Fleet HQ

[fleetops]

As Commander Percy Jones, Aide to Fleet Admiral (NPC)


As Commander Jones walks into the office, he makes his way to the Communications Officer. Standing before her, he issues an order to send.

"Major, send this message to the Battlecruiser Sovereign. They are to leave the Station at Ares immediately, with whatever crew they have available and are to proceed to their previously issued coordinates."

The Comm Officer took the message and began sending the coded message to the Sovereign.

Flash Message from Fleet HQ Terra

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[NPC CIC]

As the message was received from Fleet HQ, the Comm Officer on duty in the CIC called to the XO.

"Sir, we are being ordered to sortie now, with whatever crew we have on board."

The XO looked at the CIC crew. He then gave the order to detach from the dock.

"Cast all lines and cables. Helm, back us out of here. Nav, set course for the coordinates given to us previously. Comm, send a reply to Fleet HQ we are leaving now. As soon as we are clear of the Station, set the FTL to those coordinates and jump us out of here."

"Helm, aye sir, backing at one-quarter."

"Nav, aye Sir, Course laid in and FTL spooled up."

"Comm, aye Sir, replying to Fleet HQ. Fleet HQ, this is the Sovereign. We copy and are leaving Ares Station now, Sovereign out."

[NPC CIC]

On board the Battlecruiser Sovereign

As the Sovereign arrives at the coordinates, the XO looks over at the Navigation Officer, a young Ensign named Lois Lane.

"Ensign, DRADIS report."

"Sir, DRADIS shows one gunstar on station, the Diomedes."

"Comm, notify the Fleet we are on station and that the Diomedes is the only one here. No enemy contact."

"Comm aye sir."

Setting the frequency to the HQ band, the Comm Officer sends the message.

"Fleet Comm, this is the Sovereign. We are on station, Diomedes is the only one here, Sovereign out."

The XO picks up the PA and sends out a message to the ship and crew.

"Secure from jump, all divisions and sections report status."

[fleetops]

::Incoming message from Fleet HQ::

To Commodore Trottle
From Commander, Fleet Operations

Be advised that the following ships are set to arrive on station:

The Battlecruisers Agamemnon, Hephaestus, Persephone, Castor, and Artemis. All ships are carrying full Marine Detachments and their Viper and Raptor Squadrons. Ships complements are at one-third strength. Additional support ships will be arriving soon.

::End Message::

[fleetops]

"Attention all Colonial military units, we have received word that the Battlecruiser Sovereign is under attack by a numerically superior Cylon force and has sustained heavy damage. The Gunstar Diomedes has also been attacked and destroyed. Maintain your stations and stand by for further reports, Fleet Comm Center out."

[Imperious Leader Kona]

Kona turns to the Communications Channel and opens up a secure line then notifies the Fleet HQ.

*This is Battlestar 53 Atlantia. We have received the notification of the Cylons attacking the Sovereign. We are under attack by a single Cylon BaseStar ourselves. Our coordinates are 44.7862.1 Commander Playtime requests coordinates where we need to JUMP please*

She boosts up the signal as she waits for a response back.

[fleetops]

Inside the Fleet HQ Comm Center

Hearing the message come through from the Atlantia, the comm specialist on duty looked at the Major in charge.

"Major, we are receiving a message, rather garbled, from the Atlantia Sir. They too are under attack and are requesting jump coordinates to I assume the Sovereign's position."

"Tell them we are not certain of the Sovereign's exact position. If they need to jump, have them jump to 3308 7331 51.886. That should place them near the Fleet Station near the far edge of the system. There are a few ships out there already. Other than that, tell them to jump wherever there aren't any Cylons. Right now, the Fleet is either spread thin or still trying to get sortied from the Reserve Anchorage."

"Aye Sir. Atlantia, Sovereign location is unclear at this time. Suggest you jump to 3308 7331 51.886 or anywhere there are no enemy contacts. Fleet is currently spread thin or still in sortie. Fleet HQ Comm Center, out"

[fleetops]

Sitting in her chair inside the Fleet Comm Center high above the planet, Petty Officer Marsala Jovan suddenly sat up and looked at her DRADIS screen. She switched over to a more central view, zooming in on the sudden activity in the planets atmosphere. Following protocol, she pressed the alert button, notifying Fleet HQ so that Vipers could be scrambled now. Pressing her comm set, she sent an urgent message to Fleet HQ.

"Attention Fleet HQ, this is Fleet Comm, we are tracking what appears to be a Colonial transport, above the Gondawa region of the planet. The transport appears to be under some sort of distress. We are picking up garbled comm chatter and can identify that the ship is damaged, over."

Down on the planet at Fleet HQ, a young Ensign on duty in the Fleet HQ Comm Center replied.

"This is Fleet HQ Comm Center, copy that. We are scrambling Vipers already and will notify SAR. This is Fleet HQ Comm out."

[Imperious Leader Kona]

Incoming message on the Fleet Channel from the BSG-53 Atlantia:

ATTENTION ALL FLEET VESSELS:

Commodore Playtime wants all Military Vessels in the area to rendezvous with us so we can re-group and attack the Cylons at these coordinates 3308 7331 51.886

The message is sent out Fleet Wide including Fleet HQ.

[President Benjamen Little]

Ben walks into the Headquarters of the Fleet. He hadn`t been here since he was assigned to the Souverign. Little was now demoted and reassigned to HQ, looking around to see if anyone can help him. "Damn, forgot how big this place was. Got to use to the cruisers." Placing his seabag next to him on the floor wiating for some assistance.

[Jennetta - HQ Exec Assistant]

Sitting at my desk outside of Fleet Admiral Middleton's office I see someone walk in and look around as if unsure where he is to go. I stand up and smooth down my skirt. Smiling as I walk toward him and extend my hand.

"Hello, I am Jennetta, Executive Assistant to Fleet Admiral Middleton. You must be Commander Benjamin Little? The Fleet Admiral has been expecting you, Sir. Please follow me to her office. You can leave the bag in the corner for the time being" after shaking the man's hand I make a sweeping gesture with my right arm and then lead the way to the Fleet Admiral's office. bsgcolonialmarinehq.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=cfhq&action=display&thread=67

[Jennetta - HQ Exec Assistant]

Jennetta dials the Fleet HeadQuarters and speaks with a Petty Officer Marsala Jovan. *The President, Laura Roslin, needs a Raptor over here at her office to take her to Fleet HQ so she can meet with the Fleet Admiral regarding the disappearance of Brigadier General J Castorious. Can you please make the arrangements and let me know when the Raptor is due in?* Jennetta sighs as this means more lag time before they may be able to find the Brigadier General and he's already been missing for quite some time.

[NPC Marine]

As Sergeant Toma Malik (NPC)

Walking up to the reception area of the Fleet Admiral's Office, Sgt. Malik hands Jennetta a message from the Marine Operations Center.

"Hi there, I'm Sgt. Malik, frmo Operations. Here's the latest news on the rescue efforts."

Colonial Marine Operations Center
1645 hours
Status of Gondawan operations

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Colonial Marines have sustained losses during the rescue operation on the Gondawa continent. 8 Marines KIA, 13 wounded. All air support has been suspended due to weather and atmospheric conditions. Colonial transport has been located, field command post set up but attacked by unknown enemy forces, suspect Terran Liberation front. Cylon activity in area but heavy raiders jumped several hours ago.

Group of Colonial Marines captured, no status at this time.

Location of Brigadier General Castorious is still not known.

Will require additional forces to counter enemy activity. Terran forces attacked and halted enroute to landing zone, unable to send more personnel for several more hours.

:::::End Message::::::::

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Sgt Malik smiled and walked away, wondering just what would happen to their people.

[fleetops]

[glow=red,2,300]::::Encrypted Message Follows::::
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Flash Message to all Colonial Units

Classified for Commanders Eyes Only

The following Colonial ships are to sortie from their current stations and rendezvous at Fleet Supply Station.

Colonial Fleet Reserve

Battlecruisers

Andromeda - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yeard
Archer - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard
Poseidon - reserve/on station at Ares Colony
Copernicus - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard
Magellan - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard

Gunstars

Cadmus - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard
Ceres - reserve/on station at Ares Colony
Cepheus - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard
Bellona - reserve/at Reserve Fleet Yard

Auxiliary Ships

Communications Ship Carlton M. Woodford - 186 crew, 43 Marines

Fleet Replenishment Ship Erebus - 154 crew, 23 Marines-loaded with stores and provisions (canned goods, bulk dry goods, uniforms, etc.)

BSS-309 (Fleet Cargo Ship) Gemenon - 435 crew, 43 Marines, 17 Heavy Raptors/crew

BSS-966 (Fleet Support Ship) Naru - 567 crew, 71 Marines, 9 Vipers/Pilots, 8 Heavy Raptors/crew

BSS-92 (Fleet Repair Ship) Epsilon - 356 crew-Assigned 6 Vipers/crew, 2 Raptors/crew

CMC Transport 42 Saipan - 51 crew, 71 Marines, no equipment. Carrying rations, medical supplies, bottled water.

BSS-17 (Fleet Ammunition Ship) Nemesis - 144 crew.

BSS(H)-102 (Fleet Hospital Ship) Mercy - 92 crew, 116 medical personnel, 209 beds, full-service hospital.

BSF(R)-16 (Fleet Refueler) Morpheus - 89 crew (Capacity 6 million liters tylium).

BRT-18 (Fleet Tylium Mining/Refining Ship) Meteor - 305 crew.

All listed ships will be prepped for mission to the 12 Colonies in order to effect rescue of additional survivors and to provide protection for rescue operations. Mission is expected to last 2 years. All ships are fitted with latest FTL systems and will be stocked with provisions, equipment, supplies, and ordnance. All ships will be provided minimal crew strength.

[Jennetta - HQ Exec Assistant]

Jennetta takes the communique' from Sergeant Toma Malik and gets up from her desk. She knocks on the door of the President and then opens it upon the President telling her to enter.

*Madame President, I have the latest news on the rescue efforts straight from Operations via a Sergeant Toma Malik, Ma'am.* Jennetta hands the paper to the President and it is titled:

Colonial Marine Operations Center
1645 hours
Status of Gondawan operations

Jennetta then returns to her office in the outer reception area and resumes her duties to let the President peruse the information at her leisure.