Glein
Inactive Member
- RP Date
- 6月 YE 42
- RP Location
- Various
Ittô Hei Elenor Herrick
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She had to fight to keep her calm. She was a POW. Sure, to the Kuvies, she was little more than a slave, but she was a POW. She was sure that the Artemis was looking for a way to rescue them. Especially after the ambush they stumbled upon on the last mission.
The Kuvexian's SOFT-types had been waiting for them at a mission zone they thought would be a valuable target. Of course, it turns out it had been a deliberate ploy. A ruse. A Odin worthy ambush of the Yamatai force. After the string of luck they'd had, even with the mess in the last six month tour, they were sure their luck would hold this one.
It didn't. And now half of the ground-intended force of the Artemis had been captured. All of the flesh and blood members had been put up for auction, and sold off to various wealthy-enough Kuvies... From what Elenor had been able to gather, listening in to the discussions she managed to get close to, they all appeared to be in the same region on this planet, but the problem was, of those able to potentially set up any kind of beacon for the Artemis to find them... was Bjorn.
And Elenor wasn't even sure if Bjorn's software was in a state to do that, since she was sure Bjorn was likely getting dissected by the Kuvie's techies because, why not? Bjorn was a fairly advanced combat droid, even if most of the crew had stopped seeing that in the near year they'd been on the ship together.
Nonetheless, she had to focus on her work. Even dressed, treated, and having to act a slave for some bastard with issues she'd love to beat. But the heavy collar around her neck made any physical attempts to defend herself, or try and fight back, impossible, as it would shock her into submission. This she found out the hard way. So, for now, she'd bided her time. Kept an eye open and an ear up. HUMINT. That's what she had to do now. Gather as much HUMINT as she could. She'd been doing it a month now. She was sure she could hold out a little longer.
Shosa Asleif Belemtal
Uesureyan Fortress
Between herself and her sister, the ground compliment of the Artemis were looking for replacements. For people to fill gaps that were empty, not because of being captured, but because of those who didn't want to stick around after the mess. After so many of their people getting captured, finding those willing to mount a rescue, while not hard, was also not easy. A lot of people were too shook up to want to try again. Asleif couldn't blame them.
Which is why she was here, at one of the Star Army's major Recruitment centers, not for raw recruits, but to talk with Personnel, who had a significant presence here, due to the moving of personnel around. Sure, going to Personnel's HQ would be better, but that would have been mostly paperwork, not seeing those pending assignment. Getting to know and get a feel for them. So she was sitting down talking with another Shosa about any Rangers or Ranger-adjacent that were available now, and if not Ranger themselves, trained up on route. She had a bunch of bunks to refill, and not a lot of time to do it.
After all, Fusami was as livid as the rest of them about this. Despite being Navy, those captured were still her people. Her responsibility. And the fact that unless they wanted blue on blue, they couldn't even fire on the ships holding their people. Yes, ST's were a thing, but Fusami wasn't sure if the range would have been too much for the ST to trigger, much less if the Kuvies had a way to jam or even prevent it from happening. So instead of firing on their own, they had to watch them be taken away to wherever it was the Kuvies kept POW's.
"I've a few who might fit your criteria. Most though seem to want to deploy to Rikugun units as scouts, not as part of a pure Ranger platoon. One of the ones who you might be able to get is here right now actually Ma'am. She's in one of the training rooms going through some regimens from... the Zenjinkaze Fighting High School. She scored pretty highly in the fields more typically associated with Rangers, but to my knowledge, or the paperwork, never entered that particular path." The Personnel Shosa said, looking over a file on her desk.
Asleif quirked an eyebrow. "Really now? May I see her?" She asked, getting a nod from the other woman.