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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 16, 2017 0:50:08 GMT -5
"Hello Ven. Do you enjoy the smell of gunpowder in the morning? I'd say napalm but the melting of things wasn't your doing." She teases. "Lucy's still at the club but I can get her on the line if you want to chat her up." Venom was ready to not miss a beat and get down to the issue he was calling about. He had even taken a breath to begin, but almost instantly the phone was snatched from his hands. "Minerva, this is Aruka. We sorta found something and it needs to be transported. We need a truck, covered, not a pick up." he said into the phone in quick quips. Venom gave him a sour expression, and pulled a second phone from his pocket. He dialed his own phone, and before it could even beep to let Aruka know another call was coming, he initiated it to go to a group call. "They seem to have been transporting a cryotube with a demon in it. If we had known about it, we wouldn't of attacked so viciously. Nothing seems to have been damaged, and it is still keeping the being frozen. Extraction to a facility able to maintain stability is needed," Ven interrupts on his extra phone. "What he said," Aruka stated. Venom paused to turn his phone around as he leaned into the truck to fan its camera over the cryotube. Its light bounced off its glass surface. He ended the scan and sent the video to Minerva and for his neuro net to file away. "Sent a scan of it so you can get an idea just how big we're talking about for transport." Venom added in. "And we're still looking up where this was destined to go. There's a ton of papers all over. We thought this was just a gear and ammo convoy," Aruka let Minerva know, once more shaking his head at the lack of information that they had. This must have been a last second decision to transport for them.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 16, 2017 2:28:57 GMT -5
"That pods bigger than Aruka. We can have a truck there in less than 10 minutes." Minerva says already sending a message to Neptune Marine to unload the truck get it moving for an escorted cargo pick up, and to reconfigure an Oberon. "I'm going to need to make some other calls to range the next leg after getting it to the warehouse. That thing is not going to fit through normal doors."
Once off the phone she makes arrangements with the RNA for a fast transport.
"Grace I'm going to need some RNA help. I need a fast sub with a moon pool for an underwater transport to the Island." "Yes I got good reason. We just found a very interesting Cyro pod." She forwards the pics to convince them of the need for diverting one of the submarines. "Yes. That does look like who you think it is." "Yes that's why we need that fast submarine." "That would do quite well. We're stripping down an Oberon class as we speed to make room." "Good. Talk to you soon"
Minerva hangs up the phone and leans back to look at the ceiling. She makes another call. "Montana..." -----
From the Warehouses 75 a large truck pulls out, the white refrigerated truck is unmarked saved for the small logo of Poseidon Food Services. It drives easily but quickly down the road over to the site of the engagement with Nathanial at the wheel. It is followed by the panel van from Neptune Marine Supplies.
Montana beats the truck to the scene. The black clad linsang casually strolls through the small army and carnage like ze belongs. Ze walks up behind Ven and lights up. "Better warn the troops to let the trucks through, one refrigerated truck from Poseidon and a service van from Neptune"
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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 16, 2017 2:43:39 GMT -5
"That pods bigger than Aruka. We can have a truck there in less than 10 minutes." Minerva notes. Ven nods mutely to himself. "The guy's huge. I thought I was built." Aruka commented to add on. "I'm going to need to make some other calls to range the next leg after getting it to the warehouse. That thing is not going to fit through normal doors." "Exactly my worries and why I sent the pictures. We'll clear a path for you to the truck and will be waiting for your crew's arrival," Venom told. He cut off his part of the conversation, putting his second phone in his pocket to begin trying to clear the tube for easy extraction from the truck. "We'll be right here at the warehouse district," Aruka confirms before hanging up his phone he filched from Venom. He begins to order the others to start clearing road blocks and debris so the crew coming can pull right up alongside the convoy truck with the pod in it. A verbal call out from Ven has him going back to the truck however.
"We got a small problem," Venom states. Aruka watched wordlessly as the snake climbs into the truck and stands over the pod, legs splayed with a foot on each side as he heads towards one end. The snake demon heaved, pushing up a heavy crate that had come unsecured in the chase and fallen on the tube. A small spiderweb of a crack marred the pod's surface. Aruka climbed in quick, moving up to the exposed crack and put his hand near it. Cold air emanated from the imperfection. "Is it dire?" "No. Don't think so, since everything shows stable still," Venom muttered softly as he held the crate up. His arms tremored slightly. "Something we'll have to tell them though before moving him. Maybe duct tape could be a temp fix? I doubt any of us have some though," he added on. Aruka moved a little further up beside Venom, grabbing the crate and lifting it easily from the snake's pale hands. He began to bring it to the exit of the truck. "Don't touch it anymore just in case. Just come clean stuff out here," he told Ven.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 16, 2017 3:38:12 GMT -5
Montana looks around then walks over to one of the soldiers packs. Ze rummages through the thing till ze finds want ze's looking for with a smile. "Venom, catch." the lingsang says waiting for the snake to look before tossing a flattened half roll of ducktape at the snake.
The refrigerated box truck and van make there way to the site. the van hangs back while the box truck makes complex turn to so it can be back to back with the other truck. The refrigerated truck maneuvers itself so that the cargo box's are back to back and close enough to slide the cyro pod over.
Nathaniel waves as he slides out of the driver's seat to the ground. "need help shifting this cargo over?" he asks. Hana gets out of the service truck along with a wolf in worker coveralls. Another work opens the back of the and gets out a portable pallet lift, the kind they use to move loads around in a grocery store. There is also an pair of engine lifts if needed as well as thick structural plastic boards to bridge the gap between the trucks. The worker grabs a stack of the heavy duty boards. As the back of the truck is open a wash of cold air rolls out. The workers cover in the gab in the stiff, nearly unbreakable plastic boards.
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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 16, 2017 10:08:08 GMT -5
"Venom, catch." The snake barely turns in time to see the roll tossed his way from Minerva. He made a swat at it, stopping it from passing him by and giving him enough time to catch it on the bounce off his hand. "What is it?" Aruka asked. The snake wordlessly held up the tape as he got back into the truck as a wordless answer. "Perfect," Aruka commented. The white viper began peeling strips free, stretching them over the cracks before ripping the tape with his teeth and patting it flush against the glass. He went over his work twice, making the bands of protective tape wide to ensure no leak of cold air was possible before running the roll over the patchwork to flatten out any air bubbles. By the time he was finished, the other truck had shown up.
"need help shifting this cargo over?" Nathanial asks, stepping out from the truck once it was end to end with the convoy one. The woodsman seemed to be the muscle sent for this pick up. "Not for this stretch, but for the next leg of the transport it's all on you," Aruka stated. Aruka gripped the end of the cryo tube and pulled it out from the truck, sliding it over to clear the gap and span to the refrigerated box car. Tempo watched with a blank expression. "Why should we care? It's just another one of those freaks of nature; a human turned demon. You wake it up, it's gonna be coming after all of us," he warned. "Now what makes you.. so sure of that?" Aruka asked, pausing for a moment as he reached under the tube and lifted. The tube was heavy on his own, and moreso with the guy inside. Damn thing nearly weighed a ton. But still the fox was able to lift it and casually slide it over into the ice cold cab of the second truck. He set it down as gently as he could with a breath of relief. "Don't worry, Tempo. If all else fails... we can put him back on ice," Venom said with a snarky smile to the mix breed, who only growled in an annoyed tone to the snake with a slightly curled lip.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 18, 2017 23:12:50 GMT -5
Seeing Aruka brute force the cyropod from one truck to the other. They reload the living equipment into the back of the van. Once the cyropod is transferred over, one of the workers tosses the structural plastic boards into the back of the truck in with the pod. The other stacks them to one side of the pod so they are not in the way of the unloading process. Hana loads herself in with the pod and waves for the workers to seal the back of the refrigerated truck. Nathaniel gets back in behind the wheel of the truck.
Montana helps zirself to the driver's seat of the van. The workers pile in with the equipment of in the back of the van. Once everyone is loaded the van leads the way back to Warehouse 75. At the warehouse the van pulls to the side to park outside while the truck continues into building.
The sounds of furious construction is underway as workers hastily finish the modifications on one of the Oberon class mini subs. Men and Argus flailing away modifying the middle section to accommodate the cyropod. A dozen seats have been stripped out and tossed into a pile in a corner. The top-middle of the normally 20-seat submersible landing craft has been sliced apart to make an opening large enough to lower the pod through. The workers are busy welding in a new pair of clam shell doors, the raw green primer paint and shiny bare stainless steel an ugly scar on the normally stealthy sleek black miniature submersible.
Montana gets out to inspect the work on the Oberon. The furious modification dies down as the men clear out to allow the Argus room to work. The spiders rub at the surface to restore the stealthy black protective coating. They test the new clam shell roof hatch. Montana waves to the crane operator and workers to get to moving the cyropod. They roll the pod out from the back of the truck slowly as they attach it to a sling slung from the crane's hook. The overhead crane shifts the pod over the open bay of the modified Oberon. They lower it slowly to make sure its properly settles onto the supports.
The remaining seats are at the rear near the pilot's and navigator's stations. The huge clam shell doors are closed while the passengers for the trip board through the remaining door the rear of the ship. As the crew and passengers settle down into their seats, the Oberon is being lowered down into the watery tunnel under the warehouse.
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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 19, 2017 1:06:05 GMT -5
Aruka waited back a little, watching as the others packed in the van to keep the cryo tube held still. He decided to take a seat to go with them, only to have Venom come in and demand him make room. "You don't really think you can get away with leaving me behind with this right here, did you?" Ven asked.
The van ride was easy, probably the easiest part by the sounds coming outside when they arrived at the transition. Metal screamed as it was being ground down. Sparks flew from welding. Venom followed with no complaint. Aruka followed with hands clamped hard over his ears. The cryo tube was loaded onto a boat.
"What do you think will happen when we wake him?" Aruka asked. "Well, if he's a human turned demon, he's likely an ANGEL loyalist or captive. Either way, confusion as to who we are abound. If it was someone they captured, I'd imagine untold thanks for freeing them." Venom guessed with a shrug. He nudged Aruka and nodded to the boat once it seemed they were done loading the cryo tube. He headed up the ramp onto the boat, Aruka in tow.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 19, 2017 2:31:24 GMT -5
"He's someone that should have been long dead." Hana comments as they get on the boat, the vixen was ease dropping on their conversion. She takes a seat toward the front, just behind the cryopod. If there been time they would have installed a pressure wall between the new cargo area and the passenger-crew compartment. The large overhead clam shell did not make for the strongest structure, and they cut out a large chuck of the dorsal structure and ribs. Even with the added reinforcing she felt that the ship is less stiff now than the original. Hana shrugs and sits sideways.
They had ten seats and only 4 passengers on this trip: Aruka, Montana, Venom, and herself. There is also two of the ARGUSes hanging out with her near the cryopod. They are curiously crawling on the walls while looking down at the pod.
"That was quite the show of force against that convoy. And a new trick using fake work crews to get them to detour." Montana comments from the middle of the 3 rows of sets. Behind her where the the six group would be was the head, aka the ships toilet. "Surprise you could pull it together on short notice and intercept them."
Without windows and being under the waves that would normally rock a surface ship, the Triumphant Disharmony's cruise is glass smooth and only the muted whine of the twin generators and three powerful electric motors, as well as the occasional pitch and roll of the ship as they dive, level off, and follow a series of turns to get them out into the open ocean for their rendezvous with the Vortex class submarine cruiser Aegir. 185km to the meeting point, about 2 hours at the little submarines top speed.
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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 19, 2017 14:42:19 GMT -5
"He's someone that should have been long dead." The remark made Aruka turn about sharply to the owner of the voice. It was Hana. "Like he disappeared and was thought dead? Faked his death? Get lucky and survive being the last man someplace or something?" Aruka asked.
"That was quite the show of force against that convoy. And a new trick using fake work crews to get them to detour." Montana comments from the middle of the 3 rows of sets. "Surprise you could pull it together on short notice and intercept them." Aruka dug at his left ear a bit. "It was Ven's idea mostly. I wanted to see if we could cut them off, but he suggested we lead them to a more favorable position. No one is above following detours when road construction is a thing," Aruka comments. The snake demon gives a rather satisfied smile where he sits, watching out of the corner of his eye like he isn't really paying attention. A raise of his hand and wiggle of his fingers as a wave to Hana is the only clue that he is. "After that it was just getting Noise and Tempo's groups down there. Noise handled the chase and funneling, while Tempo did the cut off and full assault. Beni was the one that got hold of the information though. We really only had at most four hours to plan, pack, group up and set up." Aruka tacks on. He looked back to the pod. They were all so lucky about that raid. They nearly missed this opportunity. And by the sounds of it from Hana, the person was important.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 19, 2017 17:40:59 GMT -5
"More like your brother actually killed him, it is literally in the hellion history books. Their not that accurate but generally when someone is said to have died in battle ... well generally they do not lie about that 'specially your brother."
"Plus this body is a lot younger than it should be. So I'm not 100% sure if this person is who we think it is. Like did someone bring him back or is this just a clone body without the soul." Hana says with a shrug.
"I see. Very lucky break." Montana says. "And good move on diverting he convoy. Though more scouting before engaging might have been better. The first wave got a bit hammered. A couple of people with binoculars and calling out what they see as the convoy rolls pass specially types of weapons, numbers of troops, and which trucks are just soldiers and contain no cargo. The info would have allowed you to focus down the biggest threats first."
"Still good for a 4 hours to plan and get people into position." Ze praises again.
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Post by DarkSavior77 on Jul 19, 2017 18:02:27 GMT -5
"More like your brother actually killed him, it is literally in the hellion history books. Their not that accurate but generally when someone is said to have died in battle ... well generally they do not lie about that 'specially your brother." "What?" The question came out almost like a squeak. He looked back to the body inside the pod. "Plus this body is a lot younger than it should be. So I'm not 100% sure if this person is who we think it is. Like did someone bring him back or is this just a clone body without the soul." Hana says with a shrug. Aruka was quiet for a moment, confused and trying to make sense of the situation. "But then how would they know to clone him?" Aruka asked. "The answer is likely in the information Hana just gave you. He is known in Hell, a historical figure to them. From there, checking lineage and finding DNA would be the next step. ANGEL was never the type for asking for permission. Both the knowledge of him living, all the way to the DNA they used to clone him, was likely taken by force and stolen." Venom states. He raises a hand to make a point. "And to confirm with Hana, you'd noticed the read out on the tube was only for its stability to continue running and keeping cool. It had no read out or reports for vitals. My question now though is.. should we even bother to unfrost him?" Kinji asked. The demon really had no reason to live or be alive at the moment anyways. He had lived his life's course, and died. And who knew how good ANGEL's technology was, and if it still could hold up? Releasing the body from the tube, and possibly without a soul, what would they get? A lifeless form? "We must. We have to try. ANGEL stole his entire identity and form. Even if this doesn't work, his body should be put to rest, and not used as a test subject," Aruka said. Venom was silent, but gave a short not to agree.
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Post by EightTailFox on Jul 19, 2017 23:44:25 GMT -5
"Cyropods never have vital readouts since the body is in suspended animation, there is no vital functions to read. Just knowing the pod is still working is generally enough till you try to revive them." Hana explains. "The guys huge. And if he gets to be even half as strong as the original well ... He could punch in a vault door without breaking a sweat." Sort of getting the original man back, the Archives' could get a powerful fighter on there side. And well if it is the complete original wolf, well the cyropod probably weaken him enough that they can kill him again. -----
After two boring hours the little submarine finally reaches the deep ocean. "10 minutes to target coordinates." The navigator says. "I got nothing on the sensors." "It's the RNA I wouldn't be surprise its invisible to sonar, probably radar too. Not that radar is useful at this depth." -----
The Vortex class of ships are 500-meter (1640.42 feet), over half again as long as an American super-carrier. The sleek wedge shape vessel has lines more reminiscent to a stubby wing supersonic bomber than anything that should be sailing under the sea. Huge engines power the ship through the water and even the air and through space, while large fins at the front and rear provide stability in the high speeds in the water and in the air. The design is also thousands of years old, the orignal Vortex being made before even the Aspidochelone class colony ship that currently serves as the RNA mobile island base was originally built.
The Aegir though is relatively new, being one of the space frigates mothballed on board the Aspidochelone when it was retired to the bottom of the ocean. Like the island, the Aegir received a complete refit to modernize her key systems. The quad super MACs slung over and under the main hull and the many plasma cannons are useless under the water. The laser batteries, smaller rail guns, and missile tubes are more than able to defend it under the sea. None the ships impressive firepower matters at the moment. What matters is that one of the hangers on board is positioned properly to serve as a moon pool for the Triumphant Disharmony to surface into. -----
"Incoming data link. RNA signature. I got Navigation data. Transferring course over." The navigation officer says. "Received. Sonar beacons acquired. And I have visual. Shes a big mofo." The pilot comments. 40 Oberon class assault boats could be lined up nose to tail along the Aegir's length.
Montana triggers some controls and the ceiling and stuff in the back of the ship seems to turn invisible so the passengers can see the Aegir off to the left at a distance. They cannot see forward though as the inner lining materials was hacked away and not replaced during the hasty modification of the ship.
The navigation data has them come in from the side and turn to align with the Aegir's mid-line. The hanger they are suppose to surface in is briefly visible go under the ship but vanishes from view as they turn to parallel the ship. It comes into view through directly over head as they begin to surface. The walls of the hanger is a pale sea blue. The pilot extends and uses the tank tracks to crawl up a ramp into the hanger proper. The large hanger is marked for 4 fighter crafts, only three of the shell shape craft are parked in in the hanger. On the other side of the closing hanger doors is parked a single larger subcraft with a loose resemblance to a horseshoe crab. Overhead is a crane system. And waiting to one side is a 'Mr. Krab' type robot waiting to carry carry the cyropod on its back.
Montana and the others exit out the back of the Triumphant Disharmony while the ARGUS coordinates with the ship's systems to unload the cyropod onto the green Mr. Crab mech.
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