Rizzo
Well-Known Member
- RP Date
- 46.4
- RP Location
- E-5-III
Black Sands Testing Range
Briefing room
After having received the order to assemble urgently the crew was escorted by military police into a small office for the briefing, all present except for Thorn. Seats were arranged around a holo-projector table, a weary Initzio Barone stood by a displayed image of the E-5 system with a projection of a certain Rikugun Chui angrily chewing out the heisho, his gaze stoic as she shouted. The MPs quickly shut the door to the office behind them and took up guard. "... for you to tell me that YOU, a heisho, are commanding MY girls without any explaination isn't happening here."
Initzio nodded sternly, "okay."
"All you have to say is 'okay'!? Who do you take me for, you amateur?! I served in the Kuvexian War," she roared furiously, "this kind of disrespect is unacceptable! I'll have your career for this insult!"
"Okay, one moment," he responded as he handled his communicator. Her face contorted in a confused rage as a pending connecting call when out to a contact labeled deputy director. The realization hit like a sack of bricks only a moment too late.
Jinja Emi's face appeared, "this had better be important, Barone. I'm busy."
"The Chui is requesting clarification regarding my role in the operation," he stated cooly, as the chui choked silently, "my rank being a point of concern."
Jinja's frustrated expression became one of anger. "I don't have time to deal with this. Haas Chui, you don't have high enough clearance. This operative has command of the mission and that's final. Get this done or don't bother coming back, same for Barone. Emi out." As the deputy director disconnected the room remained silent for a few uncomfortable moments.
"I'll.. get my century briefed.. heisho," Haas relented, defiant to the end as she disconnected. With the overtime call ended he addressed the assembled crew, his black-paneled uniform crisper than usual. A morning filled with command level conferences was hardly a place for a relaxed uniform, or Thorn for that matter. Setting down his communicator a holographic image of Thorn appeared, her presence relayed from his Mindy in the La Prossima hangar.
"Alright, crew. We're about to commence a mission the likes of which our regular task forces do NOT like. Super high risk and without the full context it looks like a suicide run. Every one of you is sworn to silence, but now even more-so. The deputy director has Assigned us a target to take out- permanently. He's extremely dangerous and we get one shot at this or he'll go to ground.. six operatives have died to get us this chance and there's still three being tortured in unspeakable ways."
An image of an advanced type, it's alien face baring a deep v-shaped scar, part of it gouging into a missing eye. His carapace bore the scars of many past battles. "This monster is called Zaxyllbrph, and rumor has it he's making a foray into the world of psionics. What we have confirmed is that he has taken a specific interest into finding a way to pry secrets from operatives by psionically lulling them into a sense of security. It's an intriguing concept, one we're not interested in seeing researched any further," Barone briefed, his stressed masked well behind his cool demeanor, "our mission is to kill this bastard, permanently. Seeing as he can ST this is going to be extremely difficult, and we'll need to be unimaginably creative but nonetheless Zaxyllbrph must die.."
Zooming in on the system the planet E-5-III, imagery of a planet enveloped in radioactive lightning storms displayed, along with data regarding it's toxic atmosphere. "Eee five three, a hell world if I've ever seen one. This little rock is where Zaxyllbrph is holed up in a fortified city. The rad-storms provided the perfect cover for the construction of a small city built around a single massive planet to orbit 'science weapon'- I'll just show you. The ship that discovered this found out it was there the hard way," a video of a bright red beam of lightning sheering the scout in half as the beam passed through with full energy retention, red electrical arcing immediately enveloping the rest of the vessel reducing it to a minor debris cloud, "yup, apparently this weapon is able to harness the rad-storm into a death beam. The last readings classified this weapon the similar in output as the Izanagi's main weapon. A planet's worth of very bizarre rad-storms we do not fully understand directed into a death ray capable of lashing out 360 by 360 around the damn globe.. so you're all probably wondering how we intend to get planetside."
The holo table displayed an image of a formation of 3 Type 31 dropships and a Ginga strategic bomber with readouts detailing fresh new xiulurium coatings. "Haas Chui of the Rikugun and her valiant infantry century will be flying us in AND helping us infiltrate the enemy fortress- which is terribly well defended. We will be inserting under the cover of a meteor shower which happens every so often on this aweful piece of real estate with the bomber releasing covert drones and dropping one big rock during entry to give the impression of a meteor strike to cover our ships slipping into the chemical nightmare that is this planet's ocean.. Really, stay out of the water, you want nothing to do with that nasty sludge. Or the air for that matter," he explained as the projector displayed the plan in real time.
"Once in the drink we'll lay low a couple days, Yamataian time. Boring maybe, but the drones will hopefully have given us critical mission data. We also have drones that will be connecting hard lines for communication before they begin reconnaissance," the holodisplay changed to show a close representation of Daisys, 6 Type-41 Main Battle Tanks, and the previously recovered TASHA all xiu painted, "as you can see, SAINT is breaking open more than a generous supply of xiu to see this guy dead- which is a whole other conversation. The crayon eaters are going to escort us to our destination and they are notoriously loud. That's what I picked them for. Really, these cats are known for brutality, just put up with their brash antics in the ship, please. Haas Chui was a Ranger. Some of you know the corps rivalry... I expect you to show them up when possible but otherwise, they are your shield. They will get us to our objective and leave.. or die. Whichever comes first, really. The rest will come later. The Rikugun have their job; save POWs, mark tarkets for bombardment- oh yeah, Resurgence is going to bomb the place while we're in it too... any questions?"
Briefing room
After having received the order to assemble urgently the crew was escorted by military police into a small office for the briefing, all present except for Thorn. Seats were arranged around a holo-projector table, a weary Initzio Barone stood by a displayed image of the E-5 system with a projection of a certain Rikugun Chui angrily chewing out the heisho, his gaze stoic as she shouted. The MPs quickly shut the door to the office behind them and took up guard. "... for you to tell me that YOU, a heisho, are commanding MY girls without any explaination isn't happening here."
Initzio nodded sternly, "okay."
"All you have to say is 'okay'!? Who do you take me for, you amateur?! I served in the Kuvexian War," she roared furiously, "this kind of disrespect is unacceptable! I'll have your career for this insult!"
"Okay, one moment," he responded as he handled his communicator. Her face contorted in a confused rage as a pending connecting call when out to a contact labeled deputy director. The realization hit like a sack of bricks only a moment too late.
Jinja Emi's face appeared, "this had better be important, Barone. I'm busy."
"The Chui is requesting clarification regarding my role in the operation," he stated cooly, as the chui choked silently, "my rank being a point of concern."
Jinja's frustrated expression became one of anger. "I don't have time to deal with this. Haas Chui, you don't have high enough clearance. This operative has command of the mission and that's final. Get this done or don't bother coming back, same for Barone. Emi out." As the deputy director disconnected the room remained silent for a few uncomfortable moments.
"I'll.. get my century briefed.. heisho," Haas relented, defiant to the end as she disconnected. With the overtime call ended he addressed the assembled crew, his black-paneled uniform crisper than usual. A morning filled with command level conferences was hardly a place for a relaxed uniform, or Thorn for that matter. Setting down his communicator a holographic image of Thorn appeared, her presence relayed from his Mindy in the La Prossima hangar.
"Alright, crew. We're about to commence a mission the likes of which our regular task forces do NOT like. Super high risk and without the full context it looks like a suicide run. Every one of you is sworn to silence, but now even more-so. The deputy director has Assigned us a target to take out- permanently. He's extremely dangerous and we get one shot at this or he'll go to ground.. six operatives have died to get us this chance and there's still three being tortured in unspeakable ways."
An image of an advanced type, it's alien face baring a deep v-shaped scar, part of it gouging into a missing eye. His carapace bore the scars of many past battles. "This monster is called Zaxyllbrph, and rumor has it he's making a foray into the world of psionics. What we have confirmed is that he has taken a specific interest into finding a way to pry secrets from operatives by psionically lulling them into a sense of security. It's an intriguing concept, one we're not interested in seeing researched any further," Barone briefed, his stressed masked well behind his cool demeanor, "our mission is to kill this bastard, permanently. Seeing as he can ST this is going to be extremely difficult, and we'll need to be unimaginably creative but nonetheless Zaxyllbrph must die.."
Zooming in on the system the planet E-5-III, imagery of a planet enveloped in radioactive lightning storms displayed, along with data regarding it's toxic atmosphere. "Eee five three, a hell world if I've ever seen one. This little rock is where Zaxyllbrph is holed up in a fortified city. The rad-storms provided the perfect cover for the construction of a small city built around a single massive planet to orbit 'science weapon'- I'll just show you. The ship that discovered this found out it was there the hard way," a video of a bright red beam of lightning sheering the scout in half as the beam passed through with full energy retention, red electrical arcing immediately enveloping the rest of the vessel reducing it to a minor debris cloud, "yup, apparently this weapon is able to harness the rad-storm into a death beam. The last readings classified this weapon the similar in output as the Izanagi's main weapon. A planet's worth of very bizarre rad-storms we do not fully understand directed into a death ray capable of lashing out 360 by 360 around the damn globe.. so you're all probably wondering how we intend to get planetside."
The holo table displayed an image of a formation of 3 Type 31 dropships and a Ginga strategic bomber with readouts detailing fresh new xiulurium coatings. "Haas Chui of the Rikugun and her valiant infantry century will be flying us in AND helping us infiltrate the enemy fortress- which is terribly well defended. We will be inserting under the cover of a meteor shower which happens every so often on this aweful piece of real estate with the bomber releasing covert drones and dropping one big rock during entry to give the impression of a meteor strike to cover our ships slipping into the chemical nightmare that is this planet's ocean.. Really, stay out of the water, you want nothing to do with that nasty sludge. Or the air for that matter," he explained as the projector displayed the plan in real time.
"Once in the drink we'll lay low a couple days, Yamataian time. Boring maybe, but the drones will hopefully have given us critical mission data. We also have drones that will be connecting hard lines for communication before they begin reconnaissance," the holodisplay changed to show a close representation of Daisys, 6 Type-41 Main Battle Tanks, and the previously recovered TASHA all xiu painted, "as you can see, SAINT is breaking open more than a generous supply of xiu to see this guy dead- which is a whole other conversation. The crayon eaters are going to escort us to our destination and they are notoriously loud. That's what I picked them for. Really, these cats are known for brutality, just put up with their brash antics in the ship, please. Haas Chui was a Ranger. Some of you know the corps rivalry... I expect you to show them up when possible but otherwise, they are your shield. They will get us to our objective and leave.. or die. Whichever comes first, really. The rest will come later. The Rikugun have their job; save POWs, mark tarkets for bombardment- oh yeah, Resurgence is going to bomb the place while we're in it too... any questions?"