Music | OOC w. Rules | Setting Development Thread CCN William Burke CONSORTIUM NAVY THE REACH / 2654-09-25 / 0200 ZULU The CCN William Burke was a magnificent vessel, an Argonaut Class destroyer, the pride and joy of the Consortium Navy. With its two kilometers of length, hundreds of railgun batteries and an equal amount of starfighters - only a small fraction of the incredible firepower packed into the destroyer - it was a formidable foe that even the elf like races of the Perfect Rim and the Ishtar of the Core Worlds, with their disciplined navies, thought twice about crossing. The ship was assigned on patrol duty on the Reach, the region on the edge of the Milky Way galaxy that separated the Milky Way from Unknown Space, commonly referred to as exactly that - the Reach. Because of its firepower, and the battalion of Consortium Marines based onboard, it, and ships like it, had a unique ability to independently handle most crisises and emergencies that arose on the Reach - usually piracy, rogue mercenary companies or hostile colonists - without having to rely on or wait for reinforcements. Trouble was common on patrol duty on the Reach, but for the William Burke, this had been an unusually slow month, with only a few skirmishes with hostile colonists who didn’t want to be subjects to Consortium authority and took every chance they could to resist them. They had been left in peace, as was the policy of the Consortium, after the responsible parties for any hostile actions taken against the military had been arrested, and the William Burke had continued on its way with little to worry about. Its next stop was in a region known as the Midas Belt, an asteroid filled area of space that had never been properly explored and charted, where it was going to meet up with an Elohim destroyer for a couple of days of joint reconnaissance operations into the Reach - a common procedure between the two allies, an alliance that had been founded in the common ground of total belief in military readiness. Both nations were military superpowers in their own right, and over the years, a strong bond had been formed between the Consortium and the warrior society of the Elohim. Plans are fickle things in military operations, however. When the Sigint Division of the William Burke picked up an unidentifiable signal, encrypted beyond the capability of Sigint's crypto analysts to break, the situation had warranted a change in plans. SOP in situations like this was to investigate the signal, and it had been tracked to an unidentified planet in the Midas Belt. A squad of Select Marines, the special forces branch of the Consortium Marines, had been activated, and told to get ready for a deployment. In addition, a company of regular marines had been told to prepare for full-scale deployment, in case the Selects ran into any hostile contact on the ground. In less than an hour, the crew on the William Burke went from a lazy routine mindset to the hurried professionalism of people who knew the situation had changed drastically. * * * * * * * * * * The Consortium Wars: Prologue: First Contact * * * * * * * * * * Nicholas Sherev, Master Gunnery Sergeant of the Consortium Marines, with over fifteen years of service in the Marines alone, gave out orders as he walked through the barracks. The activity there was hurried and tense, as the Select Marines went over their equipment. He took up notes from people on equipment needs, such as batteries, rope, shoe laces, note pads, and all the other small things that always ever seemed to be needed only moments before deployment. After compiling a list, he signed it, and sent four of the marines down to the Quartermaster to check out the equipment, along with a requisition order for ammunition and explosives. Once he was finished with this, he picked up his combat harness, strapped to his backpack for ease of transport, in one hand, and his assault rifle in the other. His equipment was always ready for a quick deployment. He called out to the marines: "Briefing in ten minutes at the Satbay." "Sure thing, Gunny." Somebody replied in the back. As Sherev stepped out, and the door hissed shut behind him, he walked down the dark metal colored hallways of the William Burke's inside. To an untrained eye the ship's crisscrossing labyrinth of corridors would be a maze, but to Sherev, it was perfectly logical, and it wasn't long before he stepped into the area known colloquially as "the Sat Bay". The Satellite Bay was named so because it was located right above the large telescope installation that the Burke was equipped with - essentially a ship-based spy satellite - that allowed for live satellite overhead footage 24/7. In the center of the room was a large, round table-like uprising, which usually depicted the black of space, but currently reflected the planet under them in a colored satellite image. Around the table stood already a Sigint analyst, as well as Lieutenant Harry Roman of the Consortium Select Marines, the commanding officer of the Select Marine platoon based onboard. As he entered, Sherev moved up into attention and saluted the men. The gesture was returned by the lieutenant, though the Sigint analyst, a corporal from the Consortium Navy, was too engrossed in studying the satellite footage to pay any attention. A slight lack of discipline that only cemented Sherev's distaste for navymen. "At ease, gunny. Put your equipment in the corner, come over and take a look. I need you and your men to be fully understood with the geography of the AO when you deploy." The lieutenant said. "Yes, sir." Sherev said. He placed his backpack and vest on the ground in the corner of the room, neatly stacked, but kept his unloaded assault rifle on his back in its nylon strap, as he walked up to study the footage while waiting for his men to join them. Soon after, the marines started to filter in one by one, and followed his example, placing their gear on the floor in the corner of the room.