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| Topic Started: May 1 2015, 12:03 AM (1,496 Views) | |
| Deleted User | May 1 2015, 12:03 AM Post #1 |
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Jaburo- March 24th UC 0079. At one of the many heavy workshops located inside the massive underground complex of Jaburo below the amazon jungle crews of experienced mechanics are hard at work restoring the wrecks of gigantic war machinery captured in recent fighting. Examples of five Zaku II Mobile Suits with different degrees of damage that where brought down after countless sacrifices had been sent to the Earth Federation headquarters to help designers understand the technology behind these steel cyclops that the Principality of Zeon had so effectively used against them. Less than a month ago Zeon forces landed in every continent, effortlessly pushing aside any organized resistance from the Federation armies thanks to these terror weapons. After countless battles waged all over the world the Earth Federation had been pushed against the the ropes but now a few privileged individuals in the top brass held the belief that by analyzing these machines it was possible to counter the unrelenting tide of Zeonic giants. General Revil returned from captivity and with a speech addressed that Zeon was also exhausted for resources which gave the defenders the resolve necessary to keep fighting and push the invaders back to side 3. To do so, however they would have to learn and adapt and what better way of doing so than evaluating the capabilities of their sworn enemies? One individual officer stood out from the mechanics hard at work putting together these captured giants. A woman dressed in a black Earth Federation Officer uniform. Her blonde long hair neatly arranged with a black bow and she was holding a Captain Hat emblazoned with a brass eagle grasping the EFSF insignia on its talons. Judging by the way she stood up in front of a wrecked Zaku she was the one overseeing this whole operation. Judging by the gaping holes on the giant chest it had been knocked it by point blank fire from a heavy artillery battery. The few captured Zakus that where still in good condition had been sent to fight at the front lines so Marina was in the meantime stuck with these pieces of scrap. After two weeks of back breaking labor the mechanics where able to finish working in another example, replacing its turn out mono eye head with spare parts from another on going project. The first example of the Zanny, which was a nickname the mechanics adopted quickly fell in favor with Lieutenant Von Witzland who looked over it with wary suspicion. " Now the question is finding someone crazy enough to pilot it." Soon the decision was made to employ a reservist fresh out of officer training, after all they where at war and there was a shortage of experienced officers. Marina herself had only been put in charge of this provisional project since she was one of the few people at Jaburo who survived Loum having a very good amount of knowledge regarding the capabilities of these machines, usually a Colonel would be put in charge of such operation but at a time like this a Lt commander was the next best thing. Now she was expected to gather more pilots to conduct extensive tests on these ravaged war machinery, all for the sake of acquiring vital information that could possibly one day help their engineers in designing a weapon that could surpass it. Cadet Driscoll was the first candidate and while inexperienced his physical evaluation tests was satisfactory, coupled with the fact most able bodied young men like him where instantly snagged away to die at the front nowadays. Instead he was summoned for a secret assignment and with no more information than the name of his immediate superior was sent to the repair shop for his new assignment. Jaburo security was as strict as ever and to reach his destination would have to go trough several checkpoints where armed guards would verify his identity giving updates to their superior every step of the way. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 1 2015, 12:24 AM Post #2 |
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Kyle looked at the Military Police with a bit of a cross glare. "Listen I'm telling you, I'm Cadet Kyle Driscoll with orders to meet with a one Lt Commander Von Witzland." he held out an order form indicating the validity of his claim. "Oh..right of course." the MP on the right said with a chuckle. "Well then 'Cadet' your ride is awaiting you." he motioned to the vehicle behind the checkpoint with a grin. "Don't get lost, alright?" he said to Kyle with a smirk. Kyle rolled his eyes and walked on by with his pack of supplies on his shoulder. "Damn military police and their..." the Cadet grumbled as he walked by, slipping into the vehicle. He sat back as the vehicle drove to it's intended location. Though this routine of getting stopped at checkpoints happened each time, and everytime Kyle had to flash the fancy orders for all to see. "You would think someone would let security know to let a person through!" Kyle complained and would rest his head back. "Ah well, guess I can't blame them..with this being the headquarters and all." he sighed in his seat. With an undisclosed number of checkpoints reached, it would seem Kyle finally arrived at his location. "Yeah! Thanks for nothing!" he called to his driver as the vehicle left him. He turned to look around, looked like at some kind of hanger facility, guards around it and everything. He walked up to the guard station by the main complex. "Cadet Driscoll reporting as ordered, I'm here to see Lt Commander Von Witzland." he slipped the paper to the guard at the desk. The only response was a silly smile and handshake from the guard. "Right, I'll forward it up right away." he said, leaving Kyle quite confused as to what was going on. He waited and looked back to the guard, he was mouthing to him quietly. "Good luck...." Edited by Arithion Ashvor, May 1 2015, 12:25 AM.
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| Deleted User | May 1 2015, 12:55 AM Post #3 |
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It would take more time to fully refurbish the majority of the wrecked Mobile suits being worked upon, Time tht would be put to better use training the pilots. While going over the inspection of the finished Zanny an MP approached her with a message that the cadet she'd chosen had just arrived. " Right on time. we'll be on our way now." The guard was dismissed and she ordered the crew to cover up the finished product with a tarp and get to work on the other remaining Zakus focusing on getting done the ones that where closer to full completion. On the way to meet up with the new arrival Marina talked with the chief of the mechanic staff who had put together an operational manual: A thick book with all sorts of information regarding the operation of this heavy machinery. Before moving to the actual test it was imperative each pilot would study this source of information. With the top secret document stacked inside a briefcase the dame officer made her way to the entrance where Kyle awaited. " Kyle Driscoll I am Obertleutnant Von Witzland." The young soldier looked just like in the picture. Upon returning the salute she motioned at him to follow her to the staging area where the remaining Captured cyclops where being welded back together. The finished Zanny remained shrouded in mystery underneath an enormous tarp. " From now on you'll be under my command. This is a top secret project so you are forbidden to talk about this or mention it to anyone you know. The secret police will be watching every step you make, so dont freak out if you feel someone is following you around. We cant afford to give away state secrets at this point." Straight to the point as always Marina felt it was appropriate to let the young cadet know the implications of this new assignment. " You are to study this documents put together by our technical experts. If you have any doubts contact Master Sargeant Louis Marlowe." Upon handing over the operational manual she motioned at the enlisted older man who was up in a catwalk removing the damaged cockpit components of a Zaku II who had been brought down by a single shot to its crew compartment. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 1 2015, 01:52 AM Post #4 |
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Kyle saluted the Lt Commander Von Witzland, when she showed up, moving to a more relaxed stance after she saluted. He would quickly follow behind the lady, remaining silent as she spoke as to not cause any trouble. Simply nodding and looking around as the situation was explained. It was a bit much to take in, as he hadn't expected a secret mission. He actually had trouble grasping it, until he noticed the Zakus being repaired and worked on. "Ma'am I.." he tried to talk, but then his assignment was given to him. The manual entered his hands and Kyle looked it over. He would carefully open it and skim over page to page. "Drive system? Manipulate the object using the.." he kept diving into it slowly. "Thruster output controlled by.." it slowly came together in his mind. "Ma'am I think I understand, I'll get to it right away." he would snap a salute to the woman. he really couldn't believe it, the book was talking about operating a mobile suit. He thought in his head, something not a Zaku either, did that mean the Federation finally had mobile suits? He was asking these questions in his head, but snapped out of it with another idea. Turning away he would move toward the man she pointed out. "Master Sergeant! Could I borrow you for a minute?" he called out with a wave from his free hand. |
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| Deleted User | May 1 2015, 02:29 AM Post #5 |
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Von Witzland pondered if getting this inexperienced cadet had been the right call to make seeing his overly positive enthusiasms after being briefed on his new assignment. Kyle was like a child, skimming over the operational manual wide eyed, mumbling technical concepts with a degree of familiarity that was amusing to see, to a certain degree. Regardless of all that he was showing a good amount of interest in learning and while his childish attitude was annoying, he was to say the least focused on the current task. " Goddamned Reservist." Grumbled the lady Lieutenant walking closer to the enthusiastic young man so she could oversee their introduction as Sergeant Marlowe instructed one of his crew hands to continue with the dissemble. The sergeant wasn't much taller than Kyle, mid complexion he showed signs of aging and wore thick glasses. he'd been a mechanic all of his career and was perplexed by the simplicity these Zeon mobile suits where made, though taking them apart required many specific tools not available in abundant supply. The spare parts available where mostly crafted in Jaburo based off original pieces captured in recent fighting. He'd only came down because shortly after Kyle request Von Witzland nodded in Louis direction. " At your service, ma'am." Upon a brief introduction both men shared a cordial handshake, NCOs and cadets never saluted each other. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 1 2015, 01:12 PM Post #6 |
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Kyle was looking at the technical manual he looked to the Master Sergeant. "Sergeant, any words of advice I should know about this manual?" he asked with a calm face to the Sergeant. "Do you have or know where I could get another report as well?" he looked over the damaged Zaku. "I'm not familiar with these machines not from what I've seen in the news reports. Do we have any details reports on the operational standards of these machines?" he would pause and look to the Lt. Commander. "Ma'am, if that is okay with you? I feel I might get a better understanding if I have some reports with information on other machines like the one in this manual." he asked and stated. The young man had seen very little about mobile suits in his time. Aside from the new reports of them during the invasion, in fact this was his first time seeing one in person. Hence why his question about other mobile suit related information. He looked between the officer and the NCO as he waited for a response for either of them. He then looked at the manual. "Ummm.... if that isn't too much trouble to ask for, of course." he kind of sank back a little. He was just a cadet, getting a little carried away was making him feel silly now. Edited by Arithion Ashvor, May 1 2015, 01:13 PM.
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| Deleted User | May 1 2015, 01:48 PM Post #7 |
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With a condescending look Marina fierce gaze focused on the cadet eyes." Simmer down, Mr. Driscoll. I will personally provide all the information you might require on this assignment." There was so much Kyle would need to go over that merely talking about it wouldn't be enough. " I can see how excited you are but I need you to take this seriously. it would take a few weeks to go over the theory alone before we move on to the practical applications. In the meantime I would appreciate it if you would stay out of the way of the mechanics until they can get all these scraps back into operational status." " we'll be in contact." Master Sergeant Marlowe was dismissed by Von Witzland, giving the young man a nod before returning to his work station. They where after all in a tight schedule since there was a war going on. " More test pilots will be joining the program soon enough. come with me over here, please." Now that she'd shown the enthusiastic young soldier what this program was all about it was time to work over the theory. The two of them arrived at a briefing room located within the same complex. " please sit down and go over the manual. we'll have a questionnaire with open answers at the end of the day. Then we'll go over G- forces training shortly afterwards so I I advise taking a light meal before hand." |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 1 2015, 02:17 PM Post #8 |
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Kyle seemed a bit confused, he silently nodded and turn to follow the Lt. Commander. "My apologies, I thought that if I had some first hand reports. It might help me understand the material in the manual a bit faster." he would comment as they moved along. Rubbing his neck with one hand, when they reached the briefing room he would take a seat. Opening the manual at the very beginning, reading from the first page. "The RRF-06 Zanny, a restored Zaku for all intents and purposes." he read down the page slowly. "New style head, carrying a visor style monitor, main camera situated above, and a pair of sixty milometer vulcan guns." he noted with some surprise. He leaned on his arm, skimming over page to page slowly. "This theory is extensive.." he rubbed his head as he was trying to bring in all the information. "Alright.." he said and started taking notes from the book. Shortening some information for easier remembrance to him. "If I remember it as this, then that makes it simpler." |
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| Urunobi | May 1 2015, 07:22 PM Post #9 |
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An orange dot marred the blue-grey skies over the North-Pacific as something burned it's way into the Earth's atmosphere, a tiny meteorite that ran astray and was pulled into Earth's gravity perhaps. No, the path was too linear and calculated as it seemed to aim for the coast of California. Though common bystanders and observers wouldn't know what it was, the Zeon forces currently occupying California Base was expecting it, prepping emergency fire crews and a welcoming party of Marines. As it broke through the atmosphere, the searing hot under-side of what appeared to be a ship could be seen as it slowed it's descent and aligned itself accordingly towards the West coast of North America; it's sleek triangular shape and aerodynamic wings blazing a path through the clouds as it's four engines ignited. |
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| Sigma | May 5 2015, 09:07 PM Post #10 |
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Inside the ship's hold, Lieutenant Franz Chen sat strapped inside the cockpit of his Zaku II. The atmospheric entry rocked the whole ship and Franz felt his teeth chattering despite all the cushioning from his helmet. Worse, in his opinion, was the increasingly crushing weight of Earth's gravity during the descent. Then it was over and the flight became smooth once again. Franz flipped the switch on his radio to speak to Captain Rune. "All's well then, Captain? No Feddies about?" |
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| Urunobi | May 6 2015, 03:04 PM Post #11 |
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The reply for the Lieutenant came in both quick and to the point, making one seem as if perhaps it wasn't such a good idea in the first place. Captain Rune lightly tapped the button on her chair before speaking, her voice pleasantly soft to hear yet strangely cold once exposed. "No, Lieutenant Chen, there are no Federation forces where we are going. They have long since been routed and destroyed alongside most of their fleet assets when we stormed them with our mobile suits," she would say, without any hint of pride or nationalism being shown in her tone. "Also, it is Captain Rune, please do not forget your formalities .. Lieutenant." With that, their brief communique ended as the proud Akula made it's way towards the previously Federation, now Zeon-occupied California Base to take in supplies, mobile suits, support personnel and her assigned pilot's. Edited by Urunobi, May 9 2015, 09:34 AM.
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| Sigma | May 8 2015, 12:01 AM Post #12 |
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Franz raised an eyebrow. Either the woman was daft or she didn't know her military protocol. There was absolutely no regulation stating that he had to speak her name and rank. If such a one existed, then there would be no way for the military to function since no one could know everyone else's name. Life must be hell for her crew if she insisted on that sort of nonsense. Her overview of the area was sound except for one glaring exception. The entire planet was enemy territory, regardless of who controlled which portions. Just because regular Federation forces no longer operated here did not mean Feddie commandos or pro-Feddie guerrillas obeyed those same rules. Armed locals could easily manufacture home made bombs. And if they were supplied by Feddie commandos, things would get even worse. The California base was just a target waiting to be struck and if Captain Rune typified how the brass saw the situation, then Zeon was in for a painful lesson. Zeon had no claim to California. How many maps of the area did they have? To what degree of detail? How many hiding spots for saboteurs had been secured? Unless there were answers and data to support the bravado, Franz considered the situation to still be hostile. He especially doubted that they even had enough forces to conquer the planet. Space, yes. But Earth ... it was too big and gravity too much of a hindrance. There was too much ground to cover and too few Zeon forces available. Nor was this the ideal battlefield for mobile suits. Their mass and size made maneuvering and camouflage nearly impossible. Whereas the Federation forces could more easily hide missile armed infantry and vehicles, in addition to producing and bringing them to bear much faster. It would take some time to retool the factories here to produce MS. And then the pilots would have to be sent from Space. Franz doubted any of the civilians in Zeon-controlled territory wanted to enlist right after having a colony dropped on them, having their fathers, brothers and sons killed, and then being invaded. That generally tended to turn a population against an invader. In a similar way to a certain vain captain demanded that her name be spoken to acquiesce to her delusions of what constituted military protocols. |
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| Deleted User | May 8 2015, 12:39 AM Post #13 |
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All in all Marina's outlook of Kyle changed quite a bit as the classes continued. The young cadet seemed to have a natural knack for learning about mobile suits. Soon Marina began talking about her first hand experience when facing mobile suits in battle, according to her anecdotes Zeon aces where all about using boom and zoom tactics making high speed passes to get in close and once they had sneaked up to the battleship or cruisers blind spots they would go on a rampage using their heat hawks of powerful Bazookas. The Lieutenant commander openly discussed with him the effects of Minovsky jamming which was produced by Zeon ships like the Musai cruisers and then spread out by the mobile suits which allowed them to interfere with long range radar signal and laser targetting. " Those Zeon bastards owe their success entirely to Minovsky particle jamming which allows their mobile suits to tear our weaponry apart at close range. It might sound difficult to believe but those are the conditions that have lead us to this point in our history." If Kyle was to have a deeper understanding of mobile suit warfare then it was up to Marina to give him a good idea what this was all about. Now that the theory time was over cadet Dryscoll was taken to the human centrifuge located in a different part of the research facility to train his body to adapt to the high G tolerances Zeon pilots where exposed during their high speed attack runs. High G training didnt end there but after a few hours of being put trough those harsh G forces he was granted a well deserved break. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 8 2015, 02:08 AM Post #14 |
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Kyle was studying through the material vigilantly, it wasn't simple machine operation after all. "Thats right, Minovsky particles disrupt communications and guided weapon systems." he was taking notes to study over regarding the systems. Taking extra care in understanding what the manual had said about controlling the mobile suit. "Well in order to make use of the mobile suits like that. It would demonstrate an understanding of it's controls to a refined level right?" he commented about the aces and Zeon pilots. Skimming over the amount of information he hand, he pointed out certain points. "The ability to perform as though a human to an extend, also lends to the success." he scribbles down notes. "Modern vehicles are not dexterous like a mobile suit, which is why the Type-61 tends to lose in outright fights." Kyle commented. Kyle was not at all expecting G tolerance training, he was quite surprised. It was a struggle at first, but being a big younger that lent him a hand in a way. He braced himself as best he could throughout the training without puking..much. The light meal he had in the morning had luckily gone through and made it easier on him. Even if he was a bit fit and proper from training, he still felt like jelly coming out of the G tolerance training. Kyle just slumped at his table, study material spread all around hit. His head resting in a book as he shut his eyes. "You pull the throttle, then press the pedal..." he mumbled and would look up. "How do they do it?" he asked. "How can the Zeons just so easily go about the understanding of the mechanics of a mobile suit." he let out a sigh and rested on the table. "I'll sleep on it...for now." he shut his eyes again. |
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| Urunobi | May 9 2015, 11:22 AM Post #15 |
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The Captain was indeed a very vain and pompous woman, being a noble from one of the many houses that made up the Zeon military's upper echelons. What little others knew was that the Rune family had been in decline for years, their wealth and heirs squandered upon many fruitless endeavors that cost them most of their fortune and favor with the Deikun and later the Zabi family. It was good fortune then, that the executive officer aboard the Akula was more or less the Captain's advisor upon issues both personal and military. Most, if not all, of the decisions made upon the ship were offered up by this mysterious officer whose similarity in appearance to the Captain could not be denied. The Akula would have met an early fate floating as debris in space had it not been for the modest advice given to the Captain by the XO of the ship. The Captain wanted to charge into the middle of the Federation Fleet during Side 5, following the advance guard into battle, and though the Akula was an impressive ship of it's class and sported powerful weaponry; it was one ship against the vastly superior Federation Fleet. The only reason they won that day was due to their newest invention, the Mobile Suit. So instead of scrapping a perfectly capable vessel on it's first sortie, it was instead relegated to a minor but just as crucial duty functioning as a carrier transporting the new mobile weapons. Afterwards it was just picket duty and shooting down stragglers that strayed into the Akula's jaws. Most of the bridge crew would agree on Franz's opinions of the Captain and her abilities as a military commander. Though the majority of Federation bases had either been overrun or captured by Zeon landing parties, there were still pockets of resistance scattered about, though they would prove to be ill-equipped to deal with Zeon's mobile suits; they would prove to be a growing threat against the men and women that were assigned to defend and hold a position on a planet that harbored no love for spacenoids and held a grudge for the colony drop on Australia. The only reason the Zeon incursion into Federation territory went so smoothly and decisively was due to the fact that the Federation Army was poorly equipped, under-manned and never expected hulking humanoid metal machines to rain down upon them. Nevertheless, California Base was their's and the surrounding area had either been cleansed entirely of or in the process of being secured by Zeon, even as the Akula neared it's destination. Within minutes, the sleek body of the Akula landed upon a strip cleared just for the occasion; it's four turbojet engines slowly shutting down, their high-pitched whine ebbing away. Edited by Urunobi, May 9 2015, 11:26 AM.
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" If you want to shut your eyes might as well go over your bunk. i've assigned you a sleeping quarter down the hall." It was very much expected to see Kyle be in this tired state after having a go at the centrifuge, G forces training was a cruel mistress especially for first timers- an strange analogy to Von Witzland intimate life. Marina might have been an overly strict commander and tutor but she knew Kyle would be no good if they broke him, after all she wasn't a drill instructor and would have to take care of the young cadet if he was to give proper results during the tests. " If you feel like it you can go to the mess hall afterwards, i'll tell the cooks to have something ready for you." All that theoretical knowledge wouldn't be of use if he couldn't retain it and the best way to learn was with a full stomach. While he rested there where other things Marina had to look over, mostly matters concerning the ship that the admiralty wanted her to captain. That could only meant one thing: soon this newly created unit would see some real action. Tests or not the fact was that the Earth Federation army was lacking in man power and soon enough they would get called for front line duty. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 9 2015, 09:50 PM Post #17 |
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Kyle would pull himself up, giving a nod to his superior and standing up. "I will now proceed on a mission to obtain nutrition and rest." he said with a sleepy tone. Marching his way back to the mess hall. Collecting a bit of food, he had his study material with him. It wasn't too long he spent in the mess hall, moving to his room afterwards. He gave his notes one last look before turning in for the night. Curled up in his bunk, and sleeping through the night peacefully. Kyle woke up semi early in the morning, with a yawn and slight grin. After getting prepped and dressed, he would grab his notes and manual. "This might be a bad idea, but I can't be patient any longer." he said as he slipped out of his room. Casually Kyle made his down the hallway to the hanger where he saw the large tarp covering. Drawing close to it, he looked around to see if anyone was paying attention. Noting it was clear for that moment, he looked under and grinned. "Wonder if this one is mine?" he said and starting scribbling on his notes. "Just like the manual said, it was here." he talked to himself, pointing out locations of import pieces the manual indicated on the Zanny. Pretty soon he was flipping through he manual as he kept looking over the Zanny. "Thrusters and verniers are propellant driven." he scratched his head. "While the reactor itself powers the actuators and electronics? How could they fit such a thing into the chest. I can't believe it, even nuke reactors are not that small. At least to my knowledge anyway." he kept taking notes on what he was saying. Kyle was a somewhat bright kid, at least when he wasn't slacking off. "It's too complicated to be controlled by human alone, a computer assists input compensating for the pilot. Well that is how it should work at least, I've never tried it to see." he tapped his notepad. "The cockpit layout looks more complicated then a fighter jet's." he was looking up at the under while he was under the tarp. "Wonder if I can get in the cockpit, get a feel for the layout. They say you understand things best with first hand experience." he asked himself aloud. Edited by Arithion Ashvor, May 9 2015, 09:51 PM.
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| Deleted User | May 10 2015, 02:26 PM Post #18 |
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While Cadet Dryscoll rested comfortably in the confines of his bunk his direct superior was just starting to get really busy with all sorts of assignments Being put in charge of an operation like this meant she had to oversee all the logistical aspects from procuring the necessary spare parts to keep the Zanny's in operational status including of course the vital fuel and various types of oil, greases and coolant to keep the machinery working in top condition. Mobile suit where just like any other weapon of war subject to intense wear and tear between operations so periodical maintenance was necessary to keep them running flawlessly. Not only that but she also received a list of the handpicked crew that where going to be assigned to that ship that was in the works so as their Captain it was Von Witzland obligation to go over each one of these forms carefully analyzing the personnel she'd been working with like a one person human resources staff. By the time Marina was trough with all of her duties it was almost dawn and she sat at her office already having vivid dreams or hallucinations due the lack of sleep. This last week had been like that every single day she was lucky to get more than 4 hours of sleep daily. Somehow the lady officer dragged herself to her own private quarters, carelessly removing her unusual black uniform until she was down to a very feminine set of white lace underwear. in the same pathetic fashion she sat in front of her vanity desk removing all the make up she was wearing before finally collapsing on the bed. Back in the hangar the mechanics where already done with the second Zanny shortly after Kyle made its way in. All of the guards and engineers where aware he was going to test pilot one of the finished products so they figured it wouldn't hurt to have him around getting familiarized with the equipment. With usual dilligence Sergeant Marlowe sent the example to his men putting those pieces of scrap together with arch welding and hammer blows. The noise was constant and the team worked as a team allowing their tired partners to take breaks every now and then while someone else covered the labor for them. Surely they where on the clock but without Lt commander Von Witzland around they could take a more relaxed approach and still yield the best possible results. |
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| Arithion Ashvor | May 10 2015, 11:54 PM Post #19 |
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Kyle decided to leave the cockpit alone, turning away and toward the Zakus instead. He made his way close to them, trying his best to stay out of the way. He began to study the Zaku's mechanical parts. "So the Zanny is derived from the Zaku.." he tapped his notes. "Which means if I could learn to pilot the Zanny, a Zaku shouldn't be too far off." he said with a smile. Rushing back to the Zanny and moving the tarp to reveal the cockpit. With a bit of climbing, he managed to get on top of the unit and give it a look. "At least it has a nice face.." he said with a grin. "Okay so main camera is there, vulcan cannons for interception and small target destruction.." he moved along the chest to the cockpit hatch. "Should be right here.." he looked at the manual and used it to find the switch to open the hatch. Kyle slid into the pilot seat, with a bit of a wince as moving around did hurt a bit. "Oww...alright." he looked at his manual and started looking around the cockpit. "Damn there are alot of buttons." he said as he felt the controls. "Alright, so when I begin." he would read from the manual. Reviewing the boot up sequence for the mobile suit. "Main generator power, balance controls, fire control system settings." he said as he located each panel of switches and compared them. "Alright, so.." without touching the switches he began running over the process. "Bam..bam..and boom." he said with a smirk. Climbing out of the cockpit and standing over it, he gave it a look. "I'm starting to like this a bit more." |
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| Deleted User | May 12 2015, 08:33 PM Post #20 |
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Surprisingly enough no one seemed to have an issue with having Kyle climb up to the cockpit of the Zanny. The suit reactor was powered down so it was impossible to initiate a launch sequence. The only way it could be turned on was with the help of the engineers and even then the process would take a few hours, not to mention they had very strict orders to keep them in off mode at least until trials started;Trials that where scheduled to start next week. Since the dame commander was nowhere in sight the mechanics actually accomplished their task pf putting together the last remaining Zannies. Knowing damn well that giving the news to Marina would end up with them getting immediately assigned to do more back breaking work their leading sergeant gave everyone a prolonged break. The crew had been worked very hard lately so he had no issue giving everyone some off time to relax, sit have a few refreshing drinks and smoke. Even the guards joined the pep talk and games of cards. A war might be going on out there but the men had earned this little time off trough their hard work no one was going to deny that, except their Lt. commander who in the meantime was deep asleep down to her cutesy undies. |
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