Inside The Gnarled Wolf's Bridge
Grell tapped the 5 number code to the bridge and the door opened, the light glow of the consoles scattered about giving a faint green and red tint throughout the room. Stepping into the familiar setting he looked among the seats seeing only two people here. Mike and third in command Felicia Williams.
“Welcome to the bridge sir.” she said still going over the data from the flight logs.
”Its good to be back.”
Taking a step towards the commanders seat he looked it over. It sat raised above all others in the center of the room. It had been designed that way so that the man in charge could lead from a position of authority, a design that had came with this older ship design. Swinging the chair around he took a seat and set his fingers on the keyboard infront of him. Typing in a list of the commands onto it data began to pour from the computer about the ship status.
“Alright Mike bring us out of jumpspeed in 30.”
“Already set and done, we should see the view soon.”
Grell, was still looking over the ship diagnostics when the lights flickered and dimmed, gravity lessened to less then half the normal, and the feeling of nasua set in from the sudden change in acceleration. In only a few seconds time all went back to normal the frontal screens coming on to show the view. Three Planets were visible, the last being to far away for such a broad capture to see it in any detail. The ones controlled by Tirion Republic were obvious with immense shipyards over them. Space cranes, and stations seemed to be working nonstop on the construction of a new capital ship in the works. Takeing all this in one would believe the death star could have been built there. Residing rather close were they came out of hyperspace, a cool blue planet had only a small space-station atop it, the ground inhabitants below obviously only just beginning to get a colony up.
“Sir we are being contacted by the Tirion BattleCruiser Deathstar, they want to know our business here.” Felicia said now looking at Grell.
Typing in a line of commands he forwarded his info to the battleship.
“Continue towards the planet Tennos, we should have no more trouble.”
The old ship moved forward silent in the depths of space. It moved closer to the massive shipyards and planet showing the scope of the operation up close. A zoomed in view of the planet showed it was lush with green forests and covered in oceans. The beautiful scene however was abit ruined by the popping up of cities distributed among the planet. The larger ones had even began a green flow spreading out in the oceans. He looked over the areas on the planet not knowing were they were going due to Mikes secrecy.
“Alrighty Mike, the dropships prepped I know that much, but were the hell are we going?”
The image on his screen zoomed to a major city near the ocean, constant streams of aircraft and ships in the water streamed in and out of the area. Skyscrapers loomed from the center of the city, the edges seemed to be largely used for housing and similar.
Mike began by highlighting one of the taller buildings which was a curved design elevators visibly running the side of its length. It glowed with activity, two of the levels even held their own landing pads.
“This is the building we will be going to, it is the area where much of the trade agreements and higher ups rest with the last say in decisions.”
“Very poetic, take us into a stable orbit-.” he tapped the coordinates into his console “at this location. You will also have the ship till me and Mike get back, take care of her.”
“Yesir I wont crash her into anything you wouldn't.”
“That scares me.” he said to himself now leaving the bridge with Mike at his side.
Dropship Heading towards Tennos
Mike had gotten the cloths ready for this meeting, they now both sat dressed up in suits while riding the dropship meant for soldier down to the planet. Checking it over Grell pulled at the tie abit hating how it hugged his neck.
“Common man, do not mess up your tie. This is an important meeting to get some extra forces on our side.”
“Yea, yea. First time I actually have to wear this suite aswell. If not for the importance of this 'diplomacy' I would of tore it off seconds ago.”
“Well try to hold out atleast till we have a solid deal with the man.”
“Aw so you do know who we are dealing with. So we playing good cop bad cop?”
“Just leave the diplomacy part to me, you can come in with major suggestings. I know you wont fail in that aspect.”
“Ofcourse not, you handle the pretty words I handle the big-bangs.”
They both began to laugh when the speaker for the dropship came on, and a female voice began to talk.
“Alright we are landing, when can I expect to pick you boys up from your little party?”
“I say about 3 hours if we are lucky.” Mike stated as he got up and grabbed the bar next to the bay door.
The ship decelerated steadying out and a light thump was heard as the ship made contact with the pad. Getting up, Grell fixed his tie and joined his friend as the landing ramp extended and they stepped out into the bright world. Looking up one could see flying vehicles zooming by, the sound of work was all around, it was industry at its finest. Taking a sudden dislike to the world Grell looked at Mike and gestured towards the building.
“Well gentleman first my friend.” and they proceeded in.
Inside Tirion Headquarters
“Mike, we have been waiting here an hour. I understand you have contacts, but aren’t we abit higher than some nobodies waiting for the higher classes as they sip there expensive water?”
“Grell, you and I both know they don't like pirates, they probably would not have even seen us if it were not for the importance of claiming these worlds back from the Outsiders. So don’t complain and wait for us to get in.”
Letting out a sigh Grell stood and went over to a nearby window watching the ships go by. A moment later the door to the office opened and a woman came out to meet them. She wore a black dress, with a pair of exotic red high heels. Grell looked her over and though keeping a nuetral expression, knew she was a trained killer.
“We are sorry for the wait, Mr. Hendman man is now ready to see you both now.”
Walking over to Mike, whom stood up,checked his tie, and gave a curt nod to Grell and they both followed the woman. She led them up a small flight of stairs to a tall area of the building leading to the top.
“Enter through that door there and when you are finished I shall escort you out.” she said opening the door for both of them.
The inside of the office was quiet different then Grell had expected, the walls were lined with components of machinery, gun batteries, even what seemed to be a piece of the original siege tank design. The man sitting behind the desk in the center of the room turned from the open view of the city from the glass window behind and closely observed the two of them. He seemed to be in his older 60's a the beginning of grey showing on his beard and in his thinning hair.
“Please have a seat both of you.” he said gesturing to the two chairs which rose up from the ground in an odd fashion that almost seemed like they hovered. Grell took his seat with Mike close behind.
“Now you gentleman are here for important reasons I know, but I will say I do not expect much of your kind.” he said, taking a cigar out from behind his desk.
“Well I believe we both share a common interest, as you and I both know the recent movement of the Outsiders has not only cost the loss of your world, but of Aranov's, and Magrathean's aswell.”
Lighting the cigar he took a puff of it and thought it over. “Yes, you come to make an offer for our support none the less. I can understand you would like a fleet, but tell me what is it we gain from this?”
“The outsiders have been a nuisance nonetheless. Taking them down here and know will crush any counters they could pursue on other worlds, and get you back the planet you once held. Im sure you can see the strategic value in this aswell.”
“Yes I do, but I have no reason to send my people into such a danger. They took over the three planets that resided in the system and are no doubt setting up defenses against a counter attack of such.” He let out another plume of smoke watching it drift into the air and fade. Grell tired of this mans weakness leaned forward and spoke.
“So you will do nothing but let your own colony be kept by those rouges. I say either you step in to support us or gain us the support we need.”
“So trudge off to war blindly with you and your legion of pirates is the answer? No I don't think I will do that. As of what I have seen you have some pirate fleets at your disposal, and that heap of junk in orbit you call a ship. I will not help you in any way if that’s all you have going for you.”
“You seem to be to stuck on your belief of me and my friend here. Are you to blind to realise that your planet was attacked and ripped from your grasp by the outsiders. I think you also underestimate my ships and mens capabilities. If you refuse to take back this planet, your letting the Outsiders have not only your planet, but your allies aswell. Who says they wont use that as a staging point to gain even more ground.”
“Yet I dont see you and your zealous pirates coming in to take back a planet. Conflicts with the Zerg and Protoss could already cut us short as it is.”
“This will cut into you, allow for them to hit you when your weakest. This war has shone that people don't unite when global conflicts arise, it makes them greedy and separate from others. I am offering a chance to git rid of your Outsider problem, and give you back your land. I am only asking for your support!”
“Then tell me how do you plan on taking back these planets. I don't assume you will gun-ho rush them in hope of winning.”
Mike cleared his throat and brought up some plans on his datapad showing the combined power of the pirate ships and Tirion support.
“I believe that by using the pirates on an assault on there main base of operations, and the support ships along with our flagship leading a second flanking assault on the second planet will allow us to in quick succession take back these planets. The problem is our current numbers will not be sufficient, or will causes more loses than necessary.”
“Also due to the use of bunkers and infantry tanks will give us a significant advantage against the cannon-fodder infantrymen they have. With some precision drops from medivacs having a tanks get into position and a slow push forward with marines and the pirate forces we should be able to quickly move in and lockdown the area.” Grell responded
“I see.” he looked over the plans, checking over the data not twice, but three times to get it through his head. He took another huff of his cigar then looked at the two of them.
“You will have my support, but I do have something on the Outsiders that might interest you.” He tapped onto his desks console sending the specifics of one of the outsider ships to Mikes datapad.
Grell leaned towards his friend to look over the ship, wondering what was in store.
“The ship you see there is a Tirion design, a prototype we were testing before the attack on the system. If possible I need you to board the ship, get any relevant data, then either capture or destroy the vessel.”
Mike checked it over then realized the sheer strength of the ships hull. Though it was lighter on weapons and armor then most ships, the hulls strength was magnificent.
“Mr. Hendman, I believe this will be a hard job to do.” he said seeing the ships defences.
“Yes, but you are pirates and I'm sure you have plenty of ways to crack into a ship and steal. it.”
Grell smirked abit and got up, walking towards Hendman's seat, offering his hand. “We have a deal Mr. Hendman.” And they settled the deal with a firm handshake.
Entering Loading Bay of Gnarled Wolf
The dropship landed and Grell stepped out his suit unbuttoned, his tie no were to be seen.
“I can finally breath again, its good to be back aboard the ship.”
Mike still tapped the commands on his pad making sure everything was in order.
“Sir.” he began.”what shall we do with the Tirion support?”
“They will follow us to the Dinari system so we can get either some Aranov support or push him for more Tirion support. I want to leave system immediately so we can get their soon as possible, this waiting for a battle is killing me.”
“Alright sir it'll be done soon.”
“I know, ill be in my room if you need me, and make sure the new pilot does not ruin the ship, understood?”
“Good, seeya Mike.”
SoA: Grell arrived at Fyrad system and finished negotiations with the Tirions. This has gained him 1 Tirion support which is following him to the Danari system. Grell has lost his tie.