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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Sept 3, 2013 19:26:00 GMT -6
It had been months since they heard anything from the SF Division or anyone from the Cylon Home World and it had been throwing Michael off his game since he didn't have a purpose anymore even more him and Alice were the last SF's period since the SF assets got absorbed into the Marine Corps; effectively wiping them out. He was supposed to join the President in a service to honor the new memorial in Corinth devoted to the SF Division but he wasn't ready to throw in the towel but he also made Sam a promise which he would have to go back on. Stepping into the War Room, he ordered everyone to leave except for Alice as he undid his tie as he took a seat only to notice no new news came in which ticked him off since he knew someone had to survive whatever happened down there and yet they wouldn't let all this time pass. He has asked Alice to join him here early on but now he wondered if he asked her to miss out whatever trouble his fellow SF's had stirred up, getting up as he changed the lights to a light blue to get rid of all the red which filled the room regularly; "Alice, I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to do. We're the last of the SF Division and yet everyone is telling something that I know is impossible, any thoughts?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2013 13:27:19 GMT -6
I wouldn't take what they say to heart. If we want this war to end, we need to find Cavil and go for the Imperial Leader. Those two are the main components of the Cylon Empire, the Creator and the toaster in control. We have news that Cavil is somewhere on Terra. Another attack perhaps? Its very possible. She looks over the reports, What about the plan you had... turning their own Centurions against them... that would get them from inside their own ships. No mess for us expect the hardware exchange. Just tap into their Centurions and reboot them. And with the basestar we took over, another piece closer to check mate.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Sept 4, 2013 17:33:32 GMT -6
Turning to her, it was a brilliant idea but for now they use Centurions as spies against their will which has been even more successful and there was the glitch in the SF Network which was quite odd since it happened right after they lost contact with their ground forces. "Frak Cavil and what Imperial Leader," bursting out as punched the table, not even cracking it, "their Imperial Leader is nobody shit they all tried fighting for the status and nobody has it even that bastard Alex proclaimed to be the leader and lost it less than a second later. Let's just say if the Cylons have wiped out SF Division, we're the only two that balls to do anything," pausing as he brought up the current status of Terra, "the Marines are on full defense and the Colonial fleet doesn't have the balls to fight...but if they did survive then there would be some rise of the phoenix shit and trust me the Cylons will quiver over shit like that," picking up a glass of water as he zoomed out and returned it to the main screen.
Sitting up on the table, he pulled out an old patch that Tom gave him almost 3 years ago, "Our greatest advantage, the tactical pads and our greatest networks, have been offline for months and the Gondawans can't find a way to fix it. We lost our advantage which may have cost us this god'damn war!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2013 18:02:07 GMT -6
But if we take out Cavil, then who would be left to create more Cylons? Certainly not Alex. She shakes her thoughts around as he continued. I can try to see what I can do with the networks. It seems I am the only IT around here as well. If anything I can at least get that going and the Cylon over ride. She looks around the war room, finding it up to date just offline to their networks. In the meantime, we haven't lost this war yet. It won't end until the last of us are gone. And it will take a hell of a lot to kill me. She smiles and rises an eye brow as she plans out how she will get the networks going.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Sept 4, 2013 18:18:36 GMT -6
Grinning as he listened to Alice, "Alice, their operation is bigger than Cavil and Alex, let's face it we bring back the Division and we can crush them overnight with pure power and let's face it the only reason the Cylons took out our Division is cause for once they were scared of us," walking over as he patted her on the shoulder before pulling out his useless tactical pad which was still connected to the network, "nobody knows the SF Network is offline not even the President cause our old power is the only thing we have left. Fix the network and sharpen your combat skills cause I'm not going to walk around waiting for death but I've gotta break one promise that I was hoping not to break," it was a hard promise since now he had to retrieve Jack's body or go hunting for his brother not sit onboard this luxury liner hoping for the best.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2013 20:37:19 GMT -6
Yes Sir. I will get started on both. With any luck we should be up very soon. She salutes him quickly, Whatever it takes, don't break a promise. Especially to a woman. She smiles and sits down at the Communication table to begin to recover the network.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Sept 4, 2013 20:46:30 GMT -6
Taking off his jacket, he set it down on the table as he reached underneath the table to pull out a shoulder holster, slipping it on while keeping his back to Alice; "I'm going have to break it to haul Jack back here which means I'm hauling you into hell with me as well as a frakkin pilot and 2 other poor bastards cause gods know we can't go searching enemy territory alone," reaching under the table as he pulled out two pistols to place them in the holster before slipping back on his jacket.
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