[b][u] Star Port City of Pavliu Neon Tipsy Bar, Upper levels [/u][/b] Caris had taken notice of the Schäferkin pack making a bit of a ruckus in the bar right before the janari bar patron had bumped into him. If the stereotypes had any truth to it, he had best leave before the pack caused one hell of a bar scuffle, He took one last gulp of his liquor before walking to the bartender, dropping a full pocket's worth of credits on the counter. "Keep the change." he said as he turned and made his leave to the elevator. The way down was more harder then the way up, he knew all too well, as soon as he left the building, he'll be sent back into the fray, fighting on behalf of the tarin corporations, who in actuality didn't even deserve the Federation's aid, but orders were orders, and despite their rather distasteful "allies", this local conflict was apart of something much greater, and the Concordat had to stopped, one way or another....But, that wasn't the only think that Caris was fighting for, as he waited, he looked down to his left pocket, digging his hand through as he pulled out a small holo-device, with the push of a small button, a holo-display of a family of four Ishkaans materialized, two young ishkaan, a small boy and an older girl, a woman and Caris himself. ---------------------- [b][u] Aurolia Capital City of Tanis Two Years ago [/u][/b] Today was quite a busy day then normal for the Tanis Starport, for today was the deployment of a new wave of reinforcements for the forces fighting on Tarin, a dark and saddened day for many, news then was not exactly positive, the civil war was a bloody stalemate, but favored the Miner's Union and their Conk masters. At the very back of the masses of soldiers and other personnel lining up to board the transport ships, was Caris himself bending down to a young ishkaan boy, around the age of five, behind him was a girl, older then the younger boy by three years and a woman around the same age as Caris. "Don't worry, It'll only be for a little while." Caris reassured his children, both holding back the tears. "Your Dad's gonna go save a lot of people, So cheer me on, ok?" The younger child unfortunately couldn't hold in his tears, sniffling and tears running down his face, the same happened with the girl and the mother, she too couldn't help but fear for her husbands life. "Ok..." the child responded." "I'll be fine! I'll be sure to talk to you guys through holos." He assured his family, wiping away a tear from his son's cheek. "Come on, give your old dad a goodbye huge!" He widened his arms as his children, without hesitation, rushed into his arms as they embraced him hard, and him back. After they were done, he rose up and gave his wife a long huge, and shared an intimate kiss. "I love you." he whispered into her ear. He grabbed his bag and turned to the quickly dwindling masses as they herded into the transports, quickly hopping aboard one. Caris turned and took one finally glance towards his family, waving each other goodbye as the doors slide close, the ship lifting off to orbit, shipping him to and his comrades to war. ---------------------- [b][u] Present Day Aboard the Assault Carrier [i]New Dawn[/i] Hanger Bay Alpha [/u][/b] [img]http://www.igorstshirts.com/blog/conceptships/2016/mike_hill/mike_hill_09.jpg[/img] Another Day, another battle...over a hundred soldiers of varying species stood at attention as Lieutenant Colonel Caris Vakir, putting on his war face, putting aside his doubts and ready to meet the enemy once more in battle, and not repeat the mistakes not long ago, he must not falter and must win the day, for Aurolia, and most importantly, his family. "Alright boys and girls." He loudly spoke up. "Our Battalion just received a new assignment from High Command. We're to leave for the surface again, and reinforce a Guild forward base in the contested City of Nishir." Captain Vakir paused for a brief moment, taking a deep breath. "The Conks and their puppets are on the move again. Last time the FOB barely managed to hold 'em back a few days ago, now they're breaking under the pressure, and it's up to the 81st Battalion to save their asses. " The captain paused once more as he scanned his troops, seeing both young eagerness, to fear. "Ready to give the Conks hell?" "Sir! Yes, sir!" They responded in unison. "Bullshit! I SAID DO YOU WANT TO GIVE THEM HELL??!?!" He screamed out, pumping up his troops with pure adrenaline. "SIR! YES, SIR!" they responded in an even louder tone. "That's more like it." He grinned, as just right behind him, several Hasik Dropships lowering their rear ramps. "81st, move out!" And with that they rushed towards the dropships, climbing up the ramps and taking their selected seats and strapping themselves in, Caris following behind, slowing down a moment as he took a deep breath, silently praying to whatever god can hear him and be kept safe on this day. He quietly hopped in one of the ships as the ramps rose up and closed shut, taking the last vacant seat in the back, and braced himself as he felt the humming of the engines starting to life, slowly lifting off and into the empty vacuum of space, quickly following behind his ship, the rest of the 81st dropships dropped, a dozen dropships in total. The dropships soon moved close into a delta formation as they made their descent towards the moon.