Eternity RPC Board
03-07-2017, 03:02 AM
Camp LeJeune,
Jacksonville, North Carolina, North American Commonwealth
September 1st, 2349
Anna DePuis loped around the indoor track. Her light workout had gotten her worked up into a sweat faster than she liked.
Sloppy! She berated herself as she pushed on. Her Force Recon Marine Unit had recently been deployed to a microgravity environment and her muscles had atrophied slightly while her unit had been participating in the exercise. After she finished her 3km run, she moved on to weights, again feeling the negative effects of her muscle atrophy. It had taken her 3 years to get used to the constant 1g that humanity's home planet had and she had also spent every second of those 3 years trying to show that she wasn't some Martian spy. She took her natural gate in 1g that she had now as a sign of pride that she could adapt to any situation.
As she finished her reps on bench press, her wrist comm buzzed. She replaced the bar in its proper slot and checked the device. It told her to report to Haven Station on the next available shuttle in her Class B uniform. She marched back to her quarters, letting her short black hair fall from the bun it had been in. When she had shed her workout gear, took a quick shower, and donned her uniform; she marched to the spaceport and boarded the next shuttle.
She had to duck slightly to clear the entrance of the shuttle comfortably, her lithe 200 cm build marking her out as a non-Terran as she disembarked the shuttle onto Haven Station, home of the UNSN. Immediately she breathed a slight sigh of relief as her body felt the standard Artificial Gravity take a hold, gravity which was roughly the same as Mars'. She marched her way to the designated office that she had been directed to. The office was simply labelled 'Office of Personnel' and she walked in. She had been expecting a review of the recent training exercise but she didn't think it would occur here.
Perhaps it's an issue with one of the men? She thought as she planted herself in the reception area. A clerk looked up expectantly and simply pointed at another office further into the area.
"The Admiral is expecting you Major," the clerk stated plainly.
Admiral??? Anna thought as she walked past the front desk. She knocked on the door.
"Major Anna DePuis reporting as ordered!" She announced. The door slid open and she took two steps in and again stood attention. The Admiral that sat in the room stood and smiled "HAUSER" was the name that adorned the name badge.
“At ease, Major. Have a seat.” After she was seated, the admiral said, “My name is Admiral Jan Hauser. I am the head of Deep Space Patrol. Don’t worry too much if you haven’t heard of it, it was only created a couple of months ago and the news of its creation has been kept confidential for now. I am here to offer you an opportunity.
“Two years ago, Dr. Jarol Lynis, director of the classified Columbus Project being carried out on the Eris Research Station, discovered how to conduct faster-than-light ‘jumps’ to other star systems. By the end of this year, we plan to send a manned vessel through the Laumer Point near Eris to the Alpha Centauri System to begin exploration of the galaxy. We want you to be on that crew.”
The speech sounded almost canned, as if he'd spoken it verbatim to many other people.
"Of course in your case, we'd like you to head up the Security detachment with a squad of your Marines." He smiled. Anna stared at the admiral, trying, for a few seconds, to figure out if he was trying to sell her a piece of Phobos. She quickly snapped out of her trance and she breathed again.
"I won't pretend Major, your appointment came with some wrangling on my part. ONI wasn't sure if you're a Martian spy or not, despite the ample evidence you either aren't one or are a particularly bad one. Regardless I got you on board and some of your troops are coming along, I need the best of the best to be on that ship."
"I-I'd be-e h-happy to sir!" She stuttered out.
"Good!" the Admiral exclaimed, "I'd like Elysium Academy to have as big an impact on this new frontier as possible! My office will be appropriating your entire unit shortly and we'll begin selecting the best of the best, with your assistance of course."
____________________________________
UNS Horizon
182.1 light years from Sol
Mission Day 1
After months of prep, the day was here and they had just transited the LP. 30 minutes after the initial entry her comm buzzed and she saw the other section leader moving towards the command deck.
Uh Oh She thought and moved off in the same direction.
Jacksonville, North Carolina, North American Commonwealth
September 1st, 2349
Anna DePuis loped around the indoor track. Her light workout had gotten her worked up into a sweat faster than she liked.
Sloppy! She berated herself as she pushed on. Her Force Recon Marine Unit had recently been deployed to a microgravity environment and her muscles had atrophied slightly while her unit had been participating in the exercise. After she finished her 3km run, she moved on to weights, again feeling the negative effects of her muscle atrophy. It had taken her 3 years to get used to the constant 1g that humanity's home planet had and she had also spent every second of those 3 years trying to show that she wasn't some Martian spy. She took her natural gate in 1g that she had now as a sign of pride that she could adapt to any situation.
As she finished her reps on bench press, her wrist comm buzzed. She replaced the bar in its proper slot and checked the device. It told her to report to Haven Station on the next available shuttle in her Class B uniform. She marched back to her quarters, letting her short black hair fall from the bun it had been in. When she had shed her workout gear, took a quick shower, and donned her uniform; she marched to the spaceport and boarded the next shuttle.
She had to duck slightly to clear the entrance of the shuttle comfortably, her lithe 200 cm build marking her out as a non-Terran as she disembarked the shuttle onto Haven Station, home of the UNSN. Immediately she breathed a slight sigh of relief as her body felt the standard Artificial Gravity take a hold, gravity which was roughly the same as Mars'. She marched her way to the designated office that she had been directed to. The office was simply labelled 'Office of Personnel' and she walked in. She had been expecting a review of the recent training exercise but she didn't think it would occur here.
Perhaps it's an issue with one of the men? She thought as she planted herself in the reception area. A clerk looked up expectantly and simply pointed at another office further into the area.
"The Admiral is expecting you Major," the clerk stated plainly.
Admiral??? Anna thought as she walked past the front desk. She knocked on the door.
"Major Anna DePuis reporting as ordered!" She announced. The door slid open and she took two steps in and again stood attention. The Admiral that sat in the room stood and smiled "HAUSER" was the name that adorned the name badge.
“At ease, Major. Have a seat.” After she was seated, the admiral said, “My name is Admiral Jan Hauser. I am the head of Deep Space Patrol. Don’t worry too much if you haven’t heard of it, it was only created a couple of months ago and the news of its creation has been kept confidential for now. I am here to offer you an opportunity.
“Two years ago, Dr. Jarol Lynis, director of the classified Columbus Project being carried out on the Eris Research Station, discovered how to conduct faster-than-light ‘jumps’ to other star systems. By the end of this year, we plan to send a manned vessel through the Laumer Point near Eris to the Alpha Centauri System to begin exploration of the galaxy. We want you to be on that crew.”
The speech sounded almost canned, as if he'd spoken it verbatim to many other people.
"Of course in your case, we'd like you to head up the Security detachment with a squad of your Marines." He smiled. Anna stared at the admiral, trying, for a few seconds, to figure out if he was trying to sell her a piece of Phobos. She quickly snapped out of her trance and she breathed again.
"I won't pretend Major, your appointment came with some wrangling on my part. ONI wasn't sure if you're a Martian spy or not, despite the ample evidence you either aren't one or are a particularly bad one. Regardless I got you on board and some of your troops are coming along, I need the best of the best to be on that ship."
"I-I'd be-e h-happy to sir!" She stuttered out.
"Good!" the Admiral exclaimed, "I'd like Elysium Academy to have as big an impact on this new frontier as possible! My office will be appropriating your entire unit shortly and we'll begin selecting the best of the best, with your assistance of course."
____________________________________
UNS Horizon
182.1 light years from Sol
Mission Day 1
After months of prep, the day was here and they had just transited the LP. 30 minutes after the initial entry her comm buzzed and she saw the other section leader moving towards the command deck.
Uh Oh She thought and moved off in the same direction.
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