniper and Combatives level 4. He went on to instruct Ranger candidates for several years. Then he moved back to the active army in space, becoming the leader of a platoon guarding ships as they sailed through space. He then rose to Sergeant First Class as he gained prestige from attending Soldier of the year boards and gaining medals of excellence from all of his superiors. He then rose again to Master Sergeant, leading two platoons. He again fought in fierce conflicts, he and his platoons recieved Legion of Merit medals under his command. Boda went on to gain one for enlisted rank, First Sergeant when he was 27 years old. He wore the rank and advised a few Commanders from his Battalion until one year later his new Commander looked at his record and said he wanted him to become a Warrant Officer. Boda took this opportunity and worked hard, reaching level 3 when he was 32. Boda attended many boards and worked again until reaching Warrant Officer level 5, given to him by the General of the Army with the Command Sergeant Major of the Army in attendance. He serves today doing anything and everything he can to serve any and all soldiers. He works as close with his troops as he can, putting aside his work so his soldiers can succeed. In many ways he is a model soldier, one to look up to an rely on. Chief Boda searches now for one to take under his wing and fill his shoes. He hasn't found one yet, but he still searches, ever vigilant, ever watchful. Rank: Cheif Warrant Officer. Specialty: Infantry. Equipment: SWS Pulse Rifle, KorTec-B Pistol (15-round magazine) Other: From being in the Military for so long he has a large command of military customs and courtesies. Along with that he has a vast knowledge of tactics, knowing everything from troop movements to knowing what can blow a pretty hole through a wall. Username: xxSpam_In_A_Canxx Character name: Miyabita "Miya" Kubotamari Race: Half human, half elf Appearance: 5' 10" with a thin, graceful frame and long, pointed elfin ears. Glossy silver hair kept chin-length, giving her a boyish look from behind. Royal blue irises speckled with grass green give her deep, soulful eyes the feel of a peaceful pond. She normally wears a light silvery-blue tank-top and slightly darker shorts that go half-way down her thighs. Personality: Very kind and compassionate, though she isn't afraid to get harsh if someone irritates her beyond her limit. She's also rather shy and rarely volunteers to be the first with something. Usually very calm, but freaks out if something truly scary or creepy happens. Bio: Miya was born to a human mother and elfin father. They raised her to be like both sides of her family, so she knows much about human and elfin society and customs. Even when she was young, she always wanted to help things, be it a baby bird that fell out of its nest or a dog with a broken leg or just a friend that needed comforting. Her parents taught her basic first-aid, and she later went on to med-school for both medical and psychological training. It was because of this duo of specialties that she was asked to come on this mission, to keep everyone physically, mentally, and emotionally healthy. She's never been on a military-based mission before, so this is a new experience for her. Rank: Civilian. Though, as a medic, she's usually treated as middle/upper-low rank. Specialty: Medic. Miya knows how to use both hi- and low-tech medical equipment, so she can still treat wounds with gauze, disinfectant, and a needle and thread if her hi-tech gear shuts down. Equipment: Med Equip: Backpack/First-Aid kit that includes a pen-sized wound-cauterizing/sealing laser, pen-sized disinfectant "flashlight" (kills bacteria, viruses, etc. w/certain wavelengths of light), old-fashioned disinfectant, gauze, bandages, scissors, needles, thread, local anesthetic, pain-killers (like Tylenol or such), scalpel, forceps, and cloth to make a sling if need be.xxxxxxxxxWeapons: An energy-saber on her left hip and vibro-blade on her right thigh for just in-case. She also has a fiber-glass bow and arrows with tips like vibro-blades but she can't have them and her med-kit at the same time, so she rarely uses them. Other: Her hearing and vision are a bit sharper than a normal human's due to her elfin lineage. She also has the ability to sense the presence of other living beings, and know if they're injured. If she gets close enough, she can feel more or less where they're injured; she's found internal injuries this way before.Username: Ukaia_dorei
Character name: Gin Namida
Race: Cathan
Appearance: Gin Namida
Personality: Gin is down to earth and honest. She is really very sweet, but she'll be very stern on her patients if they don't do what she says. And it's even worse if you don't' do what she says, and makes yourself worse. Gin loves to read and has a strong dislike for guns. While she can shoot and has passed what she needed to, she doesn't do more then the bare minimum to maintain her license. She'd rather be cooking, as it is her passion besides medicine. She's currently 27 and looking forward to her next birthday as had been promised leave to go visit her parents to celebrate it with them.
Bio: Gin has always had a way with both the scalpel and the spatula. So she worked hard to make sure the scalpel would be put to good use and help keep her family comfortable now that her parents were retired. The spatula was often put to use just for herself or family. Though she'll gladly make food for anyone. She's a little bit headstrong when she's sure she's right (usually something medical related) but she's always open to suggestions. Gin is on the MRSL station, not because she likes the military, but because she simply couldn't refuse the pay. They had needed a few extra medical people and she fit the bill. The pay was surprisingly generous, though she wasn't told any real details about what was going on in the research labs down below on the station. She simply went with the flow. Excited to meet new people. It is easy for her to make friends, and this was something brand new to experience. How could she resist? They'd promised nothing would go wrong, easy pay...
Rank: Contractor
Specialty: Medical training, and cook.
Equipment: Usually nothing more then a standard Med Kit. Including bandages, anti bleeding gel (to help speed up coagulation) Pain pills, and a variety of other things, found in any standard med kit. The only weapon she carries would be the items in her med kit that could be used as weapons. Though she owns a standard issue gun, she rarely has it on her.
Other: Gin is actually allergic to fur. So she gives herself daily shots to keep her from reacting to her own fur. And it helps with treating the others who have fur of some kind. Her hearing and eyesight in the dark is better then your average humans. She is very fast and flexible and enjoys the challenge of keeping her body in top shape. She claims it's for hoisting up the wobbly patients, and for threatening those who don't listen to her. But it's really just because she enjoys the activity.Username:Raiden Valentine Character name:Leo Armstrong Race: Human Appearance: Leo has dark brown hair, hazel eyes, stands at 6' 1". Ethnicity is Caucasian American. Personality: Very sure of himself due to his long string of success in the field but knows that it could change at anytime. A stable field operative with a clear mind on the mission. Bio: (Will fill in later.) Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer First Class Specialty: Leo is an expert in the field of Special Operations including sabotage, explosives, heavy weapons handling, diving, field survival, vehicle piloting (if specialist not around) and marksmanship. Equipment: Carries a light assault rifle known as the Colt Commando with ACOG scope, suppressor and underslung shotgun attachments. This is his primary weapon that is slung on his back when not in use. Secondary weapon is a Mk. 23 Mod 0 chambered for .45 ACP. The only attachments for this handgun is an infrared laser sight and removable suppressor. When not in use it is held in a holster on Leo's thigh. A combat knife is kept at the left breast for easy draw in close quarters. Can also be used in combination with his handgun. Other: Leo possesses the ability to generate probability fields that makes things in the field work to his advantage. Due to abnormally high neural-electric patterns, this probably field grants various forms of "good luck" that range from an enemy's weapon malfunctioning to dodging a bullet in the nick of time. Could be seen as the credit for all of his successful missions in the field.
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 3:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 3:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 3:25 pm
"Entering the Flores system now, cap'n, two minutes til we drop out from the jump," Mio drawls from the pilot's seat of the G.R.S.S. Walkurst. They were entering the system at an angle to the ecliptic, so the star drive would be able to drop them out closer to planetary binary of Flores Gamma and Delta without having to navigate around or through the two asteroid belts.
There wasn't too much for him to do currently, so Mio yawns and leans back in his chair with his arms behind his head. Aside from a brief stop by a part of the G.R.S. fleet forming the interdiction zone blockade, the trip had been uneventful so far. Those who weren't awake right now were in the cold-sleep tubes to await arrival at the MRSL station.
Of course, Mio's indolent posture was not a bar to him reacting quickly any any last-second maneuvering that might be needed before they dropped from the star drive, but it would probably irritate the career military team members.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 3:39 pm
"Thank you, Mio," Lieutenant Aurora Engeddes answers back. She speaks through the ships intercom to inform her crew of what was happening. "Attention all Personnel. Please prepare for the drop out of Star Drive."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 3:47 pm
Aleron nodded to himself from a monitoring station on the bridge. "2nd Lt. Aleron Reve, from the bridge. Course looks clear, should be smooth sailing everyone." Aleron said over his comm-link, looking over the multitude of screens. Mace whined at his side and he reached down to pet her. "What is it, girl? Don't tell me you're getting one of those feelings again.." he said as she licked his hand and barked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 4:14 pm
Mio cranes his neck to glance over at Aleron and his mutt. Ever since the canine had nipped at his tail for who-knew-why when replacing a burnt-out energy surge coupling that had delayed their departure a short time, he'd held a jaundiced attitude toward Mace, even if she'd behaved since then.
As the time until they dropped from Star Drive dropped toward zero, the Catahn would lose his idolent posture and grab hold of the yolk of the Walkurst. Under his breath he'd count down with the little timer that was displayed in the corner of the forward viewing screen, his grip subtly tightening as the number reached zero.
With a slight lurch, the inertial dampeners mostly compensated for the rapid change in velocity as they dropped into normal drive. Ahead, the planetary binary was visible, though the MRSL station was not. They were a little far out for direct visual contact though. Flicking on the long-range sensors, they get a ping from the station where it's orbit had taken it on the other side of Flores Gamma.
"Huh, get a look at this," he comments as the sensors pick up debris floating around the planet as well, in a pattern that could only be from a damaged ship.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 4:21 pm
Aurora moves from the seat she had taken to get a better look at what Mio was pointing out. "Hm...interesting..." she says. "I wonder what became of the ship..." she muses.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 4:23 pm
Aleron bit his lip a bit as Mace whined at his discomfort. "Captain, minor problem. That debris could do a number on the ship if it hits the engines, and it's right in our path. I'd advise to go around it, but..I think it's right around our dock.." he said, going over digital displays and moving the 3D images to try and find more details.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 4:36 pm
Mio nods, "It's in our flight telemetry to meet up with the main hangar of the station." More data comes up on the screens, "Hey, there's a beacon coming from the debris field!"
He taps a few commands into the board in front of him, and the beacon's message comes up.
>Warning! %%%%%% St-%%%%%%%% Away!
On another screen, Mio was doing a quick calculation of available flight paths. "Cap'n, we can just skirt the edge of the debris field and keep our heading with a minimal of fuss. Probably worth a closer look at that ship's remains to see what happened to it, yeah?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 4:39 pm
"I can see that, Lieutenant," she responds to Aleron with a frown at what was ahead of them. She nods at Mio and says, "Do it. I'd definitely like a closer look."
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