Mission 8: Return to Miranda
Oct 31, 2007 18:23:21 GMT
Post by michaelwallace on Oct 31, 2007 18:23:21 GMT
Mike was leant over the main engineering console with five other engineers arguing about how to invent a workable plasma shield. The situation had degenerated into an argument over physics, with several engineers saying it was impossible with Challenger’s technology from the outset. Mike scratched his head as the ship’s internal comm. system brought over the voice of the Captain.
“Could you come up and bring the Mirandans with you?” Andy asked,
“I’ll be right there.” Mike answered almost with glee, he was glad to get away from the debate over plasma shielding.
“You guys keep working on this, I’ll be back asap.” Mike instructed his engineers who sighed upon his instruction.
Mike quickly grabbed Loken and brought him to Andy’s Office, Mike wasn’t sure what it was all about but he was happy to help. As Mike arrived he rattled the door before hearing the call to enter, Mike saw Andy looking over his console and wondered what could be so important. As he and Loken arrived Andy showed them the message… Mike looked stunned, he had no idea what it meant but Loken seemed to recognise it.
Loken eluded to the name referring to the President of Miranda, but that didn’t seem to make sense, turning to Andy Mike asked pointedly;
“What should we do?”
“I’m not sure yet.” Andy replied honestly
Mike stared down at the message, “You think this could be a setup?” Mike asked… he noted Loken shift a little, he must have been unsure of the term.
(Tag Andy)
~ Miranda ~
~ Mirandan Military Base – Command Post ~
General Ankar stood in his Command Post, surrounded by aides and Lieutenants, it had almost been a week of searching for the aliens and nothing. Their allies were losing patience and Ankar was struggling to conceal the fact that he had not ordered the death of the paleskins. Over the last few days, Ankar’s position was becoming untenable – he was being pressured by the masked allies, the government and even his own most trusted friends and confidants had advised him against disobeying their strange allies.
Ankar still had the support of the army and he knew in his mind that he could not be removed from his post but he was growing weary of having to defend his decisions on an hourly basis. Ankar was interrupted by the sound of the transmitter behind… it crackled with a message.
“Possible alien encounter, grid H sector 4. We have lost contact with one of our patrols.”
Ankar turned to Brutos to give his friend the order but he was already ahead of him.
“General Ankar will arrive himself to oversee the investigation, keep the search subtle and only inform your search unit of what is happening. Secrecy is off the upmost importance.” Brutos finished.
“Aknowledged Sir, we await the General’s arrival.” Came the crackled respone.
Ankar grabbed his hat and made his way down to the hangar where his all terrain buggy was waiting. It was the fastest mode of transport and the journey ahead would take 4 hours.
“Brutos, you need to stay here and keep our allies off the scent and if anyone from the government asks for me I am unavailable.”
Brutos cast Ankar a smile, “Good luck old friend.”
~~~~~~~~~ 4 Hours later ~~~~~~~~~
~ Miranda ~
~ Sector H8 ~
Ankar’s buggy stormed across the rocky terrain as he made his way to H4, in the distance he could see the presence of some scattered troops searching the surrounding area. Ankar received a message which crackled; “General Ankar is that you?”
“This is Ankar, I want a sitrep now!” The General replied.
“One of our patrolling officers has not checked in, Zilan is his name. We haven’t received any contact in 6 hours.”
Ankar’s buggy reached the group as they finished reporting, Ankar was an old man in his 50s and the journey had taken its toll on him but he would not allow it to show.
“It is safe to assume Zilan, left the search perimeter. Extend our search by 10miles. Use the buggy if need be to scout ahead, I want him found!” Ankar commanded, “Activate his transponder as well, it wont work from this range but when we are within 2miles, we’ll be able to home in on his position.”
The soldiers nodded and got to searching as Ankar sat himself on the rockface, reached into his pocket, drew his sidearm and began searching the cave structures nearby. Ankar beckoned the senior officer towards him and whispered;
“Any word from our source within the mirandan camp?”
“Reports of outsiders in this sector, Sir. But our searches turned up nothing.”
Ankar just nodded mutely, Kaulo was the insider who was hiding amongst the mirandans. 4 months Kaulo, had been under cover and he had produced next to nothing. That was a matter for another day Ankar thought to himself as his datacube beeped.
"I am getting a signal, approximately 2 miles from here - the rockface was jamming the signa! Ready your unit for an assault on the area. I'll scout ahead."
The Commander nodded, "General be careful. I do not know what is going on here but you are an important figure among Mirandans - don't go getting yourself killed."
Ankar laughed, "I'll try not too..."
As Ankar jumped into his buggy, he took the road ahead slowly. He did not want to arouse suspiction and his vehicle at full speed made a noise like thunder. Nearing the area where the transponder signal was coming from Ankar slowed his buggy to a stop jumped out and unholstered his pistol.
Ankar could hear raised voices and the sound of a child from a ledge above him. "you do realise I could easily overpower you. I have more endurance than you have and I am quite possibly older than you are."
Ankar raised his weapon, the voice was unfamiliar and a strange accent. One he had not heard before as Ankar creeped up to the ledge he found a paleskin wrestling a mirandan military officer.
"Stop it! Get the hell off him!" Ankar yelled.
His words seemed to mean nothing, as the brawl continued before him. Ankar fired a single shot into the air, which seemed to get the attention of both men.
"Zalin, I presume." Ankar aknowledged the military officer, who immediately recognised him.
"General... I, I..." Zalin stumpled nervously.
"You need not explain, you may get a promotion for this! who is this we have here then?" Ankar asked,
(Tag Zalin)
"Speak, paleskin. How dare you attack an officer of the Mirandan Army. What is your name? You do not sound like you are from these parts."
(Tag Saryn)
“Could you come up and bring the Mirandans with you?” Andy asked,
“I’ll be right there.” Mike answered almost with glee, he was glad to get away from the debate over plasma shielding.
“You guys keep working on this, I’ll be back asap.” Mike instructed his engineers who sighed upon his instruction.
Mike quickly grabbed Loken and brought him to Andy’s Office, Mike wasn’t sure what it was all about but he was happy to help. As Mike arrived he rattled the door before hearing the call to enter, Mike saw Andy looking over his console and wondered what could be so important. As he and Loken arrived Andy showed them the message… Mike looked stunned, he had no idea what it meant but Loken seemed to recognise it.
Loken eluded to the name referring to the President of Miranda, but that didn’t seem to make sense, turning to Andy Mike asked pointedly;
“What should we do?”
“I’m not sure yet.” Andy replied honestly
Mike stared down at the message, “You think this could be a setup?” Mike asked… he noted Loken shift a little, he must have been unsure of the term.
(Tag Andy)
~ Miranda ~
~ Mirandan Military Base – Command Post ~
General Ankar stood in his Command Post, surrounded by aides and Lieutenants, it had almost been a week of searching for the aliens and nothing. Their allies were losing patience and Ankar was struggling to conceal the fact that he had not ordered the death of the paleskins. Over the last few days, Ankar’s position was becoming untenable – he was being pressured by the masked allies, the government and even his own most trusted friends and confidants had advised him against disobeying their strange allies.
Ankar still had the support of the army and he knew in his mind that he could not be removed from his post but he was growing weary of having to defend his decisions on an hourly basis. Ankar was interrupted by the sound of the transmitter behind… it crackled with a message.
“Possible alien encounter, grid H sector 4. We have lost contact with one of our patrols.”
Ankar turned to Brutos to give his friend the order but he was already ahead of him.
“General Ankar will arrive himself to oversee the investigation, keep the search subtle and only inform your search unit of what is happening. Secrecy is off the upmost importance.” Brutos finished.
“Aknowledged Sir, we await the General’s arrival.” Came the crackled respone.
Ankar grabbed his hat and made his way down to the hangar where his all terrain buggy was waiting. It was the fastest mode of transport and the journey ahead would take 4 hours.
“Brutos, you need to stay here and keep our allies off the scent and if anyone from the government asks for me I am unavailable.”
Brutos cast Ankar a smile, “Good luck old friend.”
~~~~~~~~~ 4 Hours later ~~~~~~~~~
~ Miranda ~
~ Sector H8 ~
Ankar’s buggy stormed across the rocky terrain as he made his way to H4, in the distance he could see the presence of some scattered troops searching the surrounding area. Ankar received a message which crackled; “General Ankar is that you?”
“This is Ankar, I want a sitrep now!” The General replied.
“One of our patrolling officers has not checked in, Zilan is his name. We haven’t received any contact in 6 hours.”
Ankar’s buggy reached the group as they finished reporting, Ankar was an old man in his 50s and the journey had taken its toll on him but he would not allow it to show.
“It is safe to assume Zilan, left the search perimeter. Extend our search by 10miles. Use the buggy if need be to scout ahead, I want him found!” Ankar commanded, “Activate his transponder as well, it wont work from this range but when we are within 2miles, we’ll be able to home in on his position.”
The soldiers nodded and got to searching as Ankar sat himself on the rockface, reached into his pocket, drew his sidearm and began searching the cave structures nearby. Ankar beckoned the senior officer towards him and whispered;
“Any word from our source within the mirandan camp?”
“Reports of outsiders in this sector, Sir. But our searches turned up nothing.”
Ankar just nodded mutely, Kaulo was the insider who was hiding amongst the mirandans. 4 months Kaulo, had been under cover and he had produced next to nothing. That was a matter for another day Ankar thought to himself as his datacube beeped.
"I am getting a signal, approximately 2 miles from here - the rockface was jamming the signa! Ready your unit for an assault on the area. I'll scout ahead."
The Commander nodded, "General be careful. I do not know what is going on here but you are an important figure among Mirandans - don't go getting yourself killed."
Ankar laughed, "I'll try not too..."
As Ankar jumped into his buggy, he took the road ahead slowly. He did not want to arouse suspiction and his vehicle at full speed made a noise like thunder. Nearing the area where the transponder signal was coming from Ankar slowed his buggy to a stop jumped out and unholstered his pistol.
Ankar could hear raised voices and the sound of a child from a ledge above him. "you do realise I could easily overpower you. I have more endurance than you have and I am quite possibly older than you are."
Ankar raised his weapon, the voice was unfamiliar and a strange accent. One he had not heard before as Ankar creeped up to the ledge he found a paleskin wrestling a mirandan military officer.
"Stop it! Get the hell off him!" Ankar yelled.
His words seemed to mean nothing, as the brawl continued before him. Ankar fired a single shot into the air, which seemed to get the attention of both men.
"Zalin, I presume." Ankar aknowledged the military officer, who immediately recognised him.
"General... I, I..." Zalin stumpled nervously.
"You need not explain, you may get a promotion for this! who is this we have here then?" Ankar asked,
(Tag Zalin)
"Speak, paleskin. How dare you attack an officer of the Mirandan Army. What is your name? You do not sound like you are from these parts."
(Tag Saryn)