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**Mordoskul**

Turning to Dylan, Kessler replied; "The Silent Star is equipped with three Lucifer-Pattern Heavy Cannons, two Hydra-Pattern Torpedo Tubes, a point defense system, an ESM Pod, and a Strike Fighter Launch Bay. As for tactics, I have an idea; Why not have one vessel, possibly a cruiser of battleship, distract an enemy vessel of equal or greater size, while a frigate or a cruiser skims over the top of enemy vessel, firing it's cannons against the smaller spinal arc. The attacking ship will be a smaller target if it presents it's broadside, while at the same time maximizing firepower."

**TheWildHost**

"I could distract, now these flack cannons, what is the chance of doing damage or possibly even blinding a frigate or cruiser? I mean the smoke and dust would cause a field, even for just a few seconds could open up a hole." Dylan says. Thinking about what Kessler all dylan could say is " I'll distract, just don't eff it up, I don't want to see my crew and possibly myself abandon the night crawler, and I sure as hell aint gonna use it as my coffin."

**Mordoskul**

"A Flack Cannon? The screen of debris would only be effective at terminally close range, which would leave you open to a devastating counter-attack that would destroy or cripple your vessel. I would bring the topic of the flack cannon up with someone who has already seen active combat duty."

**Darkvoidof40k**

Having debarked from the shuttle, Trix and Natalie headed off to find something to eat; following directions from the station's helpful AI named Bob. Bob the AI. It had a ring to it. At least Natalie thought it did.

They soon found the promenade and entered a suitably nice-smelling Fish and Chip shop, aquiring some of the potato variant that the shop took as part of its name, before going their separate ways to their ships.

Although they were meant to have gone straight to their ships, Natalie had been hungry and the Admiral would never find out, so it didn't matter.

The access door to her ship loomed up ahead. Taking a deep breath, Natalie put her eye near the retinal scanner to confirm her indentity to Bob, before the door glided open, granting her access to her new home.

**sillyboy**

BIC:.....Rocky start part 2.....

Trix watched as Kessler and Dylan argued about strategies. It made her wonder if they paid any attention in the combat simulations or general tactics. She sighed, Let's hope our first mission won't be hard, cause else.... this couldn't end well. She stood up and looked at the arguing couple. "Fly fast, distract, kill. This is what the fleet does. Don't think about what your ship can. Think about what it can do for the others. You guys just go hard and fast. The Hammer will take care of your problems." She hoped she reminded them of their jobs. "Fly, distract, kill. It's as easy as that." She took her data-pad and seated herself down again. Loading the data directly onto her pocessor, information was always a good thing to have. "That's easy for you to say, you don't have to fly in." Trix grinned. "Would you like to be the buffer? Dylan? We all have our own tasks, don't discuss it. just do it." Dylan grumbled. "Just cove my ass." "Don't worry, your ass is the only thing on my mind." Trix and Kessle laughed as Dylan turned red. Trix wiped her tears of joy away, as she looked into her ship, and what it could do. She was the Buffer and she would make sure no one died under her watch.

Edit:...my rp happens before Darks?....

**RaptorsTalon**

The officer at the airlock controls inside the ship snapped to attention, as Garan stepped on board. "As you were" Garan said to him.
He began to familiarise himself with his new ship with a tour of the ships main sections. Engineering, the launch bays, auxiliary controls, the mess hall, the holo simulators etc. The ship was as modern and well finished as he had hoped. Computer interfaces in every corridor, ID pads and reinter scanners on the doors as well as pristine brushed aluminium wall coverings and black flooring. . He finished his tour by visiting the bridge.
There were relatively few crew on board the Void Phoenix at the time, most of them were relaxing on the station before deployment into space. The ship was running on its solar collectors and the computer core wasn’t active, only running basic systems and interfaces. Garan strode over to engineering console, and activated the fusion reactor to start up the computer core at full capacity.
“Activate Computer system” Garan said to the computer, “Authorisation Majoric Omega Pi 6-3.”
“Command activation code accepted” the computer replied. The holo projectors glowed for a moment, and then settled ready for use.
“Activate the Command Hologram” Garan said to the computer. A figure, dressed in the uniform of a first officer appeared in the centre of the Bridge.
“Welcome Captain Majoric” the hologram said, “My name is KIRK, and I am the AI system, and the first officer, of the Void Phoenix.”
“Run a complete systems analysis and diagnostic, including all sub systems and back up systems,” Garan said to KIRK, “Collate them into a report and bring it to me at 13:45 in my quarters. The time was now 12:30, and Garan though this would give him time to un-pack, and make himself at home. He walked out of the bridge, and into the lift to his quarters.

**Darkvoidof40k**

Wibbly wobbly timey wimey.

edit: @sillyboy

**RaptorsTalon**

OOC: @sillyboy Are my posts better now? I've tryed to put more detail into the ones where I have time to describe, where as I now only use short posts for quick responses and action situations.

**RaptorsTalon**

Garan stepped out of the lift, and into his captain’s quarters. They were comfortable, much better than the dorm rooms of Fort Norton. On the wall, there was a picture of the Halos Nebula by an artist called Brian Ferox. The main room incorporated a small area for food preparation, as well as a wooden dining table and chairs situated to the right of the room, and a comfortable living area, with red sofas, to the left. There was a computer terminal in the main room, from which he could do everything from check the mess hall menu to organise a battle, if it were ever necessary to do so. At the back of the room, there was a frosted glass door, which opened automatically as he approached, and then his bedroom.
A luxurious bed, with a foam mattress, and red sheets from the master textile producers of Uranus. The duvet and pillows were stuffed with Malakite Down from Europa, one of the softest and comfiest materials in existence. He could already tell he was going to like command.
He walked back out of the bedroom, and issued a message to both his ship, and the rest of the station. It read:
“All hands of the Void Phoenix return to ship and prepare for departure, repeat, all hands of the Void Phoenix return to ship and prepare for departure”

**lord commissar klimino**

issac got off the shuttle a started walking to his ship.ahhh,it felt good. he looked around him at the most impressive station. food court,several ships,bathrooms,etc.stopping,he frowned. he was hungry. dang it,he was told to go straight-awww,hell with it.he turns around and runs back to the food court. grabbing a burger and some fries,he sits down.eating with one hand,going over his data pad with the other.

"Mmmmm,good. ships probably wont have this forever,so better enjoy it now." finishing, issac jumps up a casually walks in the direction of his ship while attempting to whistle.

**TheWildHost**

Dylan stood up, still blushing ever so slightly. "MAybe we can finish this conversation over the radio" He said walking out. He began walking to his ship when a young dirty boy came up to him and asked him to buy him food " I can't, but look, I can give you enough to buy some, ok?" He said. "Thanks mister!" Ah the Night Crawler. He activated the elevator and toured the ship. He wondered if he could get some food." Ummmm" He said walking up to a crewman. "Hey can you go grab me some food?"
"Is that an order?"
" Yes"
" Ok then i'll be back in twenty minutes."
Sweet. Food and he could actually be the boss. Lets see the captains qauters. Nice, nice bed, nice living area, nice cooking area, nice everything. Exept the closets. The closets sucked. He wondered if the others wanted to get together and talk about their ships and maybe get a beer or maybe ale.

**sillyboy**

RaptorsTallon wrote:OOC: @sillyboy Are my posts better now? I've tryed to put more detail into the ones where I have time to describe, where as I now only use short posts for quick responses and action situations.

But, don't forget what your char thinks about it, it one of the most important things.

Ex: Garran looked at his room, it wasn't much but it was all he needed. (you write this in function of your personallity ofcourse.)

Ex with other personality: Garran looked at his room, it was horrible, it didn't even had a wine cooler. A fact that depressed Garran immensly. How could he command a ship without one?

And you don't have to describe your room in detail,(however entertaining that is

)

**lord commissar klimino**

going into the mutt, issac went to his room. not as big as others,but nice and comfy. he threw off his gloves and shirt and looked in the mirror. sighing,he grabbed his hair.

"dangit,your a commander now,not some student." he then brushed it out and tied it back.ah,better. stepping into the shower and turning it on,he wondered if anyone thought he had smelled bad. after 10 minutes he stepped out,and got on his annoying uniform.slapping his sword,and smiling,he walked out. when he saw one of his crew,he asked.

"hello,how much time til take off?"

**Darkvoidof40k**

sillyboy wrote:
RaptorsTallon wrote:OOC: @sillyboy Are my posts better now? I've tryed to put more detail into the ones where I have time to describe, where as I now only use short posts for quick responses and action situations.

But, don't forget what your char thinks about it, it one of the most important things.

Ex: Garran looked at his room, it wasn't much but it was all he needed. (you write this in function of your personallity ofcourse.)

Ex with other personality: Garran looked at his room, it was horrible, it didn't even had a wine cooler. A fact that depressed Garran immensly. How could he command a ship without one?

And you don't have to describe your room in detail,(however entertaining that is )

Don't listen to this silly person, make your posts as interesting and detailed as possible!

You're doing a great job, RapTal.

lord commissar klimino wrote:"hello,how much time til take off?"

"We're ready to depart whenever you are sir, after all, you're the one in command Captain," Replied the crewman. Issac supposed he'd just have to get used to being in command and calling the shots from now on - no more asking for permission anymore. He grinned at this notion.

**lord commissar klimino**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
lord commissar klimino wrote:"hello,how much time til take off?"

"We're ready to depart whenever you are sir, after all, you're the one in command Captain," Replied the crewman. Issac supposed he'd just have to get used to being in command and calling the shots from now on - no more asking for permission anymore. He grinned at this notion.

OOC: were all in a fleet,remember? we have a mission and whatnot,so i cant just jump out and leave yall. plus i thought sharpe was still are leader,so she would have final say anyways. actually,she said to go straight to your ship,and i dont think any of us did

**Darkvoidof40k**

lord commissar klimino wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:
lord commissar klimino wrote:"hello,how much time til take off?"

"We're ready to depart whenever you are sir, after all, you're the one in command Captain," Replied the crewman. Issac supposed he'd just have to get used to being in command and calling the shots from now on - no more asking for permission anymore. He grinned at this notion.

OOC: were all in a fleet,remember? we have a mission and whatnot,so i cant just jump out and leave yall. plus i thought sharpe was still are leader,so she would have final say anyways. actually,she said to go straight to your ship,and i dont think any of us did

True, but there's probably nothing wrong with taking the ship out for a spin. Besides, the crewman isn't going to know when the ship is scheduled for departure - you're going to have to open a communication channel to the Admiral's ship and ask her.

**lord commissar klimino**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
lord commissar klimino wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:
lord commissar klimino wrote:"hello,how much time til take off?"

"We're ready to depart whenever you are sir, after all, you're the one in command Captain," Replied the crewman. Issac supposed he'd just have to get used to being in command and calling the shots from now on - no more asking for permission anymore. He grinned at this notion.

OOC: were all in a fleet,remember? we have a mission and whatnot,so i cant just jump out and leave yall. plus i thought sharpe was still are leader,so she would have final say anyways. actually,she said to go straight to your ship,and i dont think any of us did

True, but there's probably nothing wrong with taking the ship out for a spin. Besides, the crewman isn't going to know when the ship is scheduled for departure - you're going to have to open a communication channel to the Admiral's ship and ask her.

true,i just thought they would know...then again she didnt even tell us soo....

**TheWildHost**

Dylan walked up to the captains chair. Sitting down he looked at the empty room. It was leave for another 20 minutes. He thought about what he should name his AI. He settled on Red. Simple, easy to remeber, and quick to say. It stood for Reddington, whihc is Dylans great great great grandfather. " Red open a comlink to Admiral Sharpe, if possible."

**sillyboy**

BIC:....A rocky start part three....

Trix and Natalie left the shuttle, They we're relieved to get out. "God, Isaac really needed a shower, didn't he?" "God yes, i tought i would die in there." They laughed as they continued.In the middle of a discussion of who got the best position in the fleet. Natalie stopped when she heared the growling of her stumach. Trix smiled as she suggested too find something to eat. "Oh yes, let us taste something edible before we board. I swear Navy chow is going to be the death of me." Trix couldn't agree more, being fed by tubes wasn't one of the highlights of ones day. Soon they found a Hologram stalking the hallways. He intoduced himself as Bob the AI. And after a small amount of time, they were of to the market district. There was a ton of people walking in the market district. A lot of ships, docked onto this space-installation. And marines on relief, would pay big bucks for some necassary relief. Over the years this had sprouted the market district. The Commander of the installation even let some ... less seedier business to work here. A fact that many marines took advantage off, she saw as there was a big line in front of "Eds Mistery girls". "There." Natalie said pointing at a fish and ships boohth. They both cursed at the ridiculous price the man asked, but they both concieded after they smelled the glorious goods of the vendor. They watched the market as they calmly ate their meal. Trix Tried to enjoy every flavor of it. It would take some time before she would get her hands on decent food again.

After slowly eating the delicious fish, they left each other. "Time to find our ships, Natalie. we better get a move on it." "Yea, we don't want to upset the Admiral. Especially after what already happened today." "Don't worry, we'll make her proud. See you in space, Natalie." trix said as she left the market district. She ignored the looks of marines gaping at her. Luckily she was a commander, or she would have gotten more then just some looks. She saw the sense why the commander of this vessle alowed 'other bussiness' to be stationed here. She opened a link with the mainframe, searching for gate zeventeen, where the Aslinde and here crew awaited her. After fifteen minutes she found the gate, luckily she had a map. This vessle was just full of small corridors. She opened the gate and saw her full crew standing on the dock. "Officer on Deck, attention!" a man yelled at the top of his lungs. Her entire crew saluted her in perfect unison. It was a beatifull sight to see such, disciplined men. She ignored the fact that many here would probably already had set foot in 'Eds mistery girls'. They were her mean now. She saluted her crew back. "At ease soldiers." the man who commanded her crew walked towards her.

"Officer John Nexus. Reporting for duty Commander." he said with a monotone voice. Trix watched her second in command. He was Rel'tech. A person who changed so much of his body, that he was more machine then men. Optmised for space travel. His form was still somewhat humanoid, he didn't wore any clothes over his black sillicium hull. the only thing he had was his emblem depicting his rank. She saw to poly-tacks on his back. This much Tech was really impressive. His face had a face depicted on it. But that was more for esthetics than anything else. She saw his optic sensors concentrating on her. "Understood, officer nexus." She tore her look from Nexus. She had only met a Rel'tech once, very briefly. This was an intresting man. She looked at her new crew, who at their turn observed her. She hoped she looked experienced enough. "I am Lt Commander Zedong. Today we'll fly aslinde for the first time. the eyes of the entire Alliance rest upon us. Make me proud boys." "Ma'am, yes ma'am." her crew yelled. She nodded at nexus, who used his voice-modifications. "Embark ship and prepare for take of." The crew saluted once more and tired to get on the ship as fast as possible. They seemed as eager as Trix, to get this thing flying.

She looked at her stange new Rel' tech officer. "Bring me too the bridge, Nexus." "Let's see if we can be the first of the fleet to be fully operational." "Yes ma'am" He said, Trix couldn't tell if he was happy or not. His voice program showed no emotions. She followed her officer trough the many Decks of the Aslinde. She saluted her crew when she saw them. She was thankfull these men we're going to help her to get control of this ship. After many salutes they reached the bridge. Screens, filled every inch of the walls, showing the world outside the Aslinde. She almost felt like she could drift away, never to be found again. She walked to her command chair and took place. "Let's see what you can do." She whispered as she oppened a connection with the Aslinde's mainframe. Nexus sat right in front of her. Two massive datacables conneted to his Poly-tacks. He responded after he saw trix suprised face. "My brain is the only thing, i have left. I'm not going to tamper with that." "Fear enough." she said. "Now lets run systemchecks. Trix closed her eyes as she powered the Aslinde up. Running one dieagnostic check, after the other. Nexus Looked as he saw an intens smile form on his commander face. This one was a strange one, most fresh captains we're nervous wrecks on their first lift off. This one looked calm and determinant. This could get interessting. He laid himself down in his chair, starting his systemcheck.

**Darkvoidof40k**

Nice post, sillyboy.

Need to work on your use of commas and grammar overall though.

**sillyboy**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Nice post, sillyboy.

Need to work on your use of commas and grammar overall though.

Tsss, i'm dutch..... so i'm too kewl for grammar and commas.

**lord commissar klimino**

"aww,hell with it. you,tell the men were leaving."

'uhh..sir,yes,sir!" the man hurried to a com and repeated the orders. before issac even had walked down the hall he saw men rushing onto the ship. as he turned the corner,he almost slammed into an officer.

"whoa!"

"so,sorry,commander,ill pay more attention next time" the man was skinny,young,and well shaven. also seemed kinda shy.smiling,issac told him it was alright and kept walking. when he entered the bridge,several men stood up and saluted.

"at ease.launch as soon as were ready,we can wait for are comrades in space."

"sir yes sir!" and about 20 minutes later,issac was grinning huge as the ship launched.

"and here starts the mutts voyage in the stars."

**lord commissar klimino**

sillyboy wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:Nice post, sillyboy.

Need to work on your use of commas and grammar overall though.

Tsss, i'm dutch..... so i'm too kewl for grammar and commas.

oh dont worry,mine does too

**Darkvoidof40k**

sillyboy wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:Nice post, sillyboy.

Need to work on your use of commas and grammar overall though.

Tsss, i'm dutch..... so i'm too kewl for grammar and commas.

Regardless, you're not exempt from my Grammar Nazi shenanigans and complaints.

**sillyboy**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Regardless, you're not exempt from my Grammar Nazi shenanigans and complaints.

Why don't you do a Dutch rp.... don't worry i'll be gentle

**lord commissar klimino**

sillyboy wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:Regardless, you're not exempt from my Grammar Nazi shenanigans and complaints.

Why don't you do a Dutch rp.... don't worry i'll be gentle

stupid dutch not letting me watch the dang thing! err...no offense...

**Darkvoidof40k**

lord commissar klimino wrote:
sillyboy wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:Regardless, you're not exempt from my Grammar Nazi shenanigans and complaints.

Why don't you do a Dutch rp.... don't worry i'll be gentle

stupid dutch not letting me watch the dang thing! err...no offense...

You're not missing anything. Trust me.

**lord commissar klimino**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
lord commissar klimino wrote:
sillyboy wrote:
Darkvoidof40k wrote:Regardless, you're not exempt from my Grammar Nazi shenanigans and complaints.

Why don't you do a Dutch rp.... don't worry i'll be gentle

stupid dutch not letting me watch the dang thing! err...no offense...

You're not missing anything. Trust me.

or am i? this is one of your tricks,isnt it? you want me to think its something good,so you ay its not! or is it the other way around? you wont get me cat! *jumps away*

**sillyboy**

Darkvoidof40k wrote:You're not missing anything. Trust me.

yeah belgium rock in dutch.....

(this actually is one of the better ones

)

Some dutch bands in english then? maybe klimino can see one now

Number one is awesome

Spoiler:

**Darkvoidof40k**

Natalie nervously walked down the suspended corridor that lead to one of the many airlocks in The Pioneer's steadfast hull. She was in complete awe of the vast behemoth's sheer size - the ship occupied the second largest hanger in the entire space station. She knew that battleships were massive.. but this was beyond comprehension. She was so awestruck by the ship that she walked into the door at the other end of the suspended corridor, falling backwards on her bum in surprise, making a pitiful yelping sound as she did so. The door opened and a tall, strongly-built man in combat armor and holding a rifle looked down at her.
"Ma'am, are you alright?" He asked in a friendly voice, a smile playing on his lips as he observed the awkward position Natalie was in. He extended a hand to help her up before she even answered and she gratefully accepted it, allowing herself to be pulled back onto her feet.
"Thanks," She said with an embarrassed smile.
"No problem," The Marine replied. "Can I help you?"
"Erm.. Yes. This is my ship," She replied bluntly.
"Ah, so you're the Captain Rose they've all been talking about?" The man replied, foregoing formal etiquette and all of the saluting business, which relaxed Natalie somewhat. It also left her disarmed, but although her training picked up on this, she put her concerns at ease - she was perfectly safe here.
She blushed, "Yeah, but I didn't know that anyone was talking about me.. I hope I don't disapoint anyone."
"On the contrary, you're far more beautiful than any of the rumors suggested," The Marine replied charmingly, his deep hazel eyes locked on hers.
She blushed even more as she changed the topic, "Well.. uh.. I don't suppose you would mind carrying my suitcases to my quarters?"
"Of course, Captain," He answered, playfully emphasising her title as he slung his rifle over his shoulder and picked up her luggage. She glanced at his badge and replied, "Thank you, Private," as she walked onto her ship for the first time, a smile spread across her face.