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<blockquote data-quote="Kirby" data-source="post: 41606" data-attributes="member: 541"><p>[align=center][size=x-large]<strong>Chapter 19</strong></p><p><strong>Turning Point</strong>[/size][/align]</p><p></p><p>Rayne sat in his chair in his quarters. He rubbed his head in thought of what he should do. Ever since there was a plan set up to attack the Great Fox, something strange has been happening. Every now and then a blip would appear on the radar, and then disappear. Rayne had put the Black Garment into high alert. Somebody was watching them, and Rayne wanted to know who. Maybe it was the squad that took out the Broken Hammer and the Spirit Hammer, maybe there were two squads. He couldn't get over the fact that these "squads" took out two high-ranking cruisers, and with no casualties. The SSA looked they were caught with their pants down.</p><p></p><p>It was 0000 LUT. Rayne felt drowsy, having been up for 4 straight days, the adrenaline patches weren't working the way they used to. Rayne shook his head, trying to shake of some of the sleepiness. He then got up and left his quarters. He tried to walk as diligently as he could as soldiers for the SSA walked about, performing tasks to get ready for the big day. Sometimes Rayne missed the days he was an SSA soldier. His mask and helmet hid his expressions, which also shot fear into the eyes of those he killed. Now having his face exposed made it seem that he could look weaker, especially when he was tired the way he is now.</p><p></p><p>Rayne looked over his uniform as he walked. The sleek, slender gray long sleeve shirt, decorated finely with all of his ranks, ribbons, and other various rewards. His Senior Master Sergeant rank seemed to shine greatly in the light, as its nice, dark blue wings reached out, ten black strips stacked up on the gray shield, with two gold swords crossing the center. Rayne was proud of his rank but made him feel…old. His freshly dry-cleaned slacks held his beret in his belt, with the belt being held together by a fine gold buckle. To finish it off his shoes shone like the stars as he saw his face reflected upon its surface.</p><p></p><p>Rayne stopped by the cafeteria and saw that the coffee machine for higher ranks was working again. This made him happy because he was tired of drinking the sludge from the soldier's coffee machine. Rayne took a mug from the counter, one specially made for him, and poured the dark Mediterranean espresso mix into his mug, and then he mixed in some creamer and took a sip. It was like heaven in a mug to him. He smiled brightly and continued his journey to the bridge, with a jolt of energy, and a mug full of his favorite coffee.</p><p></p><p>The halls were bustling while members of the SSA scattered about, getting weapons ready, or repairing the ail leak in sector 34B. Some soldiers saluted while they walked or ran by, some of them ignored him. Rayne didn't mind the failure to follow through regulations, if they were distracted by their job, then that means they were doing well. Rayne took another sip from his mug as he passed the training room in sector 78A. Soldiers and officers were hard at work lifting weights and fighting in the virtual war zone simulator. For once, the ship looked like it was getting something accomplished.</p><p></p><p>The bridge finally came into view. There was scattered action however, instead of the smooth-running operations to keep the ship going straight.</p><p></p><p>"What's going on Captain?" Rayne asked.</p><p></p><p>Captain Luke Fuller stepped out of the crowd and to Rayne.</p><p></p><p>"Sergeant, our probes en route to the Great Fox has picked up reports of a solar flare. Our probes were…destroyed, but the good news is that the Great Fox got caught in the flare. Right now, we're trying to shift course to avoid the stretch of the flare." The Captain finished, breathing in.</p><p></p><p>"Good. Continue, I was just curious." Rayne replied</p><p></p><p>Rayne stepped out. He checked his watch: 0036. Rayne yawned once again and took another sip of coffee…empty. Rayne cursed to himself, and headed back to his quarters. He needed to catch some sleep if he wanted to be on full alert when the attack on the Great Fox began.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Kirby, post: 41606, member: 541"] [align=center][size=x-large][b]Chapter 19 Turning Point[/b][/size][/align] Rayne sat in his chair in his quarters. He rubbed his head in thought of what he should do. Ever since there was a plan set up to attack the Great Fox, something strange has been happening. Every now and then a blip would appear on the radar, and then disappear. Rayne had put the Black Garment into high alert. Somebody was watching them, and Rayne wanted to know who. Maybe it was the squad that took out the Broken Hammer and the Spirit Hammer, maybe there were two squads. He couldn't get over the fact that these "squads" took out two high-ranking cruisers, and with no casualties. The SSA looked they were caught with their pants down. It was 0000 LUT. Rayne felt drowsy, having been up for 4 straight days, the adrenaline patches weren't working the way they used to. Rayne shook his head, trying to shake of some of the sleepiness. He then got up and left his quarters. He tried to walk as diligently as he could as soldiers for the SSA walked about, performing tasks to get ready for the big day. Sometimes Rayne missed the days he was an SSA soldier. His mask and helmet hid his expressions, which also shot fear into the eyes of those he killed. Now having his face exposed made it seem that he could look weaker, especially when he was tired the way he is now. Rayne looked over his uniform as he walked. The sleek, slender gray long sleeve shirt, decorated finely with all of his ranks, ribbons, and other various rewards. His Senior Master Sergeant rank seemed to shine greatly in the light, as its nice, dark blue wings reached out, ten black strips stacked up on the gray shield, with two gold swords crossing the center. Rayne was proud of his rank but made him feel…old. His freshly dry-cleaned slacks held his beret in his belt, with the belt being held together by a fine gold buckle. To finish it off his shoes shone like the stars as he saw his face reflected upon its surface. Rayne stopped by the cafeteria and saw that the coffee machine for higher ranks was working again. This made him happy because he was tired of drinking the sludge from the soldier's coffee machine. Rayne took a mug from the counter, one specially made for him, and poured the dark Mediterranean espresso mix into his mug, and then he mixed in some creamer and took a sip. It was like heaven in a mug to him. He smiled brightly and continued his journey to the bridge, with a jolt of energy, and a mug full of his favorite coffee. The halls were bustling while members of the SSA scattered about, getting weapons ready, or repairing the ail leak in sector 34B. Some soldiers saluted while they walked or ran by, some of them ignored him. Rayne didn't mind the failure to follow through regulations, if they were distracted by their job, then that means they were doing well. Rayne took another sip from his mug as he passed the training room in sector 78A. Soldiers and officers were hard at work lifting weights and fighting in the virtual war zone simulator. For once, the ship looked like it was getting something accomplished. The bridge finally came into view. There was scattered action however, instead of the smooth-running operations to keep the ship going straight. "What's going on Captain?" Rayne asked. Captain Luke Fuller stepped out of the crowd and to Rayne. "Sergeant, our probes en route to the Great Fox has picked up reports of a solar flare. Our probes were…destroyed, but the good news is that the Great Fox got caught in the flare. Right now, we're trying to shift course to avoid the stretch of the flare." The Captain finished, breathing in. "Good. Continue, I was just curious." Rayne replied Rayne stepped out. He checked his watch: 0036. Rayne yawned once again and took another sip of coffee…empty. Rayne cursed to himself, and headed back to his quarters. He needed to catch some sleep if he wanted to be on full alert when the attack on the Great Fox began. [/QUOTE]
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