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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #180 on: 19 August 2022, 10:28:21 »
Ah I see someone who never read war of reaving. Yeah the clans psychology is not human and warriors have zero issues burning worlds asn eeded. They would try control burning first but would lament the lose of the resources than anything as the sterilize the planet.

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« Reply #181 on: 19 August 2022, 16:48:05 »
They did not expect this...

...There's always a need for a command center in any massive undertaking.  Typically, this happens at the place with the best facilities.  Unfortunately, 'the best facilities' were on Inarcs, and those weren't going to be much use to anyone.

Melissia was where the AFFC put their command, but that was more or less useful only for coordinating some National forces.  For a front-line command, the best available site, was the Kowloon system.

Which meant that the Khans had another debate before declaring an intent to seize the system as a base.

Even the Wardens pushed for this, though Ulric suggested a compromise proxy battle be fought.

"No."  it wasn't Victor who said it.  The one who said it, wasn't even present except by HPG conference call.  "We can't evacuate, and I won't surrender my world and system to foreigners."

"Liz, it's the best option for-"

"****** you Victor.  If they want to help, fine, but I'm not turning over my people to a foreign occupation because of some 'proxy battle' on another world."  she looked like hell, even over the link, sunken eyes, drawn features.  "You can negotiate temporary basing rights, but that's all.  I will ****** invoke Section 32 of the annexation treaty over this and ****** secede before I let my world be traded away on a bet."

Ulric, at least, was impressed at the moxy.  "If we trial in your system, you can not win." he said.

"I figure if we're wasting time fighting each other, we all lose." she spat, "but that's just me, I guess. I have had to bomb my own people to keep this plague in check, I'm not about to turn the survivors over to be enslaved.  find another solution."

"Liz, your pocket warship project can't stand up to an active Naval force with proper warships."

"then don't make me Victor." she spat.  "I'll entertain anyone who wants to help, but surrendering to an invader is completely out of the ****** question.  We've been invaded before, it didn't go well."

Crichell cleared his throat.  "Duchess, how many ships do you have?"

"this morning? four of the Sampan rebuilds are online, we've got twelve more under construction, that's not including the additional dropships supplied by AFFC and concerned parties, or my family's entire corporate fleet that have been drafted to move Coast guard units to the Quarantine line in neighboring systems."

Bjorn Jorgennson, Khan of Clan Ghost bear, nodded sagely, "Your resources are strained, Duchess."

"Yeah? so?" her image flickered.  "We knew it would be a strain when I stepped up."

"you are having an idea, Bjorn?" Crichell asked.

"Aff...Clan Ghost Bear will not contest possession of the Kowloon system-we will...contribute to the Quarantine through another location, and prepare our own Liberation Zone to defend it against outbreak."

Ulric glanced around the chamber, then read the expression on Victor's conference-call image, before speaking, "Anyone else?"

"it is too far out of our way." the Smoke Jaguar Khan said, "there is no advantage in holding that world for Clan Smoke Jaguar."

"Clan Novacat will commit forces to the Quarantine."

"Elias?"

"Clan Jade Falcon accepts Duchess Ngo's terms.  We will contest for the system as primary objective, with the option of contesting for a presence in the system should our bid for possession fail.  I bid one Naval Warship Star to contest possession, with Gamma and Delta Galaxy as surface command assets."

"overwhelming force?" Ulric questioned.

"I believe the Duchess is correct in that any conflict should be resolved swiftly." Crichell stated.

"Clan Steel Viper contests, we can take it with Three Warships and a Cluster!"

and the bidding began...
"If you have to ask permission, then it's no longer a Right, it has been turned into a Privilege-something that can be and will be taken from you when convenient."

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #182 on: 19 August 2022, 16:54:28 »
Liz is right with this one, and I bet she'll have enough nukes to make it stick when it comes to it.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #183 on: 19 August 2022, 17:25:20 »
Liz is right with this one, and I bet she'll have enough nukes to make it stick when it comes to it.

Those clusters/galaxies will probable never see the ground. Even if they "win" they will take such loses it will be damn near tukayyid all over again. The fact that she openly refused Victor is going to have consequences as well. She has defacto declared independence doing this.


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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #184 on: 19 August 2022, 17:27:04 »
honestly, they shouldn't be doing a naval trial for this anyway, they'll need all those assets for the blockades. a ground forces trial seems less wasteful, since ground forces aren't going to be used as much in the blockade effort, and ground ops onto infected worlds would be very limited.

the falcons should be trialing for an enclave to begin with, rather than conquest. do a ground trial for a ground site to handle personnel support duties and a ASF/elementals trial against the belters and coastguard for access to some space facilities.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #185 on: 19 August 2022, 17:33:21 »
Victor still doesn't get politics...

There are no fish in my pond.
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #186 on: 19 August 2022, 17:34:09 »
She'd be invoking an article of a treaty signed by both nations.  It might have consequences, but they'll be LEGAL ones.

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« Reply #187 on: 19 August 2022, 18:04:28 »
She'd be invoking an article of a treaty signed by both nations.  It might have consequences, but they'll be LEGAL ones.

Sure... but who'll enforce it?  All Victor has to do is let the Clans conquer Kowloon.  Of course the loss of the Kowloon tooling will be very bad for the Lyrans...
There are no fish in my pond.
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Romo Lampkin could have gotten Stefan Amaris off with a warning.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #188 on: 19 August 2022, 18:10:30 »
I still think she has enough nukes to make it stick.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #189 on: 19 August 2022, 18:16:00 »
honestly, they shouldn't be doing a naval trial for this anyway,
They should not be trialing at all at this point. Its a waste of time and resources and they could just lease a enclave for now. Kowloon might yet be destroyed or need to be quarantined rendering the whole point moot but it would not be the clans if they did not. Still this will cost them a lot no one needs to lose.

Victor still doesn't get politics...
His ancestors would roll in their graves at how utterly inept he is at what should be in his blood and it cost him and his realm so much. Regardless how this ends he has lost Kowloon functionally. Elizabeth will not forget or really forgive he was going to make her worlds fate based on a game decided elsewhere without her people having a say. Have to see how ugly this gets but it will probably end with the Falcons getting mauled and only basing enclave out of Hue as usual and the vipers just humiliated. Once things are settled Kowloon might have more common cause and trade with the Falcons than they still do with the rest of the FedCom. If there is a FedCom. The Lyran half might well lose a third of itself and Katherine could start shit blaming Victor for it.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #190 on: 19 August 2022, 18:27:23 »
His ancestors would roll in their graves at how utterly inept he is at what should be in his blood and it cost him and his realm so much.

Yeah, at this point, Melissa should be kicking Victor away from the throne and looking at her other children.

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« Reply #191 on: 19 August 2022, 18:33:51 »
"This...is pointless."

Aides observed the 'leaders'.  Vladimir Ward scowled as the ilKhan let things spiral into more paralysis.  He and Conal had planned to accuse Ulric of Genocide for the loss of a generation or more of warriors unable to prove their worthiness, but this...

This was pointless.
Instead of a legalistic 'threat' intended to humiliate the Warden, he was seeing said Warden leadership..well, part of it, anyway, allowing temporizing and vanity to get in the way of everyone's survival.

The humiliation of the Truce of Tukayyiid was bad enough-but this? this was suicide on a racial scale.

"Phelan, every delay..."

"that has occurred to me." the easily despised Spheroid with a stolen Bloodname agreed.

"We need to make something happen.  This is a threat to everyone." Vlad continued.

"I agree." Phelan Ward nodded, "We're all wasting time while what's holding back apocalypse is a junkie with a jumped up militia. Do you have a plan?"

"I was going to ask if you did, actually."

"The Khans are failing us." Phelan commented, "Just like the Archon Prince is failing..." he straightened, and looked pointedly at Elizabeth Ngo's image on the display.  "...while the leaders wallow in ceremony and boasting, she's the only one who's actually...we have to do something, Vlad."

"I hate you so much right now." Vlad agreed, "SO..."

"We need someone with standing." Phelan commented, "Someone who's credible, can challenge their authority and make it stick. You have anyone in mind?"

Vlad frowned.  He hadn't really anticipated Phelan to be the first one to agree with him.

but then, "It can not be just within Wolf Clan either." Phelan added, "The resource cost is too high, we need other Clans on board."

"They will not unite." Vlad asserted.

"Then we figure out how to make them, before this virus spreads so far it can't be contained."

"If you have to ask permission, then it's no longer a Right, it has been turned into a Privilege-something that can be and will be taken from you when convenient."

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #192 on: 19 August 2022, 18:45:46 »
at guess at this point Liz's illness is still under wraps.

honestly, i don't see who they could recruit that wouldn't just cause more of a split.

and to be honest, they need a coalition of clans beyond just the invaders.. they'll really be needing to bring in the snow raven fleet assets for example, get as many hulls into the blockade as possible.


also i'm surprised that Phelan hasn't suggested just purchasing land in the Kowloon system, perhaps with technical aid to the Kowloon naval program.
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #193 on: 19 August 2022, 18:53:22 »
The Khans have...

...somehow managed to fail to grasp the situation.  Marthe Pryde watched the broadcast.  They have lost their damned minds.

In the last month, she had endured months of null-gee drills and training to get the warriors assigned to her in some kind of shape, because they had volunteered to join the Quarantine.

and the Clan leaders have clearly lost their damned minds.

"Roshak.  Speak your thoughts." she glanced across the mess table at Nathan Roshak, the warrior who stepped up first when the outbreak was announced, and had just spent months in an environment suit, doing work normally given to Solahma bandit-hunters, but inside the Quarantine.

"They will answer a trial of possession with nuclear ordnance." Nathan asserted blandly.  "I have had enough contact with Coast Guards to know that they are not unskilled, and they will treat any infringement on their home with immediate deadly force, regardless of stated intent.  They have a history that demands it."

His bald statement confirmed her own misgivings.  "The Khans are not taking this seriously."

"Neg." he shook his head, "They are not.  I imagine Ulric Kerensky saw this as a means to tap off frustration and aggressive elements, our Khans see this as a means of advancement and maybe an excuse to breach the spirit of the truce while gathering what useful assets remain for their own purposes."

She frowned, "in short, 'our leaders are failing us', quineg?"

"Aff.  They are failing us.  The correct strategy would be to devote significant resources to eradicating the spread of the disease, whether with, or in spite of, the locals...and I do not just mean OUR Clan. This is a threat to all of the Clans, and the Spheroids, it endangers the very concept of the Star League's rebirth.  It is simply a shame that none of our Warden opponents are wise enough to grasp this, because we will need THEIR fleets as well, if we are to save humanity."

Marthe nodded, "I agree. Can you draft a statement that outlines that in neutral terms, while denouncing this...wasteful behavior?"

"Standing?" He asked.

"Standing." she nodded.  "The Clans MUST unify to defeat this foe.  Willing or otherwise."

"I will have it drafted by tonight."  he paused, "Marthe, one thing you might bring up, when you speak with others?  The leader who IS not failing this, is dying."

"Dying? who?"

"Duchess Elizabeth Ngo has been holding the Quarantine together, organizing the first reactions, and driving her people beyond endurance.  She is dying of Cholmann's Syndrome. I have a source that can verify-we have to get this under control before that woman dies and the lid comes off."

"Who is your source?" she asked idly.

"Star Captain Henry Jade Falcon is her older brother.  The 'Redtails' cluster?"

"OH!!  'Stravagon Six'..." she smirked, "Well, that explains how she is doing it then."
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #194 on: 19 August 2022, 19:43:53 »
And the Falcons have intel that escape Phelan. He only see Liz as a drug addict but Marthe and Nathan understand she's taking the equivalent of Tylenol's.  xp 

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #195 on: 19 August 2022, 20:00:40 »
Roshak is once again the designated voice of reason on the clanner side of things.  I wonder if Phelan will listen to him...

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #196 on: 19 August 2022, 20:43:11 »
Part of the trial should be playing recordings of the various Jumpships/Dropships begging to be spared, and then news reports from another world reporting the first symptoms of the disease.  See who stops listening first.

See if the Clan leaders can fully understand what they are getting into.

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« Reply #197 on: 19 August 2022, 20:50:32 »
Part of the trial should be playing recordings of the various Jumpships/Dropships begging to be spared, and then news reports from another world reporting the first symptoms of the disease.  See who stops listening first.

See if the Clan leaders can fully understand what they are getting into.

Well, if you want to be evil, just send those people off to the Clan homeworlds and let them deal with them.  Granted, most of them will be dead by the time the reach the Clans homeworlds, from the virus, but it will let the Clans get detailed first hand experience.  >:D

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #198 on: 19 August 2022, 21:47:33 »
Kowloon, March 7, 3057...

Elizabeth scowled more than she ever smiled, and she'd aged.  The bombing of Camranh had stopped the spreading event...so far.  "Tell me we've got something, Mai."

Dr. Mai Huyn did her service time in the LCAF's Medical Corps as a bioweapons specialist back in the 3020s and 30s, her retirement to her homeworld after a career of cataloguing the worst things mankind can do to himself was interrupted, and she only occasionally broke from reminding everyone of that when there was new data.

"I need to get into the hottest zone." Mai told her Duchess.  "Simulations aren't cutting it."

"You're staying here." Liz told her, "I'm not letting my top microbiologist go catch a bug for science."

"Then we need to send someone else, and I'm packed."

"We'll send someone else." Liz asserted.  "I need the best analytical minds we have working on this with a decent chance they'll live long enough to report it."

"but you're not opposed to sending a manned team?"

"No. I didn't say that, I am opposed, but..."

"But you can be persuaded."

"Within limits." the Duchess' hands shook.  "make your case for risking the quarantine."

Mai began outlining what needed to happen, and the best biowarfare techniques available to give the mission some, slim, chance of success.

Elizabeth listened...

****

"It's a one-way mission and likely a death sentence, but if it succeeds, we can save billions, maybe trilliions of lives."  The Duchess addressed her world.  "I will not accept volunteers who have small children, nor volunteers whom have not made some preparation to have family, nor single or sole surviving parents or offspring.  If the mission fails, or if the mission crew dies, I will pay benefits to survivors, and I want there to be survivors.  The Arluna Relief operation is effectively volunteering to be a guinea-pig for human medical testing, I will not accept compelled service, I will not order anyone to go who will not go willingly..."

The first wave needed, according to Huyn's best estimate, over 3000 personnel.  Elizabeth set up criteria that would prevent them from finding that many volunteers, in hopes she could deny her chief doctor and force another approach.

The broadcast, and printed transcripts, of the address were released by 0900 hours after a day's worth of broadcasting every distress, every outbreak, every film and video of the disease's progression and testimony from Quarantine personnel on the line to discourage volunteers.

By noon of the same day she made the address, lines formed at Coast Guard recruitment stations, and requests for transfer to 'Operation Open Bed' had flooded Personnel offices for the Militia, Coast Guard, and numerous administrative offices world-wide.

over a quarter million heard the call, saw the horror, and stood up to fight an invisible, lethal foe on its ground of origin.

She was forced by the will of the People, to carry through with the mission.
"If you have to ask permission, then it's no longer a Right, it has been turned into a Privilege-something that can be and will be taken from you when convenient."

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #199 on: 19 August 2022, 22:03:31 »
253,138 out of 1,568,913,000

out of that 253,138, only 3000 can go.

reflect on that.

By the end of the week, thanks to HPG networks, more applications from outside the plague zone were coming in, requests being made of officials throughout the Lyran member-state.  Many were from deranged individuals, or seeking profit or glory, a few from dewey-eyed idealists or scientific skeptics, or those seeking some personal gain from volunteering to join the effort.

For a pause, then, a break in 'politics as usual', especially with LMC's announcement that the contagion is real, and the publishing of the first (reduced for to prevent a panic) casualty estimates.

which generated panic in many worlds, and many places on many more worlds.

The death toll of the "Arluna Flu" has already reached 5.1 Billion, and it's still growing.
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #200 on: 20 August 2022, 00:39:53 »
There's a helicopter in the yard...

And Debra's digging another hole.  Her father lasted almost three months, there was time, he helped her bury her mother, and then, her brothers.  He taught her things he learned in the service, but eventually...

Eventually the luck ran out.  She listens to the animals in the pens, listens for behavior changes.  The rabid dog that bit her father and made him sick went down, but where there's one, there's more.  The medicine that could've treated it was burned by looters.

The spadework is slow work, and she could have used the backhoe, but she knew she'd need the fuel it would burn later, and the fuel in the chopper's the wrong kind to fuel the tractor.

Faint pops in the distance draw her attention.

south.

She peers over the edge of the grave, grabbing binoculars for a look.

A jeep, coming through a cut fence.   They din't have to cut the fence dammi!

she swept her view, saw one of the cattle on the ground, as the military vehicle slewed to a stop.

Gang colors and Uniform pieces, a few military rifles.  stealing, but is it stealing t'live?

She focused.

Three men, two women. The women are holding their hands behind their backs, the men are pushing them around, laughing. one wipes snot with a dirty sleeve.

she creeps slow out of the hole, and back to the porch, collects the rifle, and slips back to the grave, as one of the men pushes a woman with dirty black hair against the hood of the Militia Jeep, and bends her over.

His buddies are laughing.  Debra adjusts the scope on the rifle, noting known landmarks.

Two of the men are playing 'push me' with the other girl, and her expression is terrified.

Deb works the bolt, placing one extremely valuable, nigh-irreplaceable cartridge in the chamber, and braces against the hole. after a moment, she takes off her jacket in the cold air, and lays it under the muzzle before taking aim again.

Boom!!

the one with a stubble-growing out 'mechwarrior haircut, his braid flies out, and he drops like a sack.

the others react-they frantically look for where the shot came from.

she works the bolt, watching them through the scope as they move to seek cover around the jeep.

Through the hunting scope, she can see the rapist hasn't done up his trousers as he crouches, looking up the roadway.

Her second shot isn't a headshot, it is telling-through the pelvic girdle, into the zone where his femoral artery is on his left leg.  This also tells number three which direction the shots came from-if he were in any way aware enough to think about it.  He isn't, and displays his head as he goes for the driver's door instead of the pintle-mount needler on the back of the jeep.

all too easy. she squeezes the trigger as she follows his motion, giving just enough lead...

Boom!

number three is down, and the women are looking even more skeered, or at least, one of them is, the other is trying to get out of her cuffs, while man number two is bleeding out by the front of the Jeep.

A couple extra hands might be a help, finishing the burial.  Debra climbs out of the half-done grave, and walks down the hill to the field.

"Heya." she says, greeting them.

up close, the women are a woman, and a girl younger than Debra.

"Please don't kill us!!" the woman begs.

"I ain' gon' keel y'all." she tells them, "Y'alls ain't sick, ayeh? Jes..." she studies them, "Unnerfed."  she reaches them, "Them's cuffs, which'n had th' Keys?"

the woman nods to dead guy number one.  Debra kneels, because it isn't any different than any other body, nor an animal carcass for that matter.  she finds the code-key for the manacles, and undoes the woman first, then the girl.  "Come on up t' th' hause, y'alls need some food, an' kin git cleanup, we's deal wi' them bastahds after, hey?" she smiles to the girl, and the woman who might be her mom, or might not be.  "AH'm Debra MacAulliffe, an' this here's mah farm...and y'all?"

"C-Consuela Ornelaz." the woman says, "I don't know her name-she does not talk."

"I reckon thet's fahn fo' now." Debbie said.  "been on th' road a piece?"

"Since Marchford." Consuela tells her.

"Damn, thet's 'couple hunnert kliks away!"

she paused, and finished off thug number two with a butt-stroke to his head, snapping his neck and saving them from the inevitable screams.  "We's gon' haveta be real careful, there's feral dogs about...and hogs."

"If you have to ask permission, then it's no longer a Right, it has been turned into a Privilege-something that can be and will be taken from you when convenient."

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #201 on: 20 August 2022, 01:03:04 »
well now she has a jeep and some real weaponry. and probably some allies.
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #202 on: 20 August 2022, 03:57:43 »
Boojum Shipyard...

How do you build a shipyard?  If you're Terran, you build it with extensive ground-based facilities using dropships to haul components into position to be brought into a massive orbital station where the work of assembly can be conducted in a shirtsleeves environment protected by layers of armor protection.

This is also how you do it at Galax, or Pandora, or Necromo, or any of the big, established major facilities dating back to the Star League, massive, centralized complexes kept comfortably pressurized with extensive gravity decks for quarters.  Trillions of C-bills, Star League Dollars, Kroner, Pounds, Yuan, Yen...

most of all, you have enormous parts of that complex devoted to lifestyle and recreation for the massive administrative staff and senior personnel.  Much of it left unused if a habitable planet is within a few hours to a few days away.

Boojum Shipyard doesn't have the kilometer-or-more diameter gravity decks.  There are no fixed, armored pressure stations.  The components are not fabricated at the bottom of a gravity well in easily protected and guarded factory spaces.

Shirtsleeves work DOES still occur-it's just that the 'baggie' (a pressurized, inflatable plastic-and-myomer 'structure' coated with reflective materials and mylar) is more or less a cheap and disposable element, the framing is, well...framing.  Just enough of it to hold sections in place as they're constructed and fastened.

The one thing common to both models of shipyard, is the Core facility.  This is where alloy slurry of Germanium and Titanium is forced into an alloy and shaped to precise, micron-level tolerances to create the central antenna that makes up a Jump Core.

In ancient days, this was done using a flux-forging process, but it was discovered that for most applications, a simple extrusion would work.

Which is good, because very few 'old style' forges still exist.

Boojum Shipyard has twelve of them-not the easy, quick and relatively inexpensive extrusion systems with an error and recycling rate of around 20%, but old-school flux forge furnaces with explosive powered dies.

Why? because that's what the ancestors of Elizabeth Ngo salvaged and learned to copy from the Rim Worlds Yards savaged by Kerensky's advance and left behind orbiting worlds that lost their terraforming and became uninhabitable, and thus, uninhabited.

The Boojum complex is, based on area, slightly larger across than the North American Continent, but most of it is empty space filled with semi-connected lattices and disconnected substations.

It would take about a day to rebuild from damage that would put more conventional yards out of action permanently.  Why? everything is 'cheap', built to Belter standards and not much allowance was made for surface-born personnel's comfort or the tight, centralized security most major corporations obsess and thrive on.

Normally, the Boojum Yard operates as a subcontractor and maintenance site, providing sub-components to most of the Lyran member-state's bigger aerospace corporations, particularly in the zone of emergency spare parts for those few vessels still under warranty and too far out to reach a more established site.  This has provided much of the work here for generations-a company acting as a 'cheap aftermarket' servicing older designs.

Nobody bothered for years to remember that 'old school forges' are what you need for compact jump cores.

this probably saved lives over the course of the succession wars.

Thanks to the Quarantine, and the national crises, Boojum's main business has been building jump ships for supporting the Quarantine line, their primary customer being Kowloon's own Naval Militia (using generous grants from House Steiner and House Davion).

Elizabeth's 'special project' began before the outbreaks, but it's accelerated.

There are eighteen slips in each assembly bank, the process begins with shuttles delivering fresh, still-warm cores to the assembly frames, where the structures mechanics get to work building the frames and spinal reinforcements.  This is followed by 'bagging' to allow the systems and weapons installations to take place before the 'Drying in'.  The bags are removed upon the sealing of the last external hull plate, the hull is pressurized, and then the interiors crews come in and install the crew fittings, input/output controls, and sundry other refining tasks.

And that's how you build a Sampan class Cutter/Corvette.

It's been streamlined enough that it takes eighteen months from Keel, to first fueling.

Only three times as long as it takes to finish an open-market unlicensed build Invader class cargo ship.

On the dropship line, they don't have to wait the three days to get a jump core.  In 3053, shortly after Duchess Ngo took over, the first four prototype Sampans were being assembled here, among a dozen or so Invader-class jumpships and dozens (plural) of licensed cargo dropships, including several types that were relatively unprofitable for Federated Boeing, Lockheed-CBM and various other firms to support or build for various reasons.

There are half a billion Rockjacks in the Kowloon system, and Boojum Yards is a main customer for them, and a main source of employment.

The yards have been kept very busy supporting the quarantine, and the Coast Guard has had to expand radically despite volunteer units from AFFC trying to shoulder some of the burden of the largest pure naval exercise in the last five hundred years.

Despite this, the highest rank held in the Kowloon Coast Guard remains 'Commodore', at O-6(Promotable) rates for a Reserve officer in the AFFC and only that much influence outside their home agency, which is still technically subordinate to AFFC requirements as a regional militia formation, despite having grown to have more personnel than the entire Davion Brigade of Guards and more responsibilities than many national forces in the periphery.

A Davion General can give the Commodore of the Coast Guard a direct order...and legally, at least, expect it to be followed if not overridden by a higher ranked general.  Thankfully, Victor Ian Steiner Davion has a focused interest in NOT letting that happen without a damned good reason.
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #203 on: 20 August 2022, 04:11:43 »
Damn a AU where Phelan and Vlad might call out Ulric for failing in his duty. Call out the invader khans. That will cause some heavy political issues but if it keeps the blockades going... Hell they might actually ally with the Falcons. Actually where is Natasha? IIRC she is the Wolf Khan in this time frame and Phelan Sakhan.


And he survived to make it home but only to watch his family mostly die... Damn shame but at least his daughter lives. At this point I doubt she is going to join any military. She is probably going to end up being a major leader of the hill folk and the Arluna survivors though.

Edit: but where is the fedcom crash research efforts? Or are they just not shown? They should be able to put out far more effort and experts and if outsiders are volunteering to why not for fedcom efforts?

And wonder how long till say the falcons realize that yard with a few years investment could churn out night lords and other clan ships?
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #204 on: 20 August 2022, 07:30:48 »
Debra needs to fix that fence ASAP!  :o

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #205 on: 20 August 2022, 07:37:50 »
"I would have thought by now...

...you would already have known."  his image flickered on the screen.  The incredible cost of the HPG live-link from Sudeten wasn't coming out of Elizabeth's budget, but the bandwidth meant taking the call, or being charged overages for the undelivered service.

"I knew.  They informed mom." She said, "Who then proceeded to shoot me, and then herself-I survived, she didn't.  you broke her Henry."

"So that would be why I have not had to worry about mercenaries showing up with a black bag then-you knew, and you wrote me off.  how in the ****** do you justify that, Lil'bit?"

"Simple.  I have a time limit." she told him, "More obligations than time to meet them all.  I can't afford sentiment anymore.  Why are you calling me, and who's really paying for it?"

"The Clans of Kerensky." he asserted.

"SO, you're the one they picked to post their 'trial' huh?"

"more like diplomacy.  We DO need a good base of operations in the Quarantine, Liz, and the Clans have science you never imagined."

"I can imagine quite a bit, Henry." she said icily, "remember? I wanted to be a Scientist and a Scholar, but then everyone died or betrayed me and now I'm stuck, trying to save the human race from extinction, but I don't get to have a lab, noooo...I have to ride an office, and sometimes I have to do...other things, and I've got Blood on my hands Henry, so much it can never wash off, and it's partly your fault because you..."

"careful, I see a feeling peeking out."

she scowled at him, and spat, "Feelings are something other people get to have.  Yes, Logically the Clans will need a base to work from if they're going to help, and logically, I know we need all the help we can get-LMC isn't getting anywhere with their simulations and neither are MY people, we're about to put MORE blood on my hands because of it-and the shittiest part is, they're volunteers, the best people imaginable, going into the heat and the death to try and bring relief, while voluntarily acting as live test subjects.  The best people Henry, the kind of people we should never sacrifice.  I tried to dissuade them and it didn't work, it just made them pile up at the recruiting office for a suicide mission!!"

"But you ARE feeling." he said calmly.

"Yeah, I haven't figured out how to completely turn them off yet.  I know it's necessary, I just don't want to allow it-make your pitch, give me a reason to say  'yes' when all I want is to say 'no'."

"you didn't give my inheritance away, did you?" he asked.

"No. It's even still in your name." she admitted, "I couldn't make myself strike you out."

"Clan Jade Falcon wants basing in the Kowloon system, Liz, are you going to try to deny it to them or not? because if you are, then I've got news for you, Grandfather gave me that land in his will.  You can either strike me from the rolls, or back down and let me claim it...and if you let me claim it, I can introduce you to my friends, including some of the most brilliant medical research experts in the whole of human space."

she pinched the bridge of her nose.  "You want Hue."

"yes."

"Fine, but your guests will have to follow agreed on rules." she stated, "So, big brother, let's Negotiate. We'll start with the easy one-Scientists.  I want all the ones you can grab, and I want them working with mine, and with LMC's people to crack this thing."

"That's a given." he nodded.

"AND I want No Secrets.  Everything, every theory, every experiment, every failure, gets published and distritbuted to the public, as in every public that can hear or see a signal."

"All of it?"

"In science it's rarely 'Eureka'. Most of the time the big discoveries start with 'huh, that's funny' or 'Oh Shit'." she bit her lip, "If it's 'oh shit' then the discovery might be gone by the time some security ****** realizes the work's gotta be taken up by someone else to be finished."

He turned to the side and consulted with ...someone.

"agreed."

she blinked.  "Really?"

"Lies and exaggerations are frowned on in Clan culture, Liz.  If I say it is agreed, it is agreed."

'Fair." she nodded, "Long term inhabitants will have to fill out immigration paper.  If you're bringing enough over, they're going to have to participate in elections, including running for office in the Assembly, just like real citizens have to.  You're taking the city for your Clan, that means Clan Jade Falcon has to have a seat in the Assembly...wait, 'seats' if you bring in enough.  We'll have to determine status-of-forces and lines of obligation because I'm not going to cut forestry services for an area that large, and we'll have to establish governance details and resources...and trade."

"that sounds complicated Liz."

"Then bring a delegation of your friends, we'll hash it out in person with the Archon-Prince's man doing overwatch on my shoulder." she snapped, "It'll only take time away from having to run an enduring nightmare.  Try to have your people in the system by May."

"What happens in May?"

"In may, three thousand of the best human beings who ever lived, are going to initiate jump into the heart of the  hot-zone with all their gear to try and save whoever is left alive on Arluna, and maybe give us the keys to saving the human race.  I don't think your bosses want to miss that."
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #206 on: 20 August 2022, 07:57:52 »
Now I'm wondering how the council will take negotiations pre-empting their trial...  ::)

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #207 on: 20 August 2022, 08:26:45 »
Now I'm wondering how the council will take negotiations pre-empting their trial...  ::)
Badly, quiaff?
Or very, very badly.

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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #208 on: 20 August 2022, 08:33:41 »
Badly, quiaff?
Or very, very badly.
there will be fighting, over the not fighting
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Re: The Bed We Made (Arluna)
« Reply #209 on: 20 August 2022, 08:51:02 »
That's an amusing way to put it...  ;D