Project: Lupus
Part: A Decision
The room is massive, containing only twelve occupants. These twelve aging men sat in their respective seats, hands resting on the large round table. Before them at the center is a holographic display; in the display is the planet of typhoon...or at least what's left of it. A massive chunk of the planet had been ripped apart in their recent blunder.
"So..." Starts the man at the head of the table, face hidden by shadow like the rest, started. He leans forward the pin at the left side of his chest glinting, it bore three letter that struck fear into the frontier "what did we learn from the failure of the fold weapon gentlemen?"
One coughs into a hand "Mercenaries cannot be fully trusted, Blisk's entire elite force was killed, and he all but vanished when the contract was complete"
The man at the head of the table drums his fingers slowly on the mahogany surface "And how did five of some of the most deadly mercenaries in the history of the frontier all perish within a single planetary rotation?"
Another shadowed figure works at a small tablet "Reports indicate they all were killed by a lone vanguard class titan, recordings designate it as BT-7274. Said titan and pilot killed all but one of the Apex Predators and destroyed the fold weapon sir"
The head of the table let out a long suffering sigh, for a few scant moment he simply stares at his hands. In these moments he weighs his options carefully calculating the next course of action, and coming to a conclusion. He raises his head to look over the eleven other executives "Gentlemen several things have been brought to my attention". The CEO holds up a finger "First; the militia have once again proven despite their many disadvantages to be incredibly capable".
Another finger goes up. "Secondly: the vanguard titian is superior; as the reports have shown the loading bay for the ark was attacked by only a single Vanguard attack squad, sure the ark escaped, yet these Vanguards butchered an entire company of our pilots in that single assault"
A third finger. "And thirdly: can we stop with the doomsday weapons people, we're trying to control the frontier. How in god's name are we supposed to mine these worlds if we erase them with a giant gravity cannon?!"
After the mild outburst the man gave a huff and straightens his tie "We...are facing a capable enemy" he scratches his cheek with a thumb "we need a solution, we can't just level the playing field we need absolute, crushing domination".
The CEO swallows before tapping at his personal device mounted on his forearm "I'm calling in a favor gentlemen, Vinson Dynamics is finally going to pay us back for all those investments, I think you all know what I am speaking of".
Instantly the energy of the room goes dark
"Sir..."
"The very concept of it is insane"
"They will be abominations!"
"Sir it's just too dangerous!"
They entire room goes silent with a raise of his hand "the message has already been sent, The experiment is now the main focus of the entirety of Vinson Dynamics and will be ready by the coming year...Gentlemen".
The CEO rises from his seat and walks his way over to the massive window that made up the northern wall. A sea of stars were before him...stars he would soon strip of all they are worth. He looks back to the table "Project Lupus is to deploy as soon as possible"
