Arieg
DEFCON Everybody Dies
'Operation November Shield'
Sesestran Colonial Navy - Task Force Blue-16 - Red Eye Actual
Krosser Star System (Star System E3/Ayano)
April 4th 1998 P.C.
Colonel 'JB' Kobre was a man of average height and build who'd recently celebrated his ninetieth birthday as the task force had put to space sixteen days ago, for the average Sesestran he was just halfway through his life. A 'career' man in the Sesestran Colonial Navy his specialization was sensor data intepretation and the myriad of applications and needs that came with it. Of course his specialty meant he'd be selected for this particular operation, at this moment he was standing in an ovoid compartment surrounded by numerous stations each with a technician he'd trained. They where in the belly of one of the newest variations of the SCN's long time workhorse the heavy dropship known simply to most of her crews as the 'Petrel', this latest variant sporting a 'Q' after the other numerous alphebetic designations. However this particular version sported an electronics package that rivaled most moderate tonnage starships, its hull packed with passive and active sensor systems and their associated electronic 'black boxes' needed to process their raw information. This particular bird had been indevelopment for nearly as long as his career, a thought that made him smile somewhat as it had landed on him to break it in and see how it functioned in actual operational conditions.
In the case of this particular operation, known as 'November Shield', her purpose was rather simple to conduct continous and detailed electronic survielence and direct fighter craft to any possible threats in the absence of a starship's far larger and powerful sensor arrays. November Shield itself was an escort, eight Sesestran naval vessels protecting sixteen commercial and private vessels conducting various surveys and scientific projects throughout the system to determine its candancy for colonization. Since the Sesestran emergence five years ago numerous small scale operations of a similar nature had occured, however virtually every celestial body had already hosted a population be they alien or human. The political mess and various interactions since they'd started left this a unique situation, one which the numerous Sesestran corporate entities where willing to gamble on. Afterall an uninhabited system with no population that needed bargaining with would be quite the strike after all. At least so they thought.
His internal monologue came to a halt when one of the technicians, a recent acuiqistion by the name of Ensign Daniel Unah spoke, "Tally hoe skipper! Multiple contacts jumping in on our side of the eliptical!"
He was one of the newer techs Kobre had managed to find and abduct from the normal rank and file of the Navy, something which the young man's commander had not taken kindly to. Of course with a talent of analysis wasting him on a corvette's sensor station would have been a crime. A moment later Kobre was hovering behind the Ensign's back, eyes locked on the flat screen display. "Are you sure its not a celestial event or false feed back?" He asked in a tense tone, there where no scheduled arrivals and after reading the intelligence packet about possibilites the colonel was nervous.
"Running diagnostics right now sir." Ensign Unah said, his own face locked to the screen as the ship's quantum processor rechecked the various data strings for any possible misinterpreation of the data only to come back with no errors, Task Force Blue-16 was no longer the only group of ships in system. A fact that the rest of the naval detachment would be discovering as the Petrel-Q's data links transmitted its findings over super-luminal channels in real time.
"Negative sir, all contacts positive, looks like they're starting up their STL drive systems now." The Ensign said, pointing out the increased radiance in a few select lines of data.
By now the control compartment was awash with activity as the command on board a cruiser took over operations, messages and commands bouncing off the converted dropship's communications node and out into deep space where dozens of Sesestran fighters soon got their wake up call.
(OOC: You have three SCN cruisers and five SCN destroyers in system escorting about ten or so corporate and civil vessels running orbital operations over the habitable world and a gas giant. However they're on the opposite side of the system with your task force jumping on on a side covered by a few squadrons of interceptors and what is essentially a space E-3 Sentry.)
Sesestran Colonial Navy - Task Force Blue-16 - Red Eye Actual
Krosser Star System (Star System E3/Ayano)
April 4th 1998 P.C.
Colonel 'JB' Kobre was a man of average height and build who'd recently celebrated his ninetieth birthday as the task force had put to space sixteen days ago, for the average Sesestran he was just halfway through his life. A 'career' man in the Sesestran Colonial Navy his specialization was sensor data intepretation and the myriad of applications and needs that came with it. Of course his specialty meant he'd be selected for this particular operation, at this moment he was standing in an ovoid compartment surrounded by numerous stations each with a technician he'd trained. They where in the belly of one of the newest variations of the SCN's long time workhorse the heavy dropship known simply to most of her crews as the 'Petrel', this latest variant sporting a 'Q' after the other numerous alphebetic designations. However this particular version sported an electronics package that rivaled most moderate tonnage starships, its hull packed with passive and active sensor systems and their associated electronic 'black boxes' needed to process their raw information. This particular bird had been indevelopment for nearly as long as his career, a thought that made him smile somewhat as it had landed on him to break it in and see how it functioned in actual operational conditions.
In the case of this particular operation, known as 'November Shield', her purpose was rather simple to conduct continous and detailed electronic survielence and direct fighter craft to any possible threats in the absence of a starship's far larger and powerful sensor arrays. November Shield itself was an escort, eight Sesestran naval vessels protecting sixteen commercial and private vessels conducting various surveys and scientific projects throughout the system to determine its candancy for colonization. Since the Sesestran emergence five years ago numerous small scale operations of a similar nature had occured, however virtually every celestial body had already hosted a population be they alien or human. The political mess and various interactions since they'd started left this a unique situation, one which the numerous Sesestran corporate entities where willing to gamble on. Afterall an uninhabited system with no population that needed bargaining with would be quite the strike after all. At least so they thought.
His internal monologue came to a halt when one of the technicians, a recent acuiqistion by the name of Ensign Daniel Unah spoke, "Tally hoe skipper! Multiple contacts jumping in on our side of the eliptical!"
He was one of the newer techs Kobre had managed to find and abduct from the normal rank and file of the Navy, something which the young man's commander had not taken kindly to. Of course with a talent of analysis wasting him on a corvette's sensor station would have been a crime. A moment later Kobre was hovering behind the Ensign's back, eyes locked on the flat screen display. "Are you sure its not a celestial event or false feed back?" He asked in a tense tone, there where no scheduled arrivals and after reading the intelligence packet about possibilites the colonel was nervous.
"Running diagnostics right now sir." Ensign Unah said, his own face locked to the screen as the ship's quantum processor rechecked the various data strings for any possible misinterpreation of the data only to come back with no errors, Task Force Blue-16 was no longer the only group of ships in system. A fact that the rest of the naval detachment would be discovering as the Petrel-Q's data links transmitted its findings over super-luminal channels in real time.
"Negative sir, all contacts positive, looks like they're starting up their STL drive systems now." The Ensign said, pointing out the increased radiance in a few select lines of data.
By now the control compartment was awash with activity as the command on board a cruiser took over operations, messages and commands bouncing off the converted dropship's communications node and out into deep space where dozens of Sesestran fighters soon got their wake up call.
(OOC: You have three SCN cruisers and five SCN destroyers in system escorting about ten or so corporate and civil vessels running orbital operations over the habitable world and a gas giant. However they're on the opposite side of the system with your task force jumping on on a side covered by a few squadrons of interceptors and what is essentially a space E-3 Sentry.)
