Victory Over All (CIS)

[Keva]

As time progressed, Keva had not earned friends. She had earned enemies. But regardless of the enemies she earned among her peers, she was efficient. Painfully so. In fact this very notion had been what brought her down this slowly infamous path: it was pragmatism. Cold, ruthless, pragmatism. Her goal was all that mattered, all others were tools to reach this goal of Galactic order. Victory was all. Success was all. ​

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And now it had become time to prove herself once again, a new victory. A mere wargame, but a victory nonetheless. She could respect the intensity of the simulation used, each warrior hooked into a machine to project them onto this virtual battlefield: all felt as real as though she walked on a battlefield, her legion of droids appeared across the field. Mere code, but if one was not aware of the simulation they looked as real as the actual machines.​

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And as the field warped, her opponents manifested across the field. There was little in the way of advanced objectives today, the victor would stand, and the loser would be the ones who were crushed by the opponent. Be it by debilitation or surrender. They would feel pain still, but death was a specter with no power here today.​

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With a final stomp, Keva’s droids assembled. Now, it was time to merely wait till the the sound was given to attack.​

 

[Tiria Reinhart]

"Wargame?" Tiria had stared at the officer for a moment as she considered the offer put before her. Apparently one not constrained to just the Defense Force either. "Fill me in."

Later the five nine Lieutenant found herself in the chamber where the machines were situated. The Dauntless Commando strode forward and claimed one for herself without hesitation. If they were offering then Tiria had seen no reason not to participate. It wasn't often their two branches had an opportunity to mingle. Granted, there was a cultural reason for that held by some, but the Hive was not swept restrained by any rivalry. They would fight and die together on the battlefield; if that just happened to be virtual, so be it.

A moment passed while Tiria lifted her hand up before her and slowly flexed her fingers within the simulation. It felt strange. She knew it wasn't real, but the sensory inputs were meant to make her believe it was real. From the lack of response from others, however, Tiria suspected her experience was influenced by her connection with the Hive. This experience might prove useful in the future, however.

With only a quick scan of the area, the Lieutenant found a squad of Commandos standing by awaiting orders. However, soon the stomp of droid feet nearby draw Tiria's green eyes then. They appeared led by a Chiss. Able tacticians. Cunning. A smile turned the corners of her lips upward. Before battle was joined it might be wise to learn the other commander's name. Evaluating her potential value to the Hive was also foremost on her mind.

"Marshal. I don't believe we've met before. I am Lieutenant Reinhart. What is your strategic analysis of this battlefield?" Yes, Tiria liked the cold, analytical ones. She held a strong appreciation for passion, but she understood those whose minds operated in an organized fashion. Tiria could under stand them. Predict what their next move might be, and move to supplement it with her own. Even if they were not Joined they could accomplish much together. It would be most illuminating to understand the type of commander Keva was when the battle began.

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[Nathan Vance]

Location: Combat Simulation, Alpha Team redezvous.​

Objective: Dominate the battlefield​

Equipment: Project PEREGRINE Scout Armor, Blaster Carbine, .48 Enforcer. Various grenades.​

Tags: [member="Keva"] [member="Tiria Reinhart"]​

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Training simulations could never match the adrenaline rush and chaos that is real combat. It was, however, a good way to expand one's tactical abilities, and let them learn the abilities of their allies. It was also, at times, quite fun, which is why Vance had always taken part in such drills. Not many of the Dauntless Commandos could be found in these simulations- many prefered live combat only. But for some, every bit of training made sense. Nathan was one of these people.

As he made his way towards the rendezvous point, he could see a small gathering of people already. Team Alpha was preparing to make their move. Nathan scanned the area in search of someone who looked like they would be in command today. It would be great to get to know them early on, since they would have to cooperate a lot over the course of this simulated battle. Vance was quite the competitive type, and he did not want to lose. Not today. His eyes darted around the area as he made attempts to discern anyone familiar, or anyone of higher rank. Soon enough, his eyes fell upon Lieutenant Tiria Reinhart, fellow Dauntless Commando. His eyes continue the sweep, only to meet the red eyes of... a Chiss. Quite the peculiar race, quite rare as well. Many made great commanders within the Confederacy. However, many were known for outrageous ruthlessness in combat. It was a matter of chance, wether they were ruthlessly brilliant, or brilliantly ruthless. That unsettled the commando. However, no moves were made yet, and he had no right to judge as of yet. Perhaps the brilliancy of the Chiss could lead them to victory today. Maybe it would give them the edge.

As he closed the distance between himself and the two women talking, Nathan scanned the Chiss with his eyes some more. They had always made him feel on edge.

"Commando Vance, Reporting for Duty Ma'am"- he extended a crisp salute.

 

[Keva]

Commandos. Keva was thankfully a cold woman, and her disdain for that lot was carefully checked. Reckless, fool-hardy, and far too self-important. They destroyed plans, and usually only got in the way of her warfare. Of course, she rarely would say this to their face: only once. When that lot who had decided storming a warehouse was smarter than merely bombarding it into burning rubble, and had decided to get in the way of her missile barrage.

These two would hopefully not be so dense.

"Keva."

She was far from a talker, her thickly accented voice made it painfully obvious basic was far from her strongest language. Even though it had improved greatly. She nodded at [member="Nathan Vance"] as he approached. One greeting was good enough for her.

"There has been three possible choke points given to us. We must funnel the enemy into these choke points, hold them with our forces, then barrage them into dust."

It was a simple tactic, a wishful one, but in the event it worked it would be utterly devastating. A meatwall of friendly forces hold the enemy in place for easy bombardment, cold, ruthless, and effective. Such was how Keva waged war.

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[Tiria Reinhart]

"Lieutenant Reinhart," Tiria replied calmly for Nathan's benefit.

The Chiss' response had been a touch cold, but her species had a solid reputation. One someone like Tiria could appreciate. Though there was something about Keva's body language that spoke of... apprehension might be the best word for it. It was difficult to put it into words; though the sensation was felt throughout the Hive.

Barrage? Potentially effective if well managed. "Will your forces be able to hold one of the three choke points, Keva? Each of us takes one and can focus on holding the enemy in place." Three commanders, three choke points. While Tiria hadn't had much of an opportunity to get to know Nathan, he was a Commando and perfectly capable of leading a squad of his own.

Her eyes turned to the man that had joined them. "We will scout beyond the choke point before the enemy arrives." The sooner they knew the enemy's capabilities, the more likely they would succeed. After all, if they managed to avoid being funneled so easily Keva's entire strategy would fall apart, and they'd all be slaughtered by a flanking military force.

Tag: [member="Keva"] | [member="Nathan Vance"]