Capital Ship Get

[shootingblancs]

Perhaps he wasn't quite as bad as Alto or Ozma, but Michael did have the heart of a pilot - so when he heard that this mysterious hangar bay had ships of all types from a thousand different universes, he had to check it out.

And the description didn't disappoint. He wasn't the gaping type, but boy did he gape at the thousands - no, tens of thousands - of craft all smartly lined up in rows. How big was this place?

There were fighters, some that looked like his trusty VF-25 but others that looked wholly alien, there were bipedal craft that vaguely resembled the Battroid mode, and then there were bestial creations that... well, he'd never seen anything like that before.

But no sooner had he taken a step or two into the room than something happened: A huge section of the far wall began to... he couldn't quite explain it. It seemed like a membrane that was dissolving away to reveal a separate section of the hangar beyond - and the sniper's eyes went wide. Because in that new section was a shape he was entirely familiar with.

At 400 meters long, the bulk of the Macross Quarter dwarfed pretty much all of the other craft in the hangar. But that was impossible - how could the Quarter be here? What the hell had happened back home after he'd ... well, died?

He pulled out the omnicomm he'd been issued and shot a quick message over to Ozma.

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[galacticfairy.livejournal.com]

It wasn't stalking if it wasn't romantic, right? Right? Whatever. Sheryl was following Michael around the ship and didn't intend to stop any time soon -- especially when he stumbled onto variable fighter carriers.

"Is it -- how did it -- ?"

[shootingblancs]

He really didn't mind her presence, to be honest - or if he did, he was much better at hiding it than a certain Princess - but right now there was nothing on his face but utter and total bewilderment.

"I don't have a a clue!" He looked over at Sheryl. "Where the hell could they have gotten the Quarter from?"

[galacticfairy.livejournal.com]

"There's no time to think about that," she said, shaking her head. "Right now, we're flying it out of here!"

[silverduelist]

A silver-haired pilot could be seen peeking out of his white mobile suits - one of many lined up in the hangar.

"What the hell is that?"

[shootingblancs]

Oh, perfect - someone who would probably want an explanation that Michael just didn't have. "It's the Macross Quarter."

Well, that probably didn't mean anything to the other pilot. Michael tried again: "...it's a carrier. Can't you tell?"

[silverduelist]

"I can see that, but what is something like that doing here? It's a little redundant."

[galacticfairy.livejournal.com]

"A Variable Space Carrier -- the Macross Quarter."

[silverduelist]

"That thing wasn't here when I first walked in."

[koji-never-dies.livejournal.com]

Kouji had ran off following learning where the hangar was. He was already surprised when he found one machine, the powerful Mazin (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4nESGoU64oA)kaiser (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vwSbo9E2OW4&feature=related), but also his first machine, the Mazin (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwT8IAcmy-8)ger-Z (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDr5RCqhck0&feature=related).

Watching Michael pass by, Kouji gaped in shock at the appearance of the Macross Quarter, a battle carrier that paled in size to even Mazinkaiser, second tallest machine only to the Unit 02.

"Is... is that... an aircraft carrier?!" Kouji said.

[galacticfairy.livejournal.com]

"Aircraft? Those old fashioned things?"

[koji-never-dies.livejournal.com]

"You mean it's not?!" Kouji said, shocked. Well, excuse him for having the most advanced machine in his world. The governments don't have giant robots and stuff like that - only the buildings with SCIENCE! "Then, what is it?"

[shootingblancs]

"VFs, actually. Variable fighters. They can fly in atmo, if that's what you mean."

[koji-never-dies.livejournal.com]

"...holy..." Kouji uttered, shocked. "...when did the Japanese military get that sort of thing?!"

[shroudedintent]

'Vadum had for once actually taken time from training to look about the hanger, searching for any familiar vessels apart from the phantom he had found months back. Only signs of other similar phantoms. It was while working on said Phantom that the sensors alerted him to the space opening up, shutting the dropship's systems down the Sangheili Shipmaster quickly stepped out onto the side ramps.

A vessel larger than any here in the hanger, clearly not one of Covenant design, and did not match any silhouette of the known human ships from his world either. It was no Shadow of Intent, but from what he could see it was not unarmed in any extent. Stepping down from the phantom, overhearing the others as they spoke, "A carrier you say? You know of that vessel I gather," speaking up as he stepped over toward the one who clearly showed signs of recognition of the Quarter.

[shootingblancs]

All right, that was an alien - of a type Michael had never even seen before. That was hurdle number one to get over, but it wasn't all that difficult.

"...that's correct," he said after a moment's consideration. "It's a VF carier - I recognize it from back home."

[shootingblancs]

Another person he didn't recognize - but then again, something this big didn't just appear without catching peoples' eyes.

"That's a pretty safe bet to make, given how I reacted," he quipped.

[holylonelynight.livejournal.com]

Ozma arrived eventually, meeting up with Michael. The ship really was too damn big. It was situations like this that make a man miss his car.

"There it is, huh?" he says as he walks up. "Why would a ship as big as this even need a carrier? It looks like it can hold plenty on its own."

[shootingblancs]

Michael threw his commander a nod as he approached, turning back to the Quarter. "I've been standing here thinking about it since I sent you the message, and I still haven't figured it out. I'd bet that just this hangar alone holds more fighters than an entire colonial fleet. It doesn't need something like the Quarter."

[shroudedintent]

After 'Vadum had finished speaking with the Skull squadron pilot the Sangheili made his way over to the one who he could only assume was Skull Squadrons commanding officer, a dip of his head given in greetings as he stopped a respectful distance away, "Captain Ozma I presume? Your lieutenant directed me to speak to you in regards to the Quarter," Getting right to the point it seems.

[fieldpromoted]

Trudy was mostly used to the weird shit that the ship pulled on an almost daily basis - tentacles, edible goo, humidity, occasional malevolent AIs - but this was more than she'd expected could happen.

Straightening slowly, she handed the spanner she'd been working on her X-wing with to the nearest mechanic, wandering over to the new section of the hangar.

A slow grin began to form across her face. Here they'd been talking about the impractical challenge of scrambling the X-wings too close to Stacy, where they could get boxed in against her huge bulk, and this shows up. Coincidence? "Damn. Now that is going to be useful," she said, stopping a few feet from the others gathering around the ship and grinning up at its bulk.

[shootingblancs]

"You think so?" Now, don't get him wrong, Michael is quite pleased to see the Quarter here, but he's only just woken up and some things don't entirely add up.

"Is there something bad about sortieing from the ship?"

[yubyubcommander.livejournal.com]

Wedge let out a long, low whistle of appreciation at the sight of the massive new ship that dwarfed everything else in the hangar. That hadn't been there before. But then again, Stacy was full of surprises.

"Nice ship. And probably extremely useful, too."

[galacticfairy.livejournal.com]

"Those guys aim to please," Sheryl smiled.

[shootingblancs]

"There are certainly worse things that could have showed up from home," Michael said with a nod near Wedge.