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Alarms and sirens blared as the Belisian frigate fired again, rocking the hull of the Vindicator with a fresh salvo of cannon shells. The Vindicator was a fearsome beast, fully armed and armoured like the rest of the Vaimese vanguard, but when the Aurelia and Gladius had collided into each other and became lost to the skies in a single catastrophic explosion, the Belisian airship wasted no time in seizing the advantage and disabling the Vindicator's most powerful weapons with their very first strike. Now a fighting retreat was all it could manage with a rapidly dwindling supply of air-to-air missiles, but the Belisian's point defence lasers were impenetrable.
"I don't care if they're not getting through, just keep firing!" the captain of the Vindicator shouted as he slammed his fist down on the console, ignoring the steadily growing number of damage reports piling up on its screen. "We're not going down without a fight!"
"Sir, they've got snipers on deck," a panicked voice came through the console. "They're aiming straight at m-"
A loud thud was heard before the transmission was cut off.
"Helmsman. Helmsman! Talk to me damn it, what is going on?!"
As soon as the captain spoke however, a metallic ping rang throughout the air in the combat information centre of the frigate and a crewmate dropped to the ground with a hole in his head. Yet another ping sounded and another body dropped, and the captain stared with horror as he saw two bullet holes punched through the wall. Nothing short of a railgun should have been capable of piercing the Vindicator's hull like that, unless...
"They have prana users," the captain muttered before he threw himself to the floor and shouted. "Everyone get down!"
As everyone in the room followed suit, a moment of silence filled the air until a new voice sounded from the console.
"Captain Marcellus, can you hear me?" Lucina asked as she stood at the helm, ignoring the ki reinforced bullets bouncing off her armour while the helmsman of the Vindicator lay dead at her feet. One of the rounds struck squarely against her jaw, but did little more than rattle her teeth as it fell to the ground, flattened from the impact. Was this the best the famed knights of Belisio had to offer?
"Yes," Marcellus responded through the console. "Is that you lady Lucina?"
"Naturally."
"Terra be praised, I thought we'd lost you to the explosion. What's the situation at the helm?"
In truth, it was the explosion that saved Lucina as it propelled her towards the Gladius, allowing her to use it as a springboard to leap onto the deck of the Vindicator. Were it not for such fortuitous timing, she would have fallen to the depths of the sky along with her namesake ship. Her helmet and battleaxe were also gone, but at the very least she still had her sword, armour and one remaining crewmate she managed to rescue from the collision.
"Unfortunately, I could not save your helmsman, but I've brought another," Lucina replied before turning towards the door of the wheelhouse. "Lad, come and take the controls. I will protect you from any harm."
"Yes, domina," the helmsman answered as he approached the console in a crouch, trying to keep his head low for fear of Belisian bullets.
"So what would you have us do now?" Marcellus asked.
Lucina closed her eyes for a moment as she considered pursuing her foe, Tyrhallan Venray. To the ends of Ith and beyond if need be. Someday, she thought before responding, "Full retreat. Divert all power to the engines and address any damages that can be immediately repaired. If your caster is still alive, tell them to let go of the storm and focus on defence. We are leaving this sky."
"Is there nothing we can do to fight back?"
The disappointment was palpable in the captain's voice, but Lucina remained firm as she replied, "You have your orders, Marcellus. Our duty is done here, now the rest is up to my grandfather. Let us quit the field while we still can."
"... Understood, it shall be so."
And with that, Lucina shot a final defiant glare at the Belisian frigate in the distance as the Vindicator turned about and flew away with a burst of jet propulsive force. As it departed, so too did the storm, revealing a dark shadow in the depths of the sky.
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The refugees cheered as they watched the last Vaimese frigate turn tail and run. Nena would have joined them, but the exhaustion from taking control of the storm earlier was now setting in and all she could do was utter a weak 'yay' before resting her head against Petra's neck.
She had thought of taking the refugees to Presper while the battle was going on, but now that it was over, she steered Petra towards the Incorruptible so that the tattooed girl might receive treatment in the medical station on board. The doctor had done all he could to slow the bleeding from her wounds, but without the right equipment there was simply nothing more he could do and the girl's life was still on the line.
Just as Nena was approaching the airship however, a knight armed with a rifle and mounted on a dragon flew from its deck to meet her.
"I am Senior Knight Firenze of the Vanguard battalion," he said as he arrived. "I was told to watch for your approach. I'm also here to escort the refugees to safety, but I can see you've already made a head start. I commend you for saving these people."
"Wasn't me who did the saving, chief," Nena replied as she jerked a thumb behind her. "Girl's your hero right there and she needs medical attention asap."
"Then let us make haste."
Without further ado, Nena landed her mount on the deck of the Incorruptible and helped the refugees lower the tattooed girl from the roc's back. Firenze followed a moment after as he dropped down from the sky and landed just beside them.
"Allow me," he said as he slung his rifle over his shoulder and reached up with both hands.
"Don't drop her," Nena said as she dismounted, watching as the smuggler and doctor gently lowered the tattooed girl into the knight's waiting arms. "She saved me too, y'know."
Without so much as a hint of effort, Firenze received the girl's limp and almost lifeless body in a bridal carry and turned towards Nena as he responded, "If her condition is stable enough, I will personally deliver her to the capital where she will receive the highest level of care. This I swear."
"I'll hold you to it."
As the knight led the refugees to the medical station to be treated, Nena made her way back to her post on the bridge where she walked in on an unexpectedly sombre atmosphere. Instead of celebrating their victory over the Vaimese invaders, the captain of the Incorruptible and everyone else in the room looked as though they had lost instead.
"What's going on, boss?" Nena asked as she entered.
"That," the captain replied as he pointed at the console, indicating a radar screen with dots in almost every available space. "Our sensors couldn't see them because of the storm. Gaia's mercy, they're practically right on top of us now."
"Not on top, sir," the female officer with the glasses replied as she tapped at a negative number in the thousands on the screen. "Below. They're travelling through the deep sky."
And with those words, Nena felt her stomach drop as she realized what she was looking at. What she had inadvertently helped to achieve by extending the storm towards the enemy vanguard. The main body of the Vaimese war fleet was now within the borders of Belisio and though the battle had been won, the war was only just beginning.
"I don't care if they're not getting through, just keep firing!" the captain of the Vindicator shouted as he slammed his fist down on the console, ignoring the steadily growing number of damage reports piling up on its screen. "We're not going down without a fight!"
"Sir, they've got snipers on deck," a panicked voice came through the console. "They're aiming straight at m-"
A loud thud was heard before the transmission was cut off.
"Helmsman. Helmsman! Talk to me damn it, what is going on?!"
As soon as the captain spoke however, a metallic ping rang throughout the air in the combat information centre of the frigate and a crewmate dropped to the ground with a hole in his head. Yet another ping sounded and another body dropped, and the captain stared with horror as he saw two bullet holes punched through the wall. Nothing short of a railgun should have been capable of piercing the Vindicator's hull like that, unless...
"They have prana users," the captain muttered before he threw himself to the floor and shouted. "Everyone get down!"
As everyone in the room followed suit, a moment of silence filled the air until a new voice sounded from the console.
"Captain Marcellus, can you hear me?" Lucina asked as she stood at the helm, ignoring the ki reinforced bullets bouncing off her armour while the helmsman of the Vindicator lay dead at her feet. One of the rounds struck squarely against her jaw, but did little more than rattle her teeth as it fell to the ground, flattened from the impact. Was this the best the famed knights of Belisio had to offer?
"Yes," Marcellus responded through the console. "Is that you lady Lucina?"
"Naturally."
"Terra be praised, I thought we'd lost you to the explosion. What's the situation at the helm?"
In truth, it was the explosion that saved Lucina as it propelled her towards the Gladius, allowing her to use it as a springboard to leap onto the deck of the Vindicator. Were it not for such fortuitous timing, she would have fallen to the depths of the sky along with her namesake ship. Her helmet and battleaxe were also gone, but at the very least she still had her sword, armour and one remaining crewmate she managed to rescue from the collision.
"Unfortunately, I could not save your helmsman, but I've brought another," Lucina replied before turning towards the door of the wheelhouse. "Lad, come and take the controls. I will protect you from any harm."
"Yes, domina," the helmsman answered as he approached the console in a crouch, trying to keep his head low for fear of Belisian bullets.
"So what would you have us do now?" Marcellus asked.
Lucina closed her eyes for a moment as she considered pursuing her foe, Tyrhallan Venray. To the ends of Ith and beyond if need be. Someday, she thought before responding, "Full retreat. Divert all power to the engines and address any damages that can be immediately repaired. If your caster is still alive, tell them to let go of the storm and focus on defence. We are leaving this sky."
"Is there nothing we can do to fight back?"
The disappointment was palpable in the captain's voice, but Lucina remained firm as she replied, "You have your orders, Marcellus. Our duty is done here, now the rest is up to my grandfather. Let us quit the field while we still can."
"... Understood, it shall be so."
And with that, Lucina shot a final defiant glare at the Belisian frigate in the distance as the Vindicator turned about and flew away with a burst of jet propulsive force. As it departed, so too did the storm, revealing a dark shadow in the depths of the sky.
@deia876lat
The refugees cheered as they watched the last Vaimese frigate turn tail and run. Nena would have joined them, but the exhaustion from taking control of the storm earlier was now setting in and all she could do was utter a weak 'yay' before resting her head against Petra's neck.
She had thought of taking the refugees to Presper while the battle was going on, but now that it was over, she steered Petra towards the Incorruptible so that the tattooed girl might receive treatment in the medical station on board. The doctor had done all he could to slow the bleeding from her wounds, but without the right equipment there was simply nothing more he could do and the girl's life was still on the line.
Just as Nena was approaching the airship however, a knight armed with a rifle and mounted on a dragon flew from its deck to meet her.
"I am Senior Knight Firenze of the Vanguard battalion," he said as he arrived. "I was told to watch for your approach. I'm also here to escort the refugees to safety, but I can see you've already made a head start. I commend you for saving these people."
"Wasn't me who did the saving, chief," Nena replied as she jerked a thumb behind her. "Girl's your hero right there and she needs medical attention asap."
"Then let us make haste."
Without further ado, Nena landed her mount on the deck of the Incorruptible and helped the refugees lower the tattooed girl from the roc's back. Firenze followed a moment after as he dropped down from the sky and landed just beside them.
"Allow me," he said as he slung his rifle over his shoulder and reached up with both hands.
"Don't drop her," Nena said as she dismounted, watching as the smuggler and doctor gently lowered the tattooed girl into the knight's waiting arms. "She saved me too, y'know."
Without so much as a hint of effort, Firenze received the girl's limp and almost lifeless body in a bridal carry and turned towards Nena as he responded, "If her condition is stable enough, I will personally deliver her to the capital where she will receive the highest level of care. This I swear."
"I'll hold you to it."
As the knight led the refugees to the medical station to be treated, Nena made her way back to her post on the bridge where she walked in on an unexpectedly sombre atmosphere. Instead of celebrating their victory over the Vaimese invaders, the captain of the Incorruptible and everyone else in the room looked as though they had lost instead.
"What's going on, boss?" Nena asked as she entered.
"That," the captain replied as he pointed at the console, indicating a radar screen with dots in almost every available space. "Our sensors couldn't see them because of the storm. Gaia's mercy, they're practically right on top of us now."
"Not on top, sir," the female officer with the glasses replied as she tapped at a negative number in the thousands on the screen. "Below. They're travelling through the deep sky."
And with those words, Nena felt her stomach drop as she realized what she was looking at. What she had inadvertently helped to achieve by extending the storm towards the enemy vanguard. The main body of the Vaimese war fleet was now within the borders of Belisio and though the battle had been won, the war was only just beginning.
I don't know what to say, guys, but thanks. I guess I was being needlessly dramatic after all. I just thought that I was acting like a stereotypically bad gm whose plans got derailed, so I was afraid that I pretty much ruined the fun for everyone. Still, I'll try to be more mindful of my behavior in the future and remember that the roleplay is as much for your enjoyment as it is mine. Anyways, moving on.
@Omni5876, you've contributed a lot, don't sell yourself short. The rankings, the way magic works for mages (which I think you describe a lot better than I do), what the airships are like, none of those things were really thought out that much until you brought up the question. If you'd like to contribute more though, I think you could do what @deia876lat does and just tie your ideas directly into your posts or just talk about them, either here or in a pm. As long as they don't contradict the established lore, any additions are more than welcome. For example, I'd be interested to know more about the Shooting Stars and its individual members, or maybe even see them in action. Flesh them out a bit more, you know? That'll be something for sure.
@deia876lat, you and Omni are free to continue posting after I take my break. As a matter of fact, I'll be looking forward to it, considering what's going to happen next after I post tomorrow (or the day after). It's probably going to be a long one, I'll mention a bit about Ellis getting dropped off in a way that explains how she ends up at the same place as Arn if that's okay.
@Omni5876, you've contributed a lot, don't sell yourself short. The rankings, the way magic works for mages (which I think you describe a lot better than I do), what the airships are like, none of those things were really thought out that much until you brought up the question. If you'd like to contribute more though, I think you could do what @deia876lat does and just tie your ideas directly into your posts or just talk about them, either here or in a pm. As long as they don't contradict the established lore, any additions are more than welcome. For example, I'd be interested to know more about the Shooting Stars and its individual members, or maybe even see them in action. Flesh them out a bit more, you know? That'll be something for sure.
@deia876lat, you and Omni are free to continue posting after I take my break. As a matter of fact, I'll be looking forward to it, considering what's going to happen next after I post tomorrow (or the day after). It's probably going to be a long one, I'll mention a bit about Ellis getting dropped off in a way that explains how she ends up at the same place as Arn if that's okay.
I seriously dropped the ball on this, haven't I?
I'm sorry for all the confusion I caused, guys. This only happened because I failed to communicate clearly and I think it's because I was trying to avoid spoiling future events or give disappointing answers, but in doing so I've only ended up causing some misunderstandings.
@Omni5876, as I mentioned to you already in our pm, while I did say that the battle is coming to an end, I should have made it clear from the start that it wasn't over quite yet due to the 3rd frigate still being in the fight. More than that however, when you did move things to the hospital scene (before editing it out), I should have just run with it instead of acting on impulse to, as I saw it, correct a mistake. I think that if a gm did that to me, I'd be more hesitant about what I write in future posts and I hate that kind of atmosphere. Worse still if I'm that gm, so what I want to say is that you did nothing wrong and I apologize if I made you feel like you did.
Furthermore, when you mentioned continuing to post interactions with @deia876lat after my break, truthfully I wanted to say no, but I didn't want it come off as a flat out rejection so I gave a half assed answer instead while assuming that these interactions would be occurring within the frame of the current scene. I assumed incorrectly which has resulted in this entire mess. To make up for it in some small way, you two are free to continue posting in my absence if you wish.
As for @deia876lat, I should have mentioned what was going on far sooner than I did. I'm guessing you were already writing your post when I pmed you and now with all that's happened, you might need to rewrite the whole thing. Then again however, that's just me assuming things again so all I can say is that I'm sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused.
To anyone else reading this, I know this whole thing seems like it should be in a pm, but I want everyone who's willing to participate in the roleplay to know what they're getting themselves into. I can't say that I'm the most competent gm, but I want to do the right thing and learn from my mistakes, and more importantly improve as a result. So please, let me know if I'm doing something wrong and I promise to do better.
@Omni5876, as I mentioned to you already in our pm, while I did say that the battle is coming to an end, I should have made it clear from the start that it wasn't over quite yet due to the 3rd frigate still being in the fight. More than that however, when you did move things to the hospital scene (before editing it out), I should have just run with it instead of acting on impulse to, as I saw it, correct a mistake. I think that if a gm did that to me, I'd be more hesitant about what I write in future posts and I hate that kind of atmosphere. Worse still if I'm that gm, so what I want to say is that you did nothing wrong and I apologize if I made you feel like you did.
Furthermore, when you mentioned continuing to post interactions with @deia876lat after my break, truthfully I wanted to say no, but I didn't want it come off as a flat out rejection so I gave a half assed answer instead while assuming that these interactions would be occurring within the frame of the current scene. I assumed incorrectly which has resulted in this entire mess. To make up for it in some small way, you two are free to continue posting in my absence if you wish.
As for @deia876lat, I should have mentioned what was going on far sooner than I did. I'm guessing you were already writing your post when I pmed you and now with all that's happened, you might need to rewrite the whole thing. Then again however, that's just me assuming things again so all I can say is that I'm sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused.
To anyone else reading this, I know this whole thing seems like it should be in a pm, but I want everyone who's willing to participate in the roleplay to know what they're getting themselves into. I can't say that I'm the most competent gm, but I want to do the right thing and learn from my mistakes, and more importantly improve as a result. So please, let me know if I'm doing something wrong and I promise to do better.
I can wait until your characters finish talking to each other. Basically the idea is that we're at the end of the 'first chapter' of the story, so to speak, so I want to tie things up neatly before moving onto the next.
I think it'd be better to focus on the interaction between Tyrhallan and Arn for now. There's just one more post I want to make before we wrap things up for this scene.
Both of you have better English than some primary speakers I know. If it helps though, one thing I do is to read my own writing after finishing a post and ask myself if I'm satisfied with what I've got. If the answer is no then I edit until the answer becomes yes. Most of the time, these edits are just small things that no one else but myself will notice, but that's okay because I feel like it helps me improve as a writer so I can do better by the next post. I assume that's just what everyone does though, so ignore me if you do this already.
Thanks and I just want to say, I'm really glad you and @Omni5876 joined my roleplay in the first place. It's been more fun and exciting than I ever hoped it would be, and I hope it continues to be in the future. I'm honestly just really grateful that this whole thing even took off at all, so thank you both sincerely.
Hey @deia876lat, is it all right if I move Ellis around a bit in my post? Given that she's unconscious and all. I'll edit my post if there's anything you don't like.
Also, I should probably mention that I'm starting to get a little burnt out, so after my next post I think I'll take a week long break to update the lore, catch up on any questions I might have missed and maybe put up a new interest check thread. Everyone cool with that?
Also, I should probably mention that I'm starting to get a little burnt out, so after my next post I think I'll take a week long break to update the lore, catch up on any questions I might have missed and maybe put up a new interest check thread. Everyone cool with that?
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