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Magical Lyrical Athra: The Next Generation
Location: Flonyard Stream, Dimensional Sea, near non-administered world “Flonyard”.
Date: MC 12-05-0080
A cutter screamed through a hard bank, rolling slightly to a device blast that grazed its rationalizer fields. It was bare and as scraped as a car through a grinder. Most probably held together by tape and glue. But smugglers favor the Rupture-class junkships for a reason: it was
fast, and matched the TSAB's smaller craft torque for torque.
"Hail them again." Captain Ikel barked.
A dull chime rang from the tactical terminus.
"Still not responding, Ma'am!"
Ikel clapped her hands together on her lips, then gave the next order, "Fire a spread of projectiles - pattern sigma-delta. Maintain device fire, target their main engines."
A double-klaxxon rang through the patrolcraft, followed by a quartet of orange pulses discharging from the twin forward bows. The primary turbodevices fizzed up and lanced energy as well, again glancing the agile craft's field defences. The Silver Spray's magic missiles closed around in a spiral, some rupturing as they collided into parts and debris dumped by the fugitive cutter. The last two made it onto the rationalizers and exploded, tossing the small craft into a planetward barbeque spin. Ikel's cruiser made the correction and chased, but gained just a couple of parsecs before the unidentified prey regained control.
"The boogey is now headed into Flonyard's atmosphere..."
The tactical officer wasn't hiding his frustration at all as he banged new coordinates into the device array. Ikel was about to make another call, when this time Sorcery interrupted.
"There is a large mana build-up on the surface, Ma'am!"
A dimensional weapon on a non-administrated planet?!
Ikel thought. "Hard a-port now!!"
The Silver Spray reared and broke off, while the boogey cruised on ahead. Just in time, for a column of pink energy speared out from behind the TSAB cruiser and through the hapless smugglers.
The sorcery officer stared at her instruments with jaws agape. "Its too weak to be a weapon... But it has linked up with the power source on Mjarv."
The smugglers remained bathed within the mana stream, stuck at full stop even as the Silver Spray came about and closed.
There, the beam seemed to flash as a comet bolted through the column like a can in a pneumotube, slicing the cutter in half. There was no time for anyone on the Silver Spray to react, except watch their boogey break up then melt into a plasma fireball.
With no further word, Sorcery zoomed in on the planet, and came upon a floating array where a large magical circle swirled with runes and blinded out all detail.
"I've never seen that before, Ma'am," the sorcery officer reported, surprise still ringing in his voice.
"All stop!" Ikel recovered soon after. "And get me Naval Command, now!"
“Ah, mou!” Sein let loose in frustration. “Are we there yet?”
“Patience is a virtue you still lack, youngling,” Sister Schach returned gruffly over the shoulder.
“But we’ve been walking half an hour! Why couldn’t they beam us down closer...”
“It is paramount that our identities as outlanders are not discovered.”
Sein just made a face, and wondered again why did she volunteer to join the Saint Church. Sure, Mr Routan made a very enticing speech about the thrills of being a cleric knight, and Otto and Deed were already signed on to be Empress Vivi’ attendents, but NO ONE told her that she has so much studying to do. And now they were in the middle of nowhere, marching through brushed disguised as natives!
Speaking of that, Nakajima brushed through her hair, and felt her “ears” tingle. These ears were in fact magical implements, so that both knights appeared as felinoid as the next trooper down there. The guise even included a tail that moved, and felt, like the real thing. Sein watched her strict instructor tramp along, business as usual, and yet her violet tail was swishing about. The girl almost broke out a giggle when Schach’s ears twitched.
“Yes!” The cyborg yelped in reflex.
“Run through the background of this planet for us.”
“Heeeh...” Nakajima protested. “Do I really have to?”
“A knight will be sent any where the Saint Council deems necessary, and she must know the ground like she knows her blade.”
The pair kept up the brisk pace.
“Come, tell me what you’ve read up on.”
“Um...” Sein stuck out a tongue and thought for a bit. “Flonyard is where we are... It is a non-administrated planet traditionally associated with the Saint Church Congregation. It became part of TSAB territory with rule recognized under Belka Aligned Territories, as stipulated in the agreement... thing...”
“The Declaration of Self-Government of the Belka Self Autonomous Region and Aligned Territories.” Nouera replied without skipping a beat.
“Yeah that mouthful thing.” Sein made another face. “It is populated by sentient humanoid races of predominately caninoid and feliniod body types, though there are other indigenous species as well. Technology level is mana-powered, pre-modern era, with a mix of commonly-used replicated technologies. These were recognized to be replicated technology as while records has been lost it is highly likely that there had been contact between the Ancient Belka Imperium and the natives at some point.”
“Very good,” Schach acknowledged. “See, you managed to get all that memorized so fast.”
“I’m a cyborg, I just record everything I see and access them again,” Sein griped. “That’s why studying is pointless for me! I can just log into a library and download everything.”
“But won’t you then be a vault of images and no recognition?”
There was no answer to that.
“Now, why are we here?”
Sein crossed her arms behind her head. “2 hours ago, a cutter carrying smugglers were discovered leaving Flonyard. The TSAB patrolcraft pursued, but the cutter was destroyed by an unknown device found on the planet surface. As these anomalies occurred on non-administrated Aligned Territory, Saint Council dispatched the first team to investigate without waiting for Bureau orders. You, Sister Schach of the Kaiser’s Space Ship
, answered the call and here we are!”
“...mucking around on some unglam backwater planet...”
Sein complained in soft postscript.
“Yes, we’re both disguised as cat women, to enter the faction called the Gallet Empire. We have to uncover what were the smugglers carrying off Flonyard, and locate their base of operations. Once that is confirmed, reinforcements will dismantle the den and everyone will withdraw under cloak. At no point must our presence be discovered.”
“And why is that?”
Sein sighed. She already lost the point of the whole conversation a while back. “Well... The Time Space Prime Directive states that unless the safety of the Bureau is threatened, all officers must not needlessly interfere with pre-void civilizations in order to assure that they continue to develop unhindered from outside forces. This includes impeding other non-Bureau entities from interfering with the native cultures.”
“Do you also want me to detail all 47 schedules, 341 appendices and 65 amendments to the Prime Directive, Sister Schach?” Nakajima was making her frustration known.
Nouera remained silent, and stopped suddenly, hand up in the air. Sein bristled, muscles stretching as defensive subroutines came to full strength.
[Do you hear that?]
Came Schach’s psychic message.
Without a sound, Nakajima projected a fine energy array from her ears, and listened. At first there were faint echoes of voices, but as Sein amped it up, she could make out angry roars amid the clanging of metal.
[Sounds like... some kind of battle.]
[We must hurry, for there is no telling what this could mean for our investigation]
, Schach replied, skipping up the hillside before landing on the bough of a greater oak.
[We’ll use the canopy as cover.]
[Finally, some action!]
You probably can already tell what I'm up to by now...
So, here's to my return to proper fandom, and hopefully I'll update soon enough. Meanwhile, enjoy the catgirls.
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