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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by A Stormy Dio:
12/21/2017 12:42:10 AM
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“...[i]You can’t stop the inevitable.” [/i] something ringed in both Nate and Emilia’s heads.
[spoiler]Timeskip after this.[/spoiler]
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"WATCH us." Nathaniel spoke a loud, the ship flying through the sky of Takatai. "You talking to someone?" Books asked, looking between Nathaniel and Emilia. "Shut it, Books." Emilia quickly shot at the Mandolorian, looking at Nate.
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[i](At the joint Alliance-Militia Outpost)[/i] The voice form before ringed in their ears once more. [i]”...You truly don’t understand the scale for which your kind will face in the coming months...” [/i]it says.
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"I'm not facing anything, Nate. Or voice... I'm packing my bags and heading home." "Oh no you are not, Missy. You are going to fight alongside your father! Which is me..." "I am [i]not[/i] fighting by your side. You're not my father." ,"I'm a version of him! Therefore, your father." "Fuc...." "Language." "I'll go home, gather my forces. You gather your forces here, then we'll see about who isn't ready." The Mandolorian that had been inured earlier was wheeled off to the medical area by the three unnamed Mandos. Leaving Books, Emilia and Nathaniel to walk toward the command center of the outpost. Hopefully, they'd actually be allowed to see the leadership here... If there was any.
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Fortunately, they were allowed in.
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Emilia, Nathaniel and Books entered the command area where the Galactic map was. Colonel Marker was there, moving the location of specific troops across the map. Along with any of the Alliance people...
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There were none. Both Hackett and Anderson were focused on the war effort, while any other representatives were busy with their own issues. Mostly, there was just Troopers...except for one. A Fleet Admiral we’re talking to a couple men there, laughing all the way.
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"Uh... Hello?" Nathaniel said a little bit awkwardly, Marker not bothering to look away from his troop movements. "Oh for -blam!- sake, Nathaniel." Emilia strode forward, taking the key from Nate's hand and placing it on the Galactic map. "MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" She called, earning a look from Marker.
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The Fleet Admiral looked at her. “Yo! We were in the middle of a damn conversation about kicking Cerberus’s butt back on Harmony!” He yelled, standing at the table almost in a lazy way. He was Asian...not sure why I added that in there, to be honest.
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Very helpful. "Well I'm sure you can postpone what happen in the past to discuss what will happen in the future. Especially considering your blatant disregard to what happened on Takatai mere months ago involving the Infection and the Imperial Remnant." Emilia shot back heartedly, Marker gasping in mock suprise.
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The Fleet Admiral laughed of all things. “Real cute, honey. Did you forget that we were busy making sure the Militia and Pandora weren’t going to die, leaving Cerberus to take out the Alliance?” The Admiral tells Emilia, a smug on his face.
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"Did you forget that your place is defend planets that hold your outposts? Your colonies? Does Takatai not house an Alliance outpost? Is Takatai not an essential beach head for both your and the Militia's forces? Is Takatai not one of the most diverse worlds in this dammed galaxy? Where you could acquire and test technology you couldn't even imagine?" Now, Emilia was the one smiling smugly underneath her helmet. "Didn't realize some back water bandit shit hole was more important than a prime hub for potential trading. Especially considering you just worked out an alliance with the New Republic... Imagine if you had let Takatai fall..."
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“Well, that’s why they left the defending to the warriors who have technology beyond their control. Hell, there’s a universal Black Market in the Plains that no one even knows about; can’t exactly say I can blame ya. But right now, we’ve stretched our forces thin; you’re lucky that Hackett and Anderson were kind enough to send the 4th Fleet to come and defend you. Hell, why exactly are you complaining about us not defending this planet when you Mandalorians blew up two Death Stars and destroyed the Empire?” The 4th Fleet Leader asked Emilia.
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"Oh, I'm not complaining Admiral. Merely stating the facts. We have an enemy coming, I'm not sure when but I know where." Emilia would gesture to the Void key.
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He looks at the Void Key. “Arrows...do you even know who the hell these mean?” He asked Emilia.
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"Corpus, most likely." Nathaniel stepped in for Emilia now, looking at the admiral. "If you remember correctly, there were multiple factions involved in the war on Takatai two months ago. Corpus had a small hand to play in it."
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“Yet why would you’d think they’d invade this godforesaken planet? They’d get dropped harder than someone jumping into one of them Sarlacc Pits I hear about.” The Admiral tells them.
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"It's like Ms... I'm sorry what was your name?" Marker spoke up, eyeing Emilia. "Emilia Grey. Daughter of Nathaniel and Sarah Grey." "Okay, what Ms. Grey is saying is that there is a force coming. It seems to understand what our main hub worlds are. Eden Prime, Harmony, Takatai. They are attacking and destroying prime locations that we could use to gather forces to fully counter them. If we lost our homeworlds, our trading worlds, then our morale goes with it. We won't find a war we can't see ourselves winning."
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“I remember Tatakai had one of those ‘Void Portal’ thing-a-majics. We found one similar to that on Eden Prime yesterday.” The Admiral told them, pointing to the yellow glowing symbol on both Tatakai and Eden Prime. This meant that this wasn’t a race to take out trading centers... ...this was a race to collect as many Void Portals and Keys as possible.
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"So... This isn't about taking out our worlds." Marker said, looking at the fleet admiral. "But it is about gathering the Void Keys. If every single planet shown has a void key, that would open the floodgates to the entirety of the Infection we encountered..."
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“Or worse.” Someone familiar (to Nate at least) said behind them, Bariss mediating there, earning guns raised at her.
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"Lower your weapons.." Nathaniel pivoted around and strode towards Bariss, embracing in an awkward hug. "I thought you had died, my friend... Died with all the others.."
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“No...Trust me, the Infested claimed a lot of us. Not all of us, though.” She says, the Marines lowering their weapons. “Who’s this?” The Admiral asked them, referring to Bariss.
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"This... This is Bariss..." Nathaniel said, stepping away from her as he turned to look at the admiral. "Fellow dojo member, and a one of the key reasons we succeeded in destroying and expelling the Imperial and Infection forces here."
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“He’s right, you know.” Bariss tells them, the Admiral questioning the possibility of the Tenno standing in front of him. “Trust me, everyone gets used to this after a while.” She says...though of course, she didn’t have any mouth. So instead, the Tritnity Prime simply had where her mouth would be glowing red every time she spoke.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 12/21/2017 12:51:13 PM"... Any friend of yours is a friend of ours, Captain." Marker said, nodding his head toward Bariss. "Thank you, Colonel. The Mandolorian order has done much for our galaxy and even this one, I hope that our work is not... Overlooked." Nathaniel responded, looking at the fleet admiral admiral.
