[Isen]

Risstalle stood on the bridge of his battle cruiser his second in command Ally (because a female second in command is far hotter than a guy) right behind him watching his every move her uniform immaculate on the outside at least. What should he do now? He had his orders to hold the line at the planet of Away the last of five habitable planets in the Inheritance System. He may not like it but the enemy was pushing them back. He did not want to be the one to tell the counsel that he lost an entire planets population to their enemy whose abilities and other things were still unknown. They had already lost a few uninhabitable planets on the outer rim of the system the men charged with holding them had been… punished severely for their loss.

Ally Patch me through to the ground forces I need to know how things are going down there. “Aye sir!” came her reply an image appeared before him the General was raged looking and panting heavily. It seemed that things were not going so well the torn clothing was also a clue. “Report General Allera how are things going?” he said eyeing the before stated fact about her clothes. A resounding kick hit his calf from behind and he snapped back to it.

“Thing are not going well Admiral, it seems as if we have no way of keeping them back it is only a matter of time before…” The transmission went dead and Risstalle sighed a waste of beauty.

“Ally I want to see the numbers on our squadrons.” He stated watching as the numbers all pulled up. They were heavily outnumbered. Suddenly the screen switched back over to its previous view. Allera seemed a bit more… worse for wear and was covered in a pasty green goo. “Sorry Admiral we ran into a bit of trouble. However we are holding them back and will not relinquish the ground to them. Just hold out up there and try to cut off their reinforcements for us.”

Risstalle hadn’t really been paying attention to what she had been saying his eyes were taking up more of his attention. Another resounding blow to his calf brought him back to reality with a grimace. “Uhh right, will do general keep up the good work,” Risstalle said then watched as the screen moved back to his space forces.

He wasn’t doing so well right now, but it seemed the enemy was losing ground in space even if they were winning over the ground forces. “Ally you have command keep me posted I will return shortly,” he said then moved off the bridge noting faces as he passed. well at least they are not panicking.

He made his way out of the door and headed for his destination. In the hallway her ran into the Ships head Janitor. He wasn’t impressed to see the man was twirling his mopping device around like a spear of sorts. He coughed throwing the man off causing the handle to hit his knee and the man did a face plant. “Isen I believe I told you no screwing around while on duty!”

Isen stood up and saluted, “Sorry sir… just… cleaning the air.” Risstalle didn’t buy it. That was why they hired the other cleaning squad… he preferred them, but for reasons we won’t go into. “Well get back to doing your job or I’ll have you ejected into space where you can watch the battle first hand… at least for the matter of milliseconds you would be alive.” He said then continued on. Shortly after passing he stopped. “Ohh and flip me off again and the same will happen.” He heard a boot collide with the floor and then continued on.

This post has been edited by Isen: 30 October 2008 - 10:47 PM

[Kazza]

“Sorry sir… just… cleaning the air.”

That is totally my favourite line.

[Pasteurized]

It is actually awesome. Want to stick me in it somewhere?

[BartimaeusTrilogyFan]

Yay! New IF story! I'll miss IF Arena, of course, but now we have this one!

Great job, Isen.

[Isen]

OOC: hehe I had fun writing this one.

Meanwhile on the ground of the planet Away

Gade was running for his life at the moment. It wasn’t exactly a fun experience and one he hoped to uhh… well you know live through. The thing following him was large and devastatingly powerful and bigger than the gorilla he used to pick on back on Cycle before the transfer. I should think of getting another transfer maybe to the capital or something. Something connected with the back of his head and he went down. The pain was… minimal damage also at a low. At least for the moment with another thud the ground stopped shaking and his gaze turned around. Whatever the thing was its glare was filled with hate… and maybe lust. Though the second would be disturbing due to the obvious fact it was male. I knew I shouldn’t have washed with that new Axe body wash… though it helped last night… err actually she was drunk.

Fire erupted from the things mouth as its hand reached down picking Gade up by the leg. He was easily thrown over the things shoulder and he had to hope he was dinner and not something else. He could feel every step as the beast headed back the way it had come. Suddenly an ear shattering scream erupted… well by his ear. Blood was everywhere and he was on the ground again. “Uhh what the hell just happened?” he asked aloud staring at what remained of the beast.

You are lucky Gade that thing was spawned from a section of the forest people should stay away from.” Came the female voice behind him. As he turned he already knew who it was. When he did his mouth dropped open…

“Hey… how come you get a freaking Rocket launcher and all I get is this damn pistol?” he asked pulling out the gun in question. It was small and packed about as much punch as a twelve year old girl. He noticed BTF stifle a laugh.

“I got connections…” Was all she said then turned around blood covering her as well. Rocket launchers in the future were quite gruesome. “Come on General Allera wants us back at base. We lost the Games city and are regrouping at FTD2.” She stated and kept going. All Gade could think at the moment was she was freaking hot! She was wearing a bra under that shirt… uhh right back to reality he didn’t want to be around when another one of those things showed up. Raped by something like that was not high on his to do list… or even ON his to do list the freaking thing was bigger than a mule!

“Not to self Axe Body Wash and covert missions into the depths of the Away planet do not mix.” He said and started after BTF. “Hey wait up… can I carry the rocket launcher?”


Back at the base in FTD2

Stormfire’s knee came up between the new recruit’s legs and she watched as he fell to the ground in so much pain he couldn’t even scream. “Try that again and it’ll be more than just a kick.” She said turning away. Damn new recruits always making presumptions about her. Her strong stride quickly carried her to the command post where she entered without knocking. Twelve barrels were inches from her face and she glared at the people pointing them.

Allera’s voice came from the back of the room. “Let her through and get out I need to speak with her.” Grumbles about Storm getting all the fun missions came to her ears as the people left the room. When they were all gone Stormfire took a knee before the imposing figure before her. (she got new clothes). Allera wasn’t just any general she was next in line for the Away throne. So sucking up now was a good thing… err well it wasn’t all sucking up.

Allera started to circle her mumbling something under her breath. A few words caught her attention like secret… and death… and sex… or was that a six? “Stormfire, I have a new mission for you. I need you to infiltrate an enemy stronghold we have found near the city. You are to take six… Damn it was six. you on this mission. Pick some good ones to because I expect the blaze from this explosion to last for days… and I want no casualties... unless I say otherwise at a later time. If you do I will… Reward you.” She stated then moved away and back to the monitors with information on how the fighting was going.

Stormfire stood saluted and ran out of the room.

[Pasteurized]

Sounds awesome so far. I wonder who that poor recruit was. (Can I be picked into your 6 people).

[Kazza]

*laughs*

>.>

I wonder if Stormfire really thinks like that... o.O

Can I be in this? *finally asks*

[BartimaeusTrilogyFan]

OMGZ I'm in it!

And I have a rocket launcher, too.

Update?

[Vincent]

Wow, that was so awesome! Great job Isen!

Can I be in it?

[Isen]

Meanwhile up in space… again.

Kazza threw on the reverse thrusters to her Zippo 251 Star fighter. Letting the enemy fly past her…. Vincent did as well and now that she was out of the way a barrage of laser hailed down around the two enemy fighters. It only took a few moments for them to be mere space dust in the skies above Away. “See Vincent…” Kazza’s voice rang over the com. “I told you that maneuver would work movies never lie.” They were the two highest ranked fighters in Risstalle’s fleet and he had a LOT of fighters. Well aside from that other guy… or was he a girl. No one really knew about him or even who he was aside from Risstalle but he was freaking amazing to watch.

If you asked the Admiral about him he would merely reply that it was classified information and you were high enough rank. Then again he even said that to the captains of the ships in his fleet… so who was high enough? Well who cared As long as Kazza and Vincent worked together they were easily a match for any other fighter and most battle ships. Especially with the Zippo 251 the latest in Inheritance space tech and just in time to help with this war. Rumor had it there was another something being cooked up in the technical department back on RPG world. Those guys were always dreaming up the strangest of things.

“Vincent lets return to the WarHammer and refuel. This battle is taking far to much of a toll on my engines we can’t keep this up much longer on what we have.” And Aye came over the come in acceptance of what she had said. “Flame you are in charge until I return.” She said and veered her fighter back in the direction of the ship. It would be one thing if they were just fighting one group but this was the second wave of ships. Risstalle’s fleet could only take so much damage and after what the first fight had done he was in over his head. What was the admiral thinking just keeping them out here like this?


Back on the ship

Isen was leaning against his broom outside of the living quarters. His attentiveness was at zero… because he was asleep. If Risstalle had caught him it would be one thing, but it was Ally with Risstalle back on the bridge Ally had had to take care of… whatever it was that girls took care of in their rooms for an hour. Either way the bucket he was going to use to mop soon was suddenly thrown at him and he fell to the ground. “Get up and get to work. I don’t want to have to report you again for violation Isen.” She said and stormed off.

God that man infuriates me! she thought as she made her way back to the bridge. How did he make it to the top of the Cleaning crew. He is so lazy it’s astounding. Her gaze drifted back and Isen was asleep on the floor now using the bucket as a pillow. She decided against further action it would only be pointless. The man was a complete idiot! Besides she was needed back on the bridge.

[Riss]

Lol can't believe that I didn't see this before now... I love it man.

[Kazza]

I find that kind of ironic. I know someone in real life named Vincent. *laughs*

[Royal Tourist]

Wow great story Isen.
I love your character so lazy.

[Vincent]

I find that kind of ironic. I know someone in real life named Vincent. *laughs*

Woah, that is awesome.

Update Isen! I love this.

[Isen]

somewhere else on the WARHAMMER!!!! (cough riss’s flagship! Freaking crap people follow the damn story line!)

Risstalle was in the bathroom at the moment. The place was clean… Isen was actually doing his job it seemed… or putting it off on his underlings with actual ability. It had to be the later the man was far too lazy to do any work himself. A sound came from behind him and he glanced around to see someone standing behind him… he… didn’t recognize this… EHH!!!! GIRL! What the hell was she doing in the mens bathroom. Ohh sure he had tried to get co-ed bathrooms, but it had been shot down by one of the lamer government officials. “uhh… hi.” He said trying to finish what he was doing. The girl merely starred at him with a blank expression.

After finishing he stopped an turned around. “…Right.” He said. He didn’t have time for any creepy stalker girls at the moment. It was hard enough to keep them at bay in his own room… he had no idea people could crawl through the vents beforehand, Lesson learned. Not that he minded at all, but a little warning was always nice. He moved over and washed his hands then went for the door… the girl was still staring at him. Ok creepy girl aside he needed to get back to the bridge. He shrugged and walked out.

Confusion was great at that moment as he looked ahead of him. His finger came up and pointed at… the girl that had been behind him only moments before. Turning back he glanced into the bathroom and… she wasn’t in there. hmm odd… He thought as he turned to leave. “Risstalle,” the voice came.. obviously female and obviously from the girl. “I have come for your head.” It may not have een so creepy had she actually put some form of emotion into it, but it was all dank and listless.

That aside as soon as she said it he turned gun in hand in moments And flew back to hit the wall. His breath was knocked out of him and it was hard to see with the world spinning like it was. Who the hell…? he thought as he blacked out.

-------------about an hour happens here-------------

The next thing he knew there was a vile stench in his nostrils. “Good god what is that?” he asked moving his hand out he slapped away whatever it was. Slowly the haze cleared from his eyes to see Isen standing over him with an old mop. “Why did you have a mop in front of my face?” He asked the man before him.

“Well it was either a horrid smell or I could try kissing you like in the movie’s, but the second option would give me nightmares for weeks so I went with the mop.” Isen said as if it were nothing.

It took him a moment to reply to such an odd comment. “… Agreed.” He said and stood. Looking over Isen shoulder he found the girl lying on the ground. “Did you do that?” he asked pointing.

Isen turned around to look… “Well… if by did that you mean mopped the floor here about an hour ago and was coming back to pick up my beware wet floor sign then yes.” Isen said pointing at the sign Risstalle had somehow missed earlier. “She’s not dead though only out cold. I checked her first. I was going to check you, but the huge dent in the very strong steel wall made me think you were dead.” The man said moving his pointing finger to the wall which as he said had a very large indent in it where Risstalle had been shortly before hand.

“Uhh right.” Risstalle said hearing footsteps his gaze turned to see about fifteen people running his way in the lead was… Ally. “you called before checking on me to didn’t you?” He asked.

“Ayup.” Isen commented.

“Remind me to punish you later.”

“Got it.” Isen said bringing out a notepad.

This post has been edited by Isen: 21 November 2008 - 08:54 PM