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Asid Mjolnir: /* Involved Personnel */

2020-05-23T02:33:02Z

Involved Personnel

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	*[[Felicia Sanders\|Sanders, Felicia]] - Petty Officer Second Class, Space Forces Command		*[[Felicia Sanders\|Sanders, Felicia]] - Petty Officer Second Class, Space Forces Command
	*[[Cassius Rean\|Rean, Cassius]] - Civilian Engineer		*[[Cassius Rean\|Rean, Cassius]] - Civilian Engineer
			*[[Eusebia Roa\|Roa, Eusebia]] - Civilian Engineer
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	*[[Eusebia Roa\|Roa, Eusebia]] - Civilian Engineer
	*[[Malcom Russell\|Russell, Malcom]] - Lieutenant, Space Forces Command		*[[Malcom Russell\|Russell, Malcom]] - Lieutenant, Space Forces Command
	*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian		*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian

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Asid Mjolnir: /* After Action Report */

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After Action Report

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	Cassius looked around as he entered the room and let out a whistle.<br/>"This is a nice setup, though I really shouldn't be surprised."<br/>"FTL logs, right, they should be in the nav systems, lets have a look. Hmm, there's nothing here beyond hydraulics, usually the chair contains the nav computer interface, but then again I suppose a military vessel isn't concerned about saving space in the same way a freighter is."<br/>Wandering around the horseshoe of consoles circling the room Cass passed engineering and gunnery stations before he found what he was looking for.<br/>"Here we go, navigation. Power's still on which is helpful, i'll just plug in here. Holy space balls! That's a lot of data! Where have you been girl?"<br/>Opening a channel to the lieutenant Cassius waited for the sounds of gunfire to stop then spoke quickly.<br/>"Lieutenant; the logs we want are huge, far bigger than these suits can hold. I think I can get round that issue but it will wipe most of the stored data on our suits, all of our suits. That means no map getting back. You OK for me to go ahead? It will only take a couple of minutes total."<br/>"Do what you have to do," replied Kota, "but make sure you are quick about it."<br/>"Will do!" And Cassius set to work. Taking an emergency transmitter from his suit he set it to transmit on the platoon wide channel. Then, stripping the wires from under the console, he connected the transmitter and hit download. The HuD on the platoons visors flickered briefly, then behind the targeting information, where a map of the ship had sat previously, a stream of computer code started running.<br/>"It's going to take two minuets even compressed as it is, while we wait I've got an idea."<br/><br/>Walking over to the gunnery console he could see what he thought was the defense commands controlling the Hearts weapons, pounding buttons only confirmed that a lock out code was in place. Ironically those codes may have been in the data he was currently overwriting on the suits.<br/>"And that's what i get for not thinking things through," he muttered. "Still I might be able to salvage something."<br/>Quickly grabbing the portable power supply he wired it directly into the system regulating the controls. Slowly he turned the power up to what he hoped was the limit the circuits could handle then, with the console glaring brightly, he slowly and methodically pressed a single button repeatedly. After 15 presses the display highlighted that lock out commands had been disabled, Cassius quickly turned off the extra power and disabled the defense protocols.<br/>"I really wasn't sure that would work," he said to no one in particular.		Cassius looked around as he entered the room and let out a whistle.<br/>"This is a nice setup, though I really shouldn't be surprised."<br/>"FTL logs, right, they should be in the nav systems, lets have a look. Hmm, there's nothing here beyond hydraulics, usually the chair contains the nav computer interface, but then again I suppose a military vessel isn't concerned about saving space in the same way a freighter is."<br/>Wandering around the horseshoe of consoles circling the room Cass passed engineering and gunnery stations before he found what he was looking for.<br/>"Here we go, navigation. Power's still on which is helpful, i'll just plug in here. Holy space balls! That's a lot of data! Where have you been girl?"<br/>Opening a channel to the lieutenant Cassius waited for the sounds of gunfire to stop then spoke quickly.<br/>"Lieutenant; the logs we want are huge, far bigger than these suits can hold. I think I can get round that issue but it will wipe most of the stored data on our suits, all of our suits. That means no map getting back. You OK for me to go ahead? It will only take a couple of minutes total."<br/>"Do what you have to do," replied Kota, "but make sure you are quick about it."<br/>"Will do!" And Cassius set to work. Taking an emergency transmitter from his suit he set it to transmit on the platoon wide channel. Then, stripping the wires from under the console, he connected the transmitter and hit download. The HuD on the platoons visors flickered briefly, then behind the targeting information, where a map of the ship had sat previously, a stream of computer code started running.<br/>"It's going to take two minuets even compressed as it is, while we wait I've got an idea."<br/><br/>Walking over to the gunnery console he could see what he thought was the defense commands controlling the Hearts weapons, pounding buttons only confirmed that a lock out code was in place. Ironically those codes may have been in the data he was currently overwriting on the suits.<br/>"And that's what i get for not thinking things through," he muttered. "Still I might be able to salvage something."<br/>Quickly grabbing the portable power supply he wired it directly into the system regulating the controls. Slowly he turned the power up to what he hoped was the limit the circuits could handle then, with the console glaring brightly, he slowly and methodically pressed a single button repeatedly. After 15 presses the display highlighted that lock out commands had been disabled, Cassius quickly turned off the extra power and disabled the defense protocols.<br/>"I really wasn't sure that would work," he said to no one in particular.
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Asid Mjolnir: /* After Action Report */

2018-05-15T05:28:45Z

After Action Report

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			*Corporal [[David Zastor]], Space Forces Command (Spaceborne Infantry)
			**Fireteam leader, SFCV ''Sandstorm'' (FF1-21)
			***[[SFCV Sandstorm\|SFCV ''Sandstorm'' (FF1-21)]]
			As soon as the intercom crackled off, Corporal Zastor looked up at his fireteam who were already assembling by the door, "We'll stop off at the armoury on the way to the hangar bay" he clipped, knowing full well that the grin on Thunders face meant he would be taking enough pyro with him to destroy the Heart on his own.<br/><br/>Minutes later, Fireteam 2B had assembled in the hangar bay along side Fireteams 2A and 1A. Lieutenant Rico barking out orders; "2A - secure and hold the extraction point, 1A - clear the CIWS on the hull and then push and aid 2B in clearing a path out. 2B - take point. 2A and B - into the [[Roughneck-class Assault Shuttle\|roughneck]], 1A - deploy by [[Reentry Vehicle Single Occupant\|REVSOs]]. Now GO!"
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			*[[Cassius Rean]]
			**Engineer
			Cassius looked around as he entered the room and let out a whistle.<br/>"This is a nice setup, though I really shouldn't be surprised."<br/>"FTL logs, right, they should be in the nav systems, lets have a look. Hmm, there's nothing here beyond hydraulics, usually the chair contains the nav computer interface, but then again I suppose a military vessel isn't concerned about saving space in the same way a freighter is."<br/>Wandering around the horseshoe of consoles circling the room Cass passed engineering and gunnery stations before he found what he was looking for.<br/>"Here we go, navigation. Power's still on which is helpful, i'll just plug in here. Holy space balls! That's a lot of data! Where have you been girl?"<br/>Opening a channel to the lieutenant Cassius waited for the sounds of gunfire to stop then spoke quickly.<br/>"Lieutenant; the logs we want are huge, far bigger than these suits can hold. I think I can get round that issue but it will wipe most of the stored data on our suits, all of our suits. That means no map getting back. You OK for me to go ahead? It will only take a couple of minutes total."<br/>"Do what you have to do," replied Kota, "but make sure you are quick about it."<br/>"Will do!" And Cassius set to work. Taking an emergency transmitter from his suit he set it to transmit on the platoon wide channel. Then, stripping the wires from under the console, he connected the transmitter and hit download. The HuD on the platoons visors flickered briefly, then behind the targeting information, where a map of the ship had sat previously, a stream of computer code started running.<br/>"It's going to take two minuets even compressed as it is, while we wait I've got an idea."<br/><br/>Walking over to the gunnery console he could see what he thought was the defense commands controlling the Hearts weapons, pounding buttons only confirmed that a lock out code was in place. Ironically those codes may have been in the data he was currently overwriting on the suits.<br/>"And that's what i get for not thinking things through," he muttered. "Still I might be able to salvage something."<br/>Quickly grabbing the portable power supply he wired it directly into the system regulating the controls. Slowly he turned the power up to what he hoped was the limit the circuits could handle then, with the console glaring brightly, he slowly and methodically pressed a single button repeatedly. After 15 presses the display highlighted that lock out commands had been disabled, Cassius quickly turned off the extra power and disabled the defense protocols.<br/>"I really wasn't sure that would work," he said to no one in particular.
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Asid Mjolnir: /* After Action Report */

2018-05-15T05:16:12Z

After Action Report

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	*Corporal [[Shino-Elena Wolf]], Ground Forces Command		*Corporal [[Shino-Elena Wolf]], Ground Forces Command
	**Military Police, Senate Security Force		**Military Police, Senate Security Force
	<blockquote>Kota called. "Shino, in with them. And don't ask what it looks like, because fuck if I know.''</blockquote><br/>"How did you k-n -Never mind. Gotcha, LT." Shino mumbles before dashing in after, scanning the room for hostiles.<br/><br/>''Fucking psychic LT. What more does the 'verse wanna throw at me? Next thing there's gonna be this giant old dude yelling about missing naptime because one of those shamblers decided to drop his nasty ass in his living room. But what do I know, right? This is a sure mess so I don't wanna hear any shit coming my way about not being on it. I'm here babysitting a wise-ass engineer playing with plasma cutters, opening panels like it's damn tetris or something and I-''<br/><br/>Shino cut off her self-induced rant as she realised she was voicing it in the present company's channels. If looks could kill, she'd probably be dead right now. She felt as if Kota was silently using laser eyes to melt her right then and there -if he wasn't doing so already, he was doing it mentally, probably. All around, Shino was just pissed off. Escort service was one thing, but in this situation, it was more messed up than anything she had ever seen, and it was taking its toll.<br/><br/>Shutting down her platoon-wide channel, she resorted to using the normal channel -as if she were just speaking to someone-.<br/><br/>"Calm down Corporal. Damn it. The last thing we need is another panic, we're in a bad enough mess as is." Nodding to herself a couple of times, she focused on the room, finding nothing but veiny growth, corpses, and -she supposed the captain- in the dome chair.<br/><br/>"Hold up. Be careful, and if anything goes wrong, yell something. I'm going to check what's under that dome." Holding her rifle at the ready, Shino closed in on the dome, avoiding the veiny growth. For some reason it attracted the damn things, so there must be a reason why the-<br/><br/>Shino held up, stopping her train of thought, and activated her helmet's recording option. Whatever was in there might help someone figure this shit out. With a small exhale, she pushed the dome upwards.<br/>She saw the dead, decayed body in front of her, and the display. Seeing Sanctuary and the combat around her, she took in everything she could be-<br/><br/>"What the Shit!" Shino exclaimed in utter anger and confusion. The systems shut down!<br/><br/>Opening a private channel to Kota, while walking around with her rifle at the ready, watching for any sign of danger from within, and peering at the engineers rummaging around occasionally, she spoke with a frustration-filled voice.<br/><br/>"LT. I just looked at what's under the dome, and the systems were still working, I saw [[Sanctuary]] and various ships. I think there was a civilian ship somewhere near, but I'm not sure. The systems shut down, and I see these damn tendrils going to the dead person inside the chair. What do you reckon, over?" Shino said, her voice once more tact and although strained, quite audibly focused.<br/><br/>''Why were those systems still working? Shouldn't those have shut down after a while? And if it shut down just now, why? I'm no egghead, but this... This is going way over my head. I like things simple, I don't need a riddle or two in a zombie-dash-shambling-stuff reanimation thing on a wrecked spacecraft when we're practically going to be turned into one of those things ourselves if we don't get out at some point.<br/><br/>And with at some point, I mean, ''ASA-fucking-P'. This isn't what I wanted for celebration! Not this kind of bang!''<br/><br/>"Cassius, anything yet? How about you, Chevy? If anything's useful, try recording it. Anything of utmost importance, relay it to me and LT Kota as soon as you do. If you need any help, holler."<br/><br/>With that, Shino started sweeping the room once more, occasionally taking a gander at the outside, seeing a trooper go down, alongside some shamblers. It was a rough skirmish, but by no means the worst firefight Shino'd seen.<br/><br/>''I just hope we can get out of here before the entire ship is torn apart.''		<blockquote>Kota called. "Shino, in with them. And don't ask what it looks like, because fuck if I know."</blockquote><br/>"How did you k-n -Never mind. Gotcha, LT." Shino mumbles before dashing in after, scanning the room for hostiles.<br/><br/>"Fucking psychic LT. What more does the 'verse wanna throw at me? Next thing there's gonna be this giant old dude yelling about missing naptime because one of those shamblers decided to drop his nasty ass in his living room. But what do I know, right? This is a sure mess so I don't wanna hear any shit coming my way about not being on it. I'm here babysitting a wise-ass engineer playing with plasma cutters, opening panels like it's damn tetris or something and I-"<br/><br/>Shino cut off her self-induced rant as she realised she was voicing it in the present company's channels. If looks could kill, she'd probably be dead right now. She felt as if Kota was silently using laser eyes to melt her right then and there -if he wasn't doing so already, he was doing it mentally, probably. All around, Shino was just pissed off. Escort service was one thing, but in this situation, it was more messed up than anything she had ever seen, and it was taking its toll.<br/><br/>Shutting down her platoon-wide channel, she resorted to using the normal channel -as if she were just speaking to someone-.<br/><br/>"Calm down Corporal. Damn it. The last thing we need is another panic, we're in a bad enough mess as is." Nodding to herself a couple of times, she focused on the room, finding nothing but veiny growth, corpses, and -she supposed the captain- in the dome chair.<br/><br/>"Hold up. Be careful, and if anything goes wrong, yell something. I'm going to check what's under that dome." Holding her rifle at the ready, Shino closed in on the dome, avoiding the veiny growth. For some reason it attracted the damn things, so there must be a reason why the-<br/><br/>Shino held up, stopping her train of thought, and activated her helmet's recording option. Whatever was in there might help someone figure this shit out. With a small exhale, she pushed the dome upwards.<br/>She saw the dead, decayed body in front of her, and the display. Seeing Sanctuary and the combat around her, she took in everything she could be-<br/><br/>"What the Shit!" Shino exclaimed in utter anger and confusion. The systems shut down!<br/><br/>Opening a private channel to Kota, while walking around with her rifle at the ready, watching for any sign of danger from within, and peering at the engineers rummaging around occasionally, she spoke with a frustration-filled voice.<br/><br/>"LT. I just looked at what's under the dome, and the systems were still working, I saw [[Sanctuary]] and various ships. I think there was a civilian ship somewhere near, but I'm not sure. The systems shut down, and I see these damn tendrils going to the dead person inside the chair. What do you reckon, over?" Shino said, her voice once more tact and although strained, quite audibly focused.<br/><br/>''Why were those systems still working? Shouldn't those have shut down after a while? And if it shut down just now, why? I'm no egghead, but this... This is going way over my head. I like things simple, I don't need a riddle or two in a zombie-dash-shambling-stuff reanimation thing on a wrecked spacecraft when we're practically going to be turned into one of those things ourselves if we don't get out at some point.<br/><br/>And with at some point, I mean, ''ASA-fucking-P'. This isn't what I wanted for celebration! Not this kind of bang!''<br/><br/>"Cassius, anything yet? How about you, Chevy? If anything's useful, try recording it. Anything of utmost importance, relay it to me and LT Kota as soon as you do. If you need any help, holler."<br/><br/>With that, Shino started sweeping the room once more, occasionally taking a gander at the outside, seeing a trooper go down, alongside some shamblers. It was a rough skirmish, but by no means the worst firefight Shino'd seen.<br/><br/>''I just hope we can get out of here before the entire ship is torn apart.''
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Asid Mjolnir: /* Involved Personnel */

2018-05-15T05:13:23Z

Involved Personnel

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	*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian		*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian
	*[[Shino-Elena Wolf\|Wolf, Shino-Elena]] - Corporal, Ground Forces Command		*[[Shino-Elena Wolf\|Wolf, Shino-Elena]] - Corporal, Ground Forces Command
	*[[David Zastor\|Zastor, David]] - Corporal, Space Forces Command - Spaceborne Infanry		*[[David Zastor\|Zastor, David]] - Corporal, Space Forces Command (Spaceborne Infanry)
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Asid Mjolnir: /* Involved Personnel */

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Involved Personnel

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	*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian		*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian
	*[[Shino-Elena Wolf\|Wolf, Shino-Elena]] - Corporal, Ground Forces Command		*[[Shino-Elena Wolf\|Wolf, Shino-Elena]] - Corporal, Ground Forces Command
			*[[David Zastor\|Zastor, David]] - Corporal, Space Forces Command - Spaceborne Infanry
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Asid Mjolnir: /* After Action Report */

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	*[[Felicia Sanders\|Sanders, Felicia]] - Petty Officer Second Class, Space Forces Command		*[[Felicia Sanders\|Sanders, Felicia]] - Petty Officer Second Class, Space Forces Command
	*[[Cassius Rean\|Rean, Cassius]] - Civilian Engineer		*[[Cassius Rean\|Rean, Cassius]] - Civilian Engineer
			*[[Eusebia Roa\|Roa, Eusebia]] - Civilian Engineer
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	*[[Eusebia Roa\|Roa, Eusebia]] - Civilian Engineer
	*[[Malcom Russell\|Russell, Malcom]] - Lieutenant, Space Forces Command		*[[Malcom Russell\|Russell, Malcom]] - Lieutenant, Space Forces Command
	*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian		*[[Viktor Thrym\|Thrym, Viktor]] - Civilian