Innue said
Tatsua you should help my with my block :(
I'm busy melting, sorry.
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Space near Dacyira
ON BOARD THE LITTLE PRINCESS
Captain Integra was sitting, lounging tiredly in the Captain's Cabin where nobody could disturb her, when she suddenly hears a gruff voice from her communicator-
"Captain, we've got something on the long-ranged sensors. You might want to check this out."
The young Captain rolls her eyes, but doesn't ignore the suggestion. If Lonning said something was big, it wasn't anything that should be overlooked. After a few moments, she activates her private monitor and takes a look into the Bridge, revealing a huddle of figures around the radar monitors. A burly, dark-skinned man stands next to the Captain's chair, and turns to face the monitor when she appears-
"I hope I'm not disturbing your...beauty sleep, Captain, but it looks like something is heading towards the site of that last haul."
Integra's disappointment is obvious in the slight frown on her expression, but she presses on regardless-
"And? So, they took longer than we thought to find out about it, what's the big deal?"
"Well, that's what we thought until we checked its designation. "Gold Transport.""
Now, Integra's interest was rising quickly. She stands up and grabs her Captain's jacket, talking to Lonning the entire way.
"So...what? It's some really, really bad trap?"
"If it's a trap, it's a very well hidden one. Our sensors can't detect any other ships nearby or following, and the ship itself is completely unarmed. But they're definitely trying to lure us in..." Lonning trails off. He knew the Captain well enough to know how this would turn out, so he didn't even have to hear her response to know it was time to move out. Still, out of respect for the young lady, he allows a few moments for her to relay her orders...
"Start up the engines, if they go around asking for pirates, who are we to judge. Who knows, maybe they think they can appease us with fifty tons of gold. More likely, they want their little presents back."
Dacyira Space
PIRATE TERRITORY
For a good portion of a minute, the Little Princess had been watching the small transport shuttle from a safe distance, until finally they opened communications. This time, the one who talked was Lonning, while the Captain dressed herself, brushed her teeth and fixed her hair. Lonning was a practical man, but not one without experience, he knew that trying to rush a woman was never a good idea. Especially if they could have you airlocked at any moment.
So, when the communications line was eventually created, the face that appeared on screen was not the young Captain, but instead her subordinate.
"Alright, you've got me. I've seen my fair share or transport ships in my life, carrying things ranging from slaves to nuclear warheads. So tell me, what brings a lonely little Gold Transport Shuttle all the way out here, and why should I care?"
ON BOARD THE LITTLE PRINCESS
Captain Integra was sitting, lounging tiredly in the Captain's Cabin where nobody could disturb her, when she suddenly hears a gruff voice from her communicator-
"Captain, we've got something on the long-ranged sensors. You might want to check this out."
The young Captain rolls her eyes, but doesn't ignore the suggestion. If Lonning said something was big, it wasn't anything that should be overlooked. After a few moments, she activates her private monitor and takes a look into the Bridge, revealing a huddle of figures around the radar monitors. A burly, dark-skinned man stands next to the Captain's chair, and turns to face the monitor when she appears-
"I hope I'm not disturbing your...beauty sleep, Captain, but it looks like something is heading towards the site of that last haul."
Integra's disappointment is obvious in the slight frown on her expression, but she presses on regardless-
"And? So, they took longer than we thought to find out about it, what's the big deal?"
"Well, that's what we thought until we checked its designation. "Gold Transport.""
Now, Integra's interest was rising quickly. She stands up and grabs her Captain's jacket, talking to Lonning the entire way.
"So...what? It's some really, really bad trap?"
"If it's a trap, it's a very well hidden one. Our sensors can't detect any other ships nearby or following, and the ship itself is completely unarmed. But they're definitely trying to lure us in..." Lonning trails off. He knew the Captain well enough to know how this would turn out, so he didn't even have to hear her response to know it was time to move out. Still, out of respect for the young lady, he allows a few moments for her to relay her orders...
"Start up the engines, if they go around asking for pirates, who are we to judge. Who knows, maybe they think they can appease us with fifty tons of gold. More likely, they want their little presents back."
Dacyira Space
PIRATE TERRITORY
For a good portion of a minute, the Little Princess had been watching the small transport shuttle from a safe distance, until finally they opened communications. This time, the one who talked was Lonning, while the Captain dressed herself, brushed her teeth and fixed her hair. Lonning was a practical man, but not one without experience, he knew that trying to rush a woman was never a good idea. Especially if they could have you airlocked at any moment.
So, when the communications line was eventually created, the face that appeared on screen was not the young Captain, but instead her subordinate.
"Alright, you've got me. I've seen my fair share or transport ships in my life, carrying things ranging from slaves to nuclear warheads. So tell me, what brings a lonely little Gold Transport Shuttle all the way out here, and why should I care?"
Space near Dacyira
PIRATE TERRITORY
"Primary systems green, Mercury-126 has cleared the second Moon without navigational error. Setting calibrations for FTL drive, all hands prep for passage into light speed."
A simple announcement that might seem commonplace on any simple transport vessel, outgoing from Dacyira with a shipment of basic ores and materials. Yet all the same, there was one group of people listening who took great interest in it. The captain of the vessel had no idea what he had done by transmitting this message, as his simple on-board computers could do nothing to alert him of the hidden enemy, listening in on his communications. A few moments pass with only the occasional noise of computers and chatter between the crew, when suddenly, a single light flickers. It was not a particularly ominous or frightening light, just an ordinary one that indicated communications were incoming.
Thinking that it was a message from the planet, perhaps some sort of go-ahead for FTL travel, the Captain presses down on the gently glowing button, calling for silence in the bridge as he quickly fixes up his hair for video communication. Suddenly, a face appears on the screen of the Captain's computer, but it wasn't even close to the face he had been expecting. It was the face of a girl.
"Yohooo? This is Captain Integra~ speaking! Captain of the Mercury-126, that transport vessel right there...yes, you! We should be showing up on your radar riiiiight...now!"
As if on cue, one of the technicians let out an audible gasp, panicking at the sight of what was approaching on his radar monitors. He begins stammering something out, but is promptly interrupted by "Captain Integra".
"So anyways, we're here to steal your cargo. Your goods or your life, and such. Although, we'll be grabbing your goods anyways, so you might as well just surrender. See you soon!"
As abruptly as it arrived, the communications line closes. The bridge is silent for a few moments while the crew and captain take in what they had just heard, but pretty soon there was no way they could keep silent. One of the technicians, who had been watching the radar vigorously since the pirate ship had appeared, suddenly let out a cry.
"S-Sir! They're charging their weapons at us!"
Meanwhile, on the Little Princess...
"Well, how did I do Pluto? Was I ferocious enough? Do you think I struck fear into their hearts?"
"No, Captain, I'm quite certain that it was the cannons that frightened them, not the little girl winking at them over their com line."
If Integra was disappointed by this revelation, she didn't show it. Instead, she laughs loudly at the whole thing, before redirecting her attention to the monitors in front of her. Magnified on screen was "Mercury-126", a transport vessel that they had barely caught trying to pass out of their territory. At first, they had assumed it was just any ordinary transport shuttle, bringing resources out from the mining colonies on Dacyira. However, as she had just heard from Pluto, there was something about these readings that was abnormal.
This transport ship was armed.
Now, that isn't to say that transport vessels were always unarmed, but it seemed strange to go to such lengths to protect a shipment of petty ore, as it seemed they were carrying. So here they were, leaving their hiding spot behind the moon to descend upon their poor, oblivious victim from above (relatively speaking). At Integra's orders, their weapons were fully charged and targeting the enemy's engines, to prevent them from escaping at lightspeed.
Integra takes in a deep breath, letting her excitement from before calm down as she prepared to give her next command-
"Fire on their Engines with the primary guns, take them out before they can try to escape!" Her voice was steady and decisive, a tone that the men had grown to expect from the daughter of that person. With a unified cheer from the weapons crew, a large indicator appears on Integra's screen, showing her the results of her orders. The main guns had fired flawlessly, carving a brilliant line through the dark sky as they accurately ripped through the Mercury's engines. She could see where the great beams had torn through their target's hull, breaching the vulnerable areas around the engines and disabling them completely.
There was another cheer from the weapons crew, this time accompanied by cries of "Direct hit!", "Nailed 'em!" and "Yahtzee!" One person, a woman apparently in her early thirties, looks up from her monitor and calls up to their Captain-
"Captain! The enemy is attempting to hail us, but we've jammed their communications!"
"Very good, inform the crew that we are to board momentarily. Weapons crew, use the precision laser to take out the enemy's turrets! Helmsman, bring us into boarding range! Somebody open communications with Lieutenant Lonning, tell him that he and his boys can strip whatever they want from the ship once we've boarded. I want us out of that junk in an hour, tops, before the chumps back at home realize what's going on!"
The operation continued as planned, despite the on board resistance. The first pirates to board had been in for a shock, as what they had assumed to be a defenceless transport crew had an organized security force, ready to repel their attack every inch of the way. With a little bit of hacking, however, the crew of the Little Princess managed to subdue the security force with few losses, and quickly took control of the ship. This wouldn't be the last surprise ol' Mercury-126 had for them, however, as they would find out when they finally reached the cargo bay to find-
"Ummm...hey Pluto, this isn't Iron, is it?"
"No, Captain, I don't believe it is."
PIRATE TERRITORY
"Primary systems green, Mercury-126 has cleared the second Moon without navigational error. Setting calibrations for FTL drive, all hands prep for passage into light speed."
A simple announcement that might seem commonplace on any simple transport vessel, outgoing from Dacyira with a shipment of basic ores and materials. Yet all the same, there was one group of people listening who took great interest in it. The captain of the vessel had no idea what he had done by transmitting this message, as his simple on-board computers could do nothing to alert him of the hidden enemy, listening in on his communications. A few moments pass with only the occasional noise of computers and chatter between the crew, when suddenly, a single light flickers. It was not a particularly ominous or frightening light, just an ordinary one that indicated communications were incoming.
Thinking that it was a message from the planet, perhaps some sort of go-ahead for FTL travel, the Captain presses down on the gently glowing button, calling for silence in the bridge as he quickly fixes up his hair for video communication. Suddenly, a face appears on the screen of the Captain's computer, but it wasn't even close to the face he had been expecting. It was the face of a girl.
"Yohooo? This is Captain Integra~ speaking! Captain of the Mercury-126, that transport vessel right there...yes, you! We should be showing up on your radar riiiiight...now!"
As if on cue, one of the technicians let out an audible gasp, panicking at the sight of what was approaching on his radar monitors. He begins stammering something out, but is promptly interrupted by "Captain Integra".
"So anyways, we're here to steal your cargo. Your goods or your life, and such. Although, we'll be grabbing your goods anyways, so you might as well just surrender. See you soon!"
As abruptly as it arrived, the communications line closes. The bridge is silent for a few moments while the crew and captain take in what they had just heard, but pretty soon there was no way they could keep silent. One of the technicians, who had been watching the radar vigorously since the pirate ship had appeared, suddenly let out a cry.
"S-Sir! They're charging their weapons at us!"
Meanwhile, on the Little Princess...
"Well, how did I do Pluto? Was I ferocious enough? Do you think I struck fear into their hearts?"
"No, Captain, I'm quite certain that it was the cannons that frightened them, not the little girl winking at them over their com line."
If Integra was disappointed by this revelation, she didn't show it. Instead, she laughs loudly at the whole thing, before redirecting her attention to the monitors in front of her. Magnified on screen was "Mercury-126", a transport vessel that they had barely caught trying to pass out of their territory. At first, they had assumed it was just any ordinary transport shuttle, bringing resources out from the mining colonies on Dacyira. However, as she had just heard from Pluto, there was something about these readings that was abnormal.
This transport ship was armed.
Now, that isn't to say that transport vessels were always unarmed, but it seemed strange to go to such lengths to protect a shipment of petty ore, as it seemed they were carrying. So here they were, leaving their hiding spot behind the moon to descend upon their poor, oblivious victim from above (relatively speaking). At Integra's orders, their weapons were fully charged and targeting the enemy's engines, to prevent them from escaping at lightspeed.
Integra takes in a deep breath, letting her excitement from before calm down as she prepared to give her next command-
"Fire on their Engines with the primary guns, take them out before they can try to escape!" Her voice was steady and decisive, a tone that the men had grown to expect from the daughter of that person. With a unified cheer from the weapons crew, a large indicator appears on Integra's screen, showing her the results of her orders. The main guns had fired flawlessly, carving a brilliant line through the dark sky as they accurately ripped through the Mercury's engines. She could see where the great beams had torn through their target's hull, breaching the vulnerable areas around the engines and disabling them completely.
There was another cheer from the weapons crew, this time accompanied by cries of "Direct hit!", "Nailed 'em!" and "Yahtzee!" One person, a woman apparently in her early thirties, looks up from her monitor and calls up to their Captain-
"Captain! The enemy is attempting to hail us, but we've jammed their communications!"
"Very good, inform the crew that we are to board momentarily. Weapons crew, use the precision laser to take out the enemy's turrets! Helmsman, bring us into boarding range! Somebody open communications with Lieutenant Lonning, tell him that he and his boys can strip whatever they want from the ship once we've boarded. I want us out of that junk in an hour, tops, before the chumps back at home realize what's going on!"
The operation continued as planned, despite the on board resistance. The first pirates to board had been in for a shock, as what they had assumed to be a defenceless transport crew had an organized security force, ready to repel their attack every inch of the way. With a little bit of hacking, however, the crew of the Little Princess managed to subdue the security force with few losses, and quickly took control of the ship. This wouldn't be the last surprise ol' Mercury-126 had for them, however, as they would find out when they finally reached the cargo bay to find-
"Ummm...hey Pluto, this isn't Iron, is it?"
"No, Captain, I don't believe it is."
Faction Type: Pirate
Leader: Captain Integra AKA "Stardust Princess"
Persons of Importance:
-Liuetenants Jeffery, Lonning and Kyouko.
-Officer Pluto (Mentor to Captain Integra)
-Officers Ed, Brink, Johnathan, Longtooth, Breakfast.
-Chief Engineer Don (Oversees repairs and general technology adviser.)
-"Doctor Miranda" (In charge of medical facilities, makes sure the crew is healthy.)
Military/Civilian Assets:
Captain Integra's warship and the flagship of the Starlight Reavers.
A top of the line cruiser gifted to Integra by her father for her sixteenth birthday, integrating bleeding edge human technology and pirate ingenuity into a single, heavily armed package. While not quite as impressive as her father's "Vimana", "Little Princess" sets itself apart from most warships with its extraordinary mobility and virtually unique stabilizing capabilities, allowing it to transition between open space, orbital and planetary warfare almost seamlessly. Even for a cruiser, Little Princess is armed to the teeth, making it a force to be reckoned with even when faced with far larger ships.
Mule Ships x8
(Two Larger, with two medium sized ships and four smaller ships.)
A small collection of starships of various sizes and shapes and very minor armaments, all designed for the purpose of hauling large amounts of cargo. These ships possess a limited crew and get by mostly through automation, but are usually Captained by a minor officer trusted to protect the loot and bring it back to the stash.
A well equipped, albeit hastily made hideout in an undisclosed location. With the way it has been constructed, it is extremely difficult to detect unless specifically targeted, and it is the location from which the Starlight Reavers are basing their operations in Dacyira. Also serves as a stash and communications center.
Brief History: The Starlight Reavers are an offshoot of an extremely successful and infamous organization of Space Pirates. Their Captain is the Daughter of the Captain of those pirates, who has set out into the stars to make a name for herself and loot what she can along the way.
Because it operates on the same ideas of the larger, almost nation-like organization it originates from, the pirates in the Starlight Reavers are surprisingly organized for a "band of rogues". As such, they are more effective than most pirates, which has combined with their powerful starship to make them a serious menace among the stars. Following the trail of colonists, they've discovered a piracy hotspot in the form of Dacyira, and are determined to make the system the very first part of their territory.
chukklehed said
I wonder how the rebels communicate with each other...
Talking.
Messages.
I'm about.
Konohagakure
Rebel Safehouse
Shizune stands on the balcony of her little hiding place, looking out over one of the more active streets of Konoha in peaceful silence. She was glad for the simple, ordinary lifestyles of the men and women bustling about below, as it brought a strange sort of peace to her aching heart. Behind her, she knew of at least one member of the rebellion, with whom she had just finished bidding farewell to. It was the man who had vouched for her when she arrived, mud splattered and distraught on the steps of Konohagakure. They took her here, ushering her into the village in secret so that she wouldn't be discovered by the empire. They heard her out, hearing how Kusagakure and those within it had fallen, and how she had silently escaped from the battle just when it seemed her time was finished.
He brought her here, to her very last safe haven, a place where she may be of some use to their cause. Together, the two of them watched the flames of Rebellion grow gradually hotter in the shadows of Konoha. When he died, she took his place among his peers, offering her advice and experience to all those within their ranks. She watched it grow with him in mind, until the time finally came when the flame could hide no longer. She knew that the time was approaching rapidly, when this new conflict would once again bring the fires of war to this nation.
*Knock Knock*
A loud noise pulls her out of her thoughts, bringing her attention back to where it was duly needed. Somebody wished to speak with her. After a single, longing glance back towards the street below, Shizune turns towards the source of the noise. She crosses the room at a casual pace, settling down onto a large cushion near the center of the room before raising her voice into the direction of whoever was at the door-
"Please, come in and take a seat."
Rebel Safehouse
Shizune stands on the balcony of her little hiding place, looking out over one of the more active streets of Konoha in peaceful silence. She was glad for the simple, ordinary lifestyles of the men and women bustling about below, as it brought a strange sort of peace to her aching heart. Behind her, she knew of at least one member of the rebellion, with whom she had just finished bidding farewell to. It was the man who had vouched for her when she arrived, mud splattered and distraught on the steps of Konohagakure. They took her here, ushering her into the village in secret so that she wouldn't be discovered by the empire. They heard her out, hearing how Kusagakure and those within it had fallen, and how she had silently escaped from the battle just when it seemed her time was finished.
He brought her here, to her very last safe haven, a place where she may be of some use to their cause. Together, the two of them watched the flames of Rebellion grow gradually hotter in the shadows of Konoha. When he died, she took his place among his peers, offering her advice and experience to all those within their ranks. She watched it grow with him in mind, until the time finally came when the flame could hide no longer. She knew that the time was approaching rapidly, when this new conflict would once again bring the fires of war to this nation.
*Knock Knock*
A loud noise pulls her out of her thoughts, bringing her attention back to where it was duly needed. Somebody wished to speak with her. After a single, longing glance back towards the street below, Shizune turns towards the source of the noise. She crosses the room at a casual pace, settling down onto a large cushion near the center of the room before raising her voice into the direction of whoever was at the door-
"Please, come in and take a seat."
Any rebel in Konoha is free to show up at Shizune's door. If nobody takes up my offer, I will just remain there until things start heating up.
Syn said
Did you come up with it? I don't remember. Your lewdness makes my memory foggy.
Yes I did, although the original could continue living as a perfect clone of herself rather than being reborn.
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