- RP Date
- 5 YE42
- RP Location
- Rok'Veru, NSS Wrath of Nepleslia
Location:
Nepleslian Naval Space port
docking bay 2
Local time: 1300hrs
Planet: Rok'Veru
Year:YE 42
~Exchange personnel~
The original colony City of Gainestown had a dry, savannah climate, and a populace made up of rough and tumble folks. The city was by no means the metropolis of funky town or Roger Wilco. Its streets were lined with many different shops, corporate buildings and mining company headquarters. It's most notable features however, were the large number of cybernetics shops clustered in one location. The Steel Row, as it was known, was not far from the civilian spaceport. There, the buildings began to look older in appearance the farther out from the center of the city one would travel.
Many of the buildings and streets bore the ancient scars of battle, with ruined buildings and long destroyed vehicles dotted about the city. Here and there, long empty fighting positions and trenches were being slowly reclaimed by the native flora; while mangled and rust-covered equipment lay where it was discarded. Everywhere stood a stark reminder of what it took to reclaim the city, and later the planet.
In contrast the military drydock and repair station looms over the city, its modern architecture and updated technologies casting streets below into shadow. On its open sections, swarms of engineers, mechanics, and labourers are visible at all hours, working tirelessly to prepare to take in or launch another ship, as the situation demands. Inside, long tall corridors meant to comfortably fit any manner of personnel and materiel are traversed by seemingly endless pallets moving between supply stations, and by a myriad of men and officers hurrying about their business. Over it all could be heard dozens of officers and NCO’s barking orders and orchestrating the flow through the hallways, accompanied by the hiss and grind of numerous bay doors lining the hallways opening and closing. With the return of an Escort Cruiser near at hand, the facility was in an even greater state of controlled chaos.
Communications would be relayed to all incoming personnel stating:
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Attention all exchange and replacement personnel. Welcome to your new temporary station. Once you have arrived, report to your assigned Liaison in docking bay 2 for proper equipment to be issued. Stand by for further reports. Ship assignments will be provided once uniforms and equipment have been issued.In the event you were on leave or not on station at this time. Report immediately to your chain of command, and return to base for uniform inspection and proper deployment list.
NSN/NSMC
CPT. Ivan Goff
MJR.Emil Beian
NCC personnel exchange Command
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Nepleslian Naval Space port
docking bay 2
Local time: 1300hrs
Planet: Rok'Veru
Year:YE 42
~Exchange personnel~
The original colony City of Gainestown had a dry, savannah climate, and a populace made up of rough and tumble folks. The city was by no means the metropolis of funky town or Roger Wilco. Its streets were lined with many different shops, corporate buildings and mining company headquarters. It's most notable features however, were the large number of cybernetics shops clustered in one location. The Steel Row, as it was known, was not far from the civilian spaceport. There, the buildings began to look older in appearance the farther out from the center of the city one would travel.
Many of the buildings and streets bore the ancient scars of battle, with ruined buildings and long destroyed vehicles dotted about the city. Here and there, long empty fighting positions and trenches were being slowly reclaimed by the native flora; while mangled and rust-covered equipment lay where it was discarded. Everywhere stood a stark reminder of what it took to reclaim the city, and later the planet.
In contrast the military drydock and repair station looms over the city, its modern architecture and updated technologies casting streets below into shadow. On its open sections, swarms of engineers, mechanics, and labourers are visible at all hours, working tirelessly to prepare to take in or launch another ship, as the situation demands. Inside, long tall corridors meant to comfortably fit any manner of personnel and materiel are traversed by seemingly endless pallets moving between supply stations, and by a myriad of men and officers hurrying about their business. Over it all could be heard dozens of officers and NCO’s barking orders and orchestrating the flow through the hallways, accompanied by the hiss and grind of numerous bay doors lining the hallways opening and closing. With the return of an Escort Cruiser near at hand, the facility was in an even greater state of controlled chaos.
Communications would be relayed to all incoming personnel stating:
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Attention all exchange and replacement personnel. Welcome to your new temporary station. Once you have arrived, report to your assigned Liaison in docking bay 2 for proper equipment to be issued. Stand by for further reports. Ship assignments will be provided once uniforms and equipment have been issued.In the event you were on leave or not on station at this time. Report immediately to your chain of command, and return to base for uniform inspection and proper deployment list.
NSN/NSMC
CPT. Ivan Goff
MJR.Emil Beian
NCC personnel exchange Command
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