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  1. SmugglersDawn Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Feb 21, 2006
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    Name: Master Sgt. Aaron
    Age: 34
    World of origin: Earth: New York City
    Affiliation: HAMF Military
    Appearance:
    -Height: 6'1
    -Weight: 189 lbs
    -Eye colour: One Brown and the other Ice Blue
    -Hair colour: Brown and Shaggy
    -Special marks: Many long scars mar his chest and back plus a bullet wound in his chest by his left breast and another in his right leg.
    Weapons: HAMF AK567D Standard Assault Rifle with a belly mounted grenade launcher and a 10x magnification scope rather then the standard 3.5x. Plus a backup 45 Cal. Pistol and Combat Knife.
    Brief Bio: Born in New York to a drunken mom and a non-existant father from a young Aaron had to learn to surive on his own. He had a keen understanding of distances and was a born marksmen. At the age of 13 Aaron fell in love with a girl named Kylie. Due to his extreme devotion to her he stayed off of drugs the things that killed his brothers.

    At the age of 17 Aaron's mom was shot by a local drug dealer. At the same age Kylie started dating Aaron's rival John. John and Aaron from there waged a silent war, John came out on top. Him and Kylie moved to a rich area on Mars. With nothing left to live for Aaron considered suicide but then decided on vengeance on the people who messed up his life. First the Drug Dealer who Aaron tracked down and discovered it was his dad who killed his mom. Aaron killed his dad with a Sniper Rifle he made with his own 2 hands. Next on to the other druggies who screwed up his brothers. Eventually after taking care of everyone but John he moved to Mars to finish the job.

    After about a month on Mars Aaron tracked them down and moved to the house next to them which was suprisingly vacant. On the night of his final vengeance Aaron snuck in and cornered John. Aaron withdrew his knife and was about to strike when Kylie stepped in. She begged him not to hurt him. That
    one distraction afforded John the time to club Aaron over his head. Aaron awoke in prisom with no clue what to do. He decided he was going to break out and change his name, then join the HAMF. Him and a group of others who were just as clever as Aaron started a riot and slipped out unnoticied. Each of them took a ship and bid each other farewell and good luck in their endeavors. Aaron sucessfully created a fake I.D and was now known as Jake. He got into HAMF no problem. During boot camp Aaron excelled in all areas except for the academic portion. They put him in remedial classes and asigned him to a post in Dallas Texas. At the Dallas Military Base, a riot ensued among the workers there. Aaron being the only "Loyalist" there was attacked. With the agression born of his childhood Aaron fended them off. It was about 20 on 1 since many of the others were on leave. Seeing they had no hope of winning the ursurpers surrendered. Aaron was granted the rank of Sgt. Major for his heroic actions. The only other thing he asked of them was clemency for one day. They readily agreed.

    That day Aaron confessed to his identity. Ever since then Aaron has been well respected if not a bit feared for his actions.
  2. SmugglersDawn Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Feb 21, 2006
    OOC: I forgot to mention that Aaron's ice blue eye is cybernetic he lost it in the uprising he quelled.

    P.S should have my opening either 2nite or 2morrow
  3. Sanctimoniously Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Dec 28, 2005
    star 5
    Very nice character background there.
  4. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    ooc: I will have my opening up in about half and hour hopfully. Sorry for the delay
  5. SmugglersDawn Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Feb 21, 2006
    IC: Master Sgt. Aaron, Location: Iris II

    Aaron shouldered his Assault Rifle and aimed towards the large dummy of a man. He fired 3 times, the armor piercing rounds tore the head of the dummy apart. Then he switched the marker to 3 shot bursts and fired again this time only twice. Once again the rounds tore through the dummy pieces of straw flew every which way. Then he fired the underslung grenade laucher this obliterated the dummy a piece of wood from the post it was on flew towards Aaron's head. He caught it as if it was lobbed at him, good his reflex implant was working finely.

    Then he took 5 throwing knives from a nearby table and one after another buried them up to their haft on the unfortunate dummy from a distance of 150 feet. He was pretty it was a new record but he didn't have time to report it, for at that moment his PDA vibrated from within his fatigue's breast pocket. He withdrew it and saw he had a message from command.

    Date: 1 May 2222; 1419 hours Earth time
    From: General of the Armies Geoffrey Marks, HAMF HighComm
    To: ALL UAC and HAMF Starfleet commands
    Encryption: Beta (DECRYPTION: "The honour of your presence.")
    Subject: Updated Fleet Deployments; Colonization Efforts

    With humanity now spread across this slice of galaxy, the mighty Starfleets of the HAMF and UAC find themselves hard-pressed to protect the human race. After many reviews and inquiries, it has been determined that our current tactics are insufficient for whatever threat may be out there. Therefore, HAMF HighComm and the UAC Board of Directors have agreed on a tactical discussion for ALL HAMF and UAC Starfleet commands. This meeting will outline new fleet deployments and battle tactics to meet the latest identified galactic threats near the newest human-colonized planets. The colonization efforts will also be discussed.

    The meeting will take place at the repair/refit station Wellness, to point 2.81863, declination -1.0002. Commands in the Outer Fringe: Altspace coordinates 3.052193211124 for a slingshot orbit around Mastering; the station will meet you. Meet in the Arbouretum of the destroyer Divine Intervention no later than 1500 hours. Security and refreshments will be provided.

    //end message

    He wasn't sure why Fleet Command would want him since he was ground but he didn't question orders he followed them, he grabbed his beat up hover-car and put-putted his way to the nearest space station. As he went on his way he phoned ahead to the station, he had a friend who worked there, Aaron was pretty sure he could secure him a place in line on the next public transport to Wellness. Sure enough he could and Aaron arrived just in time, he grabbed his seat and sat down. It would be a medium length trip so Aaron and the rest were put into cryogenic sleep. The last thought Aaron had before the darkness overtook him was of Kylie's smiling face during her time in High School.

  6. BLemelisk Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 19, 2003
    star 4
    OOC: I will have a post up hopefully tomorrow. But consider me at the gathering and anyone feel free to TAG me.

    Lem
  7. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    IC: Maya Yubari

    Maya was sitting silently in her office when she got the message. The calmness of the infinate space that she could see out her window was interupted by a high pitched beeping. She leaned sideways and grabbed her PDA.

    INTERFLEET MESSAGE--ALPHA PRIORITY

    Date: 1 May 2222; 1419 hours Earth time
    From: General of the Armies Geoffrey Marks, HAMF HighComm
    To: ALL UAC and HAMF Starfleet commands
    Encryption: Beta (DECRYPTION: "The honour of your presence.")
    Subject: Updated Fleet Deployments; Colonization Efforts

    With humanity now spread across this slice of galaxy, the mighty Starfleets of the HAMF and UAC find themselves hard-pressed to protect the human race. After many reviews and inquiries, it has been determined that our current tactics are insufficient for whatever threat may be out there. Therefore, HAMF HighComm and the UAC Board of Directors have agreed on a tactical discussion for ALL HAMF and UAC Starfleet commands. This meeting will outline new fleet deployments and battle tactics to meet the latest identified galactic threats near the newest human-colonized planets. The colonization efforts will also be discussed.

    The meeting will take place at the repair/refit station Wellness, to point 2.81863, declination -1.0002. Commands in the Outer Fringe: Altspace coordinates 3.052193211124 for a slingshot orbit around Mastering; the station will meet you. Meet in the Arbouretum of the destroyer Divine Intervention no later than 1500 hours. Security and refreshments will be provided.

    //end message


    Maya read it twice as she always did and placed it back on the table. Growning she pulled herself out of the chair and picked up her phone.
    "Hey, Matt. Ready my shuttle, i need to get to.... um. Just near Mastering it think." She said struggling to remember the message. It was far too early for her.
    "Okay, thats a long trip, i think on the way you should get some sleep." The voice at the other end said with perfect clarity. It seemed that everyone else on the station could get up with a moments notice... just not her.




    "This is shuttle Kusari V from space station Kusari requesting persmission to dock. Governor Yubari is onboard." The pilot said across the comm-ray to the Wellness as they dropped out of Alt-Space. At that time Maya stepped out of the cabin in her black uniform and her hair tied back in a bun with elaborate chopsticks protruding from the hair.

    tag: everyone
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  8. BLemelisk Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 19, 2003
    star 4
    IC: Ashton Cancello
    Aboard UAC Semean-class vessel, Santia La Furne, Deep Space

    Nothing, splendid.

    That was all Cancello could think while staring out the viewport of his prized vessel's bridge. Endless stars laid out before him with endless possibilities orbiting each. Having been captain of the Furne for a year now, he still had that adventurous spirit in him, which was partially why the UAC Command had seen fit to station he and his vessel along the borders of known space as a member of Picket Fleet Alpha - the first line of defense of the UAC homeworlds.

    He smiled as one of his aides brought him a cup of hot tea, an essential for him at this early-morning hour, and sipped it as he was also brought a sheet of paper with a recent communique printed on it.

    INTERFLEET MESSAGE--ALPHA PRIORITY

    Date: 1 May 2222; 1419 hours Earth time
    From: General of the Armies Geoffrey Marks, HAMF HighComm
    To: ALL UAC and HAMF Starfleet commands
    Encryption: Beta (DECRYPTION: "The honour of your presence.")
    Subject: Updated Fleet Deployments; Colonization Efforts

    With humanity now spread across this slice of galaxy, the mighty Starfleets of the HAMF and UAC find themselves hard-pressed to protect the human race. After many reviews and inquiries, it has been determined that our current tactics are insufficient for whatever threat may be out there. Therefore, HAMF HighComm and the UAC Board of Directors have agreed on a tactical discussion for ALL HAMF and UAC Starfleet commands. This meeting will outline new fleet deployments and battle tactics to meet the latest identified galactic threats near the newest human-colonized planets. The colonization efforts will also be discussed.

    The meeting will take place at the repair/refit station Wellness, to point 2.81863, declination -1.0002. Commands in the Outer Fringe: Altspace coordinates 3.052193211124 for a slingshot orbit around Mastering; the station will meet you. Meet in the Arbouretum of the destroyer Divine Intervention no later than 1500 hours. Security and refreshments will be provided.


    Handing the sheet back to his aide who quickly removed herself from his side, Captain Cancello called out to the bridge crew.

    "Alright, have the coords recently sent here logged into the alt-space engines and get us moving, we've got a meeting to attend."

    Business as usual, probably he thought as his bridge rumbled to life readying the ship for the jump. A part of him expected it to be the same old type of meeting fleet officers were used to attending, but another part of him indicated this wouldn't be a cut and dry meeting. He would have to see what developed, hopefully something out of the ordinary.

    Gingerly sipping his tea, he watched out the windows as the ship leaped into alt-space bound for the rendezvous.


    Some time later, a dozing Cancello was awakened from a light sleep in his quarters by the beeping of his comm unit. He fumbled through his pockets for it while blinking sleep out of his eyes.

    "Cancello, report?"

    The first officer's voice crackled on the other end, "We're at the rendezvous, sir. I have a shuttle ready to take you to the Divine Intervention."

    "Very good, I'll head straight to the hangar."

    He stood and, replacing the comlink in his fleet officer's tunic, ran his fingers through his hair and checked that he was presentable in front of the cabin's mirror. Showtime, thought he.


    Around ten minutes later he entered the meeting room of the Divine Intervention, looking important and smelling slightly of some charming cologne he had recently purchased on his homeworld of Deflya.

    His gazed shifted to the scattered personnel throughout the room as he walked meaningly over to a waiter who held a tray of drinks.

    "Can I take one of those off your hands?" asked the Captain as he removed what appeared to be a red martini from the offered silver tray.

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  9. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    IC: Maya Yubari

    After saying hello to some friends on station Wellness Maya travelled to the Divine Intervetion on a smaller shuttle. She made her way quickly to the meeting room making notes on her way of the design floors in the shuttle. She stopped infront of the door and buttoned the top of her jecket up before stepping through into the large room. Not many people were here yet which pleased her, she hated having to greet many people at once. She noticed an officer take a Martini from a waiter and walked to get one herself.

    Faced with the choice of many drinks she chose after much consideration a glass of white wine from Pluto.
    "Forgive me if i'm wrong but you're Captin Cancello arn't you?" Maya said to the young looking captin. "Maya Yubari, pleased to meet you."

    tag: Lem
  10. JediKnight20043 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 18, 2004
    star 5
    IC: John Mandon

    The windows of the meeting room lit up as a fleet of Martinet class destroyers disengaged alt-space. The biggest ship in the middle of fleet was the legendary prototype Martinet MarkII Cruiser.

    ------------------------------------------


    John Mandon sat in his chair onlooking the glorious site of the space station and surrounding vessels.

    "Shall I prepare your shuttle," Mandon's second in command asked him.

    John sat there contemplating, "No, I think ill energise aboard."

    John open a commlink to the Divine Intervention and asked for co-ordinates within the ship to beam to. After this he was escorted to the beam room and was energise aboard.


    Luck would have it that he could energise right into the meeting room. John's figure suddenly appeared in the Arbouretum of the destroyer, shocking a few of the people nearest him.

    "Ah, excellent venue" John said smiling.


    TAG: Anyone




    OOC: Sorry that post isnt very cohesive.

    TAG: Anyone
  11. BLemelisk Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 19, 2003
    star 4
    IC: Ashton Cancello
    Divine Intervention's Arbouretum, Rendezvous Point

    Ashton was contented to stand for a while in silence and observe the people gathered, especially when one of the arrivals materialized in the middle of the atrium, out of thin air. However one of the more prestigious women there approached him, and he immediately diverted his attention from the fascinating transporter technology. He had seen the woman's face before, in some UAC op report no doubt, he just couldn't place her. As she drew alongside him, he filled his lungs with air and looked to her as she spoke.

    "Forgive me if I'm wrong but you're Captin Cancello aren't you? Maya Yubari, pleased to meet you."

    Knows me, huh. In actuality, he wasn't that surprised, as most of the fleet had heard of his tactical accomplishments via one form or another.

    Smiling at her, Cancello took in another sip of martini. She looked to be older than him, but he didn't expect by any large margin.

    "Yes," he offered his hand, "I feel as if we've met before. You're a kingpin the design division, no?"

    He hoped his guess was correct, as he never liked to make an awkward show of himself.


    TAG: Darth_Joesha, JediKnight20043
  12. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    ic: Maya Yubari

    "Thats right, I'm suprised you recognise me, half the people i meet expect me to be a oily tom-boy with grit under my fingernails and the other half.... well, they seem to think i'm a man." Maya said laughing slightly. She took a sip from her wine and looked back up to the Ashton. "If we have met i apologize for i don't remember. Although i find it unlikly that i would meet the legendery Ashton Cancello and not remember it!"

    tag: Lem
  13. Sanctimoniously Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Dec 28, 2005
    star 5
    He had his squad assembled (in order of rank), now all he had to do was wait for the ship to get to the RP. His three Purple Hearts and Medal of Valor tinkled against each other as the Tuscan Sun bounced through altspace. Outside, the whirl of colours and lightning that was altspace struggled to swallow the destroyer. It wasn't doing a good job.

    The First Lieutenant never liked his dress uniform. It always felt like it was made of starch. He was wearing the same clothes he was wearing when he'd been plucked out of vacation under the tight uniform. It didn't really help.

    As he watched, the whirl of colours dissolved into rows of neat lines, then into normal space, then into the tail end of the refit station. Wellness, along with all the other repair-refit stations of its kind, was a very long, slender pole with an engine. Running at full tilt, such a station could deal with sixty Martinet destroyers at a time.

    "Lieutenant, this is the Commander. We're going to dock with the station. Get your squad ready." the Commander boomed over the intercom.

    "Aye sir," Harrell muttered. "All right! We're getting off soon, so get some arms and get yourselves ready! We're going to be bricks with guns today!"
  14. SmugglersDawn Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Feb 21, 2006
    IC: Master Sgt. Aaron, Location: Space outside of Wellness

    Aaron awoke with a start as the cryogenic sleep was ended. He gathered his belongings and awaited the green light indictated they were cleared to leave. A ding sounded and the light flashed green. Aaron got up, turns out he was the only one going to there. At the entrance to the ship they had confiscated his weapon's so he had to stop by the customer service area on the ship to get them back. After they sucessfully scanned his reciept and did a retinal check he got his Rifle, Pistol, and Knife back.

    Happy that since he was military he didn't have to go through the mess of paperwork and red tape to get his stuff back Aaron then double timed it to the HAMF dubbed "Beamer" that would transport him to the Divine Intervention. As Aaron was about to step into the "Beamer" he remembered he had forgot his dress uniform, "****" Aaron thought it was probably lying in some military locker on Iris II. It didn't matter to much he was stationed there anyway, and Aaron's decorations were on his fatigue's so he thought he might suprise the HAMF and UAC fleet members with his dazzling amount of decorations. Aaron wasn't entirely fond of Fleet members, they thought it was their ships that won wars, when in truth (Aaron thought) it was the infantry that won wars.

    Aaron then stepped into the "Beamer" and ended up right outside the Arbouretum. Aaron's Bronze and Silver Stars shown proudly on his vest, along with his purple heart, and countless campaign ribbons for his efforts in just about every uprising since he had been in the military. Which was quite a few. Before Aaron entered he polished all his medals and straightend all his ribbons. Satisfied Aaron walked in and sat down, after sitting down Aaron put his weapon's under the table so he didn't look like a total idiot in comparison to all the nicely dressed Fleet officers.

    After he was comfortable Aaron called over a server who was serving beer. Aaron got one from him, then opened it, relaxed and watched the people mingle.

    Tag: Anyone who wants to interact with Aaron
  15. BLemelisk Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 19, 2003
    star 4
    IC: Ashton Cancello
    Divine Intervention's Arbouretum, Rendezvous Point

    "Thats right, I'm suprised you recognise me, half the people i meet expect me to be a oily tom-boy with grit under my fingernails and the other half.... well, they seem to think i'm a man."

    This uttered, Maya Yubari, broke into a chuckle. Cancello laughed along with her, pleased that she had a sense of humor. It had been far too long since he had spoken any great deal with someone who could keep him interested in that respect. He wasn't about to tell her such as he didn't feel it was befitting a fleet officer to express such feelings at a function like the one they attended at present.

    He was going to say something, but she beat him to it.

    "If we have met i apologize for i don't remember. Although i find it unlikly that i would meet the legendery Ashton Cancello and not remember it!"

    Legendary, thought Cancello, briefly allowing his ego entrance onto his mind's stage. Gathering himself once more without so much as the dash of an eyelid, he replied, "I trust, ma'am, you are speaking of Alton Cancello, the pirate fighter. I am a mere pencil-pusher at UAC Fleet Headquarters," he said with an exaggerated bow.

    Standing tall once more, Ashton allowed the corners of his mouth to curl discreetly, providing evidence of his tease.


    TAG: Darth_Joesha, Any at All, Yes You
  16. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    ic: Maya Yubari

    Maya grinned widely as Ashton bowed and shook her head. Letting out a small chuckle she looked to the floor and then back up into his eyes. "No i'm sure i mean Ashton! You're too modest! Well maybe your not that famous around generals and warriors but to artists you're a hero. Always believing, never giving up. To them you are far more than a captin in the border regions. In fact one of my space station's inhabitants is painting you, but the funny thing is he's never seen you or even a image of you!"

    tag: Lemy!
  17. DarthLaxon7 Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2005
    star 1
    GM Approved



    Name: Chris Colt
    Age: 24
    World of origin (if on Earth, list a more specific location): Boston,MA.USA,Earth
    Affiliation (UAC or HAMF military, UAC or HAMF fleet, civilian): HAMF Military
    Appearance:
    -Height: 6'1
    -Weight: 185
    -Eye colour: dark brown
    -Hair colour: dark brown
    -Special marks (like a scar): none
    Weapons: Standard assault rifle
    Brief Bio: A bit of a prankster,gets angry easily,focuses and buckles down when neccesary.
  18. DarthLaxon7 Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2005
    star 1
    IC:Chris Colt

    Chris layed down in prone position firing away at targets with his assault rifle at various targets.his right index finger pulled back and forth firing,the steaming shells ejecting onto the ground.Suddenly his PDA began vibrating on his thigh,he stopped shooting,set his rifle down and took his PDA out.Suddenly the screen flashed with brightness as it read:

    Date: 1 May 2222; 1419 hours Earth time
    From: General of the Armies Geoffrey Marks, HAMF HighComm
    To: ALL UAC and HAMF Starfleet commands
    Encryption: Beta (DECRYPTION: "The honour of your presence.")
    Subject: Updated Fleet Deployments; Colonization Efforts

    With humanity now spread across this slice of galaxy, the mighty Starfleets of the HAMF and UAC find themselves hard-pressed to protect the human race. After many reviews and inquiries, it has been determined that our current tactics are insufficient for whatever threat may be out there. Therefore, HAMF HighComm and the UAC Board of Directors have agreed on a tactical discussion for ALL HAMF and UAC Starfleet commands. This meeting will outline new fleet deployments and battle tactics to meet the latest identified galactic threats near the newest human-colonized planets. The colonization efforts will also be discussed.

    The meeting will take place at the repair/refit station Wellness, to point 2.81863, declination -1.0002. Commands in the Outer Fringe: Altspace coordinates 3.052193211124 for a slingshot orbit around Mastering; the station will meet you. Meet in the Arbouretum of the destroyer Divine Intervention no later than 1500 hours. Security and refreshments will be provided.

    //end message

    He read it and acknowledged his orders,he questioned them a bit but still obeyed,he stood up and headed for the closest shuttle station.

    OOC:yeah thats my post,its not too good cause my mom was yelling next to me,but im a bit confused on how to get there exactly(to the meeting i mean)[face_whistling]
  19. Sanctimoniously Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Dec 28, 2005
    star 5
    You can get there via military transport.
    _____________

    "All hands to Hangar A-12 immediately," a voice said over the comm. "The General of the Armies' ETA is five minutes."

    The Lieutenant brushed off his left shoulder and adjusted his hold on the assault rifle. He motioned for his squad to follow him. The Divine Intervention was standard-issue HAMF Martinet-class destroyer, with a little bit of luxury bolted on. They hadn't been to the ship's Arbouretum yet (it was near the ship's right "cheek"), but he was sure that everyone who was anybody in the HAMF and UAC Fleets was there. He noticed that the ship's tech crew and other assorted officers weren't in their dress uniforms, but they didn't have anything to do with this meeting. The Lieutenant wondered why his squad had anything to do with the meeting. He figured they wanted to look better...and using one of their best SPECOPS squads as a well-dressed security force would work.

    They made it to Hangar A-12 with two minutes to spare. The assembly brass already had an arrangement laid out. HAMF on the right side of the hangar, UAC on the other. The security forces picked for the meeting would line the corridor the General of the Armies and Board of Directors would walk down. Then, all the Fleet and miltary people would arrange via where they were stationed...and everyone was arranged by rank. That meant that the Lieutenant would stand closest to where the General's shuttle would land.

    Eventually, everyone who was supposed to be there had been properly arranged. The room was still buzzing with activity...until a sleek, silver shuttle flanked by two fighters suddenly snapped out of altspace just outside the station. The fighters turned and switched positions mere meters from the hangar, leaving the shuttle to enter the hangar alone. Its repulsors whined and hissed as it spun around and landed.

    "ATTENTION ON DECK!" someone roared.

    Everyone in the room snapped to painful attention. Slowly, very slowly, the entry ramp slid open, spewing atmosphere as it went. An Ensign exited the shuttle first, bearing the HAMF flag.

    The Ensign was followed by the one person Harrell never thought he'd see in person...much less so close. The HAMF General of the Armies, the man who ran it all, stepped down the entry ramp, the venting atmosphere ruffling his coat. Most officer's insignia on dress uniforms was accompanied by the name of the rank, but all Harrell could see was the five gold stars above what had to be over a hundred decorations and medals.

    The General of the Armies himself was an older man, who looked rather tired, even bored. He, and the Admiral and General who flanked him, passed everyone without looking at them. Just before they turned left out of the hangar, Harrell could see the Admiral whisper something in the General of the Armies' ear. The latter raised his left two fingers, then the three whipped around the corner and out of sight.

    It wasn't as climactic as the Lieutenant thought it would be.
  20. DarthLaxon7 Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2005
    star 1
    IC:
    Chris found himself on a military shuttle headed towards the station which the meeting will be held at,he felt the goatee he felt his whiskers on his face,he hadnt shaved in a day or so,that wouldnt look too snappy for the officers.As the transport went along,he thought about one day becoming a 5* General in the HAMF,now he was a mere LCpl. but,it could happen.
    Suddenly he found himself in a transport landed on solid ground,the door opened and he stepped out.He didnt know if he was late but he walked calmly heading towards the meeting,his assault rifle slung over his shoulder attached with a grenade launcher.He made way to the room where it was held in.Suddenly he saw the door infront of his face,he pushed it open and stepped inside,seeing various people he quietly stepped over to a chair and sat down quietly,looking around calmly.
  21. BLemelisk Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 19, 2003
    star 4
    OOC: Forgive me, but have all characters now moved to meet the General and staff who have arrived aboard the Divine Intervention?

    Lem
  22. Sanctimoniously Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Dec 28, 2005
    star 5
    Yes. The UAC Board of Directors will arrive shortly.

    EDIT: We're all in the hangar now. Sorry for the lack of forewarning.
  23. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    ooc: So we're all in the hangar now or are we still waiting in the board room?
  24. DarthLaxon7 Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2005
    star 1
    OOC:were in hangar i see,well ill edit my post and make it fit the setting. sorry
  25. DarthLaxon7 Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2005
    star 1
    ooc:nevermind,no time left,ill make a new one
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