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driftfleet2017-11-11 05:54 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2017-11-11 05:54 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mingle,
- alistair theirin,
- anthony j. crowley,
- aurae "tempest" le paulmier,
- billy kaplan/wiccan,
- chuuya nakahara,
- cloud strife,
- fenris,
- freyja wion,
- hermione granger,
- james "sawyer" ford,
- justice,
- kaname buccaneer,
- leilani lavellan,
- looma red wind,
- prompto argentum,
- riona cousland theirin,
- sayid jarrah,
- snow villiers,
- sokka,
- takeshi,
- thor odinson,
- vash the stampede
sooner or later, god'll cut you down.
Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Lato'li's orbit and also planetside.
When: Forward dated to 11/15.
[The Interceptor Fleet moves into position, waiting for the last few shield generators to fall. And in the early hours of the 15th, they do. The shield dissolves with a blip as if it was never there, leaving the man-eaters as prone as their prey. The Interceptors send out a transmission-- an unholy mix of Cockney and Australian that graces every available communicator-- if they answer it.]
We’re firin’! Do yer worst, Vieziri! We’re gonna kick yer sorry arses so hard you’ll kiss the moons!
[Five Interceptor ships swoop out of the dark and unload their various weaponry onto the Vieziri warships. At the same time, people stranded on the planet below ready the anti-aircraft guns onto their makers. And of course there is the Fleet itself, battered and yet beautiful across the velvet sky, as they fire everything they have.
Now the Vieziri start moving. Though the big red ship can’t do much maneuvering, the rest of the Vieziri warships certainly can. They fire back at the Interceptors and whoever else fires at them, willing to defend their leader and lose their lives in the process.
Luckily, the Interceptors have their own daring ships, which may look familiar to those who were here for the raider attack. One is emblazoned with racing stripes and flames all along the hull, and it moves so fast it nearly enters hyperspace. It’s there and gone in a flash, weaving past the enemy in crazy thrillseeking loops. Still another Interceptor ship is painted red and orange with a gold plate near the front, which reads BAMF with no explanation. This one has guns aplenty and easily weathers any duel it gets into. The third Interceptor ship is beautiful gold and black, sleek as hell and engineered with sense; this one packs the most gadgets and formidable guns of all calibers, and appears to do the most damage. Trailing behind is a much smaller ship, so nondescript it almost doesn’t stand out at all-- that is, until it forms a barrier to absorb some oncoming fire and reflect it back at the Vieziri.
There’s one ship that’s missing, though-- the one that was blown up several months ago after the heist. In its place is a small black ship that runs invisible to radar, sweeping past with silent speed as it lets loose a barrage of photon missiles onto the Vieziri flagship.
Down below, the Vieziri come out in full force-- one last stand before the warlord falls, trying to finish their fell rituals. Some of them rush the encampments, some go for the cities. Near the restored comms tower, a cloaked figure with a plain white mask fights their way through the onslaught using a plasma blade and a laser rifle.
After an hours-long siege, the big warship finally takes too much fire and breaks apart, lighting up the sky with falling shards like stars. The biggest debris burns up in orbit, but little pieces still rain down. It signals the end as the Vieziri begin to retreat both on ground and in the air. The loss of their leadership leaves them scattered and panicked.
The Fleet has won the day, but as the sun rises again over the wreckage, there is still plenty of work to be done.]
[ooc: Feel free to assume the Interceptors are helping your ships! The gold and black ship can be hailed and will give responses, as she’s been the main point of contact during this plot. You can also run into Zhade, though tags will be slow for both accounting for RL things. Please mark Zhade or Interceptors in the header of your toplevel if you’d like NPC interaction.
Any questions should be asked on the plot post for phase two.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Lato'li's orbit and also planetside.
When: Forward dated to 11/15.
[The Interceptor Fleet moves into position, waiting for the last few shield generators to fall. And in the early hours of the 15th, they do. The shield dissolves with a blip as if it was never there, leaving the man-eaters as prone as their prey. The Interceptors send out a transmission-- an unholy mix of Cockney and Australian that graces every available communicator-- if they answer it.]
We’re firin’! Do yer worst, Vieziri! We’re gonna kick yer sorry arses so hard you’ll kiss the moons!
[Five Interceptor ships swoop out of the dark and unload their various weaponry onto the Vieziri warships. At the same time, people stranded on the planet below ready the anti-aircraft guns onto their makers. And of course there is the Fleet itself, battered and yet beautiful across the velvet sky, as they fire everything they have.
Now the Vieziri start moving. Though the big red ship can’t do much maneuvering, the rest of the Vieziri warships certainly can. They fire back at the Interceptors and whoever else fires at them, willing to defend their leader and lose their lives in the process.
Luckily, the Interceptors have their own daring ships, which may look familiar to those who were here for the raider attack. One is emblazoned with racing stripes and flames all along the hull, and it moves so fast it nearly enters hyperspace. It’s there and gone in a flash, weaving past the enemy in crazy thrillseeking loops. Still another Interceptor ship is painted red and orange with a gold plate near the front, which reads BAMF with no explanation. This one has guns aplenty and easily weathers any duel it gets into. The third Interceptor ship is beautiful gold and black, sleek as hell and engineered with sense; this one packs the most gadgets and formidable guns of all calibers, and appears to do the most damage. Trailing behind is a much smaller ship, so nondescript it almost doesn’t stand out at all-- that is, until it forms a barrier to absorb some oncoming fire and reflect it back at the Vieziri.
There’s one ship that’s missing, though-- the one that was blown up several months ago after the heist. In its place is a small black ship that runs invisible to radar, sweeping past with silent speed as it lets loose a barrage of photon missiles onto the Vieziri flagship.
Down below, the Vieziri come out in full force-- one last stand before the warlord falls, trying to finish their fell rituals. Some of them rush the encampments, some go for the cities. Near the restored comms tower, a cloaked figure with a plain white mask fights their way through the onslaught using a plasma blade and a laser rifle.
After an hours-long siege, the big warship finally takes too much fire and breaks apart, lighting up the sky with falling shards like stars. The biggest debris burns up in orbit, but little pieces still rain down. It signals the end as the Vieziri begin to retreat both on ground and in the air. The loss of their leadership leaves them scattered and panicked.
The Fleet has won the day, but as the sun rises again over the wreckage, there is still plenty of work to be done.]
[ooc: Feel free to assume the Interceptors are helping your ships! The gold and black ship can be hailed and will give responses, as she’s been the main point of contact during this plot. You can also run into Zhade, though tags will be slow for both accounting for RL things. Please mark Zhade or Interceptors in the header of your toplevel if you’d like NPC interaction.
Any questions should be asked on the plot post for phase two.]
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Hey! Everything okay? You know this is the First Breath, right?
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Prompto? I didn't know you were on this ship as well. [But Kaname nods.]
Yes, we're all right, just getting ready to retaliate in our own way with Lunafreya's assistance.
[Can he see the confidence in her smile? Because it's totally there right now.]
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He looks around, a little confused.] Yeah? How's that?
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[Kaname nods in affirmation.] Yeah, we are. I mentioned before I'm a singer, right?
[Follow her as she walks to the other side of the cargo bay.] Our voices have certain effects on things back home, and here we found out they serve as a sort of stun against the Vieziri. We're having Lunafreya take over the sound system of the enemy flagship so we can broadcast our voices through the entire ship. It should cause a sizable delay in their reaction time in terms of firing on us or the Interceptors.
[She leans against a wall, looking across the area.] It's different from what we're used to here, it's more shielded and less of a stage. Sort of funny how things work between worlds.
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[He's ... more confused. But follows after her dutifully, excited to see where this is going. There's a skip to his step.] So like magical voice powers? Is that the kind of thing you did back home? That's incredible!
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It's not magic, but it's harder to explain right now. And, kind of, yeah, that's what I do back home. Our voices served as the cure for a disease called Var Syndrome, which caused the sufferers to go berserk and lose control of themselves. It's also had an effect of enhancing a person's piloting abilities at times. [Kaname gives what's basically a sheepish smile.] Like I said, it's a little complicated.
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Once we've got things set up, we'll be borrowing the cargo bay for the operation. I hope that won't be a problem. [Kaname pauses, then gives a slight one shouldered shrug.]
You're more than welcome to stay and listen if you wanted as well.
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I don't see why not. It's all for the greater good, yeah?
[He rocks back on his feet when she stops moving, skips to the side, does everything but stop.]
If you don't mind? Yeah! I'd love to! Is it okay if I...? [A camera materializes from the ether and he holds it aloft in question.]
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[She watches him move around. Something about the footwork amuses her. The camera suddenly appearing causes her to blink, but she only nods.]
I don't mind at all. If I'm being honest, I sort of miss having an audience sometimes. [Kaname gives him a sheepish smile.] Of course, if you think it's picture worthy.
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[It's uneasy, feeling like a sitting duck up in space. He's a gunman. He's done his part - Noctis and Luna are back on board. No one is invading his ship. It's good to know there are others who can do more.
The camera is more than a hobby in times like this. He raises it in victory.] Of course it's picture worthy! We need to commemorate this moment. Don't worry! I'll make sure you look good!
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[Kaname can't help it: her hand moves to her hair, noticing how out of place some of it is compared to normal. She's not a vain person exactly, but she still likes to look her best.] Thanks. I'll need help with that now, huh?
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[There is nothing wrong with her hair that he can see.] Huh? No. I just meant... You look, you look fine. Pretty. Pretty fine. [He should check the settings on his camera now.]
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No way! I wouldn't mind at all, go ahead! You just gotta show 'em to me, okay?
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