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Looks interested.
Ooh, some new toys. I'm willing to test out those sensors for you. Who knows, they might even explode on me.
Ponders whether that came out right.
Well, better me than someone else.
------------------ Sundered Angel , The One and Only
<Studies Tech reports he gathered on the ring during his abscence> Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah Cicion, do you see what I see? The Sals totaly overlooked something..... Ok, they overlooked our specialty items. The Nijayias fixed-location spacetime anomoly creator. Want a dougnut instead, Sargatanus? Heh. Me attacking with this would be a BIG diversion. I'm having it loaded on a gateship-catagory hull now. Dang does this thing need juice!!! Picket vessles will pay for disabling my 8500 that I keep in my cabin.........
------------------ Commander-in-Chief of the Nijayias Interstellar Navy.
I'm interested, though I don't think it will succeed. The Prophets of Salril have most likely already predicted that we will attack. However, I'll join, but I don't think I'll need any special stuff after the new modifications I've got. I also don't think having the Gaitori Union help will help much. Imagine: Gaitori vs. Salrillians. WHO would win?
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Inspects new gadgetry. Hmm, most of this stuff is almost on par with Phylydion tech. My armada will be of great use to you. I will personally assist you if you need my help. My fleet will be able to take on anything the Sals can throw at it, unless they use their full naval force. Darkk, a Nijayias fleet would help, too. Suddenly a Salrilian crawls through the door. Hello. Care for a drink? I concocted it myself. Hands the Sal a Phylydion Red-Eye. The Sal drinks, and his eyes turn pure red. Sargatanus, this is the Phylydion infiltration specialist you requested. The Sal changes shape into a Phylydion female of about Cicion's age. Now, we have some plans to discuss.
------------------ Commander Cicion, commander of Phylydion Primary Armada
"Never tell me the odds!" -Han Solo
Count me in too! No need for any special upgrades, my fleet is equipped well enough, and you guys haven't seen the half of it yet! (See the race announemend Cmdr Cicion made) Snaps fingers and a fleet of Star Wars Rendelli Star Drive dreadnoughts exits hyperspace You'd all loooooove to know where I got the Katana fleet wouldn't you? Oh and would you like a tech demo, or more accurately, a demo of my budget? taps Igadzra military insignia and dissapears in a cloud of sparkles, a few moments later the bar's speakers crackle to life This is LoneIgadzra calling from the warship Katana, much fun we're having?
------------------ "Landing request denied."
- The Igadzra
Company Tritanium Enterprises: (url="http://"http://www.megalink.net/~joe1/w/")http://www.megalink.net/~joe1/w/(/url)
Directs attention to Sundered Angel The sensor pod is pretty much a smaller version of a stolen Phylydion recon array (yes, the Sals have been keeping tabs on a lot of groups more than you know). Asside from better range and detail, it can detect and penetrate new high order cloaking devices, and hide it's trail.
To Mag The Net suspects everything but usually acts on the most likely outcome, and seeing as how I still have access to level 5 information it's highly unlikely that it's fully caught on. And the Gaitori would not last in a fight, but they sure would surprise the hell out of the Sals, making them slightly more vulnerable.
To Cicion The infiltrator might work, but she'll have to do her homework, I was thinking something along the lines of psychic possession.
To Darkk Now where you come in is: Start hostilities again. I'll load transponders onto some practice ships, send the near the border, and you blast them. This way, the Oracular net would expect another war. Launch a widespread attack on all nearby Salrilian borders. That's the diversion.
Back to Cicion That's where you come in. The Net dosen't suspect a Phylidion attack, especially not on Salril. Since I'll be the closest, I'll be called upon to defend the system along with Trisar, who commands the 1st through 5th fleets. I should add, that he is the only Fleet Admiral who's fleet is larger than mine.
Pauses
Actually now that I think about it, the independant fleets (Mag, Sundered Angel, Boba Fett, LoneIgadzra, whoever else) could show up first and divert my fleet, while the Phylydion armada engages Trisar (pronounced Tree'sar). The independants form up with my fleets, and we catch trisar with his pants down.
finishes his drink
This might actually work.
------------------ " Throught their history, these 'unenlightened' beings have continually organized to opposed the injustices and attrocities committed by their bretheran in power. We, as the prophets, would do well to learn from these humans." -Final statement of Salrilian reformist Sirthis before his execution.
Sound good. I'll contact a few people I know. They'll be able to help with our independant fleets.
**Tosses severed Salrilian head onto floor. I think I've solved part of the problem. We already attacked another Admiral's Fleet. We also demonstrated some new weapons, such as the Nijayias fixed-location spacetime anomoly creator, which we loaded on an MTBS hull for extra power. The ON should be worried. It thinks we have a thousand ships with it, thanks to our psychicly generated illusions.
Leaves the bar, supposedly to install the sensors.
I'll be there when the Sals look strongest. Evening all.
There's a high-pitched whine from outside, then a thunderclap.
Speakers crackle Sounds good to me! All ships enter hyperspace on my mark, regroup at Outpost Rai for breifing. Oh and you people on the surface still haven't seen all my fleet, that's why we need to regroup. I have several Star Destroyers that receive paychecks from me. A steady beeping comes over the speakers and suddenly all Igadzra Fleet warships enter hyperspace
Sounds good to me. Lieutenant Jralla here Indicates Phylydion spy will be able to infiltrate the complex as a Salrilian ensign. As for me, well... Taps a button on his wrist data pad. Suddenly the front fleet of the Phylydion Primary Armada comes into full view of the bar. The right, left, rear, and support fleets follow suit. Then the flagship comes into view. It is a massive carrier, and since it was the ship which defeated the Drachmi who had elslaved the Phylydion, freeing all of Phylydia, it is named the Phylydia after the are of space it freed. Ahh, there it is, my Armada. The largest single force in the arsenal of Phylydia. Taps another button and he and Lieutenant Jralla are picked up by a Phylydion shuttle craft and carried up to the Phylydia.
Types on his iPad, and several ships of random types jump in, including an old VTOL and F-22 (See "Life Stories" of AWB Members). Leaves the bar, and the Modified Cruiser joins them.
Looks slightly flabbergasted
Wow Well, that was easy, all we have to do now is wait.
Well, with that taken care of, I need something strong. You know how to make a red devil?
Cicion's voice comes from speakers in the bar Here I am, on the bridge of my flagship. I'll program my bar tender droid to serve you.
Xwarp leaves the bar and his ship takes off
On board the Phylydia, Cicion and Jralla walk into the ship's bar. They take stools at the bar. This is an important job for the United Phylydion Space Organization. It will be quite dangerous, but if we succeed, the Salrilian threat, however small, will be extinguished. Also, the Phylydion/Nijayias Alliance will be made stronger. So, with all the serious things aside... Can I buy you a drink? She looks surprised at first, but then smiles and agrees. Barkeep, let me back there a minute. Cicion jumps behind the bar, fixes two Phylydion Red-Eyes, puts them in front of their stools, and jumps back. They drink.
Oh - I almost forgot. Cicion, here's something I picked up during my brief tenure as a spy. I inserted a virus into the ON, and it's still there. These codes will let you have unlimited read-only access. Sorry, but we haven't been able to get write yet, but this is smart virus, and it's working on it.
(This is Kael Azdgari speaking for my AWB character Admiral Sargatanus)
I think you all should read the topic I just posted. It addresses an issue which has become readily appearent in "the bar".
Finishes drink
Well, the ships are all gassed up, but I think I should points something out to all you Navy folks.
I studied with some Ishiman historians... the Salrilians have been an interstellar capable race for longer than anyone they know of. And the Ishimans know a lot. It's their job, I guess...
Anyways, back in '24, I was involved in escort duty along the Salrilian border, to one of the recently reopened Bazindanese trading posts, and they said, contrary to popualar beliefe, the salrilians actually have much more firepower than people think... it's just that their expeditionary force is small... and those bazindanese or whatever the hell they call themselves, they know their interspecies relations stuff (you gotta when you look like a furry bug,) and let me tell you, they are rip off artists! Robber barons even! Do you know how much it cost to get my Purgionic Hyperspace Agitation Unit repared? Almost more than I paid for the bloody thing in the first place. ANyways....
Notices bar is empty and he's talking to no one except his crew, who are all looking around disinterested. Newt glances around, and then grabs the bar droid
If this thing's half as good as Cicion at bartending, I'll be keeping him for a while. let's go, guys.
Newt's small crew of grizzled Mercenaries leaves the bar, and boards the Red Dwarf. The small fleet enters hyperspace towards earth.
------------------ Lewis, save yourself the pain, you'll never get there. -Radiohead, "Lewis (Mistreated.)"
Sundered Angel pops his head in the bar door, to see many people leaving.
Hmmm. I suggest all you people take a moment to read Sargantanus' announcement before the big battle, and my addendum. Anyway, see you there.
Sundered then turns up on the Phylydion flagship. Noone's quite sure how he got there, but he makes himself at home and noone really minds.
Well, I assume you've all read Sargantanus's announcement. Sargantanus, have you?
Chuckles.
Anyway, do go ahead, this battle looks interesting, even if it might be brief and rather one-sided.