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	<font size="5">Maquis Forces International Chapters<br>		<font size="5">Maquis Forces International Chapters<br>
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Fan Fiction/Memorial Day Defensive 2013

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	"Good afternoon, for those who do not know me, I am Brigadier General Bre Triellis. I will be brief before our illustrious IC speaks. At precisely 13:42 today, Miramak Outpost - a Colony of Zone 4 just on the Maquis side of Breen space - was attacked and destroyed. As far as we know, there were no survivors. At this time, SSD agents, in conjunction with Naval and Marine branches, are en-route to defend against further incursion, and to investigate and assess the situation. We will not rest until answers have been brought to light, so that the souls of those we know and loved did not die senselessly. And now, Force Admiral T'pek."		"Good afternoon, for those who do not know me, I am Brigadier General Bre Triellis. I will be brief before our illustrious IC speaks. At precisely 13:42 today, Miramak Outpost - a Colony of Zone 4 just on the Maquis side of Breen space - was attacked and destroyed. As far as we know, there were no survivors. At this time, SSD agents, in conjunction with Naval and Marine branches, are en-route to defend against further incursion, and to investigate and assess the situation. We will not rest until answers have been brought to light, so that the souls of those we know and loved did not die senselessly. And now, Force Admiral T'pek."

-	As the Andorian steps aside, he can be seen speaking with some of the other staff quietly just after an aide has passed a padd to him that he scans. The IC takes the stand. A tall Vulcan woman with ears only slightly shorter then normal walks calmly to the podium in a simple black uniform with insignia identifying her rank and position.	+	As the Andorian steps aside, he can be seen speaking with some of the other staff quietly just after an aide has passed a padd to him that he scans. The IC takes the stand. A tall Vulcan woman with ears only slightly shorter than normal walks calmly to the podium in a simple black uniform with insignia identifying her rank and position.

	As she speaks, her even but melodious voice fills the hall, “We mourn our lost and even as we give them due honor, we know we can not sufficiently pay homage to the great spirit that led them to become colonists of a new world. It is with their loss we are all diminished.”		As she speaks, her even but melodious voice fills the hall, “We mourn our lost and even as we give them due honor, we know we can not sufficiently pay homage to the great spirit that led them to become colonists of a new world. It is with their loss we are all diminished.”
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	Meanwhile, the MFS Aurora's exec, CMDR Rhym gazes intently at the view screen, seated in the captain's chair while her ears flick from the vocalizations emanating from the stations around her.		Meanwhile, the MFS Aurora's exec, CMDR Rhym gazes intently at the view screen, seated in the captain's chair while her ears flick from the vocalizations emanating from the stations around her.

-	"Security details positioned and ready, phasers charged and ready, quantum torpedoes loaded." the deep tenor of a Klingon at that station announces, as another hisses sibilant over the comms, "Engineering ready for warp at your command, Ma'am!"	+	"Security details positioned and ready, phasers charged and ready, quantum torpedoes loaded." the deep tenor of a Klingon at that station announces, as another hisses sibilant over the comm, "Engineering ready for warp at your command, Ma'am!"

	Another voice chimes over the comm, "Dr. Wyz reporting medical and triage stations and teams ready and waiting." while the Betazoid at the science station looks over to the XO with confidence clearly showing in her eyes.		Another voice chimes over the comm, "Dr. Wyz reporting medical and triage stations and teams ready and waiting." while the Betazoid at the science station looks over to the XO with confidence clearly showing in her eyes.

-	Eyes narrowed slightly, the Caitian First Officer runs the pads of her hands over the smooth arms of the captain's chair, leans forward with emphasis and silkily drawls, "Ensign Cali, plot course for Miramak and take us to warp. We will rendezvous with the Duwamish Shuttle, en route, to pick up our captain." Silently, she prays that she doesn't have to go into battle with this newly designed, yet-untested ship without BDR Triellis in the center seat, her tail giving a slight twisting curl around her left ankle being the only sign of her unease.	+	Eyes narrowed slightly, the Caitian First Officer runs the pads of her hands over the smooth arms of the captain's chair, leans forward with emphasis and silkily drawls, "Ensign Cali, plot course for Miramak and take us to warp. We will rendezvous with the Duwamish Shuttle, en route, to pick up our captain." Silently, she prays that she doesn't have to go into battle with this newly designed, yet-untested ship without BGN Triellis in the center seat, her tail giving a slight twisting curl around her left ankle being the only sign of her unease.


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	Two of the Breen ships had already engaged the MFS Exploration, showing their presence only moments before by opening fire as they rushed from higher to lower orbit to come in at the Maquis vessel all the faster. It wouldn't be long before more of Zone Four's fleet were involved in that fight, though - much sooner than the 28 other Breen ships closing in on the same location.		Two of the Breen ships had already engaged the MFS Exploration, showing their presence only moments before by opening fire as they rushed from higher to lower orbit to come in at the Maquis vessel all the faster. It wouldn't be long before more of Zone Four's fleet were involved in that fight, though - much sooner than the 28 other Breen ships closing in on the same location.

-	In a sidebar of the padd's screen, the Andorian watched numbers and symbols scroll by quickly, taking in the reported movements of troops, both Breen and Maquis - whether they be MFMC, SEALS, or SSD - meeting amongst the dunes and lush oases, pitching short battles and skirmishes, only to retreat and fade back on the surface of this recently colonized world. The Maquis ground troops were hopelessly outnumbered for the moment, but Brigadier Triellis was well versed in strategy and the ways of the enemy forces of the Maquis, and knew that this was still anyone's fight to win. He also knew that there were tactics at work that weren't standard for Breen to use, as reports continue to fly upward along the sidebar of his padd. Many of the wounded and dead of the colony were booby-trapped, rigged with explosives. He considers which of their foes have fought in this manner before, trying to narrow down who it might be by calculating what each of them had to gain or lose by being involved in this current situation.	+	In a sidebar of the padd's screen, the Andorian watched numbers and symbols scroll by quickly, taking in the reported movements of troops, both Breen and Maquis - whether they be MFMC, SEALS, or SSD - meeting amongst the dunes and lush oases, pitching short battles and skirmishes, only to retreat and fade back on the surface of this recently colonized world. The Maquis ground troops were hopelessly outnumbered for the moment, but General Triellis was well versed in strategy and the ways of the enemy forces of the Maquis, and knew that this was still anyone's fight to win. He also knew that there were tactics at work that weren't standard for Breen to use, as reports continue to fly upward along the sidebar of his padd. Many of the wounded and dead of the colony were booby-trapped, rigged with explosives. He considers which of their foes have fought in this manner before, trying to narrow down who it might be by calculating what each of them had to gain or lose by being involved in this current situation.

	As Shuttle Duwamish slides neatly into bay 3 of the Aurora's hangar, he feels the familiar shift against his antennae of the ship going to warp. The captain rises, exits the small craft to join the saluting Gorn security officer who greets him and speaks in a soft but resonant commanding tenor, "Mr. Seurak, it's been a while. Are the troops ready for combat?"		As Shuttle Duwamish slides neatly into bay 3 of the Aurora's hangar, he feels the familiar shift against his antennae of the ship going to warp. The captain rises, exits the small craft to join the saluting Gorn security officer who greets him and speaks in a soft but resonant commanding tenor, "Mr. Seurak, it's been a while. Are the troops ready for combat?"
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	Walking in step with his commanding officer, the Gorn nods once, "Yes Captain, all stations ready for battle. Commander Rhym noted that she is relieved that you have made it back to the ship before we entered the fray."		Walking in step with his commanding officer, the Gorn nods once, "Yes Captain, all stations ready for battle. Commander Rhym noted that she is relieved that you have made it back to the ship before we entered the fray."

-	Both of them smile, the Andorian's antenae giving a slight swirl of amusement while a cold fire seems to ignite deep within his icy eyes, "Then have your team prepared to disembark once we reach the rendezvous, I want our Warbirds out of this action to go with the Impetuous, and moving into Breen space to see if it's the Nausicaans, Orions or Remans that are putting us at odds with them, and why. Your orders and a briefing for the Imp's C.O. are here."	+	Both of them smile, the Andorian's antenae giving a slight swirl of amusement while a cold fire seems to ignite deep within his icy eyes, "Then have your team prepared to disembark once we reach the rendezvous, I want our Warbirds out of this action to go with the Hecate, and moving into Breen space to see if it's the Nausicaans, Orions or Remans that are putting us at odds with them, and why. Your orders and a briefing for the Hecates's C.O. are here."

-	With another stiff salute, the Gorn turns to carry out the orders given, taking the padd Brigadier Triellis holds out to him and hissing a sharp, "Yes, sir!" before the lift carries his commanding officer to the bridge.	+	With another stiff salute, the Gorn turns to carry out the orders given, taking the padd General Triellis holds out to him and hissing a sharp, "Yes, sir!" before the lift carries his commanding officer to the bridge.

	Closing his eyes and drawing a deep breath before letting it out slowly, Bre opens them again as the lift's doors open, ready to take command of the Aurora once more.<br>		Closing his eyes and drawing a deep breath before letting it out slowly, Bre opens them again as the lift's doors open, ready to take command of the Aurora once more.<br>
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-	== MFS Liberty ==	+	=== MFS Liberty ===

	General Trentin Anara turned her XO, her lined face showing every one of her 42 years. She shouldn't technically be in the field. As an experienced General Officer there were other places for her but they had enough marine general staff coordinating this she wasn't vital there, at least in her opinion. And the little ribbon on her dress uniform jacket that proclaimed she was a Maquis from way back, a Maquis who had fought when all still were against them. Not many argued with that. She respected the chain of command, she just didn't accept stupid. Not for the first time she missed her friend McBane. She could of bummed an unlit cigar from him. She moved the helmet of the combat armor to another arm as she shook his hand, “Try not to ding my ship too badly eh Commander?” She asked Lt. Commander Korel Tan. He was an experienced naval officer who knew spacial combat well but she had to rib him a little.		General Trentin Anara turned her XO, her lined face showing every one of her 42 years. She shouldn't technically be in the field. As an experienced General Officer there were other places for her but they had enough marine general staff coordinating this she wasn't vital there, at least in her opinion. And the little ribbon on her dress uniform jacket that proclaimed she was a Maquis from way back, a Maquis who had fought when all still were against them. Not many argued with that. She respected the chain of command, she just didn't accept stupid. Not for the first time she missed her friend McBane. She could of bummed an unlit cigar from him. She moved the helmet of the combat armor to another arm as she shook his hand, “Try not to ding my ship too badly eh Commander?” She asked Lt. Commander Korel Tan. He was an experienced naval officer who knew spacial combat well but she had to rib him a little.
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	== Stage Three: Voices In the Darkness ==		== Stage Three: Voices In the Darkness ==

-	The Story Unfolds<br>	+	=== MFS Aurora ===
		+
		+	Coming into orbit of Miramak, the Aurora's captain issues orders even as they drop out of warp, the crew flying into action to carry them out. "Initiate scans, I want any anomalies flagged, checked and I.D.ed! Get our BB's on the ground and running, along with the Firebirds. And launch the Herons, I want 'eyes on' those southern settlements asap. Then get the shields up and tubes prepped."
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		+	As two shuttles make their way surface-bound to the northern hemisphere of the planet, a flight of six much smaller, faster Vendetta class fighter-craft zip toward the southern hemisphere on a different mission. The Aurora, meanwhile, moves toward the fray that is happening between the Exploration, Liberty and Breen Gor-Taan class battleships.
		+
		+	"We've found the diameter of the Breen cloak - it's a camoflauge holonet - on the western edge of the north-polar oasis, Sir." the Caitian operations officer calls over his shoulder to the Andorian in the center seat, an edge of triumph to his voice.
		+	"Good work, Mr. Cali! Send those coordinates to all active teams on the surface or en-route." General Triellis replies.
		+	"Already done, Sir." his first officer, Commander Rhym, offers quickly. With the narrowing of his eyes and a grim smile of determination on his features, the Andorian holds praise for the well-oiled machine that is his crew, knowing the battle is far from over.
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		+	<br>
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		+	<font color=red> CLASSIFIED<br><font color=yellow>
		+	== Operation: Shadow Walk ==<br>
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		+	=== VSA Warbirds - Waverider: Aurora ===
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		+	CPT Seurak drums his claws lightly on the arm of the chair he sits in, waiting as patiently as he is able. Every few moments, he glances to the comms station, where LT Horner gives a slight shake of his head. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the vessel gives a shudder as it's shields are modulated by a cloaked vessel bringing it under cover. "I HATE when they do that!" the Bajoran in the pilot's seat errupts into the beginnings of a rant before the Gorn and Human officers are able to subdue her tirade with a reproachful look.
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		+	Over the comm, the team is able to hear a familiar, cold voice, "Warbird One, this is Central, give your authorization code, over."
		+
		+	Without hesitation, the Gorn taps the miniature pad in the arm of his chair, hissing over the open communications line, "Scrambled 3-Echo-Tango-117, over." With that, he enters something more and waits just a little longer.
		+
		+	"Received, Warbird One. Authorization Confirmed, welcome to Hecate Fleet for the duration."

		+	CPT Seurak looks to the large Lissepian to his right, LCPL Arkved, who stands slightly hunched so as not to hit his head on the ceiling of the cabin and growls the orders they've all been waiting to hear, "Alright, ladies and laddies, let's suit up! Be ready to transport into your Mekk, sans atmo, when the word is given from above."

	== Epilogue: Struggle Toward the Light ==		== Epilogue: Struggle Toward the Light ==

SSD/Staff

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Special:Log/upload

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Ops/SW/004

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	'''Weapons and Technology Development Institute''' [[Cell:MFS_Pathfinder/WEAPONS_AND_TECHNOLOGY_DEVELOPMENT_INSTITUTE\|WTDI]] Provides the retrofit for the KD-56X "Shadow Gryphon" starfighters, Regenerative armor for starships, Low energy cloaking devices, advanced sensor arrays, small arms such as the XMR-5 sniper rifles, M-41A3 rifles, WTDI also has shipyard facilities for constructing and upgrading fleet vessels, as well as many classified projects.		'''Weapons and Technology Development Institute''' [[Cell:MFS_Pathfinder/WEAPONS_AND_TECHNOLOGY_DEVELOPMENT_INSTITUTE\|WTDI]] Provides the retrofit for the KD-56X "Shadow Gryphon" starfighters, Regenerative armor for starships, Low energy cloaking devices, advanced sensor arrays, small arms such as the XMR-5 sniper rifles, M-41A3 rifles, WTDI also has shipyard facilities for constructing and upgrading fleet vessels, as well as many classified projects.
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		+	[http://nemstar.webs.com/W&F_Industries/BKInc_DAT/BKI_Headquarters.htm http://wiki.maquis.com/images/c/c5/BKI_mini_logo.GIF]
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		+	'''Black King Incorporated'''
		+	Contracted manufacturers of LAM MEKKs for Special Operations Command. Provides independent R&D and manufacturing of specialized heavy weapons, command & control, and other equipment packages for starfighters, mecha, and starships, including the Kameleos HCSS and the M-D Array Series of torpedo/probe launchers.

Special:Log/upload

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uploaded "[[Image:BKI mini logo.GIF]]": Approved Contractor, SOC and elsewhere

Fan Fiction/Memorial Day Defensive 2013

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	"Roger. Determined, out."		"Roger. Determined, out."
		+	<br>
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		+	== MFS Liberty ==
		+
		+	General Trentin Anara turned her XO, her lined face showing every one of her 42 years. She shouldn't technically be in the field. As an experienced General Officer there were other places for her but they had enough marine general staff coordinating this she wasn't vital there, at least in her opinion. And the little ribbon on her dress uniform jacket that proclaimed she was a Maquis from way back, a Maquis who had fought when all still were against them. Not many argued with that. She respected the chain of command, she just didn't accept stupid. Not for the first time she missed her friend McBane. She could of bummed an unlit cigar from him. She moved the helmet of the combat armor to another arm as she shook his hand, “Try not to ding my ship too badly eh Commander?” She asked Lt. Commander Korel Tan. He was an experienced naval officer who knew spacial combat well but she had to rib him a little.
		+
		+	"Not to worry," Lieutenant Commander Korel Tan replied, ignoring the jibe about dinging the ship. "I have no desire to take the Liberty into a head-on with any of those Breen battle tanks. I'm perfectly content letting the ground pounders have their fun. The Liberty will just stick to providing fleet communications and fire support where needed."
		+
		+	They went over the plan as they neared their destination. The Liberty, as a small but quick craft would act as support fire for the larger Maquis vessels. That was one reason why she was leading the 97th Marine Military Police Unit herself. Their 97th OIC was an amazing pilot who could make a ship stop on a bar of latinum if she wanted too. She would make the Liberty dance and the Liberty would need every step to stay ahead of the Breen. She was also forced to leave her OPS Chief on board, they had a good ops crew but the Chief was a whiz with communications and would be helping members of the engineering team hack or interfer with Breen communications even as engineering worked to keep the ship together. Everyone had a role to play especially the 21st Marine Recon Detachment, a small but well trained group that some on board had taken to calling “The General's Swiss Army Knife”, not that she got the reference but there it was.
		+
		+	The 21st would scout out targets for the 97th to sweep in and deal with. The General nodded and the Recon leader one 1Lt. De'zart, a tall Half Klingon Woman in her own armor jogged to a console. She tapped keys watching the screen intently, “Nearing target...LZ A overrun..LZ B...Overrun...LZ C...acceptable.”
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		+	“Go take a bath Lt...” The General said and De'zart's face lit up with a savage joy as she took in the meaning of 'go bathe in the blood of your enemies', Trentins way of saying she was clear to take her team and secure the LZ this one was near but not too near one of the main settlements where they hoped to find survivors and maybe a few prisoners for the SSD to poke at.
		+
		+	The recon unit was off. There was still heavy phaser fire when De'Zart called up on the tactical comm unit, “Come on in the waters fine!”. With a grin of her own she gestured to the main body of her troops and looked to her XO one more time, “Good Luck..” She told her old friend.
		+
		+	Korel shook his head, smirking at Trentin. "You're the one that's going to need the luck, Boss. It's not going to be a picnic down there," he trailed off, watching as the general joined the troops going down to the planet.
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		+	With a nod she too was off. They arrived to find a dead breen patrol and members of the marine recon unit stripping their comm gear and anything else useful off the bodies. De'Zart was pulling a dagger out of the neck of one of them but it seemed stuck on something. Finally she wretched it free. She started to speak but fired over the General shoulder instead. One of them hadn't been quite dead. She went over and shot him a few more times just to be safe. Trentin didn't thank her simply nodded, “Let's get a move along.” She said and the 1Lt. Nodded she gestured to her team and they trotted off even as the force of roughly a 100 members of the 97th secured their position. This turned out to be an area with some tall grass and not a few boulders. They had managed to find the best cover for a few miles around and were using it. Everyone moved fast knowing speed is what will help them here.
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Romulan Legions/Religion

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-	\| div align=center \|[mailto:reckless316@verizon.net '''High Priest (D'Galan)''']<br>	+	\| div align=center \|[mailto:reckless316@comcast.net '''High Priest (D'Galan)''']<br>
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	http://www.maquis.com/ranks/pip_capt_green.jpg<br>		http://www.maquis.com/ranks/pip_capt_green.jpg<br>
-	VACANT<br>	+	[[User:Gpreast\| Colonel Greg Preast ]]<br>
-	\| div align=center \|'''High Priest[ess] of Air (Galan nnea Jaeih)'''<br>	+	([[User:Gpreast\|Ssiebh Mandukar ir-Thieurrull Cha'Vrenak]])<br>
-	http://www.maquis.com/ranks/pip_capt_green.jpg<br>	+	\| div align=center \|[mailto:anne_sb04@yahoo.com'''High Priestess of Air (Galan nnea Jaeih)''']<br>
-	VACANT<br>	+	http://www.maquis.com/ranks/pip_fcapt_green.jpg<br>
		+	[[User:Azecca\| Force Colonel Anne Zecca]]<br>
		+	([[User:Azecca\|ihsein'Ssiebh Sien'ael i-Ra'tleihfi t'Hwaerianh]])<br>
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	\| div align=center \|'''High Priest[ess] of Fire (Galan nnea Okhala)'''<br>		\| div align=center \|'''High Priest[ess] of Fire (Galan nnea Okhala)'''<br>
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-	--[[User:Whaines\|FCapt William Haines]] 08 Nov 2007<br>	+	--[[User:Whaines\|FCapt William Haines]]<br>
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