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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 3, 2005 20:08:45 GMT -5
Frowns as Colonel Mew talks, then nods in understanding and jots down what he says on his clipboard. "I understand, Colonel. And, hearing this, I'll be sure to inform my superiors about Orwell's, uh, toad troubles."
Even as Mew's intercom buzzes, Renfield suddenly feels compelled to check his wristhingych. "Le Fleur, huh?" he said with a slight smirk. "I've heard of her. But then, who hasn't? She's almost as famous as Bucky O'Hare these days."
"Well, don't hesitate on my account, Colonel," he said. "I'm almost finished here anyway."
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Post by Norris on Feb 4, 2005 2:40:27 GMT -5
"Oh, it's no trouble Lieutenant," Colonel Mew smiles. "I'm certain Captain Corporal will help you out." With a swoosh of the door opening and closing, the Colonel is gone. The door soon re-opens and Captain Corporal re-appears.
"Excuse me, Lieutenant." he speaks quietly. "Would you care to see any other part of the station?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 4, 2005 4:41:26 GMT -5
Renfield thought for a moment. He'd really inspected all he'd come to inspect, but then he decided he might as well take advantage of their generous offer.
"Now that you mention it Captain," he said, "I'd like to have a list of all the defenses this station has. To make sure you're up to snuff as far as protection goes. If you're undergunned, I can see to it that you get more weapons."
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Post by Norris on Feb 4, 2005 11:24:39 GMT -5
"Very well, follow me." Corporal leads Renfield down to a heavily-armoured door, and types in a password to open it. Stepping inside, the room is darkened, and lit by a couple of electric lights and the aura of computer screens. Banks of supercomputers hum and whir little mechanical songs to themselves, while the only occupant is a single panther, sitting on a chair and facing a radar screen.
"This is our defence system," Corporal begins. "Space Intruder Destructor, or SID. It is programmed to attack any vessel identified to be of Toad origin or if it has given the incorrect satellite clearance codes. It also controls all satellites in the Defence System. Our station is heavily-laden with maser cannons that can lock onto any invading craft and destroy it. Sadly though, the Toads have begun to prefect jamming beams that allow them to access the planet without their craft being destroyed."
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 4, 2005 20:18:28 GMT -5
"Amazing," Renfield says, genuinely impressed. And yet, he also seems slightly worried as he takes his notes. "Yes, the toads are crafty little buggers, are they not? But don't you worry about a thing, Captain. The sooner I get all this information back to Genus, the sooner you and Colonel Mew can quit worrying about whether or not the toads are finding ways around you defences."
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Post by Norris on Feb 5, 2005 4:15:49 GMT -5
"Thank you very much, Lieutenant. I appreciate it." Corporal smiles cordially. "Shall I arrange your flight back to Genus or would you like your pen back first?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 5, 2005 4:17:52 GMT -5
"Why thank you, Captain, I would--" he paused, blinking. "My....pen?"
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Post by Hush Mazmanos on Feb 6, 2005 3:20:47 GMT -5
OOC: A little thing on my character; His name is Raziel Legion. A gray furred fox with a well toned body. He is a part of the Celestian Special Forces.
IC: A tall gray furred fox wearing a black sneaking suit and a black trenchcoat walks towards Renfield and looks at Whitewind and looks back at Renfield. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Raziel Legion, Celestia Special Forces but you can simply call me Raze. I was sent here to meet with with a politician of the UAC. You wouldn't happen to be him?"
OOC:Tis just my first time.!
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Post by Norris on Feb 6, 2005 3:51:49 GMT -5
"Pardon me sir," Corporal asks the fox suspiciously. "But how did you get in here? This is a maximum security zone."
Turning back to Renfield, Corporal calms himself. "If you remember back at the Lounge Area, the ferret named Miko confiscated one of your pens."
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 6, 2005 7:19:32 GMT -5
The hare looks stupefied for a moment, rather like a deer caught in headlights, but finally it dawns on him and he laughs, smacking himself lightly on the head. "Oh! Of course! How silly of me!" he said. "Oh, it's no worry. I've got thousands of pens back at my office on Genus. Miko can have that for all I care."
Renfield then turned to look at Raziel Legion. "Well, I'm a Political Officer for the Security Council if that's what you're asking, yes." He narrowed his eyes somewhat suspiciously at the fox, and asked, "What can I do for you, Mr. Legion?"
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Post by Hush Mazmanos on Feb 6, 2005 8:10:26 GMT -5
"Please call me, Raze. I request an audience with the council to set up a meeting with the Celestian Defense Council. I am sure they would like to talk about setting up a defense corp. for Genus as well."
Noticing the suspicion in Renfield's eyes. Raziel simply shrugs it off. And he reaches in his pockets for something.
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 6, 2005 11:16:11 GMT -5
"Ah, well that can certainly be arranged," Renfield said with a smile. He tensed slightly however as he watched Raze reach into his pocket.
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Post by whitehind on Feb 6, 2005 12:42:29 GMT -5
* Whitehind had slipped through the large access door behind raze just before it closed and now came forward * "Mr. Renfield when you have finished here would i be able to have a brief word with you?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 6, 2005 14:12:45 GMT -5
Renfield blinked his gray eyes and sighed, checking his watch. At this rate he was never going to make it back to Genus in time. But, duty calls. "Of course you may, Ensign," the hare replied, "but make it quick, I have to be back to Genus in a very short whole."
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Post by whitehind on Feb 6, 2005 17:37:45 GMT -5
* Whitehind notices Renfields impatience so cuts straight to the point *
" Mr. Renfield, warren's defences have been breached by a toad invasion force... the last signal to be intercepted said they'd already gained a foothold on the surface", Whitehind is visibly angered by the circumstances but regains himself and continues, "The only non planetary resistance is on board a dry dock facility orbiting the planet... the facility was at work on constructing a new Dreadnought class of warship for the UAC. So far they have repelled toad boarders... but as soon as that station falls and the toads realise the potential of the prototype craft it could mean the end of every freedom loving mammal in the galaxy. I know you may not be usually privy to this kind of information but our comm equipments fried and my captain heard you were heading back to Genus and requests you delivery a message. He wants you to A) tell the council that warren is being invaded and B) request they contact Captain O'Hare and Dogstar to aid warren a.s.a.p. as he fears our ship may have been the only one to recieve the S.O.S"
* Whitehind pauses for breath and watches to see what Renfields reaction will be when he hears his homeworld is in danger *
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