GrammarPaladin
Inactive Member
NSS Inquiry
"Private Edison!" A stern feminine voice rang out, "You are to remain still, we have not finished here yet! Then end of your curfew is to be announced within a weeks time, and is effective immediately! After your curfew has ended you will be escorted for the final time to the hangar bay for your debrief." She took a glance at the sheepish Marine, "Not tomorrow, dumbass!"
The man flinched and retorted with a lackluster, "Damn... i'm sorry!" then turned to the squad, "Also, i'll need to clarify that this isn't a punishment at all, it's just a tedious chore that we all have to with deal with, we have no say in this. Trust me, your curfew will be over in the blink of an eye, and we'll get along nicely until then!" he gave a nervous smile at the team, twitching slightly when he glanced at Linda.
"Uhhh... You'll also have to be mission ready by the time your curfew is up though. I'm guessing that you'll be the first ones with boots on the ground again, so just a heads up. And... I think that pretty much covers it... Oh! My name by the way is Iggy, and I'll be one of many people stalking you for now, even while you're talking shit unfortunately."
With nothing more to say, the soldiers split up and followed a separate member of the team. Iggy tagged close behind Adam to the lavatories, and was over his shoulder in the machine shop, merely watching Adam do his thing. The stern woman followed but kept her distance from Linda, close enough to do her job, but far enough to avoid risking bodily harm or worse by the IPG Agent. It seemed that she was quick to pick up what Linda put down. Alec and Glynn were also joined by two other burly marines, mostly quiet even when someone tried to make conversation with them, and with the tendency to breathe down their necks whenever they were in arms reach of their datajockey.
Fortunately it seemed that Iggy was right, and time seemed to by pass quickly as everyone was allowed to spend their curfew they way the wanted, even if it mean the occasional awkward cough or audible breathing. So in what seemed like a few days, their curfew was suddenly lifted, and the squad a woke to the sound of their respective guardians waking them up one fateful Polup morning. Iggy took the drastic measure of using cold water to wake Adam up while everyone woke up to the GENTLE Anthem of the Imperium being played by their guardian's datajockeys. After which they were then escorted through the Inquiry's corridors one last time towards the hangar bay...
Inquiry Hangar, Present Day
In the hanger, there were several shuttles being prepared for departure, and before them stood four figures waiting for them. As the group approached, they quickly recognized an Elefirn soldier wearing an ill-fitting Nepleslian uniform standing next to an aged IPG Operator with a long tired gaze. Besides them were two unfamiliar marines, both of them were undoubtedly privates.
Iggy took a sheepish step forward and was the first to speak. "Sir, as you ordered, we have brought them as scheduled."
The Operator meanwhile turned and acknowledged Iggy's presence with a minor hint of contempt in his eyes, "Excellent, then we can begin. You are dismissed." he said, turning his attention towards the rudely awoken soldiers.
Then without missing a beat nor expecting a response, the IPG Operator focused on the task at hand "Now that the entirety of the Inquiry Strike Team zero zero one is together, clarifications and introductions are in order. Due to precarious circumstances, you have all been removed from the command of Second Lieutenant Cadence Newborn, and henceforth be placed under my guidance. As such you may all address me as Operator Manson from now on. With that in mind, in order to bring this strike team back to full capacity, I have assigned both Private Sanford, and Private Barrett to join you in future operations starting today, feel free to get to introduce yourselves when I have finished speaking."
The older man took a slow breath, "With that out of the way, I will now briefly cover the events of your last mission. Your attempts to drive back the Elefirn front were beginning to be successful, whilst at the same time yielding one bit valuable information. However the sudden appearance of the Yamatai Star Empire prompted the Captain of this vessel to initiate a planet wide withdraw to prevent confusion and avoid units going MIA. If you were allowed to push further, then perhaps you could have caused the Elefirn army to retreat and capture a military outpost. Regrettably that was not the case, and we are now limited to small expeditions on the planet's surface until additional reinforcements arrive. Until they do, we are to gather as much data on the enemy as possible in order to plan a planetary invasion."
He pointed his finger as the squad, "This is where we come in, and when the briefing for your next mission begins". Manson took a stern few steps away from the group so that everyone was able to face him directly. "After your second mission with Newborn, the Inquiry team was successfully able to bring in two Elefirn rebels on board. After some quick questioning on the behalf of Operator Nelson, we were able to discover that the Kuvexian presence was very nearly wiped out, most likely due to a chemical experiment gone wrong. The chemical residue found on Operator Nelson's and Private Shield's power armor helps reinforce this notion. Fortunately our scientists have determined that said chemical compound is mostly harmless to us, meanwhile it has mild hallucinogenic affects on the Elefirn species as confirmed by our resident aliens."
As if it was her cue, a xeno's voice cut through the air, "It was trippy as fuck though, i'd hit that shit again anytime. Some fucking gunners have rooms fuming in whatever the shit it was." Manson reached out to his temples in a sign of mild annoyance, but continued with his demeanor and continued. "Yes, well further questioning has led to the discovery of an industrial complex hidden in dense forests and small cave systems. Orbital scans of the area depict a very large warehouse, that are paired up with three small manufacturing plants, most likely producing small arms and power armor for the Elefirn war effort. Further observation has also shown a moderate garrison of Elefirn soldiers guarding this complex, however most seem to be preoccupied operating the machinery. Your mission is to infiltrate this enemy position with the primary objective of acquiring any intel of import regarding enemy military assets or movements. Should you encounter Elefirn resistance, you are tasked with destroying it. Unfortunately you will be escorting the Elefirn named Vizil throughout this mission as a, for the lack of a better term, personal assistant"
"I understand this may be a lot of information to take in at once. If you have any questions, comments, concerns, and requests for your mission, now would be the time to express them."
"Private Edison!" A stern feminine voice rang out, "You are to remain still, we have not finished here yet! Then end of your curfew is to be announced within a weeks time, and is effective immediately! After your curfew has ended you will be escorted for the final time to the hangar bay for your debrief." She took a glance at the sheepish Marine, "Not tomorrow, dumbass!"
The man flinched and retorted with a lackluster, "Damn... i'm sorry!" then turned to the squad, "Also, i'll need to clarify that this isn't a punishment at all, it's just a tedious chore that we all have to with deal with, we have no say in this. Trust me, your curfew will be over in the blink of an eye, and we'll get along nicely until then!" he gave a nervous smile at the team, twitching slightly when he glanced at Linda.
"Uhhh... You'll also have to be mission ready by the time your curfew is up though. I'm guessing that you'll be the first ones with boots on the ground again, so just a heads up. And... I think that pretty much covers it... Oh! My name by the way is Iggy, and I'll be one of many people stalking you for now, even while you're talking shit unfortunately."
With nothing more to say, the soldiers split up and followed a separate member of the team. Iggy tagged close behind Adam to the lavatories, and was over his shoulder in the machine shop, merely watching Adam do his thing. The stern woman followed but kept her distance from Linda, close enough to do her job, but far enough to avoid risking bodily harm or worse by the IPG Agent. It seemed that she was quick to pick up what Linda put down. Alec and Glynn were also joined by two other burly marines, mostly quiet even when someone tried to make conversation with them, and with the tendency to breathe down their necks whenever they were in arms reach of their datajockey.
Fortunately it seemed that Iggy was right, and time seemed to by pass quickly as everyone was allowed to spend their curfew they way the wanted, even if it mean the occasional awkward cough or audible breathing. So in what seemed like a few days, their curfew was suddenly lifted, and the squad a woke to the sound of their respective guardians waking them up one fateful Polup morning. Iggy took the drastic measure of using cold water to wake Adam up while everyone woke up to the GENTLE Anthem of the Imperium being played by their guardian's datajockeys. After which they were then escorted through the Inquiry's corridors one last time towards the hangar bay...
Inquiry Hangar, Present Day
In the hanger, there were several shuttles being prepared for departure, and before them stood four figures waiting for them. As the group approached, they quickly recognized an Elefirn soldier wearing an ill-fitting Nepleslian uniform standing next to an aged IPG Operator with a long tired gaze. Besides them were two unfamiliar marines, both of them were undoubtedly privates.
Iggy took a sheepish step forward and was the first to speak. "Sir, as you ordered, we have brought them as scheduled."
The Operator meanwhile turned and acknowledged Iggy's presence with a minor hint of contempt in his eyes, "Excellent, then we can begin. You are dismissed." he said, turning his attention towards the rudely awoken soldiers.
Then without missing a beat nor expecting a response, the IPG Operator focused on the task at hand "Now that the entirety of the Inquiry Strike Team zero zero one is together, clarifications and introductions are in order. Due to precarious circumstances, you have all been removed from the command of Second Lieutenant Cadence Newborn, and henceforth be placed under my guidance. As such you may all address me as Operator Manson from now on. With that in mind, in order to bring this strike team back to full capacity, I have assigned both Private Sanford, and Private Barrett to join you in future operations starting today, feel free to get to introduce yourselves when I have finished speaking."
The older man took a slow breath, "With that out of the way, I will now briefly cover the events of your last mission. Your attempts to drive back the Elefirn front were beginning to be successful, whilst at the same time yielding one bit valuable information. However the sudden appearance of the Yamatai Star Empire prompted the Captain of this vessel to initiate a planet wide withdraw to prevent confusion and avoid units going MIA. If you were allowed to push further, then perhaps you could have caused the Elefirn army to retreat and capture a military outpost. Regrettably that was not the case, and we are now limited to small expeditions on the planet's surface until additional reinforcements arrive. Until they do, we are to gather as much data on the enemy as possible in order to plan a planetary invasion."
He pointed his finger as the squad, "This is where we come in, and when the briefing for your next mission begins". Manson took a stern few steps away from the group so that everyone was able to face him directly. "After your second mission with Newborn, the Inquiry team was successfully able to bring in two Elefirn rebels on board. After some quick questioning on the behalf of Operator Nelson, we were able to discover that the Kuvexian presence was very nearly wiped out, most likely due to a chemical experiment gone wrong. The chemical residue found on Operator Nelson's and Private Shield's power armor helps reinforce this notion. Fortunately our scientists have determined that said chemical compound is mostly harmless to us, meanwhile it has mild hallucinogenic affects on the Elefirn species as confirmed by our resident aliens."
As if it was her cue, a xeno's voice cut through the air, "It was trippy as fuck though, i'd hit that shit again anytime. Some fucking gunners have rooms fuming in whatever the shit it was." Manson reached out to his temples in a sign of mild annoyance, but continued with his demeanor and continued. "Yes, well further questioning has led to the discovery of an industrial complex hidden in dense forests and small cave systems. Orbital scans of the area depict a very large warehouse, that are paired up with three small manufacturing plants, most likely producing small arms and power armor for the Elefirn war effort. Further observation has also shown a moderate garrison of Elefirn soldiers guarding this complex, however most seem to be preoccupied operating the machinery. Your mission is to infiltrate this enemy position with the primary objective of acquiring any intel of import regarding enemy military assets or movements. Should you encounter Elefirn resistance, you are tasked with destroying it. Unfortunately you will be escorting the Elefirn named Vizil throughout this mission as a, for the lack of a better term, personal assistant"
"I understand this may be a lot of information to take in at once. If you have any questions, comments, concerns, and requests for your mission, now would be the time to express them."
