Shipmaster's thoughts [Open]

[shroudedintent]

Who: Open
Where:Sensoriums (Replica bridge of the Shadow of Intent)
Summary: 'Vadum takes time away from the Quarter and ponders the situation aboard the ship at large.


It had taken many weeks for the extensive repairs of the Macross Quarter to be completed in full, Something that 'Vadum had set himself to both assist and oversee. Apart from his time overseeing the repairs in question and seeing to the usual schedule of Starfighter Command he had not paid much heed to socializing, mingling with the rest of the crew. He did wonder if any others of his kind had awoken in the time since. It was time that even he took a break of sorts.

Thus now there he sat, in his command chair in the middle of a sensorium replica of the command bridge of the Shadow of Intent. The holotable before him running through various fleet simulations. Having taken some time to look over the recent happenings on the omnicomms, the information that seemed to have come forth on the Daligig and rumblings of rebellion left a sour taste in his mouth. He far from trusted those that called themselves their saviors, he had no will to be a puppet once more for another, not since the downfall of the San'Shyuum.

His thoughts drifting to the state of organization of the vessel he now found himself on, apart from the command staff and Starfighter command, there was little organization in the way of ground side forces. There were many skilled and competent individuals on board, however without organization and direction such skill could go ill used. Even a small force, a dedicated special forces team could do well towards strengthening the Transmigration 9's forces. As much he planned to propose to the Captain, though he had not been able to reach him.

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[shroudedintent]

'Vadum watched the battle as it progressed on the table before them a moment longer before looking to the other as he removed his helmet, the armour the other wore reminded the Shipmaster of a less refined version of the armour worn by the Spartans, looking back to the table as the battle continued, "This battle took place roughly three months passed, any more accurate than that I cannot say for certain,"

The battle itself seemed to be in its climactic stages as the forces of the Gia and Starfighter command cut their way to engage the first of the massive leviathan's directly.

"There were no boarding actions from our forces, nor did the GIA attempt any boarding actions on Ohm vessels, all additional and combat cabable forces were deployed to thwart the ground invasion," A gesture towards Lirath causing the planet to zoom in and the display to alter to show the ground battle, with indicators as to location of crew and GIA forces.

"While we have a number of skilled and powerful fighters amongst our crew, we do not currently have a dedicated Special Operation force," The Sangheili Shipmaster gave a snort and crossed his arms, it was something that had been irking him for some time, "I intend to rectify this matter,"

[first_of_steel]

"I'd been told about that," Roger murmured. "General Chacon mentioned the total lack of organized infantry. I've been in the foot soldier business most of my adult life- you're not the only one planning on rectifying things."

He eyed the ground force deployment a moment.

"Spoken to the captain yet? I can't even find him, myself."

[shroudedintent]

'Vadum regarded the armoured human a moment, inclining his head in acknowledgement, "Indeed. You are an experienced warrior, good, such an organized force will require those with such experience," He replied with clear approval.

"He has been unreachable the last few cycles, it is possible that he has been taken by one of the constructs, whether temporarily or repodded, we shall soon see,"

Turning more fully toward the armoured human, "I am Rtas 'Vadum, currently Shipmaster of the Macross Quarter and Lieutenant Commander of the Transmigration 9, previously Shipmaster of the Shadow of Intent and Fleetmaster of the Fleet of Retribution,"

[first_of_steel]

Roger drew himself up stiffly, not that it made much difference in terms of height compared to the Sangheili, and saluted. "Roger Maxson," he said, "no current official position on board the ship. At home I was the first High Elder of the Brotherhood of Steel, formed from the remnants of the United States Army after planet-wide nuclear war. It's an honor to meet you, Shipmaster."

[shroudedintent]

'Vadum brought a fist across his amoured chest in salute in turn for Roger's own. He had a military discipline that was clear, and experience in leadership, if the position of High Elder was any indication, "An honor," He inclined his head in turn.

"A Special Operations task force will need experienced and disciplined warriors, and skilled commanders to lead them into battle. An experienced warrior such as yourself would serve well in such a role,"

[first_of_steel]

"I've spent thirty years leading my people against the savages of the desert who've been setting themselves up as local warlords," said Roger, "and against the mutated things that used to be local wildlife, most of which is now bigger than you and either venomous, armor-plated, or both. If I can use that experience to bring our ground troops into line with what we need to win these battles and this war, that's all I ask. I can't fly a Vertibird, let alone a starfighter. I know two-footed warfare and I know it reasonably well."

[shroudedintent]

'Vadum considered Roger's words thoughtfully, he had considerable combat experience then, if restricted to a single world, after a moment 'Vadum gave something of a sharp nod, he had the bearing a warrior and leader, "I shall see to it that you get your chance to bring them into line,"

"Do you have experience working alongside vehicle support, be it transport or fire support. There are situations where such transports and support may well be imperative to a missions success,"

[first_of_steel]

"Yes, but it's rusty," said Roger. "There weren't a lot of vehicles that survived the War, and most of them ran out of fuel years back. Most of my work alongside vehicular support was during the Canadian annexation, which was decades ago, unfortunately."