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Yugumo Cluster – Stellar South-East Section – YE 33
Sounds of pen upon paper were quite audible in the Queen's chambers aboard the 'Mihi'ruda' as she wrote words upon paper, which were picked up by a sensor attached to the paper tablet, converting the writing into data, before sending it off over the Matriarchy's remote data network. As Harr'ikke wrote, Helashio servants worked to braid her hair, and to dress her in robes of red and white silk, which were then adorned with ornamental armor. While Harr'ikke traveled in space, she insisted that she look the part of a warrior leader, to inspire her people, and to embolden them. Aiding in that appearance, her servants brushed in streaks of brilliant red into her braid, before locking it shut with a sizable ring.
A soft sigh escaped the Xiaah, as she thought on the things which she knew she would be returning home to. Certainly there was the pleasure of being back with her people, but there was also the grim fact that there was far more to being a ruler since that fateful day years ago. Now, she had to lead her people across stars, not just ensure their safety within the comforts of their home-world. Their home-world, which they were forced to relocate from. Idly, she wondered just why they had not returned, and she marked down a notion in her data-book to speak to her brother about the matter, after, of course, setting aside some private time with him. With her note writing complete, she looped the chain which the book was connected to over her arm, before waving away her servants. It was time to lead again.
Eagle-Class Battle-carrier Mihi'Ruda – Bridge
"Xiaah on deck." Announced a Lorath Self Defense Force soldier, as she snapped to attention, before graciously bowing to the queen of her people. Other bridge officers rose from their seats, bowing, before the Xiaah motioned for them to return to their stations.
"What is our heading?" Asked Harr'ikke, as she took a seat in the command chair, facing forward at the large monitoring screen which was currently dominated by a large star map of the area, along with essential information.
From the navigation console, came a Jiyuuian's response; "We are currently on a course set toward the stellar west, route set to Nyli system, intending to pass Yuujou, before heading to the Nyli system."
"Speed?" Asked Harr'ikke.
"As ordered, we have dropped out of hyper-fold to conduct sensor scans of the area, we are currently traveling at 30,000c due to overlapping our propulsion field with the rest of our group." Spoke the Jiyuuian again.
"Communications, re-establish live data-link with the Matriarchy once we are in range, as well as the United Outer Colonies network." Harr'ikke ordered, as she eyed the map, watching the light-years slowly tick by. "Sensor station, readings?"
Speaking from the sensor console, a New Tur'listian woman spoke "Nothing of note as of yet." as she peered into a read-out display which shined a blue light into her eyes.
"We're establishing communications link with the Matriarchy... ARIA units confirming link security. Link security confirmed. Establishing streaming feed... unable to establish. Confirm same difficulties for United Outer Colonies network. There is too much disruption in the network to establish a stream at this distance. Unknown cause, attempting to retrieve information."
At this point, it was apparent to Harr'ikke that the routine trip home may have hit a snag. "Maintain what connection you can."
"We are able to establish a basic data link for navigational telemetry, coordination data, but high-bandwidth sensor relays are being jammed." Spoke the communication officer. "Communication traffic from the Matriarchy indicates that our forces are mobilized in a humanitarian operation and territorial defense operation. No signal from the United Outer Colonies... we are however picking up news broadcasts, Yamataian frequencies... Xiaah, statements indicate that the NMX have forced the collapse of the Colonies, the Yamataians have claimed the territory, and the civilians are being evacuated. Mobilization data also indicates that our forces are assisting in evacuation, ma'am."
Harr'ikke frowned at that point, it seemed, that the disappearance of Ayana was not the end of the matter, but merely the beginning. "Our three systems, are they safe?" She asked, sounding firm and in control.
"Nyli, Hici'emi, and Lor confirmed as defended. Majority of our fleet addressed to the northern campaign has returned." Confirmed the communications officer. "There have been no confirmed advances from the NMX upon our systems at this time. It seems they have isolated their advance to the United Outer Colonies in proper."
"Adjust course, direct our group on a direct course to Nyli. I would like to maintain the tactic---" Harr'ikke spoke, before being interrupted by the communication officer.
"Xiaah, I apologize, urgent report incoming. Distress signal from a convoy of LSDF ships. Harvester-Class, TATC-Type, and Nir-Class vessels with minimal combat ship escort... they are being engaged by NMX ships while carrying evacuated civilians from the Colonies."
With that, the Xiaah gestured to the map screen on the primary display; "Indicate their position on the map, and see about establishing a sensor link with them."
"Opening communication line... sensor link established, they're close, position on screen" Spoke the communications officer.
Upon the map, the display was updated to indicate the convoy of Matriarchy ships, their vital data, and their headings. Directly adjacent to the indicators of friendlies were enemy indicators, as sensor data was fed directly from the convoy. There were at least three dozen enemy warships which were in pursuit of the Matriarchy convoy.
"Bring up passenger manifest data. Civilian crew count. Convoy total." Harr'ikke ordered.
With that order, the computer took the initiative at that point, as it updated the display to have manifest data listed, there were over one million civilians in the convoy, and a few thousand military personnel. Though, as the number was displayed, it dropped abruptly, as one of the ships in the convoy was picked off.
Weighing the right and wrong of the situation, as well as the crew compliment of her combat group, the proper course of action was made perfectly clear to Harr'ikke as she spoke her order; "Set course for the convoy, carrier assets, prepare for fighter and armor deployment. Assume formation Shep'min'c. Charge weapons. Battle stations."
"Acknowledged." Spoke the communications and navigational officers as they carried out their duties.
With orders set into motion, the Xiaah's convoy quickly moved into a defense-and-attack formation. Cruisers took on the task of guarding the flanks of the group, as carriers took on the next layer, as 'Gunship' category ships took on the forward position before the carrier group. Nestled in the middle of the formation was the Eagle-Class battle-carrier. With the formation arranged, the convoy broke into hyper-fold speeds to quickly close the distance between themselves and the friendly convoy.
"Fifteen minutes until arrival." Spoke the navigational officer, as the group traveled through the corridor of hyper-folded space.
Harr'ikke rose from her seat, as she continued to give her orders to her convoy "Acknowledged. Maintain battle condition. Mobilize armor and fighter units within the hyper-fold" With those words, she strode to the room set aside as a 'Captain's Office', where she sat at the desk which she called her own for the time being. Once seated, she produced her data book once more, before placing pen to paper.
Xiaah Harr'ikke 'Destiny' Tur'lista – Private Communications said:"Dear Brother, I am on my way home from our fact finding mission to the territory set aside by the Shichou clan and Kakutama Heavy Indurstries. It has been refreshing to be away from the troubles which we were faced with back home, though, I find that my heart longs to be back with my people, and with you. I have sent the children and Fate ahead in a Raptor, since they were eager to return home due to being homesick. Though, I did order them to take the nebula to the south of Nyli to avoid any undue attention. I have remained with the Eagle, 'Mihi'ruda'. I still do not understand why you would commission such a machine to have been built, is this another situation of you being over protective my dear?
"I smile to think of the way in which you watch over me, the way in which you show your love. You do so with such passion, and it makes me feel truly alive, no matter how grim things may seem. Dear brother, I will be home soon, Goddess willing."
Sounds of pen upon paper were quite audible in the Queen's chambers aboard the 'Mihi'ruda' as she wrote words upon paper, which were picked up by a sensor attached to the paper tablet, converting the writing into data, before sending it off over the Matriarchy's remote data network. As Harr'ikke wrote, Helashio servants worked to braid her hair, and to dress her in robes of red and white silk, which were then adorned with ornamental armor. While Harr'ikke traveled in space, she insisted that she look the part of a warrior leader, to inspire her people, and to embolden them. Aiding in that appearance, her servants brushed in streaks of brilliant red into her braid, before locking it shut with a sizable ring.
A soft sigh escaped the Xiaah, as she thought on the things which she knew she would be returning home to. Certainly there was the pleasure of being back with her people, but there was also the grim fact that there was far more to being a ruler since that fateful day years ago. Now, she had to lead her people across stars, not just ensure their safety within the comforts of their home-world. Their home-world, which they were forced to relocate from. Idly, she wondered just why they had not returned, and she marked down a notion in her data-book to speak to her brother about the matter, after, of course, setting aside some private time with him. With her note writing complete, she looped the chain which the book was connected to over her arm, before waving away her servants. It was time to lead again.
Eagle-Class Battle-carrier Mihi'Ruda – Bridge
"Xiaah on deck." Announced a Lorath Self Defense Force soldier, as she snapped to attention, before graciously bowing to the queen of her people. Other bridge officers rose from their seats, bowing, before the Xiaah motioned for them to return to their stations.
"What is our heading?" Asked Harr'ikke, as she took a seat in the command chair, facing forward at the large monitoring screen which was currently dominated by a large star map of the area, along with essential information.
From the navigation console, came a Jiyuuian's response; "We are currently on a course set toward the stellar west, route set to Nyli system, intending to pass Yuujou, before heading to the Nyli system."
"Speed?" Asked Harr'ikke.
"As ordered, we have dropped out of hyper-fold to conduct sensor scans of the area, we are currently traveling at 30,000c due to overlapping our propulsion field with the rest of our group." Spoke the Jiyuuian again.
"Communications, re-establish live data-link with the Matriarchy once we are in range, as well as the United Outer Colonies network." Harr'ikke ordered, as she eyed the map, watching the light-years slowly tick by. "Sensor station, readings?"
Speaking from the sensor console, a New Tur'listian woman spoke "Nothing of note as of yet." as she peered into a read-out display which shined a blue light into her eyes.
"We're establishing communications link with the Matriarchy... ARIA units confirming link security. Link security confirmed. Establishing streaming feed... unable to establish. Confirm same difficulties for United Outer Colonies network. There is too much disruption in the network to establish a stream at this distance. Unknown cause, attempting to retrieve information."
At this point, it was apparent to Harr'ikke that the routine trip home may have hit a snag. "Maintain what connection you can."
"We are able to establish a basic data link for navigational telemetry, coordination data, but high-bandwidth sensor relays are being jammed." Spoke the communication officer. "Communication traffic from the Matriarchy indicates that our forces are mobilized in a humanitarian operation and territorial defense operation. No signal from the United Outer Colonies... we are however picking up news broadcasts, Yamataian frequencies... Xiaah, statements indicate that the NMX have forced the collapse of the Colonies, the Yamataians have claimed the territory, and the civilians are being evacuated. Mobilization data also indicates that our forces are assisting in evacuation, ma'am."
Harr'ikke frowned at that point, it seemed, that the disappearance of Ayana was not the end of the matter, but merely the beginning. "Our three systems, are they safe?" She asked, sounding firm and in control.
"Nyli, Hici'emi, and Lor confirmed as defended. Majority of our fleet addressed to the northern campaign has returned." Confirmed the communications officer. "There have been no confirmed advances from the NMX upon our systems at this time. It seems they have isolated their advance to the United Outer Colonies in proper."
"Adjust course, direct our group on a direct course to Nyli. I would like to maintain the tactic---" Harr'ikke spoke, before being interrupted by the communication officer.
"Xiaah, I apologize, urgent report incoming. Distress signal from a convoy of LSDF ships. Harvester-Class, TATC-Type, and Nir-Class vessels with minimal combat ship escort... they are being engaged by NMX ships while carrying evacuated civilians from the Colonies."
With that, the Xiaah gestured to the map screen on the primary display; "Indicate their position on the map, and see about establishing a sensor link with them."
"Opening communication line... sensor link established, they're close, position on screen" Spoke the communications officer.
Upon the map, the display was updated to indicate the convoy of Matriarchy ships, their vital data, and their headings. Directly adjacent to the indicators of friendlies were enemy indicators, as sensor data was fed directly from the convoy. There were at least three dozen enemy warships which were in pursuit of the Matriarchy convoy.
"Bring up passenger manifest data. Civilian crew count. Convoy total." Harr'ikke ordered.
With that order, the computer took the initiative at that point, as it updated the display to have manifest data listed, there were over one million civilians in the convoy, and a few thousand military personnel. Though, as the number was displayed, it dropped abruptly, as one of the ships in the convoy was picked off.
Weighing the right and wrong of the situation, as well as the crew compliment of her combat group, the proper course of action was made perfectly clear to Harr'ikke as she spoke her order; "Set course for the convoy, carrier assets, prepare for fighter and armor deployment. Assume formation Shep'min'c. Charge weapons. Battle stations."
"Acknowledged." Spoke the communications and navigational officers as they carried out their duties.
With orders set into motion, the Xiaah's convoy quickly moved into a defense-and-attack formation. Cruisers took on the task of guarding the flanks of the group, as carriers took on the next layer, as 'Gunship' category ships took on the forward position before the carrier group. Nestled in the middle of the formation was the Eagle-Class battle-carrier. With the formation arranged, the convoy broke into hyper-fold speeds to quickly close the distance between themselves and the friendly convoy.
"Fifteen minutes until arrival." Spoke the navigational officer, as the group traveled through the corridor of hyper-folded space.
Harr'ikke rose from her seat, as she continued to give her orders to her convoy "Acknowledged. Maintain battle condition. Mobilize armor and fighter units within the hyper-fold" With those words, she strode to the room set aside as a 'Captain's Office', where she sat at the desk which she called her own for the time being. Once seated, she produced her data book once more, before placing pen to paper.
Xiaah Harr'ikke 'Destiny' Tur'lista said:Dearest Brother,
I may have just written you, but events have conspired to prevent my return from going as planned. I must take on a task which has presented itself as one that must be done for the greater good. Innocent lives require my aid, and as a warrior and Queen, I must protect these people from harm. I have ordered my personal convoy to intercept the civilian convoy, and repel enemy raiders. Our remote scans and data from the civilian transports indicate that there are over thirty NMX ships in the region. My convoy should be able to neutralize them with minimal risk to my own safety, worry not.
As we approach, I find that my heart races, and my body feels alive more than it has since the incident in the garden. Perhaps, the touch of the wicked God robbed me of my passion since I came so close to surrendering to his deathly touch? Perhaps, at this moment, I come close enough again to feel my passion which was stranded beyond my reach? Brother, I know not of why, but I know, I do this to live, and feel that each breath I draw is justified, and each beat of my heart is worthwhile.
Pray not for my safety, that is up to our own hands, and not the hand of the Goddess. Pray for the souls of those which fall, and for peace to come for those who live.
-Your Beloved Sister, Harr'ikke.