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Folly of the Lost Ravens
Topic Started: Jun 1 2012, 04:43:28 PM (535 Views)
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OOC: And I should've put these quotes earlier...
"Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge."
Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Hamlet at III, ii), William Shakespere

"Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?"
Friedrich Nietzsche

Somewhere in the East Pacific
01:45 EPT

"WARNING. WARNING. CODE HARRY. CODE HARRY. BRAVO LOCKDOWN INITIATED. BRAVO LOCKDOWN INITIATED. ALL PERSONNEL EVACUATED IMMEDIATELY. ALL PERSONNEL EVACUATED IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. WARNING. WARNING. CODE HARRY. CODE HARRY..."

The automated messages continued to echo as several technicians and soldiers ran towards a set of large blast doors. One of the soldiers hit the break glass switch to force the doors shut. The doors slammed with a thunderous boom.
"Will that door hold?" asked a nervous scientist.
"No idea. Keep moving," the soldier replied, "Get any one still alive out now on the evac chopper. Call J-COS and tell them what has happened."
"Right...I'll let them kno..."

A loud thud from the other side of the door interrupted them. The soldier nodded in acknowledgement at his colleagues.
"Go. Now!"
The scientist scarpered off out an exit and slammed it shut. The soldiers then readied their firearms.
"We are probably not going to make it out alive, but I want everyone else to. Understood men?"
The other soldiers nodded and readied themselves as the thuds got louder, eventually causing cracks to appear in the blast door...
Colonel Jackson got the call sometime around 3AM. Whatever it was, it was urgent. Urgent enough to warrant him being woken up at a crazy time, along with 5 other senior officers. The murmuring amongst themselves only ceased when the most senior members of the Dannistrian Militaries Joint-Chiefs of Staff appeared from a door in the opposite end of the long meeting room. The wizen old generals made their way to their seats at the top end of the table before asking everyone else to sit.

"Good Morning ladies and gentlemen. We apologise for waking you up at this ungodly hour. However, we have received word of something that has gone terribly wrong..."
"Doesn't it always in this military outfit?" a female Brigadier muttered.
"...we trust that whatever is discussed here will stay in this room unless we say otherwise. If you are not comfortable with this, you may leave until we summon you again."
"Oh! One of those assignments again! Well, count me out!" the Brigadier said as she stormed out the room. Two other officers also showed discomfort and left. This left only Colonel Jackson and one nondescript Naval Lieutenant.
"Lieutenant Pou'nehs, Colonel Jackson, we are glad to see that you both can be relied on as usual."
"Always sir," Jackson replied. Pou'nehs only nodded in acknowledgement.
"Very well. Corporal, the lights please!"

An unseen assistant dimmed the lights in the room and clicked on a projector, showing a map of the most northerly tip of the Hal'vii islands.
"At around 01:55 hours EPT, a distress call was sent out from one of our special research facilities, the Nordu Hallton Garrison. The distress call indicated that one of the experiments, Project Lodge, had malfunctioned and compromised the integrity of the facility. Around 02:15 hours, we were informed that of 500 personnel, only 190 were still alive at that point and trying to escape. As of 03:09 hours, we have heard no further contact. A response team has been sent from South Hal'vii to isolate and quarantine as appropriate. The only other message we have received is a repeated automated beacon warning of a Code Harry incident. This shut down around 02:30 due to unknown reasons."

Colonel Jackson rolled his eyes.
"I assume that you cannot reveal the nature of Project Lodge?"
"Not of this moment. Suffice to say, the project is the direct responsibility of MID and they requested we do not divulge anything further until you can affirm resources for some assistance."
"MID? Internal Affairs? What are they doing at Nordu Hallton? Isn't it normally DISOC that does things there?"
"Again, we cannot comment. What we can say is that DISOC is concerned as you are and will be providing assistance as well."

An attaché appeared and whispered to the generals before handing some papers. The generals nodded and dismissed him.
"According to our contacts, we can say it is to do with a new Armored Core prototype that was in testing. Although we are unsure as to the nature of MID's involvement."
Jackson nodded.
"Will we be letting our Drakken colleagues know, given that it involves AC techology?"
"We are already letting them know. They have a right to any knowledge that could potentially affect their operations."
"I see..."

Jackson paused before writing down some notes. Then he nodded at the generals.
"What do you need, sirs?"
"We would like you to prepare a team to send over to the Hal'vii islands to deal with the incident, with the support of DISOC. We are aware from previous incidents, such as with Project Last Star, that you can deal with this discretely and efficiently."
"I know of some personnel I can ask sirs. I will go speak to them and see if they can help."
"Thank you Colonel. Lieutenant. We asked you here as part of the standard Code Harry response procedures. Can we count on your discrete response as well?"
"Yes sirs. Naval Task Force 3 is ready to move out on your orders with any personnel you need transported."
"Thank you Lieutenant. We reconvene in 05:00 hours to discuss the situation more. Have any resources you need ready and we'll move into action soon. Dismissed..."
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"Corporal Forr'sith?" the assistant peered around the door into Kah'lad's office.
"Yes?" Kah'lad looked up from his computer monitor.
"Colonel Jackson is here to see you."
Kah'lad smiled and nodded.
"Send him in."

As Jackson walked in, Kah'lad stood up and saluted his de facto mentor. Jackson returned the salute and smiled.
"Good to see you Corporal. Those headaches finally in check?"
"And you too sir. The headaches? Just about. Still have the odd relapse, but a lot better now. An improvement over the old days, where that noise would overwhelm me to the point that that it triggers off PTSD attacks. The medication and meditation helps too."
"Glad to hear that Corporal."
Kah'lad offered Jackson a seat. After he settled in, Kah'lad then raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Usually when you are here these days, there is a problem you need sorting out."
"I'll understand if you don't want to help, given previous incidents," Jackson said solemnly, "However I can't say much at this time..."

Kah'lad held up a hand to silence Jackson.
"Permission to speak freely sir?"
"Granted."
"I'm used to all manner of crazy things going on by now. I take it in my stride at this point. Just tell me what you are allowed to say, sir, and I will help however I can."
Jackson smiled.
"Thank you Kah'lad. I know it's hard on you but I, and the rest of the Dannistrian Army, appreciate your assistance."
"No need to thank me. I would rather you asked me than someone else who, if you pardon the language sir, screw up royally."
"We still appreciate it though, Kah'lad."

Jackson indicated he would prefer the office door closed for privacy. Kah'lad did so and Jackson explained what he could say about the secret research base and the distress signals. Kah'lad listen, bemused at the current incident.
"Nordu Hallton is a Section 9 spooks facility. Why are Internal Affairs there and why are they playing around with forbidden fruit for once? I didn't think they had the remit. Or the budget for that matter."
"Even within our own military, we seem to have enemies and secrets," Jackson nodded, "That is all J-COS is letting on so far."

Kah'lad nodded and murmured in thought.
"I'll call an old friend and see if he might be interested in helping."
Kah'lad grabbed the office phone and pressed the button for the secure operator.
"Joint Military Switchboard," the operator announced cheerily, "Please state your rank, name and service."
"Corporal Kah'lad Forr'sith, Army."
"And your department and ID number please?"
"Armored Core Unit Joint Training Facility, 'Raven's Nest', ID-855199/Zulu."
"Thank you Corporal. And where would you like to direct the call?"
"Captain Friedrick von Richthofen, Drakken personnel who is also part of the Armored Core Unit Joint Training Facility. I do have his personal number but I would like you to locate him via the secure line if at all possible. Please indicate it's important."
"One moment Corporal."

The phone line then clicked several time before it started ringing. An automated message continuously repeated that the line was secure and for military business use only. Kah'lad waited for the line to be picked up...
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OOC: This prototype of mine is just a regular AC, maxed out for speed and maneuverability (sometimes R&D is lackluster...).

Wunderweapon R&D Lab 2 - Northern Drakkengard (formely AquinasNet)

Miles away from any settlement of relevant size, this heavily reinforced facility puts the magic freaks filled wasteland to good use by testing against it the innovations created by drakkengard scientists.

In the skies an lightweight AC breaks the sound barrier with its overboost and then performs some loops and turns much more adequated to fighter jets than to the giant humanoid form attempting them...

Moments later, the sleek AC (OOC: Looks like the Type Stasis from AC For Answer) is landed within the compound, with a young white-haired man climbing down from it grumbling on its comset:

"Forget it Ai, All the thrust in Christendom couldn’t turn an AC into a fighter!"

"Stop being so pessimistic darling. Most fighter-bomber couldn´t match what you just did out there..." answer a gorgeous asian woman with an uniform made for someone with less curves...

"Fighter-bombers aren´t fighters, and neither is this. I´m a Raven, not an aerojock. And stop calling me darling, this is work..."

"First you use now you throw away... I expected better from you Friedrick!" says a smiling Ai just loud enough to get giggles from her co-workers as well...

"I didn´t mean..." Starts a blushing Friedrick that after looking Ai´s grin, mumbles "Oh, forget it..." and goes to his room to get a shower.

When he was starting to relax, he hears from base comm: "Major Ai, Captain Friedrick. Report to the Colonel office immediately."

With a resignated look, he gets out of the bath and starts to suit up...

When he gets there, Ai and Colonel Müller are already awaiting for him.

"Have a sit, captain. I just received a call from our diplomatic corps. It appears that a situation in the Hal'vii islands might warrant our attention. And i expect both of you to work on it. You are dismissed from other duties until this is solved. Now go pack your stuff, a Dannistriann liaison shall contact you soon with further instructions."



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Kah'lad nodded to Jackson as he waited patiently.
"The Drakken staff on the other end advised that they are trying to get a hold of Friedrick now and will get back to me shortly."
"Good. In the meantime, do you have any ideas on what you would like for resources?"
"I've got a few names of promising staff I would like to bring with me. I am also interested in using the new 'Edinburgh' Type 2012 AC that is about to go into production."
"The Type 2012? That might be hard. I'll see if I can get one of the prototypes ready to deploy though."
"I'd appreciate it, sir. I think it might be a good match with the improved cold weather capabilities. I don't want to risk using the version 5 Ne'valu prototype. Not after seeing the version 2 model almost getting trashed."
"I understand. However, would you be open to using it in case the situation turns out to be more serious?"
"I'd rather rely on tried and tested things like the old Type 5B B'ani'r-daah class AC's than that crazy engineers plaything, to be honest with you."
"Fair enough..."

Kah'lad waited some more, then spoke again.
"Yes, can you let me speak to either Captain von Richthoffen, or any of his handlers ASAP please?"
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After leaving the office Ai and Friedrick return to their rooms and, after packing their luggage, a few enlisted take those to a transport being readied.

While they wait besides the airplane, Friedrick says:

"Its just my impression or we just got booted outta here?"

"Ejected is more honest, dear. Ace as you are, the boss here was fed up with your daily complaints."

"But this AC is a cra..."

"Enough, Friedrick. You´re just mad because they saddled you with a lightweight..."

As Friedrick blushed, she gives him a quick kiss in the cheek, taking him to a new shade of red and continues "...but i´m very happy with you as you just got us out of this hellhole. The sonicboom still is your designated AC though."

"What!"

"Field testing, field testing."

Then a young lady carrying a mobile com-set get near them and say:

"Major Ai, there is a Dannistriann soldier on the secure line asking for Friedrick or one of his handlers..."

"I´d call myself a tamer..." Says Ai grinning, as Friedrick giving him an annoyed look "...but i´ll get the call"

"Major Ai Jing, Captain Friedrick von Richthofen handler, reporting." she says to the com-set.
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"Major Jing? It's Corporal Forr'sith. We have a situation and I was hoping you and Captain von Richthofen, being good friends and colleagues, may be able to help."

Kah'lad looked quickly through his notes.
"Basically, another situation has arisen in the Hal'vii islands. From what details I am allowed to reveal so far, one of our more secretive departments has been playing around with a prototype Armored Core unit which seems to have malfunctioned. I've been asked by the Joint-Chiefs of Staff in the Dannistrian Military to assemble a team to be sent to the Hal'vii islands to deal with the situation. I was hoping you both may be available again. If you are unavailable, I will understand. If however you are willing to provide assistance, I will arrange for a priority transport for you both, plus any equipment you wish to take, over to Dannistaan to the Raven's Nest Joint Training Camp to discuss this further. If you have any concerns, we have the Drakken military liason officer on the other line as well if you need to arrange anything with them."

Kah'lad paused before continuing.
"I haven't been made privy to all the details of the malfunctioning AC yet. J-COS will only give us more details if we commit to the mission, mostly for security reasons. It is likely it will be a dangerous mission, like the last incident Captain von Richthofen helped me resolve there. But I would appreciate it greatly if you can help."
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