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  2. Garrett nodded to each in turn, before finally introducing himself with a slight smile "As Lt.Summers said, I'm Lieutenant Mercer. Call sign Chaos. I'm looking forward to working with each of you."
  3. Rachel let her arm whirl down as she listened to the first three to, the prim and proper Venusian, an earthling of all things and the fearless leader. She smiled her half cybernetic smile, something her boss called unnerving. "Well I'm Rachel Hayes, Ranger Rachel Hayes. You Jovians would call that a lieutenant, as for my callsign. I got one... On account of my being they call me Mad Dog. So that issues resolved, and as the good commander said I pilot a defender. Cut my teeth and bled in the damn thing. It's like a good 'ol extension of me now, and it's the only thing tougher than me." She smiled again and gave a half salute
  4. "Ok as the captain said, I'm Lt. Summers, callsign Mongoose. Here in the JAF we follow the age old tradition of pilot callsigns, if you don't have one we'll figure one out for you. Out in the sky we use callsigns only it's easier to remember and safer. On board we generally use rank and name when on duty or just rank, callsigns are ok too. Off duty use whatever you and who ever your addressing is comfortable with. I've never worked with civilians in the past but like all military i have preconceived ideas about civies. I will try my best to keep an open mind and not to offend you. Check your Tablets and synch them with the ships network, I've sent you the Frame location for our cabins and assigned bunks. If you have any problems let me know. Once we're done here find your bunk, stow your gear and prep for Accel. Once we get to cruise I'd like to get started we have a lot of work to do before we get to our patrol zone." She slipped her tablet into its holster. "I know you guys are tired from your trip out so this first session is gonna be more of a get to know you and your exo. Lt. Mercer I am very familiare with and Spec. Carpenter has been aboard for a bit and i have an idea of his capabilities. I want to get a feel for the rest of you so I can make a good training schedule. Any questions?"
  5. Like the Venusian, Dash rose as at attention, but did not bow. That was the difference between Japanese-influence Venus and the alternative, but still formal protocol of CEGA. "I'm Dash Carpenter, callsign Sleeper. You've already heard the gist of my unique situation from the Commander - I hold the title of Specialist since, technically, my status is that of an expert civilian. I can pilot, I can fight, I know the standard CEGA officer education plus the tricks I picked up as an insurgent and undercover agent. I cut my teeth on the Wyvern, but the Pathfinder model handles even better for sure." Dash was friendly and straightforward. "So I don't know how precisely we'll be doing this, but I'll probably be giving you a seminar or few."
  6. Eva, following the Mercurian's example. Stood up and put her own twist on it, bowing deeply before bringing an honest attempt at a smile, which she hoped would work. "Hello, though I have been introduced by your Commander, I shall introduce myself. I am Second Lieutenant Evangeline Date, They gave me the name Razor-Girl in training, so if you are inclined. You may call me that, or Eva, or Evangeline. I am pleased to make all of your acquaintance and I hope to work, well with you. I of course pilot the Ghost which my technical officer has provided details on, though I am also trained on most of the Venusian arsenal I specialize in sniping, and while I may have not seen combat. I did perform extremely well in simulations, setting academy records." She paused for a moment, bowed again and stood at a sort of half rigid attention. She was meaning to be impressive
  7. Several people said they were waiting for the briefing to end to get to talking IC with each other. I ended it a week ago and had the Mercurian break the ice. That was a week ago and nobody has posted since.
  8. Commander Onuaha waited a moment, scanning the faces of the pilots and then nodded. "Good. I've already assigned quarters. You'll be bunking three to a cabin with a shared common area between both cabins. It's a small ship, so space is at a premium. Just be glad you're not hot racking." she said with a grin at the end. "I'll leave you the room to get acquainted." Commander Onuaha said as she unbuckled from her chair and returned the salutes. She pushed her way effortlessly to the hatch, opened it and paused for a moment before turning to look back over her shoulder. "Oh. Since the training of your unit is our priority, you will not need to stand Alert duty. The other two flights will alternate as the Alert Flight. I expect every member of my crew to do their job, and they certainly do, but it still wouldn't hurt to show the other flights some appreciation." she suggested. "We'll be underway within the hour." she added and then pushed out through the hatch which closed behind her. After a moment or two the Mercurian waved a hand and took the initiative to break the ice. "So, hey. I'm Natasha Moore. They call me Buster. I'm a Herc pilot for The Mercurian Merchant Guild. I started as a fighter pilot, but I am certified in shuttles and almost anything else that burns too. Anyways, the Guild has been switching over to the new Hercs, so I switched over too in order to keep my job and membership in The Guild. The Guild does not really have ranks quite the same way you guys do though, since it's a merchant guild, not a military. My rank, if you want to call it that, is just 'Pilot' because I am usually one of two Herc pilots on a Guild ship. We guard Guild vessels and help with the loading and unloading of cargo. I've seen my fair share of combat with pirates though, so I'm far from green. And this is my tech, Sita." the dark-haired Mercurian said as she motioned over to the woman of obvious Indian descent in worn, coveralls. "My Herc's no tank or anything, and not dripping in weapons, but she's plenty fast and I'm a pretty good shot with that massdriver rifle. We brought spare parts, plenty of ammo and some other goodies, so we should be good to go." Pilot Moore mused.
  9. Rachel just waved when she was introduced, showing off her seemingly crudely constructed cybernetic arm, as she listened to the briefing she concluded two things. One the Ghost sounded like it could become a large paperweight planetside, and two that she didn't have any questions. Satisfied with this she just waited and scratched her mechanical hand, phantom itch still plaguing her.
  10. The pilots and their Head Techs more filled the briefing room, found their seats and waited a minute or so before Commander Onuaha arrived. She maneuvered quite gracefully in Zero-G, a benefit of such a long career serving on various Jovian vessels, and took her seat. She took a moment to pull up some information on her station and then got right down to business. "Welcome aboard the JSS Resolute. I am her Captain, Commander Onuaha. You have all been selected by your respective armed forces to be the first to serve in this unprecedented Joint Training Unit. Though some join training has taken place before between some of our armed forces, never has so many of the Solar Nations been represented in a single unit such as this. Though this joint training will be taking place as pirate busting patrols and other similar activities, let's face it. You all know, or at least have an idea, of why you are here. Each of our respective nations were offered entry into the CEGA. And each of our respective nations refused. Judging by the intelligence reports about the CEGA's recent military build-up, it looks like another round of 'invitations' may be coming, but this time at the end of a railgun. So the rest of the Solar Nations decided that a joint unit would be formed so all parties involved could cross-train, gain some combat experience and foster mutual cooperation and support among the rest of the Solar System if, or more likely when, the CEGA decides to get rough. You are that unit. If things go well, this will be the first of many units such as this to help us prepare for the unfortunate likelihood of war with the CEGA. And to prepare for that, we have a bit of help. This is Spc Carpenter," the Commander said as she motioned to him. "and that's his Pathfinder Strike in the Exo-Bay. He was a freedom fighter on Earth. It seems that things are not quite as 'unified' on Earth as the CEGA claims. He infiltrated the CEGA and was trained as a Exo-Armor pilot, so he has some insights and understanding for CEGA tactics, thinking and procedures. This unit is the brainchild of the Jovian Confederation, and since we have the experience and military vessels to best carry out the mission, the JAF has the lead on this. Lt. Summers," she said, gesturing to the pale-haired woman, "is the unit commander and that's her Pathfinder Command in the bay. Next to her is the unit's Retalliator pilot, Lt. Mercer." Even the Mercurians and the Guild are on board with this, despite the fact that they have no formal military. That should give you an idea of how seriously they take the situation. So to avoid CEGA interference, our Mercurian friends covertly transported the rest of you here along with their own exo-pilot Moore and her Hercules. If CEGA aggression begins, it is most likely to kick off on Mars, with the help of their Martian Federation buddies. The Martian Free Republic Rangers are masters of planetside combat and renown for doing a lot with very little. They have sent Ranger Hayes along her Defender. Venus is even on board. To that end they have sent 'Shoi', or 2nd Lt, Date and their prototype Ghost Exo-Armor. This unit will also truly field test the Ghost, so I am sure you all want to know what you can expect from it since you'll all be working along side it. This is Dr. Eisenfaust, the Lead Tech on the Ghost project. I'll let her fill you in on it. Doctor?" Dr. Eisenfaust nodded to Commander Onuaha and then looked over the assembled pilots and techs for a moment before she began. "I am sure it is well known that the VDF, despite being well funded, is short on Exo-Pilots. That being the case, the idea was to design an Exo-Armor that would offer excellent survivability. This would be achieved not only by the advanced armor, but also it's weapons loadout and additional systems. The reslt is the VEAM-01X Ghost. It stands at a height of 15.8 meters and weights in at 48.1 tons with a standard, linear frame control system. As field testing progresses, the loadout may change, but here is a rundown as it is currently equipped." Dr. Eisenfaust explained with just the slightest hint of a German accent. She slid a small drive into the tabletop console and pressed a few buttons, causing the display to project an image of the Ghost. "To increase operational range, all ranged armament consists of variable beam weapons, avoiding the need to re-arm with missiles or ammo. The primary weapon system is a Variable Beam Cannon. In standard firing mode, the weapon is roughly equivalent to the Jovian Optics 652A Particle Cannon found on the standard Pathfinder. To provide extra punch often provided by missiles, the weapon also possesses a secondary firing mode in which the beam is supercharged, resulting it an approximate 50% increase to both range and output. The power draw is significant though, so the cannon is fitted with a supplementary, pre-charged capacitor cell that can only provide enough additional power for a handful shots in secondary firing mode. In addition to the Variable Particle Cannon, the Ghost is equipped with a Laser Defense System inspired by the ACDLS of the CEGA Syreen. For offense the LDS can fire as a pulse laser, while for defense the LDS can function as an anti-missile system. Due to the lack of free space within the torso of the exo-armor, the LDS is housed in an external weapons pod attached to the shoulder of the Ghost. For close combat the Ghost is equipped with a powerful pincer claw, in place of the left hand manipulator. This removed the need for ammo or fuel, such as with massdrivers and plasma lances, and keeps the weapon always at the ready instead of needing to be drawn and readied like a plasma lance or the vibo-knives found on some Wyvern models. Dual claws were considered, but the right hand manipulator was retained to allow for the addition of supplementary hand-held weapons as well as a variety of other uses. Much like many of the current Jovian designs, the Ghost is equipped with an additional thruster pack and maneuver verniers, complete with supplementary reaction mass tanks for extender range, speed and maneuverability in Zero-G environments. The pack can be removed via explosive bolts to decrease mass or in case of emergency. For armor protection the Ghost is currently equipped with full Reinforced Mesh "Alpha" armor over all locations. Field testing will determine if the extra protection, and corresponding cost, of the cutting edge armor is required, or if it can be limited to a few key areas, such as the torso. The Ghost was so named as from inception the exo-armor was designed with an eye to stealth as an extra layer of defense and survivability. It possesses both passive and active stealth systems, such as cooled and baffled exhaust, shielded electronics to minimize the EM field, tight beam communications to avoid detection and interception, and radar absorbing materials and coatings. These systems should the Ghost extremely difficult to detect and track with any form of sensors, including recon systems, hence the name 'Ghost'. Despite it's name though, the Ghost's stealth systems do nothing to counter visual detection, though it's stealth systems should have a significant enough advantage to drastically increase survivability and make up for the smaller VDF Exo-Armor Corps against a numerically superior enemy. As I stated, the loadout and systems may change as testing progresses." Dr. Eisenfaust finished as the image vanished. "So there you go." Commander Onuaha said as she looked over the assembled pilots and techs. "Normally you would all spend the next few months in the sim pods, but this program is on the fast track so sims are not a luxury of time we really have. We are starting a patrol of the Belt. With luck we find some pirates and get you some combat time with a real, though manageable foe. Take some time to get familiar with each other, your techs and the ship. We will begin training operations in the morning, starting with catapult launches. "Any questions?" the Commander asked, preparing to dismiss the room.
  11. Ja I am ready to post, and do Mech stuff. Oh I'm not playing a german
  12. my posting will probably be slower or in spurts but i'm willing to give her a go again if y'all dont mind me being slower than i usually am at getting posts out
  13. CarlosBeLoLo

    Jovian Chronicles - OOC

    I'm in, glad to be playing again
  14. I'm up. I refuse to give up till I get to punch someone in the face with a Rocket.
  15. I am looking as getting the ball rolling again. Carlos is back and has actually specifically asked me to do so. I would like to just keep going from where it left off, but that depends a bit on who all is still on board. Otherwise I can start over with a slightly different/expedited setup. So who from the original players are still in? Please let me know. Also, this is likely a chance for new players to join as well. If anybody new has any interest, please let me know.. Thanks!
  16. Eva was in, a little bit of shock as she reached the briefing room, she hadn't spent much time on carriers before and this one was quite interesting. Well at least to her, she assumed the Jovian pilots saw this as rather mediocre or something. However she was quite impressed, so as she waited in the briefing room she did her best to calm down her energy levels and seem. Professional.
  17. It was one of the rare quiet moments since their departure. All three exo-pilots of her flight were in the wardroom at the same time. She was at a table going over maintenance reports, it truely sucked not having an office of her own. The other two, Mercer and Carpenter, were sitting together playing a game to pass the time. Blake picked up her drinking bulb of coffee and looked over at them as she took a big pull. She had been riding them pretty hard with simulator time and other things designed to bring out weaknesses and to be honest she hadn't found many. Aside from Carpenters inept ability to maneuver in a zero-g environment without mechanical aid, he was a decent pilot and had the potential to be a great one. Mercer was as good here as he had been back at flight training. She just hoped that the rest of the unit was at least as good, All of them looked up when the Captains' voice came over the speaker. After Blake stood. "Alright, you guys heard the Boss. let's square up in here and get to the briefing room."
  18. - - JSS Resolute - - "I will leave you to get acquainted." The Commander said as she unbuckled from her seat. With ease she pushed off for the hatch and stopped as t opened. "Though we will be leaving port shortly." she reminded before exiting. It was indeed not long after that the ship left the station and warnings echoed over the ship, indicating that its plasma drive was preparing to burn. The acceleration was welcomed by Dash, as it simulated gravity within the ship and made movement and other tasks much more easy and familiar for him. Over the next few weeks the Resolute made its way toward the Belt, giving those of the new unit some time to get to know one another and go over some basics, all lead by Lt. Summers. Finally, after several weeks the warnings sounded again, signaling the beginning of a breaking maneuver. The plasma drive disengaged and ship made a 180 degree spin as it traveled, causing a brief period of weightlessness until it finished the turn and the plasma drive engaged once again, causing the ship to break and once again simulate gravity until it came to a complete stop and weightlessness returned. "We have arrived at the rendezvous with the Mercurian vessel. The transfer of personnel and material will begin shortly. Lieutenant Summers, collect the rest of your unit and report to the briefing room." Commander Onuaha's voice directed over the ship's PA system. - - MGS Silver Strand - - Due to the length of the trip, and that fact that the ship was a cargo hauler and not really a passenger liner, their few passengers would be spending the trip in cold sleep to minimize the resources needed and to spare them the boredom and possible cabin fever of a several week long trip. At each stop the Mercurians transferred over their passengers by shuttle and used the dual Hercules exo-armors to move and secure the large cargo containers containing their exos and equipment. In zero G the Mercurians seemed almost angelic, moving with speed, grace and ease as they went about their work. They guided the passengers to their sleep pods and oversaw the process, something they were very familiar with. One by one each passenger faded from consciousness... Gradually the darkness faded as eyes blinked open. The cold room was dimly lit to deal with the brief light sensitivity after week of cold sleep. In the center of the room floated one of the Mercurian crew with a small smile. "Waky, waky. We're here at the rendezvous with the Resolute. We let you sleep through the breaking maneuver to spare you from it. Those who've been born and raised planetside can find it a little hard on the stomach the first time, especially right out cold sleep." a crewman said as an announcement to the room. "Wake up, and get dressed. We are beginning the transfer of your cargo in a few minutes. We have some water pouches here for you. We do not advise eating or drinking anything else for an hour. The cryo drugs leave you a little queasy for a short time. Water is fine right now, but sip it. Don't chug. A blob of vomit floating around in zero G is not a pleasant sight, nor easy for you to clean up." he added. Over the next several minutes people shook cobwebs from their minds as they woke up and struggled somewhat to get dressed in zero G. The lack of gravity was rather unfamiliar to them making the simplest of tasks more difficult. Eventually though both exo-pilots and the Venusian tech crew got dressed with the techs meeting up with a Mercurian tech and making their way to the shuttle while the pilots donned spacesuits and were guided to the cargo containers with their individual exos. Over the next hour or so the Defender, Ghost and Hercules exo-armors were each docked in their individual bays on the Resolute, while the remaining Hercules transferred over the containers of parts, ammo and other gear. At the same time the small shuttle delivered the various techs to the Resolute where the techs were guided to the briefing room. As each pilot exited their exo-armor a member of the deck crew met them and guided them over to the briefing room directly across from the exo bay. One by one they arrived in the briefing room, though those born planetside had a little more difficulty making the trip with the unfamiliar lack of gravity. The Jovian crew was helpful though, if slightly amused.
  19. Dash gave Mercer something of an expressively skeptical look. "That's a rather difficult thing to just answer, Lieutenant." traces of the CEGA's iron-clad formality leaking back into his voice. "But I think the best starting point is to answer your question with another question: how do you handle living with all this?!" Dash 's hands jabbed in a general indication. "All the intermittent periods of 0G! It's not so much an issue of solid ground as solid gravity. Granted, if I had been Navy, I likely wouldn't have that trouble by now. Beyond that? Fresh air, food, water. I felt the difference barely a day onto the departure voyage off-Earth."
  20. Rachel just chuckled as she heard about the assignment, her day was just getting better and better. She had a few questions, but her primary one was. Why her, what'd she do to deserve getting sent to a Multi-National unit... Nothing came to memory, but she figured the Rangers wanted someone tough as nails there. So she kept her mouth shut, waited for dismissal, saluted and went to get civilian so that the dirty Feddies wouldn't know what she was up to.
  21. Garrett had to bite back a groan at the response. He was having flashbacks to his training. But then, she was just coming out of being an instructor so it wasn't entirely surprising. It would probably take her a while to ease up and remember that everyone here was an officer already. Not a wayward student to be chastised and directed. He could see that having poor responses from the Martian, at least. Or maybe that was supposed to be humour? Hard to tell. As a rule, the flight instructors had none. But maybe hers could just have pulled double duty as sandpaper? Either way, a small smile crossing his features before answering commenting. "Perhaps a little hard out the door, Ma'am. No point briefing till we've got everyone together." He turns to Dash. "I would ask after both, but that's just me. As the Commander and Lt. Summers have said, I'm Garrett, or Lt. Mercer. Looking forward to working with you." He smiles fully as a teasing note enters his tone. "Just if you must be sick, point it in the other direction, yeah?" He leans forward, a more curious expression on his features. "If I can ask, what was it like growing up Planetside? You may have never set foot off Earth before now, but I've never been on Terrestrial land before. It's been one ship or station after another as long as I've been about."
  22. "Mine wasn't a question, specialist. I was hoping you had a good trip because in a few days you may wish you were back there." She flicks her padd bringing up on the screen info on the exo armors. "We are going to be training hard as soon as the rest of the unit arrives, but a lot of that training is going to be OJT. We are going to be heading directly out on an active patrol of the belt, action is almost a certainty, so we need to be ready."
  23. Eva bit her tongue. She had something to say, however it would not be in her best interests to say it, instead she absentmindedly patted her datapad. She hoped to put her best foot forward as well, and generally was interested in the unit getting along, however the fact that they might all not be up to her standards was certainly something she'd have to work on. Especially with this MFR Ranger. So she stood up, gave a crisp salute and spoke. "Well, I believe that is everything Sir. I shall go and prepare myself for the trip"
  24. "Not really, no. Information is very limited at this time since this program is being rather rushed. The Mercurian pilot will be operating on the ship that will transport you and pick up the MFR Ranger. Being that this was the Jovians' idea, I would expect them take it quite seriously and put their best foot forward. Also, keep in mind that the armed forces of each nation has different SOP, so that may take some getting used to. Such as the Rangers having a much more loose structure and valuing initiative and adaptability. And the Mercurians do not even have actual armed forces. Their exo pilots are more or less security and protection for their shipping. So my guess is that it may take a little time for the unit to gel. The faster it does though, the better it will be for all parties." the Colonel explained.
  25. Eva nodded along with the lecture, taking some notes on her wrist mounted datapad before looking up and speaking "I will do all in my power not to let to council down and to learn what I can in combat Sir. However, I have one question... Are their dossiers of my officer peers in this unit? I would like to know all I can about them before I set foot on that ship" She then leaned back and straightened her blouse. She deserved this, she was the best at what she did, and her and her... Well Venus's Ghost would prove that.
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