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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #60 on: 29 April 2020, 13:55:18 »
I feel for both of them.  Really Anh's situation is one that needs a specialist speech therapist.  All she's got is an officer that volunteers part time as a debate coach in high schools and maybe tutors French as a Second Language.  Anyone that needs the level of work Anh does would be spending her time with those specialist rather than on a debate team.

This is basically retraining the speech habits she grew up with from scratch.
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« Reply #61 on: 29 April 2020, 14:03:56 »
Sol System, Day 40...

Anh settled on the hull, and found herself joined by a Sargeant named Boothe.

It was an opportunity to practice making herself understood.  "I love it out here." she said.

"Ma'am, you should be inside."  Boothe said, "The view is superb."

"yes, I should." she said slowly, "But..."

"but the stars are spectacular, it's quiet."

she sighed contentedly, "Look, a drive plume, do you know what kind?"

"Not without a telescope." he said.

"Look at the spectrum.  Blue-white intensity, but there's a bit more blue than white." she said, "That's not a Clanner drive plume, it's inner sphere, and heavy."

he blinked and studied it carefully.  "How heavy?" he asked.

she shrugged, "Over one hundred thousand tons, I'd need a point of reference for distance, but see how the trail firehoses before it loses density? Clanner drives are sharper, they don't disperse like that unless they're old SLDF engines.  This is part of how I knew we were up against an Aegis over Sudeten. a smaller drive closer, like a fighter or smallcraft? would have more yellow at the fringes.  we can go down to the CIC and I can show you-wait, I can't. I don't know if your ships carry that kind of gear.  I had an XO during the war, Mettersen, grew up in the belts, he taught me how to look at drive plumes."

in the distance, the drive plume vanished.

"long burn." he said.

"I watched him for ten minutes before you spoke." Anh said, "based on the visible light intensity, length of the plume, and duration, he was pushing one point five gees for fifteen minutes-with one course correction.  but I'd need a sensor log to confirm that."

"Why study drive plumes?" he asked.

"When you're hunting pirates." she said, "ship-spotting is a good skill for a Captain doing antipiracy or warfare.  There are a lot of times where you only have your passive sensors.  We laid in doggo for weeks before the invasion force was ready, ship-spotting and plotting their patrol routes.  by the time the counter-invasion taskforce was ready, we knew where to lay rocks, where the enemy's patrol droppers were, and how long they would have to burn to react..." she gestured, "Our boy is running a patrol between Saturn and Neptune, see?"

"Huh...when I was a boy at Galax, we used to ship-spot from the hull of the station."

"It's great, is it not?" she asked carefully, "relaxing."

"it is..."

they sat in companionable quiet, while the FSS Kentares finished deploying the jump-sail.

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« Reply #62 on: 29 April 2020, 14:24:37 »
NCO quarters, FSS Kentares, later that evening...

"You sat with Silent Annie for a couple hours on the hull, what were you two talking about?"  Leftenant Nelson asked.

"Ship-spotting." Boothe said.

"Wrong place to stargaze with a pretty girl, Sergeant."  the Elltee said, "but props for initiative.  you teach her anything?"

"She..." he hesitated, "...it went well, sir.  I think she appreciated the company."

"Well, your ears aren't bleeding, so there's that.  there's worse jobs than teaching one of those backwaters how to spot a drive plume."

you have no idea  "Yes sir."  how is it you don't see it, sir? he wanted to ask, she knows more about this than you do with your Academy education.

"You planning to submit your navigation exam?"  Lt. Nelson asked.

"When I'm ready, sir.  I've got some credit work to do still on the correspondence course."

"Need a hand?"  Nelson asked.

not from you. "I've...I've arranged for some study help, sir.  I'll be ready to sit for the exams next month."

"See that you are, with a mind like yours, you can't stay a deck monkey for your entire career."

"Yes sir."

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« Reply #63 on: 29 April 2020, 17:32:34 »
No... no he can't... not if wants to chase a Lyran liaison officer...  ^-^

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« Reply #64 on: 29 April 2020, 17:53:12 »
Said lyran officer is probably his best bet to pass those exams.

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« Reply #65 on: 29 April 2020, 17:55:18 »
NO question there...

Though I have to add, Boothe is no slouch in his own right...  ^-^

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« Reply #66 on: 29 April 2020, 21:09:20 »
One thing that kept tripping me up was misgendering the nouns.

Good rule of thumb:
Quand ç'est chère, c'est feminine

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« Reply #67 on: 29 April 2020, 23:34:42 »
Sol System, Day 61...

"...it's a diplomatic outing, Commander,  that makes  it part of your mission."  Chief Willard said.

Anh sighed.  "Ah dun' lahk et." she said.

"Slowly." the chief said, "Speak slowly. be clear."

"I don't like it." she enunciated.  "Stone has seen the Tharkad yards, they know our capabilities, why would he want one of us to see his?"

"Strategy."  at the open door of her shipboard quarters, Lt. Lafayette was standing in his AFFS class A's.  "Standard strategy really, displaying the Republic's might to allies and potential enemies.  Think; Why did your Archon insist on the Naval talks being held at the Tharkad Naval Yard?"

"Th' facilities were big enough?" she asked, "convenience?"

Francois chuckled, "En tant que génie, vous n’avez pas une compréhension de la stratégie nationale, Commandant, this is poker, not chess or rugby."

she frowned.  "c’est un jeu d’esprit?" 

"Exactly, a mind game-impressing on us that the Republic is a good strategic partner, and remind the visiting Lyran officer that the Republic Navy has teeth."

she finished closing the fasteners on her buff-white equipment harness, and checked her helmet over before hanging it to the harness's stowage-hook, then she pulled her platinum bar from its place in her locker.

"Someday, you people will change your minds and start wearing normal clothes."

"Not for a...bit yet." she enunciated, "Cet uniforme est confortable à 4 degrés kelvin ou 1000 degrés celsius."

"Point."  he laughed.  "Have you ever been to the Sol system before?"

"nope." she said.  "Ah hae'...I have studied the charts, but I have never been here."

"We passed through on the way to the Commonwealth, it's really very impressive.  La Terre est vraiment la capitale de l’humanité."

she snorted, but remained silent all the way to the ship's flight deck, where a K-1 shuttle awaited them.


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Geneva spaceport, Earth...

The Federated Suns ambassador's party met them at the landing pad.  Anh glanced at Chief Willard, who was already donning his helmet before the airlock opened, "Willard, Keep th' faceplate open." she ordered in german.

"What's the problem?"  Captain Gracie asked, the infantry officer looking puzzled.

She considered how to speak before answering.  "Willard was born at Winter Key." she said, "il a moins de quarante heures de vie sur les planètes."

"Agoraphobia?"

"Planetophobia.  I forgot my anxiety meds." the Chief said apologetically.

"Do not seal up, Ther en't no contagion heah." Anh ordered.

"Aye mum."

"An' tek th'dam het off'n stowet."

Willard hesitantly took his helmet off, and stowed it on his belt.

"can you really order him not to be anxious?"  Francois asked.

"We's see'n." she slurred.  "Ef et sticks, ah kin, Ah cogitate."

they stepped out into sunlight, and fresh air under a vault of blue sky.  Anh watched her subordinate's body language.  While tense, he wasn't in panic mode.

I reckon I can order him not to be afraid after all.  the civilian officials from the Federated Suns embassy greeted the AFFC personnel warmly, and looked at the two of them like fascinating displays.

her nose detected a faint tang in the air here, and she could imagine she heard the rumble of billions of Earthmen just out of sight, packed in urban hives just out of direct vision.

now I just have to make sure I can keep ME from panicking.





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« Reply #68 on: 30 April 2020, 00:38:22 »
Diplomatic Reception, Geneva City, Terra, 1830 hours local time...

Francois remembered how his father 'taught' him to swim.  being thrown off the pier and told 'sink or swim boy!!" by the old drunk might have influenced his attitudes a touch.

Watching Commander Anh McCoy try to navigate the subtleties of a reception was, he imagined, a bit like watching six year old Francois Lafayette struggling to keep his head up in the waters of that pond.

The stereotype of the urbane, polished Lyran officer was taking one hell of a beating here.  "...so crude, wearing a space suit to a diplomatic reception, it's like wearing a cooling vest to a ball!"  Lady Garvey was saying, "And her makeup! what kind of-"

"It's not makeup." He said, and placed his glass on a steward's tray.

"Excuse me?"

"It's not makeup." Francois said, "that's her natural skin tone.  Commander McCoy doesn't wear makeup.  She's from Arluna."

he placed the champagne glass on a tray, "if you'll excuse me, Lady, sir?"

"of course."

he strode through the crowd of dignitaries, officers and minor Earth Nobility, to the far edge of the room, where Anh was doing a remarkably poor job of avoiding scrutiny and stares.

"Excuse me miss?"  He said, shifting to french, "May i ask you to dance?"

she practically jumped in her skin, "sir, I believe we...got in trouble last time."

"The drinks are milder here." he said, and gallantly extended a hand.

"Ah'm not thet gud a danceh." she mumbled.

"let me lead." he said, "I can help you-ballroom dancing is something we do at the Academy, and hiding at the fringe of the gathering isn't working particularly well for you."

"les gens regardent." she murmured.

"No, they were staring, now we're giving them something to look at." he corrected her, as the band shifted to a jazzy techno-waltz.

"nous n’avons jamais eu le temps de terminer ce soir-là." she said. 

he smirked, "croyez-moi ou non, ce n’était pas la première fois que je me réveillais avec une femme étrange dans une cellule de prison."

"Truth?" she asked.

he nodded, "though it is the first time she was disappointed at my...performance the night before.  That was quite the wake up call."

she laughed, and it wasn't the crude bray, but almost a noblewoman's giggle, "peut-être que je vais vous laisser m’impressionner quand vous êtes sobre."

"What is the policy on shipboard...romances?" he asked.

"Never with your crew." she answered, switching to english.  "We mek 'lowances, 'coahse. y'kain'..." she slowed down, enunciating, "you can not be on deployment in such close quarters without something happening.  as officers, we learn to turn a blind eye if a couple crewmen are in the missile magazine or one of the boats during a long idle period.  as long as it's not a superior exploiting their position the unwritten rule says it's fine. officially, of course, it's not, and a boat-captain can be court-martialled if they indulge with a crewman or fellow officer during deployment."

"donc tout le monde, sauf vous alors?" he held the small of her back as they turned in time to the music.  "must be lonely."

"ayeh, 'tis." she looked up into his eyes, and he could see hers focused on him.  "discipline doit être maintenue."





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« Reply #69 on: 30 April 2020, 01:01:04 »
First, I have to decipher Anh's dialect and now I have to translate French, which I haven't spoken in nearly 40 years. Who knew reading could be so much work.
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« Reply #70 on: 30 April 2020, 02:22:53 »
At the reception...

"...don't need them to advise the Federated Suns, you know."  RAF Admiral Maxton noted.  "Sure, the Lyrans kicked the piss out of the Falcons after only waiting what, almost a century?  Their fleet isn't that impressive."

Commodore Nick Palmer listened to the Terran officer, and thought back to what he'd personally observed during the tour of the Duran shipyard, "We're looking at all the options, Admiral." he finally said.  "Some of their methods are pretty enlightening."

"What, like those low-tech kludges...what are they calling them, 'cutters'?  They're running low-tech cores without safeties, using computer controls that were outdated before the Reunification war.  You can't tell me that's intelligent."

"They made it work against the Falcons." Palmer observed.

"did you look at their loss reports? because our analysis branch have.  You can swamp anything if you throw enough machines and bodies at it."

Palmer let the Republic Admiral bluster on, he'd read those same after-action reports thanks to the LCAF being free with the information.  He'd also read the parts describing how many LCN spacers lived to be picked up after the battle, and while he wasn't an accountant, he could see the drastic difference in costs for those losses, and it was telling.  Not just in terms of resources spent on the offensives and materiel losses, but also comparative losses and comparative firepower differences.

she knows more about how to fight a ship than you do, Admiral. was not a phrase he was ready to utter in public, but it was glaringly clear as the Terran-born Republic officer ranted at the shortcomings of the LCN's cutter program.

"Still with me, Palmer?"

"Sorry, is this actually from the champagne region of france?" He asked, redirecting to the sparkling wine.

"Yes! it is, actually.  it's quite good, isn't it?"

thin as piss and too sweet. "Yes, it is, I don't suppose you can let me secure a bottle for the folks back home?" 

"Of course.  Now, when you see the parade we've got lined up, you'll see a real Navy."

"I look forward to it."  if they're as arrogant as you lot, then I can say I've already seen a real navy, and you're not it.

"Huh...I guess your pilots will stick it in anything with a pulse."

Palmer bridled and caught sight.

Lafayette had McCoy on the dance floor.  about damned time. something expected happened.  "I don't care for your tone, sir." Palmer said, "I think that even offends my national pride and honor.  Leftenant LaFayette is both an officer and a gentleman." he turned to meet the older Terran's eyes, putting the cold steel into his gaze, "He doesn't just 'stick it in anything with a pulse'."

Yup, this was going down hill fast, but Palmer found he really didn't care-maybe the wine is stronger than it seems.  "That young woman he's dancing with, Admiral, SIR?  has kill-claim on a Clanner aegis class cruiser, while commanding one of those 'primitive' tinker-toy cutters.  what's the last warship you've even faced, Sir? not one of those Drac-built dropships, but a proper, capital grade warship?"

"My...apologies if that sounded like  a slur, Commodore, it was meant to be light." the Terran said.

"Accepted.  I'm looking forward to seeing what a 'real' navy looks like, now if you'll excuse me, I see I need to rescue a civilian from the predators surrounding the punch bowl."

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« Reply #71 on: 30 April 2020, 04:12:08 »
Norfolk III Station, geosynchronous orbit, Earth, the following morning...

as much dubious 'fun' as it was attending parties ground-side, Anh was happier to be off the surface of Earth again.  There was no quiet down there, and for a natural environment, it just smelled wrong to her senses.

The viewing area for VIPs was laid out like an arena skybox-or that's what Francois compared it to.  The only 'arena' she'd seen was during the riots on Timehri, and that had been a shell of concrete that was mostly convenient as a secured LZ for the Coast Guard relief teams and a sally-port for riot control units trying to lock down the planetary capital so they could fight the fires, and maybe save a few lives.

"Penny for your thoughts, Commander?"  an RAF officer with Major's ranks asked.  Like the...well, like everyone she'd seen, the only sign he wasn't a ground officer were the branch identifiers on his otherwise-useless-in-vacuum unform.

Anh paused to push the tumble of words that wanted to come out into something like order.  "Just thinkin' 'bout how to git everyone inter beachballs ifn' somethin' goes wrong is all."

"We're well protected from accidents here." the Republic officer said with a smile.  Anh didn't comment on his facial hair, or the fact that he would be one of the people she'd be stuffing into a beach-ball (emergency depressurization shelter) if the seals in here failed.

"O'coarse."

"The...skin art-you're a belter?" he asked.

"nuh-uh.  Arlunan." she said, "I's born with this face." she added with a rueful grin.

a subtle shift in his posture,  "I see."

she looked him over.  "Seeyoh son'oth'blek?" she asked.  See you, the son of the black?

he looked left and right, "innanight's everdark meaning?"

"Free stars." she made a fist and clenched it to her chest, then, more carefully, "I didn't know there were any of The Folk left this side of Skye."

"my parents. I'm actually from Titan." he confessed, "Nobody's left in the Belts, it was considered too...disruptive after the Ceres riots in '25."

"huh." I reckon that 'nobody' is a few thousand more people than you officially think.  Anh kept her own counsel.  During the ride to Earth, she'd done some sight-seeing of her own, and using the right optical filters on her helmet, she'd counted dozens of low-signature ion traces between the orbits of Jupiter and mars.

Ion engines don't leave a drive plume, they're slow as hell, but good if you're hiding.

"Show's about to start." he said, "enjoy the parade."  and sauntered off to his duties.

"What was that about?" Lt. Lafayette asked her.

Anh nodded in the direction the Republic officer had gone in, and speaking carefully, and low, she said, "He thought we might be family."

"is it possible?"

she shook her head, "no. not family." she turned her attention to the large viewing window as the first squadron of Republic warships passed by.



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« Reply #72 on: 30 April 2020, 04:35:32 »
She's improving, at least...

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« Reply #73 on: 30 April 2020, 05:41:30 »
FSS Kentares, the next morning.

"So, what were your impressions, Commander?" Commodore Palmer asked.

"it 'us a big fleet." she said carefully.  "A verrah BIG fleet. Ah would'na say et's a good fleet though."

"Hm?"

"Ah'd say y'alls have a better one." Anh continued, "More pract'cal."

"you don't have that high an opinion of the Federated Suns Navy."

"Ayep...but 'least y'all have a doctrine." she enunciated carefully over breakfast.  "Thet war a nice Collection of antiques, Kind of th' Difference a'tween a museum collection and an arsenal. both gots guns, one gots guns meant t'be used, and fit t'be used."

this got a few chuckles from the gathered officers in the Mess.

"Can you clarify your point?"  Leftenant Colonel Gracie asked.

"Aw'right.  half of those battlewagons were running rich, there war rust around airlocks, meanin' the seals been bad for a while, they plated over gun-mounts they ain't repaired an' th' plating crew didn't match the coatings proper, There was scoring on the transit drive nozzles, an' the second McKenna class in the pass-by still had damage to the primary and secondary batteries that ain't got fixed since the prior owners had it-they tossed paint and coatings on, but if those doors will open, it's only by a miracle of finagle.  The Invisible Truth's radiator fins were still damaged, with her targeting array bein' outright missing...and their formation discipline was crap."

"I admit I missed that part." Palmer said.  "What do you mean?"

"Interval was irregular, some of the escort ships weren't holding position.  Ah've seed civilian convoys with better interval discipline. it warn't no battle formation, 'less their tactic is to let enemy forces through gaps in their line what ain't covered for some single combat action, in which case, why bring escorts at all?"

"I'll testify to the shoddy formation discipline." Lt. LaFayette spoke up, "Their pilots were flying as individuals, not tight wing-pairs or even Drac-style triples, and am I not the only aviator here wondering how those mixed formations are going to hold together in combat? Tail-numbers and unit markings have slow, heavy fighters paired with a mix of light and mediums that have to throttle way down to let the big boys keep up."

Looks passed around the table as officers digested this.

"It's a nice collection, just not a fleet." Anh finally broke the silence.  "Ah would scale it up there with th' organization of the LCN prior to '43-an afterthought rushed into service by landsman commanding officers, but they ain' gots a doctrine an' thet's apparent.  You all at least have gots a doctrine."

"The repair states were concerning." the Chief Engineer, Major Allbright, noted, "those were some powerful ships..."

"But they ain' gots th' ability ta keep them running."

"Yeah, spares are an obvious problem."

Anh sipped her coffee, and quoted.  "If you can not afford to lose it, you can not afford to use it.  first time one of those Terran Battlewagons takes serious damage, will be the last time it's of any use to anyone, anyhow."

"Is it just me, or is she getting clearer?"  Lt. Nelson asked.

Anh laughed.

"They could be building new ones?" Nelson added, looking around, "I mean, the Republic has a population of over a trillion people..."

"They ain' gots belt industries." Anh said, "They hafta mine in the well, ship it to orbit, process it...without a belter community since Stone decided theirs was too...disruptive.  if'n they're building new ships, it's with both hands tied."  she placed her fork, "But...let's say they is-what does it look like to have new construction?"

"Titan or Galax." LaFayette said,  "The yards would be patterned after Titan, or Galax."

"Easy 'nough to see with a telescope then." she said, "jes gotta know where to look."

"Where would you look?"

"Not at titan." she said, "If'n Stone wants it kept a secret, and close to home, he won't be using the old Titan yards, an' we coulda' seed it if it were Luna."

"Jovian moons maybe?"

"makes sense.  decent materials, lots of interference for anything what relies on Lidar or radar." she said, "They could do like the Kowloonese did with Boojum an' Spider Moon. trouble bein', they'd need a population out thar an' they shut the Belts off when they suppressed the Metis."

"it's watch this hand." Palmer stated, "we saw exactly what Stone wanted you to see, McCoy."

"Ayeh.  I expect you're right." Anh mused, "Th' question beins why he wanted me to see it...an' why he didn't feel it right to clue in his actual allies."

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« Reply #74 on: 30 April 2020, 06:23:20 »
Well another question is do the RAF even know they have dead weight?
They did have their stealth ships that gave the CG fits?
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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #75 on: 30 April 2020, 06:28:00 »
Might they be playing the bumbling fools on purpose? You know, the way Sun-Tzu played Mommy´s Little Madman during the Outreach Conference, while actually being one sharp (and almost completely sane) cookie in private?

Everyone with a clue about naval operations would then discount them as a serious naval power. Meanwhile, somewhere out of sight, perhaps at the old ComStar fleet bases, someone who actually knows what they´re doing is operating a RAF fleet that´s actually meant to be used.
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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #76 on: 30 April 2020, 07:16:49 »
Outer hull, FSS Kentares, 14 days later...

Anh reclined on the hull, just her suit between herself and the dark, silence of vacuum, the magnetic clamps of her boots holding her to the surface.

looky, looky...  using vision magnification, she could just make out the VAB's of a shipyard where everything official insisted one couldn't be.  the positioning was pretty clever-the Io/Jupiter lagrange point.

she opened her travel pouch, and snapped the ranging sight on her helmet's visor, and used it to increase magnification.  hello, the Republic's real fleet.

with a connector she linked it to her PADD, and brought up the visual file from the destruction of the Pol Nguyen station at Arluna. 

"got you, you sumbitch."

using comparator software, she pieced together the profiles of the ships idling in Io's shadow.

Three of the dozen or so vessels, matched the stealth ship that destroyed the Pol Nguyen station in the Arluna system, as well as killing a prospecting team in Arluna's outer belts, sinking a patrol cutter from Winter, and destroying two others.

we were a live-fire test because nobody would notice in the rest of the Inner Sphere if a bunch of plagies died mysteriously. 

she indexed the images and stored them, making note of the shipyard itself-a modern, modular design with a capacity for twenty simultaneous ships, spread into the shadow of a moon, only visible from certain angles and unlikely to be looked at.

The bigger warships orbiting also got their image profiled against Jupiter's storm-wracked face.

Those ain't lolas.  The profile was clearly based on the Lola III, but the additional sensor clusters and added bulges for power-systems and coolant fins might as well have announced they were a more modern, advanced model.

Clever boys. clever.  as she watched, one of them manuevered on cold thrusters, and vanished with a pulse.

she got up after Io's position changed, blocking the view of the secret shipyard.

Anh put the image intensifiers back in her suit's ditty bag, stood up, and walked to the airlock.

now, do I share this with my hosts, or keep it to myself?

the cycle on the airlock shifted red-to-green, and the outer hatch opened.

I'll decide later. she crawled in, the airlock closing behind her.

Space is big.  Space is mind-bogglingly big.  Space doesn't have an atmosphere to attenuate vision at thousands, or even millions of kilometers distance, if it can reflect light, and you're looking in the right direction, you can spot a beer-can in deep space with a pair of binoculars.

The optics for a range-glass are a bit better than that-the lenses are ground on the same sort of equipment that lets industrial companies produce naval grade lasers, and the 4 cm adjustable optics can, if you're really determined, be mounted as the focus array for a communication laser.

really cheap technology, on the scale of any industrialized state in the Inner Sphere, and most surface-bound authorities won't think twice at the idea that you can't see that far-after all, even lasers have a limited effective range, and visible light can be swamped by reflection.

Stealth is possible if your marks don't know they should even be looking, it's even more possible if they don't know what vector to look in, thus why planetary early warning systems consistently miss dinosaur killer asteroids until they've passed.

half of knowing where to look, is to know what to look for, and repeated recon missions against the Jade Falcons, along with antipiracy missions to prevent quarantine breaches, plus being there when new yards are built, listening to the workers talk, and having them speaking freely because they think you're too dense to understand them?

Anh guessed-and the guess panned out.

The Jovian system had everything needed. it had Ganymede, Io, a limited belt, and was easily observed and controlled by Earth bound authorities.  Everything needed, including a gas giant putting out so much RF noise that any comms traffic would be drowned out by the rumbling of the gas-giant Jupiter.

ganymede for water and life habs, Io for raw materials...  Nobody looked twice at jupiter when they came through-not with the famous titan yards over Saturn and the Luna yards.

but Jupiter? that's where a Rockjack would put a secret naval base for developing new ships and training naval crew.

do I tell my hosts?

Anh waited for the inner lock to cycle, and came inside.

once air press was normalized and she was in the envelope of the FSS Kentares she took her helmet off.

"Enjoyed your walk?"  Francois asked.  (first names now? why not?)

"Oui." she said, "very relaxing."



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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #77 on: 30 April 2020, 07:50:38 »
Day 180, New syrtis system..

the trip through former Fedsuns space had been plenty of time for Anh to instruct Major Foch on how to cut transit times with off-axis jumps, recharge unseen in the outer limits of star systems, and generally sneak past DCMS pickets.

The Tharkad agreement was holding up, so far, but as they crossed former Fedsuns territory, the mood on the ship darkened, and she understood the feelings as, perhaps, the Fedsuns' allies did not.

She'd felt the exultation of driving the Falcons from Lyran worlds they'd held for a century, smashing an invader that had seemed once to be insurmountable.

New Avalon might have been moved to New Syrtis, but that was just a center of outrage for the men and women bringing her to their 'new' capital world.

It showed in how the lingua lessons changed as well.  More officers than enlisted were attending LaFayette's french lessons, and grilling her on tactics in french, methods in french, techniques and experiences from the war, in french.

It felt like some of the 'war training' exams run by Nikki Minh in the Guard, and it felt like Sharon Ngo's briefings and counter-briefings on the way to relieve Tharkad.

analyzing lost battles, victories, and what could have, or should have, been done differently.

This mood manifested with the crew, as well.  More and more crewmen moved through the corridors of the ship in EVA suits, with less and less carelessly leaving hatches undogged, lockers unsecure.

Anh's little 'walks' on the hull between jumps became well-attended classes in themselves, and she found herself teaching officers nominally superior to her in the old FedCom hierarchy how to observe, astrogate, and examine the evidence of their own eyes in the blackness of deep space.

Three jumps into former Fedsuns territory, she joined Major Foch and Major Allbright, in removing the safeties from the Jump controller, the hardwired components being removed with a halligan rescue tool, the coolant lines rerouted to bypass the removed limiters, after which, Allbright wrote a software patch to the nav-com computer, removing the software blocks.  After that, they practiced 'short window' jumps, bypassing monitoring in an even dozen systems,going right past both Republic, and DCMS picket lines without being seen.

today, in the New Syrtis system, Anh recovered from Jump-sickness, and signed off.  "You are now a qualified Navigator, Major." she said, "Six minute transition. Excellent progress."

The officers in the brid-the CIC, applauded awkwardly in their EVA suits.

"We're going to have to do something about those suits though." she added, "You can't live in those things full time!"
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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #78 on: 30 April 2020, 09:04:51 »
hmm.. modified Lola's in a cannonshop story, and ones that are advanced tech models with extra sensors? why do i get the feeling that the ROTS is playing around with elements of Caspar tech, perhaps using some of the stuff the WoB developed for their "Caspar II" program on hulls based off the originals. most likely without the AI systems, but making use of the additional sensor and EWar systems along with a degree of the onboard automation.(like the automatic fighter repair and refueling bays. if not full on drone fighters. we know that in canon they were making fairly heavy use of drone mechs and vehicles on the ground, so a navy using drone fighters on the larger hulls would certainly fit.

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #79 on: 30 April 2020, 10:02:51 »
Not that Trillian really wants it but she now has Casus Belli to launch a Pearl Harbor type strike against the Republic and shatter its power. Their arrogance has allowed a for a scouting mission that found the targets and probably also noted any patrol patterns and defenses. It would not be hard to disguise the movement of ships since they are a real navy and having an announced war game would not suprise anyone and would probably be SOP which would allow them to move a fleet to destroy the main target, the ship yards, the fleet itself would be an extra.

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #80 on: 30 April 2020, 10:23:36 »
hmm.. modified Lola's in a cannonshop story, and ones that are advanced tech models with extra sensors? why do i get the feeling that the ROTS is playing around with elements of Caspar tech, perhaps using some of the stuff the WoB developed for their "Caspar II" program on hulls based off the originals. most likely without the AI systems, but making use of the additional sensor and EWar systems along with a degree of the onboard automation.(like the automatic fighter repair and refueling bays. if not full on drone fighters. we know that in canon they were making fairly heavy use of drone mechs and vehicles on the ground, so a navy using drone fighters on the larger hulls would certainly fit.

I'm picturing proper SDS Caspar systems with the advantages of the Caspar II system and full crew quarters to let the ships jump freely.

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #81 on: 30 April 2020, 10:59:36 »
New Syrtis Shipyard...

"...bad doctrine, but you at least have a doctrine." Leutnant Commander Anne McCoy, Lyran Commonwealth Navy, stood in front of a lecture hall without showing a bit of anxiety.   Her strawberry-blonde hair framing a two-tone face, the base of which was as pink as most of her audience, but stained darker red around her eyes, cheekbones, ears, mouth, and throat-the marks of the Quarantine Zone, Arluna's legacy printed to skin like a botched cosmetic tattoo.

The slight woman's LCN Skinsuit covered by a loose overgarment that was more of an imitation of a uniform, held tight to her form by a glossy white leatherette harness.  She gestured easily with the platinum-plated crowbar, as she discussed topics that already had several of Julian's most senior Naval Officers turning red with affront.

"Having a doctrine is a start."  Her french was measured, careful, precise.  Each word weighted firmly with conviction.  "The test of every doctrine, of course, is combat-but it is better to begin with flawed doctrine, than no doctrine at all, because any doctrine, no matter how perfected, must be able to adjust to the changes of environment."

Behind her, the image of the FSS Antrim's final charge appeared.  "In the last major war, the navies of the Federated Suns and most of the rest of humanity, fought in a certain way."

Another image, another legendary ramming attack.  "This was driven by conditions-the first, being that nobody had fought a full-scale naval engagement since the second succession war."

the image of the last battle of the LAS invincible over Hesperus in the second war.

"Thus, while the ability to build ships had been restored..."  the image of the original RX-78 Fox class prototype under construction replaced the prior images.  "...the understanding of how to fight a ship had been lost."

the screens behind he went blank.  "It is arguable that this has not yet been rediscovered, that the Lyran success against Clan Jade Falcon was a fluke, that they were unready, that we were too ruthless, that we relied on mobbing our foes."

behind her, the first three battles of the reconquest war against the Falcons appeared.

"I would argue that some of those criticisms are valid.  We took heavy losses for every success...on the ground." she paused.  Julian watched her studying her audience.  "Let me repeat that- we took heavy losses on the ground.  In space, during the preparation for each operation? we took fairly light losses-certainly lighter than we expected or anticipated, because Clan Jade Falcon was completely unready for us... in space."

she waved a hand, and an image familiar to every man in the room lit up.  The FSS Lucien Davion, over Palmyra, seconds before that ship was destroyed.

"Your navy was unready for the Draconis Combine, in the same way." she said, "You were unready, because you had no doctrine of readiness."

she slapped her palm with the crowbar, "This, you have begun to correct.  Learning from the errors of others, is wisdom."

a few of his officers, well, looked confused now, instead of angry. there were a few who still looked like they'd like to throttle the thirty-year old woman standing on the stage, but Julian was pleased to note that some of the branch officers attending the lecture were still listening.

"when I volunteered for this activity, it was with great...reluctance." she said.  Julian didn't miss that small deception. The true conditions had been reported by MIIO almost before the Kentares left the Duran shipyard.

it was a tactful deception.

"My reluctance can be illustrated thusly..."  behind her, the images of naval glory and tragedy were replaced by the image of a bighorn sheep.

"This is a male sheep.  Male sheep, in english, are called 'rams'."  On the screens behind her, the image of the Antrim appeared next to the image of the sheep.

"It is a crude pun, and one that is quite commonly referenced in LCN circles when discussing the Federated Suns Admiralty." she tapped the podium with her crowbar, the way an instructor would with a swagger stick.

"Former LCN chief of staff Sharon Ngo put it rather crudely once."  she said, "as a redneck, I must admit a certain...Schadenfreud, but some of you have no doubt heard the slur."

Julian had been at that reception, he'd over-heard Sharon Ngo saying it.  Sheep ******.

"I trust every man and woman in this room, is deeply, thoroughly and completely offended at the slur, if you know it.  If you do not, ask someone who's very angry in this room, right now, because you should be offended."  her tone was icy and hard.  "The crew of the FSS Kentares were, and they knew about it before I had to explain it to them!" on the third screen, a crude, and not-at-all-safe-for-children cartoon appeared, the caption reading 'order of the lonely shepherd'.

"THIS is a thing you do not deserve...until you do." the grotesque cartoon vanished, along with the image of a bighorn sheep.  "your people are better than that, and you will have to be better than that, if you wish to reclaim your realm from the Kuritans...the good news, is that you can be."

a selection of images appeared on the screen behind her.

"The Kentares Class escort carrier.  The name 'ram' is silly and does not fit the profile.  The Fox-class multipurpose corvette, these you already have in production..."

then, a row of a half-dozen images appeared.  "and to supplement them, you have a fine selection of vessels to evaluate, the Talus class, from Dynamico Limited of Delevan, the Black Swan class, from Interconnectedness Unlimited, a vessel somewhat nicer than the cutter I served aboard during the war, while being only slightly heavier.  The CEC DP-99 class, the Naugatuck from June Hyperspace systems, the Sackville class, and the Bludgeon Class.  These are all terrific ships, you have a wealth of creative designers and innovators, and your First Prince has the good sense to use them."

a hand went up, "Which one would you suggest? with your experience?"  an Admiral asked.

Anh shook her head, "Wrong question." she said, "My experiences are based on a completely different situation than your own people-what worked for us, might not work for you.  for clarity's sake, we were fighting degenerated clan forces, you are facing a very much revitalized Draconis Combine, one whose leadership is not...'branch blind', and whose choices have been...remarkably sensible from a military perspective.  The Kaga class carriers are very intelligently laid out and designed, crewed by professionals that are trained to think in naval terms, as opposed to being, as your late First Prince Caleb Davion put it, 'glorified bus-drivers for ground units'.  Our war and your war are going to be very different wars."

"Do you think war is inevitable then?"  another officer asked.

"I think it is. how you enter and how well prepared you are when you do, will decide whether you win, or lose-but inevitably, if not today, then tomorrow, you will again be at war with one of your neighbours, and when you go, it will be with the Navy you have at the time, not the navy you wish you had." she paused for effect, "Of course, the longer you take, the better prepared you can be."

"What would your first step be, Leftenant Commander?" Julian asked from the back of the room.

"build up your supply of able crew." Anh stated, "build your arsenal of capable vessels, but more important, build up your crewing and black-water training.  On my journey here, I was stunned to find out that your navigation officers were not trained to make use of potential jump-windows shorter than ten hours duration.  Every day a ship spends moving from a point, to another locale, is time wasted, and fuel used merely for the act of transit.  In the Coast Guard, I had to qualify on a six-minute jump window-that is, a nonstandard KF transition point available for only six minutes before the neutral gravity point was depleted.  This is a training issue, I grew up on a dirt farm and learned how to do those observations and calculations manually.  It is a teachable skill, and you have people with the natural talent in abundance."

"How did those help?" another Admiral, this time a silver haired man whom had looked positively ill with rage when she explained the slur, asked.

"reconaissance, operational duration, operational range." Anh stated, "on my last command, an older Sampan-class cutter, we clocked three to nine month duration cruises with fifty people crammed into a tiny hull of only fifty one thousand tons, most of which was fuel, ammunition, sensors, and mission equipment.  we had to hot-bunk and share a single head for the majority of that time-but we were able to scout out and prepare the target systems for the counterinvasion forces undisturbed, by being where teh enemy had no reason to believe we were-no early warning system made by man can monitor an entire star system, they rely on being able to monitor select points that are stable and long-duration, because it is impossible to track every possible entry or exit point, and even if it WERE possible, the problem is the problem of universal surveillance-eventually what breaks down, is the operator."

"What sort of preparations?"

"Placing and activating kinetic impactors, locating and neutralizing patrol dropships, suppression of enemy aerospace control and coordination, establishing links to resistance cells, dropping pathfinders in to plan and establish landing zones..." she paused, "Neutralizing minefields-the Falcons laid out one hell of a net of mines over Sudeten, lovely things, but limited, gravel slung at relativistic speeds served to clear invasion routes for the main fleet."

"Gravel?"

"in space, debris can be a weapon." she said, "there is an old saying; throw a relativistic rock, and you can shatter a planet, teach someone else how,a nd they can shatter a great many planets.  The Jade Falcons at Sudeten retreated into a Brian fort, we killed the fortress instead of trying to capture it, using thirty meter long tungsten rods fired from a point midway across the solar system, timed to intersect the planet at the fortress's location as the planet's orbit and rotation presented it.  the rods were fifty tons each, and moving fast enough that the brief atmospheric interphase presented little in the way of resistance.  we cratered the mountain on top of them, then drilled through the crust underneath-there's a 'shield' volcano where their final redoubt once stood, and the hardest part was getting that much tungsten moved into the system unseen.  the remnant forces on-world surrendered the following day, but that was an extreme situation, and the plan would have failed if they had an inkling it was even possible."

she just lied there. Julian realized.

"We started the rods falling toward the planet nearly a month prior, and they were under chemical rocket thrust to begin with, then reverted to pre-jumpflight 'ion' propulsion to keep them accelerating for the fall toward the planet...but that was, as i said, an extreme case of preparation on our part. they could have killed the whole thing simply by not hiding in a bomb-proofed bunker."

and she's telling the truth again. he mused.

"Why did it succeed then?"  another officer asked.

"because we bothered to know our enemies before launching the offensive.  we knew what they would do, so we had a plan to deal with it.  When the Clans get backed to a wall, they fall back on SLDF methods, and the old SLDF loved their bunkers as fallbacks-to the point that their choices in the Periophery rebellion often led to concentrating forces in places where one nuclear weapon could annihilate them...which happened frequently in Taurian and Outworlds fronts of that conflict-the Falcons, like most Clanners, don't disperse under pressure, they gathered to present more firepower to their foes."

behind her, imagery and illustrations cycled, underlining what the LCN did to the Falcons at Sudeten.

"The Dracs won't act like Clanners." she repeated, "You can't expect what worked for us, to work against them-they're competent. not merely on an individual, warrior-to-warrior level, but as tacticians and strategists.  the greatest mistake you can make, when you launch your war, is to underestimate them, because they will do what we did-and feed it to you sideways with an elbow-chaser."


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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #82 on: 30 April 2020, 11:04:52 »
Excellent français jusqu'à maintenant.

And it's evidant that Stone will use a Caspar II fleet to protect Terra, if not all of Fortress Republic. It's the only way to get a full Navy without investing too much in personnel. A paranoid like Stone can't trust them to do it right.   

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #83 on: 30 April 2020, 12:09:24 »
Excellent français jusqu'à maintenant.

And it's evidant that Stone will use a Caspar II fleet to protect Terra, if not all of Fortress Republic. It's the only way to get a full Navy without investing too much in personnel. A paranoid like Stone can't trust them to do it right.

I kept in mind the reasonable transit times with this, which gave me a chance to show Anh learning a new language (and how to control her own enunciation).
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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #84 on: 30 April 2020, 12:14:06 »
I kept in mind the reasonable transit times with this, which gave me a chance to show Anh learning a new language (and how to control her own enunciation).

Almost half a year of immersion and dedicated, if amateur, speech therapy.

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #85 on: 30 April 2020, 13:02:09 »
Almost half a year of immersion and dedicated, if amateur, speech therapy.

in heroic fiction, heroes should do heroic things, even if it's a little light on the action.  Witness Thor's trials with Útgarða-Loki.  Anh working through and learning a new language (and how to control her own speech impediment in her primary tongue) is a theme that in the Ngoverse dates back to Debbie Mac, of Arluna Flu fame, only I glossed a LOT more over that one.

which makes this one of the 'repeating themes' in this fanverse setting. *Yay*.

one of the others being the unresolved romance sub-theme.  (What is it with these Arlunan chicks anyway?)

Like Debbie Mac, I gave Annie McCoy a couple of possible suitors of wildly different backgrounds.  (Frank LaFayette being the hotshot fighter jock of noble birth and fine education, Sgt. Boothe being the working man of spacer background and innate talent.  With Debbie, there was Pol Nguyen and Carlos, Pol being the wiser, older man who wouldn't until she's older, and Carlos being the conscientious son of a minor noble.)

While Debbie eventually got her prince (and her armsman on the side, but not in the squicky way), Anh's romantic subplot remains painfully evasive, and is much more complicated by her status as a foreigner.

In other words, I'm not sure HOW to resolve it, only that it's something I really ought to resolve.

While I did show many 'upper class twits' I also tried to take pains to show them in contrast with their more intelligent moments, as well as contrasting them slightly with their counterparts.

I also don't know if Annie's caution about not underestimating the Draconis Combine Admiralty will actually play out.

I also don't know what she's going to do about the intelligence she's gathered in the Sol system, but there's more than the pictures she took.  I don't know how that's going to play out yet.

As for the Davion Cutters (linked examples, there's more in the design thread) I still don't know either.  With the Lyrans it was easy-I knew what I wanted to do with the faction from day one, and only needed real help with two of the designs (I still have the PM from Liam's_Ghost with the stats on the first couple of Sampan variants, makes it easier to envision, and the Landmark Destroyers are wholly illegal designs so...no stat block because they require options that simply don't exist in any of the software for generating ships and I don't know how they'd code it for megamek use-turrets aren't really possible with the existing rules, and so it's kind of impossible to game-model a ship that can lay a full broadside at ANY angle).

Finally, there's the Republic and the Cappies-both have been developing 'Stealth' ships independently of one another, without each other's knowledge.

THAT is going to be a funny confrontation.

Events that we KNOW are going to happen:

Wolf/Republic war gets hot.
Combine/Fedsuns war heats back up to shooting war status.

Now, to be fair, this has a lot of permutations built in.  The FWL hasn't really been touched on either in the stories, or the design threads, but you can be assured that Nikol isn't going to be content to be surrounded by resurgent naval powers and a violent Wolf Empire.

the other thing, is that Trillian Steiner-(Davion) has some affection for Cousin Julian.  Sending an 'attache' to 'observe' (help) them in their quest for naval capability, and other indirect means of support, clashes with the potential hostilities toward the Republic, as well as Yori's generally sensible approach to Lyran neutrality.

means Trillian could end up dragged into a shooting war against one or more factions that are politically 'in her camp' no matter which way she jumps.

this is a status and situation quite similar to pre-war U.S. relations in the early 20th century-straddling the line and staying neutral is hard, especially when the stronger potential ally is in direct competition with your personal and filial ties.

The Archon ends up screwed no matter what she does, unless what she does is remarkably clever.

rulers tend to have great difficulty in Battletech doing remarkably clever things without it blowing up in their faces.



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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #86 on: 30 April 2020, 13:44:29 »
Finally, there's the Republic and the Cappies-both have been developing 'Stealth' ships independently of one another, without each other's knowledge.

THAT is going to be a funny confrontation.

Spy(ship) vs Spy(ship)?  ;D

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #87 on: 30 April 2020, 14:45:57 »
Wow, am I out of date. I missed that New Avalon fell to the Combine.
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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #88 on: 30 April 2020, 17:31:03 »
Wow, am I out of date. I missed that New Avalon fell to the Combine.

I think it happened in shattered fortress.

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Re: The Advisor (Ngoverse/"The Administrator" setting)
« Reply #89 on: 30 April 2020, 18:14:45 »
I though they took it back?  ???

I don't really follow anything (other than Cannonshop stories) past 3040 or so...

And sorry I was too slow to get a cutter design in...  :-\