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can you tell me where we start over?
« on: 04 November 2020, 11:31:00 »
Former Rim Worlds territory, August 11, 2891...

The planet's atmosphere processors didn't survive nearly a century of neglect, and the inhabitants had either died off, or evacuated more than twenty years ago.

Mai Sithers-Ngo stepped out of the shuttle, onto what had once been the parking apron for an industrial concern.  "Let's do this by the numbers guys." she said, "First we sweep the area for signs of other scavengers, then we go in and see if there's anything worth the trip."

She had a slightly different idea of what would be 'worth the trip' than most prospectors.  If there were finished components, they'd be taken too, but she wasn't after those.

The team were here after something specific-something that is normally too large and heavy to haul out.

There were signs of other scavengers for sure-the warehouse was picked clean, and part of the production line had been dismantled by someone with a laser cutter and very little training.

but she was patient.

"Hell-oh handsome." on the first sub-level, there it was.

the factory's maintenance shop, and lo-and-behold, the idiots hadn't gotten into it as deeply as they had the battlemech factory on the main floor.

NC lathes, milling machines, extrusion furnaces and pressure forges.  Hundreds of thousands of tons of machinery with handbooks, notebooks filled with the previous users' adjustments, and maintenance records.

"Found it!!"

In the Commonwealth, none of this would sell for much.  The general tooling wasn't that valuable, but this was the tooling used by Republic Industries to manufacture the tooling for a battlemech factory-the custom tooling, the systems that serve as the step from being able to build an engine, and build a fusion engine.

you might say, the missing link between scavenging for factory spares, and selling factory spares.

or, if you didn't want your factory to suddenly become target number one for every armed faction and violent lunatic, the tooling to sell the tooling so some other fool can join the ranks of the 'nuked into oblivion'.
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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #1 on: 04 November 2020, 12:23:46 »
Ngo and the art of making money while not being worth the cost of a nuke  8)
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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #2 on: 04 November 2020, 12:38:15 »
Coventry, 3006...

They were still putting out fires.  Truk Vanh Ngo sat on the hood of a Rover, his briefcase open, taking notes while Bradford ranted.

"It's not that bad." He said, "The Free Worlders hit pretty hard here, but most of the physical plant can be repaired."

This stopped the chief executive of Coventry Metal Works mid-rant.  "what?"

"I mean, it's going to be expensive, but the damage isn't catastrophic."  Truk said, "I'm not the engineer my brother Dinh is, but to me, the damaged equipment looks mostly repairable.  I'd say we kinda need Dinh to do the work-or at least, to draw up the work to do... which kinda means we need him out of Blackgate and back working, but this isn't that terribly bad...and I'd kinda suggest throttling back on the rhetoric, sir-that's kind of how my brother wound up being arrested.  Archon Alessandro is absolutely obsessive about 'sedition' and 'defeatist ramblings'.  You don't want to end up on his list, the way my brother has."

"Can't you do the work though?"

"Um, no, i really can't...look, I can send you a few of our people to give it a full insurance evaluation, but some of this equipment hasn't been made since the Star League, and that means specialist training even to handle parts replacement, never mind needing fabrication.  Dinh's got that training, He was handling your account before he was arrested by Lohengrin for some comments made in public-HE can fix this, I can't."

He paused, "Still, you should be able to handle making most of the simpler repairs to existing product, even if you can't make the chassis anymore..."

"I'll do what I can, Truk.  We need this line up!"

"I'm sure you do.  Let's talk prices and discounts."
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« Reply #3 on: 04 November 2020, 12:45:09 »
Alessandro has ngo idea how much damage he's doing to his support.
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« Reply #4 on: 04 November 2020, 12:56:33 »
New Avalon Institute of Science, 3029...

Dinh Ngo watched through the window as his younger brother writhed, screaming.  "It's been a month." he said.

The doctors turned away, ashamed.

"It's been a week, what are you giving him now? Neuroin? It's not working." 

"We're trying another series of experimental drugs, Mister Ngo."  the doctor said, "Star league era stuff."

"I told you, it's not working. my god man, don't you have any decency left?"

"We're doing all we can sir-"

"No, you're doing everything you're willing to do. My brother agreed to this experiment, but he's not in his right mind anymore, and he's spent the last thirty four days, seven hours, and forty minutes in a continuous seizure state.  It's time to end this."

"I can't let you do that-the Hippocratic Oath-"

"DO NO HARM." He pointed at the ruin of a man on the other side of the glass, a body thrashing in agony, restrained, with life-support stints rammed in to keep him alive.  "DO NO HARM-that, in there, is harm Doctor.  End the gods-damned experiment!!" Dinh's eyes were red and tearing, his voice quivered, "End it, my brother isn't in that...shell...and if he is, he wants out.  Don't you have any god
damned decency?"

Dinh had to be removed by armed guards.  The experiment would continue for another sixty days before being terminated by an attack.

Truk Ngo died in almost unimaginable agony, the final mercy coming from an unknown assailant's bullet.

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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #5 on: 04 November 2020, 13:43:53 »
Furillo, Lyran Commonwealth, 3036...

"...I won't do business with foreign companies, mister Brewer."  Dinh Ngo looked old, because he was getting there.  "SO you won't have to worry about someone from that side offering a better rate or bumping your priorities."

"We might need to ask-"

"Mister Brewer, sir, I will not accept warranty claims from the Federated Suns, because I will not sell services to the Federated Suns, or to their domestic industries.  I'm letting you know this up front.  what you do with the goods I provide is your concern, not mine, but...the warranty ends at the border.  I won't send my people on a service call to Robinson, or New Avalon, or New Syrtis.  They'll have to send the gear back here, and you can charge them as you like, and we'll negotiate a third-party contract, but once that equipment leaves the Lyran Commonwealth it's no longer covered under warranty or my firm's insurance...so, if you want to gouge the hell out of your new business partners, be my guest.  I encourage it."
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« Reply #6 on: 04 November 2020, 13:52:09 »
I will not accept warranty claims from the Federated Suns, because I will not sell services to the Federated Suns, or to their domestic industries.

Yup, NAIS screwed over the Fed Suns with their actions.  Hope that Hanse realizes what happened and does some purging.

On the flip side, it seems that the Lyrans didn't 'sell' off their princess and try to join into an alliance.

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« Reply #7 on: 04 November 2020, 14:05:00 »
Yup, NAIS screwed over the Fed Suns with their actions.  Hope that Hanse realizes what happened and does some purging.

On the flip side, it seems that the Lyrans didn't 'sell' off their princess and try to join into an alliance.

Oh, absolutely everything in Canon happened as-is.

It's just that the at that time 2nd or 3rd most entrenched tooling outfit in the Lyran Commonwealth isn't playing ball with the whole 'allies' thing and won't sell, or conduct warranty service on, equipment going to the Federated Suns half.

it's a fairly nasty financial hit, not doing that business when your competitors are, but then, their 'competitors' don't offer warranty work, or regular service contracts, or customer training, because those competitors are just reselling salvage.  *(to be fair, at this point in the timeline, the Ngo family are re-badging new equipment as 'salvage' themselves-because they can charge the 'lostech markup' for it!)

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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #8 on: 04 November 2020, 14:23:22 »
*(to be fair, at this point in the timeline, the Ngo family are re-badging new equipment as 'salvage' themselves-because they can charge the 'lostech markup' for it!)

Also, I bet, because that way they have a fair shot at not having people gunning for their production facilities, because people think there *are* no production facilities.
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« Reply #9 on: 04 November 2020, 15:13:55 »
Post hospital, Coventry, February 12, 3037...

Dinh's son David was still in field gear.  "It's your third child, Dave, she'll be fine."  Dinh reassured his  only son.  "you'll see."

"It was a pretty tough pregnancy, dad." David told him.  "Rougher on Allison than Patrick, especially when we had to relocate."

"You could get out, there's no reason you should be-"

"We've had this argument dad, after Mai's accident.  I signed and I swore, and this is who I am."

"It's a waste! god, Patrick, you're going to be the Duke someday!! and Patrick will be your heir!!"

"I'd as soon skip it over and let Pat take the job, dad, I'm an Officer and a 'Mechwarrior now! and I'm damned good at at it!"

The two men faced away from each other again, the brief warming of the coming birth broken by the cold of an old argument.  "I don't want to skip over you, David."  Dinh stated, "I'm getting old now, boy.  I let you go play soldier because it was your dream, and you had a sister who could take the reins, but she's gone.  Lost in a jumpship accident...David, we have people who look to us."

"I have that already-a whole nation to serve, Dad.  Look, how about if Patrick comes to stay with you for a while on Kowloon?"

"I think your wife will have some objections to that."

"Allie has enough to deal with, and...and..."

"oh god, David what did you do?"

"It's early in the planning, Dad, but I think it might be better if Allie and the kids were on Kowloon, say...for the next two years."

"it's another war, isn't it?"

"It could be nothing, Dad, but it's a volunteers-only mission and...well...I volunteered."

"God dammit, David!"  Dinh reined in his temper.  "of course, son. I'd be honored to have your wife and my grandchildren stay for a while, let the boys learn something about their roots."

"Thanks dad." 

"Hauptmann Ngo?"

David perked up, "yes?"

"It's confirmed, you'll need to hurry if you want to witness the birth."

David followed the nurse to the delivery room.

Dinh stared out the windows, wondering how he lost his son so easily to a military life.  was it the five years spent in prison?
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« Reply #10 on: 04 November 2020, 16:12:25 »
The experiment would continue for another sixty days before being terminated by an attack.

Would 60 days be the amount of time needed to send and HPG message to Kowloon and then express-travel a squad of Ngo Industries "troubleshooters" from Kowloon to New Avalon by any chance?
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« Reply #11 on: 04 November 2020, 16:28:23 »
Would 60 days be the amount of time needed to send and HPG message to Kowloon and then express-travel a squad of Ngo Industries "troubleshooters" from Kowloon to New Avalon by any chance?

That might explain the five years in prison Dinh´s narration mentions.
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« Reply #12 on: 04 November 2020, 16:31:48 »
Coventry, 3006...
"I mean, it's going to be expensive, but the damage isn't catastrophic."  Truk said, "I'm not the engineer my brother Dinh is, but to me, the damaged equipment looks mostly repairable.  I'd say we kinda need Dinh to do the work-or at least, to draw up the work to do... which kinda means we need him out of Blackgate and back working, but this isn't that terribly bad...and I'd kinda suggest throttling back on the rhetoric, sir-that's kind of how my brother wound up being arrested.  Archon Alessandro is absolutely obsessive about 'sedition' and 'defeatist ramblings'.  You don't want to end up on his list, the way my brother has."

"Can't you do the work though?"

"Um, no, i really can't...look, I can send you a few of our people to give it a full insurance evaluation, but some of this equipment hasn't been made since the Star League, and that means specialist training even to handle parts replacement, never mind needing fabrication.  Dinh's got that training, He was handling your account before he was arrested by Lohengrin for some comments made in public-HE can fix this, I can't."

Highlights are mine.

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« Reply #13 on: 04 November 2020, 16:35:55 »
In short, nope.

A command circuit would be required from the far side of the LC to the center of the FS, aprox 2/3 to 3/4 the width of the Inner Sphere, which is not happening in the 4th SW.
MekHQ calculates 32 jumps and (big grain of salt here) 245 days of total travel time.  This is a more or less direct route through the DC and some abandoned systems.

More likely is the NCIS attack that did him in.  I'm not 100% sure on that, though timing seems to be reasonable as the raid was in September of 29

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« Reply #14 on: 04 November 2020, 16:41:36 »
There is also the fact that they may not be based at Kowloon, or at least this group.  They may be mercs, very well paid ones, but still.  Given all the megacorp raids that tend to happen in BT.

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« Reply #15 on: 04 November 2020, 21:56:48 »
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« Reply #16 on: 04 November 2020, 22:21:34 »
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« Reply #17 on: 04 November 2020, 23:45:30 »
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« Reply #19 on: 05 November 2020, 02:00:44 »
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« Reply #20 on: 05 November 2020, 04:54:00 »
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« Reply #21 on: 05 November 2020, 11:33:16 »
Kowloon, 3039/08/16...

His daughter in law didn't even stay a year before returning to active duty and leaving the children on Kowloon with their grandfather and a board certified Au Pair named Kelly White.

at least this time, she left the boys and their sister with family, instead of sending them off to a toddler's boarding school.  It was a little bit distressing, how often Allison didn't want the hassles of being a mother, given how many kids she had.

"we're going over to the Mosovich place today." Dinh told his grandson Patrick, "I need to do some business with Ike."

the boy wasn't good at hiding his interest.  Ike  Mosovich had a daughter about his age, and Dinh was about certain the boy had the king of crushes on her.

Which, on balance, pleased the old man.  David hadn't had much interest in local girls when he was growing up, and wound up marrying into a Davion family from Kirklin via joint operations and training in the alliance.  *(the only amusing part of that story, for Dinh, was how the girl's family reacted to her marrying 'an asian from the Steiner side'.)

"Is Evelynn gonna be there?" Pat asked.

"School's out until summer, so yes." Dinh said. 

Letting the boys spend time with the Mosoviches and the Vanhs was good for them.  Maybe less so for their little sister.  Two-years-old and already a handful, Elizabeth was at the age any child is getting into trouble with everything they can find, and it was good that the girl had apparently already bonded with Mz. White, who at least had the sense to keep an eye on the child.

The children followed instructions, and met him at the ducal helipad for the sub-orbital hop via K-1 shuttle from the capital, to the Golden Lake district half a continent away.

Two year old Elizabeth paused at the entry door, "Airlock." she said.

Dinh felt a spike of worry.  Truk was quick like that.

He buried the warning feeling.  the odds that a family from Kirklin would have the recessive? almost too small to think about.

***

Outside the sandstone chateau style house of the Barons Mosovich, the boys were playing with the Vanh and Mosovich children, while the youngest toddlers were gathered in one of the 'playrooms' under careful supervision.

"I think it's time we took it public, Ike."  Dinh stated.  "With the other economic rebuilding measures coming down the pipe, it's time for Ngo Industries to be more than a 'lucky salvage operation'.  We need to start working on innovation, and to do that, we need to be known as a manufacturer."

The board consisted of Eleanor Vanh, Ike Mosovich, Job Sithers-Deen821, Garrett Young, and Brigham Levi.

"I'm on the fence on that one, Dinh." Brigham said, "we've done pretty well keeping a rep up as a lucky salvage operation with some technical training.  Letting anyone know where we've got a factory means painting a target on that site."

"Disagree with that, Levi."  Job spoke up, "Sooner or later someone's going to notice anyway.  If we're up front, it opens opportunities and lets the burrows start expanding capacities without needing elaborate cover stories.  Also, Dinh, would going public mean seats on the planetary Assembly?"

"Inevitably." Dinh confirmed, "The major risks I see to the move are the same ones that were there when Alessandro threw me into Blackgate, but they're offset-Katrina's sane."


"My objection would be simply that we mustn't declare manufacturing capacity, then get dragged into the weapons business." Ike said, "When you look at the long list of customers, they're customers because someone trashed their facilities looking for weapons and weapons-components.  I move that any public reveal is limited enough to prevent someone from questioning why we're not in the arms business."

"Agreed?"

all agreed.

"Not that we're not already making some weapons."  Sithers-Deen pointed out.

"It's different when you're making them for self-defense." Dinh stated, "we'll need to set up shell companies or find someone to mask any arms production we do domestically, Sithers, how's our Coast Guard finances these days?"

"No major shortfalls this year.  IF we go public, are we going to have to account for jump ship traffic?"

"The Ferry program's still running five LY cores, I doubt the LCAF is going to want to draft those." Dinh noted, "they MIGHT want to grab some of the old Merchant and Tramp class vessels."

"We'll have to work up a plan to deal with that-we need that capability in the outer system."

Ike was quiet, thinking..."You know, if we're a toolmaker, and known to be a toolmaker, it might be easier to start setting up maintenance yards out near Boojum 3."

"Where the old Rockjack yards were?"

"those very same ones." He noted, "being able to fix ships isn't that uncommon-it's uncommon, but it's not that uncommon, and it could represent an alternate revenue stream for the Company...and if we happen to use maintenance efforts as a cover for building additional ships, who's going to notice? as long as capacity's small enough, the nationals probably won't even blink."

"Let's keep that one a secret, Job."  Mrs. Vanh suggested, "There have been 'good times' before, and they always went bad.  I'd as soon not have an LCAF Regimental strike force show up to nationalize half our industries because Katrina's successor is feeling insecure...so yeah on openly manufacturing tooling and equipment, nay on publicly going further than that."  she turned an eye to Job, "Keeping it a secret, on the other hand, I'm all in on that, if your people can manage it."



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« Reply #22 on: 05 November 2020, 11:54:34 »
spider Moon, 3043...

"I took your father to see this when he was about to go to the Academy, Pat."  Dinh explained, "He was sixteen, and hot to get his ride to Coventry."

"So dad's been here?"

"Yeah...he has."

The stood in a polished cavern, the walls of the tunnels leading down here were engraved with names.  "This is your heritage, boy. who we are, where we came from."

Patrick wasn't alone, it was a breaking of tradition, but Dinh's heart condition wasn't going to wait, and he had zero confidence that David would bring the kids here.

so five year old Elizabeth, eleven year old Henry, and Fifteen year old Patrick were all three here at once.

"they all died, didn't they?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes.  everyone on these walls, died for Kowloon, it goes back to the first landings, the independent years, right up to the last war.  They might have worn Star League or Lyran Commonwealth uniforms, but every name here, in this network, is the name of someone who fought for our world and our people, with specific halls and caverns for wars, accidents, and disasters."

"Like Dinh Diep."  Henry almost-asked.

"Like that, yes, or like here, this is the hall of the 171st, the final war against Amaris."  Dinh said, "Our family are direct line descent from Tranh Truk Ngo, who led our people in that war, and may have been the last man in the Inner Sphere to speak to General Aleksandr Kerensky."

"The diary you gave me." Patrick said, "It's his, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"You gave dad a copy too, didn't you?"

"I did." Dinh said.

"I've seen it in his junk drawer." Pat said.

"Well, at least he kept it." Dinh commented, "Pat, you're going to be the Duke some day, you'll needl...you'll need it, you need to understand your home and your people."

"I want one too." Elizabeth squeaked quietly.

Dinh managed to avoid flinching.  His bad feeling had led to a quiet inquiry, which led to a visit to a hospital in Ia Drang after she had one of her many accidents trying to keep up with her brothers.

"Of course, little bit." he forced a smile.  it hurt to humour her.  She had what killed his brother.

He knew it would be detected as soon as their parents came to collect them.  David would have to figure out how to deal with it.  maybe I can arrange custody on the long term...

"Tell me more." Patrick said, "If I'm going to be the Duke someday, I need this, right?" he gestured to his siblings, "and so do they."

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Re: can you tell me where we start over? Nothing good every lasts.
« Reply #23 on: 05 November 2020, 12:09:24 »
3045...

Cadet Leutnant Patrick Ngo got a leave to attend the funeral.  The Duke of Kowloon, Dinh Ngo, died of a heart attack, and that meant Henry and Elizabeth would have to move back in with mom and dad.

Hundreds of light years away.

The weather on the Ia Drang plateau was cooperative for a mid-july, the snow on the ground was soft and easily cleared away for the gravesite.

He barely heard the priest speaking, as they watched the casket go into the hole, his sister gripping his hand frantically while his brother Henry stood stoically.

Dad was talking with an officer in Davion dress uniform, the man appointed to serve as regent had been David's battalion commander during the war of '39, before injuries forced him out of the cockpit.  This was 'retirement' for Colonel Stonecipher, to serve as Regent, while a younger man kept serving the nation.

I won't be like you, dad. Patrick decided.  I'll come home, and they won't need a regency.  It would be a long haul though-he had to finish his academy and at least one five year tour after it, then resign from active service, before he could come back and claim his position in his father's name.

Patrick knew he wouldn't be able to do that, until at least 3054, assuming the nation didn't go to war again.

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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #24 on: 05 November 2020, 13:14:28 »
I like the starting point of this one, you get a better feel for the people.
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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #25 on: 05 November 2020, 13:51:45 »
Jugendmilitärakademie Groningen, Donegal province, Lyran Commonwealth...

Boarding school, in other words. Grades 2-12, full service, including holiday hours.  The pre-academy program to beat all pre-academy programs in the Commonwealth, students from Groningen have a higher than 70% chance of attending The Nagelring, or Sanglamore on an academic scholarship or merit-based tuition enhancement.

It's probably one of the best schools for pre-academy prep in the inner sphere, with a reputation for discipline and excellence unmatched by State schools. 

Tuition is around 118,000 Kroner per year, not including books or uniforms, which must be purchased separately, though allowances for 'less privileged' students of academic note are in place, the true strength of Groningen, is the contacts made prior to entry into the national military academy system.

Groningen hasn't had an alumni wash out of the Nagelring...ever.

The third years are outdoors, burning off excess energies through controlled, active play.

They're not alone, years 2-6 have the same lunch periods, with the same recess periods.  The older children are expected to provide an example to younger students of School Spirit and Discipline.

This is a fancy way of suggesting that the bullying is controlled and focused to serve as both a disciplinary development tool, and as a means of shorting the staff supervising what the children get up to outdoors.

Fighting is 'frowned upon' by the school, except in controlled academic circumstances, which is to say, outside of boxing club for the older (grades 7-12) students.

A transfer student from the Federated Suns, a Geordi LeFavre, (Grade 5) has just called Elizabeth Ngo (grade 3) a zipperhead whore, and pushed her down, then swatted a boy named Brewer across the face for objecting.

The provocation for this, is not particularly clear.  The girl's response?

well...


Her brother Henry (grade 7) managed to see it from the window of the science classroom where he's only making middling marks.

Imagine a girl, small for her age, being pushed down and insulted by a boy large for his age, and strutting his dominance the same way he did in every boarding school in the Federated Suns that he's been kicked out of (to the absolute scandal of his Noble Father).

now, you might assume there would be crying, and you would be correct.

there is also blood, because Lizzie hit the play yard rather hard, skinning a knee and one of her palms.

but there's where normality ends.

instead of crying, there's a mighty (well, for a small third-grader) caterwaul of uncoiling rage, and she's up, she's moving, she's not running from the bigger boy.

she leads off with all her strength delivered in a punch-not to his chest, but...lower.

she headbutts his chest at the same time, her little legs pumping force and power into both fist, and forehead.  Knocking a very surprised, larger boy, on his ass just as he feels the impact to his 'nards.

and then, she's on him.

crawling and kicking and biting, he tries to roll over, she crawls along until she's on his back, one knock-knee jammed into his kidney, the collar of his school blaser in one hand, his thick light brown hair clenched in her fist, grinding his face into the pavement, screaming, "EAT IT!! EAT THE DIRT!! EAT IT!!!"

discipline, has clearly had a break here.  Maybe it's out by the slide, having a smoke...or maybe it's just having a little trouble getting through the ring of younger students as one of them, is getting backsies for all the harassment from the upper-classmen.

Injuries are shockingly likely, and parents, must be called.

***

"You okay Little Bit?" Henry asked in the nurse's office, as the school nurse cleaned his little sister's wounds.

"yeah." Liz said, "I'm sorry Henry, I didn't mean to be bad, but he called me a name and he pushed me down!"

"I got that. They're reviewing the security tapes with Mom in the office." He told her, "You really hurt that guy."

"He called me a 'zipperhead' an' a 'cappie whore'." she told him, "Then he pushed me down, and he hit Brewer too, for trying to speak up."

"Liz, they're saying they have to send that kid to a dentist, you broke adult teeth."

"He hit me first, grandpa said 'never let them hit you twice'." she said defensively.

"I know, but this isn't Kowloon, Little Bit.  The rules are different here."

"they're not fair." she said firmly.

"No, they're not.  but they're the rules. You're supposed to report things like that to the teachers and let them handle it."

"Stupid rule." Elizabeth spat, "Besides, I didn't hurt him that bad, I did worse to Charlie Vanh when he stole my cake."

"Charlie didn't have all his teeth in, and no, you didn't. You made him cry, but you were both six. you were playing Towers by the end of the day...nobody had to go to the hospital, Lizzie."

"Geordi was a jerk anyway, I'm glad he has to get his teeth worked on!" she snapped, "He hit Brewer in the face! and he picks on all the younger kids! Teachers don't do anything about it!"

"Liz..." he sighed, "mom's pissed, lizzie."

the girl froze.  "mom's angry?"

"Spitting angry." he told her.  "If...look, maybe dad will be home."

"You're talking like..."

"I think they're gonna kick you out." he told her, "means you have to go live with mom again for a while."

"Why can't I go live with the Mosoviches? or the Vanhs?" she fretted, "I don't wanna go live in Post Housing!"  but he knew what she really meant.  He'd been exposed to it before.  Mom's...instability at home.  Her alcohol, and her temper.

"You've gotta pay more attention to the rules, Lizzie.  not the rules at Grandpa's, but the rest of the world's rules."
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Re: can you tell me where we start over?
« Reply #26 on: 05 November 2020, 14:05:29 »
Groningen, 3047, late in the term...

Henry focused, and shuffled his feet, as his opponent got his.  The Grade 8 intramural boxing meet was seeing a nice first, he was leading the standings in the muy-thai competition, and his opponent was from St. Abernathy's on Skye.

He glanced up, at the stands.  Elizabeth was there, with Ms. White, not as a student or alumni, but as a family member attending in lieu of their parents.

She cheered and realized he was seeing her, so she raised a fist and cheered harder-as hard as she could for her big brother.

Lukas Marsden was back on his feet, and ready.

The bell rang, and Henry was totally focused on his opponent.  the middle-weight classification for grade eights was broad by necessity, and Lukas was a good ten kilos heavier, with longer reach.

Henry had to make up for it with pure aggression and will to win-something the larger boy didn't quite have in as much abundance, though his punches were harder.

To win, Henry had to focus on points, it's the third round, and dammit, he's got a little sister cheering for him.

Time slowed to a crawl, and Henry easily sidestepped a horse-kick, delivering a shin-block and foot-sweep, dropping the bigger boy to the mat.

"you okay?"  He asked, Helping the other boy to his feet as the referee called the bout.

"Yeah...you're good. wow."

"All in the motivation man." Henry said, and pointed to the stands, "My little sister's watching."

"Dude, that is so cool."
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« Reply #27 on: 05 November 2020, 14:42:43 »
Late 3048...

The knock on the BOQ door woke Patrick enough to get him out of bed. "I'm coming..." 

He opened the door, and Elizabeth was standing in the hall.

"Jesus!!"

"Hi big brother." she said. 

"Liz, how-..where's mom?" he asked.

"Mom? ****** if I know." she said, "can I come in?"

"How did you get here?"

"I...bought a ticket." she said simply, "It's not like it's hard, Pat, you go on the local 'net, and find someone looking to pad their freightage, and buy a passage."

"wait...does mom know you're here?"

"I hope not."  she dropped into the desk chair, keeping her voice down for his room-mates.  "Mom doesn't know where I am, I hope.  I left a trail aimed at Kowloon, so that should throw her off."

"Lizzie..."

"Never let them hit you twice, Pat." she said.  "Remember? only I can't just stick a knife in my mother."

He sighed, "What happened?"

"mom found some stuff in my room." she said quietly.  "Stuff I'm not supposed to have, and she didn't just yell this time."

"What were you doing with it?"

"headaches." she said, "real barn burners...and I can't sleep...so I found something that works, because the doctors won't help me."

"What do you mean 'won't' help you?"

she reached into her jacket, and laid the print out on the table. 

"What's this?"

"Diagnosis." she said, "Mine.  you'd think that'd make her hold back on the punches, right?"

He lifted it up.

"This is real?"

"It's how Great Uncle Truk died." she said, "Mom and dad were fighting about it a few nights ago.  She wants to send me to New Avalon to be a lab-rat, so I can die screaming in twenty three years like Grandfather's brother.  I have a better alternative."

"Which is?"

"Take drugs, live what life I've got, and don't worry about it." she said, "mom is not a fan."

"How did you get the drugs?"

"Kid at school." she told him.  "I was going to keep it on the down-low, but Dad's on another deployment, I can't bother Henry with this-he doesn't need it on top of the schoolwork, he's failing a couple classes."

"Jesus, Liz, if he hears you ran away from home, it's going to fu-...mess with him more."

"I sent him a note." Liz stated.  "Getting on-post wasn't that hard, you know the gate guards didn't even question why my dependent ID said 'Donegal' instead of 'Tamar'?  after that, it was paying a cabbie to take me to the BOQ's and the Charge Quarters just kinda let me in when he saw my name."

"Liz, I can't take you on as a full time dependent, you've gotta go home." he told her.

"I want to go home, but they'll drag me back to Donegal if I do." she said with a harsh laugh.  "Pat, I can't go back there-when she's sober she treats me like I'm made out of glass, and when she's drunk, I'm a punching bag!  I don't know which is worse, the pity, or the abuse? but I know I don't want to be pitied any more, and that's what's gonna happen if it becomes official."

"I'll set you up a cot, and we'll see then." He said, "I might be able to sweet-talk the Battalion CO into letting you stay at the Post Arms for a while, Lizzie, but if mom's graduated from shouting to hitting, something has to be done-not just for you, but for her, too."

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« Reply #28 on: 05 November 2020, 15:27:31 »
Solutions aren't easy.  Elizabeth's anger really didn't hold a candle to what her older brother was feeling, and he decided, after she went to sleep, to do some actual fighting.

there aren't many things that are as scandalous, as custody battles inside families.

When all concerned parties save the minor children are active-duty military, it becomes a Military concern, with Military Justice becoming involved.

Without a perfect solution available, imperfect compromises have to be met.

The drug use is real, and really is not permitted.  The allegations of abuse led to investigation, followed by counseling, with a court-appointed guardian ad lidem to oversee details.

Since a senior Leutnant really doesn't have the allotments to house a dependent without being married, Patrick was forced to step aside, and a court-appointed temporary guardian at Elizabeth's last known world of residency was sought-in part, to oversee and confirm that the girl's mandatory treatment for drug abuse was completed.

This is how Elizabeth Ngo, a ducal scion from Kowloon, wound up meeting Margaret Doons, the owner and CEO of Nashan Diversified, a military contractor with some ties to both the LCAF, and to Ngo Industries.

Maggie in turn, to comply with side-judgements from the LCAF's JAG and Commonwealth Courts, enrolled Elizabeth in addiction treatment at the Marsden Youth Center, an in-patient facility currently hosting her own granddaughter after a bout with whiterock Opioids.

the same judgements, mandated that Lt. Colonel Allison Russell-Ngo undergo counseling and therapy for a diagnosed Bipolar Depressive disorder.

Nowhere in the publicly available, un-sealed part of the court records, was Elizabeth Ngo's diagnosis of Cholmann's Syndrome mentioned.  It did, however, generate a flag on her identity with AFFC's Recruitment department, effectively banning her from every military academy in the Inner Sphere, along with every standing army, most mercenaries, and anyone else running a check...with a legal exemption from the draft that doesn't significantly impact her rights as a citizen.

Maggie Doons has lawyers that are just that good.
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« Reply #29 on: 05 November 2020, 16:53:01 »
Ah, a new take on the Golden Rule.  He who has the Gold pays his lawyers very well and they get the rulings in your favor.