| In the lower aft section of the ASC Primo Victoria rests the 'Ice-Beds' of a several hundred of the best (and technically worst) men and women serving in the Alliance Military, all of which were specially and carefully selected to serve on this glorious (and perhaps foolish) mission. There are four Hangars in all (A, B, C, D), with at least 200 men and women mixed in each. All in a semicomatose state in nothing but their undergarments and occasional wires and tubes providing life support to their chilled bodies in order to prevent over-freezing of organs or freezer-burn of the mesh on CAPP modded units. |
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| A voice of an AI is being broadcasted over the ship's intercom saying, "Hangar A, Team 1, Cycle 1... commence defrosting procedures and awakening protocols" And with that, a half a dozen men and women of all races and ages began to defrost and awaken along the hangar. All of which were either frosted as neighbors or 2 to 3 pods from each other. The pods were standing vertical, and as the doors slid open and slid from each other like automatic doors one would see at a grocery store... men and women stumbled out trying to catch themselves. Directly across from their pods were their special wall lockers with their uniforms, personal effects, and dried foods such as crackers and fruits for those who wake up hungry... every ten lockers or so were bathrooms for those who needed them upon awakening as well. At one of these pods awoke a rather young Specialist of the First Division. A man who had just recently attained the Rank of Commander at the young age of 23 when most don't make it until they're almost 30. He stumbled out coughing and trying to keep his balance... which wasn't easy for a man such as himself. You see, his was more than 80% artificial... the man was more than machine and he looked intimidating with his blackish grey titanium sinewy muscles and limbs. One couldn't help but stare this true 'cyborg' and the miracle that he was still alive despite such modifications. The man groaned and staggered to his locker, which popped open upon recognizing his touch and he grabbed the visor on the top shelf and put it on and he groaned again saying "Nurse, download and status report" and with that the lights on the visor went bright and dark again. He then took the visor off again and said "I said Status Report" "Chillout and good morning to you as well" said an AI voice in his modded brain "I only just woke up as well! Let's see... you have a slight case of freezer burn around your mesh, but that'll go away with 24 hours and I reccommend eating as well... and perhaps put on more than just your boxers?" The man started getting dressed after stuffing a dry salty cracker in his mouth, and the voice called Nurse said "Its good to be back as well Jasper" and though he didn't saying anything... Commander Lovecraft smiled at the voice. |
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| Heia stumbled, drowsy. She fell on the floor unceremoniously, and began coughing. Muttering a rather colorful string of curses, the generally reserved lieutenant rose to her feet, momentarily shivering at the coldness of the room against her bare skin. The Aerie slowly ran her hands up and down her arms, wishing the goosebumps to go away. She groaned, stepping forward slowly to open her locker. All of her muscles ached like someone ran her through seventy hundred marathons. She cursed again with a sigh, rubbing her eyes as she reached inside the locker for her rather revealing garments. Staggering backwards, she stuck her foot in its' designated hole, jumping lightly and then sticking her other foot. She clutched the soft fabric, dragging it up on her torso and putting the whole piece in the correct place. She sighed in contentment, zipping the front up. She flexed her muscles, stretching with a yawn, and finally noticing the man in front of her. She gave an awkward wave. "Mornin'." |
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| "Morning... Lieutenant" said Jasper noticing the patch on her jacket, on both shoulders there was a Skull with the number 4 on its forehead signifying her as Fourth Division and it having the appropriate number of bars beneath to signify her Rank. Jasper now almost fully dressed put on his jacket as well, it held an image of a Flame with a number 1 on it signifying him as being First Division followed by enough bars to make him a Commander and her superior. Noticing she was an Aerie, Jasper took the opportunity to use a classic icebreaker taught to him by one of his old friends (who was now dead). He offered her one of his crackers and asked "Polly wanna cracker?" |
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| Heia pouted, but accepted it nonetheless, popping it into her mouth. Her stomach appreciated any food after such a long time of starving. "Thanks." she muttered, voice muffled by her chewing. She began to pull on her fingerless gloves, covering the light plumage that covered her elbows. The Aerie pulled out her own container of dried fruits, beginning to eat her rations slowly. Mid-chew, she blinked. "Engel, begin the analysis and report any weak spot. I have a monster headache." she softly commanded. "Good morning to you too, Ey." the heavy voice rung in her ears, almost groggily. The girl giggled. "I recommend taking pills. Aside from that brain-shattering pain, your whole system is fine. I don't recommend any kinetic use for twelve hours, however. Take it easy." Heia nodded, absent-minded. She stuck out one of her hands to the Commander, noting to herself she still had goosebumps on the uncovered patches of skin. That's what I get for wearing a backless uniform. "I'm Heia Amsel." |
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| "Lovecraft, Jasper Lovecraft" said Jasper taking her hand... accidentily crushing it a little, not enough to break her hollow bones but enough to hurt a bit. Afterall he just woke up, and even though he's had a prosthesis body almost his whole life... he sometimes forgets his own strength. An AI voice comes over the PA, "Will all awakened units please report to the bridge when ready... the Admiral wishes to brief you on your mission" Jasper looks up and says "Hmmm... we see if the rest of our 'team' is up..." |
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| Heia didn't wince at the man's strong grip. She was used to endure much, much more pain than that. Just as they held hands and shook them, the AI commanded an assembly. She sighed inwardly. The Admiral was somewhat intimidating..."I think we're among the first to wake up." she commented softly, noting the rather sparse population filling the long hall. |
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| "If this was an emergency... they'd be dead by now, lazy boots" growled Jasper walking along the pods knocking on the doors of the ones that seemed to be defrosting "Wake up ladies and traps! We work to do!" "Seems like your back to your usual self" said Nurse "Perhaps I should reroute your endorphins..." |
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| Heia muffled a giggle. She shut her locker, not before grabbing one more bag of dried fruit and a long coat - it was freezing, goddamit! -. The plums were excellent, and so were the raisins. She leisurely trailed behind Jasper, bidding her time; someone needed to apologize for the ruckus when they will wake up, and he didn't seem fit for that task. |
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| "There's no need. The Commander just hasn't had his morning coffee~" Lucille jokes with the nurse, finally showing herself. "I've been awake for a few days now, what was that about 'if this was an emergency' again?" She salutes respectfully, of course, but her AI's sarcastic wit was starting to rub off on her; or, it would be more accurate to say, the AI's sarcastic wit came directly from her. Speaking of AI... "Puhuhuhu" Ronove laughs. It was the condescending sort of laugh that one might here from a noble. "Be still, Ronove." "As madam wishes~" |
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| "Warrant Officer Lazaro of the Fourth Division, I presume?" said Jasper "A few a days? The Victoria must've had a good reason for it..." "Indeed I did" came the voice of an AI above, "Though my reasons are above your pay grade Commander" "I see..." said Jasper. |
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| Simon was one of the last of the men and woman to awake from cryostasis. He wasn't used to it as this was only his second awakening that was not a drill. He immediately hit the floo, covering his mouth with his hands trying not to puke. After a few seconds, Simon swallowed back his last meal and stood back up. "Ugh... How many more times are we gonna have to keep this up.." he muttered to himself as he walked to his locker to check for any internal organ damage as well as something to wear over his undergarments. |
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| "Damn seven hells of Gaea..." Celestia Anderson, the women with the figure of a young teenager boy grumbled upon awakening and stretched as much as possible for a human being. "I wonder if that's how snow white felt too...no wait, she never actually slept that long." She kept grumbling like an old man while straggling to stand up without wobbling like a jelly. "Hans, report" She commanded while rumbling through her locker. "Your physical and mental status are stable, beside that, you only seem to have---" he was interrupted by Celetsia's gesture telling him to 'shut up' "Thanks Hans, that's enough" "But I am not done yet..." "No you're done. You said that my status are stable, and that means I don't have any dangerous life threatening problems." Celestia was finally done dressing up, and she licked her lips welcoming the crackers to her mouth. "I am still alive and kickin', and that's all I need to know." |
"Hateful feelings. Hurtful feelings. Unforgivable feelings. To face one's own feelings is akin to throwing oneself into a bottomless pit, or setting sail on an endless sea. You must not look there. You must not think about it. Though you search your soul on the dark, heaving waves, you must never look in that place." - Kusuriuri |
| After a full body evaluation and scan, Simon slipped on a standard issued outfit which consisted of a tight fitting shirt and pants that seemed to have been derived from reptilian scales, giving it a streamlined and flexible look. Simon closed his locker and headed towards the bathroom to wash his face and finish business. |
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| Gunn stumbled out his scales that were showing were a greyish color from lack of use and the cold, he mutters to himself "Damn i will never get used to the cold part" he then hears Q his AI state "Vitals are all good and your fire lung is full" , and soon after he heard that he felt a belch coming and let it out with a burst of flame, and he stated to Q "Next remind me not to eat before Cryo". He reaches his locker, and upon opening it up he grabs the jerky that has been preserved and eats it. Once he finishes he grabs his suit that controls his climate, being cold blooded he need to heat up soon, putting it on he cranks up the heat and soon the scales on the back of his neck that are showing become a light tan in color, signaling he is calm. He looks around from side to side to see who else is waking up, he hears the Ship command the meeting, he then quickly grabs his uniform and puts it on over his climate suit and gets dressed, the bars showing he was only the rank of warrant officer. Stepping back he turn and walks to the bathroom. once arraign he sees another soldier there washing his face as he walks up to a sink near by and looks in the mirror to make sure he looked some what presentable. Seeing his uniform he remember that he had his nickname/call-sign stitch on it. The flames with the one on it right about his call-sign. |
KahmuJun 29, 2013 1:21 PM
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| Jasper started seeing his 'team' of men and women popping out of their pods like daisies in the winter snow... tired and cold, he being the oh so caring and compassionate leader said "Listen up Ladies and Traps! You got 10 minutes to get it together, we a mission debriefing with Admiral himself... so get decent and move it!" Nurse remarked "Being as nice as usual it seems..." |
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| "That's rather harsh, Mr. Lovecraft." Heia piped up, passing by him to study Lucille more closely. She rubs her chin thoughtfully, popping a raisin in her mouth, leaning down to leer closely at the girl. Her back is in full view, some goosebumps still persistent. "Lucy?" she asked, tilting her head. She blinks as if in recognition, and engulfs the other woman in a hug. "I didn't know you'd embark for this, too!" she mumbles, voice muffled by the woman's hair and clothes. |
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| Lucille smirks. "Co-rrect~ Sorry to say but I probably won't ever get a promotion...makes my activities harder to keep classified~" Lucille's smile turns to Heia. "Heia! Long time no see~ How have you been?" She shouts, hugging her long time friend and patting her on the back. "Well you know what I always say: High risk, high reward~ Besides...I'm running out of targets and I REALLY need to practice." |
TamoballJun 29, 2013 3:04 PM
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| "Hmm~" playfully humming to herself a song, glanced right and left at the un-opened pods. Celestia was holding a permanent marker in her hand, and it seems like she was going to do some scrabbling on the doors of the pods but her attempt to do this childish prank was held back by the commander's call and the increasing number of awakened people. "Damn it..." She quickly adjusted herself and shoved the marker away in her locker. She took out frozen fruits and jerky and began stuffing them in her mouth one after one, being the food lover she is. |
"Hateful feelings. Hurtful feelings. Unforgivable feelings. To face one's own feelings is akin to throwing oneself into a bottomless pit, or setting sail on an endless sea. You must not look there. You must not think about it. Though you search your soul on the dark, heaving waves, you must never look in that place." - Kusuriuri |
| Satisfied with what he looks like Gunn turns in time to have to salute commander Lovecraft, in which he does. breaking the salute he heads back to his locker to grab his knife, sword and lance hilts or grip and his smg before stowing it onto his body around his hips and waist, all being plasma weapons they currently don't have blades showing. He notices a note on his lock stating that his GHA suit was in the hanger and has been upgraded and updated with a larger knife, sword, and lance as well as a newer model smg, and that he should retire his old equipment in the locker fro newer more updated gear. |
KahmuJun 29, 2013 4:34 PM
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| Upon hearing Commander Lovecraft's brief greeting. Simon finishes up his business in the restroom and walk towards the center crowd to see if he could make a conjecture of what was going on. He doesn't see any familiar faces, which spawns even more questions into his mind. Who are these people? I can't remember a single oen of their faces said for the Commander... Simon shook his head, trying to ignore the fact as he continued to walk through the crowd. |
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| "Good morning, K," a male AI said directly into her mind through Caithe's neural implants. "Uggghhhh... Morning Glyph," Caithe mumbled out loud as she slowly got out of her cryostasis tube. "Status?" "The Admiral has ordered that all personnel are to report the debriefing room[?]. Your equipment is in a nearby locker, shall I set a waypoint?" "No, it's alright Glyph, I'll find it on my own, but thanks," Caithe replied as she sluggishly made her way to her locker. As she put on her jacket with a skull with a number 4 on each shoulder, Glyph chimed in again. "K, your glucose levels are low, I advise that you replenish them as soon as possible. There are several well-lit rooms in the vicinity, shall I mark them on your map for future reference?" "Yes, please do. Anything else I should know?" as she asked in between sips from her provided water canister. "I would recommend not using your Kinesis until you have raised your glucose levels to acceptable levels to prevent complications. You also currently have over 500 unread emails, they have been prioritized based on importance." "Thank you Glyph," Caithe said as she placed in her contacts. She blinked a few times to get them adjusted and the virtual retinal display (VRD) activated, showing the name, rank, division, age, race, gender, and class next to everybody within her sight, along with other, non-relevant, side information. She had to admit, some of them seemed interesting. She walked up to the two listed as LTC and CMD and introduced herself with a sharp salute and a smile. "Warrant Officer Caithe Sylvari of Fourth Division, reporting for duty! |
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| Heia untangled herself from Lucille. She smiled softly at her unlikely friend. "You will make thing much, much more entertaining~." she whispered, mock-conspiraciously. She held a hint of a smirk on her lips. Then, a Cholorkin walked up to her and Jasper, saluting. She chuckled, extending her hand. "Lieutenant Heia Amsel. Nice to meet you." |
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| Gunn made his way to the area where he would eventually set off for the mission debrief with every one else. Looking around he can see that he is the only one of his kind due to seeing the lack of horns on others, causing his scale to turn a yellowish tint as with being on alert. |
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| "Times up Ladies and Traps! We're moving on to the Bridge, any latecomers will get an extra hour of PT with me! Let's move up and out!" called out Jasper. He made his way to the oversize lift that could easily hold almost 20 people, the others followed suit and they made their way to the Bridge //EXIT// |
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| "With that in mind, I think I'll go off and beat everyone to the bridge. We'll catch up later, Heia? Ciao~" She salutes sarcastically before climbing up a nearby ladder, using her telekinesis to fly herself up into a vent by using it on the ladder. There she climbs into the ventilation system and heads to the bridge. //EXIT// |
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| Heia chuckles to herself, making her way after Jasper. Everyone was chaotic upon waking up. "Engel. Store a back-up with everyone's faces on my memory. Search them up and provide me everything there is to know about them. Hack if you must. I want to know my men and women." she commands the AI softly, her voice a mere whisper almost no one could grasp. She had bid her time in looking at everyone's apparel - with an eagle vision, it was a laughably easy task. "Aye aye ma'am! Running a basic search through military records now. Once the look-up is complete, I'll dig deeper into each person's records of pre-army by running a scan of their civilian records on local homeland." "Don't forget to cover your tracks." //exit// |
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| Celestia roamed around taking quick looks and glances at the people present, with 'burning the calories I just ate' as a knowingly poor excuse. Normally her ears and lip piercings would have stood out because of it's uncivilized proprieties, but due the fact there was several kinds of races with several kinds looks hanging around, Celestia considred herself to look fairly normal compared to most or at less some of them. Upon the commander's call, she adjusted her jacket and inserted her hands in her pockets. "A composed face like from a Movie Star~ an awesome Rock Star~ blows away the competition~! ...We’re modern strange cowboys" She singed in a low yet cheerful voice while walking her way to the bridge. Excited, isn't she? //EXIT// |
"Hateful feelings. Hurtful feelings. Unforgivable feelings. To face one's own feelings is akin to throwing oneself into a bottomless pit, or setting sail on an endless sea. You must not look there. You must not think about it. Though you search your soul on the dark, heaving waves, you must never look in that place." - Kusuriuri |
| Caithe took Heia's hand and shook it but was promptly ignored by the Commander. As they made their move to the bridge, Glyph chimed in. "K, it seems like someone is attempting to gain access to your personal records, shall I attempt to stop them?" Caithe thought for a bit. "Set up dummy systems and counter with basic ECCM (electronic counter countermeasures)," she replied quietly with a smirk. "If they're good enough to get through that and crack the organization's database, let them have it. I mean, if we can only get small scraps from them, they deserve it." "As you wish," Glyph replied. //EXIT// |
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| Gunn Follows everyone out and heads for the bridge. Q humming away in his head, he didn't care. once on the elevator he feels him self going up //EXIT// |
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| Simon was trying to make his way through the wave of men and women attempting to reach their destination until suddenly, and almost unanimously, everyone made their way to the briefing room. Simon gave out a large sigh and relinquished his attempt to search for clues, and began to walk along with the rest of crowd. Maybe I'll be able to find some indication of why I can't remember much at the briefing room. He thought to himself as he proceeded along. //EXIT// |
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