"All I can really wonder is why Bretonia and Rheinland are suddenly so much more interested in attakcing Freeport 1 then each other. It just doesn't make logical sense." Briar took another long drag on his smoke. "Why, what do you think?
"I think it smells like someone burned down a brewery in here; I'm suprised our enemies can't smell the two of you coming." Kris smiled as he walked in, finally getting to relax a bit after chasing what seemed like half of sirius away from the freeport. "As for what we're doing here...I think we're figuring out as we go. Better question," he adds upon spotting Ramirez, "who are you and what are you doing here?"
Ramirez looked at the newcomerand noticed the rank
Sir! Specialist Rico Ramirez! I am new here, still waiting on my fighter to be prepped, so Im just reading up on the rules of engagement and the ops schedules for Omega 3.
Bridge
Marshal looked at the Order in his hand, sighed then opened a intercom to the entire ship
All hands, I have some bad news: Vice Admiral Caja Collister has resigned her position on the Order
Admiralty board. As you all know, Collister was the voice of reason within the Order High Command and was the only admiral to support our reason for being here. As it stands right now, nothing is standing between Order High Command and branding us as traitors. Let me tell you, They do not want to get their hands dirty, they do not care about the human lives that will be lost if the Freeport is attacked by Bretonians. They belive that we are only defending humanity from alien threats, but they do not know that Humanity is a volitile race, and we have the obligation to keep some people from starting wars. The Ends Justify The Means. Order High Command will probably brand us traitors and a rogue element of the Order, and as such, I am giving you all the chance to transfer out of here, should you choose to. Marshal Out.
Marshal cut off the mic, hoping he got his point across and that his men would understand.
Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.
"What Kris? You don't like my smokes?" Briar shot back exhaling another lungful. "Leftovers from my mercenary days I suppose. If there's a mercenary who doesn't smok, I haven't met him..."
Briar paused hearing Marshal's announcement.
"Jeez, this is turning into a genuine class A ****storm out here isn't it?" He took another drag on his cigarette before leaning forward and tapping the excess ash off into the tray. "But hell, Marshal brought me into the Order and I'm sure as hell not abandoning him as soon as the situation turns bad."
Marshal read the transmission he held in his hands
Quote:Status Report
Rico "Hawk" Ramirez
Operational Status: Green Notes: Nothing out of the ordinary, awaiting contact at freeport 1.
He sat back in his chair, reading and rereading the message. What he was doing was not exactly cleared
by the Primary fleet high command, but the situation was getting more and more dire by the day. The Order
was falling apart, something had to be done. The High command does not want blood to be shed, period.
They are unable to even pay attention to the information their operatives where sending in, that the Liberty
Navy and LSF would never stop attacking. He was fed up, and after a few weeks of research, there was only
one group in sirius that may feel as annoyed at the current state of affairs as he was. The Sirius Coalition
Revolutionary Army. He paused for a second, letting the last sentence sink in, then tapped a few keys on
his datapad, connecting him to the bridge.
Helm, set a course for Omega 3, silent running. tell escorts to be on guard and ready for anything.
After hearing the acknowledgment of the order, he flipped off the comm and went back to reading up on the history of the SCRA.
Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.
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