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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 10, 2013 1:16:21 GMT -5
"Approaching Jeskaran atmosphere, T-minus 4 clicks," came the call from the pilot ahead of him.
"Alright men, let's suit up." Lieutenant Jory Marian said quietly. "Now, when we hit the dirt, it'll be a about a half mile till enemy territory. When we get there, I want Alpha team to flank the base and wait for Bravo company to get in position. Remember men, this is an infiltration mission, not a shootout. I don't want any unnecessary casualties, but we do not hold our fire against hostiles."
Marian went to strap into his hover pack, he looked at his team before sighing. "We ready to capture us one of these cold bastards?"
"Sir!" His team nodded.
"Good. Let's give 'em Hell!"
As the team approached the landing site, the cabin of the air shuttle grew silent. Every man checked and re-checked their weapons and charged before deployment.
"Alright boys, let's do this," he grinned, before they all hover packed down to the drop point.
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Post by ode on Apr 11, 2013 0:26:02 GMT -5
Captain Cersei Yellowfeather of the Jeskaran Elite Taskforce stared at the soldiers as they hovered down to Jeskaran soil. No lights flickered from any of the Ment men or their craft, they were silent and no doubt deadly but unequipt for the endless night that forever blanketed Jeskara, leaving all inhabitants of every species with a sight unlike any other creature, a dark sight that could penetrate the blackness as if there were the brightest of suns.
Cersei himself, half vampire by blood and whole by his ability, had no problem looking on to see each men as they dropped to their designated drop zone. A drop zone that had been leaked not an hours ago by the Jeskaran planet shield as their craft entered the multiple invisible layers the Prince had long ago agreed to have put in place when Prasidions were making a habit of dropping in to feast on Jshiko at will. It served then to eliminate the horrid creatures and now to secretly track any approaching military movement.
Turning to his second in command - a Incubus/Wizard mix that was endowed with a portion of both of his parents powers - he gave Shai a nod and as the Mentsiquarian placed the goggled to their face in an attempt to see through the blanketed darkness, Shai closed his eyes and sent out a wave of lust targeted at the Ments even as Cersei and those under his command crept closer. The darkness wavered and then deepened as fog surrounded the men, Jshiko in their animal form ran between their feet, and around them dragging live wire from their tails. Heading off to the woods, the wire was activated and several men fell to their asses as a mild electric shock shot up their legs. With half of the men down and the fog to hide them, the remainder of the task force moved in. The fight was short lived not through any lack of skill on the Ments part so much as lack of eyesight in the dark world.
Cersei, recognizing the symbol of the Ment Captain immediately went for the muscular man, side stepping his gun and knocking it from his hand. He was surprised by the fight in the fellow and took several blows to the face and stomach before he and another soldier were able to subdue the fellow using livewire.
Stepping back, Cersei stared down at the man who was no doubt blinded mostly by the darkness and wiped the blood from his nose, licking it unconsciously. "This one goes with me."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 11, 2013 1:02:19 GMT -5
Marian knew when they hit the drop zone that something was amiss. "Stay close men, something's not right." He'd only scarcely warned his troops before all hell broke loose.
Marian, who was part Zercan himself, had better night vision than much of his crew. They were equipped with nightvision goggles but none had been prepared for the equipment to do little good on the cold planet.
Catching a whiff of pheromones on the air, Marian shielded his mouth and nose and ordered his men. "Incoming hostiles!" he announced, sinking down into battle position. The attack was swift, and his men were holding their own. Marian's senses tingled before he whirled on the force behind him, aiming to fire but losing his weapon. Instead, he fell back onto hand-to-hand, and managed to hit the fast Vampyric bastard. Of course, one couldn't expect a Jeskaran to fight fair, and Marian found himself tackled and pinned while the tall Vampire loomed over him.
He bared his fangs in anger. He was captured.
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Post by ode on Apr 12, 2013 1:29:46 GMT -5
Cersei stared at the man, noting the fangs and immediately ruling out vampiric blood. No, those were the teeth of a Zercan. Interesting. "Take the captives to the sector 4 POW camp. Interrogate each separately. Hold off on torture unless told specifically to use force."
"What about this one, Captain?" Troi, the Daemon who had assisted him in restraining the other captain, asked.
"Bring him to Jokadi. He's a Captain, that one, and most likely the one who will have the information of this lot. Secure him in the Palace backlot until I can interrogate him."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 12, 2013 12:28:57 GMT -5
Marain growled, he knew his chances of getting away in this blackness were slim and his men were counting on him. It's best he...
Ah. Now there was a thought. Marian straightened his back and glared at the Vampyre as the wheels turned in his head. He didn't become a Lieutenant for nothing. He would complete his mission.
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Post by ode on Apr 12, 2013 17:26:38 GMT -5
Cersei delivered several orders and double checked the placement of each prisoner ad they were taken away and placed where he ordered. It took a good 3 hours before he was able to go to the Palace backlot and to the interrogation room where the man was already strapped to the chair awaiting him.
Coming into the dimly lit room - studies showed that non Jeskaran's responded better to light and were less panicky when not confronted with complete darkness - He sat before the sat on the other side of the table, his eyes slightly squinted from the unnatural light as he pulled up his digi files.
"Lieutenant Jory Marian of Mentsiquar. Taken into Jeskaran custody on this day of Vyior 12th for unlawful landing on Jeskaran soil during time of war. Do you understand why you are hre, Lieutenant?" Cersei asked blandly, never once looking up from the digi files.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 13, 2013 1:35:51 GMT -5
Marian kept his silence, eyeing his enemy. He was ramrod straight and he still betrayed nothing of his thoughts. He wouldn't speak to the bastards until they gave him something worthy to answer to.
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Post by ode on Apr 13, 2013 2:00:07 GMT -5
Cersei looked up then and eyes the other man. Similar in height and build, Cersei was surprised when his assessment of the male led him to the realization that he was ridiculously attractive. Funny, he didn't find many people such. So few in fact that his Earthling mother had feared he was what they called on Earth 'heterosexual'. He wasn't, of course, but it was rather uncanny how few people he fount attractive. Truth be told, the fact that he found this Mentsiquarian so made him feel uneasy.
Shoving the feeling to the back of his mind, he closed the digi screen and leaned back in his chair. "I suppose we both know the answer to that. If it's all the same to you, Lieutenant Marian, I would rather not torture you and cause more of a ruckus between our planets. Our goal here is to cease the war, not prolong or progress it. To do that I need your cooperation ."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 13, 2013 15:38:33 GMT -5
Marian remained quiescent, his bright blue eyes piercing the male. He'd done nothing to be tortured, nor had he given the Jeskaran any trouble. The man had no grounds to use force.
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Post by ode on Apr 14, 2013 1:45:12 GMT -5
Cersei raised a sleek brow. While he could not read minds he was rather gifted at reading expressions. "Jeskaran laws are much different than that of your planet. We're an impatient lot, bored easily you see and as such give no time to this waiting game of yours. I could bring a majekadai in here, have them shift and shove them into a bucket and put it to your stomach. A bit of heat on one end and the poor thing will be eating its way inside you to get away... Daemons could come and fight it out over who gets to eat your bollocks..." He shrugged, "But really, you're too intelligent to think I'd ever allow any of that to happen when i am avoiding bloodshed between our planets. However, I cannot simply do nothing. Give me something, Lieutenant."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 14, 2013 5:10:37 GMT -5
Marian looked at the man. "You've given me nothing of merit to respond to." Marian said, his soft baritone filling the space between them, before he went back to silence.
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Post by ode on Apr 14, 2013 10:18:58 GMT -5
Cersei's eyes narrowed. Civility was rarely his strong suit but he was trying his best to put an end to this nonsense.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 14, 2013 11:44:31 GMT -5
"I do not fear you, or death, Jeskaran. Torture me all you like, but it'll bring nothing but more bloodshed and war. Now. When are you going to stop pussy footing around and actually ask me something that has informative value?" Marian said, ever the commander. He stared into the Jeskaran's eyes without fear, without hatred--they were simply cold, and calculating.
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Post by ode on Apr 15, 2013 1:31:04 GMT -5
Cersei was mildly taken aback at the man's commanding tone. Not from fear or even surprise so much as the way the authoritive voice made his blood rise up and his cock twitch in a, truth be told, very flabbergasting way. He was unused to even being attracted to people but this. Stars above, to feel his cock twitch at the sound of the enemies voice. That just wouldn't do at all.
Chin up, he said, "I know all I need to know, all I want from you is confirmation of your politician's," he spat out the word, "intents. Jeskara has no interest in a war. But Senator Grouse is mad if he thinks he can insult out Prince and demand natural resources of Jeskara because he feels Mentsiquar is entitled to it because your planet is an import/export one."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 19, 2013 18:13:54 GMT -5
Miran looked at the man. "Why do you need my confirmation? I'm just a grunt. I command the troops." he said.
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