Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 04:05:24</strong>
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				(http://images.wikia.com/tokinowa/images/6/6b/Yamato.jpg)<br><br>August 3rd, 2242. it has been just under Two years since the Musashi launched from The Lazarus Corporations Far Eastern Research Complex. In that Time, the ship performed her duties admirably. Preventing Space pirates from attacking Company assets and retrieving stolen goods. The Musashi also became a mascot of sorts for the company. Though she was often confused for her legendary sister, the Yamato. <br><br>Today was no different than any other. The Musashi was escorting a Mining colony Start up fleet. One Year ago, an Unmanned Deep space probe had returned a very promising report of a Planet that was detected. It was the fourth Planet in a G class star system. Pictures from Orbit had show a Water planet with large continents scattered throughout the surface. Due to its size, roughly 2/3 the size of Earth, its Gravity was measured at only .85 normal Gravity. The Mineral analyzing probe that was sent down found that while the Planet didn't have the normal resources that were in constant demand. It did possess elements that were unknown. This made the scientist and Researchers at Lazarus very interested. However, the best part of the planet was the fact that with minimal terraforming. It could easily sustain Human life. Possibly become even more than a mere mining operation. <br><br>The crew of the Musashi went about their Jobs. the PA doing the usual announcements as the ship ran like a well oiled machines. Moving down one corridor. A particular individual had the presence to interrupt this steady flow. The other members of the crew pressing themselves to the sides of the corridors as he approached. Snapping up salutes at his passing. Captain Jeremy Black returned the salutes as he continued his walk of the ship. His singular eye constantly scanning the corridor ahead of him as he checked in with his department heads. Making sure everything was going smoothly his ship.<br><br>Captain Black barely said a word all morning. So far everything was shipshape and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Eventually, he made his way to the Bridge. As the door hissed open, the din of normal Operations could be heard. Jeremy didn't want his bridge crew to come to attention when he came on the bridge like they did in the star forces. He preferred they stayed working. He gave the bridge a once over as he approached his seat and sat down. "Sir, We'll be exiting warp in approximately 20 minutes" The Helms woman stated smartly. Jeremy nodded to her as she turned back to her station. "Well, Well Captain. It is good to see you finally joined us." A nasally voice broke over the Din of the bridge. Alexander Cromwell, the Company's Liaison with the ship snorted. at 4'9" He was very short and seemed to hold that against anyone taller than he. He looked like the weasel that he was. His rather rodent features were only emphasized by the fact that he was in denial of the fact that he was losing his hair. To cover up his bald spot. He used the old Slicked comb over trick. Though it barely covered it. "Yes, Mr Cromwell. I was checking with my...". "Company!" Cromwell interjected on Blacks comment. He was always quick to remind Black that this ship and her crew were Company property. Jeremy single Hazel eye flashed upon the diminutive man. Alexander recoiled back as if he was about to be struck. There were times that Jeremy was very tempted to strike him. Particularly when the little wort was trying to get too fresh with a female member of the crew. Jeremy decided to ignore him for now.<br><br>"Sir, We are coming out of Warp. We'll be rendezvousing with the Mining/colony fleet once we exit warp." The Helms-woman reported as the scene out of the Main windscreen shifted from the the technicolor rainbow effect of warp to plain space. A Medium sized blue Marble appeared before the makeshift fleet. "What a unimpressive planet" Cromwell commented smugly. "If you have nothing of use to add, kindly remain quiet on my bridge, Mr. Cromwell." Jeremy said in a monotone voice. Alexander turned up his lip as if he was about to make a retort but thought better of it. He simply skulked into the corner. looking at the two female bridge officers with overly appreciative eyes.<br><br>As the Fleet and The Musashi formed up. checks and vital communications were exchanged. All the while, the Musashi scanned the area for any potential threats. "Excuse me Captain. I am picking up strange signals?" The Comms Officer reported. "Origin?" Black inquired. "It appears to be coming from the planet surface. I can put it on the main viewer." The comms officer reported. "Do it." Black commanded as he and the rest of the bridge crew looked up. An Image quickly fazed in. It was confusing at first, but as they looked on it appeared familiar. They couldn't' understand the language, but the people on the screen looked human. Though there were some obvious differences. For all intents and purposes. It appeared to be a news broadcast. they weren't sure of the contents, but judging by the clothes. It was important. Or at least when compared to the clothes Humans normally wore. "Comms, Is that what I think it is?" Black asked. "It sure looks like it, TV sir." The reply came. This complicated matters greatly. "Contact the Mining fleet. Tell them to come to a stop immediately." Black Barked. He felt a set of Beady eyes upon him. "Perhaps the Captain should look under contingency plan "13"" Alexander suggested nonchalantly. Jeremy looked at him and punched some commands on his private terminal.<br><br>Jeremy's one good eye widened in shock. "You do realize <em>This</em> is against the Law." Jeremy hissed. Trying to keep his bridge crew from hearing. "Out here, Captain. "We" are the law. We are more advanced then they are and we can simply take what we want." Cromwell stated arrogantly. "If a Suitable world for exploitation has been discovered with sentient life. Unless that Sentient life could put up resistance sufficient enough to make exploitation unprofitable. The Native life is to be removed. By force if needed." Cromwell recited verbatim of the Orders. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 08:01:53</strong>
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				<em>"Tonight on the Ælpharan News Network, discussions continue on the reintegration of the island of Luinloth into the kingdom proper.&nbsp; Although it has been some time since violence ended there, there are still parts of their society that are not in tune with the rest of society outside of the isle, leading to some difficulties in exchanges of goods with the isle.&nbsp; A matter of import, as there is still much rebuilding to do after the upheaval of the breakaway republic."&nbsp; The scene transitions from the newscasters to a camera slowly panning across a city.&nbsp; Part of it near idyllic, blending into the surrounding forest, but quickly reaches an area that looks like it was literally torn apart with no signs of fire or smoke damage.</em><br><br>The screen in the room blanked off and lowered into its cabinet gently as the controller dropped onto the bed, bouncing slightly while the person who dropped it sighs, slipping behind a dressing screen.&nbsp; "Hasn't it been long enough for them to start letting the Luinloth rebellion begin to fade into the background?"&nbsp; The warm mezzo-soprano called over the screen, receiving a soft feminine grunt of agreement from around the corner.<br><br>"Come now...I know you feel much the way that I do, if only because you would rather I never served in a combat zone.&nbsp; A royal guardian can't exactly throw themselves in the way of a shredder bolt to save their charge, can they?"&nbsp; This time the response was a more disagreeable, unhappy sounding grunt.&nbsp; A few moments later her royal highness, princess Telaliel stepped back around the screen wearing a rather light dress that breathed easily and let the sunlight through slightly.&nbsp; "Much better than courtwear.&nbsp; Now...what is on the agenda for this afternoon?"&nbsp; She smiled to her guard and waited a moment for her response.<br><br>Instead of the usual bored recitation of the schedule for the afternoon she instead found the guard looking somewhat distracted, listening to a voice on an ear piece.&nbsp; After a few seconds the guard paled slightly and looked to the princess, "if your highness would come with me?&nbsp; It would appear that there is a situation and I am asked to move you to a discreet, secure location."&nbsp; The large royal guards tone was not the type to brook any disobedience from her charge.&nbsp; With the smoothness of years of martial practice she turned and moved quickly through one of the side doors of the royal quarters.&nbsp; The ones that led to the orni-park on the roof, not the secure rooms below, or the cart-park either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 19:47:17</strong>
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				Lt. Wade turns away from the viewport. Normally he loved watching as the ship goes through warp, but at the moment he was watching a hopeful candidate in the simulator. He was supposed to pick out one last member to join his squadron, unfortunately he had yet to find one that would fit.<br><br>His thoughts turn to the fighters his Crimson Lance squadron pilots. All the fighters are deep crimson in color with a pair of golden lances on the side. Unlike regular fighters his squadrons are all modified with no limiters and increased speed and maneuverability. Every man that flies for him are a special breed, some might call them daredevils or reckless, but they are able to handle the g-forces that the fighters put out.<br><br>Even so they have specially made suits to cut that down even further. Most of the candidates Wade has had so far were still green, their only thoughts towards making a name for themselves like Wade.<br><br>His exploits may not be legendary, but the way he handles his fighter maybe. With the highest kill count on the ship he was dubbed the Crimson Comet. Wade shakes his head watching the pilot in the simulator run headfirst into a piece of debris and turn into a ball of flame, "Kill count never matters... The number that makes a commander great is having a low casualty rate..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 20:14:23</strong>
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				the Flotilla had come to a stop. the Mining ship captains confused as to why they were holding position. Due to the drastic change in circumstances. The thought that they were visible from the observatories on the planet surface hasn't really occurred to anyone. "What do you mean, "We" are the Law out here?" Black demanded. "Captain Black. This sector of space is outside the influence of the Earth Government. The Corporation has spent countless time and money manipulating officials and documents to ensure no one knows that this system is out here but us. Your ship and Crew were quite useful in protecting that secret." Cromwell hinted. Black's singular eye narrowed coldly on the little Wort. "Comms, patch me through to the CEO, Immediately!" Black Barked. the ensign bent to his task as Alexander simply paced closer to the helms woman. "That won't do you much good, Captain" Alexander quipped.<br><br>Within a few minutes a rather busty young woman appeared. "Mr. Mushima's Office. Who is calling?" She asked seemingly rather bored as she worked on her nails. "This is Captain Jeremy Black of the Musashi. I need to speak with the CEO on Urgent Business." Jeremy demanded. The secretary simply rolled her eyes. "Mr. Mushima is in a very important meeting and can't be disturbed." She said in huff as she blew on the drying nail polish on her fingernails. "I am sure the CEO is quite busy, but this Matter is very urgent." Black said trying to keep his temper in check. The secretary scowled deeply as she pressed a few buttons. The Screen quickly shifted to show a shadowy man sitting behind a desk. "Yes, What is it Captain Black?" The Shadow figure stated. Jeremy scowled at the overly dramatic display. "Sir, I bring disturbing News. Planetary body 2234Alpha contains Sentient life. Judging by the scans, they are at a mid-21st century level of development. Though we do not detect much in the way of extra planetary expansion." Jeremy reported. "So?" Mushima asked lazily. "Sir, we must call off the Mission." Black said. "Captain, you have Contingency plan "13", do you not?" Mushima asked. "Yes, He does Sir." Cromwell quickly chirped eager for brownie points. "So I fail to see any issue. We invested a lot of capital into this Venture. You will follow your orders, Captain. Otherwise I will find someone who will." The CEO barked back before closing the connection. Causing the other members of the Bridge to wince at the statement, but Alexander held a greedy gleam in his eye. <br><br>Outside, the Mining Fleet began to move again. Moving into a Tactical landing formation. "Who Ordered them to move?" Black demanded to know. "Unknown sir. They are refusing to answer hails" The Comm officer reported. Black growled. "All Stations, Battlestations!" He barked. There was a collective gasp on the bridge. The Alarm Klaxon began to blare through the ship as the sound of boot falls echoed down the Hall. Jeremy adjusted his Cap as he looked over the display. "Contact the Mining flotilla. Tell them if they do not cease their advance and set course for outside the system. We will fire upon them." He said coldly. "CAPTAIN! You mean to fire upon Corporation ships!?" Alexander yelped in shock. "If they don't turn around, then Yes." Black said as he calmly took the seat at his terminal. "I will not be a part of the eradication of another Race, Mr. Cromwell."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 03:13:44</strong>
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				<em>Meanwhile, on the surface...</em><br><br>The arrival of the flotilla had not been commented on in the news-casts as of yet, but the word was quickly spreading through military and certain select members of the civilian side.&nbsp; The energy readings of the arrival of the ships had, fortunately, been caught by one of the monitoring stations that was mostly keeping track of one of the small handful of satellites in orbit.&nbsp; By and large the reaction wasn't visible from outside as the armed forces began to prepare.&nbsp; A number of flights were quietly grounded, even as other, smaller craft began launching and spreading, moving persons of import to distant, secure locations.<br><br>Including one less than wholly agreeable princess.<br><br>------------------------<br><br>Telaliel frowned as the royal guard in front of her opened the door to the rooftop orni-pad, the bay doors still closed, and began walking purposefully towards one of the smaller craft.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Would you mind telling me what is going on that has you in such a hurry?"&nbsp; &nbsp;The guardswoman didn't even pause in her strides as she led her charge to one of the vehicles.&nbsp; "One of the sensor watches caught a burst of energy where there shouldn't have been anything.&nbsp; A followup scan found multiple energy signatures sitting in space some distance away and..." she paused, listening again, then said a number of choice words she was not supposed to speak around royalty.&nbsp; "Some of the energy signatures are beginning to move this way.&nbsp; We have to get you out of here, NOW!"&nbsp; The guard moved to grab her charge by the arm, meaning to force her into the 'thopter if necessary.<br><br>The princess lightly danced back a step and out of the grasping hand as she considered a moment.&nbsp; "Then we should take my orni.&nbsp; I know you prefer the Diving Hawk, but it's slower and more well armored, but the Screaming Swallow is much faster, not unarmored and much better armed."<br><br>The royal guard frowned at her charge, considering how best to get her into the armored luxory ornithopter rather than her well worn military craft.&nbsp; "You've been over the same contingency plans as the rest of the family, your highness.&nbsp; They hold the orbitals.&nbsp; You're father has been working so that we can hold our own orbitals, but you know as well as I that is some decades off.&nbsp; For now, there is nothing you can do for your people save to make yourself safe.&nbsp; Your mother is being moved to another location and...your father will remain here, should we receive peaceful contact.&nbsp; But you need to move <em>now</em> your highness!"<br><br>Telaliel nods and moves towards the Swallow, the hexawinged fighter 'thopter.&nbsp; "Then we need to move quickly.&nbsp; The Hawk is simply too slow."&nbsp; Her tone didn't brook any argument, she simply slid into the pilots couch and began bringing systems online.&nbsp; "I do wish they hadn't said I couldn't keep her armed at the palace...she almost feels unbalanced without her shredder bolts."&nbsp; The guard slid into the co-pilot couch with a slight grumble.&nbsp; It wasn't that she disagreed with the princess, simply that she really, really disliked not being in control of a situation.&nbsp; And if ever there was a situation of her being out of control, it was whenever her charge sat in this bird.<br><br>------------------------<br><br>A few moments later the doors pulled back quickly and the ornithopter stepped into the sunlight, translucent wings unfolding from their stowage, stretching as if to feel the warmth of the light upon them with a little shudder.&nbsp; A moment later, when system checks were complete, the six wings raised and beat the air once, twice, then began to blur as they quickly accelerated to take off.&nbsp; The arched, delicate legs fold up into the main body as soon as they are clear of the roof edge and the small craft moved to its full cruising speed, heading almost due east at nearly twice the speed of sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 04:26:55</strong>
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				Wades head whips around as the alarm sounds. Shutting down the simulator he claps the pilot on the shoulder, "I'm sorry, but you're not ready yet. Maybe with a little time you will be able to handle our fighters. Head back to your squadron and get suited up."<br><br>Heading out he starts at a run to the gear room where he is mildly surprised to see he was beat by the rest of the Crimson Lance. Letting out a chuckle he gets ready, "OK guys when we get back the first rounds on me...Get back intact and I will buy the second as well."<br><br>Geared and ready they head out to where their fighters are being prepped and ready. Climbing into the cockpit Wade straps himself in as he starts to cycle the engines. Lowering the hatch he maneuvers the fighter to the catapult and as the fighters are latched up he hits the com switch to the bridge, "Crimson Lance squadron ready to take off. What are our objectives Captain?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 06:02:18</strong>
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				"Gunnery Crews. Prepare to fire Turrets 1 and 2." Black ordered. Cromwell went white as a sheet. "Those ships are Corporation Property! YOu can't fire upon them!" He shrieked. Black simply ignored him, "I want a volley fired across their projected course." He finished. The Order's were repeated and relayed in proper naval fashion as the two Forward Gun Turrets traversed and the barrels aligned for the shot. There was a brief moment of charge as the tips of the guns glowed with a bright bluish-white energy. The very next instant the six beams streaked across the void. Passing just in front of the lead ships. <br><br>"Sir, 2/3rds of the Flotilla are pulling up and away." The Radar tech reported even though it could be seen just outside. However that still left 8 ships careening for the planet surface. "Helm, Set an Intercept course. Ahead Full!" Black barked. "Captain, Fighter squadrons reporting ready for take off!" A ensign reported, Turning from his station. "Blue and Green Squadrons are to corral the Ships that turned back. Make sure they don't make for a second attempt at the planet. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadron are to assist in discouraging the remaining flotilla from making planet fall." Jeremy ordered. The Orders were relayed as the ventral hatch opened and fighters began to pour out as the Catapults launched others into space. The Musashi's engines spooled up as it gave Case. the Distinctive Red and Gold Fighters of the Crimson Lance forming up Along with indigo. <br><br>The Musashi was quickly catching up, but Time was running out. "Fire another Volley!" Black ordered. Once again the First two Turrets on the Musashi Fired. The Beams streaking past the ships. Much closer this time. This did the trick in scaring all but the largest of the Mining ships. At over 600 meters. it was over twice the length of the Musashi. "Contact Indigo Squadron. Tell them to herd those ships back towards the others." Jeremy ordered. The Musashi and Crimson Lance Squadron continued to pursue the rogue Mining ship. "Sir Atmospheric entry in 10 seconds." the Helms woman reported. Black scowled. " Continue pursuit. Prepare the ship for atmospheric entry." Black ordered. The bow Mining ship and the Musashi rose steadily as their undersides began to glow red hot. <br><br>As the people of this world looked up into the bright sky. They saw a strange spectacle. Two huge Fireballs howling through the sky. None, save for a select few realized it was two alien spaceships entering their atmosphere. "Captain, we have entered Planet 2234Alpha's atmosphere." Helm reported. "Deploy Airfoils." Black ordered, the ship buffeted slightly as it plowed through the air. Amidship, large delta wings extended for atmospheric maneuvering. "Sir, We on an direct path for a Large population center." the Navigation Tech reported. They didn't know that they were headed directly for the Capital. Black made some quick calculations. Giving their air speed was mach 8. "Get me Lt. Wilson". A second later, the image of 1st Lt. Wade Wilson appeared. "Lt Wilson. I Need you and your squadron to try and divert the Mining ship. At its current speed. the Shockwaves coming off of it could do massive damage to A Population center. At the very least You need to slow it down. We can not longer pursue as we need to cut our air speed drastically ourselves." Black relayed to his best pilot. At the Bow of the Musashi. three panels on both sides of the bow just under the Rocket anchors opened as Retro thrusters fired. The Air speed indicator began dropping like a stone. Mach 7...Mach 6...Mach 5....Mach 4.... The normally peaceful skies were shattered with the thunderous roaring of the two ships massive engines.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 07:54:25</strong>
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				Telaliel was just barely past the city limits when alarms started screaming across her panel and chatter started picking up on air direction channels.&nbsp; Scant seconds after that began various guidance and control systems started pinging, reporting a rapidly descending mountain overhead, broadcasting as much energy in either form as many metropolitan cities on the world.&nbsp; Without even thinking she dove to just above ground effect level and opened the throttle on the ornithopter.&nbsp; "Hwestadis is going to <em>kill</em> me for the maintenance after this."&nbsp; The wings of the 'thopter beat frantically, each stroke breaking the sound barrier on its own and propelling the craft even faster and it blurred over the trees.&nbsp; "And next time palace security says I can't have shredder bolts ready loaded, I will make it a royal decree!"<br><br>The guard in the back of the craft was barely aware of her charges commentary, pressed back as she was in the co-pilot couch.&nbsp; There were certain stresses that the Ælpheran form was meant to take and this was not one of them.&nbsp; Her armor tried to compensate, but was simply not designed for such.&nbsp; The pilot couches were designed to assist, but the armor prevented it from working properly.&nbsp; Which meant that she was taking the full brunt of the forces as the princess slalomed her way over the forest, trying to make a run for someplace to hide, or at the very least, rearm properly.&nbsp; But there was nothing she could do about vessels hundreds of rangwe long about to land on her home at even higher speeds than she was trying to flee it.<br><br>Even as the royal guard was blacking out, the princess was cursing under her breath, trying to finesse even more speed out of the orni, by pure will and prayer as much as technical skill.&nbsp; "I swear by all the fell and ancient gods, if they crush Nandellemar, I will find some way to destroy them."&nbsp; She slid the small craft around one of the taller hills that verged towards a small mountain, one hand flipping through the guidance system.&nbsp; "There must be...ah, there we are!"&nbsp; She opened up a channel to an airbase, still a few moments away.&nbsp; "This is the fighter Screaming Swallow, registered personal craft of Princess Telaliel.&nbsp; I am formally requesting any and all assistance possible be brought against the threat to Nandellemar.&nbsp; Also requesting full heavy load out for Fion class hexa-wing fighter, repeat <em>heavy</em> load out for Fion class hexa-wing fighter.&nbsp; We do not know for certain if the entities are hostile or otherwise..." she took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment as she thought of her father in the palace, likely about to be crushed.&nbsp; "We will not be the ones to begin this, but we can avenge those who fall if they do."&nbsp; She released the transmission switch and banked slightly, heading for the installation in the midst of the forest.&nbsp; It tore at her to be so utterly...useless when she was most needed, but she could not face what was happening unarmed.&nbsp; If the gods showed her any favor, the tears would be dry by the time she landed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 18:50:07</strong>
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				The force of takeoff presses Wade back in his seat as the deck fly by his eyes then nothing but stars. Wade is quiet as he mulls over his orders then replies, "Understood..."<br><br>Switching focus he speaks with the rest of his squadron, "Form up with Indigo we get to be cowboys today. We need to get those mining ships away from that planet and back with the others."<br><br>Increasing thrust he flows to the right focusing on the closest ship. Sighting along the bow Wade preses the trigger and loses a blast of energy that grazes the ship. Adjusting slightly he deliberately flashes across the bridge of the mining ship letting the captain know who he was up against. Incredibly it seems to work as the ship begins to turn and head away from the planet, "Hey I didn't think that would work!"<br><br>Wade then sees the shockwave from the blasts the Musashi had fired, "Oh and here I thought it was my charm that chased them off..."<br><br>Then Captain Black appears on his viewscreen with an update,"Understood sir... I'll try to get them to back off, but it might lose an engine. Other then an attacking the bridge I don't see a away to do it without killing any of them."<br><br>Flipping channels again he signals the rest of his boys, "Crimson squadron we need to stop that last ship. Go for the center engine and if it comes to it I myself will attack the bridge. Other then that hit any other targets that might slow this beast down of chase them off. Combat restrictions cancelled pour on the speed boys!"<br><br>Hitting his thrusters Wade leads the way maneuvering towards the back of the mining ship. Waiting till the last second the entire squadron fires at the center engine before rolling and breaking off to find different targets. Wade himself comes back around to watch the effected engine sputter and then blow before he himself circles off hitting random targets along the ship as he makes his way towards the bridge....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 20:42:00</strong>
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				Princess Teleheil' Ornicopter just barely touched down on the landing pad when Tech crews swarmed over it. Some loading the munitions she requested. Others, looking over for any signs of wear and tear. "Your Highness." One Tech said as he approached. "Ma'am. We just received word that your mother, the Queen, has safely arrived at her destination. Your Father is still at the Royal palace. We have our Fighters taking off and Forming a defensive line at the Capitol. Your Highness, Is it true that whatever these "Things" are, they are Huge?" The Tech asked. Nervousness in his voice. <br><br>"Sadly, I agree with you Lt. I find it hard to accept that we can stop this without killing anyone. Do the best you can. If the ship can't be Diverted or slowed before they close to within 50kms of the City Then We'll destroy it with the Undulation Gun." Black said as he heard Lt. Wilson's reply. Cromwell's mouth hung open. "Y-you can't!! That ship is company property." He stammered. Jeremy looked at him coldly. "Why am I not surprised <em>That</em> is your primary concern. Mr. Cromwell. You do realize there are over 200 people on board that ship. That they ignored repeated orders to halt as well as warnings. I assure you Mr. Cromwell, I do not want to be forced to Kill all those people, but I will if I am pushed." Black stated flatly. "Captain, I am reading multiple smaller signatures rising up from the planet's surface. I suspect they are fighters." The Radar tech Reported. "Do Not engage them! Even if they fire upon us. Do Not Return Fire for any reason!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 02:05:44</strong>
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				Telaliel shook out her hair after the flight massaging her scalp for a moment as she considered the tech a moment, then glanced back to him.&nbsp; "My guidance system registered them as small mountains.&nbsp; Overhead mountains.&nbsp; My concern at the moment is doing whatever we can to save the city, later we can worry about sensors packages that register ships as mountains."&nbsp; She pivoted on her heel, gesturing to some of the crew, "and would you mind pulling my melissevarya out of the orni and finding her somewhere to rest.&nbsp; I fear my flying is somewhat hard on her."&nbsp; She gave the crew a wan sort of smile and turned toward the control station to see what was going on and trying to organize the chaos as best she could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 04:31:39</strong>
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				"Is it possible to do a point to point warp?" Black asked his Engineer. The engineer looked at the captain as in disbelief. "Are you serious, Captain?" The Engineer asked. "Yes, Deadly serious. If we have to use the Undulation gun. I don't want to chance damage to the city." Black commented. "uh, calculating." the Engineer stated as he bent over his station. after a moment he looked back at Jeremy. His face white as a sheet. "Its possible, but... Dangerous." the engineer reported. Black weighed the other options. "Prepare for a point to point warp. Put us directly in front of the rogue ship. Helm, Execute order on Engineer's command." Black ordered. The engineer started his calculations as the others buckled their belts. "Execute on my mark. In 5...4...3...2...1...MARK!" the Musashi's immensely powerful engines hummed as they obediently obeyed their command. The immense ship quickly disappearing. <br><br>"What the? One of the energy signatures disappeared!" The controller stated in shock and confusion. however they didn't have to wonder long on where it went when another large energy signature appeared. Directly over the city!. The citizens gasped and pointed up at the Dark Red Keel of the Musashi as it hovered over the city. To them it just appeared out of thin air. "Helm, Bring us about 180 degrees. ahead 1/3" Black barked. The Defensive fighter formation was in a near panic as one of the ships simply appeared behind them. They waiting for orders as the Musashi passed harmlessly over head. The Musashi moved to a point 25 km from the center of the City. Her guns angling for a shot. "Comms, Continue trying to reach them. Give them one last warning." Black issued. The Musashi holding a defensive position between the Population center and the Mining vessel. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 21:48:52</strong>
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				"Captain, Mining Vessel as Breached the 50km Mark!" The Radar tech reported. "Contact Lt. Wilson. All Fighter to vacate line of Fire. Prepare to fire the Undulation gun." Black ordered. the Atmosphere on the bridge grew heavy as the Crew bent to their Tasks. "Crimson Squadron, Vacate Area of effect. Musashi to Fire Primary Battery. Repeat: Crimson Squadron, Vacate Area of Effect. Musashi to fire Primary battery." The Comms controller announced. "Line of Fire check." Black asked. Wanting to make sure he wasn't about to endanger the ships and his fighters in orbit. "Line of Fire, Clear." The Weapons Control officer reported. Deep within the bow of the ship. Titanic energies began to build and coalesce. In Engineering. Needles began to sweep there ranges as the power continued to build. On the Bridge. a Pistol grip shaped fire control interface rose from the Weapons Control officer's console. A small HUD screen pivoted up displaying Targeting data. upon the screen, the outline of the Rogue Mining ship appeared. <br><br>On the Ground, The people of this world peered up into the sky. At first it started low. so low that no one heard it at first, but quickly it grew louder till it was almost deafening. A horrific demonic screeching as the Energies built up at the bow of the Musashi. Many of them had to cover their Ears. "Sir, Crimson Lance Squadron has Vacated area of effect." The Radar tech reported. "Fire." Black Ordered. The Weapons Officer squeezed the trigger as a plunger slid forward. The Very next instant, a beam of energy sprang forth from the bow of the Musashi. The beam was blinding as it shot straight and true. The Engines of the Musashi having to compensate for the firing of the weapon. On the Ground, the Citizens of the planet had to avert their eyes or risked going blind. The air grew noticeably hotter. Some thought it be the end of the world.<br><br>The Beam streaked across the skies and instantly enveloped the mining Vessel. the Silhouette could be seen for a brief moment before the force of the beam incinerated it completely. The Firing and destruction of the Mining ship only took a couple of seconds, however it felt like an eternity for those that witnessed it. Once the Howling and the blinding light dissipated. All that was left was the Musashi hovering in the air. "Stand down from Battle stations." Black said with a sigh. Not particularly happy that the events turned out this way. However, it was on the Crew of the Mining vessel as they refused to heed their warning. Now came another tough decision. Do they simply leave, or do they stay and check on the people of this population center. Black let out a tired sigh as he made his decision. "Recover Fighters. Once completed. Helm, bring us about and make for a landing in the ocean. Comms, See if you can make contact. Have the computers work on a translation program so we can at least talk to them. We got a mess to Clean up." He said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 03:21:41</strong>
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				Wade makes his way towards the bridge before getting the call from the Musashi. Hitting his comm relay he calls his squadron, "Crimson Lance evacuate from around the mining ship! The Captain will take out the ship we will take up patrols around the Musashi just in case."<br><br>The Crimson Lance breaks hard and abandons the mining ship. Wade turns his head just in time to see the blast that takes out the ship. The fighters flow around the Musashi watching for threats before they mobilize one last time and head back to the ship.<br><br>Wade himself takes one last loop around the ship looking at the land below him as everyone else lands. Snapping some pictures of the buildings he decides it's his turn to land. Sweeping lazily around he heads back to the Musashi. Lining himself up he lands on the ship. As his fighter comes to rest he opens his cockpit and leaping out he heads to the showers...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 04:25:44</strong>
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				The princess stood in the control center at the base, watching anxiously over the shoulder of one of the poor techs.&nbsp; She knew better, of course.&nbsp; Such would only make him nervous as soon as he realized who was standing behind him during what would like be one of the most important moments in their world, and yet there was nowhere else for her to go to see what was happening so far away.<br><br>She started to say something at the same time as the controller spoke, when the Musashi warped, then turned and maneuvered away.&nbsp; She watched the maneuvers quietly for a long moment and murmurs, "their fighters are faster than ours, but...they only move in lines and long, banking sweeps.&nbsp; No jinking the way an orni can.&nbsp; And what are they do...!"&nbsp; She cut off as the fighters maneuvered out of the way and the display shown brightly for a moment before a breaker tripped, shutting off the display.&nbsp; Everyone was half panicked, wondering what had happened to the scanner installation when one of the others reset the breaker and the feed came back up.<br><br>With one less major power signature than before, and a column of air showing as highly energized, though fading quickly to normal levels.&nbsp; "I do not know who these people are, or what their plans are...was that simply politicking gone awry?&nbsp; Disagreements?&nbsp; Different races?"&nbsp; She sighed and turned to pace, considering.&nbsp; She stopped and looked at an intelligence officer, "I know that we don't have much to go on, but I would like for you to begin working up everything you can on what we have seen so far.&nbsp; Use any personnel you need.&nbsp; We don't know what the condition at the capitol is," she carefully did not say anything about the king or the palace, trying to avoid even thinking about it, "they might have deployed something while they were over the city.&nbsp; Even if they didn't, that surge likely shut down any powered equipment there even worse than it did here."&nbsp; She waved him off to pull together what he could and went back to her pacing and thinking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 22:27:21</strong>
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				At the Royal palace, it was literally chaos as people scrambled to get power up and running. The King was finding it hard to believe what they just witnessed. Two crafts, impossibly huge, flying through the air on tails of fire. When the one released that massive energy surge, it pretty much blacked out the city. The King paced worriedly. He heard his wife was safe, but his daughter was another matter. "Your Majesty, We should have back up power up shortly." A Staff member reported. The King nodded but still he continued to pace.<br><br>"Captain, We have retrieved Crimson Lance Squadron.". "Helm, Bring us about and land the ship. Maintain position 10km from the population center. How is the translation program coming?" Black inquired as he stood up from his station and moved to the center of the room. "Sir, Translation program is still running. Scanning all detected radio frequencies and Electro magnetic waves." The Comms Tech reported. Black nodded as he watched the horizon tilt slightly as the Musashi banked around. The artificial gravity on board making it feel like he was still standing straight up. Through it was a bit unnerving to have his body tell him two very different things. The Musashi straightened up as it retracted its Airfoils in preparation for the landing in this world's Oceans. As the ship entered the water, its cross section clearly demonstrating its Naval ancestry. it slowed to a stop precisely 10km from the city. The cityscape visible just outside the windscreen. "Maintain Yellow Alert. They may come out to meet us before we can convey our peaceful intentions." Black ordered as he moved to the front of the bridge. The Bow of the ship and her guns pointing straight ahead. <br><br>Back at the Royal place, the lights flickered on after almost an hour. Everyone let out a sigh of relief as they turned back to their stations. Information began to pour in. "Status?" the King demanded. "Sir, the Larger of the two crafts has been completely obliterated." The Tech reported. The King blinked. Unconsciously mimicking the thoughts of his daughter. As to the purpose of this display. "Do we have a fix on that other craft's whereabouts?" He asked. "Sire, Reports state that it has landed in the water just offshore and is sitting there." Another Tech in the Control room reported. "Any damage to the city?". "No major Damage reported Your Highness." Came the reply. He nodded in relief. the Control was starting to come back into order when a female Staffer called out. "Sir, There is something breaking in all Channels!" She yelped. "Put it On Screen." The King Demanded. What appeared before them was a Person that looked similar to them. If the Situation wasn't as Tense. The World Dashing could be used to describe how this person looked in uniform. However, His singular eye and the way the high collar and Cap of his uniform framed his face gave him a stern countenance. This broadcast was being transmitted on every frequency so that it couldn't be missed.&nbsp; <br><br>It took about an hour before the computer could come up with a program that would allow Captain Black to communicate. He gave himself a quick once over. Pulling and straightening his Black and white Jacket and adjust the pleat in his trousers. The last thing he did was square his hat before he looked to the Comms Tech. He wished he hadn't lost his left eye. the Presence of the eye patch probably wasn't going to win him any points. "Your on sir." The Comms tech mouthed as Jeremy looked directly into the Camera. "Greetings and Salutations People of this world. I am Captain Jeremy Black of the Space Battleship Musashi. We have Come in peace and do not mean your people any harm."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 20:55:55</strong>
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				Wade steps into the equipment room and raises a hand to silence his comrades, "Stay suited up. We have no idea of what these inhabitants will do, so stand ready to launch at a moments notice. If you want a bite to eat keep it light and rest up. We have now fired upon our own people and there is no telling what will come of this. Maybe we'll be called pirates, but more then likely we'll be called traitors for defending another race."<br><br>He grins, "Maybe we get lucky and they send the Yamato after us... We'll show them what real flying is all about won't we boys? Now get going and enjoy whatever downtime we get. It's about to get interesting!"<br><br>Wade leaves the room to cheers and as he walks the passageway towards the bridge he looks at the pictures he snapped on his camera. With a smile he enters the bridge while Captain Black is speaking standing to the side he looks out admiring the world they fought their own kind to protect. Wade smiles as he waits for the Captain to finish.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 22:03:08</strong>
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				Black Repeated his message once more. Once he finished, The Transmission ceased. Jeremy let out his breath as he turned to see his Leading pilot standing near the bridge entrance. Jeremy returned the salute smartly. "Good work out there, Lt. I wished things didn't go as far as they had." Jeremy said as he looked out over the bow of his ship. There were aspects of this world that was so much like Earth was before the attack of the Gamilons. It was almost like looking in a History book. "We sent a transmission of our peaceful intentions. Hopefully, they are well received. Course, Knowing our streak of Luck. I probably just told them the measurements of Playmate of the Year." Black said in jest. Now all they can do is sit and wait. see for any reaction.<br><br>At the Corporate Headquarters of Lazarus Corporation. The Board was meeting to discuss this turn of events. "HOW DARE HE! Does he know how much a Goliath class mining Vessel costs?" One Obese board member shouted as he slammed his fat fist upon the polymer table. The others interjecting their opinions, tirades, and hollow threats. The truth of the Matter was that the Musashi was their only real fighting vessel. Its job was the escort Corporation ships, and defend it from Threats. However, Since it turned rogue. They had nothing to send against it to reign it back him. The CEO, Alexander Mushima, Had his back turned from the table as the Monitor continually looped the firing of the Undulation gun and the subsequent destruction of the Mining vessel. His fingertips pressed together in a steeple configuration. He was livid at the loss of capitol of not only the Mining vessel, but the mineral Resources of the planet as well. "Why couldn't he just follow orders?" He fumed. "We need to contact the EDF. Inform them that the Musashi and their Crew have gone Rogue." He said as he spun around and faced the others. "Sir, We'll need time to properly "Frame" the request. Remember that we were going to invade and remove...." A Young Woman spoke, but was quickly cut off by the CEO. "We were going to "relocate" Them to a better world." The CEO Corrected. "Sir, "Relocate" A indigenous race against their will. If the Earth Government is told of this. It would ruin Lazarus Corp., Sir." She explained. The CEO nodded. "Get to Work on properly framing the Request. Recall our Mining vessels in the area." Alexander said as he turned away from the Table.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 05:47:03</strong>
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				After a few moments of pondering the princess turned to one of the flight coordinators, "where are we on rearming the Swallow and the flight readiness of the wing?" She nodded slightly at the confirmation that things were just about ready, turning to leave.&nbsp; "Please let the intelligence officer know to comm his findings to myself and the palace, if and when it comes back online.&nbsp; And...please take care of my melissevarya?&nbsp; She will be upset when she realizes I have left without her."&nbsp; She smiled&nbsp; and disappeared down to the flight level again, heading towards her orni.<br><br>===============<br><br>Screaming Swallow crested over a ridgeline in the forest before dropping back down, giving a quick glimpse of the ship, followed by a flight of seven more heavy combat ornithopters.&nbsp; She pursed her lips and gave a low whistle as the first data scrolled over her screen.&nbsp; "That...is rather a lot of energy for such a vessel.&nbsp; Given what it did to the other ship and the traces left in the atmosphere, though..."&nbsp; She leaned back and considered to herself a moment, flying by instinct while she considered.&nbsp; Of course, that would be the moment of the open, unencrypted all channels broadcast from the ship.<br><br>She listened to the message, the visual component on the display on one side where she could catch it in the corner of her eye.&nbsp; She considered things to herself for a moment before opening a closed channel to the wing, "continue approach, maintain range of attahume rangwe (~4 kilometers) in a basketweaver pattern.&nbsp; Do not engage unless actively engaged."&nbsp; She waited for confirmation from the anxious flight before switching the comm over to palace, checking to see if they were online yet.&nbsp; She sighed a moment before opening the channel.&nbsp; Why did her father have to choose her call sign?&nbsp; "Base 1, base 1, this is merry wood nymph...requesting status update and..." she gave a slight trembling smile as she slalomed through the forest, "base 1, forgive the breach of comm etiquette and just put my father on the channel?&nbsp; I...just need to talk with him."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 06:16:37</strong>
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				Wade shakes his head, "It couldn't be helped sir. Though I would have felt better if they put weapons on those ships. It felt wrong to fire on something that couldn't fight back."<br><br>His eyes wander over the landscape, "So wonderful... I snapped some pictures of their building as well while I was out the architecture is lovely. Though now if I was them I would probably send out a squadron to observe us. After our display they would probably have orders not to fire on us first."<br><br>Wade looks out towards the forest missing a glimpse of something before it headed back into the tree line. Frowning he thinks a moment, "Those trees would provide good cover... If the craft could maneuver quick enough... "<br><br>Scratching his jaw he looks towards Captain Black, "If I may sir would it be all right if I took a pair of wingmen and patrolled around the ship?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 17:22:44</strong>
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				Jeremy Black took a second to think about his Lt.'s proposal. "Ok, Permission granted. However, engagement is the absolute last resort. We're trying to be neighborly here." Black said as he watched his Lt. Disappear off the bridge. "Radar, Keep a full sweep. The Lt. is right. Those trees would make good cover." He Said as took his seat. Alexander Cromwell has been abnormally quiet during all this. Suddenly it was like a switch was flipped in him. "YOU IMBECILE! You have destroyed your career and the Careers of everyone on board this ship!" Cromwell began to shout. Black let him go with his tirade for a minute until the short obese man had to catch his breath. "Really now. Mr Cromwell. I like to think I have saved the Corporation. What do you think the Earth Government would have done if word to out of the true Intention of the Corporation here on this world. I can assure you. Your pension would be the least of your worries. So sit down and shut up, Mr. Cromwell. Otherwise, we'll be able to see if you can swim to shore." Black threatened. Alexander sat down in his chair grumbling. <br><br>In the Royal palace. the King was still trying to grasp what just happened. In the span of just little under an Hour. Almost every preconceived notion his people possessed about their place in the cosmos was turned upside down. The Strange person on screen with the single eye looked stern, yet his message talked of peace. How could they believe that with the display they witnessed. It could have easily been demonstration of power. A way to intimidate the people of his world. He had to tread very carefully. Another concern was his Daughter. He hadn't heard anything on her since the whole ordeal started. As he looked upon the frozen image of the alien, a aide trotted up him. "My Daughter! yes, Put her on." He commanded. A moment later, the image of his daughter appeared on a small screen at a terminal nearby. The King was overjoyed that she appeared alright. "I am so happy your safe and well, my dearest Telaliel.". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 17:45:40</strong>
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				Making his way back to where his squadron would be thoughts ran through Wades head. Three fighters would be an ideal number... Not enough to mount an real offencive, but enough for light defence. One fighter might have worked though if the inhabitants of this world were under no fire orders one ship would make a tempting target to break those orders. However three fighters ensure that not all would be destroyed before the full squadron is out and mobilized.<br><br>Poking his head in Wade looks at the pilots, "Hotshot and Sideswipe come with me. We're going patrolling... We are not to fire unless fired upon and we must keep a close eye out. We have no clue on what they fly or anything else..."<br><br>Heading out he slides into the seat of his fighter once more. Looking over his instrument panel he presses fingers to his lips then places them on a picture of a lovely younger woman, "Watch over me mom..."<br><br>His display is almost a ritual as he closes the cockpit and maneuvers his fighter to the catapult with his two wingmen. Wade does a once over again checking instruments and then the controlable instruments. He chuckles over the main comm, "I wonder if we'll ever advance far enough for giant fighting robots? Anyways this is the Crimson Comet heading out..."<br><br>The catapults shoot forward bringing rapidly accelerating craft with before he is out over the blue waters. He circles about as his two wingmen join him staying in a wedge formation. Flashing overhead the crimson and gold fighters head out over the treeline....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 00:01:43</strong>
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				The ornithopters remained below the level of the trees, zipping back and forth and watching for any energy readings that might indicate something was up.&nbsp; Telaliel chanced a momentary glace at the display of her father in the corner, giving him a smile.&nbsp; "It's good to see everything is well at the palace, especially you father.&nbsp; I'm currently leading one of the wings from the eastern base on a patrol a short ways from the alien vessel.&nbsp; I don't know if they've seen us yet...we're staying fairly low and holding fire.&nbsp; What do you think of this...alien's announcement of peaceful intent?&nbsp; With the firepower we saw, that must be a warship.&nbsp; And if it is <em>not</em> a warship, I don't want to know what they would send as an actual warship!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 02:48:51</strong>
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				The King listened to his daughter. Worry etched on his face as when she said that she was near the alien vessel. However, He knew his daughter well enough to know that she wouldn't come back if he ordered her too. "Just be careful. That ship displayed incredible power. If these aliens possess more ships of such destructive capabilities we could never dream of winning a war with them. I am hoping the message of peace is just that. A message of peace. We are currently working on trying to make contact. Since they broadcasted in our tongue. We believe they should be able to understand us if we broadcast normally." The King stated though his face and tone of his voice held a deep worry. "Just be careful, my precious daughter." One part of the message worried the King the most. The Alien said he hailed from a "Space Battleship". It was a warship, but why would a warship sue for peace?<br><br>_______________________<br><br>On board the Musashi, The radar detected something in the direction of the forest that Lt. Wilson was en route to investigate. "Captain, I am detecting a group of object directly in the path of Crimson Lance Flight. Though their movements are quite erratic. Almost like Helicopters, sir." The Tech explained. Black nodded. "They must be observing us. Contact Crimson Lance Lead and inform him of the update." Black ordered as he rolled his head on his neck. Feeling that the joint has gotten stiff. "Sir, we're detecting a transmission. I believe it is from the Planet." The Comms tech reported. "Put it on screen". Jeremy stood up and approached the center of the room. Standing straight his hands clasped behind his back. A grainy picture of an older gentleman appeared upon the viewer. He held a strong countenance though one showing the wear of duty far longer than Jeremy. However it was his features that Jeremy found most interesting. They looked, Elvish.&nbsp; "I am King Ferinand Moondream of Ælphera." The Older gentleman said in his native language. the computer translating a half beat later. "Good, At least now we know the name of this world." Black thought as he formed his words carefully. "Greetings, Your Royal Majesty. I am Captain Jeremy Black. Commander of the Space Battleship Musashi.". There was a slight delay on their end as the translation was being received. The worry on the King's face seemed to lighten a bit at the display of respect that Jeremy showed to him. "Your message says you come in peace, but your recent display was...dramatic." Ferinand stated. Jeremy nodded. "Yes, I wished it didn't have to come that. There was 200 people upon that ship. 200 people that will never see their families and loved ones again. However, they made their bed and they had to sleep in it." Jeremy said, a bit of regret hanging in his voice. Ferinand's brows knitted as he tried to comprehend what the alien said. "What is your Intention now, Captain? Why are you staying?" The King Inquired. "My intention is to apologize. On behalf of my people." Black stated with no hesitation. The King stared at the alien for a couple of minutes. Trying to read him. However, he found it hard to stare into his one eye. Though he could not see any deceit. It was still hard to hold the Captain's gaze. "Would you be willing to convey this apology in person?" Ferinand asked. "You desire to come aboard my ship?" Black asked. "No! I mean for you to come to me." The King was quick to reply. Black thought a moment. "I accept your request. Does this mean I have permission to bring my ship into your port?" Black asked, for clarification. Again the King was quiet. Contemplating asking him to keep it where it was. However, considering that display of power. He didn't think it mattered were the ship was. "Yes, I give you permission to enter our port. Can you promise nothing will happen?" the King said sternly. His eyes narrowing on the Alien before him. "No, your Majesty. I can not promise that nothing will happen. I can promise that nothing will be started by my crew." Jeremy stated. Returning the King's intensity. The King nodded, "Very well, I'll have a vehicle waiting for you." Freinand stated as the transmission is cut. <br><br>"Helm, Take us in slow. I want everyone on their best behavior." Black stated as he returned to his seat. "Contact Lt. Wilson. Inform him that once he investigates those contacts. They are to return to the ship. I don't think these people will be appreciate our fighters flying around their city. Also Inform Wade to get his best uniform. He is accompanying me to the Meet the King." Black said as he brushed his hair back under his cap. "XO, you have the bridge. I am going to get cleaned up. Also if Mr. Cromwell so much as farts wrong. Throw him in the brig." Jeremy told his first officer as he stepped off the bridge.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 04:07:46</strong>
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				Wade is silent as he receives his orders then he speaks to his wingmen, "Hold here I'll check them out quick. Keep an eye out just in case then when we are done we'll head back. I have a date...."<br><br>Breaking from the group he bleeds off some speed as he looks down trying to pin the contacts. Spotting them he comes around and slowing til the engines almost stall Wade inverts his craft heading over what he thinks is their wing commander. Upside down he looks through his cockpit glass at the other pilot before he waves at them and snaps a picture.<br><br>Righting his fighter Wade rejoins his wingmen and heads back to the Musashi. Hitting his comm he speaks to the bridge, "They appear to be like helicopters... They just seem to be watching, not enough of them to do anything to the Musashi. We're coming in now..."<br><br>Landing for the second time that day Wade lands his craft. As it comes to a stop he hurries out of the craft and almost runs to his quarters. Quickly showering and even hitting his already nonexistent stubble with a razor he pulls out his dress uniform. Dressing he dreads putting on the jacket, since its high neck always seems like a noose to him. Wade lets out a sigh as he pauses to take a breath. Ahead of schedule he takes the time to sit and rest as he feels the Musashi move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 04:29:24</strong>
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				Seeing the other craft zip overhead makes her a bit anxious as she wraps up the conversation with her father, but when one of the pilots comes back and hangs upside down over her as she's going through the forest...<br><br>Her ornithopter pops up from the cover of the trees, looking something like a dragonfly with six wings rather than four and maneuvering more like a hummingbird than a helicopter.&nbsp; A moment later the rest of the wing comes up behind her.&nbsp; Even at hover, they bob and weave, shifting positions between one another to make any individual a more difficult target.&nbsp; A moment later, her orni jump forward, still weaving about as she tails the alien pilots, the conversation between the captain and her father on the comm.&nbsp; She opens a private channel to her father on the side, "who are you planning to bring him over?&nbsp; I have eight orni here...I don't know where the others are, space wise, but I have room in the co-seat and possibly space in the rear..." she hesitated and sighed, "I...would need to remove the heavy shredders, though.&nbsp; And just after I had them installed again!"&nbsp; She gave an exaggerated, dramatic sigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 07:08:27</strong>
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				Jason had only awoken at the sound of the battle stations alert he was off duty but still having to get ready they were to be planet side by now by his calculations he grasp his prosthetic arm and slid it into place a click and a twist and he held up the human mechanical arm testing the nerves "ah a good day." He explained to himself and proceeded to lock in his leg. she quickly dressed and made his way to his lab though a report to the captain to see what was going on he swore he saw them enter wrap for a micro second. He hit his inter ship personal Comms " Captain black apologies for not being ready sooner. What is the situation? Have we made it to the planet?" He inquiredHis right arm up a holographic display image showing time tables on his latest experiment. <br><br>He switched channels to his labs for just a moment to speak before going back to the captain. "Science team alpha, I want those readings on Project arc on my desk for review. And begin running atmospheric readings scan for new flora and fauna as well as any pathogens for medical to have a look at." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 17:42:11</strong>
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				Jeremy Black was just donning his dress Coat. Grimacing as while he did look good in his dress uniform, He was much more comfortable in his normal Duty Uniform. Soon his comms unit began to beep. the Display showing it was Lt. Stakes. "The Status, Lt. is a clusterfuck! The planet was actually inhabited. The Corporation knew it, so now I and Lt. Wilson are going to meet the King and try and clean up this mess." Black briefed the Genius as he finished getting dressed. The Musashi slowly entered the port to the gawking of the city's population. Many crowding to get a look at the alien vessel. The Military already out and performing crowd control. The Large vessel expertly navigated the usually very busy harbor as the native ships moved to give the Aliens a wide berth. <br><br>"I was going to send a normal conveyance, Telaliel. I don't want them to feel threatened in anyway. if you desire, You can return to the palace and be present at the meeting, However, This is a big moment in our history, If you do decide to accompany me for the meeting you much be in your best clothes and On your best behavior." The King instructed sternly. Worry for his headstrong daughter still on his mind.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 19:37:32</strong>
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				The planet was inhabited? That wasn't good but if it was then perhaps..... He tapped his comm "Captain permission to accompany you and Lt. Wilson. Im most curious as to the cultural and technological variations.Between our species; Also I can have a case of portable translators available before we of the two of you depart." He said as he increased his pace moving to his lab in place of the bridge. The moment he was there "New Priority one Project I want six of our comm devices modified upload the new language translation from the planet onto them, Disable long range communication and have them packed up nice and ready." he said as he went over the results of project arc It was showing some positive outcomes cleaner and more productive but still not cost effective.<br><br>He was quickly changing into his more formal uniform. In the lab he didn't adhere to a dress code neither did a portion of his senior staff they were scientists not military. His rank was imposed by the company for order of command. He was also reading the initial scans for pathogens Showed nothing dangerous as of yet but he wasn't about to be careless for all he knew their version of the common cold could be like Ebola to them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 20:33:08</strong>
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				Wade feels the ship start to go into the port. Standing he grabs his jacket and slips it on. Only leaving the high neck undone he grabs his cover and leaves the room. Passing a mirror he pauses a second to make sure his medals are straight, then proceeds to make his way towards Captain Black.<br><br>Turning a corner he sees the Captain with the science officer. Wade racks his brain trying to figure out his name, but for the life of him he couldn't remember. He watches the officer depart before making his way to the Captain. Saluting he comments, "Is it about time? I'm kind of interested in meeting the people of this world. Oh and they crafts they pilot...They actually appear to have multiple moving wings and look like dragonflies."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 20:47:38</strong>
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				"Permission Granted Lt. Meet me and Lt. Wilson at the boarding ramp before we pull into port." Jeremy replied. Turning towards Wade he nodded as Wade described the Dragonflys. "Interesting. thought it sound very mechanically complex. Well, Perhaps we'll get a chance to get a closer look at one if all goes well." Jeremy stated as the two waited for Lt. Stakes to join them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 20:59:24</strong>
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				His team worked fast he double and triple checked their work to make sure that they worked right replaying the news feeds. satisfied her followed her right arm gloved he found most that saw cybernetics for the first time were often set back a bit. When he arrived her opened the case to hand the first half of the translators to the captain and Lt. Wilson. "These have a three second buffer rate thanks to some streamlining of the translation algorithm." he informed closing the case the other three were for their hosts a gift to help understand one another. he slipped the ear piece in and Clipped the spare comm to his belt
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 00:16:40</strong>
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				Telaliel mutters under her breath at her father's comment, trailing the alien fighter for a few moments longer before sighing.&nbsp; "Merry wood nymph, returning to base.&nbsp; Wing is to provide escort to base 1 before returning to your base.&nbsp; Good flying with you."&nbsp; She closed the mic and peeled off, turning back towards the capital at her normal cruise speed, considering which dress to where when meeting an alien race.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 04:04:10</strong>
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				The Musashi pulled expertly into port along a long pier. The Harbor crews didn't know what to do, so they kept their distance. The Musashi's crew would be able to keep the titanic ship in place while the Captain was off the ship. "All right, Let's be neighborly." Black said as the door slid open an the boarding ramp extended to the concrete-like pier. As Jeremy stepped outside the sphere of effect for the ship's gravity control. He had a bit of a hitch in his step. His body felt lighter all of a sudden. Then he remembered that the gravity on this world was less than Earth, which the Musashi's Gravity systems is set to emulate. "careful, you two. The Gravity is less here than on the ship." Black said over his shoulder. As they came to the bottom of boarding ladder. It retracted back into the ship and sealed itself to prevent any unwanted intruders. Looking at the locals. It was easy to see the effects of the lessened gravity. Their bodies seemed more slender than the Human body. However, Black didn't have very long to ponder these observations as the crowd parted and a strange vehicle approached. However, how it approached was the most odd. It appeared to be walking on slender metallic legs. Black cocked an eyebrow at this as it came to a rest just in front of the three earthling.&nbsp; <br><br>A native appeared out of the front of the carriage and bowed to the three Humans before opening the door. Black turned to Wade and Jason. Giving the Two a confident nod before climbing into the carriage. The trip to the palace had Jeremy his normal quiet self. Black simply sat in the couch. His legs crossed just like his arms across his chest. Staring out the window at the scenery. That perpetual scowl on his face as he let out his breath through his nose. He was thinking on how best to conduct this meeting. He was never one for pleasantries and diplomatic encounters. He hated them with a passion. Almost too soon, they reached the palace. Jeremy waited until the driver opened the door as his two subordinates climbed out before he did. At the bottom of the steps leading up to the palace. Another person was waiting. Bowing deeply to the three, he greeted them in his native language. "Greetings, Off-Worlders. Our King eagerly awaits your arrival." Once the translation was made, Jeremy gave the man a commanding nod to indicate they were ready. <br><br>Entering the palace, there were still signs of the disruption that the appearance of the Musashi and The Mining vessel has caused. The palace personnel stopped what they are doing to look upon the stranger. Many surprised to see that they were not so different than themselves. they continued to watch as the four passed through the room without a word. After a couple of Rooms, they eventually reached the throne room. As the great doors open in dramatic fashion. The three were bid to enter. There, sitting on a ornately carved chair, was the person that Jeremy saw on the View screen on the Musashi. <br><br>The King stood up and peered down at these three aliens in his throne room. King Freinand thought it was hard to hold the "Captain's" Gaze on screen, but in person was almost impossible. There was no threat behind his one good eye, but something about his gaze made you feel there was a tremendous weight on your shoulders. Slowly Ferinand approached the three. His body guards on edge, but didn't have their weapons in view per the King's direct order. Jeremy tried his best to smile, but it was not something he was used to so it came out rather crooked. Before the King could approach very close, someone unseen announced something. It took a moment for the earpieces to translate. By then a Beautiful young woman entered the room. The Translation stating that a "Princess" was entering.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Black's Uniform (with white trousers)<br>(http://lh5.ggpht.com/_k3OGDx_seSw/TORNWw81GgI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GPH6L87lQnY/Yamato%20Prop%20Event-10.jpg) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 04:33:19</strong>
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				As they stepped out and the captain warned them of the decreased Grav he kept quiet he was aware of the change and as he stepped his leg and arm adjusted once down he was observing the entire area not just the people the trade and commerce of the port. His arm mounted terminal light up as the holographic keyboard&nbsp; He began takeing notes The lighted Display likely looking odd to this culture. <br><br>As the cart pulled in he took note of it's design his eyebrow raising in curiosity. While wade and Captain black were boarding he was makeing visual observations of the technology. As he climbed in he was back to takeing notes. "Very promising But won't know until tests and designs can be tested." he said more to himself than to the captain or Wade. <br><br>As they arrived he followed the captain after takeing a few more notes as they arrived int eh throne room he had shut off his display and waited for the king to acknowledge them before Looking to the captain "Should I hand them the translators?" holding up the case opening it motioning to his and the ear piece. To the vassal that had&nbsp; brought them this far figuring it was more appropriate protocol to have one of the kings own kind offer the tech to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 07:38:34</strong>
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				After fussing about and deliberating for some time, Telaliel finally settled on one of her dresses and quickly changed into it, making certain that her hair was brushed out and styled once more after the afternoon of flying.&nbsp; She considered her father instructions about not bringing any weapons, at least not visible, and was severely tempted to at list bring her dress blade, but decided against it in the end.&nbsp; She did, at least, leave the sword belt on, and made sure that she had at least one dagger concealed on her.<br><br>As she was finishing she looked up to see her bodyguard enter, looking like she had just run up to the princess' quarters and somewhat perturbed about being left behind.&nbsp; Telaliel just smiled to her and blushed a touch, "I do apologize for that...you understand, though, that you did look like you needed the rest.&nbsp; And while I do enjoy your company, carrying you and your armor around does affect the way an orni flies.&nbsp; But now that you <em>are</em> here, you may want to disarm, at least your major weapons.&nbsp; Father didn't say anything about armor, but you may want to power down a bit.&nbsp; As it stands you radiate enough energy I'm surprised they haven't already noticed you."&nbsp; With that, she came over to help the guard remove her main weapons and get them stored before heading back down to the main hall.<br><br>Telaliel comes into the great hall wearing a stunningly cut white dress with gold trim and matching gloves and belt.&nbsp; The dress itself covers even as it exposes, the two sides bound at her neck then widening to show a large amount of her chest before pulling back together again at her sternum, then splaying back out to show her navel.&nbsp; The gloves&nbsp; reach up past her elbows, parting into two halves in a pattern about her upper arms held gently against the skin by static.&nbsp; The lower portion is almost more akin to a loin cloth, tied to the tops of thigh high boots with the skirting falling from those points and flowing fluidly about her feet.&nbsp; A long cloak of royal purple hangs from her shoulders, only a few shades darker than her hair.&nbsp; As she walks her dress shifts and moves, flowing slightly to keep her covered and yet staying out of her way.<br><br>Behind her comes another Ælph, standing several inches taller and wearing what would appear to the humans as medieval full plate, though in excellent condition and made by a true artisan.&nbsp; The armor leaves no gaps or holes and yet the woman behind the princess moves fluidly, with the grace of someone that has trained in the military arts for most of their life.<br><br>Telaliel decides upon a slow and stately walk to her father, avoiding staring at the aliens as much as she can until she is by his side, gently squeezing his hands instead of giving him the hug she would prefer, before turning to face the humans, offering them a graceful curtsy as her father introduces her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 22:47:43</strong>
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				The Beauty of the Princess was not lost upon the Captain. He was just very good at his "poker Face". His good eye tracked her and her guardian they approached. He was mildly surprised at the armored "Knight" that followed the princess. Looking at her, she held a grace that demonstrated her royal linage. Jeremy continued to stand Ram rod Straight as she approached. When she curtsied, He returned with a deep bow, but always maintained eye contact. The King started to speak to introduce her, but Jeremy held up his Hand. "Lt. If you please hand out the translators." Jeremy said over his shoulder. Giving the Genius a moment to pass out the units. Jeremy pulled his off to show both the King and Princess. Pointing to small grey button on the side of the unit. King Ferinand pressed the switch and was rewarded with a faint blue glow on the device. Jeremy nodded as then showed them how to place it over the ear. The King followed suit and could hear faintest of an electric hum. "My apologies, Your Majesty. These devices are needed so that we can communicate." Jeremy explained. Giving the device a few seconds to translate the message. the King looked at him. This was the first time he heard the Alien's language. all the other times the two sides only heard the translation program"s digitized voice. Ferinand found the Alien language heavy and rough when compared to their own. "I appreciate your consideration, Good Sir. I am Ferinand Moondream. King of the Planet Ælphera. This to my side is my Daughter. Princess Telaliel Moondream." The King announced as he motioned with his hand to the beautiful woman next to him. "I am Captain Jeremy Black. Commander of the Space Battleship Musashi. It is a Pleasure and an Honor to meet you, your Majesty, and your Beautiful Daughter." Jeremy said with another deep bow to the Princess. "These two gentlemen with me are 1st Lieutenant Wade Wilson. Commander of the Crimson Lance squadron on board the Musashi and Lieutenant Jason Stakes, Head of our science and research team on board My Ship as well." Jeremy said as he indicated to the two men with him. <br><br>"Could you enlighten us on the events that just taken place, Captain?" The King asked. "Of Course, your majesty. Approximately 6 Earth months ago, a deep space probe had discovered a G-class, Meaning Habitable, World rich in mineral resources. A Mining/colonization fleet was established that my ship was to escort. Upon arrival. My Ship detected signals coming from the world in question. After a quick investigation, it was discovered that the world was inhabited. Our Government has laws against making contact with people from "Underdeveloped" Worlds. Except under extreme circumstances." Black explained. The King narrowed his eyes at the Captain when he heard the term "Underdeveloped" However his Gaze didn't seem to affect Jeremy. "I asked that you bear no offense to the Term "Underdeveloped" It is simply a classification we used when comparing a planet's technological level to our own. My people do not wish to force a another people from their natural development. As we ourselves were nearly wiped out from invaders from space." Jeremy continued. Constantly shifting his gaze from the King to the Princess, and back.<br><br>"I ordered the Mission scrubbed, but the fleet decided to ignore my orders. We managed to wrangle all but the largest ship back out into space. The One that entered your atmosphere. They have ignored repeated warnings. Though they would not have have crashed upon your city. their airspeed of Mach 10, 10 times the speed of sound, would have done a great deal of damage to your city. Since they refused to capitulate. It left me no choice but to destroy them." He concluded. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 17:55:16</strong>
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				Wades eyes were not on the inhabitants, but on the architecture. The days before he had become a pilot he needed a degree to even be considered for being an officer. Many pilots took up underwater basket weaving type classes, but not him. Wade studied architecture and drafting, he had also went with the class to many of the more famous buildings on earth. These buildings though... <br><br>As they entered the palace his eyes finally settle on the inhabitants. They appear to be so graceful looking... Then as the princess entered Wades interest picks up a second sure he had seen her somewhere else. He makes note of her guard and flickers about the room noting exits, likely sniper positions and more of the kings honor guard. He almost chuckles to himself thinking about them being here to ensure peaceful intentions and he was looking for an ambush. <br><br>As the Captain bowed so did he, not wanting to give them a reason not to be angry at them. His mother taught him basics, but when he was out of his fighter in these situations he was always a little nervous. Wade lets the Captain explain&nbsp; everything as his eyes wander back to the room. His eyes take in the pillars the ceiling and the way everything seems to fit together. Some crimson and gold would really make the room stand out...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 05:18:08</strong>
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				Telaliel laces her hand through her fathers elbow, standing quietly aside as the others talked for a moment, listening to the alien language and the odd translations that came through.&nbsp; The words were so...rough.&nbsp; So hard edged on her ears, like the rocks of the mountains rather than the rocks in the rivers.&nbsp; Time and the caress of wind and water smoothed the edges of stones...would there be something similar for a race?&nbsp; The tones of the words were generally flat, but also more strongly conveyed, compared to the almost singing of her native language.&nbsp; Again, the image of a mountain came to mind; large and strong, but only a few colors.&nbsp; Ælpheran was more like the wind and the water...swooping and soaring, playful and swift.&nbsp; Language was a fluid thing, shifting and changing, burbling and blowing.<br><br>And then, of course, there were the physical differences.&nbsp; Even at a distance, they looked to be somewhat shorter on average, though she really only had the three to go off of.&nbsp; They were also much more...sturdily built, she supposed.&nbsp; The musculature that she could see was much more defined and markedly larger.&nbsp; She smiled a bit to herself, thinking again of mountains.&nbsp; Perhaps the world that they were from was just more mountainous in general, she though.&nbsp; Their complexion was much more course, as well, as if the pores of the skin were more open.&nbsp; She couldn't be certain what was going on with that, but it would be impolite to ask.&nbsp; Did they have multiple genders?&nbsp; How did one tell them apart?&nbsp; And their ears were just so...small.&nbsp; It was almost cute, in its own way.<br><br>Her own ears perked up slightly in amusement as she smiled a touch at the group, waiting until their captain had finished what he was saying.&nbsp; She looks quietly to her father, waiting for his response.&nbsp; It was not her place to speak in such an important meeting.&nbsp; Her father was the one that spoke for all her people, and at no point was that more important, probably, than right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 18:00:16</strong>
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				The King took Solace in the contact with his Daughter. Her being there also allowed him to stay his focus and purpose as the protector of his Kingdom. He placed a comforting hand on her Hand. He wasn't focused on how the Human language sounded as much as the contents. He listened intently as the Alien "Captain" explained the events that just took place. When he finally finished. That the fact that he could so easily describe destroying such a large vessel was rather disconcerting. It made him wonder what other marvels these creatures had access too. Along with these marvels, what horrors are they capable of committing. King Ferinand nodded in acknowledging the fact that the Alien had finished his Explanation. He stood silent a moment as he considered his response. "I thank you, Captain Black. I find it refreshing that someone would take responsibility for his actions and The fact that you worked to prevent damage to my City and world." Ferinand said finally. Jeremy Black nodded as he heard the translation. "Your very Gracious, Your Majesty. Though, to be perfectly Honest. I would have preferred that your people never known we were in the system to begin with." Black said respectfully. His singular eye gazing at the King. "What is your intention now, Captain?" The King asked, A bit of fear nagging at the back of his mind. He did not want these people to stay. They represented a potential threat to their way of life. Their religious beliefs. "My Intention, Your Majesty. Is to simply Leave." Black said flatly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 05:23:41</strong>
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				Jason heard the plan to leave he he raised his hand to the captain&nbsp; " If I may captain, I'm very curious about a few things of this world. If it would be possible to acquire peacefully, a few samples of materials by trade perhaps?" He requested Tapping his arm the computer display showing a laundry list of things he would have liked to get his hand on at the top was a quarter ton of the metal material used in the technology of their vehicles. Several things he had seen on the way here. And if possible a passive Bio scan of a few of the populace more for biology than anything else.<br><br>He looked towards the King and the princess hoping they would not take his request towards the captain as being unruly after all he asked if they could trade for the materials he would like. Seeming to be impressed by her appearance but his job was the first mistress he kept and he was bound and determined to make some progress in his personal and Company funded projects.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 06:33:46</strong>
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				The princess considers the words of the aliens quietly for a long moment, looking to her father before speaking ((if he indicates for her not to talk, then ignore what she says ^_^ )).&nbsp; "Excuse me, but...if you leave us as if nothing had happened, what will happen if another from your world decides to come?&nbsp; We have no qualms with peaceful trade," she nods to Jason before looking back to the captain, "nor diplomacy and study.&nbsp; If you have such weapons and abilities, surely there are others that would come after, are there not?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 16:49:18</strong>
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				The King remained quiet as his Daughter spoke. While many would have demanded her silence. The King knew his Daughter was very intelligent, and would make a fine Ruler someday. A trait he contributed to her mother. He would often ask of their Advice in matters of great importance. He nodded to her wisdom. "My wise Daughter speaks true, Captain Black. If you leave, what guarantee that the people that tried to land upon our world would not return?" The King asked. Moving trade and the sharing of ideas aside for the more pressing concern of security. The Musashi had demonstrated there were people in the universe that possessed great destructive capabilities. Ferinand's top priority was the safety of his planet.&nbsp; <br><br>Jeremy, like the king, worried about their prolonged presence in this system. " Nothing is guaranteed in life, Your Majesty. Except Death." While his tone was hard. He tried to be as respectful as possible. "Once we leave here, We will take the remaining insubordinate ships back to our homeworld. I'll file a report of your Planet's existence and technological level. At Which point our Government will most likely order a quarantine of this sector of space in respect of your Planet's sovereignty. In theory that would prevent any other intrusions by my people in this sector of space. That is all that is in my power to promise, Your Majesty." Jeremy stated. "However, there are Other Space fairing races besides ourselves. So like I said, There is no guarantee that this would be your race's last encounter with extraterrestrials." Black explained. Gawd, he hated playing the diplomat. <br><br>"As for Trade, and study. That is something I must consider." He directed more to Jason. It wasn't a definite "No", but it wasn't a yes either. There was a lot for Jeremy to consider before approving or disapproving a trade. "In the Mean time. Would your Majesties care for a tour of the Musashi?" Black offered in a way to keep good will between them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 04:22:54</strong>
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				"Perhaps your people are socially much more different than ours."&nbsp; The princess smiled slightly, "amongst our people there are those that, if they found a primitive people, unable to defend themselves and in possession of untapped resources, would take more than a simple law to stop."&nbsp; She shakes her head slightly, "and now that we know that there are others out there...and from what you've said, others that may not be as friendly as you, it would seem to be in our best interest to negotiate something that would keep us safe."&nbsp; <br><br>She squeezes her fathers arm gently, looking to him and then to the captain, "you now know where we are and what state that we are in.&nbsp; What are the odds of that information coming into the hands of others that are not as kind and altruistic as you are?&nbsp; Other races?&nbsp; You can likely guess better than we how far we are off from being able to defend ourselves.&nbsp; Would you truly walk away, simply telling others 'please do not go there' and leaving us to our own ways?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 17:13:19</strong>
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				Jeremy listened to the Princess. She was quite right in her observations. Intelligence coupled with beauty. There were many that would find her the "Total Package", to borrow the Earth Phrase. "No, there are people with in my race that would do the same, Princess. I just had to sentence over two hundred of my people to their deaths because of it. A sad commentary as it is shown true for all races that we encountered. A mix of Sinners and Saints." Black said. As the Princess spoke, Black stood respectfully silent, listening to her words. "Yes, I Believe I would think the same in your positions, Your Highness." He admitted. At this point, the conversation had seemingly pretty much narrowed to just he Captain and the Princess. "But, Treaties and negotiations are best left to Politicians and diplomats. Those that play with words and enjoy rhetoric. I am but a humble Ship's Captain. My time is full with the duties of my station and the care of my ship and crew." He explained. <br><br>The King turned to his Daughter as he felt her squeeze his arm. His eyes were kind towards her. Proud that she was standing toe to toe with the Alien Captain. Though he didn't say anything out right. he expressed his pride and love to his daughter by returning the slight squeeze of her hand. Jeremy knew their planet couldn't handle an invasion from space. While they were fairly ahead, what he saw of their defense systems showed they would have fared slightly less than his people when the Gamilons showed up. When she accused him a simply walking away, that pricked Jeremy. If anyone could say that Captain Black was guilty of anything, it was caring. Probably too much. He let out a defeated sigh. "No Your Highness. I can't, in good conscience, simply "Walk away" and leave your people defenseless." He said finally.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 19:58:55</strong>
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				Wade just stood listening to the conversation. He was just a simple flight jockey and really didn't even have anything to add to the conversation. Though the more he watched the princess the more he thought he recognized her. A sudden grin hits his face... Of course! She was piloting the craft he passed over. The thought had him suddenly evaluating the craft he had seen. They were nimble to be sure, but he had doubts that they could escape gravity and actually go to space. <br><br>His face sobers as he thinks of what was going to happen to them. Traitors just because they wanted to defend another race. As the wheel turns he guesses... How many other times has this happened? Then a thought hits him and he finally breaks his silence, "Excuse me Captain but if the rest of the board is like the weasel we have on the Musashi. Our employers are probably spinning the event to make us look like we were in the wrong. Since we are pretty much traitors anyways and I doubt the Earth Government will even take the time to listen our side of the story. I think that our best bet would be to help them raise their tech level to where they have a chance to defend themselves..."<br><br>He shifts a bit, "There is something here the cooperation wants and they will be back to get it. This time they will probably bring more then one battleship and something tells me that both of our survival depends on each other now. We might not be politicians or diplomats but the way things have gone, we may have no choice."<br><br>Turning to the king he bows, "Your Majesty I'm the Commander of the Crimson Lance squadron. Captain, Your Majesty, I would like to propose something if their pilots would agree. We have a flight simulator on board the Musashi that simulates how our fighters move. It does no harm to anyone using it, but if your pilots would like I could give them time in it to see if they could get used to fighting in space."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>insaneplots</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 19:11:04</strong>
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				Jason Snapped his left fingers doing so with his right never worked. "I may have a possible start to that if we're going on the Help them to help themselves notion, Captain. Project arc we just need a few more hour to get the calculations and the reactor will be operational in it portable mode." He suggested muttering to himself "besides if it goes south better to have it happen planet side then on board." He commented holding his right arm at that thought. Though worse case scenario a massive EMP that would render Basic electronics ruins and most advanced tech out for a while. <br><br>He hadn't really explained to the captain what his department had all been working on it might be a good time "I had orders from the company to give you need to know info captain, but lets hang those instructions, Several projects might be useful in the next few days. There were rumors of an alloy on this planet that had properties that looked promising for both military and scientific uses.&nbsp; This might be what the company is after.&nbsp; I also have on the back burner the next generation fighter, A few theoretical ways to upgrade the Musashi''s weapon systems, a break threw in advanced Cybernetics that will get rid of my shakes, and a new space/ planet side marine armor that will make just about anything developed look like a kids toys." He said "Oh and the Arc a new reactor that should if it works provide clean power for the entire ship with about one quarter of the room taken up by the old ships reactors." He explained and those were just the projects he had started.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 02:51:31</strong>
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				While it supposedly shouldn't have changed the situation. The knowledge that They were employed by the same company that literally tried to invade these peoples home world may have a detrimental effect on the blossoming relationship. However the biggest blow was the admittance of secret projects going on onboard Black's ship. His singular eye darkened in barely contained fury. He was assured complete disclosure of everything going on on the Musashi. Jeremy already was not a big fan of working for the Corporation, but the perks were too good to simply turn his back on. Aside from Anger, He felt humiliation as assuredly this made him look incompetent in front of the King and the Princess. <br><br>Jeremy pinched the bridge of his nose as he swallowed his frustration, humiliation and anger. Taking a second compose himself. He figured the company would spin them as traitors, but he hoped he could at least talk with the Earth Government. Using the Musashi's records, but Lt. Wilson was correct. It was probably too late as it is. The council members they couldn't buy, the Corporation probably swayed with doctored evidence. Turning to Face the Royals, Jeremy had the demeanor of an unflappable Ship's captain again. "It would seem the situation has changed your majesties." He said simply.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 16:44:03</strong>
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				Telaliel quirks a brow slightly at the comments made, listening attentively and watching the reaction of the captain as he grinds his teeth at what he is told.&nbsp; The guard behind her shifts slightly at the comments made by the R&amp;D head, guessing that he was probably discussing the same alloys that went into her armor.<br><br>The princess smiles slightly, "I believe I know what you are talking about, at least as far as the alloy...furutuo is the basis of many of our systems.&nbsp; The drive system for the ornithopters, carriages and armor is based on it.&nbsp; And why, pray tell, would we want to play host to your experimental reactor if you are anxious about having it on your own vessel?&nbsp; Forgive me if I'm perhaps misunderstanding things, but generally 'experimental' seldom goes well with 'populated area'."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 19:57:51</strong>
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				"I assure you, Your Highness. I would never authorize a test of a new reactor on a populated Planet. When it is fired up for the first time. It will be aboard the Musashi in deep space. With the minimum amount of personnel." He said flatly. Understanding the Princess's concern. As for the alloy that Jason was so eager to get his hands on. that can be discussed in due time. <br><br>Outside the planet's atmosphere, the Mining vessels lined up for a warp jump. The Musashi's fighter squadrons were observing as their orders only said to prevent them from approaching the planet. Within moments, the Fleet was gone. "Indigo Leader to Musashi. Mining fleet has warped out. Requesting permission to land." the Flight leader radioed. "Hold position, Indigo Leader. Captain is presently off the ship. Will notify." The response came. Back in the royal palace.&nbsp; Captain Black's communicator began to go off. "Please excuse me." He said as he took a couple steps away. "Go ahead." Jeremy listened to the report and nodded. "Tell them to hold position and I'll ask permission for them to enter the Atmosphere." Black said in return. Turning around. he approached the group once again. "I have been informed the Mining fleet has retreated from your solar system. The Fighters I had corralling them request permission to land. I am having them hold position until I can have your permission for them to enter your planet's atmosphere." Black explained to the king. Ferinand eyes narrowed. "Do I have your word, nothing will happen, Captain?" The King asked. "Yes, Your majesty. All pilots aboard the Musashi are professionals with countless hours of atmospheric reentry under their belts, but the Musashi will have to lift off in order to receive them." Black explained. The King was quiet a moment. "You have permission Captain." He finally said. Black gave the King a bow in thanks. "Permission to land granted."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 09:23:00</strong>
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				Telaliel waits several moments while the captain arranges his ship and the fighters, listening intently through the little translator she was provided.&nbsp; Intriguing how quickly they were able to manufacture such a thing, though it wasn't like the planet was exactly quiet.&nbsp; If anyone was willing to sit around long enough to listen and decipher open broadcasts into something usable it wouldn't take too much to have at least a seed of language to work with.&nbsp; She tilts her head as the captain finishes his work, "I assume that you have some method of discerning foods that are...at the least not toxic to your people?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 20:32:57</strong>
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				at the dock the Musashi was moored in. the people continued to stare at the large vessel waiting to see if other aliens will step out. suddenly the ground beneath their Feet began to quake. They let out a lamenting wail as to want other catastrophe is to fall upon their heads. Looking at the ship, they gasped as it rose vertically from the water. Gallons of sea water cascading down off her armored sides. They transfixed they were with the raising of the vessel. they didn't notice the Fireballs entering the atmosphere. The Fighters all lined up as the hatch on the bottom of the ship opened. The people watched in awe as the Human fighters landed expertly in their mother ship. Once all the fighters were retrieved, the Musashi settled back into the water looking like nothing had happened. <br><br>Captain Black looked at the princess a moment, not sure exactly where she was going with her question. "Yes, Your Highness. We would have devices used to check the toxicity and compatibility of new substances with the Human Physiology. May I inquire for what purpose do you ask your question?" He asked. Jeremy had an idea of what the Princess was eluding too, but he wanted to make sure.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>29-05-2012, 07:55:43</strong>
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				Telaliel gives a slight smile, almost but not quite verging into the territory of a smirk, "I was simply thinking that if you and your men represent the senior officers of your vessel, it would only be appropriate to invite you to dinner.&nbsp; It would give us all a chance to consider what has been discussed on our own for a bit before reconvening."&nbsp; She looks to her father before looking back to the captain to continue, "there are some chambers along the eastern wall on the first floor reserved for important guests.&nbsp; I give my word that there are no spying devices in the rooms, and there is a safe, separate exit from that wing.&nbsp; You may need to provide one or two more of these...translation devices for the servants to be able to assist you, though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 03:58:32</strong>
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				Wade stands quietly as they speak. As the princess mentions all the senior men he chuckles and the guards near him look at him questioningly, "Well there is the guy on the ship yet, but he is more of a weasel... We should probably figure out what to do with him later one. I suppose launching him out of an airlock without a suit would be out of the question?"<br><br>He shakes his head then his stomach grumbles lightly reminding him that he hadn't ate yet that day. With everything that had gone on it wasn't suprising that Wade forgot. He looks at Captain Black, "Dinner sounds like a wonderful idea sir. Maybe later on we could treat them to the gruel we have on the ship. Though don't tell Moira I said that... She'll burn my food on purpose..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 16:59:08</strong>
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				"Yes, These two gentleman are part of my Senior Staff, though the rest are still aboard my ship." Black commented. When he heard Wade chuckling, Jeremy towarded to his senior aviator. Upon hearing his comment, Jeremy could help but laugh as well. It was a thought, he had many times when that corporate "Yes"man forgot his station and thought he ran the ship. Jeremy even threatened the Worm with such fate on more than one occasion when he felt the weasel was getting too close to female members of the crew. "I already had that "Discussion" With Corporate over the matter. They would "Frown" upon it." Jeremy replied with a bit of a chuckle himself. <br><br>Jeremy, too, was feeling the pains of Hunger. Having not eaten since the previous night. "Yes, We would be honored to join your Majesties for Dinner." Jeremy said, cracking an honest smile that caused his Eye patch to wrinkle a bit towards the Princess. It was a very intriguing subject in that it would allow them to sample cuisine that none from their world ever had, permitting they could eat it to begin with. "I'll have to inform my Executive Officer, Commander Maria Berlini, that we'll not be returning to the ship for a while." Jeremy stated to the royals. Jeremy nodded to Wade on his idea of inviting the Royals to Dine on board the Ship. "I can't make any promises of your little remark not making it back to Moira's ears." Jeremy mockingly threatened. While it was the running joke of the low quality of food on board warships. The Head Cook on the Musashi, Moira MacTaggert, Prided herself on her cooking abilities. Having boosted of having the most complete spice rack in all the EDF. She loved to cook and cooking for a ship full of Hunger Sailors and Pilots was a dream come true for her. Though she exuded a rough exterior. Moira was actually very accommodating and loved the Sailors of the Musashi. She has also become somewhat of a mother to everyone in that she often gave good advice and listened when one had problems. <br><br>Back on board the Musashi, the crew were pretty much on standby until a new development made itself apparent. "Wow! a Real princess. The Captain and the others are lucky. I would give my left nut to meet one. You think she's pretty?" The Comm's tech mused to the officer in the next station over. "Dude! what is it with you and alien chicks? hell for all we know she could weigh more than this Ship and have like tenticals and fives eyes." His friend retorted. "That is highly unlikely considering what we seen on the monitors. The race here on this world looks very humanoid. Though the word "Elflike" is coming to my mind." The Radar woman commented as she looked at the monitor of the few people that remained at the port to gawk at the ship. The Helmsman leaned back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head. "What to you do you think about all this, Chief?" He asked the Chief Gunnery Officer. <br><br>Maria sipped some tea as she looked over the reports of the other stations. She could feel the heated gaze of Alexander Cromwell upon her. "If you keep staring Mr. Cromwell. I'll report you for sexual harrassment." She said Lazily as she continued to sip her tea. "Don't you think it would be a good Idea to pull up anchor and leave that treasonous captain behind? I mean, I can put in a good word for you and perhaps You can take over command of the Musashi." Alexander cooed, though it came out more like the hiss of a snake. Maria gave him a slide long glance with her dark eyes. The olive complexion of her skin showing off her Mediterranean heritage. "Mr. Cromwell, If you utter another word. I am going to personally tie you to an anchor and see how long you can hold your breath." She growled. Alexander's mouth shut with a click at the threat. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 03:49:03</strong>
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				The Gunnery Officer was sipping on a large coffee mug full of "Navy Brew" tea with his feet up on his console and his prized 'good luck' naval officer's cap tilted back on his head. "Well, I'd say that there were mysterious doings underfoot." he remarked. "And that furthermore, there be something rotten in the state of Denmark about all this. Sending a mining fleet to an inhabited world and running roughshod over the locals?" he shook his head. "We shouldn't stand aside when something like that occurs." His accent had wandered the length and breadth of the British Isles as he'd spoken, starting from London, before heading up to Yorkshire, across to Manchester, and then down and ending up in Wales.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-06-2012, 18:42:41</strong>
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				The Helmsman chuckled lightly as he listened the the Chief's accent. "I agree, I hate the fact that we had to destroy the ship, but they refused to turn around." The Helmsman stated with a yawn as he leaned back and stretched. At her Post, Maria had just finished looking over the reports and swiped over to a fashion Magazine. While she may be an officer. She was still a woman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 04:52:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;Another shot rocked Misa's fighter. "Kuso!" she grunted as the ship's shields rocked again. This wasn't how this mission was suppose to be, a simple escort mission they had been told. Well that was a fat load of crap. They had been caught in a minefield the moment they came out of hyperspace. The cargo ship they had been assigned to protect was now a dead in space after the minefield attack. The Escort Carrier she was apart of made a blind jump with it's fighter screens but luck was not with them as the pirates had followed after them. Now the small escort carrier her and her squad were attached to and was a flaming hulk, it's crew dead. The ship had gone silent and dark after a missile hit to the conning tower. So far both Black Knight and Crimson Joker squads had been wiped out, which pretty much only left Diamondback and her own Valkyrie squads. "Form up and try to out flank them and run for it!" she shouted over the comm to the remaining members of Diamondback. Her warning however had come to late as the four remaning pilots were caught in the crossfire of the pirates and obiterated. Twelve brave souls gone wiped out in twelve fireballs.<br><br>&nbsp;She gritted her teeth before calling. "Ok remaining Valkyries form up!" she said as the remaining members of her squad formed up on her wing. She knew what she needed to do. "Mayday! Mayday! This is Captain Misa Kagurazaka of Valkyrie Squadron attached to the Lazurus Corperation Escort Carrier Hyperion to any ship in the sector can you read me!" she called out over the net in hopes someone would hear them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 05:39:08</strong>
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				The sector of Space that the Hyperion dropped out of Hyperspace was also the home system of Æphera. Sitting in the Port of the Capitol, the Space Battleship Musashi awaited her Captain and two of her crew to return. On the bridge mild discussions were being swapped as people passed the time. Alexander Cromwell continued to stew over the recent events and couldn't seem to fathom why no one else was as livid as He was. This was the Corporation they openly attacked. Their Employers, and benefactors. If it weren't for them then most of these people would have been left on the streets. He tapped his foot in an aggravated fashion. Sitting at her station, Commander Maria Berlini set down her tablet and stretched with a deep yawn. She was bored and was enjoying it. However, the Boredom was not destined to last. <br><br>"Commander, I am receiving a distress call!" The Comms tech exclaimed. She had been doing her routine frequency scans when she picked it up. "Identify!" Maria barked. "Ma'am, It is Valkyrie Squadron. they are attached to the Escort Carrier, Hyperion. It is a Lazarus Ship, Commander." The Comms tech reported. "Contact the Captain. Inform him of the situation." Maria stated calmly. "What!? You're not going to the rescue?" Cromwell yelped. Expecting the crew to abandon these people. "Oh, now you care about people, Mr. Cromwell. How Humanitarian of you. Of course we are going to help, but the Captain needs to be informed first." Maria snapped<br><br>In the state room the three Officers were using. Jeremy was pondering the events of the past few hours. His one good eye closed in contemplation. Wade, His CAG was leaning against the Table. As Jason was sitting across from Jeremy. "I am leery about divulging too much technology to these people. I am afraid they may do more harm to themselves than good." He commented as he remembered how the scientist of the Manhattan project really had no idea how powerful the Bombs they built truly were. However, they didn't get a chance to discuss the matter any further as an urgent beeping sounded from Jeremy's belt where his communicator hung. "This is Captain Black. Go ahead.". "Captain, This is Commander Berlini, we have picked up a distress call from a Valkyrie Squadron from the Lazarus Carrier, Hyperion. They have come under attack." Maria stated professionally. "Launch the Ship!." Black Ordered. "Sir, do you not want us to wait for you?" She asked. "No, Launch the Musashi immediately. We don't have any time to lose. Send a shuttle to pick us up in front of the Royal Palace." Jeremy said as he shoved the communicator back onto his belt. Standing up he looked at his Men. "Wade, as soon as we get back. Have your squadron ready to launch ASAP." He stated as the three burst from the Room and began to sprint down the hallway.<br><br>Maria nodded at Captain Black's orders. "Contact Valkyrie squadron. Tell them we are on our way." Maria commanded as she stood up and took her normal place on the bridge. "bring the furnaces up and prepare to leave port." She commanded. The Comms Tech bent to her task as the Helmsman began setting the ship for emergency lift off. "Attention, Attention, Captain Misa Kagurazaka of Valkyrie Squadron. This is Lazarus Corporation Battleship Musashi. We are coming to your aid. I repeat: This is the Lazarus Corporation Battleship, Musashi. We are coming to your aid.". "Once we get in the Air, send out a shuttle to retrieve the Captain and the others." Maria ordered as the Musashi began to back from the port. the citizens of the planet watched in fascination, not knowing what is transpiring within the ship. <br><br>As the three humans rushed to the entrance. They rounded a blind corner and Jeremy nearly bowled over Princess Telaliei. "I beg your pardon, Your Highness, but I am afraid pleasantries are over. My ship has received a distress call and we must leave to answer it." Jeremy states evenly as he prepares to dash off again until he heard what she asked. He nearly tripped over his own feet. "You want to come with us!?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 07:14:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa dodged another lazer volley from one of the pirate fighters before she cut her throttle and pitched down as the fight came to abrupt near halt. She watched the pirate fighter fly right over her. She smiled ignited her after boosters. She on his tail and a few cannonade shots later a smoldering hulk in sapce. "Scratch one more!" she said to herself with a smile. Then her comm crackeled to life.&nbsp; <em>"Attention, Attention, Captain Misa Kagurazaka of Valkyrie Squadron. This is Lazarus Corporation Battleship Musashi. We are coming to your aid. I repeat: This is the Lazarus Corporation Battleship, Musashi. We are coming to your aid."</em><em></em> Those words sent a wave of relief through Misa the likes of which only good sex could bring. But even she had not expected that, a battleship. Whoever gods were out there Misa would make sure each one of them got a token of her thanks and not a cheap token either. Whoever this battleship was they were coming to save her life and that of her squad. Opening her comm on that same frequency. "This Captain Kagurazaka to Musashi! I don't know what you guys are doing out here but I thank whatever gods there are you are." she said before giving off thier coordinates to the ship for a more precise hyperspace jump. She then turned back into the rat race once more as she flamed a second pirate fighter. She watched two more fighters vaporized by her Valkyries. It seemed the rescue call had renewed thier spirits and they were willing to fight to stay alive. Misa smiled as she watched them. Each of her pilots was a warrior woman personally trained by her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:28:00</strong>
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				Wade sits listening to the Captain speak, though when the call came in he was on his feet in a second his chair almost falling over. Righting it he is quickly on the Captains heels as they make a dash for the entrance. At least they will be getting some action now he thinks.<br><br>A brief moment later after the orders are relayed to him he grabs his own communicator from his belt. Calling his second in command he waits until he hears Wedge's voice on the other side, "Wedge get all of the Crimson Lance ready to take off as soon as I get there... Make sure the launch crews are getting everything ready. I won't be long and make sure there my flight suit is on the shuttle before it takes off to get us."<br><br>Rounding a corner they come upon the Princess. Wade is literally hopping in place ready to keep moving as the Captain is apologizing. He nearly falls over himself hearing her ask to come along. She might get more of an eyefull on the way up, but this is going to be more important then politeness and decency....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 07:54:59</strong>
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				The princess smiles slightly, "of course, my guardian would need to come along, but she's already in her armor.&nbsp; Besides...I believe father was going to ask about an observer, perhaps.&nbsp; If you are going to be departing immediately, I don't know of any other qualified observers readily available.&nbsp; And I'm certain you weren't planning on flying some manner of craft in here without notifying palace security...as friendly as you've proven to be, I would hate for there to be some kind of incident if one of your craft was taken down by heavy shredder bolt turrets by mistake.&nbsp; I can help to make certain that any problems are smoothed over."&nbsp; Her smile almost dimpled and her guard looked to be debating on whether to remain silent or drag her off against her will.&nbsp; From Telaliel's stance she was ready to bolt as soon as she thought the guard was going to move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 13:29:41</strong>
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				Prower-Graves was a man of few words, and economy of action when he did so. He simply nodded to the Captain as he took his feet off the console and put them back down on the deck. At the same time, he finished his mug of tea and began a standard systems check on the weapons systems of the Space Battleship, making sure that all the systems were green across the board. He nodded solemnly as he confirmed this, then half-turned in his seat. "Guns here, Captain, all systems reading as nominal."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 17:24:26</strong>
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				Commander Berlini nodded her head in approval of the Chief Gunnery officer's report. The Bow of the Musashi sliced through the azure waves of Æphera's Oceans. Opening distance between itself and the port. "Commander, We have reached minimal safe distance and the Shuttle has launched to secure the captain and the others." The Helm reported smartly. "Bring the Wave motion engine up, Emergency power!" Maria barked. "Wave motion engine up full, Emergency Power. Aye Aye Commander." The Helm repeated. A moment later the titanic vessel rumbled as the immensely powerful engines roared. Sounding like a continuous peel of Thunder. Water boiling and steaming just behind the ship as the bow began to raise. As the Ship left the water's surface, Commander Berlini ordered the Airfoils extended. Along midship. large delta wings extended to help generate lift. <br><br>Jeremy didn't have time to argue. "Ok, princess. However, we must hurry." He explained as he began to sprint again. As they reached the main entrance, it would seem that the princess's promises of the security system powered down was true as the shuttle descended without incident. They didn't even bother to lower the landing gear as the hatch hissed open. Jeremy stood at the base of the stairs and helped the princess and her guardian to climb aboard. Once he was sure everyone was aboard, he climbed in as the hatch closed behind him. "Get us to the Musashi, immediately." He ordered to the pilot. "Right away Captain!". Jeremy made his way to the back and again helped the princess and her guardian strap in to their seats. "It's about to get bumpy princess." He explained even as he felt the shuttle accelerate underneath him. Once the natives were secure, he fastened himself into a seat as well. The G-forces pinning everyone back as the Shuttle raced towards the ascending battleship at over mach 6.&nbsp; <br><br>As they approached, The Princess, and Her guardian could see that the Musashi was nearly vertical as it screamed towards the heavens. the shuttle deftly maneuvered underneath the Ship's engines as the landing ramp lowered. The Shuttle touched down gently as the ramp closed behind it. Even though the ship's was nearly vertical, the gravity generators on board gave everyone the impression it was straight and level. Wade and Jason were already up and making for the door. Jeremy made room for them so they can get off first and to their Duty stations. "Your Highness, the Gravity on the ship is Earth Normal so it will be pressing down upon you more than your own world." Jeremy explained as he undid their seat straps. "Please come with me to the bridge." He stated as they got off the shuttle so it could be stowed, and the fighters readied. <br><br>The Door to the bridge hissed open as Maria turned and saw the Captain. "CAPTAIN ON THE BRIDGE!" She stated. Not that any one expected that the staff come to attention. "Status report." Jeremy asked as he came next to his Executive Officer. "Sir, We are presently breaching the planet's ionosphere, We have just received spatial coordinates from Captain Kagarazaki." Maria reported professionally. "Very good, Once we leave the planet's atmosphere, Execute a warp." He stated. "Sir, calculations are already being made and should be ready once we leave the atmosphere. Jeremy nodded. " Very Good, Commander. Please ensure that our guests have good seats. All hands, set for Condition 1 battle stations." Jeremy ordered as he moved to his seat and station. Maria saluted as she gave a nod to a Marine stationed for security. He dashed off to find a couple of chairs for the Princess and her Guardian. When the Call to battle stations was given. there came several short blasts of an alarm before the Bridge's normally bright lights were dimmed to a dull red glow. all along the ship, the crew raced to their battle stations as many donned pressurized suits in case of hull breeches. <br><br>Out at the battle, the pirates were finding the surviving members of Valkyrie squadron to be an almost impossible foe. Even though they had numbers, that seemed to mean absolutely nothing to the warrior women. The battle continued to rage when a beeping came over the the Lazarus fighters instrument panels. Signaling a ship coming out of warp. As the Ship appeared, everyone's eyes grew wide. "What is the Yamato doing out here!?" one Valkyrie pilot called over the tac net. The Yamato. The legendary sister ship to the Musashi. A Super Dreadnought Class Space Battleship. The hero of the Gamilon War, the Savior from the Attack by the White Comet empire, and the ship that turned the tide of the Bolar Wars. The Yamato was quite literally the definition of a "Hero Ship". The Pirate mother ships and fighters all where thrown into Chaos as they saw the legendary ship appeared. Though to the Lazarus Fighters, the truth came out as their IFF pinged back that it was the Lazarus Corporation Battleship, Musashi.<br><br>"Gunnery Chief, Target the Pirate Motherships, Leave the fighters to Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadrons." Jeremy ordered. "Comms, Contact Valkyrie squadron. Have them fall back to the Musashi.". The Comms ensign acknowledged her orders before she bent her console to do her task. "Valkyrie Lead, This is Musashi. You're ordered to Fall back to the battleship. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadrons will provide cover and relief. I repeat: Valkyrie Lead, you're ordered to Fall back to the Musashi. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadrons will provide Cover and relief.". It was organized Chaos as the Musashi waded into battle. Her Anti-aircraft guns firing away at the Pirate fighters that thought they could stand up to the Might of the Musashi.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 20:44:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa gritted her teeth as she flamed a third pirate fighter. One of her girls had gotton a lucky missle barrage on the Pirate Mothership's port side and downed it's main 5 in. anti-air batteries when all of suddenly out of no where the Yamato appeared! The giant red and gray battle wagon appeared out of Hyperspace. It took Misa a moment or two before her IFF signal came back telling her it was the Musashi and not the Yamato. What shook her was the comment about it being the Yamato. Shaking her head she opened her comm net. "Cut the chatter Valkyrie five! Valkyries form up on my wing!" she said as the remaining members of her squad all ten of them. She smiled seeing them, but she was saddened as well. Tonight there would be three less people at the dinner table tonight. But Misa would worry about that later right she had a message coming in over the Tacnet. <em>"Valkyrie Lead, This is Musashi. You're ordered to Fall back to the battleship. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadrons will provide cover and relief. I repeat: Valkyrie Lead, you're ordered to Fall back to the Musashi. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadrons will provide Cover and relief.".</em><em></em> Whoever was on the other end of that Tacnet knew what they were doing but they didn't understand Misa at all. She opened a comm channel to the Musashi. "I copy Musashi! But that's a negative on that recall order! You see here in the Valkyries we never start a fight but we always finish it and they've taken three of my pilots! We intend to pay them back four fold for that! Misa out!" she said banking and diving back into the frey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 21:45:33</strong>
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				The Comms Tech blinked as she looked at her stations. She was taking a moment to ensure she heard it right. "Captain, Captain Kagurazaki is replying negative to the order to "Fallback". She is stating that she'll continue the fight." She reported, looking over her shoulder. Jeremy's single visible eyebrow cocked in interest. "If she wishes to stay and fight, let her." He simply stated. From the rear take off area, Indigo Squadron took off to join the fight. Now one could say it was a fair fight. They could say that at least. <br><br>The Musashi rocked a bit as a couple of Missiles slammed into her armor, but didn't do much damage. The weapons these pirates were carrying were designed to take out unarmored Cargo ships and lightly armored escort craft. They were never intended to take on a full fledge dreadnought. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 03:10:38</strong>
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				As the shuttle had headed back towards the Musashi, Wade pick a secluded corner and changed into his custom flight suit. He was also the first to his feet and moving towards the door before the shuttle even touched down on the ship. Handing his hung up uniform to the first person he sees he calls out, "Make sure that gets to my room...."<br><br>His feet pound on the deck as he sprints towards the hanger bay and his face breaks into a smile as he sees his modified fighter waiting for him. Leaping onto the boarding ladder Wade pulls himself up and drops into his cockpit. The hatch already coming down he buckles himself in and begins to cycle his engines. Kissing the picture of his mother he puts on his helmet and starts final checks.<br><br>Everything is secure so Wade moves Crimson 01 into his place on the catapult. From there he watches as sky turns to space and when they have put distance away from the planet he hits his comm, "Control the is the Crimson Lance... We are ready to turn and burn...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 11:26:12</strong>
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				"Aye sir, running out the guns." he said, as the shock cannons traversed and elevated to aim at the pirate vessels. A screen then flicked up on his console to facilitate fine aiming, as he drew boxes around the targets. "Main guns, commence fire. Secondary guns,&nbsp; fire for effect, box them into the kill zone." he ordered as he pulled on a pair of polarised sunglasses. For a moment, there was a rather anachronistic "Ting, Ting" of a bell ringing, before the <em>Musashi</em>'s guns roared into life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 15:37:30</strong>
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				"Control To Crimson 01. You're cleared for Take off. Good Hunting, Lt." the Controller sounded. On the fore deck of the Musashi, the tips of the gun barrels began to glow as the energies began to accumulate. Glowing a soft green. After a moment, they burst forth across the inky void. Lancing straight and true. The beams quickly found their target. A modified cargo ship that pirates would slap armor and some weapons on. The beams instantly burned through the armor and a second later, the Ship exploded. the other shots doing their Job causing the pirate ships to cluster even tighter together to get away from deadly beams. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 03:43:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she watched the huge battleship fire into the Pirate's mother ship obliterating it from exsistance. <em>"That's the big one now all that remains is the little fish."</em><em></em> she thought as rolled fighter into a dive towards the furball before opening a com channel. "This is Valkryie one to Musashi if you guys can hold off on those big guns for a few more minutes my squad and I have a few we needed to splash in to settle the score!" she said before her guns flames another one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 04:15:29</strong>
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				At controls go ahead all the catapults launch sending out the iconic crimson and gold of the Crimson Lance. Wade takes the lead as the rest of his squadron forms up on him. Rolling he leads them towards the fray as they all hit the thrusters and begin to close. Wade opens a squad based comm, "All Crimson Lance fire at will, but keep your eyes peeled for tailgaters..."<br><br>On his order the formation breaks apart everyone choosing a pirate bogey. Wade himself picks on that is coming towards him and goes head to head with it. Opening a general channel that the other ship might pick up he chuckles, "Come on buddy lets play chicken!"<br><br>Pouring on the throttle he jumps ahead aiming straight for the other ship. At the very last minute he lets loose with a volley that take the other vessel head on. Rolling his fighter around the debris he looks up just as another pirate fighter goes past him. Pulling on his stick he completely kills his throttle causing his back end to whip around. Pouring on the speed once again he chases after the fighter...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 16:59:04</strong>
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				The Musashi glided through the Battle with impunity. The Pirate fighters having nothing on them that would do much more than warm her armor. Death raised up from her secondary and Anti-aircraft guns. Inidigo Squadron doing what they did best. Harassing the enemy fighters into the killing zones of Valkyrie and Crimson Lance squadrons. <br><br>On the Bridge, Alexander Cromwell was unusually quiet during the whole ordeal. His weaselly mind already plotting The Captain's downfall as well as the Downfall of those loyal to him. To him the appearance of another Lazarus Corporation element could give him what he needed. However, he would have to be sly and sneaky in order to get them on board. He looked up Misa personnel record. He smiled with a rodent like fashion as he saw one her traits was loyalty. So he assumed she would be loyal to the Corporation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 22:48:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she dove in on a fighter that had passed one of the Musashi's pilots. She watched him flip the craft around before coming up the tail of that pirate fighter. She watched the pirate go belly up and try to make a break for it, but what he or she didn't know was that he had banked right into Misa's gunsights. "Tone good. And fire." Misa said as her lasers clipped the fighter. Opening a channel to the pilot. "There you pilot! Made'm easier for you." she said with a smile as she banked in and flamed another one that had gotton the tail of one of her pilots. "Watch back next time Valkyrie nine!" she said over the tacnet. <em>"I copy Captain! Thanks for the asist though."</em><em></em> the woman's voice said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 23:20:49</strong>
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				Jeremy stood upon the bridge of the Musashi passively observing the battle. It was to the point that he didn't really need to give orders anymore. All that was left was the "Clean up". His singular eye was cold, like a snakes. Jeremy had no remorse nor sympathy for these pirates. Only the Good lord knows how many suffered and died because of their Greed. Now they were experiencing justice for what did. Jeremy clasped his hands behind his back as the Pirate fighters continued to disappear in orange red blossoms of death. the light from their demise illuminating the bridge of the Musashi for scant moments before disappearing into oblivion. <br><br>Jeremy turned to his Executive Officer, Maria with a slight nodded. She stiffened up a bit and approached. "Yes, Captain?" She inquired. Jeremy never liked to yell as it made the part of his face that was mutilated wince in pain. "Once the battle is over, have Medical teams standing by to receive Wounded and have Search and Rescue teams scour the battlefield and find any survivors." He said simply. Maria Saluted and stepped away to continue her duties as another flash of light illuminated the Bridge sending long shadows across the Deck. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 04:16:56</strong>
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				The princess sits in one of the chairs that was provided, eyes slowly looking over the various command and control systems, curiosity burning to learn about this race and their technology.&nbsp; The guardian politely ignores the seat, however, standing slightly behind and to the right of her charge, trying not to give the impression of nervousness, though her hand periodically drifts near to her crossbow and saber.&nbsp; Once the fighter combat starts, however, Telaliel doesn't bother with staying in the seat any more, moving to where she can better see the forward view with a far more analytical eye.<br><br>"I hadn't really considered the effects of microgravity on fighter combat too much...as things were, it was going to be beyond my lifetime before we had the technology for such."&nbsp; She murmurs, as much to herself as anyone else.&nbsp; "The turns are much longer, at least for these ships...and the acceleration far more linear than ornis.&nbsp; And the straight lines lead to..." she winces at seeing one of the pirates explode, "more predictable flight paths..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 07:57:25</strong>
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				"And all to the good of chaps like myself." Prower-Graves remarked with a grim smile, a distant explosion throwing his face into harsh relief from the flare of light. "Another one bites the dust." he murmurred to himself, echoing the lines of that ancient rock band <em>Queen</em>. "And another one's gone- and another one's gone- another one bites the dust." he continues, as the pirate strikecraft punctuated his lyrical stylings by kindly blowing up in cadence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 13:55:41</strong>
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				Wade chuckles as Missa breaks onto his comm. Swooping up to the wounded ship he kindly finishes it off before hitting his comm back to her frequency, "Thanks, but to easy.... I like a challenge...."<br><br>Breaking off contact he continue wiping up til he hears Wedge, "Sir! You have one on your tail. Come around and I'll clean him off."<br><br>Wade looks back at the pirate fighter, "Oh him... He's been there for awhile Wedge... Can't hit the broadside of a barn with a guided missile. No need to clean him off for me, I'm bringing him in closer..."<br><br>Wedge can't believe it... Closer? Has his commander gone nuts? Wade maneuvers until the last second then hitting a pedal he kicks in his brakes and brings his fighter up as the pirate shoots passed him. Settling back in Wade locks on and destroys the craft with a burst, "And that's how you do that... Saw it a movie and I wasn't sure it would work. Now I'll file it away for later..."<br><br>Sitting back he lets his squadron deal with the rest as he backs up as necessary. His eyes fall on the Yamato and he opens up a comm line, "Control this is Crimson One... Has there been any word from the Yamato?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 17:33:53</strong>
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				A couple of Marines stuttered stepped when the Princess stood up to get a closer look of the action. They stopped instantly seeing the subtle gesture from Captain Black to leave her be. He had the impression she was intelligent enough to know not to touch certain stuff. He was finding it appealing that she was taking such an interest. While not in the battle but the mechanics behind it. The corner of Jeremy's mouth turned up slightly as his Gunnery Chief started saying words from one of Queens's more infamous songs. It also served to lighten a normally tense atmosphere on the bridge as even the Helmsman, next to the Chief, began humming the tune. As morbid as it was, it fit the situation. The Pirate fighters didn't stand a chance against the combine might of Valkyrie, Crimson Lance, and Indigo Squadrons. They continued to disappear into the void of space. <br><br>Eventually the battle came to a close. "Captain, Scopes are showing clear of all hostile craft." The Radar tech reported from her station. "Very Good, Recall All Fighters. That includes Valkyrie squadron. Inform them that Medical teams will be standing by to receive Wounded. Send out Search and Rescue team and see if we can find any survivors. Have Red Squadron provide Cover." Jeremy stated evenly. His orders were repeated smartly and precisely by Maria, He Executive Officer. "Damage Report." He inquired next. "Captain, We received direct hits on decks 13, 16, and 20 on the starboard side. No hull breaches." Came the reply. Jeremy nodded. He figured these pirates didn't have the weaponry to dent the Musashi's Armor, and he was relieved that he was right.<br><br>&nbsp;Jeremy walked up to The Princess. "My apologies, your Highness. I wished to have been able to give you a better impression of our Race. Rather than the constant displays of Violence that we seemed to have forced you to witness so far." He said quietly. He wasn't so much apologizing for his people, but more for the circumstances that He felt they thrust upon The Royal Princess and Her guardian. Once he said his peace, he stepped away. "Reduce Alert level from Red to Yellow, Keep a watchful eye for ships entering or leaving the system." He commanded as the dull red glow of the bridge brightened back up to Normal levels. "I am going to greet our new house guests. Commander Berlini, you have the Con." He said as he stepped off the bridge. Maria straightening and responding with an "Aye Aye, Captain." Jeremy made his way down towards the Fighter bay. The Crew flattening themselves against the corridors as he walked. Him giving off the Pavlovian salute in return to all the ones he was given. There was one thing, Jeremy had to admit he liked about the Musashi. While the crew worked and operated as if on a military vessel, There wasn't the almost overbearing "Stuffiness" Of a military vessel. It allowed the crew work far more efficiently in the slightly more relaxed atmosphere. <br><br>Jeremy finally came to the fighter bay as the last of the fighters landing. the Rear hatch closing as the bay was pressurized, Tech crews and other hanger personnel began sprinting to their tasks of Rearm and damage assessment. They began crawling over the Fighters with a trained eye. marking on Data terminals of damaged sections of Fighter planes and which squadron they belonged to. The more heavily damaged Fighters were slated second priority as the less damaged fighters were made first Priority as they had the quickest turn around time. "CAPTAIN ON DECK!" came the Call as Jeremy stepped onto the deck. Everyone coming to attention. "As you were." Captain Black stated as he didn't want to interfere with their Jobs. He approached one of the members of Valkyrie Squadron and inquired to their Flight Leader. He was pointed to a rather curvacious woman stepping down from the ladder. Jeremy thanked the pilot and began walking over. <br><br>He was aware that he was still in his Full dress Uniform from meeting with Planetary royalty, and that he didn't have time to change out to his Normal Duty before the Fighting broke out. As he approach, he gave his Uniform a tug to straighten out, and ensure the eye patch covering up the damaged area of his face was properly in place. As the Ship's captain. He held himself up to a high standard of Appearance as he Represented his Ship and crew. He wanted others to have as high opinion of his crew, and the Musashi as he did. Once he reached the woman. He stood and waited a polite distance away while she removed her helmet. "Greetings. I am Jeremy Black, Captain of the Musashi. I Wish to welcome you and your squadron aboard. I am pleased to see we were able to make it in time to be of assistance, and my condolences for any pilot you may have lost before our arrival." Jeremy said as he held out his hand to shake. His singular blue eye looking at her eyes as the tone of his voice was warm and genuine.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 22:06:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as the pilot called back his preference for a challanege in a kill Misa could resist opening back up to him. "I don't mind a challange but if it means one of my pilots doesn't have to go home in an urn case then I'll glad cripple a ship so that someone else can pick it up on the next pass." she said before closing the link and diving once more back into the frey. It took them a few more minutes to finish cleaning up the pirates a task Misa was more than willing to asist in doing. After all they took three of her pilots they would pay for that. When the scopes were empty Misa smiled, her pilots had done thier jobs and for that Misa was proud. However she would never forget the three she lost. She would grieve but she would move on, but she would never forget. She angled her ship towards the Musashi's hanger deck.<br><br>&nbsp;As she landed Misa noticed a man coming towards her in full dress, meaning he had to be the Captain. Her first thoughts on seeing him was that he was a stuffed shirt tightwad concerned for his own ego as much as he was for his career. As Misa pulled her flight helmet off she she revealed a slightly tossed mop of beautiful silver-blonde hair. Her smokey grey eyes looked into his good blue eye before she nodded her head to him. She came to attention saluting him. "Captain Misa Ayase! Commander of Valkyrie squadron attached the Lazurus Corperation Escort Carrier Hyperion!" she said before relaxing a bit and taking his hand. "Thank you Captain. I'll require billets and medical attention for my pilots. If that's your perogative if not we are capable of taking our own craft out and heading to the nearest Lazurus Corperation base for refueling and repair." she said. Her tone was professional wanting to test the measure of the man. As she spoke the remaining ten pilots from her squad fell in line behind their Captain, and all ten of them were women. Yet they all stood behind thier Squad leader.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 22:28:28</strong>
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				"It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain Ayase. Yes, Of course. I have medical teams waiting and ready to see to your wounded." Jeremy stated as he turned. Bringing two fingers of his Right hand to his lips, he gave a very loud whistle that echoed in the Cavernous Hold. Several of the nearby Techs and Pilots had to cover their ears. However, the signal was unmistakable as a team of Medical techs came trotting over. "See that the wounded are Taken care of." He Ordered the lead Medical personnel. "Right away Captain." The Man clad in white with a large Red Cross on a Shoulder cap said with a crisp salute. Walking over to the Girls behind Misa, he looked them over for anything obvious. "Which ones of you are injured, please step forward." He asked, eager to heal the wounded. <br><br>Jeremy gave an approving nodded as he watched his Medical personnel bend to their Task. "I don't believe that will be necessary, Captain." Jeremy stated warmly when she mentioned about rearm and refuel for the next Lazarus base. Which was several thousand light years away. "I am sure we can find a place for you and your Pilots to bunk here on the Musashi." He said. Though when he noticed her eyes looking at his uniform. He had an Idea to what she was thinking. "It would seem I am a bit overdressed for our meeting. I, as well as a couple other members of my Crew, were in a meeting that Called for such attire when we received your distress call. Sadly, I have not had the time to change into something more casual." He explained. Black's Duty Uniform was fairly similar to his full dress except it was not as ornate nor was covered in medals. Something he particularly didn't like to show off. "Would you like for me to Show you to the Quarter Master for available rooms or the Medical center so you can check upon your injured squadron members? Though, I will have to discuss something with you later, privately Captain." He said. It was Jeremy's intention to be completely up front with Misa with the present situation with the Musashi and her crew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 23:06:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as two of pilots stepped forward with some minor electrical burns from being toassed around inside their fighters during the fighting. She listened to his reasons for being in full dress uniform but she found it slightly dubious at best. "Begging your pardon sir but I wasn't aware the Lazurus Corperation had any ventrures this far out in space." she said to him as he requested about speaking with her privately about a matter later. "With all due respect sir I'd perfer to have that private conversation now as I don't like being outside of the loop on things espically when it concerns my pilots or myself. I'd like to live long enough to cash in my company pension." she said to him before she was reminded of another matter. "Captain there are coordinates in my fighter for the..." she hesitated before going ahead with what she wanted say despite how callous it was going to sound.&nbsp; "...floating hulk that was the cargo ship the Hyperion and my squad <em>were</em><em></em> when we got jumped by those pirates. You may or may not find survivors aboard it went dark not more then two minutes after we got jumped by a minefield those pirates set up. Also sir if you don't mind once we've finshed our conversation I'd like to join the search for survivors on the Hyperion. If I don't find anyone I at least have some unfinished buisness that needs tending to." she said. Misa hoped that she would find survivors but she knew that to be little to no hope of that, no her main concern was getting the personal affects of her three dead pilots and making sure their families knew what happened to them and also her own effects as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>16-06-2012, 01:52:16</strong>
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				Wade circles around watching the last of the pirate ships being destroyed. When it came time to land he and the rest of the Crimson Lance waited til the end to finally land. Sitting in the cockpit for a moment Wade reruns his squadrons performance in the battle. Finding nothing to talk to them about he finally raises the hatch and climbs out joining the rest of his group. Looking them over he grins, "Good job guys...I guess the drinks are on me again."<br><br>Turning away he looks and sees the leader of Valkyrie squadron talking with the Captain. He looks over her squadron and nods his approval... Having seen their performance he is seriously impressed with their bearing. His own squadron might be seen as hot shots, but with the modifications to their fighters they have a right to be. Wade starts to make his way over when he is stopped by Wedge, "Sir... I'm worried about the Yamato. They didn't do anything..."<br><br>Wade nods, "I know... I'm going to talk to the Captain about it if he has a free moment. If things are going to go the way I think they might we are going to need more firepower..."<br><br>Walking over Wade stands off to the side watching the Captian speak with Misa and patiently awaiting a chance himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-06-2012, 02:33:34</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded unflinchingly. He understood Misa's suspicions. Calling over a Tech who was starting the look over on Misa's fighter. He ordered the spatial coordinates downloaded so once the Search for survivors ended here, they could locate the Cargo vessel and see about survivors there. This was when Black noticed Lt. Wilson standing a few feet away. "Good work out there, Crimson Lead." He said giving his Top pilot an approving nod. "Captain Ayase, this is Lt. Wade Wilson, Commander of Crimson Lance squadron and our top pilot on board." Jeremy stated with a bit of pride in his voice. He gave the Lt a moment to talk with the Captain.<br><br>After several minutes, Jeremy interjected to keep things on track."If you will please follow me, Captain. Lt, I believe I could use your take on this as well." He instructed as he moved to a panel on the wall. Pressing a comm button a female voice answered. "This is Commander Berlini, Go ahead.". "Maria, I Need you to have our esteemed Guests led to the port side Observation Deck, as well as a copy of the ship's logs containing records of the incident." Jeremy said simply. "Right away captain." Maria, stated smartly. "If you please, Captain. I promise this won't take very long." Jeremy said as he motioned to the corridor. Understanding Misa's desire to "Tie up loose ends". He led Both Captain Ayase and Lt. Wilson down the corridor.<br><br>The Walk to the Observation deck that Jeremy talked about was rather quick. It was one that was hardly ever used so it allowed Captain Black a quiet place to inform his Guest of current events. It was a large deck with couches and large windows. It was a place people could come and relax should the need arise. Looking out over the debris field. Jeremy took a moment to collect his thoughts. He felt as if the entire universe was bearing down upon his shoulders. "I am not sure how fortuitous you may consider our aid. Considering what I am about to tell and show you." Jeremy stated as he turned back towards Misa. His one good eye holding her gaze. "Approximately 4 hours ago, we exited Hyperspace in this Planetary system. Our mission was to escort a Mining Colony start up fleet, Fairly routine. The Colony was to be established on a G-Class Planet capable of supporting human life. As we approached the Planet, we began picking up signals. Signals no different than TV signals on Earth from the early 21st Century. Upon further investigation, it was discovered the target planet was inhabited. I ordered the Halt of the Fleet." Jeremy started. <br><br>On the bridge, Maria had summoned a Lt. to come and take the Princess to see the Captain as he requested. Walking over to the Princess. Maria gave her a friendly Smile. Maria could do a friendly face far easier than the Captain, but she understood the tremendous stresses that were placed on the shoulders of a Battleship captain. "Excuse me your Highness, Captain Black asked if you and your escort could meet him on one of our Port side Observation decks. Lt. Junpei Nakamura will guide you." Maria stated with a smile. Handing the Lt. a small disk containing the records that the Captain had asked for.<br><br>"After numerous warnings. I was forced to destroy the Goliath Class Mining vessel and all 200 crew members on board. I accept full responsibility for my decision. While I do regret the loss of life, I don't regret my actions. They have refused to heed my Orders and warnings. Their actions were both wrong Legally, and ethically. I also know I'll have to stand scrutiny from my Maker when my time comes." Jeremy concluded. He took a deep breath. He had explained the entire situation without omissions or falsehood. A moment later, the Doors hissed open as Three people stepped in. One was a Lt. of the ship, the second looking like an Armored knight out of a fairy tale book, and the third a graceful and beautifully dress woman. As they approached, Jeremy looked to Misa and held out a small device looking like a bluetooth earpiece. "This is Princess Telaliel Moondream of the Planet Æphera. The Planet The corporation was going to begin to mine and we were expected to Remove the native inhabitants. She doesn't speak our language so we must uses these translators to communicate." Jeremy explained as he turned his head to show he was still wearing his. The one he handed to Misa was one he was going to give to the Palace servant that was going to wait upon them before the Distress signal arrived. When the second group joined the first, Jeremy gave Princess Telaliel a respectful bow. Taking the disk from the Lt. he dismissed the young officer as he handed the Disk over to Misa. "This is a record of the Ship's Log during the time of the incident. After seeing this and talking with the others. If You feel you and your Squadron wish to return to the Corporation. Then I'll set course for the Nearest Lazarus installation to let you and anyone else who wishes to, disembark." He said as he handed the disk over the Misa. "However, I will not allow the subjugation of an innocent people for corporate profit." He said flatly. showing he would not budge on the issue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>16-06-2012, 04:07:05</strong>
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				After the battle is over, Telaliel spends a few moments speaking with her guarding in low voices, discussing who knows what before returning to her quiet observations of the bridge.&nbsp; She meanders quietly, hands folded behind her back, looking over the shoulders of crewmembers with a slight smile and trying to avoid being in the way.&nbsp; See seemed intrigued by the way the various systems were laid out and was beginning to infer the overall designs when the Lt came to speak with her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Of course...this is as much about diplomacy as observation, if not more so.&nbsp; I would be happy to meet with your captain once more."&nbsp; With that she gestures to her guard and starts after Junpei to the observation deck.<br><br>Stepping into the observation room she manages to avoid a misstep at the breathtaking vistas visible, if only by virtue of having seem nearly the same view from the bridge.&nbsp; She gives a slight movement, somewhere between a bow and a curtsy to the captain, her eyes watching the new comer a moment before looking back to the captain.&nbsp; "Your efforts thus far, to prevent harm to my people at the hands of those of yours that would see us displaced is greatly appreciated.&nbsp; Though it is not my place to offer such things, I am sure that my people would be happy to grant you safe harbor for as long as things take to resolve."<br><br>(For the princess, see her image and description in the character thread.&nbsp; Her bodyguard looks, for all the world, like an elf wearing full plate armor and carrying a crossbow and sword, the princess wearing a much lighter blade at her waist.&nbsp; If anyone has power sensors, I should note, both of them are carrying extremely dense power storage systems.&nbsp; Storage that is at least as efficient as human battery technology, if not slightly better.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 01:48:55</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa listened to what the Captain had to say. Though to be honest even she was shocked by what she had heard. That they were willing to sacrifice an entire poplulation just to secure profit. Misa's hand clnached hard as she read the log. She had wanted to dispute it but the evidence was all there. There was the truth that she nor anyone else knew that the Lazurus Corperation had any sort of prospects in this sector of space. After she was done she handed him back the pad. "I'll need to think on things before I make my decision Captain. At least until all the unfinshed buisness I have is concluded" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:58:44</strong>
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				"I am very grateful for your gratitude, Your Highness." Jeremy stated very respectfully to the Alien Royal. Turning to Misa when she hands back the data tablet. "My apologies, Captain Ayase. I do not wish for you to Misunderstand me. I only wanted to inform you of the situation My ship and my crew are in. I understand your first duty is to your squadron so this is why I brought the information to you. As I said before, If you and your squadron wish it. I'll take the ship close enough to a Lazarus or EDF installation so you can return home." Captain Black stated as he clasped his Hands and the Tablet behind his back. While the addition of Valkyrie squadron to the Musashi would be a great asset, He didn't want to involve people unnecessarily. He was quiet a moment when a very disturbing thought came to mind. Would the corporation seek out his crew's families for retribution? He didn't want to think they would go that far, but he couldn't overlook that possibility. <br><br>On the bridge, the mood was somewhat jovial. they had managed to arrive in time assist some friends, and wipe out a group of pirates. Another reason was that they did so under the watchful eye of an Honest to God "Princess". The Concept was an older ideal from a previous century. With the near destruction of Earth at the hands of the Gamalons, and the Earth Government coming together. Royalty simply slipped away into the shadows of history. Several of the Male crew were gossiping to how pretty she was. However, word was quickly spreading about the all female Squadron they picked up as well. Maria simply rolled her eyes in amusement as she moved towards the front of the Bridge between The Chief Gunnery Officer and the Helmsman. Sipping on some coffee a young officer had brought for her. "Any word on the search and rescue?" She asked turning towards the Comms tech. The Woman sorrowfully shook her head. So far they were not finding any survivors. <br><br>However, there was one person upon the bridge that was not happy for the presence of the Alien Princess and her Guardian. Alexander Cromwell stewed at his station. Really nothing more than a semi circular desk in the back corner of the bridge. It allowed him to receive messages from Corporate HQ as well as monitor expenses on board the ship. Alexander wasn't stupid. He knew to keep his mouth shut while the Captain and the princess were on the bridge, but that didn't stop him from throwing the two heated and hateful glances. "That imbecile of a captain. He thinks his owns this ship." He grumbled. Alexander Cromwell was ignorant to just how connected Jeremy was to the Musashi. He was brought in specifically because of his Navel background. Having overseen the completion of the Musashi for 4 years before she set sail. Having a hand in the selection of her crew. All near the top if not the very pinnacle of their field. Though many do have their black marks. <br><br>Alexander stood up and walked up to Maria with an slight waddle to his gait. "There is still a chance you can save your career and the career of those upon this Vessel." He whispered, though it was a bit too loud as the Helms man winced a bit. "Arrest that murderous captain. Take command of the Vessel. It would be very legal in this case. He slaughtered 200 people. He is a murderer." Alexander continued. Trying to worm his way into Maria's mind as she silently sipped her coffee. "I can even go to bat for you and the others. Tell the Board that you all were merely following orders. I may be able to pull some strings, <em>Captain</em> Berlini." He cooed, though again it sounded more like a hiss. As he finished he placed his hand on the small of her back to invoke some intimate response. All through this Maria had remained perfectly quiet sipping her coffee. That was until he touched her. The next instant, he was face down on the steel deck plate with a loud crash. "Mr. Cromwell. Must I remind you to look in the Company Employee Handbook? Particularly under the section of "Sexual Harassment". Maria seethed as she held the arm that he dared to touch her with in a joint lock behind his back. The Helmsman gave a sly wink to Prowers as he glanced over his shoulder. "Whatta woman." He mouthed.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 03:45:47</strong>
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				"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why you keep your hands to yourself and act as a perfect gentleman slash ladies around beautiful women." Prower-Graves rmarked in a wise tone. "You never know if they'll turn out to be the sort they make action movies about, the ones where they can beat the stuffing out of you and make you crawl home crying for your mother." he picked up his mug and began to sip it again. "Ah, and it's still nice and warm too, that's good." he remarked idly, referring to his tea.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 19:00:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the Captain. "As I said Captain I have unfinished business aboard the remains of the Hyperion." she said before turning back to her pilots. "Alright ladies listen up search and rescue is the name of the game. You find someone alive you report imediately. Do what you can for them but don't put yourselves in danger t orescue them. Do I make myself clear!" she shouted as the rest of her pilots came to attention before saluting her. Misa nodded her head before saluting them herself.&nbsp; "Mount Up!" she shouted as she each of the pilots of Valkyrie squadron clammered into thier fighters once more making sure to seal up thier flight suites. Misa herself turned to the Captain. "If you will excuse me Captain my squad and I will search the Hyperion's interior ourselves. We only request one boarding shuttle and two fully equiped Trauma teams on the off-chance we run into any survivors." she said to him before putting her own helmet back on and jumping back into her cockpit. She lifted off with her squad as they shot over to the floating remains of the Hyperion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-06-2012, 18:03:21</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded his approval for the Search of the Hyperion. "A boarding shuttle will be en route shortly. Please remember to be efficient. We have to see about survivors of the Cargo Vessel as well." He reminded the Captain as Misa stepped away to rejoin her pilots. Jeremy then turned to Lt. Wilson. " you and your squadron did an excellent job today, Wade. You did the Musashi proud. Why don't you and your men get some rest. You deserve it." Jeremy offered. <br><br>Finally turning towards The Princess, Jeremy gave her a soft smile. "I do apologize your Highness. It will be a little bit longer before we can return to your homeworld. Perhaps I can show you and your escort to a Stateroom so you may rest. That is if you wish. Or if you want, I can give you a tour of the ship now that we're no longer under threat at the moment." Jeremy asked as he clasped his hands behind his back and waited for the princess's answer<br><br>On the bridge, Alexander slinked away rubbing at his bruised arm. A quiet curse on his lips as he waddled back to his station. "Excuse me Commander, But I am reading strange signals." The Comm's tech reported. "Origin?" Maria asked as she walked over. "It appears to be coming from the Hyperion, and yet...It isn't. The ship itself is a hulk so it shouldn't be broadcasting anything." The ensign stated as she swiveled around in her chair. "Do we have any teams in the area?" Maria asked as she looked at the hulk floating outside just off the port bow. "Checking, yes. Salvage Shuttle No. 2 and its team is near the source of the Transmissions.". "have them check it out and report back." Maria said sternly. <br><br>on the Keel of the Hyperion, a Small shuttle approached. Using small bursts from its thrusters, it closed with a dark object that had attached itself underneath. "Bridge, this is Salvage Shuttle 2 reporting. We found an Object on the underside of the Carrier. It is the source of the transmission." A husky male voice reported. Maria nodded. "What does it look like?". "It appears to be an Anti-ship mine." He reported. Maria gasped. "Salvage 2 fall back immediately and wait for EOD teams to clear the mine." Maria commanded. It would take 20 minutes for the Mine to be checked out. It was clean as the compartment used to store the explosive was needed for the powerful transmitting hardware. "Cease the transmission. Otherwise we could attract other "Not-so-Friendly" Visitors to this system." Maria stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 02:09:08</strong>
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				The princess stands quietly, listening in to the various comments as commands are passed back and forth and explanations of the situation are given.&nbsp; Though this military ran significantly different than her own, there was still more than enough overlap that she wasn't put out by things, instead waiting and learning.&nbsp; She smiles a bit as the captain turns to her and offers a place to rest, "I may take you up on the offer of the space, if only to take a moment to catch my breath.&nbsp; My guardian may want to take a longer rest as she is still working of ill effects of the flight this morning.&nbsp; She recovers quickly, but I fear that even she has her limits.&nbsp; On the other hand, I'm sure that she'll get upset if I take you up on your tour while insisting that she rests..."<br><br>She looks a moment to the guard, considering, "how <em>are</em> you holding up?&nbsp; I'm sure you've already used your stims at least once today after the flight out of the capital and you know you're not supposed to use them more than once a day.&nbsp; I'm sure that the captain can arrange other guardians if you are concerned, though."&nbsp; She turns to the captain and nods, "if you would not mind, I would like the use of the rooms for perhaps 15 minutes and then I will take you up on your offer of a tour, if that would be acceptable, and if you can work out something with my guardian?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 03:57:01</strong>
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				"Yes, Of course." Jeremy said as he listened to the Princess. "I can arrange a detail of Marines to act as Guards for her Royal Highness." Jeremy stated towards the woman in the armor. "As Well as I personally promise to ensure her safety as well." He amended, meaning he would put his life on the line to protect her. "Though, I think a few minutes for you to catch your breath would be smart. Please, This way." Jeremy stated trying to be as cordial as he knew how. Though truth be told he was quite nervous. He never was any good at diplomacy and generally preferred not to interact with Dignitaries at all. However, there was something about the Princess that put his mind a bit at ease. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Wade saw her flying around in what could be described as a military vehicle. She did give off a soldier's air and confidence. Perhaps that what was helping the Captain. <br><br>Jeremy led them to Dignitary's Stateroom. It was designed for the rare time a VIP was being transported on the Musashi. Much like President or CEO of the company. It was the poshest stateroom on the ship. Not even Jeremy's Cabin was as large. It held two queen beds as well as a full bathroom and shower along with a sitting room with a view overlooking the bow and the two great turrets holding the Musashi's "Shock Cannons". The room was always kept just in case of a surprise visit/inspection by the board, but blessedly that rarely ever happened, almost verging on Never. "This will be your state room while on board the Musashi. A communicator is on the wall over here and pressing this button will automatically connect you to the bridge." Jeremy explained as he allowed the Princess and her escort to look about the room. "If you'll be excuse me, I need to change uniforms. I'll return immediately afterwards." He said as he gave the princess one last bow. Unsure if that was the proper thing to do. It was what he saw in movies and such. Having never been training on greeting Royalty at the EDF Academy. <br><br>Jeremy returned to his Cabin which wasn't very Far. Returning back to the familiar and more comfortable "Duty Uniform" He usually wore. His Duty Uniform was similar to his full dress but with out all the "Pomp and circumstance" of the medals he had nor the "Fruit Salad" and ribbons. Once he finished changing, he tugged his Coat and made sure he was presentable. "What did I get myself into?" He asked himself. How was he suppose to give a Tour of the ship to a Princess? Jeremy was a very honest person so his offer was genuine, but he was never good around Dignitaries. Many who were used to having their egos coddled. So to prevent an incident, he had always managed to find someone else to do it when board members or potential investors came on board. However, there was no backing out of it now. Letting out a labored sigh, he removed his eye patch and looked at the mutilated part of his face. Jagged scars crisscrossed over sunken section that used to hold his left eye. It was a solid detraction he had in the view of the Fairer sex. which caused himself to normally distance himself from potential lovers. <br><br>Bringing a hand up, he felt along the scarred flesh. He tried the have it cosmetically repaired, including a Glass eye, while he was in the service, but the paperwork kept getting "Misplaced". Once he was dishonorably discharged, any veteran benefits he had went out the proverbial window. By the time he got settled in with Lazarus, he had grown accustomed to his black eye patch, and saw no point in changing it now. There were times he felt as if his left eye was still in the socket. Doctors called it "Phantom Limb" syndrome. However, he would remind himself that it was gone. Replacing the Eye patch. Jeremy made sure it was set correctly to cover up as much of the damaged area of his face as possible. Grabbing his Captain's Cap, he headed out of the door to meet the Princess for the promised Tour. Within a few minutes, Jeremy had returned to the Stateroom that Princess Telaliel and her Guardian were staying in. With him a group of Four Marines with Carbines slung. Jeremy pressed the "Doorbell" and waited for it to be acknowledged. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 06:08:02</strong>
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				Once the door is closed she points her bodyguard to the nearest bedroom, pausing in amusement a moment at how it seems that everything that the humans do is squared edges and straight lines, even their beds.&nbsp; The guardian refuses to climb unarmor, but grudgingly accepts the need for rest, laying on the bed and listening to the creaking noises as the weight of the warrior and armor settle in.<br><br>Once she's laying down the princess takes a few moments to explore the rest of the quarters and figuring out how everything works, but simple caution keeps her from touching too many things.&nbsp; So many differences aroused her curiosity, and she almost wished to have one of the humans available to explain what the various systems were and how they worked.&nbsp; Eventually she would have to find out, but how could one be certain that the one chamber wasn't some sort of cooking device, or if these humans cleansed with some mild acid, or if their idea of seasoning was poisonous?&nbsp; It wasn't likely there would be variations of that degree, but the unfamiliar designs were enough to make her weary.<br><br>At the tone she made her way back to the door, pausing a moment to examine the mechanism on the interior.&nbsp; She had at least seen how that was operated.&nbsp; She murmurs under her breath, "it's really too bad these translation devices do not translate their runes...such could be useful about now."&nbsp; She pressed the green button and pulled her hand away quickly to be certain nothing untoward would happen, glancing to the captain through the door as it opened, looking a touch sheepish.&nbsp; "Ah...so that's how it works."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 14:12:42</strong>
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				Wade nods and salutes at the Captains compliment, "Thank you Captain... I believe it's my time to buy the beer again. Good day sir."<br><br>Turning to the Princess he gives a small bow before turning and walking away. What to do now he muses... It was true about it being his time to buy the beer, but with the way things had been going they might be needed at any time. So with a shrug he turns and makes his way to the bridge.<br><br>On the way he runs across Wedge who claps him on the back, "So boss do we get some R&amp;R or what?"<br><br>Pausing Wade nods, "Yes have them rest up and get some chow, but no beer until we can be sure that all this madness is done with. Oh and make sure you tell them to behave around that Valkyrie squadron. We don't need internal problems because someone couldn't keep their hands to themselves."<br><br>Walking away Wade slows before opening the door to the bridge and sneaking in. With a small smile he looks around at the busy people and calls out, "Attention on deck!"<br><br>Wade watches to see who actually jumps up before grinning even wider. This obviously hasn't been the first time he had done this, but he still found it funny, "I'm joking...Keep having fun. So what's up here? Anything interesting happening Maria?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 18:07:24</strong>
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				Jeremy blinks in a bit of mild confusion at the sheepish look of the princess. It hadn't occurred to him that the differences in their technology could cause confusion for the Princess and her aid. Had he that though, he would have been far more thorough in his explanation of the room and its functions. "If you're Ready for the tour, Your Majesty." He said as he beckoned her out into the corridor. The Marines taking a couple steps back to give the Captain and princess a respectable bubble of space. Jeremy seriously doubted that anyone would try to purposely harm the Princess, but he understood that he shouldn't take chances.<br><br>With the high tension still in the air on the bridge. Everyone jumped when Wade shouted "ATTENTION ON DECK!". Everyone glaring at him when they managed to get their heart rate under control again. "I Should put you on report for that, Lt. Wilson." Maria stated coolly when he approached. Her cheeks still a bit flushed from yelping "Figlio di un Cagna! (Son of a bitch!)." in her native Italian. "I figured you would've learned your lesson the last time you pulled that and the Captain was actually on the bridge at the time. What was It he said...Oh yes. "There are plenty of potatoes that need peeling in the Galley". Maria continued with a bit of mock venom. She wasn't really mad, but what Wade did was not needed at the time. <br><br>She took a moment to let out a long breath. "So far, we have not been able to find survivors. Members of Valkyrie squadron have gone into the Hyperion with a Search team, but we have not heard back from them. The only interesting thing that happened was we found how the Pirates were able to track the Hyperion when she made her blind jump. Salvage teams found an modified Anti-ship mine attached to the Carrier's keel. The explosives have been removed to accommodate a powerful transmitter that keep sending signals to the pirates. We disabled the Device and moved it away from the ship to destroy. I am sure Captain Black will not want more attention to this sector of space than it already has." She stated as she clasped her hands behind her back. She continued to stare out the Massive forward windscreens of the Ship. The Inky void of space spreading out for eternity just in front of their bow.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The First place Jeremy took Princess Taleliel was the Engine Room. On the way down, he gave her a brief history of His people's first encounter when extraterrestrial life, The Gamilions and how they nearly wiped out the Human race. He reasserted that he did not wish for such an event to happen to her people, hence why the Musashi stepped in to stop the invasion. As they entered, the immensely powerful Wave motion engine hummed as the engineers and Engineers mates swarmed over it. Ensure the Musashi was purring happily. "This is our Engine Room. It is with the power of the the Wave Motion engine that we are able to travel between stars." He explained. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 22:49:07</strong>
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				&nbsp;As the fighters moved into the now dark hanger which only an hour ago had been bustling with activiaty Misa sighed. "Alright girls you'll have to use the maglocks to keep the fighters from floating off the deck and remember to use your magnatic boots while inside the ship and heaven's sake please remember to keep your helmets on no matter what. This ship's been leaking atmo since it went dark. Some of the seal compartments might have atmo in them but once we open them that's gonna change real quick." she said to them. <em>"So what are we doing over here Captain?"</em><em></em> one of her subordinates asked. "That's a very good question Reina. We are here to collect Shizuka, Kayu and Rei's personal effects. Their familes deserve to know what happened to them and I'm going to make sure that happens. But we are also here to look for survivors and recover our own effects as well." she said as the woman she had addressed as Reina. <br><br>&nbsp;As her fighter touched down on the deck of the ship she felt the magnatic locks clamp onto the ship's decking. Checking her seals and her sidearm Misa opened her cockpit before she vaulted out of her fighter and lazily floated to the deck of the ship before her magboots clamped her onto it's decking. As she landed she drew her sidearm. "Also check your weapons. It may not be necceriy but if we do find the crew they could be paniced and fire blinding, so use stun settings only." she said turning the power setting on her blaster down to it's lowest setting. She watched the other ten pilots do the same. "Alright ladies let's move out." she said before walking through the derilict ship itself.<br><br>&nbsp;It was slow moving through the ship because they had to use the access tubes to get around power sealed doors and the one or two odd sections that had a hole blown through it till they finally reached thier quarters. "Alright by twos search each of your quarters and grab your stuff. Once that's done we move on." Misa said moving off with Tomoe by her side. It took them about two hours before they finished boxing up and thier stuff and that of which belonged to thier fallen commrades. "Alright ladies let's move out." Misa said as they moved further into the ship. It still took them another hour to completely search the ship. "Alright that's it nothing here. Let's head back." she said as the other girls nodded thier heads to her. It took them another thrity minutes to get back to the hanger deck and store away their gear. She walked over to the boarding shuttle and motioned for the pilot to pick up the radio. When he did Misa opened up the channel. "We are done here. No survivors found." she said to the radio tech who nodded his head before Misa darted to her craft and climbed in. The rest of her squad was soon following after her as they turned and launched ahead of her. "This is Valkyrie One to Musashi! We are finished sorry for the long wait we had alot of obsticles to overcome while going through the ship, but I can report....no survivors found." she said grimly. It was not a report any person in her postion wanted to give and she knew. "We are heading back now." she said as her pilots banked over towards the Musashi as the boarding shuttle followed after them shortly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 00:43:30</strong>
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				Wade chuckles and shrugs, "It's still fun though, plus what would Lazarus do with me on report? I'm probably going to be executed if they get their hands on me anyways. What would a spanking add to that? Though that weasel at his desk over there would probably like spanking a grown man...."<br><br>He fall silent as Maria updates him on what has gone on, "It's a damn shame that other then Valkyrie Squadron, no one else made it.... Though that tracking device what do we know about it? Is it something pirates can get a hold of? Maybe they "acquired" it from someone else trying to bring trouble to this sector...<br>If the trouble kept coming and we exhausted ourselves or had to retreat from this world, a certain corporation would be free to send mining vessels back to the planet without worrying about us."<br><br>He turns his head and looks at Maria, "If it has already been destroyed maybe we should gather what is left to bring back and study it. If it hasn't been destroyed yet find a way to permanently deactivate it and still bring it back to have our science teams study. Then of course it only a suggestion from a fighter pilot..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 07:18:02</strong>
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				Telaliel straightens up and resists the urge to smile as she steps out, doing her odd blend of bowing and curtseying to the captain and stepping in next to him.&nbsp; "By all means, captain...let us see your ship."<br><br>The princess quietly keeps pace with the captain, her eyes glancing about the interior of the ship as they walk and listening to the captains words.&nbsp; Something of his words seems to almost awaken some memory of hers, though she doesn't say anything immediately.&nbsp; She lets him speak his mind as they wander and then she simply has to stop as they enter the engine room, her slightly overlarge eyes blinking in amazement at the sight.<br><br>"I've...never even imagined such a device...an engine, you say?&nbsp; Truly?&nbsp; Many of the houses in town are smaller than that machine!&nbsp; How did you ever come to build such a thing?&nbsp; How much energy does it even take to run, let alone the batteries it must take to drive such!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 17:14:38</strong>
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				Maria looked at Wade and considered his words. after a moment nodding "Contact the EOD and Salvage team. Do not destroy the device. Disable and have it brought on board for Further study." She commanded. The Comms Tech instantly relaying the orders with a quick acknowledgement in return. Maria nodded in approval of the quickness at her orders were being followed. The remains of the Device had been collected and were brought on board. <br><br>As Soon As Valkyrie flight returned to the ship. Maria turned towards the Helm. "Make Preparations for Warp." She commanded. She knew that Captain would have wanted the Warp to take place regardless of where he was. Jeremy understood time was of the Essence if they were to save anyone from the Cargo vessel. Down in the Engine Room Jeremy let the Princess get her fill. "It generates its own power. Harnessing the same mechanics of how a Star burns and using spatial distortion to magnify the energy. we can direct the energy either aft of the ship to propel the ship or Forward to use as a terrifyingly destructive weapon. It's called "Wave Motion", and I am not wholly certain of all the mathematics behind it. The schematics for the technology was a gift in my people's darkest hour by the Maiden of Iscandar. With it, The Yamato was able to cross the breadth of the Galaxy to find a way to save our world. Otherwise my people would have gone extinct". He explained to the Princess as she continued to gaze upon the Massive Engine. <br><br>"ALL HANDS, PREPARE FOR WARP! I REPEAT, ALL HANDS PREPARE FOR WARP!" The announcement came over the PA. "What luck, Your Highness. It would seem you're in for a real treat." Jeremy mused. With the Announcement, the Engineers began to move quickly in order to ensure the Wave motion was operating normally. "Warp to commence in T-minus 10 seconds." the PA announced. There came an noticable difference in the usual hum and pitch of the Wave motion engine. As it started to whine as it collected power needed for the Warp jump. On the other side of the protective Barrier. The Captain and Princess could see energy Tendrils dance along the outer hull of the Wave Motion Engine. The Air began to feel electric with the amount of energy. It made Jeremy's skin itch just a bit. "Warp in 5...4...3...2...1". The engine began to glow as the ship gave a gentle shudder. Outside, the Ship began to pick up tremendous Speed as Space begin to twist and distort opening something like a worm hole just in front of the bow. The ship Then disappeared. Everything took on a slight blur. "We have entered warp, Princess." Jeremy Explained. "Would you care to remain here until the Warp has been completed or would you like to continue the Tour?" He asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 05:55:16</strong>
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				The explanation by and large went over her head, though she understood at least part of the idea of the mechanics of how stars burn.&nbsp; If that were the case, they must have fantastically efficient systems for such.&nbsp; Ælphera relied primarily on stored energy and extremely efficient solar collectors.&nbsp; To generate energy like this...&nbsp; She shakes her head a moment, somewhat concerned about the places it took her thoughts.&nbsp; The part about the Yamato and the Maiden sounded perhaps a bit far fetched, but any people that could build a vessel of this size and equip it with sufficient power to exceed light speed and fire such an astounding weapon might be excused tales that were beyond the norm.<br><br>"ALL HANDS, PREPARE FOR WARP!"&nbsp; Came the announcement, Telaliel's ears folding back slightly at the volume of the announcement.&nbsp; The translation came across somewhat boggled, changing half way through from a term for weaving to a term for extremely fast travel, giving her a confused look until she could sort out what was being said.&nbsp; As the pitch of the engine began to change her ears go back and flat, and a moment later her hands slide up to protect them against the rising tone.&nbsp; "I think I would rather continue the tour, captain...there is a rather...disconcerting harmonic to your drive.&nbsp; It leaves me feeling a little, um...dizzy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 17:10:08</strong>
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				"Of course your Majesty." Jeremy stated respectfully as he guided the Princess out of Engineering. As they continued to walk down the corridors. One easily began to understand the immensity of the ship. The Musashi was quite large. The Next stop was Medical. As the Doors hissed open, the smell of the Air change dramatically. The air held the smell of disinfectants and medicines of all kinds. "Ah, Captain Black. It is a pleasure to See you today." A rather short rotund man stated with a happy smile. He instantly gave off a warm, friendly aura that seemed to calm anyone down. "Hello Doctor Estavez. I am giving our Guest a tour of the Ship." Jeremy greeted. Motioning to the Princess at his side. "Greetings, Ma'am. I am Doctor Carlos Estavez. The Chief Medical Officer on board the Musashi. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Just come and see me if you have any aches, injuries or ailments you need tending, and I'll make sure to fix you right up." He said happily. <br><br>Turning back to the Captain, The Doctored eyed him analytically. Is your left eye socket still giving you pains, Captain?" Dr. Estavez asked. Jeremy brought his hand up to the eye patch on his face. "Sometimes, it comes and goes. You would think it would stop after so long." Jeremy stated. Carlos nodded, "Perhaps I should prescribe some Pain medicine, Jeremy." Carlos stated dropping the Formalities of rank and station for the Doctor Patient relationship. "The will not be necessary, Doctor. Like I said, it comes and goes. Generally after I do strenuous exercise in the Gym." Jeremy stated plainly. Carlos looked like he remained unconvinced. However, he knew not to push the Captain in front of Subordinates or Guests. He let out a soft chuckle at Jeremy's stubbornness and turned back towards the Princess. "Is there anything I can do for you, Your Highness?"&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-06-2012, 19:39:35</strong>
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				In a Debris strewn sector of space. The fabric of space is torn apart as the Musashi exits warp. Large chunks of debris floated around as the ship came to a relative stop. Maria stood upon the bridge looking out of the Field. "Does Crimson Lance feel up for a CAP?" She asked as she turned to him. <br><br>The Rear hatch on the ventral side of the Musashi lowered as several Salvage and search and Rescue ships began to fly out and search the field for survivors. Part of their Orders was to ensure none of the tracker mines that attached itself to the Hyperion would attach themselves to the Musashi.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 02:08:38</strong>
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				Wade give an overly dramatic sigh, "I suppose if you insist, then again we have room for an extra pilot if you want to trade with me. I'll sit up here and you can go fly... Though I might get bored and come out anyways, I don't know how you do it..."<br><br>Turning Wade starts to walk towards the door, before glancing back at Maria, "Mission objectives?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 02:11:45</strong>
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				"Keep a sharp eye out. The Hyperion and The Cargo ship was ambushed here. So there may be pirates still in the area, Lt." Maria stated 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 02:35:21</strong>
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				Wade nods, "Will do... Watch our butts for us Ma'am..."<br><br>Heading out towards the flight deck Wade hits his comm, "Crimson Lance scramble for mission. Just a simple guard mission, but if we do real well I'll give out rocket powered rollerskates.... When I make some of course."<br><br>After a moment Wedge's voice comes back, "Really sir? Why not something more practical like giant fighting robots?"<br><br>Wade chuckles answering, "You can't use them in the ship where getting around with rocket powered rollerskates makes all the travelling back and forth from the flight deck much easier. Too bad they won't let me set up a cot there...."<br><br>Hitting the flight deck they all mount up and within moment Crimson Lance is blasting from the hanger....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 03:24:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa felt the engines warming up as she settled onto the flight deck of the Musashi's hold. It bothered her little after she had spent the last four years moving around the cosmos so a hyperspace jump was pretty standard for her. She buised herself with unloading some of the gear from her fighter, most noteble the Hyperion's black box. She would hand over a copy of the data from it to the Musashi's Captain and then she would forward it to both the local EAF for anyalisis and lastly one to Lazuras. Though she doubted she would turn it over to them since things were not what they seemed out here. One of her pilots a dark haired girl walked over to her, her name was Tomoe. She knew why the girl was coming over to her as she opened her arms and pulled the girl into a hug. "Let it out." she whispered to her. <br><br>&nbsp;As she said that that it seemed to loose open the floodgates as the raven haired pilot let loose with what she was holding back. Misa felt the girl's anguished cries as she tembled in her arms. One of the pilots that had been killed, Shizuka had been Tomoe's lover and life partner. Misa had seen her fair share of action over the years but she would never loose her humanity. She held onto Tomoe lowering them to the ship's deck as she gently stroked Tomoe's back until her tears had quit flowing. After a while it seemed the girl's breathing had evened out and she had fallen asleep. Misa gave her a fond smile as she picked up the girl off the deck bridel style as one of her other pilots came over to her, a blonde woman. "Alleyane secure the black box while I deal with Tomoe." she said to her as the girl nodded her head before locking the compartment with the box in it on her fighter as Misa herself flagged down one of the techs on the deck. "Hey tell me where I can find Sickbay?" she asked him. He nodded his head before giving her intructions. When he was done Misa nodded her head as she walked off towards it.<br><br>&nbsp;When she entered Sickbay she noticed the Musashi's Captain was there escorting what she could only guess was a princess. She nodded her head to him. "Captain one of my pilots needs a place she can rest. She's had a...rough day." she said talking about the dark haired pilot in her arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 04:44:44</strong>
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				Maria watched as Wade left the bridge. After a moment or two. She began to play with the Gold ring on her left ring finger, Her wedding band. She thought about her Husband Antony and their Son, Marco back on the Italian peninsula on Earth. She echoed the same thoughts that Jeremy did. That perhaps the Corporation would retaliate against the Crew by harming their families. She chewed on her lower lip nervously, praying that she was being paranoid. <br><br>Down in the Hanger deck, the commotion stopped for half a beat as the techs and other pilots looked to see what was going on. Once the origin was discerned, they went back to their business. Every one of them gave the poor woman their sympathy. They understood the risks involved, so they knew there was no shame in what The Valkyrie was doing. They only wished they could help in some small way. A tech jumped when Misa motioned for him to come over. "Sick Bay, Ma'am? Yes, Of course" He replied smartly. Giving Misa the quickest directions he knew. <br><br>Jeremy, and Carlos turned towards the door when they heard it hiss open. Seeing Misa carrying a dark haired woman. Jeremy's eye fixed on Misa when she spoke. It then traveled to the ebony haired Pilot in her arms. His singular blue eye flashed in deep concern as he took in the scene. Puffiness around her closed eyes, moist cheeks. "Oh course, Right over here." He beckon to a bed in the far corner. He didn't bother asking Dr. Estavez as he knew the Doctor would help. There was a reason, Jeremy chose that bed. being in the furthest corner of the Sick bay. It would afford the two women the most personal space. Dr. Estavez brought over a pitcher with some Ice water and a couple of glasses, setting it on the tray by the bed. Jeremy brought a chair over for Misa to sit in. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Dr. Estavez asked. Wringing his hands. Eager to help heal the pain. "Doctor, I believe the best thing to do in this situation is to give them some privacy and Time." Jeremy said as he placed a hand upon Carlos's shoulder. They took a step back as Jeremy reached up and Grabbed the curtain. Before he drew it, he looked at both Misa and Tomoe. "Please, Take all the time you need." He said warmly before he pulled the curtain across. Giving the too some peace and quiet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 05:32:55</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the doctor. "Thank you. She just needs some rest and then she will morn her loss in her own way." she said as she gently stroked Tomoe's cheek. From Misa's gesture of affection it was easy to see that she cared a great deal about the people under her. She would sit and perform a vigil for the wounded pilot. Though her wounds were not phyiscal Tomoe was wounded, in some respects far more than if she had sustained a phyiscal wound. Her heart had been wounded and it would take time for it to heal, but Misa knew, could see Tomoe's strength beneath the surface. She also knew that with Tomoe's breakdown it wouldn't take the others long to feel the effects even Misa herself knew she would feel it herself. As she looked over her friend Misa couldn't help but watch her vision become cloudly as her own tears welled up finally as she sat beside her friend maintaining a moonlight vigil as it were. As Misa sat there tears slilently falling her face even she could not help the events of the day finally catching up with her as much like her companion she to slipped into the blissful peace of slumber. Both women would sleep for now and they would morn, gather in thier energy and move on. After all so long as you put one foot in front of the other you would move forward.<br><br>&nbsp; Soon enough the blonde pilot who Misa had address in the Hanger as Alleyane came to Sickbay as well but she was on a different mission for in her hands she held the Hyperion's black box. "Excuse me I was told to give this to you." she said to him as she offered the piece of tech equipment to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-06-2012, 04:42:56</strong>
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				Jeremy closed the curtain and started back towards the Princess, when an Blond woman approached him. Looking at the insignia on her flight suit. He saw she was a part of Valkyrie Squadron as well. She held up a black box with some coded numbers and letters stenciled on the outside. "Thank you...Miss Alleyane" Jeremy said as he glanced at her Name tape on her chest. His glance was purely for the sake of finding her name. Taking the black box and returning her Salute. "Your Squadron commander is behind that Curtain over there should you need her." Jeremy explained as he tucked the box under his arm to be delivered to his quarters later. <br><br>Jeremy returned to the Princess as the Carlos continues his duties. "My apologies for leaving you alone, Your Majesty." He stated respectfully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 02:36:04</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles slightly to the captain on his return, obviously curious about some of the various devices and such in the medical section but not asking.&nbsp; "Nothing to apologize for, captain.&nbsp; You have duties to attend to even if there is a dignitary around distracting you from them.&nbsp; It's intriguing to see how your people do things...so different from ourselves.&nbsp; I cannot even begin to imagine what some of your systems do, while others are fairly intuitive from a military view.&nbsp; Your command area is well organized, and while I'm sure that there are some changes from how we would do it, one can guess what most of them are for.&nbsp; Here," she waves a hand at the sick bay, "I have not the first idea of what anything is or what it is designed to do.&nbsp; I am, at least, beginning to understand your color system, I think."<br><br>She smiles, more to herself than anything else, "I'm quite certain, though, that your medical group will want to speak with ours when there is a chance.&nbsp; I am curious to hear what they discover in comparing notes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 18:02:52</strong>
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				A fair distance away, someone watches the activity with curiosity. "Captain, We're running a ship scan now. We'll soon see what ship it is." A Subordinate stated. "Don't bother. I known that design anywhere. It is the Yamato. An Earth Vessel of great reputation." The Captain stated. Staring at the Musashi on their view screen. He licked his blue lips at the prospect of sinking the venerable warhorse. The Captain was once part of the Gamilas Space forces, but he and his Crew turned Pirate using their Ship to raid and capture other ships to use. The Ship he commanded was an Older Gamilas War wagon. While not as Powerful as a Battleship, It was far faster and more agile. It also held some stealth systems. Combining that with the Debris field from his attack on the Hyperion and Cargo vessel. Gave his ship plenty of cover. "Helm plot a course through the Debris field. Get us on their Aft side. If we can take down The Yamato. None would dare oppose us." The Captain sneered. Running in 'Silent" Mode. The ship slips between Large covers of Debris. Approaching the Unsuspecting Super Dreadnought. <br><br>"Yes, Your Highness, I am sure our Medical teams would be most interested in Learning for your World's medical science as we well as share what we have." Jeremy stated. "I am sure you're getting hungry by now. So I'll show you our Galley next." Jeremy stated as he motioned for the door. However, they didn't even reach it when the Musashi rocked hard and suddenly. Nearly throwing everyone to the ground. The Marine escort for Him and the Princess Instantly flanked the two as they worked to help Telaliel on her feet. Jeremy Clawed his way to a Panel. "Bridge, Report!!" He commanded. "Captain, we have been engaged by a Gamilan War Wagon." Berlini said. "We're suppose to be at Peace with Gamilas." Jeremy spoke out loud. "We think they are the Pirates that launched the attack on the Cargo cruiser." Berlini stated. Jeremy nodded. "Go to condition 1. All hands to battle stations, and Launch all fighters. We have to protect the princess!. I am on my way." Jeremy stated. Berlinie acknowledged as He clicked off the screen. Red lights began to flash as a Whooping alarm blared. Instantly the thundering feet of the Mighty ship's crew could&nbsp; be felt and heard running to their stations for the Battle. Turning to the Marines, He fixed them with a stern stare of his good eye. "Protect the Princess!." He commanded. "Aye, Aye, Captain!" THe Lead Marine said.<br><br>The door hissed open as Jeremy ran in. "Status Report!" He commanded. "Sir, he have hull breach on our starboard side." one of the Techs reported. Outside the large vessel a large rend in the armor had fire and smoke pouring out into the void of space. Feeding on escaping atmosphere. "Seal off Sections A12-A16" Jeremy commanded. Immediately Thick armored Curtains descended sealing off the damaged sections from the rest of the ship. "Radar where are they?" Jeremy asked. "Sir, They are hiding in the debris field." The Radar Officer stated. "Activate ECM. Helm Take us into the Debris field. We'll play their game." Jeremy stated. as He crossed his arms over his chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 04:00:39</strong>
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				&nbsp;The sudden rocking of the ship jolted both Misa and Tomoe awake from where they had settled into a nap. They both looked at each other before they knew both women were bolting for the hanger deck. They met up Allyane along the way. "Status!" she shouted to her the blonde pilot. "The ship's come under attack by an unknown enemy and has gone to condition red!" the blonde pilot reported as they ran. "Alright in that case let's pay back our debt!" she said as both women nodded thier heads. <br><br>&nbsp;As they got to the hanger deck Misa was met by the rest of her squad. "Alright ladies let's show these boys how we Valkyries pay back our debt! MOUNT UP!!!!!"&nbsp; she screamed as they ran for their fighters. They had been refueled and re-armed since they landed. As she belted in a tech tossed her her helmet. "Thanks." she said to him before she opened a channel to the bridge. "Bridge this is Valkyrie One requesting launch clearence!" she said over the tacnet as she primed up her fighter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 01:12:22</strong>
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				"Valkyrie Squadron, you're cleared for take off. Be advised, Enemy is a Gamalon War Wagon. Expect Heavy Anti-air resistance as well as fighters." The Air combat controller called out as the rear of the Musashi opened so the fighters could be flung out into space. <br><br>"Captain, The Yamato is entering the debris field. We have lost track of them on sensors." The Pirate tech reported. The Captain nodded. "Launch fighters, have them span out and search the debris field. Once they find the Earth ship. Tell them to report their position immediately." The Captain called out. Like the Musashi, the Gamalons launched their own fighters into space. <br><br>"Gunnery Chief Prower-Graves, Be ready with the Shock Cannons once we locate the Pirate mother ship." Jeremy stated evenly. staring out in the vacuum of space. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 03:06:06</strong>
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				Wade is combing the other side of the debris field when the attack happens. His eyes widen as he glances at the sensors, "What happened? Did anyone pick them up before they attacked?"<br><br>Within moments he gets a chorus of No's and then Wedge's voice answers, "I didn't see anything til the last moment, but then it was too late. They are using the debris field for cover and have some stealth capabilities."<br><br>Nodding to himself he hits the comm to speak to everyone, "Looks like a game of Hide and Go Seek... Call out if you see anything."<br><br>Switching comm to speak only to the Musashi he glances about, "Sir is there anyway we can get that tracking beacon we found switched so only we can track it and load it on a missile? Maybe we can use it on their main vessel if we can find it and if they use their stealth systems we could still track them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 07:21:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;"I copy that control. Thanks for the advice." Misa said as she closed down the tacnet before launching her fighter into space. "Alright girls here's the plan. Set missles to proximity with a thirty second delay. Then once you are away turn off everything but basic life support only, use manuvering thrusters only." she said. <em>Why thirty seconds Captain?"</em><em></em> one of her pilots asked. "Simple Valkyrie seven. That thirty seconds is the time it's gonna take for you to get you scrawny ass out of the proximity fuse's range." she said to her. She got a double click as a response. She armed her missles before dead dropping them in the debris field and banking away like the rest of her squad did. She fired a text message off to the Musashi detailing her plan
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 08:21:38</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles slightly to the captain's comment of where they would be heading next and was preparing to answer as the ship was rocked by a blast, staggering her into him and his guards.&nbsp; As the lights flicker and come back to normal, she bounces back to her feet quickly, seeing how the others are before relaxing ever so slightly.&nbsp; The captain's move to contact his crew is one that she wholly approves of, and it gives her a solid idea of what devices are their standard com equipment.&nbsp; It has the upside of being functional, at least, though it's not as...artistic as the styles of her own people.&nbsp; With that she starts helping others to their feet if they are still staggered and waits until the captain is done.&nbsp; "If you need, captain, I can return to the state rooms you've given us so that you can focus more appropriately on fighting your ship."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 13:06:30</strong>
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				"Aye aye, sir. All gun crews, report on readiness and warm up the guns for immediate use." he ordered, as the turrets slowly&nbsp; twisted from side to side and then up and down, as if flexing their muscles, ready to attack. "All gun crews reporting full combat readiness, Captain." he reported. "Compartments are locked down at battle stations. Standing by." he finished
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 16:13:48</strong>
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				"That would be the most sensible idea, your Highness. I am sure your Guardian would want you close by at this time." Jeremy stated, motioning to the Marines to guide her back to the state room.<br><br>_____________________________________________<br><br>"Very Good, Chief Prower-Graves." Jeremy stated as he could see the Turrets traverse through their Arcs of fire. Jeremy looked confused when Wade mentioned a "Tracking device". "Commander Berlini, what is Lt. Wilson talking about?" He asked looking to his First Officer. Maria stiffened up when she realized she neglected to inform the Captain of the device they found attached to the hull of the Hyperion. "My apologize, Captain. One of the Salvage teams found a modified Anti-ship mine attached to the underside of the Carrier. Its warhead was replaced by a powerful transmitter revealing the location of the target vessel. It was how the Pirates found the Hyperion after their Blind Jump." Maria informed. Jeremy nodded as he considered Wade's plan. "Make it so, Commander." He ordered. Maria saluted before turn to relay the orders down to the Technical department who were studying the Device. Now they turned to prepping it for use.<br><br>Jeremy sat quietly as he stared out of the void. Suddenly he had an Idea. "Commander, Rig the ship for silent Running. Shut down Main engines, Maneuvering thrusters only. Turn off main Gravity. Vent the heat from the ship." Jeremy barked. Over the PA system, the announcement rang out. "ATTENTION ALL HANDS, ATTENTION ALL HANDS, RIG FOR SILENT RUNNING. I REPEAT: RIG FOR SILENT RUNNING, MAIN ENGINE SHUT DOWN TO COMMENCE IN 30 SECONDS. MAIN GRAVITY TO BE SHUT OFF IN 15 SECONDS. VENTING OF EXCESS HEAT TO COMMENCE IMMEDIATELY!" the crew of the ship scrambled to prepare themselves. The crew began to don electronic heated suits and other coverings to protect themselves from the cold that will permeate the ship. Jeremy contacted the State room that the princess and her Guardian were staying in. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw her face appear on the screen. "Your Majesty, We are about to go into Silent Running mode. Excess heat will be vented from the ship. Do not leave your stateroom as the heat to it will not be shut off. Also the Gravity is going to be turned off here in about 5 seconds. You will feel weightless and begin to float. That is perfectly normal. I suggest you keep your guardian and yourself near padded surfaces should we need to turn gravity back on in a hurry" He explained so as she isn't taken by surprise. On the bridge, the crew is suiting up for the Cold that is starting to set in. Even Jeremy was suiting up. <br><br>Naval warfare in space more closely resembled Submarine warfare rather than surface ship warfare. There were three main ways to detect an enemy vessel aside from the Mk. 1 Eyeball. First was the standard Radar. However, it can be hampered by Electronic Jamming and clutter. Second, there is Thermal. Picking up on the heat of a ship's engines as it would be monumentally hotter than the surrounding space. Though if a ship runs cold, It can make thermals difficult to pick up. Another draw back is you have to balance the amount of heat you loss. Being colder than the surrounding space is just as dangerous as being hotter. The trick to to try and keep the Temperature about the same. The Third way is gravametric anomaly. Each space faring ship generates it own gravity so the crew can work, This affects the Gravametric signature of space around the ship. This is defeated simply by turning off one's gravity.<br><br>Jeremy stood up and floated over to the Radar station. "Keep a sharp eye peeled, Lt. Nakajima. the enemy maybe mirroring out tactics." He cautioned. The Musashi continues to slip through the Debris field with the main engine shut down, the Musashi is using its inertia to carry it through the field. All along the ship. Lookouts pour over monitors as they scan the debris fielding looking for the enemy War wagon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 19:25:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;It hadn't taken Ginga long to get a thermal suit on her before she was back at her station. She was young for a radar operator but she was the top of her class in it and now was the moment she had trained for. She was switching between modes of detection with but the briefest of glances, but in those brief glimpses she was reading in data. She had noted down the postion of Valkyrie, Crimson Lance and Indigo squads and was relaying the data to them based on what information they had at the moment. "Aye Aye Captain." she belted out as her eyes scanned the boards. "So far I only read the Gamalon vessel moving slowly into the debris field." she said as she suddenly and pretty much lost all of Vallyrie squadron. Without panicing she switched modes looking for any sign of them. She could find them at all. "Captain I've lost Valyrie squadron!" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 15:18:46</strong>
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				"Captain, we lost all traces of the Yamato!" The pirate Radar tech reported. The Pirate captain growls at the announcement. "Continue silent running, Helm find us a hiding spot. Send out fighters. Have them scout the debris for the Yamato. Do not engage, once they have the Yamato's position, they are to report at once and remain on station for forward observation for our guns." The Captain barked. The other pirates bent to their tasks. towards Aft of the ship. Gamalon Fighters were raised to catapults to be flung into space. "Keep a sharp eye out. The Yamato is home to the Cosmo Tigers!" The Pirate fighter lead stated. The War Wagon found a relatively tight cluster of debris. "All stop, Vent all heat and disable gravity." THe Pirate captain ordered as he grabbed his own thermal suit. Soon, Like the Musashi, the War wagon became nothing more than a hole in space. completely disappearing off the Musashi's scopes. <br><br>___________________________________<br><br>"What is the status of modifiying the tracking device?" Jeremy asked as he continued to float in space. "Sir, they are about 80% completed." Berlini reported. "Contact, Lt Wilson. Have him return to the Ship for arming of the missile. If we can attach it to the pirate ship's hull, their will be no place for them to hide." Jeremy mused. "Sir, what about the disappearance of Valkyrie squadron?" Maria asked. "I don't think we have to worry about Valkyrie. This is personal for them. They will not fail." Jeremy said looking at his second in command. A slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 03:50:37</strong>
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				Wade moves about in the debris field when he gets the call to head back to the ship and pick up the suprise that the pirates have in store. Circling about he heads back to the Musashi while keeping a carefull watch for any pirate ships about. He didn't want to end up leading them to the Musashi, Wade would never end up living that one down.<br><br>Landing in the hangerbay he talks to the loaders, "Put the tracking beacon behind a functional missile. We don't want to risk alerting them by firing the tracking beacon first. Best to let them think that it was a dud..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 00:55:31</strong>
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				The Gamalon fighters flew through the debris trying desperately to find the Enemy warship. Many of them only having heard stories about the legendary Yamato. Some fearing encountering the Cosmos Tigers. As they continued, they passed through a rather empty sector of space before all of a sudden their instruments began to light up. "What's Going on?!" one nearly shrieked before his fighter was destroyed by one of the missiles planted by Valkyrie squadron. "Missile Lock! everyone evade and scatter!". "Where are they coming from!?" the panicked words of the Pirates filled their Tacnet as they tried to discern where the missiles were coming from, but it was impossible. they had fallen into Valkyrie Squadron's trap. The light from the Explosion illuminating the Battlefield.<br><br>The Bridge of the Musashi was illuminated by the flashes of the explosions. In those flickering lights one of the Observers spotted something on the cameras. "Captain, Contact off our port bow, Bearing 276 degree, Elevation 24 degrees. Distance 125 kilometers!" The report came from the observers. "Shock Cannons, fire." Jeremy ordered. <br><br>Not only did the Explosions illuminate the War Wagon, it also shown the Musashi as well. "Captain, The Yamato!" The Pirate reported. "Well? What the hell are you waiting on!? Fire all guns! Sink the Yamato!" The Pirate captain bellowed. <br><br>On the Hanger deck of the Musashi, the Grounds crew loaded the tracking device as Wade instructed. "Ok, You're loaded up, Lt. Good luck and Good hunting!" The ground's crew said as the fighter was hooked up to the catapult. A second later, it was flung out into space.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 03:13:04</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she watched from the cockpit of her fighter as the universe suddenly lit with color as the missles her and her squad had left behind started destroying the enemy's fighter screens with impunity. "Power up girls!" she yelled over the tacnet as all around her nine other fighters suddenly lit up with color as as they nimbly flipped around and she began to angle towards the ship. "Musashi this Valkyrie squadron we are going in!" she said before kicking in the fighter's afterburners. All remaining ten pilots of Valkyrie squadron lepted into the frey. They had expended thier anti-fighter missles so it would be a dogfight to determine the winner and lucky for Valkyrie squadron they were coordinated and unlucky for the pirate fighters they were not. Caught in the middle of a deadly minefield their fighter numbers had been reduced by a signifigant number. "Just like you did to us you bastards." Misa said as her squad flew into the fray. They easily blew past the remaining fighter screens destorying much of what was left of them heading straight for the Gamalon War Wagon with one thing on thier minds, payback. For Valkyrie squad may have expended their anti-fighter missles but they each still carried one Yamato class anti-ship missle, so named for the great ship herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 03:27:12</strong>
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				Relaunched Wade makes his way about searching for a good way to approach the War Wagon. Scowling he just came seem to find the way that he wants. Lining up with the only other way he can see to go after the pirate ship. Hitting the com he broadcasts to all of Crimson Lance, Valkyrie and Indigo squadrons, "I'm getting set to make a run to tag the War Wagon with the tracking missile. I'll need cover from any small fighters that take an interest in me...."<br><br>Switching over he hails the Musashi, "Wade here I'm getting set to make my run. May I get any covering fire you can towards the War Wagon? I can only see one way for me to get to it and that's straight for it...."<br><br>Cutting off his comm he makes sure he can't receive anything, because for what he was going to attempt Wade needs all the focus he can get. When he sees his Crimson Lance squadron spread out to cover him he fires his thrusters and takes off as fast as the debris field allows him. Falling into his own private zone his flying takes on a new spectacle. The crimson red and gold craft rolling around debris like it's not even there. <br><br>As he gets more of a feel for his approach Wade gives the craft more thrust, pressing himself into the seat as the G's from his maneuvering places more of a strain on his body. The suit takes the majority of the strain, but Wade pushes even further as now he starts dodging around antiaircraft fire. Starting to line up his shots he rolls around pirate fighters and puts himself in a firing line with what appears to be the War Wagon's bridge. Finally Wade flips the comm to a general frequency so everyone can hear pirate's and allies alike,"You think you know who you are up against? Well you are wrong! I'm the Crimson Comet and a comet crushes the tiger any day!"<br><br>Hitting the release Wade sends the working missile directly at the War Wagon, before rolling away and firing the tracking device at their center mass along the side. From his new position he can't see what the first missile does, but he does see the tracking device impact with the pirate ship. With a grin he comms the Musashi, "Tracking device successfully planted do your thing!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 03:40:57</strong>
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				&nbsp;As the leader of the Crimson Lance Squads begins to make his run he finds himself surrounded by the members of Valkyrie squadron. As he releases the missle away Misa smiled as she watched it hit and tag the ship. It was a trandponder beacon, something the Musashi could lock onto and something Misa and her pilots could use for targeting data. As the beacon began transmitting Misa smiled. "Alright ladies lock onto the signal and let's pepper that bitch with those huge missles of ours. Primary targets are primary weapons array!" she said as as she lined up her fighter. "Wait for it! Wait for it!" she said as she waited for the beeping of her targeting retricle to click and before long it the beeping suddenly became a full on sound. "Valkyrie One I've got tone and Missle away!" she cried out over the tacnet as she depress the launcher for the missle. She watched as ten streamers of missles flew at the target. They impacted against the ship taking out it's main turret.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 08:33:29</strong>
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				"Aye sir. All guns, full broadside at bearing 276 by elevation 24!" he ordered, as the bell did toll and guns soon roared again. "All Batteries, maintain continuous fire on enemy target." he then ordered. "I want that pirate boat sent down to Davey Jones as a slice of Swiss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 00:46:58</strong>
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				It seem all at once Hell was unleashed in the Universe as the Two ships hammered away at each other. The&nbsp; Musashi having a bit of an easier time of it than the War wagon. "Captain, Enemy Fighters coming in." A pirate on the bridge of the war wagon said with a hint of panic in his voice. "Calm down! All anti-aircraft batteries, Open fire!" From the deck of the war wagon, Pulse lasers lanced up into the void trying to deter the determined fighters of the Musashi. Even the surviving few Pirate fighters threw their lot in to fray. However, it was like the sand standing against the tide. the Fighters and gunners of the Musashi were simply too determined. <br><br>The Musashi shook violently as it received the best the Gamalon war wagon could dish out. "Captain, we have hull breaches along our starboard side." Maria reported "Seal affected decks. Reroute power where needed." Jeremy Ordered. the tone of his voice was even and unflappable. the absence of gravity both helped and hindered in the situation as the floating crew was both protected from the violent quake made from the impact of the large guns of the Enemy ship, but also would send sailors flying across rooms if they were holding on to the wall. <br><br>THe War wagon wasn't fairing nearly as good. The first missile launched by Wade slammed into a bank of Anti-aircraft guns opening a way for Valkyrie flight to launch their missiles. The War Wagon shook violently as several sections began to explosively decompress. Pirates were sucked out into the vacuum of space. A very painful and violent way to die. The Missiles of Valkyrie squadron accurately found their marks. Throwing the already shaken Pirates further into chaos. "Captain! the Number one Turret has been destroyed!" the Pirate XO reported. "So? We still have another! I want the Yamato destroyed!" He bellowed. A couple of the other bridge crew thought back to the strange transmission they received when the first fighter attacked. Something about a "Crimson Comet". "I do remember hearing anything about a Crimson Comet onboard the Yamato, Have you?" One asked to be answered by another with a shake of his head. <br><br>As the Lights from the final explosions died down, once again the battlefield was thrown into darkness. "Resume Silent Running. Have damage control Teams report to priority sectors and began repairs." Jeremy ordered. The report from Lt. Wilson about the attachment of the tracking device was a great boon. Moving over to Lt. Nakajima. He looked over her shoulder. Her scopes were clear as the Pirates were obviously mimicking His Tactics. It only made sense with how hard they were hit. "Comms, I want you and Helm to work with Lt. Nakajima. Plot a course that will bring us right on the ass of the War wagon." Jeremy stated. The Comms station and Helms station both acknowledged the order. The idea was that Comms would continually relay data from the tracking device to Lt. Nakajima who should be able to plot a projected course on the data provide. At which point the Helm can plot an intercept course through the debris to come up behind the War Wagon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 04:46:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she watched the missles hit home blowing away the War Wagon's number one turret. Several of her&nbsp; squad's missles scored hits all over the ship's hull destorying valuble atmo along with several of it's anti-aircraft batteries. The ship was hurt and hurt badly but not out of action. "Ok pull out and retreat for now. Scatter chaft and other jammers and let's move out! Take out any fighters that decide our backs look like a tasty target." she said to them as she began dictating a text message requesting munations replacement in the form of more Yamato-class anti-ship missles from the Musashi before sending it off.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she watched the data flowing off the radar from the battle that occured. "Captain update! Most enemy fighter screens has decreased by signifigant number thanks to Valkyrie Squadron's minefield attack. But otherwise area around the ship is silent to radar thanks to chaft and jamming. However thanks to the frequency provided by Lt. Wilson we have unlimeted ability to track them. Plotting course now!" she said working the course before it appeared on the screen. "There you go Captain like you said right on thier asses." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 17:05:25</strong>
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				The edges of Jeremy's mouth tugged slightly upward as he received the update from Lt. Nakajima. "Very Good, Lieutenant." He said as he floated his way next to Maria. "What is your intention sir?" Commander Berlini asked in a hushed whisper. "It all depends on what our Salvage teams find in the remains of the Cargo Vessel, Commander." Jeremy returned quietly. "Captain, Valkyrie squadron requesting permission to resupply." The Air Combat Control Officer reported. "Granted. Have Ground Crews ready to resupply the three fighter squadrons." He said simply as he continued to stare into the void. "Guide us Neatly, Helm." Jeremy stated as a large chunk of Debris floated by the Bridge. "Roger Captain."<br><br>Back on Ælphera, King Ferinand paced nervously. Even the news of his Wife's arrival from the Secured Bunker wasn't enough to break his thoughts. The message he received from his Daughter right before the Aliens made their rather flashy exit still hung on his mind. Stating that their was an emergency and that she was going with them. He worried that it was perhaps a ploy to kidnap his only daughter. The Military heads of his Cabinet seemed to think so. However, due to the Technological advantage of the Aliens, they were somewhat at a lost what to do. Their tracking observatories reported the ship literally disappearing soon after it left the planetary atmosphere. <br><br>A side door opened as the rushed click of Heels could be heard on the hard floor. "My Love, where is our Daughter!?" She asked. The Queen was given very little details of the events that happened while she was in the bunker. Ferinand looked at her with worry in his eyes. The Queen began to tremble in fright that something awful has happened to her daughter. <br><br>As the Musashi navigated its way through the debris, Indigo squadron lined up for landing. Their primary job was to protect the Salvage/survey team as it explored the main hulk of the Cargo vessel. They had a bear of a time fending off the Pirate fighters as well. With them was the Shuttle carrying the Team. They brought back the Ship's manifest and black box to be turned over to the authorities as soon as they can. Though many brought back something else. Memories of the horrific scenes within the ship itself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 19:03:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she got back the reply she was looking for from the Musashi itself. "Alright girls they'll have our missles standing by when we land. So maglock yourselves to the deck take a breather of fresh air and then it's back in the saddle!" she said to her pilots as they made thier way to the deck.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled at him. "Thank you Captain. It seems Valkyrie Squadron is on course with us." she said to him as they appeared out of the debris field and headed for the hanger decks of the Musashi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 02:07:42</strong>
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				Telaliel returned to the state room that she had been assigned, only moments before gravitics cut out soundlessly.&nbsp; She'd had some experience with near weightlessness, though not for more than a few moments at a time and never, to her recollection, being untethered.&nbsp; Fortunately, though, it appeared that the cabin was well designed for such as only a few items began to float away from their bases.&nbsp; Even the writing implements appeared to be held magnetically in place, whereas the heavier objects appeared to have some other kind of mounting.&nbsp; With a little practice she was able to figure out how to maneuver herself about safely and found her way to the room with her guardian, who appeared to be in a state of confusion and worry.<br><br>"You should congratulate us,&nbsp; my guardian.&nbsp; We've now traveled further and stayed in space longer, I think, than any Ælph in recent memory.&nbsp; Alas, these beings seem as bent on conflict as the isle dwelling nobles far from the capital.&nbsp; They've gone to their version of 'silent running' as they said.&nbsp; Intriguing that such involves cutting the gravity and heat through most of the ship, yet the lights in here remain on...their sensors are obviously rather different than our own.&nbsp; But rest, please, o' guardian mine.&nbsp; I fear your presence shall yet be needed 'fore we return alas.&nbsp; I fear not our intriguing hosts but rather those they work against."<br><br>After some grumbling Telaliel managed to get her somewhat tucked into the bed so that she wouldn't go careening about the cabin and was floating her way through the door as the battle resumed, shaking the ship violently and launching the bodyguard ceilingward.&nbsp; Telaliel resisted an urge to giggle as the woman awoke and spun to land on her feet.&nbsp; Or rather, tried to spin, only adding rotation to the movement and ending in a loud CLANG as her armor bounced from the deck plating.&nbsp; After a burst of swearing from the guard the princess helps to get her righted once more, floating well away from the deck now.&nbsp; "Methinks, perhaps, t'would be best were we to avoid staying 'pon the decking.&nbsp; Or walls and ceiling as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 17:24:32</strong>
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				"Hurry up and get those Repairs completed, the Yamato is still out there!" The Pirate captain bellowed. Since the last encounter, the ship was starting to fall apart. The strikes from the fighters and the Guns of the Musashi were devastating. The Captain found it hard to believe that the Yamato could have been that powerful, but the Legend seemed to be true. He growled a bit as the other crew members were working frantically to put out fires and patch holes in the hull. Their Fighters had completely wiped out by the Musashi's fighters. He was backed into a corner and he was actually regretting picking a fight with the ship to begin with. The Captain strained to think of a strategy. Some way to turn the Tide. However, he didn't realize that The Musashi was closing in for the Kill. The Pirate ship's whereabouts being transmitted to the Musashi. <br><br>"Captain, Monitoring stations reports a dark mass just of the Starboard bow." Captain Black smiled. "Gotcha!" he chuckled. "Chief, Have our guns bracket the Enemy Vessel. Hold fire until I command." Jeremy said. He waited till they closed in and then finally. "Launch starlight Flares." Jeremy ordered. Again Space was lit up as several very powerful flares were fired from the Musashi. Turning into miniature suns. The Battle field was bathed in a bright white light. Sure enough, The Musashi was right on the Enemy's Thrusters. "Very Good Work, Helm, Comms, Lt. Nakajima." He compliment. A feeling of pride with how well his crew performed.<br><br>"CAPTAIN! THE YAMATO!" A pirate yelped in surprise as a blinding light flashed into the bridge. "Where, Where!?" The Captain Demanded. "Directly Astern sir. Her Guns are locked on us!." The Pirate Reported. Fear very evident in his voice. The Captain's face paled at the announcement. He had been out maneuvered. The Yamato was on their stern and they had no weapons that could dent it from there. If they turn, they Die. They run, they Die. The Captain growled as he was only left with one Option. <br><br>"Captain, we're being hailed." The Comm Tech reported. "On Screen." Jeremy said. Crossing his arm across his chest. The Screen above the main window flickered to life as a Older male with pale blue skin appeared. In the back ground, It was shown how bad off the War wagon was. The Bridge looked decimated as small fires continued to burn. Personnel rushing around to try and put them out. "Greetings, Yamato. I here by surrender. I demand my crew and I to be treated according to EDF Criminal Law regarding prisoners." The Pirate demanded. There were many that thought the Earth Government Laws dealing with interstellar piracy were vague and weak. More often than not the Pirates were usually released on a technicality under "Salvage Rights". Other cases, the Pirates were returned to their home planet to receive Justice only to get a "slap on the wrist" and a severe scolding. Mainly cause they got caught.<br><br>The bridge crew of the Musahi glanced at each other when they were referred to as the Yamato. While it was understandable. The Yamato was famous and almost no one knew of the Musashi. It did irk Jeremy just a tiny bit. "Mercy, You demand mercy from us. We'll see if you warrant mercy." Jeremy hissed. His single functioning eye glaring at the Pirate captain. The look sent chills down the Pirate's spine. The door to the bridge hissed open as someone stepped onto the Musashi's bridge. The Man approached the Captain and saluted. He was about to start his report when Jeremy stopped him. Flicking a switch on a nearby console. The report would be sent out to all parts of the ship and the fighters buzzing around. "Report, Lt. What did you find on the Cargo vessel?" Jeremy asked without taking his eyes off the Pirate. The Lt. looked shaken and his face was pale. "It...It was a massacre. The Ship's personnel were slaughtered. Many showing signs of being executed in medieval fashion. Their heads chopped off. or simply dismembered and left to bleed to death. Many places you couldn't walk with stepping on a person's entrails." The Lt. said swallowing hard. There was a deathly pause<br><br>"You would stand there and demand mercy from me. After what you and your pirates did to unarmed sailors. You would demand that I show you courtesy that you didn't show to others. You slaughtered hundreds of people that can never go home again, and yet you would expect that I let you live for that. You attack my ship with absolutely no provocation and yet you demand Mercy. " Jeremy spoke. His tone was heavy in malice and anger. Had it been found that the pirates only took the cargo and spared the Sailors, Jeremy would have disabled their vessel and sent a beacon for an EDF patrol to pick them up, but the senseless violence that was displayed was stomach churning. Jeremy's Jaw clenched tightly as he stared at the Captain. As if waiting for him to answer for his crimes. Jeremy took a sharp inhale through his nose before he spoke. "Yes, I will grant you mercy. The Mercy of a quick death." Jeremy stated finally. The Pirate captain gasped. "You can't do this! You're the Yamato!" He shouted. "It would seem fortune did not favor you this Day, Pirate. We are <strong>Not</strong> the Yamato. We are the Musashi. Chief Prower-Graves, Open fire. Make sure to hit their Reactor. I wouldn't want them to suffer." Jeremy commanded. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 22:08:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa had heard what was going on through the tacnet and truth be told she along with her pilots couldn't have cared what the pirates fate was. "Good riddence to bad rubbish." she said listening to what the Captain had said.<br><br>&nbsp;Hearing the Captain's prouncement of the pirates sentence ever after hearing what they had done was more than Ginga could stand. She swiveled in her chair before standing up and walking over to the Captain. "Captain I must respectfully ask you to belay that order. These people have lawfully surrendered themselves to you and by EDF law you are to legally detain them until such a time as they can be handed over to the proper authorties to stand trial in an EDF court. Furthermore they have surrended themselves to you in a situation where you are in a postion of strength. We have the Pirate vessel in our gunsights, she is heavily damaged and we have the upper hand in terms of fighter craft. If you have them fired upon right now it would be considered an act of murder and thus you would held accountble in an EDF court of law. I know the issue with the colonists was a matter of necissity it was fire upon and kill them or let them commit genocide. You gave the colonists every opportuneity to stop thier rush toward the planet but you were left with no alternative but to fire upon and destroy thier vessal. No court will convict you of murder for following EDF law in reguards to underarmed civilians. However killing these pirates in the situation they are in would be considered cold-blooded murder. We have more than enough evidence to have them convicted of murder. There need not be more needless bloodshed when thier guilt is obvious. I understand that technically the EDF does not exsist out here so that means we must embody what it means to represent the EDF. We are suppose to be better than them and if you go through with this order then are basicly no better than them. Also as of right now I am recording this conversation and it along with a copy of what has been transpired will be transmitted to the EDF and they will come looking for you and they will arrest you on charages of murder." she said staring into his one good eye with an equal amount of steel in her own eyes towards him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 23:28:45</strong>
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				Jeremy Stared at the strong willed Lieutenant who matched his gaze. Several tense moments passed. The Pirate Captain sweating bullets as he stared down the large guns of the Musashi's Shock cannons. However, it would be Captain Black that backed down this time. The Lt. was right in every respect. Jeremy was not so bullhead that he couldn't admit when he was wrong. With a heavy breath he turned to the Gunnery Chief. "Belay that last command, Chief. Comms, Send priority message to nearest EDF patrol. Tell them, We have a Pirate Mothership under Gun. Send Ships for arrest, and clean up.". Jeremy turned his gaze to the Pirate captain. "It would seem fortune is with you today, but If I Find you in my sights again. I won't hesitate." Jeremy growled menacingly. "Chief Graves, Keep the Pirate ship bracketed until Relief arrives. If they so much as sneeze, sink them." Jeremy stated flatly. He then nodded to his Comms tech who cut the transmission and started to work on her task. Jeremy gave one last Look to Lt. Nakajima. His one good eye held shame for his actions. "Thank you, Lt. For reminding me what it is to be an Officer." He said. Captain Black then turning to head off the bridge. "I'm going to check on our Guests. Commander Berlini, you have the Bridge." Jeremy said as the door hissed open. "Yes Sir!" Maria replied with a salute. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-07-2012, 01:27:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa laughed hard when she heard the conversation between the Captain and the Lieutenant. It seemed the young lieutenant had some fire in her to stand up to the Captin like she did. She was kinda impressed with the whole deal. Truth be told while she wouldn't have cared what fate the pirates held she and her squad had had thier justice so everything else was just the paperwork.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding as her shoulders slumped a bit at the effort. She was glad the Captain had backed down, it showed he was at least a patient man. She gave him a smile. "Thank you Captain." she said to him as she sat back down in her chair before swiveling around and going back to her job.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>13-07-2012, 02:23:56</strong>
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				Wade shakes his head listening to the exchange. These are the reasons why pirates get off so easy. If they just started executing pirates on the spot it could maybe prevent events like this from happening in the first place since people might be afraid of joining the pirate crews. Wade recalls his mother talking about the member of his family who fought terrorists in Afghanistan. <br><br>With a sigh he prepares to land and preparing to lower the landing gear Wade is suddenly assaulted by a mob of malfunction lights. Lowering his throttle he busies himself trying to find out what was wrong, since these models could practically tell the pilot what was wrong. Although it might not have meant to be since the craft suddenly lurches to the side as several hoses blow spraying their contents around. Wade opens up an emergency comm line to the Musashi, "Umm...I have a problem here. My landing gear and flaps have failed.... Right now I have lowered my speed, but I think I might need a tow."<br><br>Setting about he begins the process to shut down his engines, but the mix spraying about overheats and catches engine 1 on fire. Wade scrambles reaching for the fire suppression lever and flooding the engine compartment with foam. This also initiates the emergency shut down for both engines leaving Wade adrift floating past the Musashi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-07-2012, 03:18:41</strong>
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				The call came out in the Hanger deck as crew members see the fighter shoot past. "Quick, get a recovery vehicle out there. Get a couple of those boys from Indigo to cover them. The pirates may try something!" the Crew chief shouted. ALmost instantly a modified salvage shuttle launched. However, it was two of the Crimson lance fighters that launched to see to their leader. "Crimson Lance 1, this is Triple "A". we are inbound to your position." <br><br>As Jeremy walked down the corridors. He reviewed the actions of the previous engagement in his head. Running dozens of scenarios. trying to learn from his mistakes in this engagement. He always sought to improve his ability to bring his crew home. Soon enough, he reached the Stateroom where the Princess and her Guardian were. Pressing the Door Chime, he waited for her to answer.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 01:18:52</strong>
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				This time the answer at the door was much more swift, the floating princess drifting slightly from the pressure of pressing the door open button.&nbsp; "Good eve to you captain.&nbsp; I take, by your presence here, that your ventures have been brought to a successful conclusion?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 02:38:28</strong>
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				"Yes, your highness. We were victorious. I do apologize for any inconvenience that you may have endured in the Interim. We are only waiting on EDF Ships to arrive. Once the Pirates are in Custody, I Have instructed for the Helm to plot a course back to your home world. Gravity is slowly being reinstated. You should be able to move about normally soon, Your highness." Jeremy said as he held the side of the door to keep from floating away himself. "If you and your Guardian are Hunger. I am sure our Mess Cook, would be happy to wipe something up for the two of you." He offered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 04:00:39</strong>
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				Wade leans back in his seat waiting for them to come pick him up. From his viewpoint he admires the stars that he could see. It still left him in awe at times and at least he finally made it to be in space.....again. Glancing about he opens a channel to Triple A, "Take your time boys... I'm pretty much out of the debris now and it is kind of peaceful out here now that all the fighting has stopped."<br><br>Switching the comm back off Wade flips on his only working light and picks up an old magazine to start reading. Looking at the cover he laughs.... The squadron was messing with him again. They had switched his old tattoo magazine with a woman magazine called Cosmos. Opening the line to the Musashi he calls out, "Um Commander Berlini I think someone raided your magazines again. Fifteen ways to please your man? How do they come up with this stuff?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 08:35:56</strong>
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				Telalial laughs slightly and smiles, drifting back towards the deck. "I rather enjoy the sensation.&nbsp; Everything on your ship seems rather heavier than normal most of the time.&nbsp; Besides...certain things are much more comfortable in no gravity rather than even that of home."&nbsp; She leaves the phrasing intentionally vague, though her smile lingers a moment longer.<br><br>"Otherwise...who are these EDF ships that you are awaiting?&nbsp; And where are we, out of curiosity?"&nbsp; She gestures her guardian over, the larger woman pushing off and drifting over to the door awkwardly.&nbsp; "I would be delighted to accept your invitation for something to eat.&nbsp; Unfortunately, we don't have similar technology to yours to determine what foods we can digest safely versus what ones we cannot.&nbsp; But I'm curious to here what you have to say of these pirates."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 21:17:04</strong>
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				Maria's eyebrow twitched slightly when Wade called over the Tac Net about someone raiding her Magazine stash. A hint of blush touching her cheeks when he read one of the Articles. However, as Cool and straight laced as Maria is. She can loosen up some. "I wouldn't know as last I checked, My husband has no complaints about my soft touch." She said with a hint of a smirk on her lips. "Plus, I don't read Cosmos. I find their articles rather bland." She quipped before nodding to have the transmission cut. <br><br>Triple A, comes to stop a couple feet way from the wounded Crimson Lance 1. Workers in EVA suits connecting tow cables to the wounded craft as one floats by and surveys around the cockpit for any obvious seal leaks. Confident that the Cockpit hasn't been compromised. He throws a Thumbs up to Wade. The Salvage craft gingerly towing the craft back to the ship. <br><br>Jeremy couldn't help but smile as he watches the princess float back down to the deck like something out of a fairy tale. Her remark definitely left the door open for interpretation. He holds out his hand so she could use him as an anchor, if she so desires.&nbsp; "Yes, Zero Gravity can be quite enjoyable, your Highness. However, Prolong exposure to it is also quite dangerous. Long periods of zero Gravity causes your muscles to atrophy as well as diminish your bone density. So it is best only to experience it in small doses." He cautioned. "The reason why everything seems heavier is the Ship's Gravity is set to "Earth Normal." Which is slightly higher than your Planet's. Your world's gravity is 15% lower than our own." Jeremy explained. <br><br>"The EDF, or Earth Defense Force, is our Planet's Military. I was once a member of it myself, as was most of the crew on board. However, "circumstances" arose that forced my expulsion. This ship is the Property of Lazarus Corporation. The very same Corporation that wished to take your world, Your Highness. My crew and Myself are....er, rather, <em>were</em> employees. We do not have authority to arrest pirates. We are merely to "Discourage" them from raiding company transport vessels. So we have to wait until the EDF arrive to turn them over to be processed." He continued to explain. "As to your question to our position, We are currently 42.34 light years from your Home system. A "Light Year" is a unit of measurement for distance. It is the distance that Light travels in a year. Um...my apologies if I am moving too fast for you, Your highness." He quickly amended. Jeremy gave a respectful nod to Telalial's Guardian when she finally made it to the door way. "If you want, I am sure our Ship's doctor can do a physiological examination of you and your guardian and see if we can find something you can eat. I am not sure how long it will take for the EDF to arrive."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 08:35:52</strong>
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				"Intriguing.&nbsp; I see there will be much we must learn of one another.&nbsp; I'm curious how such low gravity would effect my enhancements...and either way it's better than your normal gravity."&nbsp; She smiles and bounces gently once more, letting the light gravity pull her back down again after a few moments, considering to herself.<br><br>"About how long do you think it will be before your EDF ships arive?&nbsp; Should I prepare to greet them as well?&nbsp; I would rather not go through a medical exam for food if we aren't going to be too terribly long."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 03:32:05</strong>
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				Jeremy watches as the princess bounced in the slowly increasing gravity. She seemed to being really enjoying the experience. It gave her a rather cute appearance. When she mentioned that Their normal gravity was bit of a burden. He stepped inside the room and pressed the comms down to Engineering. "Chief Engineer. Hold ship wide Gravity at 85%. To better accommodate our Guests." Jeremy said as he gave Telalial a soft smile. Wanting to make her stay as comfortable as possible. Coming to her side again. he thought about her secondary question. "I can not say for certain. We are a bit outside the EDF's Sphere of influence, and it depends on how far the nearest Patrol is. However, they will be here as quickly as possible. I am not sure if there will be time to greet them. I wish to return to your planet as quickly as possible. I fear the corporation will try something in our absence. In the interim, Would you like to continue the tour?" Jeremy stated.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 04:00:03</strong>
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				Telaliel bows graciously to the captain as he signals to engineering, "there's no need to make your whole crew uncomfortable simply for our sake.&nbsp; I suspect, in the long term, that both of our peoples shall be making a number of adjustments.&nbsp; As for how long before we head home..." She considers for a moment, "I am still learning to make sense of your timing systems.&nbsp; There are, obviously, some notable differences.&nbsp; Given how long it has been since we left, and my guardian and I's augmented physiology...we should be fine for perhaps two more hours.&nbsp; Much beyond that and things become...difficult?"&nbsp; She smiles a bit, "I had rather hoped that we might be closer to your people so that we could anticipate a faster return.&nbsp; About how long would this visit to medical take, do you think?"<br><br>As gravity approaches 'normal' for her she stops her bouncing, though certainly seems perkier than she was under full earth gravity.&nbsp; Much more spring in her step and a bit less strain to her shoulders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 18:14:10</strong>
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				"You and your escort are my Guest, Your Majesty. I would not be a good host if I didn't strive to make you as comfortable as possible." Jeremy stated in a friendly tone. "Yes, I can see that compromises and acclimation will be required for continual cooperation, Your Highness. Though, Like I said. It is unknown when a patrol will arrive, but I am quite confident that it will be very quick in response." He said, Happy that the princess seems now in better spirits since she isn't as pressed down upon as before. As if on cue, a PA announcement rang out through the ship. "ATTENTION ALL HANDS, ATTENTION ALL HANDS. EDF SHIPS EXITING WARP! I REPEAT EDF SHIPS EXITING WARP. CAPTAIN BLACK PLEASE REPORT TO THE BRIDGE.". Jeremy looked up at the nearest speaker and mused aloud. "Their response time has improved. If you would please follow me to the bridge, Your majesty."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 20:19:17</strong>
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				Wade waits somewhat impatiently as he is towed back to the Musashi. As the injured fighter is brought in and finally set down he is practically bouncing in his seat when the cockpit hatch is opened. He takes the photo of his mother with him as he exits and almost as an afterthought he grabs the magazine. He looks at the crew chief, "I'm afraid all the excitement has gotten to her. If it can't be repaired quickly prep the spare Crimson Lance fighter so I can take that. If you need to switch the fighters around and take your time with her."<br><br>Just as he starts to depart the crew chief reminds him to get checked out in the med bay just in case. Wade nods and waves as the mechanics get to work moving the fighter. His first stop however is the lost and found where he drops off the magazine. Then heading back he finally walks into the med bay just as soon as the announcement is made about the EDF ships exiting warp, "Hey doc just here for a quick checkup after the fun I just had. I don't think anything is bad, but I might have cracked some ribs with that little stunt I did to get to the War Wagon...." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 05:56:31</strong>
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				Telaliel's ears lower slightly as she bows to him partially, "you are no stranger to the ways of diplomacy, I see.&nbsp; If it is no hardship for your people, we do prefer our more normal gravity, though my guardian's armor compensates somewhat for her.&nbsp; Thank you, captain."<br><br>At the announcement over the PA she smiles a bit, "your people are, if nothing else, punctual and...almost disconcertingly quick.&nbsp; To think that our peoples have been so close for so long and yet it was only now that we've made contact."&nbsp; She nods to him and steps into place slightly behind and to one side of the captain, watching everything as they make their way to the bridge, her ears once more perked and intent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 23:32:30</strong>
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				Jeremy gave Telaliel a soft smile. "It isn't Diplomacy, your Majesty. It is simple down home Hospitality." He explained. However, the Princess wasn't the only one surprised by the timely arrival of the EDF ships. True, they weren't very far, relatively speaking, to the EDF sphere of influence. However, It should have taken longer for the ships to arrive. It could be that they were responding to a distress beacon from the Cargo vessel or perhaps the Hyperion. However, that scenario seemed very unlikely as the Hyperion only sent her distress signal after they jumped and the Musashi didn't pick up any others. The door hissed open as the trio stepped onto the bridge. "Report Status." Jeremy commanded. "Sir, an Andromeda Class Dreadnought and two New Hampshire escort Cruisers have just exited warp. However, they have their guns aim at us, Captain." Berlini stated professionally, as if it was an everyday occurrence. "The company moves fast." Jeremy mumbled.<br><br>Doctor Estavez nodded as he instructed Wade to remove his shirt and to sit on the end of the bed. "Let me just take a look." He said as he examined Lt. Wade. Paying particular attention to his ribs as the Lt. pointed them out specifically. "I don't know what you fighter pilots seem to make a game out of beaten up you can get. You run me and my staff ragged you know." He grumbled a bit, but it was more from concern than irritation. "It seems that your Ribs are bruised. Just keep a cold compress on it and try not to over exert yourself." He prescribed. <br><br>"Captain, We are being hailed." The Comms tech reported. "On screen.". On the Large View screen, a Older woman appeared. Her Strawberry blonde hair pulled back into a regulation bun. Streaks of grey adding dignity. She was far from Ugly but there was something about her that just put men off. "This is Admiral Amelia Burnside of the EDF Ship, Arizona....Oh, I don't believe this. If it isn't the Cyclops!" The Woman said with a bit of a sneer. Jeremy's good eye twitched when he heard who it was. He and Amelia had History. She was his Last Captain, before he took command of his own ship while he was in the EDF. She was rather fond of pranks and giving people nicknames. "Greetings Admiral Burnside. I see you have not changed." Jeremy responded evenly. Amelia seemed to chuckle at some unheard Joke. "If I remember my Cyclops-ese correctly. that means "Fuck You". I am sorry Jeremy, But I play for the "other" Team." She quipped. Eager to see how he would respond. "Something every man thanks you for, Admiral. I assure you." He said without hesitation. Amelia was beaming at the retort. "Ah, so the Cyclops can fire back." She said with a howling laugh. It was obvious the bridge staff on her Ship was getting very uncomfortable with where the conversation was headed. <br><br>The Channel grew silent as Amelia grew serious. "I heard some disturbing things, Jeremy. Lazarus Corporation says that you and your crew have gone rogue. That you destroyed a Goliath Class Mining vessel." She stated. "Yes, it is true that we have Destroyed the Ship with all 400 people on board." Jeremy answered back without hesitation. Amelia's features grew dark. "You know your not helping your Case." She stated. "I know, but the truth is the truth. I have destroyed the mining vessel after it refused to follow orders or warning shots. It was discovered that their aim was to sanitize a native population of the planet for profits. I could not allow it." Jeremy stated, fully aware of the Princess's presence on the Bridge. Amelia smiled and shook her head. "Still the boy scout. You do know that you will have to report back to Earth to Answer for the charges and try and clear your crew's name." She said with a sigh. "Under normal circumstances. Yes, I would agree with that Course of action. However, Giving the situation, I can not comply. The Musashi is the only thing protecting this targeted world. I will <strong>not</strong> leave them defenseless!" Jeremy stated vehemently. "Jeremy, think of your crew..." Amelia stated. "I am thinking of the Countless numbers of people on that world that nearly were wiped out. The Company wants that world and I aim to keep them from it." Jeremy interrupted. "The council can grant temporary protection to a system." Amelia tried to convince him. "Yes, but after months of paperwork and Bureaucratic bullshit! At which point it could very easily be too late. I am sorry, Admiral, but I can not accompany you to Earth. However. I know I can trust you with a Copy of the Ship's logs. Also Admiral. I request a personal Favor." Jeremy asked. "I can't automatically say yes to a favor Jeremy. However, I can listen to it and decide from there." Amelia stated, being shrewd. Jeremy nodded, understanding her situation. "I would like you to take on any member of my Crew that wishes to leave and see them safely back to Earth. I know many of them have family and this venture may very well bring retaliation from Lazarus Corporation." He asked. Maria and several other members of the Bridge crew looked at him. He was giving anyone on his ship a free pass out of danger. "Yes, I will grant them passage back to earth." Amelia said. Jeremy nodded to her with a smile. "Thank you, Admiral". Nodding to his Comms tech. A Boson's whistle sounded throughout the ship. Meaning a very important message from the Captain. Everyone stopped at their stations to listen. "Now hear this, Now here this. This is the Captain speaking. Giving our circumstances, I am granting anyone who desires too. Permission to depart the Musashi. I know you have family and priorities on Earth or her colonies that you can not put in danger for this mission. I nor anyone else will think any less of you. Admiral Amelia Burnside, of the EDF Dreadnought, Arizona, has promised passage back to Earth. You have One Hour to decide before the Shuttle departs." Jeremy announced. The declaration had many of the crew thinking. It will be a long Hour to wait as the EDF Patrol secures the Pirates.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 01:27:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa heard the declaration and whistled. A free ride back to Earth and not only that but aboard a military ship. But she turned to her pilots. "Alright ladies let's hear your opinions?" she asked them. Each of them them turned and look at each other discussing it amongst themselves after about five mintues none of them had left and Misa looked at them. "So decided to stay here eh?" she asked eyeing them. "Captain you have led us in over ten different engagements and saved many of us here in this room and though we couldn't save everyone..." the woman, Tomoe said choking back her own sobs. "...each of us here owes you our lives. Most of us don't have families or anything back home so that leaves the squad as our family and family sticks with you no matter what." Tomoe said as the other pilots nodded thier heads thier own setiments echoed by Tomoe. Taking a breath Misa smiled at them. "You guys are a piece of work." she said. "You made us this way Captain." one of her other pilots said.<br><br>&nbsp;On the bridge Ginga also heard the annoucement but she kepted on doing her job. "Captain EDF warships are holding in orbit&nbsp; around the Gamalon War Wagon while fighter escort and boarding shuttle crews begin moving them to holding cells aboard the Arizona and her sister ships." she said relaying her information he would need.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 02:40:42</strong>
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				Wade accepts the cold compress and places it over his ribs, "I'll try not to doc, but I've been run ragged lately. Perhaps if the next thing that happens isn't to bad I'll have Wedge lead Crimson Squadron out. I believe he is about ready to get his own squadron anyways... Now if you'll excuse me I need to deliver a personal message to the Captain. Thanks again!"<br><br>Heading out of the med bay Wade starts to make his way to the bridge. He leaves his flight suit down and tied around his waist while he holds the compress to his ribs. Doing so however did reveal a good chunk of his abs and skin, which had a lot of single female crew members watching after him. As he walks Wade is gradually joined by every other member of the Crimson Lance walking with him. He looks around and every member nods at him giving their answers with only a single look.<br><br>Finally the bridge doors slide open as the squadron walks onto the bridge. Wade slowly looks about at the members on the bridge before it settles on his Captain and Admiral Burnside. Stepping forward Wade speaks for all of Crimson Lance, "Captain we will not leave... You need the best and we would like to stick it to the corporation while we are at it."<br><br>Every member of the group nods and suddenly Wade flashes his normal grin, "Plus who would be around to annoy the Commander? Then there is the fact that I've seen more action being here on this magnificent ship then in most of my military career."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 03:16:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to her squad before Allanye stepped forward with the flight recorder from the Hyperion. Misa nodded her head. "Thank you for reminding me. I'll transmit it to the Admiral now." she said taking the black box from her pilot before walking up to the command deck. As she stepped on the deck she looked at the admiral and salute. "Greetings Admiral I have some evidence that must also be turned over to the EDF." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 06:59:44</strong>
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				Telaliel waits several moments for the captain and the admiral to speak their peace before smiling and nodding a touch.&nbsp; "If I might, captain?&nbsp; I believe this is perhaps a point where diplomacy may assist."<br><br>Without further ado, she stepped over to stand by the captain, bowing in turn to the display of the admiral.&nbsp; "I am princess Telaliel Moondream, princess royal of the house of Moondream and heiress apparent of the throne of the planet Ælphera.&nbsp; In such position, we find the captain to be a just and honorable representative of your species, who, in spite of the risk to himself and his position, and, I believe, with much reluctance, fired upon his own people.&nbsp; Had he not done so, the insubordinate craft would have impacted with the capital of our people at descent speeds, killing our king, my father, and destroying much of the infrastructure of government.&nbsp; Instead, he destroyed the craft, saving my people and my father, and, I believe, were the situation not quite so perilous, would likely be more willing to face a fair and just court, not those who ordered the destruction of my people."<br><br>She paused a moment to take a deep breath, then looked the image directly in the eyes before continuing.&nbsp; "Consider this notice that any hostile actions taken by you or your forces against this fair and honorable man or those who are his willing subordinates shall be considered an act of war against the world of Ælphera.&nbsp; It is not the way of my people to do so lightly...but a good and just government cannot stand blithely aside and let honorable men suffer the stains of those who would attack him for his very honor.&nbsp; I should hope that it would be possible for our peoples to have a long, just and fair relation...much is dependent, however, on how it is this incident is concluded.&nbsp; I beseech you to do what you know to be just and right in this."<br><br>With that, she bows once more, her ears laying flat for a moment before standing properly once more and stepping back to the side outside of the transmitter pickup area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 17:38:37</strong>
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				Amelia watches as a rather beautiful woman steps into view. Her dress and features causing her curiosity. Her eyes shown a strength that one would find difficult to believe possible for such a person. The Young woman introduced herself as a Princess and Heir to the throne of the planet Ælphera. Amelia felt honored, one doesn't meet a princess everyday. Amelia stood by and listened as the Princess spoke. Watching her movements, and how she carries herself. She certainly was a Princess. Her confident and demeanor demanding utmost respect. Amelia could tell she was not lying or manipulating the truth in anyway shape or form. She is speaking these words True. A rarity, Amelia found from experience, when dealing with any politician. However, to compare a politician with the Princess of Ælphera is a Mistake as one is certainly not like the other. It is just Amelia only ever dealt with Politicians.<br><br>&nbsp;She was about to speak when the princess took a breath. The young Princess's gaze was strong. Her proclamation was absolute. Amelia had to smile. Jeremy certainly stumbled upon a Firebrand of a Princess. She respected Telaliel's spirit. However, Amelia couldn't allow herself to be swayed by Heartfelt words just yet. Her Facial features grew stern and cool "Please accept my words with all due respect, Your Majesty. However, the situation is not as simple as you believe. Laws have been broken, and people's lives have been taken. Since it was citizens of Earth that perpetrated these Crimes against Earth Laws. Justice must be delivered in an Earth Court of law, Your Majesty." Amelia stated evenly. Before anyone could Speak, Amelia cleared her throat. "Given my personal experience with Captain Jeremy Black. I have known him to be a very honorable man and one who upholds Moral standards that are sorely lacking in our culture in this day and Age. No, I will not arrest Him nor hinder his Mission. I'll try and get the ball rolling. Perhaps the Ships logs and our recorded conversation will be enough for a Formal Investigation of Lazarus Corporation's Business Practices to be Ordered. Captain, Please turn over all pertinent Data related to the incident." Amelia commanded. Jeremy came to attention and Saluted. "Yes, Admiral." Amelia then turned to Princess Telaliel, her expression much softer than before. "Do not lose that fiery spirit, Princess. I personally think you have the makings of a great Queen. I, too, Hope for a peaceful and satisfactory resolution to this situation, and I can not apologize enough for the trouble My people has caused you." Amelia said with a deep bow. "Hopefully this will lead to the building of bridges of peace and cooperation between our people." She concluded with a smile. <br><br>It was about this time that Wade his squadron joined them upon the Bridge. Jeremy felt his chest swell with pride that Crimson Lance has decided to stay. Just behind them, Misa with the blackbox from the Hyperion. Amelia Burnside regarded the new developments. She was pleased to see that Jeremy had such loyal crew members. Looking at Misa, Burnside nodded. "Understood. Please have the black box sent over with the Shuttle of crew members wishing to return to Earth. <br><br>As these conversations were taking place, Maria was deep in thought. Her mind focused on her Husband and Son back on Earth. The Remark by Lt. Wilson struck her the most. She turned to him and gave him a sad smile. She will miss him. As the Conversations toned down. She approached the Captain. "Excuse me Sir. I request permission to be relieved of Duty. I want to take the Shuttle home." She stated. There was a gasp upon the bridge. Next to Captain Black, Maria Berlini was also a pillar of strength for the Musashi's crew. Jeremy looked at her. His One blue eye soft. "You have a Husband and Son on Earth, isn't that right, Maria?" He asked softly. "Yes, Captain. I fear the Corporation may try and hurt them." She said. Jeremy Nodded "Permission granted Commander." Jeremy said. The look on Maria's face was sadness and Shame. She felt like she was abandoning everyone. "I-I am sorry Captain." She started to say, but was cut off by Jeremy. "Don't be. Your Family should come first." Jeremy explained. "Then, please, Allow me to carry over the Logs for the Musashi and Hyperion." Maria requested. "Granted. Also, Make sure to take that Toadie with you." Jeremy said as he pointed to a unusually quiet Alexander Cromwell in the corner. Trying to be as small and unnoticeable as possible. "Yes, sir. I'll make sure he informs Admiral Burnside about Contingency Plan 13 as well. She, as well as the Council, will find it very interesting." She said before coming to perfect attention and Saluting. Jeremy Returned her Salute. "When next we meet, Commander I expect to see Captain's Turkeys on your collar." Jeremy teased. Maria nodded before walking over to Misa. "I'll ensure that gets delivered, Captain." She says as she takes the Black box. The last person she came Too was Wade. "Thank you Wade. There times you were a pain in my ass, but you never failed to make me Laugh. I'll miss you." She said before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before she turned to the Toad "Get your Ass in gear, before it finds my foot!" She barked. Herding the Reluctant Cromwell off the bridge for the believed last time.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 21:13:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa could understand what the Commander's reasons for wanting to go home. But that didn't mean she was going to let her custodian the Hyperion's flight recorder. Though she had to like the fact that she was kicking around some corp toadie. She walked up to her before she could leave the bridge. "Unfortunetly Commander I can't let you take that black box back over there. As the highest ranking officer remaining from the Hyperion it's my duty to see to it that their last memories and that justice is done for them." she said to solenmly as the rest of her squad nodded to her. <br><br>&nbsp;Ginga could understand where the Commander was coming from as well, she had a father who was a Major in the EDF , and a gaggle of little sisters back home, one of which the oldest of them after her of course Subaru was a cadet in the EDF Academy. She decided that she would send a letter back with the Admiral. She turned to look at her on screen before standing up. "Admiral if I may request a favor of you as well?" she said saluting her as a show of respect.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 21:30:13</strong>
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				Wade falls silent in quiet suprise hearing Maria's words. Of course he understood coming from a long line of military himself. Loved one always came first and he was sure if he had someone back home that it might have been him asking to leave. One hand holding the compress the other goes to his cheek. Looking at Wedge his second motions for him to go say good bye.<br><br>Heading out after the Commander he jogs, "Commander wait! I just want to say farewell... Take care of your family and if the company tries anything send me a message and I'll personally lead the run that bombs the corporation back to the stone age...."<br><br>Straightening he claps her shoulder like any comrade in arms in the Crimson Lance and even says the words that only a member of the Lance would say to another, "Fly high and Fly Free Maria... When this is all over you'll have to be sure to get a hold of me see we can all catch up. I really want to meet the man that landed to tough Commander Berlini."<br><br>His eyes take their signature shine and he lets out a mischievous grin, "It is a long trip back though. I did drop that magazine at the lost and found if you want it for the trip back."<br><br>With one last smile, "Take care Commander...." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 01:52:16</strong>
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				Maria nods to Misa when she informs her that she must be the one to deliver the black box. Out in the wall, Maria continues to herd the tubby little shit towards the living quarters. She only stops when she hears Lt. Wilson call out to her. Turning to a Sailor she orders him to make sure Mr. Cromwell finds his quarters to empty it. She stands in the hall way and waits for Wade to catch up with her. His words were comforting as they showed he bore her no ill will. "Thank you very much, Lt. Wilson. Yes, My husband is a great Man. Just like you, Wade." She did give him a chuckle and a flash of her pearly whites when he mentioned the magazine. "Nah, I best let you keep it. You seemed particularly interested in that One article." She teased back. With that last smile, Maria bid farewell to Wade and the Musashi. "I will Lieutenant. You take care as well. Protect your squadron." She said before having to turn around. She didn't want anyone to see her crying. The Musashi was her second home. <br><br>Maria would have had a stellar career in the EDF if not for one incident where she decked a Flag Ranked officer cause he was trying to grope her. While the Court marshal should have gone in her favor, The Flag Ranked Officer in question had quite a few powerful connections that got him out of it and her on the chopping block. Maria was resentful about being forced out of the EDF because of that. It nearly destroyed her marriage. However, when she was at her lowest, She found a Ray of Hope in Jeremy Black. Who, at the time, was recruiting crew members for a ship. He treated her no differently than any other member. She earned her way just like everyone else. Jeremy was always a fair Captain. <br><br>Back on the bridge, Admiral Burnside looked as the Young girl from the Radar station as she requested her audience. "Like the Captain, I can't say Yes, or No until I hear the request, but please feel free to ask." Amelia stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 02:29:46</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she took the black box from Maria. "Don't worry Commander I am sure things will work out for you." she said giving her a salute as show of respect before going back to her pilots. "Alright girls listen up I have to make this deliervery so whoever wants to come along step forward." she said. To delight and pride the whole of the squad stepped forward. "Alright ladies mount up!" she said to them as they jumped into their fighters before they took off and were running an escort for the boarding shuttle carrying Commander Maria Berlini.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to the Admiral. "Well Admiral I have a letter that I would like for you to deliver to my father Major Genya Nakajima and one to my little sister Subaru who's a cadet at the academy. Both contain several lesser letters for my other sisters but the main ones go to them." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 04:34:41</strong>
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				The bridge was almost empty now, with only Prower-Graves still seated at his post; even so, his face was clearly troubled with indecision. "Skipper, can I ask you something? Do you really think that this whole thing could go bad that fast?" he inquired softly. "I mean, that mining company is plenty powerful, and if you're really that sure that this could end up going south in a hurry...." he then shook his head as he realised he was rambling a bit. "Well, the thing is, skipper, I know a few blokes at EDF HQ who owe me a favour or two- it's a long story, and I'd rather not discuss the details." he then added. "I was wondering, would if be better for me to go along with the others to help present our case to the JAGs, or would I be of more value here?" he asked, looking up at the Captain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:50:04</strong>
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				Telaliel waits until the communications are ended before speaking softly to the captain, "I am not sure of how such would be handled by your people, but...if you and yours would find such beneficial, those of your crew who wish to avoid direct conflict with your company on Earth, was it?&nbsp; They would be welcome to relocate to Ælphera, at least temporarily...the thought of them and their kin being held as hostages against your continuing assistance cannot be tolerated.&nbsp; Such would, of course, require approval by my father and some testing to be certain they could do so safely, but..."&nbsp; She shrugs slightly, "I suspect that our peoples are compatible enough for them to live there for a time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 18:05:00</strong>
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				Amelia contemplates Lt. Nakajima's Request a moment. "Major Nakajima you say...He is with the EDF Far Eastern Command, Right? Sure, I can do that and I'll make sure your sister gets her letter as well. So long as you can get them over to the Arizona, Lt." Amelia states. "Go ahead, Lt. Make sure your letters get on the shuttle." Jeremy states already anticipating her request. Jeremy then turned to his Chief Gunnery Officer. Giving him a appreciative nod at his suggestion. "I thank you very much for your suggestion, but I think it would be best handled in an "Official" way. This way, lawyers can't try and turn it around. Besides, I need my Chief Gunnery Officer." Jeremy stated with much confidence in Chief Prower-Graves abilities.<br><br>Jermey then turned to the Princess. Smiling at her for her very generous offer. "Thank you very much, Your Majesty. You're too kind. Though, I don't believe it will be necessary as I think the corporation will take steps against all the Families regardless if the crew remains on board or not. That is why I made the offer for those that wish to depart, to do so. Those that stay know the risks they face and by staying accepts those risks. I entrust my Executive officer to know to get the word out to all the families to be weary and find safety. Also I do not wish to burden your people any further than we have already." He said with a low bow of gratitude to Telaliel. <br><br>Amelia was thinking of something during this exchange. "As of right now, My power is rather limited since we are outside of EDF Space, But I can attach one of my cruisers to you, Captain. In a "Observatory" Role, that should make those fucking paper pusher happy. I'll Attach the EDF North Hampton Class Heavy Cruiser; Belka to you. The Captain is Hayate Yagami. She is young, but very talented. I am sure she will be of great assistance to you." Amelia stated as she rubbed her chin. <br><br>Shuttles continue ferry crew members and their effects over to the awaiting Arizona. Many of the those remaining behind asking those that were leaving to deliver messages to family and loved ones. Many understanding what is going to happen could take a long time to resolve with not guarantee to a desired Resolution. In total about 40 people decided to leave the Musashi. No one thought Ill of of them as sometimes it took far more courage to walk away than it did to stay with everyone else. The Last shuttle to depart the Musashi was the One carrying Commander Maria Berlini. She stayed behind to the very last to ensure that the disembarking of those that wished to leave was handled in a timely and organized matter. Though a part of her was reluctant to leave. She watched out of a shuttle window as the Musashi shrank and the Arizona increased in size. There was a pain in Maria's heart as she hoped this wasn't going to be the last time she sees the Musashi. The Last shuttle touched down in the Arizona's Hanger bay. As she stepped off, the assembled members of the Musashi stood in formation and attention. They put the EDF personnel to shame in their attention to detail. As Maria stepped off, They all saluted her. She smiled and saluted them back as a young EDF officer came to guide her to the bridge. <br><br>When Maria reached the bridge, She saluted Admiral Amelia whom made a dismissive gesture. "You're Not EDF, so you don't have to follow such protocol." She said. "Old Habits, Ma'am." Maria explained. Seeing Captain Black and the Others on the screen, Maria gave them all a smile. "Sir, We have arrived safely and are in good health." She said smartly. "Very Good, Maria. I am very happy to hear that." Jeremy replied. Amelia then straightened up and took center stage again. "Captain, I am about to take my prisoners and escort them to be processed. However, I was wondering if you can indulge your former Captain with a favor." She said with a smirk. "Depends, Admiral. I can not say "Yes" or "no" until I hear the favor." Jeremy replied. Using Amelia's own words against her for sport. Amelia smirk. "ok, Then. I do not want to leave a Gamilon War Wagon simply floating for the next fools to come along and decide to start a career in piracy. So I was wondering if you would be willing to give Me a demonstration of the Musashi's Power. Now that I see her, I am curious to know if she is as powerful as the legendary Yamato herself." Amelia asked.<br><br>On board the Musashi, Jeremy chuckled. Amelia always did love seeing big guns firing. "Of Course, Admiral. It would be our Pleasure. Chief, If you would be so kind as to use the Shock Cannons to rid the universe of some trash." Jeremy stated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:17:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as her fighters banked in perfect formation with the final shuttle before landing on the deck of the Arizona. She smiled as she vaulted out of her cockpit but not before ejecting data disk copies of the Hyperion's flight recorder to deliver to the Admiral. She smiled as Alleyne acompanied her. "Alright ladies this is likely to be the last time you are on a ship like this so soak it up while you can. Ally and I will deliver the copies of the Hyperion's flight recorder to the Admiral." she said as her pilots took their time to survey the ship in it's glory as Misa and Alleyne went to the bridge to deliver the copies of the Flight recorder to Amelia.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she dismounted the shuttle before heading to the bridge. Both she and Misa stepped onto the bridge of the Arizona as Amelia was making her request of Jeramy. Seeing the listing but still at this time salvegble ship in orbit between the two ships Ginga had an idea. "Here you go Admiral." she said handing her the letters to deliver home before making her pitch. "Admiral if I may make a suggestion to you. Since that ship is technicly space junk at the moment and by intergalatic law claimable as salvage. If you didn't see a problem with it I wouldn't mind claiming it for myself." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Onboard the Belka the blue eyed XO turnd to reguard her friend and Captain. "So what do you make of this Hayate?" she asked her as she surveyed the ships in orbit around the smoking Gamalon battle wagon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:20:17</strong>
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				On board the Heavy Cruiser Belka it's captain Hayate Yagami had recieved her orders to stay as an "Observer" for the EDF. She sat quietly in her command chair with her hands before her face her fingers laced together. When her XO Signum asked what she thought of the matter she smiled and in a rather amused tone of voice responded "This is going to be an interesting assignment Signum....."Observing" A super battleship that is outside of the EDF's Forces" <br><br>She was very much of the opinion that this could be quite an interesting occasion because it was unheard of for a company to have a ship that powerful well until recently anyway. She still had yet to figure out how the Lazerous company managed to get the approval of the EDF to have the Musashi to begin with. Still if the Musashi was currently the enemy of it's former employer then that would mean that there was bound to be all sorts of trouble for it's crew and she really wanted to see how they would handle it. Of course as an EDF representative she would have the authority to step in if she wanted to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 02:09:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum nodded her head to her friend and Captain assement of the situation and what could and could and could not be done. "Well when do you plan to meet with the Musashi's Captain?" she asked her a slight blush on her cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 02:49:31</strong>
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				"Soon enough Signum" Hayate responded a miscevious smile forming on her lips. "Ne Signum....why are you blushing?" her tone was quite teasing a she asked this. Though in her mind she was already planning out the meeting place and her attire when she met captain Black. She was going to have too much fun with this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 04:14:40</strong>
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				&nbsp;"It's nothing Captain, nothing really. Just thinking that's all." she said to her as she turned away from the Belka's Captain. She in truth was actually thinking about what Hayate might do during the meeting with Jeramy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 04:15:14</strong>
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				Amelia accepted the Black box data from Captain Ayase with a handshake. "Very Good work, I'll ensure this get the proper authorities." She said as she took the Data disc and handed it to her Most trusted Aide. Next to address the Young Lieutenant. Amelia couldn't help but smile, the girl was rather cute. Just the way Amelia likes them. "Thank you, Lt. I promise you that these letters will get delivered." Amelia stated returning to her more business like nature. However, she couldn't help the sly smirk appearing on her lips when Ginja asked about salvaging the ship for herself. To Amelia, Lt. Nakajima was just getting cuter by the second. She stroked her chin in a contemplative gesture. After a few minutes of deliberating, she let out a disappointed sigh. "I am Sorry, Miss Nakajima. The EDF is already frowning upon a private corporation owning a super Battleship. I serious doubt they'll turn a blind eye to a Person owning her own Warship. Not even one as cute as you." She said. Amelia was right, when the Musashi was finally registered, The EDF tried to sue to get the ship back, but the Larazus Corporation lawyers were extremely shrewd. However, it was still a very lengthy and costly legal battle. While the Gamalion War Wagon was not as large as the Musashi. It was still a piece of serious Military hardware. So Ginga would have spent the rest of her life in courtrooms trying to keep it. "Besides, I want to see something blow up real good!" Amelia said excitedly. Several of her staff were rolling their eyes. Even questioning their decision of attaching their Careers to her star. Amelia turned back to the View screen with a dramatic flourish. "Did you hear that Captain Black? Make with the Fireworks already, Chop, Chop!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 04:20:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga sighed as she had been turned down for it but she had one last card to play. "Well Admiral while I was going to plan on taking the ship under EDF law as salvage goods my plan was in truth to turn it over to the Planet Aethier for it's own developement and defense. It would be crewed and maintained by them, but since the native populace isn't apart of the Alliance yet they would need an offical citizen to hold ownership of ship until such a time as they become a fully recognized member world of the Alliance." she said to her with a smile as she stepped next to her. "Though if you'd like I am sure we can come to some sort of agreement Admiral. Which I'm sure could be more fun than watching something blow-up." she said purring out her title in a husky voice while also doing the samething on the words "blow-up".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 04:30:39</strong>
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				Hayate snickered at Signum's response. She thought the reaction was rather adorable. "Yes....we'll meet with him soon after the admiral leaves. that way we have plenty of tme to get ready....you'll need a lot of time to prepare signum" Her eyes were glistening mischeviously and rather brightly at that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 05:33:11</strong>
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				It would seem Amelia would be constantly denied her fun for the evening as she was once again interrupted by the Lt. Ginja explained that the ship was really gonna be turned over to the Planet Ælphera for planetary defense. However, it was how she ended her argument that entertained Amelia the most. So much so that the Admiral burst out laughing a deep belly laugh. How the tables have been turned. It was normally Amelia that was the one seducing the pretty young girls, and now it was the other way around. "My your offer is quite tempting Miss Nakajima, but I am afraid I still can not allow it." Amelia said. There was a reason she wouldn't accept the offer. The conversations and actions on board the bridge were always recorded and Amelia knows she pushes the bounds quite often, and while she could only imagine what fun a tryst with the attractive Lt. Nakajima from the Musashi would be. It wasn't worth her career."However, since you're so dead set on the getting the ship, for the Ælpherans. let me see...." Amelia thought hard on the matter. "We are technically outside EDF Space, or rather in Uncontrolled space. So the Law is real sketchy on this. I would say that a Representative of a governing body may claim Salvage rights. Since the crew of the Musashi represent no government as they are a privately owned entity. They can not claim salvage. I am the highest ranking EDF official and I am unwilling to salvage said vessel. I wonder if there is perhaps a third party?" Amelia stated with a rather obvious hint.<br><br>On board the Musashi, Jeremy watched the back an forth between the Admiral and his Radar officer. The fact that she tried to seduce the Admiral shocked Jeremy. However, he listened to the Admirals decision. Realizing what she was meaning. Jeremy turned towards the Princess. "Your Highness. You are your government's representative. If you want, all you have to do is claim salvage on that ship and it is yours. The ship will need a lot of work. However, to get the ship <em>You</em> have to claim salvage." Jeremy explained and stress to Telaliel. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 08:25:28</strong>
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				Telaliel blinked a bit at the captain's comment, listening to the translation for a few moments as she tries to figure out what it's saying then nods slightly.&nbsp; "I...think I understand, somewhat, though the meaning is not exactly clear.&nbsp; I suppose not all things translate quite so easily...if you would be willing to ah...render legal advice, it sounds like it should be something my father would approve of.&nbsp; Though I suppose it will be some time before we could take it racing through the outer belt...it certainly doesn't <em>look</em> as maneuverable as my 'thopter..."&nbsp; She nods again and steps forward, looking to the screen.<br><br>"Given the location of the ship and it's proximity to my people's world, as well as having mounted an assault against allies within our space, I believe that we would have as much claim to the, ah...salvage?"&nbsp; She seems confused somewhat, looking to Captain Black for verification that she had said it right before continuing, "as any other participant in the hostilities.&nbsp; Considering the current standing of our technology to yours, and our desire to begin diplomatic relations on the best possible footing, it would be a boon to the opening talks if a grant of salvage rights could be given."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 12:23:54</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled hearing the laugther from the Admiral's mouth. But what she heard next made her smile even more as basicly the princess agreed to the terms the Admiral stipulated. "Well Admiral I think that about covers it. You, the crew of the Musashi, the bridge crew and I that the Princess basicly has taken custody of the ship by our laws." she said to her as she had been typing out something on the Admiral's screen.&nbsp; She knew the vocal recorders who pick up their conversation but any text would be logged if it was transmitted but if it was only typed but not transmitted it would never be recorded. As she pulled her hand away from the keypad.&nbsp; <em>"Now that is solved still care to take me up on that offer?"</em><em></em> <br><br>&nbsp;Signum still blushing nodded her head to Hayate's words. "How would you like me to prepare for them?" she asked her wanting to know what she do for when the guests arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 12:34:54</strong>
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				Hayate smiled broadly at her XO after hearing that statement. She put her finger to her chin in a manner that suggested she was pondering something even if she really wasn't. She then moved her finger as though she were having an epiphany "Alright signum what you have to do is......"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 02:56:08</strong>
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				"My apologies your Majesty. To salvage is to claim abandoned equipment. In this Case The Gamalon War Wagon. Since the ship is to be abandoned, You have the right to claim it as your own." Jeremy tried to explain to the Princess. Hoping he didn't make the situation muddier than it already was. As the Princess came back into view of the Admiral. Jeremy Stood by her for Support. <br><br>Amelia watched as the Princess once again showed her stuff. This was definitely turning out a rather interesting stop over. The corners of her mouth tugged upwards as the Princess stated that she claimed the ship in the name of her people. Amelia gave an overly theatrical shrug of her shoulders. "Ahh, I was so looking forwards to seeing something explode." She said feigning Disappointment. "Princess Telaliel, I ,Admiral Amelia Burnside of the EDF 3rd Fleet, Hereby recognize and acknowledge your claim to salvage. I hope this ship can help you in the defense of your home." Amelia said happily. At least it will go to a good cause is how she justified it. Once that was done, Amelia looked down at the text the Young Lt. punched in. Unconsciously, Amelia, licked her lips hungrily. "Lt. I do believe that this warrants further discussion. Perhaps in my quarters would be the best place." Amelia stated. Turning she began to head off the bridge. "Captain Ramius, you have the ship. Keep her in one piece for me." Amelia said over her shoulder. the Captain let out a frustrated breath, but at least the Admiral's Happy. <br><br>Back on board the Musashi, Jeremy turned to the Princess. "Congratulations, Your Majesty. You just procured your worlds first interstellar Spaceship. Though a lot of work will be needed to repair it. Once we have it back to your world. I'll send some engineers over to help in the reconstruction. That is if you desire, Ma'am." Jeremy offered. Turning to his Weapons Officer, Jeremy gave him a shrug. "It looks like your fun was taken away, Chief. Sorry, about that." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 04:10:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she watched the scene unfold before her as she also watched that tongue come out of the Admiral's mouth licking her lips. She knew the Admiral was eyeing her the moment she stepped on the bridge and truth be told Ginga didn't mind the attention which is why she recipricated back the attention. So she simply nodded her head to the Admiral before following her out while taking the time to admire her wonderful postierer. "Lead-on Admiral." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 04:18:15</strong>
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				Amalie and Ginja walked down the Corridors of the Arizona. The other Crew members instantly vacating their path. The more seasoned ones under Admiral Burnside gave an appreciative nod. If there was one thing about the Admiral. It was that she had good taste. Some even feeling some Jealously. Some wanted to be in the Admiral's Shoes, others in the Young cute Officer's shoes that was accompanying the admiral. Soon enough, they arrived at the Admiral's Quarters. The Door opening with a hiss. "Please, Come in Lt." Amelia said as she stepped aside for the Younger Woman. Amelia closed the door behind her and tossed her cap on the desk. Sitting in the chair, Amelia crossed her legs and propped her head on her chin. She eyed up the Lt. a bit. "So, Lt Nakajima. What is this "Offer" You have for me?" Amelia said playfully.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 06:43:40</strong>
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				Telaliel nods slightly to the captain once things are taken care of, "ah...that explains things.&nbsp; On my world such things belong to who they belong to...if they are still around to claim it. Otherwise, it simply becomes property of my house to decide what to do with."&nbsp; She shrugs slightly, then looks to the ship, adrift in space.&nbsp; "It will certainly make many things easier on Ælphera...as it stands, the space elevator is only just now past halfway complete and the magnetic launch system is...iffy at best.&nbsp; We have only managed a few orbital devices.&nbsp; This should make atmospheric lift much easier."<br><br>She turns back to the captain and bows gently, "thank you for this opportunity...of showing us your ship and seeing the stars this close.&nbsp; In exchange, there is a particular matter of some delicacy that I would like to speak with you of, if you have some moments that we can talk in private?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 06:50:41</strong>
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				Jeremy thought a moment. Apparently Lt. Nakajima was discussing something with the Admiral, and he wasn't sure what. However, He couldn't really leave until he had his Radar Tech back. "It would appear I have some free time now. I would be more than happy to listen to what you have to say." He said. Jeremy needed someplace private, but he couldn't take her to his cabin. The possibilities of rumors getting started were too great and he rather avoid such potentially embarrassing situations. "Perhaps, you would be more comfortable discussing the matter in your Stateroom?" He offered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 08:20:48</strong>
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				"That would be more that sufficient, captain.&nbsp; I don't believe this will take too long."&nbsp; She nods to the crew slightly and gestures for Jeremy to lead as she still wasn't certain of the layout of the ship as of yet.&nbsp; And simply following him would permit her some time to collect her thoughts as to how to explain what was on her mind.<br><br>Of course, with her mind so intent on organizing her thoughts and only loosely on following him, it's almost inevitable for her to run into his back when he stops at the state room doors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 11:11:37</strong>
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				Prower-Graves nodded at that, and then turned back around in his seat. "Aye-Aye, sir. I'll be here if you need me." he then shook his head as he looked out the viewport. "Tch.... Bloody Yank crate. What's next, the Huns get one of their tubs afloat before one of the Senior Service's splendid ships?" he griped the complaints of an old proud sailor, seeing the Navy he loved getting short-changed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:54:15</strong>
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				Downtime really never set well with Wade... He was always the type of guy that had to be doing something. Especially now with Maria gone, he does anything to keep his mind from the subject. Right now he was in the hanger bay watching as the crews went over his girl. At the moment things weren't looking to promising and discarding the compress he moves to help.<br><br>While he was not trained to fix the ships, this was not the first time Wade had helped. He seemed to have a gift for learning quickly and actually as time went on became quite adapt at working on the Crimson Lance fighters. Though at the moment his time was spent removing his personal markings and transferring them to the spare ship.<br><br>The transfer itself didn't take long as his old bird was set to become the hanger queen until the parts could be scavenged up to fix it. He would have almost suggested to see if the pirate fighters had any parts that could be used, but their condition probably wasn't all that great. Finishing with the vinyl markings which now declared the unused fighter Crimson One he hops down as the techs go about fine tuning the craft to his specs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 23:43:45</strong>
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				"Of Course your Majesty." Jeremy stated was he led the way back towards her Stateroom. One particular reason Jeremy wanted the conversation in the Princess's state room, was that it was the only place on the ship he was sure of that wasn't monitored. Since the CEO and other Notables would be using it for their stays on board the Ship. they made sure they wouldn't be eavesdropped upon during times of a "Delicate" Nature. It wasn't something that Jeremy liked but it was rather beneficial in this respect. He noticed that the princess was rather withdrawn during their walk and figured she was thinking on what she wanted to talk to him about. <br><br>Soon, the two came to Her stateroom. Jeremy was in the midst of turning to let her know they have arrived when he suddenly felt something bump into him. Spinning around, he saw the Princess. He reached out for her to catch her should she fall. "Are you alright, Your Highness!?" He asked. His's the voice of concern. He gave her a quick once over to ensure she was not injured. He let out a sigh of relief before he realized he was still holding her. "M-My apologies your Majesty." He stated while letting&nbsp; her go. He quickly turned so the Princess wouldn't see his Cheeks flush a bit. "Please, After you." He said as he hit the button to open the door. <br><br>Once inside, Jeremy Led the princess to the Table and pulled her chair for her. Then he sat across from her as he removed his hat and laid it on the table. With his hat off, One could clearly see how much of the left side of his face was covered up by his eye patch. the Hint of Pink scars peeking out from the edges of the black cloth. "What is it that you wished to Discuss your Majesty?" He said as he leaned back in his chair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 01:28:27</strong>
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				Telaliel blushes slightly at her accident, but nods quickly to the captains words, "sorry...yes, I'm fine.&nbsp; Simply distracted.&nbsp; A number of things have been coming together and...well, I am somewhat distracted."&nbsp; She smiles gently and enters the stateroom at his beckoning.<br><br>Once they're in the cabin she gestures him to one of the sofas in the stateroom as she paces for a few moments more, her ears bouncing once as she comes to some sort of mental conclusion at last.&nbsp; "There is something I've been meaning to speak with you of...well, my father, I'm sure, intended to discuss it later this evening, but things have been so quick-paced that none of us truly had much of a chance to discuss such matters in the way they deserve.&nbsp; And with the way that things are progressing between us, your company and your EDF, I think that it may be that if such time is not going to happen naturally, perhaps it would be that we must make the time for them."<br><br>"Did you not consider it somewhat unusual to encounter another bipedal, bilaterally symmetrical, frankly humanoid species so near to your own world?&nbsp; We were, ourselves, somewhat surprised to see your people, though perhaps not for the same reasons.&nbsp; It wasn't until I saw your admiral Amelia and her ship that I truly believed that it could be possible.&nbsp; The EDF logo behind her, an image of Terra with a rather crude, ancient daughter-tongue of Ælpheran saying approximately 'to guard Terra'..."&nbsp; She shakes her head slightly, finally collapsing into the chair opposite the sofa the captain sat on and taking a deep breath before continuing on.<br><br>"I...cannot say how many terran years it may have been.&nbsp; By our reckoning it has been 9,835 years since the Allies brought us here.&nbsp; The island we were one was destined for destruction, and we contacted the Allies...they came and brought a number of us to Ælphera.&nbsp; They said that there were changes they had to make, so that we could live here until they returned.&nbsp; After the first of us and settled on the world, no others came.&nbsp; We anticipated hearing from the Allies again...we contacted them, but nothing was ever heard back.&nbsp; All that remained was a monument they put down at the same place the first Ælpheran's lived.&nbsp; That monument stands still in the middle of my family home in the capital.&nbsp; Etched upon it in the ancient mother-tongue it says 'here landed, here settled, thence from Terra, thenceforth Ælphera'.&nbsp; It is from the date of that monument we count time still."<br><br>She shakes her head slightly, smirking a bit, "to find that others of Terra survived.&nbsp; Not only survived, but thrived even to surpass us!&nbsp; We had convinced ourselves that all the others must have been slain by some cataclysm.&nbsp; Or, when you appeared, that perhaps the Allies had settled others on another world, as we could not recall what an unaltered Terran might appear.&nbsp; Tis almost a sadness to think how near we were, yet how far.&nbsp; And yet, I suspect, our little tribe is lost in the annals of that great, ancient world.&nbsp; Yet it appears at least one of the daughters of Atlas left a lingering touch even now.&nbsp; Did they ever leave tell of their mother island, Atlantis?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:11:17</strong>
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				Jeremy watched the Princess intently, He could tell she was worked up over something. However, her pacing stopped when her elongated ears bounced slightly. Jeremy was an observant person, even if he only had one eye. His brows knitted together as she spoke of something that was desired to be discussed shortly after their initial contact. Yes, he would agree that events were almost steam rolling along. He would have desired things to slow down a bit so that the parties involved would be able to adequately conduct themselves. "I agree, Your highness. Until our business here is concluded, We can not return to your world." He stated. Apparently the last bit of business was between the Admiral and his Radar officer, Lt. Nakajima.<br><br>Her first Argument was half way sound, and One He couldn't fault her for using. The obvious physical similarities between The Human Race and the Ælpheran People. Jeremy figured the Princess would be surprised to learn that the other alien races they encountered were also Humanoid. From the Blue Skinned Gamalons, and the Colorless people of the White Comet Empire. All humanoid, but while they may look human-ish. The differences lay in the genetics and at that point the species were incompatible. Jeremy decided to let the Princess Finish before he would interject anything from himself. <br><br>The next argument was the EDF Logo itself. That piqued Jeremy's interest. He was very familiar with the Emblem. It was the Earth with Stars. Just in front of the Earth was a Ship's Silhouette. While no one can confirm or deny it. The silhouette was very similar to the "Yamato". Some say the new Emblem was to honor the first crew that traveled the 148,000 Light years to the Planet of Iscandar, and later used the Yamato to defend the Earth from the White Comet Empire. On a scroll under the Planet was the Latin Phrase: "In defensionem Terra". Translated it means "In the Defense of Earth. Though the true saying was "In defensionem Terrae", but the "E" was left off to Shorten the word "Terrae" To "Terra". Both Words basically mean the same thing. "Terrae" referred to the Planet, while "Terra" refers to "Land". However, it was the fact that the Princess could semi read the Latin script that had Jeremy Leaning forward fixing her with his one good eye. <br><br>Now the Princess was speaking of some people called "Allies" how they were whisked from some disastrous calamity Involving an Island. Where did Jeremy hear about something similar? He couldn't quite recall but that must of been a coincidence. He shifted himself as he unconsciously moved to the edge of his Seat. The Princess had his full attention now. She spoke of how these "Allies" Relocated her People to Ælphera. Even altering their physical structure to suit the environment. Jeremy found he couldn't speak to ask questions. He didn't want to interrupt her. However, more and more puzzle pieces were forming in his head. His gut instinct told him there was a connection here. Something far deeper than he was seeing. <br><br>She continued on to speak as If He was part of her race. At the Moment, Jeremy wasn't wholly convinced just yet. there were still to many coincidences. Though her use of the Word "Terran" and Terra were quickly moving Jeremy to possibly believe. However, it would the final bombshell that would literally blow everything else out of the water. She specifically mentioned "Atlantis.". Jeremy slowly rose to his feet. His single deep blue eye focused very intently upon the princess. His mouth in the shape of a small "o" in astonishment. Suddenly all the pieces of the puzzle were fitting. The biggest discontinuity was the Time Frame. Telaliel spoke of just Under Ten Thousand years, but at First Jeremy was considering Earth years, not Ælpheran Years. It took a moment for everything to sink in.<br><br>"Your Majesty, "Atlantis" was a technologically advanced Island Nation from my World's ancient Mythology. Plato wrote that Atlantis lay beyond the "Pillars of Hercules" over 12,000 Earth years ago. That the Island was destroyed and swallowed by the sea in One Day and One Night of Misfortune." He said. He was still fixed on her. "The word "Terra" That you used is Latin for "Earth", "Land". My Home planet." Jeremy stated finally. Jeremy looked down at the ground and thought. Suddenly he looked back up. "Your Majesty. I ask for your permission to take a blood sample and compare it to our own." He asked hastily. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 05:08:41</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles a touch at the captains words, almost blushing at some of his comments.&nbsp; "That would perhaps be something best to speak with the lore keepers about...I sadly was not the most attentive student during such studies, I fear.&nbsp; As for technology..."&nbsp; She shrugs a tiny degree, "there are comments about lost technology in the lore.&nbsp; It's never been sure, though, if such was a..." she says a few words, though the translator takes a moment to translate it, "physical technology or one of the arts; if such was lost because we were changed, or because we were no longer on Terra.&nbsp; Either way, when we came here, none of it came with us, according to the lore.&nbsp; As for the time passing, the lore says that the years were different on Ælphera than on Terra, though they were uncertain about how much.&nbsp; 1.2 to 1 was their guess, so it seems accurate enough."<br><br>She smiles up to the captain standing before her, "it...does my heart good to know that we were not forgotten.&nbsp; We had always wondered what happened after we left...to know that one of the daughters told tell of us is reassuring.&nbsp; And as for a blood sample..."&nbsp; She bites her lip a moment, considering, "I have no qualm with giving such, though I would ask one thing.&nbsp; Do you trust your people not to speak of it?&nbsp; I've already found that you're people are much more...legal bound than ours.&nbsp; I would fear your EDF deciding that Ælphera is simply a daughter of Terra, however long ago it may have been founded.&nbsp; Until we can be sure to avoid such, I would prefer word not make its way back to them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 15:58:44</strong>
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				Jeremy gave the Princess a soft look, and a slight chuckle. "You were not the only one that was not completely focused on your Studies. Most of my Youth was spent daydreaming of Great ships, like the Yamato." He said with a nostalgic smile. He nods when she talks about the technology. in Truth, Jeremy wasn't concerned about the Technology. He merely mentioned it as it was part of the Atlantis Myth. He stroked his chin as he was given more thoughts to consider. When she Agreed for the Blood sample. Jeremy wasn't surprised on the condition. "Of course your Majesty. You have my word that the results will held in the strictest confidence by myself and the Doctor." Jeremy assured. <br><br>The Doors hissed to the Infirmary, and Jeremy was happy to see it was empty. It meant that no one was really injured in their previous battle. In the Corner, Doctor Carlos Estavez sat reading a book. While such media could be found on the terminals accessible from the ship's library. Carlos enjoyed the feeling of paper in his hands. "Excuse me Doctor. Do you have a minute?" Jeremy asked as he and the Princess approached. Dr. Estavez closed his book and stood up. "Of Course, Captain. What can I do for you and the Princess?" he asked with a warm smile. "I need you to take a blood sample from the Princess for a Genetic Analysis. Map her Genomes." He explained. The Doctor looked at the Captain a moment and blinked. He started to chuckle as if privy to some joke that the Princess and Captain Black were not aware of. "Forgive me Captain. We haven't needed a blood sample for something as simple as Genetic mapping in Generations. I am sure you simply wanted to be thorough." He said with the last of the laughs leaving him. Jeremy's cheeks flushed a bit in embarrassment. "<br><br>Princess if you could please come closer." Estavez asked before plucking a single hair from Telaliel's head. "Sorry for any discomfort, Princess." Estavez said sincerely. "hmm, such lovely hair, your Highness." He commented absently. Possibly he was lamenting the loss of his own. Coiling the strand on a tray that he slide into something that looked like a CD-ROM drive. After a few moments, he began to click a couple of keys on his terminal. "Alright, something is coming up....hmmm. Very interesting." Carlos stated as he looked over the Results. Jeremy couldn't help but read over his shoulder. However, he was not trained to read the data that screen was displaying. "What does it say Doctor?" He asked finally. Carlos leaned back and rubbed his eyes. "With all the other Humanoid species we encountered since we began sailing the stars. The closest Match to our DNA was the Gamalons, but even they are only 57% Match. The Princess's DNA far exceeds that. If you just had handed me the Hair strand and not told me whom it came from. I would have said it came from a Human without a doubts. Yes, there are slight variations, but nothing too critical. There is also evidence of some slight tampering, but it is minimal at most. The other Variances can be explained via environmental evolution. I understand the Gravity is weaker on their world. That can affect them in the long term as well as the foods they eat, the amount of light they receive from their System's Primary. Even the Air they breath can affect their bodily development." Carlos explained. "So what is the variance, Doctor?" Jeremy asked. "Well if Human DNA is 100%. The Princess's variance is...1.23%. Basically Her and her people are 98.77% Human, Captain." Carlos stated finally. Jeremy blinked in silence. "In short Captain. She. is. Human." Carlos emphasized <br><br>After a moment to let the information sink in. Jeremy stood up straight and let out a long exhale. "Thank you Doctor for your assistance. Please destroy whatever data you collected on this matter. Pretty much forget that we came to you." Jeremy ordered. Carlos nodded, understanding that there may be reasons why to keep this under wraps for the time being. Carlos turned around and purged the information from his computer and handed the strand of hair back to the Princess. "Here you go, Ma'am." He said as he laid the strand of hair in her hand.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:21:21</strong>
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				Telaliel follows the captain quietly through the halls, wondering exactly what they would find out from the doctor.&nbsp; Up until a short while ago it had been simply an academic question.&nbsp; One that the philosophers of the academia batted around periodically, thought never expected to ever actually find out.&nbsp; Years of discussion, of debate on the nature of change, of what the Allies had done, of 10,000 years of history would be resolved with a few drops of blood and a few moments with the ship doctor.<br><br>The news that the test would not take any blood was a definite relief, but just as she relaxed and let out a breath she didn't really realize she was holding, the doctor plucked out one of her hair.&nbsp; She frowned slightly at the doctor, gently rubbing at the spot where the hair was pulled from, not quite glowering.&nbsp; The test was surprisingly quick, at least, and...she had absolutely no idea what the display might say.&nbsp; Looking to the captain it didn't look like he had a much better idea either.&nbsp; At least they were both equally lost in this instance.<br><br>She perked slightly at the news that so little had changed.&nbsp; In some ways that was a relief, yet in others it left something of a quandary of potential legal problems.&nbsp; She blinks a bit as she's handed the hair, puzzled as she is still working her way through the various repercussions of the announcement.&nbsp; "Um...how would you suggest to dispose of it?"&nbsp; She asked, to&nbsp; no one in particular.&nbsp; At least it was hair...in retrospect, she wasn't sure what their systems would make of her augmentations.&nbsp; She looks up to the captain a moment and smiles, "so...who would be the best person to speak to about the law in this regard?&nbsp; I...would like to find out how this is going to affect our standing with your EDF...are they going to try to claim Ælphera if Ælpherans are, genetically, fundamentally human?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 17:51:01</strong>
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				Jeremy, too, was also shocked. To be that close to each other. There had to be no other explanation than they were from the same Mother Planet. He looked at the Princess when she asked about whom to see about the legality of the upcoming relations. "Honestly, your Highness. I am not sure. Nothing like this has ever happened in our history. I am sure it is going to cause quite a stir among our Government and Historical Circles. Up until Right now, Atlantis was merely a Myth to our people. However, to find the descendants of the Atlanteans. It is almost mind boggling." Jeremy admitted. He was truly at a loss as what to do now. After a moment of silent thinking, Jeremy let out a sigh. "At the moment, this isn't important. We first have to secure the Safety of your Planet, Your Highness. I am sure the Corporation still has their Sites set on your world and I doubt our presence will simply deter them. I only Hope Admiral Burnside can get to the council before the Corporation does." Jeremy stated as he reached up and held his chin in his hand in an contemplative fashion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 19:35:31</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles slightly and nods, "you would be the best judge of their response to this.&nbsp; I am simply along as an observer, if you recall.&nbsp; Though perhaps an observer bent upon making things more interesting than you needed.&nbsp; When we return to Ælphera, we will have to show you the obelisk the Allies left."&nbsp; She simply shakes her head and smiles again, "it simply intrigues me...the ancient records show that when they left Terra the other tribes were primitive and ours so advanced as to leave them to wonder if Terrans would survive the calamity, let alone the test of time.&nbsp; Yet here we stand, millenia later, and those primitive tribes have apparently outstripped even ourselves."<br><br>"Shall we return, then, to Ælphera, and see what we can do with our salvage?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 01:25:34</strong>
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				"Yes, Your Majesty. I agree we need to return to your Homeworld." Jeremy stated as he walked over to the Comms panel on the wall. "This is the Bridge, Go ahead Captain.". "Has Lt. Nakajima returned from the Arizona?" Jeremy asked. "Yes, Captain. The shuttle landed a few minutes ago." Was his reply. "What is thhe status&nbsp; on Gamalon Ship?". "Sir, We just finished slaving the Ships computer and controls to the Musashi. We can remotely control the ship from here.". "Very Good, Contact the Belka. Having them fall into formation and prepare for Warp back to Ælphera. I am on my way back to the bridge." Jeremy stated as he released the comm controls. Turning back to the Princess; "We'll be underway shortly, Your Majesty. Would you like to accompany me to the bridge and Observe, or would you like to rest in your Stateroom?" He asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 01:56:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she reclined on one of the couches in the ready room of the Musashi as she read the latest new reports on everything. As inventoried what she needed to she decided it was time for a face to face with the Captain. She and her pilots would need billets if they were going to be styaing there, a fact that even Misa knew was interesting. But she had liquidated all her finaicial assets back home while there was an open line with the Arizona, deciding that once word of what she did gbot back to Lazerus Corp. her assets would be frozen and when this if it ever did blow over Misa was going to need cash. So she had instructed her pilots to empty their bank accounts in the couple of hours it would take them to to secure the pirate ship and tow it back to the alien world the Captain was talking about.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she glided across the decks of the Musashi on her way to the Command Deck to resume her job as it's radar officer. Of course as she moved she had a certain glow about her, that and an Admiral's unifrom jacket drapped over her shoulders like a cloak. She smiled at the Captain as she met him in the hallways on his way to the Bridge. "Afternoon Captain." she said her smile postiviely infectious.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum turned to Hayate a blush still on her cheeks. "It seems everything is in ready Hayate. We can leave anytime we want. Would you like me to extend the invitation to Captain Black for a formal meeting now or when we reach the planet?" she asked her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate herself sighed as she watched things on the bridge. She knew she would have to get in on the act at some point so she may as well help out as well. "Captain if I may offer my support for this as well?' she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 06:09:56</strong>
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				Hayate leaned back into her chair. "Yes Signum extend the invitation to captain Black for the meeting as soon as we reach the planet's "Air Space" if you will." she then smiled as she heard Fate's question "Of course Fate-chan" she grinned broadly as she said this. <br><br>"Captain We are being requested to fall into formation with the Musashi and being given the warp co-ordinates" The communications officer called. Hayate smiled and called "Alright Vice fall into formation alongside the Musashi and prepare for warp" The hlemsman Vice nodded with a grin as he pulled the Heavy Cruiser alongside the giant battleship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 17:39:06</strong>
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				"Good Afternoon, Lt. Nakajima" Jeremy stated. He couldn't help but smile seeing her positively glowing like she was. The Uniform jacket was not lost on him either, but it wasn't his place to say anything. A part of him did feel happy for the Lt. The Lt fell in step with Captain Black as they made their way to the Bridge. perhaps it was due to the Lightened Gravity, but The Lt. seemed to float across the deck. Jeremy simply kept his mind on the matter at hand as he walked with his hands clasped behind his back. <br><br>On the Bridge, Amelia was waiting on Jeremy. "Well, our business has been concluded, Captain Black. I'll be taking the Pirates and evidence with me to present to the Council. I think it would be best that you make you and your ship scarce for the Time being. We'll get in Touch with Hayate of the Belka when we need to find you." Amelia explained. Like Ginga, Amelia was glowing as well. there was a twinkle in her eye that wasn't there before. "Yes, Admiral." Jeremy stated. "I know you will take care of your crew Captain. I taught you that much at least" Amelia said with a smile as she stole a glance to Ginga at her station. "Yes, Admiral. I did learn from the best." He stated. "You can be such a flatterer, Captain Cyclops" She teased. Which caused Jeremy's cheeks to flush. He wasn't trying to flatter Amelia. He honest thought he learned a great deal as her XO. He let out a nervous cough which had Amelia laughing. "You always been so uptight. Relax Captain." Amelia continued before straightening up and taking on serious airs. "Fair winds and calm seas...Captain Cyclops" She finished with a wink. Though the Wink was for Lt. Nakajima. With that the View screen winked off as the Arizona and her escort pulled away and maneuvered for Warp. <br><br>"Status Report." Jeremy barked out. Returning the Atmosphere in the Room back to a professional Vibe. Though now that the Corporate Worm cromwell was out of the Picture, The Tension wasn't there anymore. Particularly by the Female members of the bridge crew. "Sir, The Belka has taken formation 400 yards on our Port side. We have the Gamalion War Wagon at 500 yards on our Starboard." Came the Report. "Acknowledged, Helm Take us out of the Debris field. Once clear execute a warp back to Ælphera" Jeremy ordered as he moved to take his seat at his station. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 00:11:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at the Admiral from where she had taken her seat at the Radar operations on the bridge of the Musashi. As she sat there Ginga typed a fairwell message for the Admiral and then keyed it to her personal com. <em>"I'm looking forward to our next time together lover mine."</em><em></em> the message read before Ginga sent it off to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum blushed a bit more seeing the eager look in Hayate's eyes before she walked over to the communications. "Lieutentant Griffith can you open a channel the Musashi." she said to the dark haired man sitting the consol.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate grumbled a bit as she left the bridge to prepare to recive the Captain and any guests he might be bringing with him. Hayate was a slave driver but she got resualts and she was a generally nice person to be around. As she walked down the corridors of the ship Fate typed a text message in her personal com. <em>"Sorry I can't make it back lover. I've got extended duty it seems. Watch over our little girl for me and tell mom not to worry I'm fine. Also tell my brother his baby sister is handling her first assignment well.&nbsp; Well see you later. All my lov, Fate."</em><em></em> she finished typing before sending the message off. It would reach it's destination soon enough on the Alliance world of Mid-Childa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 14:19:33</strong>
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				Griffith nodded at Signum as she ordered him to open a line to the Musashi. "Musashi this is EDF heavy cruiser Belka. our XO has a message for you" he was quick and efficiant in his duties.<br><br>Hayate herself couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips. She was certainly looking forward to this. She rose from her seat and exited the bridge leaving the ships care in the hands of Vice the Helmsman of the vessle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 22:34:12</strong>
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				Amelia couldn't help but smile when she saw the personal Message from the Lt. Making sure no one was looking, she quickly typed; "Till we meet again, My Precious Lt. XOXO". Amelia then leaned back in her chair as she crossed her legs. Still savoring the tingling feeling from her encounter with the Musashi's Radar Operator. "Ma'am. We are position to warp." The Helmsman called. "Very Good, Warp back to Earth." Amelia barked. The Arizona and her Escort then disappeared into Warp space. <br><br>The Musashi and Belka made their way out of the Debris field and into clear space. "Sir, We are receiving Communications from the Belka." The Comms Ensign reported. "Very Well, Put it on screen." Jeremy ordered as he looked up at the Viewer just above the Windscreen. Soon the Image of a Young Woman appeared. "This is Captain Jeremy Black of the Musashi. Go Ahead with your Message." He stated respectfully.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 23:40:18</strong>
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				Wade had grown bored watching the engineers work and he went back to the ready room. Poking his head in he glanced about to see if any of his guys were in. Seeing only Misa laying on the couch he waves, "Welcome to the Musashi and thanks for that bit of cover earlier...."<br><br>Heading over to his own box he picks up the paperwork that has been stuffed in. Wade hated going through reports and usually left them for as long as he could. Now with nothing else to do he plopped down in a seat and began going through the papers. His mind drifts back to the incident earlier, the engineers had chalked it up to too many flights without time to properly do any maintenance afterwards. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 06:55:54</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked up from her book and over at Wade. "No problem. I'll fly cover for anyone willing to jump into a fighter and ride fire. Though you do have some balls pulling a stunt like that." she said with a smile his way. When he sat back to do the paperwork that he needed to do as squad leader misa got herself up off the couch and walked over to him. "Want a hand? I've done these bloody things so many times I can do them in my sleep." she said to him.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she looked at the return message. She kissed the screen where the 'X's and 'O's were before closing it down and focusing her job as the Musashi's RADAR operator. "Captain we are clear of the debris field and can jump anytime we wish." she said to him as the screen opened revealing a rather attractive young woman.<br><br>&nbsp;As the screen came up Signum smiled at Jeremy. "Greetings Captain Black. I am Commander Signum Wolkenritter First officer aboard the EDF heavy Crusier Belka. My Captain, Hayate Yagami wishes to extend to you an invitation to meet with and discuss plans on how to handle the current situation. YOu may bring over how many you like, but please keep it to a reasonable number. We will also be providing dinner as well." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 17:20:44</strong>
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				Captain Black nodded in approval to his Radar Officer. "Very good, Lt. Nakajima" Turning his Attention back to to the Belka's First officer. He returned her warm smile and gave a slight bow in acknowledgement of the invitation. "Please Tell your Captain, I'll would be Honored to Join you all on board the Belka. I may have three guests with me. I will also bring copies of the Ship's logs covering the initial incident for Captain Yagami to look over." Jeremy stated. Figuring it would best to get everything out into the open as soon as possible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 02:09:14</strong>
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				Wade chuckles, "It seemed like a good idea at the time....Though my ribs are paying me back for it. I think Wedge will have to take over for me for a mission or two. If I try and go out the doc will probably kill me."<br><br>Looking back to the paperwork he sighs and dumps them into another chair, "God I hate these things.... Lead great men into the face of danger....And get stuck with the paperwork afterwards. Funny how they never tell you about the paperwork when they bring you in. Like how they never tell you about all the cleaning when one gets recruited. I would enjoy the help thank you...."<br><br>He starts for the top sheet when he remembers something and turns back to Misa, "If my guys get a little crude don't hurt them to much. They're a spirited bunch, that like to joke around. Oh and we have the greatest cook ever on board so the food is great here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 16:51:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa laughed a bit seeing the hotshot pilot groan in pain complaining about the pain in his ribs. "Hey at least you are alive to brag about to nurses in sickbay and some TLC from them for being the hero who saved the Musashi!" she said before settling into the chair on otherside of the battle and began to help him fill out the reports. "Besides if I help you it's stops me from being bored." she said begining to fill out the report as Wade continued to talk.&nbsp; She looked up at him with a grin. "So long as your boys keep thier hands to themselves when told to and go easy on Tomoe I don't see that being a problem, as my girls will probably throw it right back at them. As for the cook and the food I've come to know the military line of law. Paragragh 47, Subsection 19, Claus 9a. You can find it in the index under SUAEI." she said with a grin.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to the Captain as he stated about her report. She sat back a smug smile on her face still wrapped in the Admiral's uniform jacket savoring the sweet feelings she had. More than likely a number of nights for awhile from now will be spent with Ginga fingering herself to orgasm over it, a fate she smirked about.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum nodded her head. "Alright will do Captain I will tell our ship's cook to expect dinner for three then. Belka out." she said as the communications officer, Lt Griffith closed down the link between the two ships as they oriented for hyperspace jump.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 20:11:03</strong>
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				Telaliel quietly followed the captain to his position on the ship again, still trying to study everything that they walked past, being vaguely frustrated by the inability to read the signs or the computer interfaces.&nbsp; She was at least starting understand their color coding, finally.&nbsp; Blues and greens were good, yellows and reds seemed to indicate hazards.&nbsp; As for their iconography...that would take still more time to puzzle out.&nbsp; But there were some things that didn't seem to change from one race to another.&nbsp; Never enough room on ships, interesting things packed everywhere, and the things a life in uniform did to the body.&nbsp; She had to admit to herself, at least, she wasn't terribly upset following the captain around through the narrow passages and such.&nbsp; Something was to be said for a man that was a master of men and women, self controlled, confident, and made such look as if it were simply natural.&nbsp; A niggling voice in her head added that a tight rear was not a downside either.<br><br>Listening the commentary on the bridge, her ears twitched and turned slightly as she focused on different conversations, even while watching the screen with the captain.&nbsp; A very slight touch of amusement played over her face as she observed the expression of the radar officer (whatever that meant).&nbsp; At least they still held certain passions, she noted, however so...subdued they might be.&nbsp; The briefest flicker of a smile crossed her lips as her attention turned back to the conversation and the invitation to dinner.&nbsp; Such should prove an...interesting adventure, though she could certainly do to eat sooner than later.&nbsp; Her augments were notorious for increased metabolism and it had been some time since she'd intentionally gone this long without at least a ration fruit.&nbsp; Since the survival courses at the 'thopter academy, most likely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 01:30:48</strong>
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				As the Link was closed, Jeremy removed his cap and ran his fingers through his hair. Combing it back before he check his watch. It was getting that late already!? It was just before Noon, according to the Ship's Chronometer when they received the Distress signal of the Hyperion's survivors, and now it was nearing Ten at Night. He let out a soft sigh before he turned to the Princess. "My sincerest apologies for taking so long in concluding this troublesome business, Your Majesty. Also, I hope you do not mind if I bring you along with me to meet with the Belkan Captain. I believe She will want to meet you. Though in the mean time..." He said. A thought came to mind. Since She was virtually human. That pretty much answered the question about compatibility with food. Walking back to his station, he punched up the Kitchen. "This is Moira, What can I do for you? Oh, Captain! How are you doing this late at night?" She said cheerfully. Moira was a healthy sized woman that loved to cook. She also had a motherly disposition and allowed others to confess their problems to her. There were also rumors going around the ship that Moira sleeps in the kitchen as that is the only place anybody ever seems to find her. "I am fine, I was hoping you would be willing to make one of those Chilled fruit treat you are famous for." Jeremy stated. "A smoothie? I am surprised Captain. You never drink smoothies." Moira said with a Cheshire cat grin. "It is not for me, It is for our guest." He explained. "Oh!? Then I'll make sure it is the best one I ever made. I'll bring it to the bridge right away." She said proudly before cutting the connect. <br><br>Jeremy approached the princess and gave a slight bow. "If you wish, Your Majesty, you may sit here." He said, indicating his chair. "The "smoothie" That Moira was talking about is a drink made from blending various fruits and ice. I am told it is very delicious." He explained. "Captain, Sir. We are in position to warp." The Helmsman called. "What about the War Wagon?" Jeremy asked turning from the Princess to tend to his duties. "Confirmed, Computer system and Engines upon war wagon are ready. Cruiser Belka reports ready to warp as well." The Helmsman reported. "Very Good, Execute Warp upon my command." Jeremy ordered. As the command was waited, the door to the Bridge hissed open as Moira stepped on with the promised treat. Walking up to the Princess, she smiles as she hands the tall cup over. It was sealed with a special lid and straw so that in case it was dropped or loss of gravity, the Contents won't spill. "here you go, Sweetie.&nbsp; I hope you enjoy it." Moira stated happily before she made her way off the bridge. "Execute Warp!" Jeremy ordered. The Titanic engines surged as the ships entered warp. Their Destination, Ælphera.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 08:25:55</strong>
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				Telaliel only partially paid attention to the conversation between the captain and his cook, letting her attention wander distractedly over the rest of the bridge for a moment, though she smiles perhaps a touch at his explanation as to who the food is for and the cooks response.&nbsp; Her frustration with not being able to read the text was becoming bothersome, though.&nbsp; On an 'thopter, she could read all the displays by instinct, but here...she could make guesses about most of the stations and what it was they did, but when it came down to the specifics of each terminal, the readouts and buttons, she was lost.&nbsp; She was used to being one of the more intelligent ones around and being in command to one degree or another, yet now she could not even read, was uncertain about how much she understood and didn't even know where to begin otherwise.<br><br>She blushes slightly at his approach and bow as he indicates the seat.&nbsp; It didn't take much inference to figure out what the intent of the chair was.&nbsp; It was in the center, slightly more comfortable than others, provided a commanding view and lacked the massive layout of interfaces the others had before them.&nbsp; She blinks slightly and very carefully sits, avoiding the buttons on either side carefully and listening to the explanation of the food.&nbsp; "I...see.&nbsp; An intriguing idea, fruit and ice...I admit to being rather hungry and curious as to your food.&nbsp; We are rather fond of fruits on Ælphera, though I doubt that our fruits are much like the ones on your world.&nbsp; There are some fruits served similar to how you describe, though we usually freeze the fruit itself.&nbsp; It's something of a game for the younger ones, if they can eat it before it thaws.&nbsp; The flavor is best while frozen as thawed and exposed to air it becomes rather more bitter.&nbsp; The older ones tend to eat it so that it begins sweet and works slowly towards bitter, with the last few bites becoming quite sour."<br><br>She smiles at the approach of the woman, nodding slightly and accepting the cup with a momentary, curious look as she investigates the lid and straw mechanism.&nbsp; She makes a few attempts first at squeezing, then pressing in a few places before sighing and looking to the captain, "how, pray tell, do you work this?&nbsp; The interface is...non-intuitive."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 22:25:46</strong>
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				"There are certain cultures on Earth that have similar customs. I believe the Japanese, have a custom involving a Chilled Watermelon. Though, I am not completely familiar with that." Jeremy explains. Seeing that the Princess was having trouble with the drink, he nods when she asks for a explanation in the working of the Container. "Of Course, Your majesty. May I?" He ask as he holds his hand out for the drink. Taking it he points the the tip of the Straw. On the inside surface, a much smaller straw looking thing could be seen. The opening roughly the size of a pinhole. "The straw works on suction. When You suck on the tip, the vacuum you create in your mouth cause a Diaphragm valve to open in the lid. Thus allowing the Contents to flow up the straw. The Purpose for this is so that if the Cup is knocked over or Gravity is lost. The contents does not escape the container. When you stop sucking, It cause the Diaphragm in the lid to close, drawing the contents of the straw back down into the container as well as expelling any obstructions out of the Vacuum tube." He explained. Jeremy quickly realized that he may have over answered the princess's Question. His cheeks took a bit of a flush in embarrassment. "To simplify, just suck on the end of the straw and the contents will come up." He clarified. "In the Ship's Galley, Food and drink are consumed normally, but any liquid drinks or Food must in such a container outside the Galley. The only other place that Food and drink may be consumed normally outside the Galley is in Your Stateroom, Your majesty." Jeremy explains as he hands back the Container to the Princess. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 06:57:55</strong>
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				Telaliel brightens visibly after his explanation, "such a simple, yet elegant solution to the problem!"&nbsp; She accepts the drink back and takes a long pull at it, then pauses to look at the cup curiously a moment.&nbsp; "Your fruits are rather similar to ours, save perhaps a bit more...sour, I think.&nbsp; Or maybe not quite as sweet..."&nbsp; She takes another long pull, considering it for a long moment then twitches slightly, one eye squinting.&nbsp; "A rather...sudden headache."&nbsp; She looks to the cup, considering for a moment as the headache slowly cleared.<br><br>"I will have to keep that in mind.&nbsp; This will help to curb my hunger, at least, for a time.&nbsp; Until we can dine with the others, at least.&nbsp; I admit to being quite curious about the rest of your diet.&nbsp; That we were able to identify one comparable food so quickly is reassuring that other foods will be palatable as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 19:37:50</strong>
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				Jeremy nods to the princess as she speaks. "yes, when one consumes too much of a Frozen drink too quickly a Headache is the general result. It is good to see that our palates are similar enough that we can share food. It will make things a bit easier when we return to your world, Your Highness. I don't believe the Warp will take very long. We were not far from your system to begin with." Jeremy explains before he walked around checking on his Crew members. Ensuring everyone is alright. <br><br>The Warp took about an hour to complete. Just in front of the Bow, Ælphera shone as a tiny blue dot. Due to hazards of Warp travel. Being that is a mis jump occurs and mini black hole is formed. So as a precaution, Ships were generally not allowed to execute a warp near a population. Though, often in emergencies these protocols were bushed aside. "Comms, rise the Belka." Jeremy Ordered. "Right away, Captain." The Comms tech replied. Almost instantly, the Belka replies. Jeremy was as the Screen flicked to life as Person on the other end came into view. "Greetings, Commander Wolkenri-...." Jeremy stopped himself as he didn't recognized the person on the screen. He recognized the insignias upon his shoulders as Lt. Bars. He mentioned that the Commander was helping the Captain in preparations for their Arrival. To which Jeremy nodded in understanding. "Princess Telaliel Moondream and I will shuttle over in one hour. Along with her Bodyguard. Giving the both of us time for last minute preparations.&nbsp; I have a request, though . Would it be possible to lower your ship's Gravity by 15%. It will match the Gravity upon Ælphera, Thus allowing my Guests to be more Comfortable?" Jeremy asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 22:21:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;As the screen Rez up it wasn't Commander Wolkenritter who was on the recving end but rather Lieutenant Griffith who answered for her. "I'm sorry Captain but Commander Wolkenritter is indisposed at the moment with preperations for the up coming dinner. However I will notify her and Captain Yagami of the changes in the ship's gravity for our guests coming aboard." he said to him with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 04:10:04</strong>
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				"Thank you Lieutenant. I am sure Her Highness and her bodyguard would be most appreciative." Jeremy stated as the screen faded out. Turning towards the Princess. Jeremy adjusted his jacket a bit. "If you would like, Your Highness. I can escort you back to your room to freshen up before we head over to the Belka." He offered. <br><br>Approximately an hour later, Jeremy was sitting in the passenger compartment of the Musashi's shuttle. With him was Princess Telaliel and her bodyguard. Jeremy was fresh from a shower and a shave. Also he was wearing his Dress Uniform. Though not as complete as his Full Dress. It was better than his normal duty uniform, and it would show respect to the Captain of the Belka. He wasn't very talkative as he was deep in thought about how to reorganize his Command structure. With Maria Berlini gone, He no longer had an Executive officer to over see the ship in his absence. While he trusted his crew, he would feel better knowing that there was someone in charge while he was off the ship. <br><br>"EDF Cruiser Belka, This is Shuttle 2-3 carrying VIP Guest. Her Royal Highness, Princess Telaliel Moondream of the Planet Ælphera, as well as Captain Jeremy Black of Lazarus Corporation Battleship Musashi. We request permission to land." The Pilot of the SHuttle carrying the guests radioed as it approached the Belka. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 04:59:36</strong>
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				As Jeremy made his request for landing the voice of lieutenant Griffith came back over the com in response "This is the Belka you have permission to land captain" he was speaking in a professional tone so as not to offend the Musashi's captain. The heavy cruiser loomed over the small shuttle as it approached. The Belka was painted a dark green color and had a strange insignia on it's side. The insignia on the ship's side was a very unique design one that the princess would more than likely have never seen in fact it was likely that Jeremy hadn't either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 23:24:58</strong>
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				The princess nods to the captain after finishing her snack.&nbsp; "Thank you captain, such would be much appreciated.&nbsp; I haven't had much time to refresh myself since the ah...atmospheric exercises earlier.&nbsp; Some time to clean up and such would be appreciated."&nbsp; With that she accepts his escort to the state room and instruction in the various sundries of their alien systems.<br><br>An hour later she emerged from the state room looking much refreshed from earlier, her outfit subtly changed, the color no longer white but softer blue and the cuts of the fabric changed.&nbsp; She simply nods and gestures for her guardian to follow as the captain escorts them to the shuttle.&nbsp; It did not take the most observant person to notice that the captain's mind was occupied on important matters.&nbsp; She allowed him his silent brooding for most of the trip, waiting until the pilot began his exchange with the other ship to lightly touch his shoulder and murmuring softly, "what is it that bothers you so, captain?&nbsp; You seem...distracted."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 16:08:49</strong>
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				The Shuttle approached the Heavy cruiser as it angled for Landing. Jeremy looked up as he felt the soft touch of the Princess upon his shoulder. It seemed that he only just now noticed that she freshened up and the change in her clothes. His mind being so preoccupied before hand. His single eye blinked as in his mind, the thoughts seemed to dissipate and the word "Beautiful" took center stage. When she asked if something was wrong, he gave her soft smile. "I appreciate your concern your Majesty. It is just me being a worry wort. With My executive Officer having returned home. I am left with a spot on my command staff I need to fill." He said with a small sigh. "On our ships, the command structure is set up so that there always someone to step up and take command should the Captain, Executive Officer, etc. be removed. So right now, I have to think on whom I should appoint as my Second in command." Jeremy explained. "My apologies if I worried you, Your Highness, and Thank you for your concern." He concluded with a smile before looking out the window at the Musashi. It was a bit sad to think about it, but the Musashi was his home. He Literally had no where else to go other than his Ship. <br><br>As the shuttle closed with the Landing bay, It gave Jeremy a view of the emblem on the side of the Belka. His eye narrowed as he didn't recognize the emblem. It wasn't the usual one for the EDF. Another item to add to his growing list of concerns. The Shuttle made one last correction before it landed. touching down softly on its skids. The Bay Door closing behind. The Three Passengers disembarked and stood upon the deck. Jeremy's singular eye scanning around looking for Captain Yagami to greet them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 01:29:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;As they came down the boarding ramp they were greeted by the sight of Commander Signum Wolkenritter. However the biggest difference between when Jeremy had seen her on the bridge of the Belka and now was that she was wearing a full length red japanese kimono. "Greetings and welcome to the Belka. I am Commander Signum Wolkenritter, my Captain wishes to extend to you her sinceriest apologies for not being here to greet you properly. There was a problem in the reactor that required her immedite attention and authorization to fix. She should be meeting us in the dining hall if she isn't there by now." she said bowing before them. When she returned to her full height she looked at them. "If you will follow me Hayate-dono has prepared a meal for you." she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 16:44:48</strong>
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				Jeremy focused on the The Woman that approached in a fancy red kimono with what looked like Gold "Wheat" pattern stitched in around the hem and sleeves. He recognized her as Commander Wolkenritter. Jeremy was a bit put off by the fact that the Captain wasn't there to great the Princess in Person, but hearing they were having a reactor issue was more than a good reason for being absent in Jeremy's book. He gave the Commander a quick nod stating he understood. "Captain Jeremy Black Lazarus Corporation Battleship Musashi. Requesting permission to come aboard." He asked before taking a step. It was a Maritime tradition that when a Visitor comes aboard another ship. They ask permission to board. It showed Respect to the Ship as well as its Master.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>On the Planet Ælphera, King Ferinand paced in his throne Room. It had been hours since his Daughter disappeared with the Aliens as they made a rather flashy exit. It had many of the citizenry asking questions as to why. Next to him, his wife, Queen Minerva sat on her throne trying to hold back tears of worry.&nbsp; the two of them feared they have lost their only child. Kidnapped by Aliens for Gods knew what. The worst part about it was the complete helplessness he felt. He was her father. He swore to protect her when she was born, and yet there was absolutely nothing he could do for her. <br><br>He continued to pace, racking his mind as to his options, but coming up with absolutely none. Suddenly the doors burst open to the throne room and a Messenger came barging in. "Your Majesties, Your Majesties!" the Messenger shouted as he sprinted. It was evident that he ran the entire way. Coming to the foot of the stairs that led up to the throne. He Panted, gasped and Wheezed. "Out with it, Messenger! What is it?" The King bellowed. The Queen stood up and placed a gentle hand upon her husband. She looked so tiny and frail when compared to her husband. Her Hair was the same color as her daughter's. Pulled back into a long braid. Her dress was more flowy and seemed to be made of a light material that both hid her figure, but showed how beautiful she was. her voice soft and gentle, yet when she spoke. She commanded attention of all within earshot. "Calm yourself My King. The poor man is obviously winded. Fetch him some water, Immediately." She demanded. A servant in the corner dashed off as the Messenger tried to get his message out. "Detected.....Energy...(Gasp).....Like before...(Wheeze)" He tried only to be silenced by the Queen coming to him. He Collapsed into a kneeling position. <br><br>The Servant came back with a tall glass which the queen took and gave to the Messenger. "now drink this, and catch your breath." The Messenger gulped it down and took several deep breaths. "Your Majesties. We detected an Energy spike. It was similar to what was detected at the First encounter." He finally was to relay his message. The King and Queen looked at him. "Is it the same energy signature as before?" He asked. "Possible. However, there are two others with it, that we have not encountered before." He swallowed. The King's face went Pale. Turning to his Queen he was going to asked that she be taken into protective hiding again, but she cut him off this time. "No, I will not cower below the ground. If these Aliens absconded with our daughter, I want to be here to see them. I will demand the return of our Little Tela." She growled. Showing a ferocity of a mother bear.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 00:09:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum smiled as she nodded her to Jeramy. "Permission to come aboard granted Captain. You and your guests are now under our protection. You need not fear here. For while under our roof your safty is our top concern." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-08-2012, 19:08:03</strong>
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				"Thank you Commander for you and your Captain Generous hospitality." Jeremy stated as he, the Princess and the Knight fell in with the commander. As they traversed the corridors. Jeremy's single eye scanned his surroundings. The sailors were all in standard EDF uniforms and it brought back memories of Jeremy's time in the EDF. He had to suppress a chuckle though. The multiple looks of surprise were amusing and expected considering the Princess's escort was in a full suit of Armor. Soon, They reached a room and the Commander opened the door for them. Jeremy turned towards the Princess and with a slight bow spoke. "Ladies first." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-08-2012, 23:38:22</strong>
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				Jeremy and the princess would be surprised by the room they've just fallowed Signum into. It was as though they had stepped out of the metal halls of the ship and into a small garden like area on a terrestrial planet. The floor was composed of dirt, there were bamboo shoots growing around the room, there was a pond with a small bamboo device that would tilt making a soft thudding sound when one side of it filled with water before it reset itself, there seemed to be blue sky and bright sunlight. this Jeremy would be able to figure was artificial.&nbsp; There was also soft flute music playing through the air.&nbsp; to put it simply if one understood the cultures of earth they would realize that they had stepped into a traditional japanese tea garden.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 00:05:29</strong>
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				Telaliel follows the captain through the corridors, noting the slight differences between the ship they had been on and the ship that they were on now.&nbsp; Now that she was somewhat adjusted to the technology of these people things were beginning to make more sense.&nbsp; Of course, the room that they enter makes no sense at all after everything else.<br><br>She pauses at the door, looking around the new room carefully before being gently pulled aside by the guardian so she may enter first, slowly looking over the room in detail before allowing her charge to follow her in.&nbsp; The princess stops a few strides into the room to feel the floor, blinking at the sensation of it.&nbsp; To those without a translator, her speech is simply alien, though flowing, almost poetic in a way.&nbsp; To those with translators, she says, "intriguing!&nbsp; I had come to think that all of your vessels were simply metal on metal, endless corridors of such with occasional glass or plastic.&nbsp; To find something like this in the middle of such!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 01:08:27</strong>
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				The Princess wasn't the only one surprised by the room. Jeremy was not expecting such a display. It was almost as if they were stepping into a completely different world than that of an EDF Heavy Cruiser. Though, thinking back on it later. He would recall proposals being presented by Mental Health specialists that a sizable room on board ship should be dedicated to sensory relaxation. That the constant reminder of being on a artificial ship in the middle of space was Mentally taxing and led to many stress induced incidents. Before, the ship's crew would simply "Decorate" one of the ship's observational decks with some ambient lighting and potted plants that they would take care off, but this was far above and beyond anything Jeremy had expected coming aboard the Belka. It made him wonder more about this particular ship and set his nerves a bit on edge. <br><br>He followed behind the Guardian and the Princess and looked about the room as well. He felt his feet sink a bit in the soft soil as the door was closed behind him. He remained quiet at first until Princess Telaliel made her observation. He let a slow breath out of his nose. "From my experience all EDF ships are just Metal, Glass and Plastic. Course it has been a number of years since I was last in the service." Jeremy whispered to the princess. Turning to the Commander, Jeremy hands her a small grey box containing a several devices that look like bluetooth ear pieces. "These are Translators programmed on board the Musashi from First contact and analyzing the Language of the Ælpheran." He explained. Then he pulled out a data disc from his pocket. "This is also all the records pertaining to the incident." He stated as he handed it over to the Commander to do with as Their protocol dictate.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 01:23:04</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum nodded her head as she extended a hand from beneath the long sleeved kimono she was wearing and accepted the disk and the bluetooth from him. "Arigato Jeramy-san." she said bowing while using a langague of old Earth known as Japanese, the translator that the princess wore would let her know what languge was being used and it would translate it for her. As she led them deeper into the chamber across a small bridege there seemed to be a structure built of bamboo and rice paper.&nbsp; Signum smiled as she stepped up onto the raised landing her feet sliding out of the sandles she wore before turning to the group. "It is customary for those entering the Damiayo's home to remove their shoes unless you were a visting dignitary." she said to them as she offered the princess a smile..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 19:53:14</strong>
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				The princess seems enraptured by the room as they walk toward the small structure, looking as if she's trying to see everything at once.&nbsp; She pauses for a moment at the bridge to whisper to Jeremy, "is this how it is on Terra?&nbsp; Your ships are so...at odds with your world."&nbsp; She smiles to him and shrugs a touch before following the woman in the kimono to the building.&nbsp; She nods at the invitation to remove shoes, then she shifts her feet a bit under the dress, stepping into the soft turf barefoot with a smile.&nbsp; A moment later she bends down and sets aside a rather strappy pair of sandels that much reach to mid calf almost, and sets them with the other shoes.&nbsp; Even as she's leaning away from them, the straps of the shoes shift and move of their own, partly weaving into one another to leave the shoes looking like a Celtic knot-work vase.&nbsp; <br><br>She nods to the woman and steps aside to allow Jeremy to remove his shoes, "if such is your tradition, then I shall indulge it.&nbsp; I suspect that it will be important for our peoples to understand one another in the coming days, and I would rather set precedence of agreeing to your traditions when on your ships now than try to deal with such later."&nbsp; She gestures to her guardian in the full plate armor, looking wearily at the row of shoes, "my guard, however, may have some difficulties with removing her boots as they are integral to the functionality of the armor.&nbsp; To remove them would likely require removing most of the armor and leave her in...very little, as I recall."&nbsp; She smiles demurely and waits for the other two to decide how they want to deal with such.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 20:37:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum smiled as she nodded her head. "That is fine princess. Part of the ancient customs was for one's bodyguard to sit outside the Daimiyo's residence while the Daimiyo host the party in full view of the garden. So if your attendent wishes she may keep her dignity and sit in the yard&nbsp; or on the porch while we dine. She will of course be served as well." Signum said with a polite and sincere smile. Hayate may have had interesting tastes at times but even she wasn't so brazen as to ignore diplomatic relations for the sake of them.<br><br>&nbsp;Though an idea also occured to her. "However Princess if you like we have some clothing that would fit your bodyguard to spare her dignity and that she may join you in the dining hall as well?" Signum offered to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 23:07:48</strong>
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				Up on the bridge of the Belka the staff were all examining their instruments after the warp to the space around the planet. The radar officer was a young woman with pale blue almost silver hair that went to her waist and bright blue eyes. She had a very childish appearance and she wasn't very tall. "Lt. Rein do you see anything on radar" Griffith asked the girl. "Nothing aside from the war wagon, Musashi, us, and a few satelites desu" the childish girl responded.<br><br>"Ano....all tools are reading propperly over here" a young looking girl with short pink hair and blue eyes stated sofly. "Good to hear Lt.Caro" Vice the Helmsman called to the young looking girl she was the chief science officer aboard the Belka. Over at the weapons station the chief gunner Vita walkenrieter made a quick "everythings good here"&nbsp; Griffith noted that his station worked propperly as well. <br><br>Down in the messhall of the ship another young girl this one with orange hair and blue eyes was watching some of the other crew members eat she wasn't eating herself but she wasn't terribly hungry anyway. "Not going to eat anything Teana?" came a deep voice "Ah Zafira-san...no i'm not hungry" she responded to the tall well built man with white hair. the girl was the second in command of the ships security force while the man was in charge of the ships built in bar/lounge.<br><br>In the rice paper structured building in the tea garden the captain of the ship sat wearing the traditional clothing of a japanes daimyo. She was sitting playing a reed flute with her eyes closed. She had short brown hair with a criscrossing designed band over a small portion of her bangs on the left side of her head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 02:22:06</strong>
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				Jeremy accompanied Princess Telaliel and the others across the room. It certainly felt like one was outside and no longer on board a warship. Even though it was such a relaxing atmosphere, Jeremy still was on guard. This ran against what he knew should be on a Warship. As they crossed the bridge. He turned to the princess when She asked if this is what their planet looked like. "This is what our world <em>used</em> to look like, and hopefully will look like again someday. Our world is still recovering from the devastation of the Gamalon's planet bombs from Fifty Earth years ago." He explained returning the Princess's smile with a hopeful one of his own. Soon, they approached a wooden structure that looked like something out of an old Samurai movie.<br><br>The Commander informed Them that it was customary to remove one's shoes before entering the Daimyo's residence. "They are certainly playing this the fullest." Jeremy thought. There was no hostility to his musings, mostly curiosity. Though, now he understood why Admiral Burnside had the Belka as one of her escorts. She did always like "Interesting" things and people, and so far the Belka and her command staff could be easily classified as "Interesting." Just outside the Building, Jeremy thought he could hear a soft flute playing. His brows knitted a moment as he listened. He turned when he heard some shuffling next to him and saw the Princess remove her shoes. Watching with some amazement as the straps seem to gather themselves out of the way. He nodded appreciatively when she speak of honoring the traditions on their ships. "I Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. Our world, Terra, Earth, has many cultures. This is but one of the Many." He explained before he sat down on the porch an undone the laces on his dress shoes. Revealing that he wore the standard black cotton socks that was expected. <br><br>Once everyone was set, they entered the room where Captain Yagami was waiting for everyone. Jeremy's Eyebrow arched a bit seeing her costume. "Certainly playing it up." He thought with some amusement. They were shown across the Tatami Mat floor to where Cushions were set out for everyone. Jeremy had to sit cross legged as he knew he wouldn't be able to sit on his knees very long. "Thank you very much for your Invitation, Captain Yagami." He said as he removed his Cap, and took a moment to adjust his eye patch to conceal his scarring as much as possible. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 03:38:20</strong>
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				Wade chuckles, "Nah the nurses have learned all my old tricks already. Plus while I like the idea of TLC, I don't want them to worry about me. It takes a pilot to know a pilot anymore. Then again I don't think any of them would be able to stand coming up second to my fighter..."<br><br>Finishing a report he sits it aside on the finished pile, "So did you choose all your pilot's yourself as well? I must say you do some pretty impressive flying... All ours in the Crimson Lance are heavily modified so the G's are more apparent."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 03:53:57</strong>
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				As her guests entered Hayate continued to play the last notes of the song she had been playing. The notes trilled through the air with a melodic grace before fading into nothing. She then lowered the reed flute and smiled at Jeremy and the princess. "It is my honor to have you aboard our vessel Captain Black. I apologize for not being able to meet you at the landing but as I'm sure Signum has already informed you there was some trouble with the warp coils after we arrived here and I had to see to that personally" she then bowed so that her hands were on the floor and her forhead lightly touched her hands "I again sincerely apologize for that" after apologizing she rose back into a sitting position. "Dinner should be brought to us shortly I hope you don't mind a few more minutes"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 20:01:38</strong>
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				"No apology needed. I completely understand how urgent a matter it was, so there is no fault upon your part, Captain" Jeremy stated, a bit uncomfortable with the bowing Gesture. Not being of East Asian descent. He isn't used to the customs such as bowing. "Has the Situation been Corrected? Would you like assistance from The Musashi's Engineers? They were personally Trained by Lazarus Heavy Industries division." He offers. It was a very known fact that it is Lazarus Corporation's Heavy Industries division that manufactures all the Wave Motion engines for the EDF. <br><br>After a moment, Things finally settle down enough that Jeremy could make a proper introduction of his Guest. "This is her Royal Highness, Princess Telaliel Moondream of the Planet Ælphera" He states Motioning to the Woman next to him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 20:12:29</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg6794277#msg6794277">Quote from: Sasquatch421 on 22-08-2012, 03:38:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Wade chuckles, "Nah the nurses have learned all my old tricks already. Plus while I like the idea of TLC, I don't want them to worry about me. It takes a pilot to know a pilot anymore. Then again I don't think any of them would be able to stand coming up second to my fighter..."<br><br>Finishing a report he sits it aside on the finished pile, "So did you choose all your pilot's yourself as well? I must say you do some pretty impressive flying... All ours in the Crimson Lance are heavily modified so the G's are more apparent."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to Wade talk as they filled out reports. "I'm sure they have heard all the talk as well." she said with a grin. "As for your question, yeah I picked every last one of my pilots and every last one of them was a second chance pilot so to speak, kinda like me really." she said with a bit of a melencholic tone to her voice. "Kami I haven't thought about that in years." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 01:34:20</strong>
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				The princess smiles and nods slightly at the introduction, waiting until the captain had a translator of her own in place before speaking.&nbsp; "Good evening to you, captain.&nbsp; I admit to being impressed with your ship and its people from the little that I have seen of it, and the music which you played is quite lovely.&nbsp; And thank you for the opportunity to hear such and for your invitation to share a meal with you.&nbsp; May you and your ship be blessed by all the gods of your choosing."<br><br>She takes a note of how the captain is sitting and carefully lowers herself to a similar pose, her lithe form moving fluidly as she does so.&nbsp; "I am hopeful that our peoples can work together closely.&nbsp; The opportunity to learn from your people is one that cannot be ignored, as I'm sure that there are items that you can learn from us in turn.&nbsp; At the moment, though, I fear our concern will simply be surviving whatever it is that may come."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 03:26:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hayate smiled as Jeremy showed his concern over their engine issues and the likes. "No it's no&nbsp; problem now Captain Black I thank you for your concern and offer of aid. I assure you that our engeneer's have it all under controll now" She then turned to the princess as she shifted into a similar position to her own and spoke of her piece. "You are most welcome princess and I must say it is an honor to meet you as well. I too hope that we can all get along well." She then bowed to the princess and straightened herself up again. "As for my invitation your majesty you are welcome and I hope you learn much from us as I hope we learn much from you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-08-2012, 18:15:50</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded in approval so far the meeting was getting off on the right foot. the atmosphere was very surprising at first, but Captain Yagami was very accommodating in lowering the ship's gravity to make the Princess more comfortable. Jeremy was curious to see what was going to be served for dinner. Since the place was Japanese themed. He figured it would be something along those same lines. <br><br>Soon the sound of the sliding door could be heard as several people came in with trays of food and drinks. They were set before each person. Jeremy looks down and notices no traditional silverware. Instead, there was set of rich red lacquered Chopsticks. Jeremy never ate with chopsticks before and looked at them a bit.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 03:52:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;As the food had been served to them the Belka's first officer appeared once more this time accompanied by another woman this one had blonde hair and wore a black patterned kimono who also carried more of the evenings dinner for them to eat. When she noticed that Captain Black was just staring at his plate she knew kinda what the problem was. "Captain Black do you not know how to eat with chopsticks?" Commander Signum asked him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 09:28:39</strong>
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				The princess looks at the food for a moment, considering, then around the table for a moment, "ah...I assume there is some particular...method to eating this?&nbsp; And...what precisely is it, if I might ask?&nbsp; It's rather...different from what I'm used to eating."&nbsp; She gently pokes at it with a finger uncertainly.&nbsp; "Though it does smell rather good, I must say."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 09:50:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The spread of food before them consisted of steamed white rice, murky brown miso soup with mushrooms, Sashimi, seaweed wraped sushi, Steaming lobster, some pork cutlet, and to dop it off there was niku-udon as well. <br><br>Hayate had lifted a bowl of rice and was using her chopsticks to eat when she noticed the troubles of her two companions. she slowly lowered her bowl with a frown on her face "Ah I apologize I did not take into consideraton the probability that neither of you would know how to eat with chopsticks"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 15:56:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy looked up at the Commander as she approached and inquired to his reluctance on using the chopsticks. "I never had an opportunity nor the need to learn before this time" He explained. Jeremy looked over at the princess and she seemed in an similar predicament. Captain Belka apologized for her oversight, and Jeremy gave a slight shake of his head. "It is quite understandable, Captain. It can be very easy to overlook what one could believe be a small detail." Jeremy stated. "Perhaps a lesson in how to used the chopsticks would be entertaining." Jeremy suggested<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 20:33:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Telaliel nods slightly at the captain's comments, "unsurprisingly, I've never come across these chopsticks before.&nbsp; On my world we simply use bread.&nbsp; This is...intriguing."&nbsp; She smiles and looks to Jeremy a moment before looking back to Hayate, "but if we could keep the instruction simply to their use rather than the mechanics and history?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-08-2012, 22:40:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;Commander Signum smiled as she nodded her head to the Princess's statement. Though she was curious as to how one would eat with bread it would something for later, but right now she would agree to the Princess's statement. "Of course your Highness." she said picking up the two small wooden sticks she turned back to her. "To use them works by first sliding one of them into the crook of your thumb and let it rest across your middle finger." she said demonstrating to them what she said. "Then you take hold of the second one between the tips of your thumb and index finger and you use them to grab your food." she said to them as she demonstrated to them by going through the process. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 00:35:19</strong>
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				Jeremy looked on, Pleased that the Attention was focused upon the Princess. Truth be told, he didn't like being the center of attention. Like the Commander, Jeremy was curious as to how one ate with Bread. Perhaps used a hardened bread like a scoop, or perhaps they prepared their meals inside bread like a bun. He wasn't sure, but thought that would be interesting to observe. When Signum started her demonstration. He followed along and mimicked Signum's movements. Watching her and doing as she did and instructed. Putting the Chopsticks in his hand like she has.&nbsp; <br><br>If felt a bit unnatural to have his hands like this. However, he will at the very least attempt it. His face was deep concentration as he tried to pick up a piece of Sashimi. James quickly found out that using Chopsticks was a balance of Finesse how one used his strength. The tips of his chopsticks began to tremble as he tried to pick up the food without crushing it. About half way to his mouth, the piece of food would slip from the chopsticks and plop back down onto his plate. Jeremy tried to pick it up again with the same results. After about the forth time, Jeremy simply looked down at his plate. His cheeks taking a rosy tint of Embarrassment mixed with frustration. "It shouldn't be this difficult to eat." He thought. He was beginning to feel like a fool.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 03:09:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;The woman sitting beside him, the blonde one who had come in with the food turned her head and smiled at him. "Do not feel bad. I had a simular time learning it from lover. But it is not as hard as it seems to be. the trick is not to cross the sticks. You loose any gribbing power you had. A lighter touch is best." she said to him with a smile as she re-situated the chopsticks in his hand so they were alinged correctly. "Now try them. You won't master it in a day but you can get the basics enough to eat and be frustrated by it." she said with a smile to him. "By the way I'm Lieutanant Commander Fate T. Harlaown. I'm Chief of Security here on the Belka." she said offering him her hand to shake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 05:48:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy fumbled a few minutes more before someone that was sitting next to him spoke up in a soft voice. Turning his head fully as she was sitting to his left, which was effectively his blind spot. Jeremy found he was sitting next to a Young Blonde woman with seemingly brown eyes, but as Jeremy looked closely. He saw a deep red tint to them as well. He recognized her as the one that Came in with Commander Signum. She wore a luxurious Black kimono with a silver design stitched into the fabric.&nbsp; She smiled at him as she spoke that she had a difficult time learning to use the two tapering pieces of sticks as well when she first started using them. He listened to her advice as she reached out towards his right hand. He extending it to her so she wouldn't have to reach as far. <br><br>At her prompt, he attempted to pick up the stubborn piece of sashimi. This time however, his attempt was met with success as he managed to make it from the Plate to his mouth. It still felt very awkward, and could feel his hand tightening up. The corner of his face twtiched but it was mostly concealed by his large eye patch. Jeremy finding out that he was not a fan of Sashimi. However, Jeremy was raised to be a proper guest and not to turn his nose up to the food given him. "Thank you, Lt Commander Harlaown for your assistance. I am Captain Jeremy Black of the Battleship, Musashi. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lt. Commander." He stated as he set the Chopsticks down and took her hand to shake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 09:26:03</strong>
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				Once again, Prower-Graves found himself on watch, all alone on the battleship's bridge. Bored silly. He hadn't had time to go get his timewasting devices before taking watch; hell he didn't even have so much as a newspaper, and the comms traffic out here was MILCOM only, so he wouldn't even hear any cricket games on the radio. All he had on hand to amuse himself with was his thermos flask, and moving that all over the warkstation he had got dull fast, even the paperwork on his desk had only taken a few minutes to finish, so all he did was just sit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 15:56:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The door to the bridge hiss open as the Helmsman stepped on. carrying two of the specialize drink containers. He knew the Chief would be up here all alone right now and figured to give him some company. The Planet Ælphera still a fair distance away. "Man, you look bored stiff. Perhaps I should have brought you a pillow." The Helms chuckled as he sat down at his station next to the Chief. "Here, I thought you could use a "Pick Me Up"." He said as he handed on of the cups over to Prowers. "It is Tea, I hope that is what you like." He amended. The Helmsman then leaned back in his chair and stared out of the Windscreen. His own drink being nothing more than ice cold soda.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 09:34:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rob smiled. "Lad, you're a lifesaver, you are." he said, as he opened his flask and took a long, deep draught of the tea. "Aaah, sweet ambrosia." he remarked with a hearty sigh as he then stood and began to pace a little to get some life back in his legs, gazing out the viewscreen with a fond smile. "A tall ship, and a star to sail her by." he murmurred to himself with a fond smile. "Well lad, hope you're ready for a long stag here at the night shift..... and I think I might take your advice too." he mused.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 16:12:37</strong>
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				The Helmsman looked over at Prowers as he said that famous verse. The helmsman smiled and took a sip from the straw. <br><br><em>I must go down to the seas again<br>to the lonely sea and sky<br>And all I ask is a tall ship<br>and a star to steer her by<br>And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song<br>and the white sail’s shaking<br>And a gray mist on the sea’s face,<br>and a gray dawn breaking.<br><br>I must go down to the seas again<br>for the call of the running tide<br>Is a wild call and a clear call<br>That may not be denied<br>And all I ask is a windy day<br>with the white clouds flying<br>And the flung spray and the blown spume<br>and the sea-gulls crying.<br><br>I must go down to the seas again<br>to the vagrant gypsy life<br>To the gull’s way and the whale’s way<br>where the wind’s like a whetted knife<br>And all I ask is a merry yarn<br>from a laughing fellow-rover<br>And quiet sleep and a sweet dream<br>when the long trick’s over. </em><br><br>"Sea Fever by John Masefield. It was my Father's favorite poem." The Helmsman remarked as he looked over his shoulder to Prowers. "He was a sailor in the EDF as well, but never made it above Boatswain's Mate." He continued as he slipped his drink. Many members of the EDF and Former EDF saw themselves as Sailors no different than the Sailors of the era of Tall ships. Except they don't sailed upon the oceans. They sailed among the sea of Stars. "Have a good night, Chief. The bridge will still be hear when you wake up." The Helmsman stated as he heard the Door hiss open behind him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 03:09:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg6820006#msg6820006">Quote from: Mac84 on 27-08-2012, 05:48:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy fumbled a few minutes more before someone that was sitting next to him spoke up in a soft voice. Turning his head fully as she was sitting to his left, which was effectively his blind spot. Jeremy found he was sitting next to a Young Blonde woman with seemingly brown eyes, but as Jeremy looked closely. He saw a deep red tint to them as well. He recognized her as the one that Came in with Commander Signum. She wore a luxurious Black kimono with a silver design stitched into the fabric.&nbsp; She smiled at him as she spoke that she had a difficult time learning to use the two tapering pieces of sticks as well when she first started using them. He listened to her advice as she reached out towards his right hand. He extending it to her so she wouldn't have to reach as far. <br><br>At her prompt, he attempted to pick up the stubborn piece of sashimi. This time however, his attempt was met with success as he managed to make it from the Plate to his mouth. It still felt very awkward, and could feel his hand tightening up. The corner of his face twtiched but it was mostly concealed by his large eye patch. Jeremy finding out that he was not a fan of Sashimi. However, Jeremy was raised to be a proper guest and not to turn his nose up to the food given him. "Thank you, Lt Commander Harlaown for your assistance. I am Captain Jeremy Black of the Battleship, Musashi. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lt. Commander." He stated as he set the Chopsticks down and took her hand to shake.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Fate nodded her head to his introduction. "I assure you Captain the pleasure is all mine." she said noticing the twitch under his eye patch. Leaning into him. "I take it the taste of the Sashimi is not to your liking?" she whispered to him guessing about what caused the twitch of his face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 04:21:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy wondered how Fate figured it out. However, he brushed it aside. He lowered his voice so the other's wouldn't hear as he didn't want to offend the Captain. "It is not something i particularly care for, no." He explained. Immediately following that. He took another Sashimi roll and plucked it into his mouth. Someone went to the trouble of making it and Jeremy wanted to be a good guest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 04:30:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Fate nodded her head to his response. "Do not worry Captain. The hot food will taste a bit better. The miso soup once you add just a little bit of soy sauce to it it is absolutely delicious." she said to him with a smile on her face as she popped another piece of Sashimi into her mouth after dipping it in some soy sauce herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 05:51:15</strong>
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				Prower-Graves walked down the corridors with the thermos of tea in his hand, humming a fragment of Holst's <em>Mars, The Bringer of War</em>, capping the flask as he then slid down a ship's ladder to get to the personnel decks and his quarters. After grabbing his things, he then began to whistle <em>On Barwick Green</em> as he made his way back up to the bridge. "Anything to report?" he asked 'the Lad' as he came back onto the command deck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 15:33:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Helmsman looked over his shoulder as Chief Prowers-Graves returned. Shaking his head. "We did get some rather Hostile looking space dust coming our way, but I gave them a stern look and they changed course." the Helmsman joked. He rolled his neck and stretched a bit as he looked out the front Windscreen. Just the Left, the front of the Belka could be seen. "I wonder how the Meeting is going over there? Do you think This operation will go smoothly?" The Helmsman asked as he slipped this drink. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 21:27:58</strong>
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				"Well, all I can say Lad, is that we can but hope." He replied as he&nbsp; set up his little camp in his chair. "That's the secret to life, really; hope for the best, but always be prepared for the worst. Keep that in mind, and you can't go much wrong." he remarked wisely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:47:37</strong>
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				The princess picks up the chopsticks and begins testing them carefully, poking and prodding at the food gently.&nbsp; "Such a simple seeming system, yet more challenging that it looks."&nbsp; She spends the next several minutes playing with them and managing to get at least a few bits and pieces to her mouth with some coercion.&nbsp; After a bit she sits back and ponders considering to herself, then reaches into the gown and pulls out a thin thread of what looks like a metal wire, though more flexible.&nbsp; She wraps it around both chopsticks lightly with some room to move them, then attaches the ends to one of her rings.&nbsp; A few more moments of finagling and adjusting something on the ring, she smiles and continues eating much more easily, the thread contracting to clamp the sticks together more firmly each time she moves her fingers.<br><br>The rice, after watching the others, she is fine with, the rest she begins sort of picking through and tasting at, then blinking at the taste of the fish.&nbsp; "That...is most unusual.&nbsp; Very..."&nbsp; She pauses for a moment trying to think of how to describe it, "unique texture and curious flavor.&nbsp; It seems to almost be familiar, but not."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 05:00:12</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded to Fate's assurance that the "Hot Food" would be more to his liking as oppose to the Sashimi. He then looks over at Telaliel as she wraps the thin thread around her Chopsticks. His brows knitting together as he wondered what she was doing. Interestingly enough, she was working the utensils to better work the Chopsticks. He gave her a smile; "Very clever, Your Majesty." He whispers. Thinking of her rather ingenious use of items on hand. <br><br>When she reaches the Fish and makes her comments. Jeremy sets his chopsticks down to rest the muscles in his hand as they were not used to this kind of work. "It is "Fish". An aquatic animal from Earth. Though, I confess my ignorance to how it is prepared in this fashion." He says. He didn't want to come out and simply say it was Raw. He was sure it was still prepared in a special way.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 20:01:51</strong>
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				Hayate watched the antics of her guests quite bemusedly. "sushi is raw fish wrapped in seaweed. though there are many different ways to prepare it for differing flavors.......though its probably best not to specify this particular recepie" having said that she then carried on with eating. After a brief silence she looked at the princess "would you be so kind as to tell me about your world?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 21:46:12</strong>
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				Telaliel carefully nibbled at the various offerings before her, though obviously seemed to favor the vegetables more than the meat, her long pointed ears rotating and moving in various ways as she eats, conveying some sense of emotions.&nbsp; "Hm?&nbsp; You mean Ælphera?"&nbsp; She smiles, her ears perking up slightly, "there are so many things that I could speak of, though I suppose," she looks to Jeremy a moment, tilting her head slightly, "the question is one of what to tell?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 22:26:58</strong>
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				Jeremy contemplates her question. He believed her looking at him was a nonverbal sign for guidance or help. "Perhaps you can tell them what to expect upon landing. Technology wise, perhaps...weather." He suggested, but thinks of something to help Captain Yagami relate. "From what we encountered during first contact is that Her Homeworld's Technological level is roughly where Earth's was during the middle of the 21st Century approximately 2060. They do not have Cars and Airplanes as we do, and it would appear their modes of transportation utilize a form of locomotion based on what I can only describe as Muscle and limb." He explains from his own personal observations. It took a moment before he realized that he was rambling. "My apologies, Your Highness. I did not mean to speak over you." He said. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 22:42:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;Pausing for a moment in her meal Signum watches the princess move around the handicap of not knowing how to use chopsticks in a most ingenious manner. She had to applaud her out of the box thinking, but when she asked what she should talk about one thing came to Signum's mind. That however changed when Jeremy opened his mouth and asked the Princess about thier world's tech. "Well I suppose my question can be second in the pecking order. I was wondering what you might be able to tell us of your planet's eating customs? We've shared with some of our customs." she said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>03-09-2012, 07:58:13</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles slightly, "it is likely best for you to discuss technology, captain, as I know little of yours to compare it to.&nbsp; I could speak for hours of our technology, but without some grounds for comparison, it would be hard.&nbsp; Like our ornis and your 'shuttles'?"&nbsp; She made the comment a question as if to be certain she was understanding.&nbsp; "Or our shredder systems to your space combat systems.&nbsp; I don't know how to even define your weapons, let alone compare them.&nbsp; My guardian's light shredder cross can punch through a solid three inches of iron with ease or put a 12" wide hole through an ironwood tree.&nbsp; The autoshredders on my orni...I prefer not to think of the destruction they can wreak on a town."&nbsp; She shivers and sits back, pondering the other captain's question.<br><br>"Being of the noble house, we eat somewhat better than others, though we try not to get too ahead of ourselves in that.&nbsp; Most meals have much in the way of fruits and vegetables, with bread, light wine and cool water, perhaps some oil as well.&nbsp; We have fish, though I admit rather different from your own.&nbsp; More...body to it, perhaps, and a bit sweet, and without the faint taste of iodine.&nbsp; There are various birds as well, though I doubt anything like yours, but meat is usually only central to holidays and festivals.&nbsp; Most meals are fruits and grains.&nbsp; Dipping the bread in watered down wine, garnishing with spring fruits..." she smiles and sighs happily.&nbsp; "As for meats, we usually eat directly with our hands or picking it up with the bread to eat.&nbsp; There is always bread with a meal...hence my surprise at the lack of it here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 02:27:21</strong>
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				&nbsp;Listening to what the Princess had to say Signum nodded her head. "Actually your highness my Captain's meal is from only portion of our home planet. On our homeworld we have many different cultures that cook food in a varity of different ways. Many of these dishes are designed to be eaten with your hands and in alot of these dishes bread is used as a filling as well as like you said to mop up any eccess gravy that might be encountered. Though yes you are correct in one aspect, alot of our dishes revolve around either a meat or fish as the main course." She said taking a breath before she would continue with the explaination of the slightly iodine taste in the fish. <br><br>&nbsp;"As for why our fish has a slightly iodine taste it more than likely has to do with the compostion of our water. On our home planet, at least the way it used to be a little over one hundred of our years ago there were two different types of water to be found, either fresh water or salt water. Fresh water which was mostly found in rivers and lakes that dotted our land scapes back then was as the name implies fresh and therefore without much in the way of sediment or other articulate matter. Salt water as the name implies was heavyily laden with salt and silt like matter. Also salt water predominated the majority our world back then, up to seventy percent if I remember my history correctly. So the slightly iodine taste could be attributed to the content of our different types of water. As fresh water fish have a definet difference in taste than salt water fish, which you are eating currently." she said to her wanting to go on but giving the princess enough time to process what she had already stated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 03:35:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg6839859#msg6839859">Quote from: Major Major on 30-08-2012, 21:27:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, all I can say Lad, is that we can but hope." He replied as he&nbsp; set up his little camp in his chair. "That's the secret to life, really; hope for the best, but always be prepared for the worst. Keep that in mind, and you can't go much wrong." he remarked wisely.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The Helmsman nodded as he leaned back and slipped his soda. "Yea, that is all one can hope for these days." He stated with a rather distant tone. "So do you have anything to look forward to back on Earth?" The Helmsman asked. He pulled out a small picture and looked adoringly at it. It was Picture of a Young woman holding a tiny Baby Girl. He smiled longingly. "I can't wait to see my Wife Gracia and my daughter, Tracy." He said as he kissed the photo and placed back in his jacket.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 08:21:37</strong>
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				Prower-Graves said nothing to that, as he just took a snort on his cuppa and gazed out of the front viewport, his mind slowly wandering from one thing to another, generally in a state of free-wheeling. "So tell me." he then suddenly said to the lad. "How did you end up here with this merry band?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-09-2012, 15:21:42</strong>
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				The Helmsman, one Lt. James Washington ("JW" his friends call him) looked over at the Chief. Pondering his question a moment, and how best to answer it. "Pretty much the same way everyone else aboard this ship got here. While we were good at our Jobs. We just didn't fitl into the Military mold. So we were booted out for one reason or another. Some fabricated, others not." JW sipped his soda before setting it down in the cup holder. "I was a Helmsman on a Assault Destroyer. Oh, that was fun. Those little bastards were fast, and agile as fuck. It was almost like piloting a fighter." JW stated with a nostalgic smile. "Granted, they weren't very powerful like the Cruisers or Battleships, but you get enough of us together and we can do some damage in a swarm." He chuckled. "Well, My captain was a "By the Books" person that couldn't flex in anyway shape or form. If it wasn't in the "Holy Book", he wanted nothing to do with it." JW let out a frustrated sigh as he and that person butted heads on numerous occasions because of it. <br><br>"Well, My ship got tangled in an ambush. The two other Destroyers that we were sailing will got taken out early by a sneak attack. The Captain ordered a standard Maneuver that would have gotten us caught in a cross fire so I inverted the ship and pulled a "Split "S" like a fighter. We were able to escape and report back so the Heavies could take them out." He explained as demonstrated with his hands, but ended it in a shrug. "My Actions may have saved the ship and crew, but I disobeyed a direct order. <em>They</em> didn't care if those orders would have had the ship destroyed. So, it ruined my Career. They couldn't truly court marshal me, but it was at the end of my Stint and thus. They "politely" asked that I didn't reenlist." JW stretched as bit as he stood up. "I met the Captain shortly after. He heard about what I did and asked for me to be his Chief Navigational officer. The Pay was good, and the benefits couldn't be beat. Granted, I am just an over gloried Helmsman, but hell. Piloting the Musashi is awesome in its own right." He explained with a bit grin. <br><br>JJ's Assault Destroyer:<br>(http://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/s720x720/308465_202159323248020_1395658989_n.jpg) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>06-09-2012, 21:00:18</strong>
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				Prower-Graves nodded in sympathy. "Aye, that sounds rough there, Jimmy." he muttered. "As fer me, I was on one of the space-fit wet-navy ships; them that be were dead keen on getting hulls from the seabed up into orbit when I joined up." he then shook his head and smiled.<br><br>"First cruise I had out of OCS was on this old Jap boat, the <em>Maya</em>. I swear to this day, I was the only bloke in the wardroom, aside from the old Sawbones we had. It's a wierd feeling, being surrounded by so many women like that, I can tell you." He then made a slight face. "After that.... well, there were a few deployments I don't care much to recall, before I ended up on another Space-fitter, <em>Cornwall</em>, one of the old Brit <em>County</em>-class from the early 20th Century. She was a good boat, and a happy crew."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 02:45:39</strong>
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				Jeremy's eye widened as he heard Commander Signum explanation of how the fish get their taste. Truthfully, it wasn't something he really gave much thought about. Though it was interesting. He began to wonder how the Gamilas bombardment has affected Fish development and taste. As the Earth was still healing from the onslaught. The device that Starsha, The Lady of Iscandar, gave to man to remove the Radiation has saved man, but their world still needed time to heal and for the human race to grow back in numbers. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"We just received word from Cromwell. He is presently in detention on board the Arizona. The ship and her escort are enroute to Earth." The Female employee reported as she address the board. "This is troublesome. The Commander of the Arizona has copies of the Musashi's logs. This will severely damage the company." Another board member spoke. "Yes, Agreed. If the EUG (Earth United Government) sees those records. Severe repercussions will befall us all." the Female Board member spoke in a emotionless monotone. At the head of the table a chair swiveled around. The Occupant was effectively the Top Man at Lazarus corporation. "Contact Cromwell and tell him to do everything necessary to prevent those logs from getting into official hands. We'll increase Pressure for the EDF to respond in our favor. Depending on how he does it. It may make things on our end...easier." He stated cryptically<br><br>----------------------------------------------------<br><br>JW looked over at the Chief. "Wow, you were surrounded by Women!? Man, that must have been a dream cruise." He chuckled lightly. Since the decimation of the Human population. traditional Genders roles were abandoned as there wasn't any sense to them any more. Where women in a combat role was slowly moving to being common place before the Gamilas attack. They were quickly thrust up next to men.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 03:05:54</strong>
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				"Don't you believe it, young lad. It was like any other tour I've done." he replied simply. "Still, I suppose it would be nice to dream about if it had happened like that, hmm?" he then added, to cheer up JW a little, since he looked a little down after those words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 08:15:27</strong>
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				The princess quietly listened to the various explanation given regarding the food and the taste of the fish and nods slightly.&nbsp; "I'm curious about that...you say that this is only from a certain area of your world?&nbsp; Do foods vary greatly from one part of the world to another?&nbsp; On Ælphera there is some variation, dependent on the local varieties available, but largely that is all...slightly different flavors, perhaps slightly different seasonings, but largely similar."<br><br>She considers for a few moments to herself before continuing, "our seas are mostly 'fresh', though there are some places with higher mineral content than others, of course.&nbsp; For the most part though, our fish do not vary in flavor much from one sea to the next, at least not so...noticeably as this.&nbsp; I admit to a predilection for the avian varieties myself, thought my parents have always tried to dissuade such as being unseemly for a lady."&nbsp; She frowns slightly pondering her parents for a moment, "um...homecoming could be quite interesting at the very least...I suppose I should have sent a message as to what was going on before we left.&nbsp; But we return safely and triumphantly, with a vessel in tow...they shouldn't be <em>too</em> upset..."&nbsp; She fidgets slightly as she considers it more.&nbsp; "Ah...might I ask how long it has been local time since we first left?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 09:52:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum nodded her head to the princess listening to her discriptions of the foods from her world before mentioning about their abrupt departure having more than likely worried her parents to death. She had decided to answer them in what seemed to be important. "Well your highness&nbsp; on our world we have different types of meat. Beef, pork, polutry and fish. Each one has it's own distinct flavor and with proper cooking method any one of them can be made to taste delicious.Beef and pork cover one specific set of animals where as Polutry can refer to anyone of the numerous avien species that inhabit our world. Fish is also like this as it also covers pretty much any type of food worthy animal that could be pulled from our oceans, when we had them of course." she said before taking it to the next step. <br><br>&nbsp;"The next part of how our world differs in taste is in how they are cooked. We have several different ways to cook them, though the most commonly used ones are grilling, frying and baking. Each of these methods uses a different type of heat to cook the dish. Baking is the simplest among them. When you bake something it relies on the circulation of heat over the food. To bake something you simply heat a specially designed heat resitant box to a pre-desired temperture and then you place you food in it to cook." she said taking a sip of her tea before continueing on with her explaination.<br><br>&nbsp;"The second one as I said before is frying. This is actually broken into two different methods. One is called pan frying and the other deep frying. Pan frying is at implies you use a type of heat resistant pan with a light coating of some kind of oil to prevent food from sticking to the bottom of the pain while you cook it. When we deep fry something we usually take a pan of some form and fill it till it is either halfway or three quarters full of some type of oil. Then we heat the oil till it is hot enough, then we place that which we want into the oil to cook." she said taking another sip to refresh her mouth.<br><br>&nbsp;"The final most used method is called grilling. What this means is you place a slotted piece of metal over some type of open flame and them you place your food on this slotted grill and cook your food. Usually at pre-determined times you flip the dish over to achive a more even cooking." she said to her before moving on the finall bit of the princess's story. <br><br>&nbsp;"If you would like your highness we could see about getting a signal through to your people so you may tell them that you are alright and what you have brought them as a gift from the stars." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 22:24:43</strong>
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				JW shrugged when his pleasant little fantasy was popped. "Reality is never like Fantasy. Though It would have been nice if that were the case." JW stated as he watched the monitors around his station. "I am just glad things calmed down a bit. I just don't know how much longer it will stay like this." JW commented quietly. <br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy looked at Telaliel as she spoke of her parents and how she didn't get a message off before they vacated the planet in a rather dramatic fashion. He hoped that her parents did not think he kidnapped her. "I can imagine they will be a bit upset. Just like any parents would whom love their Daughter, but I believe they will be more happy to see you're safe and unharmed." He stated in hopes of assuaging her concerns. "though, from my understanding. Wayward Sons and Daughters are suppose to bring back lost puppies and kittens, Not spaceships." He spoke as a joke to lighten the atmosphere. Jeremy thinks a moment as he ponders the Princess's question to how long it's been they left her world. "I would say no longer than a day. Probably...17-20 hours as my best guess. So I can imagine it might be pretty late when we finally land on your homeworld, Your Majesty.<br><br>To Signum's idea of sending a message. Jeremy nodded. "I agree that would probably go a long way in dispelling any fears the Royal Family may have. We, on board the Musashi, have already broadcasted a message, but it was a world wide broadcast. We are not familiar enough with the Planet's transmission technology to narrow it down any further at this time. If we broadcast, it will be sent to all over their world." He explained. "though, perhaps With the Princess's help. We may be able to narrow the broadcast to the Royal palace and directly to her parents. What do you think, Your Majesty?" Jeremy asked.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-09-2012, 01:29:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;Hearing Jeramy talk about wayward sons and daughters bringing home stray puppies and kittens Fate couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Ah but you see dear Cpatain Black. She's upgrading. After all I disappeared for a day and I brought back a wolf pup. My wife right around the time we got married disappeared for a day and she comes back with a small orpehn girl and tells me that's our new daughter!" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-09-2012, 02:23:31</strong>
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				Jeremy turns to face Fate when she laughed. Having to turn his head fully to see her. After hearing what she said, he couldn't help but laugh as well. "Yes, it would seem her Majesty, the Princess, would be "Upgrading". Your wife does seem like quite a unique and special woman, Lt. Commander." He complimented the Security chief. He ran his fingers through his hair as he remembered his childhood. "It wasn't stray dogs or cats with me either. My mother was deathly allergic to animal Dander. So I came home with other things. It was usually antique cars, Trucks and Motorcycles. Though an Odd snake or two would have been found to have stowed away in said vehicle." He said with a laugh of his own. "Though, it was one of those odd old vehicles that I found my greatest treasure. An old music box. I have been steadily restoring for a while now." He explained. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 08:30:26</strong>
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				Hayate had remained silent listening to the conversation for quite some time now an amused expression lighting her lips as she did so. They had appeared to be enjoying themselves immensely so she had seen no need to speak up and interrupt their fun. As the hostess it was her job to see to it that her guests were enjoying themselves with as little interference from her as possible. <br><br>"I didn't have parents growing up" Hayate remarked with a sad smile before adding "But I did have several great friends...two of whom I think make splendid mothers to an adopted daughter" she was referring to Fate her chief of security and the woman's wife back home. She had also been referring to her XO Signum and her family who also served aboared the ship. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 10:51:06</strong>
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				"Cherish the peace, lad. You never know how or when it might end." he remarked. "I do wonder though, how it's going over there." he then mused, as he sipped on his tea some more, losing himself to his thoughts once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 18:18:41</strong>
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				Jeremy turned back to Captain Yagami when she finally spoke. Her mentioning that she was without parents give Jeremy a twinge of guilt for carrying one with Fate. Though, he nodded as he saw that she was not going to let herself get down about it. It also made him happy that she had a large support network of close friends that are there to pick her up should she fall down. "Family does have to mean related by blood." Jeremy stated a bit softly. He leaned back a bit and began to massage his knee as sitting in that position was causing it to get tight and become a bit painful. After a moment, Jeremy shifted a bit and looked over at the princess. Wondering what she was making of all this. <br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"I am not sure. Hell, this is the most I seen the Captain off the ship in a long time. I think he believes this ship to be his baby and all. Since, you know, Since he was there heading up the project of resurrecting the Musashi and all. From Start to Finish, he hardly left the ship." JW mused. After moment, JW brought up the Belka on the Main viewer above the Windscreen. It was floating along peacefully along side the Musashi. "I am sure the Captain is making due." He said finally.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 03:09:52</strong>
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				Telaliel laughs and smiles, shaking her head slightly at the humor of the commentary of bring home strays.&nbsp; "I do not know that I would classify a starship in the same category as dogs and cats, as you say.&nbsp; Perhaps, though, bringing a command staff from a fleet to dinner would suffice, though?"&nbsp; She smiles and looks to Jeremy, "as for communications...I don't know all the particulars myself, though I'm sure my guardian and her equipment might be of aid.&nbsp; Her armor has transmitters for medium range, perhaps with the aid of your engineers they can 'boost' her signal or copy it in part for a direct, encrypted communication channel?"<br><br>On hearing about the losses of the others her eyes sadden softly, her head bowing, "fortunately, our people are largely without conflict and the vast majority enjoy the privilege of being raised by both parents.&nbsp; While there are...periodic issues of turmoil and strife, we have been able to unify our people and keep it largely such for some time."&nbsp; She quirks a slight smile, "I...dislike thinking too much upon how many orphans may have been left by my own hands with the last such conflict."&nbsp; She gently pushes the plate of food away, "such thoughts weigh too heavy for such light fare."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 03:44:52</strong>
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				&nbsp;Seeing how suddenly soured the meal had become because of her words Fate knew she had to straightend things out. "Princess Talaliel, your world and ours share a common bond in that we to have largely elimineated conflicts from our planet. Even more so since the famous Yamato's journey and return from the planet Iscandar with the technology to remove the radiation from our world.&nbsp; We have been able to move beyond our home system.&nbsp; Beacuse we largely have done what you have done our children can grow up knowing both parents but even though we have largely elimenated wars we have have not eliminated tragic or freak accidents. That's what happened with my daughter's orginal parents. They were killed in a freak accident where they were working and my wife happend to find her so we adopted her as our own. We love her no less than her orginal parents did. In fact after the death of my own mother I was taken in by a kind and gentle woman who gave me a home, a new family and a life that I could be proud of." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum herself nodded as she listened to Hayate speak about thier home life. "She is right Princess. Hayate-chan was alone for much of her life but after we got mixed up with her I and the rest of my relatives adopted her as our own.&nbsp; Our family is not one of blood Princess but of bond. Hayate is like a younger sister to us, the youngest in fact next to our last one, the daughter of one our deceased family members. Commander Testarossa was making light of it because she does not think badly of the memory, it is in fact a memory she is proud of and cherishes with all her heart. That is why she can laugh at it like she does.&nbsp; Saving life is the most precious gift anyone can give." she said before taking a breath. "As a soldier it is your duty to cherish life all the more than anyone else.&nbsp; I know it makes me sound like a hyicrity saying but it is true. Soldiers above all others should value life, because it is their job to take life. This is why for them valueing life is so important because they must take life. Taking a life should never become common place or just another thing. Because of the fact that you feel as you do princess means that you understand the lesson of being a soldier." she said to her. "Now then Princess my Captain and little sister, her and mine friend did not mean to cause you distress. We would like for you to think better of us. Focus instead on what you have accomplished for your people. Meeting strangers from another world, bringing home your first intersteller ship for your people, along with making new friends. These above all else are the things that should be the topic of the conversation." she said to her with a soft smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 04:24:10</strong>
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				Jeremy began to think of a way to turn around the darkening mood the dinner suddenly have taken. However, before he could even gather his thoughts, Fate spoke. Her voice warm and full of empathy. He listened as she recounted the similarities between their worlds. Stating how she lost her Mother, but was taken in by another and how her wife and her taken in an orphan to love. There was happiness in her voice. Commander Signum even added her thoughts and experience to the conversation. Telling the princess of her experiences with Hayate Yagami, and her siblings. Even going to far to say that a Soldier has more respect for life than a normal person would cause he/she has to take life.<br><br>All in all, it was probably a blessing that Jeremy couldn't say anything. He was never able to really make people feel better. He always seemed to put his foot in his mouth at some point by talking too much. Which is why he tried to keep his mouth shut as much as possible when in the company of strangers. After everyone was said and done. Jeremy let out a breath. "My Grandfather had a saying..."A Soldier does not fight cause he hates the enemy before him. He fights cause he loves those that he protects." He said as he looked at everyone else in the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 06:28:43</strong>
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				Hayate chuckled softly at the direction the conversation had taken "My my quite well said" she was smiling as she said this. She hadn't intended for things to take this direction but in a sense she was glad that it had. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had such an interesting meal with a guest from another world.<br><br>"Still what they say is true princess which can be a splendid thing in a way. However there are people who take things waaaay too far and become nothing but heartless killers because they lose their ability to value life." The captain of the Belka spoke sagely as she took another bite of her food quite unperterbed by the direction she had just taken the conversation. She didn't want the food to go to waste due to such comments so she added "Why don't we finish the food before worrying over technical situations? after all one tends to concentrate better when full"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:39:49</strong>
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				Jeremy listened to the comments of Captain Yagami, and nodded to her wisdom. However, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of a prick in his conscience. It wasn't but a couple of hours ago that he was so willing to execute a ship full of pirates. If not for the intervention of his Radar officer, Ginga Nakajima. Jeremy would have murdered them all. It was very easy to lose that part of yourself if your not careful. To take that step thinking that you can always turn back. Jeremy was thankful for having such a strong crew to rely on. <br><br>Hayate then drew everyone's attention back to the food and how working together would be much easier if they were all full. Jeremy took a moment to breath and calm his thoughts and heart. Finally letting out one long breath. He turned back to his food.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:57:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg6918919#msg6918919">Quote from: Mac84 on 13-09-2012, 18:18:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I am not sure. Hell, this is the most I seen the Captain off the ship in a long time. I think he believes this ship to be his baby and all. Since, you know, Since he was there heading up the project of resurrecting the Musashi and all. From Start to Finish, he hardly left the ship." JW mused. After moment, JW brought up the Belka on the Main viewer above the Windscreen. It was floating along peacefully along side the Musashi. "I am sure the Captain is making due." He said finally. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Well, let's be hoping so then." he said. "Sounds like the Old Man's been in need of a change for a while." he shrugged, as he leaned over his control panel and tapped his comm line to the gun captain in one of the main battery. "Beer Turret, this is the bridge. How're the recalibrations going on number 2 gun in your turret?" he asked, shaking his head. That particular shock cannon had come off the <em>Yamato</em> during one of that ship's refits, and the calibrations for it had always been slightly off, due to the difference in manufacturing. It always felt like it needed to be rejigged to be in line with the others after every battle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 06:12:18</strong>
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				The princess sighs and shrugs slightly, "I could wish that such had been the case, but I often get the feeling that it was less a matter of defending individuals than perhaps an idea of how our lives should be.&nbsp; A lesser lord decided to take the people of his island and split them away from our kingdom.&nbsp; Such wasn't unheard of, but...not since unity was achieved had anyone done so.&nbsp; My father attempted to negotiate a return, but...he refused.&nbsp; My squadron of ornithopters was deployed as part of the military movement to bring them back more forcefully.&nbsp; Eventually the nobles son ceded to us, but...only because of the wrath brought against the house of his father.&nbsp; I do not know what would have happened if we hadn't, only that I sometimes dream of those nights and shredder-bombs dropped on the city."<br><br>She looks at the food a moment and shakes her head slightly, "I believe that I am sated for the moment.&nbsp; But I will wait for you to finish."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:15:48</strong>
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				"What? The No. 2 gun is out again?" JW groaned. "She may be Yamato's sister, but Musashi is her own ship." JW seethed. In an effort to keep costs of the completion of the ship down. Lazarus Corporation bought the old parts off of the Yamato during her refits. Figuring since they were both Yamato Class Vessels. The parts should interchange. However, Murphy's law never fails to rear its head. It had been a constant thorn in Jeremy's side trying to convince that Board that the Musashi needed part made specifically for her. "Perhaps someday, we'll actually get someone that cares enough to foot the bill." JW sighed.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy looked at the Princess as she told of the recent conflict that occurred on her world. It seemed to really have hurt her to have turned her weapons on her own people. "Your Highness. You mustn't let yourself become too wrapped up in events of the past. What is done is done, and there is no changing that. What must happen is that you learn from the events so as to avoid a similar situation in the future." Jeremy stated. Using his own experiences as a fresh ship captain in the EDF for reference. "Yes, looking back on it now. One can possibly find many avenues to avoid what transpired, but you shouldn't get lost in that. Otherwise you'll miss the opportunities of the present." He continued. As Jeremy spoke, he wanted to desperately remove the burden of guilt he sensed from Telaliel. Though he hoped he wasn't coming off as a bad fortune cookie. "As you said, Your Majesty. Your Father tried to negotiate, but the Noble refused. So the avenue of Peace was at least tried first. There is much to be said in that.". Jeremy took a deep breath for what he was about to say next. "No matter where you go in the Universe. Whether it is your own world, or worlds light years away. There will always be those that can only understand Force. No amount of Words will convince them." He concluded. Jeremy blushed a moment realizing he was preaching. "My apologies, Your Majesty, I was carrying on too much." He said quietly. <br><br>The Princess spoke of how he was no longer hungry had Jeremy looking down and seeing there was still a fair amount of Food on her plate. Jeremy reached out and placed a gentle Hand upon Telaliel's shoulder. Looking her in her deep blue eyes with his sole good Hazel one. He understood it was breaching boundaries, but he felt it was necessary. "Telaliel, you really must eat. You need to keep your strength. Like Captain Yagami and myself, you have people that rely upon you. Look to you for strength and Guidance. If you neglect your body, It will fail you when you need it most. So please, if you can't eat for yourself. Eat for them." He said. Dropping the normal formalities in hopes of helping a Friend. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 11:24:10</strong>
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				Bob snorted. "The day that happens, lad, they'll be selling heaters in Hades." he remarked. "Bloody money mad maniacs, the lot of 'em." he remarked with an expansive wave of his hand, before he leaned over to check his panels again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 02:37:36</strong>
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				JW let out a long sigh. It was the truth, whether he wanted to believe it or not. "Well, one can always hope and dream. The Musashi deserves good people that will take care of her." He stated as he patted the helm panel.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:46:12</strong>
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				Hayate shook her head at Jeremy "If she says she is no longer hungry then there is no need to push her to eat captain black. The best part about food from my country is that it keeps well even after it has been cooked so it shaint go to waste regardless"&nbsp; She then looked at the princess "If you desire to find a way to communicate with your family directly then my communications officer Vice and our chief engeneer Shari will both gladly aid you of course this also requires the co-operation of your guardian"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 12:50:18</strong>
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				"Ah-bloody-men to that, JW. Ah-bloody-men." Bob replied, and then began to chew on his sandwich. "So, how do you think the Powers That Be will treat the boys and girls who left the company to head back home?" He asked idly, thought not without a tone of slight concern entering his voice about their wellbeing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 21:54:27</strong>
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				(Back from vacation!)<br><br>Telaliel blushes slightly at Jeremy's directness, her eyes meeting his for a moment before looking at the food.&nbsp; "I suppose you are right...there are times that duty weighs heavily on oneself, even if such is only to take care of ones self so that they have the strength to face the next challenge.&nbsp; Even if one doesn't feel like it at the moment."&nbsp; She smiles slightly and gently pulls the plate back towards her, gently picking it at it, though at least eating now.&nbsp; <br><br>"Our host has spoken somewhat of where it is she comes from...her country.&nbsp; What of yours, captain?&nbsp; Tell me of your parts of your world?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 22:25:45</strong>
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				(Welcome back from Vacation. I hope it was restful/Fun.) <br><br>Jeremy blinked a bit in surprise. The Princess was actually looking quite Cute when she blushed. He releases her shoulder at the moment. Letting her pull back at her tray of food. "I grew up pretty much all over our world. My Father was in the EDF and was constantly being reassigned. Every two or so years we'll have to pack up and move. If I have to pick a place to call a "Favorite" though. I would have to say the Southeast of my World's North American Continent. In the part of the World once called the United States. Rolling green hills of lush grass with warm summers and cold winters. I remember chasing fireflies as a youth as my Mother and Father would sit out on the porch. Drinking tall glasses of lemonade sitting under a tree with a good book." Jeremy stated a bit nostalgically. The corner of his mouth turned up a a bit as he remembered a much better time of his family. "It was a...good time." He finished. <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>JW turned to Graves and gave him a cocky smirk as Graves agreed with his statement. "Truthfully, I would like to say that they'll not get involved, but I think that is why the Captain gave those that wished to leave permission. So they can take care of their family. Also Admiral Burnside seems like a good person. So I think we can trust her with them." He stated as he sucked out the last of his drink. "I can't wait to land so I can stretch my legs. Do you think the Captain will give us Shore Leave once we land on the planet. I want to sample the local brews." JW asked as he looked over the readouts from his station. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 06:48:17</strong>
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				Telaliel listens quietly to what the captain has to say, eating quietly and considering his word as he speaks, smiling slightly and watching him.&nbsp; The expression that comes over his face amusing and somewhat captivating to her eyes.&nbsp; "It seems strange to me to move around so much...my family has never, to my knowledge, moved from where we are.&nbsp; Parts of the palace are as old as we are as a people, I think.&nbsp; We've only slowly grown outward from there."&nbsp; She shrugs slightly, "afternoons in the shade, though...I think that is something both our peoples have in common, even if mine were spent with heavily armed guards, paranoid nurses and overbearing tutors.&nbsp; No tree climbing nor other hazardous activities...my parents have only had one other child, and he would be a poor fit as a king.&nbsp; He'll likely do better as a commander, in time...such is the traditional role of the second child."<br><br>She takes another bite to eat and sighs softly, "which only reminds me of my mothers harping to look for a spouse.&nbsp; I should finish here and speak with them soon.&nbsp; Once they get over the initial concern, I know full well their idea will to have me safely wed where I can't go on this little escapades so easily."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 09:04:10</strong>
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				Hayate listened to the conversation as it unfolded from captain Black's memories to the princesses commentary. She had a mischevious smile as she had a wicked idea. She was certain that what she was about to say would surprise all those preasent. "It's clear to me princess that you and captain Black despite only knowing eachother for a short time have some interest in eachother....perhaps you could marry eachother for both a sort of blossoming romance and political agenda"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 20:50:20</strong>
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				&nbsp;As Hayate spoke Fate had been drinking a sip of her tea. She had nearly sputtered her tea out of her mouth at Hayate's bluntness. "Hayate!" she said coughing a bit from taking in too much of the liquid at one time. She gently wiped her mouth with a cloth. "That was pretty blunt you know." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum much like her long time friend and comrade was also slacked jawed at Hayate's boldness. About the only thing worse would have been if she had said. <em>"Hey you two like each other so go fuck already."</em><em></em> To say the Commander was suddenly red-faced was quite the shock and even she couldn't believe Hayate had actually said that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 23:01:38</strong>
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				Jeremy looked at the Princess and listened as she spoke. Finding her to be the most interesting person in the room at that exact moment. She spoke how her Family never really moved around their world. Something, some could say, was a testament to the stability of the ruling family's Power. He smiled as she spoke of "Afternoons in the shade" and chuckled as she told of all the attendants that had to be there. He thought of a funny story from his childhood about climbing trees, and was about to relate it when Telaliel spoke of her Mother and how she was pushing for her Daughter to marry. Jeremy felt a twinge of sadness for the Princess. Being forced to marry was something he wouldn't wish upon anyone. <br><br>His attention was turned to Hayate when she began to speak. So far she was relatively quiet most of the evening, but when she spoke. She spoke with elegance and maturity. So hearing what she said caught him completely off guard. So much so that he pretty much froze with his drink mid-way between his tray and his lips. Jeremy was speechless. He was not sure if Hayate was joking or not. Apparently judging by the reactions of her own crew. they were just as surprised as Jeremy was. No wonder Amelia had the Belka as part of her Flag. The Captain shared her sense of humor. Though Signum's thoughts were much closer to what Admiral Burnside would have said. Hell, she' would have even offered her room for the Cause. <br><br>Jeremy looked over at the Princess and could not help but imagine her in a beautiful Wedding dress. The image in his mind caused his cheeks to blush. "I am positive that Princess Telaliel would make a wonderful bride, and wife, but I believe Marriage should be made with "Love", and not political machinations involved." He explained. Jeremy could be an Idealistic fool at times, but he was who he was. He looked over at the princess, and gave her a smile. Yes she was very attractive and there certainly was a spark between them. So he thought, but they literally just met each other. Jeremy didn't wholly believe in "Love at first Sight".&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 04:03:40</strong>
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				Telaliel had been working on eating as the words come from Hayate, the chopsticks slipping and food dropping all over the table.&nbsp; Her skin turns a rather lovely shade of pink, blushing and looking at Hayate in absolute shock, then to the captain and back to Hayate.&nbsp; Listening to Jeremy's words, her blush deepens perhaps a touch more.<br><br>"Until only yesterday, our people had been alone, only us in the world and no others.&nbsp; To marry an alien, even of the captain's standing, and even with what he has done for us would be..."&nbsp; she pauses a moment to search for words, "so far beyond my people right now I don't even know where to begin!&nbsp; So far as they know I've been abducted!&nbsp; And while there are, um...stories and tales of brides being swept off their feet in a whirlwind romance, eloping and living happily, such is not the life of an heir designate.&nbsp; Besides, there are the matters of heirs and dynasties, politics, bindings, treaties and diplomacy to consider.&nbsp; Love...one could be fortunate in that regard.&nbsp; My parents love one another very much, and so far as I know, many of my family have been happy in their marriage.&nbsp; It's just that there are so many more concerns than love...as I am often told by my tutors."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 05:18:12</strong>
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				The Princess's reaction was as expected to Jeremy. A bit shocked and a bit embarrassed. It would seem that Captain Yagami's comment unknowingly put her in a rather awkward and difficult spot. Jeremy, hoping to defuse a potential incident, decided to change subjects. "I believe the Princess raises a good point. Our departure from her world was rather dramatic and I think we need to focus on establishing contact with her home. At least so her parents are aware that she is safe and is on her way home." He stated. Hoping he was successful in sparing the Princess any more awkwardness. As they worked to establish the connection. Jeremy leaned over to the princess and whisper. "My sincerest apologies, Your Highness, for any embarrassment that you may have endured. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------<br><br>On Æphera, King Ferinand sat on his throne. So far they have not been able to ascertain the fate of his daughter and feared the worst. His wife had recently retired to their bed chambers as she was so mentally exhausted that she had to lay down. "Oh, my daughter. What cruel fate has fallen upon you?" He lamented. Though his own body was racked with fatigue and exhaustion the King couldn't sleep. Not without knowing what happened to his daughter. He let out a mournful sigh. <br><br>The doors of the throne room were flung open as a low ranking member of the military stood there panting. The insigina upon his sleeve showed him to specialize in Communications. "Y-Your Majesty!...(Gasp)...(Wheeze)...We have received a transmission..." The Soldier was trying to get out between gasps. The King sat up in his throne and looked at him. "What kind of transmission?". "Sir, From the Princess!" The tech stated. The King flew to his feet and followed the ensign to the palaces communications room. There on the screen was the face of his daughter. Frainand thought his legs would give out. She didn't seem hurt or distressed. "Telaliel! you're alive! Are you hurt? Are you a prisoner?..." He began to rattle off questions like a machine gun. "Don't worry, Baby. Daddy's going to figure out how to save you." He declared. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 05:19:56</strong>
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				&nbsp;After she had finished her reports and helping Wade finish his Misa decided to get up and stretch her legs a bit. She found herself wandering the Musashi's hallways until she somehow reached the bridge of the ship. The door hissed open and she was admitted to the massaive open space that comprised the Musashi's bridge. She smiled seeing the other two men on the bridge of the ship conversing before walking up to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 06:59:17</strong>
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				Telaliel nods slightly to Jeremy, letting him lead her out and trying to conceal her blush as they found their way to the communications area.&nbsp; At his words she smiles a touch, leaning almost back against him, "t'was not of your doing, captain...no need to apologize for it.&nbsp; Your distraction was greatly appreciated."<br><br>She smiles slightly at the sight of her father and his frantic worry.&nbsp; "I'm fine, father, truly.&nbsp; A situation arose and there wasn't enough time to contact you before Jeremy and his crew left.&nbsp; I thought it best if at least one of us was along to observe what had happened and lives were at stake.&nbsp; I have my guardian with me.&nbsp; They aren't holding me against my will at all."&nbsp; She pauses a moment, looking to Jeremy, then to her father again, "I've...we've brought back one of the enemy vessels as well.&nbsp; It's damaged, but repairable, and has been granted as salvage to our world.&nbsp; But I think we need to bring the captain and his command staff down and discuss the Pillar of Founding...sooner than later."&nbsp; She gives her father a meaningful look and perhaps the tiniest of nods at the expression that crosses his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 21:08:37</strong>
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				JW turned to see who stepped onto the bridge when he heard the door hiss open behind him. At first he didn't recognize the woman. "Good evening how are you doing?" JW asked as he found himself admiring the newcomer. It took racking his brain for a few minutes before he finally connected the dots. "you're with that flight of fighters we helped out! How are you guy doing?" He asked in a friendly manner as he twisted to engage both Prowers and Graves. <br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"You're very welcome, Princess." Jeremy stated softly as he noticed she was leaning slightly towards him. His cheeks blushing as he felt his body stiffen up so if in the event she does lean against him. He would be able to support her. Though she didn't look like she would be very heavy. <br><br>Ferinand lets out his breath as Telaliel states that she is alright and was not a prisoner. Though his brows knitted when she spoke of a "Jeremy". Who was Jeremy? Just off screen he saw the one Eyed Alien captain standing with his daughter. It took a moment to remember that the Captain's name was "Jeremy" frpm when they first met. What happened that his Daughter would refer to a Alien Ship captain so familiarly. However, that wasn't the biggest surprise of the day. It would appear that Telaliel will be bringing something home with her. A ship apparently. The King didn't know how to respond. everything was happening so fast. However, the main thing was that is daughter was alive and well. Her mother, the Queen, would be quite relieved. <br><br>The King's eyes widen when his daughter told him that they needed to show the Aliens the Pillar of Founding. Probably the most scared place on all of Æphera. It was the place, according to the Chronicles, that the "Allies" Set the survivors of their people when they were saved from the dying world of Terra thousands of years ago. Why did she want to bring the Aliens to the Pillar? Usually only the Royal Family, High Priests and Very select Researchers may go to the Pillar. Telaliel knows this. Knows how important the Pillar is to her people. The King pursed his lips a moment as he thought. The slight nod from his daughter seen and noted. Meaning she was taking the subject very seriously. "I must ask, Why is it is so important to show the Aliens our most sacred Artifact?" The King asked. <br><br>"Please pardon my interruption, your Majesties." Jeremy quickly stated in a hushed tone. the interjection caught the king a bit off guard. He was expecting his daughter to be the one doing the talking at this point. "What is it, Captain?" The King asked. "Again, My apologies for interrupting, but I think it would not be prudent to discuss the matter over an unsecured Channel. We don't know <em>who</em> might be listening." James stated in a cryptic sense. The King's eyes narrowed. What ever is going on apparently the alien captain was taking the ramifications very seriously. "We'll discuss it upon your return. Which i am curious to when that is." the King Stated, looking hard at Jeremy. "We estimate splash down upon Æphera in approximately 4 hours. There will be three ships. The Musashi, The War-Wagon the Princess secured for your people, and a EDF Heavy Cruiser, Belka." Jeremy explained. "Three Alien vessels!" The King Nearly yelped. He was having enough trouble with One, now he had three to deal with. He groaned a bit as rubbed his head. "I guess it can't be helped" he said reluctantly. He turned back to his Daughter. "Please, My dearest daughter, Please be careful. You are one of my most precious treasures." He spoke as he raised his hand to the screen and brushed it along Telaliel's cheek. "I'll protect the Princess, Your Majesty. With my life if necessary." Jeremy said in a dead serious tone. The King blinked at the Captain. He found the tone and seriousness to which he spoke actually comforting. "Please keep my Daughter safe, Captain." The king stated for which Jeremy nodded.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 00:17:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg6989577#msg6989577">Quote from: Mac84 on 28-09-2012, 21:08:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">JW turned to see who stepped onto the bridge when he heard the door hiss open behind him. At first he didn't recognize the woman. "Good evening how are you doing?" JW asked as he found himself admiring the newcomer. It took racking his brain for a few minutes before he finally connected the dots. "you're with that flight of fighters we helped out! How are you guy doing?" He asked in a friendly manner as he twisted to engage both Prowers and Graves. <br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the Lieutenant. "I am doing ok for the moment. Though some of my pilots are having it rougher than others after that last battle." she said sighing a bit revealing that the stress of the last day and half finally caught up to her in the bone weary tone she used when she talked to him. "My pilots are ok for the most part. None of them have any real injuries aside from some minor cuts, abbrasions or small electrical burns associated with things going sparky sparky in a cock that thirty minutes in sickbay won't cure." she said. Though what she hadn't mentioned was the injuries that couldn't be seen or tended to by any doctor, injuries of the heart.&nbsp; Not the phyiscal one but the mental or spiritual heart. Chief among them was Tomoe. The girl had broken down again after the battle and was resting in sickbay once more Alleyne had agreed to watch her while Misa tended her own phyiscal needs. Each of the squad members had agreed to watch over her in shifts. It was something they did, they were family and family tended thier own. She had gotton herself something in the ship's galley before her feet decided to simply wander the hallways before finding herself here on the bridge once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 23:57:10</strong>
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				Prower-Graves nodded. "Aye, it's always rough on the flyboys after a battle like that." he remarked as he turned in his chair to face her. "You and your chaps did well out there, from what I saw. You should be proud of yourselves - finest tradtions of the fleet, etc, etc." he said as he gave her a wan smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 00:08:37</strong>
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				"Yeah. I am glad we were able to get to you all quick enough to be able to help." JW reinforced. After a moment, JW turned back to Misa with a much more solemn expression. "I am deeply sorry for any losses your squadron may have suffered." He stated softly.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 00:32:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the two people on the bridge. "Thank you both for your setiments." she from the bottom of her heart. She could tell both men ment every word they said without malice or patronizing intention, but straight fact of truth. It was refreshing sound to hear really. Oh of course she had heard the words before but they had always sounded empty, hollow. This time however she could hear the unmistakble ring of truth in them, something she hadn't heard in a long time. But as much as she wanted to reveal in hearing there was another thought that waged inside her head. "Theire is something I will need to talk with Captain about when he gets back. My pilots and I would like to hold a service for our fallen commrades. It will give closer to one of them and she can move on." Misa said to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 00:40:01</strong>
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				JW looked at Prowers and nodded before turning back to Misa. "I don't see why not. I am very confident that the Captain will help you out in what ever you need to properly send off your team mates." JW said without hesitation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 00:52:55</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa noded her head before a thought came to her. "Man to think how my life changed twenty-foud hours ago." she said shaking her head. "I was just another pilot on an escort carrier for a cargo ship and now...wow." she said to them looking out over the Musashi's view ports as the surrounding vista of the Belka and the War wagon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 01:47:11</strong>
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				"Yeah, we are surprised too, b-but you can't hold the Captain responsible. He-we tried to get them all to turn away. That last ship wouldn't listen. The captain even called the CEO personally. Yet, that bastard seemed happy about the ramifications of what they were going to do!" JW stated, getting a bit worked up in the situation almost happened.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 22:58:48</strong>
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				"Easy there, lad, don't get yourself up into a lather over it." Prower-Graves said with a shake of his head. "The fortunes of war are fickle and capricious. And it could have been worse after all; they might have had more ships fail to respond after all. Just remember that." he said. Throughout it all he spoke in that same calm, even tone of voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 01:12:41</strong>
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				Telaliel smiles a touch at her fathers reaction to the comment about the pillar, whole heartedly agreeing with what the captain has to say.&nbsp; "There are certain things I've found while visiting with our alien guests, but are best discussed in person.&nbsp; As for captain Jeremy, he has been a perfect gentleman, and I trust him to see us safely through.&nbsp; Even when he has not been able to see to it personally, he's assigned personnel to aid.&nbsp; We would do well to make sure that he and his crew are honored as guests, as we would any dignitary or commander of our own at the palace."&nbsp; Her color darkens just a touch at the comments about guarding her, though she doesn't let her slight embarrassment at his words distract her from the conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 01:44:42</strong>
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				when Telaliel said that Captain BLack and his crew should be treated like honored guests. An idea sprang to the King. "Yes, Yes. that would be perfect." He muttered. Jeremy looked on curiously as the King seemed to have something in mind. "We'll throw a ball. Yes, a great ball to honor the return of our Princess and her "Prize". Your mother will be so Happy! Of course, Captain Black and his crew would be invited, and we can discuss this "Important" matter then, among other matters." The King said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Jeremy blinked his one good eye and looked at the Princess to see if she has any insight to what is going on. <br><br>The conversation didn't last much past that as the channel was closed. "Your Highness, I believe it would be good to call it an evening if that is alright with you. That way you may rest for when we arrive. I believe you may find "Reentry" interesting." Jeremy stated as they departed to room. Finding Captain Yagami and her Executive Officer. Jeremy gave them both a warm smile. "Thank you very much for a very enjoyable evening, Captain Yagami, Commander Signum."<br><br>------------------------------------------------<br><br>JW nodded as he took a couple breaths to relax. It still kinda bothered him about what happened. "Thanks, Chief. Yeah your right." JW said as he slumped into his chair. He looked out of the front windscreen when he realized that Misa was still standing. JW stood up and stretched. "If you want, please take my seat. My butt was starting to fall asleep." JW said as he began to walk around.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 08:07:43</strong>
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				Hayate smiled back at Jeremy as he thanked her for the evening. "It was my pleasure captain Black. I assure you that you and the princess are welcome aboard the Belka at any time." She then turned to Signum "Perhaps we should return to the bridge soon after all we have some preperations to make before we land on the planets surface"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 22:23:18</strong>
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				Once back aboard the Musashi, Things finally settled down that Jeremy could get some rest. Retiring to his quarters with orders to the Bridge to wake him once they are close to Planet Æphera. The Captain's Quarters sat at the very top of the Command tower just above the First Bridge. This allowed him quick access to the bridge. Jeremy sat down in his chair behind his desk and looked out at the sea of stars that the panoramic windows of his Quarters showed him. Slowly, he began to undo his uniform top and set it aside to be cleaned. He then pulled out the uniform he is to wear tomorrow before he truly sat down to relax. A cold drink locked into its little indention on his desk.<br><br>&nbsp;Also Sitting on his desk was a large wooden box. The Wood showing fresh Deep rosewood stain and loving attention. Flipping open the Lid, a large brass disc, roughly the size of an LP record sat on it's spindle with a bar running across the top about halfway. The Bar had fingers that would pick up the holes in the brass disc and trigger the corresponding bell to ring out around the box. The bells were situated around the outer parameter of the box and can be seen through Glass panels. In the front cavity of the Box was a scene taken from a Victorian ball room. The Ball room was half assembled as it was missing half the figurines. The missing Figurines were removed to be restored. Small porcelain figures in the mists of being repainted in the vibrant pastels that the originals would have been in. Standing 3-4 inches tall. They were dressed in period clothing. Such fine detail went into crafting this music box. It could even play more discs. the extras being stored in a drawer just beneath Ball room window. <br><br>From around his neck, Jeremy pulled a small brass and silver key. The Handle was molded into the shape of a heart with flourished piercings and even held a locket to put pictures of loved ones. the original photos Jeremy found long since faded to be unrecognizable. It was one of the most endearing things about the Music box. It was obvious whom ever made it truly loved who they were giving it to. Jeremy slipped the key into the hole beside the Arm. Twisting, he could hear the clicking of the spring being wound. Once tight enough, He removed the key and flipped the switch. Soon the room was being filled with the melodious chimes of small bells. It was soothing as Jeremy slipped off his eye patch and rubbed the scarred damaged portion of his face. the air of the room feeling cool upon the once covered skin. as the music box played, Jeremy laid down in his bed and simply stared up at the unfamiliar stars. Soon sleep would wash over him.<br><br>A couple of hours later, The intercom beeped signaling someone needing his attention. Reaching up. Jeremy fumbled for the button. "This is the Captain." He stated still a bit Groggy from sleep. "Sir, You asked to be notified when we closed in with the Planet Æphera, Sir." Came a female voice. "Understood, Thank you." Jeremy stated as he clicked off the intercom. Standing up, he stretched as bit. The spring in the music box having long since run down. Jeremy grabbed a hot shower and put on his clothes as an idea suddenly sprang to mind. Calling down to the bridge. Jeremy had them hold position. He figured the Princess would enjoy seeing the sight of her planet from space. So once he left his quarters, he made his way down to the VIP Quarters where he rang the chime and waited for the door to answer.&nbsp; <br><br>Antique Music Box:<br>(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRTBTxg_ZRhUiidbUC6Oe_sz8B1wA-9qUR9zshYJ1sJHgYoHd-hM34VdGMb)<br><br>Key to Music box:<br>(http://img.alibaba.com/img/pb/756/524/508/508524756_841.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 04:21:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa sighed when she had crashed in her billet for the night. She had gotton a shower from one of the communal officer showers the Musashi carriered before going to her new assigned room. She hadn't cared to change into one of her short sleeping yukatas when she got back so she basicly decided that after the day she had had she just said fuck it all and anyone who came to see her before she had gotton sleep was going to get to see her in all her glory. That's right she was exhuasted enough that she didn't give two shits if someone saw her in the buff if they disturbed her before she was ready.&nbsp; Allyene would be staying with Tomoe tonight with each of the other pilots doing as much themselves over the next couple of nights. Something she was greatful for and was reminded of each time she looked at them. So ass soon as her head hit the pillow she had passed out.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she sat at her display after having been asleep for the last five or six hours. She had retired to her room shortly after the shuttle to <br>the Belk had departed for some much needec rest. She been on duty by that point for roughly sixteen hours and she was exhausted. Of course granted some of her exhaustion was due in part to her hour spent in the arms of the wonderful Admiral Amelia Burnside, a thought that still made her blush and smile like she was back in high school. As she sat down at her consol Ginga was still wearing the Admiral's uniform coat over her standard regulation Lazurus Corp. uniform, though she thought she would remove the Lazurus logo from her unform since they were effectively no longer a part of the Lazurus Corperation. She had gotton her orders to hold the Musashi in an approach orbit for the Princess to see her world, a sight she thought she should see. A virginity being broken so to speak. Heck she and her attendent guard had been the first of her race in space so she was already a trailblazer in that aspect. She smiled as she read the star charts and readouts of the night officer and smiled as she manuvered plotted a course for the great ship that by the time princess would get there she would see the sight of her planet backlit by a sunrise on her world. Ginga had decided that if she was going to have this particular cherry broken, then why not make it a sight she would always remember.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum had agreed with Hayate as they began to clean everything off from dinner. It had been rather informative and fun to meet the princess, despite the somewhat somber tone the meal had taken it had gotton back on track afterawhile and things seemed to get straightend out before the princess left them for her return trip to the Musashi. Signum nodded her head to Hayate when she agreed they needed to return. "Sounds fine Hayate, though I think you may have impressed the Captain of the Musashi with this little party of yours. Either that or thinks your certifible, which again either way it goes you got the impression you wanted." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate had excused herself from the dinner's end as she needed to take care of a few things as far as security was concerned. She needed to make sure her people were adivised of a few things before they made planet fall which it seemed was the inevible outcome of all things. So with these thoughts in mind she wandered into the station house to speak with her second in command, Teana Lanister.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 04:52:35</strong>
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				JW was looking over a data pad. Making sure it was properly set up before he gave it to Captain Ayase. It would keep her up to date on pertinent information about the ship and her fighter squadron. As he arrived at Misa's recently assigned quarters. He wasn't paying attention as he pressed the chime for her door. He was looking down at the datapad as he waited for the door to open. <br><br>As the door hissed open, JW looked up. "Good Evening, Capta....in." He said as he saw her standing there. His head and eyes unconsciously eyed her up from head to toe. "Um.....I forgot why I came by." JW stated. "Sorry for disturbing you, Captain."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 04:58:19</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa herself had been just settling in when she heard the door chime. "Awe fuck! What the hell is is now." she groaned as she slid out from under the warm covers and headed towards the door. She opened it to find the young bridge officer JW standing their with a data pad in hand. "Can I help you Lieutenant?" she said to him as she caught his wandering eyes on her naked body. She snorted a laugh when she heard he had forgotton what he had come for. <em>"Heh. Oh how it is to be young. Show a young boy a pair of tits and a great ass and they become as simple as simiens."</em><em></em> she thought ruefully. "I gather you came to see me for some reason Lieutenant so come on inside. While I don't mind giving one person a free show I do mind the whole ship. Unless of course they are paying at which point I don't really care." she said turning and walking back into her room showing him her great ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:04:33</strong>
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				JW hesitantly followed the Captain in. One could easily be hypnotized by that upside down heart shaped butt. As soon as he entered he instantly turned around so as to not gawk at the Captain, though that image was now permanently seared into his memory. Not a particularly bad proposition. Looking down at the data pad. He suddenly remembered why he was there. "I brought you this data pad. All High ranking officers get them. It will give you status updates pertinent to your station and needs on board the Musashi. It will also keep tabs on your Squadron's Maintenance cycles and keeps a history of what repairs and services have been done as well as which tech worked on what fighter." JW explained as he held the Tablet over his shoulder.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:08:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she sat down crossing one leg over the other as she looked at the lieutenant who had turned his back when he had recovered his senses after seeing her naked rear. However Misa having lived the kinda life she lived had long since abandoned some of those habits. "First off Lieutenant grow up, grow a set of balls and turn around and face me. I don't like people telling me things when they aren't facing me. Besides if you can't handle this level of nudity then how are you going to do when it's time to do what natured intented for humans to do?" she said to him with a rueful smile on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 19:26:40</strong>
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				"Yes Ma'am." JW said as he turned around. Making sure to keep eye contact. though the temptation was there to look down. "This is your Ship's Data tablet, Captain. With it you can access the ship's computer for information that is deemed Pertinent by the Security Chief Moroka." He stated as he handed her the Tablet. "Just press your thumb to the box on the bottom right of the screen to activate it. It is keyed to your Thumb print so no one else but the Captain or the Security chief can access it." He explained. "If that will be all, ma'am. I'll leave you to rest. I have to finish instructing the relief Helmswoman about some issues that i noticed while on watch." He stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 06:02:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa sighed as she looked over the datapad she had been given. "Huh to think I got accepted this quickly." she said a rueful smile on her face. "Though I guess when you are marooned on a deserted island you make real nice with your neighbors real fast." she said offering him a smile. "So tell me Lieutenant, what brought you all the way out here?" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:45:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7016848#msg7016848">Quote from: Sessha on 04-10-2012, 04:21:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa sighed when she had crashed in her billet for the night. She had gotton a shower from one of the communal officer showers the Musashi carriered before going to her new assigned room. She hadn't cared to change into one of her short sleeping yukatas when she got back so she basicly decided that after the day she had had she just said fuck it all and anyone who came to see her before she had gotton sleep was going to get to see her in all her glory. That's right she was exhuasted enough that she didn't give two shits if someone saw her in the buff if they disturbed her before she was ready.&nbsp; Allyene would be staying with Tomoe tonight with each of the other pilots doing as much themselves over the next couple of nights. Something she was greatful for and was reminded of each time she looked at them. So ass soon as her head hit the pillow she had passed out.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she sat at her display after having been asleep for the last five or six hours. She had retired to her room shortly after the shuttle to <br>the Belk had departed for some much needec rest. She been on duty by that point for roughly sixteen hours and she was exhausted. Of course granted some of her exhaustion was due in part to her hour spent in the arms of the wonderful Admiral Amelia Burnside, a thought that still made her blush and smile like she was back in high school. As she sat down at her consol Ginga was still wearing the Admiral's uniform coat over her standard regulation Lazurus Corp. uniform, though she thought she would remove the Lazurus logo from her unform since they were effectively no longer a part of the Lazurus Corperation. She had gotton her orders to hold the Musashi in an approach orbit for the Princess to see her world, a sight she thought she should see. A virginity being broken so to speak. Heck she and her attendent guard had been the first of her race in space so she was already a trailblazer in that aspect. She smiled as she read the star charts and readouts of the night officer and smiled as she manuvered plotted a course for the great ship that by the time princess would get there she would see the sight of her planet backlit by a sunrise on her world. Ginga had decided that if she was going to have this particular cherry broken, then why not make it a sight she would always remember.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum had agreed with Hayate as they began to clean everything off from dinner. It had been rather informative and fun to meet the princess, despite the somewhat somber tone the meal had taken it had gotton back on track afterawhile and things seemed to get straightend out before the princess left them for her return trip to the Musashi. Signum nodded her head to Hayate when she agreed they needed to return. "Sounds fine Hayate, though I think you may have impressed the Captain of the Musashi with this little party of yours. Either that or thinks your certifible, which again either way it goes you got the impression you wanted." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate had excused herself from the dinner's end as she needed to take care of a few things as far as security was concerned. She needed to make sure her people were adivised of a few things before they made planet fall which it seemed was the inevible outcome of all things. So with these thoughts in mind she wandered into the station house to speak with her second in command, Teana Lanister.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Captain Hayate Yagami smiled idly as she listened to what her first officer and long time friend Signum had to say. "Certifiable or Impressive as you say either way is fine with me" She then changed back into her EDF uniform there in the small pavilion of the Tea garden as she prepared to make her way back to the bridge. She had a few things left to do before she would allow herself to take a rest.<br><br>Teana on the other hand was cleaning a pistol as her superior and Friend Fate walked into the station house. "Ah Fate-san all went well I hope?" she asked standing up and saluting as she entered the room. She showed respect yet spoke liberally given their status and such. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 04:34:50</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7022610#msg7022610">Quote from: Sessha on 05-10-2012, 06:02:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa sighed as she looked over the datapad she had been given. "Huh to think I got accepted this quickly." she said a rueful smile on her face. "Though I guess when you are marooned on a deserted island you make real nice with your neighbors real fast." she said offering him a smile. "So tell me Lieutenant, what brought you all the way out here?" she said to him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>JW listened as Misa mused out loud. He couldn't help but chuckle. What she said was very similar to what the Security Chief stated. "Well Ma'am. You did decide to not take up the Captain's invitation to jump ship to the Arizona when you had your chance. So even if you decide not to fight the Corporation. I think that will Matter very little to <em>Them</em>. All they know is that this Ship is resisting them and they will assume everyone on board is of the same mindset." JW stated even though he was not asked of his opinion. JW had calm down some by now. He continued to make sure to retain eye contact. "The Security Chief asked that I drop that off, Ma'am. He is present swamped with other work. Looking over the crew files and making sure that those that stayed can truly be trusted." JW explained, answering her question. <br><br>Elsewhere in the Ship, Jeremy stood outside the Stateroom door. Waiting patiently for it to be answered. He hoped that the princess would like the view of her homeworld. It was certainly a climatic experience for him when he first saw Earth from space. Pictures, and/or Video's simply didn't do the scene justice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 13:55:01</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to what the Lieutenant had to say. "That's a very good reason for being in my quarters but what I ment what was what brought you out this far to the Musashi? You seemed like you could have done well for yourself in the EDF but here you are running Errands on a ship?" she said to him kinda curious about him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 15:54:51</strong>
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				"Oh!" JW stated realizing her question went completely over his head. He leaned against her desk and gave a shrug as he crossed his arms over his chest. "The EDF didn't take kindly to my piloting skills. My former captain court marshaled me for "Using unauthorized, and Unsuitable Tactics" even though my "Tactics" Did get the Assault Destroyer's ass out of the Fire. We were the only survivors too. Yet, he didn't give two shits." JW said with a bit of a growl. "Well, the Captain found me a couple of years later. He heard what I done. I was expecting him to lecture me on following orders, but...he hired me instead." JW stated proudly. "I never in my life thought I would be at the helm of a Battleship! Hell, I say that the Musashi is even better than the Yamato, I would put Dollar to donuts that the Food is better. McAndrews is a whiz in the kitchen." JW beamed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 21:55:23</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa herself nodded her head listening to his story. "Why am I suddenly getting the feeling that almost everyone on this ship is a second-chance sailor?" she said with a bit of a rueful grin and chuckle. Though the way she said it there almost seemed to be an air of famirlarity with those three words. That she knew the meaning of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>07-10-2012, 04:17:56</strong>
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				Telaliel twitches slightly at the announcement of a ball in her honor.&nbsp; "That's...quite alright father...really.&nbsp; No need to go out of your way with celebrations.&nbsp; I mean...honestly I'd like to just have a chance to relax.&nbsp; Relax far, far away from the ballroom.&nbsp; And the crowd.&nbsp; And mother introducing me to every eligible noble within a few thousand laar of the captial."&nbsp; Her look at her father was rather pointed, but she knew it was a losing proposition.&nbsp; They were bound and determined to have her safely married off sooner than later, whether she wanted to or not.&nbsp; And if this one was being thrown <em>expressly</em> for her...<br><br>She sighed and resigned herself to the the ball a few moments later.&nbsp; She'd have to play dutiful princess at least for a while, and when the time came she would make her quiet exit through the kitchens and to freedom.&nbsp; She'd always managed to do so before, and the staff there loved her.&nbsp; She lets out a soft breath as the screen flickers and dies with the disconnect, quietly following Jeremy to the shuttle and back to his ship.&nbsp; She sits silently for some time in the shuttle before starting to pace, the mutters softly, "why must they always host these balls?&nbsp; Perhaps I should have simply stayed in the armed services..."&nbsp; The words seem to be more&nbsp; rhetorical than anything, not actually expecting any answers.<br><br>Back on the ship, she blushes slightly as the captain escorts her to the state room, giving him a slight almost curtsey and a smile.&nbsp; "A chance to rest and then to face the next battle, captain.&nbsp; Likely to be fought with elegant dances, sharpened wit and wandering hands, I fear.&nbsp; At least this time there will be allies there."&nbsp; She smiles to him and nods slightly, letting the door close before heading to lay down.<br><br>It seems no sooner than her head hits the pillows that she here's the sound of chimes at the door.&nbsp; In a half daze she starts in that direction, only to be stopped by her guardian&nbsp; blearily.&nbsp; "Hm?&nbsp; Oh..."&nbsp; She pauses, looking over herself a moment and sighs.&nbsp; "I know I don't exactly look my princessy best at the moment, but we don't really <em>have</em> anything else to wear.&nbsp; I don't even have a proper brush!"&nbsp; She sighs and rummages through a belt pouch to pull out another strand of the strange metal, pulling her hair back and releasing it as the strand spirals around to hold it in place.&nbsp; She considers the rest of the outfit for a moment, but...there really isn't much to be done.&nbsp; With that she answers the door, looking a bit...well, slept in.&nbsp; Clothing slightly wrinkled, hair not entirely perfect any more, looking just a bit out of focus as she answers the door, blinking a bit.<br><br>"Oh...captain, um...I didn't expect to see you here quite so soon.&nbsp; Are we already there?&nbsp; I didn't feel anything, then again I'm running a bit...tired at the moment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-10-2012, 04:58:20</strong>
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				As Jeremy stood there waiting on the door to open. He thought back to how the conversation ended with the King. Telaliel seemed unhappy have a ball thrown in her honor. Not that Jeremy could wholly blame her. He was never really any good in such a situation. He remembered how cute she looked as she blushed when he escorted her and her Guardian to the Stateroom. Even though, she only gave him an almost Curtsey, Jeremy gave her a full bow in return. He smiled back to her when she spoke of resting for another battle. Though, when she spoke of allies. He had secretly hoped she was referring to him and those he would bring for the ball. "Yes, Your Majesty. I won't let you to "suffer" alone" Jeremy joked with a soft Chuckle. "Good night, Princess Telaliel. May you have sweet Dreams." He said. Returning Her smile as the door closed. <br><br>As the Door opens, Jeremy instantly felt guilty. It was rather obvious that the princess had just woken up, and he was the one that did it. "My sincerest apologies, Your Majesty, for waking you." Jeremy stated softly. "I just thought you would like to see something Wonderful." he explained. As the two walked down the corridor, Jeremy was fairly tight lipped at what he wanted to show her. Knowing that words would simply fail to do it proper justice. He would simply tell her it was "Wonderful".&nbsp; <br><br>Soon they reached the starboard observation deck. Just outside the huge windows. It only appeared like normal space. However, It would seem Ginga's timing was spot on as the next moment, the system's Primary began to rise over Æphera. the Beautiful world hung in space like a Christmas Ornament. Jeremy gave Telaliel a Moment to bask in the beauty of her home planet. After a minute or two. Jeremy came to stand next to the Princess. "It is said that when Man first left the Cradle of Earth and looked down upon our world from space for the first time, he prayed. He was truly humbled by what he saw. A world where there were no lines like on a map. From so far up, the Earth looked so small against the universe. Man first saw how small he was, and yet How great as well." Jeremy stated. Hoping he did come off self-righteous. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------ <br><br>JW was conversing with Captain Misa the previous night. "I wouldn't say everyone, Captain. Lt. Nakajima isn't. She was actually Honorably discharged. Also, Miss McAndrew, the head cook on board isn't. She is a classically trained Chef. When I asked the Captain why he hired her, and not a military cook. He said that he wants <em>us</em> to eat actual good food." JW said with a chuckle. Glancing over at the wall chronometer, JW Gasped that it was getting so late. "I-I am sorry Captain. I been keeping you up." He said as he moved for the door. However, before he stepped out he turned to Misa. His cheeks a deep rosy hue. "Also, for what's worth, Captain...I think you look beautiful." With that he disappeared out the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-10-2012, 20:41:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa was enjoying the company until he noticed what time it was and begged her forgiveness. "No it's perfectly alright Lieutenant. The company was nice and I've been alseep for about five to six hours so it was getting close for to wake-up normally." she said to him as she rose from her chair to get dressed. She heard the Lieutenant's comment before he left the room and it did kinda make her smile a bit before she began to dress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>18-10-2012, 23:44:18</strong>
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				"Aw, come on, folding already? Tch, why even play if you won't take any chances?"<br>"Chances, Kyu? I'm just leaving while I've still got a bird to fly in."<br>"Now you know I'd never take a pilot's baby away from them, that's just cruel. Granted, you might wind up flying in your skivvies, but hey, that's life."<br><br>With that exchange, one of the pilots who had been sitting around a table in a small little room, now filled with smoke, got up and headed for the door. The woman he was talking to was a young Korean woman with a smirk on her face, and a cigar between her lips; which most likely was the cause of most of the smoke, though a few of the other pilots were smoking cigarettes as well. She had a box on the table in front of her, missing the one now in her mouth, the spoils of one of her many victories so far. There were a few other pilots at the table, each eying the woman warily as they continued their game of cards. The woman, Cha Eun Kyung, or Kyu to her friends and co-workers, was clearly on a winning streak.<br><br>She took a puff of her cigar, removing it from between her lips simply to better direct the blast of smoke she blew into her co-workers' faces, before speaking again, "Alright, ladies, let's keep this game rolling!" Her, generally male, co-workers, simply sighed and kept the game going. Eun Kyung&nbsp; had been feeling anxious, like she usually was when she wasn't in her bird, and relaxing with some rampant gambling, the taste of toxic smoke in her mouth, accompanied by the occasionally sip from the glass of scotch in front her, was the best way she could think of to wind down and keep herself from going stir-crazy. She couldn't wait to get back in the pilot seat. She knew she shouldn't wish for combat, but she could really go for a nice dogfight. At least she had something to kill the time with, though, and she wasn't having a bad game either, much to the chagrin of the others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 02:21:46</strong>
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				Telaliel blinks a bit at the captain's words, pausing before she says something that could be misconstrued.&nbsp; What was it about being alone with him that made her want to make, as her father would put it, 'unwise, however so humorous' comments.&nbsp; Saying something like, 'but I see something wonderful already' was likely to be taken in the wrong way.&nbsp; Or was it the right way?&nbsp; She was definitely going to have to find some time for meditation in the near future before her mind wandered too terribly far afield.&nbsp; She groaned inwardly and bent her head to rub her eyes for a moment before looking back up to him.&nbsp; "Of course, captain.&nbsp; No need to apologize, it's simply been a very long, stressful day.&nbsp; I'm afraid I'd already been awake some time when someone I won't mention popped into my star system and spooked my guardian into basically dragging me out of the palace."&nbsp; She smiles a bit and nods, stepping into the corridor with him.<br><br>For a moment, as the enter the observation room, she isn't sure what it is that he's taken her to see.&nbsp; Then the brilliant light of the local star broke over the sharp edged disc of the world, bringing the world below them to life in sudden clarity.&nbsp; The clouds, the continents, the oceans and streams in sudden perfect color.&nbsp; Without even realizing she had moved, she lets her hand slowly stroke the impossibly strong glass between her and the beauty of the world below.&nbsp; She knew enough of the maps she could almost draw the lines of the borders of the states, the paths from city to city, the names of the lakes and rivers, and yet...to see it all without those markings, as simple a perfect globe, slowly spinning under the light of its distant star somehow changed it, making it both more and less that what it was.<br><br>The translator might hesitate for a moment as her speech changes, a much more archaic language, like Ælpheran but more rough, more unrefined.&nbsp; "And the allies brought them from the world, opening a door as they did, a moment revealed the darkness and the light and Terra hung upon nothing."&nbsp; Her hand slowly curls as her fingers stroke the glass, staring as she continues, "and the allies opened the door again, revealing to us a world not Terra, and pronounced it Ælphera.&nbsp; The doors closed once more and we became, remade as not Terrans but as Ælpherans.&nbsp; And the allies spoke as they left that, in time, it was possible that we would open those doors ourselves, to reveal not only Ælphera or Terra but the countless multitude."<br><br>She blinks a bit, shaking off an almost religious trance and returning to her normal language, "sorry...I just...never realized that the stone was so...literal.&nbsp; That so many years ago, we stood just like this, seeing the world for the first time from above...and for so many years we were unable to see it that way again."&nbsp; She smiles, turning to him and gently placing a hand on his chest. "Thank you," is all she says, going on her tippy toes to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek before settling back down to the deck.&nbsp; "So few of my people even have a chance to see the monument, or the handful of tablets from that era kept carefully near it.&nbsp; Fewer still speak the words or can read them...only the priesthood and my family.&nbsp; Being able to see what it was that they saw, to understand what it is they meant..." She smiles slightly and shrugs, "there are no words."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 03:55:08</strong>
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				In another part of the ship. Kyu had been cleaning up. "Aw man! that was my only bottle of lightening!" One engineer bawled as he handed over a small mason jar of a clear looking liquid. It went by many names. White Lightening, or Moonshine. It came from an Old family recipe, but it was hard to get some from home. so He was very frugal with it. He had two pair and thought that Kyu was bluffing on a Full House. So he betted it for all the money on the table. A costly mistake. "Damn, I am out. I got to get some shut eye before my shift starts in 4 hours." He said before getting up and leaving the table. Leaving Kyu with only two other players. <br><br>Jeremy stood and gave Telaliel her moment as she looked upon her world. The Translator would have a very tough time trying to decipher what she was saying as it was so different from the language it was programmed with. Much like a thick accent or dialect. It was easily noticeable to Jeremy's ears as the tones of the words that Tel were speaking were rougher. Not as smooth, like the language was brand new. The Translator was able to pick out a couple of the words, but not really enough for the whole picture. However, there was a reverence to how Telaliel was speaking that told Jeremy that whatever it was she was saying was very important to her. Jeremy took a step or two closer to Tel, but still kept a respectable distance so as to not crowd the beautiful princess of Ælphera. <br><br>Once she completed what she said. She apologized to Jeremy. "There is no need to apologize, Your Highness." Jeremy said right before she turned around and placed her hands upon his chest. He looked deep into her eyes. He willed his body to relax as he didn't want the princess to think that the touch was unwanted. No, quite the contrary it was very pleasant. As she thanked him and rose up on her tip toes. Jeremy's eye widened. Feeling her velvety soft lips upon his flesh gave him a sharp pleasurable tingle. He could feel the heat raising in his cheeks as she lowered herself back down to the deck. He blinked as he unconsciously raised a hand to the cheek she kissed. His mouth making a small "o" in surprise. She continued to describe the language and how so few could speak or read it now. That gave Jeremy a moment to recompose himself. "You're very welcome, Princess. I thought you would like to see your world in such a way." He stated. "Don't worry about having no words. We Terrans were quite surprised by the beauty of our world from space as well." He finished, returning Tel's soft smile with a genuinely warm one of his own. Though he found he couldn't take his good eye off Telaliel. "We'll be entering the atmosphere shorty, Your Highness. You'll be home soon." <br><br>"Are preparations made for Atmospheric entry?" Jeremy asked his bridge crew. The Three ships were aligned to enter the atmosphere of Ælphera. "Yes Sir. The computers upon the Ælpheran Ship have been programmed to hold geosync orbit." The Comms Officer stated from her Station. "Very good, let's hope we don't get any parking tickets." Jeremy joked. As the two ships began their descent leaving the damaged War Wagon in orbit. the Bow of the Musashi rose as the bottom began to become super heated. Glowing red as the ship entered the upper Atmosphere. The ship's armored shutters closed over all window for the descent. As Jeremy stood there, his mind flashed back to the quip that the Princess gave him about their Dramatic entrance. Jeremy just chuckled at the Princess's sense of humor. The deck quaking a little bit from the entry. Jeremy nodded as he crossed his arms across his chest. The two ships streaked across the sky like meteors. Long trails of fire stretching for miles behind them. Though the Musashi's descent wasn't as dramatic as it's last one. It was still eye catching. <br><br>"Sir, we have entered Ælpheran atmosphere." JW Reported from the Helms station. "Deploy atmospheric wing. Reduce speed to 600 Kph, and prepare for water landing." Jeremy ordered as the Musashi leveled out and the armored shutters retracted to show the crystal blue sky of this world. The deep azure ocean stretching blow them as they gradually dropped attitude. the large Delta wing extending to give the large ship stability. "Sir, Estimated water landing in 10 minutes." JW Reported. Jeremy merely nodded. Soon the Musashi's keel struck the water 10 miles off the shore of the Capitol. The Ship easily taking to the seas of this world as if it were the Oceans of Earth. "Sir, The Belka has landed Safely." The Comms tech reported. Hearing the report from the Belka. "Ok, Helm take us in. I am sure the King and Queen would like to welcome their Daughter home." Jeremy stated in a relaxed fashion. He wasn't aware of how right he was. <br><br>At the Port that the Musashi once used. King Ferinand paced outside the Carriage. He wanted to be there once his daughter got off that infernal ship. In the Carriage, The Queen fidgeted with her fingers. Trying to be as Queen like as possible. An aide quickly trotted up to the king. "Sire, The spotters state that the ships landed off shore and are presently approaching." the Aide said. "Very good." Ferinand stated as he began to preen himself a bit. Soon, the Images of the Musashi, and the Belka could be seen approaching. The queen Stepped out of the&nbsp; carriage to stand by her husband. As the Musashi and Belka pulled up to the pier. The Musashi's Boarding ramp extended and lowered. At the Top, Jeremy and the Princess stood. "Welcome Home, Your Majesty." Jeremy said softly.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-10-2012, 01:58:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7022962#msg7022962">Quote from: pendarious on 05-10-2012, 07:45:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Captain Hayate Yagami smiled idly as she listened to what her first officer and long time friend Signum had to say. "Certifiable or Impressive as you say either way is fine with me" She then changed back into her EDF uniform there in the small pavilion of the Tea garden as she prepared to make her way back to the bridge. She had a few things left to do before she would allow herself to take a rest.<br><br>Teana on the other hand was cleaning a pistol as her superior and Friend Fate walked into the station house. "Ah Fate-san all went well I hope?" she asked standing up and saluting as she entered the room. She showed respect yet spoke liberally given their status and such.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Onboard the Belka before planetfall.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate smiled as she watched her second-in-command enter the station house after she had gotton back from the dinner. "Yeah it went about as well it could have gone. Though there was one or two rough spots but outside of that as far as a diplomatic session standpoint is concerned it went better than expected." she said to her as she noted the note from the bridge. "Well looks like you'd better get yourself strapped in cause we will making planet fall soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 07:48:17</strong>
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				Teana lowered her salute with a smile on her face as Fate spoke. "What made the whole situation so off at times?" she had a pretty good idea&nbsp; but she had to ask just to be sure. Her guess would be their ever off the wall captain. She couldn't help but muse over the potential conversation.<br><br>Once the Musashi and Belka had landed and docked on the planet the ship pulled p next to the large battleship. The boarding ramp lowered and Hayate along with Signum walked down Hayate smiled and saluted "EDF Captain Hayate Yagami it's an honor to meet you"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-10-2012, 05:17:17</strong>
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				&nbsp;Fate looked at her second. "Well it more to do with the fact that the princess remembered a particularly bad time on her planet where she had to lead men into battle and she witnessed combat for the first time. Needless to say it left a mark on her. So it kinda darkened the mood a bit. But things soon turned around." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-10-2012, 02:51:59</strong>
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				Looked upon the sight of the two alien warships now docked at his capitol. It was an imposing sight. Both bristling with weapons. One, he recognized the Alien vessel, The Musashi. The other, though not as large, was still very impressive. The King didn't pay Hayate and Signum any heed as he dashed past them and embraced his daughter like any worried father. "My Little Tel. Are you hurt? You look tired, have you been sleeping, eating?" he began assaulting her with questions. Jeremy had to bite inside of his lip to prevent laughing. The "King" went right out the Window and was pure "Daddy". <br><br>After a moment of Ferinand doting over Telaliel. A polite cough caught his attention. Looking over his shoulder he saw The Queen giving a subtle motion to the two Females that he completely blew off. She walked over to the two. "Greetings and welcome to Ælphera." The Queen stated regally to Hayate and Signum. Following up with deep curtsy. She didn't have a translator so she didn't understand them. The King came next to his wife. "I am King Ferinand Moondream, and this is my Wife, Queen Almalphia Moondream. We welcome you to our world." He stated confidently.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>28-10-2012, 04:42:55</strong>
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				Hayate chuckled at the king and stated "It's an honor to meet you both I am EDF captain Hayate Yagami and this is my first officer Signum Wolkenrieter. The ship behind me is our heavy cruiser the Belka." She was using a polite and respectful tone as she spoke to the king however Signum would be able to tell that the captain was mentally laughing at the way the king had acted in regards to his daughter.<br><br>Tiana chuckled as she heard Fate's statement "Is that so? well it must have been rather awkward for a moment then" She wasn't sure what else she could say to that after all she hadn't been preasent thus she had no idea what the atmosphere had truly been like.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>31-10-2012, 13:37:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she sat back watching the pleasentries being exchanged between the royals and the other grand high muckity mucks. She had been requested to attend this meeting since it had been her squadron's distress call that had led them to where they now stood. A strange way to look at it but she couldn't deny it anyway she looked at it.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga had smiled when she heard the princess gasp as the light from the planet's primary shone upon her world for the first time. She had viewed the whole thing from the cameras set up in the observation deck via her consol. She had delibertly set the Musashi's course so such an event could be seen and she was glad she had. The sight itself, even for one who has traveled the space lanes for as long as she had&nbsp; was aweinspiring and double, triple or even quadraple so for those who had never seen it before. She had heard the reverent tones of the princess's words as she spoke upon the sight. As they made landfall Ginga had been requested to join the party to meet the princess's family since she had also been responsible for the current situation they were in.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum as was custom had accompanied Hayate to the meeting with the King and Queen of the planet and she stood silently to the aside as protacall dictated. She was only there as an aid and to provide reprsenative second for Hayate as well being her aid-de-camp. She nodded her head to the king after Hayate's introduction of her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate grinned at her younger counter-part. "Yes it did turn around about as quickly as it had turned in that direction." she said before her grin becoming more of a cheshire-cat grin than a normal one. "So Teana did you send any notes back with the Admiral? You know to a certain bluenette back on Earth who's going to be graduating soon and might join you out here and if did did you remember to seal them with a kiss?" she said to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShamshielDF</strong> on <strong>01-11-2012, 08:08:44</strong>
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				As Jeremy leaves the observation deck Telaliel debates staying behind to watch but finally turns to follow him out as the doors open, trailing a step behind him through the corridors of the alien ship.&nbsp; She pausing only periodically to nod to passing crew members, smiling and greeting each of them in turn while trying to keep up with the human.<br><br>As they enter the bridge she blushes a touch, following the captain's gesture for her to take his seat, but accepts the offer graciously, carefully sitting down in the chair where she can see everything going on around her.&nbsp; Her attention focuses mostly on the the screen in the front as they begin the descent, surprised at how little buffeting there is from the atmosphere, even as she can tell that the hull temperature is slowly climbing.&nbsp; "It feels...strange.&nbsp; In an orni you can tell exactly what is going on.&nbsp; Here it's so...smooth.&nbsp; So quiet.&nbsp; So...detached from the sense of flying."<br><br>As the ship lands and makes its way to the dock she fidgets anxiously, her groan almost inaudible as she sees the coach at the end of the dock through the display.&nbsp; She murmurs softly to herself, "they won't kill me...I'm the heir...I just hope they remember..." and follows Jeremy off the bridge to the boarding ramp almost swaying as she comes to the door, looking out at the world as if for the first time.&nbsp; Nothing really had changed in her brief absence, but yet it all seemed...new again.&nbsp; The air more fresh, the greens more bright, the tang of sea air more intense.&nbsp; Then her eyes meet those of her parents at the end of the dock.<br><br>She took one hesitant step on the ramp, glancing back to the captain and smiling gently, "I think...home is going to become a more complicated word for me."&nbsp; With that she turned and quickly ran down the ramp and to her parents, throwing her arms around her mother first, her hair and loose fabric streaming behind her as she runs.&nbsp; "I'm sorry for worrying you, momma...it was just...something I think I had to do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-11-2012, 01:36:19</strong>
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				Jeremy hung back with Lt. Nakajima as the Family reunion took place. The princess's words about Home being more complicated confused Jeremy a bit. The queen wrapped her slender arms around Telaliel's waist in a hug of welcome. "Welcome Home, my Little Moondrop." The Queen whispered. Relief and love very evident in her voice. She was happy that Telaliel was returned to her Using a pet name from Tel's childhood. Once their embrace was done. Almalphia looked at her Daughter. "We'll discuss your actions later, Telaliel." Almalphia stated coolly. Which meant that the Princess was going to get an ear full later. It would be the usual speech about how she was the heir and can't go running off like that. That it shows a lack of Judgement upon the part of the Heir-Apparent. That it could have caused the Royal family to lose face. The <br><br>Queen looked up as the One eyed alien, and one with long violet hair approached. "Greetings, your Majesty. I am afraid we were not properly introduced upon my last visit. I am Captain Jeremy Black of the space Battleship Musashi." He said with a slight bow. "Greetings, <em>Captain</em>. I wish to thank you, for what you and your ship has done for my people. My apologies for not being there when you and your officers met with my Husband and daughter. I also feel I must apologize for my Daughter's willful behavior. I am sure her forcing you to take her along with you was a great inconvenience, Captain." She said with a bow. "No, No. Please don't apologize, Your Majesty. It was no trouble at all. It was a great honor and a pleasure to have her Majesty, The Princess aboard. I am just happy that no harm came to her from the battle we just faced." He stated in hopes of easing the Queen's Mind. The Queen stiffened a bit. Battle? She tightened her jaw a bit. This Alien would dare to take her daughter, the Heir to the throne, into a battle of gods only know what. However, she was a master of hiding her emotions. The Queen would give Flight Officer Cha a run for her money at the card table. "Yes. Thank you so much for seeing to my Daughter's safety, Captain. We are forever grateful." She said. Though the tone of her words were warm, her eyes were not. <br><br>The King joined them from talking with the Captain Hayate and Commander Signum of the Belka. Now that the royals were together again. Jeremy motioned to the woman next to him. "This is Lt. Ginga Nakajima. She was the one instrumental in securing your planet's first Space warship. She is the Musashi's Radar control officer." He explained as he took a step aside to let Ginga have the spot light. "Yes, So where is the ship, Captain?" The King asked. "It is presently in stable orbit around the planet. It was thought best to leave it there until a suitable facility was designated for it's landing and repairs. We can bring it down at your convenience. It got pretty beaten up in the slugging match. It'll take time to repair, but should gave your people a chance to look over the technology and hopefully gain an understanding of it." Jeremy explained.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 02:43:46</strong>
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				Teana's face took a very crimson shade as her superior teased her about sending a letter back home with the admiral "T..T..That's not...uh....auu...." the girl stuttered a bit before making an adorable sort of sound in defeat as she hung her head.<br><br>Hayate observed the attitudes of the three royals. "If you don't mind my saying your majesties this planet of yours is quite beautiful." She was trying to lighten the mood a bit. Though&nbsp; &nbsp;the thing that was running through her mind most was wondering how long until they actually bothered to ask just what her role here really was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 17:02:15</strong>
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				&nbsp; Since it was not diegned that she was needed despite being asked Misa turned on her heel and headed back to the observation deck where she knew so many people would be. As she entered she noticed another person standing there. "Greetings Lieutenant Prower-Graves." she said to him in a pleasent voice as she joined him in looking out over the new world she was seeing for the first time. "It's quite a bit different than I expected." she said to him.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga blushed a bit when she had been requested to join them at the landing dock and was singled out by Jeremy as procuring the ship for them.&nbsp; "Greetings your Highness. As my Captain as said I am Lieutenant Ginga Nakajima and I was the one solely responsible for your daugther getting rights to the ship being held in orbit. It was through neogoiations with people in my government that percipated your daughter's procurment of the ship in a gesture of good faith and in the essence of fostering good relations with your people. It also our belief that should a people wish it they have the right to walk among the stars to find thier own destiny." she said to them her blush fading as she relaxed. Her tone was friendly and welcoming as she prepared to tell them of her "Your Majesities may not know this but your daughter is the first of your race to see your planet's sunrise from orbit." she said to them her smile still confident and pleasent.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum stayed a step behind Hayate as she prepared her statements for the Royals. But like any good aid-de-camp Signum was mearly there to lend Hayate a hand when she needed it. In whatever form that would take be it from PA, to even bedmate if Hayate asked of her. She had shared Hayate's bed more than once over the years she had known the girl both as emotional comfort and as lover. Signum had been around Hayate since they were teenagers and though Signum was the older of the two it was Hayate who was the bright one, the one to go the distance. Signum's place was to be the steady rock by which Hayate could rest her feet when she needed it. Most people would classify what Signum did as love and while Signum would agree it wasn't a romantic love. Hayate was like a little sister to her, much the same as the rest of them were her family. So if she had to say she would classify it as a platonic love.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate burst out laughing when she heard Teana's strangled words and the interesting shade of red that came over her face and Fate being Fate couldn't resist. "Oh my is that blush I see on your cheeks Tia? Did you and Subaru do it before you left the academy?" she said teasing the poor girl once more. Fate would tease her endlessly but deep down Fate ment none of it. Teana was a relible officer and good soldier. She had a level head when the situation called for it and she could keep folks in line. So in short despite her words Fate held nothing but respect for her fellow officer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>04-11-2012, 05:57:55</strong>
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				"Captain Ayase." he nodded once, as he leaned against a bulkhead and gazed out over the planet. "Aye, it is." he said. "Never thought I'd see another Earth-like planet, aside from the documentaries about Iscandar." he said somberly, as he took his cap off and smoothed his hair back from under it. "Though there's something going on too, I can feel it in these old bones of mine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 02:05:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa turned her head to look at the Lieutenant. "Oh and what makes you say that Lieutenant?" she asked him as she lowered her hand to touch her pocket. She felt something in it and decided to inspect it. As she reached into her she pulled out an apple from her pocket. "Huh would have thought this thing would be smashed to apple sauce." she said rueful chuckle as she pulled a small knife out as well. "You want a slice? It's from the Hyperion's hydroponics garden. I snagged it before we left on our final patrol for them." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 06:48:13</strong>
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				"Oh, cheers." he nodded, as he gave her a small half-smile. "Ugh, just the way that arrogant prick earlier was acting all high-handed and officious towards us." he said with a shake of his head and a soft grunt that none the less conveyed a world of meaning to Misa. "Sorry, just... you know, not good with talking to people." he said, with a sheepish smile. "Once heard it as being like a bag of coins; folk like me treat conversations as if we're taking coins out of that bag, so we use as few words as we can to get our point across."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 07:11:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the Lieutenant. "Well I can understand that. Alot of us Japanese are like that as well. But even we understand that words have power and should be spoken." she said to him as she cut a piece from the apple and handed the slice to him as she cut a piece from it for herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 08:25:22</strong>
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				"Ah, thanks." he nodded as he took it and began to chew in thought. "So, how were things with out guests, do you know?" he asked with a slight raise of his shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 08:38:58</strong>
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				&nbsp; Misa shurgged her shoulders. " I wasn't in on the talks myself. That was the grand high muckied mucks like the Captain and those officers over on the Belka. Though it seemed Lieutenant Nakajima." she said as she sliced another piece from the apple and handed a second one to the Lieutenant.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 18:06:42</strong>
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				When the King was explained about the circumstances that led him and his people to possess the alien craft as well as Ginja's introduction. He nodded in understanding. "Thank you Lt. Nakajima. Though, I am unsure how to repay such a gift. This is surly the first time in my people's history that we were bestowed a Spacecraft." He said with a bit of humor. The King then turned his attention back towards Captain Yagami and her Aid-de-camp Signum. "May I ask to your purpose here, Captain Yagami?" He asked curiously.<br><br>Once the pleasantries were completed the king made his announcement. "We'll hold the ball tonight! Of course Captain Black, Yagami. You and your crews are invited as well." The King added. However, a polite cough from behind him got his attention. It was the Queen, "Dearest Husband. It would seem your excitement as overcome your sensibilities" she chuckled. The King's exuberant nature was one of his most endearing qualities in the Queens eyes. The way she chuckled politely told everyone that. "Everyone just returned. I am sure they would like some time to rest. It will not hurt anyone's feelings if we postpone the ball for one night. It will also give us proper amount of time to decorate and send out Invitations." She stated. "Yes, My Queen. Quite right." The King stated. "Tomorrow evening, then. I will look forward to see you both there, Captain Black, and Captain Yagami." He said before He, and his family departed in the carriage.<br><br>Back on the Dock, it was now just Black, with Lt. Nakajima, and Yagami with her XO. "Captain Yagami. You and your officers have shown the Princess, and I such hospitality. Perhaps I can extend same hospitality for you, and your Aid?" Jeremy offered. <br><br>As the carriage made its way back the palace. Queen Almalphia finally let out the breath she seemed to be holding the entire time. "I really don't see why you must do such things, Tel. Really. Gallivanting off into space with people that you don't even know. What if they tried do "things" to you." She said with deep concern and a visible shiver. "W-What if they never brought you back? You're the Heir apparent to the throne. You must take these things into consideration." Almalphia pressed. Granted they were moot points because they never happened, but a Mother could only worry about her Daughter. "Why can't you find a nice young Prince to settle down with. Someone that will Help you rule when your Father and I step down. Some Grandchildren to spoil would be nice as well. I am sure there will be plenty of Young suitors at the Ball tomorrow night. I would like for you to dance with them and at least talk to them. You never know. You may find that special person that is the other half of your Soul." She said with some excitement. <br><br>Part of Ælpheran belief was that each person only possessed half a soul. That somewhere their other Half lives reaching out for them. That if they find one another and fall in love. A new star would be born unto the heavens. It was a very similar notion to the Earth concept of "Soulmates". Most Ælpheran don't put much belief in the notion now, but it is one of those lingering romantic ideals that many young Ælpheran girls and a lot of Ælpheran boys, though secretly, like to believe in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 18:58:46</strong>
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				Yes there it was the king had asked her what it was that she and Signum were doing here. She had known this would come up and believed it only proper that she tell him honestly. "Your majesty as Lt. Nakajima and Captain Black have already mentioned the ship that your daughter procured was granted as a right of Salvage by Admiral Amelia Burnside of the EDF. I am here as a representative of Admiral Burnside....an observer for our government if you will. So to put it bluntly your majesty I am simply here to see what your people will do with interstellar&nbsp; flight capabilities." Then as an afterthought directed to tease Jeremy a bit she added "And also to make sure that Musashi and her crew don't do anything undeniably stupid" <br><br>Once the royals were gone and Captain Black offered a return of hospitable favor Hayate smiled at him "That would be quite nice I believe" It was an old Japanese saying that if one showed kindness and then received kindness in return then the returned kindness should not be unanswered. In other words the cycle of hospitality should not be broken without due cause.<br><br>Teana's face only darkened in shade as the blonde woman teased her. She knew that Fate respected her but also knew the woman would tease her for amusements sake. However this particular topic emberrassed her too much to respond too save for blushing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 20:17:53</strong>
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				Jeremy's eyebrow twitched unnoticeably from Hayate's little quip. Considering her sense of humor, he let the comment slide as another example of her humor. "Please, Right this way then, Captain." Jeremy stated as he led everyone back on board the Musashi. "I ask that you please forgive us if we do not stock any Japanese Teas. Though, I am fairly confident that Moira will have something that will please you." He said as they entered the Ship once again. As the group made their way through the halls, The Crew came to attention at their Captain passed. Saluting to which Jeremy would return the salute. Soon they reached the Mess. Jeremy led Ginja, Hayate, and Signum over to the Captain's table. Jeremy taking his usual seat. Almost immediately they were greeted by a curvy young woman with a motherly aura. "Good Morning, Captain. How did the Princess enjoy one of my tropical Smoothies?" she asked. "She seemed to enjoy it very much, Moira." Jeremy replied. That seemed to make Moira very happy. "That is wonderful! Now then, what can I do for you Captain?" She chirped happily. "Moira, you wouldn't happen to stock some Japanese Tea?" Jeremy asked. Moira brought her fingers to her chin to think. "Well, I try to keep a selection of Teas on hand. You know Prower-Graves is british so He likes his teas. We have some Japanese crew so I try to keep some Green tea on hand as well. I...think I have some...Sencha, and some Gyokuro. Will that be ok?" She asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>06-12-2012, 12:53:20</strong>
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				"Oh, thanks." Prower-Graves said, taking the pro-offered piece and chewing on it slowly. "So, what was that about the Leff-tennant?" he asked, his unusual English-style pronounciation coming through, as they chatted on long into the night together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 03:54:53</strong>
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				Hayate smiled as she listened to Moira list the drinks she had available. "You needn't worry yourself too much I had a guardian for some time who was British so I've acquired a taste for European tea as well. However I do thank you for your concern over the matter" She couldn't help but like the woman who seemed so kind and motherly in fact it reminded her of her chief medical officer Shamal Wolkenritter. <br><br>"What say you Sinum?" she asked her XO who had accompanied her aboard the Musashi. She was certain that the woman would share her opinions. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 19:56:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked over at Prower-Graves. "Oh sorry Lieutenant. I ment to say that Miss Nakajima was a fine example of an officer and I think if she had wanted to she could be a good politicaitn." she said to him with a smile.&nbsp; "Though doubtless you've seen her wearing the Admiral's jacket? Makes me wonder what sort of negoeitions took place." she said snickering a little bit.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga had smiled as she felt the weight of the world on her shoulders as she waited for the King's reply to her words about how they had come into the possiesion of thier first spacecraft. She let out a breath when he had thanked her for what had happened. She relaxed even more when they had gone back into the Musashi when the Royals left. "I need a drink after that." Ginga said as her shoulders slump as she went off to find it while Jeramy, Captain Yagami and her aid Commander Wolkenritter left for the mess hall where Moira was waiting on them.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum turned to Hayate when she was asked what she thought about what the matter of tea. "As Hayate has said I'm amible to many different types of tea as well. I did a fair bit of traveling in my younger days before I took custody of Hayate-chan so I am open to them." she said to her. Signum was a woman of few words but when she did say something she spoke what she thought. She wasn't the gushing motherly type like Shamal or the hot-headed stoic like Vita. Signum was the middle between them who only believe in speaking her mind when it was warrented. <br><br>&nbsp;Fate continued to giggle at Teana's blushing red face. "Alright Tea-chan I'll leave off you for now. I was just wanting to know if you had sent anything off to Subaru when you had the chance that's all. The teasing was just a little bit of impish fun on my part." she said to her with a genuine smile on her face.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 20:25:01</strong>
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				"Ok, So if there is no preference, I'll brew up some Gyokuro for you." Moira chirped happily. "You're usual, Captain?" She asked Jeremy. "Yes, Ma'am." He replied quietly. Moira gave a quick nod as she made her way back to the kitchen. Extremely happy that she got to serve some new people. It would take some time to prepare the tea, and Jeremy's drink. She happily hummed a tune as she worked. <br><br>Jeremy removed his cap and set it on the table. Rubbing his neck, he felt like he really hadn't had any sleep since this whole ordeal started. Soon, he was expected to play nice for a bunch of Royals. However, the bright side to all this is, the Princess was pretty smokin'. Even Jeremy would admit that. "I didn't expect all this to happen when we warped into this system for a routine mining operation start up." He said with a labored sigh. Evidence to the amount of stress he felt he was under. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 03:07:10</strong>
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				"That Captain Black is part of the fun of Space exploration is it not? you never know what you will encounter"&nbsp; Hayate stated to him with a rather vague smile on her lips as she stood with her arms folded over her chest. She understood that he was stressed and she was attempting to lighten the mood a little.<br><br>Teana smiled at Fate "ah well I did send something yes." She was relieved that the woman had decided to back off on the teasing for now. The color of her cheeks were slowly returning to normal as she was able to relax. "Still I hope this mission doesn't turn into anything overly dangerous."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 03:31:05</strong>
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				The corner of Captain Black's lip tugged upward. He knew what Captain Hayate was trying to do, and he was thankful for it. "Yes, Captain Hayate, Exploration of space is fun cause of the surprise you encounter. I just wished I didn't have to order the execution of over 200 Earth people because of it." He stated plainly. "Thank you, for trying to cheer me up, Though. I truly appreciate it." Black said with a smile. It would be about this time that Moira would return with a tea kettle, and a couple of cups. as well as another Tall glass. "Here you go, One order of Gyokuro Tea, and a Peanut butter, and fudge malt." She said with a cheery smile. The Ship's Mess was the only place on the ship that drinks didn't have to be in specially sealed containers. The Room being specially designed for it should a Malfunction of the gravity system should occur. Jeremy raised his glass. "A toast to Space exploration." He said.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 04:34:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7425415#msg7425415">Quote from: Sessha on 22-12-2012, 19:56:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa looked over at Prower-Graves. "Oh sorry Lieutenant. I ment to say that Miss Nakajima was a fine example of an officer and I think if she had wanted to she could be a good politicaitn." she said to him with a smile.&nbsp; "Though doubtless you've seen her wearing the Admiral's jacket? Makes me wonder what sort of negoeitions took place." she said snickering a little bit.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"You have a very dirty mind there, Misa." he said in a very dry and indeed rather wry tone of voice as the corner of his mouth rose slightly in a half-smirk. "Then again, it's in good company down there in the gutter." he then added with a rather wider smirk of self-deprication on his lips, before rolling his eyes. "Never was&nbsp; happy about all that political bollocks and whatnot; what was that saying by that French bloke.... Clemenceau, or something like that......" he snapped his fingers as he tried to remember what the saying was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 02:28:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked over at Prower-Graves as he spoke a smile and a short laugh escaping her lips as he talked about her statement about Ginga. "Well. Well. Mister Prower-Graves still waters run deep it seems. Right down to the gutter." she laughed as she sliced off another piece of the apple before handing it to him as they shared it. <br><br>&nbsp;Signum had picked up her mug of tea after Moira had set it down in front of them and listened to the exchange between Hayate and Captain Black while holding the mug up to her lips letting the scent filter through her nose. "Captain Black if you really want someone who could cheer you up you want Lieutenant Commander Harlaown's wife. I swear that woman could charm the devil himself." she said taking a sip of tea.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate looked over at Teana and a smile formed on her lips. "Well it's official now we're screwed. You just uttered the words of foreshadow. Well we would be if this were an anime." she said to her with a grin on her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 02:34:37</strong>
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				Hayate had just picked up the glass placed before her but Signum's words prevented her from actually taking a sip as she chuckled. "Charm the devil? That woman is the White Devil after all" Hayate referenced the woman's nickname among cadets though she remembered that it had been her adopted sister Vita who had given the woman that title.<br><br>Teana looked at Fate with a frown "Fate-san.....I really wish you hadn't said that because you've just re-enforced it" She sighed heavily at this
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 02:39:52</strong>
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				James looked at Hayate's second in command, Signum, and blinked. Signum was very hard to read as she keeps her expressions rather neutral. He took a sip of his Malt as he considered her words carefully. The addition of Hayate's words gave him more food for thought. "The "White Devil"? Sounds to a rather "interesting" woman. Particularly to be given such a moniker" He stated finally as set his cup down. Enjoying the sweet, and salt combination of the Peanut Butter, and fudge Malt. "Perhaps we'll get a chance to meet one day, but until then We must continue to press forward. While what happened with the Mining vessel is regrettable. It was their choice as I had given them plenty of chances to cease their actions. So in the end, they made their own beds." He stated more confidently. Though he was stroking at the edge of his eye patch. The skin feeling itchy, and tingly. Though he didn't want to scratch at it in the presence of ladies. He knew it would have been rude. <br><br>In the Kitchen, Moira hummed softly as she was pulling the pots, and pans for Dinner. Tonight she was making baked Spaghetti, with thick cut garlic toast, and Cesar salad. She was never more happier than when she is in the kitchen cooking. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 10:26:49</strong>
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				Prower-Graves chuckled a little as he chewed on the apple slice. "Of course it is, my dear. After all, all that English Stiff Upper Lipped-ness is but a mask of the true English passion that stirs in our breast; a passion that has to find an outlet in <em>some</em> area of life." he said waggling his eyebrows a little like Groucho Marx. "It might seem strange to some, seeing a fellow like me go from laughing and joking to being fire-breathing in anger in the blink of an eye, but that's just how it is." he shrugged, and then seemed to remember something as he pulled out a little white paper bag from his pocket. "Care for a jellybaby?" he asked her with a big, toothy grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 18:37:39</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa grinned at Prower-Graves. "Heh yeah I suppose that would be the case now wouldn't it." she said watching him take the small white bag from his coat pocket and offer her some of it's contents. "Sure I don't mind one bit. After all I'm sharing my apple with you. So share and share alike." she said to him as she cut another slice for herself.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled behind her mug as she heard Hayate and Jeramy's quips about Fate's wife. "Yes, white devil indeed. She was one of the toughest instructors at the acadmeny. Though the "white devil" moniker came from a particular holloween party. The Lieutenant Commander came dressed as a black angel while her wife came dress as of all things a "white devil" And the name stuck." she said to him before looking at Hayate. "Of someone else came dressed a fearie princess if I recall." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate laughed a bit when she heard Teana's response to her words. "Yes. Yes. I'll make sure to have my slice humble pie when it happens." she said to her. It was good that she could be these kinds of terms with her subordinates. After a moment her laughter settled down a bit as she sat on the table Teana had been working at. "But in all seriousness how much longer are you going to wait till you actually propose to her?" she said talking about Teana's lover back in the academy at home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 22:21:32</strong>
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				His toothy grin grew wider as he opened the little bag wider and let her have a couple. "Some of them have that fizzy soda icing on them." he mentioned, taking one for himself and putting the back back into his pocket. "I must say, I'm glad that our uniforms have plenty of decently sized pockets, compared to the ones I used to wear in the EDF." he remarked. "I'd hate to try and cart around all the things I have in my pockets with the catflaps they gave us to wear back then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-12-2012, 01:08:04</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she nodded her head while grabbing a handful from the bag. She saw a few of them had the topping he was talking about. She smiled at the small little multi-colored candies in her hand. "I haven't had any of these since I was a kid." she said popping one into her mouth. The surgary sweetness filled her mouth as she bit into it. "Mmm strawberry, one of my favorites." she said to him as she swallowed the remains of the candy when she had chewed it nicely. She quickly popped another one in her mouth unitl they were gone before she cut another slice of apple for the Lieutenant.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-12-2012, 01:44:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7436711#msg7436711">Quote from: Sessha on 25-12-2012, 18:37:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa grinned at Prower-Graves. "Heh yeah I suppose that would be the case now wouldn't it." she said watching him take the small white bag from his coat pocket and offer her some of it's contents. "Sure I don't mind one bit. After all I'm sharing my apple with you. So share and share alike." she said to him as she cut another slice for herself.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled behind her mug as she heard Hayate and Jeramy's quips about Fate's wife. "Yes, white devil indeed. She was one of the toughest instructors at the acadmeny. Though the "white devil" moniker came from a particular holloween party. The Lieutenant Commander came dressed as a black angel while her wife came dress as of all things a "white devil" And the name stuck." she said to him before looking at Hayate. "Of someone else came dressed a fearie princess if I recall." she said to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate laughed a bit when she heard Teana's response to her words. "Yes. Yes. I'll make sure to have my slice humble pie when it happens." she said to her. It was good that she could be these kinds of terms with her subordinates. After a moment her laughter settled down a bit as she sat on the table Teana had been working at. "But in all seriousness how much longer are you going to wait till you actually propose to her?" she said talking about Teana's lover back in the academy at home.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Black Angel, White Devil? Sounds like quite a themed pair. Though, I have to admit the oxymoron display of those two costumes was pretty ingenious. Though, someone dressed as a "Faerie Princess", I wonder whom that can be." Jeremy said as he eyed Hayate with mock suspicion with his one good eye. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>With this little respite, the crew of the Musashi worked Feverishly to finish the last few repairs of the ship. They wanted to be ready just in case. Her guns were cleaned and checked. Faulty capacitors were replaced. The ship's fighters were fueled, and armed. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"Excuse me, Mr. President. I have just got off the Phone with the UN." A young woman stated professionally. "What do they say?" The President of Lazarus corporation asked as he continued to look outside his window. "They say that the act was a Heinous violation of the law, and that no human could perpetrate such violence." She stated, quoting from the Representative. "They are gathering a response force to hunt down the Musashi." She explained. "Very good. Though it is a shame. We invested so much capital in that ship. No Matter. It isn't the only Battleship we possess." The President stated dispassionately. In his hand a small tumbler with ice, and some fine scotch was held. "Yes Sir. I'll prepare the Conqueror Immediately, Sir." the woman stated. "Very good. Oh, and what of the Arizona, and her escort?" He asked. "Cromwell as already dealt with the matter, and is presently en route back to corporate HQ." She Reported. "We have already begun modifying the evidence to show that it was the Musashi responsible." She added. "Very good. You may go now." He stated. "Yes Sir."&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 06:23:36</strong>
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				Hayate laughed at this "Hai I thought it would be fun. though not a fairy princess...I was aiming for Titania the Fae Queen" she had an impish grin on her lips as she said that before taking another sip of tea. "So in any case how sorely do ya think your corporation's gonna take all this?" Her face turned serious and her tone actually matched.<br><br>Teana sighed as she listened to Fate ask her about the proposal "I was going to propose when we got back from the admirals meeting with the Musashi...but as you can see we are stuck out here...so to answer your question....as soon as we get finished with this mission"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 15:30:12</strong>
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				"Well, I bet you were a very cute Fairy Princess." Jeremy teased a bit, though the image in his head of Hayate dressed up was rather cute. However, her next question broached seriousness. He let out a sigh as his brows knitted together. "To be Honest, I am not sure. The President, when I spoke to him on the Matter, didn't seem too worried about what we were ordered to do. He was very callous in the fact of the forceful expulsion of the native race. However, Given how tenacious the Board members are, I really don't think the would give up so easily. Not when there is a fortune to be made. One thing I can say for certain. <em>They</em> don't like to get their hands dirty. They always have others do their dirty work. So i wouldn't be surprised that they concocted a story to Tell the EDF Council in order for them to hunt us down." James stated before he took another sip of his drink. "That is why I am hoping Admiral Burnside can pass on the copies of the Logs to the correct people in order to prevent a major conflict breaking out here in this system." He explained.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-12-2012, 13:03:41</strong>
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				Prower-Graves had also had some himself, before accepting the apple slice. "I know, these things are worth their weight in silver from the old NAAFI... er, the Post Exchange place.... whatever it's called." he remarked, as he chewed on his slice of apple slowl and with a distant stare out the viewport, his mind mostly freewheeling now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 05:41:37</strong>
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				Hayate smiled idly as Jeremy said he believed she had probably made or a cute faery princess but the rest of his statement completely ruined the mood for that one. "Well it isn't much of a hassle for a beurocrat to feel no remorse for wiping out anything that stands in the way of him and more revenue as long as he doesn't meet it he has no guilty concience. While those of us who do happen to meet and understand the other side of things we find it quite difficult to understand the callousness with which the beurocrats make their decisions. Though as soldiers your jobs are to fallow the orders of your employers without question or so that's the old traditional view of things." She paused&nbsp; moment before adding "It is difficult to be a soldier and a person of high moral standards at the same time because the two will more often than not conflict with&nbsp; each other so the way the beurocrat views it is that you are simply a fool who has gone against orders." After another sip of&nbsp; tea she added "However you have proven yourself a loyal member of the EDF rather than a "Proper" soldier of Lazerus corporation. However with your former employer closer to the EDF supreme council than the Admiral is I believe it's only a matter of whether the court will be swayed by money or solid evidence....and of course this could also put my crew in a rather precarious situation but we'll worry about that wen the time comes"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 19:42:07</strong>
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				Jeremy sat and listened to Hayate's take on all of this. She was remarkably accurate in her wording. Though, internally, Jeremy winced a bit when she mentioned a Soldier's job to merely follow the orders of their superiors. That was how Jeremy's father looked at things, and that what led up to the schism of Jeremy, and his family. Jeremy let out a sigh as Hayate finally concluded, and nodded. "Yes, Often Ones morals, and orders rarely ever sync. Though, A Loyal follower of the EDF? Nah, I don't think so. My Record on that regards would state differently I am afraid." He stated before sipping his beverage. "Really, right now the only thing one can do is simply prepare, and hope for the best." Jeremy stated as he rolled his cup in his hand. Then a thought occurred to him. He held his cup up and towards the center of the table. "A Toast, Captain. To Sanity, and the fact it is the rarest of things in this universe." He said with a chuckle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 21:08:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;Shizuka nodded her head to the Lieutentant's words. "Yes you would be correct Lieutentant. An apple espially a fresh one like the one I'm sharing with you would be worth it's weight in gold. But say what you will about the Lazuras Corperation, they do provide excelent benifits to thier loyal employees. Something of which I guess I might still be apart of, maybe. I didn't ship out with the rest of the lot back to Earth but they don't know about my involvment at any rate." she said slicing the final part of the apple in half and handing it to him. "Last one Lieutenant." she said to him.<br><br>&nbsp;As they talked Signum let Jeramy speak his peace about what Hayate had said and even followed up with the toast. However she did feel the need to correct him on something. "I am afraid you misinterpert Hayate's words Captain Black. You see Captain Loyality comes in many forms. You may not think you were considered loyal to the EDF but in a deeper sense you were the most loyal member the EDF could have ever had." she said setting her mug down. "The loyality you demonstrated was a higher form of loyality. You were loyal to the ideals and principles upon which the EDF was founded. The spirit of law versus the letter of law if you will. Humans change from day to day, however ideals and what they mean do not. That is why ideals have remained unchanged through human history but the people are different. Therefore the same people who created the EDF are not the same people who are running it today." she said taking another sip of the tea. "Also on another front Captain the greatest form of loyality is disloyality. The type of loyality that constantly asks the question. "Are you worthy of my loyalty?" That is what Hayate was saying." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 23:00:55</strong>
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				Hayate smiled as she listened to Jeremy's words and his toast. Before she could join in on that Signum translated her words for the captain. "That is true Signum" she nodded before raising her glass along with Jeremy's "To sanity the rarist mindset in the universe....a mindset to which I'm not quite partial yet constantly jealous of!" she was trying to add a little humor to the statement.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 17:05:44</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded to Signum's words. They made sense if in a philosophical way. "I would like to think you're right in that aspect, Commander. As it helps to make me feel that this cause is a noble cause. While I may have been born after the Gamalion invasion, and the near destruction of Earth. I met a lot of people that survived that near Holocaust. So, If I can do something to prevent such a atrocity upon another people. Then I must at least try." He stated.<br><br>&nbsp;Jeremy turned to Hayate and ran her statement in his mind. "I wouldn't be too jealous of Sanity. I hear it is overrated anyways. Hell, I think I am in the same boat as you are, Captain. Otherwise I would not have devoted nearly a decade of my Life to the completion of the Musashi." He stated giving the Belka Captain a smile. "Yup, that is right. You two are looking at the man that kicked, screamed, blackmailed, and begged to have this ship completed. The Musashi, Yamato's sister. Though if you ask any of the top brass of the EDF. They will be loath to admit it, but I can assure you. The Musashi is Yamato's sister. She was resurrected from the Remains of the IJN Masushi. One time, the Flagship for the famous Japanese Admiral, Isoroku Yamamoto, himself. Right before he passed away." Jeremy explained with no small amount of pride in his voice. He was proud. Proud of his Ship, and her crew. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 22:35:48</strong>
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				"Cheers." he said, as he took it, and began to chew. He rubbed his face as he took his cap off, and revealed his rather messy and sweat-stained hair as he ran his hand through it a few times before donning it again. Shizuka also got to see that the emblem on the front wasn't that of the Lazarus Corporation, or of the Earth Defence Force. His cap badge was of a silver anchor nestled amongst golden feathers, surmounted by a crown, and looked positively ancient. He noticed her gaze, and then chuckled. "Been in the family for over 200 years, this cap."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 02:42:42</strong>
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				&nbsp;Now that had impressed Shizuka, alot. The cap itself was over two hundred years old and it still looked like it was worn well. "That belongs in a museium!" she sputtered out after a moment. She shook herself getting her composure back before looking at him. "I'm guessing someone from your family was in what the US Navy, The Royal Navy or something like that?" she asked him as she tried to identify the cap.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum looked over at Jeramy when he mentioned his triumphs in life in reguard to the Musashi. "An interesting feat of accomplishment. But then the will of a man." she said to him as she took another sip of the tea. It really was good tea and she decided to talk with the ships cook to see if she could get some to take back to the Belka with them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:06:08</strong>
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				For several seconds, he just gave her a very flat look at her remark about it belonging in a museum. "Aye, that's right.' He then said after the pause. "The Prower-Graves were Royal Navy men, helping Britannia rule the waves right up until the service was folded into the EDF. And more than that, they were proud to be Battleship men, all the way from the launching of <em>Warrior</em> back in 1860, right up to the decommissioning of <em>Vanguard</em> in 1960, hitting the big names along the way, like <em>Devestation</em>, <em>Dreadnought</em>, <em>Queen Elisabeth</em>, <em>Hood</em>, <em>King George V</em>, and many others." he said with a note of pride in his voice. "We fought for King and Country everywhere, Jutland, Dogger Bank, North Cape, you name it." he smiled, before his face fell. "And now, here I am." he shrugged.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:19:34</strong>
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				Jeremy looked at Signum, and wondered how she meant what she said. He thought it was a pretty big accomplishment, or at least in his book. However, she seemed more impressed with the Tea than the ship. Granted that could easily be chalked up to her Personality. Jeremy didn't know her well enough to make a judgement call. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 00:52:46</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg7503507#msg7503507">Quote from: Major Major on 08-01-2013, 03:06:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">For several seconds, he just gave her a very flat look at her remark about it belonging in a museum. "Aye, that's right.' He then said after the pause. "The Prower-Graves were Royal Navy men, helping Britannia rule the waves right up until the service was folded into the EDF. And more than that, they were proud to be Battleship men, all the way from the launching of <em>Warrior</em> back in 1860, right up to the decommissioning of <em>Vanguard</em> in 1960, hitting the big names along the way, like <em>Devestation</em>, <em>Dreadnought</em>, <em>Queen Elisabeth</em>, <em>Hood</em>, <em>King George V</em>, and many others." he said with a note of pride in his voice. "We fought for King and Country everywhere, Jutland, Dogger Bank, North Cape, you name it." he smiled, before his face fell. "And now, here I am." he shrugged.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Seeing the Lieutenant and hearing the pride in his voice over his family line was something refreshing for Shizuka to hear. However the note that he left off with himself as his smile fell left a sour taste in her mouth. "First I apologise for the crack about your covering belonging in a museum. I was just shocked that you yourself would have something that old. But I'm getting ahead of myself." she said taking a breath before forging ahead to address his loss of pride in huimself. "As for the other matter I think you have something that you can pride yourself on. Also I don't think you should feel ashamed of yourself for where you are. Your choices have not brought shame upon your family name, nor the tradition of your family being Navy men. You may not serve EDF but you serve the Musashi. Besides like those men of old you should hold yourself high as you were part of a crew that prevented an entire race from being exterminated. In fact you were among a breed of men and women to intiatie first contact with a new race in over two-hundred years. That's an accomplishment. After all how many men can say they've met an honest to god alien princess?" she said to him with a smile.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum looked back over at Jeremy who seemed to gotton a bit depressed over what she said. He really did have a lot to learn. "Captain I think you have misinturpeted my words this time. You should feel pride in your acomplishment. What I ment by them was that when a man applies the full force of his will he can move mountains. So when I said the will of a man, I ment it as a compliment. You have done well, the force of your will cannot be denied. This ship is proof of that." she said taking a sip of her tea once more. "If I may offer you a historical simularity. On Earth back in the Early 20th century there was a man by the name of Gutzon de la Mothe Borglum along with aid from his son was single-handily responsible for sculpting the former monument Mount Rushmore. His will was such that he pushed and pushed until he got what he wanted. So as I said Captain the will of a man." he said to him with a small smile as she sipped her tea once more.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate herself smiled as she heard Teana talk. "Heh I was wondering when you would be getting around to asking her. I know she cares a great deal about you. By the way I've heard that Ginga is aboard the Musashi if you want to speak with her over matters?" Fate said to her second as she continued going over the logs of things that had happened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 02:28:50</strong>
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				Prower-Graves hadn't thought of it in those terms, and his face twitched and moved in odd ways as he contemplated her words. "Hmmnnnnn..." he murmurred, as he rubbed his chin and then made a slight face as he realised he needed a shave again too. "I swear, there must be some sort of time machine that's making my face get so hairy so fast." he muttered, before getting back to the matter at hand. "Well, I can see your point, Misa." he said, as he once again took his had off, and this time ran a finger around the inlaid golden braid on the visor. Steam visibly rose off the top of his head for a moment. "And that's also true, too. The thing about meeting aliens for the first time; certainly glad they were more pleasant than the Gammalons, I have to say."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 19:01:27</strong>
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				Darla Grell stood at the entrance to the room, peering over the tops of her shades for a moment before entering completely.&nbsp; She had been keeping to herself since the incident that left the Musashi docked at an alien world and one ship destroyed.&nbsp; Most people probably thought she was one of the deck crew during the interim as she had been working on her fighter, wearing a crew jumper and covered in grease.&nbsp; She was no ace mechanic, but the academy training and a bit of experience tended to teach you how to tweak your bird for your preferences.&nbsp; <br><br>Striding over to where Power-Graves and Misa stood, she grabbed an apple and took a hearty bite, barely swallowing before she spoke.&nbsp; "They may be nicer than the Gammalons, but my Opa always used ta say, 'Trust, but keep yer gun loaded.'"&nbsp; She smiled at the group and poured herself some tea.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 20:55:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked up as one of the other pilots came walking up. She hadn't had time to meet any of the crew members since she and her squad had arrived on the ship itself. Though just from looking at her she could tell the pilot perfered a more hands on approach to the maintance of her fighter. A trait that Misa herself could respect, as she did some of her own maintaince herself, or to the point she knew enough to know if someone messed up her fighter to the point it was going to get her killed if she flew it. "I suppose you have a point." she said extending her hand. "I guess i should introduce myself. Misa Ayase." she said to the new pilot before her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 06:32:23</strong>
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				He nodded to the pilot now when she joined them and waved a sketchy salute at her. "And you can call me Bob, or Commander Prower-Graves if you want to be formal. I'm the Chief Guns here on this ship; if you get in a jam, just say the word, and my little beauties will sing the songs that end all enemy resistance and create... peace." he said with a rather grim chuckle of very morbid humour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 19:52:30</strong>
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				It was probably for the best that the King was able to be convinced to hold off the Ball for one Night. No sooner than Tel got to her Room, and laid on her bed. Then she was out like a light. The last 48 hours had been the most trying, and exciting two days that she could remember. An Alien race makes an "Abrupt", and Dramatic First Contact, Followed by a trip through space, a space battle, and many more events. It was almost too much to process when one thought back on it. However, the biggest shock was what she, Captain Black, and The Doctor discovered. the revelation ran wild in Tel's head all night. What was Terra like now? How did Jeremy's people survive the event that caused her people to be evacuated from Terra? So many questions. Perhaps Answers would be available when the Humans were taken to the Holy Sanctum. <br><br>The Following day was busy with preparations. Usually Balls were planned Weeks ahead of time so that people could prepare. Get new outfits, decorate the Grand Ball room. Ensure the correct people were notified. This was highly irregular, and it showed. Tel had tried to find ways to get out of it all day. Thinking of any excuse she could as she knew the objective of this Bath was really to find A husband for her. A prospect that she was not excited about. "Why won't Mother simply give up?" She groaned as The two had visited the 8th Dress Maker that morning. Though one good thing this outing was Tel could see the Command Towers of the Musashi, and the Belka from the Street that they were one. That was probably the only thing that was going to make the Ball sufferable. The Humans had been invited as well. <br><br>On board the Musashi, Jeremy was in his Quarters at the very top of the Command Superstructure. Just above the First bridge. He had his uniform for that evening set out. It was his best Full Dress Uniform. While Pins from the EDF were Removed. All his Medals and "Fruit Salad" were in place. He had it hanging up and ready for when he would get dressed later. However, until then He would still have his work to complete on board the Ship. Sitting at his Desk, he looked over the daily reports. The ship's crew constantly monitoring the Gamalis War Wagon currently orbiting the planet. Within the Musashi, it was simply another day on board. <br><br>Jeremy leaned back in his chair, and stared up at to the Azure skies. The great white puffy clouds that floated upon the breeze lazily passing over the City, and the Large Space battleship. Casting soft shadows upon the land. Jeremy's mind found itself turning to thoughts of the Princess. Taking a deep breath, he remember the Dinner with Captain Yagami. She really did have an "Interesting" Sense of Humor. So many things happened in such a short period of time. Jeremy removed his Cap, and Eye patch and closed his good eye before leaning his head back. "Gotta clear my mind." he mused as he simply let everything go. Letting the silence envelop him like a peaceful blanket. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 15:58:38</strong>
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				Lt.Jg. Darla Grell was finishing up preperations for the ball.&nbsp; She weighed wearing her regular female dress uniform against her preferred pants version and the skirt was found wanting.&nbsp; She never could stand being frilly, or wear anything that could restrict her movement in a fight.&nbsp; As she made herself up in the mirror she reflected on everything that had happened since she signed on with the company of the Musashi.&nbsp; Space battle, great way to show what you could do, but she hadn't really done that much aside from down a couple of enemy planes and watch her wingmates backsides by shooing off any bandits that got too close.&nbsp; First contact, great for everyone involved, not so much for her.&nbsp; Darla was a pilot, and a cocky one at that, the last thing the CO needed was her snarky attitude ruffling feathers.&nbsp; Besides, her bird needed to be checked out thoroughly after the fight and she always liked to have a hand in that.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she had herself lookin pretty she donned her dress uniform, buckled on her weapon belt and slid on her signature shades, once she tucked her hat under her arm she cocked a smile at the figure in the mirror and headed for the transport deck to share a ride with her shipmates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 04:37:55</strong>
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				Aboard the Belka in her quarters Hayate Yagami was looking over her dress uniform. She had originally considered wearing a dress but changed her mind because that wouldn't be propper of an officer of the EDF. "well it looks like everything is in order" she nodded to herself in satisfaction. Her mind was lazily going over events that had taken place thus far. "He truly is an interesting man that Captain Black." She believed this the case given the closeness he appeared to have already formed with the princess Telliel. <br><br>The young EDF Captain couldn't help but smile remembering his expression when she had suggested that he and he princess should marry. She knew that the statement had blown his mind and that made it all the more worthwhile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 23:51:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa sighed as she looked over what she was going to wear. She had intially been under the assumption of declining the invitiation but after it seemed that the crew was getting up in arms over this she had broken down and caved. The woman didn't have too many actual dress clothes, but she did so have something she could wear. It had come from her parents and she had kepted the thing out of sentimential value. Misa reached into her new locker and pulled out the pink floral kimono that she had been given.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga swooned as she made sure to button and snap on everything she could onto her uniform. She was proud of her accomplishments and she wanted to display them all. She had kepted the EDF styled uniform but she had traded it for the new one from the Lazuras. "Oh yeah looking sexy." she said with a smile as she picked up the EDF Admiral's coat sniffed it and set it back down. She was ready for the ball.<br><br><br>&nbsp;Signum walked down the halls of the Belka dressed in the EDF full dress Uniform. She like Hayate had been invited to the ball and she would do her part and be by Hayate's side as she always had. It would be a good time for Hayate to get out. She buzzed the door to Hayate's quarters seeking entrance into the Captain's inner room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 23:51:43</strong>
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				For Robert Prower-Graves, what was hell on earth for some people, was a pleasure for him. The Gunnery Officer was sticking halfway out of one of the gun barrels on one of <em>Musashi</em>'s main turrets, as he was carefully polishing and cleaning the focussing emitters for the shock cannons; it was an unusual way to relax, he would be the first to admit, but then again, he would explain that any gunnery officer worth his salt had a mania for making sure that his or her 'babies' were in tip-top shape and ready for anything that might happen. It was admittedly a bit of a squeeze for him to get into barrels of those huge 18-inch guns, but as the saying goes, you couldn't make an omlette without breaking a few eggshells.<br><br>Rather more importantly, it was giving him time to think, and what his mind was dwelling on was the fact there was a Formal Reception tonight, and that the Command Staff would have to be going, in Dress Uniform. As a rule, Prower-Graves had no strong opinion either way regarding these things, but something in his water was telling him that this was going to be one of <em>those</em> do's.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:28:48</strong>
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				As it came time to depart, Jeremy approached the main hatch for the Musashi. Seeing Captain Ayase, Lt. Comm. Prower-Graves, Lt. Ginja Nakajima, and Lt Grell. He gave everyone a nod in greeting. "You ladies look lovely this evening." Jeremy stated pleasantly. Turning to Prower-Graves, Jeremy gave him a smirk. "It would seem we are quite lucky men tonight, Lt. Commander. For we have the honor and pleasure of escorting such fine ladies." Jeremy stated as he hit the button to open the door. "Captain Yagami, and Commander Signum should be ready about now." He stated as he lead the way down the Gangplank to pier. the familiar sound of the waves lapping against the ship's hull was enough to relax any natural born sailor. Jeremy stood at the bottom of the gangplank and waited for the rest of their party to arrive even as a coach from the Royal palace approached. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 06:11:02</strong>
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				Grell saluted her superior numbers as they entered, then smirked her cockeyed smile from under her round shades as the comment on her and the other gals looks were made, "Yep, very lucky indeed, If I hadn't showed up the party might have been called on account of boredom.&nbsp; Rest assured, I won't let that happen, sir."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 21:10:10</strong>
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				"Indeed so, sir. Well, best foot forwards then?" Bob said with a sigh as he took a breath to steady his nerves, and then looked around. "So, would one of you ladies care for a gentleman to escort you to this <em>soiree</em>?" he asked, offering his left elbow out for them to hold, like something from an old movie. His face was a study of smooth impassiveness, like it was an exquisitely made porcelain mask.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 09:19:32</strong>
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				Hayate heard the knock on the door while she was getting dressed. "You can enter Signum" she called out. She had just gotten her shirt on and was in the process of buttoning it up.&nbsp; "What do you need signum?" She asked the woman as the door opened. She was speaking in her usual carefree tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 02:47:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Jeramy as he came out to address them in his dress blues so to speak. She looked him over and he wasn't too bad looking. The eyepatch lent a certain intensity and dignity to the man. It did look good on him she had to admit. "So all this just cause I make a communication. I'm just sure to feel embaressed, humbled or excited." she said.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself was standing off to the side as she watched Jeramy walk up in his dress unifrom. "Not a bad look for you Captain." she said to him. Though her ensamble included the Admiral's over coat. It didn't show really any rank or anything but in her full dress unifrom it looked good on her as well.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled as she waited on the other side of door for Hayate to grant her permission to enter. As the doors opened and she entered. "I was just coming to see how far along you were in your preperations." she said. Signum much like Hayate was dressed in the official dress female dress uniform of the EDF. Being actual members they were required to wear it to such a function. "I was also wondering I know how you sometimes get at parties. Will you require..." she said her face starting to blush a little bit as she tried to say what she wanted to say to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 03:17:27</strong>
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				Jeremy returned Grell's salute and chuckled at her comment. "I am not exactly sure how "exciting" one of these events will be. I am not hoping for too much myself." Jeremy admitted. "Thank you, Lt." Jeremy replied to Ginga's comment about how he looked. A soft blush just brushing across his cheeks cause generally, he wasn't used to such compliment. However, Misa's comment certainly gave him something to focus on other than being surrounded by beautiful woman. "I wouldn't worry too much about that, Captain. I am sure History would be quite willing to tell you how you're suppose to feel." Jeremy said with a shrug. <br><br>"Indeed, best food forward. Now all we need is for Captain Hayate, and her Escort to arrive before we head to the palace." Jeremy stated as he looked at his watch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-03-2013, 23:27:00</strong>
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				Hayate chuckled idly as she heard Signum's question and just to tease the woman as she made her way to the exit of the room pulling her jacket and hat on she asked "Are you asking because your sure it's bound to happen? or are you asking because you hope it's going to happen?" she had a teasing grin on her lips as she asked this question.<br><br>Once outside the Belka she would stand and wait patiently for their companions from the Musashi to arrive before making way to the ball.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 00:50:33</strong>
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				Jeremy looked up towards the Belka when he heard a Airlock hiss open. "Ah, it would seem our other company has decided to show." He stated as he watched the Captain, and her Executive Officer. "Good Evening Captain Yagami, Commander Walkenritter. You two look very lovely this evening." Jeremy stated as he gave the two ladies a respectful bow. At the end of the Pier was a large ornate Carriage sitting on spindly legs. <br><br>"Father, do we really have to go through with this?" Tel asked, almost pleading with her father to call it off. "Now my little moon drop. You know we can not do that. It would be quite insulting to our guests. Many having traveled through the night to be here." Ferinand stated as he came over to stroke her long purple hair. "But Mother so intent on me to marry." Tel huffed. "What is wrong with Marriage. Your mother, and I were actually younger than you when we married." He stated trying to convince his wayward daughter. "But Father..." Tel tried some more. "Enough, Telaliel. You are the Crowned Princess, and the Heir-Apparent to the throne of our world. Yet, you do not understand the gravity of the situation." He stated sternly. Tel blinked as her father looked at her rather intensely. "In a matter of hours, our entire understanding of the world, Universe, and our place in it has been completely turned upon its head. This could be a threat to our religious beliefs." He started. Tel was about to interrupt and say that this event went more to confirm said beliefs than ruin them. "Our people are looking to us, The Royal Family, to be a guiding beacon. So in times like this, we need to show the people that we, there rulers, are calm, collected, and unflappable. Not only their current rulers, but their Future one as well. Besides, You're "Humans" will probably be at the party as well. So that should give you reason enough to stick around for at least a couple of hours." He stated. Tel was about to open her mouth again when the comment from Hayate replayed itself in his mind. Suddenly her cheeks grew quite warm. "Y-Yes, Father." She said, sounding more subdued. "That is a good girl. Now, get dressed. Our guests are arriving." The King stated as he turned on his heel and left the room so Tel could get dressed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 15:26:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;As they walked down the hallway Misa had to snort out a laugh at Jeremy's response to her comments about how she should feel. "Well that is certainly a way of looking at." she said her mood feeling brightend already, but she still had much to go on. So she would let tonight pass without much word. She would observe and interact if required but otherwise in big political parties like these she perfered to avoid them.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga on the other hand was quite excited. She was the opposite of Misa. She really was making history in this moment in time and the chance to leave her own indelible mark on galatic history was too big an opportunity to pass up. So she was going to make the best of it.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum's blush was now in full force at Hayate's teasing. The girl had always been like this and despite everything Signum had been the one who would dutifully take the brunt of it. Shamal could play it off since among them she was effectivily "mom". Vita was always better avoiding teasing, mostly through keeping her mouth shut and head down. Zaphira was just the quiet one so he rarely drew attention to himself, then there was Rein, well Reinforce Zwei. She was the daugther of one of the other members of thier family who had died and had been accepted into thier ragtag family. Rein was the baby and thus got the attention from everyone. Then there herself. If she had to Signum would be the father figure in the group. Tall, stoic but afftectionate she it seemed had been the brunt of the teasings and affections from Hayate above the others. There were times she would seek Shamal or Vita, or on the rare occasion Zaphira. But she shook all these thoughts from her mind and decided to answer Hayate. "The crew from the Musashi await us." she said not answering Hayate's question to allow herself to save face, but they both knew that more than likely she would share Hayate's bed tonight in a capcity other than guardian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 07:54:18</strong>
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				Hayate smiled idly at Signum as she saw the blush creeping onto her cheeks. The blush was all the answer she needed. Instead of teasing the woman further she would instead focus on the fact that Signum was correct that Jeremy and his picked crewmen or woman would be waiting for them. Soon after exiting their ship she heard the Musashi's captain complement them so she decided she would tease him a bit now. "Ah you may say that but I'm sure your anticipating the sight of your lovely princess in a gown designed for these occasions that should accent her exotic beauty further no?" <br><br>The Belkan captain stared at the carriage that awaited them with an amused expression because the vehicle itself was quite ornate in it's design and perhaps even beautiful in an unearthly fashion which would be probably the most accurate way to describe it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 02:14:59</strong>
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				Jeremy gave Hayate a soft smile at her little attempt at a tease. She was Certainly like Amelia. "While Yes, I do think the Princess will look lovely. I don't know the chances of anything beyond what we are at the Moment. A Ship's Captain, and A Princess. Stuff like that only happen in Fairy Tales." He stated. Seemingly more trying to convince himself than anything else. His hand coming up, as his fingers brushed along the fabric that covered the mutilate part of his face. However, before the mood could sour any, He gestured to the Carriage. "Come, our transport awaits. He stated as he led them off the pier. The Driver stepping down to open the door. James looked to the ladies. "Ladies first." He said with another gentlemanly bow. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 03:52:34</strong>
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				The carriage carrying the officers of the Musashi, and Belka came to a rest just in front of the palace. The Valet quickly rushing up to the vehicle, and opening the door for everyone. Jeremy let the women disembark first before he stepped out. The Palace was decorated in its finest. Beautiful multicolored lanterns adorned the palace, and made it look like a glittering jewel. Jeremy gave his Jacket one last tug to make sure it was straight and adjusted his cover to sit properly upon his head. He looked to everyone and gave them a reassuring nod. his face taking on the rather stoic countenance that a Battleship captain should have. They would fall in line behind the other Nobles as they were funneled in and announced to the gathered. <br><br>In her Room Princess Telaliel looked at herself in the full length mirror. She nodded in approval of her Gown. Had it been any other ball, She would have been finding any excuse not to attend, and even now that wasn't far from her mind. the only reason she was mildly considering remaining for the entire ball was those curious humans. What she discovered during her time with them was quite an epiphany. However, she had to remain calm until her Father, and the leaders of the Humans could speak. She was sure that he'll be just as surprised as Tel was when the revelation was brought before them. "Princess, It is time." One of her Ladies in waiting informed the Princess. She looked over, and nodded. "Alright. I'm ready." She stated. <br><br>Jeremy was adjusting the translation device in his ear, and making sure it was working as they waited. It was going to be interesting carrying on conversations with these people as only a handful of them had the ear pieces that allowed communication. Soon, it was their Turn. The Herald turned and was about to ask their Names when he recognized them as the Aliens. He was issued a earpiece that was loaned to the king. Once the Humans arrived, it was to be returned to the king immediately. "N..Names please." Jeremy introduced everyone by their rank. Instructing the Herald how to introduce them properly. "PRESENTING, THE REPRESENTATIVES FROM THE PLANET EARTH! CAPTAIN HAYATE YAGAMI OF THE E.D.F. HEAVY CRUISER, BELKA. PRESENTING CAPTAIN JEREMY BLACK OF THE SPACE BATTLESHIP MUSASHI. CAPTAIN MISA AYASE, MUSASHI. COMMANDER&nbsp; SIGNUM WALKENRITTER, BELKA. LT. COMMANDER ROBERT GRAVES-PROWERS BATTLESHIP MUSASHI, LT. GINGA NAKAJIMA BATTLESHIP MUSASHI..." As the herald called out the names, all the eyes of the room looked upon them. Whisperings, and rumors began to spread like wildfire. There were also many approving looks to Prowers, and the ladies. though many felt intimadated by Captain Black. The eyepatch, and cold eye seemingly piercing. Jeremy nodded to the others as he began to descend down the stair case towards the main congregation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 06:20:16</strong>
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				"Well, best foot forwards, chaps." Bob said as he squared his shoulders and walked with the others into the thronging melee of high society, at the same time deciding it was not the time or place to correct the herald's mixup over his name.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 00:53:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa sighed as she looked out over the crowd as they were introduced. "Oh well I guess that means I'm officially on display." Misa said as she strode out into the crowd with the Lieutenant Commander and the Captains. "So Captain I was wondering what exactly is my job aboard the Musashi anyway?" she asked him<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned as she strode out. Unlike Misa who was chaffing at this Ginga was reveling in it. Ginga was also used to parties like this what with her father being a Major in the ground forces and Ginga being made a Lieutenant in the actual UEF militery before getting out and getting a job in the private sector. So she was dressed in the full uniform that did alot to show off her body.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum stood behind Hayate once more as her aid-de-camp. She was as she would always be, Hayate's guardian. So with a smile on her face she followed behind her at the party silently watching over her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 01:47:18</strong>
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				Jeremy let everyone down the stairs first. Allowing the crowd the treat before the beast. Jeremy greatly disliked these kinds of functions. One always had to be on their best behavior, and the slightest mis-step can be horribly construed. Jeremy felt a little relieved that he wasn't the only one uncomfortable in these kind of situations. Jeremy turned to her when she asked her question. "Well, At the moment my CAG has departed with the Arizona. So His spot is open." He stated simply as if he was merely giving her the time. At the bottom of the stairs, the group was rushed by the other party goers. Eager to speak with these out worlders. They were asking so many questions that it was almost too much for the translator to keep up with. The others would quickly noticed that they were getting very approving stares from members of the opposite sex, and the same sex as well. Several young ladies eying up Ginga, and Misa as well as Signum, and Hayate. Even Robert had his own fan-section. Though one could quickly noticed a sizable bubble around Jeremy as it seemed that the attendees were giving him his space. It was probably due to the aura he was giving off.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 09:52:15</strong>
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				Hayate was quite used to these sorts of things having been to many with her friends, and other officials and the likes. She unlike Jeremy seemed to be quite at home and in her element mingling with the others at the party and answering questions almost as rapidly as they were asked. Hayate would often call herself a party girl at heart despite the stiff work she often had to do. Still it was quite interesting to see just how large a "Fan-base" she seemed to have of both genders not that it really bothered her in any way shape or form. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 17:12:22</strong>
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				Jeremy was pleased to see how well everyone as conducting themselves. Like true professionals. He didn't mind that none were approaching him, and on a level he preferred it. This was going to be an interesting trial for the Musashi, and the Belka. Jeremy quietly slipped away so his crew, and those of the Belka could relax, and enjoy themselves. He made his way towards where the King and Queen were. It was only polite to express one's gratitude towards their host. The King saw him approaching, and motioned for him to come forward. Jeremy did so, and bowed before the King, and Queen. "I wished to express my gratitude for your hospitality this evening, Your Majesties." Jeremy stated. King Ferinand smiled and nodded his head. "You have done a great service to my people, and, according to my Daughter, endeavored to make her feel just as welcomed on board your ship, Good Captain. So it should be I that is thanking you." The king stated. The Queen nodded in agreement, though she was more "Cool" than the king. She saw the Captain as a threat. Someone that could seduce her daughter, and the next in line to the throne. While she didn't think that it would be Malicious. Tel was very strong willed, and adventurous. The Queen was confident to believe that her willful daughter would rather continue her adventures beyond the safety of the planet, let alone the palace, along with the crew of this "Battleship". That was the purpose of this party. To have the princess to find someone that would anchor her down to the ground, and not flit about among the stars.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Soon, there was flourish of music from an instrument that sounded strangely like a french horn. "PRESENTING, HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, AND HEIRESS APPARENT TO THE THRONE OF ÆLPHERA. PRINCESS TELALIEL MOONDREAM!" The Herald called out. All conversation stopped as turned, and looked at the top of the stairs. Jeremy's good eye growing wide in amazement. Tel looked amazingly beautiful. She wore a shimmering two piece dress the color of pearl. The top covering her generous swells leaving her toned, and muscular midrift open to admiration of others. Her creme colored skin was nicely contrasted by the right blue of her hair which was allowed to hang loose. Long silver strands was laced through her hair, and came together around her forehead into what looked like a woven tiara. The bottom half of her dress was like an overly long loin cloth. The front panel came down to just above her ankles, and was richly embroidered in matching silver. The back wide enough to completely cover the royal backside, and formed a train. The dress showed her long smooth legs nearly all the way to the top of the thigh. She wore sandal like short heels with straps that wrapped half way up her calves. The gloves she wore came all the way up to her elbow. <br><br>Tel's deep blue eyes took in the sea of nobles below her. Holding her head with the Grace, and dignity of her station. She daintily stepped down. her hand just hovering over the balustrade of the staircase. Her shimmering blue hair rippling with each step much like ripples on the surface of a pristine pond. As she descended the star case, Tel looked for familiar faces. Faces she wanted to see, and not had to. The faces of the Humans that befriended her. When she saw Captain Hayate, and the others. A soft smile spread across her rosy lips. Though, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment as she didn't see Captain Black. As she approached the Earthings, the nobles receded back to give the princess her space. She curtsied to those of the Belka, and the Musashi. "I wish to welcome you, our new Friends. I hope this night of merriment will be like a refreshing breeze to your soul." She stated formally.&nbsp; <br><br>Jeremy stood by the King. The Queen already starting to gather her pool of potential suitors to dance with the Princess. As Jeremy watched the Princess descend the stairs, he felt a twinge of loneliness, and sadness. For what he saw was a world he could never be a part of.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>27-06-2013, 00:50:10</strong>
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				"Thank you, your highness." Prower-Graves spoke up with a stiff, formal salute, speaking on behalf of the <em>Musashi</em>'s crew. He was very bad at public speaking, he knew that much, so he kept his reply as short and to the point as was diplomatically polite. "We accept your gracious hospitality, and, uh, hope that you enjoy the evening as much as we do." he finished, a little weakly as he had to wing it a bit, but he thought it worked. At least he hoped so, anyway.<br><br>He took a moment to meet and greet a few chaps, before making his way over to Jezza. "Not joining us, skipper?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:41:26</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa shook her head as she moved through the crowds giving smiles to each of the nobles who wanted to look at her from both the men and the women. <em>"You know Misa ole girl if you wanted you could leave here with anyone of these people."</em><em></em> she thought with a grin as she grabbed a glass of some sweet smelling fruit drink and took a sip of it. After a few instances of tasting it she nodded her heaqd. It wasn't too bad really, a sort of mango/pineapple/peach combination in flavor.<br><br>&nbsp;Signum on the other hand wasn't too far away from where Hayate was. After all she was her aid-de-camp in these matters and as such she would put her own best foot forward. "You love it don't you?" she said with a grin to Hayate. As much as she had known her Signum knew this was Hayate's place, at the center of everything. She gave a small smile as she took another sip of her drink.<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga on the other hand was fully in her element. She enjoyed the party and the looks she was getting, espically those from the female members of the party. She was wearing her Lazurus Company uniform but without and patches on the shoulder. She had torn them off when the Musashi had left the company. However she had added Admiral Burnside's jacket coat to her ensamble. She was very proud of the fact she got to keep it at a sovenier of thier time together, just as she had given the Amelia her panties to keep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:29:08</strong>
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				Telaliel held a soft smile as she saw how tense Graves was. "I'm sure this evening will be as entertaining as all the others." She said politely. Meaning that she would be bored to tears by all the suitors that were going thrown at her by her overbearing mother. She wished them a good evening and started to make her way towards her parents. If she puts in an appearance now, it would expedite her departure later. Though, she knew enough to whom to personally greet on the way so as to not offend any of her Parents allies. <br><br>Jeremy looked at his Chief Gunner as he approached. "I just wished not to spoil yours, or anyone elses evening, Lt. Commander." Jeremy replied quietly with a smile. "I am sure there are several young ladies that would loved be to introduced to a British Gentleman." Jeremy stated as he motioned to a group of girls that seemed to be constantly looking at Robert, and giggling. "Have Fun, Lt. Commander, but please don't break too many hearts." Jeremy teased him. <br><br>Tela slowly made her way to her parents. Simply going through the motions. Wondering if Jeremy was here or if something came up, and he couldn't make it. Though as she got a clear view of her parents, her perspective changed as she saw Jeremy standing near her father. Her first true smile of the evening came to her lips as she approached and curtsied to her Father, and mother. "Good evening, Your Majesties" She spoke regally before turning to Jeremy, and curtsing as well. "Good Evening, Captain Black." She spoke extending her hand. Jeremy gave Princess Tela a deep bow and took her hand and made a motion to kiss the back of it. "Good evening, Princess. You look quite lovely tonight." Jeremy replied sincerely. This got a another smile out of Tela. Though looking over his shoulder and towards her mother, She grimaced at the gaggle of nobles that jockeyed for position to be the first one introduced to her. Her mother near by looking very eager. "Um...Captain, Would care to join me in a dance?" Tela asked quickly. Jeremy was rather surprised to be asked so abruptly but he was adaptable. "It would be my Honor, Your Majesty." he replied. Unaware of the looks of Jealousy, and disappointment from the princes behind him. <br><br>As Jeremy led the Princess onto the Dance floor. Most of the other nobles instantly began to part to give them their room. A spot light was shone down on them as the rumors began to start. The music played a few chords before it opened into a waltz like song. Jeremy taking the lead, and began to twirl tela across the dance floor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 21:05:42</strong>
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				Hayate smiled as she heard Signum ask if she was enjoying herself "Of course I am" she responded. She was in her element chattering away with various nobles and other attendants of the ball. She was sharing information about earth with them and learning more about this planet in return. She then heard the waltz like music starting&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;and grabbed Signum's hand "come let us dance" she stated cheerfully.<br><br>She dragged her Aid-de camp out to the dance floor and casually took the lead. She had an amused smile on her face considering she knew that Signum would act emberrassed despite not being so. She was really looking forward to that cute reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 00:33:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;Signum herself was not surprised when Hayate walked up to her and asked her to dance. "Um..well...ah...ok Captain." she stammered out while face tinted rouge as she did so. While she had expected it it was still half a shock that she had actually done it. But Signum was nothing if not equal to the task of dancing with her. They had danced alot over the years so this was nothing new to her. "You love doing this to them." she said to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 01:31:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg8511915#msg8511915">Quote from: Mac84 on 04-07-2013, 23:29:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy looked at his Chief Gunner as he approached. "I just wished not to spoil yours, or anyone elses' evening, Lt. Commander." Jeremy replied quietly with a smile. "I am sure there are several young ladies that would loved be to introduced to a British Gentleman." Jeremy stated as he motioned to a group of girls that seemed to be constantly looking at Robert, and giggling. "Have Fun, Lt. Commander, but please don't break too many hearts." Jeremy teased him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Robert gave him a flat look. "Very droll, Captain." he said with dripping sarcasm, but nonetheless nodded. "I shall be a proper English Gentleman to the Ladies of the Court this fair evening." he said, slipping into the role and then melting back into the crowd as if he had never been there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 20:44:19</strong>
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				Jeremy, and Tela seemed to slipped into their own little world. Not noticing the other dancers starting to come onto the dance floor themselves. The Queen let out a soft Huff as she knew that her daughter asked the Alien to dance simply cause she didn't want to dance with the other nobles she picked out. "I must apologize, Jeremy. I am using you to avoid dancing with suitors that my Mother picked out." Tela confided. "That is alright, You majesty." He said softly. He figured that was the case, and wasn't complaining. Though as enjoyable as it was, the music came to an end, and Tela's mother swooped in with another person for Tela to dance with. She looked at Jeremy with a look of "Please don't leave." Jeremy simply bowed. He way of saying he wasn't going anywhere. <br><br>So another song would start up as Jeremy found his way to the table with drinks, and served him one, before finding a relatively secluded corner to watch the going ons. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 22:21:49</strong>
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				Hayate merely grinned at Signum's accusation "Of course" she responded idly. She continued the dance until the song was over after which she stepped back to allow the other woman time to breathe. "Parties are always such interesting events you know.....after all one never knows what to expect" she then stretched lazily as she watched the nobles around them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 21:26:37</strong>
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				There was only so much of the Princess dancing that Jeremy could watch. So he started looking around, and seeing how the others were making out. It would appear that everyone was having a good time, and each garnered a fair amount of their own attention, and fans. Though, he quickly spied Misa, and he thought he would ask her is she thought about his offer. So, as he maneuvered his way over to Misa, he grabbed another glass of the same color drink she was sipping on to refresh her's. "Good evening, Captain. Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked as he handed Misa the fresh glass. To Jeremy, he found the drinks a bit too sweet, and would have rather had the bottle of Scotch in his room. "I was wondering if you had a chance to think about the position I offered, For the CAG slot on the Musashi?" He asked. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 21:55:16</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked up at Jeramy walked over to speak with her. As she looked at him Jereamy could easily see her cheeks were a bit on the rosey side of things. "Hey Captain." she said to him as he handed her the drink along with more on the offer of her being his CAG. She grinned to him as she took the flute from him. "Mmm sure why." she said as she downed the drink before looking at the dance floor. "Come on Captain let's dance!" she said setting the glass aside and dragging him out onto the dance floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 22:02:27</strong>
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				Instead of a simple conversation around Misa's answer. Jeremy suddenly found himself drug out into the dance floor. Misa was surprisingly strong, or that Jeremy was caught completely off guard. Most likely a mixture of the two. Before he knew it, they were on the edge of the dance floor. His one hand in her, and the other on her waist. He sole functioning blue eye blinked at Misa a few times before his mind just said: "Fuck it, and go with it." So, he took a moment to get a feel for the Music, and began to lead Misa in a brisk dance that matched the uptempo music. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 22:16:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she began to dance on the dance floor with Jeremy before she looked up at him. "Now then Captain you wanted to talk with me about the CAG postion?" she asked him as she moved across the floor. Despite the fact she had a few drinks Misa had fairly decent coodination as they moved across the dance floor itself. It was looking like Misa was a fairly happy person when she had a few drinks in her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 22:36:47</strong>
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				While Jeremy hated being in theses types of parties as he had been forced to go to them all his life. He was quite a good dancer. So he easily lead Misa around, but kept the twirls, and the dips to a minimum. Her happy demeanor was doing wonders for Jeremy as he found Misa was relatively easy to relax around. It was certainly helping forget that he was suppose to be a stuffy Battleship captain, and allow him to enjoy himself. "I was wondering if you considered filling the role of Ship's CAG for the Musashi. I've seen your leadership skills, and found them quite impressive. You have the Loyalty, and respect of your squadron which speaks volumes of you as a leader. I believe you can be quite an asset to the Command staff of the Ship, and that the ship's squadrons can benefit greatly from your leadership." he explained calmly as he gave Misa a soft twirl right before pulling her close. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 22:55:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she listened to Jeremy talk about her time with her squadron. "Mmm why Captain you have quite the way of flattering a girl." she said to him with a light hearted laugh and a killer smile. "But yeah I guess you could say I lead my squad pretty well. Just don't give me any stupid orders and you won't find yourself flat on your back on the deck." she said to him with a smile as she led him through a spin herself. "But Captain this is a party so let's have fun and enjoy ourselves and see where the night goes." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 23:05:34</strong>
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				Jeremy couldn't help but blush when Misa said her was flattering her. It wasn't his intent, as he was simply telling her how he felt about her capabilities. He nodded to her as she spoke about stupid orders, and him ending up on his back. "I understand, I'll keep that in mind, Captain." he said. though as she reminded him it was a party, he couldn't help but give her a friendly smile. "Yes, it is, isn't it?" He stated as he Dipped Misa like a professional ballroom dancer before bringing her up. While it was a party for the crew that were there, The night was still going to end in business for Jeremy, along with the Captain of the Belka, and her Second in command. "You're right. I should enjoy myself every once in a while, and what better way than to enjoy a dance with a radiant Woman in a beautiful Kimono." He admitted. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 03:33:17</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa herself blushed even more so at Jeremy's compliments about how well she looked in her family's kimono. "Thank you Captain. This was in the stuff I recovered from the Hyperion." she said to him. It was then that something occured to her about that. "Captain I think we should head back to the Hyperion, after all it's still kinda just floating there after we left it. I mean we only searched for survivors so there could be spare parts and what not on it that we could use." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 04:01:46</strong>
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				The Princess concluded her dances for the moment, and was starting to seek out Jeremy again for another dance. however, she found him dancing with that one woman she met while in space. She braced herself for the twinge of jealously, and heartbreak, but was surprised to find that it simply wasn't there. Didn't she have feelings for the Captain? She wasn't really so fickle, was she? She was confused as to what she should be feeling. "What the matter, My daughter?" A soft voice asked. Tel turned, and saw the Queen behind her. The Queen looked, and saw the Captain dancing with another woman. "I see, but I also see that your reaction to it isn't what you expected was it?" She asked. "I...I don't know." Tel stated. "I'll admit that the Captain as a certain allure, but He is like your father. Strong, and duty-minded. He knows he has his place. Just like you know you have your place. He is a Ship's Captain. Just like you are the Future Queen. You two can't be anything else." She said as she handed her Daughter a handkerchief. "I...I know mother, but..." She started, but was silenced by her kind mother. "I know, trust me. I know. Come. Sit and rest. Let them be as they are our guests." She said as she led Tela toward some chairs. <br><br>Jeremy smiled as he saw Misa blush. it really did make her quite lovely. "You're quite welcome, Captain." Jeremy stated with a smile that caused his eye patch to wrinkle. They seemed to have good rhythm together as they twirled around the dance floor. It would seem that Misa could dance quite well in her kimono, and she didn't look so out of place against Jeremy's uniform. Though he tilted his head when mentioned on how they simply left the carrier, Hyperion, to rot in space. She did bring up a valid point as it could be a cache of spare parts, and supplies. "I'll have to consider it, Captain. As of right now, we do not know what is going to happen. So I'm a bit weary leaving the system." he explained. He wasn't shooting down the idea by any means, He was simply trying to consider everything first. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 04:16:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to him as she understood his concerns about leaving the system undefended. "I can understand your concern Captain. If you would like you could talk with Captain Yagami and see what you two can work out? Or conversely do you think the Gamalize ship could make the jump itself in it's current condition?" she asked him curious to know about it one way or the other.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:13:42</strong>
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				Jeremy was starting to wonder how they got to talking business all of a sudden. They were suppose to forget about the ship, and duty for the moment were they? "That is an option, but the only thing I can think of is if She personally comes with us when we do the salvage. She may not be receptive about leaving her ship for a prolonged amount of time. As for the War-wagon...I wouldn't trust it to get out of its own way at his point. It took a lot of work on the Musashi's part to keep it from not disintegrating in the warp jump here." he explained. "Though, wasn't you who said that this party was so we can relax, and enjoy ourselves, Captain?" he said as he raised the eyebrow over his good eye to her. Pulling her close, and tight against him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:17:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she listned to what he had to say before her face broke into a grin once more as he mentioned what she had said about a party. "Mmm yeah I suppose that's true." she said as he pressed her close to him as the music took on a much slower tone. Misa blushed again before she decided to embrace the moment for what it was as she leaned her head onto his shoulder as she enjoyed the warmth of another human body pressed against hers. A soft sigh of contentment escaped her lips when she did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:34:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy was taken by surprise as Misa laid her head upon his shoulder. His own hands moving down to wrap around her lower back to keep her close. the soft sent of her skin, and hair wafting just underneath his noses had a relaxing effect on him, and he softly began to hum along with the new slow tune. It was a strangely similar tune to a song that Jeremy knew. It was one of the brass discs for the Music box he was restoring in his Quarters. So as he hummed, soon he began to sing as well. The words were soft, barely above a whisper as they started&nbsp; to float aroud Misa's ear. <br><br><div align="center"><em>Hold me close and hold me fast<br>The magic spell you cast<br>This is la vie en rose<br><br>When you kiss me, heaven sighs<br>And though I close my eyes<br>I see la vie en rose<br><br>When you press me to your heart<br>I'm in a world apart<br>A world where roses bloom<br><br>And when you speak, angels sing from above<br>Everyday words seem to turn<br>Into love songs<br><br>Give your heart and soul to me<br>And life will always be<br>La vie en rose</em></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 02:43:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa herself was enjoying the party now that she had a dance partner. For her this moment was exactly what she needed. She had been trying to keep her squad going and had been doing it at a breakneck pace that she had hardly had time for herself. Jeremy's wrapping his arms around her and his tune humming was oddly sort of relaxing and it fit the mood of the dance a bit better. She simply let herself drift with the music before looking up at him. <em>What the hell you only live once."</em> she thought as she leaned up and gently kissed his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 03:18:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Was it the atmosphere, or the drinks? However the reason, It would appear that all the pieces fell right into place as Jeremy continued to hum holding this beautiful woman to him. It wasn't a scene he really expected, but he wasn't complaining either. Though when he felt something soft press against his lips. His eye opened, and saw that it was Misa kissing him. His shock quickly gave way to acceptance. He wasn't sure if this was the start of something, or perhaps that the mood simply struck her, but he wasn't going to deny her either. He softly kissed her back as he embraced her tightly to him. The other nobles watched, and were surprised that these Humans actually kissed as well. There was a smoldering heat in Jeremy's kiss. Something that showed that there was much more behind it. Jeremy could feel his heart beating faster as his body began to heat up. It seemed the rest of the world fell away as he melted into Misa's kiss. After a couple of minutes, they broke apart as he looked deep into her eyes with his solitary one. They were so beautiful. "Has anyone told you that you are an excellent kisser?" He asked in a flirty manner. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 03:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa herself felt herself melt into the kiss as Jeremy began to recipricate her gesture. At first she was afraid she might have taken it a bit too far but he pulled her closer to himself as he deepend the kiss with her which only served to make her moan in pleasure this time. She didn't care if all the nobles around them saw. For Misa this one moment was all that matter. After all when your life can only be measured in moments you learn to appriciate each moment that comes your way as if it were your last. Finally after what seemed like an eternity they pulled apart. Misa was now sporting a heathy set of rouge tinted cheeks, but that rouge turned to full on crimson when Jeremy began to flirt with her back. She smiled up at him as she pressed herself against him. "Mmm if you think I'm good at kissing then you should see me do night manovuers." she said flirting back with him. Hell she didn't care at this point in history what else happened. She was going to take this and run with it as far as it could go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 04:05:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy could feel a tingle run up, and down his body as Misa pressed herself against him. He swore that he could feel her breasts through his heavy Jacket. Were they really that big!? the Kimono did well to conceal them, but Jeremy could feel them quite nicely. He couldn't help but think how sexy Misa looked with the rouge tint to her cheeks. He couldn't believe he was flirting with her, but it was so natural, and easy with Misa. Though it quickly became his turn to blush when Misa told him how good she was at "Night Maneuvers". Jeremy's visible eyebrow rose as a sheepish grin spread across his lips. His arms tightened around Misa so she couldn't back away again. He liked the feeling of her against him. There was something about it that felt wonderful. "I may just have to take you up on Night Maneuvers." He whispered back before he leaned in to press his lips to hers. Putting much more heat into this kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 04:13:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa waited for Jeremy to refuse her, after all it would have been the heat of the moment and all and Misa could walk away and still maintain a working and professional relationship. However all those thoughts got dashed as she felt him tightend his arms ever so gently around her body as he said he wouldn't taking her up on it. She gave him a cute smile right before he intiated the kiss, but this time the kiss had more heat, more passion and Misa felt herself growing hot under her collar. She kissed him back putting all her pent up emotions into it. Behind thier kisses Misa could feel a hunger.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 04:29:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy was a bit nervous that perhaps he was taking things too far this time, and that he misread Misa's "Flirts". However the moment he felt her kiss back it was all gone. A soft moan of pleasure escaped his lips. Misa's lips tasted so good, and the feeling of her body pressed against his was so arousing. He could feel the heat in her kiss, and made him want more. After all, he was a young healthy man. He held the kiss as long as possible until his lung screamed for air. When they parted again, Jeremy's chest was raising, and falling quickly as he was trying to catch his breath. He looked deeply into Misa's eyes as he could hear another slow song start. his hand slipped into hers, his fingers intertwining with Misa's his other hand remaining on her obi at the small of her back. that way they can remain close as he started to dance with her again. Unlike last time, this wasn't a Friendly dance between fellow officers, but something more. Possibly an opening to a path that neither expected. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 20:42:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa herself moaned in pleasure now not even caring what was going on around her as she held onto Jeremy with all she had. The heat and the passion from the kiss was leaving her with a burning inside of her. After all, she was a healthy young woman. She to held the kiss as long as possible before they both had to break apart for breath. Misa much like Jeremy was also raising and lowering with effort to catch her own breath. Then he did the next thing he could do, he looked into her eyes. Her sky blue eyes looked into his one good hazel eye. She was caught by the shifting color in it and her breath caught in her throat before she felt his hand intertwined with hers as the music began to. She looked at him shook her and took her hand out of his and slipped them both around his neck as she laid her head on his shoulder. Her meaning was clear, if he was going to do this then they were gonna do it right.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 22:11:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How amazing it was after thousands of years of evolution, and countless light years Man has actually changed very little. He still needed the contact, and affections of a woman. Another soul to reach out to, and be accepted by. So as Jeremy look deep into Misa's azure blue eyes, he could feel himself dawn into them. Much like the endless freedom of Earth's skies. Infinite, and vast. He blinked as she removed her hand from his, but instantly relaxed as she draped them around his neck and rested her head upon his shoulder. He had a soft smile upon his lips as he tucked in his head onto her as well. Misa smelled so lovely, like Sakura blossoms. Was it a perfume? He didn't care as he tightened his embrace and continued to Dance with her. "This is wonderful." He whispered. Jeremy wanted time to slow down so he could actually savor this moment that he was dancing with an amazingly beautiful woman. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 01:49:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa's sigh of pleasure as he tucked her in close like he did could only be heard by him. For Misa this was really the first time she had to think, to feel. She didn't care if this went anywhere beyond tonight she just wanted to feel the thunder. As the song slowly came to an end Misa looked up at him her face still a bit crimson before shaking her head she was going to go through with this, hell she needed it. "So Captain your cabin or mine?" she asked him a playful smile on her face and relief that she finally got the question out. She had gotton tired of beating around the bush and decided to do things the way she knew how and that was to be blunt or frank depending on what the situation called for.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 03:23:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Why wouldn't time stop, and let Jeremy remember that he was a man, and a human. The Burden of Command was constantly tiring, and can be lonely as well. So having Misa in his arms like this was like a breath of fresh air to a weary soul. It was a cruel revelation as the song once again slowly wound down, and ended. Leaving him, and her just holding each other. How he found himself loathe to let her go. Though as she looked into his eye, he returned her smile. "The stars are so beautiful from my cabin." He said before leaning in, and whispering. "So is the sunrise as well." right before he placed a hot kiss upon the flesh of her neck just below her ear. <br><br>It would appear that the Band was taking a break for a few minutes, and the guests once again resumed their mingling. Jeremy didn't want to give up Misa to a noble so he thought of a way to keep her all to himself. "It is getting a bit stuff out here. Would you accompany me to the balcony for a bit of fresh air?" he asked as he offered Misa his arm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 04:49:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa was enjoying the dancing with him as she leaned in to his touch and then she found his answer and it made her visble shiver in anticipation as she stood there in his arms. However his asking her about stepping out onto the balcony was not in Misa's plans. "Begging your pardon captain but I'm not exactly up for some fresh air." she said to him as she kissed him once more this time putting every ounce of hunger and passion behind it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 05:09:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy looked at Misa a moment as she stated she didn't want fresh air. His eye widened as she kissed him to heatedly that he thought his body would burst into flame. He quickly began to return the kiss as he held her as tightly as he dared. She was definitely causing a stirring below. Something he didn't mind demonstrating to her. "I do believe you misunderstood me when I asked if you wanted "Fresh Air, Captain. I was asking if you wanted to leave." Jeremy stated as he took her hand and started to slip off the dance floor. Within moments, they were out of the ballroom, and out the front door of the Palace. There the carriage that brought them hear was waiting. "Good evening, Departing so soon?" the Driver asked. "Sadly yes. I fear that tomorrow would be very busy for everyone." Jeremy stated simply, in his hand, he was holding Misa's hand. "Very well, I'll take you two back to the harbor." the Driver stated as he opened the door. Jeremy bowed, and let Misa climb in first, before he himself climbed, and sat next to her. the carriage quickly began to scuttle along the main avenue. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 05:49:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Misa moaned into the kiss as she enjoyed the taste of Jeremy's lips on her own and she feel the passion in his lips as she kised him. He broke apart after a bit but Misa blushed a bit when he said what he did to her. "Oh sorry." she said as he gently led her off of the dance floor and then out of the reception hall back to where the carriages were waiting for them. Jeremy gave them instructions to take them back to the harbor as they climbed in. Though as soon as the door was shut Misa vamped onto him. Her lips were once more kissing his as she enjoyed the taste of them this time she didn't need to hold back her passions and she let him have it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 13:41:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy had a happy chuckle as the door shut, and he was literally set upon my Misa. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her onto his lap where he was sure she would feel something other than his just his arms. He returned the Kisses with unabashedly heated ones of his own. Soft moans escaped his lips as his hands explored her Kimono. He wasn't trying to cop a feel, not yet. He wanted to hold her, and caress this woman tightly all at once. After a minute or two, He slipped his tongue out, and brushed it against her lips, and asked for permission to enter as one of his hands slid down to the curve her bottom, and gave it a squeeze. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 03:51:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa herself moaned into the kiss as she felt him pull her into his lap. She pressed herself against him as she ground her butt against against his lap making sure he knew that she knew about what was down there. She could feel his hands caressing the soft folds of the kimono and in turn her body which only served to stoke her passions more.&nbsp; She could feel the heat and desire in his lips with her own as he gently pressed his tongue to her lips. She gladly opened her lips to allow him entry as her own met his moving around and sideways caressing his letting him taste her. Misa could feel her own passions rising more. Soon enough she wouldn't be able to take it anymore.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-08-2013, 10:44:09</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg8642160#msg8642160">Quote from: pendarious on 26-07-2013, 22:21:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hayate merely grinned at Signum's accusation "Of course" she responded idly. She continued the dance until the song was over after which she stepped back to allow the other woman time to breathe. "Parties are always such interesting events you know.....after all one never knows what to expect" she then stretched lazily as she watched the nobles around them.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Signum nodded her head to Hayate as they stepped apart. She did enjoy these moments when Hayate let herself go and really enjoy herself. "Yes it is quite true about that Hayate. Quite true indeed." she said as she happened to watch Jeremy and Misa come onto the dance floor and from the look of it things were starting to get hot. "I think things just got interesting." she said to Hayate as they left the dance floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 16:56:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The next day would come quickly enough as the deep navy of night gave way to the soft azure of the dawn. Jeremy would be the first to stir as he shifted on his bed. His body delightfully sore in places as a testament to last night's romp with a Valkyrie. His functioning eye opening as he was blessed with a wonderful sight. A vision of beauty still asleep securely in his arms. He smiled as he enjoyed this feeling of closeness. He nuzzled Misa softly trying not to wake her, but wanted to be affectionate none the less. His embrace tightening as he laid down to watch her sleep. The tops of her breasts just peaking out from the sheet, and he could fee them pressed against his chest. "Misa." He whispered as if trying out the name. He would wait for her to wake up before he summoned breakfast to be delivered to them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 01:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;It was an interesting feeling for Misa as well. She could feel how some of her muscles were a bit sore but to her it was a good kind of sore. Last night she had had sex with Jeremy and it had been wonderful. She slowly cooed from his light touches to her skin. She slowly began to stir from said caresses as her blue eyes began to flutter open. As her eyes cleared they were given the sight of Jeremy as he looked first thing in the morning. "Mmm you know if you had a cuppa in hand and offering it to me I'd call you a mircale worker." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 01:51:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy chuckled as he heard Misa's little witty quip as she awoke. Raising his head off of the pillow he smiled. "that can be arranged, Captain" he teased as he looked, and noticed something. A cool breeze on the damaged portion of his face. He quickly clapped a hand over his mutilation. Hoping Misa didn't see it. That was the last thing his wanted her to see was a large portion of Ugly first thing in the morning. "I'm sorry Misa. I didn't want you to have to see <em>that</em>." He stated as he fumbled to get the video screen to work, and keep his hand covering his scarred, and damaged face. Soon a happy, loving face appeared on the screen. "Good Morning, Captain. What can I do for you?" She asked in a warm voice "Hello, Moira? This is the Captain. Can you please bring breakfast to my Cabin? Eggs, bacon, french toast with syrup, fruit, and a pot of coffee. Hold one." He stated before he turned to Misa. "What would you like, Misa?" He asked while still covering his face with his hand. His arm slithered around Misa, and pulled her close to him. His leg wrapping around her tenderly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 12:38:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was good to be back in his proper place in the world, thought Prower-Graves, as he sat at his Gunnery station, and put his feet up on the panel; everything was powered down at present, and he was the only man on the bridge for the next few minutes, so he could just relax and let his mind drift a little. This was where he belonged, really, sitting at his panel, unconcerned with the world of High Society and all that associated nonsense. It was a realisation he'd come to during that purgatorial ball last night, and had managed to slip away part way through it and get back to the ship, with no one any the wiser.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 21:12:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Prower-Graves wouldn't be alone on the Bridge very long as he was joined by JW, the Helmsman. "Good morning, Chief." JW stated as he came up, and leaned on the back of Prower's chair. JW was holding two containers of coffee. "I figured you could use a cup of Joe" JW stated as he handed Prower-Graves's his. "I also got us some various flavored cremer, and Sugar." JW stated as he produced a small bag, and set it on the blank space between them. "How was the Party? I thought about going, but I figured it would be two stuffed Shirt for me." JW asked as he looked over his instruments, and daily readouts. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 21:55:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa grinned at Jeremy as she looked up at him when he mentioned that. It was then she noticed the scarred half of his face as he did as well it seemed. He quickly covered it up and stammered out an apology about it before walking to the termminal and dialing up Moira. Moira answered as Jeremy began listing off things he wanted for breakfast to be delivered to his cabin. Misa looked at him as she herself yawned loudly before she felt his leg scissored around hers as she looked up at him and smiled letting her face be seen by the woman on the other end of the line. <br><br>&nbsp;Moira had been going through the usual morning routine for getting breakfast when Jeremy's call came in. She smiled at him as she suddenly noticed someone else in the background before they became visble. It had turned out to be the new pilot they picked up Misa. A grin began to appear on her face when she looked back at him. "A little breakfast in bed eh and a pretty lass ta boot. Jeremy ye ole' smoothy." she said giggling to him in her scottish accent coming out . She had been the ship's "mother" pretty much since it's launch and she consider even Jeremy to be her eldest child and to finally see he was finally acting on being a man was a sight to behold. "I'll be right up with breakfast for ya." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 22:15:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sometimes one forgets the small details. Tying shoes, locking doors. zipping your fly. Hell even forgetting that you're topless on a video phone, and the person on the other end could see you was one that eluded Jeremy this morning. His face suddenly blushed as Moira started to tease him a little, and he realized that she could see Misa. She called him smooth, and Jeremy couldn't help but the smirk that tugged at his lips. He felt a since of pride that he was able to woo a variable Warrior Maiden. "I wouldn't say "Smooth", Mo. Just very blessed to share my bed with an amazingly beautiful woman." Jeremy stated honestly as he turned to look at the vision laying next to him. His hand running up, and down her back. All the way down to her Tight butt. Just feeling her pressed into him made his skin tingle.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2013, 04:30:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled a bit as she listened to Moira twitter about how lucky Jeremy had been to land her in his bed. She turned her head to look up at him as she felt his hand caress her back and then all the way back down her back to her ass. She grinned at him as she gently and playfull swatted his hand away from ass.&nbsp; Misa herself simply leaned back into the bed while rolling onto her back while she waited for Jeremy to finish his call. "Mmm how about some eggs scambled, bacon and toast sounds good to me." she said to him to answer his question.<br><br>&nbsp;Moira's smile got wider as she listened to Jeremy talking. "Oh pish Jeremy, ya just being modest is all. Ya went and beded the best lookin lass on this boat and trust me. I'd know. Aye hear the men talking about all the lasses she brought with her and how pretty they bein. Nothing untoward or anything just the men lookin at sumething nice for a a change." she said as Misa made her own order. Moira nodded her head. "Alright lassis I'll have them up to ya real quick like." she said to them before closing the vid link.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 11:06:39</strong>
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				"Rather boring to be told my lad." he summed up. "Besides, all those people staring at me, like starving dogs outside the window of a butcher's shop? Ugh!" he shuddered. "I'd sooner be shot at by an entire Gamm fleet than go through that again." he remarked as he took the coffee and began to drink it slowly. "So, what did you get up to there, laddie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 14:41:25</strong>
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				JW took a pull from his coffee, and leaned back in his chair. While they were in port. There wasn't really much for him to do. The Captain hasn't given permission for Liberty, and the reasons were obvious. There weren't enough translators to go around, and It was very easy to think that an incident would occur that would strain relations between the Musashi, and the people of this planet. He looked over at the Chief when he said that it was bloody boring, and that he felt like he was on display. "I can imagine. That is why I didn't go. I figured it would be like that. I just stayed behind, and watched old WWII Movies in my Room. I thought about inviting one of the girls from that new squadron over, but I was shot down every time I asked one of them." JW said with a laugh. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 16:27:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;As the door to the bridge opened up it revealed Ginga walking in and yawning a bit. Last night had been interesting for her. She had spent the night wooing ladies of the court and fending off the advances of several men. Ginga simply wasn't interested in men. She was like her lover Amelia Burnside a lesbien so she felt no attraction to men. However all those thoughts dash from her brain as her nose noticed the smell of fresh made coffee in JW's hands. "Oh please tell me there is more of that wonderfully heaven sent ambrosia?" she asked him her hands held up in a gesture of prayer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 16:33:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				JW looked up when he heard the door hiss open, and saw Lt. Nakajima enter. "Good Morning, Lt." He stated good naturedly. When she approached, and asked about the coffee, he nodded, and handed his to her. "Here, you can have this. I'll go get me another one from the Galley." He stated 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-09-2013, 23:51:59</strong>
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				"Leff-tennant." Prower-Graves nodded to Nakajima as he swirled his half-drunk cup of coffee in his hands. "I trust you had a pleasant evening last night?" he asked as he then sipped on the now rather luke-warm coffee.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 04:06:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga's face lit up like a christmas tree when JW offered her his mug of hot fresh coffee to her. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much!" she said to him with a smile as she took the cup and smapled it. She blanched a bit from the taste. "Mmm needs more sugar and milk but meh I can deal." she said to him as she began&nbsp; to sip on it enjoying the sensation of the hot liquid sliding down her throat and into her body warming her insides for all they were worth. It was only then she decided to answer his question. "Mmm yeah I kinda enjoyed myself. The local populations are quite pretty to look at mind you." she said taking a sip of it. "Espically the girls, they kinda remind me of elves." she said to him as she took another sip of her drink.<br><br>________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Onboard the Belka a pair of blue eyes slowly opened as yawn escaped the user's mouth. "Mmm it's morning already." the voice of Commander Signum said as she began to stretch her arms wide. She then turned her head to the person next to her and smiled. "It's morning Hayate." she said to her as she reached her hand out and gently began to shake her commanding officer and surrogate daughter awake. It had been as predictable an evening as she had expected it to be. Hayate had gotton a little buzzed and Signum had had to take care of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 04:34:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				JW simply laughed as the Lt. seemed to about to burst at the seams with excitement over the cup of coffee. "yeah, well. I don't like overly sweet things." He explained as she took the mug, and he began to head for the bridge door. He stopped when Ginga mentioned about the inhabitants, and how they resembled elves. He even noted that she seemed particularly observant on the Females. "Elves eh? that must've been a sight to see. Particularly if they looked half as good as the Princess has strutting around the ship in her dress the past couple of days." He stated. "I'll be right back. I have to get me another cuppa Joe." He stated as he departed the bridge. He passed Moira in the Corridor. "Morning Moira, Where you oft to with that large tray?" he asked. "I'm headed to the captain's quarters. He asked that breakfast be brought to him. He don't often get a chance to eat properly so I'm making sure that he does." Moira stated in a matter of fact tone before she slipped past the Helmsman, and Towards the captain's quarters. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 06:48:59</strong>
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				"Hrmmm...." he murmured as he finished his coffee and then stared moodily out the mirror-like view-ports in front of his station, a self-contained figure that gave away none of his inner thoughts or emotional state. "Heard anything back from Earth yet?" he asked after a while. "That whole debacle with that mining ship should have reached them by now, and we'll see whose arse end up hung out to dry."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 07:44:49</strong>
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				The Belkan captain let out a low groan as she rolled over trying to escape the reality of being shaken. She was completely naked and covered in sweat plus she had a hang over "Mmmmmg......Why do I even bother to drink anymore?" she asked plaintively she hated hangovers but she enjoyed drinking or rather the feeling of being drunk. As per the usual the young captain had gotten wasted, been dragged back to her ship by her XO and then had a bit of drunken fun before passing out only to suffer the consequences the next morning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 14:11:47</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga looked over at Prower-Graves as he mentioned to her if she had heard anything back about the mining&nbsp; ship incident. "I've gotton nothing back from the company or the government about it. You would think huge mess we stired up things would turn out differently or they'd send someone else to look things over." she said taking another sip of coffee from the mug and letting it warm her bones altogether. Ginga's new plan was to get aquineted with the surroundings of this new place and earn herself some extra bonus points back home. <br><br>___________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled a bit she heard Hayate groan in distastful hangover bliss. Even in the future people still drank and still got hangovers from drinking too much. Though she had to admit that even tipsy Hayate had gotton better at her love making skills she thought with a smile. "It morning Hayate and we have a meeting Captain Black and the King of the planet we are on." she said to her gently reminding her of their plans for the day and the evening. She hoped things would go well for them and that Hayate would be impressed with Jeremy's demoenr and the way he held himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-10-2013, 20:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				JW would return soon enough with not only a fresh cup of coffee, but also a full carafe of the black nectar. "Hey everyone, I come back bearing Gifts." He called out as he held up the fresh pot. "Yeah, Moira is going to kill me, but it will save us all a trip down to the galley." he smiled as he set the insulated Carafe on a table for the others to partake as need.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-10-2013, 13:10:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Ginga looked up at JW as he came back baring the cafera of fresh coffee. "Oh my hero!" she said giving him a hug and a smile as she hung off his arm like some macho advertisment from the by gone era of Earth's human history known as the 21st century. A century catagorized by war, peace, free love&nbsp; idiots and love of animated girls not wearing pants. After a moment of posing like idiots she stepped away from him. "Thanks JW." she said to him genuinely thankful for the fresh nector he had just brought them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-10-2013, 15:51:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				JW jumped a bit when Ginga suddenly hugged him. "Um...uh..." He stammered while his brain fought to get into gear. After a second, he struck a super hero pose. "Ta'weren't nutin' Little Lady" He replied in his best John Wayne accent. He held the pose with Ginga until she pulled away, and thanked him for real. "No problem." He stated simply as he took a sip from his cup, and plopped down at the helm of the great battleship. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-10-2013, 00:26:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Prower-Graves said nothing throughout this display, choosing instead to just roll his eyes as he gazed into the bottom of his coffee mug, thousands of light-years away in his contemplations. Who knew what mysterious thoughts were rolling around in his mind, behind those eyes of his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 05:49:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that today?" The Belkan captain asked partially in jest and partially seriously. She was heading towards the bathroom that was attached to her quarters as she asked this. She had no intention of actually not getting a shower before doing anything else today. Her shower much like any other she took was short so that she could begin preparations. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 01:30:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Ginga grinned at the fact that JW was carrying on with the charade and sall around stupidness of the situation. She felt better already with the warmth of the coffee suffusing her body. She took the cup she had with her and refilled it from the caferia that he had brought for them knowing that if Moira ever found out she tan his hide from dusk to dawn and then make a nice leather pouch from it. She took her cup and sat down and began running through the notes her night shift counter-part had written down about the comm's traffic. "Mmm you know JW you make a mean pot of Joe." she called over to him from her station.<br><br>__________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum grinned as Hayate slowly slunk out of bed and towards the shower in her room. "Yes it is today and we both need to be ready." she said getting up and walking into the bathroom alongside of her. Signum didn't have to worry about a change of uniform since she kepted a spare set in Hayate's quarters for the few instances she spent in here with the girl whenever she felt particularly lonely. Heck all of her "family" kepted spare sets in here for just such an occasion.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 02:09:04</strong>
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				JW chuckled as Ginga told him that he made a mean pot of coffee. "As much as I like to take credit, this is Moira's special blend, and good luck getting the secret out of her. I just found a pot on a burner, and snatched it up. I feel sorry for the poor saps that get there, and find that one of the pots is missing." he said with a deep laugh. He takes a sip of his Cup as he saw Ginga reading over the logs from the previous night. "Anything interesting, or anything you can tell us?" He asked. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 02:13:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're playing with fire there lad." Bob then rumbled from his sat. "I wouldn't want to upset Moira, even if I had a dozen Ghurka backing me up." he commented. He put down his mug and then&nbsp; folded his arms back behind his head and the universal relaxation posture. "Welp, I can tell you that it's been all quiet on the gunnery front here." he then informed them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-10-2013, 08:06:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hai your right as usual" Hayate sighed as she stretched herself whilst taking her shower. She enjoyed the feeling of the hot water running down her body. Still she hated formal meetings and knew that this is exactly what today was going to be full of. She much preferred playing host to these sorts of things because she make them as&nbsp; informal as she wanted without seeming rude. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-10-2013, 15:29:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				JW made an overly theatrical motion of swallowing at The Chief's warning. "Yeah. That is why I'm hoping we can finish this pot, and I can get it back before she returns, and yeah. I don't want her mad at me either. you know those Scots are insane." He stated as he shivered. Yes Moria would have gotten angry, but a sincere apology was usually all it needed to placate her. Though that usually meant prostrating yourself before her. Though there were a few men on board that wouldn't mind being punished by Moira. "Well, The ships still here, and not floating in space. so all things considered, you can see that nothing happened with the Helm as well. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>05-11-2013, 22:31:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"And as I allas said to the lads back in the day when I was a gun captain on a destroyer, cherish these moments of boredom and quiet, cause you never know when they might come to a sudden, shocking end." Bob remarked as he then slid out of his chair and began to stretch out his arms, legs and back. "Ugh.... so stiff...." he muttered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 04:48:17</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned as she looked over at JW. "Don't worry JW I'm pretty sure the rest of the crew would be more than happy to help you finish off that pot before Moira finds out." she said to him as she held out her own mug. "See I downed mine pretty quick so I'll need a second cup." she said to him with a smile as she continued to look over the radar herself. She looked over the Prower-graves. "Don't worry Chief believe me hours of endless boredom is what I'll take to any combat situation any day." she said to him with a smile acknowledging his remarks. "Maybe you should see the doc about some muscle relaxers Chief?" she said to him.<br><br>________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled once more at Hayate as she agreed with her as she stepped into the shower with her. "I am sure things will be alright at this meeting Hayate. I'll even make you your favorite dinner and invte the others as well. It's been awhile since we all sat down to a family meal together." she said to her. She was of course talking about all of their adopted family Shamal, Vita, herself, Zephera and of course Rien. Hayate was a strong girl but sometimes even strong people needed to be reminded that they had people they could rely on and besides it was good to sit down together and just forget they were in the military.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 05:27:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yea, but I saw Moira carrying a large tray with her, and heading off somewhere. She never leaves her kitchen. to make matters weirder, she had a rather odd grin on her face." JW commented as Ginga produced the empty cup, and he filled it for her. letting the black liquid fill her cup with its caffeinated goodness. He set the pot down, and looked out over the captial of the planet. Thinking about it, it looked more like something out of a fairy tale rather than real life. He remembered seeing scenes like these out those early 21st century Fantasy movie like "Lord of the Rings", and "Harry Potter". he didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Ginga, and Graves as it didn't directly affect him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 08:00:15</strong>
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				"Aaah, away with thee, and all your evil chemicals." he said with an expansive wave of his hand and a daft grin on his mush. "I'm wise to all your tricks." he said, as he then stood and&nbsp; began to stretch. "Ach..... That's much better." he said as he worked out the kinks in his body. "Well, since there's no need for my trained eye of death at the mo', I think I'll offski to catch a swift forty winks." he said as he donned his cap. "Give me a bell if things start getting hot out there in the black, y'hear?" he said, as he began to amble towards the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 23:26:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9188526#msg9188526">Quote from: Major Major on 13-11-2013, 08:00:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Aaah, away with thee, and all your evil chemicals." he said with an expansive wave of his hand and a daft grin on his mush. "I'm wise to all your tricks." he said, as he then stood and&nbsp; began to stretch. "Ach..... That's much better." he said as he worked out the kinks in his body. "Well, since there's no need for my trained eye of death at the mo', I think I'll offski to catch a swift forty winks." he said as he donned his cap. "Give me a bell if things start getting hot out there in the black, y'hear?" he said, as he began to amble towards the door.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9187943#msg9187943">Quote from: Mac84 on 13-11-2013, 05:27:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yea, but I saw Moira carrying a large tray with her, and heading off somewhere. She never leaves her kitchen. to make matters weirder, she had a rather odd grin on her face." JW commented as Ginga produced the empty cup, and he filled it for her. letting the black liquid fill her cup with its caffeinated goodness. He set the pot down, and looked out over the captial of the planet. Thinking about it, it looked more like something out of a fairy tale rather than real life. He remembered seeing scenes like these out those early 21st century Fantasy movie like "Lord of the Rings", and "Harry Potter". he didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Ginga, and Graves as it didn't directly affect him. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled looking over at Prower-Graves as he stretched before saying he was heading off to catch some shut eye. "Don't worry Chief I'm sure things will be ok for now." she said to him with a smile as JW filled her mug with more coffee and accetped it back from him then taking a sip. As the hot liquid slid down her throat she cooed in pleasure. Moira always knew how to make a mean pot of coffee. "Mmm now that is good coffee. I can already feel last night as just a memory." she said with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 23:34:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Have yourself a good sleep, Chief." JW stated as he watched him leave for his bunk. Sipping the coffee, he let out a long contented sigh. It was delicious. He chuckled at Ginga's comment. "Yes, this is some of the best coffee I've ever had. You can't get this in the Service. "Oh, Lt. I've been meaning to ask. I've been seeing you walking around with a new coat draped over your shoulders for a while now. It looks a little big, did you order it by accident?" He asked in curiosity. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 00:22:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Ginga looked over at JW as he made mention of the coat she was wearing and how it looked a bit big on her. She grinned back at him as she sipped her coffee. "Mmm yeah you could say I ordered it." she said to him her grin getting wider as she tipped the shoulder of the coat down so he could see the Admiral's rank on the epalets of the coat. In truth the coat had been a gift from Admiral Burnside to remember her by after their little tryist onboard her ship when things were pretty hectic after the arrival of Valkyrie Squadron.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 00:40:20</strong>
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				JW swished the coffee around in his cup as he waited for Ginga's answer. He wasn't expecting too much since there was very little chance that it would have been a good story, or at least that is what he thought. Though her answer was decidedly cryptic, and that grin was like the Cat that caught the canary. When she tipped the shoulder towards him, he wasn't sure what he was suppose to be looking at as he took another sip of his coffee. Though he was mid-sip when his eyes finally spied the four golden Stars on the shoulder board. JW about spit out his coffee, but quickly caught himself when he remembered it was Moira's blend. He swallowed hard as the color drained from his face. "Where in the Cosmos did you get a Cosmo Naval Admiral's Jacket!?" He gasped with wide eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 01:08:35</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at him her grin becoming positivly impish as she watched him nearly spit out Moira special blend coffee. "Mmm well didn't I tell you, I ordered it silly. After a fashion of course. I mean there really was only one place I could have gotton it from, though I did pay a price for it after all." she said to him as she sipped more of the coffee from her mug as she monitered the radar and sensor readings. Her response should have been more than enough to tell JW where exactly she had gotton the coat from.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 02:05:11</strong>
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				JW racked his brain as to where she could have had gotten her hands on an Admiral's jacket. Then it hit him. The only admiral, Female, or other wise, was that one, Burnside. Thinking back, she did spend much longer on the ship that he thought really needed, and now it explains it. JW had his suspicions, Ginga was very beautiful, and had turned down more than her share of handsome young men on board the ship, and the various ports they visited that he was starting to suspect that she perhaps played for the other team, but still. To score and Admiral! That was one hell of a notch on her bed post. "I hope you didn't break her heart too bad." He stated.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 02:13:25</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga looked over at JW as he seemed to begin putting the pieces together until it all clicked in his mind before he said&nbsp; that to her. She grinned back at him. "Mmm I couldn't tell you if I did or didn't JW but I do know I left saited in more ways than one." she purred back to him. Ginga may have played for the other team but she still knew how to rile up a crowd of men. After all when you got it use it. Though the idea that she could be an admiral's "wife" was kinda something that had it's own merits. The evil part of her mind also threw up the idea that she could use her relationship with Ameilia to get herself up in the ranks. After all her father's commission in the ground forces helped get her into OCS a little easier, though the bulk of how she got there was her own merits. "So if you are a good boy JW I might put in a good word for you with the Admiral." she said playfully teasing him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-12-2013, 02:52:00</strong>
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				JW chuckled as Ginga talked about how she could put in a good word with the Admiral on his behalf. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, Lt. Don't forget we're not Military, but civilians, and as of this moment most likely the most wanted fugitives in the Earth sphere of influence. Hopefully that pretty Admiral of yours can get the evidence to the right people so that we're not going to end up in a shooting match with either our own forces, or Lazarus's" He stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-01-2014, 01:43:52</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to what JW had said about the Admiral getting the evidence to the council. "I'm sure she'll get it to them. As for everything else well who knows, but yes I to am sure that we've been painted as mass murders by now." she said to him as she sat back in her chair. She knew he was more than likely right but even still she didn't let it disturb her morning. She was still slightly tickled over having the Admiral's coat. It ment a lot to her and she was proud to have bedded the admiral and double so that she had actually pleased the admiral. She once more checked the radar scans from her night crew to make sure nothing out of the ordinary had occur while she was away sleeping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>19-01-2014, 23:33:54</strong>
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				Shizune returned to the bridge with Shiro walking by her side, having been taking a momentary bathroom break. The blue-haired girl then returned to her station, hoping she had not missed anything important in the moments which she had been away. She then resumed focus on her job once more, her cat cuddling around her leg. Shizune wanted to ask the other personnel in the room if there had been something she had missed. The meek girl's nature had gotten the better of her however and she decided against it, seeing the fact they were already in conversation. By the time Ginga had finished speaking, Shizune has diligently focusing on her post.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 02:49:06</strong>
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				JW had noticed the arrival of the quiet, and shy Shizune. She was a fairly recent addition to the bridge crew, only about a month if he remember correctly. "I'll be right back" JW stated to Ginga before moving over to her with the coffee pot. "Morning Ensign. Nothing happened from what I understand. Here, Coffee? It is Moira's special blend. So we have to destroy the evidence as quickly as possible before she finds out, and kills the lot of us." JW Joked with a beaming smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 03:35:52</strong>
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				Shizune had hardly that one of her other two coworkers had even took notice of her in the past few moments, thinking they were lost in their conversation. The meek girl jumped slightly as she heard someone behind, though Shiro stayed perfectly still due to being used to her habits by now. She then turned to find JW behind her, offering her some coffee. "G-Good morning. Thank you f-for telling me, lieutenant. Y-Yes, coffee sounds fine." Shizune replied. The meek girl always found Moira's food as tasty as she was kind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 04:17:51</strong>
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				"Ah, Don't worry about it, Shizune. I figure the more people drink it, the more accomplices I have. Thus spreading Moira's anger." JW Teased as he poured her a cup from the pot. The Bridge was always quiet this early in the morning when the ship was in port. So it was really peaceful, and relaxing. Hopefully it will stay this way for a while. "I'm hoping that once all this blows over, we can go home again. What about you Shizune? Got anything waiting for you back on Earth?" JW asked trying to get the mousy girl to open up some.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 04:38:42</strong>
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				Shizune just gave a meek nod in response to JW's joke, not really being one who cared for dark humor that much. The quiet girl watched as the lieutenant poured out a cup of coffee for her, holding it and taking a light sip of the delicious coffee after he was done. She then took in the nice, quiet atmosphere of morning; one of reasons she chose this simple job. After JW had asked her about Earth, Shizune just seemed to briefly shudder and then stare listlessly to the side for about a minute. "Th-The flowers! Yes, Y-Yes, the flowers." She said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 22:19:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she checked everything before going over to join JW and Shizune. She gave the small cat in her lap an affectionate scratch underneath her chin. "Such a cutie you are." she said to the small feline. Ginga had always enjoyed cats when she was younger so having one aboard the Musashi kinda made home not so far away. She turned her head back to JW. "So what did you think of that party last night? Quite a shindig wasn't it?" she said her grin becoming like the cat sitting in Shizune's lap. "Did you also happen to see who was dancing with the Captain last night at the party as well?" she asked JW curious to know if he had stuck around for that long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 23:37:17</strong>
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				"Oh, the flowers?" JW asked as Shizune mentioned that she looked forward to seeing the flowers. Well everyone had to have something he supposed. He simply wanted a quiet night at a bar with an exhaustible bar tab. He smiled as Ginga came foward, and gave some loving to Shizune's cat. How Jeremy stands to have the animal on the bridge, JW never knew. It couldn't be that Jeremy never noticed the animal. Perhaps Jeremy was a lot softer than he appeared to be. When Ginga asked how he enjoyed the Party, JW raised an eyebrow. "I didn't go, Remember? They had to have a department head here on the ship just in case, and I drew the short straw. So I don't know how the Night went. though, I heard Rumors that the Captain came back early, and he wasn't alone, but that is all I've heard on the subject." He stated. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>21-01-2014, 00:23:24</strong>
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				Shizune was glad that the lieutenant hadn't noticed her moment of lapse, as wouldn't wanted to explained why mentioning the times back on Earth made her do some. It was hard for her to believe he actually bought the line about the flowers. Shiro happily purred in response to Ginga affectionate scratching and compliment. The meek girl then gently petted the cat's fur, earning another purr. The reason was actually allowed to have the cat was because she was a lot more stuttery and shaky with something to put her at ease. Otherwise, Shizune worked perfectly fine. The meek girl then returned to her work and occasionally petted Shiro after she saw that the two were locked in conversation once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-01-2014, 08:59:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9187743#msg9187743">Quote from: Sessha on 13-11-2013, 04:48:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga grinned as she looked over at JW. "Don't worry JW I'm pretty sure the rest of the crew would be more than happy to help you finish off that pot before Moira finds out." she said to him as she held out her own mug. "See I downed mine pretty quick so I'll need a second cup." she said to him with a smile as she continued to look over the radar herself. She looked over the Prower-graves. "Don't worry Chief believe me hours of endless boredom is what I'll take to any combat situation any day." she said to him with a smile acknowledging his remarks. "Maybe you should see the doc about some muscle relaxers Chief?" she said to him.<br><br>________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled once more at Hayate as she agreed with her as she stepped into the shower with her. "I am sure things will be alright at this meeting Hayate. I'll even make you your favorite dinner and invte the others as well. It's been awhile since we all sat down to a family meal together." she said to her. She was of course talking about all of their adopted family Shamal, Vita, herself, Zephera and of course Rien. Hayate was a strong girl but sometimes even strong people needed to be reminded that they had people they could rely on and besides it was good to sit down together and just forget they were in the military.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Hayate was in the middle of getting dressed as she listened to Signum speak about dinner. "Ah that would be lovely actually. It has been a while since all of sat down together" This was true given all the paper work she had to do along with the responsibilities of the others aboard the ship. She sighed wearily as she was getting her medals and other such decorative appointments into place. "I still don't see why decorum calls for all this crap"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 00:42:17</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled down at Shizune as she listened to JW talk. She gave him a sheepish grin having realized he was right. They still needed department heads here on the Musashi just incase something actually happened. "Well to tell you I'm kinda not shocked and yet still quite shocked by what happened myself. You see..." she said leaning a bit in a conspiritoral fashion with the other two. "...I saw the captain last night dancing with that hot little number we picked up that kinda got us where we are today, along with of course my current coat." she said with a grin refering to the admiral's coat around her shoulders. Though just then something occured to her/. "Hey JW who's been subbing for Maria now that she's gone?" she asked who was filling the postion of ship's XO now that Maria Berlini had left.<br><br>______________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum grinned seeing Hayate's expression brighten a bit when she talked about having dinner with the rest of their family. However it dulled a bit when she went back to pinning the medals on her officer's coat. Giving Hayate a soft smiled she help her with putting the medals on. "It's so we can put our best foot forward. You know diplomatic missions like this require us to look our absolute best. It's all a show, which as I know you love doing. Case in point being that little charade you put on for the Captain the Musashi and his guests." she said refering to the "Japanese styled" party she had put on with kimonos and other such stuff.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 02:11:02</strong>
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				JW leaned in as Ginga lowered her voice, and leaned in as well. JW wasn't much of a Gossip monger, but Ginga hooked him, and piqued his interest. Now he was very curious. When Ginga said that the Captain was dancing with a "Hot number" it only took a second to realize who she was referring to. "WHAT!? NO WAY! Captain Black, and Ayase!?" He yelped. Remembering the time he took her, her tablet and had a front row seat to her completely nude. "Wow! I would have never expected that. The Captain's been pretty strict on himself about "Fraternization" with the crew." He stated as he sipped his coffee. "Course, that doesn't really mean anything. It could be that they were just dancing together so that they didn't just stand around." He stated<br><br>When Ginga asked on who replaced Maria, JW Shrugged. "I don't know. So many things have been happening, and the chain of Command as been so buggered up. I'm not sure the captain had a chance to even think about it to be perfectly honest." JW stated, though the revelation about the Captain actually dancing with someone was still quite a shocker&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 02:19:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned and snickered a bit when JW screamed about it being Misa and Jeremy who were caught dancing last night. "Hey I was too busy fighting off the suitors to see if anything happened, but I do know the Captain came back early and he wasn't alone." Ginga said taking a sip from her mug of coffee. The warm aromatic scent filled her nose and re-invigorated her.&nbsp; She looked back over at JW when he mentioned his answer to her second question. After another sip of her coffee she looked back up at him. "Why don't you take the job JW? You're more than qualified to do it." she said to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 02:48:08</strong>
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				"Well that could mean anything. Besides, they're both consenting adults. So I'm sure they're well aware of the consequences of their actions." he stated, trying to sound like the Mature adult, but couldn't help the slight twinge of Jealousy that hung on his words. Images of Misa's amazing body flashing through his mind.<br><br>JW was in mid sip of his coffee when Ginga suggested he become the XO. He nearly spit out his coffee, but managed to catch himself. It was a mortal sin on this ship to waste a signal drop of Moira's special blend. Swallowing quickly, he looks at Ginga. "Oh No, no no no no. I've seen what Maria had to deal with as XO, and she can keep it! I'm perfectly happy simply helming the ship." He stated.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 12:45:02</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled back as she kinda began to laugh hearing him talk like he did. "Oh come on now JW. I think you'd make for an excelent XO for the ship. You are level headed and you have common sense than some of the nut jobs that stayed behind." she said to him with a smile as she sipped her cup. "Besides who else could slip into the mess, steel a pot of Moira's best brew and then get away pretty much scott free? That would be you sir and you alone in this instance." she said taking a sip of her coffee before turning back to Shizune. "What do you think Shizune? Do you think after having known him for awhile that JW would for an excelent First Officer on our ship?" she asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 19:55:11</strong>
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				Shizune noticed Ginga briefly smiling at her, though she continued with her work as her coworkers were still seeming to be locked in conversation, occasionally sipping her coffee. As the meek girl occasionally listen to their conversation, she heard a few tidbits about the party she hadn't attended, as well as the two discussing the now unfilled First Officer position. "Ummm.....Ummmm.....I th-think he w-would do fine....." She managed to answer, caught off guard by Ginga's question.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 20:06:28</strong>
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				Hayate frowned at Signum's response to her question. "Ah but there is a difference between putting on a show and just being showy you know" This was a reference to the style of showmanship. What military decorum called for was often bland and lacked any sense of showmanship whilst the shows Hayate was fond of putting on was something that came from the heart and were flashy because the one putting on the show was throwing everything they could into it. Once she had the last of the medals fastened to the coat and pulled her hat on she sighed as she turned to walk out of the room.<br><br>"Come on then lets get going" She didn't want to keep the others waiting so she decided to move as quickly as possible. The young woman was curious how the admiral and the others aboard the Arizona were doing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-02-2014, 03:51:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned when she got the endorsment from Shizune about what JW should do with his life aboard the ship. "Come on JW you should so throw your lot in to be the next ship's XO in Maria's stead. Besides I think she would be proud to have you be the one to succeed her." she said reaching over and patting him on the shoulder. She honestly did think that JW would make a good XO. Ginga didn't want the postion as she was going down a different career path after this or at least she was but who knows about life right? JW on the other hand was more than well liked by pretty much every member of the crew and he had dealings with each of the people in charage of the various sections of ship's maintaince.<br><br>__________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum shook her head with a rueful smile on her face as she listened to Hayte's reasons for why she did things. Even she had to give the girl the credit as the stuff she usually put on was if nothing else interesting to watch. She knew Hayate never liked the shows the military always put on as there was nothing to snap and pop about them. So when she could and often did get away with it Hayate always threw her own party the way she wanted it done and what a party those could be. Her most recent endevour had been with the princess of the new planet they were obriting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-02-2014, 04:55:55</strong>
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				JW was quite surprised by these recommendations for XO. He grimaced as Ginga brought up Maria being proud of him going after the slot, but he wasn't so sure. However, to hopefully dropped the subject, he nodded. "Okay, I'll think about it, but the Captain always has the final decision." He stated as he went back to sipping his coffee. Even when it was relatively cool, it was still delicious. "What did you think about the party last night, Lt?" JW asked. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-02-2014, 05:20:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga grinned seeing that she might have given him the push he needed to at least broach the subject with Jeremy. She sat back with her coffee mug as she began togo over the sensor data readouts the ship was putting out. "Well as for the party last night I actually had some fun at it. Kept all the boys off me but I danced once or twice with some of the ladies. You wouldn't believe how many of them wanted to if I read the translation right sleep with me. Granted I'm flattered by that but damn is all I have to say." she said with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-02-2014, 16:36:13</strong>
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				JW leaned against a powered down console as he sipped the last of his coffee. The Pot was now empty, and the evidence disappeared down the throats of the bridge crew. JW nodded as he listened to Ginga's story bout the party last night. She seemed surprised to have actually enjoyed herself. Though he could imagine a royal party to be rather dull. Though, he couldn't help but have the corner of his lips tug a bit in jealousy at all the offers to Ginga to share a beautiful young woman's bed. He tried to cover that up quickly with a smile. "It sounds like you had fun. That is good." He stated warm heartedly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-02-2014, 06:05:57</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga herself smiled as she drank down the last of the coffee that JW had swiped from the caffateria, coffee that was one of Moira's special blends. "Yeah I can't deny I had fun and believe me I was sorely tempted to take one of those offers. I mean some of these girls while being slightly elfish in desgin were pretty hot looking I'll admit." she said to him before turning to Shizune. "You don't have to act so meek around us Shizune-san we won't bite." she said to her with a softer smile to help allay some of her fears and make her more sociable.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>21-02-2014, 06:19:59</strong>
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				Shizune then took another sip of coffee, attentively doing her work in a very diligent manner. Shiro continued to sit in her lap as she petted her with her free hand, earning the cat's warm affection in return. She briefly heard bits and pieces of her coworkers' conversation, but she focuse more on her work, as she didn't want to impolite and eavesdrop on them. The meek girl then slightly jumped as she heard Ginga speak to her once more. "I'm fi-fine. I ju-just don't have anything to a-add to your co-conversation..." Shizune tried to assure with the half-truth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-02-2014, 14:51:01</strong>
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				(OOC: Yugi, I thought you said you were dropping all my RPs.)<br><br>The Hatch at the top of the Ceiling hissed open as a Chair started to lower down onto the bridge. Sitting in it was Captain Black, he was wearing his trademark poker face, but there seemed to be a bit of a twinkle to his sole good eye, and a glow from his cheeks. The chair continued to lower itself before he came to rest just behind his console, the track in the wall closing again as He stood up. "Good morning." He stated as he came around to greet three of his crew members. Though as he approached, he noticed the absconded pot of coffee. He raised an eyebrow, and knew who would have the audacity to pilfer the pot. "JW, I'm only going to give you this forewarning. Moira is on her way back to the Galley. I would strongly recommend that pot miraculously appear there before she get there. I Would say she had a minute headstart on you, but she isn't moving very fast." Jeremy stated. JW's eyes went wide as the color drained from his face. "Oh Sheet!" He stated as he snatched up the now empty pot, and dashed out of the bridge like his feet were on fire, and his ass was catching. <br><br>Jeremy watched him go with a soft chuckle before turning back to the other two. "Anything to report?" He asked, ready to get the day started. It would be about this time that there would be an incoming transmission from the Royal Palace. It would be the Princess. She had told her father what she discovered on the Musashi. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>27-02-2014, 10:23:19</strong>
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				Hayate approached the Musashi staring up at the massive battleship. "I'd seen the Yamato at ceremonies but this one is just as big" She remarked idly as she eyed it. The young captain was on her way to meet up with Jeremy before they went to any meetings at the royal palace after all she was simply here to observe on the behalf of the EDF or so her orders stated. She on the other hand had more interest in learning and interacting with the people for as far as they were willing to allow of course. Though she had tendencies to do things a little over board when allowed she wasn't the type to just force herself into situations where she wasn't wanted.<br><br>She approached and pulled out the hand held device that allowed for radio communications when on foot. "Musashi this Captain Yagami of the Belka requesting permission to board" She stated into the device. She knew that Signum was right behind her as usual so she wasn't too worried about protocol as the other would remind her if she forgot something.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-02-2014, 14:26:06</strong>
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				A moment later, the Main hatch hissed open as a rather cute young blond girl wearing that trademark deliciously form fitting body suit that seemed popular stepped out, and approached the Belka's Captain, and Saluted. "Good Morning Captain Yagami. I'm Lt. Emma Hiscock. Captain Black left standing orders that you, and your entourage be allowed on the ship. If you'll please follow me." She stated before turning on her heels, her hair swaying just enough to display just how form fitting the uniform was. She would lead them on board before closing the hatch. "Perhaps, I can take you to the Galley, Miss Moira can whip up a mean breakfast." Lt Hiscock offered as she was sure if the Captain was available to see visitors yet. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-03-2014, 06:32:36</strong>
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				It has been six months since the unethical business practices of Lazarus Corporation have come to light, and the Company, and its partners were seized by the UN Government after a full investigation. The Musashi, and her crew has be cleared of charges of piracy, and theft. The Musashi was seized, and turned over to the Cosmo-Navy, where she was instated as a Super Dreadnought. There were many that wanted the dismissal of the crew cause of their previous records, and questionable backgrounds. Citing that a proper battleship should have a "Proper" crew. However Admiral Amelia Burnside had spoken on their behalf, and those that chose to were granted their commissions back into the Cosmo Navy. The Musashi was now attached to the third fleet Under the command of Amelia Burnside on the Arizona. The Royal family of Ælphera decided it was best to chose Isolation. Believing their people were not ready to join the cosmos at large. The Gamlias ship was brought down, and stowed in a safe location so the scientists can study it in detail, and that one day. When they're ready. The Ælpherans hope to stretch out into the cosmos and visit the home of their ancestors as Friends.<br><br>The Musashi was patrolling one of the more remote reaches of the Earth control sphere. Her crew working diligently at their stations. Jeremy was on the bridge looking over the reports from the Night shift crews. A cup of coffee in his hand before he had to stifle a yawn. So far the Patrol was rather peaceful, and he was happy for it. It was rather nice not to have to worry about accounting of the ship's expenses like he had to previously. Constantly having to justify with the board the expense of operating a dedicated Battleship. With the Cosmo-Navy, They simply gave it to you, for the most part. Jeremy set the tablet down, and took another sip of Moira's special brew. "I'm glad she decided to stick around. I don't think regulation can even come close to this." he whispered as he felt the warmth spread through him as the dark concoction slid down his throat. Looking up, he looked around the bridge, and nodded in approval. Everyone was working like a well oiled machine, the new Members of the crew were talking with, and learning the Ship's idiosyncrasies from the Veteran members of the Musashi's family. "Sleep well, Captain?" a soft French accented voice asked. Jeremy turned, and regarded the source of the voice. "Yes, I slept quite well, Commander Dunois." Jeremy stated evenly. Commander Charlotte "Charls" Dunois was the Musashi's new XO assigned from Naval Headquarters, Honolulu. She was young, but talented, and dedicated. In such a short period of time, she acclimated to the Musashi's rather eccentric style that some High Ranking officers in the Cosmo Forces command equated more to brigades, and pirates, than Naval Sailors. A perfect compliment for the rather Motley Third fleet. <br><br>Yet, it wasn't like that everywhere. Down in the Galley, Moira was threatening yet another young Junior officer that thought they can tell her how to run <em>Her</em> Galley. "Now you listen here! I don't give a rats ass whom told you you can come down here, and "Straighten up" my Kitchen. I don't go to your workstation and start fiddling with shit, do I?" she demanded, waving her serving spoon threateningly. Making the young Ensign wish he was on another ship. It was a rather common Hazing prank for new Sailors on the Musashi. A way for them to be introduced to the "Den Mother".&nbsp; The other seasoned officers, and sailors laughing as they watched her ream yet another young soul over the coals. "Now, Here and eat, and then see if you want me to cook to <em>regulation.</em>" She stated as she shoved a hefty tray of food into the young officer's hands. Usually that was what changed their minds. Moira was considered the best Cook in the fleet. Several inspecting Admirals tried to even have her transferred to their ships, but Moira wouldn't have it. She was with the Musashi since the beginning, and she was going to be with her as long as her crew needs her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>12-03-2014, 10:11:48</strong>
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				A yawn then filled the air, as an unfamiliar face then reappeared in the Galley; belonging to none other than their rarely seen and rarely needed Gunnery Officer, Lt. Commander Robert Prower-Graves, who was covering his mouth with one hand, as he carried an old-fashioned letter envelope in the other. "Ooh.... Morning Moira." he said, rubbing his face to work some life into it. "What's all this then? Putting the Fear of You into some poor Snottie?" he asked, using navy slang for a newly assigned crewmember.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-03-2014, 16:39:28</strong>
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				Moira look up as Prower-Graves entered the Galley, He hadn't been a regular like many of the other crew members. SHe gave him a quizzical look at his quip. "I wouldn't have to put the fear in these pups, if they didn't think they could come in here, and tell <em>Me</em> how to run a kitchen." She huffed before she shooed another "Snottie" off with a full tray. She went into the back, and quickly returned with a cup of Prower-Grave's favorite Tea. "here you go. Freshly brewed." She stated as she handed him a small saucer, with a Cosmo-Navy Teacup. As denoted by the large gold anchor on the sides. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 04:22:26</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa grinned a bit as she wandered into the mess hall to the sound of Moira putting the fear of god into some new recruit. She grabbed herself a tray of Moira's home cooking while givinig the woman a nod and a smile. "Morning Moira." she said pooring herself a cup of hot Java. After that night in bed with Jeremy several months ago she could never see the other woman as anything but just a friend, a confidant in arms. Of coruse she never thought she would end up back in unifrom either, but here she was drinking from a Cosmo-Navy mug again and she'd even gotton a raise and promotion as well. She was now a Lieutenant Commander<br><br>_______________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga on other hand just entered the bridge to start her day as the Chief Sensor Operator onboard the Musashi. She much like the rest of the crew had served under Jeremy during "Ælphera Incident" as it was being called these days. Her time aboard the Musashi had pretty much gauranteed she could have her pick of assignment in the fleet. While it was tempting to be promoted to Amelia's ship she felt most at home aboard the Musashi. Her only regret was that with the Musashi being part of the Cosmo-Navy she couldn't wear <em>her</em> Admiral's coat anymore. "Morning Captain." she said cutting a good figure in the Cosmo-Navy uniform.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 20:02:25</strong>
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				Moira straightened up when she heard the warm voice of Misa, the Ship's CAG. "Good Morning Dearie." Moira chirped happily when she looked in Misa's direction. The Night that Misa was still in Moira's heart as a wonderful night were she was reminded that she was a woman, and a very desirable woman at that. "Did you sleep well?" Moira asked as she handed Misa her breakfast. <br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Commander Dunois excused herself from the Captain to attend to her duties as Jeremy continued to look over the reports. The proficiency of the ship was down, but that could be attributed to a large number of new crew to break in, but before long, he will want those numbers back to where they were. He looked up as he saw a flash of purple, and the trademark sway of Chief Ginga. "Good Morning, Chief." He stated with a nod before he took a sip of his coffee. Moira found out that JW absconded with one of her coffee pots, and reamed him over the coals for it, and forbade any of her coffee pots from leaving the Galley, but Jeremy was able to convince her to at lease allow one on the bridge so the officers didn't have to leave their post. Jeremy also suggested that Moira makes preground coffee mixes that could be handed out the departments to make the coffee themselves with their own coffeemakers. They're still in the middle of trying it out, and seeing if it will work. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 02:25:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9706658#msg9706658">Quote from: Mac84 on 12-03-2014, 16:39:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moira look up as Prower-Graves entered the Galley, He hadn't been a regular like many of the other crew members. She gave him a quizzical look at his quip. "I wouldn't have to put the fear in these pups, if they didn't think they could come in here, and tell <em>Me</em> how to run a kitchen." She huffed before she shooed another "Snottie" off with a full tray. She went into the back, and quickly returned with a cup of Prower-Grave's favorite Tea. "here you go. Freshly brewed." She stated as she handed him a small saucer, with a Cosmo-Navy Teacup. As denoted by the large gold anchor on the sides.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Cheers." he said, as he took the cup and saucer and sat down at a nearby table. He took a draught of the tea, and smiled. "Lovely as ever, Moira." he called out to her, before setting it down, and used the back of his spoon to open the envelope of his letter. He shook it out, and and unfolded it. "Well.... Bless my soul, it's from old Nobby; I haven't heard from him in years..." he said, as he began drink his tea and read. "...Huh.... Well, good for him, I say..... Wait, what was that..... I say!" he then exclaimed in surprise, almost spitting his tea out in surprise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 16:51:50</strong>
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				Moira gave Robert a nod when he stated "Cheers", and a smile before turning her attention back to the line of hungry sailors. This made her so happy to serve her cooking to men, and women that she knew appreciated it, and appreciated it they did. The Musashi's galley was garnering a reputation among the fleets as the Best in the fleet, and that no one leaves Hungry. When Prowers has his outburst, many of hte people around him sat up, and looked in his direction, along with Moira. <br><br>On the Flight Deck, the Launching crew bring aboard one of the Fighter squadrons that have returned from their Combat Air Patrol around the ship. "That is all but one. Who is up for landing next?" The Arrestor Man asked. "Um...Lt. O'Hare." the Signal Officer stated. The color instantly drained from the Arrestor man's face as he scrambled to hit the alarm. All at once, men, and women began scrambling as the pilots of the other planes dashed for the Locker room, where they hope it was safe. About 20 Km out, a single Cosmo Tiger was lining up for landing. Inside a young blonde woman was concentrating as she lined up with the large Super Dreadnought. Lt. Catherine O'Hare was a recent transfer from the Ark Royal. Very quickly O'Hare made an impression upon the Musashi. "Geez, they always over react when I land. Sheesh." She groaned as she saw the emergency barriers being raised. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:12:25</strong>
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				Damien Stein was the late raiser today. He was a warrant officer in the Engineer Department and today he was setting a fine example. Not really as he laid in his lower bunk of the bed as he groaned slightly while his alarm was going off. He lazily reached over and smacked the off button and then rolled over to face the opening. His eyes flickered open slowly and took in the surrounding empty bunks as his vision cleared or as well as they could as he needed glasses to see properly. He reached up to the shelf crevasse and patted his hand around to find his thick rimmed, black glasses. When he found them, he grabbed them and put them on. He blinked a few timed before rolling again, only to just plop face first onto the cold metal floor. He moved his head to look forward with a disgruntled look on his face. He was already dressed in the orange jumpsuit that is the engineers uniform. He sighed and hen got up, taking the blanket off him and tossing it on his bed. He made one last huge yawn before groggily walking over to the sliding door, pressing a button to open it and make his way to the hallway.<br><br>Naturally, he was hungry and really could not work on an empty stomach. Like a few others, he stepped into the mess hall. Considering how new he was, he did not have any friends and was not hailed by anyone which was fine with him. It meant he could work and be ‘himself’ and not be bothered. He grabbed a tray and went over to Moira to get whatever she was serving. He smiled and said ‘Thank you” and then went over to an empty table and sat down. Setting the tray down and sitting down in the chair, his mind slowly starting to function. That’s right; the AA guns were not working properly. There was something about three of them not starting up or rather, activating properly. “Still, why trust a warrant office with such firepower…?” He said to himself as he reached for a fork to take a bite of his food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 02:59:49</strong>
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				Robert Prower-Graves seemed almost frozen in place as he read the letter over and over again; if anyone happened to look over his shoulder to read his letter, they would have seen that his old friend Nobby was now the captain of the carrier <em>Ark Royal</em>, and was looking for a new XO, and that he was offering the position to Robert.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 20:03:08</strong>
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				"Oy! You're gonna tell us whats the hubbub is about, or ain't ya?" Moira stated as she thrust a tray of food into another crew Members hands (Damien Stein). Coming from behind her counter, leaving one of her helpers to continue to pass out the food, she looked over Prowers's shoulder. "Oh!? Well why didn't you say you were up for promotion on another ship!?" She laughed patting the man on the back with a hardy slap.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-03-2014, 00:33:46</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Moira as Prower-Graves came in while she was chatting with the ship's cook. She decided to enjoy her food as she moved to one of the nearby tables. She watched on the new engineering crewman come in muttering something about being assigned to repairing some of the Musashi's AA turrets. Deciding to take a stop she looked over at him. "If it's one thing I've learned about this ship kiddo it's that you don't get assigned a job if the people over you don't think you can handle it." she said to him with a smile before she heard a comotion over by the bar itself. It seemed Prower-Graves had gotton something. She left her tray on the table next to Damien. "Be right back." she uttered to him before walking over to Robert. She saw the letter in his hand and began reading it. "Well I'll be. A promotion offer. Congradulations Rob!" she said patting him on the back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 11:49:03</strong>
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				Damien’s body just stiffened in surprise as a woman spoke to him and placed her tray on the table next to him. He did not even have time to look or reply to her. He was so easy to scare when he was deep in thought and tended to talk to himself. After the woman left, he calmed down and took a few deep breathes in and out. It was not a matter of not being able to fix the AA guns. He figured he could vastly improve them, but it was his rank that bothered him and he had not been in the military all that long. In all honesty, he was surprised they accepted him; considering he was not fit as he did not have the greatest of eyesight. He let out a sigh and took another bite or two of the food on his tray. Shaking off the sudden scare some random woman gave him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 12:19:27</strong>
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				"I.... I had no idea that I was being headhunted like that...." he admitted, still looking more than a little rattled about this promotion offer. "I mean, I know Nobby; he's good at cards, sure, but I'd have heard on the grapevine before now if I'd been up for Promotion or something." he said in a rather shaken voice. "This has come completely out of the blue, like lightning on a sunny day...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 16:34:09</strong>
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				"Don't forget, until recently, we were wanted fugitives" Moira teased before returning back to her duties of feeding the entire ship. <br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>On the bridge of the ship, Jeremy looked over the itinery for the day, and his eyebrow raised when he saw that they were going to be rendouzing with the Arizona, along with other ships of Admiral Burnside's fleet. Checking the date, it was about time for the Meeting of the Captains that Amelia so enjoyed. Basically it was a Bitch fest about how there is never enough to go around. However, he knew there would be one person that would be happy to see the Arizona. "Chief Ginga, could you come here a moment?" Jeremy asked. When she approached, he didn't say anything, he merely highlighted the Time for the Arizona to be meeting with The Musashi, and others. Which was about three hours from now. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Lt. O'Hare was on final approach as the crew said their prayers, and made sure their health insurance were up to date. The arrestor Man gave O'Hare a very reluctant green light, and dove out of that as she burped the throttle. Yet, it would appear that she misjudge the amount of power she was using as the plane launched itself forward, and slammed into the Rail. Sparks flew. If there was air, then everyone would have heard the ear splitting shriek of metal nearing its breaking point. The Cosmo Tiger came to a stop with a deep thump as the Hanger's fire suppression systems came on line, and doused what it assumed was a fiery crash. The Rear Ramp closed as the chamber was pressurized. The Cockpit opened on the fighter as the occupant removed her helmet. from it a mountain of blond hair cascaded down the pilot's back. "See!? Landing isn't so hard." She said with a grin. The others simply stared at her in disbelief. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-04-2014, 00:08:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Moira. "Yeah I know. Still feels kinda weird to be back in a uniform again and feel good about wearing it." she said. Misa looked over at Prower. "I know it's kinda out of the blue, but you won't really know unless you give it a whirl now will you? After all it's a big chance for promotion. You've got the skills for it no doubt about it." she said to him as she patted his shoulder. She then turned her head over to the newbie in the group, Damein. "Hey newcomer what's your thoughts on the Chief's little letter of inquiry?" she asked him wanting to include him in their little party as he was apart of the ship itself.<br><br>_____________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga had been busy checking over the radar and making sure it was perfectly intune. After all the ship had gotton a slight overhaul since their return from Aphera. One of the things they overhauled was installing a new radar array that was nothing short of cutting edge. The Musashi's old array was good no doubt about it but this one was leagues above it in terms of power and range. So she required getting herself familer with it. Then Captain Black called her over to look at something on the screen itself. She smiled when he highlighted the VIP name on the list. Well on her list anyway. It would be her first time seeing the Admiral since they had been recalled to crew the Musashi as members of the military. "So how does it feel to be back in uniform Captain?' she asked him deciding to be the first one to ask him that question.<br><br>____________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum smiled as she walked down the hallways of the Belka with Hayata. Their report had been indepensible in proving the Musashi's innocence in the matters that followed the downfall and trial of the executives at Lazuras Corp. She looked over at Hayata. "So tell me Hayate what exactly are you going to plan this time for the party as it seems Admiral Burnside has elected your ship to play host to the meeting of the Captains?" she asked her. She knew Hayate lived for these little events and she was curious as to what she would be dressed as this time around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-04-2014, 21:24:08</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ginga had been busy checking over the radar and making sure it was perfectly in tune. After all the ship had gotten a slight overhaul since their return from Aphera. One of the things they overhauled was installing a new radar array that was nothing short of cutting edge. The Musashi's old array was good no doubt about it but this one was leagues above it in terms of power and range. So she required getting herself familiar with it. Then Captain Black called her over to look at something on the screen itself. She smiled when he highlighted the VIP name on the list. Well on her list anyway. It would be her first time seeing the Admiral since they had been recalled to crew the Musashi as members of the military. "So how does it feel to be back in uniform Captain?' she asked him deciding to be the first one to ask him that question.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jeremy watched as Ginga came over, and looked over the tablet. He saw that smile spread across her face as she saw the Admiral's name, and the fact that she summoned her as well. He had an idea that the two missed each other. Also Jeremy wasn't surprised that Amelia wanted to meet on the Belka since Hayate has become rather famous in the 3rd Fleet for her "Dinner Parties". Something he knew that admiral Burnside encouraged. Though as she asked how he felt being back in Uniform, Jeremy regarded her with his one good eye. "Stifling." He answered. It was a metaphorical reply in that He had more leeway in the command of his ship when he was with Lazarus than the Cosmo Navy. Yet, it could have been much worse. He could have been under another Admiral's command instead. That would have been more stifling. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>19-04-2014, 14:20:32</strong>
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				Damien took another bite of food, chewed and swallowed before the beautiful woman had moved back over to him. With a fork still in his mouth, he turned his head to look up at her and blinked. He removed the fork before speaking. “I… uh… really do not know who is who. Plus, I really do not pay much attention to such affairs… I just…. Do my job.” He spoke, now actually getting a good look at her face, but still did not know her name or rank.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-04-2014, 06:19:45</strong>
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				Hayate listened to Signum for a moment before she remarked "My plans for today's dinner party? hmmm.......1700's royal ball at the palace of Versailles" The young captain grinned as she thought about it after all she'd had plenty of time to set up the ball room and get the food cooking. She couldn't wait to see the looks on the other captains faces as yet another of her showy dinner parties took it course. She loved driving some of the more stiff officers up the walls with her antics and she also loved finding new ways to amuse Admiral Burnside as it meant more opportunities to throw her parties. "Of course we have to get the boring stuff out of the way first but hey that's all part of the job ne?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 03:08:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9864273#msg9864273">Quote from: Sessha on 18-04-2014, 00:08:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Misa looked over at Prower-Graves. "I know it's kinda out of the blue, but you won't really know unless you give it a whirl now will you? After all it's a big chance for promotion. You've got the skills for it no doubt about it." she said to him as she patted his shoulder.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I suppose not." he agreed as he gave her a slight nod, then once more began to read it over. "Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to give old Nobby a bell, hmmm..." he murmurred, as he then once more fell silent and began to think it over again. It would mean leaving the Mussy, but then again, he'd trained a decent enough gun crew up, so that he most likely wouldn't be missed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 15:46:37</strong>
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				Moira was happy to see that Prowers was given on opportunity that many could only dream of. Though if he thought he would not be missed on board, he would be mistaken. There were many, many crew members that looked up to him, and the others from when the Musashi was part of Lazarus. "Either way, it would be good to give your mate a call, and get more details at least." She stated as she continued to dole out her delicious cuisine to the crew. Proving, once again, why she was the envy of the Cosmo Navy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-05-2014, 12:25:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9867609#msg9867609">Quote from: Mac84 on 18-04-2014, 21:24:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy watched as Ginga came over, and looked over the tablet. He saw that smile spread across her face as she saw the Admiral's name, and the fact that she summoned her as well. He had an idea that the two missed each other. Also Jeremy wasn't surprised that Amelia wanted to meet on the Belka since Hayate has become rather famous in the 3rd Fleet for her "Dinner Parties". Something he knew that admiral Burnside encouraged. Though as she asked how he felt being back in Uniform, Jeremy regarded her with his one good eye. "Stifling." He answered. It was a metaphorical reply in that He had more leeway in the command of his ship when he was with Lazarus than the Cosmo Navy. Yet, it could have been much worse. He could have been under another Admiral's command instead. That would have been more stifling.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga sighed as she heard Jeremy's response to her question. She knew he didn't exactly like it. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Captain. Remember our main function is deepspace exploration now. So you'll have plenty of room to move around and do things yourself." she said to him as she patted his shoulder. "Besides you got to keep your crew intact. So that's something." she said to him. Ginga wanted him to know what he wasn't getting shafted. "I think you are looking too much at the short end of the stick and not enough of the other end. We are all alive, the Ælpherans are still alive and our crew is pretty much intact." she said to him. "So it's not all bad." she said giving their new XO the once over with a grin. Ginga may have been in a fling with the admiral so it was nothing official between them so she was free to look.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9870438#msg9870438">Quote from: Orochimaru on 19-04-2014, 14:20:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Damien took another bite of food, chewed and swallowed before the beautiful woman had moved back over to him. With a fork still in his mouth, he turned his head to look up at her and blinked. He removed the fork before speaking. “I… uh… really do not know who is who. Plus, I really do not pay much attention to such affairs… I just…. Do my job.” He spoke, now actually getting a good look at her face, but still did not know her name or rank.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa noticed how the new guy finally ended up getting a good look at her. She had to admit he was kinda cute, a bit easy on the eyes. "Hey don't sweat it. When you are here things are quite different. Here on this ship we are all family so it's best to get to know your family." she said extending her hand to him. "I'm Commander Misa Ayase. I lead Valkyrie Squadron and I'm also the ship's CAG officer. However since we are a bit informal around each other just call me Misa. I'm not much one for rank and what not." she said to him fully introducing herself to him before she turned to Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9891192#msg9891192">Quote from: Major Major on 24-04-2014, 03:08:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I suppose not." he agreed as he gave her a slight nod, then once more began to read it over. "Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to give old Nobby a bell, hmmm..." he murmurred, as he then once more fell silent and began to think it over again. It would mean leaving the Mussy, but then again, he'd trained a decent enough gun crew up, so that he most likely wouldn't be missed.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;"See that's the spirit." Misa said to him as she patted his shoulder. "For what it's worth if it turns out genuine then go for it. We'll still be here, we'll miss you but oh well that's what galatic communication lines are for." she said to him before continueing. "If it's bogus well we'll still be here with a tall cold one to nurse a black eye as I'm more than reasonbly sure the two of you will be sporting a few after that kind of joke." she said to him lightly. Misa considered Prower-Graves to be a friend and she cherished her friends very much.<br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9878550#msg9878550">Quote from: pendarious on 21-04-2014, 06:19:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hayate listened to Signum for a moment before she remarked "My plans for today's dinner party? hmmm.......1700's royal ball at the palace of Versailles" The young captain grinned as she thought about it after all she'd had plenty of time to set up the ball room and get the food cooking. She couldn't wait to see the looks on the other captains faces as yet another of her showy dinner parties took it course. She loved driving some of the more stiff officers up the walls with her antics and she also loved finding new ways to amuse Admiral Burnside as it meant more opportunities to throw her parties. "Of course we have to get the boring stuff out of the way first but hey that's all part of the job ne?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Signum herself shook her head hearing what exactly Hayate had in mind this time and it kinda made her groan a bit. "You would pick that form of toture now wouldn't you?" she grumbled good naturedly to her as they walked down the corridors. "So what exactly will you be wearing Hayate?" she asked her curious as to what she was going be portraying herself as this time around. She had been an ancient Daimiyo during their vist with Captain Black aboard the Belka. She also knew that Hayate had taken her to her bed and to task when things were done. "Will you require me or Vita after the dinner?" she asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-05-2014, 01:39:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ginga sighed as she heard Jeremy's response to her question. She knew he didn't exactly like it. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Captain. Remember our main function is deepspace exploration now. So you'll have plenty of room to move around and do things yourself." she said to him as she patted his shoulder. "Besides you got to keep your crew intact. So that's something." she said to him. Ginga wanted him to know what he wasn't getting shafted. "I think you are looking too much at the short end of the stick and not enough of the other end. We are all alive, the Ælpherans are still alive and our crew is pretty much intact." she said to him. "So it's not all bad." she said giving their new XO the once over with a grin. Ginga may have been in a fling with the admiral so it was nothing official between them so she was free to look.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jeremy looked up as he felt Ginga's hand upon his shoulder. It was a Gesture that would have been very heavily frowned upon had they been a more "Traditional" Cosmo Naval Vessel as it closely skirted the "Fraternization between the Ranks" regulations, but Jeremy knew that Ginga had no interest in him, or any other man for that matter. Her eyes were caught by a very "Unique" Admiral that had a reputation for being rather unorthodox in her command structure. "Yea, patrolling these outlying sectors to monitor incursions isn't what many of hte younger crewmembers would consider "Grandiose", but I like the peace, and quiet. That, and <em>My</em> ship doesn't get damaged on these quiet patrols." Jeremy stated. Even now, he still considered the Musashi his ship since he was there the entire way from her completion and sea trails. It was one of hte arguments that Amelia used to sway the Higher ups to let him keep command of his ship.&nbsp; At the mention of keeping his crew intact, Jeremy nodded. "yes, that is a blessing. I know for a fact that I have the finest crew in all the fleets." He stated with conviction. He was very happy to have his crew continue on with him, particularly one woman. <br><br>Though, he quickly noticed that Ginga's eyes were starting to wander, and seemed to focus on his new XO, whom was in the middle of talking with the Helmsman on the course they were taking to the rendezvous point. It didn't take Jeremy very much to notice just what part of the XO had caught his Radar Officer's eye. Her tight bottom that was framed rather deliciously in those standard issue body suits. Dunois was the perfect upside down heart shape. "You'll break her." Jeremy teased Ginga innocently. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 05:23:24</strong>
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				Damien really did not react and register her introduction until she turned to talk to the person she talked to before. After the point, a few things clicked in his mind, commander and the CAG officer; it was then his eyes went wide. He was about to jump up and salute, he fell backwards on on the ground, but he immediately recovered, standing straight and saluting. “Ma’am! Sorry for my rudeness, ma’am!” Even though she just said she was not one for rank, it was just an automatic thing for Damien.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 08:01:18</strong>
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				Stretching lazily Hayate smiled "Of course I would pick this form of torture after all you look so cute in European dresses" she grinned broadly at her XO with quite a bit of mirth in her eyes. "Me? Why I'm going for the charming prince sort of attire actually...thought it might be fun to wear one of those fancy long coats and all" she just chuckled idly as she said it.<br>In regards to Signum's other question however Hayate had to put in a moment of thought "mm....cuddling with Vita-chan tonight sounds nice actually"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 16:04:26</strong>
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				Moira groaned as she saw Damien's delayed reaction to Misa's rank. Probably was too busy seeing how tightly Misa's bodysuit hugged her form. Moria's suit was the same way, but she generally had herself covered up by a frilly apron with an Anchor on the front. "Didn't you hear what she said, Relax. You're on a good ship." Moira stated as she continued to dole out generous portions to the crew. While many other ships had automated Messes, Jeremy, and Moira both believed a "Home cooked" meal did taste the best, and improved Moral. Though it did remove the Crewman's choice in what he ate, but Moira's cooking was such that no one ever had any complaints. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>07-05-2014, 12:38:39</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9938599#msg9938599">Quote from: Sessha on 04-05-2014, 12:25:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> <br>&nbsp;"See that's the spirit." Misa said to him as she patted his shoulder. "For what it's worth if it turns out genuine then go for it. We'll still be here, we'll miss you but oh well that's what galactic communication lines are for." she said to him before continuing. "If it's bogus well we'll still be here with a tall cold one to nurse a black eye as I'm more than reasonably sure the two of you will be sporting a few after that kind of joke." she said to him lightly. Misa considered Prower-Graves to be a friend and she cherished her friends very much.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bob smiled a little bit at that, as he then took the time to finish his regulation Navy breakfast and regulation morning mug of Navy Tea, as he then got up. "Lovely bit of brew there as always, Moira." he said, as he put his kit away. "Well, time to see what's what, me thinks." he said. "I'd better get my duties squared away first, and then I'll give Nobby a bell and see what's the word." he decided, ever the so-very practical military man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 07:31:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9946434#msg9946434">Quote from: Orochimaru on 06-05-2014, 05:23:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Damien really did not react and register her introduction until she turned to talk to the person she talked to before. After the point, a few things clicked in his mind, commander and the CAG officer; it was then his eyes went wide. He was about to jump up and salute, he fell backwards on on the ground, but he immediately recovered, standing straight and saluting. “Ma’am! Sorry for my rudeness, ma’am!” Even though she just said she was not one for rank, it was just an automatic thing for Damien.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa had nodded her head to Rob's words when she heard a sound behind her only to notice when poor Damien fell backwards and then shot up ramrod straight giving her a salute and apologising for being rude to her. She turned back to him shaking her head. "Calm down Warrent Officer. Like I said I'm not one for ranks here. Heck I've spent my time in the outer territories where only your skill counted for anything." she said to him as she walked back over to him and patted his shoulder. "So relax. Besides this is Moira's place and it's kinda well known that when you enter Moira's place you settle down for the time your here and enjoy yourself." she said to him.<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9941053#msg9941053">Quote from: Mac84 on 05-05-2014, 01:39:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy looked up as he felt Ginga's hand upon his shoulder. It was a Gesture that would have been very heavily frowned upon had they been a more "Traditional" Cosmo Naval Vessel as it closely skirted the "Fraternization between the Ranks" regulations, but Jeremy knew that Ginga had no interest in him, or any other man for that matter. Her eyes were caught by a very "Unique" Admiral that had a reputation for being rather unorthodox in her command structure. "Yea, patrolling these outlying sectors to monitor incursions isn't what many of hte younger crewmembers would consider "Grandiose", but I like the peace, and quiet. That, and <em>My</em> ship doesn't get damaged on these quiet patrols." Jeremy stated. Even now, he still considered the Musashi his ship since he was there the entire way from her completion and sea trails. It was one of hte arguments that Amelia used to sway the Higher ups to let him keep command of his ship.&nbsp; At the mention of keeping his crew intact, Jeremy nodded. "yes, that is a blessing. I know for a fact that I have the finest crew in all the fleets." He stated with conviction. He was very happy to have his crew continue on with him, particularly one woman. <br><br>Though, he quickly noticed that Ginga's eyes were starting to wander, and seemed to focus on his new XO, whom was in the middle of talking with the Helmsman on the course they were taking to the rendezvous point. It didn't take Jeremy very much to notice just what part of the XO had caught his Radar Officer's eye. Her tight bottom that was framed rather deliciously in those standard issue body suits. Dunois was the perfect upside down heart shape. "You'll break her." Jeremy teased Ginga innocently. <br><br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at Jeremy when he seemed to bounce back from his melaise when she pointed out all the good things that were still going in their favor. He also happened to notice where she had been looking and commented on it about she'd break the poor thing. "Mmm more like break-in. Amelia would break the poor girl." she said licking her lips her eyes already sizing up how much fun it might be to take the girl to task in bed. already a vision of Ginga in a chair wearing her "Admiral's coat" and cap with the younger officer on her knees between her legs.<br><br>___________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9946965#msg9946965">Quote from: pendarious on 06-05-2014, 08:01:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Stretching lazily Hayate smiled "Of course I would pick this form of torture after all you look so cute in European dresses" she grinned broadly at her XO with quite a bit of mirth in her eyes. "Me? Why I'm going for the charming prince sort of attire actually...thought it might be fun to wear one of those fancy long coats and all" she just chuckled idly as she said it.<br>In regards to Signum's other question however Hayate had to put in a moment of thought "mm....cuddling with Vita-chan tonight sounds nice actually"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Signum shook her head when she heard what exactly she'd be wearing to the party itself. "So then shall I have Shamal or would you perfer me to shine those leather thigh-high boots you love to wear so well?" she asked her blushing as she mentioned those things on Hayate or that she had actually gone so far as to ask if she wanted her to shine them for her. However she also acknowledged that she wanted Vita's company as a cuddling toy after the dinner was over. That brought a soft smile to her face. Ever since they had lived together so long ago Hayate had always liked just cuddling with Vita. Shamal was always momma, Zaphira was like her big brother, Vita her little sister and Signum was both Mom and occasional lover. Then when Rein had been old enough Hayate had started to use her as a cuddle toy as well. It still amazed her that despite everything Hayate hadn't changed much since they were kids.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 17:37:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9951751#msg9951751">Quote from: Major Major on 07-05-2014, 12:38:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Bob smiled a little bit at that, as he then took the time to finish his regulation Navy breakfast and regulation morning mug of Navy Tea, as he then got up. "Lovely bit of brew there as always, Moira." he said, as he put his kit away. "Well, time to see what's what, me thinks." he said. "I'd better get my duties squared away first, and then I'll give Nobby a bell and see what's the word." he decided, ever the so-very practical military man.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"You're quite welcome, Chief. Just bear in mind that you can't get such brew on the Ark Royal unless you bring it yourself, or just happen to sweet talk a ravishingly beautiful Scottish Princess to send you some every so often." Moira stated playfully before the commotion of Damien's realization of Misa's actual rank. Moira sighed as that's been going around a lot lately with the new recruits. She nodded as Misa explained the Rules of the Galley. Jeremy may Rule the ship, but she Ruled the Galley, and no body best be misbehavin' while they were in there. "Yes, just sit down, and take a load off." she explained. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ginga grinned back at Jeremy when he seemed to bounce back from his malaise when she pointed out all the good things that were still going in their favor. He also happened to notice where she had been looking and commented on it about she'd break the poor thing. "Mmm more like break-in. Amelia would break the poor girl." she said licking her lips her eyes already sizing up how much fun it might be to take the girl to task in bed. already a vision of Ginga in a chair wearing her "Admiral's coat" and cap with the younger officer on her knees between her legs.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jeremy reached into his jacket, and produced a handkerchief, and offered it to Ginga. It was more of a joke than anything. She was staring rather intently at the Young Commander Dunios. How that girl didn't feel laser beams boring into her tight ass, he would never know. Dunios was looking over each station. Asking questions, and familiarizing herself with the members of the crew there in order to better do her job. Her shoulder length Blonde hair fluttering as she moved, her skin tight body suit accentuating every curve on her body for the Radar Officer's pleasure. <br><br>At the edge of the Ship's radar range of about one light day, an object was detected. Ginga's station started to beep to notify her of the change.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 07:00:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10001701#msg10001701">Quote from: Sessha on 19-05-2014, 07:31:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa had nodded her head to Rob's words when she heard a sound behind her only to notice when poor Damien fell backwards and then shot up ramrod straight giving her a salute and apologising for being rude to her. She turned back to him shaking her head. "Calm down Warrent Officer. Like I said I'm not one for ranks here. Heck I've spent my time in the outer territories where only your skill counted for anything." she said to him as she walked back over to him and patted his shoulder. "So relax. Besides this is Moira's place and it's kinda well known that when you enter Moira's place you settle down for the time your here and enjoy yourself." she said to him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Again, despite being told a few times to just relax; it was just something instilled in him at the short term boot camp he was a part of. "Sorry ma'am. Drilled in habit ma'am." What was really preventing him from relaxing was fear. fear of being punished for his lack of proper behavior and mannerism preventing him from even relaxing. He had to get his mind cleared or something to get his mind off the fear. He stood their, still standing straight and saluting to Misa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 17:35:46</strong>
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				Hayate quirked an eyebrow at Signum asking about who should be the one to polish her boots. To be honest it always amused her how Signum would say something and then blush as she realized what it was she said and Hayate loved every single opportunity to tease the poor woman. "hah...well we'll ask Shamal to do it this time after all it's going to take you a while to get into the lovely dress I've got picked out for you...it has the frills and the three or four layers and everything" she was grinning in such a bright yet teasing manner that if the look were on anyone else's face it would probably look exceedingly creepy...well not to say that it wouldn't look that way to anyone who wasn't used to Hayate's antics one could suppose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 23:34:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa shook her head a wry grin forming on her lips while looking over at Damien. He was one of the new crew that was brought onboard after they got put back in the military after that whole mess so it was no surprise to say the least that he would be drilled like he had been. "Well I guess we'll have to break you of that habit." she said with a grin. It was a grin that promised Mischief and trouble in spades. She walked up to Moira, leaned in and pecked her cheek. "There that should show you how informal we of the Musashi are." she purred to the other boy. <br><br>____________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned when she saw the offered cloth and deciding to play up along with the joke. She took the cloth and gently wiped the "drool" that was hanging down from her opened opened mouth. She wouldn't to enjoy the first officer's tight backside in that outfit for much longer as her station slowly started to beep about something it had picked up. She had set it to passive scanning mode when she had gone over to heckle back and fourth with Jeremy and now it was telling her it had found something. "Captain Sensors are detecting an object just inside our range.&nbsp; Roughly about one light year from our current postion." she said to him.<br><br>________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Signum could not have looked more put off by Hayate's statement. The blush on her face was in full force. It seemed that Hayate always liked to play with her the most over the others. "What color will the dress be?" she said deciding it was better now just follow along and bare with it. Though sometimes, just sometimes she wished Shamal could be on the end of this treatment. In the end though she knew she was the only one who could bare this kind of weight. "I'll let her know and I'll tell Vita you want company to sleep with after the dinner." Signum said to her gently
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 02:07:33</strong>
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				Moira cocked an eyebrow as Misa gave her a soft peck on the cheek. "Oy!? You think you're gonna git away with Tha, Lassy? yous got another thing coming." Moira stated as he pulled Misa in for a passionate lip lock. It wasn't that they've become an item since that one night with the Captain, but Moira couldn't resist messing the the newbies on board, and what better way than to drain all the blood from their heads. Once she was done, she gave Misa a playful pat on her tight backside. "Off with you, now. You're breakfast is getting cold." She playfully scolded with a wink.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy's brow knitted together as he heard the beeping, and saw Ginga quickly responding to it. Upon her announcement that it was an unidentified object, Jeremy nodded. "Understood. Helm, Lay in an intercept course. 500km away, Hold station, and launch a seagull to investigate. Ensign Purpleton, Inform the Arizona that we come across an unknown object and investigating." Black Ordered. Charls saw that that the bridge is coming to stations, and quickly moved to her station. Which took her right in the line of sight of Ginga. Giving the radar officer another glance at the tight bottom on Commander Dunous. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 03:27:38</strong>
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				Damien just blinked as Mirsa spoke of breaking his habit, but if it was one thing he learned; mischievous grins were something to watch out for and in a normal circumstance; he would have been long gone. However, because of his bit of fear at the moment. he was immobile and observing. He watched as Misa walked over to the cook, kiss her, only to be have a full on kiss back. Two hot women kissing just did it for him. Right on Que, got a nosebleed and fell backwards on the floor; not passing out, but sort of out of it. Granted, it did not take much to slay him at this point of not knowing the ship original crew or how things worked on this ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>13-06-2014, 13:36:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa herself was quite floored when Moira responded with lip locking her, a display for the newbies who had come onboard since then. After a moment or two Misa let herself enjoy the kiss, helping to stir a rumor pot or two. After all from the kisses they had shared it was clear something had happened between them and from the kiss she was being given it was clear that she had banged "Mom." Misa had had the pleasure having sex with one of the most untouched and matronly women on the ship itself. She wondered how that would go over with the crew as she turned to leave only to see the poor Warrent Officer pass out. "Huh. I did not see that one coming." she said before turning back to Moira. "Hey Moira you got something strong smelling to hold in front of his face to wake him up with?" she asked her.<br><br>______________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself slowly began to go over the data that was coming into her comm station. She helped plot the course that was now going to be taken by them to get to the object itself. As she got more data flowing into her station as they got closer to the object. "Sir it seems that this an Earth...escape and hibernation pod?" she said confused as hell by that little piece of information coming in across her data screens as she looked over at Jeremy. "I know it sounds weird Captain but that's what my screens show." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-06-2014, 16:42:02</strong>
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				You could have heard a pin Drop in the Galley. Everyone, Man, and Woman were stunned silent as they simply looked at the Ship's CAG, and Head Cook pretty much swap spit like they were heat. Once the Kiss as done, Moira winked at Misa. "Mmm, yer lips are still just as tasty." Moira stated to keep that pot going at full boil. Though when she noticed the passed out Warrant officer, She let out a huff, put her hands on her wide hips. "Really now. You act like you never seen two girls getting "Friendly". I bet if we look at your personal Hardrive, it would be full of it." She accused before turning to Misa about something strong to bring him around. Moira gave the CAG a devilish grin before leaning over the counter. Causing her large breasts to shift, and hang just inside her blouse. "Would any of you fine strapping young men, or beautiful Young girls fetch little ole me something to help this guy?" She asked. <br><br>The Galley instantly emptied as the crew ran down the corridors to find something for "Mom". The winner would be a young Engineer's mate that managed to snag a pair of used socks from the Chief Engineer. The guy didn't have to come close, Moira could smell it from a distance. She put her hand to her nose and motioned for the crewman to finish the task. The Socks were dropped unceremoniously across Damian's nose. Now everyone simply waited.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>On the Bridge, Jeremy steepled his fingers together as he considered what it could be. When Ginga spoke up about what her computers were telling her, he nodded. It wasn't much to go on, but it was a lot better than the "Unknown". "Very Good, Lt." Jeremy stated as he leaned back in his seat, waited for the ship to arrive on scene. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 17:56:27</strong>
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				Hayate grinned at Signum knowing full well how the other felt right now. "Ah well the dress is a light purple in color" she then nodded as the woman said she would let the other two know her intentions. She then made her way up to the bridge of the Belka and took her seat. She was then informed of the Musashi's temporary departure "I see...well be sure to notify me when it returns"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 16:18:47</strong>
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				Damien did not pass out, but it was an over exaggeration of how hot he thought the lesbian kissing scene was. Granted, he was out of reality on the fact he let the scene replay in his mind, until the scent of an old, unwashed sock filled his nose. He jumped back to his feet, holding his nose; seeing how many people were looking at him, snickering. He looked down to see the sock and put the two together. THIS is why he hated socializing with people. Internally, his anger and embarrassment just boiled over; taking all of his will to not just want to kill whoever did this. Sure, it maybe overkill on what happened, but he avoided people and just focused on his job for a reason. His past with all the shit he went through with this ‘welcome aboard newbie’ shenanigans. He then just turned and ran out of the mess hall to just grab his tools and just get to work. He needed to calm down or cry; whatever came first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 21:38:58</strong>
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				As the Musashi arrived at the origin of the unusual reading. It slowed to a stop. The Object was about 50 meters long, and heavily damaged. Blackened scorched marks could be seen on along the hull. "Sound General Quarters." Jeremy ordered. "Sounding General Quarters, Aye Aye Captain." Commander Dunois repeated before citing the order. All along the ship, Yellow lights started to flash as a klaxon wailed. Crew members running towards their stations. "Any response from our Hails?" Jeremy asked. The Communications officer turned in her seat. "No Captain. No response what so ever." she replied. "Chief Nakajima, keep a weather eye out. Notify Captain Ayase. We need a CAP to secure the area. Once that is done, prep a seagull, and an away team to board the Ship. I want armed escort." Jeremy stated as he looked out the front Windscreen of the Musashi. The Object was just beyond the range of human vision, but it was still out there. Possibly holding some sort of secret that remains to be unlocked.<br><br>Down around the AA guns, Damien wouldn't be alone for very long. He would feel a tap on his shoulder. It was CWO (Chief Warrant Officer) Jamison. "Get your stuff together, the Chief Engineer wants you on the away team down in Hanger Three." Jamison told Damien with a smile.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 21:57:55</strong>
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				Damien was quick to grab his equipment from the sheer embarrassment he was put through in the mess hall. After grabbing his work gear, he went up to one of the many AA guns and begun working in the main CPU of said gun, even though he felt he should have went to the main room that housed the master controller for all the ships AA guns, but he was not thinking clearly. He had just finished checking over and improving this one AA gun, CWO just came in and gave him a new order. Damien stopped working, turned his head and looked at Jamison. “If I may ask, what for, sir?” He inquired; blinking a few times in confusion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 22:12:00</strong>
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				Jamison simply shrugged at Damein's inquiry. "apparently we found a big "Something" out in the void, and the Captain wants an away team to investigate. The Chief Engineer wants an engineer to go over in case of any technical issues arise, and you were picked. I suggest you hurry. The Seagull is waiting in Hanger 3" Jamison stated as he leaned over the railing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 10:58:52</strong>
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				Damien just blinked, still wondering why in the world was he chosen? He sighed. " Just be aware that this AA gun has a 8% power increase, but consumes 12% more power until I get back and work on this more." He saluted and grabbed his tools and headed off to his destination. Well, at least for the time being, he could forget about his shame and hatred for people at the mess hall a little while ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 13:42:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10169964#msg10169964">Quote from: Mac84 on 25-06-2014, 21:38:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As the Musashi arrived at the origin of the unusual reading. It slowed to a stop. The Object was about 50 meters long, and heavily damaged. Blackened scorched marks could be seen on along the hull. "Sound General Quarters." Jeremy ordered. "Sounding General Quarters, Aye Aye Captain." Commander Dunois repeated before citing the order. All along the ship, Yellow lights started to flash as a klaxon wailed. Crew members running towards their stations. "Any response from our Hails?" Jeremy asked. The Communications officer turned in her seat. "No Captain. No response what so ever." she replied. "Chief Nakajima, keep a weather eye out. Notify Captain Ayase. We need a CAP to secure the area. Once that is done, prep a seagull, and an away team to board the Ship. I want armed escort." Jeremy stated as he looked out the front Windscreen of the Musashi. The Object was just beyond the range of human vision, but it was still out there. Possibly holding some sort of secret that remains to be unlocked.<br><br>Down around the AA guns, Damien wouldn't be alone for very long. He would feel a tap on his shoulder. It was CWO (Chief Warrant Officer) Jamison. "Get your stuff together, the Chief Engineer wants you on the away team down in Hanger Three." Jamison told Damien with a smile. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa herself had been going over the new recruits and who had replaced the missing members of her old squad. Allyene, Claudette, Risty and Echidna had all be promoted and given their own squads so command had fallen to Leina. They had left and now she was the one who was left. She gave a sigh as she signed one more paper before putting it away. That was the way life worked when you were in the military. That by itself was showing how life had changed. A year ago she'd been a Lieutenant in a PMC and a squad leader and here she was a full two ranks adhead and was the CAG officer onboard a real battle wagon. All those musings were interupted when the alarm klaxxions began going off and she recieved a message to put together a team. She pulled on two squads for the mission. One of them was the Valkyries the other one of the newer squads. After that she was on the bridge assuming her postion as commander of Flight Ops. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 17:59:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://picturehoster.info/images/21607980841935550933.jpg)</div><br>The Large blister on the side of the Musashi, near amidship opened up as one of the Ship's seagulls pulled away, and started to make its way to the Object. On the bridge, Jeremy watched intently with his single hazel eye. He just barely heard the hiss of the door as Misa stepped onto the bridge. He turned his head to see who come onto the bridge, and his features softened somewhat before he returned his head back to the display. "The SHuttle should be arriving momentarily Captain." Charlotte announced. "I want video put on on the monitor." Jeremy ordered. "Yes Sir." Charlotte stated as she turned to a technician. Soon, and Image appeared on the main monitor just above the windscreen. It showed the remains of a Ship. The design looked earth in origin, but old. The shuttle swooped around the outside of the ship, and sought any identifying markings. The ship was 150 meters in length, and blackened, and scorched on the hull, but it didn't appear to be from weapons fire. Soon, the flood lights shown upon the name: <em>The Alter</em>. <br><br>it took a moment for the Seagull to find an airlock to dock with. Along with Damien, there were three security personal, as well as a couple of people from the science department. They were to download the ship's logs. Though entering the ship, most of the systems, including lifesupport were offline. "Let's hurry up, this place gives me the Creeps." One of the security troopers stated as he dripped his Rifle tightly. One of the Troopers followed the Science Members while two were assigned to Damien to help with whatever he needed. <br><br>The Room their were in was surprisingly small for the size of the vessel. Yet, the curious thing about it was that were eight pods lined&nbsp; up in groups of Four on either side of the room. On each pod was a Roman Numeral Number I-IIX. Upon closer inspection, it was found that all the pods, but one were inert. Power failure, and damaged sustained by the ship broken all but one of the pods. The one with the Numeral "IIX" Stamped on the lid. "Secure that pod, and bring it back to the ship. I want Engineering, and Science teams on hand as well as a quarantined area made up." Jeremy ordered before turning to Ginga, and Misa. "Any contacts?" He asked.<br><br>Elsewhere, Deep within the Galactic core of the Milky Way. Another watched this rather insignificant event play out. Curiosity piqued as the possibilities that were now presented. <br><br><em>Is this a fateful meeting, or merely coincidence.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:03:36</strong>
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				When Damien came to where he was supposed to be, he was assigned some soldiers and all. It was… weird for him. Weird that he was assigned help and all. The shuttle ride was standard, but Damien was still nervous and questioning why the hell him of all people. Still, he followed who he needed to and nothing more. Though, the ship was creepy as hell, but still fascinating and that got his mind off a lot. The ship had some pretty outdated technology; he could tell just by looking at it, but it still made him feel at home. When they reached the room with the pods; only to get orders a moment later. He grabbed a soldering iron and wire cutters out of his tool kit, and got a dark slasher type smile on his face. “yehahahaaaa! I got this!” He said in a maniacal type of voice, moving swiftly past the group to the pod the Jeremy wanted. “Challenge accepted motherfucker!” He said as he found a panel at the base of the pod, ripped it off and got to work on the inner pieces. He knew what he had to do, carefully cut the power and life support from the ship while activating the internal power supply and life support without any possibility of whatever was inside to be put into shock or causing system failure. Cake compared to other shit he had to put up with until this point. They was he worked, he was enjoying it way too much, even though at times it was like he was wanting to commit murder for the sheer pleasure of it.<br><br>It was not even 10 minutes before the any cables and tubes connected to the tube just ejected themselves and Damien stood up, smiling in a cute, innocent manner… not like anyone would believe that after the maniac he became. “Ready for transport.” In truth, he was happy and it was a challenge as he was dealing with old technology, but it still had common basic concepts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 05:08:38</strong>
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				&nbsp;As she sat at her station Ginga poured over the sensor screens switching between them on all frequencies with ease. She would only spend a few seconds looking over and categorizing the data as it came before switching screens and repeating the same procedures. She didn't even stop her efforts when Jeremy asked her for a listing of any contacts in the area. "Nothing out there as far as I can see Captain. It's quiet as a mouse out there right now." she said running second set of scans just to be sure.<br><br>____________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Misa on the other hand was pouring over the radio itself keeping track of each of the pilots she had chosen for the mission itself. They were only suppose to be flying cover. "Just make sure that shuttle is protected ok. I don't want anything sneaking up on what we found. Also keep scanning on those alternate frequencies we picked up six months ago in case we find ourselves with something that's playing opossum out there. By the numbers Risty you know how to do things." she said to her old friend who was now commanding her old Valkyrie squadron. When Jeramy asked for a status update she looked at him. "Nothing out there either Captain. All the fighter recon and escort scopes are coming up blank. so either whoever might be out there is really good at hiding or there's nothing out there." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 16:26:45</strong>
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				The Report from both Ginga, and Misa was welcomed indeed. Jeremy would have rather then be alone while doing this. "Understood." He replied to both women. "Captain, Away team reports successful retrieve of a stasis pod, and the Ship's log." The Comm tech announced. "Very well. Have the Fighters escort the Seagull back to bay, and mark the Wreckage for later salvage with a buoy." Jeremy ordered. From one of the forward Torpedo Tubes, a buoy was launched, and attacked itself to the wreckage. "Buoy Signal is strong captain." The Comms tech replied. "Very well. As soon as we retrieve the Seagulls, and fighters, set course for the meeting area with Admiral Burnside." He called out. <br><br>Once everyone was back aboard, the Pod was taken to the Science, and intelligence department. "Thank you, you did a very good job Warrant Officer." One of the guys told Damien before they carted the Pod down the corridor. The ship started to move to warp to meet up with other rest of the fleet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-08-2014, 17:17:01</strong>
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				The Meeting area for the ships was a small Water World. It had beautiful beachs, and crystal clear waters. Amelia discovered this place awhile back on patrol, and liked to use it as her rendezvous for her fleet meetings. Everyone else was already there, and the Musashi would be the last one to show up. The Pod was down in the science department, hooked up on the ship's power supply. The Science team was taking things slowly, and workign their way to opening the pod.<br><br>As they approached the Planet, Jeremy entered the Bridge. "Atmosphere reentry in 20 seconds Captain." Commander Dunois informed him. Jeremy simply nodded. The ship entered the atmosphere like a fiery comet. A long tail extending out from its wake as the ship slowed its descent until it got into the lower atmosphere. "Extend wings." Jeremy ordered. "Extending wings, Aye Sir." The Helmsmen replied as the large dark crimson Delta wings extended. stretched out before them was endless blue sapphire of Ocean. This is the first Fleet meeting that the Musashi got to attend since being reinstated into the Cosmo Navy. <br><br>The Musashi took to the ocean waters naturally as she was originally an ocean going vessel. The moment the Musashi touched down in the ocean, Jeremy couldn't help but smile. There was a natural ease to the way she bobbed on the waves. The Meeting location was a Small island just inside the Planet's tropic zone. Outside the ship, it was a balmy 85 degrees. Perfect for a beach retreat. <br><br>The Musashi pulled in right next to the Belka, its Emerald green color standing out against the rest of the ships. Everyone the Musashi could see the crews of the other ships having the run of the lsland. No doubt it was Amelia's idea. Jeremy groaned as he stood up. "I'll be leaving the ship for an extended period of time. Ship's crew not on duty may enjoy the facilities." Jeremy stated. The bridge Crew cheered as the Captain basically gave them permission to play, so long as they were shirking their jobs. Jeremy's chair rose up into the Ceiling so he can gather his report to present to the admiral. <br><br>From the island, Amelia smirk as she saw the Flat black Musashi pull in along side the rest of the ship. She was lounging in a chair underneath a Large beach umbrella. In her hand a chilled Pina Colada, and a smirk on her lips as she looked forward to seeing her Lt. again.&nbsp; <br><br>In his cabin, Jeremy was shuffling through his notes, in the corner the music box he had been painstakingly restoring was playing a soft waltz. The bright Suns of the system shining down through the large duraglass canopy of his Cabin atop the Musashi's Main mast. He was sure that Amelia would want to get the meeting over with so that she can get back to playing, or whatever it was that she was doing. So he gathered up his papers, and and slipped them into his attache case. He checked himself in the mirror, and made sure he was presentable before he shut the music box lid to stop it playing. <br><br>walking down the hall, he could see several of his crew dashing to the back of the ship where one of the Catapults was turned out to act as a high dive for the brave, and foolish. Jeremy had jump out of the way as a group of barely clothed sailors rushed by him, a couple of them girls whos assets were about to pop out. They were completely oblivious that they just ran past the captain of the ship. Jeremy simply chuckled as he continued down the corridor. <br><br>When he reached the Hatch for the causeway to the island, Commander Dunois was waiting on him. "Do you need for me to accompany you, Captain?" She asked eagerly. "No, that is alright, Commander." Jeremy stated. "Aye Captain." She said, sounding a little disappointed. Jeremy stopped, and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Being Eager is a good trait. Do not lose That Charlotte. Besides, these meetings are very boring anyways." He explained. Charlotte seemed to take solace in that, and nodded. "You're doing a good job, Commander. Keep up the good work." Jeremy stated before leaving the ship.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 04:26:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she watched the ship itself finally touch down in the ocean of this really nice tropical planet. Jeremy already knowing the moods of his crew decided to let everyone who wasn't on duty go and have some fun. Misa smirked as her shift officially ended before the Musashi made planet fall, but she decided to stay up there during re-entry. However as soon as that was done she left the bridge for her own quarters. As she entered she smiled as she went to her closet and she stared with a hungry smile at the smokey grey sling-bikini. "Mmm yeah this will knock their socks off." she said stripping out of uniform. She grabbed a towel and some sunscreen and made her way aft. She found the make-shift high-dive and smirled as she began to climb it. Right as she got to the top of it the whole of the crew already below it were cheering for her and for her swimsuit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 05:27:49</strong>
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				Kicked back in a chair next to Amelia was the Belka's captain Hayate Yagami she had her hands folded back behind her head just relaxing and enjoying the scenery. She seemed like she didn't have a care in the world sprawled out in her red bikini enjoying the sun. Obviously she was aware of the real reason for being on this planet but honestly at the moment she didn't care. She noticed the admiral's antsy little twitch and smiled idly "Expecting someone special Ma'am?" She asked in a friendly and playful manner.<br><br>The Belka's second security agent Teana wasn't quite as relaxed as her ships captain but honestly she was still enjoying herself. She had her feet in the water as she sat on the edge of the beach just relaxing. She had been surprised when she had been invited along but she didn't complain too much. Her black bikini glistened in the after noon sun as it was already quite wet from some time spent in the water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 06:24:43</strong>
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				Amongst all the festivities, one man stood alone, far from where the others where. That man, was Robert Prower-Graves, and not for him the sights of beautiful women lounging about in next to nothing. No, for him, there was a higher calling, a call to the rod and tackle, of baited nylon and thigh high waders. Right at that moment, he was sitting on the side of the <em>Musashi</em>'s hull, dangling a pole out into the water, in a zen like meditative state that only came from a man when he goes fishing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 07:50:07</strong>
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				Damien easily finished the task for the mission like it was nothing, helped load the pod and just moved with everyone, staying quiet and doing what was ordered. After the mission, he creeped away from the ship staff to get back to working on the AA guns. As he sat on the ground, he pulled out the large motherboard for the current AA gun he was working on and examining the components as per standard protocol. He cared little about a vacation, but it was nice that Jeremy was happy with his accomplishment, though small with the life pod.&nbsp; At least that and work allowed him to be calm and relaxed. Being alone with electronics gave him something people never could. In a way, it was like having a dog around. Thus, the chances of him joining those off duty were non-existent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 15:12:40</strong>
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				Jeremy stepped out, and felt the warmth swirl around his heavy command coat. Though he stopped on the gangplank when he heard cheering. Turning, he saw a Vision basking in the sun on the end of one of the ship's Catapults. Down below, the others were bobbing, and treading water. It was Misa, and the suit she wore seemed to have been made for her by the Gods to show off her feminine form. Jeremy stood there, and let his eye trace along her curves, memorizing them to memory. When she finally leaped off the Catapult, his eye tracked her all the way down to when she hit the water to the cheers of the others. When she disappeared beneath the waves, he turned, and began to make his way to the beach, his attache case in hand. <br><br>Amelia smiled as she lounged in a fairly skimpy thong bikini, her Cap tilled to the said in a lackadaisical manner. She looked anything but a Fleet Admiral. Over her bikini she wore a thin blouse that hung open. Framing her rather large breasts. SHe watched as the Musashi pulled in, and lowered her gangplank, and the sudden disgorging of its personnel to play. Amelia turned her head, and looked over her sunglasses at Hayate, and smirk. "Oh, just an innocent Kitten that misses her mama." She teased before standing up, and stretching. "Well, lets get this first meeting over with." She groaned as she started to make her way over the pre-fab building that was quickly erected. <br><br>The Captains's were summoned, and sat all around a large table. They were talking quietly, and swapping stories, but laughing. Not one person was in their uniform. Amelia wanted a relaxed atmosphere for these meetings, though she took a silent bet in her mind on the Cyclops. Jeremy would be the last to arrive, Striding in with his attache case in hand, in full uniform. Upon entering, he immeidately removed his hat. "Captain Jeremy Black of the Musashi Reporting." He stated as he saluted. "Why am I not surprised?" Amelia stated with a feline grin. resting her chin on her fingers, and leaning against the table. Causing her large breasts to rest, and appear even bigger. "Did you forget your watch, or can you not see it on your left&nbsp; wrist." She teased. "No ma'am. The Musashi encountered an unidentified object floating in space that turned out to be a derelict space craft. Preliminary findings show it to be Earth in Origins. We're currently researching the SHip's logs, and a Pod that was recovered from the site." He explained before taking his seat, and pulling out his paperwork, and note book to prepare for the meeting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 19:22:48</strong>
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				the captains all sat around a large table with Amelia dominating the head of the table. All the Captains were in verious states of undress, except for Jeremy, whom was in his full uniform having come here directly after landing. Amelia was talking about the news, and what nots from the Higher ups. Mostly how the Politicos, and Bean counters are trying to cut spending, and it always seems to come out of the defense budget. So their Patrol zone was expanded exponentially, thus spreading their resources out thin. So some of the ships will have to patrol by themselves. That was fine with Black as the Musashi did most of its work Alone when it served under the Lazarus Corp. Flag. As Amelia read off the paired ships,&nbsp; Jeremy was not surprised that the Musashi was paired with the Belka. They've worked extensively together since the Apherian Incident. Captain Hayate was a good captain, unorthodox, but good none the less. Jeremy respected her, and Trusted her. That was saying something cause the only other person in teh group he trusted was Amelia herself. Course, The fact that Hayate looked smoking hot in a bikini didn't hurt none either. <br><br>Jeremy continued to jot down any pertinent notes of the sectors that the Musashi, and Belka were to patrol, and any expected dealings in those areas. Amelia never worked in Time tables. SHe wanted jobs done right, regardless if they take a day, or a week. <br><br>On the Musashi, or more specifically, on top of its no. 2 Turret. A lounge chair, and an table umbrella was set up as Moira lounged, and enjoyed the cool sea air on her barely clad body. Moira was rather enjoying wearing a skimpy thong bikini. She was also all the admiring stares she was given by the surrounding male population. It wouldn't surprise her if on the ships further away, there were scopes pointed her way. She giggled as she shifted just so to show off more of her body, but at the same time make it look very innocent. <br><br><br>Down in the Musashi's science lab, the Intelligence personal were working on prepping the pod to open. Many of them were wearing Haz-mat suits, and directly linked to the ship's life's support. Computers, and recorders were humming as the Personnel constantly spouted strings of observations, and readings. "We're opening the pod now." The lead investigator stated as he entered the command into the keyboard, and suddenly the room was filled with loud hissing noise as an ice cold fog sprayed out of the Pod. The room was sealed in case of pathogen, or dangerous entity. As the smoke cleared, and the Pod's lid opened fully, everyone peered in, and saw what's inside. After a moment, the leader looked up. "Contact the Captain!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 03:11:16</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10361460#msg10361460">Quote from: pendarious on 09-08-2014, 05:27:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The Belka's second security agent Teana wasn't quite as relaxed as her ships captain but honestly she was still enjoying herself. She had her feet in the water as she sat on the edge of the beach just relaxing. She had been surprised when she had been invited along but she didn't complain too much. Her black bikini glistened in the after noon sun as it was already quite wet from some time spent in the water.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;There was a huge reason why the <em>Belka</em>'s deputy security officer wasn't quite as relaxed as her captain. It had to do with one of the new recruits that had been picked up by the heavy cruiser itself. Once more Amelia had proven that she liked having interesting people under her command so that was where the source of Officer Lannister's unease. For across from her was one of the most recent graduates of the Cosmo Navy's Officer school training was Subaru Nakajima, better known as Tea's girlfriend. "Teeaa!" the bluenette waved as she hit the volleyball back towards the <em>Belka</em>'s Science Officer in a game of two on two beach volleyball. Subaru squeaked in surprise as the ball went out of control from her next serve. As luck would have it the errant volleyball spike from Subaru ended up wacking Teana in the face, bouncing off her head and landing onto the pier behind her.<br><br>&nbsp;OOC: For those who wanna know here is what Subaru is wearing.<br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/34b506664849107cdf5ad4a21e66990e.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 03:54:57</strong>
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				Laura, the new intelligence officer that had come in with the rest of the new crewman was outside at the moment with her legs hanging off the side of one of the islands many piers with her feet in the water as she observed what the other members of the crew were doing and trying to figure out what she was supposed to be doing. She was not at all happy or comfortable with her current attire. She’d had no idea what one was supposed to wear to the beach or what a good swimsuit was so she’d been forced to ask another one of the other crew members what she was supposed to wear. Said fellow female officer had only stared at her for a few moments then laughed and given her this black swimsuit with blue lacy ruffles with a smile saying she could keep it. Now here she was outside in this thing that showed far too much skin and which had no place to hide the knife she usually kept on her, not that her normal blue skin tight uniform left many places to hide it, although there were places if one was creative, when she would much rather be inside looking over reports. Still she would not back down and retreat inside. It would be like conceding to defeat. If this was what one wore to the beach she would bear with it. It was what a soldier did after all. Face their problems head on.<br><br>Meanwhile Musashi’s new helmsman and navigator, Lyra Knight had snuck out with a pool chair and relaxing on top of one of the Musashi’s turrets in her striped bikini clearing enjoying the sun and gentle island breeze. It wasn’t all that different from what she was normally seen doing other than the fact that she was now outside. She yawned and stretched before bringing up the book she had brought with her. She’d made the right decision for her new napping place as far as she was concerned. The smell of salt air, the feeling of the sun on her skin, the gentle breeze blowing over her, and best of all little chance of having to get up to do any work. It was the perfect place to just relax enjoy her book, and do absolutely nothing. Much better than having to do some tedious work all day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 07:21:17</strong>
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				Hayate sat boredly while Amelia went over the boring junk that was sent in from the higher ups. She always thought that they should leave the defense budget alone considering the position that Earth had been in before the launch of the Yamato. Never the less she wasn't that surprised that the Belka would be paired up with the Musashi considering the work they had done together up to this point. Speaking of the Musashi her captain sat at the table probably the only one here in full uniform it actually made her smile. Jeremy was far more professional than most of the captains of the third fleet under Admiral Burnside but never the less Hayate did respect the man. He had proved himself during the Apheran incident before. She couldn't resist the smile that formed on her lips as she noticed he was looking at her. Just to tease him a little bit she made a gesture that more or less translated to "like what you see?"<br><hr><br>Outside the meeting on the beach Teana sat quietly until she heard a yell from her girlfriend who was playing in the water along with the Belka's science officer. As she looked up she found a beach ball zeroing in on her head "oh you've got to be kidding....." she didn't quite get to finish her sentence as the ball slammed straight into her face and bounced off. The beach ball having been a surprise attack to her person caused the security officer to fall flat on her back where she lay for a few moments. She slowly sat up her bangs shadowing her eyes and a vein visibly pulsing on her forehead "Subaruu....." she growled before slowly standing up "You have five seconds to get as far away as you can before I shoot you!" she suddenly rose her voice as she pulled two pistols seemingly out of nowhere and aimed them at the bluenette.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 16:59:26</strong>
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				Jeremy had no idea that he was staring overly hard at Hayate. So when she made her gesture, resulting in her breasts scrunching up in a very nice way. He blushed, and turned his attention back to Amelia who was talking with another Captain. Yet, she spared him a glance long enough to let him know that she saw everything. It is kinda hard to pretend you're paying attentions when you only have one eye. Amelia leaned back in her chair, her breasts bouncing in her skimpy bikini, and let out a sigh. "That is enough meeting for one day. You all are dismissed to prepare for the Dinner party on board the Belka." She stated as everyone started to gather their things. "I look forward to see what you have planned, Hayate." Amelia grinned like a feline. <br><br>Jeremy stood up, and began to slip his papers into his Attache Case. "Jeremy, Hayate, I would like for you two to stay behind." Amelia stated. It was this time that Jeremy's communicator went off, and answered it. "This is the Captain....I'll be right there." he stated before turning it off. "Would it be possible to discuss on the way to the Musashi? The Pod's been opened, and My Presence is needed." He stated. "Okay, Fine. Come along Hayate." Amelia stated as she fell in step with Jeremy. Her long blond hair swaying back, and forth just as her breasts swayed side to side.&nbsp; The only thing she wore aside from her bikini was a very light opened zipper hoodie, and her Officer's Cap, Complete with "Scrambled eggs on the brim" <br><br>As they walked, Amelia wanted to talk with Jeremy some. "So how is it going?" She asked in a concerned manner. "Going? it is going fine, Admiral." Jeremy replied. "You know what I mean. The Battle Jeremy. You killed your own father to protect the Apherians. That should have had an impact on you." Amelia stated. The Battle that The Admiral was the one where Admiral Richard Black led a force of 30 warships against the Musashi. When they arrived, Black demanded that Hayate, and the Belka join his fleet in the apprehension of the Musashi. She refused, and stuck by the Musashi Following Previous Orders from Admiral Burnside. Just behind them was a Fleet of Mining vessels eager to pounce on the World. Admiral Black was so angered by the fact that his Son shamed the Black name, again, that he refused to even look at the evidence before him. Instead, he orders his fleet to attack, and Destroy the Musashi. It was a harrowing battle for the Two Ships. During the Fighting, Admiral Black's battleship, The North Carolina, was Sunk with the loss of all hands, Including Jeremy's father. The ship that sunk it, The Musashi.<br><br>"I can't say that he, and I had a relationship after the courtmartial, Admiral. I own Mother wouldn't come near me during his funeral, and she refuses to take my calls. So nothing really changed." he explained with a disturbing coolness. They continued down the Pier that ran between the Musashi, and the Belka before Jeremy led the two beautiful Women on board the Musashi. "Welcome aboard the Admiral Burnside, Captain Yagami." Jeremy stated warmly as he continued to lead them towards Medical. As the doors hissed open, The three were quickly Greeted by The ship's Doctor. "Hello Carlos. What can you tell me?" Jeremy asked. "Well, Those eggheads found her that pod we brought back. She is a Human Female, White, 89 pounds, Blonde Hair, Approximately 10 years of age. I'm still doing blood work on her, but something is interesting." he stated. "What is that?" Jeremy Asked. "Well, she has one Green eye, and one...Red." He stated Jeremy blinked. "I see. Where is she now?" He asked. "She is currently sleeping in that bed right over there." He pointed. Jeremy walked over, and drew back the Curtain. There, laying on the bed, an adorable young girl lay. the blanket raising, and falling slowly as she slept. "Jeremy, What is it with you, and Picking up strays? I swear." Amelia teased<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 02:32:58</strong>
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				Hayate couldn't help but smirk at Jeremy when she saw him blush. However it wasn't long before Amelia dismissed everyone for the day and told them to prepare for the dinner party aboard her ship. She smiled and stretched as she herself was about to get up and go when the admiral asked her to stay as well. "Ok" she remarked idly as she stopped. She remarked off handedly "Oh it'll be interesting as always". It was true that Hayate did enjoy throwing big extravagant parties or even small themed lunches. <br><br>When she was invited along to the Musashi she just nodded and strolled with the other two. Amelia wound up mentioning something that made Hayate wince slightly and that was the Battle for Apheria. That had been an interesting battle to be sure but still rough considering the forces they had faced. By all means Hayate should have joined Admiral Black's fleet since she had been assigned solely as an observer during the Musashi's stay on Apheria but she had grown to like to the crew and used her own interpretation of Amelia's orders to justify assisting the Musashi in it's fight against the EDF. Due to her bunny ears lawyering she was able to avoid being court marshaled or even demoted. Her poor Belka had been in for repairs for a while after that incident but the fact that it had survived made her smile brightly.<br><br>"I'm grateful for the permission to board" she remarked to Jeremy and bowed politely as she stepped onto the Musashi. She then fallowed into the medical bay and found herself quite surprised to find out about the cute little girl. "Awww she's so cute!" Hayate remarked both excitedly and as quietly as she could manage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 16:45:35</strong>
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				Charlotte Sat on the bridge, and sipped some of Moira's famous Smoothie. It was so cool, and refreshing. She let out an audible "Ahh" when she released the straw. This was the first time she could relax in a long while on board the Musashi. Jeremy was a taskmaster, unlike the other Captains she served under. She was worried that perhaps Jeremy didn't like her, or thought she was too young to be in her position. However, that couldn't be the case as Jeremy was fairly young himself. Regardless, this was the first time in a long time that Charlotte felt like she was actually accomplishing something. that alone made her feel like this Assignment was worth it. <br><br>Charlotte was the Daughter of Grand Admiral Lafeyette Dunois. Commander of the European segment of the Cosmo Navy, His Flagship, the Hood, was a sparkling Gem of proficiency. Many people wish to fall under his Good Graces, and saw Charlotte as a way to do that as he was a notorious over caring Father.&nbsp; <br><br>_----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Moira stood up from her lounge chair, and stretched. Her long back arching back like a cat's, pushing out her very large breasts. That was when she noticed one of the new Crew members Lounging on the No. 1 Turret. She couldn't help but have a devish smile upon her lips as she made her way over to say "Hi". Soon Lyra would find her self in the impressive shadow of the Grand Tetons that were Moira's breasts. Moira leaned over, and smiled. "Hello Deary. you're Lt. Knight, the new Helmswoman, right?" She asked, her breasts smooshed together as she looked at the young Lt. Knight.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 19:23:54</strong>
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				Lyra opened her eyes as she felt something blocking the sun’s rays only to be greeted by a tall figure with a rather impressive set of assets. She had to stare silently for a moment at the cook's impressive figure before answering. “Yes, ma’am that be me.” She said in her normal relaxed manner, apparently the other woman’s figure had only fazed her for a mere moment before Lyra had returned to her usual laid back self. “You must be… Moira MacAnderew, the ship’s head chef correct?” She used chef because quite frankly anyone who could make food as good as her breakfast had been deserved to be called chef not cook. It was pretty easy to guess just who Moira was actually. Lyra had heard rumors of the chef’s appearance and it was easy to see that the rumors had not done the description of the cook justice. ”I have say Moira that was some of the best food I’ve ever had. Your breakfast might actually give me a reason to get out of bed in the morning.” Given how hard it was to get the new helmswoman out of bed that was quite the compliment. Besides it was always good to be on the cook’s good side. Not only was there a chance of getting snacks and it also avoided getting on their bad side. She’d seen someone piss off a cook once. It hadn’t ended well and after a few sudden trips to the bathroom said person was always the perfect picture of respect whenever the cook came around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 19:36:53</strong>
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				"Why yes, I'm the Head Cook on board, and it makes me happy to find another person that likes my cooking so much." Moira giggled rather cutely. It was amazing how youthful she could appear even though she was in her mid-thirties. "So how are you liking it aboard the Musashi?" Moira asked as she sat down on the edge of the seat. Showing off those long full legs of hers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 20:07:53</strong>
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				"I'm enjoying it well enough I suppose." Lyra said as she took a glance at Moira's long legs as Lyra stretched out a bit herself&nbsp; calling attention to her own form. I've got a lot of work but still at least it's certainly more interesting than sitting around watching other officers getting chosen for ships and getting passed over or having to sit around listening to boring speeches all day." Lyra did dislike having to get up in the morning to take her position and she no longer had the luxury of just blowing her assignments off and going back to sleep or going then falling asleep. Still being behind the wheel and charting actual courses was heaps better than sitting around and listening to lectures or dealing with hypothetical problems. Still that didn't stop her from resting her eyes every once in a while or trying to catch a cat nap after a course had been charted and they were on a long straight away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 17:17:51</strong>
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				The three fastest types of Communications have always been Telephone, Telegraph, and Tell-A-Sailor. <br><br>from the moment that Ad burnside, and Captain Yagami came on board in the Captain's Company, the word spread throughout the ship like wildfire. Causing many of the men that had nothing better to do to find their way to medical to see these rumors about mystical beauties. So as Jeremy, Carlos, Amelia, and Yagami were standing around the Hospital bed that held the adorable sleeping child, They were being watched by quite a few pairs of eyes. Amelia always knew she drew attention so she subtly rose up the back of her hoodie, and stuck her thong clad ass a bit out to tease the men more. A feline curl to her lips. She rather enjoyed the attention. <br><br>"Will she wake up soon, doctor?" Jeremy asked as he looked upon the sleeping child. "I cant' rightly say. She's been in cryostasis for a long time. So it could be any minute or days. "Anything of interest?" Jeremy asked. "Yes, She is healthy, perfectly Healthy." Carlos stated. "Okay, so?" Jeremy asked. "No one is Perfectly healthy, even at her age. There should have been some signs of illness or effects, but there is none! None whats so ever." He explained. Jeremy's eye narrowed as he looked at the sleeping cherub. "I want to be notified of any changes." he ordered. "Right away Captain." Carlos stated. <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>On the top turret, Moira smiled as her eyes drank in Lyra's form. Sure, she was straight, but that didn't mean she couldn't admire another beautiful Form. Misa taught her that, that morning with the Captain. "Well, you found yourself on an interesting Ship. This is the Captain's Ship, literally. He was there when she was completed, and hand selected the crew while working at Lazarus. So there is some history with this ship. Though a word of warning. Never confuse the Musashi for the Yamato. A lot of the crew don't like that." Moira giggled. "You do now there are about 20 guyes gawking at us from those two Cruisers over there." She mentions as she waves. Moira had sharp eyes, and saw the powerful spotting scopes on her, and Lyra.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 18:27:32</strong>
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				Lyra nodded her head as Moira told her not to confuse the Musashi with the Yamato since the crew didn’t like it. “Will do.” She answered turning her head to look at what the cook had been waving at and could just make out the spotting scopes that were pointed at the pair of them. She just shrugged her shoulders and looked up at the cook. “Eh, let them look. It’s just like any other beach. Doesn’t bother me none as long as they keep to looking. Besides I happen to like my spot here and I don’t see any reason to move just because a couple are getting an eyeful.” Lyra was rather practical in these matters. The guys weren’t actually doing anything to bug her and it wasn’t worth all the work it would take to move or try to do anything else to stop the guys from blatantly staring at them so she just gave them a friendly wave like Moira had and settled back into her spot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 04:26:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she slid herself into the two-piece athletic swimsuit. "Mmm perfect. I know she'll like it." she said with a grin. Ginga had gone straight back to her room and got a shower and a quick nap. After she woke-up she changed out of her uniform and then settled into the swimsuit. She placed the small jacket that went with it over it to complete the ensemble. As she looked at herself Ginga couldn't help the thought that came to her mind as she reached for Amelia's coat. She slipped the jacket off her shoulder and then slid the open admiral's coat on over her bikini and placed her cap on her head making sure to cock it to one side. She then slid her feet into a pair of heels and posted in front of the mirror. "Mmm bitchin sexy." she said deciding she wanted to get picture of this for her Admiral. As she set the camera she cocked her hips just right and placed one hand on her hip and placed a sexy come-hither look on her face when the camera went off. She quickly transferred the image from the camera before she decided to send it on to Amelia. She would get it on her personal come unit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 14:48:39</strong>
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				In the Medical Center, Jeremy was looking over the latest addition to the ship's compliment when he heard an rather annoying ringtone. Looking up, he saw Amelia digging through her cleavage, and produce a cell phone. Jeremy swore that women had a pocket dimension between their breasts that they use to store stuff. "Mmmm, I love the Vibrate feature on this thing." Amelia cooed as she opened the Phone, and saw she had an picture text from her precious kitten. "Hmm, Lets see what she sent me." She mused. Though what she saw had Amelia licking her lips rather hungrily as she eyed the picture like a goblin eyeing a beloved treasure. "Definitely make that my Home screen." SHe chuckled. Her thumbs started to fly as she quickly wrote a message back. "<em>Get that Amazingly Tight ass up to the Musashi Medical Center immediately!!! Don't bother changing. X3</em><br><br>Jeremy looked over at Amelia with a worried expression. She seemed rather worked up over whatever that message was. He decided to change topics, and talk with Hayate. "WHat is the theme for Tonight's Dinner?" He asked. "Oh Yes! What is it? I'll make sure Ole Cyclops dresses appropriately this time." Amelia stated with a mischievous smile. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Moira smiled Coyly as Lyra mentioned about how she didn't mind being gawked at, and that it wasn't like they were bothering them at all. "You're Right, but it is fun to get them riled up some times" Moira replied as she was seriously thinking about flashing them her large breasts, but thought that may have been too much. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 00:44:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;As Amelia was getting the text message one of the Belka's crew was regretting trying to return the serve. She watched the balls sail out towards her girlfriend. "Tia!" she screamed trying to warn her but all it succeeded in doing was to bash the ball into her face bending her head back. "Ano...Gomen Tia." she said as she got a very bad sense of foreboding when she saw Tea's head raise back up and then down just a little bit. <em>"Subaruu....." </em> she heard growled at her. "ano...um..Tea...just remember it was an accident..." she said seeing the vein popping on Tia's forehead a moment before she saw that head come flying up along with her body and two battery powered Super Soaker 9000 pistols materialize in her hands. The SS9Ks were the most "lethal" squirt gunning machines on the market and Tia had a pair of them. "Shit!" she squeaked as she turned and ran. She could see there wasn't just water in those pistols which meant it could only be one other thing, dye. Skin dye to be exact. In the course of her mad dash from her irate pistol wielding girlfriend Subaru accidently tripped over a board and landed smack across the lap of one Prower-Graves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 02:29:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10450609#msg10450609">Quote from: Mac84 on 03-09-2014, 14:48:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">In the Medical Center, Jeremy was looking over the latest addition to the ship's compliment when he heard an rather annoying ringtone. Looking up, he saw Amelia digging through her cleavage, and produce a cell phone. Jeremy swore that women had a pocket dimension between their breasts that they use to store stuff. "Mmmm, I love the Vibrate feature on this thing." Amelia cooed as she opened the Phone, and saw she had an picture text from her precious kitten. "Hmm, Lets see what she sent me." She mused. Though what she saw had Amelia licking her lips rather hungrily as she eyed the picture like a goblin eyeing a beloved treasure. "Definitely make that my Home screen." SHe chuckled. Her thumbs started to fly as she quickly wrote a message back. "<em>Get that Amazingly Tight ass up to the Musashi Medical Center immediately!!! Don't bother changing. X3</em><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned to herself when she saw the return message from <em>her</em> admiral. She grinned wider as she typed a message back to Amelia. <em>"Sir! Yes Sir! My Ad-mir-al."</em> she had said in the message before sending it. After she sent the message Ginga made herself ready for her debut as she opened the door to her quarters and stepped out into the hallway. She threw an extra sway in her hips as she sauntered down the halls of the <em>Musashi</em> dressed in her swimsuit, Admiral's coat, service cap and a pair of red heels. Those said heels clicked nicely on the hard decks of the ship as she strode down the halls towards the Med-labs. As the door to the med-labs opened she strode in and leaned against the door frame her arms tucked into the folds of the coat under her breasts making them prop up. "Mmm reporting as order <em>Ad-mir-al.</em>" she purred.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 02:52:12</strong>
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				Amelia, and the others turned, and looked up to see who was there as they heard the door open. James merely Arched and eye brow as he saw the Sensor Chief standing there with pretty much as little as humanly possible. He figured that was what the communications that Amelia recieved earlier was about. His eye slowly drank in Ginga's form, but more for curiosity sake rather than and testaterone fuel lust. No, he was going to leave that the Admiral. Glancing over at Dr. Santiago, Jeremy could only shake his head seeing the Doctor was entranced by the Ginga. He was going to say something to snap him out of it, but decided best against it. "So, the Theme to the Dinner tonight?" Jeremy asked Hayate. Figuring this tangent was going to go for a bit. <br><br>Amelia gave Ginga an approving smirk as she raised her hand, and curled her finger at Ginga. Beckoning her to approach. When she did, Amelia pulled Ginga into a mind blowing kiss. Drinking in the younger girls lips like a fine wine as Amelia's tongue slipped into Ginga's mouth. Claiming it, and her as her own. Once the kiss was broken, Strands of saliva connected their mouths. "Hello <em>Kitten</em>" Amelia said with a deep purr that only an older woman can do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 03:33:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she sauntered over to the tall blonde haired Admiral her hips swaying madly as she was enveloped in a kiss with the other woman. A soft moan of pleasure escaped Ginga's lips as she kissed the Ameila back enjoying the taste of her lips. When she pulled back Ginga had a fetching blush on her cheeks. When Amelia purred out her name as a kitten Ginga visibly shivered from the sound of her voice. There was so much in that purr that stirred the younger woman. "Mmm it's good to see you as well <em>Amelia</em>" Ginga purred back to her with eagerness and fervor that only youth has as she kept her arms locked around Amelia's neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 07:08:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10452176#msg10452176">Quote from: Sessha on 04-09-2014, 00:44:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">In the course of her mad dash from the irate pistol wielding girlfriend Subaru accidentally tripped over a board and landed smack across the lap of one Prower-Graves.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Chief Gunnery Officer Robert Prower-Graves was not a man who was given to alarm at a sudden change of circumstances; indeed, he remained thoroughly unflappable, even in this situation, where he had an attractive and under-dressed woman wriggling about in his lap. "Can I help you?" he asked her, in a rather lazy sounding English drawl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 02:03:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amelia had a devil may care caviler grin upon her lips as she looked into Ginga's eyes. There was a very hungry gleam there as well as one of Amelia's hands slipped down, and grasped Ginga's ass, and gave it squeeze. "mmm, you've been working out, Kitten. It feels so much more toned" Amelia purred, showing just how well she paid attention to Ginga's body. Amelia kept squeezing, and kneading Ginga's ass as she licked her lips Hungrily. Though a "subtle" Cough from behind them by Jeremy reminded the Admiral that she, and her Kitten were not, in fact, alone.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 20:13:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10453686#msg10453686">Quote from: Major Major on 04-09-2014, 07:08:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Chief Gunnery Officer Robert Prower-Graves was not a man who was given to alarm at a sudden change of circumstances; indeed, he remained thoroughly unflappable, even in this situation, where he had an attractive and under-dressed woman wriggling about in his lap. "Can I help you?" he asked her, in a rather lazy sounding English drawl.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Subaru hadn't quite expected to end up where she was when she began to flight from her girlfriend's mad dash for vengeance. Heck she really didn't understand how she had trip but right now she looked up into Prower-Graves mock fear in her eyes. "She's gonna squirt me!" she yelped at him as she turned back to see Tia closing on her and she could already nearly imagine those two auto-squirt guns coming up and aiming her. Their ammo loaded to make poor Subaru look a different color. What color that was she couldn't tell. All she knew was that the water tanks were loaded with dark liquid.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>09-09-2014, 10:39:44</strong>
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				Bob nodded slowly, as he then put his hand up and covered the end of one of the squirt guns. "Now, what's all this about exactly?" he asked, his tone light and pleasant, but not at all hiding the steel that was inside it. His eyes bored into Tiana's, holding steady and probingly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-09-2014, 10:56:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Geez does no one ever read the invitations?" Hayate asked in regards to the two asking about her plans for the dinner party. She completely ignored Ginga and the admiral making out as such a thing was just non consequential to the captain in her current false agitation. "The thing is a masquerade ball stylized after 17th to 18th century French nobility....so have fun getting all the stuffy clothes on" she grinned idly as she added that last part both seriously and in jest. <br><hr><br>Teana looked at Prower Graves calming down as he spoke his friendly yet obviously stern question while staring into her eyes "That doofus pegged me in the head with a beach ball...so I figured a bit of skin dye would be hilarious retribution....besides I think that bright neon purple would suit her" she shrugged idly with her shoulders not moving the guns at all due to the grip that the Brit had on the barrels. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 15:39:46</strong>
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				Jeremy looked at Hayate when she asked if anyone actually read the invitation. To be honest, Jeremy merely glanced over it, and he was pretty sure that Amelia only read the "Important" Bits. He blushed a bit in embarrassment. When She informed them that it would be a Masquerade ball stylized after the French revolution. "Understood. My apologies for not being more observant of the invitation." Jeremy stated as he was already thinking of a Costume to wear. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 12:22:44</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10456413#msg10456413">Quote from: Mac84 on 05-09-2014, 02:03:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Amelia had a devil may care caviler grin upon her lips as she looked into Ginga's eyes. There was a very hungry gleam there as well as one of Amelia's hands slipped down, and grasped Ginga's ass, and gave it squeeze. "mmm, you've been working out, Kitten. It feels so much more toned" Amelia purred, showing just how well she paid attention to Ginga's body. Amelia kept squeezing, and kneading Ginga's ass as she licked her lips Hungrily. Though a "subtle" Cough from behind them by Jeremy reminded the Admiral that she, and her Kitten were not, in fact, alone. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled and cooed in delight as she felt the Admiral's hands caressing and fondling her backside. "Mmm it was all for you my <em>Admiral</em>." she purred to her as she reached her own hands up to caress Amelia's body. "Mmm you yourself are in better shape than the last time." she purred her hands moving to Amelia's sides. "I can feel the muscle under this lovely skin." she purred to her as she leaned in and nuzzled Amelia's neck like a kitten rooting for it's mother's nipple. "I had a idea for some wonderfully delicious fun." she purred to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 14:02:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10416289#msg10416289">Quote from: Avalon29 on 25-08-2014, 03:54:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laura, the new intelligence officer that had come in with the rest of the new crewman was outside at the moment with her legs hanging off the side of one of the islands many piers with her feet in the water as she observed what the other members of the crew were doing and trying to figure out what she was supposed to be doing. She was not at all happy or comfortable with her current attire. She’d had no idea what one was supposed to wear to the beach or what a good swimsuit was so she’d been forced to ask another one of the other crew members what she was supposed to wear. Said fellow female officer had only stared at her for a few moments then laughed and given her this black swimsuit with blue lacy ruffles with a smile saying she could keep it. Now here she was outside in this thing that showed far too much skin and which had no place to hide the knife she usually kept on her, not that her normal blue skin tight uniform left many places to hide it, although there were places if one was creative, when she would much rather be inside looking over reports. Still she would not back down and retreat inside. It would be like conceding to defeat. If this was what one wore to the beach she would bear with it. It was what a soldier did after all. Face their problems head on.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled as she relaxed on one of the beach chairs that had been set-up when she noticed the boring look on the new Intel girl's face. "Well that won't do." she said taking off the sunglasses she was wearing and walked over to her. Even now Misa still drew heads in her one-piece sling bikini. She knew she was hot and she knew there were more than a few staring eyes on her. Much like the new helmswoman Lyra, Misa didn't mind so long as those same looks didn't translate to grabbing hands. Then they'd be in some real shit. As she approached her Misa smiled. "Why the long face Lieutenant?" the platinum haired woman asked Laura.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 19:29:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amelia let out a soft moan, and a purr as she felt Ginga's hands explore her body. Causing her to press her hips into Ginga where she could feel that Amelia was quite warm. "Well I have to keep in good shape so that my Little Kitten isn't tempted away by another younger Kitten." Amelia whispered back before pulling Ginga into a very tight embrace. Pressing her breasts against Ginga hard. Though at the mention of Delicious Fun, Amelia's eyebrow perked up. "Ooo, Do tell Kitten. I'm all ears." Amelia stated. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 19:55:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien was now in the AA guns control room. Maintaining the AA guns was minor, but the problem his boss told him of did not come from the guns; that is what he was sure of. Still, while he was there, he did make some, out of regulations modifications to improve efficiency to increase over all effectiveness of the guns. At least now if they got into a dog fight, this ship would be able to really defend itself. In the control room, Damien pulled off the panel of the control counsel and slid out the motherboard. He sat down, grabbed a few of his tools and prepared. "Now, tell me your story my little friend..." He put on a pair of magnifying goggles and zoomed in on the motherboard components. "Alright, let's start at the southbridge... said bridge looks like she is holding up nicely. Such a strong woman, but what about the energetic one? Ah, CMOS battery slot with said battery in it. I'll need to see how much sugar she ate. Naughty girl." He continued as he went through each and every component of the computers mother board, sometimes, even talking pretty naughty as well. However, he did come across a few problems; the heat sinks ad the fans were not working properly. It was not a huge issue now, but it would mean the AA gun control would shut down in the middle of a dog fight and that would mean all the guns would loose power and shut down. Extra heat would possibly make it so the whole control mechanism would have to be replaced. Thus, he decided to get such components replaced now. His mind was in a happier place with his kind of girls and no worries about mistreatment or teasing. Here, they were all treated with love and respect.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 22:36:03</strong>
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				Laura’s head immediately snapped up when she heard someone address her by rank and stood at attention. “Nothing is wrong, Captain.” She said, falling into the stiff and formal soldier routine even when off duty. She quite frankly had no idea how to behave off duty around other officers so she acted the same way she did when she was on duty where it had been drilled into her that one should always be respectful around higher officers no matter where you were. “I just don’t feel comfortable in these clothes, ma’am. Is this truly proper attire for this? I feel so exposed and there’s no place to hide a knife. Still there’'s no problem Captain. It'll be fine."”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 07:42:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10472676#msg10472676">Quote from: pendarious on 09-09-2014, 10:56:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Teana looked at Prower Graves calming down as he spoke his friendly yet obviously stern question while staring into her eyes "That doofus pegged me in the head with a beach ball...so I figured a bit of skin dye would be hilarious retribution....besides I think that bright neon purple would suit her" she shrugged idly with her shoulders not moving the guns at all due to the grip that the Brit had on the barrels.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Robert blinked slowly, and then deftly pried one of the squirt guns out of her hands, before twirling it in his hand like a gunslinger in the Wild West. A look then came into his eyes, a look that promised much <em>schadenfreude</em> to the two of them, as he began to count down from twenty.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 03:35:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10481444#msg10481444">Quote from: Avalon29 on 11-09-2014, 22:36:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laura’s head immediately snapped up when she heard someone address her by rank and stood at attention. “Nothing is wrong, Captain.” She said, falling into the stiff and formal soldier routine even when off duty. She quite frankly had no idea how to behave off duty around other officers so she acted the same way she did when she was on duty where it had been drilled into her that one should always be respectful around higher officers no matter where you were. “I just don’t feel comfortable in these clothes, ma’am. Is this truly proper attire for this? I feel so exposed and there’s no place to hide a knife. Still there’'s no problem Captain. It'll be fine."”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa laughed a little bit at Laura as she shook her head. "First off don't be so stiff all the time. It's not becoming of you. Second of all relax a bit will you?" she said patting Laura on the shoulder. "This whole thing is a ploy by Admiral Burnside to see some hot beauties in not much else for clothing on a tropical beach. So the outfit you are wearing is perfectly acceptable uniform for such a mission. As for the whole knife thing don't worry about it. Everyone here is off-duty. So relax and enjoy yourself." she said to her.<br>________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10480797#msg10480797">Quote from: Mac84 on 11-09-2014, 19:29:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Amelia let out a soft moan, and a purr as she felt Ginga's hands explore her body. Causing her to press her hips into Ginga where she could feel that Amelia was quite warm. "Well I have to keep in good shape so that my Little Kitten isn't tempted away by another younger Kitten." Amelia whispered back before pulling Ginga into a very tight embrace. Pressing her breasts against Ginga hard. Though at the mention of Delicious Fun, Amelia's eyebrow perked up. "Ooo, Do tell Kitten. I'm all ears." Amelia stated. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself let out a soft moan of pleasure at the feeling of <em>her</em> admiral pressed so close to her. "Well you certainly have me in your arms right now ad-mir-al." she purred to her before jumping on Amelia's next question of what her idea was "Mmm well I had a naughty thought that you might actually enjoy." she said her grin growing into a full smile the likes of which the Cheshire cat would have been proud of. "I was thinking why don't we pick a number of girls, yourself included from the Musashi and the Arizona and do a swimsuit calendar?" she said to her.<br>_______________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Subaru's eyes tracked back to the conversation between her girlfriend and Prower-graves her mouth falling open when she heard the color Teana had planned to coat her in. "Tia! That's a mean color!" she bemoaned to her lightly. Though her eyes grew very wide when she saw Prower-graves pry the water pistol from Tia's hands, twirl it in his hand like an old wild west gunslinger before he began a countdown from twenty. "Um...Tia...I think we should run. Like now!" she said before turning and kicking in the after-burners as she knew a head start count when she heard one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 15:20:02</strong>
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				Amelia was quiet a moment as she processed her Kitten's idea before suddenly bursting out in a fit of Laughter that had her breasts bouncing. She Pulled Ginga into her bust, her nose firmly planted between Amelia's cleavage. "I must say that is a delicious idea!" She Announced. "Though, I'm not sure the Arizona would be a good place to harvest bodies from this calender, perhaps the Belka." Amelia smirked as she eyed Yagami. "Captain Black, Yagami. I want you to pick out five of the most beautiful Female crew members from your ships." She told the two. Jeremy blinked at her in confusion. "What for, Admiral?" He asked. "We're going to put together a Swimsuit calender...to boost morale of the 3rd Fleet." She announced. Jeremy simply groaned as he should have seen this coming. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 17:52:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura nodded her head at the Captain’s advice. “Yes, Captain. If you say so.” She said still plenty stiff despite Misa telling her to relax. The advice itself might have been simple but following that advice was anything but for the new intelligence officer. Relaxed wasn’t a word that was a part of her normal vocabulary. She also didn't really believe the Captain about this whole meeting being an elaborate set up by the Admiral to look at scantily clothed women. There was no way an admiral would do something like that. <br><br>“Captain, can I ask you question?” She asked suddenly looking a bit fidgety and embarrassed. She did not like to reveal her lack of knowledge in off duty activities. Still if it was for the sake of being as a soldier both on and off duty, she was willing to forsake her pride for the moment. Since Misa was a captain so that surely meant she knew more about these kinds of things then she did.&nbsp; “It’s about that party aboard the Belka later. What exactly does one wear to this party? It mentioned something about 17th and 18th century dress but I still don’t get it.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-09-2014, 09:39:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10503304#msg10503304">Quote from: Avalon29 on 17-09-2014, 17:52:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laura nodded her head at the Captain’s advice. “Yes, Captain. If you say so.” She said still plenty stiff despite Misa telling her to relax. The advice itself might have been simple but following that advice was anything but for the new intelligence officer. Relaxed wasn’t a word that was a part of her normal vocabulary. She also didn't really believe the Captain about this whole meeting being an elaborate set up by the Admiral to look at scantily clothed women. There was no way an admiral would do something like that. <br><br>“Captain, can I ask you question?” She asked suddenly looking a bit fidgety and embarrassed. She did not like to reveal her lack of knowledge in off duty activities. Still if it was for the sake of being as a soldier both on and off duty, she was willing to forsake her pride for the moment. Since Misa was a captain so that surely meant she knew more about these kinds of things then she did.&nbsp; “It’s about that party aboard the Belka later. What exactly does one wear to this party? It mentioned something about 17th and 18th century dress but I still don’t get it.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled as she looked over at Laura once more when she asked about the clothing for the upcoming party. "It's actually quite simple really. Captain Yagami has a tendency towards making fancy and often interesting parties. So the dress code for the party is something that would have been worn by the people of Great Britain and other European nations of that time period. So I guess hit the archives and take a look at what people wore back then and then go tell the Belka's quartermaster and you'll more than likely get it." she said to her. Though she could see that Laura was still quite stiff back despite the advice to relax. "Lieutenant I'm getting the idea that you are not exactly well versed in the idea of relaxing are you?" she asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 09:33:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura nodded at Misa’s suggestion to go look something up. She wasn’t all that knowledgeable about things like fashion and clothes so she’d need to find somebody to help but it gave her a good starting point to try and narrow things down. “Thank you Captain.” She said as she turned back to watching the beach and the members of various crews play around as she tried to figure out what one did while off duty. At the captain’s new question about her and relaxing she turned her head to look up at her. “I am not… familiar with social functions and activities off duty if that’s your question, Captain.” She said simply. It was not something she cared to admit but she could not lie to a superior officer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 10:23:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Misa shook her head when she heard Laura's answer to her question. It was pretty much what exactly she had figured from that. "Don't worry Lieutenant think of this as a good way to get yourself acquainted with relaxing in your off hours." she said to her with a smile as she took hold of Laura's hand. "Follow me!" she said to the silver haired lieutenant. If Laura would follow after Misa she would be led up to the make-shift high dive that had been constructed. Misa looked out over the crowd of sailors below them. "Hey all ready to see us fly!" she shouted to them group below.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 10:28:04</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10501722#msg10501722">Quote from: Sessha on 17-09-2014, 03:35:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Subaru's eyes tracked back to the conversation between her girlfriend and Prower-graves her mouth falling open when she heard the color Teana had planned to coat her in. "Tia! That's a mean color!" she bemoaned to her lightly. Though her eyes grew very wide when she saw Prower-graves pry the water pistol from Tia's hands, twirl it in his hand like an old wild west gunslinger before he began a countdown from twenty. "Um...Tia...I think we should run. Like now!" she said before turning and kicking in the after-burners as she knew a head start count when she heard one.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaaa!" Bob cackled after them, like a true mad scientist in a B-movie, as he then sat right back down, and continued his fishing. "That'll learn 'em good." he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 17:27:44</strong>
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				The System's primary would eventually begin to set as night encroached upon the gathered fleet. Many of the enlisted crew were throwing Beach parties on the sandy beaches with alcohol while many of the Officers were preparing for Yagami's famous "Dinner Parties". On the Musashi, Jeremy sat in the chair of of his Cabin at the top of the Superstructure. A towel wrapped around his middle as he just got out of the shower, and was relaxing watching the stars slowly starting to come out for the night. On his desk, his music box sat playing a gentle song. The porcelain Figures twirled, and danced within the case as the brass gears slowly turned. THe Music was purely mechanical. Simple metal fingers of various lengths to simulate notes. Sure, Jeremy could have put in a digital music player, and had the music box play a wide selection of songs, but there was something about the old mechanical set up that just spoke to him on a level he couldn't describe. On the top of the musicbox, the large brass disk slowly spun as nubs on the disk pulled at the metal fingers, making the music. <br><br>There came a knock on his door. Jeremy, forgetting that he was only wearing a towel, called out: "Enter!" He stated. The door opened, and he turned his chair slightly. Though he was quickly reminded when he saw Moira there with a lacy fan, and Victorian dress with Steampunk Highlights. The corset she wore looked like it could barely contain her breasts. She let out a giggle, and fanned herself in a mock modesty. "If that is your costume, you'll certainly turn some heads, Captain." Moira giggled. Jeremy didn't seem to catch the joke until he looked down, and saw that he was only wearing the towel. He promptly snapped his legs shut to prevent exposing himself anymore than he has. It didn't matter that Moira gotten an up close, and personal look at the Captain. THough his bashful nature was something she found adorable. "I just came to tell you we're on our way over to the Belka." She stated. "Okay, I'll get dressed, and be along shortly." Jeremy stated. "Ta-Ta" Moira stated as she slipped out of the cabin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 05:15:25</strong>
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				Laura had indeed followed Misa, mainly because there was no way she would deny the request of a higher rank officer, but she had followed none the less. Upon arrival at the make-shift high dive and looked down, starting to get a bit nervous. It was not the height that bothered her as much as it was being the center of attention. Looking at the Captain who clearly intended for them both, she sighed. It was an order she supposed. She waited for Misa to give some sort of signal and when she did the new intelligence officer leaped off the high dive with Misa, splashing into the water below. When she surfaced from the water panting for breath, she looked up towards the sky and realized that it was starting to get later in the afternoon. Turning to Misa, Laura said, “Pardon me, Captain but I need to return to the ship if I’m to have enough time to find something for this… party this evening. Excuse me.” And with that Laura dried off and returned to the ship putting her first group outing aboard the Musashi behind her. <br><br>&nbsp;As it got even later in the day, Laura found herself at a table in the mess while she looked through the archives for something to wear to the party aboard the Belka and was not having any luck. She did not know what looked good and what didn’t. This thing was impossible. She groaned in frustration, attracting the attention of the crewmate who’d given her the swimsuit earlier and who promptly asked what was wrong. When the crewmate heard the problem a smile let up her and she grabbed Laura’s hand dragging the lieutenant behind her to her room despite the intelligence officer’s attempts to escape. When they arrived the door closed and locked preventing any further escape attempts. Indignant cries of, “No, What are you doing? You can’t be serious! Don’t do that!” Could be heard outside as the crewmate inside began to find something for Laura and using her as a dress up doll.&nbsp; <br><br>Later she would emerge from the room with a black and dark red dress with plenty of bows and frills with a hat and ribbon to match. Passing by a window she caught sight of herself in the mirror and sighed in relief. It seemed like the ordeal had had some benefit. She was dressed for the party now in this… What had the other woman called it? Goth Lolita dress? It was strange but at least it covered more than the swimsuit had and could conceal what she liked. With another sigh she made her way towards the Belka. <br><br><br>Lyra, meanwhile after saying good bye to Moira had made returned to the ship and browsed through the archives as well. Although unlike Laura she didn’t agonize over the choice. Finding something she liked she took it and went to the quarter master to see if he could whip something up. When he found what she requested, she smiled and nodded her head. “Perfect.” Taking the offered piece of clothing she returned to her room to change. She was wearing a slightly slim blue and white dress with corset that flashed just a hint of breast. Now appropriately dressed she too made her way to the Belka.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:04:59</strong>
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				Deputy security officer Teana had fled from the armed Prower Graves unaware that he wasn't actually going to give chase with the super soaker 9000. Once a safe distance away she could only sigh "That was not cool" before she decided to head back to the Belka to begin preparations for that evenings dinner party. The security officer already had an idea of what it was she was going to wear her problem was getting everything together in time.<br><br>The orange haired girl had acquired all of the materials and smiled as she stared at the attire before her. She soon dressed herself. She was wearing the garbs of a royal Musketeer. She had the fine shirt with the tabbard over top as well as the wide brimmed hat with the long feather sticking out of it. She also had at her waist the royal rapier and the flintlock pistol. slung across her back was of course the trade mark musket. "looks dashing I think" she smiled as she pulled on the long leather gloves that went with the ensemble.<br><hr><br>Hayate herself was decked out in the attire of a prince. She had the white stuffy shirt with the long blue over coat that had gold trim and brass buttons, she was also wearing a pair of fine white pants along with knee high black boots. To further her attire she was wearing a rapier at her side along with white gloves. "Man I'm good" she smiled as she adjusted the white powdered wig on her head chuckling with laughter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 03:03:54</strong>
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				Many would probably call Jeremy's Costume terribly unimaginative, but it was the only thing that he felt that he could actually be seen in. He was sure that all the others were going to be in flamboyant costumes, trying to woo members of the opposite sex for a night of romping in the racks. Jeremy continued to button up the Shirt then donned the dark blue tailed jacket. His Cutlass dangling from his hip before he checked himself in the mirror. He looked properly shipshaped, and nodded as he stepped out the door. He wondered if everyone else already left, and he was the last one. He'll find out soon enough as he made his way for the main Airlock<br><br>Jeremy's costume:<br>(http://m100group.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/master-and-commander-the-far-side-of-the-world-crowe.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 04:01:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled as she shook her head while donning the uniform of a 1st British Royal Dragoon. She liked the way the vibrant red of the coat looked on and it went very well with her own pale colored hair. She slid her feet into the long knee high black leather boots. She then began to button up the front of the uniform itself. When she was done she took a good look at herself in the mirror and nodded her head before she slid the officer's cap to head while hanging the saber at her side. "I make this look good." she said with a grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 05:33:32</strong>
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				In another part of the ship Robert Prower-Graves was slipping into his dress uniform. The old Black tunic and trousers fit him like a glove, with the golden braid glinting dully under the light as he donned the black visor cap of his uniform. He'd seen the bill for the dance, certainly, but there was no way in hell that he was going to wear those stupid costumes, with their nadger-restrictive trousers. He looked at himself in the mirror for a moment, and then nodded to himself.<br><br>(http://www.melitomnes.org/resources/07._malta-_ww2/Navy/Buttons/ww2%20british%20navy%20uniform2.jpg?timestamp=1345056179756)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 20:16:45</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10586456#msg10586456">Quote from: pendarious on 12-10-2014, 01:04:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hayate herself was decked out in the attire of a prince. She had the white stuffy shirt with the long blue over coat that had gold trim and brass buttons, she was also wearing a pair of fine white pants along with knee high black boots. To further her attire she was wearing a rapier at her side along with white gloves. "Man I'm good" she smiled as she adjusted the white powdered wig on her head chuckling with laughter.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Signum had chosen for her attire to go dressed in a full british ball gown. She had wanted to dressed as a British naval officer of equivalent rank to what she was now, but then Hayate had given her those pouty eyes she always did and she had caved. The dress itself was a very vivid red color, it help emphasize her hair color and it made her eyes pop. She then added a pair of black lace gloves. When she was done she did have to admit she looked really good. She then walked out to meet her captain for the ball.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 23:49:24</strong>
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				As Everyone trickled out of the mighty dreadnought for their own nightly diversions, a small contingent remained aboard to oversee the ship's functions. Most were volunteers so that others may have fun. It was a sign of the closeness of the crew. For those that were left behind, the night would prove to be uneventful, and peaceful. Just constant system checks, and routine walk through to make sure random bolt "C" did not decide to come completely undone in the 30 minute since the last check. All, in all it was suppose to be an easily boring night. <br><br>In the Medical center, the lights were cut off, or dimmed so the patients could rest. The Nurse has just made her last round before going off to grab a bite snack in the Mess for her, and a couple of the others. In an empty room, the sole occupant of one of the beds started to stir. tiny muscles that have not been used in decades protested the commands to move as a deep breath of air was inhaled. The scent of disinfectant, sterilizers were a familiar, and welcomed scent. A soft squeaking moan brushed past pale cherub lips. <br><br>Large, soulful eyes opened, a blinked as one green eye, and one red looked around the room the sprite was in. It was a Medical room, thus very familiar to her. Her memories were always full of Medical rooms, or Labs. She writhed on the bed as she tried to summon strength from her muscles. Strength to move, to sit up. Slowly, with great effort, she managed to sit up in the bed. Looking around, she saw that she was indeed in a medical center, but the Machines were very different. Sleeker, newer looking. A lot of must've happened since she was asked to sleep. The Last memory She had was an older woman telling her that she was going to sleep for a very long time. She was crying, and the young sprite didn't know why. <br><br>Soon, a pair of bare feet dangled over the side of the bed as the young girl slipped off. A soft hiss of discomfort as petite feet met cold clinical flooring. Long strawberry blonde hair tumbled down, and cascaded like a golden water fall over her shoulders, and down her back. She tugged at the overly large Black T-shirt she found herself wearing. the letters M.U.S.A.S.H.I. Stenciled across the front. Tugging at one of the sleeves revealed a Tattoo of the Roman Numerals "IV" on her upper arm. A matching tattoo on her other arm. the Shirt hung down to her knees. From the side of the bed, the girl moved into the room at large, exploring her surroundings. <br><br>A door to the corridor hissed open before a small head poked out to see if the hallway was clear. She had to reach up on her tip toes to press the door button. Stepping out into the hallway, the soft padding of tiny feet the only sign of her presence. Like a small sprite, she flitted down the corridor to see if she could find any windows to see outside. <br><br>Rounding a corner, she heard voices, deep voices. The tiny sprite panicked as she remembered getting in trouble for being caught outside her room after dark. Looking she would find a tiny alcove for her to hide as the two voices drew nearer. It was two engineers, as denoted by the orange trim of their uniforms. "Why didn't you go? I thought you wanted to try, and get with that hot accountant?" One asked. "Nah, I'm not feeling good. Besides, I found out she had a boyfriend on Titan station, some guy by the name of Clark. She won't shut up about him." The other grumbled as they passed by the hiding spot of one tiny sprite. <br><br>When they passed, she poked her head out, dirt, and grease now smudging her fair cheeks. Soon, she would find herself on one of hte large observation lounges. Looking out through the large windows. she saw the outside! Outside, a place she, and her siblings were very rarely allowed to go to. The doctors, and scientists very concerned for their well being as they were the only ones of their kind in the entire universe. As she looked out, she a saw funnly looking buildings laying on their sides in the water. Just beyond the buildings, people were running around on the large sandy place. She started to wave to those people, but thought better of it lest she is discovered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-11-2014, 23:41:28</strong>
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				Hayate Yagami was well known throughout the Cosmo Fleets for her rather eccentric gatherings. While most Admirals didn't like the way she ran her ship, or how her "Parties" were often so left field of regulation. It was no wonder she was part of Burnside's cavalcade of misfits. Yet, even with this stigma, Yagami's Parties were always looked forward too with such excitement, and tonight's party was no different. Jeremy strode onto the Belka with invitation in hand. One of Belka's security officers checking and the person holding it. Seeing that it was Jeremy Black, the young man saluted, and motioned for Jeremy to to proceed into the Ship. Yagami spared no expense as even her own crew were dressed for the part. the Appropriate corridors were marked with a colored light so that the guests in attendance wouldn't get lost. Not that they couldn't fallow the music towards the party. <br><br>Entering the party Proper, Jeremy saw all the fancy costums, and masks to conceal the people's identities. He had a smirk as he donned his own. "this is going to be an interesting night." he chuckled as he walked down the stairs towards the Dance floor. Where most of the attended people were dancing.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>25-11-2014, 05:04:44</strong>
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				Stepping into the large party room and donning her mask, the new intelligence officer of the Musashi looked unquestionably uncomfortable. The mask she wore decreased her vision, the dress limited her movement, and she didn’t even want to get started about the shoes she was wearing and how hard it was to keep her balance in the stupid things. What was worse was that as she watched various crew members group and pair off to socialize, she realized she was completely lost. Moving to the room where she hoped she was out of the way she stood about awkwardly, hoping not to stand out too much. Of course a female crew member to the side alone, drew plenty of attention. Despite how much she did not wish to, the officer fidgeting uncomfortably off to the side stood out rather than blending in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-11-2014, 10:55:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa grinned as she walked down the halls of the Musashi in her get-up for the ball itself. The uniform itself was a bit on the constricting side, but she did admit she cut a good figure in the clothes themselves so she was generally quite happy with them. As she walked down the hall she happened to run into one of the Musashi's other crew members, a one Prower-Graves. "Ah good evening Mr. Graves." she said walking up to him. "You seem a bit dressed differently for the party tonight?" she said to him as she patted his shoulder.<br><br>____________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she slid on a dress that was rather low-cut up front and risqué even for that time. It had been a bit of a task squeezing into the dress itself but she had managed to get it done. She smiled as she wove her hair into a braided crown around her head, a little something for her Admiral to gawk at she had thought with a giggle. When she was finished she walked out of the quarters and started for the Musashi's hold to leave the ship. Along the way however she ran into Damien, one of the new techs who had come aboard the Musashi. "Oh greetings Damien-san!" she said to him with a jovial smile.<br><br>___________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Fate herself grinned as she looked at the choice of outfits for herself to wear to the party coming up. It was a musketeer's uniform. The red she thought would compliment her eyes very well and the blue and silver would further serve to augment it. The gold shirt under the blue and red cloak was a nice touch indeed. Being the chief of security she decided on wearing the full officer's uniform, which came complete with the filigree hat. She then walked out of her quarters and headed towards the ballroom to make herself known. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-11-2014, 04:24:42</strong>
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				On the Belka, Admiral Burnside was already making herself feel right at home. She decided to dress as a Pirate from the age of sail. She wore the large black tri-corn cap with the heavy overcoat, and Thigh high leather boots. The only thing she wore underneath was a Thong, and a smile. The&nbsp; coat was pulled to just barely cover her large breasts. Leaving very little to the imagination. Around her waist was a thick belt that hung a cutlass, and four flintlock pistols. She even work an eyepatch, but that was to tease a particular captain. <br><br>" Arrrg, This be a lovely gatherin' you have, Cap'ain Yagami." Amelia stated as she strode right up to Hayate. While she gave off the appearance of being quite flippant, and aloof. Amelia was actually very observant, and brilliant. "Now, all I need is me cute little Kitten by me side, and it'll be a perfect night." She laughed as she took another swig of her Beer. She then craned her neck around to see if Ginga arrived. Though she quickly spied someone. "Yoo-Hoo, Cyclops!" She called out the only person that could be directed to.<br><br>Jeremy groaned as he heard The Admiral calling out to him. With a sigh, he approached the Admiral, and Captain Yagami. he removed his hat to Hayate, and bowed. "Thank you for such a wonderful Party, Captain. You also look lovely this evening." he said to Hayate warmly, though a memory of Hayate in her bikini flashed through his mind. "Where is Captain Ayase? I figured she would be on your arm this evening." Amelia teased. "I was hoping to meet her here, and share a dance." Jeremy admitted absent mindly before he realized what he just said. His mouth shut with an audible click as he looked at both Hayate, and Amelia with his good eye. Amelia had the look of the Cat that just had caught the canary. The lip turning up in a victorious grin. <br><br>"Is that your new Intelligence officer?" Amelia asked suddenly as she pointed to a girl trying to physically meld into the side of the ship. Jeremy's eye sharpens as he takes in whom Amelia is talking about. After a moment, Jeremy nodded in recognition. "Yes, that is Lt. Bernat. She is one of the transfers from the Cosmo Navy when we were reinstated." he stated. "yes, yes." Amelia stated as she scratched her chin. "Oh Lt. Bernat~" Amelia called out to the seemingly petrified young woman. "Could you be a dear, and come over here." Amelia called out to the young Lt.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-11-2014, 05:37:26</strong>
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				Laura’s head shot up and turned her head her head back and forth, looking a little bit like a terrified rabbit as she heard someone call out her name. This was not at all like how the lieutenant normally acted but the poor soldier was completely out of her element at a party like this and it made her nervous. Spotting the one who had called her she came over slowly so as not to trip in her shoes.<br><br>As she approached she instantly recognized all the people in the group. As the ship’s new intelligence officer she had taken it upon herself to read the profiles as well as memorize all the names and faces of the critical officers of the two ships and the important military officers they might interact with. When she’d gotten close to the small group she immediately saluted, disregarding the fact that she was at a party and supposed to relax, falling back to her usual demeanor and military upbringing to try to cope with the different environment. Nodding to her new captain she turned to the admiral. “You called for me Admiral?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-11-2014, 04:53:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10738237#msg10738237">Quote from: Sessha on 27-11-2014, 10:55:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa grinned as she walked down the halls of the Musashi in her get-up for the ball itself. The uniform itself was a bit on the constricting side, but she did admit she cut a good figure in the clothes themselves so she was generally quite happy with them. As she walked down the hall she happened to run into one of the Musashi's other crew members, a one Prower-Graves. "Ah good evening Mr. Graves." she said walking up to him. "You seem a bit dressed differently for the party tonight?" she said to him as she patted his shoulder.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He nodded to her before giving her a flat look at her patting his shoulder. "I do not look good in ridiculous monkey suits like that." he stated, as flat as the aftermath of a steamroller rampage. "And I will be <em>damned</em> if I have to wear one, orders or not." he said, still in that same nearly-lifeless voice, as he then brushed his uniform shoulder. He had the grim air of a man being summoned before a Court Martial, as opposed to someone going to a dance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-11-2014, 08:52:32</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10743309#msg10743309">Quote from: Major Major on 29-11-2014, 04:53:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He nodded to her before giving her a flat look at her patting his shoulder. "I do not look good in ridiculous monkey suits like that." he stated, as flat as the aftermath of a steamroller rampage. "And I will be <em>damned</em> if I have to wear one, orders or not." he said, still in that same nearly-lifeless voice, as he then brushed his uniform shoulder. He had the grim air of a man being summoned before a Court Martial, as opposed to someone going to a dance.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa shook her head. This was quite unlike the usually stoic gunnery officer she knew and had come to respect. "I can understand your reluctance to wear something or the party Lieutenant Commander but it's still a party so buck up a bit will you?" she said to him with one of her usual jovial smiles. Misa was really kinda wondering what was really eating at Prower-Graves himself to be acting as if he were going before a firing squad. A thought occurred to her."Say Lieutenant Commander I got a hold of a good bottle of scotch from one of the <em>Arizona</em>'s crew earlier and I could use a drinking buddy? Would you care to join me for a glass later in the evening?" she asked him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-11-2014, 09:39:58</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10738237#msg10738237">Quote from: Sessha on 27-11-2014, 10:55:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga smiled as she slid on a dress that was rather low-cut up front and risqué even for that time. It had been a bit of a task squeezing into the dress itself but she had managed to get it done. She smiled as she wove her hair into a braided crown around her head, a little something for her Admiral to gawk at she had thought with a giggle. When she was finished she walked out of the quarters and started for the Musashi's hold to leave the ship. Along the way however she ran into Damien, one of the new techs who had come aboard the Musashi. "Oh greetings Damien-san!" she said to him with a jovial smile.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Daien was hard at work on a door lock that seemed to have malfunctioned and he stood there with the panel off, his soldering gun in his mouth as he exaimined the small motherboard. sure, he had gotten an invitation to this... party from the man in charge for something about good work on the retreival of the cargo. Granted, he was only doing his job, nothing more. Though, he was sad that he missed girls in bikinis, but after his ordeal... he just let it go. As he worked, he did not hear a woman come up behind him and when she spoke, he jumped startled.&nbsp; This caused his body to straighten and let go of the motherboard, letting it swing on the wires to crash against the wall. At the same time, he let out a short, high pitched squeak as his mouth let go of the soldering gun and it dropped to the floor between his feet. After a moment, he came too from the event, slowly turned to see the fancy dressed woman with purplish blue hair, though, he did not reconize her.<br><br>He swallowed hard,. "Hi... umm... Can I... help you...?" Though she was not hot like Misa, she was cute at least, in his mental opinion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-11-2014, 12:29:32</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10743938#msg10743938">Quote from: Sessha on 29-11-2014, 08:52:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Say Lieutenant Commander I got a hold of a good bottle of scotch from one of the <em>Arizona</em>'s crew earlier and I could use a drinking buddy? Would you care to join me for a glass later in the evening?" she asked him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He looked at her. "Well, I don't see why not, I suppose." he said after a moment and then he shrugged. "I've squared away everything I've needed doing for the next few days, so I can handle a hangover."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 18:41:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10740504#msg10740504">Quote from: Avalon29 on 28-11-2014, 05:37:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laura’s head shot up and turned her head her head back and forth, looking a little bit like a terrified rabbit as she heard someone call out her name. This was not at all like how the lieutenant normally acted but the poor soldier was completely out of her element at a party like this and it made her nervous. Spotting the one who had called her she came over slowly so as not to trip in her shoes.<br><br>As she approached she instantly recognized all the people in the group. As the ship’s new intelligence officer she had taken it upon herself to read the profiles as well as memorize all the names and faces of the critical officers of the two ships and the important military officers they might interact with. When she’d gotten close to the small group she immediately saluted, disregarding the fact that she was at a party and supposed to relax, falling back to her usual demeanor and military upbringing to try to cope with the different environment. Nodding to her new captain she turned to the admiral. “You called for me Admiral?”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Amelia watched Laura approach with a positively predatory smile. She was enjoying see the fear in the young Lt.'s eyes. When she asked if she was called for, Amelia smiled. "Well isn't she just the cutest little thing. Right Hayate?" Amelia asked as she looked over Lt. Bernat. "Granted, she can't hold a candle to my Kitten." She continued. Though when she saw the eye patch, Amelia let out a theatrical gasp. "What's this!? She is a Cyclops too? Jeremy, you have hope for the future of your species yet!" She announced, enjoying how red Jeremy's face was getting from all this. "come, come now Lt. Stand next to Ole Cyclops here." Amelia stated as she took Laura's hands, and pulled her right close. Almost planting her breasts into the young Lt.'s face. Amelia made Laura to stand right next to Jeremy. "Aw, a male, and female Cyclops. I feel we're in a nature documentary." Amelia continued to tease. "Let's just keep it PG, you two.". "Admiral!" Jeremy snapped as his face was a red as a tomato from all the innuendos that the Admiral is throwing his way. Jeremy was just hoping that Misa was not around to see any of it. Amelia only let out a deep belly laugh as she was having her fun with the two. <br><br>Jeremy turned to Laura, and bowed his head a bit. "I'm very sorry about this. The admiral is using you as ammo to make fun of me. Please don't take what she says personally. She is really a good person...a fraction of the time." he informed the young, and very cute, lieutenant. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 22:33:50</strong>
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				Laura had thought she’d been prepared for dealing with the admiral after reading her file. Apparently she had been dead wrong. Almost immediately after the discussion had begun the Lt’s cheeks had started heating up and turning bright red. Between having the admiral’s chest practically shoved into her face and the onslaught of teasing innuendos the intelligence officer’s brain was overloaded. Had this been some kind of cartoon smoke would’ve been coming from ear. By the time the captain had turned to apologize for the admiral’s behavior Laura’s brain had all but shut down and she was flying on autopilot. “It, it is alright captain. No need to apologize.” Her voice was stiff, formal, and monotone, almost robotic as she answered him while her cheeks remained bright red.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 07:27:03</strong>
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				Hayate could only grin and agree with the admiral as things spiraled further and further out of control for poor Jeremy and Laura. While yes she did find the situation to be extremely funny she also had some sympathy for the two targets of the admiral's fun and games. The "Princely" captain as she was dressed couldn't help but idly remark "Well it seems that we've got quite the attendance this time around" she couldn't help but smile broadly. The fact that the admiral was a pirate couldn't have been more hilarious in her eyes.<br><br>She decided that as hostess she should address her guests and as such a microphone came down on a cord next to her which she promptly took and began to speak "Welcome one and all to this little gala of mine I'd like to thank each and everyone of you who decided to come and bonus points to everyone for remembering to dress accordingly." she grinned and then added "The festivities tonight are dedicated to my good friend Captain Jeremy Black and his crew aboard the <em>Musashi</em> for tolerating all of my crazy antics over the several months that we've known each other and also to honor their heroic deeds against the Lazerus corpation at Elphera....or however you pronounce it I seem to have forgotten" the last bit had been added more for comedic effect than anything. "SO be sure to give a big old round of applause for them and also be sure to stick around for the fire works that we'll be shooting off at the end of the gala!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-12-2014, 04:54:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10744121#msg10744121">Quote from: Major Major on 29-11-2014, 12:29:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He looked at her. "Well, I don't see why not, I suppose." he said after a moment and then he shrugged. "I've squared away everything I've needed doing for the next few days, so I can handle a hangover."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Prower-Graves as he accepted her offer on a drink later on. "Sounds good now what say you and I head on towards the party then? I'm curious to see who this is all going to turn out." she said to him with a smile on her face as she turned to head towards the ship's meeting hall where the reception/party was being held at. As Misa turned the corner she thought she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. When she turned to see if there was any the hallway and the porthole was empty of anyone. "Huh must have been the wind." she said before moving on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-12-2014, 00:06:54</strong>
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				Jeremy could see that while Laura may claim to be alright, she was actually far from it. it would appear his experience with the Admiral had been enough for him to weather the onslaught better than the Lt. Thankfully, Captain Yagami would decide to change the subject, and made her welcoming announcement to those that attended. Though she made the gala in Jeremy, and the Musashi's honor added another level of embarrassment. She was a good friend, Jeremy knew that, but he could feel all the eyes upon him for her address, and he wanted to shrink away, and be back on his bridge of <em>His</em> ship. However, he stood firm, and tall. The Crowd chuckled at the Captain's mispronouncement of the Planet's name. It wasn't so unbelievable as it was a bit of a Tongue twister. When the applause came, Jeremy rose his glass as thanks to everyone. <br><br>Jeremy took the microphone, and took a breath. "Thank you so much for that welcome Hayate, and I want thank you for throwing this marvelous party. Though, I must make an adendum to your speech. The Musashi would not be here without the help of you, and your wonderful ship, The Belka. You're a marvelous captain, with an exemplary crew, Captain Yagami. I Salute you." Jeremy stated warmly before handing back the Microphone. <br><br>It was this time that the music spooled up, and Men, and Women were partnering off to dance. Jeremy craned his neck to see if Misa was around, and Amelia was doing to same looking for her Ginga.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>26-12-2014, 08:50:23</strong>
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				Free of the Admiral’s attention Laura began to calm down and slowly regain her composure.&nbsp; The speech by Captain Yagami and Captain Black made for a good distraction allowing her to focus on things other than the earlier teasing comments. Clapping politely at the end of the speech, she waited to see what was going to happen next since she’d never been to something like this before she was curious about what just might come next. As the music started, she just stood still and listened but as people began to pair off she got nervous. Laura began to edge towards the tables alongside the wall, trying to make herself unnoticeable. She didn’t know how to dance and she wasn’t keen on embarrassing herself so she was hoping to avoid being noticed but she wasn’t sure how successful she actually was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 00:54:21</strong>
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				Amelia was about to go look for Ginga, but stopped when she saw the cute little Cyclops Lt. trying to blend into the group, and effectively become invisible. A sly smile spread across her ruby red lips as she quickly moved to slide right up next to the Lt. without even being noticed. Suddenly, Laura would feel her hand being grabbed as she was suddenly scooped up, and held in the Pirate Queen's arms like a Damsel. "Avast ye!" Amelia declared as several people turned to look upon the two. Laura was getting an up close, and intimate familiarity with how large, and soft the Admiral's breasts were. "What Booty we have here!? A fair lass says I!" Amelia stated before carrying Laura like a bride to the middle of the dance floor. "This be no Wench, but lady of Nobility." She declared further before setting Laura down, and bowing extravagantly to her. "Come now, M'lady. A dance with a pirate won't sully your reputation much." Amelia stated before pulling Laura into a dancer's embrace. Amelia's large breasts pretty much right in the middle of Laura's face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 03:53:34</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10743993#msg10743993">Quote from: Orochimaru on 29-11-2014, 09:39:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Daien was hard at work on a door lock that seemed to have malfunctioned and he stood there with the panel off, his soldering gun in his mouth as he exaimined the small motherboard. sure, he had gotten an invitation to this... party from the man in charge for something about good work on the retreival of the cargo. Granted, he was only doing his job, nothing more. Though, he was sad that he missed girls in bikinis, but after his ordeal... he just let it go. As he worked, he did not hear a woman come up behind him and when she spoke, he jumped startled.&nbsp; This caused his body to straighten and let go of the motherboard, letting it swing on the wires to crash against the wall. At the same time, he let out a short, high pitched squeak as his mouth let go of the soldering gun and it dropped to the floor between his feet. After a moment, he came too from the event, slowly turned to see the fancy dressed woman with purplish blue hair, though, he did not reconize her.<br><br>He swallowed hard,. "Hi... umm... Can I... help you...?" Though she was not hot like Misa, she was cute at least, in his mental opinion.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga had to give the poor kid a soft smile as he seemed so flustered when she showed up. She gently tapped his shoulder with her lace gloved hand. "Relax Damien-san. I'm not here to bite at all. I was also wondering since you were instrumental in helping us get that pod open that you should share in the success of it and come to Captain Yagami's party." she told him gently. Word had spread farly quickly through the ship of his technical prowess in being able to get that ancient cryotube to open without killing the young girl inside. "So why not come join us?" she said to him with a soft smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 09:28:08</strong>
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				For a moment Laura thought that she had successfully avoided being noticed by anyone as she made it to the outskirts of the dancing area. She was soon proved wrong however as someone suddenly grabbed her hand. Before she could do anything else she found herself being scooped up and she let out a small squeak in surprise as she found herself face to chest with the admiral once more, her head pressed up against the admiral’s soft breasts. As she set Laura down the admiral would be able to see that Laura’s face was once more bright red. This was exactly what she’d been trying to avoid. Sure she wanted to figure out how one was supposed to act off duty but that didn’t mean she wanted to embarrass herself in front of everyone currently attending. The poor girl was on the verge of shorting out again. “Admiral, I um can’t dance. I don’t know how.” She muttered as she looked up at the admiral from between her breasts, really wishing that she wasn’t currently standing in the middle of the dance floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 12:12:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10833556#msg10833556">Quote from: Sessha on 27-12-2014, 03:53:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga had to give the poor kid a soft smile as he seemed so flustered when she showed up. She gently tapped his shoulder with her lace gloved hand. "Relax Damien-san. I'm not here to bite at all. I was also wondering since you were instrumental in helping us get that pod open that you should share in the success of it and come to Captain Yagami's party." she told him gently. Word had spread farly quickly through the ship of his technical prowess in being able to get that ancient cryotube to open without killing the young girl inside. "So why not come join us?" she said to him with a soft smile.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Despite Ginga's calming attempts, he still flinched slightly as she reached up to touch his shoulder, but he tried to not move backwards. Though she was cute and the dress she wore was definitely formal; he had nothing but his work clothes, even if he WANTED to go. He cleared his throat and looked away for a moment and then looked over at the young woman. "Well... umm.... it was nothing... I mean.... the other engineers could have done the same... faster and better even.&nbsp; If... ummm, that was not enough reason not to go. My jumpsuit is all I have, clothes wise..." He stated, besides his obvious being uncomfortable being around people, he was making every possible reason to NOT attend. If he could get away at this point, he would have done so from the start.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 13:20:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10829571#msg10829571">Quote from: Sessha on 25-12-2014, 04:54:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa nodded her head to Prower-Graves as he accepted her offer on a drink later on. "Sounds good now what say you and I head on towards the party then? I'm curious to see who this is all going to turn out." she said to him with a smile on her face as she turned to head towards the ship's meeting hall where the reception/party was being held at. As Misa turned the corner she thought she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. When she turned to see if there was any the hallway and the porthole was empty of anyone. "Huh must have been the wind." she said before moving on.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Aye then, let's be about it then." he said, striding alongside Misa, a symphony in somber shades of black, with his ribbons resplendent and his medals clinking softly on his chest. He paused at her action when she rounded a corner, and had himself a butchers' as well, wondering what was on her mind. Seeing nothing, he turned his head and gave her a questioning look, but she was already walking away, and he had to hurry his pace to catch up to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 14:41:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10840042#msg10840042">Quote from: Orochimaru on 29-12-2014, 12:12:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Despite Ginga's calming attempts, he still flinched slightly as she reached up to touch his shoulder, but he tried to not move backwards. Though she was cute and the dress she wore was definitely formal; he had nothing but his work clothes, even if he WANTED to go. He cleared his throat and looked away for a moment and then looked over at the young woman. "Well... umm.... it was nothing... I mean.... the other engineers could have done the same... faster and better even.&nbsp; If... ummm, that was not enough reason not to go. My jumpsuit is all I have, clothes wise..." He stated, besides his obvious being uncomfortable being around people, he was making every possible reason to NOT attend. If he could get away at this point, he would have done so from the start.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga shook her head hearing the excuses the young tech was giving her for not going to the party itself. "Buck up and have some more confidence in yourself. Those other techs weren't there you were. You were the man in the moment with the machine and that's all that matters in the end." she said patting his shoulder. "Now come on the Captain wants all significant people to be in attendance." she said taking him by the hand and leading him down the hallway. "We've even got costume shops to work with so you don't have to worry." she said dragging him into the shop while grabbing the uniform of a British Artillery officer. "Now put that on and we are heading to the party." she said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 22:37:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10840107#msg10840107">Quote from: Major Major on 29-12-2014, 13:20:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Aye then, let's be about it then." he said, striding alongside Misa, a symphony in somber shades of black, with his ribbons resplendent and his medals clinking softly on his chest. He paused at her action when she rounded a corner, and had himself a butchers' as well, wondering what was on her mind. Seeing nothing, he turned his head and gave her a questioning look, but she was already walking away, and he had to hurry his pace to catch up to her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa shook her head as she walked down the hallways of the Musashi. As Prower-Graves caught up with her she noticed his questioning gaze. "I thought I had seen something moving back there along the hallways but it must have been a trick of the light or something." she said to him as they made their way down the gang plank and towards the Belka.&nbsp; The ball was being held in one of the ship's many conference halls. Misa smiled as she slid her cap upon her head so she would look the part of an officer.<br><br>&nbsp;As they entered the place Misa saw that there were many and plenty of well dressed people. She turned back to Prower-Graves. "Well I would say sir you are one of the better dressed men at this party." she said to him as she patted his shoulder. "However if you'll excuse me I see an platter of food that would look much better in my stomach than on than on that plate." she said bidding him farewell as she passed a server with a tray of drinks and grabbed herself one before stopping at the food table to gather some things for herself to eat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 23:13:46</strong>
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				Jeremy's wait for the beautiful Captain Misa Ayase wouldn't be a long one as he would see her, and his Chief Tactical Officer enter the room. She was particularly ease to spot with her bright red coat with gold trim. The tall Cap with Feathers also helped in locating her among the Crowd.&nbsp; Almost immediately, the two parted ways as Misa was making her way to the snack table. Jeremy started to thread his way toward the Musashi's CAG. He was hoping she would be willing to share a dance with him again. Soon, he would rendezvous with her just in front of the Finger sandwiches. "Good Evening, Captain. how are you doing?" He asked Misa 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 21:57:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10840199#msg10840199">Quote from: Sessha on 29-12-2014, 14:41:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga shook her head hearing the excuses the young tech was giving her for not going to the party itself. "Buck up and have some more confidence in yourself. Those other techs weren't there you were. You were the man in the moment with the machine and that's all that matters in the end." she said patting his shoulder. "Now come on the Captain wants all significant people to be in attendance." she said taking him by the hand and leading him down the hallway. "We've even got costume shops to work with so you don't have to worry." she said dragging him into the shop while grabbing the uniform of a British Artillery officer. "Now put that on and we are heading to the party." she said.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>For a moment, Damien raised an eyebrow to her as she shook her head and it stayed that way as she spoke. It was not about confidence, he knew he was not here because of his manners or looks; it was because of the ability he possessed. Not to brag or anything on his end, but then she took his arm and begun to gently pull him away. This caused him to drop the tool he was holding and stumble a bit before straighten up; even trying to subtly pull from her grasp. “Umm, with all due respect, parties are not my thing.” He said, but it seemed she was not really listening as she had ‘dragged’ him to said shop and then she just grabbed something. Wait a second, ‘we’? He blushed slightly. He took the uniform and just put it aside. He took a deep breathe in and exhaled, this was going to be something he NEVER done, besides confronting a woman, more or less opening up about his slightly. “Listen, I am sure you are a lovely lady. I’m just… Through a lot of… events… if you will, I rather just flat out avoid people if I can help it. The captain said it was not mandatory either. D-don’t get me wrong, the captain is nice and I am sure you and the other ladies are very nice, but… um…yeah…” He said as things started to feel awkward. He did however, randomly reach down, take her laced gloved hand in his hand, brought it up and kissed the back of it, before gently letting it go. “So, do not let me keep you from going and having fun.” He then glanced down at the uniform, not something he would like to wear, just didn't seem like him. Then again, he was more afraid of becoming a laughing stock again. Though, the red one he glimpsed at before looked better, but what did he know? These were all classic uniforms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>12-01-2015, 04:42:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Scf-bL_swpU/Ts4e72EYoQI/AAAAAAAACXw/al9PnI8QxgM/s320/yaya-han+hot+sexy+busty+thick+steampunk+cosplay+neo+victorian+era+dress+model+corset+big+huge+breasts+whooty+pawg+black+hair+asian+asia+chinese+female+japanese.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Sarah 'Sally' Thompson had just been assigned to the Musashi. She just had enough time to stow her things in her new quarters, then was expected to attend a ball on the Belka. 'No rest for the wicked," she mused to herself as she step into the party alone. Sally was wearing a steam punk Victorian dress, though it showed a little more then she was usually comfortable with. It was all she could find the last minute to be honest.<br><br>OOC: Pictured Left Sally's Dress<br><br>&nbsp;While Sally was lost in thought she bumped into a fellow party goer. The pilot immediately snaps to attention and apologizes. She looks up to see she has bumped into Lyra Knight, the Navigation Officer of the Musashi! "I'm sorry, I need to watch where I am going. My name is Sarah Thompson, but you can call me Sally. I believe we will be working together. you are Lyra Knight right?" said Sally offering the other woman a hand shake.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>15-01-2015, 05:21:45</strong>
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				Lyra turned about her dark blue dress fanning out behind her as she spun about to face the one who’d bumped into her. She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Don’t worry about it. It’s a party things happen. Anyway yes, I’m Lyra. Nice to meet ya Sally.” She greeted with a smile as she accepted the other girl’s hand to shake before releasing it. The helmswoman gave out the impression that she was very relaxed and that the other woman bumping into her didn’t bother her in the slightest. She was a bit curious about the other girl’s accent though. “Where you from Sally?”&nbsp; She asked deciding just to be blunt about it to settle her curiosity.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>15-01-2015, 22:37:01</strong>
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				"Earth originally, How about yourself Lyra, may I call you Lyra?" asked Sally. Sally's eyes wander over to Amelia and Laura on the dance floor. She grinned amused for a moment then ot a burst of inspiration. Sally turned back to Lyra and said,"Those two seem to be alone out there. Shall we give them some competition?" Yes, Sally just asked Lyra to dance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 07:19:45</strong>
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				“Lyra, is just fine Sally. You don’t have to worry about all those stuffy rules and regulations around me.”&nbsp; She said with a grin.&nbsp; She glanced over to where Sally was looking&nbsp; before turning back and nodding her head. “Dancing not usually but it’s a party and when in Rome as the saying goes.” She said as she offered her hand to the pilot. She was ready to go whenever Sally was.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 20:39:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;Sally takes Lyra's hand and proceeds to the dance floor. She comments on how Laura is smooshed against Amelia's breasts," Don't worry Lyra,I won't subject you to marshmallow hell, unless you are into that." She then gave a small chuckle. When thy reach the dance floor she gives a courtesy and said,"May&nbsp; have his dance?" She then took Lyra into a dancer's embrace and started to dance. After a moment or so Sally says,"You have natural talent at dancing Lyra. Though I wished for something a tad more up beat, You know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 00:45:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10852498#msg10852498">Quote from: Orochimaru on 02-01-2015, 21:57:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">For a moment, Damien raised an eyebrow to her as she shook her head and it stayed that way as she spoke. It was not about confidence, he knew he was not here because of his manners or looks; it was because of the ability he possessed. Not to brag or anything on his end, but then she took his arm and begun to gently pull him away. This caused him to drop the tool he was holding and stumble a bit before straighten up; even trying to subtly pull from her grasp. “Umm, with all due respect, parties are not my thing.” He said, but it seemed she was not really listening as she had ‘dragged’ him to said shop and then she just grabbed something. Wait a second, ‘we’? He blushed slightly. He took the uniform and just put it aside. He took a deep breathe in and exhaled, this was going to be something he NEVER done, besides confronting a woman, more or less opening up about his slightly. “Listen, I am sure you are a lovely lady. I’m just… Through a lot of… events… if you will, I rather just flat out avoid people if I can help it. The captain said it was not mandatory either. D-don’t get me wrong, the captain is nice and I am sure you and the other ladies are very nice, but… um…yeah…” He said as things started to feel awkward. He did however, randomly reach down, take her laced gloved hand in his hand, brought it up and kissed the back of it, before gently letting it go. “So, do not let me keep you from going and having fun.” He then glanced down at the uniform, not something he would like to wear, just didn't seem like him. Then again, he was more afraid of becoming a laughing stock again. Though, the red one he glimpsed at before looked better, but what did he know? These were all classic uniforms.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga sighed knowing this was going to be more difficult than she expected but she was nothing if not equal to the task at hand. "You aren't keeping me waiting on anyone. If anything it will make it all more sweeter for me when I finally see my Amelia." she said hungry look in her eyes when she spoke about the admiral for a moment before turning back to him. "Trust me you'll be fine. You can mingle a bit with some of the others that are there. JD I know is someone you can get along with. He's a fairly easy going person, plus the Captain wants to show off the best IT man on his ship. A fact I can tell you he is quite proud of." she said taking a moment to observe his movements. As she did she noticed his eyes seemed to settle on a red uniform. "Maybe the royal engineers aren't your forte." she said walking over and grabbing the uniform he had been eyeing. "Maybe something in red would suit you better." she said handing him the uniform. "Now into the dressing room with you." she said gently pushing him back in.<br><br>_________________________________________________________<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10841209#msg10841209">Quote from: Mac84 on 29-12-2014, 23:13:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy's wait for the beautiful Captain Misa Ayase wouldn't be a long one as he would see her, and his Chief Tactical Officer enter the room. She was particularly ease to spot with her bright red coat with gold trim. The tall Cap with Feathers also helped in locating her among the Crowd.&nbsp; Almost immediately, the two parted ways as Misa was making her way to the snack table. Jeremy started to thread his way toward the Musashi's CAG. He was hoping she would be willing to share a dance with him again. Soon, he would rendezvous with her just in front of the Finger sandwiches. "Good Evening, Captain. how are you doing?" He asked Misa <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa looked up from where she was at the snack table when Jeremy came over. Though as she looked up there was the fan tail of a cocktail shrimp half in her mouth. "Oh Captain!" she said. Though it came out more like. "Oh Ap'an." Quickly taking a moment she pinched the tail on the shrimp and sucked it down. Taking a few moments to chew and then swallow. "Sorry about that you caught me a bit by surprise." she said to him as she pulled her handkerchief from the breast pocket of her uniform and wiped her mouth. "What brings you over here?" she asked him with a smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 14:42:23</strong>
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				Amelia danced, and twirled with Laura all over the dance floor. It was a marvelous distraction while she waited for her Kitten to arrive. the others looked on with pity as it appeared that Laura has been chosen to entertain the eccentric Admiral until her true prize arrives. Amelia smiled as he through enjoying herself, but she won't be truly enjoying herself until Ginga arrives. <br><br>---------------------------------<br><br>When Misa turned to Jeremy with a bit of shrimp hanging out of her mouth, It took a great deal of willpower for Jeremy not to laugh at the sight. Misa looked funny, and adorable all at the same time. He would give her a moment to finish her shrimp. He returned her smile with a rare one of his own. "Don't be sorry. I should have announced my intentions before I came along side." Jeremy stated, making it sound he like he was maneuvering the Musashi along side another ship. When she asked what he was up too, Jeremy replied honestly. "I came over to see you, and see if you would be interested in a dance." He stated
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 18:24:48</strong>
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				Damien had to give Ginga credit on being positive. Maybe a little over the top for his tastes on the whole anticipation part of seeing this... Amelia. Then again, he did not know the relationship of this two people nor the relationship of anyone on this ship. He never really made it a concern of his to know. Though, what was clear was the desire in the woman's eyes as she seemed to retreat in her own world for the moment, but that lasted for but a moment before she actually looked at him. "It's not that I will be fine, but mingling is not my thing. At best I will be in some corner of the room." Although, he did not respond to JD and the fact of the captain as he did not know if she was referring to him or not; if so, he did not believe he deserved a sort of spot light. He was not doing anything more than his assigned job. Of course, it was this time it was he who was lost in thought when Ginga grabbed a new uniform, gave it to him and pushed him into the nearby dressing room. He stumbled a bit and then the door closed behind him. Trapped... He figured he may as well. He slowly got his pudgy ass out of his jumpsuit uniform and then into the very stuffy uniform. After he was done, he emerged, although begrudgingly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>25-01-2015, 02:37:31</strong>
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				Lyra chuckled softly at Sally’s promise not to treat her like the admiral was treating Laura. “It takes quite a lot to make me worry about anything.” She said with a grin. “Now then let’s get to dancing.” She finished as she took the girl’s hand. She let Sally lead in the dance, as she wasn’t all that used to dancing but she was graceful enough to match the pilot’s steps. “Yeah, I know what you mean. A slow dance is nice and all but some faster wouldn’t be that bad although you’d have to worry about me stepping on your toes.” She said with a soft laugh.<br><br>As Laura and Amelia spun across the dance floor, the new intelligence officer could swear that she could feel her eyeballs rolling around in her head. She wasn’t aware that at the moment she was merely a distraction. Actually at this point the only thing she was worried about was keeping her balance. If the admiral kept spinning her around like this her head was likely to roll off her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-01-2015, 21:50:32</strong>
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				Bob just sat off to the side of the festivities, way at the back, seemingly content just to watch and stay out of the way. He didn't like these sorts of parties, as a rule, and if he hadn't been shanghaied into coming, he'd have been content to just retire to his cabin for the night with an improving book or two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 05:19:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;Sally took the lead and danced with Lyra. She let out a small laugh and said,"I doubt you would step on my toes Lyra, you are not that bad." As the dance continued Sally leaned closer to Lyra. She gave Lyra a spin and then dip, trying to show boat a little. Sally was having a good time herself. It was odd, but she felt like she was warming up to Lyra even though thy just met. Maybe it was the music and this party's theme getting to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 18:32:50</strong>
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				Amelia continued to dance, and twirl the rather dizzy intelligence officer until she got a little too rambunctious, and sent Laura twirling into the crowd, which parted with perfect precision. Laura would continue until she was caught into a pair of slender arms. Arms that belonged the Musashi's Executive Officer, Commander Charlotte Dunois. The Commander was dressed in something that would have had her Father going ballistic. That of a Saloon Dancing girl. She wore a emerald green corset that did things to her body that warranted a medal. Pushing her breasts up, and making them seem very plump, and her waist slender, and giving the illusion that her hips were wider. Then she also wore fishnet stockings into a pair of matching bikini bottoms. Her backside was covered by a frilly dress that left her front exposed. To add to the effect. extravagant Flowers were situated in Char's hair. <br><br>The Commander barely caught the errant gray haired tornado. Almost spilling her punch all over herself. Blessedly, she was able to keep the drink from toppling. "Oh!? Are you alright?" Charle asked the mystery woman in her arms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 20:00:29</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10919997#msg10919997">Quote from: Orochimaru on 24-01-2015, 18:24:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Damien had to give Ginga credit on being positive. Maybe a little over the top for his tastes on the whole anticipation part of seeing this... Amelia. Then again, he did not know the relationship of this two people nor the relationship of anyone on this ship. He never really made it a concern of his to know. Though, what was clear was the desire in the woman's eyes as she seemed to retreat in her own world for the moment, but that lasted for but a moment before she actually looked at him. "It's not that I will be fine, but mingling is not my thing. At best I will be in some corner of the room." Although, he did not respond to JD and the fact of the captain as he did not know if she was referring to him or not; if so, he did not believe he deserved a sort of spot light. He was not doing anything more than his assigned job. Of course, it was this time it was he who was lost in thought when Ginga grabbed a new uniform, gave it to him and pushed him into the nearby dressing room. He stumbled a bit and then the door closed behind him. Trapped... He figured he may as well. He slowly got his pudgy ass out of his jumpsuit uniform and then into the very stuffy uniform. After he was done, he emerged, although begrudgingly.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga sighed as she listened to Damien's response before he took the new uniform and re-entered the changing room. "Damien look you need stop being afraid of your own shadow all the time. I heard about the heckling you got from before in the galley and it wasn't exactly right." she said to him her voice taking on a big sister kind of role,(after all her having been one for twenty plus years). "Trust me you'll be fine at the party. In fact more than likely you won't be the only wallflower there. I suspect that our gunnery chief will be along the walls along with JD and a few others. So you'll have some company that can share your likes. Who knows you might even strike up a conversation with another one of the techs, like Tatenashi-san." she said referring to the cute be-speckled ice blue haired tech who mainly worked as the ship's go-to girl for computer repairs in the forward sections of the ship.<br><br>&nbsp;As he stepped back out Ginga nodded her head. "It looks good on you. Very slimming." she said noting the uniform took away some of the pudge of his belly. "Now then let's get you over the party." she said taking his hand and leading him down the halls of the ship to it's dock and down across the way to the <em>Belka</em>. It didn't take them long to reach the conference area where the party was being held. "Mmm now I'll check up on you a bit later ok, but I think I see my own dance partner about to open up." she purred licking her lips and moving away from him just in time to see Laura transfer hands from Amelia to Charlotte and into hers. She smiled as she came face to face and then suddenly lips to lips with her lover. After a moment to taste her lover's lips and savor them she pulled back. "Mmm hope I haven't kept you too long <em>my</em> admiral." she purred letting Amelia feel her body pressed against her own in that rather flattering black dress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 20:24:09</strong>
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				Damien really did not have a chance to open up to her or rather, explain that it was not just the heckling as she put it. It went further than that, but even if she did not give him much time. Really, she did seem like a wonderful woman and all. This was just all going too fast for him at the moment. As soon as he stepped out, she commented, only to take him by the hand and lead him; though still unwilling, but still caught off guard. Then they entered the party area and he just wanted to retreat again, but he knew full well that Ginga would stop him if he tried. Well, right at this moment anyways and then she spoke of checking on him. Which he looked at her as she spoke. Though, he had to admit, it was hot on how she licked her lips when she spoke of her so-called dance partner. As the young woman left, he looked around, trying to find something that would at least make him somewhat comfortable. Corner, maybe? How about some electronic that needs fixing?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 21:05:44</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10919629#msg10919629">Quote from: Mac84 on 24-01-2015, 14:42:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>When Misa turned to Jeremy with a bit of shrimp hanging out of her mouth, It took a great deal of willpower for Jeremy not to laugh at the sight. Misa looked funny, and adorable all at the same time. He would give her a moment to finish her shrimp. He returned her smile with a rare one of his own. "Don't be sorry. I should have announced my intentions before I came along side." Jeremy stated, making it sound he like he was maneuvering the Musashi along side another ship. When she asked what he was up too, Jeremy replied honestly. "I came over to see you, and see if you would be interested in a dance." He stated<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned back at the Captain as he caught her in a rather compromising position. That being said she had seen him in just as compromising a position when they had for all intents and purposes fucked each others brains out that night long ago. Looking up at him she smiled a bit more when he asked her to dance with him. "Mmm then yes I suppose I shall accept that offer Captain my Captain.' she said to him as she took his hand and led him out onto the dance floor, and away from the spinning and dizzy forms of Amelia and poor Laura. "I pity our poor lieutenant, it seems only Ginga-san is able to keep up with her." she said with a slight chuckle. It was pretty well known by now which team Ginga played for and who was <em>her</em> team captain. "Which speak of the devil. Look who just walked in and is now dancing with <em>her</em> Admiral." Misa said with a giggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 21:34:03</strong>
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				the young sprite was enjoying her exploring of this strange place she woke up at. From the Observation lounge, she moved through the labyrinthine interior of the ship. Her green, and red eyes taking in all the things surrounding her. It was all so new, and exciting, but familiar at the same time. Every once in a while, she had to duck out of the way as large people moved pasted, constantly talking about different things. Either a party here, or a check there. This little game of not getting discovered was rather fun, and she found several little hidey holes that she could crawl into. She would giggle every time she successfully evaded capture, and moved on. The soft pattering of feet, and a fleeting shadow being the only evidence that she was there at all. <br><br>She made her way to the Engine room, and looked up in awe as the massive flywheels spun quickly. Trying to watch each blade spin soon had the young girl dizzy, and stumbling back onto her butt. She let a soft squeak, and a groan as she rubbed the pain away, and shaking a tiny fist at the thing that caused her to get dizzy. She mumbled something intelligible before regaining her footing, and peering down. Seeing that that there was a couple of people below her. she sucked in her breath, and hunkered down to prevent herself from behind seen. She was glad the room was loud, and that is concealed her squeaks to anyone that could hear her. She would look around some more before deciding that it was time to move on.<br><br>Coming out into the hall once more, the girl's stomach grumbled rather loudly, and placed a tiny hand to it. She hadn't eaten so long. How long was it? A couple of days? She didn't realize it, but she had not eaten for almost half a century. In her exploration of this strange building, she had not come across anything like vending machine, or food dispensary. All her meals were always provided for by the people, but she hadn't run across any of them either. She whimpered a bit as she started to wander the corridors of the ship aimlessly. the churning in her stomach simply making her miserable as she wanted something to eat. <br><br>eventually, something caught her nose. Something good. Almost instantly, her mouth started to water as she sniffed the air, trying to find the source of the appetizing smell. However, with how the air ducts of the ship were laid out, it was difficult to zero in on the smell. She steadily grew more, and more aggravated as she stormed off in a random direction. Determined to find the delicious faire that the smell belonged to.<br><br>Before she left, Moira made a nice spread for those that chose to remain since she wouldn't be able to cook for them. There was a myriad of different food laid out for everyone on warming plates. Everything from potatoes au'gratin, meatballs, roasted beef, steamed vegetables, yeast rolls, and smaller table with desserts. It was a feast for any starving child's eyes. However, she would have to get past the few people that loitered around. <br><br>She growled as she looked for an avenue of approach. Spying the tables, IV crawled underneath the tables, and slowly made her way towards the Foot. The smells making her mouth water more, and more. however, she had to be careful. Moving too quickly, or making too much noise, and she was bound to be discovered. If she was discovered, she would probably taken back to that room, and not given any food as punishment. She can't allow that to happen. Eventually, she made it right next to food tables, but there was still people there. She grumbled as she tried to figure out how to get past them. <br><br>Though it would appear that fate was on her side as another large person came in, and called out to them. The others quickly trotted out the room. She didn't see, but it was the nurse, and she saw that the girl was not in her bed. She was calling for the others to help her look for the small girl. <br><br>With the room deserted, The girl crawled out from underneath the Table, and instantly began to load up on the food. Small hands reaching out, and grabbing everything that looked good before darting underneath a table in a corner to feast upon her bounty. The food was so good, IV couldn't remember the last time she had food this good. Normally the food given to her was always carefully monitored, and set to exact specifications so as to not "pollute" The children's bodies. Though, that meant that the food was generally rather tasteless, and boring. This food, oh this food burst in her mouth with flavor. Tears were actually streaming down the sides of her face as she enjoyed the taste of the meat, and vegetables, and she has not made it too the Desert Table, yet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 21:44:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As he stepped back out Ginga nodded her head. "It looks good on you. Very slimming." she said noting the uniform took away some of the pudge of his belly. "Now then let's get you over the party." she said taking his hand and leading him down the halls of the ship to it's dock and down across the way to the Belka. It didn't take them long to reach the conference area where the party was being held. "Mmm now I'll check up on you a bit later ok, but I think I see my own dance partner about to open up." she purred licking her lips and moving away from him just in time to see Laura transfer hands from Amelia to Charlotte and into hers. She smiled as she came face to face and then suddenly lips to lips with her lover. After a moment to taste her lover's lips and savor them she pulled back. "Mmm hope I haven't kept you too long my admiral." she purred letting Amelia feel her body pressed against her own in that rather flattering black dress.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh, such a pity. I was enjoying our dance." Amelia groaned in mock sadness as she saw Laura being caught by another tasty morsel. However, she wouldn't have long to bemoan the fact that her arms were empty, before they were quickly filled again, and the sight that filled them made Amelia's heart flutter. Before she could speak, and make a teasing comment, Amelia's lips were captured by Gingas, and a soft purring could be heard from the admiral as she enveloped the smaller Lt. in her arms. Pressing her large breasts into Ginga. letting her enjoy the marshmallowly sensations that she had been denied for far too long. When Ginga pulled back, and asked if she kept the Admiral waiting, Amelia pulled her right back, and kissed her with intense passion. Amelia's hand exploring every inch of Ginga's body that the Admiral could reach. "You've been naughty kitten. Being away from me for so long. I may never let you go again." Amelia replied to Ginga as she nuzzled her cheek with her own. "I missed you so, Ginga." Amelia whispered so softly that only Ginga could hear. The Admiral still had an Aloof reputation to protect. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-01-2015, 21:58:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10926138#msg10926138">Quote from: Sessha on 26-01-2015, 21:05:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa grinned back at the Captain as he caught her in a rather compromising position. That being said she had seen him in just as compromising a position when they had for all intents and purposes fucked each others brains out that night long ago. Looking up at him she smiled a bit more when he asked her to dance with him. "Mmm then yes I suppose I shall accept that offer Captain my Captain.' she said to him as she took his hand and led him out onto the dance floor, and away from the spinning and dizzy forms of Amelia and poor Laura. "I pity our poor lieutenant, it seems only Ginga-san is able to keep up with her." she said with a slight chuckle. It was pretty well known by now which team Ginga played for and who was <em>her</em> team captain. "Which speak of the devil. Look who just walked in and is now dancing with <em>her</em> Admiral." Misa said with a giggle.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jeremy was elated when Misa accepted his offer to dance. Letting her lead him to the dance floor, his soul good eye enjoying the way her uniform hugged her body. Once they found a suitable spot, Jeremy took her in his arms once more like on that fateful night in the Royal palace a galaxy away. It felt wonderful to have her in his arms once more. A soft serene smile slipped across his features as he felt the beautiful body of Misa press against his own. Slowly they started to dance, and Jeremy felt his cares slipping away. When Misa mentioned their intelligence Officer, Jeremy could only chuckle. "She'll have to meet the admiral sooner, or later. Yes, Ginga is the only one I know that the Admiral hasn't chased off." Jeremy stated before Misa pulled his attention to the fact that Ginga had just arrived with another. He chuckled with her. "Good, hopefully she can keep the Admiral <em>entertained</em> for the night. Though I don't suspect that we'll see her coming back to the Musashi tonight. " Jeremy stated as he turned his attention back to Misa. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>27-01-2015, 09:22:04</strong>
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				Laura’s eyes rolled about in her head as she suddenly stopped moving and she felt something catch her, stopping her spin. Her head was resting on something soft. Wait was she still moving or was it the room that was spinning? She couldn’t tell. Maybe she should just rest here for a while. She looked up at she heard someone ask if she was okay. She tilted her head back, pressing up against the soft things behind her. Wait why were there three blondes moving above her? “Ugh…” She groaned. “I’m okay.” She said as the three blonde faces merged into one and she recognized just who she’d been leaning up against and where her head was laying. She quickly straightened up and almost falling over in the process. Apparently she was still recovering from her dance with the admiral. “XO Dunois. I apologize for running into you. It was an accident.” She said bowing her head and again almost losing her balance and toppling over before standing up straight again.<br><br>Lyra looked at Sally as they continued to dance, moving in time with the music and the pilot’s movements even managing to go along with the spin without causing any kind of trouble “I don’t know. The only time I’m graceful is when I’m flying a ship.” She said with a smile. “It was quite the day at the beach wasn’t it? With plenty of scenery. Catch sight of anything you liked?” She asked with a laugh, keeping the tone light and easy. She was a rather laid back person and she didn’t mind asking questions like any good sights at the beach in the least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 04:35:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;"So you are also a pilot as well Lyra?" Sally asked conversationally. That could explain why they seemed to hit t off so well. She didn't have much time to read up on anyone posted on the Musashi or the Belkan, so she was learning as they go. "I'm sorry Lyra, but I don't know about that. I just got on this ship a few hours ago then came to the ball. If it is any consilation, I see one thing I like now..."explained Sally.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 19:16:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10926271#msg10926271">Quote from: Mac84 on 26-01-2015, 21:44:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh, such a pity. I was enjoying our dance." Amelia groaned in mock sadness as she saw Laura being caught by another tasty morsel. However, she wouldn't have long to bemoan the fact that her arms were empty, before they were quickly filled again, and the sight that filled them made Amelia's heart flutter. Before she could speak, and make a teasing comment, Amelia's lips were captured by Gingas, and a soft purring could be heard from the admiral as she enveloped the smaller Lt. in her arms. Pressing her large breasts into Ginga. letting her enjoy the marshmallowly sensations that she had been denied for far too long. When Ginga pulled back, and asked if she kept the Admiral waiting, Amelia pulled her right back, and kissed her with intense passion. Amelia's hand exploring every inch of Ginga's body that the Admiral could reach. "You've been naughty kitten. Being away from me for so long. I may never let you go again." Amelia replied to Ginga as she nuzzled her cheek with her own. "I missed you so, Ginga." Amelia whispered so softly that only Ginga could hear. The Admiral still had an Aloof reputation to protect.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself moaned into the kiss with Amelia as she held on to her during their embrace and yes she did enjoy the feeling of those generous swells pressed against her own as she let herself melt into that passionate kiss. Her body shuddered at the feeling of her touch on her body. "Mmm but I thought you liked naughty kittens <em>Ad-mir-al</em>." she purred back with mischief in her eyes as she laid her head on Amelia's shoulder. "Mmm but I have missed you so much." she whispered back to her as she gently nipped her earlobe. "Can we go somewhere private and talk?' she asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 20:19:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Commander Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka; Party.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, open<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the one eyed woman slowly start to come around, but she still seemed pretty dizzy. When she groaned that she was okay, Charlotte smiled at her. "That is good to hear." She stated though when the other girl seemed to realize exactly whom she bumped into, Charlotte couldn't help but giggle at the rather frantic failure of a recovery. The giggling caused her breast to jiggle in her corset. "Relax, Lt. this is a party." Charlotte stated before taking Laura's hand. "Come, lets get you some punch to settle down with." She stated. <br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Admiral Amelia Burnside<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, open.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>For a moment, Amelia was silent as she held her kitten. Though Ginga's little quip got a soft chuckle from the Admiral. Her large breast bouncing against Ginga's chest. Though the admission of Ginga missing her made Amelia happy. Amelia nuzzled Ginga some before she felt a nip on her earlobe. A quiver shot up, and down her back, and focused right at her sex. Though when Ginga asked if they could go somewhere private, Amelia shook her head. "No. I want to dance with my Kitten, and show everyone the treasure I have. Arrgg" Amelia explained, doing her best Pirate impression. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 03:58:29</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><br>Laura blushed lightly, embarrassed, as the XO giggled at her. She didn’t fight it though as the other girl grabbed her by the hand and pulled her along. She was too dizzy to resist anyway even if she wanted to and she needed the support if she wanted to walk straight anyway. “Thank you Commander Dunois. I think that’s a good idea.” She mumbled as she stumbled her way towards the punch table with Charlotte. When the pair had managed to make it to the punch time, Laura had steadied a bit and was ready to stand on her own even if she was still a bit woozy. Reaching forward she tried to fill up her cup with punch but most&nbsp; of it just ended up back in the bowl and she only ended up with a quarter of cup which she quickly drank. “Thank you for the help Commander.” She glanced toward the admiral warily watching where she and Ginga danced before turning back the Commander. “Is the admiral always like that, Commander?”&nbsp; She asked.<br><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, open<br><br>Lyra nodded her head when Sally asked her if she was a pilot or not. “Yep, I pilot the biggest ship we have, the big beautiful machine out there, the Musashi.” She said. It seemed like even though she was only put in charge of piloting it a while ago she'd already gotten attached to it. “Be careful what you say Sally or you just might give someone the wrong idea.” She said with a soft chuckle&nbsp; smiling as Sally changed the subject to complimenting her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 17:52:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Commander Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Laura, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte led the rather shaken (Not stirred) Laura though the dense crowd. She ignored the rather obvious stares of approval from Men, and women of her Dance Hall girl outfit. Though Laura was getting her own share of looks for her adorable goth Lolita outfit. Once their, Charlotte pour herself a cup of punch, and gave Laura a moment to get settle before she answered her question. "From what I understand, The Admirals actually acting rather calm than she normally is. I don't know her as I just transferred in short while ago from the European Fleet." She explains.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 19:50:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Sally<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Lyra,Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally smirked at Lyra's response, as a pilot she knows the attachment you can have for your craft. Sally then responded to Lyra,"I would hate to give some one the wrong idea Lyra. Unless that idea lead to fun." The song ended and Sally stopped dancing. She spied Damien all by himself and looking lost. "That poor boy looks more nervous then a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I think I'll ask him o dance and help him out," said Sally then she excuses herself.<br><br>&nbsp;Sally then approaches Damien in the spirit of promoting good internship relations. She says to him bluntly," Hello, I m Sarah Thompson, but Everyone calls me Sally. I see you are by yourself. Would you like to dance?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 20:44:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Damien<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>As Damien looked around as he scanned the room for someplace quiet, but of course he was once again foiled by another woman approaching him. He looked over in the direction her heard the voice coming from and saw a busty, black haired woman in a sexy Victorian styled dress and a gentle looking face. He fixed his glasses as he looked up at her rather attractive face, even though her bust was right there as she was short ish at 5 foot 1 inches, but he did not want to be rude, despite being perverted. "...Damien... My name is Damien Stein..." He said semi meekly, but mostly he was taken aback by her looks. At this point, he was just now nervous at all the new things his time on the ship was throwing at him. Well, he might as well roll with the events. He reached over with his right hand and took her left hand in his. He then proceeded to bring her hand to his lips as he kissed the lace-glove covered back of her hand in a gentleman like manner. "I-it would... be an honor... milady Sarah." He said with a note of a nervous tone, but did his best to keep a tone of confidence in his voice. After he spoke, he gently let go of her slender and soft hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 21:07:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10932364#msg10932364">Quote from: Mac84 on 28-01-2015, 20:19:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Admiral Amelia Burnside<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, open.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>For a moment, Amelia was silent as she held her kitten. Though Ginga's little quip got a soft chuckle from the Admiral. Her large breast bouncing against Ginga's chest. Though the admission of Ginga missing her made Amelia happy. Amelia nuzzled Ginga some before she felt a nip on her earlobe. A quiver shot up, and down her back, and focused right at her sex. Though when Ginga asked if they could go somewhere private, Amelia shook her head. "No. I want to dance with my Kitten, and show everyone the treasure I have. Arrgg" Amelia explained, doing her best Pirate impression.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned when she felt Amelia shiver a the sensation of her nipping her earlobe. However she hadn't exactly expected the admiral to pull her right out onto the dance floor but in retrospective she should have. A light giggle escaped her lips as she made it out onto the dance floor and began to waltz with Amelia. "Mmm you look good tonight Admiral." she said while gently laying her head down once more on Amelia's shoulder and in general just enjoyed the sensation of being near someone she cared about. She even went so far as a purring moan from her lips while doing so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 21:24:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Sally<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally expected a lot of things. But she was not expecting that. This was one of those rare times where he was left speechless and blushing. She then regained her composure and said,"Why aren't you quite the gentleman, Sir Damien?" Sh gave him a coy grin and lead him to the dance floor. When they arrive, Sally lets Damien take the lead in dancing. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 21:37:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10935866#msg10935866">Quote from: Sessha on 29-01-2015, 21:07:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga grinned when she felt Amelia shiver a the sensation of her nipping her earlobe. However she hadn't exactly expected the admiral to pull her right out onto the dance floor but in retrospective she should have. A light giggle escaped her lips as she made it out onto the dance floor and began to waltz with Amelia. "Mmm you look good tonight Admiral." she said while gently laying her head down once more on Amelia's shoulder and in general just enjoyed the sensation of being near someone she cared about. She even went so far as a purring moan from her lips while doing so.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Burnside<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, open<br><br>----------------------------------------<br><br>Amelia smirked when Ginga said she looked good. "Of course I do! I am the sexiest Pirate Queen to ever sail the seas." Amelia teased as they enjoyed their romantic waltz. Feeling Ginga rest her head upon her shoulder, Amelia pulled the young Lt. close to her, letting the Lt. feel just how large Amelia's bust was, and since Amelia was basicaly wearing what was for all intents, and purposes a "Bikini" top, Ginga would have a clear view of Amelia's cleavage. "You look good too, Kitten." Ginga whispered as he enjoyed the purring from her beloved little Kitten. Amelia went from holding Ginga in a Dancer's embrace to simply embracing her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 21:45:25</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien really had no chance to reply back when it was she who took the lead and moved them both onto the dance floor. When they made to the spot Sally wanted to dance, he looked at her once more.Not quite the gentleman, but when faced with a beauty who's blush can put the beauty a red rose to shame." He spoke, complimenting her in a silver tongued fashion, though, he was on auto pilot and was not really thinking of what he was saying, but he did when he realized she wanted him to lead. He never danced before, but had seen plenty to know what to do. Making a slight gulp, he moved closer, put his right arm around her slender waist and gently pulled her body to his and then took her right hand into his left and intertwined his fingers with her and begun the slow sway of the slow dance to the music that was now starting. His gaze was upon her beautiful eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 22:43:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10926310#msg10926310">Quote from: Mac84 on 26-01-2015, 21:58:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jeremy was elated when Misa accepted his offer to dance. Letting her lead him to the dance floor, his soul good eye enjoying the way her uniform hugged her body. Once they found a suitable spot, Jeremy took her in his arms once more like on that fateful night in the Royal palace a galaxy away. It felt wonderful to have her in his arms once more. A soft serene smile slipped across his features as he felt the beautiful body of Misa press against his own. Slowly they started to dance, and Jeremy felt his cares slipping away. When Misa mentioned their intelligence Officer, Jeremy could only chuckle. "She'll have to meet the admiral sooner, or later. Yes, Ginga is the only one I know that the Admiral hasn't chased off." Jeremy stated before Misa pulled his attention to the fact that Ginga had just arrived with another. He chuckled with her. "Good, hopefully she can keep the Admiral <em>entertained</em> for the night. Though I don't suspect that we'll see her coming back to the Musashi tonight. " Jeremy stated as he turned his attention back to Misa.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled at him nodding her head when he mentioned about Ginga being their only the admiral hadn't chased off. "Mmm yes I suppose so.Though I am rather curious. You and the admiral share an interesting relationship. I've always been curious about it. You two seem like best of friends and bitterest of enemies all in one go. I'd like to hear how that got started?" she said to him as they danced on the floor. Misa was being honest with him she really did want to know how all that got started between them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-01-2015, 02:39:40</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Captain Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When Misa mentioned Jeremy's relationship with the Admiral, his brows furrowed a bit. It was an "interesting" Subject to say the least. "It was a Unique experience. I'll say that. I was Amelia's XO when she was the Captain of the Arizona, before she made the rank of Admiral." Jeremy stated as the music shifted to a soft waltz, and he pulled Misa in close to him. "Even back then she was rather rambunctious while I was...by the book. Though I must say, unlike other positions, she never once tried to get into my good graces cause of my Father. Back then, I wanted my father's approval, and respect. So I worked extra hard, and was very "Stiff", her words." He explained as he enjoyed the feeling of Misa's body against his own. "So, to get under my skin, to get me to "relax". She started calling me Commander Cyclops, or simply Cyclops cause of my missing eye. She would also dump porn into my room, or have it broadcasted into my quarters. Course there was that one time in Gibraltar, She decided to see how many oiled up nude girls she could squeeze into my cabin...while&nbsp; i was in there. She got 27." He said with an annoyed sigh. "She was the one that recommended me for my First command, and was the only one to defend me at my Court Martial, which was presided over by my father." he finally stated as a grimace formed over his lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>30-01-2015, 05:48:15</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally smiled sweetly at Damien and says," Don't oversell it." The buxom brunette pressed up against the dashing otaku when he took her waist and started to dance with him. She could tell he never danced before. The gulp kind of gave it away. Sally said, "Don't worry, the song I slow. Just step nice and easy." The pilot continued to couch Damien in hush tones until h got the hang of it. Their eyes met for the dance and Sally returned Damien' deep gaze for a long moment, then pulled away. She looked to her left to see how Lyra was fairing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-01-2015, 06:05:10</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien wanted to talk to her, but his nerves were getting the better of him. Though, he knew the song was slow, otherwise he would not be moving and swaying in time with her. He watched her look away and glanced over at another young woman. A friend of hers, perhaps? "Usually..." He started after letting her gaze at the other woman for a moment. "Usually I can see something once and learn... Visual learner... So.. First time dancing, but I still know how.... as strange as it sounds. Helped me in my engineering classes at least." So far, he did not step on her feet and he called that a success. "Though, if you wish to go and dance with your friend. I would not mind. After all, it is to make the woman before me happy." He said with a gentle smile. He did not know it, but he was relaxing a bit, but was still being himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 02:44:14</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally didn't want to admit she was staring into Damien's lovely eyes and broke gaze due to embarrassment. The pilot responds to his explanation about learning," I tend to learn better by doing. Hands on training and all that." When asked about Laura, Sally responds while dancing,"Actually we just met. I believe we will be seeing&nbsp; lot of each other as I have been assigned to the Musashi as a fighter pilot and she serves there as a helmsman. So for now Damien, I am all yours." The brunette returned his smile then asked a question,"What ship do you serve on by the way?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 08:07:06</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>He had no idea why she averted her gaze then.&nbsp; He never saw/thought himself as attractive and thus never thought about it if it was the case. "Mussashi... as an engineer. So... I mainly repair and fix the technical items like the ships guns and the sort. " Though he made no verbal remark, the fact she stated of the fact she was all his could be taken so many wrong ways.&nbsp; Yet, he still swayed in time with her body as they slowly moved in a circle in place. Though, if he was assigned to fix the pilot's fighter craft, he would probably see more of her, but who knew as his job had him all over the ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 00:44:46</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura’s face paled when she heard that this was actually tame for the admiral. If this was easy for her she wasn't sure she wanted to see her when she was even more active but then again she might not end up with a choice if what she’d seen of the admiral so far was any indication. “I will have to keep that in mind, Commander. I have just transferred in myself. I was not expecting such a boisterous crew.”<br><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, open<br><hr>Lyra was disappointed when Sally ended up leaving her to dance with someone else but she didn’t let it bother her too much. Instead she went over to one of the banquet tables and grabbed some food plus a bit of drink. With food and drink in hand she found an open table to sit back, relax a bit until she found some other fun to keep her occupied for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 01:20:15</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally was enjoying her dance with Damien, the dashing otaku. But then fate stepped in and pissed ll over her parade. There was a loud SNAP sound as the heel of Sally's she broke. The buxom brunette suddenly fell forward chest first on to the engineer she was dancing with! Hopefully he can catch her so they don't end up disheveled on the floor. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 05:45:12</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Deep down, Damien was beginning to enjoy this. Despite the small talk, he took a breath in from his nose and managed to get a whiff of the perfume, soap or whatever beauty/hygiene cosmetic she had used. It was... pleasant to say the least. Then he noticed the warmth of her body from how close they were. He was never close to anyone physically like this and thus all these new things was a bit; overwhelming. That and ass the fact she was a very beautiful woman only added to the nerves. He really had no time to even think of anything perverted. Before anything else could be said, Sally fell forward, but it caught him off guard, but he had enough time to make she he broke her fall. Despite&nbsp; the fact he could have gotten a facefull of her rather generous bust; her bust more or less pressed against his shoulders. He fell with her, but he held her tightly against him as he fell flat on his back, giving his pudgy body something soft to fall on. He hand that was clasped with hers had pulled away and his right arm was now around her shoulders in an protective embrace. A moment after the fall, he spoke. "Are you alright, milady?" His tone was of pure concern for her over her well-being rather than himself as he took the hard floor for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 13:29:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10936821#msg10936821">Quote from: Mac84 on 30-01-2015, 02:39:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Captain Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When Misa mentioned Jeremy's relationship with the Admiral, his brows furrowed a bit. It was an "interesting" Subject to say the least. "It was a Unique experience. I'll say that. I was Amelia's XO when she was the Captain of the Arizona, before she made the rank of Admiral." Jeremy stated as the music shifted to a soft waltz, and he pulled Misa in close to him. "Even back then she was rather rambunctious while I was...by the book. Though I must say, unlike other positions, she never once tried to get into my good graces cause of my Father. Back then, I wanted my father's approval, and respect. So I worked extra hard, and was very "Stiff", her words." He explained as he enjoyed the feeling of Misa's body against his own. "So, to get under my skin, to get me to "relax". She started calling me Commander Cyclops, or simply Cyclops cause of my missing eye. She would also dump porn into my room, or have it broadcasted into my quarters. Course there was that one time in Gibraltar, She decided to see how many oiled up nude girls she could squeeze into my cabin...while&nbsp; i was in there. She got 27." He said with an annoyed sigh. "She was the one that recommended me for my First command, and was the only one to defend me at my Court Martial, which was presided over by my father." he finally stated as a grimace formed over his lips.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa shook her head a bit seeing Jeremy grimace over the fact of what he had had to do during the Alphaen several months back.&nbsp; "Jeremy let me tell you a piece of advice. You made your stand during the crisis several months back and your dad made his. You both rolled the dice. Yours just happen to come up aces and his came up deuces. That's the long and short of it. As full grown adults we don't get to balk or whine about the choices we make. We make our choices and we accept the consequences that come with those choices, be they good or ill. That's part of being an adult." she said being serious and frank with him. Jeremy was a good man so he deserved no less. <br><br>"As for your problems with the Admiral, well to be honest she does have a bit of a point. You are a bit stiff. Though in some certain ways that's not a bad thing." she said with a light giggle. "My point Jeremy is that if you did actually relax she might ACTUALLY back off you a bit. Cause I can tell you if I was&nbsp; a young single male and someone put me in a room with 27 naked oiled women you better believe I'd be making for a play or two." she said with a playful grin. "So loosen-up a bit." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 21:13:05</strong>
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				Jeremy understood what Misa was trying to tell him. That it wasn't his fault, and that was just how the fates decided to play out the final battle of Aphearia. That sulking cause of it was not going to change what happened, and that Jeremy should simply put it behind him, and look to the future. However, that still did not change the fact that Jeremy killed his father in that fight. Even now, Jeremy could see the image of the New Jersey swelling, and erupting into a huge fire ball as the energy from the Musashi's shock cannons struck the ship's engines. Pleading his father to escape before the ship exploded, Promising that the Musashi would pick him, and the others that escaped from the New Jersey up. However what Jeremy remembered most was his father's final words to him. Words that he practically roared at his son right before the fires consumed him immediately before the ship exploded.<br><br><em>Curse you. Curse you to Hell. You were never my son!</em><br><br>That stung deeper than any wound. Jeremy wanted to reconcile with his father, and hoped that someday he would accept him as his son. However that dream, and hope died that day in a sea of stars so very far from home. "I know it was not my fault, and that my father made his decision. However, it still hurts that I had to end his life." Jeremy stated as he kept the beautiful Image of Misa focused. "I appreciate that you're being frank with me, Misa." He stated before he hugged her tightly. He truly valued her opinion.<br><br>Misa would continue, and regard the Jeremy's "Stiffness". Explaining that she would have to agree with Amelia, and that he was in fact a bit stiff, and could stand to loosen up a bit. She even made a joke that if it had her quarters that got raids with so many girls, She would have been trying to bed a couple of them. Jeremy only gave her a chuckle, and a smirk. "None of them were my type, to be honest." He admitted. "Though you're right. I guess I could stand to loosen up a bit." He admitted. "Though I won't apologize about my time under <em>Captain</em> Burnside. If I wasn't strict with her, nothing would have gotten done on board." he stated with a chuckle. Remembering the times he had to drag her out of bed, and chase the naked women from her quarters when they were in port. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 23:41:38</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa could tell the Admiral's final words had left an imprint on Jeremy. She let him hold her close as he talked about his time with the Amelia. She still wanted to let him know things would be ok. She looked up at him. "Well I try." she said before turning somber once more. "Jeremy I know what he said to you, we all heard him say it. I know it hurt you a lot and it hurt a lot afterwards, but you can't let what one person said no matter who they are define your actions and feelings for decades to come. I guess maybe living life on the frontier and being a fighter pilot's given me a different perspective on living life but you can't forever blame yourself no matter what. Your father and please don't bare me any ill-will when say this, but he was a fool. He was a fool to not see the good man you've become. If anything being the man you are is something you could say came from him. It's just you learned to be a better man than him, ironicly from him." she said to Jeremy softly as she caressed his cheek.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 00:07:45</strong>
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				Misa continued as Jeremy, and her Danced. No one around them could hear their conversation, and Jeremy was thankful for that. Right now, he kinda wanted to be Alone with Misa, even if it was only Figuratively. She continued to impart words of wisdom upon him. Using her background on the outer worlds that Earth has colonized after the Gamalis war, and the proliferation of Wave Motion space flight. He winced a bit when She called his father a fool, but it was a truth that Jeremy had to accept. His father was a fool, a fool that was blinded by his devotion to "Order" that made him impossible to see what his son was doing was the right thing. "As much as any one would hate to hear their parent slandered, I can not fight fault with your statement of my father. He was a fool." Jeremy stated. Though as Misa places her hand upon his cheek, Jeremy's good eye slipped halfway closed as he leaned into the warm touch. Misa's hand was so warm, and soft. He remembered back to when she, and he shared each other's embrace after the royal ball. A soft sigh of pleasure slipped from Jeremy's lips as he held Misa tighter. <br><br>Jeremy wouldn't have long to enjoy the touch as his communicator went off. While they may be in a safe location, Jeremy, as well as every other ship captain, always carried their communicators so they were in touch with the ship. reaching into his pocket, he activated the communicator. "This is the Captain." he stated. "Sir, our little guest has woken up, and is wandering the ship." Came a Female voice on the other end. "I see. I'll be right there." Jeremy stated he stated before turning to Misa. He gave her a warm smile before he bowed deeply to her. "Thank you for such a wonderful dance. I must go, but I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening." Jeremy stated. <br><br>Reluctantly, Jeremy released Misa, and went off to search for Moira. He was sure her mothering skills would be very much needed in this situation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 02:05:55</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as it seemed what she said finally sank in as she noticed Jeremy enjoying the touch on his cheek by her hand. However their little moment was not to last for very long as his communicator beeped and he answered it. It seemed their little passenger had awoken and was wandering around the ship. Which meant she had slipped by everyone and was running around the ship. He then excused himself from their shared dance as he was needed back on the ship. She nodded her head with a sigh. "Just when a girl thinks she's got a shot." she said moving off to grab some of the food at the party. However before she could get too far she heard a commotion off to her side. When she turned she saw one of the new techs buried under one of the other newer fresh faced fighter pilots. As she walked over she had to grin. "Nice place to be Warrant Officer Stien." she said extending her hands to them. "Let me help you two up." she said her offer at least genuine.<br><br>_____________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled as she danced and twirled with her admiral as the music was made softer and into a waltz. She gently laid her head on Amelia's shoulder enjoying the sensations of her body against her own. She knew one thing was for certain she had unless something conspired against it Amelia's full attention for the remainder of the evening and personally she liked it that way. "Mmm by the way I never got a chance to tell you but I still have that coat you gave me." she purred into Amelia's ear letting that idea play around in her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 03:09:17</strong>
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				Amelia smiled as the Music slowed to a soft waltz for her, and Ginga to get very close to each other. Slowly they swayed as Amelia let herself go in the warm embrace of her cute little Kitten. As Ginga rested her head upon her Admiral's Shoulder, Amelia stroke Ginga's hair, and nuzzled her cheek softly. Even if a interstellar war broke out right then, Amelia was not going to stop dancing with Ginga. There were some things far more important than war, like a pretty girl in Amelia's arms. When Ginga spoke again, Amelia looked down at her. "oh, is that so? Does it keep you warm, little Kitten?" The Admiral asked before leaning in drawing her tongue around the rim of Ginga's ear before giving it a little nibble. "I'll tell you a secret too, little Kitten. I still have the panties I took from you that night. I keep them with me always. They're my "Good Luck Charm"." Amelia chuckled as her hand slipped own, and pulled Ginga's hips into her own. "I don't think you'll be making it back to Musashi Tonight, Little one." Amelia said with a hungry gleam in her eye. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 04:27:51</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally had noticed Damien changing the fall that she landed on top of him instead of the floor. They were about eye level now. The brunette leaned down and kissed Damien on the cheek and then says,"Thank you for catching me." The pilot kicked off her shoes then got to her feet. "I feel fine, but I think I want to sit for a moment and make sure nothing is sprained,"Sally added.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Sally then makes her way to the table Lyra is at an takes a seat. She turns back to Damien then said,"No need to stop having fun on account of my faulty footwear. Maybe Lyra would dance with you next?" The brunette turn to Lyra and asks,"Won't you dance with him?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 05:19:14</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, Misa, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien was NOT expecting her to kiss him on the cheek or a kiss in general.&nbsp; He just blinked in surprise and all he could mutter out was a "Your welcome..." and nothing more than that, but then he heard Misa and looked over at her as she leaned down to help the two of them up. he let go of Sally, but got up himself. "Thanks, but I am fine." he said to Misa. He then followed Sally to a table just to be sure she was alright first. It was then he realized he was one man surrounded by three women, Sally, Lyra and Misa. It was at that realization he wanted to move to a corner just because the awkwardness. "No, no! I'm fine, dancing with you was enough to make my evening." He said as a matter of factly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 02:55:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10942627#msg10942627">Quote from: Avalon29 on 01-02-2015, 00:44:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Lt Laura<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura’s face paled when she heard that this was actually tame for the admiral. If this was easy for her she wasn't sure she wanted to see her when she was even more active but then again she might not end up with a choice if what she’d seen of the admiral so far was any indication. “I will have to keep that in mind, Commander. I have just transferred in myself. I was not expecting such a boisterous crew.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, open<br><br>-------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte could only laugh at the Lt's reaction to the news that the Admiral was being relaxed this evening. "The Musashi isn't so bad. I've just transferred as well. I like it so far. Captain Black does not see my father when he looks at me, and he pushes me hard to excel. I like that. Everyone else I've served under tried to cushion me to make my father happy. Course, Captain Black was in a similar position." Charlotte explained as she sat down next to Laura. her corset pushing her breasts up, and more in line of sight with the intelligence officer. Charlotte crossing her fishnet stockinged legs making them look so long, and curvy. "Did you know that Captain Black was court Marshaled out of the Navy before!?" Charlotte said with a hint of excitement, "Yeah, and by his own father too! I don't know what happened, but I heard it a huge news when the verdict came down!" She said, craning her neck to make sure that the Captain was around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 06:43:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Captain Hayate Yagami<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Hayate had smiled as Jeremy had turned the speech around on her and thanked her for her aid. She had promptly responded that it had been her pleasure and that she'd do anything to help a friend. She then watched as Amelia had danced with poor Laura causing the girl no end of embarressment. She stayed up on the platform observing her guests as any good host would do. She had all kinds of fun surprises in store for her guests that evening and hoped that they would all be enjoyed.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 20:40:34</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black, Moira MacAndrews<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka----&gt;Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Yagami, Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Moira was overseeing the catering for Hayate. Making sure it was her best cooking like always. It made her very happy to see that everyone was enjoying her food, and punch. "Aye, Good food always makes the party!" She declared as she put her hands on her wide hips, and laughed boisterously. Causing her massive breasts to bounce even while constrained in her costume. She knew that many of the other men at the party were staring at her, and she was enjoying it. Who says that an older more matronly woman couldn't turn some heads. <br><br>"Excuse me Moira." Jeremy stated as he approached her. "Oy, Cap'ain! Enjoying the party?" She asked. "Yes, but It would appear that a mouse has been found in the Galley." He stated. Moira's expression fell. "A mouse!?" She asked with an edge to her voice. As a proud cook, she was very proud of the fact that her kitchen was spotless, and rodent free. However, her anger quickly washed away when she realized that Jeremy wouldn't come to her like this just for something small like that. She then remembered the rumors that were floating around of the young girl that was found in that strange stasis capsule. "A mouse?" She asked. "Yes, one that is thoroughly making a mockery of my crew with her game of Hide, and Seek." Jeremy stated. "I think your motherly nature will help in this situation, and after we find her." Jeremy explained. "Oh alright. Let's go." Moira stated with a giggle.<br><br>Before he would leave, Jeremy would approach Hayate. It was only polite to let the hostess know that you were leaving, and that you had a good time. "I regret to let you know that I have to go, Captain Yagami. It would appear our little guest has woken up, and is leading my crew on a merry game of Hide, and Seek." Jeremy explained before he did something he didn't think he would do. He bowed to Yagami, and took her hand to kiss it gently. "I had a wonderful evening." He stated. <br><br>Moira's eyebrow arched at this display, and smirk. "Hmmm, it would appear that Captain Black would like to add you to his Harem." She teased. Causing Jeremy's cheeks to darken. "Oh, i don't know how Misa would react to it. Me, I'm all for some new blood between the sheets. Though I don't know if the bed in your Quarters are big enough to handle all four of us." She giggled with a smirk that said she really enjoyed putting Jeremy on the spot.&nbsp; <br><br>Jeremy stood up, and let out a soft cough to clear his throat. "Well, It does not have to be my room, Miss MacAndrews." He stated. "There is always the VIP Suites. They have not been converted over, and I do recall they had California King Beds in them." He replied. Moira's eyes grew wide. Was Jeremy serious!? He had his normal tone so it was very hard to tell if he was actually joking, or telling the truth.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:15:21</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Damian as he seemed to be the only one to notice her offer of assistance so she turned and headed off a bit annoyed. As she walked off she noted Rob standing over near one of the tables being his usual stoic self so she decided that was a good place for the stags to go. She offered him a smile as she leaned back against the wall itself. "So I take it you have been over there whole time eh?" she said to him as she reached up and snagged two glasses of whiskey being served on a trey for the guests. "Care to share?" she said offering him the other glass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:20:00</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura just nodded her head when Charl talked about what had happened to the Captain. “Yes, I heard about the incident from my father as well. I did not agree with the decision when I heard about it but that is in the past is it not? And I do not believe the captain would appreciate us talking about his family situation like this. A party is supposed to be for talking about more pleasurable things isn’t it?” She asked still not all that clear on what one was supposed to do at a party like this and she did not feel comfortable discussing things like the captain’s family behind his back.<br><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, Damien<br><hr><br>Lyra looked up from her spot at the table as Sally joined her with the engineer in tow. She raised an eyebrow at the request to go and dance with the mechanic. “I suppose I can. He looks like he could deal with a bit of loosening up.” Getting up from her spot at the table she took him by the hand and pulled him back onto the dance floor. IT seemed like any plan by Damien to escape had been foiled again. This time she took the lead rather than letting her partner do so.&nbsp; “I don’t think I’ve gotten your name yet. You’re one of the engineers aren’t you?” She asked as she danced with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:39:03</strong>
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				Name: Robert Prower-Graves<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><br>"...Thank you." he said, giving her a slight smile as he took the glass- that being said, the smile looked uncomfortable on his usually dour face. "Aye, I have been. Call me a dull person if you so wish, but I'm not one for parties like this." he said. "I sort of figured that out after I passed basic in the EDF." he sighed, and looked into the depths of his glass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 03:05:11</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, Misa, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Like Robert, he did not like parties and rather avoid it and yet again, his getting away or at least getting to a corner so he can get away from people. Of course, now he was being pulled from one woman to another. Now he was being pulled back onto the dance floor by a golden brown haired young woman. Unlike Sally though, she seemed to take the lead on getting them into the dancing position and groove. Of course, he had no choice but to go along with it and once again he did his best to look into the woman's eyes. "...Damien Stein. Engineer and Technician Specialist." He said, giving her his name. "Umm, could you... grace me with... yours?" He managed to get out, trying to be as polite as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 10:50:25</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she listened to the tale spun by the Prower-Graves about him and parties. "Ah. I see. Then I guess you'd be better at home with a drinking buddy or in a small group of your peers eh?" she said to him as she looked over to see his face staring down into his drink a look on his face. She reached over and patted his shoulder. "I can understand your point of view. I'm not much one for parties either, but hell I've been after a fashion stood up tonight." she said taking another belt from the glass. With a sigh she set the glass down. "Come on Lieutenant, let's at least dance a bit.' she said gently taking his hand and leading him to the dance floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 11:05:13</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><br>Robert's attempts at demurring politely were about as effective as a glass hammer, so all he could do was follow along after her onto the dance floor. "Uhm.... so... what is the modern style of dancing, anyway?" he asked, looking rather sheepish and embarrassed about admitting it. "I haven't danced in a very long time." he confessed to her, as he stood rather stiffly on the dance-floor, not doing much more than bobbing up and down on the spot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 04:22:21</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa sighed a bit when she watched Prower-Graves show his shy side. "Relax Lieutenant. It's not any of the most recent things so don't worry. It's your basic slow dance itself." she said taking his hand in hers as she slowly began to move with the rhythm of the music being played. "Now I know that you a good British man like yourself can do a waltz or even a slow dance now can he?" she said to him with a smile on her face. Misa was liking and enjoying the evening even if the man himself was a bit not confident in his own dancing skills.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 07:41:36</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally sat at the table and sipped some punch. She noted that Damien had a silver tongue for a shy engineer. The pilot wondered if that was all an act. She watched Lyra and Damien head to the dance floor and noted Lyra took the lead. At a girl Sally's gaze then wandered the room taking in all the faces and decorations. The brunette smiled absently to herself. It seems her tour on the Musashi would be interesting one t least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>08-02-2015, 09:10:50</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob then sighed as he looked at her for a minute. "All right, please yourself." he said. "But don't blame me if it goes south in a tearing hurry." he then warned her, as he took her hands, and began to dance. Immediately one thing was abundantly clear; he was a <em>terrible</em> dancer, and looked like he would trip and fall over with every other step that he took.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>09-02-2015, 06:09:04</strong>
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				Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, Damien<br><hr><br>Lyra met the mechanics gaze with her own as they danced across the dance floor. She nodded her head in response when Damien gave her his name and asked for his. “I’m Lyra. I’m the helmswoman of the Musashi so you better keep her in tip top condition .If there’s even the slightest thing wrong with her I’ll notice and then I’ll be coming after you.” Lyra said pleasantly with a soft laugh. She really did mean it though if it was even a thousandth of a second off pace she would notice. It was part of a pilot’s job know her ship inside and out after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>09-02-2015, 08:05:11</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Damien had gotten a cold chill down his spine as Lyra said what she did in such a casual and cheerful tone. It made him just want to sink away from the dance and just get the hell outta dodge and back to his work. He made a slight gulp before speaking. “I’m… not part of the engine crew… Just… minor electrical systems and such. Nothing big… Well… I repaired and enhanced a few of the AA guns as I was told to look over them, but nothing more.” He gave a nervous face with a smile. There was just so much nope going on right now, but despite his nerves, he was still able to dance without missing a beat, surprisingly. Though, he neglected to mention that it was his other duty was to get that pod off the derelict ship with the woman still inside of it alive; which succeeded, but he was not one to brag. For that, orders were orders and apparently someone trusted him, a warrant officer enough to do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 17:49:06</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10950490#msg10950490">Quote from: Mac84 on 03-02-2015, 20:40:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black, Moira MacAndrews<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka----&gt;Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Yagami, Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Moira was overseeing the catering for Hayate. Making sure it was her best cooking like always. It made her very happy to see that everyone was enjoying her food, and punch. "Aye, Good food always makes the party!" She declared as she put her hands on her wide hips, and laughed boisterously. Causing her massive breasts to bounce even while constrained in her costume. She knew that many of the other men at the party were staring at her, and she was enjoying it. Who says that an older more matronly woman couldn't turn some heads. <br><br>"Excuse me Moira." Jeremy stated as he approached her. "Oy, Captain! Enjoying the party?" She asked. "Yes, but It would appear that a mouse has been found in the Galley." He stated. Moira's expression fell. "A mouse!?" She asked with an edge to her voice. As a proud cook, she was very proud of the fact that her kitchen was spotless, and rodent free. However, her anger quickly washed away when she realized that Jeremy wouldn't come to her like this just for something small like that. She then remembered the rumors that were floating around of the young girl that was found in that strange stasis capsule. "A mouse?" She asked. "Yes, one that is thoroughly making a mockery of my crew with her game of Hide, and Seek." Jeremy stated. "I think your motherly nature will help in this situation, and after we find her." Jeremy explained. "Oh alright. Let's go." Moira stated with a giggle.<br><br>Before he would leave, Jeremy would approach Hayate. It was only polite to let the hostess know that you were leaving, and that you had a good time. "I regret to let you know that I have to go, Captain Yagami. It would appear our little guest has woken up, and is leading my crew on a merry game of Hide, and Seek." Jeremy explained before he did something he didn't think he would do. He bowed to Yagami, and took her hand to kiss it gently. "I had a wonderful evening." He stated. <br><br>Moira's eyebrow arched at this display, and smirk. "Hmmm, it would appear that Captain Black would like to add you to his Harem." She teased. Causing Jeremy's cheeks to darken. "Oh, i don't know how Misa would react to it. Me, I'm all for some new blood between the sheets. Though I don't know if the bed in your Quarters are big enough to handle all four of us." She giggled with a smirk that said she really enjoyed putting Jeremy on the spot.&nbsp; <br><br>Jeremy stood up, and let out a soft cough to clear his throat. "Well, It does not have to be my room, Miss MacAndrews." He stated. "There is always the VIP Suites. They have not been converted over, and I do recall they had California King Beds in them." He replied. Moira's eyes grew wide. Was Jeremy serious!? He had his normal tone so it was very hard to tell if he was actually joking, or telling the truth. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka recreation room #3 (a large room used exclusively for large events like this)<br>Tagged: Jeremy, Moira<br><hr><br>Hayate chuckled as she listened to the banter between the captain of the Musashi and his cook. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed the party and it truly is a shame that you must go but I understand that it is an important matter that you are off to attend to so I'm not going to hold it against you." She then smiled at him with a slightly mischievous expression on her face as she added "However if he truly wishes to make me a part of his harem then he'll be getting my first officer Signum as well......though I don't think she'll take it nearly as well as I do" she then leaned forward to kiss his cheek before adding "And I'm not terribly picky about locations as long as it's fun" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 20:29:09</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka ------&gt; Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hayate, Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy was thankful that Hayate was very understanding of the situation, and was willing for forgive his early departure of the party. Though Hayate's response was along the lines he expected, but no less causing him to blush. Moira burst out laughing. "See there, Captain!? Two for one! I've been eyeing that stoic little red head. I bet she is lightening between the sheets." Moira joked. Though for the Captain, his mind was else where as he felt a pair of velvety soft lips upon he cheek. A slightly perverted smirk on his lips as Hayate in formed him that it was not necessarily the location, so long as it was fun. "Good night, Captain Yagami." Jeremy stated as he tried to put the mask of a stalwart Battleship captain on again before he left. <br><br>Walking over the musashi, Moira was smiling, and humming as if she achieved a great victory, but decided not to say anything. Reaching the ship, Jeremy returned to his quarters, and put on his uniform before finding the Officer on Duty. "Where is she?" He demanded to known. "Unknown sir. She vanished it seemed." The OOD explained as he Saluted. Jeremy sighed, and was thinking of how to find her. It wasn't like she could go any where. He just hoped to find her before she could get into something that would hurt her. Luckily the search wouldn't go for much longer before a page through the ship rang out.<br><br><em>Captain Black, please come to the Galley. Captain Black please come to the galley.</em><br><br>It was Moira's voice. Jeremy sighed as he started to make his way through the ship. As he approached the Galley, his presence wasn't noticed at first as everyone's attention was on something in the room. Though when someone did notice, that changed. "Captain on deck!" Came the call, but it was whispered. Slowly everyone came to attention as a path opened before Jeremy to enter the Galley. He strode in with a purposeful gait, and came up to Moira whom was kneeling by a table. The table cloth hanging down. "you needed to see me?" He asked. <br><br>"Shhh. I found our missing mouse." Moria whispered as she raised the table cloth, and the most heart warming image imaginable was seen. There, curled up asleep was the young girl. A slightly distended belly, and a very content smile upon her lips being evidence that she ate her fill of Moira's cooking. She was snuggling up to a loaf of french bread like it was a teddy bear. Even Jeremy had to admit she looked very adorable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 21:28:59</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10951235#msg10951235">Quote from: Avalon29 on 04-02-2015, 01:20:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Lt Laura<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura just nodded her head when Charl talked about what had happened to the Captain. “Yes, I heard about the incident from my father as well. I did not agree with the decision when I heard about it but that is in the past is it not? And I do not believe the captain would appreciate us talking about his family situation like this. A party is supposed to be for talking about more pleasurable things isn’t it?” She asked still not all that clear on what one was supposed to do at a party like this and she did not feel comfortable discussing things like the captain’s family behind his back.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lt. Laura, open<br><br>---------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte, to her credit, was ashamed as Laura scolded her about gossiping about superior officers, and how the party was for more pleasurable things. "Sorry, I was just so surprised that that Captain Black would be my captain. I like him. He doesn't treat me like my father's daughter. He works me hard. It is actually challenging." She explained as she leaned back once more, nearly causing her breasts to fly out of her tight corset. "Oops! Can't have the twins make an appearance. I think it would liven up the party too much." Charlotte stated with a chuckle
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 01:14:24</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Laura,Charlotte, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally flanks Laura now. She smiles at the mention of "the twins" flying loose. "Aye, I believe that be too much excitement for this party. I name Ensign Sarah Thompson of the Musashi. A pleasure to meet both of you. You can just call me Sally," she says intruding on the conversation. Poor Laura would be in the middle of a boob sandwich.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 02:59:01</strong>
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				Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Damien<br>“My apologies Damien. I get protective of the ships I fly. Surely you feel the same about any machines and devices you fix?” She said kindly. She had not meant to scare the boy but at this point she considered the ship hers and she was protective of it. “Now, then how’s your work on the ship gone so far?” She asked trying to get him to open up a little and talk about his work instead of worrying about her or being nervous. She sighed, she hoped she hadn’t scared him too much but it was what it was.<br><br><hr><br>Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, Sally<br><br>“There is no reason to apologize Commander Dunois. I’m sure I just overstepped my boundaries. I am not used to interacting with others off duties or going to parties like this one. She said with a slight bow of her head. When a moment later Charlotte made the comment about the twins, the Lt. blushed. Before she could make another comment they were joined by Sally. Turning around to face the Ensign. “Lieutenant Laura Bernat, pleased to meet you Ensign Thompson.” Laura greeted.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 03:16:46</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It was too late on that note as Lyra had scared him alright and her being so cheery about it only made it worse. Though, at her first question, he remained quiet. He really did not know how to respond to that honestly. He took another moment of silence at her second question. "Fine..." Was all he answered. "Even though the mission to retrieve the capsule containing the woman on the ship got me nervous..." It was then he remembered that the Captain wanted to see him for some reason, apparently because of that mission, but... it would be impolite to blow off a lady; no matter how scary she was and despite thing, he still kept dancing perfectly with the woman. "I just... do what I am told to do and fix it, milady or in the mission case, take apart without killing. Nothing more and nothing less." he added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-02-2015, 04:02:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sally, Laura, open<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte gave Laura a smile, and thought the blush on her cheeks was adorable. Though when another woman spoke up, Charlotte looked over, and saw a very nicely endowed woman on the opposite side of Laura. Charlotte chuckled at her comment about how it would add too much excitement to the party. "yes, I do believe it would. It is is a pleasure to meet you, Ensign Sally Thompson." Charlotte stated, leaning over to shake the Ensign's hand, and pressing her breasts right into the side of Laura's shoulder, and also inadvertantly pushing the smaller girl into Sally's breasts. "I'm Commander Charlotte Dunois, Executive Officer of the Musashi." She introduced herself warmly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>14-02-2015, 00:53:54</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Laura,Charlotte, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally takes Commander Charlotte Dunois's hand and gives it a hand shake. She stepped toward her and leaned forward a little to reach the hand comfortably. Obliviously Sally was subjecting Laura to marshmallow hell along with Charlotte. Sally then said,"A pleasure to meet you as well I am sure. Um, were you not talking with someone when I first came over?" Sally looked around puzzled. She then looked down to see Laura being squished. Sally blushes profusely and takes a step back. "I am terribly sorry about that!" she said with an apology.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 08:47:56</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, Sally<br><br>Laura only turned a brighter shade of red as Charlotte stepped in close with her breasts pushing up against her shoulder. If that wasn’t enough the poor intelligence office soon found herself being squished by Sally’s breasts as well when the pilot reached over to shake Charlotte’s hand. The German officer found herself smooshed in between the two girls’ breasts. All she could see were twin mountains no matter where she looked around her. When Sally finally stepped back Laura’s red was completely red and the girl was having trouble even forming intelligible sentences. For the second time that night the poor girl was short circuiting. It seemed like luck wasn’t in Laura’s corner tonight. “I-t’s fine, Miss Thompson.” I-I’m just gonna sit down for a bit.” She muttered as she tried to recover her wits by taking a break and sitting in a nearby chair.<br><br><hr><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Damien<br><br>Lyra nodded her head as Damien told her about how he just did what he was told.&nbsp; It seemed like her plan of getting him to talk about something he was passionate about had failed. She wasn’t the type to keep someone around who wasn’t interested in her against their will so when the song ended she bowed her head politely. “Well then I think that’s enough dancing don’t you? You seem to have other things on your mind so I’ll let you go.” She said as she stepped away from the pilot and went off to go find some food as well as someone who she could hang out with for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 09:05:29</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Lyra, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien just raised an eyebrow when she talked about that was enough dancing as the song was not over yet. To be fair, he was being bounced from person to person and for someone who was not used to being in an area of people for social reasons; it was daunting, even for a subject he liked. As she stepped away, he reached out and grabbed Lyra's hand gently and pulled her back. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it. "You have me wrong, Lady Lyra... It's not that I have something in mind... Just.... " He frowned. "Never mind." he said as he smiled. "Thank you for the company at least and it was a pleasure to dance with you." He said in a light and pleasant tone of voice as he did his best to be polite. He let go of her hand to let her be on her way. He then moved off the dance floor and looked for and soon found a corner area to go to. He went over to the lonely area and sat down in one of the chair, closed his eyes and tried to mellow out a bit. Beyond the social anxiety, he did not mind and rather enjoyed his time with the two girls, Sally and Lyra and seeing Misa again was nice. Sure, he did not know any of them, but they were all attractive once he actually had time to think without any of his nerves kicking in. Though, out of them, he had to admit that Sally had the more attractive attire on and that set off a bit of a flushed look on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-02-2015, 19:56:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Sally, open.<br><br>-------------------------------------------<br><br>When Charlotte realized what was happening, Laura looked like she was on the verge of collapse. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" She stated, flustered at what she unintentionally did. "Sally, can you look after her. I'll get us something to drink!" Charlotte stated a she quickly made her way through the crowd. Giving Sally a moment with the one eyed Intelligence officer. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-02-2015, 21:47:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10963685#msg10963685">Quote from: Major Major on 08-02-2015, 09:10:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob then sighed as he looked at her for a minute. "All right, please yourself." he said. "But don't blame me if it goes south in a tearing hurry." he then warned her, as he took her hands, and began to dance. Immediately one thing was abundantly clear; he was a <em>terrible</em> dancer, and looked like he would trip and fall over with every other step that he took.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br><br>&nbsp;Misa herself was actually a bit shocked by how much trouble he was having with just a slow dance. "Alright let's stop for a second." she said to him while offering him a soft smile. "The key to being a good dancer is repetition. You would be quite surprised how simple dancing really is." she said to she took the lead once more. "As a gunner you know the hand eye coordination is key to hitting the target each time. So it is with your legs. It also helps if you let your body move with the music. The beat of the song tells how slow or fast you need to be moving." she said biting back a wince of pain as he stepped on foot once more. "Ok let's start with basics them. Slow dancing is a simple matter of four steps. One back. One forward and two to side." she said as an idea came to mind. "Lieutenant we are both in the military so I'm going to do a cadence count. You follow the cadence count got it?" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>22-02-2015, 03:30:28</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Robert actually looked a bit offended at her asking if he could do cadence. "I'm not someone who's just fallen off the back of the track taking him to basic, you know." he said huffily, as nonetheless began to wave his hands and mumble, "Back, forward, two to the side; back, forward, two to the side"; it looked vaguely silly, but it was also clear he was making an effort to learn it, right there and then.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>22-02-2015, 07:15:07</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Laura, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally nodded to Charlotte and says,"Yes, Ma'am." The busty pilot then sits at the same table as Laura to 'look after her." Between falling on Damien and now this, Sally thinks she is the one that needs looking after. "So Laura, how is serving on the Musashi? Do you like it?" Sally finally asked to break the silence.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-02-2015, 10:56:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11003593#msg11003593">Quote from: Major Major on 22-02-2015, 03:30:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Robert actually looked a bit offended at her asking if he could do cadence. "I'm not someone who's just fallen off the back of the track taking him to basic, you know." he said huffily, as nonetheless began to wave his hands and mumble, "Back, forward, two to the side; back, forward, two to the side"; it looked vaguely silly, but it was also clear he was making an effort to learn it, right there and then.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa could see that in a way she had offended him with her comment about his ability to count cadence. "Right. Sorry about that. I was trying to be a bit rhetorical about since I knew you could. Guess that came out wrong." she said trying to smooth things over with him as they began to move into the motions themselves. He sounded a bit off as he said the words but she could tell he was actually giving it a good try. She slowly adjusted her steps to meet his. While he was clumsy at it he at least wasn't stepping over her toes anymore so that was an improvement. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>23-02-2015, 08:39:40</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Slowly, mercifully, Bob's dancing began to improve the more that he danced with her; he'd never be Fred Astaire, that much was obvious, but at least he wouldn't end up constantly and accidentally crushing his dance partners' feet now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 03:15:20</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled as she watched the fact that Robert was getting better at dancing. He wasn't stepping on her toes anymore and he was becoming at least a passible dancer now. Being a good wasn't exactly a requirement for getting the attentions of one's chosen sexuality, but in certain situations it certainly helped break the ice. It had also not been a requirement of the military since the days of the privileged elite of society more than three hundred years ago. "Now tell me was that really all that bad?" she asked him as the song itself came to an end.<br><br>_____________________________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Amelia<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga shivered a bit as Amelia pulled her closer and leaned into her ear whispering that she herself still had the panties she had given her more than six months ago. Not only that but she considered it her lucky charm. Then had come the whisperings of how she would not be making it back to the Musashi tonight. A thought that almost had the young lieutenant moist right there on the dance floor. As the music ended Ginga looked up at Amelia fire in her eyes. "Mmm why don't we leave early and enjoy the "night life" by ourselves <em>my Amelia</em>?" she purred into her ear as she reached around and gently groped the admiral's rear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 16:46:26</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Burnside<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Amelia had a hungry feline smile upon her lips as she could feel Ginga's body pressed against hers. With her costume, There was a lot of skin for Ginga to feel, and enjoy as the buxom Pirate Queen eyed her prize greedily. Feeling Ginga's hand upon her own ass caused Amelia's smile to become almost feral. "Yes, I think that is excellent council, my little <em>Kit-Ten</em>." Amelia purred as she nibbled on Ginga's ear before taking her hand to lead her out of the Room. She only stopped long enough to give Hayate a friendly good bye, and a wink before leading her Kitten off the Belka. As she did, Amelia put extra sway in her hips, placing each foot directly in front of the other. Knowing exactly what it did to her legs, and butt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 10:25:21</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, open<br><br>Laura looked over at Sally as the busty pilot as she asked about her station on the Musashi. “It is an interesting crew but I cannot say whether I like it or dislike it as I’ve not been here long, Miss Thompson.” She said simply as she tried to recover from the early incident. She took a deep breath and looked around the room, watching the dancers moving across the floor while she waited for Charlotte to return with drinks.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 15:55:42</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Laura, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;"I fear Charlotte is not coming back," Sally commented. She then nodded to Laura's response on the crew. Sally then blushed a little and coyly asked," hat about Damien in engineering...is he seeing anyone? A sweet heart back home perhaps?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>19-03-2015, 22:43:25</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob considered what Misa said, and then waved his hand slightly. "Well, I suppose not." he acquiesced after a moment. "Sure, I'm not going to win any talent shows with it, but it's better than nothing, isn't it?" he remarked to her with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>22-03-2015, 21:00:51</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Sally, open<br><hr><br>Laura looked at the crewman indicated by Miss Thompson and thought it over. “My personnel files say that he’s a loner that prefers to lose himself in his work but I do not know one way or the other. Personal information like that isn’t in them however.” She said simply with a sigh.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 01:05:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmder Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka; Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Sally.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Laura eventually made it back with three cups of punch. "here you two go." She stated as she handed one to each of the girls. "Phew, there was quite a line for the Punch here. I don't know if someone spiked it or what." She giggled as she had to readjust her corset. It would appear that her twins were bound, and determined to make an appearance regardless of what Charlotte's personal feelings were on the subject. "They're so pesky." Charlotte stated, apparently she was a bit tipsy as it was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 05:50:41</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: open<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien remained sitting as he rested and sorted through his thoughts. Still, he cannot say being social was not fun, but being pushed into it only made it more awkward for him. Well, at the very least he did get to dance with women he would normally have never dared or have the backbone to ask... Hell, even to talk too, but he did at least enjoy the short time so far. He did not have anyone to go home too, nor did he have a lover. Even so, the experience itself he gained here was invaluable and thinking about it did put a smile on his face. He slowly stood up and gazed over at the people on the dance floor. "Thank you, Lady Ginga." He murmured with a smile. At least no one was around to here. He then turned and begun to walk, fallowing the wall...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 21:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11082933#msg11082933">Quote from: Major Major on 19-03-2015, 22:43:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Bob<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob considered what Misa said, and then waved his hand slightly. "Well, I suppose not." he acquiesced after a moment. "Sure, I'm not going to win any talent shows with it, but it's better than nothing, isn't it?" he remarked to her with a slight shrug of his shoulders.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head when Robert seemed to accept that he wasn't as bad a dancer as he seemed to be. "See now that's the spirit Lieutenant." she said to him with a smile as she patted his shoulder. "Now since it will make your life a bit simpler why don't you and I vacate this place. I managed to swindle a tumbler of bourdon from one of the Belka's crew in a game of cards earlier today. Poor sap thought he could out bluff me in a hand of poker." she said with a grin on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 21:58:26</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Laura, Charlotte, Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Ensign Tompson nodded to Lt. Bernat. "I suppose personal information like that shouldn't be in official files," she responded. Sally was a tad surprised Charlotte made it back. She took a glass of punch then sipped it. "I believe this punch has been spiked," she announced after a sip. On the mention of pesky twins Sally gave a nod in agreement and said,"Aye, they can be a bother at times. But our problem is a luxury many women would like to have." She to was feeling a tad tipsy. <br><br>&nbsp;The brunette spotted Damien walking along the the wall. "Maybe I could talk him into inventing some sort of support for my luxury. He is the engineering sort. Excuse me ladies," said Sally to the other women.&nbsp; She felt brave with drink in hand, and strode up to Damien. "Hello again Damien," The brunette said greeting him. She was unsure how to ask a guy to build her a better bra, despite what she said earlier and waited or him to say something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 23:13:38</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien did not expect anyone to approach him and thus, he was just lost in his own mind once more. Thus, he jumped when Sally's beautiful voice hit his ears. He stood up straight and turned to see Sally as she stood before him once more, a glass in hand. After a moment of the surprise wore off, he silently cleared his throat. "Hello again, lady Sarah. To what do I owe the pleasure of being in your radiant beauty?" Even he had to admit that he may have gone a bit over the top in his words, but he did not think a simple hello again would suffice and that was the first thing that came to his mind. "Oh, did you find a replacement for your heels?" He asked as in that moment he recalled one of her high heel snapping and it seemed to be the best conversation starter he could think of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 00:01:23</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: <em>Belka</em>, Party<br>Tagging:Misa<br><hr><br>Robert considered what she said, and felt better now. And then she revealed that she'd won a bottle off of some poor sap on the <em>Belka</em> and was offering to share a glass or two with him. He considered that for a moment or so, and then nodded. "Sounds good to me." he said. "I think I've spent enough time here so as to not be considered rude to the others." he reasoned, as he offered her his arm, like a gentleman should.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 05:45:00</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Ensign Sarah Thompson blushed and took another sip&nbsp; of her punch drink. "Actually no, I did not. I am in stocking feet. I hate to take you way from the party. But could you take me to the work shop? There is supposed to be a glue that could instantly fix my broken heel. Yet I do not know my way around the ship," said Sally. he figured they could talk more along the way. Hopefully he would ask her out to dinner or something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 07:50:05</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien raised an eyebrow. Well, there was glue, but the workshop was back on the Mussashi, not at this place. Well, not that he knew of at least. "While glue would probably be a good idea... in teory, I would not trust it. Not on the heels you were wearing. I mean, I personally would not want you to hurt yourself as you fell or sprained your ankle. I do not want that, personally. Though, we could go to the costume rental or whatever the place Lady Ginga dragged me and see if we can get you a new pair." He then paused. "Though, I do not suppose you know were we can get a map to find out where we go?" He spoke, seemingly less nervous than he obviously was before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 14:08:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11099121#msg11099121">Quote from: Major Major on 25-03-2015, 00:01:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Bob<br>Location: <em>Belka</em>, Party<br>Tagging:Misa<br><hr><br>Robert considered what she said, and felt better now. And then she revealed that she'd won a bottle off of some poor sap on the <em>Belka</em> and was offering to share a glass or two with him. He considered that for a moment or so, and then nodded. "Sounds good to me." he said. "I think I've spent enough time here so as to not be considered rude to the others." he reasoned, as he offered her his arm, like a gentleman should.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa could see that Robert was feeling a little better after what she had told him about his dancing and that made things better for her. He then accepted her offer to share a glass or two of the bourbon she had gotten from the poor sap on the <em>Belka</em> before offering her his arm like a proper English gentleman of good stock. "Mmm thank you and yes I can agree very much with you as well. I think I have been here long enough and as it seems I was stood up after a fashion I think a drink shared with my good buddy is just what the doctor ordered. So what say you and me head out to the pier, cast a line and share that glass. Sound like a plan?" she asked him with a grin as they walked out of the ballroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>26-03-2015, 22:59:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Bob<br><strong>Location</strong>: Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>"That sounds like a plan to me; let's not dilly-dally then." he grinned, as the two began to walk about of the party. "Though I must admit, I'm a bit surprised to hear that you got stood up; I mean, a fine lady like you? Who would be such a fool as to do that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2015, 13:10:55</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned when she saw Rob seemed to perk up when she mentioned their plans for the rest of the evening. He did inquire about why she got stood up. "Eh it wasn't anything too large really. I was with the Captain tonight when there seemed to be an emergency aboard the ship that actually required his attention. Believe me I think he wanted to be in your shoes right now. So yeah like I said after a fashion I got stood up." she said to him as they briefly stopped at each of their quarters to get what they needed, Misa the tumbler of bourbon and Rob his fish and tackle. As they would meet back up on the pier Misa would hold up a glass after of course he baited the hook. "Ah, fishing, alcohol and good friends. The perfect recipe for a good time." she said taking a swig of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>28-03-2015, 00:19:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pierside<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>"And may it be ever so." he agreed, as he cast his line out, and then accepted the glass from her. "Still, a lady like you should never be stood up like that, no matter what reasoning they offer." he said, as he then sat down on the edge of the pier with his feet dangling down above the water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 02:25:54</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally nodded and said,"Yes. I think I know the place. I ordered my dress from there. I have a map, but never been there. Could you come with me and help me find it?" To be honest, she didn't give a fig about the shoes. Se was just using it as an excuse to talk with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 13:46:46</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10973458#msg10973458">Quote from: pendarious on 11-02-2015, 17:49:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka recreation room #3 (a large room used exclusively for large events like this)<br>Tagged: Jeremy, Moira<br><hr><br>Hayate chuckled as she listened to the banter between the captain of the Musashi and his cook. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed the party and it truly is a shame that you must go but I understand that it is an important matter that you are off to attend to so I'm not going to hold it against you." She then smiled at him with a slightly mischievous expression on her face as she added "However if he truly wishes to make me a part of his harem then he'll be getting my first officer Signum as well......though I don't think she'll take it nearly as well as I do" she then leaned forward to kiss his cheek before adding "And I'm not terribly picky about locations as long as it's fun"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Signum<br>Location: Belka recreation room #3 (a large room used exclusively for large events like this)<br>Tagged: Hayate<br><br>&nbsp;Signum herself had not exactly been having a good night. She was in this really big red frilly dress. She lamented the more dignified uniforms some of the guests were wearing. Signum would have be happier to wear it but she had caved to Hayate's request, like she always did. Shamal was there in a very fashionable looking French officer uniform. Why did this never really happen to her. It was always happening to her. She knew why of course. Since they had all helped raise her Shamal held the role of mom, Vita the younger sister, Zephira the older brother and then there was Signum. She always bore the brunt of Hayate's mischief. She never really balked at it though as she knew Hayate never meant her any harm plus it was just how their family acted. So she accepted it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 18:39:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cpt. Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> BBY-47 <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open,<br><br>Jeremy, and Moira looked at the tiny bundle of cuteness that was sleeping rather peacefully with her loaf of French bread. "She is so adorable!" Moira gushed as she looked over the sweet girl. However, Jeremy was far more reserved in his expressions. "She'll catch a cold if she sleeps there." he stated Simply before reaching down, and picked up the young girl in his arms. The soft bundle curled into his chest, still clinging to the bread. "Awww, ya look so cute captain." Moira teased as she brushed some hair from the young girls face. Jeremy didn't say anything, he simply looked at the Cook with his sole good eye. "Lets get her back to the infirmary." Jeremy stated simply before turning to walk out of the Galley. Moira following closely behind him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 07:21:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11111702#msg11111702">Quote from: Zeth on 29-03-2015, 02:25:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally nodded and said,"Yes. I think I know the place. I ordered my dress from there. I have a map, but never been there. Could you come with me and help me find it?" To be honest, she didn't give a fig about the shoes. Se was just using it as an excuse to talk with him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien smiled and nodded. "I would have no problem with that." Seeing as it would get him away from the massive group of people. Plus, he got to spend time with such a beautiful woman. He offered Sally his arm as he continued to be a gentleman, but he was opening up to her faster than he ever had with anyone. Then again, he hardly ever was around anyone to begin with. Even more so, she was busty and had a great figure from what he could tell, but with her; it was easy to suppress his perverted side. Whether or not she took his arm, he would begin to walk with her when she begun to head towards the entrance to the party.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>01-04-2015, 00:23:49</strong>
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				Name: Sally<br>Location: Belka, Party<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>&nbsp;Sally took the arm offered and said,"Thank you Damien, you are a life saver." They then walked towards the entrance of the party together. To be honest, Sally was a bit of a lone wolf herself. She was a tad surprised how quickly she warmed up to the crew mates she met so far. She consulted the map as they made there way outside the party. It was quieter out here. "So which way then?" she inquired looking around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 04:12:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11108597#msg11108597">Quote from: Major Major on 28-03-2015, 00:19:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pierside<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>"And may it be ever so." he agreed, as he cast his line out, and then accepted the glass from her. "Still, a lady like you should never be stood up like that, no matter what reasoning they offer." he said, as he then sat down on the edge of the pier with his feet dangling down above the water.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled over at Rob as he said his peace about things then went on to tell her that even still she shouldn't have been stood up like she was. She nodded her head and took a pull from her glass. "I'm not too worried about it. Jeremy has his faults but I guess maybe it's his dedication to his crew and his duty that makes him appealing a man." she said looking out over the water as she watched the bobber floating in the water. "Tell me something Rob. Did ever expect to see us sitting here today back during that whole mess we got caught in six months ago?" she asked him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 07:43:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>He looked up at that. "You mean after the Company tried to stitch up up like a cheap suit for their misdeeds?" he said with a shake of his head. "Blimey, that was a right old song and dance of a mess wasn't it? I really did think more than once that they were about to punch our tickets good and proper, I'll tell you that much. I'm still amazed that we managed to get through it all as well as we did." he admitted to her with another shake of his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 07:44:25</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Party to Corridor<br>Tagging: Sally, open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien walked along side of her as he did his best to keep up the pace with her. When she opened the map and looked at it, he looked at the map with her, but snuck a look up at her face. She had a soft and warm features to her face. It was hard to believe she was a fighter pilot. Then again, looks were deceiving or at least they could be. After all, for him, he looked meek, but could be considered crazy in the right setting. "Well, whichever way it is, I will follow." He said. "Though, would you... mind telling me a bit more about yourself or at least what you are comfortable with?" he asked as an attempt to show interest and start a conversation for once in his life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 08:24:21</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura took her cup of punch from the other girl and took a sip, doing a spit take as Sally mentioned the punch being spiked and set it on the table, deciding she didn’t want to take the risk of actually being spiked and getting drunk or something. As a crew member of the Musashi and its intelligence it wouldn’t do for her to appear drunk or anything of the sort. “Thank you for the punch but I think I’ll pass on it for now.”&nbsp; She said with a small blush on her cheeks at the way Commander Dunois talked about her breasts. Laura looked towards the dance floor and watched silently was dancing really so important?&nbsp; She sighed. She wasn’t exactly sure if she fit in with this group or not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 16:24:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmder Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka, Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Sally, Laura, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte chuckled at Sally's observation about their rather generous endowment. When the other girl mentioned about going to speak with one of the engineers about a solution, Charlotte waved as Sally disappeared into the crowd after Damien. Leaving her alone with Laura. <br><br>Charlotte tilted her head when Laura spat out her drink, though still thanking her. "No problem, Lt." Charlotte stated before she down her entire cup in one gulp. She didn't care if it was spiked. She was enjoying herself. It appeared here that she didn't have to worry about "Shaming her Father". Which helped her to relax immensely. <br><br>When Charlotte saw Laura looking at the dance floor, a sly smirk spread across her lips as she set her glass on the table, and grabbed Laura's hand to lead her out to the dance floor. "Dance with me lt!" She stated happily as she had to place one hand upon her breasts to keep them in place. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 15:18:25</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11127265#msg11127265">Quote from: Major Major on 03-04-2015, 07:43:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>He looked up at that. "You mean after the Company tried to stitch up up like a cheap suit for their misdeeds?" he said with a shake of his head. "Blimey, that was a right old song and dance of a mess wasn't it? I really did think more than once that they were about to punch our tickets good and proper, I'll tell you that much. I'm still amazed that we managed to get through it all as well as we did." he admitted to her with another shake of his head.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Rob as he pretty much spoke what she had been thinking though one other thought was in her mind. "Yeah we pretty much came out of it smelling like a rose more or less, but there is one thing I can say about it." she said taking another pull of the tumbler herself. "I owe my very existence to you guys. If you all hadn't been where you were when you were I wouldn't be sitting here right now. When I was in that furball I sure as hell thought I was gonna punch it." she said shaking her head. "I owe you bunch more than I ever think I could repay in a lifetime. It's almost enough to make one believe there might be a god out there." she said with a heavy sigh. "It's part of the reason I stuck with you guys through all that mess. I owed it to you all, and the other part, the more important part. You people are good folk. What little home life I had before joining the military taught me you hang on to people like that. So here's to us. A couple of soldiers sitting around enjoying a drink and a fishing pole, telling war stories." she said with a grin clinking her glass against his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>08-04-2015, 04:30:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br><em>"It's part of the reason I stuck with you guys through all that mess. I owed it to you all, and the other part, the more important part. You people are good folk. What little home life I had before joining the military taught me you hang on to people like that. So here's to us. A couple of soldiers sitting around enjoying a drink and a fishing pole, telling war stories."</em><br><br>"Amen to that." he said, tapping his glass to hers and then sipping his drink. "So, you got any good stories you'd care to share? I'm sure you must have a few good ones to while away the hours with an old warhorse like me." he commented as he then started; it looked like he'd gotten a bite on his line. "Hold that thought, I think I've hooked something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>10-04-2015, 05:46:27</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr>Laura just nodded her head as the commander responded to her thanks, not thinking much of it or having an idea of what was going to happen next. She suddenly found herself being out to the flood once more. “Wait, Commander!” She said as she tried to protest as she was dragged out on to the dance floor once more. Not again, she mentally groaned expecting another round of being whirled around until she was dizzy before she got a chance to catch a breather just like when she had been pulled into a dance with the admiral. She hoped not, she wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to keep her balance this time if it ended up like that again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-04-2015, 19:34:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmdr Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Belka</em>, Party<br><strong>tagging:</strong> Laura, Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Laura's pleas for mercy were drowned by Booze, and music. She was officially at the mercy of the <em>Musashi's</em> XO. However, the music was taking a more laid back pace as the end of the night was drawing near. More, and more people were filtering out for after party rendezvous. Yet, there was still those willing to dance the night away. Charlotte being one of those people. <br><br>When she found a suitable spot, she took Laura into her arms, and started to slowly dance with the one eyed girl. She may have been tipsy, but Charlotte still had most of her mental faculities. Though she enjoyed holing the cute girl close. So close in fact that Charl's breasts were smooshed up against Laura's chest.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-04-2015, 10:43:11</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa gave Rob a laugh as she heard him refer to himself as an old warhorse. "Well I think I have a few." she said. However before she could even begin she watched his line suddenly twitch before it began to run away from him. "There you go! Pull him in." she said to him with a grin as she knocked back her own glass of drink as she watched him struggled with the line as she reached back and grabbed the net ready to help Rob get the thing up onto the pier itself. Also it would make for a good story as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>13-05-2015, 23:13:31</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br>Tagging: Misa<hr><br>"This thing isn't half putting up a struggle, by thunder!" he said, as he then braced one foot against a pillar to steady himself. "Come on, you little devil you, lets be having you up and about!" he said, as he began to jostle his reel back and forwards, giving it some play in the line so that the fish would get a chance to wear itself out and be easy to reel in when the moment came.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 04:19:27</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa herself grinned as she watch him fighting with the fish trying to reel him in. "Come on Rob you can win. Just think you pull him up and we'll have Moira cook him real nice and good for you!" she said standing by his side. Truth be told Misa was enjoying this more than she had at the party. She liked simpler things, though that didn't mean she didn't know how to get all nice and gussied up to go to a party. She just preferred the hang out with friends like now and share a good bottle of spirits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 05:38:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob growled a little as he glanced over at Misa. "I think the little perisher's starting to wear out.... be ready with that net there." he said, as he began to play the line some more, bracing more of his weight against the pillar to try and reel it in. Still, her comment did set him to thinking; what <em>had</em> he hooked? Was it even edible by human standards?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 07:58:20</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura was relieved that as they started to dance it was much slower than her previous one with the admiral and wasn’t whirled about until she got dizzy. She couldn’t help the slight blush from creeping up her cheeks as the commander held her close. She wondered if she should draw attention to it but quickly changed her mind. Instead she did her best to follow after the commander’s footsteps and learn about this mystical, unknowable thing called dancing. She did her best to keep up but she accidentally stepped on the Charlotte’s foot once and was quick to apologize. “I’m sorry commander. This is only my first time dancing.” She didn’t consider being dragged about and whirled in a circle while practically being carried to be dancing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-05-2015, 17:32:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmdr Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Belka</em>, Party<br><strong>tagging:</strong> Laura, Open<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte was quite happy at that moment. It's been so long since she could actually let her hair down, and not worry about her family Dynasty. It had been something that floated over head ever since she was a little girl. Charlotte Dunois was expected to carry on the Family naval tradition. Even though the Academy, she was held to both higher standards, and "Special favors" by those that hope to gain favor from her Father. It was a very stressful Up bringing. So for right now, Charlotte didn't think of any of that, she was simply dancing with an adorably shy girl. <br><br>Charlotte stumbled a bit when Laura stepped upon her foot. It didn't hurt, but the poor girl was positively beside herself apologizing. Charlotte laughed hardily. "Don't worry about it. It didn't hurt." Charlotte promised the smaller intelligence officer before pulling her back into dancing. "Just relaxe, and let the music take over." Charlotte purred.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-06-2015, 05:34:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11254530#msg11254530">Quote from: Major Major on 16-05-2015, 05:38:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob growled a little as he glanced over at Misa. "I think the little perisher's starting to wear out.... be ready with that net there." he said, as he began to play the line some more, bracing more of his weight against the pillar to try and reel it in. Still, her comment did set him to thinking; what <em>had</em> he hooked? Was it even edible by human standards?<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Rob as she reached down and grabbed at the net itself. She wanted to make sure that Rob would be able to enjoy this nice fresh fish dinner for a change. "I've got it right and ready here Rob." she said holding the net out ready for him to haul the critter up and out of the water itself. Whatever it was though Misa knew that Rob had hooked a nice plump and juicy one. "That's it Rob pull him in a little closer. I think you got it. If you need some help don't hesitate a to ask!" she said excited to see this happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 22:11:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Captain's Quarters; <em>Musashi</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Once the girl was returned to her bed, Jeremy decided it was too late to return to the party, and to simply turn in for the night. Tomorrow they'll depart for their patrols, and He'll probably have to ship the girl back to Earth to be placed in government care. Returning to his quarters at the upper most level of the fore mast, He undid the clasps that kept his large heavy coat in place. Shedding it, he hung it up next to a couple of others. Now he stood in his normal white button up t-shirt, and trousers. It felt good to be relaxing again. Jeremy would undo a couple of the buttons on his shirt and sit down in his chair before he let out a long drawn out sigh. <br><br>After a few minutes, Jeremy looks over at his music box. It was basically complete except for a few details. Opening the lid, he takes the ornate key, and starts to wind the spring. Soon, the room was filled with the beautiful mechanical sounds of the music box as tiny victorian figures danced in jittery circles around the the diorama. Jeremy then turned his focus through the curved canopy of his quarters, and looked upon the starry night sky. The <em>Musashi</em> was still one of the tallest ships in the UNCN, and that provided him an unmolested panorama of the stars in the night sky. The band of the milky way shining brightly as it streaked across the black sea that Jeremy sailed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 23:02:32</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>"Almost there.... Gotcha!" he yelled, and with a mighty tug on the rod, hauled the fish out of the water and dropped it into the net Misa was holding. "Ha ha! Victory!" he declared, before looking in to see what they'd actually caught.<br><br>"...Huh." he said with a cocked eyebrow. "We're on an alien planet, so I was expecting some sort of strange alien fish... but this looks more like a typical blue grenadier. A big one to be sure, but still..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-06-2015, 05:39:08</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned as she helped Rob pull the mighty fish from the waters. Though as they got a good look at it Rob was perplexed by the species of fish. "Well this planet was scouted by people from Earth and I'm sure that since the Cosmo Navy were the ones to build this place they decided it was safe enough to allow for them to be here." she said to him as she heaved the fished on the dock. As she got a good look at it. "Though lets get this bad boy hung up and get you a picture of it." she said to him while pulling out her mobile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 02:43:16</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>A small blush crept up Laura’s cheeks as Charlotte laughed at here. At the commander’s instructions she found herself grumbling, “Easy for you to say.” Still despite her grumbling she tried to as she was advised and let the music take over although all it did was end up with her stumbling forward and finding herself with her face mashed up against Charlotte’s breasts again. It was the theme of the night it seemed.&nbsp; Her cheeks red, she apologized again. “I’m sorry Commander. I just don’t understand this.” She sighed, wondering if it might be best just to get away from the party. She seemed to be doing nothing but messing things up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-06-2015, 04:36:15</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob had an embarrassed smile at that, as he then pulled out something heavy from his pocket, and smacked the fish with it. "Right then. Let's get this sorted out then." he said, holding it up and striking a pose to show how big it was. "How's this?" he asked Misa, as he held the fish up with one arm stretched up over his head to keep it off the ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-06-2015, 14:40:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comm. Charlotte Dunois <br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Belka</em> Ballroom<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Open<br><strong>Doing:</strong> enjoying seeing an adorable girl all flustered. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It was very comical to say the least that Laura can't seem to get herself free from the gravidtic pull of Charlotte's breasts as she always seems to find herself with her nose buried in Charlotte's cleavage. When she mentioned that she didn't understand, Charlotte laughed again. "It would appear you don't have the power to escape my gravity well." She giggled. Though she would take pity on the poor girl, and led her off the dance floor. "Perhaps some fresh air will do you...ok, do <em>us</em> some good." Charlotte stated as she took Laura's hand, and guided her&nbsp; out of hte room.<br><br>The air was fresh, and warm as the two stepped onto an exterior observation deck. "Ahhhh, that is so refreshing." Charlotte stated as she leaned against the railing. The wind causing her burlesque style "Saloon Girl" dress to flutter open. Revealing long toned legs, and thigh high stockings along with guarders. "Feeling better?" She asked Laura.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 00:59:01</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves<br><br>&nbsp;Misa offered Rob a grin but said nothing so as to help him at least keep some of his dignity. "One things for sure this will be good one for the record books." she said to him as she watched put a hook in it's mouth to help hold it up. It was certainly a huge fish that was for sure. As she sighed up the camera Misa frowned a bit. "Ok gonna need to step back a bit." she said taking about another two steps back and then holding it up again. "Ah there we go." she said as she hit the button on the camera. The picture snapped and the it saved it. "Alright here you go." she said walking over and letting him see the picture. "Perfect for sending home to mom." she said with a laugh as she held up the bottle of bourbon. "Have a victory shot then we'll take that bad boy to Moira and see what she could do with it." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 10:29:36</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Pier by the <em>Musashi</em><br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>"....You know, now that I see it for myself, this fish is bloody enormous...." he said. "How the hell didn't it break the line, or even yank me off the pier and into the water?" he asked in amazement as he looked from the picture, to the fish, and back again. After a moment of wonder, he then shook his head to clear his thoughts, and then accepted the offer of the drink. "Cheers." he said, and knocked it back in one go. He coughed a few times after that. "Got more of a kick than I expected." he managed to say, before nodding. "Yes, let's get this off to Cookie, and see what she can do with it." he said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 15:16:39</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Pier by the Musashi--------&gt;Musashi's Kitchen<br>Tagging: Prower-Graves, Moira<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned a bit when she heard Rob talk about how it didn't exactly snap the line. "Mmm who knows, maybe just plan dumb luck?" she said offering him a smile. "Come on then let's get inside and show this thing to Moira." she said as she led them into the ship. It didn't exactly take them long before they were able to find the ship's main cook. "Hey Moira got a little something here you might wanna take a look a at." she said turning and pointing the huge blue grenadier that Rob was hauling into the kitchen. "Think you might be able to do something with him?" she asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-06-2015, 19:45:56</strong>
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				Moira has changed out of her costume, and into her normal attire, basically a long skirt, and blouse with her trademark apron. While technically she was a cosmo forces member, She never war that skin tight body suit. Found it was very distracting to the men of the ship. She had started to cleaning up the kitchen, and Galley so in the morning she can get started on Cooking breakfast. Some Frank Sinatra was playing over the radio, and she was humming along. She had just gotten the tables wiped down, and cleaned before she went into the back to put some stuff away when she heard a couple of people enter. "Oy! No midnight snacken!" she called out before She heard Misa call out to her about something she wanted to look at, That was right before she heard something being dropped unceremoniously upon her freshly cleaned tables. A soft growl was uttered under her breath as she came out from the back. "And what is this I hear about wanting to see something?" She asked as she was wiping her hands on her apron. Her large breasts jiggling beneath the confines of the fabric o her blouse, and apron. <br><br>When she saw the Fish, she let out a sigh. "look, I don't mind a good fish story or two, but do you have to bring your dates here?" She asked in a mock irritated tone. When asked if there was somethign that could be done with him, Moira was hesitant. "That be an Alien Fish. are you sure we can actually eat it?" She asked. "Probably best to hang it up in the freezer, and have the doc look at it in the mornin to make sure it is not dangerous." She stated finally. "If it isn't then I can fry it up with a dash of pepper, and lemon." She concluded with a nod.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>04-07-2015, 00:50:44</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br><br>Laura&nbsp; blushed as Cgarlotte commented about the way she kept falling into her bust. It's not like she was trying to do thet or anything she was just having difficulty with this whole dancing thing and then there was the whole being spun around until she was dizzy. Still when the offer to go get some air and ending the dance came the young intelligence officer didn't object. "Thank you commander that sounds like a good idea." She said and soon found herself followimg the commander out the door to the balcony with the commander leading her out by the hand.<br><br>When they had made it outside the girl sighed in relief, the warm breeze and salty scent of the sea was soothing, much better than being in that crowded party room for the lieutenant. When asked if this was better. "yes, much better. Thank you Commander. I am... Not used to such events and being in the middle of suxh a crowd is uncomfortanld for me" she answered as she joined the Commander at the railing and leaned over, enjoying the fresh air while they had it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-07-2015, 09:18:19</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11401872#msg11401872">Quote from: Mac84 on 28-06-2015, 19:45:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moira has changed out of her costume, and into her normal attire, basically a long skirt, and blouse with her trademark apron. While technically she was a cosmo forces member, She never war that skin tight body suit. Found it was very distracting to the men of the ship. She had started to cleaning up the kitchen, and Galley so in the morning she can get started on Cooking breakfast. Some Frank Sinatra was playing over the radio, and she was humming along. She had just gotten the tables wiped down, and cleaned before she went into the back to put some stuff away when she heard a couple of people enter. "Oy! No midnight snacken!" she called out before She heard Misa call out to her about something she wanted to look at, That was right before she heard something being dropped unceremoniously upon her freshly cleaned tables. A soft growl was uttered under her breath as she came out from the back. "And what is this I hear about wanting to see something?" She asked as she was wiping her hands on her apron. Her large breasts jiggling beneath the confines of the fabric o her blouse, and apron. <br><br>When she saw the Fish, she let out a sigh. "look, I don't mind a good fish story or two, but do you have to bring your dates here?" She asked in a mock irritated tone. When asked if there was somethign that could be done with him, Moira was hesitant. "That be an Alien Fish. are you sure we can actually eat it?" She asked. "Probably best to hang it up in the freezer, and have the doc look at it in the mornin to make sure it is not dangerous." She stated finally. "If it isn't then I can fry it up with a dash of pepper, and lemon." She concluded with a nod. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned at Moira as she teased them about the poor fish. "Well sadly my date after a fashion stood me up. I'm sure you are well acquainted with the reason why? Also get me a rag and I'll shine this table as spotless as you can." she asked teasing her back bit before the other woman mentioned about Carlos taking a look at the fish. "Actually Moria this is a blue grenadier. It's a fish native to the south pacific on Earth. I checked some of the stuff and it seems the UEG and the Cosmo Navy both went on a joint venture when they terraformed this world. So it should be good enough to eat." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-08-2015, 18:35:52</strong>
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				Moira Looked over at Misa as she explained that the fish was a transplant from earth in hopes of Terraforming this world. Though the Terraforming was scrapped cause of the minimal amount of actual Land. So the Scientist considered leaving the world more as a place to try, and breed more resources for Earths rapidly population. "I see. Well, The rag, and bucket are other there. I'll hang this here fishy up in the freezer." Moira stated as she rolled the sleeves of her blouse up, and hefted the fish over to the large walk in Freezer in the back of the kitchen. "Oy, this smell is gonna take a week to git off." the two could hear her grumbling. When she came back out, she had a Water Kettle, and three cups in her hand. "Care to join me for tea?" She asked the the officers. <br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka Ballroom<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br>-----------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte could only chuckle at how adorably out of place Laura was with this whole affair. To be Honest, Charlotte was so used to these type functions with her father being one of the Highest rank Admirals of the European command that everything was pretty much second nature. "Don't sweet it Lt. There is nothing special about these things. You just got to get used to them is all. You would be surprised you would meet at these functions. I met the President of the UEG several times. Though I can tell you She is a bit Handsy, and likes younger girls" Charlotte confided in her cyclopean accomplice. Yeah, She seemed to have an affinity for me, so I'm really glad I'm out here in the boonies' Charlotte chuckled as she looked to see how Laura would react to her story about the president. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 09:34:10</strong>
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				Bob perked up more than a bit at that. "Oooh, lovely. A spot of tea would go right good about now." he said, positively enthused about the thought of 'the blessed extract'. He accepted the mug and leaned against the table, mug in hand and arms folded over each other, letting the steam from the tea wash over his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 10:25:38</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura turned her head to look at the Commander as she started to talk about how she would get used to these functions. She couldn’t see how. The whole idea of these kinds of parties and functions completely baffled her. She still didn’t even see the point of these kinds of things. She sighed and continued to listen as Commander Dunois continued to tell her story about the president. At the end of it she was staring at the Commander but after her earlier run in with the admiral it wouldn’t surprise her that the president might be like that. Hell after meeting the admiral she was quite willing to believe anything was possible at this point. She blushed and just nodded her head, believing the commander completely. “I-I see well it is a good thing you’re out here then. I was never round these kinds of things. My father hired the best tutors, and most of my spare time was taken up with preparation for the academy. No parties either as he didn’t want any risk of potential embarrassment.” She said as she leaned over the railing and looked over the area with a soft sigh, enjoying the sight of the ocean around the ship.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 12:36:29</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien had for a while now brought Sally to her destination before they split. He had a nice time with the busty and beautiful woman and he was happy about that, though the very hidden pervert wanted to have at least touched that massive bust of hers. Now, he wondered the corridors of the Belka, not really sure what to do anymore. Though, it was nice to have a break from the party and all the women that seemed to have swarmed him. While to anyone else it would be nice, it was overwhelming in a lot of ways to him, but when it was all said and done; he was happy about it though. Though, at this point since he had gotten away from the party; it would probably not be a bad idea to just go back to the Mussashi at this point. Maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 22:08:26</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa looked at Moira when she showed up and basically offered them tea. It seemed to perk Rob up pretty good and being Japanese even Misa could enjoy a good spot of tea herself. So she smiled and nodded her head to Moira. "Sure I'll have myself a mug as well." she said to her as she took a seat on a nearby chair as she sipped the concoction enjoying the taste. "Mmm now that's good tea." she said to them. "Though if you two want I still have some leftover bourbon in that bottle I swindled from that Belkan mid-shipman." she said holding up the bottle of half drunk liquor.<br><br>_________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;As Fate wandered down the hallways of the Belka she sighed. Unlike her wife she herself wasn't exactly much one for parties. She had only attended as Hayate had asked her to attend, now though she was done with it so she was just trying to relax. It was then she noticed there was someone else who had come to the party but had slinked away. She then walked up to him as he seemed like he was aimlessly wandering as well. So in her normal uniform dress now she walked up to him. "Good evening." she said politely to him hoping not scare him&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 22:57:43</strong>
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				"Good!" Moira announced as both Rob, and Misa seemed eager for a cuppa tea. "It's Earl-grey." Moira announced as she set the cups down, and began to pour the tea before sitting down as well. she pulled out a small sleeve of Jammy dodgers from her apron, set them out on the table as well. THough as Misa offered the bottle of bourbon, Moira sighed as she set her cup down. "Now Ayase. I won't go have you defile good english tea with some Yankee mash up that they <em>Call</em> whiskey. the only whiskey is Scotch." Moira stated with a snooty tone. Though the smirk of her lip spoke that she was teasing her. <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cmder Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka observation deck.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Open. <br><strong>Warning:</strong> Smothering by Boobs!<br><br>------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte had to nod in agreement with Laura's statement. She was much happier out here instead under her father's command chain. Though as Laura mentioned how she was brought up under very strict guidelines, and how her Father made sure all she did was work, and not had time to play. Charlotte let out a sniffle as she suddenly pulled Laura into a hug, inadvertantly burying the smaller girls face right into her cleavage. "I'm so sorry to hear that. You had such a hard life." Charlotte sniffled. It would appear that she was still a bit tipsy from the spiked punch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2015, 07:03:07</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien was simply just walking the way he and Sally had came previously, albeit a little more slowly. Trying to use this time to clear his mind and compose himself when he previously had no time. When he heard someone's voice, he snapped from his thoughts and looked around, seeing a woman still in her uniform, but the air of not attending the party anymore. He slowly raised his hand in a hi fashion and simply said a hello' After he stopped moving and looked over at the woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>06-08-2015, 10:29:44</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura was surprised as she suddenly found herself yanked into Commander Dunois’s breasts once more as the officer apologized for her rather lonely childhood and actually started sniffling. She hadn’t expected that but there was something more pressing to take care of first. “C-Commander, can’t breathe! Thank you but need air!” She gasped as she flailed about but only succeeded in pushing herself deeper into the girl’s breasts, nuzzling them even as she struggled to pull herself away so she could breathe although like before she found it hard to escape the Commander’s grip when she was being held so tight against her. <br><br>In all honesty she didn’t think her old life had been that bad. Sure it had been different but she’d never thought it was that bad and when she’d eventually come out of the academy she’d been the top of her class in her field. Her hard work had paid off even if she’d come out socially awkward at the least, socially inept at the worst. Sure she’d been lonely often but she’d come out a better military officer for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-08-2015, 19:52:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmdr Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka Observation deck<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When Laura's words finally registered, Charlotte slackened her embrace enough so that the Cyclopean girl could once more breath in the nourishing nectar of Air. "Oh! I'm sorry." Charlotte stated, though her speech was slightly slurred. Charlotte continued to hold on to Laura, mainly to steady herself, but to make sure the smaller girl was listening to her as well. "Now listen! Every good officer needs social skills cause you're dealing with people, not machines. People have Feelings, and ideas of their own. You also deal with people everyday. You will have to deal with people. There is no point in trying to cloister yourself up behind walls cause then you can't build the bonds of friendship, and twust that makes life full, and enjoyable. It is through these bonds that you draw strength to stand next to your friend, your comrade to fight, and possibly to die." She stated though Charlotte would start to wobble more, and more.. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>06-08-2015, 20:20:08</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11515952#msg11515952">Quote from: Mac84 on 04-08-2015, 22:57:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Good!" Moira announced as both Rob, and Misa seemed eager for a cuppa tea. "It's Earl-grey." Moira announced as she set the cups down, and began to pour the tea before sitting down as well. she pulled out a small sleeve of Jammy dodgers from her apron, set them out on the table as well. THough as Misa offered the bottle of bourbon, Moira sighed as she set her cup down. "Now Ayase. I won't go have you defile good english tea with some Yankee mash up that they <em>Call</em> whiskey. the only whiskey is Scotch." Moira stated with a snooty tone. Though the smirk of her lip spoke that she was teasing her. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned back at Moira herself when she got all snooty about the bourbon itself and how the only good whiskey was in fact scotch whiskey. "Well fine then you can't have any. So there!&nbsp; Nahhhh!" she said in just as much a snooty but jestful tone as she stuck her tongue out at Moira before she turned back to Rob. "So Rob you want a shot of the bourbon in your tea? I know you were enjoying it earlier when we catching that big beluga in the walk-in." she said referring to the sharing the tumbler on the pier before he got a bite on his pole. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>08-08-2015, 09:09:59</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka; Party.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>When Laura found the embrace easing up, she sighed in relief as sweet, sweet, air went back into her lungs. She wiggled a bit to see if she could get free but found herself still held tight by the other officer as the Commander decided to give her a lecture on how to be a good officer.” She listened and just nodded her head as she went along with the lecture, knowing full well that the officer wasn’t likely to let her go until she thought Laura had gotten the point. She understood of course, but no lecture would ever suddenly make her have better social skills. When the lecture finished, Laura finally managed to slip out of Laura’s embrace. “Commander, I believe it would be best for us to call it a night and return to our quarters.” She suggested as she took the Commander’s arm and slowly began to guide her back to the Musashi so as to hopefully avoid any incident and to make sure the Commander made it back to her quarters without falling overboard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-08-2015, 17:13:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Cmder Charlotte Dunois<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka -----&gt; Musashi XO Quarters.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Open<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Revealing the secret Cuddle monster inside.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It was probably a good thing that Laura was there as Charlotte was in no position to get herself back to the Musashi. The larger girl had to lean upon Laura as they made their way through the Belka, and onto the pier. Charlotte toddering the entire way, her corset threatening to constantly spill her goods. Yet, somehow they held. As they walked, a soft giggle snort would slip from Charlotte's plush lips when they nearly fell.<br><br>Once back in her Quarters, Charlotte quickly collapsed upon her bunk. This looked like the perfect opportunity for Laura to leave, and return to her Quarters. However, That moment's hesitation did her in as She felt Someone reach up, and pull her into the bed as well. It was Charlotte, and the girl had a vice like embrace upon the small Lt. A soft coo could be heard as Charlotte tucked her face into the crook of Laura's neck, snuggling up to her like a stuffed Animal.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>14-08-2015, 05:43:59</strong>
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				Name: Lt Laura Bernat<br>Location: Belka -----&gt; Musashi XO Quarters.<br>Tagging: Charlotte, open<br><hr><br>Laura sighed as she helped Charlotte back to her room, making sure that she didn’t fall on the way back. She shook her head when the Commander almost fell but was thankfully able to catch the commander before she fell. In contrast to the commander Laura was completely sober and had stayed far away from the alcohol. She never really understood the appeal of alcohol or why someone would drink so much of it that they would have difficulty with their balance or walking and she was no closer to understanding it when they reached the Commander’s room.<br><br>When they arrived at the room, Laura approached the bed and helped Charlotte on to the bed and pulled her shoes off. Turning around Laura prepared to leave before she suddenly found herself yanked into the bed from behind. Moments later she felt a tight embrace holding her close and the commander’s warm breath on her neck. She wiggled a bit in order to see if she could slip out of Charlotte’s embrace but only succeeded in getting the Commander to tighten her grip, refusing to let her go. “C-Commander!? What are you doing?” She asked as she wiggled again but once more the Commander had tightened her grip on her, refusing to let her go despite her efforts to wiggle out from her grip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-08-2015, 07:04:16</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11521807#msg11521807">Quote from: Sessha on 06-08-2015, 20:20:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Misa grinned back at Moira herself when she got all snooty about the bourbon itself and how the only good whiskey was in fact scotch whiskey. "Well fine then you can't have any. So there!&nbsp; Nahhhh!" she said in just as much a snooty but jestful tone as she stuck her tongue out at Moira before she turned back to Rob. "So Rob you want a shot of the bourbon in your tea? I know you were enjoying it earlier when we catching that big beluga in the walk-in." she said referring to the sharing the tumbler on the pier before he got a bite on his pole.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bob made a show of thinking it over. "Just a wee snort for me, don't want to overdo it, after all. Even on a slow day like this, I need to keep the old brainbox in the game." he said, as he held his tea out for her to add a tot into. "Wouldn't do to let the old side down after all." he said, holding his hand up to stop her after a small measure was poured in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 21:14:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to the man. "Now you see Moira. Rob knows what he likes." she said with a grin as she poured a measure into his cup. When he held up the hand for her to stop she did. She poured a little of it into her mug as well and took a sip. "Mmm now that's good. Warm and with a good kick in the teeth." she said with a grin on her face. Her cheeks were tinged just a mild shade of pink from the shots she had taken from the bottle. She decided to play a bit with Rob as she wrapped her arm around Moira. "Mmm so Rob inquiring minds want to know. Who is better me or Moira here?" she purred. <br><br>____________________________________________-<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11520453#msg11520453">Quote from: Orochimaru on 06-08-2015, 07:03:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: open.<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien was simply just walking the way he and Sally had came previously, albeit a little more slowly. Trying to use this time to clear his mind and compose himself when he previously had no time. When he heard someone's voice, he snapped from his thoughts and looked around, seeing a woman still in her uniform, but the air of not attending the party anymore. He slowly raised his hand in a hi fashion and simply said a hello' After he stopped moving and looked over at the woman.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Fate could tell by the man's reaction he was rather shy around girls or possibly people in general. She offered him a small smile to help put him at ease. He reminded her a lot of herself when she was younger. A bit stand-offish after her mother and sister died but then someone had come along and opened her heart and she never looked back. "I'm going to guess you aren't exactly the parting type are you?" she said to him while trying to get him to relax a bit more. She extended her hand to him. "Lieutenant Commander Fate Testarossa-Harlaown Takamichi." she said introducing herself to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 21:27:21</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The pudgy man did smile slightly back to be polite. When she introduced herself, he saluted. "Engineering Warrent Officer Damien Stein, ma'am." He introduced back, but then came to an at ease pose and shook his head. "No, not one for parties... nor people in general." He said openly."But to those I was with, I mean no offense to... just overwhelming, ma'am." He plainly answered her. There was just a lot going on in his mind. Mostly of the ladies he had the pleasure of dancing with and one he almost had a chance with.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 21:39:23</strong>
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				Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate could see the poor kid was under a bit of stress but he did present her with a way to help thin the air a bit. "Thank you Warrant Officer." she being polite back to him. His introduction had given her the idea. "Say I was wondering if you might be able to help me with something. My comm station in my room fried out and I was wondering if maybe you might be able to help me fix it. I accidently spilled some wine over it while talking with my "husband" and it shorted out. I don't exactly want the rest of the crew to know about this so can you help me fix it on the QT?" she asked him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 21:47:52</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien simply raised an eyebrow when Fate spoke of her comms station and the spilling of wine when she talked with her loved one. What he did not understand why it was to be a bit of a secret. "Depends on the wine and how much was spilled... still... probably a fire hazard if left to dry and try again..." Normally work would motivate him, but he could not seem to shake his mind of the women tonight; which was highly unusual for him. Still, before him was a person in need. He sighed."I could, if I had my kit, which is in the changing room I was so hastily put into by another woman. Things happened... too fast." He sighed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 22:01:34</strong>
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				Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open.<br><br>&nbsp;Fate breathed a sigh of relief when he finally gave in to her request to fix her comm station. Then he said he would be able to do it if he had his kit. "Oh I can show you the storage lockers to get what you need. I'm chief of security here on the <em>Belka</em>. I can get you into anywhere that doesn't require the Captain's authorization. So come on follow me. I'll take you to one of our tech shop and you can get the parts you need. As for the type of wine, it was a red wine. A chardonnay of good vintage." she said to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 22:10:32</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien simply nodded and would follow her where ever she lead him. "Lead the way..." He simply said and tried to push his recent thoughts aside to make room for possible troubleshoots to save on possibly any damaged parts he may encounter and to be sure he was ready to fix it quickly as it seemed she wanted it to be fixed as quickly as possible. Either way, nothing in er life was his business and even though he was not of the Belka; again, she was someone in need and that was it. He was just going to do his best. For now, it was to just get his belongings and do the job.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>28-08-2015, 23:19:10</strong>
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				Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open<br><br>&nbsp;Fate nodded her head when he agreed to help her with the chore she had asked him to help with. "Thank you so much. Follow me." she said to him as she turned and started walking back towards one of the maintenance shops. As they entered Fate stepped back. "Here is where we keep all out needs. You can get whatever spare parts and tools you might need. If you are having trouble while fixing the comm system let me know and I'll get you the parts or tools you need. Once more thank you for helping me." she said to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-08-2015, 07:22:53</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When they came to the place Fate spoke of, he looked at her. "This is all well and good, but this costume is not exactly.... for engineering and I do not want to take someone elses suit... or... was mine brought her?" He asked, but he then looked over the lockers and what visible equipment was out in the open. It was pretty standard stuff and would do the job just fine. Though, he fingured he would only need tool, but he would actually have to see the damage before he could deduce on what he wold need.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-08-2015, 10:29:22</strong>
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				Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open<br><br>&nbsp;Fate nodded her head to Damien. "Don't worry about the costume. The Captain messes them up all the time so finding something on them that shouldn't normally be there is about par for the course with this crew." she said to him as she waited for him to collect the tools and parts he might need to fix her com console. When he was done she would lead him back to her quarters where as soon as Damien entered the smell of burnt silicone filled his nostrils. The cause was the bulged out com box near one of the wall monitors. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>03-09-2015, 10:40:19</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien shook his head. "That is not what I mean. They are just too stuffy..." Though, it honestly seemed she had other things on her mind, like wanting this to be done quickly. He gathered and simply followed Fate again, silently. Once they reached her room and she opened her door, the smell just hit him like a truck. He was used to the smell, but it would be hard for ANYONE to NOT notice what happened. He simply stopped breathing from his nose at this point. "Seriously Miss, if you wanted to hide this... airing it out would have been a must..." He said and then entered. He walked over to the console and opened up the panel. It was then, he flashed a slasher type smile and begun pulling out circuit board and working very fast. He looked over the boards, but did nothing too them, except when it came to the keyboard. He pulled it out and swapped it with a new on and then took a new part and put a pan of sorts under it and then put the circuit and mother board back in.&nbsp; It all would take roughly 10 minutes, but he was making some creepy laughs and such as he worked. After he was done and put everything back together. He came up to her, like nothing strange ever happened. "Fixed. All that was wrong was you killed the keyboard... You got lucky as the wine dried fast from the heat, but next time... let someone know immediately and keep the room ventilated. Dangerous otherwise..." He spoke plainly. "I also installed a pan to catch fluids or food that may get down their should accidents occur, but in the future... please be careful." He added as he concluded his safety concerns and all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-09-2015, 20:50:23</strong>
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				Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open<br><br>&nbsp;Fate blushed a bit when he opened the door and the smell had hit them like a freight train. She looked back at Damien. "I'm sorry about that. I kind of threw some clothes on and went looking for someone to help me. I kind of forgot to change it. I'm sorry." she said clapping her hands together above her head and giving him bow of penitence. When he went to work she stood off to the side and did whatever he requested of her to do. She handed him the tools while the room quietly ventilated from the smell and she had deployed something to help cover the order for the moment. She would clean up later. Though the creepy giggling as he worked was a little unnerving she let him do the job. She hoped he wasn't one of those perverts who would try and blackmail her with this information for nude or lewd photos of herself or something. Nanoha would kill her for that one. Only Nanoha wanted nude and lewd photos of Fate. Well maybe a few of the other members of the crew of the <em>Belka</em> but then again Nanoha was a bit of a pervert anyway. <br><br>&nbsp;She looked up at him when he called her attention to the console itself and mentioned to her all the repairs he had made to it plus the upgrade of adding in a food and drink catch plate. "Thank you so much." she said grasping his hand in her own and giving it a gentle shake. "I'll make sure that <em>if</em> this ever happens again I'll ventilate the room as best I can. Plus I'll do my best to be a bit more careful in the future with food and drink" she said to him as she gently shook his hand. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>08-09-2015, 00:29:29</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11582559#msg11582559">Quote from: Sessha on 26-08-2015, 21:14:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Misa nodded her head to the man. "Now you see Moira. Rob knows what he likes." she said with a grin as she poured a measure into his cup. When he held up the hand for her to stop she did. She poured a little of it into her mug as well and took a sip. "Mmm now that's good. Warm and with a good kick in the teeth." she said with a grin on her face. Her cheeks were tinged just a mild shade of pink from the shots she had taken from the bottle. She decided to play a bit with Rob as she wrapped her arm around Moira. "Mmm so Rob inquiring minds want to know. Who is better me or Moira here?" she purred. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>For several seconds, Bob's expression did not change in the slightest, as his mug remained in place against his lips. After those few moments, he lowered the mug, and gave her an almost <em>disappointed</em> expression. "Do you really think I'm daft enough to answer that question, here and now of all places?" he asked her sternly, and waggled his finger at her reproachfully. "I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed like my parents wanted me to be, but I'm not <em>that</em> dumb." he continued. "Besides, even if I had any thoughts regarding such a matter, I am a serving military officer, and it would be grossly inappropriate of me to have such thoughts about any of my fellow crew members on this ship." he then turned to Moira. "Thank you for the tea, it was lovely." he said to her, before turning on his heel and marching out without another word to either of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2015, 07:23:47</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien blinked in surprise when she grabbed his hand and shook it. He did shake her hand back though. "No need to thank me. Just, if you are to do something like that with your...'boyfriend'. Just make sure it is not on anything electronic based." He spoke plainly, but emphasized the boyfriend part; like he knew what really was going on. He didn't, bit it seemed off when she used the term. Either way, it was not any of his business, but hers and simply left it at that. he turned and just cleaned up the tools and such, walked back out into the corridor and begun to walk away. Simply waving a bye behind him. He did so as he figured that that was all she needed him for...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MiscMrE</strong> on <strong>09-09-2015, 11:40:27</strong>
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				Name: Pater<br>Location: Musashi, Science Vessel Hanger<br>Tagging: Open (come meet a science officer, we only bite when asked!)<br>--------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Pater’s assignment to the Musashi had been fairly quiet. No thunderous applause, no speeches from great leaders encouraging him. Simply a set of orders that indirectly told him he could continue doing what he loved in a completely new environment. <br><br>He knew there would be problems, there always were. After all, his own King had decided it was not the time for the Ælpheon people to be out amongst the stars. There were always exceptions though. Science had to be one of them. Science, Pater understood.<br><br>Long, narrow digits ran through his hair, pulling through it until they reached the synthetic tie at the base of his skull. There was a slight frown on his face as he studied the terminal before him.<br><br>“This isn’t right, not right at all.”<br><br>There was a soft accent to the Ælph’s voice as he spoke, and he shook his head lightly. The fingers on his left hand freed themselves from the band, and began to tap at the screen on the inside of his wrist.<br><br>His lavender eyes seem flicker as he studies the wrist screen, before a light chuckle escapes his lips. Looking back at the hanger terminal before him he rapidly clipped out a pattern on it.<br><br>“Much better, much, much better. Now, if I reroute...”<br><br>His voice faded off as he spoke, a smile turning up on his lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 06:23:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Somewhere aboard the Musashi<br><hr><br>Karri leaned against the railing of the forward observation deck, her dark blue eyes regarding the equally blue world they were approaching. She had been reassigned to the Musashi, a space battleship of the 3rd fleet; a ship that 6 months ago was thought to have gone rogue. She hadn’t read all the information that had been released about the incident but basically the ship and crew were setup by Lazarus Heavy Industries who have since been shut down, dismantled, and investigated for illegal business practices, and attempted Genocide.<br>Still she had no idea as to why was she had seemingly been reassigned from the Princeton to the Musashi. Maybe it was all due to her skills...<br><br>The alert klaxon pulled the Garmillan pilot from her revelry as the UNCN Masyu prepared for a water landing on the 3rd fleet's chosen RnR planet.<br>The small waterworld the perfect place for the fleet to meet and greet. And since all the UNCN ships were designed to land on water, a tropical waterworld dotted with small Islands was the perfect fleet anchorage. With one last look at the world she turned to head back to her quarters for the atmospheric entry and landing. <br>It would give her a chance to double check on her kit and her orders too.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>***</strong></div><br>Lieutenant Xanaa waited her as the Sargent reviewed her transfer orders. She was glad that she was out of the heat, despite it being night it was still a tropical wold...and her duty uniform was a tad warm. She watched out the window as the off duty personnel enjoying the warm evening in the tropical paradise. Her kit bag resting on the floor her flight helmet sitting atop it the bag making a little sound as its contents shifted, drawing her attention. Her eye catching the insignia and writing on the helmet and her bag. VA-135, <em>Uninvited</em>,&nbsp; UNCN Princeton, CV-37 the white stenciled letters soon to be changed to her new Squadron.<br>She glanced back up to the Human Sargent as he seemed to be satisfied with whatever authentication he was doing on her and her transfer orders.<br><br><strong>”Welcome aboard Lieutenant.” </strong>He says handing her her the Cosmo Navy data pad back. <strong>“The senior staff is at a fancy dress ball on the CA Belka, and the crew has RnR. I’ll leave a message for the ACHO regarding loading your fighter craft,”</strong> The sergeant&nbsp; paused making sure he hadn't forgotten anything, <strong>“Your quarters are on Deck 15 The Data-pad has the route and a schematic of the ship.”<br></strong><br><br><strong>“Thank you Sargent.”</strong> She said as she picked up her helmet and shouldered her kit bag. She nodded to him once more, a friendly smile on her violet lips as she made her way onto her ‘new’ ship...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 17:40:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11618608#msg11618608">Quote from: Major Major on 08-09-2015, 00:29:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">For several seconds, Bob's expression did not change in the slightest, as his mug remained in place against his lips. After those few moments, he lowered the mug, and gave her an almost <em>disappointed</em> expression. "Do you really think I'm daft enough to answer that question, here and now of all places?" he asked her sternly, and waggled his finger at her reproachfully. "I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed like my parents wanted me to be, but I'm not <em>that</em> dumb." he continued. "Besides, even if I had any thoughts regarding such a matter, I am a serving military officer, and it would be grossly inappropriate of me to have such thoughts about any of my fellow crew members on this ship." he then turned to Moira. "Thank you for the tea, it was lovely." he said to her, before turning on his heel and marching out without another word to either of them.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;To say Misa was a bit rocked by Rob's response was an understatement. She had meant the question as a joke. She knew Rob was a decent man with a sound sense of judgment and by rights a fairly intelligent man. She set the mug down after giving Moira a look and went after him. "Wait a second Rob. I meant nothing by that question. I was only just teasing you a little bit nothing more. I know you are a good person and I do know you aren't that dumb." she said to him hoping that maybe she might be able to get him to calm down.<br><br>___________________________________________<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11619998#msg11619998">Quote from: Orochimaru on 08-09-2015, 07:23:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Fate, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Damien blinked in surprise when she grabbed his hand and shook it. He did shake her hand back though. "No need to thank me. Just, if you are to do something like that with your...'boyfriend'. Just make sure it is not on anything electronic based." He spoke plainly, but emphasized the boyfriend part; like he knew what really was going on. He didn't, bit it seemed off when she used the term. Either way, it was not any of his business, but hers and simply left it at that. he turned and just cleaned up the tools and such, walked back out into the corridor and begun to walk away. Simply waving a bye behind him. He did so as he figured that that was all she needed him for...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Fate<br>Location: Belka, Corridor<br>Tagging: Damien, open<br><br>&nbsp;Fate heard the tone in his voice when he mentioned about her "boyfriend." She blushed but somehow something in her wouldn't let that particular one go. "Um...no it was with my wife long distance from our home on Mid-Childa." she said. Though almost at once she nearly regretted saying that. Her face turned several very interesting shades of red from the feelings of embarrassment she now suddenly felt over this whole affair. "I'm to shut up now." she said after a moment. "Still I thank you for your time." she said to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 01:17:49</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Belka, Corridor to Mussashi<br>Tagging: Fate, Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. "It is your life and honestly none of my business. If you are happy with her, who am I to say? If you want to thank me, just be careful with the communications hub so you can keep in touch with your happiness." He stated. He was not known to be so bold like this, but he was just being honest and even gave Fate and honest smile before turning to look ahead down the corridor. Once again, he gave Fate a good bye wave ad secretly wished her luck in her relationship and was happy she had one. It must have been nice. Damien thought as he walked.<br><br>Damien had made his way to the costume shop on the Belka, changed to his engineers bodysuit, returned the tools and made one last stop at the dance floor. He was regretting not asking Misa for a proper dance as his way of apologizing for possibly making her feel alone and all. He felt bad for that and ran off with Sally for a bit instead of finding Misa right away. He sighed and then made his way towards the Mussashi seeing as there was nothing else or anyone else to socialize with. He moved swiftly to and through the Mussashi back to the engineering department and found there was a bit of a to do list. One was to go down to the flight hangar and take inventory of parts and look at a few of the fighters for simple system check ups. No one seemed back and he needed something to do, thus, he decided to do just that. He moved from the engineering station and begun walking down the corridors of Mussashi unaware of the newcomer on board.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 02:13:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>Karri held the data-pad in her hand as she followed the schematic of the ship towards the main hanger. She had put her kit bag on her bed in her new quarters her helmet on the little desk. She didn't have that much to unpack so she figured that she would check out her new home. <br>She paused at the junction as she briefly debated heading aft to the hanger or forward to the mess, her head turning to look both ways down the corridor. The hanger won out, she figured if the ship had shore-leave the hanger would be quiet and it would be the perfect time for 'sightseeing'. Though since the Musashi wasn't a carrier like her last posting she wondered how busy flight operations would be.<br><br>She leaned against the railing as she looked out over the the main hanger. It seemed small to her though she sort of expected it, this was a battleship not a carrier. Still it looked like every other warship hanger she had ever seen. She reached up fully unzipping her duty uniform jacket revealing the skintight black tank-top she was wearing underneath.&nbsp; She leaned forward on the railing again her dark blue eyes surveying the hanger as she studied the arrangement of the ready launch racks, ordnance storage, and recovery equipment.&nbsp; The Garmillan pilot idly musing again as to why she had been transferred to the Musashi. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 02:51:23</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien took his time to get there, but soon made it to the hangar. He soon came onto the main platform that kept all the fighters in order and ready for launch. He would be below where the new fighter pilot was, but he had no idea she was there seeing as she was being pretty quiet. Still, the heavy footsteps of his boots echoed loudly on the metal flooring as he walked towards one of the fighters. The fighter he was heading towards was Karri's. It was on the list to have a check up and as soon as possible. He came up to the fighter, put down his large bag of tools. He opened the bagm took out a few to get the underside maintenance hatch on her fighter open. Once it was open, he stuck his head inside, placed a small light inside and begun to set up so he can run a few tests. Still unaware of the female in the platforms and catwalks above.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 04:11:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>Karri's head turned as footsteps echoed through the deserted hanger. From her vantage point above the deck she finally spied the mechanic as he made his way to the fighters stored on the deck. Her eyes lighting up as she realized that it was her's, she didn't know that it had been delivered already to the Musashi. They must have shipped it over while she was waiting for the transport over to the battleships mooring. <br>She clipped her data-pad to her belt as she moved back over towards the ladder that lead down to the main deck. She slid down with practice ease, her boots clicking as she made her way across the decking towards Damien and her Cosmo Zero Kai.&nbsp; The blue skinned Garmillan pilot seeming to materialize out of the shadows of the hanger as she finally stepped into a pool of light from one of the overhead lamps.<br><br><strong>"When did they load the Onryō? I didn't think she would be here until tomorrow." </strong>She says her hand running over the smooth black and red tiger striped skin of the fighter. Karri's dark blue eyes flicking back to the engineer working under the fighter craft. In the same that she looked over to Damien she realizes that she had unzipped her uniform. She quickly half turns to the side as she pulled the zipper back up, shifting as the uniform pulls tight over her chest; the tight fabric and shrug of her shoulders adding a little bounce. She looks back over to the the engineer half smirking at the short man. <br><br><strong>"Lieutenant Karri Xanaa."</strong> she says trying to make her little faux pas disappear.<br><br><em><br>*fixed the bad formattting</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 06:37:22</strong>
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				Prower-Graves was feeling strangely mercurial in his moods at the moment, possibly from the alcohol in his system, as he turned and gave her a full-on Death Glare. "Reaallly." he drawled with narrowed eyes. "Well, isn't that nice for you." he then continued, before stopping and taking a long deep breath to try and get himself back under control. "...Sorry..." he said softly. "I'm just not... romance minded." he said. "Haven't been for years."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 07:03:40</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa still flinched when he gave her the cold stare and then his words almost hit her like a freight train. Then he apologized to her and confessed he hadn't been romance minded in a long time. She nodded her head and placed her hand on his shoulder. "That's nothing to be ashamed of either. To tell you the god's honest truth neither have I. I've had some prospects myself but nothing ever came of it. Largely I guess maybe due to my own views of myself. I've spent the better part of the last five years and most of my adult life in the cockpit of a fighter. I took life largely as it came because at the time most of my life was spent in combat. I took what came my way simply because I never knew if my next deployment or combat patrol was my last. In some ways being the CAG onboard the Musashi is a bit of a different beast for me. So it's taking some getting used to." she said to him confessing some of her inner doubts. Hell it was more than likely alcohol itself. "I want to apologize for putting you in that situation." she said offering him her hand. "Friends?" she asked him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 07:19:33</strong>
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				"Aye, Friends." he said after a moment, and took her hand in his and shook it, before sighing as his mood took another turn, this time for the dour. "Even if I'd had any inclinations or interests in that direction, I don't have any ability to follow through on them." he then admitted to her, sounding sad for a moment, and staring off into the distance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 07:47:40</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien was opening some ports to attach a scanner to and half of his body was inside the underside of the craft.&nbsp; He had pulled his pudgy body up to do so. He was stronger than her looked, but was not paying attention to the woman as he did not hear her come up, but when she spoke her name, he jumped, fell and landed the few feet right on his butt. He took a moment to breath and calm his racing heart from the scare, but soon looked around and then up at the woman. His green eyes gazing at her through his glasses. "Umm..." he cleared his throat. "May I help... you...?" he said nervously. Jeez, how many woman are on Mussashi? He mentally asked himself as he observed her. Mostly it was her skin color, it was... odd to see it, but she did have a pleasant hair color and her beautiful blue eyes were stunning as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 14:56:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>Karri blinked at the mans surprised reaction and at the same time mentally sighed in relief that the engineer had been too busy to catch her little display though she did feel bad that she had apparently startled him enough that he ended up on the deck. Though at least he didn't look like he hurt himself.<br><br><strong>"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you,"</strong> She says as she reaches her hand out to help his up to his feet and repeats her name. <strong>"Lieutenant Karri Xanaa. I just transferred in from the UNCN Princeton."</strong> she says as she leans over and partly under the nose of the fighter craft smiling and inadvertently showing off her attributes to Damian.<br><br><strong>"This is my baby Onryō; I didn't think they would have her aboard until tomorrow,"</strong> Her head nodding up towards the fighter. <strong>"Everything looking good so far?"</strong> Karri asked her violet lips still curled in a friendly smile as she regarded the short bespectacled human. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 20:26:07</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>The man looked up at the young woman, but made the notion of thanks, but no thanks to her offer to help him up. he moved to stand up, hearing her name. So, she was not of Mussashi up until very recently. "Engineering Warrant Officer, Damien Stein..." He said as she moved under the nose of her fighter. Which, he made notice of her form. She was attractive as well and he tried not to stare. What was with everything tonight? He mentally sighed. "I am sure it was said as we were at a party all day... but I had not a chance to work to know..." he said slightly timidly. Still, despite finding her skin color a bit strange, she was still very beautiful in an exotic kind of way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 21:11:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br><strong>"Nice to meet you Chief Stine."</strong> Karri nodding when he declined her hand. She shifted back as he stood so as not to crowd him. He looked a bit nervous, maybe she had given him more of fright than she had thought at first. Or maybe he never seen a Garmillan before; well in person. <br><br><strong>"The master-at-arms at the gangway said the crew had liberty and most of the officers were at a fancy dress party,"</strong> Karri said as she turned to look up at the fighter. <strong>"That's why I was so surprised that they got her aboard already."</strong> She reached up to press her hand against the hull of the craft before looking back to Damien.<br><br><strong>"Well I'll let you get back to work I'm sure she's in good hands."</strong> She said smiling once more and patting fighter's side. She didn't want to get off on the wrong foot with the crew even before her first full day aboard.&nbsp; <strong>"Let me know if you find anything out of sorts Chief and when she's going to be repainted with the squadron's livery."</strong> The Garmillan pilot said as she started to turn to head out of the hanger she paused for a moment to retrieve her data-pad. She didn't want to get lost heading to the galley.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 21:37:09</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien indeed had not seen a Garmillian before, but that was not it. It was the fact he was simply socially awkward. "Well." He started. "The crew rather get all the big work done first, but yes... that was true..." He then watched her movements and listened, but then after that saw her begin to walk away. "Y-you do not need to leave... You would not be bothering me... It's just..." He sighed and then forced himself to say. "I am not good around people." He was also still distracted by Sally and the fact of the party itself. At the very least, he offered for her to stay. "I can work either way..." He said and picked up some cables and his power meter. Before he climbed back in, if she was looking, she would see a flash of a dark, slasher type smile and when he climbed back up, he chuckled in a dark and deep tone would would echo inside the hull of her fighter. He would then start to connect the cables to the access ports and connect them to his reader to start a full system analysis. It would take awhile too.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-09-2015, 22:49:09</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>She looked back as she heard Damien say that she could stay. Her deep blue eyes fixing on the short pudgy man. Well if he wasn't good around people that explained his nervousness and even beyond her surprising him. And if he wasn't a people person she didn't want to leave and make him feel like she was leaving because of him.<br><br><strong>"Ok,"</strong> she said with a cheery tone as she pivoted, her hips swaying as she re-clipped her data-pad and made her way back to the fighter. She didn't catch his slasher grin but Her head tipped to the side quizzically at the sound of the Chief's dark little chuckle as he started to work again. She shook her head sure that she just misheard, probably just the echo from the interior of the fighter craft and the empty hanger.<br><br><strong>"Let me know if you need to power up any of the avionics from the cockpit."</strong> She offered before glancing around for one of the cockpit access ladders just in case.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>12-09-2015, 05:34:20</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>The young engineer suddenly let out an evil and dark cackle; something that could not have been mistaken. He dropped from the haul. "Are you kidding? I was born for this shit." He said with absolute confidence. A 360 of how she first met him mere moments before. He took the other end of the cables and plugged them into the reader and begun a full systems scan. "Now, tell m your story my new friends..."He said in a deeper and darker tone. Obviously speaking to her fighter and begun to list all the spec and tech stuff of her fighter like he was a hamster on coffee. After a few more moments, he looked over to her with a smile, like absolutely nothing happened. "Oh, no. You are okay. There really is nothing I can't do when I am connected to the mainframe of the craft." This time, his tone was normal.&nbsp; "I am just here because the party is not my thing...and the sooner we get your fighter ready, the sooner it is ready in case you are to go out and fight. That and so you have a fighter that works and you come back alive." He paused for a moment. "I... only came onto this ship myself..." He admitted and tried to take the first step at breaking the ice so to speak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>12-09-2015, 07:46:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>The Garmillan pilot blinked as she heard Damien's...cackle. Confusion on her features at the seeming complete change in personality of the man. She just watched him as he continued working almost as if she wasn't there, speaking to the fighter like a completely different person. His not being 'good' around people suddenly taking on a different meaning.<br>When he looked back to her and smiled, normally. His personality seeming to reverted back to how he was originally. Her head tipping to the side then shaking for a moment. <br><strong>"Oh, Ok...Ummm...let me know if I can help."</strong> She says back her unsure of of what to do, a first for her.<br>She listened to the Chief as he continued on about ensuring her fighter was ready and that it would bring her back alive. Her head tilting as she focused on the man as he offered that he too had only just come aboard as well.<br><br>Maybe his odd personality change was related to his shyness. Her mind racing as she pulled out everything she remembered from her Psych 101 course. He understood tech, machines, they didn't judge they didn't talk back, he was their...master. People how ever did judge, they did talk back he didn't understand them so he didn't know how to interact with them.<br>Well it was a good starting theory...<br><br><strong>"I see...So how long have you been aboard Chief?"</strong> She asked as Damien seemed to be back to 'normal'...<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>12-09-2015, 08:39:41</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien went back to looking at his computer pad after she asked her question to him. "Days actually." He answered and then paused. "I think I was brought on board to assist.. or for a previous mission, to take care of a life support pod by myself. Not that it was a challenge.... for as old as the electronics was, but still. I am not that good with tech, Far as I know, whatever was in that pod is still alive at least. Though, I suppose I should ask. as anything been giving you trouble on your machine?" He asked her, though he hoped he was not boring her. She was great looking and all too. Then again, he felt more comfortable meeting girls in a place like this than on the dance floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>12-09-2015, 20:59:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>Karri listened to the Engineer as he continued to work on the fighter. So he had only been on board for a few days, her attention peaking when her continued on mentioning an old lifepod and that whoever or whatever was in it was still alive.<br><br><strong>"Umm...the port wing actuator is slow when folding the wings up they thought it was the slave actuator or a kinked Hydraulic line."</strong> She said in response to his question about her ship. <strong>"So how old was this life pod?"</strong> Her curiosity getting the better of her. <strong>"Was it from the war or older?"</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>12-09-2015, 21:16:44</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien took a moment to think before speaking. "The parts looked pretty old fashioned and some of the smaller parts were larger than today's standard. So, by my guess, the war, but then again. Probably older. Honestly, that is all I can tell you. I was just assigned to a small crew to board a derelict ship and rather suddenly too." He stated, but then tapped a few times on the screen. He was setting it to focus on the problem area Karri spoke off after the system scan. "As for the wing, I'll see what I can do. Could also be a faulty power coupling somewhere. Cold space is usually not nice to those connectors..." He stated as a nothing possibility. "Either way, I will see what is wrong and fix it if I can." He was going to try and be a bit flattering, but didn't say anything. The fact she was able to talk to him was surprising enough.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 06:10:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>She nodded at Damien's mention of a ship and his assessment that it could be form the war, or even older. Another question popped into her thoughts, probably what should have been the first. Was it Human, Garmillan or another species? Could it be from an unknown alien race? <br><br><strong>"Was the ship Human, Garmillan or another races?"</strong> She asked the curiosity and excitement evident in her voice even to the Chief. Karri stepping closer to the the pudgy human engineer. Her hands clasped before her chest, the Garmillan pilot's deep blue eyes bright as she looks to the human.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 06:55:28</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>The Warrant Officer tapped a few more times on the screen to keep the scan going on a few area's of the fighter, but he did glance out of the corner of his eye at the Garmillian woman. He say her in a hopeful and interested stance, with her beautiful blue eyes shining with interest. This was the second time he ever looked at her and honestly, to him, she was very beautiful; then again, all women to him were, but usually he was not the one to be suckered for charms. Yet, the way she looked at him; he simply wanted to answer her, compelled to. "...Hard to say... We only really stopped at the pod... Honestly, I doubt we would have had the time. The reserve power was barely operating. I had to rig it so we had a higher chance of the support staying active while we moved the pod. Amazing the ship still had any power remaining as a matter of fact. You would have to talk to the higher ups if you wanted to know who or what was in it. I am no scientist, just an engineer." He answered the lovely woman and his green eyes looked at her out of the corner of his eye still.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 08:21:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>At the Chief's mention of 'higher ups' realization that the ship, pod and who or whatever was inside may be classified suddenly dampened her curiosity. And as she continued to think about it the more likely it seemed that it would be. <br><br><strong>"I don't know that I'll be asking about, I'm thinking that it's probably classified,"</strong> she says her violet lips in a little smirk,&nbsp; <strong>"Wouldn't look good for the just arrived pilot to be asking about things that happened before I got here."</strong> She half laughs as she nods to Damien. <br><br><strong>"Well I haven't eaten since before I arrived so I'm going to go look for the galley and get a snack. It was very nice to meet you Warrant Officer Stine."</strong> Karri says as she smiles and waves to the Engineer as she starts to turn showing off her curves in her skintight uniform. <strong>"Let me know if you find anything wrong with the Onryō."</strong> She says looking back to Damien before she starts to head off. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 09:29:19</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>As she turned, he could not help but notice her womanly curves in her skin tight flight uniform and that got his perverted side. Though, he could not help but feel she was doing that on purpose. Though, she mentioned about food. So, to get his mind off her body. She was also probably right about the fact the information about the pod was classified. Either way, he looked at his datapad at the time and then looked over at the woman. "If..." He the paused nervously before he started talking again. "I do not know if the party is still going on the Belka, but.. I... I could take you there... and... see if you could get something there."If anything, he did consider paying for some food for her, but only cause he would try to be a gentleman, even though he was starting to become nervous as hell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 21:59:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>She paused and looked back to the Engineer as he offered to take her to the fancy dress party. That could be fun, though it was getting late and she would have to be up early for tomorrow and there was no telling what the CAG was like or what kind of proficiency testing they might want. She made a little sight as she shook her head no, her violet lips curlingin a friendly smile.<br><strong>"Sorry Chief, I'll pass. It's almost 23 hundred and I need to get some rest before I meet the senior air staff,"</strong> the pilot pausing for a moment. <strong>"You can take me to the next party."</strong> She says with grin before she head off, her heels clicking loudly in the empty hanger. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>13-09-2015, 22:35:42</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien raised an eyebrow as he looked at her a bit more now. "Then you'll probably be waiting on them... They were at the party and if I had to guess... Not many will be up bright and early or if they do, it would be with a hangover." He said as she started to walk off. That was really the only reason he was still up and working, he could sleep in and be up later. He was not a morning person by any means, but he did have some leeway being an engineer... if he did his job that is. Plus, the crew seemed a bit more laid back in his opinion. He set down his datapad and quickly moved to move in front of her to stop her. He reached over to take her left hand with his right in his. He then brought her hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of her hand and then slowly let her hand go. He looked up and gave her a small smile. "Pleasure to meet you then. Good night, milady." He said sweetly, before moving aside for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 00:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11628318#msg11628318">Quote from: Major Major on 11-09-2015, 07:19:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Aye, Friends." he said after a moment, and took her hand in his and shook it, before sighing as his mood took another turn, this time for the dour. "Even if I'd had any inclinations or interests in that direction, I don't have any ability to follow through on them." he then admitted to her, sounding sad for a moment, and staring off into the distance.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as it seemed Rob was willing to let it go. Though he did say something that caught her attention. He seemed about whatever it was and she wanted to talk more about it. She placed a hand on his shoulder. "Do you want to talk about it? I might be a woman but I kind of pride myself on being able to talk to my friends about their problems. Lord knows I've given enough council to the Captain since I came onboard six months ago." she said to him. Misa wanted Rob to know she would listen and offer whatever help she could.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 02:12:09</strong>
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				He sighed after a long moment of contemplation, and then nodded. "But somewhere less public, all right? And this will remain between you, me and the MO, clear?" he stated, as they walked off together, with Prower-Graves suddenly looking older and more tired than most could have ever imagined.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 02:45:09</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to him as she followed behind him. Though when he mentioned MO she knew what he had meant. Just from that Misa was wondering what sort of medical reason he could have for it. She led him down the corridors of the ship till she got to her quarters. "I think this should be private enough for it." she said opening and walking in. "Give me a moment to change into something more comfortable." she said grabbing some spare clothes and heading for her bathroom. Five minutes later she came back out dressed in gym shorts and a t-shirt. She then set a pot of water on the stove to make some tea. She then wandered back and sat down across from him. "Alright so what's up?" she asked him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 03:08:57</strong>
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				Bob took a long slow breath and then looked around to make absolutely certain no one else was around. "Well... you know how I've never mentioned why I left the Service, and ended up in the private sector.... There's a reason for that; the last mission that I went on with the EDF went south.... All the way south, and fast...." he shuddered a little. "No one on it came out in one piece, if they came out of it at all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 03:16:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa sat back nodding her head as she let him begin to speak. As he spoke to her she was beginning to get a real sinking feeling in the bottom of her gut about what exactly could be his issue with women, from a medical perspective anyway. She motioned for him to continue speaking as she heard the kettle on the stove begin to go off. She got up and came back a few minutes later with a mug of tea for him and one for her. She left the bottle of bourbon on the coffee table if he wanted to take a shot to help with the memories.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 03:28:50</strong>
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				"Thanks." he said and took the tea from her. "Yes... it was a bad mission. I was one of the relatively lucky ones; no lost limbs or ruined internal organs, no crippling burns or scars.... " he then looked into the bottom of his mug. "But what I lost, I'm fairly certain medical science, even today, can not replace." he said. "The looks I got from those around me, pitying and sorrowful.... I couldn't stand them..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 03:53:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien; Open - Musashi main hanger<br><hr><br>She stopped again as the Engineer called back to her. Well if the ships CAG and flight operations crew was late that was fine just a long as she was on time. She turned to look back to Damien. <br><br><strong>"Well then I'll probably look good for being ready, and I'll probably get off easy then on whatever qualifications they usually do."</strong> She said with a smirk on her lips as she takes another step then pausing as the Chief jogged over towards her. The pilot blinking as he takes her hand and speaks before kissing the back of her hand. She did her best not to laugh, as she assumed he was trying to be...gallant? <br><br><strong>"Pleasure to meet you Sir Stine; and good night."</strong> She replied her violet lips curled up in a grin as her hand was released.&nbsp; Still smirking to herself as she made her way out of the hanger the click of her heels soon fading to leave the hanger almost as silent as when she had arrived. The&nbsp; Garmillan pilot making her way to the galley and then back to her quarters. <br><br>Tomorrow would likely be a busy day and the ship already seemed to be more interesting than her last posting.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 04:07:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to him and that sinking feeling was getting worse and worse. She gently picked up the bottle and poured a measure of the golden liquid into his cup. Not a lot but enough for him to feel it. She then poured herself a measure in her own tea before settling back into the chair and taking a sip of it. The warmth of the tea with the alcohol warmed her bones even more. She looked back at him with a neutral expression urging him to continue with his story. She had asked for it so she was going to listen to it in all it's "gory" detail so to speak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 04:33:33</strong>
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				He took a long draw on the navy tea that she'd given him, and then shuddered. "So, yes, I suppose you have grasped it by now; I was... rendered less than a man when that mission went bad." he flatly admitted. "I'm pretty much a bloody Ken doll down there now." he said bitterly as he then tilted his head back and finished his tea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:17:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to him when he mentioned it to her what she had already suspected since he mentioned it. She drunk back the tea taking a moment to gather her thoughts. "That's the way it is eh?" she said after a moment before setting the cup down and letting the silence act as a buffer between them. After a bit she took a breath and looked at him. She had in her mind several things she wanted to tell him that she knew about medical science in today's world but at the moment she knew he wasn't ready to hear it nor did he want to hear it. He was trusting her with one of his darkest and in his eyes most shameful secrets. "You know, it's ironic between us. I left the military, well more like drummed out because one of my asshole superiors decided to get grabby and I put him in intensive care. You left the military for your own reasons." she said leaning her back and letting out a sigh. "Fuck it!" she said leaning forward and grabbing the bottle from the table. She popped the top and took a good long belt from it. The burn felt good going down her throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:35:11</strong>
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				He quietly took the bottle from her now, clearly deciding to go against what he'd said earlier, and then took a long draught from the bottle himself; he coughed like a faulty truck engine after it, but he didn't really care too much about it here and now. "Not a bad blend..." he commented to her once he had his breath back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 06:03:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Rob as she watched him take the bottle from her and take a long belt from it. After he set it down and talked about how good it was. "Well it should be good. It's a twenty year bottle so it's worth a good mint in cred. Hence why scamming it from that poor Belkan tech was so much the sweeter." she said with a giggle and her cheeks a bit rouge in tint. "Though got to say, I'm kind of looking forward to seeing what Moira does with the huge beluga you caught earlier. Should make for a heck of a fish story around the campfire eh?" she said with a grin. This is why she liked hanging out with Rob. He was good company.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 07:34:01</strong>
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				Bob looked at her a moment, before bursting out in laughter. "You're trouble there, Misa; I guess that's why I like you too." he said, as he then rubbed his face a bit. "Anyhoow... yes, it'll be interesting to see what the lass does with it too." she said, referring to Moira and the fish that they'd caught earlier.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 07:34:18</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Hangar<br>Tagging: Karri, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>The young engineer watched as she walked away, but had a sinking feeling that she thought he was just stupid or something. More like he was making a complete fool of himself. Then again, when didn't he make a complete fool of himself? He sighed and moved back over to the fighter, bent over and picked up the datapad and got back to work. Though, he now had heavy thoughts and thought more on the evening. Letting off some more heavy sighs as he continued his current work. Despite personal feelings, he could easily do the job and get things right. He was at least exceptional in that area.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 11:01:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to him with a laugh herself. She took the bottle back before taking another belt from it. "You know Rob if you want you are welcome to stay here the night? I don't think either of us would be good for going up or down stairs in our current condition." she said referring to them the alcohol the two of them had consumed with the bottle, which was nearly empty by this point and boy were Misa's cheeks nice and rosy now. She took one look at the bottle before handing it Rob. "Go ahead. Polish it off and we'll call it a night? What do you say?" she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 11:07:41</strong>
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				He considered that for a moment, before waving his hand in a dramatic fashion. "Sure, why not!" he declared. "Be nice to have someone nearby when I sleep for once.." he said, the alcohol making him slur his words a little. "That's the one problem wiv my lot...." he mumbled. "A big, lonely set of quarters...." mumbled, as he slumped back in the chair, and closed his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 11:34:46</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she watched Rob belt back the last swallow of the whiskey before taking her up on the offer of sleeping at her place for the night. She smiled nodding her head as she watched him pass out in the chair. She could tell from his voice that it had meant a lot to him to at least sleep in the same living space as another human being. She understood it all too well. She drank the last of the tea before looking at him once more and shaking her head. Misa then went to get him a blanket before draping it over him. The last thing she went to do was wash her face before she bedded down for the night. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was gone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 23:08:53</strong>
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				The following day was spent almost in its entirety with all the captains in the meeting tent with the Admiral going over more patrol Routes, and up, and coming skirmishes, and war games with the Republic of Gamalas Military. It was a yearly competition that the Terrons introduced to the Gamalons, and helped both militarys tremendously. A large part of the final meeting was listening to Amelia grouse about all the politics that her job involved. Making sure that none of the captains beneath her wanted to step up to Admiral. The Politics along was enough to kill a man. Jeremy carefully took notes about the pertinet stuff that Admiral Burnside spoke of, including the wargames, but let the rest of it slide. He had spent enough time under her command to know how to listen for the important stuff. Jeremy also had no intention of accepting admiral, even if the Command staff were remotely interested in a Black Mark like him. It would risk losing the Musashi, and that was unacceptable to him. <br><br>Meanwhile on the ship, repairs, maintenance routines were followed, and double checked to make sure that the super dreadnought was in full tip top shape. The young girl that was found in the pod sleeping peacefully through it all as Dr. Santiago, and his nurses kept a close eye upon her. They managed to free the loaf of french bread from her iron grasp, and let her hold a stuff animal that a female crew member donated.&nbsp; <br><br><em>0530hrs</em> Launch day<br><br>Though out the massive Dreadnought, the sound of a Bugle playing&nbsp; sounded the waking of the massive vessel. On the bridge, Jeremy was already sitting at his station sipping his coffee as he waited for his crew to join him in order to get the ship ready for lift off, He was sure the other ships were doing the same time. He looked out through the massive windscreen of the 1st Bridge as the predawn light that started to lighten the darken sky. Down in the galley, Moira was serving up breakfast, and dinner for those coming off the third shift. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 23:22:23</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Engineering Department<br>Tagging: Jeremy, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien had actually stayed up all night and took care quite a bit of the work himself. Not all, but what one man could do with hours of free time on his hands. So, as Captain Jeremy sat at his station, Damien came up to a communications terminal and called Jeremy. When he answered, Damien Saluted. "Captain, Warrant Officer, Damien Stein of Engineering reporting, Sir." He started and paused for a moment. "I have the the report from maintenance... Early due to me pulling an all-nighter sir." he concluded and awaited further orders or to be at ease, so on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 00:50:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, CAG - Musashi fighter Operations<br><hr><br>Karri was already awake when revelry was played through out the warship. She sat up in bed her red hair a mess as she looked at the clock, her fingers running through hair as she gathered her thoughts. <br>The Garmillan pilot rolled out of bed her clinging black shift and panties accenting her pale blue skin as she got ready for the first day on the Musashi.<br><br>She showered and dressed in her flight uniform before she made her way to the Galley for a quick breakfast and then made her way to the Commander Air Group's office to report for duty.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:52:10</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Musashi<br>Tagging: Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Misa had been sound asleep when the sudden bugle call rang out all over the ship. That noise was met with growling frustration. "Jeremy you asshole I'll fucking kill you!" she said grabbing her gun and shooting the speaker in her room. While her breath came back to her she glared at it. "Fucking thing..." she growled before climbing out of bed. She paced her way through the bathroom not knowing if the alarm had woken up Rob or not. "Damn my fucking head is killing me." she said chugging back some pain pills for her headache. She got dressed and headed out. She snagged breakfast and a tall cup of "Moira's Elixir" before heading down to her office. The cup of coffee was enough to stay Jeremy's execution for another day. She sat in her office munching on a sausage, egg and bacon biscuit when the door opened admitting someone. "Oh good morning." is what she said. What Karri would hear was "O mo on ing." from her stuffed mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 04:07:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa - Musashi fighter Operations<br><hr><br>Karri took a half second to process the food muffled words of Misa before she responded to the greeting.<br><br><strong>"Good morning Captain Ayase," </strong>the Garmillan pilot snapping to attention a moment later, as she salutes, <strong>"Lieutenant Karri Xanaa reporting for duty, Mam."</strong> She chants out in a practiced cadence.&nbsp; Her deep blue eyes fixed on the buxom female officer as she remains at attention waiting for the captain to set her at ease. She didn't know anything about the Captain. Was she a stickler, was she more relaxed? If what the Chief had said yesterday was true she would be the latter.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 04:53:00</strong>
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				Name: Misa<br>Location: Misa's Office<br>Tagging: Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head when she saw the girl. She set down her biscuit sandwich before taking a moment to wipe her mouth of food before looking at the pilot. At first glance one could easily tell she wasn't human. After all the blue skin was a dead giveaway. She was a gamalias who had enlisted in the Cosmo Navy. Well this was going to be interesting indeed. "First off at ease Lieutenant. Second it's Lieutenant Commander not Captain. My old rank on file needs to change since I was put back in uniform. Lazarus had different ranking systems than the Cosmo Navy." she said to her 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 08:21:08</strong>
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				Name: Lyra<br>Location: Musashi; Bridge<br>Tagging: Jeremy, open<br><br>Lyra yawned and stepped on to the bridge with a large mug of coffee in her hand. She was one of the last to arrive on board the bridge as was usual for her. She yawned and raised her free hand in greeting. “Morning Cap.” She yawned as she made her way to her position at the helm. She really wasn’t much for formalities or rules and regulations. She just enjoyed flying powerful battleships and was damn good at her job as well despite her reputation as a bit of a sloth and a trouble maker. There was something special knowing that such a ship moved at your command.&nbsp; After she arrived at her spot, she sipped at her coffee and let out a satisfied “Ahh”. She yeaned back in her chair and closed her eyes as she asked, “Where we headed today Cap?”<br><br><hr><br>Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; Galley&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Moira, open<br><br>Laura lined up at the galley, staring at the tablet in her hand as she went over reports for the upcoming journey. She needed to be prepared for the upcoming mission and make sure she was up to date on all the potential issues that could arise in the upcoming war games. She’d probably need to have a briefing with the Captain to go over everything later to make sure the Captain hadn’t gone over everything the day before in the meeting with the other Captains and the Admiral. Even as she lined up to pick up her breakfast she muttered a simple “Good morning” without looking up from her reports.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 18:03:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa<br><hr><br>Karri nodded and moved to stand at ease at Misa's words. The alien pilot faintly smiling at the Lieutenant Commander before she responded. <br><br><strong>"My apologies Lieutenant Commander,"</strong> She said correcting the rank of the woman. <strong>"Did you want me to comeback later when your finished breakfast?" </strong>her head making a slight nod towards the half eaten breakfast sandwich. <br>Part of her was eager to get her assignment, but she didn't want o bother the Lt. Commander not on her first day, so she would be happy to wait. She wasn't sure either if Misa would do live or virtual flight qualifications, her hope was live since she hadn't flown in more than a week.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 20:33:14</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Misa's Office<br>Tagging: Karri Xanaa<br><br>&nbsp;Misa waved her hand at Karri when she corrected her as she sipped the wonderful brew. She set her Cosmo Navy mug down before looking up at her. "Nah its fine. I'd rather get this over with here and now before we move on to the nitty gritty." she said to her as she took another bite from the breakfast sandwich itself. She chewed and then swallowed before standing up and grabbing the plate. "Well let's see what you got Lieutenant?" she said walking out of her office and towards the simulators. "Procedures state I got to test your sim scores first, plus I have several that will more than likely be down there as well that I need to rate. Then we'll see what you got in a real cockpit eh?" she said with a grin. Moira's brew doing wonders for her mood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 20:40:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Damien, Lyra, Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy looked over as he saw a small monitor flick on, and Warrant Officer Stein's face appeared. "Yes, Warrant officer. What do you need?" Jeremy asked as he focused his sole functioning hazel eye upon the man on screen. Damien would report that he had the daily Maintenance report, and early cause he spent all night doing the work. Jeremy raised an eyebrow at that. Why did the Warrant officer felt the need to report to him directly, and not to his own immediate superior? Normally "Jumping Rank" was highly frowned upon as it was seen showing disrespect to one's superiors, unless there was a legitimate reason for it. However, said reason eluded Jeremy, and he didn't feel like pressing the issue. "Thank you Warrant officer, forward it to my terminal, and I'll look at it when I can. Also, you're excused from your next duty shift. Make sure you get some rest." Jeremy stated simply before closing the channel. <br><br>He would then look up as he heard the door hiss open and Lyra come stumbling in with her skintight uniform that all Females in the Cosmo Navy wore. It still eluded Jeremy as to why women were expected to wear such a uniform. Granted, there were instances he wouldn't complain, but it still begged the question. He would simply give her a nod, and a grunt in acknowledgement. He didn't mind the lackadaisical attitude in this situation so long as one knew when it was time to get serious.&nbsp; <br><br>When she asked where they were headed for today, Jeremy quickly replied. "Back, 1/3. Clear us of the other ships, and then make preparations for lift off. We'll hold station in High orbit to rendezvous with the Belka." He ordered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 21:08:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa<br><hr><br>Karri waited patiently while the Lt. Commander finished up her breakfast sandwich, her deep blue eyes following the female officer as she stood with the now empty plate and beckoned her on to <em>'see what she's got'</em>. The pilot nodded to Misa.<br><br><strong>"Of course Lt. Commander, after you."</strong> The Garmillan pilot said smiling as she shifted aside for the woman before following behind her. Karri unable to not watch the shift and sway of Misa's hips for a moment as she followed. <br><br><strong>"Understood Lt. Commander."</strong> her head nodding unseen as she trailed behind Misa to the simulator stations. This should be easy, she thought to herself, she never lost a sim battle on the UNCN Princeton, and she wasn't about to lose one now either. Her lips curling up into a grin as the Commander mentioned seeing what she had in a real cockpit.<br><br><strong>"I'll do my best to not disappoint you Lt. Commander." </strong>Karri said, the hint of excitement evident in her voice as they entered the fighter sim station. The pilot said as she scanned the room to see who else was scheduled for flight evaluation. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 21:13:02</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Engineering Department<br>Tagging: Jeremy, Misa, open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien was about to speak and see if he could talk to him personally for a few minutes and explain why he was directly going to him, but 'Jeremy had signed off. Damien sighed heavily in slight annoyance. "Rude..." He said, but soon begun to type and prep the report. There was nothing big to really report as there was nothing wrong. Everything turned out perfect about the ship. He did leave a note that he was asked to turn in the report to him; after he reported to his superior. There was another report and it was for Misa and then he remembered that he needed to apologize to her. "Oh... crap..."&nbsp; He then sent Jeremy the first report and prepared for the second on. He got it up, got it ready to send and then made a foot note. Saying that this was a report of Karri's fighter; that the fighter has nothing wrong with it's systems and an issue with the wing was fixed and the fact he was asked by his superior to send out the report.<br><br>After sending the report, he was wide awake enough to keep going, even though Jeremy said he could just take his shift off and rest. Still, what now?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 01:34:10</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Misa's Office-----------&gt;Simulators<br>Tagging: Karri Xanaa<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she walked down the corridors of the Musashi towards the simulator room. "I'm quite sure you won't Lieutenant." she said as they walked in. Several the simulator pods were already in use. Misa took a moment to check them. "Alright pod four looks like it's free. So hop in and lets see your skills Lieutenant." she said to her before walking up to the gangplank to the control room. She smiled as she pulled a data disk from her pocket and handed to the tech. "Run this scenario. I wanna see how she does." she sipping her coffee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 05:46:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa<br><hr><br>The Garmillan pilot nodded as she made her way over to pod 4. She climbed up on to the gantry that surrounds the almond shaped simulator, her hand resting on the top of the pod as she pulled the access handle. cockpit opening with a whirring a moment later. <br>Karri leaned in picking up the unit's flight helmet her skin tight flight suit nicely accenting the pilots curves as she keeled on the edge on of the unit then sat, pivoting on her bottom as she swung her legs into the simulator cockpit then slipped into the fighter seat. <br><br>It wasn't exactly like her Cosmo Zero-Kai but it was close enough, sort of like a generic cockpit for all the UNCN fighters and small craft. She pulled the simulator helmet on, her eyes blinking as it powered on and calibrated to her. A moment later after buckling her five point harness she brought the simulator cockpit systems on line, the gantry around the pod retracting as the cockpit canopy whirred closed and the motion servos activated, the simulator cockpit moving through a few short test movements to test the controls. <br><br><strong>"Ready for simulation, all sys show green."</strong> she says her voice having that distinctly scratchy radio sound as it comes across the control room speakers. She took a single deep breathe as she waited for the sim controller to load and run whatever simulation the Lt. Commander wanted to put her through. Hopefully it wasn't the Battle of Saturn simulation she thought that takes hours to complete...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 12:01:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;Misa smiled at the simulator as it began to play. The screen rezzed up to show space. One of the outer colonies of the UEG. Her systems were telling her she was launching off the deck of the carrier <em>Bunker Hill</em>. Her radio crackled to life with the voice of the <em>Bunker Hill</em>'s Captain. <em>"Alright Lieutenant this is a simple job. A coffee and cake run. We are to provide escort to the cargo vessel Girdy Lou. For the moment we'll run with your squad and the Diamond back as our CAP. I don't have to tell you these areas have been known for pirate action. Hence why we are here.</em>" he said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MiscMrE</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 13:08:22</strong>
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				Name: Pater<br>Location : Mess Hall<br>Tagging : Laura, Open<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The bugle-like wakeup call found Pater hard at work in the bio-lab. He had arisen early, having skipped the party as was his custom. The Ælpheon scientist was focused on his research, not alcohol.&nbsp; Hearing the clarion call however, he rose from the stool where he was sitting, and after punching a few final commands into the simulator, left the lab to head to the mess.<br><br>“This should give it time… if the genetic sequence is as similar as it seems… It shouldn’t be to hard to merge.” <br>He mumbled to himself as he wandered the corridors of the ship, his jumpsuit covered by a crisp, white, calf length lab coat. He smiled idly as he noticed the bleary gazes from some of the other crew, realizing most of them had either not slept, or were still suffering the effects of the gathering.<br><br>Entering the mess the tall, pale man moved to the line, picking up one of the trays as he did. He found himself standing behind a young officer who was engrossed in the tablet she carried. Nodding to her he spoke a simple greeting when he noticed the rank bars on her uniform.<br><br>“Lieutenant.”<br><br>He didn’t particularly seem to expect a response, but was being polite, attempting to be more open as his lab assistants had suggested.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 23:44:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location </strong>: Walking the corridors to the Sim Pods<br><strong>Tagging </strong>: Open<br><hr><br>The hangover was surely a thing of legends, Bob thought to himself, as he had staggered back to his own quarters, washed and generally tried to freshen himself up, with a proper uniform and all; mind you, he still wore his old black officer's jacket over the bell-bottomed jumpsuit, along with his beloved visor cap. Now feeling borderline human, he tried to ignore the headache, as he wandered around with no real destination in mind, which ended up with him making his way to the Simulators.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 23:57:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa<br><hr><br>Karri felt the simulator pod move tilting up as she launched off the virtual deck of the UNCN Bunker Hill. So a shepherd mission sim. She started to wondered why the Lt. Commander had picked this particular scenario, what was she testing then she decided against trying to guess the CAG’s motives it would just be a distraction.&nbsp; So she focused on the mission and tasks at hand. She checked the display her formation was call sign ‘Cobra’.<br><br><strong>“Copy; HAVCAP SS Girdy Lou; Diamondback CAP,”</strong> She repeated the orders then switched over to her groups com channel <strong>“HAVCAP element Cobra, form up Vic, vector zero six six mark two five seven, 300 thousand Klicks, standard."</strong> She called out over the coms to the other units in her element the simulator pod tilting to the right and down as it mimicked her control inputs. <br>The only thing missing was the real senses of speed, the lack of acceleration g-forces. The simulators couldn’t replicate the feeling of being pushed back into your chair. Still she half smiled as she was at least getting to play pilot.<br>She wondered if the other pilots being evaluated were in her group or the CAP or even on OPFOR. The virtual ships of the UNCN task force slid by the cockpit windows as the fighter group raced to the assembly point with the transport. <br><br>The small sleek fighters soon closed on the SS Girdy Lou the group of Cosmo Zero-Kai’s slowing as they moved into formation just behind and above the large freighter. <br><strong>“SS Girdy Lou, UNCN HAVCAP on station, request bearing and speed for run.”</strong> Karri said over the com to the transport. So far so good she though, of course the point of the evaluation wouldn’t be just to rendezvous with a freighter, there was bound to be… complications .<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-09-2015, 00:27:47</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob.<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned as she heard the door open to reveal a slightly more human looking Rob from the night before. "Ah back to the land of the living I see." she said teasing him just a little. "By the way sorry about the gunshot this morning. The speakerphone was quite annoying with the morning bugle." she said with sheepish look on her face before tapping a comm unit and keying in the kitchen. "Hey Moira could you send one of your boys up to the simulators with a cup of your famous elixir? The British kind along with some "wake-up" pills?" she said with a grin. It was code talk for sending up a cup of tea with a couple of aspirin. "Rob just showed up looking a little worse for wear from the night before." she said to her before turning her eyes back to the simulator.<br><br>&nbsp;<em>"Roger that Cobra One. This Girty Lou.</em> the comms tech on the ship came back as she began to transmit speed and baring for the other pilots to deal with. It was about then that her com frequency with the Bunker Hill came alive. <em>Cobra One this Bunker Hill we are reading you five by five. Prepare for fold jump. Be advise once we reach the half point we'll be launching the rest of our fighters and bringing yours and Diamondback in for re-fueling."</em> the Captain said as the large bulk of the escort carrier and the cargo ship got into formation for hyperspace travel. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>17-09-2015, 06:10:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br><strong>“Copy; Girdy Lou; bearing and speed received.”</strong> She responded back to the transport then switched over to her groups com channel <strong>“HAVCAP element Cobra, signal ready."</strong> She called out over the coms to the other units in her element. Her deep blue eyes flicking over to the display as the BunkerHill signaled. Her head nodding in the cockpit before she flicks over to the BunkerHill's com channel. Karri watching the flight data as it scrolls across the fighters nav display.<br><br><strong>“Copy; BunkerHill; Slaving NavComp for fold, Recall and Refuel at MP.”</strong> She repeated back to the carrier before she switched back to her groups com channel <strong>“HAVCAP element Cobra, Copy Fold and R&amp;R at MP."</strong> She repeated over the coms to the fighters in her element.&nbsp; The Garmillan pilot double checked the nave settings as she waited for the other pilots in Cobra to confirm they were ready for fold and had loaded the navigational data from the Girdy Lou. She instinctively looked up as the mass of the carrier crept into position with the transport. The vessel armored hull filling the most of her starboard view.&nbsp; Her attention returned to the fighters as they all signaled ready. Karri flicked over to the task group com. <br><br><strong>“99, HAVCAP Cobra ready, awaiting fold commit.”</strong> She said signaling all the units in the task group that they were ready to go. While she waited for the go signal she reviewed the current ordnance load out on her fighter. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-09-2015, 09:45:37</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;As soon as all the fighters were ready to go the Bunker Hill and the Girdy Lou turned and opened their tachyon pulses. Corridors in space opened up and like the ships of old they sailed into the currents towards their destination. After about ten boring minutes in FTL they opened up and reverted to normal space. <em>"Alright Cobra one that completes the first of man... what hold oh shit...!"</em> the Captain shouts as suddenly Karri's screen became alive with signals. Before anything could be done little specs of debris began to fly at the cargo ship and the carrier. They had walked right into a mine field. <br><br>&nbsp;Two of her contacts without even thinking suddenly blip out. Mines began impacting both the cargo ship and the Bunker Hill itself. She would register on her computer that another two of Diamond back squad suddenly added their own explosions to the mix. After a sudden explosion to her right the Girdy Lou suddenly turned and went belly-up before more explosions wracked her and all her running lights went dark. As the cargo ship fell out of formation Karri would suddenly realize that one of the mines had locked on to her and was heading straight at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-09-2015, 15:34:33</strong>
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				It was a running Mystery how Moira could be so chipper in the morning, and yet have a hair trigger. Something the Nuggets learned very quickly when they stepped aboard the <em>Musashi</em>. Everymorning, Moira would greet them warmly as they shuffled in for their breakfast, or dinner depending on the shift, and handing a warm plate full of delicious food. The UMEC food Machine that was present on other UNCN ships had been installed when the <em>Musashi</em> was absorbed into the fleet. However, the only thing it was used for was recycling the old food. It was never allowed to actually serve the meal as Moira always stated that it was the personal touch that made her food so much better than the rest of the fleet. A sentiment that anyone that tried her cooking would hartily agree with. <br><br>This morning was no different than any other. She handed out trays to the awaiting crew with a happy warm smile. Two of her assistants were taking in the old used trays, and disposing of the garbage, and cleaning the plates, and silverware to be used again. Though as Laura came through the line looking distracted with her tablet, Moira couldn't help but tease her a bit. "Good morning, Dearie. I heard you "helped" the XO back to her Cabin two nights ago after the party, and didn't come out till the following morning." Moira cooed suggestively. Smirking as she knew that would get a rise out of the rather socially awkward Lt. <br><br>Though as Pater came through, Moira gave him a smile like she did everyone else, and handed him his tray of food. She tried to make his food more for his body type rather than standard Earth. She didn't want anyone going hungry if she could have done something to prevent that. "Here you go Doctor." She stated warmly. Showing him the "Den Mother" Persona the belied a Scottish bear trap that would snap down on anyone that would earn her Ire. <br><br>"Moira, you got a call from the simulators. The CAG is requesting your "Special Elixer, British Style, and some "Wake-up" Pills" One of the young female assistants called out to Moira. The Woman let out a sigh. "A mother's job is never done." She chuckled before turning to another girl. "Sarah, can you please take a pot of Earl-Gray to the simulators with some scones, and stop by Medical for some Aspirin." Moira requested warmly. "Yes Ma'am!" the young girl stated smartly before trotting off to do exactly what she was asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>17-09-2015, 18:02:30</strong>
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				Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; Galley&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Moira, Pater, open<br><br>Laura grunted a simple “Good morning” when she heard someone call out to her but didn’t look up from her reports. When it was her turn to get some breakfast, she merely took the tray with one hand, muttered a simple “thank you” and was about to find a spot at one of the tables when Moira brought up rumors circulating about her after the party. “W-what are you talking?! Nothing happened!” She sputtered fumbling her tablet a bit as she was shocked out of looking over her reports. She had no idea what kind of stories were circulating but nothing had happened. She’d just been stuck there until morning when the commander had let her go once she’d woken up from her drunken stupor. That was all.<br><br>She didn’t quite understand how such a story even got a story. She had been extremely discreet when she’d made her way back to her room to make sure that no one would see her but&nbsp; it seemed like someone had or the commander had mentioned it to someone which actually wouldn’t be that surprising actually. Ugh, as an officer she really shouldn’t be having such stories running about. With the blush still on her face she soon found a table and began to eat, burying her face in her reports once more while she ate to hide her embarrassment.<br><br><hr><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Musashi; Bridge<br>Tagging: Jeremy, open<br><br>Lyra nodded her head when the Captain gave her his instructions. “Aye aye, Cap.” She said with a flippant salute as she followed the order. She pulled back from the other ships slowly and as soon as she was clear had the Musashi take off. She slowly had the ship rise up through the planet’s atmosphere before setting the Musashi in a stationary orbit above the planet while she waited for the arrival of the Belka to arrive so that they could depart for the meeting of the war games or wherever it was that the Captain had in mind
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 04:48:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri watched the rainbow swirl of colors and waited while the fighter was carried along the space folds tachyon slipstream, there was nothing to do, the controls locked and the fighters nav system&nbsp; synced to the Bunker Hill‘s for the transit. Not that that was bad; if you drifted off the slipstream, even if you could still see the other ships you’d be lost forever in nowhere. <br>As the task-force reentered normal space she waited for the few seconds while the systems released and the computers decided they were where they were supposed to be.<br><br>Even as the Bunker Hill came back on the com Karri’s eyes flicked to the warning lights and tones the first flashes and explosions confirming what the fighters systems were now screaming.<br><strong>“Fuck!”</strong> She blurted out, she knew this was a sim, she had the immediate realization that this was probably one of those no win scenarios that trainers were fond of putting together. Though none of that mattered at that moment as she watched the Girdy Lou die,&nbsp; the only thing was that she was going to win or drag this out as long as possible…<br><strong><br>“Cobra Weapons Free, evade and engage mines!,” </strong>She growled over the fighter com as she hammered the RCS thrusters to send her fighter back, away from the approaching mine even as she slammed the throttle fully forward, 100% military power and engaged the thrust reversers on the main engine. The odd command making the pod jerk, the virtual fighter starting to back away from the closing mine as she scorched the hull of her fighter. <strong>“Protect the Bunker Hill!”</strong> <br><br>She pulled full back on the stick, nosing the fighter upwards even as she hit the master arming switch and then released the armed missiles as her fighter approached vertical.&nbsp; The missiles releasing form the hardpoints under the craft as they almost just hung in space their relative velocity close to zero. The fighter continuing to tip back as the proximity warning wailed in her headset, as she almost inverted. The RCS thrusters were cut as she slammed the thrust reversers closed on the main engine.&nbsp; The Cosmo Zero-Kai suddenly lurching forward as the fighter accelerated at full throttle. Still almost growling as she fought with the controls the fighter racing straight towards the carrier, the blue armored hull taking up almost her entire screen as she corkscrewed the fighter away from the mine that had locked on her as she raced just above the hull of the Bunker Hill. <br><strong><br>“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”</strong> She chanted frustration evident I her voice as she fired, the forward cannons a mine moving towards the carrier exploding away form the ships hull. <br>With any luck the mine would impact the dropped missiles. She needed time to form a new plan, how deep were they in this minefield?&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“HAVCAP Cobra, Check!” </strong>She didn’t even know if any of her element was even still in the game.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 05:52:52</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned as she watched the scenario begin. <br><br>&nbsp;As the chaos began to make more and more sense once more Karri would get call backs from the rest of her squad. Though two of her members had been taken out by the mines themselves. She also confirmation of several members of Diamondback squad as well. Several more mines had impacted against the hull of the Bunker Hill. Suddenly her radio crackled to life. <em>"Lieutenant this *shizzz* Bunker *shizzz* ill... report enemy *shizz* inbound..."</em> the voice went on as her screens themselves lit telling her of another slash down. This time a Gamalis War Wagon had come into the mix and it had launched fighters. Her radio crackled again. <em>"Cobra *shizz* going to... *shizz* retreat. *shizz* making calcu* shizz* for micro jump! Pre*shizz* for jump"</em> the message said.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>19-09-2015, 06:32:06</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri listened to the broken message form the Bunker Hill and the confirms from the surviving Diamondback and Cobra fighter elements. An emergency fold…well it wouldn’t be any worse than where they were now. She switched to the taskforce com.<br><br><strong>“Copy Bunker Hill. ETA Fold; Clear 99, all UNCN fighters Regroup Bunker Hill; standby EM Fold.”</strong> She called out over the com her fighter banking as she&nbsp; barrel rolled around the wounded carrier. Her fighter slicing through the trailing streams of smoke and atmosphere that the Bunker Hill was still trailing. The damage didn’t look that bad from out here she thought as her fighter picked up the enemy force the carrier reported.<br>The tactical display of her fighter highlighting the Haizelard-class space battleship and its wing of fighters as they sped towards the Bunker Hill.<br><br>She matched her fighters velocity to the Bunker Hill's as she prepared the magnetic docking clamp. she cycled the landing sequence and overrode the safety systems and initiated the storage mode. The wings folding up as well as the forward prow. She manually fired the RCS thrusters to send the now compacted fighter down to wards the Bunker Hill's hull, 5 Meters, 3 meters 1 meter. The fighters gear contacting then compressing as the thrusters pressed the fighter against the carriers hull. She reached down beside her set and pulled the yellow and black striped warning cover off the magnetic clamp lever and pulled. The magnetic clamps extending to the armored hull of the Bunker Hill the fighter rocking gently as the clamps engaged. <br>The green alert on the display confirmed a positive lock for the clamps. She killed the RCS thrusters before keying the com agian.<br><br><strong>“Cobra one secured for EM Fold,”</strong> She reported over the taskforce com, <strong>“Clear 99, all UNCN fighters report Ready EM Fold.”</strong><br>If the Bunker Hill didn't execute the emergency fold in time they were sitting ducks... Her deep blue eyes watching the range shrink between the Bunker Hill and the inbound fighters...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>19-09-2015, 07:13:37</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Sure enough the Bunker Hill itself pulled away from the charging fighters before it began to make it's jump. The tunnel in space opened before them as the bow of the ship of strained against the barrier of FTL before it caught the "wave" and sailed through the opening. They were going through FTL for all of maybe a minute before the ship itself exited the tachyon wave and into normal space. As the ship came crashing out the front end of the bow buckled and crunched in. It would need to be fully repaired before the ship could enter hyperspace once more. Each of the squads would have enough time before a second splash down occurred. The pirate ship had followed them and was once more disgorging fighters. This time the ship's guns opened up on the Bunker Hill causing serious damage to the ship itself. This was followed a moment later by a missile barrage. One of which struck the Bunker Hill's number one bridge. The carried listed to port and turned belly up falling out formation, leaving Cobra and Diamondback squadrons stuck in space...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>19-09-2015, 23:16:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri watched the swirls of clashing rainbow colors as the Bunker Hill opened another fold. This time the tachyon slipstream choppy the carrier having to batter it's way across the threshold into fold space.<br>Her fighter rocking with the carrier and the uneven slipstream. If this was real she'd actually be worried.<br>With a violent jolt the carrier returned to normal space her fighter actually sliding back along the the carriers hull. She detached the magnetic docking clamps&nbsp; as she used the RCS thrusters to move the fighter away from the hull before she started the sequence to put the fighter back into flight mode. Her tactical display suddenly flicking another warning, another ship folding in.<br>Her blue eyes narrowing at the display as the another Haizelard-class space battleship appeared from fold space.<br><br><strong>"Are you fucking serious?"</strong> She said under her breath she was going to find out who made this sim and punch then square in the face. She throttled her fighter to full power, the sleek fighter banking around towards the inbound hostiles. She rolled hard to starboard as the main guns of the battleship opened up. Bright lances of energy punching into the Bunker Hills hull. The already battered carrier taking another beating as explosions ripped sections of the carrier open.<br>She angled in on the Battleship as it started to disgorge a wing of fighters, her tactical systems warning her of missile launches from the battleship. So this was another Battleship, the first wouldn't have had time to recover it's fighters before folding. <br><br><strong>"Bunker Hill! Vampire! Vampire! Vampire!"</strong> She called out in warning to the carrier. Not that she figured it would help. She watched the long range missiles&nbsp; dive towards the Bunker Hill. Doing even more damage to the carrier. Then her tac-com link to the Bunker Hill cut. The carrier, what was left of it was still on her her display so she hadn't exploded, the bridge?&nbsp; She banked hard to port as she glanced back at the carrier, the column of venting smoke from the command island confirmed to her that the Bunker Hill was effectively dead, decapitated for the time being.<br><br><strong>“99, all UNCN fighters No OPFOR within 10 Klicks of Bunker Hill. Tag all tangos, ”</strong> She said as she banked and accelerated her fighter at the approaching enemy Battleship and fighter craft.<br><br><strong>”Attack, Attack, Attack!”</strong> She called out as she marked the lead enemy fighter. The Cosmo Zero-Kai weaving and banking as she watched the range rapidly decrease between her and OPFOR. Multiple missile launch warnings sounding as she continued her attack run. The sleek fighter angling&nbsp; above the&nbsp; formation of fighters. If she could get them into a knife fight that might give the Bunker enough time to get back into the fight not that she had any real hope that would happen. Lets see how many kill I can get she thought Her index finger caressing the weapons trigger, she just had to get into gun range...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 00:07:58</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br><br>&nbsp;Misa heard Karri's exclaimation and grinned as she took a sip from her mug enjoying the way the sim was playing out.<br><br>&nbsp;Within the confines of the simulator itself Karri would indeed get her wish of getting close enough with the enemy fighters to go full to guns. Each of the two&nbsp; remaining wings of twenty fighters began to mix it up with nearly four times as many enemy fighters. The melee of the dogfight closed in around her and the remaining pilots. One of the enemy fighters swung around and dove into position behind Karri's fighter and loose with a salvo from it's own guns. However the pilot's aim was off and the shots rocked her own fighter around but otherwise leaving her unhurt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 00:19:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><hr><br>Bob watched the display on the monitor with bleary and slightly bloodshot eyes, observing the sim playing out. "Cor.... it doesn't rain but it bleedin' well pours." he muttered as he rubbed his face to try and massage some life back into it. When the orderly arrived with the blessed extract, he was positively enthused, as he partook of it, and began to swiftly feel much more human.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 22:58:04</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa looked up from the simulator screens and over at Rob when he spoke about it. "Yes I know, but you and I both know how this can easily happen in our line of work." she said taking another sip of her coffee as she looked back at him. "So how exactly did you sleep last night?" she asked him wandering how bad or good he had slept on the chair in her quarters after they shared that bottle of bourbon the night before plus whatever they had drunk while fishing on the pier itself.<br><br>______________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi mess hall<br>Tagging: Moira, Pater<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga came strutting into the mess hall that morning looking every bit like the proverbial cat who at the canary. There was a certain sway and gait in her step that said exactly what she had been doing the night before and anyone who knew her knew exactly who she had been doing it with. She waltzed up to the counter. "Morning Moira!" she chirped nice and chipper as she grabbed a tray and let the "Den Mother" load up her plate. She then noticed the other new face in the line. "Oh hello! I'm Lieutenant Ginga Nakajima, ship's primary sensor operator." she said extending her hand to Pater.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 00:15:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri jinked hard to port most of the deadly burst from the enemy fighter on her six just marring her fighter’s hull. She snapped the nose of the fighter back around at her intended target, the targeting reticle of the HUD sliding onto the enemy fighter craft as she squeezed the trigger. Dozens of lethal white bolts reaching out towards the Gamalis fighter as&nbsp; it tried to evade&nbsp; the barrage. Two, then four bolts punch into the crimson fighter sending it spiraling off trailing dense black vapor before she broke off to evade another enemy fighter. The enemy craft moving to fast to actively target her and at the wrong angle for her to engage.<br><br>She banked back hard another target flashing across her path as she throttled back and turned the Cosmo Zero Kai hard to track the craft; this one inside her angle of attack. Another longer burst of white bolts connect to the red enemy fighter before it vanishes in&nbsp; a equally red and yellow explosion.&nbsp; She hammers the throttle fully forward again as she tries to break away from the massive furball and reacquire another target. There were plenty of targets outnumbered almost two to one.<br>Still at least this part of the sim was fun she though even as she grunted as she nosed down and rolled starboard as weapons fire lanced besides her fighter, the bolts connecting with her port wing punching clean holes in the surface. She banked port then burned the RCS thrusters to pivot her hard starboard, the enemy fighter overshooting her as she inverted and turned in after her latest attacker.<br><br><br><strong>“99, all UNCN fighters eyes on Bunker Hill? Eyes on Bandit Cap?”</strong> She called out as she fired a short bust, the enemy fighter evading the quick shot. The enemy Haizelard-class space battleship was still out there and even if they won the fighter duel it wasn't likely that they could kill the battleship. And if they did if the Bunker Hill was dead, so were they...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 01:21:48</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Things were indeed about as bad as Karri had thought. There were roughly three to one numbers ratio between her pilots and them enemy. While Karri herself might be able to handle three fighters at once the same could not be said for her other pilots. Within the time it took for Karrie to deal with the fighter on her tail, the fighter she picked up and killed and then acquire her third target at least that many of Diamondback squad were taken out. It was a turning into a numbers game. For the moment the rate of attrition was being fairly equal the numbers were still running in the pirate's favor. Case more so as two more enemies picked up on Karri's trail. Their laser bolts putting more holes in the wings of her fighter and tossing her around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>23-09-2015, 05:26:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri nosed the fighter down then pulled up hard while banking and burning starboard. A warning icon lighting on the dash as she maneuvered. The drop tanks were expended; she leveled out for a moment before she released them her fighter nosing up then over to port as she turned in hard after another enemy fighter. The gun sight not quite on the enemy fighter. Karri turned in harder as weapons fire stitched above her canopy, The Garmillan pilot rolling her fighter inverted as she then pulled up from her perspective breaking off her target. She continued her loop as she rounded on a pair of enemy fighters, painted bright solid red. the lead fighter overshot her she let off two short bursts at the trailing fighter forcing him to break to port. When he did She throttled fully up and hammered the RCS thrusters pitching her Cosmo Zero-Kai into a ‘mongo loop’, warning icons appearing as she violently maneuvered the fighter. <br>The displays dimming to mimic the extreme g forces she would be under during the maneuver. Karri still grunting as the simulator pitched and rolled, her eyes blinking as the displays returned to normal. The trailing enemy fighter now just in her sights. She squeezed the trigger bright white bolts lancing around then into the Czvarke fighter.<br><br>Karri grinning as it exploded into a streaking fire ball. Her appreciation of her handiwork cut short as missile warnings flashed across her tactical HUD. She banked hard as the computer marked the approaching weapons. She accelerated and dove towards the still expanding fireball of the enemy fighter as she initiated countermeasures&nbsp; for the locked on missiles. Even as long range gunfire flashed beside and over her Cosmo Zero-Kai. <br><br>She was completely defensive at the moment as she jinked hard to starboard, one of the missile warning’s disappearing. Only two left she though as she switched the tactical display to show any remaining friendly fighters. She didn’t think there would be many left as she barrel rolled to port as several long range bolts battered her fighter thin trails of vapor streaming form her fighter combined with the coolant and low fuel warning icons confirmed to her that this sim was just about over…<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-09-2015, 05:52:45</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa herself watched the screens a bit longer as they continued to play out before getting up and going to meet Karri. It seemed she was going to bite it. It was true then as out of no where suddenly came a missile that hit the Zero-Kai dead center detonating the ship itself. The simulator screen itself de-rezzed as it settled back onto it's base as the pod opened up Karri would come face to face with Misa. "Well pilot you look pretty good for being dead." she said to her with a wry grin. It was a common enough hazing for pilots who died in the simulators.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>23-09-2015, 06:29:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri sighed as the simulator displays went dark. The simple line of text on the screen telling her what she already knew <em>Fighter Destroyed</em>. She would have to watch the sim but she guessed that it was missile from below, relative to her fighters orientation.<br>She pulled off her helmet as the pod returned to its standby mode. She shook her head, her short red hair swinging form side to side as the canopy of the pod opened with a familiar whir.<br>The Garmillan pilot's deep blue eyes fixing on the Lt. commander as she spoke.<br><br><strong>"Thank you mam,"</strong> a faint smirk on her lavender lips. <strong>"That was an...interesting scenario I've never run through before. I hope I performed satisfactorily."</strong> Karri said as she set her helmet on the cockpit dash and moved to get out of the simulator.<br><br><strong>"What's next on the agenda Lt. commander?"</strong> Karri asked as she stood on the simulator gantry regarding Misa. So what was the point of that particular exercise, she wondered as she waited for whatever she had planned next.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-09-2015, 13:10:04</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa looked at Karri as she seemed to take the gentle teasing in stride. After all it was the kind of humor that brought squads together. If they couldn't joke about this then they would have a hard time coping with actual combat. Then came her question about if she did alright or not in the scenario. Misa pursed her lips but decided the girl deserved an honest answer. She took a breath. "To be honest yes and no." she said laying her hand on the girl's shoulder. "Though I am curious to know your thoughts on how the test played out? And be honest with me." she said to her. Misa really did want to know what the girl was thinking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>25-09-2015, 05:53:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>The Garmillan pilot was slightly surprised by the Lt. Commanders yes and no response to her question. She smiled at Misa as she placed her hand on her shoulder and asked her how she though it had played out even as she wondered what had prompted the 'no' part of her initial response.<br><br><strong>"Well when we jumped into the minefield I figured that it was a no win scenario then when the second battleship folded in the outcome seemed fairly certain, especially given how outnumbered we were."</strong> Karri said as she studied Misa for any reaction as to what she was looking for in her response.<br><strong><br>"I don't believe that there were any other tactical decisions I could have made that would have altered the over all outcome of the scenario. I don't think I would have ordered the emergency fold after entering the minefield. I think it would have been better to fight where we were, where our support knew we were going to be."</strong> She said looking to Misa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-09-2015, 07:31:21</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head as she listened to the report given by the lieutenant on the how she viewed the scenario. She was a sound tactician but she needed to know a bit more. "First thing's first. I can tell you this much lieutenant that particular one isn't a "no-win" scenario. It might appear that way but trust me it's not." she said addressing that before she got ready for the explanations of about how things had gone in the simulators. She wanted to her understand about it a few things about so she took a breath as she held up and extended her thumb about to list things off.<br><br>&nbsp;"Number 1. The carrier itself had been extremely heavily damaged from the mine field attack. The bow buckling like it did was a good indicator the ship would not survive tachyon wave travel. It would need to be either fully repaired or replaced all together." she said raising her index finger. "Number 2. You were facing off against two fully armed battle wagons. Even with the carrier at full strength that would still be a daunting task, but in it's current condition it would be no match for a battleship. It's just isn't designed for a knock, down drag out, slugfest like a battleship." she said taking a breath and rasing a third finger. "Number 3. Your fighters were equipped with anti-fighter weaponry only. All the anti-ship armaments were store below decks on the carrier. You would have needed to have landed, been brought below deck and re-armed before launching again. All of which takes time. Time you did not have." she continued raising another finger. <br><br>&nbsp;"Number 4. Even if the carrier had tried to launch it's next wave of fighters you were still outnumbered in fighters by a good three possible even four to one. While you were trying to protect the ship those fighters coming from the hanger deck would have been blown out of the sky the moment they launched." she said to her. Misa was being honest and frank about the whole situation and what it was designed to do. "Yes your idea of staying and fighting where you knew had support was a good idea. However in this particular case you would have been destroyed before help could have arrived. In the case of the Captain of the Bunker Hill she made the best choice he could make trying to consider the lives of the people under <em>her</em> command." she said though there was a special inflection in her voice when she said the word "her".<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>27-09-2015, 04:49:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri nodded to Misha as she spoke. According to her the scenario wasn't a No-Win situation. She listened as the Lt. Commander listed out key points of the simulation. the points she listed were things that she had noted during the simulation. The carrier was badly damaged by the mines, and sustained even more damage during the emergency fold. The carrier's offensive and most of its defensive strength is it's fighter wings, and all the fighter wings weren't deployed nor armed for anti-ship warfare. <br>She paused as Misha mentioned the Bunker Hill's captain did the best SHE could considering the circumstances and of course the crew...<br><br>The Garmillan pilot's head cocking slightly as the realization struck her that Misha, or perhaps someone she knew was the Bunker Hills captain.<br><br><strong>"I see,"</strong> She said out loud to the Lt. Commander her head nodding in understanding. <strong>"I understand the situation as presented in the scenario Lt. Commander. Clearly it was based off a real event. Can you tell me how the events actually played out?"</strong> She asked interested to learn how the things actually unfolded, how did the Bunker Hill manage to survive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 02:09:52</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa listened to Karri a smile forming on her lips as she realized the scenario was an actual event and she asked Misa exactly how the events had actually played out. Pursing her lips Misa made the call to go ahead and tell her how exactly things had played out. "Well Lieutenant that is a good question. The answer is that it didn't play out too much differently than you saw in the sim. Save for one thing. The lead element of the fighter group oddly enough the same position you occupied made a desperate call for help and as luck would have it, someone answered." she said to her with a knowing grin.<br><br>______________________________________________<br><br>Name: Signum <br>Location: Belka, Hayate's Quarters<br>Tagging: Hayate<br><br>&nbsp;Signum herself was drinking a cup of coffee as she wandered the hallways towards her Captain's quarters. When she reached it she used her authorization to open it and enter. She made her way into her bedroom where she saw Hayate Yagami sprawled out on her bed. She grinned before shaking her head as she walked over to the room and began to open up the skylights that were installed in the Captain's Quarters on all Cosmo Navy ships. The Belka was no exception. "You have very busy day ahead of Hayate. You have a meeting later on today with the Musashi's Captain to discuss patrol maneuvers. This afternoon you also have one final meeting with Admiral Burnside regarding your final orders and then of course there is the ship inspection to be performed." she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 05:48:26</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hayate Yagami<br><strong>Location:</strong> Captains Quarters of Cosmo Navy Vessel Belka<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Signum<br><hr><br>Hayate let out a low groan as Signum activated the sky lights. She rolled over covering her head "It burns" she managed to groan out. She really didn't want to get up especially with all the crap she had to do that day. If Hayate had her way she'd be in bed snuggling a body pillow (named Signum) all day but that more than likely wasn't going to happen since she had to meet with Admiral Burnside later. She was comfortable though and that was the thing she hated most about getting up. "Why does all that crap have to be today? why can't it just never happen?" she groaned out rather petulantly and with a hint of a pout in her voice.<br><br>It wasn't long before she was out of bed knowing that Signum would just drag her or go fetch Shamal which was never fun. "Ugh..." she sighed as she went to get washed and dressed for the day. Once she was out and in full uniform she simply yawned and started to make her way out of the room "Ok let's get inspections done first"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 19:58:25</strong>
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				In response to Lyra's input, the large dreadnought started to pull away from the other ships before turning the bow out to sea so the Ship could bring up its wave motion engine, and launch into space. Deep within the bowels of hte ship, the two flywheels of hte Wave motion engine began to spin faster, and faster as more, and more power was requested of it. Charging the ship's engines as the Musashi started to sail faster, and faster before the bow of the ship started to leave the pristine blue oceans of the this world. Large Delta wings extending from amidship to help aid in lifting the massive Dreadnought. Without even straining, Musashi was quick to reach orbit where it would wait for the Belka to join it so they could prepare for their first patrol, and the war games with the Gamalias fleet later. <br><br>Down in the Galley, Moira smiled as she got the reaction she wanted from the one eyed intelligence officer. "Good morning to you too." She stated finally with a chuckle. The fact of the matter was that Charlotte was deeply embarrassed the morning after, and thought she did something wrong with Laura. Thankfully the other girl assured her that nothing happened, the two went their separate ways with Charlotte promising herself never to divulge what happened. If it ever got back to her father, She would never hear the end of it. "Calm down, Lt." Moira stated with a motherly tone. "you're too young to be worrying so much." She added. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 02:42:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br><strong>"I see."</strong> Karri said simply, the pilot pausing for a moment as she thought about the Lt. Commanders words. So calling for help would let you win the secession? She would have to look up the incident to see what happened and when; and who may have been aboard. Her deep blue eyes fixing on Misa again. <br><br><strong>"Wouldn't the Bunker Hill begin sending an emergency message as soon as they hit the mine field, during the prep for the emergency fold?"</strong> she asked; it would be a breach of communications protocols for the fighters to start signaling UNCF unless the carrier requested it. The fighters communications suite wasn't anywhere near as powerful as the on the carrier. Even the backup coms were more powerful than those on her fighters.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 03:27:44</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned, this girl was proving something interesting. "Yes you would be correct. However, the <em>Bunker Hill</em> or rather the <em>Hyperion</em> was a Lazarus Corp. Escort Carrier. Plus also here again the idea of getting out of danger was the Captain's first priority. The Girdy Lou was dead in space. The Captain made the blind jump in hopes of escaping the enemy battleship. Otherwise staying and waiting for help was a bad idea." she grinned as she decided to put a test to her. "Lieutenant. I was curious did you ever wonder why the ship found you so fast?" she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 05:34:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri shook her head 'no' at the Lt. commanders question about how the second battleship had found them so quickly after the emergency fold. With things happening so quickly in the sim she didn't really think about why, her focus was on the immediate situation.<br><br><strong>"No, not really Lt. Commander. I was a little busy,"</strong> Her lips curling up into a smirk, <strong>"I suppose they were either monitoring the Hyperion's com-net, either having decrypted the IFF transponder or otherwise had access to the com-net."</strong> She offered Misa then paused. The Lt. Commander clearly seeing things clicking in the Garmillan pilot's head.<br><br><strong>"Some of the mines contained or were transponders, that latched on the hull of the Bunker...Hyperion allowing the enemy to track the ship after the fold."</strong> She said as she looked to Misa eager to know if she had passed the commanders little test.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 06:23:36</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned as she watched the gears in the pilot's head slowly turn and click to what exactly had happened. "Bingo. Got it in one. Several of the mines were in fact dummy mines that were designed to latch on the undercarriage of the Bunker...Hyperion..." she said her smile growing wistful for a moment. "Haven't heard that name in what seems like forever..." she said shaking her head to clear away the memories for the moment. "But yes they latched on to the underside of the ship and began emiting a tracking signal. The ship picked up on it and followed after you." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 07:36:08</strong>
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				Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; Galley&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Moira, open<br><br>Laura sighed when Moira told her to calm down, the blush still rather obvious on her cheeks however as she tried to get herself to relax a bit. “As the ship’s intelligence officer. It is my job to worry Miss Moira and I have to worry about both my own reputation and my family’s.” She replied as she got to work on her meal. “I cannot afford to have false rumors spread about the ship like that about an officer. It would risk undermining the chain of the command and the respect that officers are supposed to receive.” It was hard enough for a rather petite officer like her to get respect or get a good position that didn’t rely on her family’s influence. She didn’t scandalous rumors going about and making things even harder
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>01-10-2015, 00:29:02</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri couldn't help but smile, though only briefly a she correctly surmised one part of the scenario. <br><br><strong>"So the Hyperion wasn't a UNCN vessel is that why she was un-escorted by any destroyers. I've never seen a carrier without her escorts, even when operating in secure areas."</strong> She said part of her wanting to understand why the carrier was in such a situation to begin with carriers never operated alone. Karri noted Misa's reaction to the events of the sim, She was sure she was involved in the actual events at some level.<br><br><strong>"Lt. Commander who did rescue the Hyperion?"</strong> She asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-10-2015, 03:56:20</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa smiled nodding her head. "Well at the time Lazarus Corp. was freshly expanding into the Military contractor market and all totaled their space fleet measured maybe twenty or thirty ships. So cost was an issue. They sent the Hyperion along with the Girdy Lou as escort through what was honestly considered safe territory. Well they were wrong." she said answering why the carrier did not have any sort of destroyer escorts of any kind. It had come down to a simple matter of money and manpower. At the time they didn't have the manpower and it was just cost effective. Then her smile got wistful again at the mention of anyone who came to the rescue of the Hyperion.<br><br>&nbsp;"Who came to the rescue of the Hyperion? The answer is no one did. As you saw in the simulator it went dark and belly up. No there were only ten survivors of that whole mess. None of the crew of the Hyperion nor the Girdy Lou survived." she said taking a breath. "Of those ten people one of them is standing front of you." she said letting that hammer blow hit before she continued. "As for who came to the rescue? Well your standing on the exact ship that did it. The lead fighter in the group you led Lieutenant was my own fighter. I and what remained of my squad were the only survivors of the incident you just played through. In fact you may not have noticed it but the remains of Diamondback squad were wiped out moments before you picked up the three on your tail. Thirteen brave souls lost in an instant." she said shaking her head. Misa seemed like an old soldier right then and there despite her youthful appearance. "Walk with me Lieutenant. I want to show you something." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>01-10-2015, 19:20:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri listened as Misa elaborated on the situation and why the Hyperion was un-escorted; she wasn't a UNCN vessel she was actually part of a corporate space fleet and they simply didn't have the ships necessary to operate appropriately nor, as she expected of a corporation, the willingness to spend the money to do things right. So how much had the loss of the crews and ships cost against the price of having the proper escort...<br><br>The pilot's head cocked to the side a bit as the Lt. Commander continued. She was actually there? the surprised reaction to Misa's revelation playing across Karri's pale blue features as she looked to Misa. The older officer looking tired, older for a moment as she shook off the weight of her memories of the event. <br>Karri's head nodding as Misa paused. Her thoughts and emotions reacting as she had assumed that she had known one of the people involved, not been there herself.<br><br><strong>"I'm sorry Lt. commander."</strong> The Garmillan woman said, suddenly feeling guilty for her earlier thoughts and not doing better in the sim. She snapped to attention when Misa asked her to walk with her.<br><br><strong>"Of course Lt. Commander."</strong> Karri clipped out as she moved to follow Misa and see what she wanted to show her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-10-2015, 21:17:54</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa could see that she had gauged Karri's reaction correctly. She had not suspected that Misa had been there, after all who designs a simulator off events of their personal history? No Misa had done it purely as a tribute to her fallen friends and as an alternative to standard UNCN simulator programs. It presented a unique scenario that was more than what it seemed at first glance. She offered Karri soft smile when she gave her condolences for the loss. The way she snapped to made Misa grin once more. She was standard UNCN. Misa turned and began walking. She stopped off at the Control Room to offer Rob to join them before continuing on.<br><br>&nbsp;It wouldn't take Karri long to figure out they were headed back to Misa's office. As she entered Misa sat her coffee mug down on her desk before moving to one of the side walls. On it hung three pictures of three women. She reached a hand up and touched one of the portraits. "Shizuka Kouma. Born October 5, 2217. Married Tomoe Hinamoto in 2241. Died August 3, 2242." she said touching the picture of a pale haired Japanese girl. Her hand waivered a moment before moving to the next one. "Rei Ayakasei. Born April 11, 2219. Married Asuka Himejima 2240. Died August 3, 2242." she touching the portrait of a girl who's hair was died ice blue. Her hand finally reached the last one. "Airi Meido Espada. Born June 5, 2217 Married Rana Espada&nbsp; August 9, 2240. Died August 3 2242." she said pointing to the redhead before looking back at Karri. "Can you tell me who these women were Lieutenant?" she asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>02-10-2015, 04:36:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri followed Misa back to her office, the Garmillan pilot saluting the other Lt. Commander in the simulator control room when they paused there for a moment, Misa inviting him along as well. <br>She looked at each portrait that Misa moved to her touch on each one and reciting of their dates of birth, marriage and death, told her they were important to the Lt. Commander, the fact that they all had the same death date indicated that they were all killed in the same event. Part of her noted that they were all women as well, though that seemed irrelevant to Misa's question. <br><strong><br>"I would have to assume that they were members of your squadron from the Hyperion, comrades... friends."</strong> Karri said solemnly, her deep blue eyes flicking back to the Lt. Commander from the row of pictures. She had lost squadron mates as well, though it was years between them. Isamu Dyson was killed in action during a pirate sweep, and Sara Nome she was killed in a training mishap. Karri suddenly feeling a pang of guilt that she couldn't recite information about them like Misa had for her comrades.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-10-2015, 04:49:38</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br><br>&nbsp;Misa turned her head back to the Lieutenant when she mentioned about who they were. "That's correct Lieutenant. They were my friends, all good ones to. Personally picked by me and all of them like were also second chance pilots." she said. It was a term used for pilots who got a second chance at their job after something happened that in all rights should have clipped their wings for good. She could also see that that girl felt some remorse over something. "You've lost people as well Lieutenant haven't you?" she asked her. There wasn't any malice in her question just simple sincerity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>02-10-2015, 05:46:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>The Garmillan pilot nodded yes to Misa's question. <br><strong>"Yes Lt. Commander, two friends, over a year ago now in separate incidents. Isamu, Isamu Dyson in combat another to an flight accident, Sara Nome."</strong> She replied back her eyes flicking over to the row of pictures again then back to Misa.<br>Karri smiled at the Lt. Commander, after a brief pause as she pushed her melancholy back down, before the pair of them end up telling war-stories, not that she really had many or they ended up sobbing together.<br><br>"So what's next on the agenda Lt. Commander?" She asked Karri's blue eyes fixing on Misa as she waited. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-10-2015, 23:13:06</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head when the girl explained how she had indeed lost people. "That's good Lieutenant. Never forget those people. If you do that then they'll never really be gone." she said getting a yawn out of the way. Man she hated mornings after parties sometimes. "Now as for what is next on the agenda not exactly too terribly much since the next real batch of training is going to come from a live fire exercise at one the nearby Cosmo Navy Training facilities. I've booked time on it for the purpose of training my pilots. I expect only the best in my outfit. That's how I did things when I was commander of Valkyrie Squadron and that's how I plan to run things here as the ship's CAG." she said pride in her voice when she spoke about being commander of her own squadron. "Now that being said Lieutenant I also expect if you have a problem I want to hear it, be it with your fellow squad mates or with me. I don't like people going into battle baring ill-will towards other pilots. Cause out there much as on the ground your survival depends on your teammates." she said to her as a small grin formed on her face. "Also if you want to talk about something that's bothering you my door is always open as well." she said her grin getting bigger and a bit more mischievous. "With that settled Lieutenant comes the biggest question of all. What do you think of Moira's cooking?" she asked her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>03-10-2015, 19:15:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri smiled and nodded to the Lt. Commander as she told her to always remember the fallen, so that they would never be forgotten. She straitened up just a little bit as Misa continued and said that she expects only the best in her squadrons. Karri made a mental note to look up Valkyrie squadron as the listened to the Lt. Commander her head making a little nod as she noted the tone of pride in her words. <br><br><strong>"Yes Lt. Commander." </strong>she said in response to coming to her if there were any issues with her or her squadron mates. her head making a little tip to the side as Misa's tone seemed to change, a playful note in her words as she asked what she thought of Moira's cooking.&nbsp; Karri blinked confusion briefly crossing her features. Clearly this was some Musashi right of passage for the newbies. <br><strong>"I don't know that I've had any of her cooking Lt. Commander to actually say. Though the breakfast I had in the mess was good."</strong> She said smiling brightly to Misa as she half expected some teasing comment back form the woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-10-2015, 03:06:05</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned back at Karri as she took a sip of her coffee. "Well Lieutenant that was a good answer." she said her grin growing more mischievous as she spoke. "Cause if you had said anything less than good, well I would be marching you down to the galley right about now and turning you over to Moira. Then I'd grab myself a bag of popcorn and watch the show." she said with a chuckle. "If it's one thing Moira takes extreme pride in it's her cooking and believe me it's well deserved. I've served on a few ships in my day but none of them have served food quite like Moira makes it." she said. Yes it was something of a right of passage among the crew. Some took the hint from the outset others...well there were more than a few who stayed away from the galley for awhile after Moira got done with them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>06-10-2015, 02:33:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br>Karri smiled back at Misa as she explained how things worked on the ship regarding Moira and the ships galley and food. So never say anything bad about Moira's food. she thought to herself. <br><br><strong>“understood Lt. Commander,”</strong> She said nodding as Misa continued on explaining the next training assignment was a live fire exercise at the UNCN ranges. <br><br><strong>“When is the briefing for the exercise? And if there's nothing else scheduled immediately I'd like to finish unpacking my kit and getting my quarters in order before lunch Lt. Commander."</strong> Karri said still smiling at Misa as she awaited her response. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-10-2015, 20:17:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11683509#msg11683509">Quote from: Avalon29 on 30-09-2015, 07:36:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; Galley&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Moira, open<br><br>Laura sighed when Moira told her to calm down, the blush still rather obvious on her cheeks however as she tried to get herself to relax a bit. “As the ship’s intelligence officer. It is my job to worry Miss Moira and I have to worry about both my own reputation and my family’s.” She replied as she got to work on her meal. “I cannot afford to have false rumors spread about the ship like that about an officer. It would risk undermining the chain of the command and the respect that officers are supposed to receive.” It was hard enough for a rather petite officer like her to get respect or get a good position that didn’t rely on her family’s influence. She didn’t scandalous rumors going about and making things even harder<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Moira smirked as she listened to Laura's take on it all. About how it was her job to worry, and how it would affect her reputation, and the reputation with her family. Laura also used the the typical "Chain of Command" Excuse that most young officers used to try, and convince themselves more than anyone else that such things should never happen. Moira simply rolled her eyes. "I swear you, and the Captain have more in common than just your taste in eyewear. I've been on this tub since before the day she set sail from Okinawa.&nbsp; In all that time, I can tell you this. You're on this boat cause you earned your spot here. The Captain takes a very personal hand in selecting the crew. Even to the point of telling the Higher ups to shove it if they don't like his decisions. And he never picks anyone simply cause of who they're related too. He picked you on your merits, and achievements. Don't let anyone tell you differently." Moira stated with a firm motherly fashion. Her curvy figure adding the Matronly aura she gave off. <br><br>"The Captain also understands that we're all the way out here in the fringes of space for a very long period of time, years even. Now given the drastically reduced Human population, that whole "Fraternization between the ranks" rules have been modified. For the Captain, so long as you don't let your Personal life affect your duties. He doesn't care." Moira stated. Basically telling Laura if she wanted to court Charlotte, she could. "Also, if you let rumors bug you so much, they're only going to get worse. So simply ignore them." She offered one last time before she decided to have some more fun. "Or do your tastes lean more to someone a bit more mature?" Moira giggled in a flirty manner as she bent forward suggestively, her arms squeezing her large bust together. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>10-10-2015, 01:45:54</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Karri, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Karri. "That's fine. I don't have much else to do today really other than to get my paperwork done. Most of it regarding the flight sim evaluations really." she said sighing despondently. Misa was a fighter pilot how in the hell did she get this gig? Oh right cause she was that good. "Let me give you a piece of advice Lieutenant. Don't get promoted." she said good naturedly. "Cause if you do you'll spend the rest of your life trying to scale Mount Paperwork." she said with a grin and a chuckle.&nbsp; <br><br>__________________________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura<br><br>&nbsp;After her greeting to Pater Ginga turned around when she saw and heard the scene going on between Moira and Laura and she couldn't help the kitty cat grin forming on her face as she stepped up and put a hand on her shoulder. "After all Lieutenant I'm banging Admiral Burnside." she said bluntly before giving Moira and impish grin. "Though Moira you would look absolutely sexy playing for the other team. After all mom coming out and joining the team is every lesbian player's wet dream fantasy." she said teasing with her. "I mean think of the time you'd have with me and the Admiral?" she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-10-2015, 03:58:48</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Misa's office to her quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Misa, Rob<br><hr><br><strong>“I'll keep that in mind Lt. Commander,”</strong> She said smiling and nodding to Misa before she snapped to attention and saluted her a second later. The Garmillan pilot smiled as she turned on her heel and headed out of Misa's office. <br>She turned down the corridor and headed back to her quarters. So her initial meeting with the ships CAG seemed to have gone well. The scenario was unexpected, particularly that it was based on a traumatic personal event of the Lt. Commander...<br>It also meant that she could have, that she should have lasted longer in the sim. She would have to review the playback see what she could have done better.<br>That would be for tomorrow today was to settle in, finish unpacking and looking about the ship. And get some of Moira's food. Karri thought to herself as she continued along the corridor.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>11-10-2015, 08:51:44</strong>
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				Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; Galley&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Moira, Ginga, open<br><br>Laura listened as Moira essentially told her that she needed to relax and stop worrying about how she acted and was viewed. Of course that was far easier said than done and how she was viewed as an officer was important to her as well as the chain of the command. Rank really was the only thing she had in order to get people to listen to her when she needed them to. She wasn’t exactly what one would call physically intimidating and needed something to help get the crew to respect her instructions. In most cases that ended up being her rank. There were always though that were jealous of her position or harbored resent towards her from coming from an affluent family who felt like she had bought her way into the military through her father’s influence and rank was the only real way she could get those kinds of people to move.<br><br>When the subject moved to the rumors and fraternization between ranks, Laura’s cheeks turned bright red, especially once she began to flirt with her a little and Ginga joined in the conversation. “L-Lieutenant like I told Miss Moira nothing like that happened! We were just talking! I-I am not seeking a relationship at the moment or um get intimate with anyone. It would interfere with my duties!” She sputtered, her cheeks still bright red as she looked away. She quickly raised her tablet and work to cover her face in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.&nbsp; She had no idea how to deal with things like flirting, let alone what courting someone would be like. She had difficulty enough just learning how to talk to be off duty without trying to figure things like romance and courtship, something else she knew very little of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>12-10-2015, 23:06:41</strong>
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				Name: Damien<br>Location: Mussashi Engineering Department<br>Tagging: Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien finished his reports, where the department head should have really had done it, but he decided to do so; even if he was asked to do so. Not that it was that hard, but the fact the department head was still half way wasted was just plain... Damien just shook his head. He was well damn too tired to even give a shit. He gave his report, did his duty, checked over and fixed Karri's fighter. Now, she would have zero problems with it. He moved over to the departments head desk and sat in the swivel chail with the back of it in front of him. He then rested his arms on the back of it. He sighed and&nbsp; kicked off the ground and moved backward on the chair, rolling out of the office and into the main workshop of the department.<br><br>That is when a strange moment would break out.<br><br>Most of the engineers had a song playing playing while they worked in the shop. It was then a female engineer approached him as Damien slowly rolled out into the shop, when a song started playing. <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0NIMTPYYcU</div></div><br>The woman started the intro when Damien looked up at her like he was high on drugs, but when Charlie Sheen's part started, he started to sing along too. Then the song started and he sang along too, rolling around randomly around the workshop, spinning on the chair, rolling and then at the end of the song, he was at the door to the shop that lead into the main corridor of the ship. After the song ended, the door slid open and he called out. "That is how I roll!" and pushed off hard enough so he left, zooming into the corridor on the swivel chair in a continued comedic way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-10-2015, 19:30:47</strong>
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				A soft breathing caused the thin cotton sheet to slowly rise, and lower upon the tiny form that occupied the sickbay bed. The occupant had been sleeping soundly, snoring away with an occasional honk of her nose. The little girl lay asleep oblivious to the activity around her, and the ship's launch. Though she won't be asleep for much longer. <br><br>Slowly she steadily rose to consciousness as her bright blue eyes fluttered open in the dimly lit room. She rose her head to look around. She was in that same room a before, but wasn't she someplace else? She blinked as she crawled around on the bed. Returning to sleep was tempting, but curiosity was even more tempting. <br><br>With an "oof", she slipped off the bed, and her small feet padded around the room. Just outside the large windows, she could see people moving back, and forth. She stared at them as they seemed completely oblivious to her. They were all wearing strange clothes that were similar to each other, but different colors. It wasn't much different that what she remembered in the labs. <br><br>Suddenly she heard a soft swish as the door on the other side of the room opened, and young woman entered. "Hello. You're up I see. Well that is good, it is breakfast time. This is brought up from the galley by one of Moira's assistants." The nurse stated as she pushed a small tray. the smell instantly catching the young girl's nose, and made her mouth water, and her stomach gurgle. "Heh heh, It sounds like you're hungry." The nurse chuckled as she started to wheel the cart towards the bed. <br><br>She wouldn't get that far though before the cart was nearly tipped over as she found the small sprite trying to climb up the side. Her small hands reaching for the Food on top. "Hey now, easy." the Nurse said as she picked up the small girl, and set her on the edge of the bed. The girl pouted at having been taken away from the delicious smelling food. However, she was pleasantly surprised when the food was brought to her instead. <br><br>The Nurse uncovered the dish, and revealed a large bowl of oatmeal with ribbons of brown sugar, and cinnamon created a "Galaxy" in the oatmeal with diced apple slices. The nurse laughed as the girl grabbed the spoon, and quickly started to devour the oatmeal. "Good thing Moira had sense enough to let hte dish cool before letting it come up here." She mused before going over the wall, and contacting Doctor Santiago. "Doctor, our guest has awakened." She chirped happily, while watching the young girl each. "Very good, I'll notify the captain immediately." Carlos stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-10-2015, 14:09:06</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;As Karri walked out of the room Misa leaned back in her chair and looked to the other person who was in the room with her, Robert Prower-Graves. "So that sound like something you would know something about eh Rob? Scaling Mount Paperwork?" she asked him with a friendly jest as she looked at the two small stacks of it on her desk before letting out a sigh. "Yep back to this again and the worst part is I want to burn it the ground." she said chuckling a bit. "But then they'd just charge me with destruction of government property. Ugh." she said shaking her head and taking another sip of her coffee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-10-2015, 01:35:11</strong>
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				Name: Prower-Graves<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>"Mandarins are the same, wherever or whenever you are; always wanting every last piece of paperwork signed properly, every last piece of knotted string accounted for." he shrugged. "You have to approach it in the right way, otherwise you'll go mad from all the endless 'fill form 27B in triplicate, referencing sub-paragraph 16 on schedule A472/F', and the like." he shook his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-10-2015, 08:18:32</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head to Rob as he explained about his adventures in climbing Mt. Paperwork. "Yeah I'm starting to find out about that much now that I'm in charge of all fighter ops her on the base itself." she said to him as she took one of the pieces of paper and signed her name on it. It was a status report for fighter munitions and such before sliding it off to the side. "ugh I feel like all I do all day now is sign paperwork." she said to him before she looked at him. "So tell me what do you think of how she did in the simulator?" she asked him.<br><br>______________________________________________<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg11680445#msg11680445">Quote from: pendarious on 29-09-2015, 05:48:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Hayate Yagami<br><strong>Location:</strong> Captains Quarters of Cosmo Navy Vessel Belka<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Signum<br><hr><br>Hayate let out a low groan as Signum activated the sky lights. She rolled over covering her head "It burns" she managed to groan out. She really didn't want to get up especially with all the crap she had to do that day. If Hayate had her way she'd be in bed snuggling a body pillow (named Signum) all day but that more than likely wasn't going to happen since she had to meet with Admiral Burnside later. She was comfortable though and that was the thing she hated most about getting up. "Why does all that crap have to be today? why can't it just never happen?" she groaned out rather petulantly and with a hint of a pout in her voice.<br><br>It wasn't long before she was out of bed knowing that Signum would just drag her or go fetch Shamal which was never fun. "Ugh..." she sighed as she went to get washed and dressed for the day. Once she was out and in full uniform she simply yawned and started to make her way out of the room "Ok let's get inspections done first"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Signum <br>Location: Belka, Hayate's Quarters<br>Tagging: Hayate<br><br>&nbsp;As Hayate seemed to want to stay in bed the whole day rather than face her responsibilities as a Captain caused Signum to sigh a bit. It was almost on her tongue to open a channel to Shamal and have her come up and deal with Hayate. After all among them Shamal was the most fearsome, she was to them all "Mom". As such one did not trifle with mom lightly. One did so at their own peril. When she was finished showering up Signum provided her with a uniform and they Hayate announced she wanted to get the inspections done first. "A good idea. The MUsashi has already left port for space and is holding orbit." she said holding up the pad with her itinerary to look over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>18-10-2015, 09:11:58</strong>
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				Name: Rob<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Misa<br><hr><br>Bob didn't remark on that for a moment. "Well, it's not my place to comment, really." he replied noncommittally. He liked to think that he was gifted with enough common sense to keep out of any office politics; he preferred to keep his opinions to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-10-2015, 09:41:44</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa herself sighed at Rob's answer to her question. Which by itself wasn't exactly an answer to her question. She turned to look back up at him. "You do know that I was asking your opinion as my valued friend rather than as a fellow officer right?" she asked him somewhat dryly. Misa would never asked Rob that particular question had she not actually valued his opinion. Misa respected Rob and his opinions very highly. After all the two of them had shared a bottle of whiskey over fishing. She had hoped that by itself would have granted her some kind of credit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>23-10-2015, 06:29:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Karri looked about her quarters again, her kit put away and the room tidied up. Not that there was much that needed cleaning. Her helmet sat on the little desk. she'd have to have it repainted to the Musashi's colors and emblems and of course her new squadron's name as well as the ships name. <br>That could wait until she received her assignment in the squadron. Hopefully that would be soon; hell her assignment was probably part of the paperwork that Misa had on her desk.<br>She half smiled as he zipped her tight fighting uniform back up.&nbsp; A quick lunch before the mid-day rush and then a quick tour of the ship. She had only really been to her quarters, the hanger and the mess, oh and of course the Lt. Commanders office. She should probably see if the Chief she had met last night had finished checking out her fighter too.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>***</strong></div><br>The Garmillan pilot waited for the door to the Mess to cycle open her deep blue eyes sweeping the large room as the door whirred closed behind her as she moved to the line of food stations. Tray in hand she perused what was available. given that she was between breakfast and lunch she didn't know how much of a selection there would be.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-10-2015, 20:35:25</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself shook her head at Laura's response. "Even still it's a good idea to form strong bonds among those you are around. It helps believe me I know." she said to her having remembered the long months she spent on Alphera while waiting for something to happen. She turned her head when she saw Karri enter the officer's mess. "Oh wow we got a Garmilan onboard now that's kind of cool." she said taking he tray and walking over to Karri. "Morning here to try Moira's famous cooking eh?" she said with a light smile before extending her hand to greet the other pilot. "I'm Lieutenant Ginga Nakajima ship's Radar officer." she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-10-2015, 21:41:27</strong>
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				The Breakfast rush was starting to die down, and "Moira's Cafe" was starting up. Many of the ship's crew would hang out in the Galley between meals to shoot the shit, and talk. So Moira always made sure that there was a reasonable supply of Healthy snacks, and drinks available. In the corner several board games were set up like Chess, Checkers, and other simple games for people to play. Moira didn't really allow Solo gaming, or distractions that let people close off others. If you wanted that, you returned to your bunk. She rather have the crew interacting with one another, and strengthening the bonds that would be crucial to their survival, and the survival of the ship in combat. <br><br>So as Karri entered the Galley, she would find simple sandwiches, and fruits set out. The meals were only served during Meal time. Though as she entered she would quickly garner the attention of all the occupants inside the Galley. If you were one of only two XTs on board the ship, news quickly got around. So she would find herself being observed by other members of the crew. Some of the onlookers giving her an appreciative look with how her Flightsuit fit her. "Hey! So you're the new blood on board." Came warm cheery voice of Moira MacAndrews as she approached Karri. Placign her hand upon her hips as she looked the new Pilot over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>23-10-2015, 22:04:50</strong>
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				Name: Rob<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Misa<br><hr><br>Bob said nothing for a moment, as he considered the question properly this time. "Well, I suppose on the whole, I can't fault her too badly for her flying and fighting; room for improvement, certainly, but then again, everyone has that- God alone knows that I am one of them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-10-2015, 03:10:28</strong>
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				<strong>New York City<br>Earth</strong><br><br>The reconstruction of Earth was ever and ongoing process, even nearly half a century later after the cleansing of the world by the Cosmo reverser. However, there were always be things that would be constant. No matter where or when in the Universe. <br><br>At the top of one of the newly completed Skyscapers, an exclusive restaurant commanded a nearly 360 degree panoramic view of the slowly assembling skyline. From there, the patrons could see for miles as the restaurant slowly rotated upon the tower. Here the modern day Celebrity, and Ruling Class would come, and dine upon the riches of the recently resurrected world. <br><br>With a huff, a older gentleman entered the Restaurant. He had been running late to a meeting with an old friend, and was eager to catch up upon old times. Fleet Admiral Winston Fitzgerald was shown to the VIP suite where individual tables were set, and blocked from view. Here He was to met his long time friend, and former Navy Buddy, the Honorable Minister Alexandros Sylvester Peterson XXII. A man with a long history with both Military Service, and Politics in his family. <br><br>"Sorry I'm late, Alex. I had to stay late, and look over reports from my Fleets upon the outer rim." Winston stated as he plopped down onto his chair, and pulled out his napkin to tab the sweat from his brow as he set his cover on an extra chair to get it out of the way. "I swear, that Admiral Burnside is trouble with a capitol "T"." He chuckled as he finally relaxed with a long overly stressed sigh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>26-10-2015, 04:19:40</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Open<br><hr><br>Karri was about to make a selection from the spread of sandwiches when she heard the voice behind her asking if she was here to try Moira's famous cooking. Turning she looked back to Ginga as she introduced herself. Karri studying the purple haired woman as she spoke. <em>"Lieutenant Ginga Nakajima ship's Radar officer."</em><br><br><strong>"Nice to meet you, Ginga. I'm Lieutenant&nbsp; Karri Xanaa. I was just assigned to the Musashi Fighter wing."</strong> said as she smiled to the woman her deep blue eyes briefly flicking as she realized that she seemed to have become the center of attention in the mess hall. Of course that was likely because she was a Garmillan. It wasn't the first time she felt like the ant under the magnifying glass so she did her best to push her anxiety off as she continued to smile to the Lieutenant.<br><br><strong>"Well I was told that there's no better food anywhere in the fleet so..."</strong> She said even as another voice came, this one a cheery tone as the Garmillan pilots head turned to look to the older curvy woman looking her over; Moira MacAndrews. <br><br><strong>"Yes mam. Lieutenant Karri Xanaa."</strong> Karri said something making her fully turn to Moira and straiten up, not quite a snap to attention, but close. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>26-10-2015, 04:38:00</strong>
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				<strong>Character:</strong> Captain Hayate Yagami<br><strong>Location:</strong> Belka<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Signum/ Open<br><hr><br>As Signum made her remarks Hayate simply nodded with a sigh before she began the tedious work that was inspecting her ship. She hummed a variety of goofy tunes as she went along and also occasionally pinching her adjutant (Signum) on the hindquarters. Those aboard the Belka were used to this sort of thing and wouldn't comment on it even if they were quietly snickering over it. Some actually felt sorry for the XO but they were almost scared to say that.<br><br>It wasn't too long later that Hayate sat in her command chair on the bridge "Alright Take us up!" She called out quite enthusiastically. Vice her helmsman could only chuckle and get the ship moving. The ship would soon join the Musashi in the atmosphere around the planet.<br><hr><br><strong>Resteraunt New York City</strong><br><hr><br>The man Alexandros looked up as the Fleet Admiral made his arrival. "Hmm....it's fine Will I understand how much trouble that woman can be" he chuckled idly as he addressed his friend. "So tell me how are things going up there these days?" The politician was rather curious about the comings and goings of the fleet both as a result of his political career and his families history with the military. He folded his hands on the table in front of him with a smile on his lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>26-10-2015, 07:07:54</strong>
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				Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location: Mussashi's Corridors to Mess Hall<br>Tagging: Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien had been zooming up and down the corridors&nbsp; after he got on a caffeine high and sugar high all at once on the same swivel chair he stole from the engineering department. He rolled backwards all the way to the Mess Hall around the current time, smashing back first into the door. The door opened to the mess hall and then he fell backwards with the chair and fell flat on his back. Of course, he had the air knocked out upon impact with the sliding door, but when he laid on the floor; he just stared up at the ceiling. After blinking for a few moments, he got up like nothing happened, grabbed the swivel chair and got it back on it's wheels, sat back on it and then rolled to the food counter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-10-2015, 03:51:47</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Misa's office<br>Tagging: Open, Rob<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to Rob's assessment of Karri's performance as a pilot in the simulators. "Yeah that's about what I was thinking myself. She's good I mean heck her files bare that much out without me even having to have seen her in a simulator." she said taking a sip of her coffee and reclining in her chair once more. "I think she's got potential but I want to see more from her and I don't mean of her piloting skills." she said to him. Misa was taking a liking to this new girl. She had spunk but she was grounded. This was something Misa could work with. She gave a soft chuckle. "I guess old habits die hard." she said with a grin before looking at Rob. "I feel like I did when I looking up and evaluating pilots for when I forming Valkyrie squadron." she said.<br><br>_____________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri, Damien<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to Karri when she mentioned the legnedary reputation of Musashi's resident chef extraordinaire, Moira McAndrews. "Yeah Moira makes some of the best cooking I've ever tasted." she said taking her tray with the food on it. It was a simple club sandwich with a drink and something to snack on. It was about then that Damien came rolling in on the back of a chair? It did however tip him over and spill onto the deck. He got up like nothing happened and then rolled on over to the counter. "Are you sure you are ok Damien?" she asked him.<br><br>_____________________________________________<br><br>Name: Signum <br>Location: Belka, <br>Tagging: Hayate<br><br>&nbsp;Signum herself was glad that Hayate was taking things like she should. However the constant teasings even on duty made the poor girl blush like a schoolgirl herself. Then they finally made it to the bridge, which Signum knew when all was said and done she would have several small red whelps allover her body from how much Hayate had pinched her while they were inspecting the ship itself. Now she resumed her place at Hayate's right side as her XO as Hayate commanded for Vice to take them up to meet the Musashi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>27-10-2015, 04:27:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri quickly turned about as Damien came crashing into the mess. The odd little man acting like nothing had happened out of the ordinary as he righted his wheeled chair. Ginga already asking him if he was alright even as Karri just kind of cocked her head to the side as she looked to the engineer. Her head turning as she looked back to Moira, silently asking the woman if this was 'normal'. <br><br>Every ship has it's characters, some more obvious than others, some odder than others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-10-2015, 20:19:02</strong>
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				<strong>New York City<br>Earth</strong><br><br>"Things are certainly going now that we have the Yamato's sister back from Lazarus Corps. Right where she belongs, in <em>Our</em> hands. But I still wish we could have scrapped the crew! I can't believe the higher ups would give such a ship to a bunch of pirates. I don't care if what they did was "Morally" Right! They should have surrendered to Admiral Black on the <em>Bismarck</em> immediately, and be thrown in jail! His son is a murderer, and brigand." Winston seethed. He was one of the ones pushing for the Government to seize the Musashi ever since Lazarus launched it. He tried to find every loophole in the book, but Lazarus's lawyers were too good, and they managed to keep the ship. When the news of what happened upon the newly discovered world, Winston thought it would have been a good opportunity, but a battle broke out cause of a Hot headed egotistical admiral had to get the last word. <br><br>Winston took a deep breath, and let it out slowly to calm down. He had high blood pressure, and this was not helping. "Enough of that. The War Games with the Republic of Gamalis are quickly approaching, and I'm personally looking forward to that. I hear that the Gamos are going to have a special guests presiding over the games, Retired General of the Astrofleet Melda Ditz. I Hear she was a real looker back in the day." Winston chuckled as he leaned back against his seat. "The 3rd, 7th, and 8th fleets are representing Earth. I wish I could have swapped out the 3rd cause its that woman's fleet, but I was denied by The High Admiral." Winston let out a sigh. <br><br>--------------------------------------------------<br><br>Moira smirked as she saw the new come to attention, but not quite salute. "Good on ya, Lt. Xanaa. You're right not to salute me. I hold no rank on this ship, or in the fleet. But don't let that fool ya none. I Been on this ship almost as long as she was floating. Only the Captain, and the previous XO out lasted me." She declared as she stood up straight, and put her hand upon her wide hips. Her large bust swaying behind her apron. "I still have the captain's ear, and he knows to listen to the Ship's "Mama Bear." That also goes for you as well, missy. If you have any troubles, or need a kind ear you're always welcomed here." Moira stated with beaming grin.&nbsp; <br><br>Though as Daimen came careening through the Door, and falling, Moira growled at the display. "Oy! If you feel like Kill'n yerself! You do it sum place els!" She barked at the Engineer. Yet, even so. the tone of her voice was more concerned, Motherly even as opposed to truly berating the young man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-10-2015, 09:04:26</strong>
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				Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location: Mussashi: Mess Hall<br>Tagging: Ginga, Moira,&nbsp; Karri, Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Sure, Damien was probably the weirder than most, but he was also running off of no sleep that lasted over 24 hours. At the counter, after Moira spoke, he abruptly stood up and did a reenactment. "Tis but a scratch! A scratch? Your arms off, no it isn't. You lie! C'mon you pasny! I'll bit your legs off!!" Grabbed some food and then kicked off the counter to roll back towards the door. Only to hit it comically again and as the door opened, he fell back wards. He raised his hand as he lay on the floor. "I have fallen and I chose NOT to get up!" It was then an engineer from the depart walked by, sighing and shaking their head. He walked over to Moira. "Sorry about him... Been chasing him down to return the chair... He was up all night fixing and checking every fighter we have in the hangar bay after the party last night... Think he worked on half the ship too... Though and all nighter and lots of sugar and caffeine; He's long gone. Nice guy... a bit strange when it comes to work, but he is a genius too. Anyways, better haul him to bed or we may have to put him in an asylum." The engineer said to Moira or anyone else who was listening. Damien then raised his hand once more. "I am already here, right out of the loony bin!" The engineer then dragged Damien and the swivel chair off. "You seriously need to find a girlfriend or something man..." The engineer stated as he apparently started talking to Damien in his delirious state.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>01-11-2015, 06:04:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri watched the events in the mess as Damien rolled back from the counter towards the door. Only to miss it and topple over again on the the floor. Her head tilting to the side as she watched the man in continued disbelief as he laid sprawled on the floor and seemed to be quoting lines from some play or movie. Her attention shifting to the other engineer as he arrived looking for Damien.&nbsp; The second engineer explaining to the onlookers that the Chief was exhausted, having worked all night on the fighters and ship. <br><br>Karri looked back to Moira and smirked. <strong>"Never a dull moment."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-11-2015, 09:51:09</strong>
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				<strong>New York City, Earth</strong><br><hr><br>Alexandros listened as Winston spoke so vehemently of both the current crew of the Musashi and their guardian Admiral Burnside. He couldn't help but chuckle softly as he heard the commentary on the crew's current captain the son of renowned hero Admiral Black. He had many thoughts on what to say here but kept quiet due to his old friends high blood pressure and not wanting to set it off. He was pondering how best to deal with Admiral Burnside as she often posed a problem for his old friend and he wanted to provide some support.<br><br>The Admiral then mentioned how the Gamelas were going to have retired General Ditz as a special guest "Hoh? that's quite an honor since she once aided the Yamato" he couldn't help the amused smile that graced his lips. It was not a well known fact but Alexandros despised the alien races but he was a magnificent actor and was able to get along with them in public but if he were able to get away with it he would avoid contact all together. "Perhaps....you could arrange some accident regarding the general and find a way to blame the third fleet no?" he was just being casual and malicious at the same exact time. The Minister then remarked "But that aside my old friend I must say I can't wait to hear the results of these games"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-11-2015, 19:26:12</strong>
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				<strong>New York, Earth</strong><br><br>Winston looked at his friend, Alex when he mentioned about an "Accident". He couldn't help but have a malicious chuckle. "We could only be so lucky to get away with it. However, Admiral Burnside has the Devil's luck. Everyone also seemed to forget that the Gamalis almost completely wiped us out of the universe. I don't care if they were led by a dictator. I did not hear of anyone really rising up until the Yamato scared the shit out of them." Winston grumbled. Like Alexandros, Winston did not like Xenos. He didn't care that they looked almost identitical to humans. He didn't care that the Earth was saved by One's mercy. nor the fact that it was the Earth that started hostilities with the Gamalons. He felt that bit of information was Moot since the Gamalas would have demanded their surrender anyways. So he saw it as the Earth keeping them out long enough to get the Yamato going.<br><br>After a couple shots of whiskey, Winston seemed to be actually starting to relax. He let out a long sigh as he leaned back in his chair. "Though something odd was mentioned in Burnside's last report." he said offhandedly. That the <em>Musashi </em> encountered a derelict space craft on its last patrol. Inside they found a small girl in a stasis chamber." He said as he rubbed his chin before undoing his collar. <br><br><em>------------------------------------------------------------------------</em><br><br>Moira groaned as Damein started spouting lines from one of her favorite Monty Python movies. It was a good thing that another engineer was there to collect him as Moira was on the verge of wopping him with a brandished ladle to knock some sense into him. "Good, Git him to bed, and if he won't stay there. I'm sure we can figure out a&nbsp; way to keep him there." Moira told the engineer before she looked over at Karri "you don't know the half of it, Love" She replied with a weary sigh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-11-2015, 03:07:26</strong>
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				<strong>Earth, New York City</strong><br><hr><br>Alexandros tilted his head slightly as he heard the last bit added by his friend. "A small girl in a stasis chamber?....could it be?" he was showing signs of concern as he muttered this. It had been years since he had last heard mention of anything like that "What can you tell me about this capsule? you must tell me...after all this sounds quite familiar" He didn't seem to be amused anymore in fact he seemed almost irritable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-11-2015, 03:19:54</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to Karri and the others as they watched Damien basically collected by another engineering tech. She turned back to the others when Karri said this place was never a dull moment. Moira's response was of course predicable. "Yeah that is one thing about this place. Never a dull moment. if it wasn't us picking up fighter squadrons or rogue pirate elements and handing off old Gamalon ships to pre-wave motion civilizations or having wild parties with sexy hot admirals this place would be pretty dull." Ginga said with a grin. She had referred to almost everything that had happened to them in the last six months.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-11-2015, 02:35:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri looked over to Ginga as she nodded and then spoke, the purple haired Lieutenant listing off a series of events that the ship and crew had experienced. The Garmillan pilot grinning at Ginga's mention of '<em>wild parties &amp; sexy hot admirals</em>'. She assumed that was a reference to the masquerade party that was last night.<br><br><strong>"Well I hope that wasn't all at the same moment."</strong> she teased the woman back, <strong>"If your free I'd like to learn about the comings and goings of the Musashi."</strong> She said still smiling to the cute lieutenant before she looked over to Moira.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>"nice to have met you Mam."</strong> Karri said to the motherly figure. She assumed that she would be busy and have to head back to overseeing the kitchens of the space battleship. Her deep blue eyes shifting back to the Lieutenant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-11-2015, 18:30:00</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at Karri. This girl was quick to catch on. She liked that. "Thankfully not all at once. Though they certainly could have done without being back to back to back." she said to Karri as she set her tray down. "Well sure I've got time right now. I don't go on shift for another two hours." she said turning to Moira. "I got the afternoon shift today so I could relax and lounge around today. After all <em>Ami</em> is quite the demanding one she is." she said taking a seat and offering the one across from her to Karri. "So go on take a load off Lieutenant. Sit, eat and all will be merry!" she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 14:47:56</strong>
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				<strong>New York, <br>Earth</strong><br><br>The whiskey was starting to take affect as a pleasant cottony feeling started to wrap itself around Winston's mind. He didn't notice the change in tone in his friend at the mention of the derelict craft. He tilted his head back to think a moment as the other pressed for details. "Um... there was eight capsules, but only one was still online. The others suffered failures of some sort. Inside the still functioning capsule was a young human girl. The girl was brought on board the <em>Musashi</em>, in Amelia's own words, she was "As cute as a button". Though she mentioned what looked like a strange tattoo upon her left bicep of the Roman Numeral "IV"" The Admiral explained as he lazily swirled the golden looking liquid in his tumbler. <br><br><div align="center">-----------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>location:</strong> <em>Musashi</em>'s bridge ------------&gt; Medbay<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>----------------------------<br><br>Jeremy was looking over the morning reports from the previous night's shift as he waited for the Belka to fall into formation so they can start their patrol. He was looking forward to working with Captain Hayate. She always seemed to liven patrols with pranks, and other distractions. Though he would be just finishing his first cup of coffee when his communicator chirped. Setting down his cup, he reached, and grabbed the handset before bringing it up to his ear. "This is the captain." he stated. He gave a few nods in understanding before setting the handset down and standing up. "Our passenger has woken up. Commander, you have the bridge in my absence." Jeremy instructed Charlotte. "Yes Sir." Charlotte quickly replied before saluting the departing form of the captain <br><br><div align="center">-----------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br>"Ta-ta love." Moira spoke to the departing Gamalon woman whom was invited to sit with Ginga. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>16-11-2015, 20:45:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri nodded as she took the seat opposite Ginga. The Garmillan polishing the red apple that she had picked up before the earlier commotion. <br>"So who's Ami, your supervisor?" She asked before taking a bite of the apple. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 20:53:34</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled at Karri when she mentioned Ami being her supervisor. "In a way she is my supervisor but no. Ami is short for Amelia. As in Admiral Amelia Burnside the commander of the third Fleet." she said to her as she took a bite of her sandwich. The taste was absolutely out of this world. She cooed in pleasure from the taste of it. Moira was a master of the kitchen. She swallowed the food. "We got started back when this ship was still a member of Lazarus Corp." she said thinking back on the memories made. "But don't let her sweet innocent act fool you. She's got a keen mind under that charming womanizing smile of hers." she said with a chuckle. Though amusingly it had been Ginga who had charmed Amelia.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 19:28:40</strong>
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				"Ah-Choo!" Amelia sneezed as she rubbed her nose. "Bless you, Admiral." Captain Ramius stated simply. "Thank you Captain. I wonder what Heartbroken Honey is thinking about me?" Amelia chuckled, referencing the adage that a sneeze indicated that someone was being talked about. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 01:21:03</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri paused at Ginga's reveal that 'Ami' was Admiral Amelia Burnside. The pilot's surprised at the woman's casual, and familiar reference evident as she studied the purple haired woman as she expressed her love of Moira's food before she spoke up. <br><strong><br>"Admiral Burnside?"</strong> She asked her tone questioning as she leaned forward across the table, <strong>"You know the fleet Admiral that well to call her Ami?"</strong> Karri asked. The Garmillan pilot remembering her apple as she sat back and took another bite of the crunchy red fruit. Her attention briefly shifting to the line of apple juice that rolled down her chin, glinting against her blue skin for a moment before she wiped the offending juice off with her finger, her eyes returning to Ginga as she wondered at what the relationship was between her and Admiral Burnside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 02:55:51</strong>
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				<strong>Earth-New York City:</strong><br><br><br>Alexandros' frown deepened as he heard what Winston was reporting. "Is that so? well then my friend it seems like we have just acquired the rights to investigate the Musashi along with her crew" He lightly swirled the glass with whiskey in it around in his hand as he stared with that frown on his face at his friend. "Tell me Winston just what do you know about the "Eden" Project?" The frown was starting to shift slowly into a devilish smile. The politician had heard some details about this projects history and how it had been deemed unethical and discontinued. He also knew that all of those children were supposed to be dead but he also knew that some of the participants had decided to hide the surviving children somewhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 16:56:17</strong>
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				<strong>New York,<br>Earth.</strong><br><br>Winston was really starting to relax now, his head feeling heavy, and stuffed with Cotton. So when Alexandros mentioned about suddenly having justification to investigate the <em>Musashi</em>, and her crew. Winston could only raise an eyebrow in curiosity. "Huh? What do you mean?" He asked his friend, though his speech was slightly more stirred. As Alexandros mentioned the "Eden Project", Winston tilted his head. "Sure I know. It was a failed experiment in order to create human children cause while the Cosmo reverser revived the planet. It couldn't stabilize the declining birth rate." Winston stated. Though he was incorrect. The Project was a success, but was shut down as more, and more women were able to have successful pregnancies. At first the Project was hailed as a grand scientific achievement, and the savior of the Human race next to the Cosmo Reverser given to them by Lady Starsha. However, the Fickliness of man was always present, nad when more, and more successful pregnancies began to occur. The Political winds turned against the project, and the eight Children that were created. All but one perished in the passing of time. The lone survivor being kept safe on board the <em>Musashi</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-11-2015, 04:29:28</strong>
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				<strong>Earth<br>New york City</strong><br><hr><br>Alexandros leaned forward frowning as he spoke to Winston in a soft gutteral growling tone <em>"That Project was an abomination and knowing that even the slightest bit of it still remains makes my skin crawl</em>" then speaking in a more normal tone "But in any case knowing that there is even the slightest hint that it ever occurred is troublesome enough but the fact that it has wound up with Musashi is perfect....considering that it is an Illegal matter we can legally investigate...do you understand?" He seemed to have a rather cruel and twisted grin now as he finished speaking "It's like killing two birds with one stone....destroy the remnants of that abomination AND get rid of Admiral Burnside's little pet at the same time....hehe could even be three birds getting rid of Admiral Burnside if we are lucky" though that last bit did sound a bit too ambitious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-11-2015, 07:57:43</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga herself giggled a bit as she watched Karri's reaction to what she had said about knowing the Admiral on a personal level. "Well yes I do know the Admiral quite well." she said taking a moment to remember the first time they had met. "It was just at the start of what would become the Alphearan Incident." she said her smile turning wistful for a moment. "We were negotiating a deal to give them their first ever wave motion capable ship and well one thing led to another and well I ended up sharing her bed and the rest is history of course." she said with a slight giggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>29-11-2015, 17:40:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Damien, Open<br><hr><br>Karri continued to watch Ginga as she spoke the pilot almost sure that the violet haired woman was making things up; though the wistful&nbsp; look on her face and the little giggle at the end made her reconsider that her story was a tall tale. <br><strong>"So you and Admiral Burnside are... lovers?"</strong> Karri asked her tone dropping to a whisper even as her cheeks took on the faintly reddish purple tint as she blushed her deep blue eyes studying Ginga's features to see if the cute Lieutenant was metaphorically taking her for a ride.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-11-2015, 19:17:02</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga knew a lot of what she was saying could be seen as taking someone for a ride but it was all true and she had no reason to hide it. "That's actually quite correct. As a gift exchange she got to keep a something of mine and I got to keep her long admiral's coat." she said. Ginga was really quite proud to have that coat herself. It was one of her cherished possessions. "We've met several times since then and each time has been quite wonderful. They say she was the type of person who had a girl in every port and left a string of broken hearts behind her. I like to think that I'm the one who tames the savage beast." she said with a grin her seeming to glitter as she talked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>01-12-2015, 00:38:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Open<br><hr><br>Karri couldn't help but smirk at what Ginga said about her and the Admiral before she took another bite of her apple. <br><strong>"So,"</strong> she said after a pause to chew. <strong>"what did you give the Admiral for her long coat?"</strong> She asked as she studied the purple hared officer. <br>She had had a few flings with some of the other officers in her units, other pilots, though no one who was above her in rank...not a Fleet Admiral. She reminisced as she took another bite of her apple and waited for Ginga's response.<br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>01-12-2015, 02:15:22</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at Karri as she was enjoying this little back and fourth with her. Then she asked her what exactly it was that she had traded in exchange for the admiral's coat. "Mmm well I gave her a pair of my unmentionables in exchange for it." she said to her as she took another sip of her tea. Yes it was really plain to see that Ginga herself was quite enjoying telling Karri all about her conquest with the great Admiral Amelia Burnside and her wild and crazy third fleet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-12-2015, 19:20:23</strong>
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				<strong>New York, Earth</strong><br><br>In Winston's whiskey addled mind, It was a bit difficult for him to put 2, and 2 together to make 3, but even he could sense the hostility in Alexandros's voice as he pretty much hissed his condemnation of anything having to do with the Eden Project. Winton looked at his friend as he continued, and seemed to have found a way to "Remedy" the situation that would have been quite satisfactory with both parties. Alexandros would know, once, and for all, that the Eden Project is gone, and Winston would be rid of Black, and Burnside and those of their ilk. "The <em>Musashi</em> should be in the hands of a competent captain. Not a Murderer, and Pirate." Winston slurred angrily as he slammed his tumbler down upon the table. "What do we need to do?" He asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>04-12-2015, 04:11:54</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Open<br><hr><br>Karri couldn’t help but smirk as Ginga revealed what she had given to the Admiral in return for her coat. <br><strong>“Really?”</strong> She asked her head gently shaking as she looked to the purple haired officer. Part of her wondering how much of a secret Ginga’s relationship with Admiral Burnside could be, She had casually and happily told her about her relationship with a senior flag officer. Did the captain know? Such fraternization was usually frowned upon given the disparity in ranks. <br><strong>“Wow…well does she have any other Admiral friends looking for a girlfriend?”</strong> Karri asked before breaking into a girlish giggle and grinning at Ginga.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 22:28:59</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga smiled back at her while nodding her head. "Yep that was the trade off for getting to keep her admiral's coat. Which I still have by the way. I pull it out every so often when we get together as she likes seeing me in her coat." she said with a bit of a snicker before she heard Karri's other question about if she knew the admiral had any friends that might be looking for a girlfriend. "Unfortunately I don't exactly know. That would be something you'd have to ask Ame about honestly." she said to her with a grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 23:22:36</strong>
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				By this time, Damien had been brought back to his quarters and was sleeping soundly. He would not be up and actually in a normal state of mind... Well, normal for him at anyrate; around lunch or possibly a bit afterwards. He would be located in either the mess hall or the hangar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-12-2015, 07:12:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Open<br><hr><br>Karri smiled as Ginga spoke of the coat that she had gotten for her unmentionables and mentioned that she would have to ask the Admiral if she had any fiends looking for a girlfriend.<br><br><strong>"Well next time she's on board you can introduce me."</strong> She said half joking to the lieutenant before she took another bite of her apple. She was half joking. Still, if Ginga did know the Admiral... The Garmillan pilot idly musing on what dating an fleet Admiral would actually mean. She finished her bite of apple and swallowed. <br><br><strong>"So what else should I know bout the ship and her crew?"</strong> she asked as she set the core of her apple back onto her plate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>12-12-2015, 14:16:38</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned back at Karri when she mentioned about wanting to be introduced to Ame the next time she came onboard."I can't make any guarantees Amelia but we can see. Who knows she might be up for a threesome." she said before Karri asked what else she needed to know about this ship and her crew. Ginga's grin would have the Cheshire Cat proud. "That's quite easy actually, we're all a bunch crackpots. " she said grin somehow managing to get bigger. "See Damien they just drug out of here? Crackpot. Totally. He fits right in here without questions. So yeah if you can find some way to be a crackpot you;ll be A-Okay." she said giving her the thumbs up along with her grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>12-12-2015, 18:06:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Open<br><hr><br>Karri blinked and blushed, her cheeks taking on an almost purple tint at Ginga's suggestion of a threesome! Her and two other women...Not that purple haired lieutenant wasn't cute, but she'd never been with more than one person... Her deep blue eyes flicked back to Ginga as she answered her other question about the crew. They were all <em>crackpots</em>. The woman's grin almost unnerving as she continued, mentioning the Chief. that he was crazy... part of her not doubting that.<br>She bit her bottom lip her head nodding just a bit as her thoughts swirled around her head. <br><br><strong>"Do you and the Admiral have a lot lot of threesomes?"</strong> She asked her voice dropping, not believing that she asked that question aloud. Her eyes flicking about briefly as she paused, a moment later the Garmillan grinned back to Ginga, almost a wildly as she was. Karri attempting to change the subject. <br><strong><br>"I guess I'll just have to figure out how to be a crackpot then."</strong> She said her hand brushing through her red hair as she gave a nervous little laugh. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-12-2015, 21:01:07</strong>
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				Ginga, and Karri conversation wouldn't be as private as they thought, or hoped as a shadow loomed over the two. Moira stood there with a mischievous smirk. Her arms crossed under her ample motherly breasts, seemingly pushing them together, and up. "Well, I can't speak for the Admiral, and the good Lieutenant here on that. But I can say that both the Captain, and the Ship's CAG are familiar in the ways of a <em>Menage a' trios</em>." Moira spoke with a teasing lilt of her voice. A Cheshire cat like grin spreading across her lips. "As for "Learning" to be a crackpot...Let me just say the <em>Musashi</em> has a way of helping her Husband chose the crew." She added&nbsp; before setting a couple of cool drinks before the two female officers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>18-12-2015, 05:54:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Open<br><hr><br>Karri froze, as she heard Moira's voice, the pilots cheeks burning as she blushed hard at the motherly woman's casual words about commanding officers of the ship and their...sexual activities. <em>"The Captain, and the Ship's CAG are familiar in the ways of a Menage a' trios."</em> Moira's words replaying in her head as she looked over and up to the woman.<br><br><strong>"The captain and CAG...should you really be....I mean isn't that private?"</strong> Karri said the Garmillan glancing between Ginga and Moira as she tried to process the revelations that had just be casually delivered over lunch.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 03:00:12</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri. Moira<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga blanched a bit when Moira suddenly came out of nowhere talking about things and stuff. She turned to look back at Karri making gestures towards Moira with her pointing finger. "Crackpot! Crackpot! Crackpot! She's a crackpot!" she said the fueling her excitement on the fact of having been startled by her appearance. After a moment of frantic but comical gesturing she managed to get herself under control. "Yeah so like I said don't worry about anything here. You'll be one of Musashi's crackpots in no time flat." she said to Karri as she sipped her drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 14:45:16</strong>
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				Moira Laughed hardily at the reaction she got from the Gamalion Pilot, causing her large bust to bounce, and jiggle. It was rather nice to have fresh meat to tease, and such succulent "meat" at that. The Blush on her cheeks giving her normally blush skin a slight purple tint. "You're so adorable." Moira said with a matronly smile before Ginga quickly tried to dismiss the whole thing, pointing to Moira and calling her a "Crackpot". This got another laugh out of Moira before an announcement on the ship Wide PA system got everyone's attention. <br><br><em>Attention, Attention. Lieutenant Laura Bernat is needed in the Infirmary. Repeat. Lieutenant Laura Bernat is needed in the Infirmary.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 16:39:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Open<br><hr><br>Karri sort of half smirked at Moira as she laughed at her reaction; Ginga statement that the ship was full f crackpots was apparently not as far of an exaggeration as she had thought...<br>Her suspicions seemingly confirmed by Ginga as she animatedly pointed at the matronly figure calling her a crackpot, Moria just laughing as Karri just sat there confusedly watching the events. She was sure they were just teasing her, this was all just a prank on the newbie to the ship. She repeated in her head, not quite as sure of that as she hoped.<br><br>Her head turned, as she looked upwards at the attention signal and the disembodied voice of the PA. <em>Please let it be an attack...Please let it be an attack...</em>popped into her head&nbsp; even as that hope was dashed by the call for a Lieutenant to report to the Infirmary.<br><br>The Gamalion Pilot saw her chance to maybe change the topic of conservation. <strong>"I hope that's nothing serious."</strong> she said glancing between the pair. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-12-2015, 03:19:25</strong>
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				Laura had tried to continue her work as best she could although she couldn’t stop her frustration from growing as the antics of the nearby trio continued to increase in volume as well. Thankfully before she had to do anything rude she found herself being called away to the infirmary much to her relief. Letting out a soft sigh as she rubbed her forehead she stood up and quickly departed to the infirmary to figure out what it was that the captain wanted from her. When she arrived she sighed and stepped inside, scanning for the Captain before finding him and moving over to her. “Captain, you summoned me? Is there anything you need?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-12-2015, 19:29:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Open<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy, and Carlos were looking over the work up that the doctor just finished upon the young girl. Both had troubled expressions upon their faces. The DNA sequencing was Human, but at the same time, different. It was strange, and worrisome. "In my expert opinion Captain, this can't happen. In Nature, I mean." Carlos explained as he leaned back in his chair, and ran his hair through his aged latin hair. Jeremy's singular hazel eye scanned over the information, his lips turned downward as he considered the implications of what he was seeing. "I mean, how can a natural person be completely immune to all disease, and Radiation? It is unheard of!" Carlos added with a bit of frustration. "I understand Doctor, but doesn't this look familiar?" Sebastian asked. "Familiar, how?" Carlos wondered as he looked up at the captain. <br><br>It would be about this time that Lt. Laura Bernat entered the infirmary. She didn't have far to look for Jeremy, and Carlos, and quickly approached. "Yes Lt. I need&nbsp; you to look into something. It concerns our passenger, and the trouble she may cause us." Jeremy explained. "I'm thinking you'll have to investigate the "Eden Project" Materials. I have feeling this is tied to that." Jeremy stated as he held out the medical write up to the lieutenant to look over. "Captain, you can't be serious!? That project is half a century old, and a failure at that." Carlos interjected. "I understand that is what History says, Doctor. However, as you said, that girl is not natural. It is the only real connection I can think of." Jeremy stated before turning back to Laura. "Your clearance should allow you access to all files pertaining to Eden, and you will have access to the salvaged computer Core from the Derelict ship. See what you can find out, Lt." Sebastian stated<br><br><em>CAPTAIN BLACK, PLEASE CONTACT THE BRIDGE! CAPTAIN BLACK, PLEASE CONTACT THE BRIDGE.</em><br><br>The PA announcement caught Jeremy a bit by surprised as he looked up at the speaker before sighing. He then approached a nearby handset, and picked it up. "This is the Captain." He stated. It was Commander Dunois on the other end. "Captain, we're picking up a distress call from a Gamalis Freighter. They're saying they're under attack by&nbsp; Gatlantean Pirates, and need immediate assistance." Charlotte explained. "Are there any other ships that can respond?" Jeremy asked. "None sir, All other ships are still planet side. The only other ship is the <em>Belka</em>, Sir." Charlotte explained. "Understood. Contact the Freighter, and let them know we're on our way to assist. Then contact the Gamalis Government, informing them the situation, and that we're assisting one of their ships." Jeremy ordered. "Right away captain." Charlotte replied. "Then put the ship on Combat Alert 2, and have all pilots report for launch." He finished before hanging up the handset. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Charlotte hung up the handset and took a deep breath. "Alright, Lt Knight. Lay in an intercept course with that freighter, Warp once you have a plot. Engin Reccoia, Contact the freighter, and tell them we're on our way to assist. Once that is done, send word to the Gamalis defense forces of the distress call, and our intention to assist." Charlotte commanded before moving over to the her command console, and pressed alarm. <br><br>All through the ship, yellow lights began to flash as a loud klaxon blared. Notifying all personnel that this ship was about to enter combat. <br><br>"<em>Attention all hands, attention all hands. Ship entering Combat Level 2 Alert Status. Repeat: Ship entering Combat Level 2 Status. All pilots are to report to ready room for possible deployment.</em>"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 22:45:17</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi; mess hall<br>Tagging: Laura, Karri. Moira<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga nodded her head to Karri trying to soothe her discomfort for being onboard the Musashi. However it was about then that the alarms and klaxons suddenly began going off a moment or two after the PA had called for Jeremy to the bridge of the ship itself. "No it's about as bad as you thought it was." she said getting up from the table. "Get to your station pilot." she said to Karri all business now. She was a career military officer now. Ginga didn't mind carousing and cutting up with the "boys" after duty but when duty called that was a serious business. She left the ship at a hurried pace to get to position. She didn't flat out run as that would endanger people in the narrow corridors of the ship.<br><br>________________________________________<br><br>Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi; Her Office-----&gt;Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa had been in her office going over the paperwork and filling out rosters for new fighter squadrons when the call came over the PA and the alarms went off. She was up and out her seat less than two seconds after the scramble order came over the PA. She moved through the ship towards the station assigned to her. Which was a section of the bridge dedicated to fighter ops. She grabbed the comm unit. As the ship's CAG she needed to either be in the CIC bridge or in her fighter group. For right now Misa would lead from the CIC bridge where she could get up to the minute updates on the situation. She slipped a com unit over her head so she could be receive orders from the bridge and give them herself if need be. It wasn't quite the feel of doing it in fighter but it was just as good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 00:16:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Mess Hall ---&gt;Fighter Ready-room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ginga, Moira, Open<br><hr><br>Karri's attention flicked up towards the ships PA again as the ships alert klaxon sounded and another message came across. This one seeming to be the answer to her earlier request for an attack! The pilot glancing at Ginga and Moira for a second, as if to confirm that they had heard the same thing that she had.<br><br>In the next breath she shoved herself back from the table even as Ginga told her what she already knew she needed to get to the ready room ASAP The as the purple haired lieutenant hopped to her feet as well headed off to the bridge. Karri's thoughts racing about what the call was for. It wasn't a imminent attack as it was only a Combat Level 2 alert. A drill? Search &amp; Rescue, Pirates? It could be a lot of things.<br><br><strong>"Right!"</strong> Karri said nodding to Ginga as she followed the woman out the door, her boots clicking as she hurried out and down the hallway.<br>She'd know what the alert was for when she got to the ready room she thought as she hurried towards her quartets. She would need her flight helmet...and to figure out where the ready room actually was on the ship...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 09:09:07</strong>
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				Name: Laura<br>Location: Musashi; infirmary&nbsp; <br>Tagging: Jeremy<br><br>Laura listened as Jeremy explained what it was that he wanted. She frowned a bit when she heard that there latest guest might cause problems. She really hoped she wasn’t being asked to deal with that. Children weren’t exactly the Lt.’s strong suit. She was relieved then to hear that she was only being asked to do what she did best, analyze information and try to give her crew the advantage against whatever trouble they might find. Still it was a lot of files to go through and if she would also have to recover information from the damaged core this was going to take a while. Still she wasn’t going to complain, this was what she’d been brought on board for after all, still a second pair of eyes would come in handy. “Yes, sir. I’ll see what I can find on the Eden project. It would help if…” Before she could answer however they were interrupted by the sound of the PA going off and the captain was being called to contact the bridge. Having not been dismissed and needing to know what was going the Lt. remained nearby to hear what was happening.&nbsp; When she heard what was happening she frowned. “I’ll be going to my station unless you need me on the bridge and please have someone sent the core over when things are taken care of.” She said with a salute, waiting for her to be dismissed.<br><br><hr><br>Name: Lyra<br>Location: Musashi Bridge<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Cmdr. Dunois<br><br>Lyra nodded her head at the commander’s order. Moving quickly she soon set the proper course, the Musashi soon well on its way to assist the endangered freighter while the communications officer dealt with sending out the proper messages and such. “Looks like it’s about time to show everybody how you dance.” She murmured with a grin as she patted the ship affectionately. She might not have been on the ship long but it was her baby now and she was going to show everyone just what tit was that the Musashi was capable of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-01-2016, 14:51:29</strong>
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				The immensely powerful engines of the titanic warship started to spool up as the twin flywheels gained more, and more speed to answer the demands of Lyra for power. The ship quickly gaining speed, and distance from Amelia's little "Secret" Hidey-hole. Other ships were starting to lift off from the planet finally, but none were moving to answer the Distress beacon since<em> Musashi</em> already declared that they have it covered. On the bridge, Lyra would watch the Warp indicator quickly bouncing up, and down as two parallel lines scrolled across just behind. She would watch it intently so as to make sure to get the timing right to execute the Warp Jump. <br><br>When the ball finally passed over the junction of the two lines, She activated the ship's warp engines, and the ship leapt forward like a Thoroughbred from the gate. A Comet's tail of fire stretching for miles behind the ship as it went faster, and faster until it reached the "Barrier" Between Real space, and Warp Space. Seemingly to come to a halt immediately before breaking through, and disappearing from this reality. <br><br>Inside the ship, everything was stillness as all the people were frozen in position. The kaleidoscopic color display coalescence around the ship. Time passed like Eternity, and yet it was in the blink of an eye right before<em> Musashi</em> burst into Real Space, the ethereal Ice that coated the ship breaking off. <br><br>On the bridge, the door hissed open as Jeremy strode upon the bridge as if it was a sunday morning. "Status?" he asked as he moved to take his seat. "Sir, We just exited warp, and is currently scanning for the Freighter sir." Charlotte replied smartly. "Be thorough. This could very well be a trap as well." Jeremy cautioned. "Understood sir." Charlotte replied. "I want a squadron of Fighters launched, and holding over the ship just in case." Jeremy instructed. "Yes sir." Charlotte replied before picking up the handset down the CIC, and Misa. "The Captain wants a flight of Birds up to act as a CAP." She explained. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>(Meanwhile, on board a Gatlantian "Privateer" Patrol Ship (http://i.ebayimg.com/00/s/NDMxWDcwMA==/z/WgwAAOSwd4tUApsu/$_1.JPG))<br><br>"Ma'am! A Ship has just exited Warp!" A Gatlantian male called out from his instruments. "Identify!" The captain barked&nbsp; loudly as She held her saber in an iron grip. The other Man swallowed thickly as he quickly worked his controls to try, and identify the new arrival. "It is a Terron Ship!....Records say...THE <em>YAMATO</em>!" The Man squeaked. The Woman sneered with glee. "The Yamato, eh?" She asked. They heard tales of the<em> Yamato</em> from half a century ago when it singlehandedly cut deep into Gamalis territory. However, the fact that it spared the Gamalis capitol from being destroyed by Desslar's own super ship irked many of the Gatlantians, and was seen as a sign of weakness. A Warrior that does not take the life of their Enemy should, in turn, be killed. The<em> Yamato</em>, along with some filthy Gamalis, also destroyed one of their search fleets for the Ark of Light. The Woman snarled as an image of the "<em>Yamato</em>" was brought upon her screens. No one seemed to notice the Soot black hull, or the blood red underhull that denoted that this was "not" in fact the<em> Yamato</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 23:13:30</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa had been on standby the moment she had entered the bridge waiting for orders to come from the bridge. When Charlotte's voice came over telling her that Jeremy wanted a CAP Misa nodded her head. "Roger that bridge." she said before switching over down to the pilot's frequency. "Attention all pilots. I want Viper and Mustang squadrons to run CAP." she said switching to the hanger boss. "Chief I want Wombat and Bandit squadrons ready for launch as soon as the first two squads are away. make sure they are loaded for anti-fighter combat and anti-ship combat." she said to him before signing off. After that there wasn't much she could do but sit and await orders.<br><br>___________________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi bridge<br>Tagging: Jeremy, Lyra, open<br><br>&nbsp;It didn't exactly take Ginga long to reach the bridge when the call to general quarters came in. She stepped over to the junior officer who was running radar and smiled. "Why don't I take over doing that ensign?" she said as the girl nodded her head glad to be out of this position and handing it to someone more experienced than her. "You got it ma'am!" she said as Ginga settled into her old chair. "Radar ready and tracking Captain!" she said to him as she began to scroll across the screen. The girl had been good at keeping her notes and it only took moments for Ginga to be up to speed on the whole situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 01:30:06</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Upper Hanger ---&gt; Fighter CAP<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Karri hopped up onto the catapult launch platform in the Musashi upper hanger. The Gamilas Pilot fitting her helmet as the hanger crew prepped her Cosmo Zero-Kai for launch. She reminded herself that she needed to repaint her helmet; it was still marked and in the livery of VA-135, the Uninvited,&nbsp; USS Princeton,CV-37. <br>She hadn’t really expected to be on active flight operations the day after she arrived on the Musashi. A moment later she was making&nbsp; her way up the access ladder, her sleek form slipping into the cockpit with practiced grace as the crew moved about the fighter craft performing the last minute preparations for launch before the warning klaxon sounded warning of the imminent end of the space warp, the familiar sensation of re-entering real-space washing over her as the space battleship exited warp.<br>Her Helmet mounted HUD flicking as it synced with the fighters systems.<br>Her hands touched the controls, almost to make sure they were where they were supposed to be, but it was comforting, familiar as she settled into her familiar seat in the Onryō.<br>The automated preflight check started as the red marked ordnance crew finished loading and arming the fighter with a mix of ASW and AFW missiles. Well at least she could see what the other pilots were like in her squadron. Of course it would have been preferable to meet them in person before heading right into a potential battle.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“Onryō, Viper Squadron; request call sign flight leader.”</strong> She called out over the comm. Moments later the launch order coming from the CAG. Viper and Mustang serving as CAP.<br>Karri ‘s head tilted up instinctively as the canopy on her fighter started to close; the HUD flashing with the launch information and deployment data.<br>The automated preflight completed as the felt the fighter shift, as it was moved onto the Catapult launch rail, the Fighters systems switching over to internal as the flight deck crew moved to safe positions and the fighters wings unfolded from their stowed position and locked into flight mode. <br>The catapult operator made his final checks and gave her the thumbs up even as the lift started moving her Cosmo Zero-Kai out of the hanger and up onto the catapult. Karri saluted back even as the metal walls of the hanger were suddenly replaced by the dark armored hull of the Musashi and the vast blackness of space.<br><br><strong>“Onryō Ready Launch.”</strong> she said as the catapult angled out from the ship for launch, a moment later her fighter was banking back around to assume her place in Viper squadron's formation for CAP over the space battleship.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.ourstarblazers.com/vault-images/2199_EpisodeGuide/Ep05/05_00129.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 02:53:13</strong>
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				Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location: Mussashi: Engineer's Sleeping Quarters to Engineers station<br>Tagging: Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Damien had been brought back and had been sleeping for awhile. That is, until the alarms went off. Damien woke with a star; going to sit up, only to bash his head on the upper bunk and feel back onto his pillow, dazed. He reached up quickly, grabbed his head, groaning, only to roll over, but to fall off the side of the bed and fall face first on the floor. He laid on the floor, face first with his bed sheet wrapped around him. After a moment, he sluggishly crawled to a nearby table, felt around for his glasses. After he got them and put them on, he got the sheet off him, threw it aside, stood up and tried to moved fast out of the room to get to the Engineers station; so that he was ready for possible emergency repairs. Now that he had a moment to think as he jogged, that Karri was aware of the adjustments he made to her fighter. Not big, but she really did not have to move the controls now and her targeting was adjusted as much as it had to be when he inspected it. Besides the issues she reported to him before.<br><br>Either way, he would make it to his station and got his tools ready. Now, it was a waiting game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 20:54:43</strong>
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				Just at the edge of the <em>Musashi</em>'s Radar Range, a wounded Gamalis Freighter was trying desperately to limp away from the scene. However, when the fighting broke out, the Gatlandians were quick to knock out the Freighter's main engines. Preventing it from Warping out. The Gatlantian pirates were taking great pleasure in slowly chipping away at the Ship. Damaging its systems, but keeping the crew alive. letting them stew in their own fear. Oh how the mighty has fallen. The Captain remembered the days of Gamalis Expansion, and how their ships used to blot out the skies as great battles erupted through space. Ironic then, that one Terron ship would have been able to out fight, and out maneuver the best that Gamalis had to offer. She smirked as she considered the Honor it would be to fight the legendary Warwagon itself! Her ancestors must be smiling down upon her. "All hands, disregard the freighter! The Emperor has blessed us with a much worthier prize, the YAMATO!" She declared. Through out the ship, a cheer erupted as Crew reloaded, and got ready for Anti-Ship combat against a Legendary Super-Dreadnought. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"Close our distance, Helm, but be cautious." Jeremy ordered as he sat in his chair, and gazed out the front view screen. "Comms, Continue trying to hail the Gamalis freighter, and see what they can tell us." Jeremy continued. "Roger Captain!" The young girl said as she bent over, trying the normal Gamalis frequencies, as well as the Open channels. Jeremy could only sit back, and wait until any news appeared. <br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Gatlantian Privateer ship pulled away from the Freighter, its own fighters following like a pack of predatory fish surrounding a much larger predator. "Hail them! This will be a glorious battle!" the Captain called out. <br><br>On the Musashi, the Comm's ensign turned to the captain. "Captain, we have an incoming transmission, but it is not from the Frieghter." She stated. Jeremy was quiet a moment before he gave her a nod. "put it on Screen." He instructed. "Right away captain." The Communication's offer said as she flicked a few buttons. Soon, on the monitor immediately above the Windscreen, an Image formed of a powerfully built woman with unkempt white hair. She had wild gold eyes that held a feral gleam. Her outfit was a scantily clad harness affair trimmed in what looked like vibrant red fur, or hair. Her muscles defined in the light of her bridge. The myriad of scars over her exposed body showing a history of fighting.&nbsp; Her thick arms were crossed underneath her ample bosom, and she smirked plush purple lips at the image before her. "I'm Captain Soren of the Gatlantian Privateer<em> Guunrak</em>. My Ancestors be praised for has crossed <em>my</em> bow." She boomed triumphantly. <br><br>Jeremy had to quickly remember what he knew of Gatlantians. They were a warrior culture that prized strength above all else, unlike the Gamalons whom were a Military State. "I'm Captain Black of the United Nations Cosmo Naval Battleship..." He started to reply but was quickly cut off. "I know of your ship the <em>Yamato</em>!" Soren bellowed. "There are few that do not know of the exploits of the <em>Yamato</em> as she traveled to Iscandar. Course, It would have been a very respectable tale had not the weakling of a Captain had not turned his weapons to the Gamalons. Showing the Galaxy the weakness of humans. And it is that weakness that will prevent your victory over me this day!" Soren declared. Jeremy was tight lipped as he let her get out her blustering. Yet, before he could respond in kind, Soren closed the channel. It would be about this time that the Patrol Ship would appear on Ginga's scopes. Surrounding it were a small number of fighters.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 08:29:00</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned as she heard Karri asking for a call sign. The reply she'd get back from the squad leader was. <em>"New Viper you are designated Viper 5."</em> the voice of one of Misa's old squad mates had said. As soon as Viper and Mustang squads were away Wombat and Bandit squads were brought up on deck for launch. Misa chimed in on her radio. "Viper squad. Mustang squad assume defensive formations. We have enemy fighters coming in." she said debating if weather or not she should launch the second wave of fighters. If they closed too fast the fighters would be shot out of the sky the moment they left the hangers. She decided. "Viper squad and Mustang squad will move in and attack the enemy fighters. Break them up give our people time to get out of the hangers." she said. If the enemy could be targeted further away from the ship then they could get the next wave of fighters out of the hangers and in the air with them being shot to bits. <br><br><em>"You know Misa I loved it when you sent me in first."</em> the voice of Viper lead had said. Causing Misa to shake her head. "You just keep your head in the game Echidna." she said back to her. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>"But I always do during combat. You are just jealous cause we don't play for the same team."</em> she said back a playful grin on her face.<br><br>&nbsp;"And be glad I'm not I saw what you did to Leina that one night. Now you make sure and watch your ass out there." she said to her. <em>"Roger than Commander."</em> she said to her.<br><br>__________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi bridge<br>Tagging: Jeremy, Lyra, open<br><br>&nbsp; Ginga heard the story of the pirate on the other side before she shook her head groaning a bit. "Not this again." she said remembering the pirate ship from the Alpheran incident six months back. She re-focused once more on the radar. She relayed the data to Misa about the ship and it's fighters as she watched Misa give orders from the CIC down below the main bridge. "Laying a course Captain to give us a full broadside with our shock cannons." she said referring to the nine 18 inch barrel "primary weapons" on the ship itself. It's long range weapon was the Wave Motion Gun on the bow of the Musashi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 11:28:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><hr><br>"Copy that. Fire Control on standby, waiting for targeting orders." Robert Prower-Graves stated from his perch at the Gunnery Station; none of them had seen him come in, or if he'd been there all along and they just hadn't noticed him. Either way, that really didn't matter, as he was at his post, and ready to ruin someone's day, at the Captain's order.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>28-01-2016, 04:52:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; COMBAT!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><strong>"Copy Viper Leader, call sign Viper Five ready."</strong> She responded back as she confirmed the CIC data link to the Musashi.<br><strong>"Viper Leader; Request call sign of lead element for Viper Five." </strong>She assumed she was going to be someone's wing-man in the squadron given that she was the newbie.<br><br>Karri shighed softly as she waited her deep blue eyes gazed out into the empty darkness of space from the cockpit of her Cosmo Zero-Kai as they waited, it felt like they were standing still as they kept station off the battleship. Moving at the same speed as the warship and with no reference it was like they were at a standstill as the battleship and the covering formations of Viper and Mustang squadron fighters continued towards the target coordinates.&nbsp; She knew that the enemy was out there just out of radar range. She stretched her fingers as her palm rested on the throttle, one finger at a time as she waited for... The CIC system lit up the Musashi's radar having found the enemy.<br><br>Her lips curled in a wolfish little grin as she heard Misa's order for the Viper and Mustang squadrons to engage the enemy fighter-craft. Well at least this was going to be exciting. She thought as she throttled her fighter to full military power. The sleek Cosmo Zero-Kai angling after the lead fighter in her element as they started their attack. The targeting HUD giving her lots of options as the opposing fighter groups closed on each other. She locked on one of the enemy fighters trailing the Viper lead's target. At the sound of the steady tone for a positive missile lock she pressed the firing stud twice, a pair of HVAFM were away at her target even as she switched over to guns as the range closed even faster with the enemy.<br><br><br>HVAFM = High Velocity Anti-Fighter Missile<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-01-2016, 08:41:08</strong>
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				Name: Lyra<br>Location: Musashi Bridge<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Jeremy, open<br><br>Lyra kept an eye on the freighter and the Gatlantian ship as they pulled out of warp, ready to react as soon as possible should they begin firing. Nodding her head as she was instructed to move ahead, she began to ease the Musashi forward, her fingers tapping on the console in front of her. “Aye Aye Cap!” She replied as she steadily brought the pair closer to the freighter and pirate ship. When pirate suddenly hailed them, not paying all that muchc attention until female captain called the Musashi the Yamato. She growled angrily but kept her mouth shut, not like she got a chance to say anything before the pirate abruptly cut the line. Turning her head back to look at the captain and spoke up as laid back as always but there was clear anger underlining her voice. “Captain, I’d like to humbly suggest that we blow this bitch into space debris already.” She might not have been on the ship for very long but she was the helmsman now and that meant the Musashi was her baby. And nobody insulted her baby and got away with it, even if it was as simple a thing as mistaking her name.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-01-2016, 14:19:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lyra, Ginga, Robert, open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>As the View Screen Winked out, cutting the channel between the <em>Musashi</em>, and the <em>Guunrak</em>, Jeremy suppressed a growl. Like Lyra, he did <strong>not</strong> like mistaking his Ship for another. Even if the ship they're mistaking it for it the legendary <em>Yamato</em> herself. When Lyra made her "Suggestion", Jeremy let out a deep breath. To be honest, he wanted to. It would have saved on the Paperwork. However, he remembered Ginga's protest when they came across that Gamalon Pirate ship months ago. "Calm yourself Helmsman. We're Cosmo Navy now. We can't simply blow them to space dust." He said evenly, though the tone would show he was just as angry about it as she was. Gleaning what he knew of Gatlantian ship design, the Patrol ship was on par with a light Cruiser. By all accounts, this match up was suicidal on on the part of the Patrol Ship. However, since this was a "Privateer" ship, it was most certainly modified to take on larger ships. Though the Modifications would most likely be crude. One thing that Jeremy had to keep in mind was that Gatlantians were warriors, and death in a "Glorious Battle" was one of the most coveted deaths they could have. Meaning that they would very easily accept a kamikaze run if they were not careful. It looked like they had no choice. They had to fight. "Order the fighters to attack their air cover, keep them away from the ship. Prower-Grave, target the Enemy's engines, try to disable over destroy. Lyra, bring us up to Combat speed 2, and prepare for evasive maneuvers. I want all damage teams on standby in case we take hits." Jeremy commanded.<br><br>Out in space, the Gatlantian fighters streaked towards the <em>Musashi's</em> CAP, under their wings were heavy Anti-ship missiles that were to be used to cripple the <em>Musashi</em> so that their mother ship could get in close where her weapons would deal more damage. Possibly get within torpedo range. They Pilots had no fear. As a matter of fact, they were ecstatic to taking on such an opponent. If they were successful in taking out a Terron Superdreadnought, and the <em>Yamato</em> no less, the honor that their leaders would shower upon them would be great. <br><br>So with great zeal did they dive into the swarm of Earth Fighters. Eager to rack up kills, or to let the funeral pyre of their own death add the minuscule like of the Universe. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>08-02-2016, 17:35:45</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa was watching the screens of battle as they flashed. She sighed as she saw them dive into the rat race with all the zeal of those seeking glorious death. "Viper Six through eight hold back CAP till Wombat and Bandit squadrons finish launching. We need someone covering use." she said switching frequencies to the AA boys. "Gun crews set AA interceptors for long range dispersal fire. Concentrate on anything that breaks through the forward lines. I don't want anything getting through to us." she said. She didn't need some yahoo making a run at the hangers while they were launching fighters. That would almost assuredly cripple if not outright destroy the <em>Musashi</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 10:50:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Prower-Graves<br><strong>Location</strong>: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><hr><br>"Aye aye." Bob said simply, without taking his eyes off the targeting grid. "A Battery, B Battery, load and bring up targeting co-ordinates..." he rattled off a short series of numbers as he gave them their targets. "Secondary guns, load for follow-up shots if required." he muttered, as he adjusted the guns slightly, before nodding. "Forward guns, <em>FIRE!</em>"<br><br>A buzzer sounded somewhere, and then all six of the forward 460mm shock cannons thundered, beams of light lancing through the vacuum towards their target.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 02:03:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; COMBAT!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Karri watched the two interceptor missiles slam into the Gatlantian fighter even as the gun sight on her fighter locked onto another of the pirate fighter craft. The Gatlantian pirates almost seemed to be ignoring her and the elements of Viper Squadron that had engaged them as they fixed on the Musashi. There weren't enough of them to overwhelm all of Viper squadron let alone the Space battleships CIWS and the other launching fighters.<br>Were they that desperate or that suicidal to throw themselves at the Musashi. Kamikaze popped into her thoughts as she squeezed the trigger. The horseshoe crab shaped Gatlantian fighter rocking with the impact of the rounds. The pirate pilot's attempts to maneuver coming too late, the craft coming apart under the long burst of cannon fire then exploding into a dark orange fireball, the churning mass lingering for a few brief seconds before dissipating into charred and twisted fragments of metal that continued streaking onward.<br><br>Karri's head snapped to the side at the bright white flash of the forward shock cannons firing briefly lit the interior of her cockpit.<br>There was no way the pirates would survive this unless they surrendered...or ran. She thought as she banked her Cosmo Zero-Kai fighter around as she trailed after Viper 3 acting as their wing-man.<br><br><strong>"Viper 5 two kills, trailing Viper 3; Viper 3 two tangos 351-mark-10."</strong> she called over the fighter tactical frequency.<br>Some part of her recalling other simulator scenarios that she had run as part of her training... What if the Kamikaze pirates were a decoy... part of a trap...<br>She focused back on the fight her HUD marking another target, another Gatlantian fighter racing towards the Space battleship.<br><br><strong>"Viper Leader tango 34-mark-186."</strong> The Gamalion Pilot said even as she maneuvered to acquire lock-on the pirate fighters that she and Viper 3 were vectoring to engage. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 16:48:47</strong>
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				On the <em>Gunnrak</em>, Soren smiled with pride as her fighters rushed into the fray with fatalistic glee. Their target was the Battleship. If they can cripple it, or out right destroy it, the fighters wouldn't matter. She could feel the Honor, and accolades being showered upon her, and her crew now. And if they happen to die in this fight, then they would have the great honor of going out in a glorious battle. So for the Gatlantians, it was a win, win all the way around. "Captain! Incoming fire from the <em>Yamato</em>!" One of Soren's crew called out. "Evasive maneuvers!" She replied. Instantly the Helm yanked one the control yoke, causing the ship to list to port. The Gatlantian Patrol Ship being just nimble enough to evade the worst of the wrath of the<em> Musashi's</em> shock cannons. Yet the engine necelle took instensive damage just from being close enough to the beam. The dull light green paint of the hull quickly burning away to reveal bare metal that was quickly becoming super heated. Inside, the patrol ship alarms started to blare as the crew scrambled to keep the ship stable. Soren smile broaden to almost maniacal glee. She could feel the destructive power of the Dreadnought's cannons. It made her body tingle knowing that she was fighting such a foe. "How much longer till we're in firing range?" Soren asked. "10 seconds!" Came the Gunnery officer.<br><br>The Pirate attack craft dove through the fury of the Musashi's protective fighter screen. Shrugging off the losses as they were intent on their target, the might battlewagon herself. When they caught close enough, four of the fighters launched their Torpedoes before turning back to engage with the Musashi's fighters to open up holes for their comrades. The four torpedoes streaked their way towards the war wagon. The ship's portside secondary, and tertiary weapon systems coming to life to try, and knock out the torpedoes. Two of the torpedoes were destroyed in the flak screen, but two more managed to make it through. One torpedo struck just behind the blister of the Third hanger, ripping a hole in the ship as atmosphere, and several crew members were sucked out into the vacuum. Emergency countermeasures quickly sealed off the affect section to be repaired later. The second torpedo struck just beneath the quad cannons of the <em>Musashi'</em>s port side. Knocking out two of them. <br><br><em>Damage control needed in No. 12, and No. 14 Quad Cannon Immediately! Damage control teams needed at the No.12, and No.14 Quad Cannons immediately. </em><br><br>"Captain, we're within firing range of the Yamato!" The Gunnery Officer called out. "Finally, all batteries. Open fire!" Soren called out. Along the <em>Gunnrak's</em> ventral hull, its circular turrets began to spin before spitting out concentrated energy towards the Musashi. On the bridge, Jeremy narrowed his eyes as he watched the battle play out. Had they wanted to outright destroy the ship, it would have been quite easy, but the enemy was not wanting to surrender. "Raise Wave Motion Shields. Continue to try, and disable their ship." He called out as the Enemy fire seared across the void between the two ships. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>18-02-2016, 03:43:55</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri,&nbsp; Jeremy,open<br><br>&nbsp;Even as the ship was rocked by the torpedo explosions the last of the fighters managed to get out of the hangers. "Oh I know you just did not shot those things at my ship." she growled over the tacnet without thinking. She switched the com frequency to the fighters. "Listen up. Wombat and Bandit Squads will assume CAP duties. Viper and Mustang squads." she said her smile getting quite hungry. "Break and Attack. Weapons free on everything. Teach those low life scum sucking assholes not to put a dent on my ship!" she growled. All of this despite switching frequencies was heard on the bridge by Captain Jeremy Black, the man who's will had forged this ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>18-02-2016, 04:01:38</strong>
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				Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka Bridge<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>The Belka had recieved the Musashi's message and watched as the battleship launched into warp to a certain set of coordinates. Hayate however believed it would be more interesting to wait several&nbsp; minutes before giving chase. When enough time had passed however she gave the word and the cruiser launched into light speed. As it broke through the barrier into the battle at hand Hayate stated simply "I want all main shock cannons to fire at the Gatlantian vessel and all secondary shock cannons to fire at intercepting angles around the Musashi. Furthermore I want our fighter squadron to launch" as she stated this all orders were carried out almost in that exact order and frequency.<br><br>The 8 inch main shock cannons of the Belka fired at the Gatlantian ship the shock blasts streaming across space towards it. The secondary Shock blasts all crossed over and under the large Terran battleship Musashi blasting apart any fighters unfortunate enough to be in the way. Though admittedly the blasts would scrape the Musashi's hull a little bit. Fighters would pour out of the Belka and into the fray blasting rockets at the enemy fighters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-03-2016, 22:53:27</strong>
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				Along the length of the Hull, the Wave Motion shields formed, causing a pale blue aura to cover the ship. It would come up just in time as the first salvos from the <em>Gunnrak</em> slammed into the Shield just below the Number one Turret. The impact rocked the Musashi some, but the shields held under the salvo. The Musashi's own 18" shock cannons answering back. While the Gunnrak was not hampered by restraint, the Musashi's guns where. Thus the Smaller ship was able to evade most of the shots with relative ease. On board the Pirate vessel, Soren laughed mockingly. "Pathetic Terrons! They think that by being Merciful they'll prove some sort of moral superiority!? Bah! It will be their undoing!" She announced. Many Galantian would have found the Musashi's action to be insulting. As if the Terrons were telling them that they were not worthy of giving them their all. Soren, on the other hand, had no complaints about capitalizing on a Enemy's arrogance. It made it even more sweet to see them killed when they realized their fatal mistake.&nbsp; <br><br>"CAPTAIN! Another warp signature." Soren's Sensor tech reported. "Hmm?" Soren replied as she didn't take her eyes off the screen. "Ma'am, Terron Cruiser exiting warp!" The sensor tech replied shortly after. "Yes! More honor to us! More honor to Gatlantis!" Soren declared. "Helm Take us in! Gunnery Crews, Fire at Will!" Soren declared as she thrust her sword outward towards the two Terron ships! "Show them our might!" She encouraged. The Crew bent to their task with a fatalistic Vigor. Yet, soon a song would be sung from their lips. A song of the Glories of Battle, and what awaited them on the otherside! The Song was meant to intimidate enemies, and motivate their own as it was broadcast on all frequencies. Even the Pilots of the Gatlantian fighters started to sing as they would start to tangle with The Belka's Fighter compliment along with Musashi. They would sing the Song of Death.&nbsp; <br><br>--------------------------------------<br><br>Name: Jeremy Black<br>Location: 1st Bridge<br>Tagging: Hayate, Prower-Graves, Open<br>Doing: Enough is enough!<br><br>On the Bridge of the Musashi, the Announcement of the warp was received almost as positively as Soren. For Jeremy, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he suppress a light chuckle. "She always was one for an Entrance." Jeremy thought as the Belkan came into formation with the Musashi. Hayate adding the Belka's formidable 8 inch Shock Cannons to the Musashi's own deadly fire.<br><br>Though that moment of amusement was quickly quashed as a strange song was suddenly played through the ship's speakers. Jeremy's lips turned downward as he recognized it from tales of those that crossed wakes with Gatlantian warships, and barely escaped. "Prower-Graves, Focus fire on the Gatlantian Ship with the Belka. Don't let it approach either ship! Comms, Contact the Fighter Squadrons, inform them to be on the look out for Kamikaze Runs." Robert commanded. <br><br>--------------------------------------------------<br><br>The effect of the Death Song was nearly instantaneous. The Few Galantian fighters were literally throwing themselves at the enemy. Two of the Musashi's Fighters, and one of the Belka's Fighters would be caught by Kamikaze Fighters. Several more were making head long dives at the Musashi's Bridge, and the Belka's. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>25-03-2016, 10:12:54</strong>
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				Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location: Mussashi: Engineer’s Station - -&gt; Damaged Corridor<br>Tagging: Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Seconds after the alarms and alerts sounded, Damien had rushed to get his emergency gear and get it at the ready. Of course, it was not long before the commanding officer told him about the emergency in the West wing corridors that damage had been sustained on that side of the ship. It took mere seconds for him to grab his shit and leave with no scuse me please.<br><br>It took him little time to reach the damaged corridor. He stood there and took a moment to observe the walls, the floor and the ceiling. Pipes and cables were exposed; metal was bent and twisted as well as torn apart. For a shockwave, it was pretty damaging. Nothing life threatening or hull integrity worthy, but still; it threatened the systems of the ship. He flicked on his ear piece and reported the situation to his commanding officer. He then grabbed a few few tools and got to work; first was a set of cables that supplied power to a few of the turrets. As he worked, a blush crossed with face with a hungering smile. “Oh, some of you wires are so bad… Shocking me like that. I might just have to get a little bit frisky here. Oh… Just a pinch here…. Yes, that’s good… Yeeesssssss……” He exclaimed as he worked quickly. It took minutes for him to restore power to that set of turrets and then he went to another set. As he worked, he got more shocked, but he kept smiling and working. “You naughty little numbers like to bite. I like that, but I can bit too and show my love right back!” he growled with glee.<br><br>It would take him some time, but for now; any important systems that might have seen a flux in power would be quickly restored to full power.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 03:17:22</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri,&nbsp; Jeremy,open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa was in the CIC bridge when she heard the message to pass along to her pilots. "Damn." she said gritting her teeth as she knew what to do. She opened the comms. "This CIC to all fighters. Watch your backs out there. These guys mean business now. CAP tighten up defenses around the Musashi's core systems." she said switching comm links. "All AA batteries set pulse arrays to maximum settings. I don't care if you have to burn out the coils don't let any of them get through." she said. She then clicked over to the main bridge. "Captain I know it's not my place but these guys mean it this time. Sir I respectfully suggest we stop pussy footing around with them. If these assholes want death I say we give it to them. Save us and the galaxy a lot of heart ache by doing it. Tell Rob to core them good." she said knowing that Rob would be able to do it easily enough. He was one of the best gunners she knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>26-05-2016, 04:39:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; COMBAT!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><strong>"Copy that CAG."</strong> Karri replied as the reddish glow faded her Cosmo Zero-Kai banking hard, rolling over avoiding the evaporating dark orange fireball of another Gatlantian fighter. <strong>"Viper 5 kill."</strong> she called over the fighter tactical frequency.<br>The Gamalion Pilot maneuvered to acquire a lock-on another of the pirate fighters that were now barrelling headlong at the Musashi, eager to get their chance to damage the space Battleship like their lucky brethren. The four that had gotten through were breaking away to engage the Musashi's fighter cover.<br><br>The Tactical net lit up, another ship exiting warp. Karr's breath catching for a moment before the IFF reported that the in coming vessel was the CA Belka. <br><br>She snap rolled her fighter covering Viper 3 as they lined up on one of the attacking fighters as the cruised opened up on the pirate ship with it's shock cannons it's own fighter squadrons starting to deploy.&nbsp; The Gatlantian fighters were now outnumbered and their patrol craft was facing a Cosmo Navy space battleship and cruiser. There was no way the&nbsp; Gatlantian pirates could win this, not that they could win against the Musashi but now... staying to fight was just suicidal.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>28-05-2016, 01:23:47</strong>
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				Name: Bob<br>Location: Musashi, COMBAT!<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>All outside stimulation faded from Bob's perception, as he sighted down the targeting scanners, a cone of pure concentrated focus surrounding him as he lined up on the enemy pirate ship. Silently, he counted down the moments until all the guns were properly laid on to target, and then a grim smile spread over his lips.<br><br>"Knock knock."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-05-2016, 22:01:36</strong>
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				Missiles, and Tracers cris-crossed the endless void of space as one "David" tried to take on two "Goliaths". The Quickly Dwindling Pirate Fighters from the Gatlantian warship seemed to redouble their ferocity with each one of their brethren that fell to the Fighters, and Guns of the Musashi, and Belka. Many a Musashi, and Belkan Fighter coming dangerously close to getting rammed by the suicidal enemy combatants. Making this encounter more, and more dangerous by the second as the Fighters not only threw themselves at the Terron Ships, but to their own demise. <br><br>On the bridge, the CAG's commentary on the situation as a whole, suggesting that instead of trying to subdue the pirates, they were to completely wipe them from the face of the Universe. "Your suggestion dully noted, Commander." Jeremy replied simply, the tone of his voice sounding rather bored. Turning to his Chief Gunnery officer, Jeremy gave him a nod. "You heard the Little lady. Wipe that scum from <em>my</em> Sight." Jeremy replied. <br><br>The 18in shock cannons on the Musashi swiveled, and trained at the quickly approaching Gatlantian cruiser. The chief Gunner, Tested, and true in his aim, pressed the trigger, and the Guns replied. Nine bright beams of wave motion energy erupted from the three main turrets, and burned through the vacuum of space. However, the Gatlantian ship proved to be experienced, and was able to manuever just out of direct path of the Musashi's deadly guns. However, the beams came close enough that the entire port side of the Pirate vessel was scorched, and the armor blistered from the intense power of the blast.<br><br>Down in the damaged corridor, Damien's repairs were doing the trick as the crippled AA guns were quickly coming back on line and adding their fire to the already harrowing onslaught by that of the Musashi, and Belka's valiant crews.&nbsp; <br><br>On the Gatlantian bridge, Soran feral smile was borderline Manical. "Yes! They finally understand that we won't surrender!" She howled in delight! The rest of the crew cheering their captain even as she was leading them to certain doom! "We'll have our Glory! ALL GUNS, OPEN FIRE!!!" She roared. All along the Gatlantian ship, the spherical turrets spun, and began to fire at both the Musashi, and Belka. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>08-06-2016, 22:48:48</strong>
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				"Brace!" Bob yelled, his eyes tracking the course of those shots and mentally calculating where they would hit in the blink of an eye. Even as he did so, he began to do something a little bit clever- each of the turrets were then sent instructions to individually aim each separate gun in a specific manner, before he once more ordered the guns to fire a full broadside. This time, the shock cannons fired in a manner that was almost reminiscent of the spread of pellets from a shotgun, filling the immediate area around the pirate ship with doom and devastation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>09-06-2016, 00:19:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; COMBAT!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Karri trailed after Viper 3 shadowing the other Cosmo Zero-Kai as it homed in on one of the dwindling number of Gatlantian fighters. Her head turning as she watched the volleys of main cannon fire being exchanged by the Musashi, Belka and the pirate cruiser. It was only a matter of time. The more nimble pirate ship had evaded the worst of the shock cannons but sooner or later one solid hit would be the end of them.<br><br>She inverted her fighter, relative to the Viper 3 and the Gatlantian fighter her targeting scanner locking onto the evading craft. A moment later she flicked the safety off as she squeezed the trigger on the flight stick. The nose cannons of the Onryō spitting out a short burst into the pirate fighter. The craft banking hard to avoid the new threat as Viper 3's own cannons tore into the doomed pirate.&nbsp; Both fighters banking to avoid the orange fireball that was a pirate fighter a moment ago.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-06-2016, 20:38:06</strong>
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				Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka Bridge<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br><br>As the Gatlanian song came over the speakers "Well this won't end well for anyone" she sighed. She then spoke "All gunners and pilots hold your course and don't let a single one of these pirate scumbags escape with their lives!" she was sitting back in her seat watching as the battle continued to unfold before her eyes. She kept a leasurely expression but inside she was terrified of the kamikaze tactics they were using.&nbsp; "Gunners keep your eyes forward and don't let them get too close. I dont' want so much as a scratch on this ship when they are done got it?" She watched as the Gunnrak continued to fight more or less on par with the Musashi and the Belka and knew that the captain had to be quite experienced in the ways of war. She had to admit that she was impressed.<br><br>The cruiser continued to fire it's 8 inch shock cannons at the Gunnrak and move towards the ship making sure to dodge the 18 inch shots coming from the Musashi. The Belkan fighters would duck and weave throughout the formations of the pirates blasting away taking down several though getting raked by fire themselves at times. The fray was really buzzing with all the action.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 16:48:46</strong>
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				That Gatlandian shots slammed hard into the Wave Motion shields of both the Musashi, and the Belka. However the shields would hold for now, even if the crews were jarred a bit. Jeremy gripped his chair to prevent himself from being thrown as the might super dreadnought was jostled around like a Bath toy. A snarl curled at the corner of Jeremy's lips as he glared at the image of the Gatlantian pirate ship. They were not letting up, and he was hating that the UN's rules of engagement allowed the fight to escalate to this point. He would have rather came in with guns blazing. However, what was done, is done. <br><br>Robert's tactic of firing a spread of shots, along with the intense fire coming from the Belka boxed the Gatlantian ship in as two of their turrets were cored by an 8" beam from the Belka, and the makeshift Fighter hanger pods underneath the ship were burned off by the Musashi's massive 18" Shock cannon. On the Gatlantian warship, the crew were rocked violently from the hits, and yet they still didn't stop their Song of Death. If anything, they sang louder! They wanted the Universe to tremble at the might of the Gatlantians, and know that today a great battle was being waged. They wanted their ancestors to look down upon them and smile. So that when they do die, they will be welcomed with open arms in the great hollowed halls to feast for all eternity. <br><br>One of Prower-Graves shots seared along the aft hull of the ship, gouging a deep furrow in the hull right before a large explosion ripped through that second of the ship. On the bridge alarms were screaming for attention. "Captain, or primary inter-coolers have been destroyed! The engine is going to overheat, and go critical." The Engineer shouted. "Captain, we're losing power to our weapons systems." The Weapons officer called out. Soran snarled as she looked upon the image of the two warships she chose to fight. "It doesn't matter! ENGINES AHEAD FULL!" Soran roared before she thrust her Sword forward, pointing it directly at the Belka. "Make our Death Glorious!" She commanded. <br><br>The engine nacelle erupted to life as the Gatlantian ship turned its charred, and crippled bow towards the Crusier Belka. Quickly it was gaining speed as more, and more fire and smoke poured from the crippled ship. All on board knew what their fate was to be, and they welcomed it. Welcomed it with all the Zeal, and eagerness of true Gatlantians. <br><br>"Captain! The Gatlantians are on a collision course with the Belka!" The Sensor Officer called out, a hint of panic in her voice as everyone could hear the song that the enemy was singing. It was rather "Joyful". "Calm yourself, Lieutenant." Jeremy ordered before turning to his Chief tactical officer. "Mr. Prower-Graves. You've had your fun, but now I believe it is time we bring this to an end. Cleans <em>my</em> universe of these pirates." Jeremy calmly requested. The tone of his voice sounding bored with the whole manner. <br><br>For the fighters outside, all the remaining Gatlantian fighter broke off from engagement, and began their final suicidal dive at both the Musashi, and the Belka. Determined to aid their captain, and join their ancestors on the other side. <br><br><div align="center"><em>FOR THE EMPIRE! HAIL GATLANTIS!</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 04:49:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; COMBAT!<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Karri's Cosmo Zero-Kai banked hard as she perused the Gatlantian fighter. The horseshoe shaped fighter suddenly banking back headed right at Viper 3. The other fighter barrel rolling out of the way at the last moment as the enemy craft speed headlong at the Belka. The Gamalion Pilot slamming the throttle fully forward as she raced after pirate fighter...though pirate kamikaze seemed more appropriate. She glanced confusedly at her tactical display as it seemed to show all the surviving fighters suddenly racing at the Musashi and Belka. The pirate cruiser seeming to have chosen the same suicidal path as the fighters as it to raced at the Cosmo Space Navy cruiser.<br><br><strong>"They are all gong kamikaze! Take them Dow!"</strong> She called out over the fighter tactical net. Her hands tightening on the stick and throttle as she lined up on the Gatlantian fighter intent on crashing headlong into the Musashi. Another fighter pirate fighter purposefully rammed one of the Mustang squadron's Cosmo Tigers. Both fighters merging into a massive red and orange fire ball.<br><br><strong>"Son of a Bitch."</strong> She half growled as she got tone on the pirate fighter she was chasing. A single anti-fighter missile dropping away from the hard point on the Onryō's wing and streaking after the suicidal craft. A half second later it and the fighter vanished in another orange ball of flame. Her fighter already making a high-G turn towards another of the pirates determined to fulfill their death wish.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 08:08:19</strong>
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				Bob just nodded slightly, and readjusted his aim slightly, and then once he had the tone, fired once more; this time, he was aiming to core the pirate ship from stem to stern with the primary and secondary batteries, like a giant pear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>18-06-2016, 08:25:46</strong>
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				Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka Bridge<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>"So that's how they want to play it huh?" Hayate asked as she watched the Gatlantian ship start to lumber towards her Belka with the intent to ram and explode against her. "All frontal weapons aim forward and fire until the enemy is dust!" she called out making the ships frontal weapons all aim at their oncoming enemy. The 8 inch main guns and the 5 inch secondary guns roared to life firing away. Of course the 18 inch shock cannons along with the Musashi's secondary guns firing towards the Gatlantian ship also made for an interesting spectacle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 01:19:12</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri,&nbsp; Jeremy, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa noted that Jeremy was getting the picture of this debacle of a mess out here in the blackness of space. All she could do now was sit back and let the fighters do as they do. She was in command now of all fighter squadrons on the ship so she had to think of things now more in a strategic mindset rather than tactics. That is until she got wind of some traffic coming in over the comms. "Patch me into that feed." she said to one of the techs. "Pilot what's wrong?" she asked.<br><br>&nbsp;<em>"My engines are hit and belching fire. Weapons are offline. Ejection systems have failed Commander."</em> the pilot read back to her. That was the worst thing any pilot could report. The ejection system was a pilot's last ditch effort to get out of a bad situation. Which also meant most of his electronics were fried. From the sound of it the pilot was about to punch it. "Any chance you shut it down?" she asked already pretty much knowing what the return response would be as she said it. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>Negative commander.</em> he said to her. It was like a punch to the gut for Misa, but she understood.<br><br>&nbsp;"Anything you wanna say Lieutenant?" she asked him. They all knew exactly what she was asking him. She was asking if he had any last words he wanted her to pass on. <br><br><em>"Tell Kaname I love her."</em> he said to her as Misa nodded her head. He then closed the link.<br><br>____________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;In the blackness of space lit by explosions of a battle being raged around them one fighter who's back end was belching smoke and fire turned towards the Gatlantian light cruiser as he opened up his communication. "Hey you alien assholes! You think you know about dying eh? You don't know anything! Now sit back and learn from the Reaper what it means to die!" he said wild look in his eye as he armed the last of his missiles using a remote switch and turned his fighter and aimed it towards the last remaining gun turret on the ship. "If you are gonna die, die for the right reasons!" he said gunning his engine. Moments later the pilot added his fireball to equation, along with the final remaining turret on the light cruiser. With one act the lone lieutenant just increased the odds of his fellow comrades survival by a large degree. On the CIC bridge Misa nodded her head as she came to attention and gave the pilot a salute before returning to her duties as she watched the signal for the Lieutenant Ihlefeld go silent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 04:29:03</strong>
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				The massive guns of the Musashi roared in vengeance as the beams easily cored the Pirate vessel. the 8in beams from the Belka walking up the command stalk even as the ship was already blistering, and expanding from the multitude of detonations within. On the Bridge, Soran was laughing like a mad woman even as she knew her ship, and crew were doomed. To her it didn't matter, She won. She won their place in the halls of their ancestors. Even as the strange Alien shouted back to them about death, it didn't matter. She could already see them, their ancestors welcoming them into the great feasting hall even as the Human fighter drove his crippled fighter into the last turret aft of the Command stalk. Within seconds, the Gatlantian pirate ship was blown to dust, and the Musashi, and Belka's Fighters easily mopped up the last of the Pirate fighters before they could do any damage to the mother ships. <br><br>"Stand down from Alert Status. Commander Ayase, I want fighters to continue CAP as we approach the Gamilis freighter." Jeremy ordered before turning to Lyra. "Helm, bring us to within 500 meters of the Freighter." Jeremy continued as he thought about what next to do. "Comms, contact the freighter, and let them know we'll have Medical Teams, and Damage control Teams ready to assist if needed." He stated. "yes Captain!" The woman stated before radioing the freighter. A moment later, she turned back to the Captain. "Sir, The Freighter thanks us for coming to their rescue, and will require medical attention, and Help to get their engines back on line." She stated. "Understood. Send word to Dr. Santiago, and Chief Bowman." Jeremy stated as he leaned back in his chair. <br><br>Down in the medical Center, Dr. Santiago was preparing a medical kit as he was brushing up on Gamilis physiology from memory. For the engineering team, Damien was selected to go along with the Away team to help bring the Gamalis ship's engines back on line.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 04:01:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Karri Xanaa<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi; Fighter CAP --&gt; Mopping up.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>The battle seemed to fade away as the stricken fighter’s message came across the comm. The implications of what the pilot was saying slowly sinking in, that he was doomed and knew it, and that he had chosen to make the ultimate sacrifice to strike at the enemy.<br>Karri watched the crippled fighter slam into the pirate ship. The Garmillas pilot sighing softly at his sacrifice, wondering if she could do the same thing, make the same choice. Her dark though suddenly banished as the CAG’s voice came over the tactical channel. <br><br><strong>“Viper 5, Copy CAG,”</strong> She responded as she confirmed her ordnance and fuel. <strong>“Fuel; 1534.5 kg, two AFI missiles remaining. Moving to CAP freighter.”</strong> She said her fighter banking as she adjusted to cover the Musashi and Belka as her and the other still combat ready fighters moved towards the crippled Garmillas freighter to watch for any new threats.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>05-07-2016, 18:35:46</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri,&nbsp; Jeremy, open<br><br>&nbsp;As she stood on the CIC bridge Misa gave order to the squads themselves as she watched the battle come to it's enviable conclusion. She knew tonight there would be many empty beds but that was just how things went in the military. You fought, people died, you mourned and then you moved on.&nbsp; As the reports began coming she nodded her head. "Alright listen up! Those of you in most need of fuel and ordinance get priority landing clearance. After that rotate as needed till the captain says otherwise." she said to them as she took a seat in her command chair. "Well done out there Viper 5." she said complimenting Karri's shooting during the battle before connecting to the bridge. "Captain I'm bringing down each of the fighters and rotating them till they've each been refueled and ready." she said to him before taking a breath. "For what it's worth Jeremy I think you made the best call you could out there today. These guys didn't give us much choice in the matter." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>10-07-2016, 23:10:34</strong>
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				Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location: Mussashi: Damaged Corridor<br>Tagging: Open.<br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br>As the battle raged on, it seemed all the fire and damage was concentrated on this side of the ship, which was lucky for the crew. Meant less over all damage and the fact he could get system back up within minutes. Though, it was easier said than done seeing as he was asked to do this all by himself. Rerouting power to critical systems, while shutting down some non critical systems was needed to maintain maximum power. Not only that, some cooling pipes had busted open and even though plumbing was not his thing; he was still able to patch it up before anything electrical got wet and/or destroyed. Despite the emergencies and things going wrong, Damien was having the time of his life; while being completely srazy as shit about it. The crew of Mussashi were missing one helluvah showing with references all around.<br><br>Then came a message for him to be part of he crew to leave ship to to got the Gamalis to bring the ship's engines back on line.&nbsp; He was confused as hell as to why send him when he still had repairs to do on the Mussashi. At this point, he did not know who the F to ask what was the deal...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-08-2016, 20:09:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Musashi: 1st Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, Graves, Yagami, Damien, Open.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Flaming wreckage of the Gatlantian Pirate vessel scattered to the four winds leaving just the <em>Belka</em>, and <em>Musashi</em> floating triumphantly in space. Jeremy simply watched the flotsam disperse with a cold eye. He didn't pity his enemy as they made their choice to engage him, and Belka. So the onus of guilt rest squarely upon their shoulders. He gave a soft snort as if to eject some foul odor from his nostrils as Jeremy turned his Hazel eye to the rest of the Bridge crew, Some leaning back in their chairs in relief of coming out of another battle relatively unscathed. For Jeremy, he had complete confidence in his vessel. The Musashi is a tough ship, and wouldn't go down to the likes of a two-bit scum like they just engaged. "Very good shooting, Mr. Prower-Graves" Jeremy stated with a professional tone, but the Compliment was sincere. <br><br>Jeremy's intercom clicked on and the voice of Misa Ayase spoke up. Reporting that she was rotating the fighters for Refuel, and rearmament. Though she would then add that she felt that Jeremy made the correct call in destroying the ship. "Understood, Commander. Keep up the good work." Jeremy replied simply. "Yes, they dug their grave. We simply showed that it was their own." He added before turning his attention back to the Bow of the ship for a moment. Taking a deep breath, and a controlled exhale, Jeremy turned to the mousy comms officer. "Contact the <em>Belka</em>, and request that they maintain a defensive posture while we close in, and render assistance to the Freighter." He ordered. "Yes Captain." the mousy woman stated before bending to her task and relying the request along to Captain Yagami.<br><br>The <em>Musashi</em> continued its approach towards the crippled Freighter. Down in the third Hanger, a Seagull Shuttle was prepping for launch as Dr. Sanitago, and three of his staff waited for the door to open and they can embark with Damien, and some damage control specialists. "Wow! This is the first time I'll get to go aboard an alien vessel!" One of Sanitago's nursed squealed in delight. A couple of the others were laughing at the novice seaman's antics. Carlos simply chuckled a bit as he thought about their passenger. She hasn't stirred once throughout the entire battle. It was like she was in a coma or something. Either way, so long as she remains asleep while he is away, that is good. Though there were two nurses on station just in case there was issues back on the ship. "Okay! Let's go. The Captain wants this done quickly now." The Seagull's pilot called out as the rear ramp opened so everyone could climb on. <br><br>10 minutes later, the rounded door to the No. 3 Hanger split, and tucked away into the ship's hull right as the twin Blisters spread apart to make the opening wider. The Seagull was jostled a bit as a crane arm pushed the plane out, and away from the<em> Musashi</em>. With a jolt, the shuttle was released from the claw, and free of the ship. The pilot banked the Seagull away from the ship, and towards the smoldering Freighter. It would approach confidently under the watchful guns of the <em>Musashi</em>. While this was a good will mission, there was still armed security team with the Medical, and Engineering teams that were going over. One could never be too careful. The Lead Engineer approached the cockpit, and leaned in next to the pilot. "Can you do a sweep around the ship so my boys, and girls know what we're dealing with." She asked the pilot. "Sure thing buddy." The pilot stated as he did a low fly over the ship.<br><br>The Freight about 3/4s the size of the <em>Musashi</em>, and much bulkier. As the Seagull flew over the ship, they could see large rents in the outer hull of the ship from where it suffered the barrage from the Pirate vessel, but they would see that the shots were meant to cripple the ship for ease of capture. Though it wouldn't take much to make those crippling shots fatal shots that would have completely destroyed the ship. However, that would have destroyed the cargo, thus rendering the Attack a failure. On the outside, it was apparent that the ship was in dire need of a dry dock for repairs. "Thanks man." The Engineer stated before returning the where the others were. "Alright. That ship has more holes than swiss cheese, but that is not our problem. Our task here is to stabilize the ship's engines, and life support enough that they can reach a friendly port for repairs. Remember this is not an Earth ship, so watch what you say, and do. You represent the <em>Musashi</em>. The best damn battleship in the entire fleet! Show some pride in yourselves." The Engineer called out, sounding like a Drill instructor. Funny enough as it was, She was a former DI before transferring MOS to Engineering. "MA'AM YES MA'AM!" The security team barked in unison. Carlos merely chuckled at how Pavlovian it all was. <br><br>The Shuttle would land in an aft Shuttle Dock while the Musashi cruised beside the crippled freighter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>22-08-2016, 04:18:14</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi;&nbsp; CIC Bridge<br>Tagging: Karri,&nbsp; Jeremy, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa nodded her head listening to Jeremy's words. She agreed with him fully on it. They dug their graves and we just shoved them in it. "Don't worry Captain things will get done." she said to him before she switched channels to the fighter ops. "Viper 5. You and your crew are next down. Once you are fueled up and re-armed you are to provide escort for the seagull team you copy." she said to her as she sat back in her own command chair before getting up and heading to the bridge proper. It took her a few minutes to get up there. As she stepped on to the bridge she stepped up to Jeremy. "Jeremy I was wondering if perhaps after all this we held a small service for those who gave all today?" she said remembering the last words of one of her pilots. He wasn't one of her people but he was someone. His picture would go on her wall. She felt taking his last words built a connection to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-08-2016, 20:32:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Musashi</em> Bridge. <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy sat upon the bridge, and monitored the activity. The Bridge crew was hard at work, tending to their tasks. Words were being spoken into comm units, and relayed through out the ship as the repairs from the battle, and the rotating of the Pilots for the CAP. Jeremy was proud of his crew. They were the best in the service, in his <em>humble</em> opinion. Course all ship captains would probably feel that way about their ship, and crew. After a moment, Jeremy leaned his head back, and closed his eye. Soft slow shallow breathing was heard as Jeremy forcefully cleared his mind. Forcing the battle out of his head and letting his mind, and eye rest a moment. <br><br>Though the sound of the bridge door opening with a dull hiss got his attention. Opening his eye, he glanced to the door and saw Ayase enter. The way the female body suit hugged her every curve was always very pleasing to the eye. One could easy get lost in those curves, and never regret a moment of it. Many of the females were like that on the <em>Musashi</em>. Jeremy lifted his head up a bit as he saw Misa approaching his station. His eyebrow raising as he wondered what she wanted. His hazel eye looking up at her.<br><br>Misa would make a suggestion about holding funeral services for the ones that didn't make it through the fight. Jeremy regretted that such precious life was lost in what could only be counted as a waste against Pirate filth. Yet, the men, and women of the <em>Musashi</em>, and <em>Belka</em> fought valiantly, and deserved to be honored. "That is a very good suggestion Commander. I believe we need to pass it along to Captain Yagami of the<em> Belka</em> as well." Jeremy stated as he started to plan on what was needed to orchestrate such a funeral.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>25-08-2016, 18:37:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg12588808#msg12588808">Quote from: Mac84 on 20-08-2016, 20:09:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The Freight about 3/4s the size of the <em>Musashi</em>, and much bulkier. As the Seagull flew over the ship, they could see large rents in the outer hull of the ship from where it suffered the barrage from the Pirate vessel, but they would see that the shots were meant to cripple the ship for ease of capture. Though it wouldn't take much to make those crippling shots fatal shots that would have completely destroyed the ship. However, that would have destroyed the cargo, thus rendering the Attack a failure. On the outside, it was apparent that the ship was in dire need of a dry dock for repairs. "Thanks man." The Engineer stated before returning the where the others were. "Alright. That ship has more holes than swiss cheese, but that is not our problem. Our task here is to stabilize the ship's engines, and life support enough that they can reach a friendly port for repairs. Remember this is not an Earth ship, so watch what you say, and do. You represent the <em>Musashi</em>. The best damn battleship in the entire fleet! Show some pride in yourselves." The Engineer called out, sounding like a Drill instructor. Funny enough as it was, She was a former DI before transferring MOS to Engineering. "MA'AM YES MA'AM!" The security team barked in unison. Carlos merely chuckled at how Pavlovian it all was. <br><br>The Shuttle would land in an aft Shuttle Dock while the Musashi cruised beside the crippled freighter.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Name: Damien Frank Stein<br>Location:Damaged Ship<br>Tagging: Open.<br><br>In the shuttle, Damien, like the rest of the people in engineering listed to the woman. Damien sighed and then raised his hand. "If I may, if we find a terminal, it would be best if we took some time to let the on board systems tell us the damaged areas. When we do, it would be easier and faster to get the ship operational for escort and crew safety. I can do that scan in minutes and focus on life support myself." He suggested. Not that he figured he would have the go to go alone, but it would free people to really get the engine drive core or whatever engine type they had up and to restore full power to the ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-10-2016, 16:29:40</strong>
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				The Engineering lead looked to Damien as he raised his hand and made the suggestion of accessing the Freighter's computer systems to get a complete damage assessment to effectively execute repairs in a timely manner. She nodded, but let out a sigh as she could already see the issues with that. "If this had been a Earth Vessel we're talking about. I would certainly give you the go ahead. However, we're talking about a ship belonging to Gamalon Nationals. There is a lot of Geo-political landmines we can inadvertently trip if we're not careful. So I say if you can get permission from someone of authority on the Freighter's crew. Like the Chief Engineer, Captain, or Ranking officer. Go right ahead. Until that changes, we'll have to go along with our own SOP." The Leader mentioned. Just behind her the pilot called back that they're in final approach. <br><br>The shuttle would touch down int he hanger, and the sharp hiss of air being pumped into the equalize the pressure was heard before the rear ramp lowered. The engineering team would be greeted by a small group of Gamalons wearing blood soaked bandages. It was obvious they were nervous about having Terron Military on board. Even if their people have been at Peace with Earth for nearly four decades. One elderly gentleman limped forward. <em>Are you here to help?"</em> he asked in his native language while eyeing the security team wearily. It would be Carlos taht approached. His Gamalon far more fluent than the others. "<em>Yes, we're here to help. We brought engineers to get your systems on line, as well as Medical staff to look to any wounded. I, and the ones with me are up to date on Gamalon physiology. Do you have anyone fluent in Terron to aid the Engineers?"</em> Carlos asked. the older gamalon looked to the people on either side before motioning a young man forward. the two spoke a moment before the young man spoke in accented terron. "I Slan. Will Help." He stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-12-2016, 21:37:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://asiabeam.com/v/var/albums/movies/Space-Battleship-Yamato/screenshots/Space%20Battleship%20Yamato%20shot%2006.jpg)</div><br>Space Battleship Yamato 2199 OST: The Infinite Universe (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4qfYKSFW3H8)<br><br>The <em>Musashi</em> sailed on its assigned patrol route. It has been a couple of weeks since their run in with the Gatlantian pirates, and Gamalos Freighter. The <em>Musashi</em> received a deep appreciative thank you from the company that owned the freighter, but not for protecting the cargo, but more so safe guarding the crew. The company understood that had the <em>Musashi</em>, and <em>Belka</em> not intervened. It was very likely that the Crew would have been killed. In with the Message from the Company, were many smaller messages from the families of the Crew that wanted to wish the Terron Battleship thanks. The understood that the <em>Musashi,</em> and <em>Belka</em> did not have to come to the Freighter's aid. <br><br>As the black leviathan sailed through the infinite void, a figure stood at her bow, and simply stared off into the distance. A lone hazel eye taking in the infinite explanse of space as it enveloped all that was all within Her realm. A glance behind would show the towering superstructure of the Ship's Fore Castle. Just in front the ship's two 18" Shock Cannons, and the Secondary Shock cannons. Lights glowed against the soot black hull as small flickers of shadows passed and obstructed those likes almost giving them a twinkling stars appearance. To the Dreadnought's right, the dark green hull of the Heavy Cruiser,<em> Belka</em> sailed along side the <em>Musashi</em>. Flitting about the ship were fighters from both of the ships conducting training exercises. Sharpening their skills, and honing razor's edge should the day they're called into service of Earth, and its peoples once more. The Figure took a deep breath, and let it out with deliberate slowness. the EVA suit he wore protecting him for the unforgiving Vacuum of Space. <br><br>Elsewhere inside the ship, a small spritely soul was ducking in, and out of the beds of the infirmary. The young girl that the Musashi had taken in, dubbed "Ivy" due to the Roman Numerals "I", and "V" tattooed on her arm, was giving a valiant defense against the dreaded "Bath". It has been several weeks since she had awoken onboard the ship, and very little was found out about her, and the other children of the Eden Project. Pretty much the same thing that anyone could find out with a basic search on the net. One thing that was found was that the young girl was mute. Or rather, that was the educated guess from the Ship's Doctor, Santiago. Though there were incidents where it was proven that she wasn't. She could make noise, and sounds when she wants or needs something. <br><br>"Come back here! You need to take a bath, you stink!" One of the nurse called out in a huff as Ivy managed to duck out of her grasp when the girl slide underneath a table. A hissing giggle could be heard from the safety of her Bed shaped fortress. Though Ivy would forget one crucial lesson of combat. Always watch your back. As her focus was on the legs of the nurse that has been chasing her, she didn't see the extra pair of legs on the other side of the bed, nor the pair of arms reaching underneath for her until it was too late. <br><br>"Oy now! What dis you given da nurses such grief for?" the thick voice of Moira called out as she pulled the small bundle of child out from underneath the bed. The Girls completely startled by being grasped. A loud squeak of fright was heard right before Moira had a squirming young girl in her arms. "Oi, stop that now!" Moira stated in a forceful tone causing Ivy to cease immediately. "Good girl. Now you go with the nice nurse, and behave yourself and I promise something nice afterwards." Moira stated as she passed off the young girl to the nurse. "Thank you Ma'am." The nurse said as he wrapped her arms around Ivy. Her face flushed, and her hair a mess. "Dat is alright. She es a gud gurl." Moira stated as she tussled Ivy's long blond hair. "Come on, Ivy. Lets go get you cleaned up, and some clean clothes." The nurse stated as she carried the girl away to be cleaned.<br><br>"Captain, We're making final preparations to Warp to the Staging area. Please come back inside." The voice of Commander Dunois spoke over the EVA Suit's speakers. "Understood commander, I'm returning." Jeremy relayed back. "Have all the fighters landed yet?" he asked. "Mostly. They're on final approach now." Dunois continued. "Status of the Belka?" He continued as he made his way along the exterior deck towards the Air Lock just below the forward secondary Turret. His magnetic boots keeping him in contact with the ship at all times. "Waiting on confirmation of Warp Status." Charlotte replied. "Understood. Thank you commander." Jeremy stated. "You're welcome, Sir." Charlotte replied. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-12-2016, 19:02:31</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi: Airlock<br>Tagging: Jeremy, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa stood just on the other side of the double airlocks waiting for Jeremy to come back inside. The duty uniform bodysuit doing wonders for her figure as she watched the external monitors. She was on break from her shift up in the Musashi's CIC. As she Jeremy move to the airlock she cycled the outer airlocks for him. As he approached she picked up the radio. "Thought I'd get the door for you Captain." she said in a cheeky if slightly playful tone. It was no secret by now aboard ship the nature of the slightly playful comradery between the two senior officers since the night of the ball on the Apherian home world those&nbsp; many months ago.<br><br>_____________________________________<br><br>Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi: Bridge<br>Tagging: open<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga was on the bridge manning her station like always. She was one of the ship's top radar technicians. Though at the moment she was relaxing a bit, though she did keep an eye on her monitors just to make certain nothing happened. She was idly typing away a message on her mobile. She grinned a bit at the cheeky message on it. It was for her dear Amelia. In it she was talking about wanting to catch up with her in more than one fashion. To that end she had attached a new picture she'd taken of herself some pretty racy lace underwear, thigh-high boots, her officer's cap and of course her famous "Admiral's" cloak. In those clothes she was giving the camera a rather sultry and saucy grin to which penned the words. "Reporting as order Ad-mir-al." before she hit send. She sighed contently with a pleasant smile on her face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-12-2016, 19:47:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Musashi</em>, Airlock<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy's trek back to the airlock to let himself back into the ship was uneventful, and quiet. Just like he wanted. The towering forward superstructure of his vessel standing stalwart against the hazards of the Universe. His ship a silent sentinel protecting the people of the Earth, and those that are allied with her. The shadows of Prower-Grave's massive 18" guns darkening the deck even as Jeremy climbed along the sloping deck to the base of the ship's Forecastle. Though as he approached the Airlock door, he saw that it began to open automatically. His eyebrow crooking as he approached. Wondering if one of the crew was stepping out to perform a last minute check. <br><br>Approaching the lock, he saw no one exiting before his radio crackled to life, and a familiar and pleasurable voice spoke. It was Misa, and he could hear the teasing lilt in her voice as she told him that she was getting the door for him. "I seem to remember, Commander, that it was the Man that got the door for the Lady." He replied warmly as he stepped into the Airlock. The outside door would slide shut, and the loud hiss as Air was cycled into the chamber to equalize the system. After a minute, or two, The inner door slide open and Jeremy stepped out into the corridor next to Misa as he worked the latches at his throat to release the helmet. <br><br>Pulling the helmet off, he gave Misa a glance, his eye taking in her form with a very appreciative look in his eye. There were some women that just made the body suit a work of art, and Misa was one of them. "Are you on Break, Commander?" He asked. If she said yes, he would ask her if she would like some coffee in the Wardroom before the ship was to warp to the Staging area. <br><br><div align="center">----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br>When Ginga sent her message, it would take a bit of time to be received, and replied too. Even with Warp communication shared from Gamalon. Though soon enough Ginga's phone would chirp with a text message. <em>I will expect to see you in that "Uniform", and be prepared for a long "inspection" in my Quarters, Kitten."</em> followed by a couple heart emotes, and a kissy emote
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-02-2017, 06:28:15</strong>
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				Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi: Airlock<br>Tagging: Jeremy, open<br><br>&nbsp;Misa grinned when she heard Jeremy's counter to her quip about a man getting the door for a woman before he came into the room. When he finally did she wanted him remove the helmet from the suit before looking to her, with an eye she knew he had about her body before asking if she was one break. "Yep. I just got off shift a little while ago." she said to him. She had an idea I mind that he might be asking her that very same question as he thought about going and getting something like coffee from the lounge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-02-2017, 17:13:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeremy Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Musashi</em>, Airlock <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misa, Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremy nodded as Misa explained that she just got off her shift a little bit ago. "I see. After I get out of this EVA suit, would you be willing to join me in the Wardroom for some coffee?" He asked. Jeremy had to report to the bridge soon, but he still had time to relax and enjoy a cup of coffee with something that was more than just a fellow officer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>07-02-2017, 22:55:03</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi: Bridge<br>Tagging: open, Robert<br><br>&nbsp;Ginga grinned a naughty grin when she got the return message back.<em>"Mmm I look forward to it my sweet Ad-mi-ral! XOXOXO."</em> She typed before sending the message away. She sat back in her chair looking for all intents and purposes like the proverbial cat who ate the canary before looking to one of the other bridge officers on duty with her right about now. "So Rob are you looking forward to the gunnery competition in the war games with the Gamaliz?" she asked him. She was his friend and she knew how good at gunnery work he was and by rights was very proud of skill.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Major Major</strong> on <strong>16-02-2017, 06:54:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Bob<br><strong>Location</strong>: <em>Musashi</em>'s Bridge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: open<br><hr><br>As it so happened, Bob was busy doing calculations with a pencil and a notebook. So busy in fact, he didn't even notice that Ginga had spoken, or even when she gave him a poke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-04-2017, 22:27:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://img11.deviantart.net/1839/i/2013/123/0/7/space_battleship_yamato_by_voyager3-d63ya5j.jpg)</div><br>The <em>Musashi</em> was moving into position. The crew on board rushing to their stations as the count down to warp was already commencing. The fighter pilots were wearing their flight suits while down in the ready room. The Engineers at their consoles, and screens watching intently for any signs of anomalies in the energy transfer. Going to Warp was always a task as one false step could rip the very fabric of the universe apart. Because of that Warp is always treated with a sense of trepidation for the ships, and their crews. On the Port side Observation lounge Ivy was running around laughing as she was eager to experience Warp travel again. Even if she experienced it several times before, it was always an adventure. With her was the nurse assigned to keep watch over her this duty shift. The young woman giggling softly at the young girl's antics. While the <em>Musashi</em> was no place for a child, Ivy's mysterious circumstances would prevent the Captain from simply passing her along to someone else without iron clad assurances to her safety.&nbsp; <br><br>On the bridge Jeremy was sitting in his command chair, his eye sweeping his own console from time to time. Just outside the windscreen, the <em>Belka</em> was already charging her engines for her warp jump. The <em>Musashi</em> would follow immediately afterwards. The very next instant, the Belka's engines propelled the ship forward and in a flash she was gone. "Captain, 10 seconds to Warp." the Helmsman announced as the familiar chirp of the "Beeper" could be heard as the spatial lines scrolled along the Helmsman's indicator. <br><br>9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...WARP!<br><br>The Helmsman threw the lever forward as the Flywheels of the Wave motion engine roared deep within the bowls of the mighty battlewagon. Soon, the ship was quickly closing upon the Warp threshold. The bow slamming into some unseen wall right before it simply disappeared from the universe. Leaving a bright flash where it exited. <br><br>Once more, the crew of the <em>Musashi</em> were thrown into that "Strange Space" where time, and motion seemly cease to exist. Many of the Crew members having made a game of doing antics right as the ship entered warp and being frozen for that near instantaneous moment in time. Yet, for one this particular warp would have a strange consequence. <br><br>Ivy's head moved, and looked around as she took in the frozen pastel colored landscape that was her home. Rainbow colored light washing over the ship, and through it. It was surreal, and a bit scary. This never happened before. As her soft baby blue eyes turned to the large windows of the Observation port, she had a strange sensation of being watched. The spritely young girl looked out of the window, and into the depths of the void beyond. She couldn't shake the sensation of something out there. Then at the edge of her hearing, she heard something. Not the complete and utter silence of Strange Space. She heard <em>music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JktNRlNTfMs)</em>. She couldn't hear words, but the melody was hauntingly soft, much like a lullaby. Yet there was a darkness that hung on the edge of the notes. The notes crept into her mind, and seemed to draw her closer to the window, the endless void. Ivy's hand would reach up and her fingertips would gently touch the glass. The moment they did, the music stopped. <br><br>"<em>Fear not young child. I mean you no harm. We'll be meeting soon.</em>" <br><br>A voice! A voice spoke to the young child. The voice seemed to emanate from outside the ship, and yet within at the same time. Ivy had been scared many times in her short life, and yet this time she felt a near primal terror seep into the very deepest crevice of her soul. The voice was sweet as honey, and warm as spring sunshine. Yet the young girl's instincts screamed of "Danger". Ivy's hand snapped away from the window as if it had been shocked, a soft whimper uttered as she backed away from the Window. Trying to distance herself from this strange Phantom that was out there. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/67/21/f4/6721f4d04ba3e028eeabbb64a97a86e3.gif)</div> The Musashi would exit its Strange Space, and the nurse assigned to watch over Ivy would let out a surprised "oof" as she felt a sudden weight on her lap. Looking down she saw Ivy huddled close to her. She blinked in surprise at this strange reaction to a Warp. Ivy never acted like this before during a warp. The Nurse let out a sigh as she closed her book, and scooped the young child into her arms. "Come on, I think a good lie down would do ya wonders." The Nurse cooed softly as she stood up to carry the child back to the Infirmary. Not noticing a small puddle of yellowish tinted fluid near the window. <br><br>"Captain, we're approaching the Flotilla. The <em>Arizona</em> is requesting security authorization." Charlotte reported. "Give it to them." Jeremy replied as he looked out the wind screen at the two massive fleets that were sitting just in front of the Ship's bow. Like two enormous schools of predatory fish facing off for Territory. Once the Musashi's identity was verified, the super dreadnought was allowed to approach the Earth Fleet. At a Respectable distance away, a large contingent of Gamalis Republic Ships sat. One particularly large one in the center of the formation. "That's the "Home Defense Fleet"." Charlotte stated aloud with a notable amount of awe in her voice. "the Large ship in the center is the Torang, Flagship of the fleet as well for Marshal of the Astrofleet, Melda Ditz." She continued. "I heard she was aboard the Yamato when she was on her way to Iscandar so long ago." The XO whispered to the Captain. Jeremy simply nodded his head before he stood up. "Prepare a seagull over to the Arizona. I'm sure the Admiral will want to discuss the upcoming training with the Captains." He stated before departing the bridge to gather what he needed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-05-2017, 15:15:06</strong>
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				"Admiral, I don't believe you're giving this situation the proper deference it warrants!" The mewly squat gentleman stated with urgency as he followed along on the coat tails of one Admiral Amelia Burnside as she strode down the corridor of the <em>Arizona</em>. "The geo-political ramifications of these exercises can have lasting effect, including setting Gamalas, and Earth relations back to before the war. the Marshal of the Gamalas Astrofleets will be here herself to observe, and take part!" He pressed as he wrung his hands in a nervous gestures. Amelia rolled her eyes as she tried to tune him out, however the pitch and nasal timbre of his voice seemed to make that impossible. <br><br>Suddenly, and without warning Amelia spun on the toe of her boot to face the man trailing her. She thrust out a finger at his face as if it was a pirate's cutlass, the look her face almost manic with defiance. "Mr Ambassador, I'm well aware of the situation and how your career hangs in the balance." She announced. "However, do not assume I'm the same as you, or the other Admirals that turned down this assignment for fear of the "Political" consequences. Oh yes, I know for a fact that I was Cosmo Navy's LAST choice for this. However, I'll have you know that I accepted for my own reasons." Amelia stated as she drew back her hand back. Leaving the Ambassador shaken. "A-And what reasons could those be?" He asked as he straightened up his tie. A feral smirk would pull as Amelia's plush lips when he asked. "To see if the rumors are true." She explained. "Rumors? What rumors?" The Ambassador wondered. "If her tits and ass are truly as legendary as the Sailors say. She is quite reknowned, even among the Earth Fleets." Amelia explained <br><br>"Sooo~, is that what they say about me? I feel I should be flattered if I'm talked about so highly even among Foreign Fleets." Another voice spoke out from the other end of the Corridor. The Ambassador let out a horrified squeak when he saw who it was standing there. His face whiter than a sheet of Paper. "Speak of the Devil, and She'll appear." Amelia smiled as she saw the Gamalas Marshal of the Astrofleets, Melda Ditz, standing at the end of the corridor. Letting her eyes draw up, and down the Marshal's form for a moment. Causing the Marshal to laugh, "I see your reputation is quite founded" Melda replied with an Amused chuckle. Amelia walked across the distance between them, and offered her hand. "Admiral Amelia Burnside, Cosmo Force's Third Fleet. Welcome aboard the<em> Arizona</em>, Marshal." Amelia said warmly. Already liking Melda for her sense of humor. "Thank you Admiral for your warm welcome." Melda stated as she clasped the other Woman's hand, and the took shook. <br><br>"If I may ask, Admiral, but I swore I saw the <em>Yamato</em> warp in as I was coming over. I did not know she would be participating in the Games as well." Melda explained causing Amelia to looked confused a moment. The <em>Yamato</em> was the Flagship of the First Fleet, under Admiral Izuru Yamamoto. Yet it only took a moment for her to realize what the Marshal was talking about. "Oh! No, No. that is not the <em>Yamato</em>. That's the <em>Musashi</em>, <em>Yamato</em>'s Sister." Amelia explained. "Oh, I see. Is she much different than the <em>Yamato</em>?" Melda asked, curiously. Amelia chuckled a bit. "Yes, and No. She is Unique, even among Earth fleets. Both in Ship, and Crew. Her Captain..." Amelia started to explain before another approached, an Aide. "Pardon the interruption Admiral, but Captain Black, and the other Ship Captains have arrived as requested." He explained. "HUZZAH! This is certainly a day for Devils." Amelia announced with a laugh. "Why don't you come along, and you'll get the meet The Captain himself. Perhaps if you ask <em>nicely</em>, he'll let you inspect his Wife." Amelia chuckled before she turned on her heel to head to the conference room. Leaving Melda to look at her own aide in confusion while a stammering babbling Diplomatic attache teeters in the corner. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-05-2017, 04:45:57</strong>
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				Name: Ginga Nakajima<br>Location: Musashi: Bridge<br>Tagging: open, <br><br>&nbsp;Ginga breathed a sigh of relief as the <em>Musashi</em> came barreling out of hyper space in front of the other fleet ships. It always amazed her seeing so many in front of them. "Never gets old." she said relaxing in her seat as she set the ship's navigation coordinates and let it fall in line and formation with the other ships. Soon enough they were docked alongside their tender and Jeremy talked about how he had to go meet with the admirals and other captains and such. She took the moment to pull her mobile out and send her Amelia a message asking when they could meet and catch up.<br><br>_________________________________________________<br><br>Name: Misa Ayase<br>Location: Musashi: Tacticle Bridge---Seagull <br>Tagging: open, Jeremy<br><br>&nbsp;Misa sighed as she felt them exit from warp space back into real time. "Always a fun thing." she said with a grin on her face. Soon enough they were fleet formations when Jeremy called for a Seagull transport to be readied to take them to meet with Admiral Burnside and the other Captains. She smiled as she thought about their coffee break a few days ago. It had been fun to just hang out with him. She turned to her aid. "Lieutenant Commander Price I'm leaving you in charge while I join the captain. He'll need an aid with him to keep him on an even keel around the Admiral." she said as her dark haired aid shook his head but nodded as Misa left to join Jeremy. As they boarded the transport she smiled at him. "Thought you could use some company around the Admiral Sir. Plus I just needed out of that bridge." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>13-06-2017, 00:56:36</strong>
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				Name: Hayate Yagami<br>Location: Belka Bridge-&gt; The <em>Arizona</em><br>Tagging: Admiral Amelia Burnside, Captain Jeremy Black, Misa (all mentioned)<br><hr><br><br>Hayate watched the <em>Musashi</em> take it's leave through the warp before ordering the <em>Belka</em> to fallow suit. She knew they were going to meet with the fleet and couldn't wait to see her superior again. The Admiral was an interesting person who had recommended Hayate for the captaincy of the <em>Belka</em> to begin with.<br>She smiled as she readjusted the hat on her head and watched the odd space around them as they traversed the warp on the way back.<br><br>Once they arrived she was quick to make her way aboard the large battleship she had observed from her cruisers window so many times and to which she had sent so many reports over her career. Hayate stood in the&nbsp; conference hall aboard the <em>Arizona</em> watching as the other fleet captains all poured in this included Jeremy and Misa surprisingly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Space Battleship Musashi (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2017, 18:41:04</strong>
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				Jeremy made his way down to the Third Hanger where a seagull was getting prepped to take them over. The Pilot, and co-pilot running down their check list with the Maintenance personnel as the engines hummed. There wasn't much to this jaunt. A milk run really. Ferry the Captain over to the Arizona, and drop him off. Come back in a couple of hours to pick him up. Easy. As Jeremy arrived, the usual command of "CAPTAIN ON DECK" was shouted as everyone came to attention and saluted. "Carry on." Jeremy stated as he approached the Lead Tech. "Are we ready to take off?" He asked. "Yes Captain. We can depart at your leisure." The Tech stated. "Very good. We'll depart immediately." Jeremy stated as he reached out to take hold of the handrail on the gantry to the Seagull. Taking his seat, Jeremy laid his attache case upon his lap and waited for the Seagull to be moved out into space. Closing his eye, he letting out a low slow breath as he willed himself to relax. <br><br>Though if Jeremy thought his trip over to the Arizona was going to be solitary, he was mistaken as he felt the acceleration couch next to him depress with the weight of another. Turning, he would see Misa taking the spot next to him. He raised an eyebrow as she smiled at him, saying she felt he could use the company, and she had to get off the Combat bridge. "I see commander. You're more than welcomed to join me." Jeremy stated. Though it was masked well, the tone of his voice was happy that she joined him. His eye lingering a bit longer on Misa than absolutely necessary in admiration of her beauty. <br><br>The Seagull would get a soft jostle as the arm began to move it towards the entrance. The thick armored door rolled up as the port side blister amidship opened to allow the Seagull to be moved outside of the ship. One last shake, and the Seagull was freed. It would be a short trip over to the <em>Arizona</em> from there.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Once docked with the Arizona, Jeremy stood up, and bade for Misa to lead the way as they stepped off the shuttle. Onboard, the two would be greeted by an honor guard. "Captain Jeremy Black of the Musashi. This is my CAG, Commander Misa Ayase. Request permission to come aboard." He introduced. "Permission Granted. Welcome aboard the Arizona Captain, Commander." The Lieutenant replied with a crisp salute. "The Admiral is already in the Conference Hall with the other Ship Captains. Please go right on ahead." The Lieutenant declared. "Thank you Lieutenant." Jeremy stated before turning to Misa. "This way Commander." Jeremy indicated as he began to walk down the Hall with the familiarity of a man that had served years on board the <em>Arizona</em> for years. <br><br>The Two would arrive into the conference hall, the long polished oak table had all the captains sitting around with their aids to their side. Jeremy would see Captain Yagami and approach. Offering to shake her hand. "It is good to see you made it Captain." He greeted before pulling a chair so that Misa could sit down. Earning him a few curious glances from the other Captains, and Aides for what he did as it would have been expect that the Aide pull the Captain's chair. Not the other way around. 
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