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Post by bruinfamer on Jan 23, 2009 14:47:12 GMT -5
Don sat upon his bridge of the Compliance, reading through the fleet's files. He had 120 Spacetroopers to his disposal, knowing that they would be used for Naval Purposes. The hologram of the planet in orbit, along with the fleet's position, laid out. Captain Welsch was checking the crew along the bridge, making sure everything was alright.
"Captain, any reports from the scouts?" inquired the Admiral.
"Negative, sir. Nothing yet. Also, sir, our scans have been completed on the fourth moon. No human life as far as we can tell." answered the Captain.
"Alright, keep me informed if anything is happening. In 30 minutes, I want every ship's captain on the holoprojector. It's time they met their Admiral." Don swung his chair back to the far reaches of space as scout fighters whizzed by and Captain Welsch began contacting the other ships.
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Post by bruinfamer on Jan 23, 2009 23:13:04 GMT -5
Admiral Don sat in his private chambers, sitting in front of the communications. On the screen appeared the Captains of the ships within the fleet.
"Greetings, Captains of the Fourth Fleet. This is Admiral Marka speaking. I have ordered this meeting on the behalf of our orders. I am here to tell you that we are to patrol the space of Yavin for any pirate activity, protect Republic Cargo Ships, and anything that can do harm to the affairs of the Republic. Now, I am sending each of you your primary objectives."
The Captains read the messages Don had sent then looked up. One of them started to talk.
"Admiral, we have little fighters though. What if anything big were to happen?" asked one of the Captains.
"Nothing big will happen. There is not a Navy that can outmatch us with our determined force. Numbers don't mean anything, Captain. With superior strength, we shall fulfill our primary duties. Any other questions?"
The Captains each responded in a no."Meeting dismissed. Carry on."
Don shut off the screen and leaned back in his chair. He kinda felt like this meeting was rather pointless but felt his Captains needed to know their primary duties in the fleet. Don arose from his chair and went to his bed, falling asleep.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 3, 2009 16:38:54 GMT -5
Arriving back onto the Compliance, Don walked down the ramp of the shuttle. The troopers were unloading their cargo and wounded soldiers. Captain Welsch walked up to Don and saluted him.
"Sir, are you alright?" asked the Captain.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Get the wounded to the medbays. Captain, send down engineers down to the surface and begin making a base down there." said the Admiral as he handed one of the crewmen his weaponry."Take this back to my room, put it on my bed."
"Yes, sir," said the crewman as he scurried away.
"Captain, walk with me to the bridge." said the Admiral. The Captain followed down to the lift as it began bringing them to the bridge.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 4, 2009 16:52:09 GMT -5
The two men arrived, the crew buzzing like ants in the tunnels. The Admiral followed Captain Welsch to the Holonet where it was showing the terrorist attack on Zeltros.
"Casualties?" asked Oron as he watched the mushroom cloud cover the palace.
"All dead sir, except for one. Not much intel about him, but we're working on it." said the Captain.
"Alright, I should Contact Admiral Celestial. Tell her what happened on Yavin and about the attacks."
The Captain nodded as Don began his walk towards the communications center.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 6, 2009 22:54:22 GMT -5
"What do you mean the communications are down? Is there something wrong with the signal?" said Don to the comms officer.
"I'm sorry sir, it's been acting up. We've been trying to fix it for hours..."
Don sighed as he turned to Captain Welsch, who was taking notes."Prepare my ship. We're heading to Endor to meet with Admiral Celestial. Bring the intel boys with us and show them what we found."
"Yes, Admiral."
Within 30 minutes, Don had arrived at the hangar with Ozzy's team. They would act as Don's guard once they enter the RNS Bravery. Don's personal ship left the Compliance, escorted by two fighters, and blasted off into hyperspace. Captain Welsch was now in charge.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 17, 2009 10:10:52 GMT -5
Arriving out of hyperspace, the YT-1300, which Don had named along the way, Mandalore's Fist, orbited in front of the fleet above Yavin IV. The two fighters were at the ship's sides as Don began the approach on the Compliance. Opening the boarding ramp, Ozzy's team left first then Don followed soon after. Captain Welsch waited for the Admiral and saluted Don as he approached the Captain.
"Welcome back, Admiral. You have a nice trip?"
"Indeed, Captain. We finally have a location on the droid base. It's gonna be a tough nut to crack, though. Admiral Celestial will be leading the space assault, while we'll be leading the ground assault." the Admiral said as he began walking out of the hangar bay, followed by the Captain.
"Sir, you are aware we lack in troops, right?" said the Captain as he caught up to Don.
Don turned around and looked at the Captain straight in the eye."Numbers don't mean shit, Captain. Trust me, I've survived surmountable odds during the Mandalorian Wars." After saying this, the memories of the war brought back horrific memories of Don's war experience. He quickly shook his head to get out of it.
"Admiral, are you alright?" said the Captain.
"Yes, Welsch. I'm fine. Sorry for bursting a bubble on you. Now, Admiral Celestial gave me schematics of her Reaper Squadron, an elite squadron she has. They use the Y-35 Cobras. Her squadron has unique weapons that have been modified to the fighters, along with stealth capabilities." Don reached into his pocket and pulled out a data pad."Bring these to the crew chief and see what he can do. Have the salvage team on the planet salvage any weapons systems, engines, whatever they can, and bring them to the chief A.S.A.P."
The Captain took the data pad and saluted the Admiral."Aye Aye, Admiral." Captain Welsch went directly to the crew chief while Don went right to his quarters to catch on his sleep. He hoped he wouldn't be interrupted by another crashed ship.
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 12:59:04 GMT -5
As Samson came out of hyperspace seeing his new job placement. Having his ship stay placed in space over Endor. As he made sure his suit and everything was ready for what he was about to do. He made his way to the hanger bay looking at X-10. "You ready boy for another trip."
Samson climbed on X- 10 and left the hanger bay heading towards the Compliance.
As He got there he entered it and ignored everyone as he rushed to Don's quarters. He knocked on the door and waited for a reply. Hoping he would have a job for him and his skills.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 18, 2009 13:03:49 GMT -5
The two marines standing outside the Admiral's quarters stopped the young recruit before he distrubed the Admiral. One of them pointed at the young man and said,"Hey, can you relax, buddy? The Admiral is sleeping now. What do you need?"
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 13:08:08 GMT -5
Samson stood there " For one my Basilisk war droid needs a clean and a tune up you can start with that. Two I need to see Admiral Don I work under him now and I fell I can be of use to him. The sooner that he knows I'm on board the better."
Samson stood there waiting for the soldiers to allow him to speak with Admiral Don or something.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 18, 2009 13:34:00 GMT -5
"The Admiral wishes not to be disturbed at this time. If you want your ship to be clean, you'll have to clean it on your own time. We don't have any word about new recruits, since it's not our duty, but when the Admiral comes out, we'll inform him of your arrival."
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 13:38:04 GMT -5
Samson turned leaving the two men to them selves as he walked back to X-10 and begane to clean him. Samson found the things he needed to give X-10 the tune up also that he was needing badly.
During the tune up he added some new parts to X-10 AI connecting Samson suit to the droid. After he finished the tune up he left X-10 to shut down for a while.
He then began to walk around the ship seeing if he could find something to do.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 18, 2009 13:52:11 GMT -5
Admiral Marka's alarm rang. He had set it to wake him up in 3 hours. Getting into his uniform, he opened the door where his marines were. They turned around and saluted him.
"Sir, an Ensign was looking for you. I think he's one of the new recruits. Shall we look for him?"
"Negative. I'll have Captain Welsch send all new recruits to the briefing room." Don said as he headed for the briefing room, escorted by two other marines.
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 14:07:06 GMT -5
Samson heard over the intercom that all new recruits should report to the briefing room. Samson not know where in the world the briefing room was. Only to find out when he turned that he was standing in front of it.
He went into the room took a seat and waited for everyone else to show up. He checked on X-10 through the connection he had made earlier and saw that everything was doing good.
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Post by Garok on Feb 18, 2009 14:44:29 GMT -5
Khorde walked through the hallways, heading toward the briefing room. He was curious as to what this was about, but of course he would figure that out shortly. As he stood in front of the door, he double checked the label above the entrance to make sure this was the right room. Once inside, he glanced around, and followed the example of the other man who was a apparently a new recruit as well and sat down.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 18, 2009 16:50:34 GMT -5
Admiral Marka entered through the back room and stood at the podium. He glanced around the area, not noticing that many recruits. There was maybe only six altogether. He didn't smile, even though he was somewhat pleased that he has some new recruits to his disposal. Taking the microphone, he began speaking.
"Good evening recruits, and welcome to the Fourth Fleet. My name is Admiral Marka and it's a great honor for you all being here. You have been chosen for many reasons, from being Mandalorian to expert soldiers on the battlefield. You are all my first recruits and I just want to let you all know to stay calm. Don't try impressing me with anything because I'm easily not that impressed. Now before I move on, are there any questions so far?" Don would let the new recruits ask anything, from the ship they were on, where they would be stationed on the ship, the unit they would be assigned to, and anything else they might have in mind.
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