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| − | | origin = {{House Link | Liberty}} | + | | origin = Deep Omicron's |
| − | | occupation = Artificial Intelligence Consensus Pilot | + | | occupation = Unknown |
| − | | affiliation = [[Artificial Intelligence Consensus]] | + | | affiliation = Unknown |
| − | | Job/Place = Artificial Intelligence Consensus Explorer & Escort | + | | Job/Place = Unknown |
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| − | =Bio= | + | ="The Birth" & "The Fall" & "The Sunrise"= |
| − | =Log 1=
| + | -The Birth- |
| − | "My history is... odd to say the least... I was that girl that always tried to stand out in the crowd but the never happened.." Slight childish laughter is heard "When I was young I went the the small Zoner school program on Freeport 11. Boy were those days something else... I got A's in most of my studies but... I'll explain my past at another date." Makes a slight sigh sound
| + | Born on her parents Zoner ship; the Winters Last Stand, Aelita was the only child of her family, born to her mother Milly K, Stone and her father Jeremy R, Stone. While during her time on this ship, Aelita was taught by her mother on subjects about the Omicron's, Omega's, Sigma's and other system's besides core space. Whenever Aelita brought up the subject about core space to her mother or father, both would refuse to tell her anything about the subject other then the great untrust they had for the houses, mainly against the two houses called Kusari and Rheinland. When she was nine years old, Aelita's father bought his daughter a light fighter ship. However the vessel was not worthy of flying in space, rather he bought a fully sealed hanger bay and taught her how to fly the craft. |
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| − | "During the fighting in Minor my ship took some....rather heavy damage..." She smiles slightly "Well that's a lie...both wings missing, one of the engines, all the weapons and the shield generator..." She goes into a neutral mood again "I froze myself in a cryo pod to...save myself...so to say..." She sighs hard "During my time in that pod my mind drifted into...this place... the space around me was like a program... something like this is what I saw...."
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| − | "But something came into my mind several times..... a repeating image almost staring me down the whole time.... it reminded me of...well my illness I have.." Sighs deeply "When I was younger I was testing my first ship out I had, one night I-I don't remember what happened fully but I remember a blast from the ships reactor and a flashing burn of pain..." Falls quiet and looks to the side tilting her head, one of her eyes flicker blue as if robotic "One of my eyes were replayed, my arm was hooked up with cybernetic parts, my spine was was wired after being...well broken from what I heard, as well as part of my cortex, or brain as they said had a optic-implant due to...some medical thing I cant remember... ..anyways....this is the image I saw in my head" Sighs hard
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| | + | Upon her twelfth birthday, Aelita was awoken from her by an amass of gunfire pounding the ship apart from the outside. Listening to the ship comm's, Corsairs had found the vessel they were on and attempted to pirate it for all its cargo and younger population. Her father refused clearly from the yelling and the Corsairs had begun to attack the ship. Before even making it to the door, Aelita's room shook and the floor fell apart under her, forcing the twelve year old girl to fall a max of five floors before impacting a pile of burning derbies below her; blacking out soon after. The following moments were all a blur to the girl, the people finding her and taking her to the Freeport of Omicron Delta where she laid in a comatose state for close to two years before awakening. |
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| − | "This image I kept seeing was...something I never got tired of, it just was there all the time and never once left, at one point I saw two spheres in my mind during the cryo-sleep..." Her voice seems shaky speaking now
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| − | "One felt...right...better then the other while one...didn't, the thing was I could not tell which was the better choose because the both felt the same way to me...." Shakes her head still sounding scared "T-thats all I-I care to explain right now...end log one, place in file Lyoko....."
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| − | =Log 2=
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| − | “So this is my log of my time… well programming and learning.” She smiles slightly flipping her hair back from the screen. “First off I’ll start with my life born on my parent’s ship.” She picks up a module Zoner colony ship. “This was their ship, they flew a colony ship used to refuel and resupply others in the deep Omicron and beyond systems.”
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| − | She pauses “After my first few years on Freeport 11 for my schooling I returned to my home for middle and high school both in my parent’s home ship.” She looks away for a moment “During my flight training course I…ran into an accident that badly left my body damaged, as I said parts of my body were…replaced so I could live.” She looks back at the camera, then tilts her head and her eyes look up at the ceiling “However as I was saying my time in cryo was...odd…” She looks at the screen but keeps her head tilted
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| − | “I kept seeing this thing I called the Eye of X.A.N.A, it was a program I used in all my drones, AI’s and whatnot I built.” She levels her head “During my cryo sleep I saw this image many times, I-I didn’t think much of it until later in my sleep then the image kept showing more and more often” She looks to the left “The image was shown in my AI’s and drones and I-I didn’t even know this during the time.” She looks back “The core of my programs began with and ended with the same words X.A.N.A, which was a program I used to link the drones to my ship and my ship AI to my virtual flight system.” She smiles suddenly
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| − | “Now were getting into my personal creation. X.A.N.A (or eXtra.Analyze.Network.Assistance) is a program where I would take a helmet-like object and it would link me to my ship which in part I would be the AI who controlled the ship.” She laughed lightly “X.A.N.A however took a turn for the…better…the program kind got a plane of its own.” Looks confused “The plane I called Lyoko is where my ships sub-linked their AI ‘minds’ into one hub which in turn was connected to my X.A.N.A hub within my mind.” Sighs lightly
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| − | “X.A.N.A was now part of my body due to my cryo sleep due to the fact the optic parts integrated into my mind during my sleep which lasted….one year and a half… ya, I was asleep that long..” She looks to the right, her optic eye switching to what looked like the sign of X.A.N.A replaced her current green eye “During that sleep I remember thinking several times that a ship…was well me, I was the ship, the AI flying it, time to time it happened more and more often than it didn’t.”
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| − | “During such time I remember my five vessels under my command and what they did and why….”
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| − | “My gunship was hiding near what I once called home….or…Toledo…my two fighters were onboard the carrier which…was my drones home and the main home for the AI’s I had….my carrier was hiding deep within the Omicron 100 system, and lastly my home and only manned ship was holding down near the carrier.” She sighs lightly “My gunship is where I was. My old reliable gunship. Even with the age of the ship it had yet to fail me and I didn’t think it was going to yet…” looks around “X.A.N.A helped me connect to my ships and understand how to work those without the massive…compacted things you normally had to do to control such a ship.” She smiles slightly “I’ll leave this message as cliff hanger, that’s all for now. End log two, Lyoko storage fifteen”
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| − | “Well pardon for the long wait…I left Mu and to a new home…I’m keeping my five Order ships as I personally bough and own them…I also recently when under a cover name of Kelly Helko, an ex-coalition field medic…not really the truth I guess but hey, it works.” She flips her hair back
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| − | “Anyways after my last log, I Went to Rheinland, were things didn’t go over well for me…really they didn’t, already the Rheinland Federal Police began questioning me for being in Rheinland space just as I entered Rheinland. For about four months I fell in line with the Red Hessians as they saved me from the aggressive federal police. I also grew a hate for the Republican Shipping after they killed my Red Hessian wing man which forced me to run from Rheinland.” She remains neutral emotional
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| − | “Also yes, while I was in the Red Hessians they taught me a few things about Rheinland I never even knew of, even the secrete mining abilities they do or the more often war with the Corsairs. My next stop was Bretoina, the laboring nation of Sirius as people called it.”
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| − | “I stayed there for some time learning a lot about Bretoina way of life…and by long time I mean about a full year in basic schooling from the Armed Forces academy. For some time I learned of the growing hate between Bretoina and Gallia before the war broke out in the Tau’s. I learned about their laws and requirements as female should go by there.”
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| − | I had a great time in Bretoina, while even an Armed Force’s pilot, I also had a good friend in the Gaian’s. He was…an Eco straightest. By the time the war broke out I was already heading for Liberty.”
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| − | “In Liberty I stayed for about only four months, things were easy to learn from all factions in Liberty. I learned about the lawful’s, unlawful’s and even their look upon Rheinland with hatred. I stayed in the Pennsylvania system, upon Planet Erie with an old friend of mine. Her name at just Lilly, she never spoke publicly about the rest of her name, I swore sometimes she was an LSF agent and was why she didn’t say her full name.”
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| − | “During my time there in Liberty I bought a new DMX-2990 Prison Liner. The ship also houses my AI crew which I personally made on my down time. I moved back to Bretoina were I started talking with a few people and then fell in line as a Freelancer. From time to time I am hired by the LSF to run recon missions for them in parts of space they cannot reach or deem to dangerous.” She pauses.
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| − | “I guess I got to rewind a bit to the past, I spoke of where I when and how I learned things but…there’s more to me than most would judge to pass. During my time in cryo sleep my anger for the Bounty Hunters grew massively…and I mean a lot…I mentally snap when I see a Hunter trying to claim the life of another for some petty amount of money for no clear reason what so ever.”
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| − | “Another part was my Lyoko link which by now I had mastered to mentally link my mind to my ships AI so that I WAS the AI of the ship. Odd many say yes but hell, who said it was impossible? I mean, I’m part cyborg and got the brain of a futuristic Elbert Einstein so why would it be impossible for me?” She smiles lightly
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| − | “Cargo has been…obtained for our ships and crew…people keep thinking I’m doing bad things to people, which is a lie, I take care of my crew…I got fifty crew members currently, four officers and two commanders. Ever sense the Republican thing, I started attacking their ships for supplies and cargo, even cargo for money. As my standards go, no outside money is gained by unlawful actions besides the cargo gained from the Republican ships destroyed.
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| − | Aelita lifted the XXV four body onto the cargo bay of the Anchorage, she wiped her forehead and stepped down from the crane that had moved the drone’s body. She stepped over to one of the boxes close to it and prided it open with a crowbar. Looking around the box she grabbed the wings of the body and when back to the XXV body. She took out a welder and welded the wings to the drone’s body, she looked at her blackened gloves before dusting them off. She went to her box again, grabbing out several gears and robotic parts, she laid them on the floor apart from each other. She hooked the prop together before putting the tail end on the XXV.
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| − | Checking the time, Aelita stood sighed the XXV four was mostly done, all that was required now was the programming. She stepped over to her controls and started to program the drone, sighing quietly as time passed rather slowly. Soon however she was finished. She tiredly laid back and looked as the XXV powered on. She smiled warmly at the XXV, the long wait time was over and now the XXV was in the final stages. She secured the XXV in the bay and stumbled back a bit tiredly.
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| − | She dug around in her pocket, fishing out a badge. On it was a hammer and stickle with the Rheinland sign on. It was the Red Hessian badge she held close to her at all times, she stood and looked for a mirror, finding one and pinning it to her uniform. She smiled seeing it where it was in its old spot. She stepped over to her recorder and paused before even turning it on, she looked at the badge and cleaned a dirty red mark off it before starting the recording.
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| − | “So I guess this is log four…what I’m holding here…well wearing is my Red Hessian badge. I got this a few weeks into my days in the grand Rheinland revolution. I-I can’t say I was too fond of what happened during my time there…I was patrolling with my wing commander when my ship got hit with an disruptor and I called for help as a Rheinland gunship had found me. When my commander showed up he told me to get behind his own gunship. I-I tried to help out the best I could…i-it didn’t matter…we took the Rheinland gunship but…” she sighs upsetly
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| − | “When I checked on my commander…his ship was so badly shot up…the hull buckled as I got there…I didn’t even get to say good bye…his ship exploded and he told me to run and get away while I could…I guess what I’m missing to say is say that…I had no one closer as a brother…then he was…but when he died I just felt so…lost because not only had I lost him but I also lost my sister in the past…”
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| − | “I fled to Bretonia, I didn’t look back to see if he was ok or not…he just told me to go as another Rheinland gunship began to close in…I ran to Rheinland and vowed to never return…I just could not…I knew the Red Hessians would never forgive me…Other time in Rheinland was wonderfully intelligent, I learned a lot while there…I also found that Republican Shipping was the one that gave out our location…”
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| − | Aelita smiled to herself, her right eye hovered between its normal look and Xana’s Eye. It had been a rather long day, for her and her new friend Sam. She let out a long, deep breath and turned to the recorder. She took out a golden ring from her pocket and slid it onto her finger. She smiled lovingly down at the ring and held her hand close to her body. “This is…Log five…this one is about my life personally…”
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| − | "she smiled warmly and removed her jacket, showing the burn scar again but she took no reaction to it. “My new friend Sam Crow Hope showed me I don’t have to hide anymore from myself. She’s like me except younger, she even found interest in her newly built cryo pod I made for her.
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| − | "Sam I care for…and I guess that’s enough for me to explain what this scar on me side is…” He took in a deep breath and slowly let it out “When I was on families ship, the day my parents were taken from me, a unknown group of ships…well they were unknown to me at the time of my age, attacked our ship. I was in my room when suddenly a fire ripped apart the deck I was on, I fell about two floors and landed on part of a burning bed, hence scaring and why it looks like a healed burn.”
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| − | She paused again and took in a deep breath and let it out slowly again “I laid there in pain four about five hours till my sister Milly found me an rushed me to medical, there I laid on the medical for two more hours as they removed the burned tissue off my body.” She seemed shaken a bit before calming “it was the more horrific time of my life, I wanted it to end so badly at one point I reached for a soldiers hand gun only to get embraced in my sisters arms, telling me it was ok…” she paused again and smiled
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| − | “This is Xana. He is not a god but yet he is. It’s…hard to explain…I’ll try to the best I can.” She put the image on a stand so it was still showing the rest of the recording “Xana is the master of Lyoko, Lyoko is the mind scape I spoke of there I can mentally connect with my ships and drones. Xana formed out of the mind of Anchorage and he protects Lyoko and all those that I help with my tools.”
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| − | “Xana is my guardian, he protected me during my year and a half in cryogenic sleep in Omicron Minor and also kept me sane during such. He’s not a cruel or evil person despite his look. He is rather a calm, warm nonhuman soul that keeps everything dear to me safe. When I go to sleep or when anyone else I always tell them “May Xana Keep His Watch Eye over you” just because I want everyone to feel safe…”
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| − | “I’m not a religious person as many find out. However Xana is like a…cybernetic god for me…he is my god, I don’t pray to him or anything like that. What makes Xana happy is research, construction, friendliness, discovery, programming and Lyoko. I do all those things and not once have I made Xana upset.” She pauses and looks at the floor.
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| − | “Under Xana is Anax. Just his name spelt backwards means something yes. Anax are those under Xana’s wing. Like me, I’m an Anax. Sam has also discovered she’s an Anax as well. My drones, crew and ships are also Anax’s. Now I know what many think if they read this log, that it’s a cult that something evil is going on. I can here and now it’s kinda like that. But if it was not stated we were a cult then there would be nothing we could call ourselves.”
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| − | “Anyways after Xana and Anax’s there’s Lyoko. Lyoko is a dreamscape that was discovered by me when I configured my cryo pod in the order. The result was the forming of a plane between AI’s and human’s that I called Lyoko. There Xana watch’s over all Anax’s carefully with his eye. The three last people under Lyoko is well…” she pauses thinking of a way not to sound so religious still “AI’s…Aliens…and Humans.”
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| − | “I…also had to thank the Admiral himself, it was his Recon Cruiser team that found me and rescued me just as my gunships power core began to die out from…well…being energy-less and almost dead. I was so happy when I was found but also scared out of my mind because for seventy two hours I was unable to fully hear or see anything, thinking it might have been the Wild, Order or even worse, the Core found me…I was so relieved when it turned to be order uniforms and voices I heard around me and more happy finding out I was taken to Omicron 100…”
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| − | Aelita stretched the next day, she had barely slept after thinking of Sam and her reaction to Xana. She paused before moving to the living area to make some food, taking a good hour to eat, shower, dress and relax before looking at the recorder. She looked at it for a good amount of time before moving it to the living area and sitting on the couch and turning it on. “This is log six…this one is about my ships I guess…something close to that…”
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| − | “I guess I’ll first speak of Jackson and Kelly, two pilots who fly reconnaissance fighters for me and use a secure line between the Anchorage and Lyoko. Both fighters use Order ships but use Freelancer codes to remain undercover in all situations including those in house space and in heavily populated systems. Jackson is a known country man, he has that tone where everything is the same but still will find out what you mean at all costs. Next is Kelly who…it’s quieted but almost as smart as me. Her work is more centered on house space and reconnaissance there.” She shows an image of the two ships sitting back to back with Kelly and Jackson leaning against them
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| − | “Then is the Grand Rose Petal, an armored bomber of mine that I bought. It’s heavily equipped with full heavy bomber weapons, torpedoes, Scanners and a lot more. It’s a recon ship that I use to reconnaissance house space personally, as well as just talk to people rather than just…sitting around I guess. I also tend to get hired for jobs on said ship from time to time.” She shows an image of the IMG bomber just as its cloaking
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| − | “Next is the Gunship Anax. Its role is a as an outpost in house space and border system space. Its crew is of five AI’s. Lyoko, the bridge AI, Anax, the combat AI and the Scanner AI. It recons information from the fighters to its hub and then it transmits to the Anchorage. The gunship is rarely seen in combat however as far as I care to say, its load out is…rather hard to put…” She then shows an image of the gunship hooked onto a large flat piece of metal in a debris field, the ship is using a form of chameleon camouflage to hide on the metal
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| − | “Above the Gunship Anax is the Recon Cruiser Anax. Its operational crew is of twenty people, again Lyoko and the four AI’s and then her ten crew. Her mission is to be the reconnaissance ship in the Omega’s, Sigma’s, Tau’s, Omicron’s and other deep systems. Her weapons are of standard grade equipment but heavier scanners and equipment used for recon and scanning.” She holds up an image of the recon cruiser hidden deep in a dark green nebula, the only sign of it is its outline and lights
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| − | “After that is the Light Carrier Anax, its crew is an operational thirty AI’s that run the drone factories and twenty crew members that operate the ship itself. Its mission is to create the drones that I program and use. It also stores them in the launcher bay until they are needed. Right now the carrier holds…five hundred Nevada drones, four hundred Nexus drones, six XXV One’s, three XXV Twos, three XXV Three and the proto-type stage of XXV four. It also holds missions of peaceful and rodent drones in smaller cases. More over the carrier is also the ship that holds the equipment for the Gunship Anax and parts if it needs reequipping.” She holds up the image of the Carrier in dry dock with two XXV Two’s landing on it
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| − | “Next is the Armored Rose Cab, my personal liner. It’s a retrofitted prison liner that I use in house space to bring back my crew food, commodities, drinks and other things for them to feel safe, healthy and fed. It houses also another stage part of the XXV Four, I have two yes in case I lose one or the other one fails. This ship flies under freelancer codes due to it being…well freelancer and my personal ship which I don’t want in combat. This liner also houses enough spare rooms for all other ships, save the Anchorage and the Juneau. This line also has a bolter and EMP turret setup which I paid extra for it.” An image is shown from her that has the liner siting next Waterloo with a Bretonia Dunkirk Battleship close by.
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| − | “On my list next is the Anchorage, an Osiris class battleship. It has the second most of crew and AI crew of all my other ships. The ship is outfitted with heavy warship weapons, heavy scanner and heavy hull. The battleship also is fitted with three drone bays if the ship ever needed to launch back up that it needed. It houses also my even more classified TLV One, it’s a large treaded drone that carries heavy weapons that range from its two rocket pods up to its one large tank-like barrel. Anyways the Anchorage is the main hub where Lyoko is housed. I have two drone XXV One’s that guard the battleship whenever needed.” The image of the battleship is show flying next to the other ships mentioned beforehand in Omicron Mu as well as a few parties of drones near them.
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| − | Aelita stepped foot into the Juneau’s right dome. Forgetting how big the dome really was; she looked up at the artificial sea blue sky. She walked over to a small jeep and started it up and she drove for a bit, her mind drifted between several past memories before snapping back to reality as she began to approach her destination. She looked on upon the Salvation proto-type energy reactor; she looked at the drones rushing here and there in the area. She parked the jeep close by and stepped out of the jeep, looking at the reactor oddly for a moment before stepping into the main room. She looked into the main chamber for a moment; at the blue glowing ionic elements.
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| − | She stood in the room as many robotic controls were fed and fitted into the fourth cylinder. She picked it up and went back to the main room, hooking it onto the bottom of the large spear form and sealed it shut. She went to the other side of the room again and grabbed an engine component and went back, sealing it onto the side of the spear. She grabbed four triangle shaped objects and sealed them right onto the hull above the engine. By now the spear took the shape of a missile however. She took the missile to a third room and sat it on the clothed table, hooking a few wires to its ports. She sat at the computer and began to program several things into the body of the missile. There was a clicking sound from the missile body as the programming ended about five hours later. Aelita stood and stretched, two robotic arms moved the missile onto the moving rack and moved it to another room. This time she remained standing and put the missile upright, she took a black paint and began to coat the missile in a black hull, she took an outline and a paint blower sketched words onto the hull of the missile.
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| − | She went to her living space and to the kitchen and made something to eat quickly and some hot coffee to keep her awake. She ate rather fast and took the coffee down with another cup as well. She stood and made her way to the transit system on the Juneau, waiting a good full five minutes on it before she reached the bridge. She took the captain’s chair and laid back. She hook a helmet and started a simulation. “Test fire Wraith one.” There was a sliding of the missile then the ignition of its engine. The simulation fired one of the six missiles. She watched it travel as she painted for asteroids as smaller ships and objects. “Break apart test one.” The rocket shattered the glass head of the rocket and fired the four salvation rockets from its cause, the four took targets and guided the rest of the way to them. The four rockets hit and destroyed their given targets soon after, making a large flash of light each time they hit. The large rocket body however started to trace a fake large object in space. What remained of the Wraith dived for what looked like a fake station which was nothing more than a rather large asteroid. The large rocket embedded itself in the body of the asteroid before a clicking was hear from her controls “Blow Wraith test one.” Soon after she said that the body of what remained of the test Wraith exploded in a blinding flash of light; the radiation level was massive even for a dumb fire rocket. When the flash died down. There was a yellow glowing hole in the side of the asteroid. She smiled slightly to herself “Test fire Wraith one is successful.” A few cheers left the crew around the room.
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| − | Aelita held her hand along the hull of her tank drone, she jumped up onto the top of it and opened a control box. She then went back down and opened the fuel hose and brought it up, slowly refueling the drone. Meanwhile she looked over at the Wraith missiles which were indeed no bigger than battleship missiles; she looked over the racks of Salvation rockets as they were being loaded into the cryogenic freezing chamber. She stood and removed the refueling hose from the tank and put it back. She closed the fuel box then stood next the tanks turrets. She grabbed a helmet and pointed the tank at a solid wall. “Fire one.” She held her arm out and shaped her hand to look like a gun “Pew, pew!” right after she said that the forward gun of the tank fired successfully putting a hole in the wall but also overloading the tanks barrel. She sighed light; something she’ll have to fix at a later date. “Fire R one and R two.” Two rockets left the pods on the side of the tank and hit the wall, only managing to explode and create smaller holes around the main hole. “Fire C.” She watched as the chain gun swung around and started firing on the wall; putting bullet holes in the wall. She made fake shooting sounds out of a bored sigh.
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| − | She stopped soon after in front of it and held up a keycard and slid it over the holder; the door propped open and she slowly stepped inside. She flicked on the light switch on the building wall and waited as the lights full turned on. Soon after they were she was standing face to face with parts of her and her sister’s old gunship they found years ago. The ship was in rough condition, the engines missing, one of the wing sides gone, no guns, the bridge smashed inwards, and the hull cut open and metal organs spewed onto the floor. It made her feel sick almost seeing the ship her sister and Aelita worked so hard on to keep. She grabbed a blowtorch and walked over to the ship, she was determined to get the ship working again. For a few hours she began to fuse the holds in the ship closed first, using drones to put the parts back into the ship where they belonged.
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| − | She then had two of the XXV one’s load the wing up and hold it in place while she welded it back onto the ship slowly which, for a Hathor, took a while to weld the wing fully back on. She looked over as a rack arrived with a few spare basic gunship turrets Aelita had stored in her Juneau’s cargo bay. She took her time removing the burnt and fried wiring from the ship before putting new wiring in. she smiled at the old wiring and for someone like Aelita, she would make the old wires work again. Anyways she began to fit the turrets back onto the ship before opening the hatch on the building for some more room. Two of her crew members saw Aelita sleeping on the ground next to the Hathor. With a small smile from them both, they lowered the Hathor’s cargo bay hatch and quickly but quietly rewired the internal things of the ship. In the bridge they even replaced the chair with something more fitting for Aelita, the control helmet.
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| − | She slid close the fighter and freighter crates and went to the bridge soon after and sat on the captain’s chair. She looked over a few files which the recorder could see, she stopped at Arc Command. She opened her mouth and spoke “Arc Command was…well is still the leader of the Anax group…yes it’s another name people give me alone rather than calling me by my real name. Those five ships you saw in the cargo bay were my old ships I used to fly. I keep them locked in those crates because, just because I don’t fly them does not mean I want to get rid of them. The Anki freighter was my…well I can’t remember, too many ships am I right? My five ships were placed in the Juneau’s cargo hold so they could be in a safe and secure…” She looked down slightly and removed the helmet as the information came to an abrupt end. She stood and put the helmet on the captain’s chair before walking and taking the transit to her living area. She put the recorder on the table in the living room and sat on the couch in front of it. “Anyways my five personal ships I keep as memories of what happened in the past, I know I rarely spoke of my time in Kusari I guess, even my time in Bretonia. My time in Liberty was even a ghost story, I rarely speak to anyone save my drones and crew…imagine that, bored enough I’m speaking to things that don’t respond…the drones I mean only of course.”
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| − | Aelita tossed and turned in her bed; she was sweating heavily. She look nightmarish, panicked and scared; she kept making scared sounds as well. She screamed awake, panting heavily looking around her darkened room. She turned the light on and stumbled to the bathroom, turning the water on and splashing her face with cold water which fully woke her up. She sat back on her bed, only wearing her underclothing. She looked at this and blushed, went to her closet and grabbed a robe; she tied it tight onto her body and sighed deeply. For the last few months for Aelita the nightmares that plagued her only got worse. She kept remembering back to the days when everything was bad for her. She heard talking in the other room; A few crew members had been awoken by the fearful cries of Aelita. She put her ear to the wall and listened to the saddened remarks from the two in the next room and them trying to think of a way to help her. Aelita knew there was no help for her mind, it was in ruins and the likeliness of it ever going back to what it used to be were low.
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| − | She sighed upsetly and laid on the bed, she closed her eyes for five minutes before opening them tiredly. She looked over at the recorder and grabbed it; she turned it on and it stared at her silently. She held her breath as it turned on, even with her willpower left she didn’t find any to speak. She was unable to say anything in the least. The question in her mind was what was there to say; she didn’t know the answer but she felt like she did. She put the recorder on the nightstand close by as it watched her. She looked out the window close by her ship; she looked at the sleeping ships and their people and drones. They all believed in her but she didn’t believe in herself was the problem. The crew knew this and tried to help her whenever they could. But even with the help things only got worse for her. She stood and went into the hall, she walked quietly down the hall holding the recorder close to her chest looking up at her face.
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| − | Aelita looked at her log book, there’s been thus far eight logs and they were a bit off track from the fist to the last. She grabbed the recorder and when to the living room and sat down, turning it on. She grabbed a few badges from her pocket; well more than just a few, more like seven. The first one was a LPI badge, then the next ones followed. LPI, Liberty Navy, LSF, KSP, Kusari Naval Forces, BPA and finally a BAF Badge. She moved them around in her hand before pinning them back on the cloth frame. She sighed and leaned back; where to start was the question again. She looked at the recorder silently and showed the cloth frame to it. “These badges are from my time in the houses…Really my first home I had was in Liberty, with the LPI, during that time I was just beginning to working on my first line of peaceful drones.” She lifted up her are showing the blue plate under her arm. “These ones were the first I made. Anyway my time in the first police force was short, I moved to the naval forces when I didn’t find my calling in the LPI’s ranks and forces.”
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| − | “In return just as I was about to go down, a gunship darted between me and the titan taking the fire and removing the angered Corsair from almost killing me. I used my last load of regen’s to make my way back to the Dunkirk. That’s when I thought I was going to be in trouble; the military captain who found me approached me in the bay but instead of being mad he gave me a badge of a police officer with the name, Officer Stone on it. He just smiled and said “for your troubles, I hope you accept.” Who was I kidding, I did yes. After that I was released into New London for a while; I even had a small home on New London. By small I mean it had about five rooms max and the kitchen and living space were hooked together. After a few raids on Kusari forces in Leed’s, I was given the chance to join the Armed Forces which I gladly took. My first few weeks in the Armed Forces I took command of a Churchill gunship and was tasked with patrolling the line between Kusari and Bretonia.”
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| − | “It was not before long I started looking back at Toledo and reports saying of the increasing nomadic and bounty hunter attacks. A year after I was accepted into the Armed Forces; I took my Templar, my logs, and a few other things I bought including a…well it was coffee mug really, that I got from my time in the Police Authority of Bretonia; I still use that same mug today when I drink coffee. Anyways I loaded my things including my pre-module of the XXV One which by now I had begun to make out of spare parts I got from destroyed Kusarian ships. I used a small Templar which by the time I was done, was loaded up with my thing I had left. I left a message to my wing leader, that man who I gained respect for and was in Magellan when I got a message from him. He respected my wish to return to Toledo however after finding out I was an Order agent, he had to place an arrest warrant on me. I looked back at the Leed’s jump hole then into the distance at the California Jump Gate; it took me a while to think before it hit me, while I was in the Order, I had stationed my Anax Gunship in Magellan to watch the war that was happened in the Tau’s and Leed’s.”
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| − | “I went to the Freeport and radioed for the Anchorage to pick me up. About two days later after staying on the IMG Freeport, the Osiris arrived and took my Templar aboard. I was in the bridge and looked at my rather worried crew who thought by now I had been killed or worse, captured by the Bounty Hunters. We were back in Toledo for about five months, I remember commissioning my other ships and paying…a lot of money for them…it was during this time the Genocide of Toledo happened…I was on my gunship escorting a transport out when a Bulldog Hunter Battlecruiser broadsided my gunship and boarded my ship, thank god my drones took care of the boarding parties to some extent…then the attack of the nomads happened and…I cryogenically frozen myself to survive the attack I guess…my ship was badly damaged and I could not leave it…” She puts the badges down “And where were my other ships at the time you might ask? Holding the line around Toledo till they fall back as well. It was horrible…I might have been frozen but I…could still see the destruction that befell Toledo and its people…all I wished for at that time was…really the warmth of something or someone rather than the sharp cold feeling that surrounded me…”
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| − | “During the seven months of cryogenic sleep I tried to send distress messages which I’m sure were drowned out by others in the same local area…I was in fear of dying over and over with the reoccurring comas…the pain was great as well and just wanted it to stop…the next month, month eight…things got worse with those three weeks I…nearly was driven insane by the reoccurring patterns that were happening…by now I lacked the ability to do many things…such as think correctly only for a few minutes before overloaded…as the coma attacks happened more and more, my fear increased…but then on month nine I saw…a figure in my coma…an odd looking one…that was the first time I saw Xana…it was strange seeing him…then I saw the Lyoko plane…at first I thought I had died but…I then realized I was in a virtual world…I listened to Xana sometimes as he showed me images…he can’t speak but I spoke with him in turn…this relived some of the stress that was on me…I developed my connect to Anax over the two next weeks into month ten…”
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| − | “Still however even on the Lyoko plane things grew worse for me as I tried to stay sane and alive…I kept showing up in Lyoko more often then I should of for the next few months…on the last month before I was found I feel into a five day long coma like state again…this time I was scared out of my mind because my ship and body had yet to wake up in those five days…then on the last moment everything went black…I felt my own body again and…I heard voices but barely heard them…I felt someone’s hand on my arm…I barely could more…I was scared and thought the Hunters had found me…for about five hours I sat in a room alone…I tried opening my eyes several times but the light was to great…sounds were only echoing around me softly…for about three days I heard people come in and out of my room and on the second day I heard someone talking to another person…the next day that person spoke to me…ask my name…and ask if he knew where I was…I got one of the two questions right in the least…when he told me I was in Omicron one hundred and was in the medical ward of the order station, a massive stress relief left me and I relaxed for the first time in…months…”
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| − | “I had been saved…and this time I had landed in friendly arms…instead of terroristic…or fighting…or combat…or even dead arms…I finally felt home…when I left I went to the Juneau…I never heard a more welcoming cry from my crew then I did when they found out I didn’t die…I felt at home…and…maybe that’s what I feel like that’s missing…maybe…that’s what’s messing with my head still…that massive set of…fear…and danger and death…it’s a massive shock…a scar maybe…a mental scar that keeps following me…maybe that’s it…I…maybe its all that possibility of death awaiting me I fear…that has to…maybe be…it is…” The log ends suddenly and abruptly
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| − | Aelita sits down and yawns; she sits down in front of the recorder and looks at it from her couch. “I guess I should start this one early…this one with be over my drones I guess…my TLV drone is nearly done after all this time, finally it will no longer be a proto-type drone but a working and operational one. Its forward barrel however was replaced due to it being…a bit too heavy and energy using to use. The cannon was replaced with a fifteen meter flak cannon, its rocket pods were decreased in size to make room for the auto cannons on its sides. I managed to test the flak cannon and found it worked well and better than the old tank barrel did; I also fitted it with two smoke launchers and crab mine flail. When operating it on the ground it tested seven out of ten locations of perfect use. It failed in snowy, high heat and forest areas where it struggles to move. This drone is sadly weak to all explosives and heavy EMP’s. I also began working on my new line of peaceful drones. The Mk two peaceful drones are in the shape of a dragonfly; their wings are made of a fiber letting the heavy body of the small drone to hover it above the ground; the come in three modules.”
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| − | “It comes with six gripping legs that use steel tipped ends to grip onto the object; it’s also used to attack its given target. The legs are used like small sharp objects to get into the target and the uses a numbing dust so the target does not feel the pain. The body of the first drone is fitted with a laser tipped tail it uses to cut metals and other objects, however this drone is rather small and required in packs of ships to attack any given target. My first line are attached to my left under arm on the opposite side of my right drone arm. My second line of peaceful Mk twos are about the size of your average adult hand. This one is fitted with a bigger, twin ended laser weapon tail, its body also has a plasma case in it, when it explodes it releases the case onto the target or area. I got only about ten of these as it’s hard to hook this one together. My last one is the third Mk two peaceful drone is about the size of a small car, it has a EMP bomb inside its body and its tail is replaced with an electrical end used to make its targets either stop or pass out. Its head is also fitted with a small laser used to cut metal however to this end; it is not big or that large enough to cut heavy armor. Over all these drones are sadly really, really weak EMP weapons and explosives.”
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| − | “Moving on to my XXV drone line, nothing much has been improved sense the first ship line, the only one that changed was the last one, the fourth which holds a small stealth emitter. Then moving on to my Salvation rockets are small proto-type cruiser missiles, I know from my last recordings it looked like more than that but in the end they are nothing more than small cruiser rockets. When hooked onto the Xana’s Wraith they become a heavily modified battleship missile; I’m not saying it’s heavier than a battleship missile, heck its closer to a hybrid cruiser and battleship rocket because it boarder lines the destruction power of both of them. The Xana’s Wraith is a highly experimental missile still in is pre-stages of testing. Moving onto the Xana’s Blackout, that rocket is a dumb-fire projectile that holds an electrical bomb used for shields, however the small size and very small blast only gives it the impression of gunship missiles. Then is the Nexus, Nevada and Danger’s drones; the small hovering EMP and assault drones…The Nexus drone has two module’s; the first is the EMP case’s that make the drone crash into a target and lets out an electronic burst frying things around it when it crashes; this drone is the size of a desk. The second module is a timed drone; it has a small, sphere body and fifteen small rods poking out of it. It uses those rods to start a timer to explode, due to sometimes the drones exploding before doing anything to the given area.”
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| − | “The next medium drones is the Nevada drones which carry a caliber rifle; the rifle comes with a total of ten rounds which is carried on the bottom of the drone and on the top it carries a small assault weapon for spread fire and ranged attack. The Nevada drone also holds a launcher on it that fires a very low yield explosive. Lastly to speak of is my Danger auto rifles, they sense your bodies reaction and when in danger they fold out from behind my back where I hide them in a folded form.” She turns around and shows an object that looks like a small metal pack on her back. “Then they unfold and fire at the given enemy, but normally with respond…aggressively in some situations where…they are unneeded…that’s really…all for log eleven, woo another page in my log book!” she does a random dance as the log ends. She smiles and stands; walking over to her log shelf and uploading the recorded stuff into an empty log
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| − | Aelita sits down and yawns; she sits down in front of the recorder and looks at it from her couch. “I guess I should start this one early…this one with be over my drones I guess…my TLV drone is nearly done after all this time, finally it will no longer be a proto-type drone but a working and operational one. Its forward barrel however was replaced due to it being…a bit too heavy and energy using to use. The cannon was replaced with a fifteen meter flak cannon, its rocket pods were decreased in size to make room for the auto cannons on its sides. I managed to test the flak cannon and found it worked well and better than the old tank barrel did; I also fitted it with two smoke launchers and crab mine flail. When operating it on the ground it tested seven out of ten locations of perfect use. It failed in snowy, high heat and forest areas where it struggles to move. This drone is sadly weak to all explosives and heavy EMP’s. I also began working on my new line of peaceful drones. The Mk two peaceful drones are in the shape of a dragonfly; their wings are made of a fiber letting the heavy body of the small drone to hover it above the ground; the come in three modules.”
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| − | “It comes with six gripping legs that use steel tipped ends to grip onto the object; it’s also used to attack its given target. The legs are used like small sharp objects to get into the target and the uses a numbing dust so the target does not feel the pain. The body of the first drone is fitted with a laser tipped tail it uses to cut metals and other objects, however this drone is rather small and required in packs of ships to attack any given target. My first line are attached to my left under arm on the opposite side of my right drone arm. My second line of peaceful Mk twos are about the size of your average adult hand. This one is fitted with a bigger, twin ended laser weapon tail, its body also has a plasma case in it, when it explodes it releases the case onto the target or area. I got only about ten of these as it’s hard to hook this one together. My last one is the third Mk two peaceful drone is about the size of a small car, it has a EMP bomb inside its body and its tail is replaced with an electrical end used to make its targets either stop or pass out. Its head is also fitted with a small laser used to cut metal however to this end; it is not big or that large enough to cut heavy armor. Over all these drones are sadly really, really weak EMP weapons and explosives.”
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| − | “Moving on to my XXV drone line, nothing much has been improved sense the first ship line, the only one that changed was the last one, the fourth which holds a small stealth emitter. Then moving on to my Salvation rockets are small proto-type cruiser missiles, I know from my last recordings it looked like more than that but in the end they are nothing more than small cruiser rockets. When hooked onto the Xana’s Wraith they become a heavily modified battleship missile; I’m not saying it’s heavier than a battleship missile, heck its closer to a hybrid cruiser and battleship rocket because it boarder lines the destruction power of both of them. The Xana’s Wraith is a highly experimental missile still in is pre-stages of testing. Moving onto the Xana’s Blackout, that rocket is a dumb-fire projectile that holds an electrical bomb used for shields, however the small size and very small blast only gives it the impression of gunship missiles. Then is the Nexus, Nevada and Danger’s drones; the small hovering EMP and assault drones…The Nexus drone has two module’s; the first is the EMP case’s that make the drone crash into a target and lets out an electronic burst frying things around it when it crashes; this drone is the size of a desk. The second module is a timed drone; it has a small, sphere body and fifteen small rods poking out of it. It uses those rods to start a timer to explode, due to sometimes the drones exploding before doing anything to the given area.”
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| − | “The next medium drones is the Nevada drones which carry a caliber rifle; the rifle comes with a total of ten rounds which is carried on the bottom of the drone and on the top it carries a small assault weapon for spread fire and ranged attack. The Nevada drone also holds a launcher on it that fires a very low yield explosive. Lastly to speak of is my Danger auto rifles, they sense your bodies reaction and when in danger they fold out from behind my back where I hide them in a folded form.” She turns around and shows an object that looks like a small metal pack on her back. “Then they unfold and fire at the given enemy, but normally with respond…aggressively in some situations where…they are unneeded…that’s really…all for log eleven, woo another page in my log book!” she does a random dance as the log ends. She smiles and stands; walking over to her log shelf and uploading the recorded stuff into an empty log
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| − | “This is the second log of my second log book. Log book one was really mostly a dream if many didn’t know. I did really record the messages but the images were mostly of my dreams…” She rubs the back of her head, looking embarrassed suddenly “As said before…eh heh… I can mentally connect to my ship…and…have these dream-scapes….” She pauses and looks away before looking back. “Anyways I’ll just…continue with the log. I really did lose the Anchorage, I’m not sure what happened to it but all records on the ship are gone and missing. The Juneau is missing as well, not sure what happened to either ships. I decided to question Lyoko on the matter and the AI said he had no collective memory of such a ship existing in its data banks. I became panicked thinking it was all just a dream that those ships did ever exist…”
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| − | “I’ve been running patrols in and out of house space mostly, looking for information that I could use or that the Order could use.” She rubs her head again “I feel like I’m leaving so much out of this log that I can’t remember…As will say, sorry, my memory is not what it used to be.” She looks up at the recorder “I’ve begun an operation with Agent Commander Gray in Liberty to search for some kind of nomadic body. Not sure what kind really, all she told me is that it’s highly dangerous and might be lethal if it finds its way into public locations.”
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| − | “Log three of…book two. This log is over the Lyoko; it’s my main ship and it’s my most useful ship. The Lyoko is an upgraded version of a Hathor gunboat that has been refitted and reworked several times in its life. It’s my pride and joy of the Order, many say I treat it as a kid, well I have a reason for such. The ship has a learning AI built into it, and by learning I don’t mean the kind that is just smart and what not. This kind of AI watches over all conversations in and around the ship and watches people’s reactions and emotions. It thus far has been learning quickly as well on how to use those emotions itself; as happiness and sadness, most of the main emotions. The AI is linked up to whole ship and as such can connect to any part of the ship.”
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| − | Aelita sat in the front cargo bay of the Lyoko, on her sides were her already finished drones including the Mk 1, Mk 2, Mk 3, Mk 3.5 and the final Mk 4 modules of the VVX (Which she began to call ‘Silver Wings’) aerial drones on the right side of the drone bay. On her left was a another module of the WLR (Now dubbed the ‘Burning Track’) ground assault drone which had already failed about five times before it finally worked; no tests were run on it because it was known it would not make it past the first test. Against the right wall were a long team of Nevada drones that were also in their finishing stages and just required power to come online. On the left hand wall were a bunch of Nexus drones who powering on and off as they never fully powered down in most cases. On the back wall near the door to the rest of the ship was a lone experimental drone, Aelita had yet to give this one a name at all but she already had a code name for it. This module drone was a NN1; she had already built three of these ones in the short amount of time she had. The NN1 water type drones, the first Aelita had ever built.
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| − | After endless searching Aelita had finally found what she was looking for. Deep within the Omicron Delta system, lying in ruins was the Winters.Last.Stand. This vessel is where she and her sister was born and raised. This was the last place she also saw her parents as well. Slowly moving the Lyoko gunship to the mooring fixture of the carrier, the ship extended the link and connected it. Moving to the air lock, Aelita dressed into another uniform and slowly opened the door. Moving slowly across the opening to the carrier, Aelita found it easy to pry open the air lock for the carrier as the power of the ship was long gone meaning the ship would not put up any resistance in the door opening. The door flung open slowly and she moved into the gravity-less and powerless ship. Moving down the decks searching for something, finally find the data-room of the ship. Her happiness skyrocketed suddenly as she grabbed a device from her pocket and hooked it into the console and watched it power up the room. Slowly the device began flashing as it pulled all the date from the data banks into the device itself and the flashing went faster and faster as it was nearing completion.
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| − | Once up in the bridge she looked over the consoles and put in several devices all over the bridge, taking several minutes to complete she took them all back as little information was left in the bridge at all. Sliding everything into her pack; she moved to leave the ship. Moving to the air lock she used, she reached a room where two figures were, she knew who they were. But unable to do anything now she left them be and kept moving. Finally getting to the air lock she moved across and finally got back to the Hathor. Disconnecting the bridge between the Hathor and the carrier, the Hathor began to move away. Aelita was letting the AI fly the ship as she moved to her room. Getting there and leaving her pack on the floor…it was odd enough that her room was the drone room but whatever. On the left front corner of the room was her small room area, moving there and dropping her pack near the desk. Changing out of her flight uniform into something more comfy, she opened the pack and began to clean everything off slowly, not bothering to take the data off the items yet.
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| − | From Nanite Weaponry to Drone Controlled Weaponry; she relies on mass of Nanite drones who she calls Peaceful’s. These Nanite drones are equipped with miniature fang like structures that burrow into the target she gives or anything that threatens her. The location of these Drones normally covers her right arm like a metal plate around the arm. In little numbers some of these “Peaceful” Drones are equipped with heated laser systems made for cutting metal or other objects as needed. Her third group of the “Peaceful” drones is a mini camera carrying unit that she uses for ranged scouting or locating others close by. The final group of these drones is a larger sister who is carried on the lower part of Aelita’s arms. These two last drones contain two short ranged rifles used to defend or to attack as needed. As deadly as both of these drones are, both require weeks’ worth of time to build
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| − | Her second line of weapons is the Nevada drone. This oddly shaped drone may look odd but holds a deadlier content. The drone when active on a target can hold two caliber machine guns and a short ranged and low yield RPG launcher. However as feared the weapons are, the drone lacks the armor needed in any heavy combat situation. The hull can easily be destroyed by any rifle rounds, explosives or EMP weaponry. Even with such low grade combat equipment, the Nevada drone requires a weeks’ worth of building to complete.
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| − | Not many have seen the Nexus or Nevada drones that Aelita uses. No one yet even more has seen the VXL drone. However as most may say, were ever Aelita goes, her Peaceful drones are always with her, the same location on her right arm.
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| − | During her time traveling alone in space when she was younger, Aelita built her first ever drone line while passing into the Omicrons. Dubbing her Nanite drones the “Peaceful”, Aelita began to take up constructing more “Peaceful” drones on her off time.
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| − | While passing into Omicron Delta, she noticed a Bounty hunter Moka and a Corsair Osiris lined up against each other, upon looking closer she noticed both battleships had lost most if not all of their guns bringing her to understand how dangerous the omicrons are.
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| − | That month while staying at the Freeport in Delta, Aelita constructed her first line of Nevada drones for protection and her under-arm weapon drones. She later left the Freeport in Delta and headed deeper into the Omicrons. Stumbling across an AI drone getting close to one of the nebulas in Delta, the drone attempted to invade Aelita’s ship, only to have its attack backfire when Aelita’s proto-type Nexus drone fired an EMP grenade right into the aggressive drones “head” forcing it away.
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| − | Having worried about how dangerous the omicrons were, Aelita found herself building her VXL-1 proto-type. Having built the first one in a significant amount of time, Aelita began to construct the VXL-2 Proto-type.
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| | + | Upon waking up, Aelita had found several parts of her body replaced with replica robotic parts for her body. Remaining bedridden for close to a month later, the girl was released into the station, orphaned and alone, she wonder the station; attempting to seek anyone who would dare help her in this cause. Several day's later, a man in a black armored body approached the starved and tired girl, offering a new safe and protective home here in the Omicrons. Accepting gratefully, Aelita was taken to Omicron Minor, to Planet Toledo where she was trained by other agents to become one herself. |
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