Mission Outline - Eriadu I.  Situation        A.  Enemy Forces                  (1)    Situation                 a.    Enemy Forces                         2 Platoons NR Spec Ops Urban Specialists                         3 Companies Militia (Mech Infantry)                         1 Regiment Police Force (lightly-armed)                         4 Platoon Armor (16 repulsortanks w/20 armed troop carriers)                 b.    Weather                         Aside from the pollution and cooler temperatures, weather should not be at an extreme from the standard human planetary pattern                 c.    Terrain                         Most operations will occur in a heavily built-up urban environment                 (2)    Capabilities     Coverage of city center, including government plaza and diplomatic areas; also protection of civilian section of spaceport                    (3)    Probable course of action     As other forces are dedicated to defending the rest of the planet, these will be primarily the front line forces protecting the government command center and other potential strongholds.        B.  Friendly Forces                    (1)    Mission of allied units Contact with Eriadu forces are through the former Imperial ambassador Dal Kraas.  In  no way are you under the command of any forces on Eriadu, though heeding their warnings and assisting their goals may be advantageous.         Consider all objectives other than those designated below as extraneous.               (2)    Mission of adjacent units All independence forces will be either engaging a holding front or active confrontation against NR-aligned forces.  This should pin down both groups and prevent any reinforcements in any direction.                   (3)  Mission and location of supporting elements            Supporting elements come in the form of two squads of pathfinders to help the team(s) navigate around the city. Additional support comes via three planetary shuttlecraft; two of which are attached to the orbital shipyard facilities in orbit.  As the military section of the spaceport is off-limits to even VE personnel, you will have to gain access/egress from the planet via a factory satellite.         C.  Attachments Orbital view of Eriadu Map of Eriadu City II.  Mission.  Who, what, when, why, where     Upon arrival to the orbital shipyard Tarkin IV, you will be met by a representative of Ambassador Dal Kraas.  Kraas is the person who requested support from the Vast Empire to evaluate the defenses against the independence forces and to serve as a neutral voice to the chances of success on the planet.  Kraas’ role appears to be two-fold.  One, he is actively working to keep a world he has grown to love free of the New Republic.  Two, he appears to be next in line for a local governorship should the NR-aligned forces lose the conflict.     In no way, should the second option factor in when evaluating the resources needed to win the campaign on Eriadu.  Also remember that the local star systems formerly under Eriadu’s control would not favorably look upon a powerful central government.  Basically, do not make any promises you cannot keep. Your stated goals: -    Provide an internal investigation of the forces under Kraas’ command and recommend any necessary training, rearmament, and material needs -    Provide a threat assessment of the enemy arrayed against Kraas and his forces.  Do not skimp on the details or realistic chance of success/failure -    Do NOT become active participants in combat if you can help it Your Vast Empire proposed orders: -    Assist Kraas with his requests to the letter of the agreement and not a step further -    Intelligence’s assessment is that win or lose, the planet of Eriadu would eventually fall under the New Republic’s sway.  The only true way to weaken the region is to find a way to escalate the conflict so that the NR and Kraas will have to find more resources to fuel the fighting.  Be that either by active NR/Imperial Remnant reinforcements or by mercenary proxy is not a concern.  Find a way to maintain the division, but escalate the crisis into a full conflict. -    Rumor has it that the plans for the latest Imperial close defense fighter are currently onboard one of the orbital shipyards.  Consider it imperative to either obtain those plans without being noticed or altering the data completely. -    Many keys NR field personnel have been noticed as frequenting this planet.  Both the NR and Remnant consider Eriadu to be a strategic piece of the galactic puzzle.  Should word come in of the presence of a key personage, extrication/elimination techniques are authorized.  Command will advise should this occur. III.  Execution    A.  Concept of operation        Scheme of maneuver                  (a)  Formation – for conduct of operations planetside, use best judgment to achieve goals; other targets of opportunity as made available            (b)  Route – to be determined by local command                  (c)  Tactical mission to subordinate units  - split goals according to best use by squad      B.  Coordinating  instructions     – to be determined by squad leaders            IV.  Service support    A.  Supply            (1)  Rations – aside from provisions onboard Scythe, plan on 1-2 weeks carried field rations          (2)  Uniform and equipment – as situation dictates; however Imperial-issue armor is not a recommended choice. Plan on carrying conventional commercial armor kits          (3)  Arms and ammunition – to be determined by squad leaders        (4)  Captured material - to be determined by squad leaders  B.  Transportation  – to be determined by local allies                C.  Medical evacuation – to be determined by squad leaders; there is an independent medical    facility in Dorvalla easily reached by light freighter/transport  D.  Personnel     Wraith squad, Jester squad    E.  Prisoners of war – at exception of important dignitaries, will be turned over to local forces V.  Command and signal    A.  Signal - use if needed; if not, disregard        (1)  Frequencies and call signs            (2)  Challenge and password            (3)  Code words    B.  Command            (1)  Commander leader location            (2)  Chain of Command – en masse, SGM Raziel; operationally, each squad leader will function independently

Kuroishi looked at his Varneck Marine Combat Armor, even that these days was becoming too recognizable by a variety of forces. "Basicly the key is to pack weapons that you can get new clips for off as many dead soldiers as possible.  Though I do favor a slug thrower sniper rifle, a good blaster will still let you carry a lot more reloads into battle.  Just remember what they taught you in basic and that we're playing both sides against the middle."  Kuroishi said to a few of the lingering new additions to the squad before going to fill his own bag of tricks. Kuroishi walked to his new quarters.  It was actually a bit larger then his berth on the CRV Sweetums, though he still needed to keep some of his stuff onboard and on the Royal Barkalounger. Kuroishi grabbed a pair of DL-44 blaster pistols, three E-11 blasters, twenty smoke and twenty fragmentary grenades, and on top placed his preffered incognito armor. Kuroishi grabbed another duffle bag and placed four utility knives, two entrenching tools, his large tool box, fourty kilograms of "door openers", next was his latest addition to his slug thrower rifle collection, a Gimba Arms Fk-17 rifle with flash and sound suppression, sixty blaster clips, and ten rifle clips. "Interesting selections."  Raziel broke the quiet. "I can't pack my favorite sniper weapon as it attracts too much attention from the wrong people.  Hopefully this supposed 'ally' of ours has cleared our way through customs like he's supposed to done or this is one short trip for all of us."  Kuroishi replied. "You've been doing this a lot longer then most of us in this squad.  The newer members are going to be looking to both of us for help when they need it.  Do you think you can keep your ussual style under control well enough that we won't have a whole division dedicated to hunting us down?"  Raziel went on. "Not that it would be a problem if they did but yes I can keep a low profile for now."  Kuroishi grinned.
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

Grizzly rubbed his hands together, then did his best to stand at attention. The room he was standing in, an office in the Medical Academy, was absolutely freezing. The heating had been flickering on and off all day, and obviously this room had not had anything like its fair share. A large, impossibly hairy man of indeterminable age was sitting, back straight, behind the desk in front of him. He was obviously not feeling the cold at all - in fact, his jacket was slung over the chair whilst he sat with his arms bare. He had the insignia of a Major, but several badges Grizzly did not even recognise - but he knew his profession. He was a Doctor; as Grizzly was now a Field Medic. "Well, Corporal, you've passed. You're a Field Medic now. Congratulations." "Thank you, Doctor." Grizzly replied, his stomach suddenly warming with the pride. "Yes, yes.. Don't get too comfortable. Theres a pretty dodgy political situation round here right now.. theres armed police all over the place, and irregulars. I don't know whats going on, but perhaps this will help." He passed up a scrappy piece of paper, which Grizzly accepted and read. 'CPL Grizzly: Report to the Squad ASAP. No Imperial Armour. Light weapons. Medical equipment. Bring list of equipment needed. SGM Raziel.' Grizzly frowned. It was a vague message, but it was obviously the best he would get. He had been in the Academy for about a month now, training his medical skills to become a full Medic. He had hardly seen his squadmates, but was looking forward to terrifying them with his gear. Now he would get his chance. "Good news?" The Doctor asked, looking up from starting to grade a medical exam. "Yes, sir. I'll be leaving the Academy at once sir." "Well, good luck. Do us proud.." The Doctor replied. His tone almost suggested that Grizzly would not even get a chance to do him proud. "Thank you sir." Grizzly gave him a sharp salute, turned round, and walked out of the room - grinning all the way. ----- TIME: A few hours later, after a couple of celebratory drinks. Grizzly stumbled into the barracks, a bottle of ale in his hand. He chuckled as he almost tripped over an imaginery wookie, and, after composing himself, walked into the main parade hall. He was met by the entire squad standing, amid piles of gear, with Raziel glaring at him. Several Raziels, in fact. Each with two heads. "Corporal, are you drunk?" he asked innocently and kindly. "Yesh Sarge, *hic* I fink I might beeeee!" Grizzly replied, then stumbled over, falling on to his side. He did not spill a drop from his bottle, so took a long swig. "I suppose you deserve it.. You're a medic now?" "Yesh Sarge! Corpwal Gwizzly weporting! Field Mediccc! *hic* At your servish!" Raziel shook his head and looked at Grizzly, sprawled on the floor. He tutted, and asked for the equipment list. "Yesh Sarge! Here!" Grizzly handed up a grubby list which he had obviously written whilst deeply intoxicated. 1) dithpe dispher dispersal thingys 2) gas mths gas masks 3) three mudbutton appfichotslicators 4) asr assorted mid medication 5) blasterpistollls Raziel sighed and shook his head once more. "Grizzly, this is a disgrace. The applicators, fine. The assorted medication, fine. The dithpe.. eh? Oh, dispersal containers. Why would we need them?!" "Err.. to throw away.. appli *hic* cators!" "Righttt... and gas masks?" "In cashe of gath!!!" Grizzly replied, laughing and swigging his bottle. "Righttt... Oh, for gods sake. Get me some medbutton applicators and an Advanced Medication Kit. And a couple of pistols for him perhaps.. And we can decide the rest later." Kuroishi grinned. "Shall I sober him up, Sarge?" "Yeh, you do that. But don't be too rough!" Raziel gave him a wink and pocketed Grizzlys list. Kuroishi's grin widened as he picked up Grizzly and took him outside - for a good old fashioned Wraith Squad Hangover cure.   ----------------------- TRP/CPL Grizzly/4SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1REG/Lorn IV/VEA

"No." "Please?" "No." A First Sergeant with his foot in a bacta cast whined, "C'mon, man." A sigh came from the other room.  "No means nothing but no." replied Stitch as he came back into the partition of the emergency room.  A broken ankle was by no means an emergency, but for now, things were going slow.  "I refuse to give you meds you don't need.  Go find a smuggler for that."  He returned his attention to the chart imposed on the datapad's screen that he cradled in one arm as he tapped away, updating the information. The man in the cast planted a fist into the hard cushioning of the bed he was sitting on.  He brought his splinted leg off of the foot of the bed and hopped off.  He landed with a wince.  Without a word, he left the room and worked his way to the front desk. A buzz at his comm-link brought Stitch's attention from the datapad.  He brought the small cylinder from his jacket pocket and brought it close to his mouth as he flicked the activation switch.  "Lance Corporal Daevra." The reception was less than perfect, but the voice of Kiption was unmistakable.  "Stitch, it's your almighty Squad Leader.  Move your ass on down to the barracks.  I'm tired of having to look in the infirmary whenever we have a mission." Stitch smirked and replied, "You've got it, Sarge.  I just need to sign out.  I'll be there in 15."  Without waiting for a complaint over the delay, Stitch deactivated his comm-link and stowed it back in his long white jacket.

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Stitch ran his fingers through his long hair.  Long for military standards.  He had fudged a medical order to let his hair grow.  It took some tap dancing, but he was able to keep his preferred style.  With his hair falling in his eyes, wire rimmed glasses, and long white jacket; Stitch had perfected the look of a young doctor.  'Super-Geek' Sokudo preferred to call it. Augustus was explaining the advantages of two pistols that looked the same to Stitch.  He tried to follow, but ended up just faking it.  "...The heat this thing gives off per round is too high for it to be practical.  Stick to this." he finally finished as he handed Stitch the one in his left hand. Stitch nodded and looked at the blaster closely.  He knew less about weapons than he did what women really wanted.  He wasn't sure which fact was more disturbing. Without voicing his concerns, he holstered the weapon and picked his bag up from the bunk next to him.  Inside was a myriad of medicines and equipment.  He could patch all of Jester squad together a number of times before needing to restock...  Or so he hoped.  He also hoped he wouldn't have to find out.
 
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(+)  Lance Corporal Eitras "Stitch" Daevra
Jester Squad - Combat Medic
MDC/LCPL Stitch/Jester Squad/Storm Platoon/VEA/VE

"Doctors, you do a bang up job here."
"Well, they keep getting banged up and we'll keep doing our job."

'Well, that was a relief.'  At least Kiption didn't have to walk his way down to the infirmary to go grab his medic.  'Damn hospitals.'  He threw some cylindars into his pack, making sure not to scratch up his slicing tools.  He made one last look around; seeing nothing important, he left.  He made his way down to the shuttle that would take them up to the Corvette.  He got to the door to the hanger, the sounds from inside already loud enough to breach the door into the corridor.  He sat down and waited for the rest of his squad to show up.

"I guess it's better than rubbing other stones in your pocket."  Kiption chuckled to himself. Stitch looked up, "Huh?" "Nothing.  The others are here."  Sokudo slightly ahead of the others, but one could hear them slowly making their way down the long corridor.  Listening close enough, the slight blubbering of Tylen missing his explosives could be heard; or maybe it was just the sounds of machinery from the hallway.  Kiption stood up and glared at Stitch till he followed suit.  He waited for the others to show up before he gave his little speach. "Now, I'm not exactly sure what Raz has up his sleeve for his guys, but this is what we're doing.  You will not lose control over your actions.  You will not go following some stupid idiotic idea, and you will do exactly what I say.  Regardless of how the members of Wraith act, you will not lower yourself from where I've set you." "Are you saying this to try and get revenge for how we suckered you into that fight with the..."  Dragoon started. "No, I'm saying this cause I don't particularly care for the people we're going to help, or some of the people we're gonna be working with.  I will not tolerate stupid actions.  Now let's go."  Kiption turned and led his men through the door and into the hanger where Razial and his men should have been. "Great, they're not hear yet."  Kiption smiled.  "I got shotgun...." and he ran up into the shuttle.
 
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Jester Squad Leader

Just another pretty face....

"I actually hope not to have to use either of my duffle bags because that will mean we've failed our mission goals, but if we do get into trouble I still want to be able to get out of it alive.  All it would take is one bad run in with an eney APC and we could all be in a world of hurt.  I wish I had GUESSWORK with me on this one but they're off helping my otherself track down a supposed new pirate band."  Kuroishi chatted with Yun as the two waited in the hanger for the rest of Wraith to show up. "Spreading more stories about your 'legendary' troop and ship movement and data analasys unit.  Next you're going to say they know where the 5th NR Commando Division is hiding out these days."  Raziel interupted the conversation. "They're only limited by the information they have on file."  Kuroishi replied in equal jest. Many of the other members of Wraith were still gathering thier equipement for the upcoming mission but should be along quickly enough. "So have you though of how to get that stuff through customs if everything doesn't go as planned?"  Raziel chided as he nudged one of Kuroishi's duffle bags. "Yup.  Managed to have my otherself and a few of our mutual contacts cook up this for me.  It esscentially gives me a buiseness license to sell pretty much any kind of tool or weapon in the entire sector of where we're going until they figure out that there is no such company as I'm supposed to work for.  It ain't much but it should get me through unscathed.  If things go as planned I shouldn't need it though."  Kuroishi replied as he held up a datacard. "We both know where that can get you."  Raziel replied crypticly. Now all that remained was for the rest of the two squads to show up and the operation could get underway.
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

    Raziel looked to Kiption, then back at the squad. Everyone of them was smiling, or grinning. Except for Grizzly, he didn't really know what the hell he was doing.     "Ok i didnt get many weapon requests so take whatever you want that hasn't got 'VE' in big letters down the side. Although we don't really want to walk in for a recon mission with six tonnes of explosives we're going to take some basic ingredients to put something together. Hell we're there to start a war.     "Ok for now you just play along. Kraas is, as far as you are concerned, an ally. We will play along nicely, assess what he's got, assess what the repulicans have going for them and knock up a report. However, do not under any circumstances accept any orders from Kraas without consulting me. We don't know if he has any hidden agendas as well."     "So we havent got anything else planned out yet?" Asked Bronx     "No not as yet, we'll discuss that after we've seen what they're both armed like and what their defences are like."     "Ok lets get loaded up onto the scythe." (where is the rest of my squad? *evil glare*)
 
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SL/SGMTRaziel/4SQD/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/Tadath/VEA/ {EW1} {WoS} {VP}
Squad Leader - Squad4 Wraiths
"Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music." Kristian Wilson, Nintendo, Inc, 1989.

OOC: Somewhere, in a windowless office, a story editor balls up a piece of paper and tosses it into a waste receptacle.  So much for that plot twist. Damn, I thought no one was going to catch that.
 
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PRF/BG Fury/VEA/TADATH/VE [PoC][SotE:HC][SotE:VEA][IOC]
Regimental Commander
Shopkeeper - Imperial Center

[Fine if I have to leve behind the premade door openers I'll just have to improvise, I'll even let the frag grenades go but can I at least keep the smoke grenades?(no big deal if I can't I can even improvise that but I'd rather not)] Kuroishi didn't like the idea of starting a war with nothing more then a few blasters, a decent sniper rifle, and a suit of heavy commercial armor.  At least he still had his tool kit as well. "I'll be right back."  Kuroishi said as he dissappeared from everyone's view. Kuroishi reappered with another duffle bag carefully closed. "Allright what's in there."  Kiption grilled Kuroishi. "Nothing heavy I promise.  I may be many things but I've always have done a decent job of keeping my word.  I just don't feel like dying when we meet an APC determined to kill us and we don't have anything more then blasters to keep ourselves alive.  It'll even get through customs without incident."  Kuroishi replied. Kiption not buying it opened the duffle bag only to find common house hold items and ration packs.  Sifting further Kiption could not find any explosives, heavy automatic rifles, not even anything more then the standard industrial torch in Kuroishi's tool kit. "I expected as much, but you see nothing that will even peek the interest of a custom's officer.  A run of the mill tool kit, blasters that are commonly found in the area and are legal by the planets weapons codes, armor that is also perfectly legal, and a sniper rifle that I haven't even tried in combat yet but should still provide decent penetration against most personal armor, I hope."  Kuroishi grinned bak repacking his dufflebag. Kuroishi just sat back and waited soon one way or the other the mission would have to get underway soon even if not all of Wraith was present.
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

Yun grabbed the last two bags trying to fight off his stomach from releasing his lunch.  He walked as fast as he could down the narrow hallways.  After about 5 minutes of walking he arrived at his bunk.  His whole squad was packed into the cramped quarters and the floor was littered with bags.  Yun navigated through the bags being careful not to step on any of them.  He looked at Raziel who had just stood up, the squad instantly gave them his attention.  He turned to his squad and said in a stern tone "This mission is important to me, you, all of us.  We need to impress HQ and show them exactly what we can do in real combat.  I need all of you to follow orders and not fool around or anyone try to be a hero.  the fighting might be tough and we need to be prepared for that."  Raziel began to pace a bit back and forth as if a bit nervous or somethig was on his mind "I um.... well in case of an emergency i have packed somehting that might turn up to be...well usefull lets put it at that." Before anyone could question that comment Raziel moved on "Now I want these bags organized and lights out in 0300 hours.  understood?" "Yes, sir" Came a roar back from the men.  The men all got there bags and began sorting and unpacking parts of there bags.  As yun was unpacking he noticed that Raziel had picked up 2 bags one of them looking extremly heavy and very large.  Yun looked for another moment until Kuroishi punched him in the arm and said look "Yun is starin and Raz's ass" Yun turned around and said "Aww its too bad im not gay.  But i got ma reasons to question what you are"  The room erupted as both of the two men exchanged insults as they joked around.
 
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Whatever floats your boat

[No answer eh?  I guess I'll just have to improvise my smoke grenades as well.] Kuroishi thought about doing something to Kiption for laughs but he knew that would only cause Kiption to try to assign even more menial tasks to him.  Fortunately Kuroishi had managed to use an obscure reg about conflicting orders from squad coms to get out of anything Kiption had ordered him to do so far, though he that wouldn't last much longer if he stayed too close to Kiption. Aside from the jokes between himself and Yun, Kuroishi had been contemplating the upcoming mission.  Kuroishi knew he could probably escalate the NR side of the conflict without depriving it of key personel that could actually sway the NR into joining the fight but he wasn't so sure if he could do that to the Imperial side of the equation. Everything was going to come down to a martyr versus persuave charismatic leader problem.  Even if Kuroishi made a martyr out of all the important leaders of the NR side of the conflict it still didn't always take a persuasive charismatic leader to persude the NR into helping such a rebellion.  While on the other hand Kuroishi could create martyrs out of a great many leaders of the Imperial side of the revolution, but with the current state of affairs in the Remnant camps it may not be possible for whoever takes over to get any help from them. Then there was the fact that he knew he was being sent to an area that was known to have APCs and other armored vehiclas without any real tank busters, while he could engineer something out of the various house hold items he was packing, he still didn't like the odds. Kuroishi even then had a brilliant thought.  Deciding to keep it to himself Kuroishi grinned happily as he realised the possibilities, and all he had to do was make the enemy blind for a moment.
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

Kuroishi had been hiding out in the observation area for most of the trip since he knew it would be rather unlikely for Kiption to bump into him there. The tension of the lack of someone to meet them was starting to get to some of the troops.  Already rummers were spreading on the small ship.  Even Kuroishi himself was begining to think that things had already gone off schedule. At least he managed to have something of a backup plan in mind if they really needed to get on planet. Kuroishi walked away from the observation area and wandered toward his berth.  Kuroishi was kicking hiself for not remembering some graple rods but knew he should be able to find some alternative on planet if he actually needed it. Despite everything else Kuroishi still managed to maintane a sense of professionalism that many assumed eluded him due to his great deal of psycosis. Kuroishi fell onto his bunk and fell asleep, figuring he might as well since there wasn't much else for him to do.
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

Kuroishi already had waken from his nap and had ate a meal in the galley before the summons to the Wraith briefing room was made over the com system. Kuroishi entered the room with the rest of Wraith.  Most of the others looked already burned out and half dead.  This did not bode well for the upcoming mission, only a few troopers in condition to handle an assignment this grandeous meant nothjing but trouble. "I called this briefing as it is time to decide who will be making the raid for the plans of the new fighter, either for capture or destruction of said plans."  Raziel said almost silently acknowladging Kuroishi's assesment of the squad. "Shouldn't we be including Jester on this briefing sir?"  Yun interupted from the back row. "Yes and they should be here shortly.  I asked them to prepare thier plan for aquiring or destroying the plans.  While they are deciding thiers we shall decide ours and I shall select the better plan and the squad that created that plan will carry out the operation.  I know this isn't much time but I know you are all professionals and are up to the challenge."  Raziel replied. "Well then we better come up with a heck of a plan.  Jester has some real talent in it but I think we got a bit of an edge in expierience."  Kuroishi said as his evil wheels started clicking in his head. Kuroishi's plan was fairly simple.  He knew that the fighter designs would be on one of the platforms but he didn't know which one.  What he did know is that a goverment office computer would know, or he could at least get enough information to make an educated guess at which platform it was on. After that it was only a matter of getting a slicer to the station's computer.  Everything else would have to be permutated on the fly as any plan of battle never remained unchanged after contact with the enemy. Now all they had to do was wait. [If there is a problem with this idea please let me know, but I think I've still got everything laid out that it's still Raz's decision who does what(after all he is in overall command)]
 
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The Head Terrorist
Great Death Leader of the Fallen
The Chief Instigator of Pain and Terror
GN Daishi(2LT Kuroishi)
"Victory through terror, terror through infiltration. Redefining pain and suffering since 2000 and damn proud of it."  Fallen Angels motto.

(OOC: Don't bother changing it now, but a Corevette can't hold fighters. Just thought I'd tell you for future reference.)
 
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OO/GN Sierra "Talon" Taurus/HC-3/VEHC/VE[BC][IOC][LoC][SoS][BM][CDS][MSM]
DGM-SL/KPX "Nightblades"/DC-2/Elite Griffen Sect/VSD-II Griffen/VEDJ/VE[IOC][OQD][WoS 2nd Class]
CEO Sierra "Talon" Taurus/ECHC-1/Endoven/Dome 8473/VEEC/VE
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SCAP/COM Vincent "Claw" Taurus/ISD Nemesis/Offensive Fleet/VEN[=A=][LoM][IOC][IC2]
CE Vincent "Claw" Taurus/Endoven/Dome 8457/VEEC/VE