DUST 514
Time: Unknown, Date: Unknown
Gallente owned space-Villores
From being in battle over the past few months, I've traveled through many sections of space. I've taken different paths of different corporations. The old corp. and alliance seemed to have failed. The corporation "Obscurus Arcanum" was becoming more of a dictatorship. I left the organization, hoping to find newer opportunities. Some cases I've found them. From drifting from one corp. to the other I discovered a new corporation, One's alliance that was of bigger importance in New Eden. Rise of Legion, or "ROFL" hosted several different corporations. My corp. was "Onslaught INC."
I took up a contract, offer ISK based on my performance. Instead of standard winnings based on such gambling. I ended up in a squad that consisted of several players. Such names are as the following: VirginDestroyer. It took me awhile to find a way to call her different names. For the first week I'd just make a comment that anyone could answer, she usually answered first, Being the first one to know me. I called her VD for short. Another was "Hipster Cowboy" I believe, hard to tell now. Good fellow none the least, and last but not least. I believe his name was "Thanos". He was nice, partially, From what I account.
I lifted my head slightly, looking around in the slightly larger room. The sights of holograms were laying everywhere. I left in a hurry the last time I was here, Leaving a slight mess on the table. My diagnostics sheet, vehicle fittings, and dropsuit fittings sprawled over the surface. I sat up in my bed and looked at the time. The hologram from the watch was blurred. The numbers were a pixelated number, fuzzing in and out. It took quite the blow the last battle I fought. Several plasma rounds struck my arm. It hurt like hell, but with the new corporation. The logistics were able to fix it up. The only mark left from the wound was a scar. The nanites didn't fully heal the gaping holes in my wrist. I got up from the bed and headed over to my diagnostics. Making sure everything was in physical shape.
My health seemed to be in check. I was at fifty heart beats per minute. My blood seemed to have no diseases from the harsh conditions of the planets I fight on. The only problem was that my current clone has to many injuries. I suffered from many, my body has taken quite the beat down. Several times have I had plasma bursts go straight through my chest. You don't really feel anything until the moment of the nanites replacing the damaged nerves and tissue. Then you can feel the burns.
I set my diagnostics sheet down on the couch, the data pad hit the edge of the cushion and hit the floor. "I'll pick it up later." I told myself, I lifted my vehicle fittings data pad. The current vehicle I was running, was a Sagaris. These "tanks" or HAVs were shield based. They're also prototype, really expensive for a mercenary like me. One vehicle costs the corporation about 2.6 million ISK. I rarely call them into battle for fear that the enemy has Forge weapons. They are the only infantry held weapon that could actually do damage.
The amount I owned was about three of them. It was fine for now, I'll probably buy more during battle. I opened my NEO COMMs and looked over my corporations list. Several battles were being fought within the next couple of days. I selected one, the roster put my name in the fill. I closed my COMMs and walked out the door to my apartment. Outside there were capsuleers from my alliance walking to and from places. I looked down the hallways and traveled to one that lead to the docking bay. My insignia on my uniform was different now. I'm not being stereotypical or prejudgmental, but my new corporation was a heart. In the bars, it's hard to tell if it meant either something from a purple. If you got close enough it's possible to see the slight pink in it. Doesn't bother me one bit, my rank is now corporal. It's not really high, most of the time my COs from other corps die really fast in battle. Usually due to poor judgement.
I walked down for another hundred feet before I reached the docking bays. Titan class ships were exiting and entering all over. Refit and refuel probably. I don't know much about the astronomical navy, all I know is that they are my eyes in the skies.
A capsuleers walked up to me, "Corporal, right this way. We have a shuttle waiting for you. He'll take you to the nearest warbarge." He pointed off in the distance.
I nodded and set off in the direction. The shuttle was quite roomy inside. There was a couch up on the side of the main room. Not comfortable compared to the crappy bed in my apartment, but it did atleast have a pillow. I layed down on the couch and told the captain to head off. The doors slid closed and sealed. The ship jerked out of docking and into space. I looked up at the ceiling and felt my heart lurch, "Warp drive active." A voice said over the ships intercom. The ships lights inside dimmed and we entered faster than light travel.
The journey was only about four minutes before we entered the system. I lifted my wrist and opened up the NEO COMM. I looked at my star map and looked at some of the neighboring systems. A planet just a couple jumps away had an enemy fleet enroute to planet seven of my current system. I closed my map and sat up in the couch. The ship lurched forward as the ships engines decelerated. "Corporal, we are here. We're docking in ninety seconds."
"That sounds good," I replied. I walked over to the door and waited with my hand set on the side of the entrance. The airtight seal hissed as the pressure equalized in both ships. The door slid open and I stepped onto the warbarge. It was pretty empty in the docking bay of the warbarge. Most of mercenaries were in the actual war room itself. I continued down a hallway and saw several mercs running. I felt a jerk underkneath my feet. After red lights flared down the whole ship. We were under attack.
I jogged down the hallway following the mercs. They led me to the war room. Several squads were all over the place, discussing landing positions on the planet below. I jogged up to the tactical map of the battlegrounds below. The map was projected in a hologram, The main attack objectives were highlighted yellow, The rest blue. I opened my NEO COMM once more and placed myself in Squad 1. After three others joined in my squad. I had Whisper Sahlin, Marcos Vega, and VD. I activated my voice in the COMMS.
"Hello, glad to see you can join us corporal." VD made the first statement.
I walked over to the deployment center, inside was several lockers with the names of the ones on the roster, "Yeah, I had a set back with the last battle. My current clone is having troubles with the armour," I grabbed my Dovoulle assault rifle and "Toxin" Sub machine gun.
"I don't think it's anything that can't be fixed," She replied back.
"True, but I don't really know anyone that is good at replacing any wrist mounted watches."
I pointed my squad to go into the MCC or Mobile Command Center. Marcos flung his heavy machine gun onto his shoulders, VD slung her shotgun and repair tool onto her back. Whisper was already sitting in the MCC. I grabbed a seat next to Marcos and VD, I put my rifle between my legs with the butt down. The rest of the Corp. settled in and strapped in. The shipped jerked, Knocking me out of the seat. Behind me I could hear VD making a slight laugh. I picked myself up and strapped in the safety belt, feeling a slight bit of embarrassment. The inside of the MCC became sort of hot as we entered the atmosphere, I could feel my ears pop as we entered different elevations. The drop door in the center of the deployment room opened up, revealing a blue shield that was transparent the closer you looked to the middle. The MCC decelerated quickly and stood in a stationary position. A green light went on and we unstrapped our belts.