The TF7|LNS-New.Orleans

[Total.Absolution]

A young Captain in the Task Force Seven, Carl Anders paced around Juneau Shipyard, anxiously awaiting the news of what would happen to the carrier he commanded, the TF7|LNS-Lake.Superior. After pacing for another fifteen minutes, he looked out of the window and noticed on of the carrier's launch bays being dismantled. Soon after this, a short and chubby Secondary Fleet Sergeant walked up to him, nervously holding a large tan folder. Without a word, he handed it to Anders, who took it eagerly, and walked away with a quick pace. Anders opened the folder, and quickly shifted his hand through the numerous documents, and found the one regarding the carrier. He read quickly, his eyes furiously darting around the large white paper. On the bottom, below the numerous problems with the carrier, read:

"We, the Primary Fleet High Command, regret to inform you that the carrier is being decommissioned. However, there is a new Dreadnought being constructed here. It was made to be put into the Task Force, so command of it will be given to you."

Carl looked at the dossier with disgust, but was still somewhat satisfied that he would still command a heavy hitter. He walked up to the Sergeant, who was afraid that Anders might hit him across the face, but instead, Anders handed back the folder and walked down the shipyard, stopping at the 3rd bay. He looked through the window to see that there was indeed a dreadnought under construction. It looked like someone had taken the dreadnought and ripped out it's guts, but it would be completed soon enough. Anders sat down with a smirk on his face as he waited for his fighter to be repaired.

[Charo]

Allison walks up to Carl and slaps him on the back, a folder hugged against her chest

"Heya Carl! What's up? Shame about your carrier. Hope it makes you feel better to know that some parts of it are gonna make up mine."

She holds up a datapad showing specs of an Assault Carrier

" This is the TF7 Albany. It's ready to fly right now, but I'm remodeling it. Once it's done, it'll be the most luxurious and feared carrier anybody has ever seen!"

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[Total.Absolution]

Carl looks at the datapad, somewhat confused at the renovations Ally was making.

What, you making a carrier into the new Honolulu or something? In any case, will it be like the Bastion? Because that carrier is practically useless against other capital ships. The Strudel-munchers battleship can cleave the Bastion in two and take almost no damage even at a full charge.

He taps Ally's datapad, pointing towards the inconclusive armament section

[Charo]

"No, nothing as much as the Honolulu, but I don't want it to seem like an army barrack when I'm on board."

She brings up the page with the ship's loadout

"And don't worry about the flying bricks, I have a foolproof plan with this."

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[Jeremy Hunter]

Zack Archer detached from the wall and walked over. He was relatively new to the Task Force.

"Look on the bright side Anders. 'least you got a big ship. All I got is the Los Angeles." Zack looks at,the Dreadniught.
"Does it have any special doo-dads? I heard a rumor the Las Vegas had a casino." Zack grinns, and pushees hair from his eyes.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.

[Charo]

Ally turns to Archer

"You're damn right it does, got three levels, and anything you could ever think of. Oh, and a two story champagne fountain!"

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[Jeremy Hunter]

Zack grins.

"Permission to visit?"

Zack continues to grin as he waits for Anders to respond.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.

[Charo]

"Of course you can visit, but you gotta bring a friend!"

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[Jeremy Hunter]

Zack sighed.

"Great...maybe my friend Ellie can be dragged away from her job. And hey, Anders, you still alive?"

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.