Working title: VANDREAD Navy

(Given Army's success and the success of 'Life Sent', I thought about going around to attempt to combine the two and make NAVY. This was partially inspired by a soundtrack cover showing the Nirvana with a cluster of other vessels, several of which are Melanus craft. Since I often classify the Nirvana as a Heavy Cruiser I wondered what it would be like to have escorts on many an episode.

Of course I ran into such problems like Casting and creating memorable Characters. Army was literally done on the fly and just became popular somehow- I didn't know if I could pull off the same thing without making clones of other characters (Hey! Heero's replaced two E's with an I!) My own or otherwise. Though it does present some interesting situations I don't know if I could consistantly build on the plot nor could I make things interesting. Though it would have included the presence of other Melanus fleets, plus Seran's survival, and the Melanus survivors and inter-racial tension on the Melanus part as to weather to assist Mejere or not

Also I'm missing the particular Melanus episode where all this takes place. I can't remember the flamatory conditions aboard ship clearly, so I can't predict how the crew would respond to the new presence of Men and women.

This is written from memory now, as nothing solid of Navy ever existed.)

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Leading the vanguard formation of the 4th Melanus fleet was an escort group five ships strong. Consisting of frigates and frigate variants, they were the first ships to spot the intruders.
On the bridge of the formation leading ship Isele, Major Captain Tevel Sohe asked, "Size?"
"Size class eight- figher type. I'm receiving a quad-shaped formation…humanoid." Replied the sensor officer in the darkened command bridge of the Isele.
Stars greeted the huddled shapes at their stations- each manned by a man and a woman both. The command arena was smaller than that found in the command citadel of the fleet command ship some light years behind them, but it was sufficient to get the job done. And now they were tracking a small space object crossing the fleet's path.
"Communications, notify the formation commander of the contact. Sensors; verify heading and speed. I also want a point of origin." Said Tevel and bowed over his instrument panel.
The computer voice spoke softly and it magnified the image of the small yellow humanoid craft bearing down on the Melanus fleet path. At least it wasn't a harvester scout- though that was quite likely since Telvan's destruction less than a month prior. The harvesters were notorious for tracking refugees like wounded prey…

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As vast and mighty as the Melanus fleet was, once long ago it had belonged to the planet Melanus. Over the centuries the Melanus became quite confident about their world and their space armada and didn't feel the need to expand beyond their role as watch-guards and police officers of their local sector.
All this changed when a monster from somewhere in the core regions came to take them. Having no name and no method of communication they came and razed the first planets they came upon. Later expeditions to these planets saw the terrible conclusion that these aliens were out to take the people for some evil purpose.
It wasn't until the last defense of Melanus that it was discovered what these aliens were after was the very skin the Melanesians possessed. Despite this a portion of the Melanus fleet, either by intelligence or cowardice, escaped the battle against incredible odds and took whatever survivors they could to flee into the depths of space. Not even their legends or beliefs survived the holocaust, for nothing predicted the arrival of this terrible scourge.
So the Melanus fleets recombined in vague areas and journeyed deeper for the galactic rim in the hopes of finding more survivors, or at least some kind of solution to their problem. Alas after thirty years of constant running and hounding the Melanus fleet was spiritually exhausted under the weight of realizing that they were alone in the galaxy. No force of humans they encountered could have stood up to the Harvesters in any respectable amount of strength.
So the Melanus did the next best thing. Brining the warning of the impending harvester doom they tried to assist these smaller nations in evacuating or fortifying their planets for the upcoming visitations by the harvesters. They never saw the end results of their handiwork- only continued to probe deeper into space in search of a haven away from the Harvesters.
The particular fleet local to this area at the moment was the 4th fleet lead by the Melanus Battle cruiser Scotia. Present ever since the departure from Melanus the Scotia was one of the oldest and most respected of the current Melanus navy because of it's captain and history. Of all the Melanus ships none has engaged the enemy face-to-face and come out with even odds. The Scotia was the only exception to this, having destroyed an orbiting harvester pod station before it could link up with it's drive units and attack the planet.
The Scotia was also the recipient of an unexpected guest in the form of Hibiki Tokai, the man from Tarak. His Vanguard fit quite snugly in the Wing Fighter hanger and would remain there for as long as the Scotia's commander would deem adequate. As for Hibiki himself he would be a guest here aboard the Melanus ships until it was decided as to what to do with him.

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At present the Scotia was proceeding at a calm motion of
This was obvioulsy written before I tried implimenting NAVY again by creating the annex.

Yes, the cutoff is apparently that sudden.