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Jakkonia wrote:Anna snickered a little as Sophie spoke, being a bit more confident than before it seemed. Anna then heard her coughing, a sense of near instant worry beset her as she looked down at Sophie. It was clear she needed rest and soon. She wanted to ask if she was truly alright but Anna decided to hold off as Sophie spoke once more, not wanting to interrupt her. Anna was a bit surprised when Sophie hugged her again, Anna smiling more as she watched Sophie get excited about something. She found that she loved it when Sophie was excited or happy, she wanted to make it to where she was like that all the time.

Anna blushed slightly when Sophie grabbed her hand and brought her to the kitchen though in the end she didn't mind it, helping Sophie grab the needed ingredients and watching as she got the rest from above her. Anna rushed over as Sophie nearly tumbled, seeing her hit her hands on the counter to keep herself up.

"Are you alright?!" Anna said in a semi-panicked expression, though Sophie seemed to be doing fine after the small mishap. Once Sophie explained Anna was somewhat calmer again, though then came the even bigger problem. Anna wanted to laugh but kept herself silent as Sophie came to the realization that she had forgotten how to make pancakes.

"Well..." Anna said, thinking for a moment. She wasn't sure how to help with the pancakes but she did walk over and give Sophie another hug.

"Its alright Sophie."

All the sudden Anna's phone went off. Anna let go of Sophie and saw that she had gotten an email from her campaign manager, Adam Spekter. Adam was a man she had known for years and a very good friend of her Father's, and unlike many of her father's friends he wasn't a snob or anything. She read through the email quickly before putting her phone away and sighing.

"and so the campaign begins..." she said to herself before looking back over to Sophie.

"It seems I gotta get up early in the morning... I have an interview with Good Morning Valora." Anna said it with a smile, then checking her watch to see that it was only around 8:30 or so.

"I will probably need to leave in a couple hours though, get home to have enough rest for the event." Anna wasn't sure if Sophie wanted her to stay over or not, though she of course wouldn't mind staying over if Sophie wanted her too.

I was panicked for a second. Time seemed to be kind of slow as I fell, but somehow I managed to get myself together and I ended up with my head in one piece and not fractured. Anna was worried, and it felt nice that someone felt worried about me. When she exclaimed to me, completely worried, asking if I was okay, I just nodded. "Yeah. No biggie."

For the next few seconds I stood there, thinking. What to do. What to do... I can't make pancakes! I can barely make cereal and I don't want to even try to make pancakes because I don't want the kitchen to explode. Soon after, though, she hugged me, and her embrace felt warm. Just what I needed. It was a bit cold, and her warmth felt nice over my body. I hugged her back.

"You feel warm... i-it's nice." I stared at her, trying to muster up a smile but only being able to conjure up a slight smirk. Her phone went off and me, wanting to be as respectful as I could be, promptly shut up. However, it turns out it wasn't a call. Just a notification. She mentioned something about a campaign and I twitched my head slightly to the right for a second of two before it dawned on me. Her campaign! That campaign!

She mentioned she had to get up early in the morning. But tomorrow was saturday, so I could sleep very well at 3 AM if I so wished. She couldn't, though. And it made me feel a bit sad for her. My expression turned to the sadder side of things when she mentioned she'd have to go to sleep early.

"Aw... well, I would want you to stay here with me, you know? Your company feels nice and that... but I understand. If you want, you can leave..." I told her, with a sigh. I wanted her to stay with me. Her leaving would be like... I actually don't know how it'd feel.

Jakkonia

Ventus Prime wrote:Kunkenga was kind enough to send an assassin after me on New Years Eve. Obviously they see me as a threat. As such, I’ve pretty much been confined here. But before we begin, would you like a drink Mr. President? Coffee, tea, or maybe something a bit harder?”

“That must have been stressful. I hope you’re ok. I’m good. I come to meeting refreshed just so there’s no foul play. What would you like to discuss?”

Frellor wrote:“That must have been stressful. I hope you’re ok. I’m good. I come to meeting refreshed just so there’s no foul play. What would you like to discuss?”

“As of right now, our forces are deployed on the planet Sor, one of Kunkenga’s mining planets while they’ve attacked Nubila in the Kapteyn System. There are other skirmishes taking place along our borders but overall we’re at a stalemate. I have to ask though, aren’t you concerned about your nation, considering Kunkenga is your neighbor?”

New spiedska wrote:I was panicked for a second. Time seemed to be kind of slow as I fell, but somehow I managed to get myself together and I ended up with my head in one piece and not fractured. Anna was worried, and it felt nice that someone felt worried about me. When she exclaimed to me, completely worried, asking if I was okay, I just nodded. "Yeah. No biggie."

For the next few seconds I stood there, thinking. What to do. What to do... I can't make pancakes! I can barely make cereal and I don't want to even try to make pancakes because I don't want the kitchen to explode. Soon after, though, she hugged me, and her embrace felt warm. Just what I needed. It was a bit cold, and her warmth felt nice over my body. I hugged her back.

"You feel warm... i-it's nice." I stared at her, trying to muster up a smile but only being able to conjure up a slight smirk. Her phone went off and me, wanting to be as respectful as I could be, promptly shut up. However, it turns out it wasn't a call. Just a notification. She mentioned something about a campaign and I twitched my head slightly to the right for a second of two before it dawned on me. Her campaign! That campaign!

She mentioned she had to get up early in the morning. But tomorrow was saturday, so I could sleep very well at 3 AM if I so wished. She couldn't, though. And it made me feel a bit sad for her. My expression turned to the sadder side of things when she mentioned she'd have to go to sleep early.

"Aw... well, I would want you to stay here with me, you know? Your company feels nice and that... but I understand. If you want, you can leave..." I told her, with a sigh. I wanted her to stay with me. Her leaving would be like... I actually don't know how it'd feel.

Anna smiled warmly during the hug, the two standing there like that for a few minutes before Anna got the message. Anna couldn't help but laugh lightly as Sophie spoke to her, keeping her arms around her.

"Thank you... you're pretty warm as well." Anna said, a small blush forming on her face as it was obvious she had a hard time coming up with a counter-complement. Once she got the message she let go and looked it over, sighing before telling Sophie. She hoped Sophie would tell her to stay but instead she gave her the choice, Anna couldn't but smile again.

"You know... I guess I can stay for tonight." Anna said softly. She noticed the slight change in tone, it seemed Sophie really wanted her to stay. Anna gave a cute giggle before walking back over to Sophie, kissing her on the forehead and hugging her again.

"So? Anything you want to do now?"

Ventus Prime wrote:“As of right now, our forces are deployed on the planet Sor, one of Kunkenga’s mining planets while they’ve attacked Nubila in the Kapteyn System. There are other skirmishes taking place along our borders but overall we’re at a stalemate. I have to ask though, aren’t you concerned about your nation, considering Kunkenga is your neighbor?”

“Would you like military support for the campaign? We could send over our Praetor. (I’ve retconned the aliens.) or some Talos if you want. I’m not worried at all about Kunkenga. If they wanted us dead we’d be conquered. Besides, other than a mountain of debt and a crippled economy, what do we have to offer them?” Xander laughs at the state of his economy, knowing there is nothing he can do to it other than slowly fix it.

Frellor wrote:“Would you like military support for the campaign? We could send over our Praetor. (I’ve retconned the aliens.) or some Talos if you want. I’m not worried at all about Kunkenga. If they wanted us dead we’d be conquered. Besides, other than a mountain of debt and a crippled economy, what do we have to offer them?” Xander laughs at the state of his economy, knowing there is nothing he can do to it other than slowly fix it.

“If that’s true we can send some of our ships and troops to help improve your defenses. I don’t know if Kunkenga knows of your involvement but I’m sure they wouldn’t hesitate to attack regardless if they feel threatened by you or not.”

Ventus Prime wrote:“If that’s true we can send some of our ships and troops to help improve your defenses. I don’t know if Kunkenga knows of your involvement but I’m sure they wouldn’t hesitate to attack regardless if they feel threatened by you or not.”

“It’s fine. We have the ability to defend ourselves. I mean what economy are we going to destroy? I trust my soldiers and my navy.”

Frellor wrote:“It’s fine. We have the ability to defend ourselves. I mean what economy are we going to destroy? I trust my soldiers and my navy.”

“Then I ask you this: what if we made a joint offensive on the Kunkengan capital on Earth? I’m aware their influence spans further than Earth, it’s the Moffs that hold the real power, but it’s still one head of the snake that’ll be crushed.”

I did a slight retcon on my soldiers, though I guess I never did properly describe them in the past.

LinkTheme of the Ventuan Army


Emblem of the Ventuan Armed Forces


Alliance Soldier


Alliance Commando


Advanced Recon Commando


Range Trooper


Scout Trooper


Alliance Paratrooper

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Ventus Prime wrote:“Then I ask you this: what if we made a joint offensive on the Kunkengan capital on Earth? I’m aware their influence spans further than Earth, it’s the Moffs that hold the real power, but it’s still one head of the snake that’ll be crushed.”

“Our army and naval capacities are geared more towards defense. I’m afraid we cannot help you in your endeavor. We can build excellent trenches however, so if you drop our soldiers into new anima city we can help you.”

Frellor wrote:“Our army and naval capacities are geared more towards defense. I’m afraid we cannot help you in your endeavor. We can build excellent trenches however, so if you drop our soldiers into new anima city we can help you.”

“If you’re willing to help us on multiple fronts it’ll be most appreciated. Though I did have one other question. Your ships are designed to self-destruct, correct?”

Ventus Prime wrote:“If you’re willing to help us on multiple fronts it’ll be most appreciated. Though I did have one other question. Your ships are designed to self-destruct, correct?”

“You never got your Arcadia’s retrofitted, so you have the old nuclear warheads, yes. Tell us when youre ready to pick up our army.”

Frellor wrote:“You never got your Arcadia’s retrofitted, so you have the old nuclear warheads, yes. Tell us when youre ready to pick up our army.”

“Are there any decommissioned ships that can still be installed with warheads? I only ask if you have no desire to keep them for anything. Also, we can have transports sent to Frellor straight away.”

Ventus Prime wrote:“Are there any decommissioned ships that can still be installed with warheads? I only ask if you have no desire to keep them for anything. Also, we can have transports sent to Frellor straight away.”

“We don’t have any decommissioned ships, we’re using all of ours. I’ll prepare my troops immediately.”

Cymiopolis

PALAZZO MELISSINO | Eschate, Antiope Minor

The Minister of Defense was finally on a well deserved vacation. Unlike most government officials who built their vacation homes in Patagonian Andes or in a quiet corner of the Malvinas, Petros Melissinos saw the opportunity to build his dream estate on the Boeotian Coast of Antiope Minor, near the resort town of Cymiopolis Eschate.

While having his afternoon coffee with his wife, he was interrupted by a phone call. He angrily picked it up and answered. It was the Grand Admiral Grigorios Maraslis, head of Cymiopolitan Space Force, with news that the reforms have been signed and approved.

The CSF would now be composed of 5 Fleets with the following composition:

Assault Supercarrier (Damocles-class) : 2
SSD (Yuri-class): 2
Star Cruiser (Praetor-class): 2
Star Destroyer (Nebula-class): 2
Star Battleship (Talos-class): 12
Bomber (Orion-class): 360
Light Fighters (Lancer-class): 480
Heavy Fighters (Manticore-class): 480
Stealth Fighters (Phantom-class): 480
Transport (Refuge-class): 40
Transport (Hermes-class): 2
Transport (Chione-class): 2
Transport (Autolycus-class): 4
Crew: 45 000
Troops 85 000

In order to meet these new formations, the CSF will need to purchase 900 new bombers and 1200 new fighters of each class. While the Ministry would usually send a letter to Pegasus to fulfill the order, Petros felt like adding a personal touch to such a large purchase. He bid the Grand Admiral adieu and hung up.

He went to his study and composed an invitation for Dennis Raford, CEO of Pegasus starships, to come meet him at the Palazzo Melissino for a weekend of fun. Hopefully the CSF could get a nice discount out of it.

Pegasus starships and Frellor

Frellor wrote:“We don’t have any decommissioned ships, we’re using all of ours. I’ll prepare my troops immediately.”

“Since you’re here Mr. President, perhaps you would like a tour of the city?”

Post self-deleted by Frellor.

Ventus Prime wrote:“Since you’re here Mr. President, perhaps you would like a tour of the city?”

“Sure! Szel seems like a nice place to live.”

Frellor wrote:“Sure! Szel seems like a nice place to live.”

Miller is then shown around the city, specifically the Senate building, the Opera House and one of the barracks in the outside part of the city.

Gallaton

"So that light means it on, yes? Wait, the light's on?! Ok, guess I'll start the message."
"Greetings all. This is a broadcast from the nation of Gallaton. We've been around for a while, but didn't figure out how to turn the radio on 'til yesterday. It's Steve's fault, really. I knew the switch was set to off, but no, they were adamant that it was on, even though the lights weren't on AND THE FLIPPIN' ON LIGHT WAS OFF. Anyway, we are a small nation with a largish military, relative to population. We're not too hot on the democracy thing, and instead have a brutal dictator benevelont, unelected leader in the form of Their Almighty Holiness, Leader of All, A Collins, They of the Thousand Medals and the Almighty Single First Name Initial. The country is hugely reliant on the fishing and nuclear weapons industry. So, if you want some trout gin or a warhead, give our Foreign Office a ring."

Cymiopolis and Frellor

Ventus Prime wrote:Miller is then shown around the city, specifically the Senate building, the Opera House and one of the barracks in the outside part of the city.

“This place is very cool! I’ll see you guys again later.” Miller leaves the planet and goes to prepare his army for war.

Frellor wrote:“This place is very cool! I’ll see you guys again later.” Miller leaves the planet and goes to prepare his army for war.

A few hours later, a number of capital ships appear in Earth’s orbit before they deploy shuttles towards the nation of Frellor.

Ventus Prime wrote:A few hours later, a number of capital ships appear in Earth’s orbit before they deploy shuttles towards the nation of Frellor.

1 million soldiers load into the transports. (This is just under half my army.)

Frellor wrote:1 million soldiers load into the transports. (This is just under half my army.)

Once they’re loaded, the shuttles head back to the capital ships before they take off towards the different fronts.

Nubila

The battle above Nubila raged on, with dozens of capital ships on both sides engaging one another along with dozens of more fighters. Despite the enemy able to slip through, the defenses were holding steady but both sides were taking heavy losses.

Admiral Panaka, the new admiral of the First Fleet, oversaw everything but wasn’t liking what he saw. Despite heavy losses, the enemy wasn’t willing to retreat. He was going to have to decide soon whether to call for reinforcements.

“Admiral, three Endurance-class carriers have just exited hyperspace,” his Commodore stated.

This wasn’t exactly what he had been asking for. “This is Admiral Panaka, please tell me you three ships aren’t the only reinforcements we have to spare.”

“Negative Admiral, we’re here to drop off ground reinforcements, courtesy of Frellor.”

Frellor? Did he hear that right? “I see, and who authorized this?”

“The Chancellor herself, sir.”

Of course. “Understood. We managed to open a hole for you. Our ground forces can use all the help they can get.”

The three carriers dropped into the atmosphere before launching the shuttles carrying the Frellorian troops. Commander Rex was informed of their arrival.

“Understood sir.” He then addressed his troops. “Listen up men! We have Frellorian troops coming in. They’ll be taking out positions while we advance to the western flank to suppress the enemy forces!”

The shuttles soon landed nearby as the Frellorian troops made their way onto the battlefield.

Ventus Prime Kunkenga sorry for the pings but I’m going to go throw a bunch of images into a dispatch then start rp so you guys know what I’m referencing.
Edit: Nevermind: they just use what are essentiallyBolt action laser rifles, grenades, and shovels. They also have respirators, empty sandbags, flak armor, exoskeletons and some other grenades. Simpler than I though.

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