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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/22/2017 6:00:15 PM
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[i]"Welcome to the Alliance"
(Near "The Dojo" Relay, Peruvian Wasteland) [/i]
"You know what, I'm just going to bloody call this one the Dojo Relay; suits me better." Merrick mumbled to himself as the ship began to enter orbit of the relay. He watched as Cryark was downing himself on the equivalent of dextro-amino.
"Damn humans...and Shanxi." The turian drunkly stated, before falling into unconsciousness.
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[i](Arcturus Relay, Arcturus Stream)[/i]
"Commander, the [i]Deimos[/i] and a few Geth cruisers are about to make it through the relay." An officer said to Hackett, as he looked at the various fleets. "Do not engage. The Dojo representatives are aboard." Hackett replied.
Jumping through the relay, Merrick yelled at everyone to get to the cockpit, as massive Alliance cruisers were everywhere , floating around. They consisted of the Alliance's 2nd-5th Fleets, and were heavily armed.
"Permission to dock?" Merrick asked, only to get a VI to respond with. "Affirimitve. Head to Deck 27-L and open the gates."
"Bloody VIs these days." Merrick once again mumbled, as Silsia walked to where Jack and the Militia troops were.
"Hey Jack; might wanna go to the cockpit. We're nearing Arcturus Station." The Asari replied.
[spoiler]Open for Roy...and anyone else with a spaceship.[/spoiler]
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[b]Cooper looked up from the table where the troops sat, playing a game of cards. [/b] "Alright lads. Games over." [b]There was mumbling as the troops rose to their feet and Jack approached Silsia [/b] "Lead the way."
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"Of course. Sorry for the interruption, boys!" She yells to the rest of the group. She lead Jack into the center of the room, before turning left to the pilot's seat. She opens the door, seeing Merrick mumble something about "Alliance soldiers" while fully opening the shutters. Hundreds of Alliance ships floated around them, a massive station right in front of them, seemingly lit up in blue and white.
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"I was losing that round anyways. Thanks for the save." [b]Jack looked out the window, examining the fleet [/b] "I'll be..."
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"Beautiful, ain't it?" Merrick piped up. "Used to be eight fleets before the war. Now? 33 main fleets and thousands of smaller fleets and flotillas. You're staring at three of those 33 fleets right now." He replied. "By the way, next round of cards...bring me in; I could probably by some credits on any of you guys." Silvia mumbled loud enough for Jack to hear.
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"Maybe I will.... So these are the fleets where the negotiations are happening?"
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"No. Those are for protection, I guess. The negotiations are happening in that gigantic station right in front of us. Contains everything you need to know about the Alliance." Merrick responds, a smirk appearing on his face.
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"Everything?" [b]Jack looked at Merrick, intrigued [/b]
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"I'd say so. It's the center of all Alliance military operations." He responds, sitting back as the ship approached the station.
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"Isn't it dangerous to keep all that in one singular area?"
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"Well, they originally also had some back on Earth, but...you know what happened." He says, as the Deimos docked at its station. "Might want to get ready to meet the massive crowd that's about to meet you." Merrick responded, getting everyone to the center of the ship.
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"I've briefed the troops already. Marker, go over it again." https://imgur.com/xQTp19X [i]"Yes sir." [/i] [b]A second Titan Pilot took a step forward, and went over the details of what to do [/b]
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The rest of the [i]Deimos[/i] crew met in the center of the ship, waiting for the Militia troops to know about the plan. The VI chirped up, saying, "Merrick, I believe I've spotted Admiral Hackett's signature; he's coming toward this port. Multiple armed Alliance soldiers are with him, but it seems it's only protection from the media." "Right, right." Merrick told the VI, as the cargo bay doors opened, revealing the grizzled admiral and multiple Alliance troopers. "So this is the Dojo representative, am I correct?" Hackett asked, looking at Jack's features. Hackett seemed to be in his late 60s, and somewhat grizzled from possible stress and war. Hackett extends a hand to him. "It's an honor...Um..."
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[b]Jack shook Hackett's hand firmly [/b] "Pilot Jack Cooper of the Frontier Militia. We spoke earlier."
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"Ah, of course. I apologize for such; with the whole peace talks and new rear admirals and all, you'd have to remembered a lot. Now, shall we enter the station? These troops will provide additional security against the...'cheerful mob'." He replies, eventually walking with Merrick and the rest of the crew outside, where hundreds of human reporters and flashing floating cameras were seen, the Alliance personnel there trying to hold them back.
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[b]The Militia troops followed behind, Jack and Marker were further ahead, keeping up with Merrick [/b] [spoiler]Inb4 explosion, assassination, or attack [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]*Cerberus sends massive fleet* *Arcturus Station blows up* Everyone ded. JK[/spoiler] Everyone was yelling things out toward each other in different languages, and many of these reporters/fans tried to reach out or tackle the crew, leading the troops to put them down in non-lethal ways. They eventually went passed the checkpoint and reached the main district of the station, as Alliance, turian, and quarian soldiers and engineers mingled among one another.
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"Quite the place might I say. Lots of Uh... Potential."
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"Trust me, the last time it got crazy, Cryark over her nearly suffocated from all the Krogan and turian females trying to tackle him." Merrick said, the turian responding with a sour face. "I must speak to Merrick for a little bit before I start getting everyone together for negotiations. You may have some free time to yourselves." Hackett says, before walking away with Merrick.
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"Marker, you were a sergeant in the dojo Guard right?" [i]"Yes sir." [/i] "Excellent. Then you'll know what to do. Take the men. Fan out through the area. Make sure it's secure." [i]"Sir?" [/i] "You can never be to sure." [b]Marker simply nodded, gatherings up the Militia troops and moving through the area [/b]
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"I'll go with them; make sure they don't get lost around here." Cryark replied, meeting up with Marker. This just left Jack with the asari and Valeria, who had brought her little 5-year old Maya with her. "So..." Valeria asked, "what do you guys feel like doing?"
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"I'd recommend a drink but.... What else can we do?"
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"Well... there's always shopping, any number of Elcor or human bands...there's some restraints that we could try..." Valeria had suggested. "...Or we could always try fighting someone. It's what I used to do working for the Eclipse before coming with Merrick and them." Silsia replied.
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"I'd rather not draw any more attention to us through fighting."
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"Right...I'll go ahead and get Maya to safety...you guys go ahead and...do whatever." Val replied, walking with her kid toward some kid-friendly area, leaving the Asari and the pilot there. Running forward to them was some sort of woman in a purple and red dress, with one of the hovering cameras and a microphone. "Khalishah Bin Al-Jilani, Westerlund News." She says, extending a hand to the two. [spoiler]I think that's how you spell her name.[/spoiler]
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"Not interested." [b]Cooper walked past her, motioning for the Asari to follow [/b]
