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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by InfernosCaress on July 30, 2020, 12:54:09 PM »

Kaumirran



"you do realize that you're talking about insect herders who supply kit for ground-pounders... I'm not sure how that'd work... in outer, frikken, space!"


Kaumirran made a face. It was the kind that said she was confused as to how that was her fault. She felt that way a lot. Granted, most of the time it was her fault, but that didn’t mean that she saw a reason as to why she ought to take the blame for it. “Not everything can be as useful in long distance combat as shovels and chainsaws.”



Mr. D gives Kaumirran an alarmed look.


“What?” Kaumirran lifted her head just enough to be able to return the gaze. “I’m not the one doing it.” That time it actually wasn’t her fault. Or so she believed. She could have been wrong, but she did not remember attacking anyone, not in a way that would raise an alarm.


"Code one-one-nine?" Mr. D mouths at Kaumirran, silently asking her if she understands what it means.


Kaumirran knew what that meant. Everyone did.  It was a famous set of digits. “That’s an old number that people used to use to call the police and fire-guys.” She was going to say more, possibly on her opinion of hot fire-guys, someone --who was also not her-- decided to start driving recklessly. So, instead of continuing her discussion on said topic, she mainly just squealed as she was bounced back and forth in the seat.


OOC: I'm not sure what's going on with Nur. 


OOC:  Just now? That would imply that you did understand before.

   I probably missed the hover part. Maybe she hopped over from another one. Maybe she is not even there but she is so dear to Putri's heart that she just likes to imagine that they are always together.  Who knows?  Not I.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by Sketchley on July 30, 2020, 11:20:10 AM »

2069.02.09 Sat. (18:00): Elpis Faction Border, 5 Sisters (deep space between the Irmuska and Caterina Systems)

“No one wants them here with their better equipment, (...) and then we'd be so confused that we'd have no idea what to do with ourselves."

The Major looks at her like she's crazy.  He then closes his eyes and shudders.

Massaging his temples with closed eyes, he informs her, "you do realize that you're talking about insect herders who supply kit for ground-pounders... I'm not sure how that'd work... in outer, frikken, space!" he angrily growls at Kaumirran.


“Okay, first of all ...”

Andruven opens his mouth a couple of times and looks like he's about to say something.  Eventually he just rolls his eyes, and walks away.



2069.02.10 Sun. (19:00): Phat-p Territory, deep space (equidistant between the Phat-p and Anush Systems)

“This had better be important.  I was just laying down for a nap. I need all of the beauty sleep that I can get.”

The others ignore her: Bah is focused on slaloming through the legs of the giant Pertahanan Zentrādi—who are dashing about to get to their battle stations—and Mr. D is focused on the Major's communication with the bridge.

The voice of Melika—the Hamekahame's tactical officer—crackles out of the Sugar-Foot-style jeep's radio.  "/z/ ... responding to a distress call.  Allied ships are under attack! /z/"

Mr. D gives Kaumirran an alarmed look.

"/z/ Who's attacking? /z/" the Major asks.

"/z/ Code 119. /z/" Melika says, with a note of alarm.

"/z/ Copy. /z/" the Major says, all colour in his face draining.

"Code one-one-nine?" Mr. D mouths at Kaumirran, silently asking her if she understands what it means.

"/z/ Defold in under 120 seconds.  Alakai wants you airborne the moment we Defold!! /z/" concludes Melika, before she cuts the connection on her end.

The Major turns to Bah and barks, "step on it!"

Bah really starts pushing the jeep, and everyone starts getting rudely flung around by the sharp turns he's taking as he weaves through the Zentrādi legs.  He also starts hammering on the horn, which partially clears a path in the slalom course of legs.


OOC: I'm not sure what's going on with Nur.  For starters, Amina et al were on a hover platform flying above head height (giant-sized Zentrādi head height)...

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by InfernosCaress on July 26, 2020, 06:02:08 AM »

Kaumirran



"You do not want any of that trash from De Moins on this ship!"


“Uh, well, Duh!  Why would we?” Kaumirran asked sarcastically. “No one wants them here with their better equipment, more money, fancier crafts, and excessive talent. I mean, that would only improve the quality around here and no one wants that!” She rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. "I mean, we might actually win and battle and then we'd be so confused that we'd have no idea what to do with ourselves."




"If you still have something to say, I think Nur would like the company on latrine duty—I heard Amina assigned her to it for disobeying orders!"


Kaumirran did not know who that was. Either of them. She also did not care. It did not affect her one way or the other. The threat, on the other hand, did have an effect.

“Okay, first of all,” she held up a finger so that they could both be clear as to which number first represented. “You’re not the boss of me. I am here because it temporarily suits me to be so. If you want to assign me to the latrines, then you’ll have to me extra for that and we both know that you don’t have that kind of money. How do we know that? Because you live in a junky trailer on a junkie ship currently sitting in the middle of a junkyard. And also because we’ve both met you.”

She let her hand drop. Her demeanor shifted along with it, the self-important arrogance melting away. “And I’m really only here until I can figure out a way to rescue my sister. She’s been so brainwashed that she doesn’t even realize that she needs saving. But she’s going to get it whether she likes it or not.”



In case there was any doubt, rest assured that Nur most definitely did not enjoy having to spend her time doing does sewage maintenance. In fact, she spent a good portion of it complaining. That was not particularly effective as pretty much everyone else avoided going down there. I did make her feel a bit better, but only a little. Verbally crafting fine plans, such as redirecting a PooPooTube to flush through a vent in A-Meanie’s quarters did a better job of improving her mode. She would have probably liked that, since she was a PooPooHead anyway, and it would be like a homecoming for her. No one else would probably even notice, since it would not do a thing to make that trollop smell worse than she already did.

Nur then screeched as she dropped a tool on to her foot.



Kaumirran takes pride in replacing the damaged wingtip—nevermind what Björn has to say about the missing wingtip on his VF-11D!


Poor Björn. Kaumirran felt bad for him. No, she didn’t. If one of them had to have a missing cover of a few power cables, it was not going to be her. It there was one thing that she had learned from Galaxy Truckers, it would be that exposed conduits were bad. He was just going to have to deal with it, because she was not.



Everyone piles into the jeep, with the Major sitting in the passenger seat.  He activates the vehicle's radio, and calls the bridge, "Melika!  This is Andurven.  What's the sitrep?"


Kaumirran climbed in to the rear of the jeep. She flopped down, allowing her head to drape against the top of the seat. “This had better be important,” she groused. “I was just laying down for a nap. I need all of the beauty sleep that I can get.”




Nur, already in her pressure suit, ran up and snatched Putri by the arm. She used her momentum to spin herself around backward and allowed it to get her that extra bit of tugging force to pull the other woman along with her. “Di’n’cha  hear? We gotta goooo. Come on, Pooty, it’s time for zoomies! ”




OOC: as it appears that we've lost Buran, would you be interested in taking over his PC Björn "Scotsman" Eriksson?


OOC: I would not. Playing too many characters in a game makes it difficult for me to keep all of their personalities and habits straights. Then I start feeling stressed and that leads to burn out. I just recovered from that. You shall just have to recruit other people.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by Sketchley on July 26, 2020, 03:35:16 AM »

2069.02.10 Sun. (19:00): Phat-p Territory, deep space (equidistant between the Phat-p and Anush Systems)

The pilots in the Steel Valkyries are quiet from all the hard work they put in during the day while they eat their evening meal.  The fresh food raises everyone's spirits, as it is infinitely better than the military rations they were stuck with for the past week!

As they begin heading to their individual trailers to "watch a video disc" (Mr. D) or "play video games" (Bah), the Hamekahame's red alert warning siren blares out.  The chamber their trailers sit in echoes with the ship's XO Kaipo Kekepania's cry: "/z/ Battle stations!  Battle stations! /z/"

Moments later, the voice of Keanu Melika, the Hamekahame's tactical officer, echoes out of Paradise's PA system, "/z/ Steel Valkyries, hot scramble! /z/"

Massa Andurven immediately pivots on his right foot and begins dashing to the nearest Sentinental Sugar-Foot-style jeep.  He barks, "Bah!  Take the wheel!"

As everyone races toward the jeep, the ship makes the familiar shudder as it jumps into a space fold.

Everyone piles into the jeep, with the Major sitting in the passenger seat.  He activates the vehicle's radio, and calls the bridge, "/z/ Melika!  This is Andurven.  What's the sitrep? /z/"

On the way down the corridor toward the hangars, they see Amina, Farah, and Putri pass overhead on a hoverplatform.

"/z/ How's the arm? /z/" Putri asks Farah concernedly.

"/z/ It's fine, /z/" Farah asks, as she rubs near the wrist.

"/z/ Didn't you just take it off? /z/", asks Amina, looking back over her shoulder at Farah's arm.

"It'll be fine," Farah says, as she lets go over her arm, and stands up straight and tall, with a determined expression.



OOC: as it appears that we've lost Buran, would you be interested in taking over his PC Björn "Scotsman" Eriksson?

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by Sketchley on July 26, 2020, 03:16:04 AM »

2069.02.10 Sun. (09:00): Phat-p Territory, deep space (equidistant between the Phat-p and Anush Systems)

The Hamekahame Defolds in deep space.  It's truly in the middle of nowhere, with no stellar objects around.  The ship deploys flights of Jināru as interceptors, and Rigādo for close-in defence.

The Pertahanan—who take great pride in their ship—busy themselves with repairs both internal and external.  Teams of Battle-suits get to work outside cutting damaged hull armour off, and welding on replacement armour taken at the 5 Sisters.  In the process, a couple of the inoperable weapon emplacements are also replaced.

Internally, giant-sized Pertahanan work on repairing or replacing critical wiring and fixtures.  Poor Nur is assigned to unclogging the sewer pipes under the barracks.

By the end of the day, the condition of the outside of the ship is approximately the same as it was just before having its front all blasted to hell by the Purple Squad's mothership.  The interior is in a considerably better—not to mention safer—condition; and the toilets are flushing with no problems once more (Nur has disappeared to spend the next 3 hours in the shower!)

The Steel Valkyries focus on repairing their Valkyries, in the process also giving an overhaul to the most troublesome systems.  They spend a good chunk of their time on the most damaged Valkyries—the Major's and Bah's—and using the parts Valkyries, they restore a good percentage of the armour (on Kaumirran's, too!)

Kaumirran takes pride in replacing the damaged wingtip—nevermind what Björn has to say about the missing wingtip on his VF-11D!

However, the lack of paint in the ship's stores does weigh a bit on everyone's minds—while their VFs are in the right shape, the blotches of primer on the freshly welded joints doesn't quite sit right with any of the pilots.

The Steel Valkyries then retreat to "Paradise" (their quarters) for some much needed downtime.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by Sketchley on July 26, 2020, 02:52:17 AM »

2069.02.09 Sat. (18:00): Elpis Faction Border, 5 Sisters (deep space between the Irmuska and Caterina Systems)

“We weren’t moving as a team. You ran off! ... We could have taken one of their pilots prisoner. We could have gained a whole mess of intel about who they were, where they’re based, what their numbers are, and where they keep their cash.”

The Major raises one hand as if to tell her to stop (or to say "talk to the hand").  However, he pauses mid-action when he hears the last part of Kaumirran's retort.

Lowering his hand, he adopts the pose of a pissed-off of a teacher lecturing a petulant child.  "You do not want any of that trash from De Moins on this ship!"

"Yeah, that's right.  We know where Purple Squad comes from, and that the four of them are privateers just like us—except that they drive VA-14's, have better funding and resources, and have better training and tactical discipline then you do!" he aggressively points at Kaumirran to emphasize his point.

"We don't know which faction on De Moins sponsors them—I honestly doubt that all of them would ever work together for a common goal!  We know ESCALUS is definitely not behind them.  Maybe Anthony or Mantua, as they'd have the most to gain...," he muses.

"Anyhow, if you want to go after their bank, best of luck with that.  That's if you can find it... let alone land on De Moins undetected!"

"Now, as you don't seem to have enough to do, get to work on unjamming Bah's gun pod," the Major says with an alarming scowl as he switches to full-on authoritarian mode.  "If you still have something to say, I think Nur would like the company on latrine duty—I heard Amina assigned her to it for disobeying orders!" he adds with an evil glimmer in his eyes, hoping that Kaumirran provokes him.

Steel Valkyries perform a quickie service on their VFs.  It's not going to win any awards for neatness, but their Valkyries are flyable and leak-free once more.  Kaumirran laments the lost tip of her Valkyrie's left wing—the lost signal lights in particular—but acquiesces that it doesn't effect flight control at all.

While they are repairing their VFs, the Hamekahame moves toward the largest remains of the Suvāru Saran in the 5 Sisters.  Scores of Pertahanan can be heard sortieing to salvage outer armour parts and weapon turrets to repair the Hamekahame.

The Steel Valkyries soon sorties to assist in the effort.  The Major reminds them that the Hamekahame is Folding in less than 30 min, and they have to finish by them.

Almost immediately, the Steel Valkyries are pulled from escort patrol duties and assigned to different salvage teams where they are mostly used for laser cutting with the head lasers.  The Zentrādi Power-suits assist, but mostly as muscle, as high-powered laser cutting tools are few and far between in the Zentrādi inventory.

Rigādo and Jināru pods stand guard and perform the escort patrol duties.

After salvaging a considerable amount (which is never enough for the Hamekahame), the ship Folds, while the Starbug and a skeleton salvage crew of VFs and Power-suits remain to salvage interior fixtures for another 30 min.  They salvage a far smaller total amount, but what they do recover is infinitely more valuable than a bunch of slabs of external armour.

The Starbug Folds to the rendezvous point about half a light year away (1 hour travel time).  Almost immediately, the Hamekahame embarks on a 14 hour Fold that takes them out of Elpis territory and back deep inside the Unified Government controlled Sector M45-3.

During that trip, the ship's crew takes stock on the day's events, mourn the dead, count their new supplies, and have their first meals with fresh foods in a long time.  With belly's full and heads full of deep thoughts, the ship rests.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Steel Valkyries OOC

« Last post by InfernosCaress on July 14, 2020, 09:26:43 AM »

I wear a mask every time that I leave the house. They only protect other people and not wearer, but I do my part anyway. If only everyone else would, we would be in much better shape.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Steel Valkyries OOC

« Last post by Sketchley on July 14, 2020, 06:40:47 AM »

Yeah... I've been following the news about infections gathering pace in your neck of the woods.

Stay safe, wear a mask (I know, it sucks in the heat and humidity), and do your best to stay healthy (meant in the sense of having a healthy body is one of the best defences against any virus).

Here in Osaka, there's been a bit of a resurgence, nowhere near as bad as Tokyo mind you.  But with Covid-19, there's no telling if common sense will prevail (and the infection rate goes back down), or the opposite happens, and they start closing schools again.  (>_<

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Steel Valkyries OOC

« Last post by InfernosCaress on July 14, 2020, 05:38:53 AM »

These things happen. It is not like there isn't a lot of distractions going on. I mean, things are not great here in the US right about now.

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Macross: Steal Valkyries / Re: Eps. 2.2: Milk Run

« Last post by InfernosCaress on July 14, 2020, 05:36:52 AM »

Kaumirran

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"Try harder to do it the right way!"


Kaumirran made a face at the camera. She was wearing a helmet and was not sure if anyone noticed. Plus there was that whole life-or-death exchange of gunfire going on serving as a distraction.

“We can still use these,” she added in case no one had been looking her way during her first rebuttal. “Pound out the dents, add some more powder, and they’ll be good to go. Bullets are like that.” Debatably.





"What are you doing?!"


“They shot me!” Kaumirran returned. “Do have any idea what’s that like? They hit me. With a bullet and it’s friends. That is very disruptive to this snowflake’s mildly egoistical nature.”





After her damaged suit touched down in the bay, Nur unsealed the front plate. She chest compartment hissed open. It was a bit slow to respond thanks to the damage that it had sustained. She slipped her arm free of its control nest and added a bit of her own strength to get the hatch completely open, then she climbed out and dropped on to the deck.

There were a lot of things that could have happened. Pooty could have backed her up and told a A-Meanie to get off her case. They could have flown together. The missiles could have been intercepted and a lot of people may still have had their lives. But, no. She had been sucker punched by her own team mate. The missiles had not been intercepted. A bunch of people died. Well, A-Meanie was going to get an earful about it and at least one really hard shove for being a two-faced, backstabbing, teammate-shooting trollop.
 

 
"What would have happened if Purple Squad pressed their attack when you were alone?!  You'd be smeared on the side of the scenery right now!"


“We weren’t moving as a team. You ran off!” Kaumirran countered. She did not like being called out. She especially did not like it when there was a very real, very tiny chance that she may have been at fault. “I was trying to stop them! You ran off and they got away!” She began to poke a finger down against her palm as if she were pointing to an illusory sheet of paper. “We could have disabled one of their fighters. We could have taken one of their pilots prisoner. We could have gained a whole mess of intel about who they were, where they’re based, what their numbers are, and where they keep their cash.”