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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:02:57 GMT
A large spherical ship loomed in the deep, darkness of space, right behind the planet the humans of Earth refer to as Jupiter. This was one of many science ships that traveled throughout the Empire, conducting research for the future of their reign.
Molok's ship, the Legacy, docked into the bay of the Collector, one of the largest and most advanced ships in the entirety of the Science Division and even the whole Imperial Fleet. Though the centuries long war between the Empire and the Galactic Federation persisted elsewhere, many of the Elite squad were sent forth by the Empire himself to oversee the conquest of some barely inhabited backwater system.
The Empire had not expected such resilience from the meager Earthlings, but Molok knew very well what happens to those who spit in the face of the Emperor.
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Post by Jophiel on Jul 9, 2014 19:14:12 GMT
Jo was bored. None of her toys were particularly interesting her at the moment, no one else interesting was around, and she hadn't had a mission for days. The Aidenn drifted, but it wasn't really drifting it was more sitting in Jupiter's orbit waiting for something to happen, but nothing was happening, and Jo was so bored she was ready to kill something.
"Mistress, a ship has docked with the Collector. It seems to be Master Molok's ship." Her ship AI addressed her.
"Tell me if he hails the ship and I have to get dressed." Jo replied, rolling over to get comfortable on the chest of a toy on her bed.
"Yes, Mistress."
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Post by Psycho Red on Jul 9, 2014 19:16:45 GMT
The one in Red was the Emperor's Will. He had been sent to lead the Elite against the backwater system. Studies of what they knew, were returned as inconclusive. Their technology was quite primitive, but other beings had helped Earth over quite the period of time. Even with their level of advancement, there was no common tongue among them all there. They were seemingly incapable of space flight as well.
Though the women had caught his eye. Some of them were disgusting, but some...some he'd like to get his hands on. Banishing that particular thought out of his mind, he'd remembered the "team-bonding" exercise, which in reality had been PsychoPink trying to defeat him. With a boot on her stomach he had punctuated his victory, and now had earned her respect, if not more. He had yet to capitalize on what he'd been offered, however.
For now, he stares out the window of the room aboard the Collector, his helmet being like a second window inbetween him and space. There were some times where the Earth could have almost been taken as beautiful. This was not one of them.
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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:23:32 GMT
Molok existed his ship, clad in his Psycho Blue armor, his hands crossed behind his back. From the intell he had gathered, of the four sent he was the last to arrive.
He was greeted by a small squadron of footsoldiers and lower fledglings of the Science Division.
"Bring me to your leader," he said in his altered deep voice.
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Post by Castus Grendel on Jul 9, 2014 19:26:41 GMT
A small shuttle detached from the base of the Lion of Ordos, which floated a fair distance away from the Collector. It touched down gently in the docking bay, and the entry ramp swung down. The Emperor's Voice paused for a moment, taking in the sounds of the docking bay as he stalked through it like a predator from the deepest jungles of Ordos. A small procession of Gormin greeted him as he stepped into an elevator, heading for the level upon which the briefing room was situated.
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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:31:55 GMT
"I noticed the Aidenn is still in orbit," he said to one of the soldiers as they walked towards the nearest elevator shaft, "Knowing her she's probably screwing around with some poor unfornate soul. Call her down immediately, we have much to discuss."
The soldier bowed before going to do as commanded. Molok smirked, that just tickled him.
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Post by Jophiel on Jul 9, 2014 19:37:46 GMT
"Mistress, the Collector is hailing." The ship AI stated. "They request your presence."
Jo sighed. She patted her toy on the chest and rose, stepping into the armor booth. It built her armor on quickly, before she stepped out. "Bring us in for docking, and put my toys away."
"Yes, Mistress." The toy on her bed was lifted up and borne into a small compartment in the wall, which closed a moment later. A few minutes later, the Aidenn docked with the Collector, and the Emperor's Hammer stepped out.
"You." She pointed at a Sugormin. "Take me to the others." The Sugormin nodded and led her to an elevator.
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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:40:33 GMT
Molok soon found himself in a rather spacious conference room. He took his seat before nodding to Black.
"Nice to see i'm not the only one punctual."
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Post by Castus Grendel on Jul 9, 2014 19:42:43 GMT
"So it would seem." Grendel agreed. "What holds our brothers and sisters?"
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Post by Psycho Red on Jul 9, 2014 19:42:56 GMT
The observation room was one room over from that conference room, and he perked up, noting the voice. Turning on his heel, the Emperor's Will strides into the room and takes his seat at the head of the table. "Welcome, brothers. Now, we wait for the rest."
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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:44:25 GMT
"Only the Hammer remains, but she has been hailed. The others are on missions of great importance elsewhere no doubt."
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Post by Jophiel on Jul 9, 2014 19:45:14 GMT
Pink walked in, attempting to maintain as formal a gait as she could. She still needed a minute to get used to being in her armor again, after having had weeks to simply play with her toys. She nodded to Psycho Red, and sat down. The others disgusted her. Weaklings.
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Post by Castus Grendel on Jul 9, 2014 19:48:41 GMT
"Down to business, then." Grendel said, placing his hands on the table.
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Post by Molok XVIII on Jul 9, 2014 19:48:54 GMT
"Excellent," Molok proclaimed as she entered, "Glad to see you could join us on this fine evening. Though I say we were waiting for one more, there is still one other absent from this table - the Sub-chief of the Science Division."
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Post by Psycho Red on Jul 9, 2014 19:51:14 GMT
"They will explain themselves when we see them again." Red declared, hands clasped together on the table in front of him. "Speak O Eye, and declare unto us what you have seen."
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