Active Actuals Capturing Commanding Officers - ANA-SDR First Contact [ARCHIVE]

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OOC Information:

The Following is the Rosecordi attempt to capture Admiral Sylvie Saxis, perpetrator of the TFS-CoUS Conflict. She fled to an unknown region, however was finally tracked down by Directorate Naval Intelligence.

Terms to Know

CiC/AiC

Combat Information Center/Action Information Center

Acronym

“A CiC/AiC in a naval context brings together and manages information on the warship’s status and its surroundings” (Wikipedia)

ETFS System

ETFS System
Acronym

Element, Team, Flight, Squadron System is an operational acronym for Rosecordi Starcraft.

An Element is two Starcraft. (2 Starcraft)

A Team is two Elements. (4 Starcraft)

A Flight is three teams. (12 Starcraft)

A Squadron is two flights. (24 Starcraft)

CIPDS

CIPDS
Acronym
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A Goalkeeper CIWS, similar in concept to a Serniani CIPDS System

Close In Proximity/Point Defense System (CIPDS) (Pronounced See-pds) is the catch all term for Interceptor or Point Defense Weapons on Serniani Vessels. These range from 50mm Flak Guns, to Laser Weapons designed to combat Missiles in their Sprint Phase. CIPDS also includes the radar systems needed to detect, lock and intercept, which can be helpful in a pinch if you are receiving a wall of fire and need to intercept.

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“Cold” Launch
Technical Meaning

A Cold Launch is where a missile is ejected out of the Launcher reorients towards the target/cruise points, before activating the main thruster. The Callsign for Cold Launches is “Camper.”
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“Hot” Launch
Technical Meaning

A Hot Launch is where a missile’s primary thruster is ignited in the launch tube, leading to it exiting quickly. The Callsign for Hot Launches is “Brawler.”
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Missile Phases

Missile Phases
Technical Guide

Missile Phases are split into various phases. The first phase is call the Operational Programing Phase (OPP). This is where the missile is given instructions, like where it’s going, when to make a turn, when to activate decoys, when to activate validation measures, etc. The second is the boost phase, (BP), in which the missile exits the tube and begins heading towards the target. The third phase is called the scanning or sprint phase (SP). During the SP, the missile is heading towards the target and is actively “Sprinting” towards the target. The last phase is called the Impact Phase (IP). In the IP, the missile either hits the target, or misses, and attempts to come around again to hit the target or explodes after running out of fuel.

ECV

ECV
Acronym

A vessel designed for EWar, or Electronic Warfare. An ECV’s Callsign in a formation is “Raspberry.” ECV stands for Electronic Countermeasures Vessel. ECV’s are completely defenseless, and always travel with companion vessels for Point Defense.

RCL

RCL
Acronym

RCL stands for Rapid Craft Launcher. Essentially, a giant railgun that fires out Starcraft for their duties.

IFE

IFE
Acronym

IFE stands for Ion Force Engine. An Ion Force Engine maximizes efficiency, and Thrust to Weight Ratio. It might not be the fastest or most maneuverable engine in the sector, but makes up for modularity in being able to equip a battlecruiser or a starcraft with the same engine with a few minor adjustments.

RNDFV Conspirated Extractor (DDC-489), AiC

The RNDFV Conspirated Extractor sat in drydock before being moved out into open space. Hull Number 489, it’s the first ship commissioned for Directorate Naval Intelligence, and as it opens up into brightspace, it heads west, toward an unknown region of space, where a transponder was detected.

“How we lookin on Time to Trajectory?”

“Twelve Hours 'til on target.”

“Amazing, get the Landing Teams Briefed and Pilots prepped.”

“Aye Sir!”

RNDFV Conspirated Extractor, Cafeteria
Specialists Oliver Truvoat and Casia Crystallia

Oliver and Casia are eating their food when the wail of

“ALCON, ALCON, Alert Pilots and Insertion Teams to Briefing and Staging Points.”

Pierces through their heads.

“Already? We’ve barely moved…”

“Not really, you slept really well, y’know?”

“Oli, be quiet. Let’s get movin’.”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s move.”

The pair sprint walk towards their briefing room, passing by their lockers, picking up their gear, before entering the briefing room.

“The transponders real faint, but it looks it’s abandoned. Tracing everything’s gonna be a nightmare, but thats why y’all are here. If we can’t trace the Admiral, we blow this place back to the Stone Age, and get out. All Teams move to staging points pronto.”

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System II-2501 “Sout”

A newly colonized system belonging to the II Quadrant, considered a peripheral frontier system, but is administered as part of the Core Quadrant of Alvira. A new Docking Station is under construction in the orbits of the colonised third planet, Sout-Derde. It’s half-million inhabitants included Alvirans, Valtorans, and resident immigrants.

Alviran Patrol Fleet

A standardised fleet consisting of a Fighter Carrier Cruiser harboring 8 Dependent-Fighter Crafts, escorted by 8 Independent-Fighter Crafts.

“Intercepting signals from an unregistered interstellar vehicle, ma’am,” the young officer explained her reasons to Commander Junge.

The Commander was talking with the new Stellar-Governor of Sout, Governor Liebstein, giving him a tour of the unfinished docking station when the young officer interrupted them.

“Pirates?" asked the new Governor with a noticeable fear. The Governor was a career bureaucrat from Bloudia, and never ventured outside the Core Planets, as far as Commander Junge’s knowledge.

“We can’t confirm that as of yet, Sir. But the ship doesn’t have a registration beacon, and it does not appear in the designated hyper-escape coordinate,” answered the young officer.

“But if it’s a pirate ship, your fleet can deal with them, right, Commander?” asked the Governor.

“Pirates always came with registration beacons to mask their entry, and only ditch them when they have already finished their job, avoiding trackers,” commented Commander Junge. “It could be just a damaged ship, losing its signal beacon. What type of ship are we dealing here, officer?”

“We don’t know, Sir. The data given back by our deep-space scanner is incongruent with anything in the universal database. It also generated radio frequencies, but we cannot capture any information from it,” answered the officer. “I don’t like the sound of that,” commented the Governor. Commander Junge hesitated for a moment, analysing the situation.

“Whatever it is, I want them gone, Commander. I can’t have a pirate raid in the first week of my tenure!” stated the Governor.

The Commander then turned to the Station Lieutenant, “Put the station and my patrol fleet on alert! Flash that ship a warning signal, and order them to identify themselves,”

THIS IS ALVIRAN AUTHORITY REQUESTING YOUR UNREGISTERED SHIP TO IDENTIFY YOURSELF AT ONCE. IF YOU FAILED TO DO THIS, WE WILL BE FORCED TO BROUGHT YOU IN INVOLUNTARILY FOR FURTHER QUESTIONING.

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RNDFV Conspirated Extractor (DDC-489), AiC

“Getting Signals.”

“Sapient Species, how we want to run this?”

“How are our engines looking?”

“Good on all thrusters.”

“Flank Ahead, and get a bead on that transponder beacon.”

“Roger that, how do we want to deal with the incoming messages?”

“Maintain Multispec Silence. and get the strike package ready.”

“Falsefade?”

“Actually, no. We forgot to use it to mask our entry, it’ll only light us up on every single HoJ Missileer’s station.”

“Alright.”

“Transponder Ident confirmed. On the planet. Notifying Insertion Package. Should we launch additional fighters incase they intercept ours?”

“Yessir.”

RNDFV Conspirated Extractor, RCL-450B
Specialists Oliver Truvoat and Casia Crystallia

“Load up. We got a positive ident on the admiral’s location. Two Nine Fours have priority, after that, Four O Nines, and finally Scimitars and Shotbows, Hempens are to stay nearby to the Conspirated Extractor.”

“Well, the Fighting Phoenix Pilots always have guts.”

“I mean, Daggers are only SAS, so they really are only useful for in atmospheric operations.”

“Well, the Railgun always puts on a good show.”

The RCL Springs to life, ejecting the first two SSF-294s “Fighting Phoenixes,” followed by the rest of the squadron, followed by a squadron of SSF-409 “Daggers,” followed by the first a composite squadron of sixteen PAG-192 “Scimitar” and eight PAG-232 “Shortbow.”

36th Space Superiority & 84th Space Air Superiority Squadrons
1st DNI Composite Squadron

“All Actuals, report to AiC.”

“CMDR Sara, reporting in.”

“CMDR Tom, reporting in.”

“Vector towards the planet, the HUD should display where the beacon is. Two Nine Fours cover the Gunships, Four O Nines You’re clear for SEAD.”

“CMDR Sara, Flight Two Vector the area near the possible interceptors, Weapons Tight. Flight One assume Loose Goose on our transports.”

“CMDR Tom, Flight One Vector for SEAD, Weapons Tight. Flight Two Ident LZs. Designate Radiant through Stellar.”

“Shortbows, assuming Package Formation Delta.”

“Insertion Teams aboard Scimitars, prepare for hot landings. Clear Weapons nows, try not to kill anybody, remember this is a Capture/Kill. Designating Scimitars Teams Alfa through Papa as you enter into the atmosphere. Shortbows designated Strikers One through Four.”

“Roger Arming Hot!”

“Battleshorting Radar, I see a Carrier styled ship. What’d we load?”

“CSM-147, EMP.”

“EMPs?”

“Not here to kill.”

“Won’t those just shut down everything no discrim?”

“Yeah, it gives them time to power up emergency Ox.”

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“Detecting multiple launches from the unidentified craft, Ma’am, possibly fighter-class crafts,” the Station Lieutenant reported to Commander Junge. “Are they armed?” asked the Commander. “Are they armed?! Commander, those are fighters! Shoot them, or something!” the Governor commanded.

“Put the station in battle mode and maximise our deflector shields! Ra’gast, launch all of our fighters in the holds, I want a tighter defensive perimeter around the station!” alarms rang across the unfinished station, as sounds of fighters ejecting from their holding bays before forming defensive perimeters around the station filled the already tense situation.

“You’re going to do nothing? They’re attacking!” protested the dishevelled Governor. “They haven’t done anything aggressive yet, Governor, and as keeper of peace, it’s our job to remain level headed in these kinds of situations,” the Commander responded with a little hint of irritation. The Governor seemed dissatisfied, but chose to sit down and watch as the control room went busy executing the Commander’s orders.

“Coms! Where’s coms?! Lauren, I want you to send a distress signal to Rear-Admiral Hendrik of the 71st Fleet! If anything should happen to us, their overwhelming number should easily deal with this. And keep sending our demand to them!”

“Jansens, bring your group and approach them! Give them warning shots if they went any nearer. We’ll stick to the protocol until either they stop provoking and answer our signals, or when they attack,” the Commander spoke to his interface.

“They outnumbered us, Ma’am. I don’t think aggressive posturing is advisable,” Captain Jansens replied through the Hypercom network. “Just aim near them using low-charged plasma, and retreat back!”

“Governor, I need you to tell the terrestrials that they need to put high alert on unidentified crafts posturing potentially major threats to their security.”

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84th Space Air Superiority Squadron, 1st DNI Composite Squadron
Multispectral Communication Link

“Four O Nines, how we lookin on objectives?”

“I see military personnel moving towards defense positions.”

“LZs are designated Stellar, Radiance, and Harsh. Backup sites are Nebula and Mono. All are lazed and are good for the Composite Team.”

“Are they arming anything?”

“No Visual on any SS/AM assets.”

“Flak?”

“No Visual, they might be rolling it out.”

“Elements from Flight Two maintain orbit over any military installations, Flight One Elements assume protection for the gunships.”

“Scimitars, Alfa through Papa how we looking on initial descent?”

“Two Nine Fours broke off and are reinforcing their position near our exit strategy. We’re moving towards designated LZs.”

RNDFV Conspirated Extractor & 36th Space Superiority Squadron
Multispectral Communication Link, AiC

“Should we respond?”

“What?”

“They keep sending the same damn message.”

“Sara, your call.”

“You’re deferring to me?!”

“That’s affirmative.”

“Oh-Oh Uh…”

She switches on her universal translator, fumbling with the controls before continuing looking at a script hastily written in her cockpit

“Ahem… Right. This is a message representing the combat starcraft in the space of Alvira to all concerned. We are engaged in a capture/kill mission, assigned so by Directorate Naval Intelligence. The Scientific Directorate of Rosecordia has no quarrel, I repeat, no quarrel, with Alvira, or its own security forces.”

“We therefore ask you not to intervene or oppose our extraction.”

“However, we are under orders to engage any Alviran units who do not comply with this request and move to attack our craft. Does anyone copy this communique?”

She flips off the universal translator

“You wrote all of that?”

“No, I stole the script from a game, and changed the names, and edited it a little bit.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

“You shouldn’t.”

“Technically, they took it from the speech the Vigilant Watch did to uhh… Sahiria?”

“Yeah, but I did a speech based on the game’s version.”

“Any linguistics among us want to make it known what language they were speaking? AiC Xeno Linguistics, you have the floor.”

“According to information, it appears to be a version of Afrikaans. This is all SIGINT, so they might be speaking something else, I’ll figure more out when we get out of here.”

“Oh, cool.”

1st DNI Composite Squadron
Multispectral Communication Link

“LZ Radiance is clear. Making landing runs, Alfa through Gamma, route through Radiance.”

“LZ Stellar is no good. Moving to Mono. No enemy fire as of current, be advised landing might be cold. Civilian Traffic is still a factor.”

“LZ Nebula is clear. Make sure civilian traffic is moved out of the way, and flip your uni translators to… Varianted Afrikaans.”

“Should we call our Hempens in?”

“Yeah, get them moving. They take forever.”

“Four O Nines, designate a LZ for our Hempens.”

“Wilco, looking for an LZ now.”

RNDFV Conspirated Extractor, Hempen Launch & Recovery Deck
Multispectral Communication Link

“Hempens, One & Two, designated Anti Armor & Anti Starcraft are cleared off deck. Proceed on heading 045.”

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“Commander Junge?” Captain Jansens asked through his intercom. The Station went silent, and all fighters stopped in their track when the Hypercom received message from the opposing side.

“Rosecordia? Any information on Rosecordia?” Commander Junge asked. “We don’t have access to the Galactyan transfer updated database yet, Ma’am, some red tape issues, but I’ve heard that it is a real place somewhere in the sector, from one of my colleague,” one of the officer answered. The Governor nodded. “Some rapscallion young bureaucrats won’t let us access to it. Our colony is too small, they said.”

“Commander, should we commence with the warning shots?” Captain Jansens asked again with more urgency.

Commander Junge hesitated for a moment. “No. This is a First Contact Protocol now, and they clearly has superior weaponry. Everyone, we’re enacting Defense Protocol MMCCL/1399/001. Governor, if you may, tell the Terrestrials to oblige with the protocol, remain steady and maintain high alert, but lower our shield and weapons. Jansens, maintain your position but do not engage!”

“Lauren, give them this message: We are complying with First Contact Protocol, Defense Protocol MMCCL/1399/001. As a gesture of good will, we will provide you with terrestrial map of this planetary body, in exchange of partial or full information of your errands in Alviran Territory, and your willingness to engage in further diplomatic conversation after your errands are dealt in earnest. With complement, Commander Junge of the II-2501-1st Patrol Fleet.”

“Oh, give them my name as well, Lauren!” added the Governor to Commander Junge’s irritation. “Update Rear-Admiral Hendrik with our current situation as well. Let’s diffuse the tension, for now.”

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84th SASS, 1st DNI CS
Alvira: Planet Sout-Derde
Multispectral Communication Link
PO3 Oliver Truvoat & S2 Casia Crystallia

“Crowd Control Teams. We’re hitting the dirt, now brace for fire.”

“Enemy resistance is no-factor. Status on Anti Starcraft?”

“No Factor, Charlie Mike.”

“Civs can shocked, do not shoot. This is a capture/kill.”

“Shortbows?”

“Orbiting position. Loading HE-I.”

“Sure she’s noticed that we’re here by now.”

“Entry Team, you’re up.”

“Moving.”

“This is a rather small apartment complex. Reminder guys, clear the entire place. If we can’t clear this place, we blow it to smithereens.”

36th SSS & RNDFV Conspirated Extractor
Alvira: Spaceside of Sout-Derde
Multispectral Communication Link

“Cheers, this is the RNDFV Conspirated Extractor, Hull Code Zero Four Eight Nine. Flashing Identification to II-2501-1st Patrol Fleet. We are engaging rogue elements of hostile forces. That is all. Our intentions are to exfil afterwards. We’re currently not equiped for diplomatic missions Though if you need someone, we’re more than willing to take someone with or we’ll come back sooner rather than later. We’ll shoot coordinates to you if you wanna visit. Right now, we have a job a to do and we’ll be waiting for our ground forces to clean up.”

Entry Team
Alvira: Planet Sout-Derde
Multispectral Communication Link
PO3 Oliver Truvoat & S2 Casia Crystallia

“Entry Team to AiC, 1st floor cleared.”

“No resistance-”

Oliver’s words are taken from his mouth as gunfire eurpts in the hall

“Shots!”

“Flash out! Shit!”

“Going for taze.”

“No good, just shoot the bitch!”

Casia shoots. The bullet connects, and form in the hallway crumples

“Entry team to AiC. Downed suspect here. Confirming body as Sylvie Saxis.”

“Retrieve the body, torch the place for information, and blow it to the ground.”

“Got it.”

Casia turns to Oliver, who’s still holding the non lethal weapon, slowly puts it away

“Oli?”

“Yeah?”

“You did good, first time being a petty officer. Remember to take the initative next time.”

“Alright…”

“Lighten up, Entry team torch the place for information.”

–Twenty Five Minutes later–

“Entry team, that’s all. Crowd Control, Entry, and backup are departing planetside. Shortbows, clear to torch.”

“All clear, all clear.”

“Gunner, on the way!”

The shortbows opened up on the apartment complex, destroying it completely as the Scimitars left the ground. The Daggers followed in escort, and Fighting Phoenixes began pulling away for recovery. As quickly as it began, it fell quiet again, the sound of Space Superiority & Space Air Superiority landing on the carrier.

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“By golly, they’d blasted that building off!” the Governor shouted from his seat, still watching the life Hypercom connection with the Terrestrial Guards. “Governor, any civilian casualties?” Commander Junge asked in exasperation. “None, but that building! It’s just evaporated like that!”

“This is an attack, Commander! We can’t just stand still here,” Captain Jansens’ angered voice came from another Hypercom connection. “Gentlemen, we need to keep our heads cool! No civilians were hurt. Besides, this is a milestone! A first contact, right here in this backwater System!” the Governor seemed much more in the mood than a couple minutes ago.

“How’s Rear-Admiral Hendrik? Where is he?” asked the Commander. “He’s on his way. Should we gave him updates about what happened here?” the Comms officer asked. “Yes, go on. But told him there were no casualties.”

“Ma’am, what about those Rosecordians? What should we told them?”

“Ask them for reparations, and justice too. We’ve been attacked!” said Captain Jansens through the Comms. “Nonsense! That would be a breach of protocol. That building worth less than whatever damage we would’ve done by making such insult!” the Governor protested. Commander Junge hesitated for a while. “Jansens, pull back the fighters!”

“Commander, what?” Captain Jansens asked. “The Governor’s right. Comms, tell them that we don’t have the capacity or authority to send an envoy with them right now. But we can expect them to meet Rear-Admiral Hendrik in due time, after they finished with whatever they want to do. We will be waiting for a diplomatic response here, the time’s at their discretion.”

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RNDFV Conspirated Extractor
Alvira: Planet Sout-Derde
Action Information Center

“Do… We tell them…?”

“Nah, it’s kinda funny watching them bicker.”

“Hey, let’s get a BrightSpace Buoy to communicate–”

“Lightshear, 12 Klicks! What the f-”

RNDFV Dawn’s Respite
Alvira: Planet Sout-Derde
Action Information Center
CPT Robert Lightfoot

Composition

Battlecruiser Force

1x Defiance Class Battlecruiser Gen 3

  • 3rd Space Ground Transportation Squadron “Trifecta Unita”
  • 884th Space Air Superiority Squadron “Oganesson Raiders”

Lightfoot is probably one of the most well known DdNI Captains, distinguished by a scar he took during a boarding action on one his smaller assignments. The Dawn’s Respite is probably one of the most ubiquitous ships in Rosecordi service, surpassed only by the RNDFV Warden and Providence Unrest.

“COMMO, Line. Take from the datalink.”

“Aye Sir. It’s all here.”

“This is CPT Lightfoot of Dawn’ Respite, RNDFV Conspirated Extractor, head back, we’re here to deal with the diplomatic fallout.”

“Aye sir. We’re on our way out. Safe Passage.”

“Switch lines, and let’s get broadcasting.”

“Already done, sir.”

“This is RNDFV Dawn’s Respite hailing… Sout-Derde Station. We are a diplomatic contingent representing the Scientific Directorate of Rosecordia. Awaiting response, thanks in advance.”

“Helm, all ahead, bring us into course with the station.”

“Aye Aye, bringing us into course with Sout-Derde Station.”

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71st Active-Duty Fleet

A fleet consisting of a modified Carrier-Class Battleship, The Diamant (measuring 880m) holding 70 Dependent-Fighter Crafts, escorted by two Fighter Carrier Cruisers (measuring 300m), five Multi-Purpose Corvettes (measuring 75m) and 42 Independent-Fighter Crafts.

“See, It worked out in the end,” the Governor smiled. Captain Jansens, who just joined the bridge frowned.

“Ma’am, Admiral Hendriks has came out of Hyperspace. He’s requesting a Hypernet connection,” the Comms Officer reported. Commander Junge nodded. A few moments later, the elderly Admiral’s face is on the display.

“Well, Commander, you seemed to handle things here swimmingly, despite some hiccups,” complimented Rear-Admiral Hendriks. “Governor Liebstein, looks like your system will witness a historic moment.” The Governor nodded with pride.

“So how we will handle this, Sir? I presume you are the one to meet with them. You’re the highest ranking officer in the system now,” asked Commander Junge.

The Admiral nodded. “I’ll take care of everything for now. Inform them of my arrival. I sure hope they are reasonable. See you all very soon”

“I’m sure they can be reasoned with, Admiral. May i request my attendance in the meeting, then?” asked the Governor. The Admiral nodded before Hypercom connection ended. Commander Junge rolled her eyes before turning to the rest of the bridge. “You heard the old man. Let’s prepare the station for dockings.”

To the Rosecordi delegates. We are glad for your initiative. We have received higher authority from our incoming Rear-Admiral Hendriks. The Admiral requests a meeting with your diplomatic contingent to be held within our station. Rest assured that we are continuing our First-Contact Protocol and will keep all of our defense system in low status.

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RNDFV Dawn’s Respite
Alvira: Planet Sout-Derde
Action Information Center
CPT Robert Lightfoot, CDR Rachel Coriviana

Composition

Battlecruiser Force

1x Defiance Class Battlecruiser Gen 3

  • 3rd Space Ground Transportation Squadron “Trifecta Unita”
  • 884th Space Air Superiority Squadron “Oganesson Raiders”

Lightfoot is standing in the AiC, as a Half-Human* enters. CDR Rachel Coriviana is a young diplomat, having been assigned to deal with… “The ongoing situation in Sout-Derde”

“Am I going alone on this?”

“I mean, I’m going along, and so is the fireteam Onyx. Relax, if these people are trustworthy, as reported on the net, we shouldn’t get killed.”

“Ah, well, are we good?”

“I’m going to grab my formals, I’ll meet you at the Hangar.”

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A Half Human, refered to in context by being a genetic splice of Serniani and Human DNA.

EMAG Launch Platform Six
CPT Robert Lightfoot, CDR Rachel Coriviana

Robert Lightfoot walks into EMAG Launch Bays, old converted railguns that fire Starcraft into space giving it sufficient velocity without expending fuel.

“You ever get fired out of one of these Commander?”

“First time for everything Captain.”

“Strap in, these things give you a run for your money. Hey pilot, we’re all clear back here.”

“Cool, this is Transporter One, punch our cards.”

“Dawn’s’ Respite, Transporter One, Cards punched. Take care.”

The Hempen is shot out of the Dawn’s Respite, and begins moving to Sout-Derde Station

“Be advised… the fuck am I supposed to pronounce this… Sout-Derde Station, we are moving in, I’m going to need a Hangar bay of some form, or if you’ve got a drydock, something that I can deliver my Diplomatic Contigent from, that’d be great.”

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