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Re: Open Orbit
*Aboard the bridge of the flagship, "Famine's Claw."*
*The name of his vessel was a constant reminder of the Lord of this army, who currently toiled in jungles not-so-distant. The Admiral held a cup of hot chocolate in his hands, and he stood close to the view-port, gazing at the cold world in front of him. This would be his latest conquest, and the young leader was no stranger to success.*
=Admiral Seelow=
Officers, *He directs his voice to those assembled at various consoles and control ports: network, navigation, logistical, munitions, tactical, or otherwise.*
prepare 3rd Division for a Biltz; they're to commence invasion operations ASAP. The first dropship planetside receives a unit citation; the first trooper with boots on the ground will receive a Knight's Cross. Mueller, please announce this on the fleetwide comm; it will further motivate our komrades. Lieutenant Bernadette, encrypt and send orders to the "Agathe" and "Rachen;" they are to bombard the main fortification.
*A pause, for the adjutant asks, "Which."*
The main one. The shanty-place that starts with an "I."
No, I don't know how to pronounce it, and we'll rename it anyway.
No --no, not that one.
No Bernadette, though you're getting warmer.
There you go, Idiot. That's the target.
Now, have both ships bombard the stronghold as soon as the guns warm up.
As for us,*The Admiral turns to another officer, who clicks her heels and salutes, extending her right arm forward and upward at a 45 degree angle.*
yes, yes; Hail, Hail.
As for us, warm up the gravity field generators; if any enemy attempts to escape or attack with ships, bind them in a field.
Good? Follow my orders, officers; and do it all with utmost haste, or the Eye will be displeased. We have a reputation of speed to hold up, friends.
Oh, someone send an encrypted message to Headquaters, and Castle; let them know we're in position as ordered.
*The man takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and taking a long drought of his chocolate.*