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Robotech - Tales of the UEEF (Main)

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Now that the whole team is ready to fly, the Storm Dragons are back in the cockpit to do some more patrolling while the Atlas Fabricator Ship does its work mining some of the heavy metals in the asteroid belt for more raw materials to work with. In the meantime, there is still a search going on for the remains of the last of the missing Garfish Troopships that were lost in this system, and there is a strong desire to try and recover some proof of what happened to them, be it good or bad news.

To this end, the various other ships will spread about the system, and a combination of fighters and Raven EW aircraft will be launched to continue the hunt for your missing crew. Instead of escorting a Raven, the Storm Dragons will be flying on their own with the EW packs on top of Grumpy's and Juryrig's birds, using your expanded radar to do your own search pattern.

OOC you may load your fighter wing mounts up with either mini, short range or medium range missiles; no long range ones since you are not expected to go up against any major targets like a capitol ship.
 
MDS: 8 HEAP
left wing
3 Multiwarhead SMART
3 High explosive (Heavy)
Right wing
3 3 High Explosive (Heavy)
MLOP 15 HEAP mini missiles

Grumpy was slightly unhappy to be peeled away from his work, but hell he had to do some actual work now and again, maybe he'd see something else with fresh eyes once he comes back? "Hopefully we'll find who we're looking for, and alive at that..." the man rattled off as he prepared his missile load. "Maybe we'll get some of our new friends flying out with us soon..." the man took a look around himself, keeping an eye on the scene. It was about this time a certain garudian would've busted into his workspace wanting to bother him, he figured she'd be okay, though he did lock the place last time he was leaving.

Hopefully she didn't track him down, last thing she needed was to be yelled at by a wayward sergeant about not being in the way...

Not that the last time stopped Enri.
 
Scorch is actually looking forward to getting back in the saddle and getting some throttle and stick time, even if the reason is not one that she is happy with. By now, the bruising on her face has shifted to a lovely rainbow of colors as the worst of the damage is fading out, and her ribs are knitting up nicely. Time to turn and burn! This is the part of my job that I just love - getting into the cockpit of one of the best Veritechs out there and flying through space.

She spots Grumpy going through his own preflight, and she fires off a happy grin to him and a thumbs up. "You ready to kick the tires and light the fires?"
23 Short HEAP
23 Short Plasma
12 Medium Multi-Warhead
8 Mini Fragmentation
 
"I spent the last while in my own lab pokeing at a thing nobody has seen before trying to make it work. Honestly, I'm happy to have some time breaking stuff again, you can only try and theoretically build something so many times and seeing it not come up good enough before you start going nutty. how are you doing? heard you got your ass kicked by our new paraxian friends."
 
She chuckles. "Yeah, I got my butt whooped pretty good. I got in a few solid hits, but this chick was optimized for hand to hand combat in a way that I am not. Kara was her name, and she's got more than her fair share of muscle, and all of it was used against me." Amanda goes from the hard point she was looking at and moves to the next. "I've been hearing some good stuff about you and the work you've been doing. If half of the rumors are true, it is some pretty cool shit you've gotten into. The shields that are being developed could save a lot of lives. If it ends up working, you deserve to be proud." She says that with all sincerity, despite the friendly ribbing they give one another. If it works, he deserves a medal for that.
 
As Grumpy works his way around the Valk, he hears a very familiar voice behind him. Its Enri. "What is that? Why are you doing that? How fast can you fly in this? I've heard that some of your ships can turn into giant robots! Can this one do that, too? Can you take me on a flight in it?"

From his seat, Alex gives out a loud belly laugh. "Grumpy! Looks like you've found a friend! Little one, how did you get in here?"

The little Garudian looks up and plants her feet firmly on the deck. "I am not little! I'm just not all the way grown up yet. I just walked in; it was easy for me."
 
Amanda looks over at the little fox/cat/person and can feel her heart just go Awwww, how cute! But, as cute and cuddly as she was, the flight deck of this warship is just no place for a civilian, especially a child! She motions over to one of the deck hands, calling him over. "Perhaps you should escort our little-I mean, our not quite grown up friend off the deck before she gets hurt by someone by accident."

She tries to hide her smile as the little one follows Grumpy around the fighter, wishing that she could take pictures.
 
Grumpy, at first seemed to stare at the machine, letting the voice process through his head for a moment.

Yep, shes back.

"I should've known you would've found me." he turned to the little one, who was currently trying her best to look adult as possible. He slipped out his camera and snapped a quick picture, a movement that almost barely lasted a second with how practiced it was by now. "Yea know you can't just wander everywhere, though it... Is funny." he sighed before looking at the mecha. "This is my ship, one of the fleet's many valkyrie. it can change into three forms, can't do it here but it can be as you see now, change into a wierd... thing with arms and legs called guardian mode and a full sized mecha, that looks kinda like a human, but a big robot." Grumpy explained in the best terms her could to a kid.

"Now, someone is going to need to take you back outta here, Scorch here is right you could get hurt... Though... you.. were kind of around with the whole testing stage of the generator... and I still haven't found that wrench..." he mused for a moment, thinking on it. "..Alright... How about this, when I start getting into that ship, you gotta make you way back out of the flight deck alright? it wont be long from now, and watch out for people walking around alright?' he gave the little one a pat on the head, a privilege he is most proud of having, and readies his next final checks.
 
Grumpy can see her face through her breathing mask is now a sad little pout, but she finally nods. "Ok. I'll do that for you." She then leans in and whispers, "But if you did just happen to give me a ride in that, I wouldn't tell anyone!" With a wink, she then turns to go and sit down on an ammo crate under the watchful eye of several deck crew members, just to make sure she doesn't get hurt in the hustle and bustle of the hangar bay, watching your every move with rapt attention.

Soon enough, you make your way up into the cockpit, and with a audible sigh, Enri slowly get up and lets herself be escorted off the deck, all the while a angry chief is having a 'pleasant' conversation with the people that let the child slip past them onto the hazardous deck.

Alex gives you a good chuckle. "You have quite a touch with the kid, there. She seems to have adopted you as a new authority figure in her life. I just hope she doesn't start calling you 'daddy'!"
 
Scorch waits for the child to leave, then busts out laughing. "You two make such a cute couple! Ever consider adoption? Perhaps you could find her mama and get married! Here comes the groom, all full of doom!"
 
Alex gives Amanda a frown. "Now, now. He's doing is part of being an ambassador to the Garudians well, showing how our races can work together as more than just military allies, but as friends. Give him the credit he's due, just like you get to show off your stepping up to spar with the Paraxians. I think its great." Then, he smiles. "Besides, if I don't say things like that, I might not get invited to the wedding!"
 
"I leave you guys for a bit," Ty says, walking up, "and you're playing with kids in the repair, bay? What the hell has this squad come to!" He wears his sly smile with pride and rubs the back of his head.

Truth be told, Ty had been down with his Valkyrie all morning. As soon as he had been cleared for duty, he went straight for the hangar deck. He needed to be near the bird, like he had left his wife on a business trip and was returning home. He had to comb over every inch of the machine, check every system, tighten every nut. The last few days, it had become a ritual. It was a way of coping with the incredible anxiety to get back into the sky. But, today is different. Today, he'd actually get to take her back out.

"Miss me?" he said with a wink.

6 medium Multi Warhead
15 mini Plasma
15 mini Plasma
8 mini Fragmentation
46 short HEAP
 
Amanda looks over with a smile. "Ty! Haven't seen you in a while. How come you didn't come visit me in my room when I was on the injured list? You hurt my feelings with that lapse, I'll have you know!"
 
"Chief could do all he wants to increase security and that little one will find a way..." the man sighed as he gave a small wave to the little one as they prepared to leave... And here came the words he was expecting. "Shut it Snoopy. Don't make me bring my camera to your next fight with the Paraxians." he grumbled, looking a tad red in the face. "...Always had a way with kids anyways...Not sure what about my face says child friendly though.."

"Welcome back Ty, try not to get too lovey dovey with her, folks might start thinking things."
 
Ty sees Amanda for the first time, despite her being one of the two people he was directly addressing. His words catch in his throat for a moment and he stumbles before he can get new ones out.

"I-I-uh. I ... No reason. Wait, what?" He stops and lets the moment hang too long. He looks away from Scorch to Grumpy. "Let's just get up there and do our thing. I can't take another minute with my feet on the ground."
 
"...I meant the valk but... Well this is interesting..." the man looked bemused, chuckling as he got all of his things where he liked it. "Such a shame there Scorch, though I am dieing to actually try out cooking again... leaving all the cookery to the caffeteria workers is getting depressing..."
 
Alex waves from his spot in the back of Grumpy's Veritech. "Hey Stinger. Good to see you again. What have you been up to?" As he talks, the EW man is busy in his seat rigging up the squad radio channel so everyone is linked to one another. "Comms check. Everyone hear me on channel one? Channel two through five are set for long range chats with the fleet assets around us."
 
"hear your loud and clear Alex." grumpy smirked takeing a slight moment to look back at the guy. Guess he seemed to be in a good mood today if he was makeing jokes.
 
"Scorch here, reading you in the clear. Do you have the download of our search pattern? I want to make sure that nobody gets lost out there."
 
"Roger that, Scorch. Transmitting all flight data now." He sends out the patrol info everyone, along with all the needed radio codes and contact info. "We are due to launch on our run in the next ten minutes. I don't know about you guys, but I don't know if I want to find some signs of our missing ship or not. If they haven't contacted us by now, its most likely that they've been destroyed, and that is a bad scene to deal with. But not knowing is almost as bad. Do you know what I'm talking about?"
 
With a nod, she says, "Transmission received, and locked into the nav computer. I understand how you feel. Not knowing what happened to them gives us a chance for a bit of hope that they might just be stranded out here somewhere, unable to communicate. Its just wishful thinking, but still, I'd feel much better if we could bring back some good news for once."
 
With clearance given, the Storm Dragons fly out of the cavernous hangar bay and into open space once more. It is a good feeling to leave the confines of the MacArthur behind and experience the freedom of flight on your own, and everyone's spirits are riding high.

It is towards the outer edge of your patrol run as you are now several hours out from your ship when you get a signal from the MacArthur. "Storm Dragons, reroute to [coordinates] to investigate the loss of voice signal of Raven-04. From your current position, they are approximately 90 minutes out. Their last signal indicated a visual track on an unknown target, then voice communication was lost, but telemetry is still being broadcast. If it were a Zentraedi strike force, they would have destroyed Raven-04 strait out, and considering that their radar range is much greater than even your EW fighters, they should have detected a Zentraedi force long before they could be a threat. Be careful out there."

Alex repositions the laser communicator to send a signal back. After a few moments to line up the beam, he replies, "Understood command. We are under power and on our way." Cutting off the signal, he brings up a diagram of the Raven EW Shuttle for everyone to see. "Hmm. Lets see what we have to work with. Flight crew of three, but there are twenty electronic command and control crew onboard working the radar. Top speed of Mach 12, so they are pretty fast; not as speedy as a Fighter Pod, but they can outrun Battle Pods well enough. Speaking of radar, they have a detection range of 2,500 some odd miles, so even the fastest Zentraedi unit would be picked up on the scope long before the Raven was detected by the enemy systems. Huh. This is strange. I can pick up the telemetry signal that the Mac was talking about, and according to that, there are no other contacts around the Raven at all." He looks confused. "They are there, and able to broadcast, so why aren't they responding to hails? Its a mystery, but we'll figure it out."

Getting closer to your goal, the group can see from Grumpy's big dish that Raven-04 is right where it is supposed to be, moving along at a sedate speed of Mach 4 as it continues on its own patrol course. Alex calls out repeatedly for them to respond, all with no answer.

Everyone please give me a d20 Perception roll.
 
"You think something is iffy about their comms? maybe somebody left the thing on autopilot...? Not likely but... better than an alternative..." grumpy focused his eyes on the screens before him, disregarding them for a moment to actually take a good look at the thing in full... Just what the hell could be going on with the thing?
 
"They are still under power, and transmitting their telemetry. What is wrong? Why don't they reply?" Scorch works her gun camera to zoom in on the Raven to try and get as good of an image on its outer hull as possible.
 

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