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				Title: <strong>Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 14:40:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Gundam 0422</strong></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/fs2rFTM.gif)</div><br><em>The year is 0422UC.&nbsp; Centuries have passed since mankind's mass exodus from Mother Earth to orbiting space colonies, and the wars of the first century have become the stuff of legends.&nbsp; In the three hundred years since the fall of the Principality of Zeon, humanity's reach has extended beyond the Earth Sphere and established colonies on Mars and orbiting Jupiter.&nbsp; Spacenoids and Earthers have enjoyed decades of peace and prosperity, but threats both new and old threaten to disturb that peace and ignite the human race in war once more.</em><br><br>This game takes place in the future of the core Gundam timeline, Universal Century (i.e. the original timeline with Amuro and Char (https://youtu.be/Mn0KBNsyCJg)).&nbsp; We're jumping forward a few hundred years to give us some freedom with continuity, and allows us to determine how some decisions depicted in the anime pay off.&nbsp; And although the setting is firmly in the UC timeline, with all the history therein, it also incorporates elements from the other timelines into a lore-friendly amalgam of sorts.&nbsp; <br><br>If you want more background, here are the basics:<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Nerdy Gundam History 101</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>The Earth became so overpopulated that 9 billion people had to be relocated to orbiting space colonies (leaving 3 billion privileged people remaining on the planet).</li><li>They expect the Earth to require several centuries free of mankind to heal itself before humanity can return.</li><li>A major technological discovery, Minovsky Particles, created nearly limitless clean energy, but also had the side-effect of rendering all radar, radio, and similar equipment useless.&nbsp; This drastically changed the face of warfare -- no more radar tracking or radio communications.&nbsp; Soldiers and pilots can only fire at what they can see.</li><li>The "Mobile Suit", giant robot mecha with human pilots, becomes the primary weapon of war.&nbsp; Their humanoid shapes make it easier to track targets in the 360-degree environment of space as well as fire weapons via iron sights.</li><li>After generations living in space, evolution in humans is accelerated.&nbsp; This gives rise to "newtypes" -- humans adapted for life in space.&nbsp; Common traits among newtypes include heightened reflexes, a type of psychic danger sense, and the ability to sense the presence of other newtypes nearby.&nbsp; Other, far more rare, newtypes could also speak telepathically, use astral projection, see into the future, and even psychokinetically project their emotions into their mobile suits.</li><li>One of the colonies declared themselves the "Principality of Zeon" and attempted to secede from the Earth Federation.&nbsp; This sparked the "One Year War".</li><li>Between the use of nuclear weapons and Zeon pushing a colony out of orbit to drop on Sydney, Australia, more than six billion human lives are lost in the first month of hostilities.</li><li>The Earth Federation and Zeon sign The Alaska Accords and set how wars are to be fought in this new era of space colonies.&nbsp; Both sides agree to ban all use of nuclear weapons.&nbsp; Additionally, Zeon agrees to outlaw Colony Drops and the Federation agrees to not use space colonies for military R&amp;D.</li><li>The Earth Federation creates powerful mobile suits called "Gundams" to fight Zeon.</li><li>In brief, there are a series of wars and conflicts but by the end of the First Century UC the Earth Federation is victorious.</li></ul><br>Those are the basic traits of the Universal Century timeline.&nbsp; Gundam has been running in one form or another since 1979, and over the decades has created other timelines for their stories.&nbsp; For the sake of simplicity, think of each timeline as a completely separate reality with no connections to each other.&nbsp; There are similarities (themes, powerful mobile suits called Gundam, etc), but do not share any of the same characters or history.&nbsp; For example, the most popular Gundam story in the West is Gundam Wing (https://youtu.be/ImR8f701y_Q).&nbsp; This story takes place in the After Colony timeline and is wholly separate from the Universal Century timeline.&nbsp; Likewise for the Cosmic Era timeline (Gundam SEED (https://youtu.be/xuveD0juESE)), Post Disaster timeline (Iron Blooded Orphans (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jP9PASx3bgA), the series currently airing), etc.<br></div></div><br>And here is some background for the setting of this game.&nbsp; Three hundred years later, some things have changed for Earth...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Life in 0422UC</div><div class="spoiler_body">There are no more "Newtypes" and "Oldtypes".&nbsp; Instead there are simply Earthers (who live on the surface of Earth and Mars -- although they prefer "Martian") and Spacenoids (the overwhelming majority of humanity who live in orbiting space colonies).&nbsp; The basic traits that set newtypes apart from oldtypes in the first century are now commonplace and assumed in all spacenoids.&nbsp; This includes heightened spatial awareness, psychically sensing the presence of fellow spacenoids and a keen danger sense.&nbsp; However, the more fantastical abilities of first century newtypes (telepathy, precognition, astral projection, etc) are considered the stuff of legends and found only in the imaginations of children and over-the-top holovids.<br><br>Only about 1% of humanity lives on the surface of Earth, with the majority residing in colonies orbiting Earth and Jupiter.&nbsp; Officially, those living on Earth fall into one of three categories: ecological scientists, those servicing the tourism industry, and fugitives hiding on the surface illegally.&nbsp; Federation scientists have recently announced that they expect recolonization of Earth to begin within a few years.&nbsp; This news is largely ignored by a population that has come to view life in space colonies as the norm and think of Earthers as "old fashioned", or in a similar light to how modern people may look at the Amish.&nbsp; Many spacenoids also revere the Earth as a religious symbol that should not be tainted by mankind ever again -- some of whom resort to fanatical terrorist tactics to hinder the recolonization of their blue and pure world.<br><br>Entertainment in 0422 UC is much as it was in the first century, save for an increase in Earth tourism.&nbsp; Also, over the last decade a new sport has taken the colonies by storm -- Build Fighters (https://youtu.be/XKMwhn7hFhc).&nbsp; Build Fighter is a gladiator-style combat game where competitors build and customize 1/144 scale models of mobile suits and then pilot them in holographic simulated battles.&nbsp; Tournaments often are one-on-one or teams of three, with an under 18 junior division and over 18 senior division.<br><br>Genetic manipulation has become commonplace.&nbsp; Virtually all children have some manner of adjustment made to their DNA that grants immunity to most diseases, as well as cosmetic changes -- brightly chromatic hair colors are especially popular.&nbsp; There are certain restrictions enforced by the government (altering ethnicity, human-animal hybrids, increasing physical and mental capabilities beyond what is considered natural, etc)&nbsp; However, underground and highly illegal "Body Shops" will provide some of these services for a hefty fee.<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Factions in 0422UC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>EARTH SPHERE -- The Earth Federation</strong><br>The Earth Federation (and its military arm the EFSF) is still the dominant government in 0422.&nbsp; Federation territory includes the Earth, moon, all colonies orbiting Earth, and the Mars Sphere (although they mostly leave the martians to govern themselves).&nbsp; In the centuries since the One Year War, more and more of the Federation's citizens have voluntarily left the planet for life in the colonies.&nbsp; The capital has been moved to Londenion (a space colony at Side 1), and today spacenoids are governed by fellow spacenoids.&nbsp; <br><br>The Federation is the most stable of the factions, having enjoyed several decades of peace they are mostly content.&nbsp; However there are a few issues currently being debated among the people and senate of Earth:<br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Munzo (the capital space colony of Side 3) is due to be decommissioned, an act that has brought criticism from the conservative members of the government who feel it should be treated as a historic monument with respects paid as the birthplace and capital of the Principality of Zeon.&nbsp; The younger citizens of the Federation in particular embrace their Zeon heritage and consider it a point of pride to be descended from its members.&nbsp; Zeon is also viewed as a tragic story about the importance of fighting for your beliefs no matter the sacrifice or consequences.</li><li>The Earth is expected to be open to recolonization soon.&nbsp; There are ongoing debates regarding if humanity should recolonize Earth, who should be permitted to, and how should a growing Earther population be governed.&nbsp; There are also fears of violence and terrorism from fanatical religious orders that oppose polluting Gaia with the taint of humanity.</li><li>Relations with ZAFT are peaceful, but tense.&nbsp; The two major factions are in a cold war state with propaganda being the only weapon openly used.&nbsp; Although the Earth Federation vastly outnumbers ZAFT, the Zodiac Alliance controls all trade from Jupiter and has pulled ahead in technology.&nbsp; The two factions are also competing for Saturn's resources.</li></ul><br><br><strong>MARS SPHERE</strong><br>Although technically an Earth Federation Territory, Mars is mostly left to itself.&nbsp; Earth colonized Mars in the 3rd century UC. Following a quick rush, the planet was stripped clean of its few resources and swiftly abandoned in favor of the more profitable Jupiter.<br><br>Today Mars (https://youtu.be/IzjRm-z894Q) is terraformed with a breathable atmosphere, Earth-like gravity, and desert-like climate.&nbsp; It's also considered to be a lawless land.&nbsp; It has an old west vibe... a wretched hive of scum and villainy.&nbsp; There is only one station in orbit over the planet which serves as a Federation garrison and inspects all transports entering and leaving Mars space.&nbsp; Rumor persists of a secret Federation military lab hidden in the deserts of Mars, and of a subterranean alien race, but so far these rumors remain unfounded.<br><br>Iron is the planet's only export of note, and is generally considered a planet that's not worth the effort and resources needed to keep populated.<br><br><br><strong>JUPITER SPHERE -- The Zodiac Alliance for Fair Trade (ZAFT)</strong><br>Following the collapse of the Jupiter Empire in the early 0140s, Earth megacorporations established orbital PLANT-type colonies around Jupiter to mine the gas giant.&nbsp; Soon conflicts broke out over trade disputes, mining rights, and blockades preventing competitors from transporting goods to and from Earth. This led to decades of conflict and ultimately all-out war between the orbital colonies and the Earth corporations which owned them. In the end, the twelve Jovian Colonies (each named after astrological symbols) united together to fight back against their corporate overlords. They formed a new government upon the remains of the old Jupiter Empire known as the Zodiac Alliance for Fair Trade (or ZAFT), and secured their independence from Earth. Now, decades later, they control all trade between Earth and Jupiter.<br><br>Life in the ZAFT colonies is very similar to that of the Earth Federation, although the culture is more focused on work and advancement.&nbsp; They often view the citizens of the Federation as soft and lazy, and will accept victory at any cost.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is openly acknowledged that ZAFT scientists are experimenting with genetic augmentation and artificially accelerating human evolution -- a prospect that has raised concerns in the Federation.<br><br>ZAFT's control of Jupiter's abundant resources also gives them economic leverage over the Earth Federation.<br><br><br><strong>SATURN SPHERE</strong><br>Recent scientific discoveries suggest that liquid metallic hydrogen, found in abundance in Saturn, could have far-reaching applications and be the biggest technological breakthrough since the discovery of Minovsky Particles.&nbsp; The Earth Federation and ZAFT have both begun exploring the planet in hopes of establishing permanent outposts, or even full-fledged colonies to mine the planet.&nbsp; <br><br>The first step to a long-term presence in the Saturn Sphere would be colonizing Titan.&nbsp; Although neither has established a permanent settlement on the moon, both the Federation and ZAFT claim ownership.<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Technology in 0422UC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Most of the technological advancements since the first century have been in the area of space flight, transport and interstellar communications.&nbsp; Once free from a planet's gravity well, modern starships reach a cruising speed of over 1,000,000 mph (.0015c).&nbsp; A standard trip between the Earth and Mars takes roughly a day and a half each way (15 days to Jupiter).<br><br>Minovsky drives remain the primary source of energy for starships, colonies and mobile suits.&nbsp; And Minovsky interference continues to disrupt radar, radio, communications and most forms of active sensors.<br><br>Mobile Suits continue to be the main weapon of war, but true Gundams have not seen the field since the second century.&nbsp; The moon has long since been stripped of every source of lunar titanium (the key material used to armor Gundam-class mobile suits), and salvaging usable lunar titanium alloy from the wreckage of first century Gundams has been fruitless.&nbsp; The last few surviving Gundams are nothing but museum pieces in 0422.<br><br>Similarly, some technology that was dependent on first century newtype pilots are no longer in use.&nbsp; This includes features such as funnels and psychoframes.&nbsp; The mobile suits currently deployed by both the Earth Federation and ZAFT bear a closer resemblance to "grunt suits" such as the Jegan (https://youtu.be/ttpmR2lGOjs), Jesta (https://youtu.be/ttpmR2lGOjs?t=50s), and ReZEL (https://youtu.be/ttpmR2lGOjs?t=1m21s) than the flashier (and more powerful) Gundam-types (including Zeon equivalents like the Sazabi and Sinanju).</div></div><br><em>TL;DR Giant space robots go pew, pew, pew Ka-BOOOM!</em><br><br><div align="center">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=257697.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 14:54:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>EARTH FEDERATION STATION PIAZZI<br>CERES<br>March 12, 0422UC</strong></span><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/W2tWNdI.jpg)</div><br>Narrow plumes of white smoke spiked from beneath <em>Marcenas</em> as the Federation Assault Carrier set down upon the rocky surface of Ceres.&nbsp; One of the few remaining Perseus-class vessels in service, the starship retained the familiar design and aesthetics of classic Mobile Suit Carriers -- white with red trim and a pair of long flight decks wedged on either side of a command deck.&nbsp; Its four long wings folded together on landing approach and keen eyes may notice the main body of the structure was a yellow-capped and slowly rotating cylinder that ran behind the flight decks and beneath a command deck; another holdover from years past to provide artificial gravity to the living quarters and sick bay.<br><br>The sound of hydraulics tightly hissed from within the starboard flight deck as technicians gripped handles within the weightless environment for landing.&nbsp; Although the gates were closed and a semi-permeable energy field protected the the warmth and atmosphere within the hanger, standard procedure still required normal suits to be donned while landing.&nbsp; On either side of the rear of the hanger stood a pair of 20-meter tall, 25-ton Mobile Suits.&nbsp; The port hanger carried a similar compliment for a total of eight.&nbsp; Standard procedure was to deploy two teams of three, with two Suits kept in reserve, but could sortie the entire compliment when needed.<br><br>Once the vessel came to a rest, the Technicians sprung to life, quickly and efficiently lowering the gate but pausing a moment to enjoy the view of Piazzi Station from beyond the lightly golden glow of the energy field that separated the hanger and launch platform.&nbsp; Piazzi was the Earth Federation's base on Ceres, a dwarf planet within the Sol System's asteroid belt and a base of key strategic importance.&nbsp; As the halfway point between Earth and Jupiter it monitored all traffic between Earth and ZAFT territories, and policed the mining activities within the asteroid belt as well.<br><br>The crew of <em>Marcenas</em> was returning from a completely uneventful voyage from Mars and the stop at Piazzi would see a rotation in personnel.&nbsp; Lt. Hana Duet glided gracefully through the near zero-G environment before her smartboots touched down and secured her to the metal deck.&nbsp; From behind the visor of her helmet she eyed a datapad and scrolled through the names of those coming and going; fortunately this rotation wouldn't have an impact on the ship's command structure, but did include a significant shakeup for their Mobile Suit pilots.&nbsp; As the <em>Marcenas'</em> Executive Officer, that always gave her pause.&nbsp; It was the Captain's job to make decisions, but it was her job to <em>get shit done</em>, and rookie pilots had a habit of getting in the way of that.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-10-2016, 04:07:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hana, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Silence, comforting silence. On a observation deck just behind the left launch deck on the <em>Marcenas</em>, a large man simply floated in the Zero-G away from the resident bloc of the ship. His eyes simply staring out of the large window in the massive field of stars that dominated the view outside the ship as it approached Piazzi Ceres Station. He wore his Normal suit per SOP (standard operating procedure). His breathing was slow and even, one could have mistaken him for being asleep if not for the fact his eyes were open, and staring unblinkingly into space. <br><br>After a few moments, he reached into a small cargo pocket on his normal suit, and pulled out a small handheld compact mechanical music box gear set. An angled crank handle poking out the side. Turning away from the starry field, he looked down at the small machine in his hand, and began to turn the crank. From the small machine, a simple tune began to play. A song old, but still known even in this day and age; <em>Twinkle Little Star</em>. He listened, and let the song play as the ship made its landing at the station. <br><br>Once the ship touched down, Jeremiah tucked the music box away, and pushed his way out of the room. Outside in the hall, he grabbed one of the handles that continually ran down the rail to pull people along. He was whisked down the corridor. As he came to a junction, he saw the ship's XO glancing at her datapad. Lowering his feet, Jeremiah touched down close to her. He came to attention, and saluted the superior officer. "Good evening, Ma'am." he stated respectfully. Waiting for her to return the salute. 
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				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 02:52:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/abPLVVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> LCDR Hana Duet<br><strong>Location:</strong> Starboard Hanger<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> JJ, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>"Good evening, Ma'am."</strong><br><br>Hana looked up from her pad and acknowledged the pilot's presence.&nbsp; "Mister Jackson."&nbsp; She nodded and lowered the pad from her eyes.&nbsp; The gate was open and ramp lowered, not that it served much of a purpose in the limited gravity of Ceres but cleared the way for the cargo shuttles and personnel carriers gliding in.<br><br>"Big plans for Piazzi?" she asked casually while she waited for the new arrivals to get fixed in.&nbsp; "I'm sure you have a little R&amp;R built up."<br><br><div align="center">*****</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> Starboard Hanger<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Chloe sat in the rear of a windowless shuttle, both sides lined with EFSF personnel.&nbsp; Her duffel was securely strapped in beneath a seat that was clearly not designed with comfort in mind and her eyes stayed fixed on a red light illuminated over the craft's rear door.&nbsp; She hated waiting, and that seemed to be all she had done over the last few days.&nbsp; Waiting for transport off Texas.&nbsp; Waiting on the flight to Piazzi.&nbsp; Waiting for the arrival of the <em>Marcenas</em>.<br><br>Waiting is the <em>fucking worst</em>.<br><br>She couldn't get her ass off the plank fast enough when the light turned from red to green.&nbsp; A few swift tugs to the bindings over her duffel and she was pushing off from the shuttle's door, floating briefly into the hanger before her smartboots detect the hull and pull her down to the floor.<br><br>"Welcome aboard the <em>Ricardo Marcenas</em>," an ensign said dryly as bodies began to float out of the newly arrived shuttles.&nbsp; "Toes on the line, everyone," he pointed to a long green stripe painted on the hanger's floor.&nbsp; "Queue up and we'll get you processed as quickly as possible."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 04:01:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hana, Chloe, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremiah lowered his salute when the XO returned it, and relaxed his stance somewhat. Though he wasn't completely relaxed as she was still a much higher ranking officer than he was. Jeremiah would turn his attention to the open hanger, and watch as another shuttle full of either supplies, or troops drifted in to offload its cargo while another waited in the queue. When Lt. Cmder Duet asked if he had any plans for the station, mentioning he had some R&amp;R built up.&nbsp; Jeremiah simply shrugged, wishing he didn't have to wear his helmet as his head was starting to itch. "Nah, notin' major. Jes might find a quiet lounge er sumtin' to enjoy a drink. But ah ain't planning on going far." He spoke quietly as he noticed the latest shuttle was carrying more people. They were floating off even as an ensign was barking orders at them to toe the line so they could be processed. "Looks like we have fresh meat for the grinder." He commented offhandedly, nodding to the new recruits. 
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				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 22:30:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br>Location: Marcenas observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, Open<br><br>&nbsp;Seraphim nodded her head to the Ensign who was directing them to the duty stations. She nodded her head to him as she handed her credentials for him to check over before she grabbed her duffel bag and shuffled off into the line up. This was her first assignment after basic. She floated off the shuttle entrance before her own smart boots sensed the deck plating and landed on it safely. She landed alongside another blonde girl who had a sergeant's stripes on her shoulder. She nodded her head. "Ensign Ihlefeld." she said to her introducing herself to the other girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>26-10-2016, 20:45:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/abPLVVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> LCDR Hana Duet<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> starboard observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jackson<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>"Looks like we have fresh meat for the grinder."</strong><br><br>"We do indeed," Hana replied, although whether she found that analogy amusing or not couldn't be clearly read from her tone.<br><br>Beyond them at the end of the hanger, the gate raise, secured and whirling red lights at either side of the gateway went dark.&nbsp; "About time," Hana mused while unfastening her normal suit's helmet.&nbsp; She gave it a good tug off, then pushed down her hair before the mess could go full-Medusa and fastened the helmet to the back of her best so it didn't float away.<br><br>"And speaking of <em>fresh meat</em>, I believe your new teammates just arrived."&nbsp; Hana eyed her datapad, then gestured her stencil back and forth between two of the women in line.&nbsp; "Three and four on the green.&nbsp; Sergeant Summers and Ensign Ihlefeld.&nbsp; All we're waiting on now is --" The XO fell silent as an update alert blinked on the face of her pad.&nbsp; "No, scratch that... looks like there's been a change of plans.&nbsp; Anyway, why don't you go get acquainted with your new teammates.&nbsp; Starboard hanger is going to be assigned to you three, by the way."<br><br><div align="center">*****</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> starboard observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Jackson<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The one-man ensign welcoming party worked through the line efficiently -- quickly processing each in turn, updating each new arrival's security access, assigning quarters, and downloading pertinent information to their individual datapads.&nbsp; While stepping up ion the line the woman next to Chloe introduced herself.<br><br><strong>"Ensign Ihlefeld."</strong><br><br>Chloe returned her nod and offered a smile.&nbsp; "Sergeant Summers.&nbsp; Chloe," she introduced in kind.&nbsp; Things seemed casual enough that she passed on the formality of a "sir" or "ma'am".&nbsp; She then noticed the MS Pilot Badge stenciled on Ensign Ihlefeld's normal suit.&nbsp; "Hey -- looks like we may be flying together.&nbsp; Nice to meet you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-10-2016, 21:53:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hana, Chloe, Sera Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremiah was also relieved as the Gate closed, and the Ship was once more pressurized. Like the XO, he unfastened the clasp underneath his chin, and removed his helmet before having it hang on the small catch on the back of the suit. "Ah, that feels better." he said as he ran a hand through his short hair before combing his finger through his beard. It was a relief as normal suits had a way of making Jeremiah itch if he was idle. <br><br>Though when Hana brought up the topic of fresh meat, Jeremiah turned his attention to her, and her data pad as she mentioned his new team mates arrived. He would then look down at the group as Hana pointed at them with her stylus. Jeremiah's face was a mask of neutrality as he wanted to meet them first before deciding whether or not he liked them. He didn't care that it was two women. Gender-bias pretty much died by the end of the One Year War as the human race was so devastated by the loss of half its population that one simply couldn't tell a woman no in doing a "Man's" job any more as there wasn't enough men to do it. Jeremiah nodded as Hana indicated that it was the Third, and Forth in line, and that they were Ensign Ihlefield, and Sargent Summers. <br><br>When Hana told him to go ahead, and meet his new team mates, Jeremiah came to attention and saluted. "By your leave then ma'am." He stated as he grabbed the railing, and pulled him over the side. Curling up his legs, he gently pushed off the side of the catwalk, and sent himself sailing down to the main floor of the Hanger. Jeremiah was old hat at moving around in Zero G, so in a moment he was nearing the line of fresh troops, pulling his legs underneath him so that his smart boots could pull him the rest of the way to the deck. <br><br>Jeremiah would wait for the ensign to finish processing the newbies before Jeremiah approached Summers, and Ihlfeld. "Greetings, I'm CPO Jackson. I'll be part of your team for now on." He stated, introducing himself to the two women. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-10-2016, 22:57:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Marcenas observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Seraphim nodded her head to Chloe when she introduced herself. "Good to meet you Sergeant. I'm sure it will be a pleasure to work with you." she said with a smile on her pretty face. Seraphim was already considered a looker. She had silver white hair and bright cerulean blue eyes. She had garnered a lot of attention but she had never focused on it. She wanted to be a good pilot and she managed to achieve that goal. She then noticed another new member come up and introduce himself. "It's good to be welcomed Chief." she said giving JJ a salute.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 00:28:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> starboard hanger<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, JJ<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>"Greetings, I'm CPO Jackson. I'll be part of your team for now on."</strong><br><br>"Good to meet you, Jackson," the sergeant smiled and stuffed her ID into a duffel pocket after the ensign was don checking her in.&nbsp; "I'm Chloe."<br><br>"And those," she grinned mischievously towards the four giant, nearly 65-foot tall mobile suits looming at the rear of the hanger, "are all ours, yes?"&nbsp; She was practically salivating at the thought of getting back in the cockpit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 15:58:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Chloe, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When Ensign Ihlefeld saluted, Jeremiah came to attention and saluted as well, and then gave a nod to Chloe. "Jeremiah Jackson, but most people call me "JJ"" He explained before Chloe spoke about the mobile suits standing in their berths against the wall. Several Techs floating around each one performing last minute checks, and ensuring that the suits were all ship shape after the last batch of pilots were discharged, and before the new pilots were to be assigned. Sparks floated from welders, and the sound of power tools echoed in the cavernous hold. For now it wasn't bad, but if the three were to spend as much time in here as the Techs did, there was a real danger of hearing loss. <br><br>Jeremiah just glanced at the salivating sargent as she eyed the gleaming mobile suits like most freshly graduated Basic Training recruits eyed strippers at the local "Shitty titty". "Cool your jets, Sargent. They ain't yours yet. They still have to have a through going over as they're being discharged from the previous pilots before being assigned to you." Jeremiah explained as he looked up at the familiar Mobile suits that carried him through out his career. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 00:45:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Marcenas observation deck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br><br>&nbsp;Sera nodded her head to JJ and Chloe. "Chief Jackson has the right of Sergeant. Whoever is in charge of mobile suit ops will tell us which unit is ours when it comes time to pass out assignments." she said parting her on the shoulder in a friendly manner before looking to JJ. "Well Chief Jackson since it seems like you know the way around here..." she said offering him her data pad to look over "...care to show us where our quarters are going to be? I'd very much like a shower. I've spent the last two days on a shuttle and I smell like three day old spoiled limburger cheese." she said to him with a soft smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 03:50:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Hanger<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>"Well Chief Jackson since it seems like you know the way around here..." she said offering him her data pad to look over "...care to show us where our quarters are going to be? I'd very much like a shower. I've spent the last two days on a shuttle and I smell like three day old spoiled limburger cheese."</strong><br><br>"Then thank god for normal suits," Chloe laughed at Sera's humorous little confession.<br><br>She then shouldered in bag, ready to move on.&nbsp; "Yeah, that's a good idea, Chief.&nbsp; How about the Nickle Tour?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 14:44:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Mobile Suit Hanger -------&gt; Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Chloe, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>JJ turned his attention to the white haired beauty when she asked him if he would be so kind to escort them to the ship's residential bloc so that they can get settled in, and for a shower. Though it would be about this time that Chloe would decide to let out a quip, depending on how the Ensign takes it, could make her stay on the ship a very rocky one. JJ would simply nod to the two women before motioning for the two beautiful women to follow him.<br><br>With a light push of his toes, he left the deck, and started to float up towards the second level cat walk where he was just standing with the ship's XO. Grabbing the rail, he pulled himself over and looked to see if the other two were following him. "This way." he indicated as he then grabbed a handle that was running along the hall. Pulling him along towards the core of the ship. The three would pass other crew members in various states of disembarking, or embarking. Some performing their normal duties of Ship maintenance, and operations. Though as they approached the residential bloc, the two women would start to notice the subtle pull of gravity on them right before JJ released the handle, and began to walk normally. The <em>Marcenas</em> is outfitted with a artificial gravity generator. It provides Gravity for the Core bloc that houses the residential units, and the medical wing. It helps to prevent bone, and muscle degradation that was quite prevalent during the early parts of the Universal Century. Though during Combat, the gravity is turned off." Jeremiah explained right before he stepped around the corner.<br><br>Before JJ took the two to their rooms, there was one stop they had to make. "Hey Tommy. We got two that need room assignments, and their essentials." JJ spoke to a rather portly gentleman behind a low counter looking over data tables, and scribbling something down on legal pad. Petty Officer Richard "Tommy" Yung was the ship's Quartermaster, and ran his department tightly. He glanced up at the two women. "Name, and Rank Please." He requested. He was also very respectful, so long as you showed him respect. Many an officer, and enlisted discovered just how easily a pissed off QM could make your life a whole lot more difficult.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 21:43:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Mobile Suit Hanger -------&gt; Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera looked over at Chloe when she mentioned about uniforms and nickel tours and an impish grin appeared on her face. "Yes we have normal suits but I still want out of the same clothes I've been in for the last two days. As for the tour..." she said her grin getting a bit bigger as she'd turned to JJ. "...I'll see her nickel tour and raise it to a dime. I spare no expense." she said to him. Her clearly that she was making a joke and didn't want stuff taken seriously at all. It was the usual squad mates ripping on each other nothing more.<br><br>&nbsp;After that was over she had followed along with JJ and Chloe as they made their way through the ship's interior toward her core block. Much like JJ she could feel the artificial gravity kicking in as the guide bar came to a stop and her feet hit the floor once more. As they had moved through the ship she had seen techs and other crew members at work doing their jobs like they knew what they were doing so that was a good sign indeed. When JJ talked about the gravity she only nodded her head. She read her history of space flight so she knew why artificial gravity was an essential part of things.<br><br>&nbsp;Pretty soon they reached the quartermaster's office where a portly looking PO was busy at work doing his job. He may have had a bit of pudge on him but the look in his eyes as he poured over his stuff said he knew exactly what he was doing. She watched him look up from his data screens when JJ told them about the new recruits. He then turned and asked them what their names and rank were. "Ensign Seraphim Ihlefeld." she said to him response to his query for her rank and name while also handing over her credentials like she was suppose to for identification.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 00:50:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Mobile Suit Hanger -------&gt; Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Completely oblivious to any of concern JJ may have over her quippy nature, Chloe pushed off from the deck and followed her new teammates' zero-G ascent.&nbsp; At the peak she deftly grabbed the rail, spun her boots back to the deck and offered the mobile suits situated at the back of the hanger one last grin.&nbsp; Four RGM-419Q's -- not exactly top-of-the-line but a far cry better than the junk piles she flew in training.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/bThnRmL.jpg)</div><br><em>Just stay right there, babies... I'll be back,</em> the eager young sergeant thought with a grin before exiting into the corridor.&nbsp; She pushed off from the hanger deck, gliding into the hall and grabbed hold of the conveyer to pull her effortlessly down the length of the ship.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"The Marcenas is outfitted with an artificial gravity generator. It provides Gravity for the Core bloc that houses the residential units, and the medical wing. It helps to prevent bone, and muscle degradation that was quite prevalent during the early parts of the Universal Century. Though during Combat, the gravity is turned off."</strong><br><br>Chloe nodded her helmet in understanding -- it was pretty standard.&nbsp; "You know, they say the new ZAFT ships are going to have artificial gravity without the need for rotation," she commented casually when they came to the intersection.&nbsp; She released the conveyor, then nimbly tucked and turned with the momentum so her boots touched the wall, then pushed off to follow the others.&nbsp; "Then again, can't believe everything you hear about the Zods."<br><br>Once they crossed the threshold into the Residential Bloc, Chloe felt the weight of her duffel pull down at her shoulder.&nbsp; JJ led them to the Quartermaster and she waited her turn.<br><br><strong>"Name, and Rank Please."</strong><br><br>"Nice to meet you, Tommy.&nbsp; I'm Sergeant Chloe Summers," she introduced and passed her ID.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 14:51:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Chloe, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>JJ leaned against the side of the bulkhead as the two introduced themselves to the ship's quartermaster. Though their enthusiastic greetings wouldn't be returned in kind. It wasn't that Tommy was cold, nor detached. He was simply busy. The Marcenas has taken on a lot of supplies, and it was his department's job to ensure that it was all inventoried, and stowed in a timely manner. "Hello." he would simply reply as he took their IDs, and swiped them through his reader before watching their information scroll along the screen. After a few moments, he would had each back their Cards along with a slip of paper, and a carton about the size of a shoe box that held their basic toiletries. "Here you go. Your Room assignments are on the piece of paper." He explained. "Thanks Tommy." JJ stated as he stood back up. "Oh, one more thing, JJ." Tommy stated before reaching down, and grabbing a strange looking blue bottle (http://sr1.wine-searcher.net/images/labels/45/26/redstone-meadery-sunshine-nectar-mead-colorado-usa-10354526.jpg). "Here, Cause you won the bet." Tommy stated. It was a bottle of Mead. JJ smiled and took the bottle. "A pleasure doing business with ya Tommy-Boy." JJ replied as he tucked the bottle securely in his arm. Hiding it a bit as if anyone else got a whiff of the stuff, he'll be come suddenly very popular. Though sometimes, it can be quite valuable as a bargaining chip. <br><br>"Alright, lets get'cha to ya rooms." JJ stated as he started to walk down the hall. His heavy boots thumping against the deck plate. The first place they would reach was in "Officer's Country" for Ensign Ihlefeld. Since she was an Officer, she would have her own room. Though that didn't mean very much. As a low ranking officer, her room wasn't much bigger than a broom closet. A narrow bunk tucked to one side of the wall, and a small desk, and wardrobe on the other. There was a sink, and mirror by the door. "Here ya go, Ensign." JJ stated as he stood to one side of the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 22:33:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Mobile Suit Hanger -------&gt; Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera watched as Tommy processed their ids in a quick and orderly fashion before handing them and a box of basics back to her and Chloe. Though she did cock an eyebrow when she saw the Asian descended man offer JJ a bottle of alcohol. So things onboard were a bit more interesting than she thought. Soon enough they moved away and towards the ship's quarters area. The first up on the tour was of course the officer's quarters, which since she was an officer, admittedly the lowest ranking one on the totem pole she still rated a single bunk herself. She sighed a bit when she saw it, it wasn't much. Barely larger than a broom closet. She nodded her head to him. "Thank you Chief." she said dropping her stuff on the bunk before turning back to him. "As much as I want to unpack and catch some rack time I want that shower more." she said to him with a grin on her face. "So if you'll give me a moment I'll get my stuff together and you can show me where the showers are." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 00:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential Bloc<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal suit over uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Chloe thanked Tommy when he returned her ID and followed her teammates into "Officer's Country", as JJ called it.<br><br>Sera made a request for the showers and once she disappeared into her quarters, leaving Chloe and JJ to wait in the corridor.&nbsp; She decided to kill the time by nudging her head towards his fancy blue bottle.&nbsp; "So... a bet, huh?" she grinned.&nbsp; "Sounds like there's a story there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 15:46:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Chloe, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>JJ nodded as Sera thanked him for showing her to her room first. As she entered, one might have taken the opportunity to steal a glance at the good. However, JJ wasn't really in that mind set. He simply rolled back, and leaned against the wall as he waited for Sera to gather her toiletries. Meanwhile his hand held that bottle tightly much like a running back holding the football of a game winning play. Though when Chloe asked about the bet that won him the bottle, mentioning that there is a story behind it, JJ's eyes turned a bit towards her, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "You could say that Sargent. Depending on how well I like ya. You may hear it someday." JJ stated, a bit of a tease hanging in his voice. His mind already wondering when was the best time to crack open the Bottle, or to hold on to it to barter with later. Such a unique drink could fetch a "High Price" on a Ship.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 06:50:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Mobile Suit Hanger -------&gt; Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera shook her head as she gathered up herself before walking out and overhearing JJ's response about the bottle of booze he had won from the ship's Quartermaster. "Well I guess we'll just have to wait for that time to appear. No sense pushing you on it. Though I do admit I myself am a bit curious about the story behind but that's just human nature really." she said holding her cleaning kit. "So then Chief the showers if you could? Afterwards maybe I can get a bite to eat in the mess hall and then catch some rack time." she said to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>17-11-2016, 14:50:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential Bloc<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over Uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>"You could say that Sargent. Depending on how well I like ya. You may hear it someday."</strong><br><br>"Ooooh, the suspense..." Chloe mused with a grin.&nbsp; "It better be a good one then.&nbsp; The longer you make us wait, the higher the expectations get."&nbsp; The "southern" twang to the pilot's voice became more evident and unmistakable since she retracted back the transparent face shield of her helmet.<br><br><br><strong> "So then Chief the showers if you could? Afterwards maybe I can get a bite to eat in the mess hall and then catch some rack time."</strong> <br><br>"Sounds good," Chloe nodded.&nbsp; "Just point me in the direction of the bunks and I can meet up with you both later."<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC:</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm back (obviously).&nbsp; Feel free to chat and socialize, and I'll jump the time frame a little forward this weekend to get the plot rolling.&nbsp; Thanks for your patience!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-11-2016, 16:07:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sera, Chloe, Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Jeremiah couldn't help the smirk on his lips as he listened to the young sargent beside him telling him that because he is holding out on her, the story better be good. "Then the onus is on you, and whomever else is foolish enough to get their expectations high." he as he gave her a side ways glance as she opened her face shield. Though it was about this time that the ensign would step out with her shower kit asking about the showers before mentioning A bite to eat at the mess, and then some sleep. Chloe would then say that to just point her in the direction where she needs to go, but Jeremiah shook his head. "This way." he would instruct the two. <br><br>Jeremiah would lead the two girls down the hall. The Showers for Officer's country was just down the hall from Sera's room. "There ya go ensign. Sarg, this way for your room." Jeremiah explained as he started down an adjacent hall, and left Sera to take her shower. <br><br>Jeremiah would show Chloe to the NCO section of the ship. Here, NCOs had to share space with another. Only officers got their own quarters, though Chloe's room mate was on duty. The Room was a bit larger than Sera's, but with two bodies just as cramped. There was a Bunk bed bolted to one side of the wall. At the Far wall a couple of desks were facing opposite walls. Opposite the Bunk Beds, two Full presses (wardrobes) were bolted to the wall, and two chest of drawers on either side of them. One Full Press was empty, the other had uniforms hung up in pristine military fashion. Each hanger exactly two fingers apart. Signs that her Room mate was a stickler for regulation. "Here ya go, Sargent. Home sweet home." Jeremiah replied. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>17-11-2016, 16:39:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Residential bloc. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera grinned back at JJ as he explained to Chloe about where officers and NCOs would be staying before showing her the way to the showers themselves. "Thanks Chief." she said to him as she wandered into the showers and began to set her things down to get undressed. As she put stuff in her locker among them was a pendent she'd had since she could remember. It was beautifully well crafted and made entirely of moonstone. Each time she looked at it the wings on the top of it made her think of an angel's wings. She smiled as she set the pendent in her locker and then went to get her shower.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>20-11-2016, 23:37:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>EARTH FEDERATION STATION PIAZZI<br>CERES<br>March 13, 0422UC</strong></span><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Zz7x4wN.jpg?1)</div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/abPLVVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> LCDR Hana Duet<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Briefing Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>"Alright.&nbsp; Everyone take your seats and let's get started," Lieutenant Commander Duet instructed as personnel filed into <em>Marcenas's</em> primary briefing room.&nbsp; Her disposition was all-business, as usual -- uniform pressed with professional precision and long, chestnut hair freshly shelled against Ceres' low gravity.&nbsp; Once butts were in chairs, the ship's XO nodded to a short, pink-haired woman seated at the room's operations terminal.&nbsp; "I believe we're ready, sergeant."<br><br>The sergeant nodded, thumbed a command at her terminal and the lights dimmed as a holographic image flickered to life before Hana.&nbsp; <br><br>"First order of business -- welcome aboard to those of you who just transferred in.&nbsp; We had a bigger rotation than usual, including two-thirds of our mobile suit pilots, so some adjustment will be needed.&nbsp; Unfortunately, time is a luxury we don't have.&nbsp; When you have questions, ask.&nbsp; Learn, adapt, and lend a hand where you can until we all get situated."<br><br>Duet eyed the those collected in the room noting her message was received and nodded.&nbsp; It was the closest thing to a warm, welcoming smile as she was capable of while on duty.<br><br>"Next order of business.&nbsp; <em>Marcenas</em> carries a compliment of eight 419's with two teams of three pilots and a pair in reserve.&nbsp; For the time being these teams will be designated <em>Port</em> and <em>Starboard</em> according to the hanger they call home.&nbsp; Port is under the command of Ensign Sato," she nodded to a slender Asian man seated in the second row, flanked by a dark-skinned woman and blonde man who both wore MS Pilot badges.&nbsp; "And Starboard will be led by Ensign Ihlefeld," Hana nodded towards Sera.&nbsp; "Per tradition, more colorful nicknames should be chosen.&nbsp; Just let Sergeant Valaise here know when you have that squared away."&nbsp; The operations technician with the bubblegum-pink hair beamed a smile and wave of her hand.<br><br>"Now onto real business."&nbsp; The hologram hovering before the commander shimmered and reshaped into a floating representation of Piazzi station with long bands of dense asteroids arcing away to either side of Ceres.&nbsp; "We'll be taking on some of Piazzi's duties while they deal with a rotation of their own.&nbsp; We'll be assisting with customs inspections for all civilian traffic passing through the belt, as well as standard patrols."<br><br>A green holographic representation of <em>Marcenas</em> flashed with two blue arrows pushing left and right from the center through the asteroid belt.&nbsp; "At 1300 <em>Port</em> and <em>Starboard</em> will launch on standard patrols through the asteroid belt to these NavPoints..."&nbsp; As the two blue arrows extended away from <em>Marcenas</em> they each passed through a pair of red dots that noted the location of navigation buoys.&nbsp; "After you pass the second, turn around and come home.&nbsp; A milk run... doesn't get any easier than this."<br><br>Duet tapped the panel behind her and the hologram reshaped into the form of an RGM-419 Mobile Suit.&nbsp; "Standard payloads for this op.&nbsp; MG19 rifles loaded with APEX rounds and SM04 shields with four Hex missiles."<br><br>She paused and brought up the lights in the briefing room.&nbsp; "Any questions?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 02:21:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Pilot Briefing room. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------<br><br>When the call to report to the briefing room sounded, Jeremiah was one of the first to arrive. Though he made sure to bring both Sera, and Chloe with him so they will know where it was too. He quickly moved down the aisle, and towards his preferred seat. There he stood, and waited for the Lt. Commander to enter to give the briefing on today's op. Jeremiah wasn't expecting anything too difficult, nor demanding considering all the nuggets they just took on. Course, Fate nor History ever saw fit to strike a properly prepared, and trained ship. Time will only tell. <br><br>Once everyone arrived, and the Lt Commander entered, The senior NCO on deck barked. "SENIOR OFFICER ON DECK!" Instantly everyone in the room snapped to attention out of Pavlovian reflect. It wasn't until Lt. Commander Duet told them to sit that Jeremiah relaxed, and sat down. Medium size legal pad, and pen seemingly appearing on the small desk attached to his seat. Jeremiah's eyes tracking the commander as she started the briefing by having the girl with "Non-regulation" hair color start up the holo-projector. <br><br>Jeremiah quickly started to jot down notes as Duet explained that they now had two full MS Squads, and he would be assigned to the starboard arm under Ensign Ihlefeld. Jeremiah didn't really give to much regard to the stint about "Colorful" Names. Figuring if the other members of the team wanted to, they're more than welcomed. <br><br>The Commander would explain that while the ship was in Ceres, they'll be assisting the station as they would be going through a staffing rotation themselves. Meaning they'll be running inspections, and Customs reviews. Though it would seem today was more a less a simple patrol through the asteroid belt where the two teams were to reach nav points, and then turn back. It was an excellent way for the nuggets to get a taste of real Zero-G operations as most if not all only had the sparest of training on the moon. Even the Armament for the GMs they'll piloting were standard. As the Commander said, a Milk Run. <br><br>As Duet asked for any questions, Jeremiah closed his pen, and slipped it into his pocket before waiting for the call to be dismissed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 21:22:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Pilot Briefing room.&nbsp; <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera wasn't too far behind Chloe in arriving in the briefing room. She nodded to JJ as they entered and took their seats before the staff sergeant called them to order and the Lt. Commander stepped in. She designated her team along with JJ and Chloe as the team for the Starboard hanger. She nodded her head acknowledging what she was ordered to do. Though she mused she always did like the name starboard over port side. There was just something a bit romantic about it. She was brought of that musing when the room darkened and the Lt. Commander outlined their mission. A milk run really. Head out to the navigation buoys, tag them and then head back for the barn. Real simple.&nbsp; Then she called for questions. So far nothing was out of the ordinary. She shook her head. "Nothing here Commander." she said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 00:08:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/abPLVVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> LCDR Hana Duet<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Briefing Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Duet paused at the front of the briefing room, the light of holographic asteroids reflecting off her eyes as she cast her gaze across those assembled.&nbsp; She nodded in acknowledgement of Ensign Ihlefeld's statement, and it appeared there were no questions.<br><br>"Alright.&nbsp; Dismissed," the XO stated, then turned her attention to the pinkheaded operations tech.<br><br><div align="center">***************</div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Briefing Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Duty Uniform<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Chloe kept her jaw tight during the briefing; it was the only way she knew to keep her excitement at bay (a skill she learned the hard way during Boot).&nbsp; But once the XO called the session to an end, she couldn't help but let the corner of her lips curl a bit.&nbsp; "Time to get to work," she mused as she stood and joined the procession exiting the briefing room. <br><br>The walk (and float) to the starboard hanger was an uneventful one -- she didn't even have to bother JJ for directions.&nbsp; As long as she knew were to find her bunk, mess, head and hanger, she was good.<br><br>A few minutes after slipping into the starboard lockers, Chloe reemerges floating out into the hanger dressed in her flight suit and tugging the gloves for good measure.&nbsp; <br><br>She pushes off the rail and glides up towards UNIT-06's face, her assigned mobile suit, and calls to a pair of mechanics perched on its scaffold.&nbsp; "Don't worry, boys.&nbsp; I'll take good care of her."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 03:25:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 13/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Pilot Briefing room. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>--------------------------------<br><br>Jeremiah exited out the pilot's locker room in his normal suit. Grabbing a handle, he was whisked away towards the Starboard hanger where his Suit was waiting for him to sortie for the first time with his new team. A part of him was curious as to how well they'll work out with each other. The other part concentrating on this rather mundane mission cause even on Mundane missions, things can go terrible wrong. He didn't say really anything to Sera, nor Chloe. His mind focusing on the mission at hand.<br><br>Entering the hanger, he floated his way over to Unit 5. A couple of the regular tech holding out their fists to him to which he lightly bumped them with his own. "Good luck Chief." One of them called as he pulled himself into his cockpit, and closed the hatch. With a long drawn out exhale, he started to flip the switches to bring his machine to life. The familiar hum of the minovsky particle reactor spooling to life beneath the cockpit was familiar, and welcomed. <br><br>"Chief Petty Officer Jeremiah Jackson, Ready to sortie." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 18:31:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Pilot Briefing room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> pilot suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;With no questions needing to be asked the Commander dismissed them she turned to leave. Chloe bless her heart was excited to finally get her chance to pilot a mobile suit. Sera was just thinking about it. She wished she'd had more time before this first mission. She liked to tinker with suits targeting systems to make sure they fit her. It was something one of her drill instructors had said to her. That while the "factory settings" were best for all they were not best for you. She would have to work with it for now. She took the spec sheets from the tech looking over her machine and nodded her head before sliding into it and beginning to power it up. As the suit began to come to life Sera allowed herself a moment to relax as she let her hands run over the machine getting a feel for it. She then reached her hand up and clutched at her pendent under her flight suit before she heard JJ confirming he was ready for take-off. An idea struck her before it was turn. When the whole team would be ready she opened a line to tower "Ihlefeld to Tower. Archangel Team ready for launch. Archangel One report ready for launch." she said logging the team's name with the CIC.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 00:03:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/qLMyqmN.png?1)<strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Kaitwyn Valaise<br><br><strong>"Ihlefeld to Tower. Archangel Team ready for launch. Archangel One report ready for launch."</strong><br><br><em>Oooh... 'Archangel Team'.&nbsp; I like it!</em> Sergeant Valaise thought from her station on the bridge.&nbsp; "Roger that, Archangel One.&nbsp; Standby," she replied while glancing over her terminal and tapping through readouts.&nbsp; "You are clear for launch, Archangel.&nbsp; Good luck."<br><br><div align="center">************************</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> Unit-6's Cockpit<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Flightsuit<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Chloe pushed off from the faceplate of her mobile suit down towards an open hatch over the machine's heart that protected the cockpit.&nbsp; A deft pivot and twist of her hips as she glided over the door caught the attention of her boots that pulled her back down into the seat.&nbsp; She locked herself snug into the seat, closed the hatch and began her pre-flight checks.&nbsp; The cockpit's three monitors flickered to life as she thumbed her way through diagnostics.&nbsp; <em>Green, green, green, green... </em>&nbsp; Not a caution alert in the bunch -- it was comforting to see this ship's mechanics didn't let the little things slip through the cracks.<br><br>A final flip of a switch and the tech's scaffolding retracts as cables break free from the mobile suit's legs.&nbsp; "Summers to tower.&nbsp; Archangel Three, ready to launch."<br><br>Chloe waited patiently while her teammates fired out into space before Valaise's reply came and granted permission.&nbsp; She pushed locomotion forward, walking her Jim onto <em>Marcenas's</em> magnetic catapult.&nbsp; <br><br>"Chloe Summers.&nbsp; Archangel Three.&nbsp; Let's go!" the sergeant called and punched the trigger firing the catapult and launching her into space to join the rest of her team.<br><br><br>((OOC: If you're Americans, have a Happy Thanksgiving!!&nbsp; ^.^&nbsp; ))</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 03:38:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 13/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Primary Pilot Briefing room. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>--------------------------------<br><br>Jeremiah crooked an eyebrow as he heard his new squad leader declare their unit name, calling them the "Archangels". He would simply give a shrug as there was worse things to be called he supposed. He watched as Unit 4, Archangel Lead stepped up to the catapult, and was subsequently launched into space. Once the catapult platform was retracted, he moved his suit from its berth, and approached the catapult as well. Stepping upon the pads, the clamps locked down upon Unit 5's feet. The suit crouching, torso leaning forward to brace for the effects of the catapult. "Archangel 2, Launching." Jeremiah announced. <br><br>The very next second the catapult accelerated forward at a rapid pace, pushing Jeremiah back into his seat as he was flung into space just behind Sera. Chloe being launched after him. <br><br>After a few correctional bursts from his suit's verniers, he boosted off to get into formation with the lead suit, and begin the patrol. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 12:14:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Marcenas</em> Starboard Hanger------&gt;Space<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> pilot suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera nodded her head as she got the confirmation from the Sergeant for launching. "Copy that Tower. Archangel 1 launching." she said feeling her unit shot forward through the catapult and into the inky blackness of space. As she made it out into space she fired the thrusters to adjust herself into a holding pattern while she waited for the rest of her squad. It didn't take them long to launch and fall into formation. "Alright people lets do this by the numbers. It's a milk run but lets not call it that till we are back in the barn." she said putting her sensors on full alert. She then pushed the thrusters forward moving towards the buoys listed on her map.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vyxenne</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 01:25:58</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sgt. Chloe Summers<br><strong>Location:</strong> Piloting Unit-6, 3/4's distance between Nav 1 and Nav 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Flightsuit<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Between the density of the floating rock field and angle of the belt's orbit, it wasn't long before Archangel Team lost line-of-sight with <em>Marcenas</em> and Piazzi Station.&nbsp; Chloe double checked her comms -- Minovsky particle density was light this far out and, thankfully, was not interferring with the radio communications bouncing back through the nav buoys.&nbsp; Just the same, she'd prefer to keep home base in sight.&nbsp; <br><br>The thrill of her first launch was beginning to wear thin by the time they reached the first buoy -- the high point so far being a couple miners poking at an asteroid with Ball-type space pods.&nbsp; She was starting to get a little antsy in her cockpit; even dodging errant asteroids was starting to lose her attention and started to feel rote.&nbsp; <br><br>But then a minor alert appeared on her HUD.&nbsp; A few quick taps to her instruments confirmed it.<br><br>"Uh, either of you reading this?" the sergeant asked while pivoting in her seat to peer out either side.&nbsp; "I'm picking up an increase in Minovsky particle density.&nbsp; There an outpost or something out here I missed?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 16:08:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Jackson<br><strong>Date:</strong> 13/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Piloting Unit 5, 3/4 Distance between Nav point 1, and Nav Point 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal Suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>For Jeremiah this was just another day in the Mobile Suit corps. He kept tight formation as the three weave their way through the dense asteroid field around Piazzi Station. Minovsky particles were quickly dissipating the further out from the station they went. Scanning his three screens, Jeremiah would see the familiar flashes of Miners mining resources from the various asteroids they pasted. The pink light of beam mining equipment illuminating space around the rock as the Mobile suits passed by. Normally these patrols were usually passed by in various ways. Some pilots bring along small music players, or audio books. Others chat amongst themselves. Usually those conversations consist of which girl or guy on the ship they want to bang. Who has the nicest chest, Ass, or who is packing the largest "Cannon". Jeremiah simply kept quiet, and focused on his instruments. <br><br>Jeremiah's own instrument would sound the alert not one second after Vyxenne called out to each of them. "Understood Archangel 3, I have same. Though the pattern doesn't appear large enough for a station. Possibly a ship. Ensign, I recommend we investigate, and see who this is. I also recommend we go in ready for a shoot out if someone is actively broadcasting Particles." Jeremiah directed to the Squad leader.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gundam0422 (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sessha</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 19:56:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Seraphim Ihlefeld <br><strong>Date:</strong> 12/3/0422UC<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Piloting Unit 4, 3/4 Distance between Nav point 1, and Nav Point 2<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> pilot suit over uniform.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe, JJ<br><br>&nbsp;Sera much like the other two was just biding her time. She kept her eyes on the scopes making sure she was watching her scanners while moving out of the way of the various asteroids in the belt as they moved. They past the first buoy and she logged on the sensor data. She noted the ball pods mining on one of the asteroids. Not an altogether uncommon sight in the here in the belt. It was a variable cornucopia of raw materials to be mined. She even gave the pods a wave with her rifle as they passed by them.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;So far so good. Maybe she might be able to call this a Milk run.&nbsp; Then her sensor lit up with the rise in Minovsky particles. She should have known better. It wasn't large enough to be base or a ship which could mean only one thing, trouble. It was about then that both Chloe and JJ&nbsp; piped up about it. "Yeah I'm reading the same thing chief. Suggestion noted and logged. Let's do this by the numbers people." she said sighing a bit. She switched over to the radio with the Marcenas. "Archangel 1 to Tower control. I'm registering unknown output of Minovsky particles. Please be advised we are moving to investigate." she said communicating with the ship itself.&nbsp; "Alright team lets move wedge formation. Lets keep everyone covered." she said taking point in the wedge with Chloe and JJ on her left and right rear. She zeroed in on the source of the particles. "This is Archangel Team to unknown craft. You are within restricted air space, please state your name and business." she said over the radio to the unknown contact.
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