saviorgoddessastrid:

fleet-admiral-red:

Yellow waved a hand limply. “No, Vesperr’s right. That wasn’t all of it. You have the right to know.”

“I kept my duties to helping others in need. Humanitarian efforts, disaster relief, medical science. My friends had more active roles, some more involved than others.”

“We believed ourselves the foremost of protectors…and that blinded us, I think. We grew…overzealous, extreme. And for our hubris, our arrogance, we were struck down. Military affairs were not usually my domain, but I tried to have my friends stay the weight of their actions.”

An aimless sweep of the hand.

“As you can see, it didn’t work. The death of an entire race can be laid at our feet. At mine. My friends convinced me back then that there was no other way. Hindsight has shown me otherwise. We overreacted.”

She raised her head to look around at the others Thrud in particular. “Perhaps there will be change for the better now that we have been taught a lesson. I don’t know. Does the name Bellatrix mean anything to you?”

“That doesn’t sound like you should be blaming yourself,” Aelius mentioned.  “You obviously didn’t agree with the actions that your companions did.  In fact, it sounds like you actually strongly resisted their actions, only agreeing to it because they convinced you that there was a lack of options.”

Vesperr shrugged.  “Either way, that makes sense to me now why you got attacked.  As for Bellatrix…can’t say the name is familiar to me,” he mentioned.

“I know that name,” Thrud mentioned.  “Lady Bellatrix lives here on Terra Ancora, as Lady Astrid’s personal bodyguard.  I believe she’s known as the Goddess of Destruction.  You can probably find her in the Temple.  Why do you ask?”

Yellow didn’t answer for a while, thinking deeply. If Bellatrix was here, maybe her journey could be shortened a little.

“I’d…like to meet her there, at the Temple. After we’re done with the mission.” She requested, a bit of her resolve returning once she looked at her party. ”They still need someone to be there for them, right?”

If nothing else, she could do some more good out there before she met with the deity. “One more thing…you all can still call me Amarillo if you want. It’s just my name in a different language anyway.”

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

“Yeah.” Tempest smiled, creating a small stack of her own.

Whatever was on her mind, she was hiding it well. Or maybe there was nothing at all, she seemed happy.

“If it’s okay with all of you, I might stop by my quarters for a while.” She said. “But we can meet up again in say, an hour?”

Aegis nodded. “That’s fine by me.”

That reminded her; she had some updated details to give Tempest’s sisters.

“Right, Dawn and Adana, just need to inform you that thanks to our expansion of the station your quarters have been shifted to be beside Tempest’s.”

The two carriers had smiles on their faces as they processed the news. Adana in particular looked the happiest. “We live near each other. That’s great!”

That certainly put Tempest in a good mood. “That’s fantastic!” She agreed.

Nothing else could make her quite as elated at knowing she would be close to her new family.

“If you need time to yourself, I’ll certainly let you be.” Aegis said, folding her hands behind her back.

Dawn and Adana looked at their lead sister. “Just call if you need us for anything, sis.” Dawn said confidently.

It wasn’t hard to see the proud expression on the slightly younger carrier’s face. Adana remained more mellow, though. “We’re here for you now.”

“Um… I’m fine, but, thanks.” She smiled, looking confused. Wondering what would prompt the sudden supportive words.

“Well… you know where to find me.” She joked, rising to her feet. “See you in a bit, yeah?”

The Titan nodded, giving her a small wave. “Mm. See you later.”

Watching Tempest leave for elsewhere, Aegis turned to see Dawn and Adana talking with each other, discussing the possibility of having some ice cream for dessert.

A moment passed without much fanfare as her thoughts returned to Tempest. The carrier hadn’t eaten much, surely something was bugging her.

But going up to her right now would only annoy her, undoubtedly. A part of her sensed that Tempest needed some alone time.

Such might not be the case. Anyone who happened to follow her movements, or possessed an AI that could do so, might notice she’d left her door unlocked. It would appear she was welcoming to any unexpected visitors, while she was doing whatever it was she was doing.

Following some deep discussions with Serina, Aegis had ended up before Tempest’s door. She tapped the intercom’s holoscreen, hearing the gentle beep that meant the carrier would hear her.

“Tempest? It’s me, Aegis. May…I come in?”

A feeling of worry began pooling in the Titan’s chest. Was Tempest feeling sad again? It wasn’t hard to speculate why if she was.

A Warrior’s Shame/An Idol’s Pride, closed RP with Fleet-Admiral-Red

howlofthewolf:

fleet-admiral-red:

howlofthewolf:

“Well, many of my advisers say fatherhood suits me.” Wolf smiled, his voice quiet, “They’re not wrong.” 

He looked at Zelda proudly.

“This one, however, will be my last.” He said, “I’ve fathered a lot of children in my time on this plane of existence, Red… I’ve had bastards running around for years. In the culture I was raised in, it’s not unusual to have a lot of children. Hell, you’re not considered a man until you’ve fathered a bastard. However… I’m happy now that I’ve had Zelda here… She will be my heir.” 

He looked over at Red(F). He’d changed considerably since they last saw each other. Some of his scars had faded slightly, except the one close to his left eye. His eyes, which had once had some brightness to them, were dark, weary from years of war. His unruly hair, currently done up in a small ponytail, was now flecked with gray. 

Closing his eyes, and sighing, he went and placed Zelda gently into a cot, kissing her forehead. Walking back to the seat, he sat back down. 

“A lot has happened.” He said, “A lot of things I regret… a lot of things I don’t.”

Tears formed in his eyes. Carefully, he hugged her.

“I am so… so … sorry…” He said tearfully, his shame taking over, “For everything that I have caused you… for everything I caused the GDI… I am so… so… sorry…” 

Red(F) returned the hug, her tone soft. “Don’t blame yourself too hard. Some of that was our fault too.”

The Admiral patted Wolf’s back. She too held some guilt over indirectly causing the rise of the Scorpion’s Hand.

“I’m sorry too.”

Pulling away after a moment, he regained his composure, sniffing a bit. 

“Yuki’s been trying to console you… but out of everyone… I really missed you.” He said to her, pressing a kiss to her forehead, “I just… I kept messing shit up…”

“Oi, you two.” Yuki said, beginning to undo her clothes, grabbing the two of them, “Bed time.” 

Red(F) gently eased Yuki’s hand away with her superior strength. “Sorry, Yuki dear, but I’ve got stuff that needs doing. I do wanna bed you again, but not right now, alright?”

She knew the succubus wanted her right then and now, she could practically feel Yuki’s burning lust, but even her own urges had to be put aside.

Red(F) turned to Wolf. “Just know that I’m not mad at you anymore, Wolfie. We’ve both got things to make up for.”

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

“Yeah.” Tempest smiled, creating a small stack of her own.

Whatever was on her mind, she was hiding it well. Or maybe there was nothing at all, she seemed happy.

“If it’s okay with all of you, I might stop by my quarters for a while.” She said. “But we can meet up again in say, an hour?”

Aegis nodded. “That’s fine by me.”

That reminded her; she had some updated details to give Tempest’s sisters.

“Right, Dawn and Adana, just need to inform you that thanks to our expansion of the station your quarters have been shifted to be beside Tempest’s.”

The two carriers had smiles on their faces as they processed the news. Adana in particular looked the happiest. “We live near each other. That’s great!”

That certainly put Tempest in a good mood. “That’s fantastic!” She agreed.

Nothing else could make her quite as elated at knowing she would be close to her new family.

“If you need time to yourself, I’ll certainly let you be.” Aegis said, folding her hands behind her back.

Dawn and Adana looked at their lead sister. “Just call if you need us for anything, sis.” Dawn said confidently.

It wasn’t hard to see the proud expression on the slightly younger carrier’s face. Adana remained more mellow, though. “We’re here for you now.”

“Um… I’m fine, but, thanks.” She smiled, looking confused. Wondering what would prompt the sudden supportive words.

“Well… you know where to find me.” She joked, rising to her feet. “See you in a bit, yeah?”

The Titan nodded, giving her a small wave. “Mm. See you later.”

Watching Tempest leave for elsewhere, Aegis turned to see Dawn and Adana talking with each other, discussing the possibility of having some ice cream for dessert.

A moment passed without much fanfare as her thoughts returned to Tempest. The carrier hadn’t eaten much, surely something was bugging her.

But going up to her right now would only annoy her, undoubtedly. A part of her sensed that Tempest needed some alone time.

saviorgoddessastrid:

fleet-admiral-red:

Yellow sighed. Of all the ways to blow her cover, this had been an unexpected one. Then again, no knowledge of such Crystals had existed in the Archives even before the mysterious corruption of all Astrid-related data. How had she been supposed to know?

But if they wanted the truth, she might as well explain everything.

“Very well. Before I tell you more, may I request that we find a more private spot in this hall? It will be a lot to explain.”

Thankfully, such a spot was easily found soon enough. Looking at her now wary team mates, Yellow took a breath before she began, her tone now significantly more down than earlier.

“You are right; I am from off-world. My real name…is Yellow. I wasn’t lying when I said I was a healer. I am…I was a leader of healers. Among others. It doesn’t really matter.”

It was clear from her tone that Yellow no longer considered herself such, and the blonde only sounded more tired as she went on.

“My people…tried to do good, with mixed results. Not all of them ended well. Despite my efforts, I failed to prevent many deaths. Ours and the people we swore to serve. We were punished for it, by someone…powerful….and I think we deserved it in the end. It still weighs on me, and I couldn’t bear it…I still can’t. So I left.”

“I came here, seeking…absolution. If that is appropriate. I thought I could try starting over. But one life doesn’t balance 12 million, 465 thousand, 3 hundred and 52.”

Did that number shock her team? She didn’t know, the attentive silence made it hard to tell. Still, Yellow continued on, her eyes empty.

“I don’t know if my friends are looking for me. I pulled some strings to slip away. But I know that I can’t go back. I am tired. All that I have done…all the negotiations I have made…and for what? Millions of my people are gone now, billions more of others.”

A weary chuckle escaped her, one devoid of humor.

“Service demands sacrifice…and I have nothing left to give.”

Thrud nodded, taking in what Yellow said carefully.  “I believe that I understand,” she replied.  “You came here to Terra Ancora seeking a new life after what happened to you, right? I can’t say I blame you for your decision.”

Aelius crossed his arms and spoke his thoughts aloud.  “We’ve all understood what that’s like.  I was a member of the Imperial Army back during the Crusades.  When I found out that Lady Astrid despised what we did, I was heartbroken at my actions, so I left the army and became an Adventurer myself.  A lot of people become Adventurers to start a new life.”

Vesperr shook his head at Yellow’s story.  “I don’t think that’s the full story there,” he mentioned.  “Helping people doesn’t result in getting punished easily.  Which means that you had to be doing something that angered that person in question.  So then, what’s the bit you’re leaving out? What was the motive of this person for attacking you?”

Thrud slapped Vesperr upside the head with her gauntleted hand.  “Vesperr,” she said sternly.  “Now is not the time for your behavior.  Can’t you see that she’s grieving for all those people that died?”

Yellow waved a hand limply. “No, Vesperr’s right. That wasn’t all of it. You have the right to know.”

“I kept my duties to helping others in need. Humanitarian efforts, disaster relief, medical science. My friends had more active roles, some more involved than others.”

“We believed ourselves the foremost of protectors…and that blinded us, I think. We grew…overzealous, extreme. And for our hubris, our arrogance, we were struck down. Military affairs were not usually my domain, but I tried to have my friends stay the weight of their actions.”

An aimless sweep of the hand.

“As you can see, it didn’t work. The death of an entire race can be laid at our feet. At mine. My friends convinced me back then that there was no other way. Hindsight has shown me otherwise. We overreacted.”

She raised her head to look around at the others Thrud in particular. “Perhaps there will be change for the better now that we have been taught a lesson. I don’t know. Does the name Bellatrix mean anything to you?”

saviorgoddessastrid:

fleet-admiral-red:

The mention of Warp Crystals drew Yellow’s attention, reminding her for some reason of Protoss Khaydarin Crystals.

“These Warp Crystals sound like a form of transport. Are they teleporters?” she guessed aloud.

No wonder Vesperr had spoken of convenience. A network of such Crystals was in effect a transporter or Blink network. Quite good for rapid transit.

Upon asking that question, the area went dead quiet.  It was not hard for Yellow to feel that there were a lot of eyes on her right now for that question.  That was probably a very dumb question to ask.

“You don’t know what a Warp Crystal is?” Vesperr commented, clearly agitated by that question.  “Yeah, nice try, but if you’re trying to hide the fact that you’re from off-world, you just blew it then and there.”

“Vesperr, let’s not get hostile here,” Aelius mentioned.  Then, to Yellow, he said, “To answer your question, yes, they’re teleporters.  Since you’re clearly from off-world, I’m going to explain them to you.

“Every town out there has at least one Primary Warp Crystal, which is the one you use to teleport yourself over long distances, and a network of Secondary Warp Crystals, which you use to get around town easier but can’t be used out of town.  Warp Crystals were invented a long time ago to allow long-distance travel without throwing yourself at risk from monsters.

“You can easily tell them apart, the Primary Warp Crystal stands much taller than a man and is usually located in the town’s center, though some wealthy businesses maintain their own Primary Warp Crystals for work reasons.  Secondary Warp Crystals are considerably smaller, smaller than a man at that, and are located nearby important structures like the town hall, the mall, certain businesses, etc.

“Outside of being important military structures, Warp Crystals do have one major downside.  To use the Warp Crystal in question, you have to attune yourself to it.  To do that, you gotta place your hand on the Warp Crystal for several seconds while your body attunes to it.  Once you’re attuned, it takes a very basic spell to teleport yourself to that Warp Crystal in question.

“Because of the necessity attuning oneself to the Warp Crystals, there’s still a need for transportation like vehicles, convoys, airships, that sorta stuff.  You can use a Warp Crystal to transport a vehicle, but it’s typically nothing larger than a truck at best unless you’ve got very powerful magical abilities.”

Aelius’ explanation done, he then decided to add on something else.  “Now then, since you’re obviously trying to hide the fact that you’re from off-world, here’s a piece of advice for you: Don’t ask a question any grade-schooler can tell you the answer to.  That just ruins the illusion then and there.”

Thrud shooed off the crowd that was watching Yellow, and then she spoke up.  “Now that we’ve got all of this established, I believe you owe us an explanation as to who you truly are.  It would be unwise of us to partner with someone who hides their identity from their party, especially as poorly as you do.

“I’m not asking you to divulge too much, but I need to know who you are and what you’re doing on Terra Ancora.  More importantly, if you’re running from the authorities.  That’s not too much to ask, is it?”

Yellow sighed. Of all the ways to blow her cover, this had been an unexpected one. Then again, no knowledge of such Crystals had existed in the Archives even before the mysterious corruption of all Astrid-related data. How had she been supposed to know?

But if they wanted the truth, she might as well explain everything.

“Very well. Before I tell you more, may I request that we find a more private spot in this hall? It will be a lot to explain.”

Thankfully, such a spot was easily found soon enough. Looking at her now wary team mates, Yellow took a breath before she began, her tone now significantly more down than earlier.

“You are right; I am from off-world. My real name…is Yellow. I wasn’t lying when I said I was a healer. I am…I was a leader of healers. Among others. It doesn’t really matter.”

It was clear from her tone that Yellow no longer considered herself such, and the blonde only sounded more tired as she went on.

“My people…tried to do good, with mixed results. Not all of them ended well. Despite my efforts, I failed to prevent many deaths. Ours and the people we swore to serve. We were punished for it, by someone…powerful….and I think we deserved it in the end. It still weighs on me, and I couldn’t bear it…I still can’t. So I left.”

“I came here, seeking…absolution. If that is appropriate. I thought I could try starting over. But one life doesn’t balance 12 million, 465 thousand, 3 hundred and 52.”

Did that number shock her team? She didn’t know, the attentive silence made it hard to tell. Still, Yellow continued on, her eyes empty.

“I don’t know if my friends are looking for me. I pulled some strings to slip away. But I know that I can’t go back. I am tired. All that I have done…all the negotiations I have made…and for what? Millions of my people are gone now, billions more of others.”

A weary chuckle escaped her, one devoid of humor.

“Service demands sacrifice…and I have nothing left to give.”

secondshipgirlsquadron:

fleet-admiral-red:

secondshipgirlsquadron:

“Yeah.” Tempest smiled, creating a small stack of her own.

Whatever was on her mind, she was hiding it well. Or maybe there was nothing at all, she seemed happy.

“If it’s okay with all of you, I might stop by my quarters for a while.” She said. “But we can meet up again in say, an hour?”

Aegis nodded. “That’s fine by me.”

That reminded her; she had some updated details to give Tempest’s sisters.

“Right, Dawn and Adana, just need to inform you that thanks to our expansion of the station your quarters have been shifted to be beside Tempest’s.”

The two carriers had smiles on their faces as they processed the news. Adana in particular looked the happiest. “We live near each other. That’s great!”

That certainly put Tempest in a good mood. “That’s fantastic!” She agreed.

Nothing else could make her quite as elated at knowing she would be close to her new family.

“If you need time to yourself, I’ll certainly let you be.” Aegis said, folding her hands behind her back.

Dawn and Adana looked at their lead sister. “Just call if you need us for anything, sis.” Dawn said confidently.

It wasn’t hard to see the proud expression on the slightly younger carrier’s face. Adana remained more mellow, though. “We’re here for you now.”

saviorgoddessastrid:

fleet-admiral-red:

It would have been the easier choice to choose eliminating the monsters, but since they were practically everywhere just going in and wiping them out wasn’t going to achieve much.

No, it made more sense to protect the civilians. Monsters could be dealt with at any time. But the civilians needed their help more or less now.

Yellow raised her hand slightly to gain Thrud’s attention. “I vote for escorting the civilians. Others might be able to deal with those monsters. If they happen to cross our path, we could deal with the monsters too.”

Thrud nodded.  “True, not to mention the Blood Moon means that killing the monsters would be a temporary solution,” she mentioned.  “If we can get those civilians over to their target location, they’ll be considerably safer for a longer period of time due to being able to use the Warp Crystal next time.”

Aelius spoke up.  “Armed escort jobs won’t be easy, especially since we have a new healer on the party,” he mentioned.  “We should check and make sure everyone’s gear is up-to-par before we take it.”

Vesperr thought it over some.  “I should have enough mana to keep us going long enough to reach the target destination,” he mentioned.  “Shame that none of us are attuned to the Warp Crystal there, or we’d be able to make this job considerably easier on us.”

The mention of Warp Crystals drew Yellow’s attention, reminding her for some reason of Protoss Khaydarin Crystals.

“These Warp Crystals sound like a form of transport. Are they teleporters?” she guessed aloud.

No wonder Vesperr had spoken of convenience. A network of such Crystals was in effect a transporter or Blink network. Quite good for rapid transit.

A Warrior’s Shame/An Idol’s Pride, closed RP with Fleet-Admiral-Red

howlofthewolf:

“Well, many of my advisers say fatherhood suits me.” Wolf smiled, his voice quiet, “They’re not wrong.” 

He looked at Zelda proudly.

“This one, however, will be my last.” He said, “I’ve fathered a lot of children in my time on this plane of existence, Red… I’ve had bastards running around for years. In the culture I was raised in, it’s not unusual to have a lot of children. Hell, you’re not considered a man until you’ve fathered a bastard. However… I’m happy now that I’ve had Zelda here… She will be my heir.” 

He looked over at Red(F). He’d changed considerably since they last saw each other. Some of his scars had faded slightly, except the one close to his left eye. His eyes, which had once had some brightness to them, were dark, weary from years of war. His unruly hair, currently done up in a small ponytail, was now flecked with gray. 

Closing his eyes, and sighing, he went and placed Zelda gently into a cot, kissing her forehead. Walking back to the seat, he sat back down. 

“A lot has happened.” He said, “A lot of things I regret… a lot of things I don’t.”

Tears formed in his eyes. Carefully, he hugged her.

“I am so… so … sorry…” He said tearfully, his shame taking over, “For everything that I have caused you… for everything I caused the GDI… I am so… so… sorry…” 

Red(F) returned the hug, her tone soft. “Don’t blame yourself too hard. Some of that was our fault too.”

The Admiral patted Wolf’s back. She too held some guilt over indirectly causing the rise of the Scorpion’s Hand.

“I’m sorry too.”

A Gummi Shipgirl

reluctantkeybladewielder:

fleet-admiral-red:

“Interesting…” Halcyon continued noting to herself. “Seems that tech exchange paid off fairly well. Alright, Firelance, you’ll be experiencing zero-G for a bit. If you can, try to bring your rigging out.”

From the reports the corvette crew had made, it seemed like Firelance’s flight capabilities were a bit on the slow side. Then again, it would be hard to know exactly how she fast she could go for sure until she was either out in space or in a holodeck simulation.

“Zero-G in 3…2…1…mark.” With that, Halcyon tapped a control on one of the holoscreens, causing gravity to cut out within the diagnostic bay’s cylinder.

“Even more so if you factor in that it made the Void Phoenix possible,” Firelance comments. “Okay. I hope I can figure that out as I go—oh!”

Sure enough, Firelance had managed to bring her rigging out, and it looked just as modular and blocky as she did before her manifestation. As for the Zero G, she immediately stumbled once it was turned on, but managed to clumsily right herself afterwards. This clumsiness was no doubt a confounding variable in the prior scans.

Had she been able to read the results for herself, Firelance would have been reassured that her clumsiness hadn’t changed the scan data.

“Are you alright?” Halcyon inquired with a brief look at her. “Readings are stable. Seems your propulsion is working fine.”

Tapping the relevant control again, Halcyon gradually reactivated artificial gravity to let Firelance walk on her feet again.

“Alright, that’s it for the basic scan. Everything looks good for you, Firelance.” Halcyon remarked.