Kim
スター軍の司書
Siren 2: Mayer Station - later that evening….
It was exactly 2 hours after the UCS Zenpyou’s crew had completed the dinner Mess Detail when they were summoned to what looked like a soundproofed racquetball court. The walls were almost a blinding shade of white with how the soft overhead lights illuminated the room and bounced off the high polish of the well-waxed hardwood floor. Sound echoed throughout the room but it was excluded from the warm, busy sounds of the bustling station outside the doors and free to be as loud as it wanted- as the sounds on the court never escaped into the corridor. There were chairs arranged in a half circle pattern near the center of the court.
Commander Fleming stood in the center of the court in a fresh short sleeved variant of the Peacekeeper Jacket uniform with the Zenpyou’s patch on the right deltoid of the jacket’s sleeve with the Pirate Taskforce patch on the deltoid opposite where the UOC patch normally went. He lightly touched the very tips of his very short black hair as he waited for everyone to settle down into their seats.
Stacey Fleming, contrary to his name, was a tall; olive skinned man with a height typical of a Nepleslian at 6 feet and had the build of a man who rarely ventured out of a gym. He watched his men with appraising dark brown eyes as he wondered if they would present a better showing than the two officers he already dismissed from his ship’s roster.
Belinda was unimpressed and a little disappointed that those two lost their first assignment out of the Academy, but there’s no help for it- I cannot have people that are willing to waste resources over their ego. The point of training simulations is to prepare yourself and others for hard combat scenarios not humiliate your crewmate, he thought irately to himself as his thoughts shifted back towards his current crew roster.
The remaining officers seem to have rather solid service records and have seen some form of combat before so this should be old hat for them. But I’m curious to know why my officer to enlisted ratio is like a Marine bases male to female ratio… it just seems kind of strange to give me mostly officers… those poor enlisted buggers, they’ll be doing an awful lot of saluting on ship, he smirked as he tapped his PCC bracer to bring up a volumetric projection of the Asuka Class Scout they’d be calling ‘home’ for the duration of this assignment.
“Good evening once again, if you have forgotten due to onion fumes and the heat of the galley’s stoves- I am Commander Stacey Fleming and I am your ship’s captain on the United Outer Colonies’ ship Zenpyou,” Fleming said with a smile and humor in his voice, “This projection is of the Zen, as you can see she is an Asuka-Class Scout with more space than we’ll know what to do with once we get rolling. We’ll have the option to use some of the lower decks as brigs for any pirates that happen to surrender or we capture. I highly doubt that we’ll have very many that surrender but I intend to either catch or kill as many pirates as we can.
Our directives are to investigate the reports of piracy we receive before we take any of the supposed pirates into our custody or harm them. BUT if we witness harm to someone’s life or if we are fired upon, we have the right to protect and defend ourselves at whatever cost. Admiral Mitsuya and Prime Minister Tange wanted to be absolutely clear that we are not to act as Executioners, as that would make us no better than the pirates.
With that said, we are authorized to use as much force as the situation dictates to resolve any potential threats to life. We are not to use lethal force to protect property- only life. If the pirates run- we are authorized to pursue; if they hide within a planetary population we are authorized to conduct a house to house search until we find them. We have been asked to use discretion and try our best to respect the privacy of our citizens but we cannot allow pirates to get back out and harm others.
With such a task, we will be doing what I think is fairly unique to our standing as a nation of ‘Peacekeepers’ rather than soldiers- we are asking questions and conducting criminal investigations before we run in with guns blazing. Now, if we do end up with prisoners we are not authorized to treat them harshly or use ‘grieving’ techniques to interrogate them unless we know for certain that the information will stop someone from dying.
Again, that is rather ambiguous but we must do our best to determine when we’re being lied to and when we need to move on. The general idea is that we are not killers, thugs or what have you but Peacekeepers so we must do what we can to uphold the peace without becoming what we are fighting.”
((More to come. Just breaking it up. Feel free to respond to the info dump. =) ))
It was exactly 2 hours after the UCS Zenpyou’s crew had completed the dinner Mess Detail when they were summoned to what looked like a soundproofed racquetball court. The walls were almost a blinding shade of white with how the soft overhead lights illuminated the room and bounced off the high polish of the well-waxed hardwood floor. Sound echoed throughout the room but it was excluded from the warm, busy sounds of the bustling station outside the doors and free to be as loud as it wanted- as the sounds on the court never escaped into the corridor. There were chairs arranged in a half circle pattern near the center of the court.
Commander Fleming stood in the center of the court in a fresh short sleeved variant of the Peacekeeper Jacket uniform with the Zenpyou’s patch on the right deltoid of the jacket’s sleeve with the Pirate Taskforce patch on the deltoid opposite where the UOC patch normally went. He lightly touched the very tips of his very short black hair as he waited for everyone to settle down into their seats.
Stacey Fleming, contrary to his name, was a tall; olive skinned man with a height typical of a Nepleslian at 6 feet and had the build of a man who rarely ventured out of a gym. He watched his men with appraising dark brown eyes as he wondered if they would present a better showing than the two officers he already dismissed from his ship’s roster.
Belinda was unimpressed and a little disappointed that those two lost their first assignment out of the Academy, but there’s no help for it- I cannot have people that are willing to waste resources over their ego. The point of training simulations is to prepare yourself and others for hard combat scenarios not humiliate your crewmate, he thought irately to himself as his thoughts shifted back towards his current crew roster.
The remaining officers seem to have rather solid service records and have seen some form of combat before so this should be old hat for them. But I’m curious to know why my officer to enlisted ratio is like a Marine bases male to female ratio… it just seems kind of strange to give me mostly officers… those poor enlisted buggers, they’ll be doing an awful lot of saluting on ship, he smirked as he tapped his PCC bracer to bring up a volumetric projection of the Asuka Class Scout they’d be calling ‘home’ for the duration of this assignment.
“Good evening once again, if you have forgotten due to onion fumes and the heat of the galley’s stoves- I am Commander Stacey Fleming and I am your ship’s captain on the United Outer Colonies’ ship Zenpyou,” Fleming said with a smile and humor in his voice, “This projection is of the Zen, as you can see she is an Asuka-Class Scout with more space than we’ll know what to do with once we get rolling. We’ll have the option to use some of the lower decks as brigs for any pirates that happen to surrender or we capture. I highly doubt that we’ll have very many that surrender but I intend to either catch or kill as many pirates as we can.
Our directives are to investigate the reports of piracy we receive before we take any of the supposed pirates into our custody or harm them. BUT if we witness harm to someone’s life or if we are fired upon, we have the right to protect and defend ourselves at whatever cost. Admiral Mitsuya and Prime Minister Tange wanted to be absolutely clear that we are not to act as Executioners, as that would make us no better than the pirates.
With that said, we are authorized to use as much force as the situation dictates to resolve any potential threats to life. We are not to use lethal force to protect property- only life. If the pirates run- we are authorized to pursue; if they hide within a planetary population we are authorized to conduct a house to house search until we find them. We have been asked to use discretion and try our best to respect the privacy of our citizens but we cannot allow pirates to get back out and harm others.
With such a task, we will be doing what I think is fairly unique to our standing as a nation of ‘Peacekeepers’ rather than soldiers- we are asking questions and conducting criminal investigations before we run in with guns blazing. Now, if we do end up with prisoners we are not authorized to treat them harshly or use ‘grieving’ techniques to interrogate them unless we know for certain that the information will stop someone from dying.
Again, that is rather ambiguous but we must do our best to determine when we’re being lied to and when we need to move on. The general idea is that we are not killers, thugs or what have you but Peacekeepers so we must do what we can to uphold the peace without becoming what we are fighting.”
((More to come. Just breaking it up. Feel free to respond to the info dump. =) ))