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The Return Of The King
« on: May 05, 2018, 05:13:52 AM »

The work was tedious to say the least, another few weeks gone by.  Anchor in, cut away the debris, climb a little further. Several times he had to secure various bits of metal to the walls of the shaft prior to cutting. Several times he had spent an entire day on a 10 foot climb. A sense of anticipation came over Joshua as he secured himself into a Y harness in front of an elevator door. Gripping a Haligan tool, he slammed one end into the seam and began to pry the doors open. A rush of air greeted him, a little stale, but nothing compared to the recycled air he has all but gotten used to. With one last effort, Joshua heaved himself up over the lip and rolled into the lobby. Getting his bearings, he realized he was standing in a back room of an abandoned ranger station, obviously cover for the medial bunker he had lived in the last couple years.

Joshua began to search the station. Stopping first at a bank of radios, he keyed several frequencies. Static and silence were all that greeted him on the radio, which of course, was unable to access the military frequencies. Sighing aloud he wandered over to a wall map. Spending a few minutes he came to understand he was high in the coastal mountains, not too far from Lancaster. The map also showed there was a secondary station further up the mountain....hopefully with less interference.


"I guess I'm going hiking."


The thin mountain air caused Joshua to struggle a bit and he found himself panting several times. He took it at sort of a pennance however and thought back to the time he travelled through East Moreland in a similar manner. He smiled at the memory. The hike seemed to get easier as he went, as muscles cramped and strained from working in a shaft finally got the good stretch they needed and he soon arrived at the secondary station. This one appeared to be in a bit better shape than the one he left. The front door was stuck, but a good shove caused it to creak inward. The lights did not work but it was only late afternoon. He had time. Coming to a desk he saw a letter on top.


To whom it may concern,

The situation here is untenable. We have had no support is the last weeks and our supplies of food and water are running low. Not to mention fuel for heating and to run the jenny's. Joanna called up from the main station, the elevator to the bunker jammed up and when one of the maintenance guys tried to force it , it gave way and crashed to the bottom. I believe those poor devils are stuck down there. Joanna and I are the last ones here. When she gets here we are going to head into the interior, away from the cities. They are starting to sound bad. If you are reading this, I hope everything has returned to normal. If not, well, I left two bottles of water and some coffee beans in the desk drawer. The grinder and press are on the shelf next to the stove. A hot cup of coffee is all I can spare mate. Desk drawer sticks a little. Good luck to you.

God Bless the King

Senior Ranger John Hurst.


Joshua read the letter a second time as the coffee brewed and a third as he drank it. It was probably the best cup of coffee he had ever had. He though about Ranger Hurst and smiled as he poured a second cup and wondered what kind of man takes the time to write a letter and leave something like this for another, never knowing what the gesture would mean. He hoped John made it to somewhere safe. Joshua folded the letter and put it in his pocket and sat down in front of the radio. He had checked it over and inserted a charged fresh battery from his ruck. Taking a sip of coffee he toggled the switches for the Emergency Signals Channel, the Emergency Aviation Frequency and because he was close enough to the Illumic, the International Maritime Distress Frequency.


"Any receiving station, this is Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station. Any receiving station, this is Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station. We are in need of evacuation of 13, I repeat 13 stable but non-ambulatory medical patients and 7, repeat 7 others. High angle rescue will be rerquired.


Joshua waited for several minutes and then repeated his message.


"Any receiving station, this is Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station. Any receiving station, this is Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station. We are in need of evacuation of 13, I repeat 13 stable but non-ambulatory medical patients and 7, repeat 7 others. High angle rescue will be required. Carbondale will broadcast again in sixty, that's 6-0 minutes."


His message completed and to conserve battery power, Joshua drank the last of his cup before leaning over and clicking off the radio.



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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #1 on: May 05, 2018, 07:20:31 AM »
"So there is nothing I can say to change your mind?" McKenna asked as Evanthe finished buttoning her shirt. "No, I very much doubt that there is. You have executive control, I trust you will uphold your duties with distinction, as I must mine," she said looking at her reflection. Sighing McKenna reserved himself to the winds of fate, "And what of Emerson?" he asked. "He will understand, I am sure of it."

As the two spoke over the chatter of the television an aide entered the room, "Lady Evanthe, QAMB has forwarded the following snippet. While the signal is weak I believe you should hear it." After the second listening Eva grinned, turning to McKenna, "I told you, if anyone is a survivor, it is him."

"Is she ready?" she continued. "She can be put to sea within the hour on such short notice." "Good, see to it the crew is briefed and prepared for action. Furthermore see if we can secure support from QAMB, we will likely need it. Either way, the Dancer puts to sea with or without word from the Rokkenjimans."

Some hours later



"Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station this is CSS Gypsy Dancer, receiving your message. We are presently making steam from Somerset with support expected from the Imperial Rokkenjiman Illumic Fleet. Should you receive this message do confirm at your ability. This message will repeat every thirty minutes until your response is received."

"He will answer," Eva said to herself as the broadcast repeated for a third time. "He has to, divert as much power as needed to increase the range of our signal and keep me updated of any updates," Evanthe said as she departed the bridge.

She had seen that the Seaforthian naval ensign flew from the Gypsy Dancer for this mission, broadcasting a second message at regular intervals.

"To any receiving station this is CSS Gypsy Dancer, Sub-Lieutenant Evanthe Rhodes. We answer the call to duty and service of Seaforth and lend our services to whatever end is needed. Please acknowledge and instruct."

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #2 on: May 05, 2018, 07:44:26 AM »
The Spotter had been tasked with electronic data gathering, the usual thing, fly over Lakhzovia spend a few hours on station and fly home. Most sorties produced nothing new, just some minor orders between units , nothing to change the outcome of ongoing operations there.

"We`re bingo fuel heading for home" It had become standard practice for the inbound aircraft to take a more Northernlt route home, keeping them clear of the aircraft on its way in. It was the usul uneventful flight, most analysts simply reviewing the data and images they had collected. Corporal Smith however on the comms monitoring station was flicking as usual between different frequencies seeing what was out there. 9 times out of 10 it was nothing so today he was surprised to pick up a message. By the time he`d passed it one the radio was dead, its position was marked and on the flight went.

Back at Illumic Command there was a hive of activity as more intelligence officers poured over the message they`d received mid air. A flurry of messsages were being passed up and down the chain of command and in the way things often did in East Moreland Alex Redfern had picked up on them, and when Seaforth was mentioned that meant King David. With thirty minutes on the clock the King picked up his office phone and in the way only theKing could had General Yacobs on the line within seconds. "Put a bird in the air from the carrier, whatever it needs to do it gets over that signal in the next 20 minutes  understood?"

"Roger that Your Majesty" Katie put dow the phone and replaced it in her hand with the radio microphone set to REMNS Portworth`s frequency. Less than five minutes later a pair of high speed jets entered   what had once been Seaforth Air space. They arrived on scene just in time for the second installment. As it played the two pilots flying in formation shot each other a thumbs up before the lead pilot Flt. Lt Gebbie took a deep breath and keyed his comms.

"Carbondale this is Echo Mike Three of the Royal East Moreland Air Force, we are receiving you loud and clear." The pilots had been briefed mid flight as to what to say and remembering his script the officer continued. "We will be enroute for casualties ASAP. ETA six hours, this freqeuncy will be monitored until face t face contact is made. Good to hear you."

It was missions like this the Ekra-Badger had been built for high speed transport and as the various teams began loading equipment a helicopter landed carrying King David and Alex Redfern, both dressed in military DPM. "I thought you`d retired" Yacobs who was overseeing the operation quipped as she saw the King.

"Message said high angle rescue, the Alpine Cadre is off in the Alps and their the experts" David said proud of his ex Regiment. "We were sat around not doing much so figured we`d lend a hand" Both the King and his brother in law had been members ofthe mountain specialists and so David had felt a moral obligation to come, which meant alex was along more as bodyguard. They helped load the gear , the Kings lower back gently aching by the time they had done. The Ekra-Badger flew inches from the seas surface as it streaked across the Illumic. It stopped first by a Frigate and refuelled before resuming its advance, next was a Destroyer each using their reserve of aviation fuel to get the GEV where it neededto be. The King was rather enjoying the adventure and his first prolonged flight in what many affectionatey called The Beast. Soon they transfered to the carrier and boarded  helicopters, six hours 38 minutes after the carrer fighters had last made contact the helicopters touched down in a field around 2km east of the signal. A group of Marines stayed with the birds while the rest, with Alex on point made there way towards the Ranger Station.

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #3 on: May 05, 2018, 04:33:09 PM »

Carbondale Secondary Ranger Station

"Carbond......dge Ranger Station this is CSS....ypsy Dance...., recei.......your mes......"


Joshua starined to hear the message against the static, smiling as he was able to pick out what ship was responding, though was unable to get through himself.  He wold see them soon enough. He switched back over to the Emergency Aviation Frequency.


"Eco Mike 3, Echo Mike 3. This is Carbondale, reading you 3x5. Good to hear you too. Copy ETA of 6 hours. I am also getting contact from a Seaforth vessel in the Illumic on the Maritime Frequency. I'm reading them 1x5 and am unable to respond.."



OOC: I've done Carbondale a couple times over the years, its actually a pretty fun hike. Bring a jacket.  :P
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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #4 on: May 06, 2018, 11:48:34 PM »
The cold and the terrian where nothing new to the Morelanders, most of them had served in the Alps at various points and while the hike was not a walk in the park it wasn't difficult either for the team. David was rather enjoying it, for the first fifteen minutes then as the angle of the slope and the backpack kicked in his lower back began to ache, he did his best to not let it show but as Alex turned round he could see his friend wasn't comfortable. "You ok?" Alex asked as he fell into step next to his friend.

"You're supposed to be on point" Was all David said as the true trudged upwards, the look on Alex's face showed his comment was uncalled for. "Sorry, guess just not as used to this as I should be." he conceded as Alex yelled for a Red Legion Corporal to take point, the man jogging past them with an ease that made David feel even worse, just two years ago he'd have merrily ran up this hill too, but now just the walk was becoming uncomfortable.

"You're getting soft" Alex said, "Too much time in the Palace, not enough out and about. When was the last time you went running?" Alex asked knowing full well the answer. "You used to run everyday, used to think you could beat Sophie too.....you goon" the pair laughed. "You rattle around in that Palace on your own whenever Rhiannon's at her Mum's, its not healthy." It was true, there had been a time he was surrounded by family, now he only had Rhiannon half the time and it had made him spend most of his spare time alone. It was one of the reasons he'd wanted to come, one last "mission" a chance to do something rather than as he'd once called it "drive a desk".

Thankfully the pain in his lower back eased as the terrain flattened out and the Ranger station came into view. "Hold here" Redfern ordered as he and three Red's went forward to scout the area. "HELLO!" Alex yelled as he scanned the approach. "Carbondale this is the East Moreland Army" he yelled again looking for activity. "HELLO!" he yelled once more as he approached the Ranger station door, "My names Alex Redfern, East Moreland Army, I'm coming in" he added as he carefully tried the door.

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« Reply #5 on: May 07, 2018, 12:31:29 AM »
"She went where?" was all Emerson Ravenswood, the Count of Saika and fiancée of Evanthe Rhodes, could say, he'd been spending a lot of time in Somerset, which was to be expected with the impending wedding it was also the opportunity for him and his daughter to get to know Evanthe's son a little better, this had been going well but then Evanthe had upped and run off somewhere.
"There was a communication of some sort coming from Seaforth." the castle's member of staff said in answer to the question, which made Emerson think so much for that afternoon they'd planned lunch out and then a walk down at the beach. He paused thinking.
"Something wrong?" his daughter Amy Ravenswood asked
"She thinks it's him." Emerson said "She thinks it's Joshua."
"I thought he was dead." Amy said
"So does most of Mundus" Emerson said "Remember though that doesn't mean anything without a body, the historical example of Su Mai Nekhaga should be enough to prove that. You've picked Josiah up from school before right?"
"Yeah." Amy said
"Well it might be a good idea to do that now." Emerson said "Before someone hits him with the news."
"If it is him where does that leave you and Evanthe?" Amy asked
"Exactly where we are." Emerson said "Nothing changes."
"That's optimistic." Amy said
"You know why it took me a while to propose to her?" Emerson asked, Amy shook her head "Because it took her a while to close the book on Joshua."
"And now you think she's going to reopen it?" Amy asked
"This is more about closure, she needs to know." Emerson said "One way or the other."
"I'll be back in half an hour." Amy said, picking up her car keys and heading for the door.

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« Reply #6 on: May 07, 2018, 05:54:34 PM »

McKenna grunted as he read the message transcript. An East Moreland mission in Seaforth and the Gypsy Dancer playing around off the coast. It stuck in his craw that Seaforth was unable to see to their own borders, their own airspace. Soon, he thought to himself. Fuel once again flowed. Soldiers, sailors and airmen were once again being paid. In under a week they would make landfall and relive the beleaguered police and soldiers left behind to keep what order they could. Pacing the small command deck of the CSS Exodus, he paused and issued the command...


"Detach the Dauntless Wolf Pack from this fleet. Order them to rendezvous and make contact with the  Gypsy Dancer."


McKenna wonder what Captain McCaffery was up to...





Onboard the CSS Dauntless, several hours later...


"Come about 30 degrees north and make turns to match speed with the Dancer. Let 'em know we're here."

Smiling evilly, the captain dropped into a credible impersonation of a well known actor.

"One ping. One ping only."

The Sonarman chuckled at the old joke and dutifully pinged the Gypsy Dancer one time as the radio operator contacted the ship.

"Dancer, Dancer. This is Dauntless, over. Dancer, Dancer. This is Dauntless...."



Joshua was confused for a short moment. East Moreland? What the fuck was the East Moreland Army doing here? The Air Force using our airspace was one thing, a common practice when East Moreland needed to fly into the interior of Cotf Aranye. EMA troops conducting a rescue mission in the coastal mountains was an entirely different beast, and more than a little disconcerting. Perhaps being a little overly cautious, Joshua remained seated by the stove. A cup of coffee in his left hand, his right drew his pistol but kept it hidden behind his leg. With only his sidearm, any kind of actual squad would blow him away, almost immediately. Redfern. He recalled the name but couldn't find his face in his memory. David's friend though. If it really was Redfern, he was depending a lot on East Moreland training to not get shot in the head.

The silence in his ears was deafening. As he watched the door handle softly turn he cocked back the hammer. As "Alex Redfern" entered, Joshua finally spoke.


"A proper Morelander would have brought something to drink."
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« Reply #7 on: May 07, 2018, 09:15:48 PM »
While they hadn't expected any problems Alex wasn't taking any chances, he kept talking and had his rifle shouldered but aimed squarely at the floor. He edged around the door as he heard the voice, as he edged his way into the room he recognised Joshua, it took him a moment or two to believe it though, by which time he'd been joined in the doorway by two Corporals, he gestured for them to lower his weapon. He was unsure what to make of the situation, Joshua was assumed dead, hell his ex-wife, or wife, Redfern couldn't be sure was even due to get married soon. He figured though humour was probably a good way of dealing with it. "I remember a time Seaforth would have had the BBQ fired up by now" he smiled. "You're a sight for sore eyes" he added,"You ok to wait here?" he didn't wait and just left the two junior NCO's in the station as he jogged back a short distance to where the others waited in the cover around the station. "You are not gonna believe this shit" Alex motioned for David to follow, he dropped his pack and slung his rifle as Alex walked back to the door in silence holding it open for his King.

"In the name of Helus" David looked wide eyed at Joshua as he walked in his eyes widened, "Fuck me your alive" the King said without thinking he crossed over and extended a hand helping Joshua to his feet and warmly hugging him. "What the hell happened to you?" David asked as he stepped back, "Where on Mundus have you been?" He realised he was asking far too many questions, "That can wait, we got your transmission, we've medics outside and some climbing rescue gear, you can fill us in while we get to work." the King began to head for the door, "Come on, show us where you need us."

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« Reply #8 on: May 07, 2018, 10:41:25 PM »

Joshua reholstered and waited.  Seeing David, he smiled as they clasped hands and he returned the hug with equal warmth. When they parted, the previuos mention of Seaforth BBQ clicked and his memory came flooding back to when he last saw Alex. Looking sheepish, Joshua reached out and gave Redern a friendly squeeze on the shoulder.


"Fuck me...Ostlake. That little Moreland corporal kicked both our asses. Freya's and mine. Beckmann was it? I'm sorry Alex. Some things are still....fuzzy. But King David is right, there is work to do. The main ranger station is a few clicks further to the west. Downhill though. Our problem is 13 patients, two doctors and 4 technicians currently residing in a medical bunker at the bottom of an elevator shaft. The elevator and interior structure of the shaft being in mostly little pieces at the bottom."


Leading the Morelanders down the path, Joshua filled David in on his recent history.


"I don't remember the crash at all. I and one other survived and were brought here by Seaforth SAR. I'm told, shortly after we arrived the power went out and with it, comms. They tried to get the elevator going manually but that just led to a busted elevator. As for me personally, the doc's below told me it was mainly a head injury they were worried about. A medically induced coma followed by a garden variety coma led to a 17 month nap. I don't reccomend it. I came around maybe six months ago, though I keep having to remind myself that the other poor bastards down there have been locked away for just over 2 years. Physically I was ok, just weak and atrophied. I think the canchre mechanics were bored, frankly, cause for six months I have been doing nothing but eat, lift and cut that shaft open. Im pretty sure there was a bet to see how big they could get me by the time we got out."

Finally reaching the ranger station, Joshua led the Morelanders to the shaft. Grabbing a tool, he and one of the Morelanders pried open and propped the doors. As the rescue teams went to work, Joshua had David alone for a moment.

"Ok, David. Since you lot are here, and not a Seaforth unit......how bad is it? Evanthe and our son?"

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« Reply #9 on: May 07, 2018, 11:28:10 PM »
It was a good thing Joshua's memory hadn't entirely gone but it sounded like they'd been through hell. As they began to walk the King and Joshua found some space in the midst of the column to chat. "You've done well getting yourself out that shit" David began as they started the hike, David's back playing up again after the first one meaning he was walking with his hands pressed into the small of his spine, it was a pain though he'd become accustomed to. "We've heard next to nothing official from Seaforth for months, we had every flight that went over, civilian and military, check frequencies for transmissions and nothing, it amazed us. When we sent recon missions all we found where abandoned settlements, we assumed most had headed t Somerset. " David shrugged unsure what to say, "We should have just invaded you guys, sent a Legion and marched through" David thought back to what the Alanders had done when Uppsala went to pieces, just rolled their armour over the boarder and saved the lives of millions in the UNP by taking their old neighbour into the fold, would something like that have worked with Seaforth. "We should have just come" David said again questioning why they hadn't.

As they got closer David stopped and slipped his pack off stretching against a tree. "I think I could do with a coma" he tried to smile as he nursed his back. "Guess I'm not aging as well as you" he added as he slung his pack back on.

When Joshua asked about Evanthe and his son David paused for a moment, in one moment he could break Joshua's heart but then again how was Evanthe supposed to know her husband was in a coma, everyone had thought he was dead himself included. "Evanthe is doing good from what I hear, spent a few months as Empress of Rokkenjima.....you've some catching up to do...." David side tracked for a moment before continuing, "and she created a new country in Somerset, so she's been busy. Last I saw of your boy was the Establishment Day of Somerset......shit..." David chuckled, "You remember that sword you made in Ostlake that time, was supposed to come back for it at some point.....well...I.....well it's your son's now we gave it the family on Establishment Day, but at least now you can teach him how to use it hey? " David said cheerfully skirting round Evanthe's upcoming nuptials.

The King was busy playing with ropes laying them out as he talked with Rhodes, Redfern examining the shaft for anchor points. "The worlds changed, by Helus its changed, and not just Seaforth" David began thinking what the last 17 months had brought. "The CIS has gone, means we're no longer technically allies, but then again I don't think that ever stopped us" He handed his coiled rope off to a NCO who was helping set up. "You missed Beatrice get accused of war crimes, found not guilty, but then maybe at worst she may have co-operated with the Borlanders at best kept their conversation with them secret, either way she's been made outcast in East Moreland, Evanthe brought her for a confession of sorts, I called her "Lackblade"[1]. Since then we've looked elsewhere, become friends with Ui Cennesliag, seems we have a thing for you Celts, Lodja and The Iwi, Ecclesiastical State just joined our little gang too" he added, "Oh, and most importantly East Moreland became the first two time Rugby World Cup Champions" he smiled as he gathered up some harnesses and headed over to the shaft.

"Should be easy enough getting down" Alex said putting on a harness and offering one to Rhodes. "We're going to go down, we'll then get the walking wounded out. The engineer detachment brought some cutting gear and the like, they'll make the openings wider and as safe as possible while we assess injuries. That being done we bring down the stretchers and start getting out the more serious cases. I'll go first." with that Alex was already descending into the hole, six years in the Alpine Cadre making handling of ropes second nature, as to it was for King David as he followed his friend before waiting for the others including Joshua at the bottom.
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« Reply #10 on: May 08, 2018, 04:58:41 PM »

Joshua processed the information slowly as he descended. Reaching the bottom he chuckled at the two former Alpine Cadre.

"Never did care for heights."

Joshua led them out of the dingy foyer, past a oxy/acetalene cutting torch and various piles of twisted girder and haphazardly piled cables. At few turns and a couple hallways later, he stopped at a door. Punching in a code, the pad flashed green and they entered. On the other side of the door was a dimly lit hallway. Other than the gloom, it could have been a floor in any modern hospital. As they proceeded a woman came out of a doorway ahead of them. Drenched in sweat and still in her workout gear, she flipped a towel off her neck and popped to attention. Her curved running prosthesis from a left sided, below the knee amputation, clicked oddly against her track shoe.

"Get cleaned up Leftenant. We are getting out of here."

"Yes Sir." Replied the Leftenant.

Joshua glanced sideways at David as they continued down the hall and offered a brief comment.

"Was an enlisted Leopard Tank commander. Eugenics War. Good noncom. Got to get her a platoon."

They continued on, passing through a set of double doors leading to a nursing station.  A short, wiry man with salt and pepper hair and glasses stood up.

"Ah, General. You have returned. By your company, am I to believe we are to be delivered from durance vile?"

"Yes, Doctor. The Morelanders are here and the situation is well in hand."

The doctor grasped the implications almost immediately...

"Well, shit."

As the medical staff worked with the Morelanders, discussing patient needs and the best method of lifting them out, Joshua was able to speak with David again...

"You know David, maybe you could have invaded. Saved what you could. But its just land. Stuff. Seaforth has always been it's people. Hell, look what we call ourselves. Not East MoreLAND or BorLAND. SeaFORTH. Even old Jocelyn of Rhodes brought his people here from somewhere else. Do we know where from? No. Cause it doesn't really matter. With that historical mindset, if the High Command thought it was serious enough, they would have enacted an Exodus protocol. They would have got everyone they could out of the danger zone by any means possible. Ships, planes, walking across borders. The rest will hunker down and brace for impact. It's ok David. Seaforth still exists and we will call our people back. Be stronger for it."

"It's too bad about the CIS, though that organization may have just run it's course. We may not be allies on paper, but my country has not had a better friend. Maybe we should write something down though. Keep the pencil pushers happy, you know?"


Pausing for a moment, Joshua's thoughts turned to Beatrice and Rokkenjima and they always do....to Evanthe.

"I'm sorry to hear things have soured with Rokkenjima. Beatrice Lackblade, eh? Must have been an intense moment. I initially thought I was surprised to hear that she would pull something like that....but then I know better, eh? The Illumic Blockade wasn't just a boat show.

Joshua could tell King David had skirted around Evanthe and Josiah. He wondered why. Evanthe and his son were alive and well and that's was good enough for the moment and he decided not to push. The two men continued to help with the rescue efforts, but that was mostly left to Redfern and the Doctors. As Joshua and David watched the last patient being hoisted up the elevator shaft Joshua smiled and breathed deep.

"I'm sorry David, seeing you and Alex and all the excitement of getting out of here, I didn't ask after your family. Are they well?"

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #11 on: May 09, 2018, 10:53:01 AM »
"Dauntless, this is the Gypsy Dancer, we receive you loud and clear," came Evanthe's reply. "With our pleasantries out of the way I present myself, my vessel and her crew to the service of Seaforth for however long is required. We await orders, instructions, and information as to the transmissions from Carbondale Ridge Ranger Station. We will await further advisement and instruction before proceeding."

In the mean time Evanthe took out her phone and brought up the thread of messages with Emerson, though nothing new awaited her there. She wondered if she should send something, after all, leaving as abruptly as she did there was little chance for them to speak prior to her departure. After some thought she felt it best to break the ice, at least so he knew she was alright if nothing else.

"Sorry about lunch, raincheck?"

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #12 on: May 09, 2018, 01:54:00 PM »
After a half hour or so of helping move patients, rigging harnasses and helping vertical stretchers ascend the shaft the King was beginning to forget about the throb in the lower back, when Joshua asked about the Ironside family David realised he'd not seen his friend for such a long time. "We're smaller than we were" the King began, "I haven't see you in such a long time I can't actually recall when all this happened." He tried to smile, "Well the Kings Blood group, the cousin of Kyle Barren's little gang, they assassinated Joanna, got Hugo MacGregor at the same time, would have got me too if it hadn't been for Freya." The King lifted up his shirt showing the twisted mangled scar on his lower back from where the first of two rounds hit him, the second hitting him in the stomach, " Then me and Matilda hit a rocky patch....she wanted another child and I couldn't imagine going what we went through with Caspian again. I didn't want to know which of us had the wonky gene, but seems Joanna Osman carries it, so Matilda does to. When I found that out I...well lets just say I wasn't a great husband, Matilda still desperately wanted another child, I couldn't. So that was the end of that." David looked glum as they prepared to get themselves out the underground complex. "Good news is though Sophie found herself a Seaforthian boyfriend, although we did convert him to a Morelander, helped us win the Rugby World Cup too." David checked his and Joshua's ropes "She's joined the Air Force too, Freya married Alex, Rhiannon thinks she's a medieval knight one day, zookeeper the next and Matilda just let her buy a bloody pet fox." The King laughed as the pair of them were getting hauled up. "Out of all the animals it had to be the Achkaerin one."

As they reached the surface helicopters that had ferried the team in winched the wounded out while those capable of walking made their way down the hill to a flatter spot where the aircraft could land. The last one in was the one designated for the King who immediately went and spoke with the pilot before returning. "We've got two hours of fuel, we need thirty to get back to our carrier in the Illumic. So as I see it we can either take you there with us or we've time to go somewhere else. Your country, your choice" David said as he handed Joshua the pilots map, it had a cross showing where they were and a black circle, "apparently we can get anywhere in there" David pointed as they waited.

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #13 on: May 09, 2018, 05:46:33 PM »
Illumic Channel

"Acknowledged, Dancer. Standby to recieve personnel."

The CSS Dauntless, an Exodus Class submarine surfaced alongside the CSS Gypsy Dancer. The crew of the Dancer watched as one of the modular bays opened up to deploy a small Zodiac type boat. As the boat approached the Gypsy Dancer, the crew of the frigate dropped a collapsible climbing ladder over the side. All waited patiently as one of the submarine's crew climbed the ladder. Stepping on board was Colonel Andrew Rhodes, cousin to Joshua Rhodes and, before the fall, rumoured to be commander of The Blackwatch, Seaforth's intelligence service.

Smiling at Evanthe, he returned her salute.


"Good Evening, Sub-Leftenant. We are aware of the developing situation and....it seems we need to talk."


Coastal Mountains, Seaforth

Joshua nodded along with the news of David's family.

"It seems as I slept, the world kept right on turning without me. Joanna's loss is grave news indeed."

Looking at David's scars, Joshua involuntarily winced, remembering his father's scars and the chronic pain that accompanied them.

"It seems Rolaf doesn't want either one of us."

Joshua delighted in hearing of the exploits of Sophie and Rhiannon.

"Moreland girls are a lively bunch. I'm not surprised Sophie is dating a Seaforthian. We are, after all a beautiful people and she obviously has good taste."

Joshua sat near the last helicopter as King David spoke with the pilot, joking with the Morelanders and taking the time to congratulate Alex on his marriage to Freya. A few minutes later, David returned and handed him the map. Looking over it, Joshua made his choice.

"I think the best choice would be to start back to the carrier. I had spotty contact with a Seaforth vessel in the Illumic and I would like to try to raise them enroute. It's important I get back in contact with the High Command as soon as possible."

King David nodded and they borded the helicopter. As they rose up into the air and set out over the mountains a brief memory of the crash flashed through Joshua's mind. Setting his jaw and gripping a handle, Joshua endured the ride with grim determination, silently wishing the Moreland flight crew would find the Seaforth ship.


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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #14 on: May 12, 2018, 06:52:00 AM »
"Quite the understatement, Colonel," Evanthe replied. "I've heard whispers, rumours and, earlier today if my hearing has not betrayed me, a most revenant voice?" Before continuing any further she calmed herself, understandably she had questions but remaining calm would be best for all involved. "I am certain you will brief me of the situation, what we can do to assist. Once that is addressed we  may have a free discussion in private later regarding those aspects more personal, yes?"

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #15 on: May 12, 2018, 09:38:18 PM »
"Moreland girls are a lively bunch. I'm not surprised Sophie is dating a Seaforthian. We are, after all a beautiful people and she obviously has good taste." Joshua said as they headed for the helicopter. Alex was leading the group at this point and turned walking backwards as he went so he could face the two leaders.

"You better hope they don't have a sense of smell though, you stink, they not have showers or anything down there?" he wafted his hand under his nose. As they reached the helicopter door he waited for everyone to be loaded and than clambered aboard himself. The aircraft pulling into the sky as the air loadmaster slammed the door shut. The helicopters kept low over the hills and dropped into valleys as they made their way back towards the carrier. By the time the dark blue of the Illumic came into view the first helicopter was already on deck. They lined up and landed on the deck of the REMNS Portworth and a Marine officer meet them.

"We've the mess hall churning out some actually palatable food and the showers are all set." As they made their way below deck each of the Seaforthians was handed a small plastic rucksack, one of the refugee welcome packs the ship still had onboard from the Mavrosian evacuation a few years ago. They'd been rather useful for when they'd picked people up from ops and so a crate of them still sat in the hold. "You've soap, toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, some lovely plastic slippers and a jumpsuit. Give the duty NCO your old gear and we'll get it cleaned......or by the state of it burnt" the Marine motioned for where to go.

"Get yourself sorted and I'll see you up on the bridge" David began heading for the tower as the helicopters took off again heading back towards Seaforth to see what else they could find.

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #16 on: May 12, 2018, 10:28:17 PM »
Amy sat in her car she was parked outside the school Josiah attended, she'd picked him up a few times now it had all been part of him and her getting to know each other, though her thoughts were more focused on the potential magnitude of the situation at hand. She was so consumed by the thoughts running around her head that she didn't even hear Josiah get into the car, in fact it was only when the kid nudged her in the arm that she snapped back to where she was. She somehow managed a smile and started the car. She used the built in car system to call her dad on the phone.

"Hi Dad." she said "We're just leaving now." Amy said "Be about twenty minutes depending on traffic."
"Ok I'll see you then." Emerson said

At the Castle Emerson sat in thought, this was not a situation he'd ever imagined being in, yes the possibility of Joshua being alive had occured but he'd always pictured Evanthe being in his position he should have known it wouldn't quite happen that way. He took out his phone and decided to reply to Evanthe's text.

Absolutely. Amy's picked Josiah up from school, you give me a heads up if he's out there and we'll talk to Josiah.

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #17 on: May 13, 2018, 08:27:36 PM »
MESSAGE SENT TO THE SEAFORTH NEWS NETWORK TWITTER VIA PM


Allow me to introduce myself, I am Quaster Commander Hèctor Eliot. I currently serve as Commanding Officer of the Raphaelites, a humanitarian aid force maintained by the Holy Order of Mountjoy. Our men and women choose to serve the Raphaelites as an alternative to armed military service, this is generally as they believe strongly in doing no harm. They are trained in military organisation and discipline and undertake a variety of roles ranging from medical, engineering and a wide variety of other roles.

Having heard of the disaster that has befallen Seaforth many of our men and women are keen to undertake whatever operation we can to help your nation. We are also aware that much of the damage to your nation was caused by the Catholic Church, while this branch of Christianity share our beliefs we are not members of it. This is also a reason why the young people under my command wish to help, to show your people that the SCC is not a true representation of our faith. We therefore offer an initail force of 2,000 Raphaelites to aid in operations in Seaforth.

May God Bless and Watch Over You

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #18 on: May 16, 2018, 05:56:42 PM »

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Andrew and Evanthe Rhodes had been locked in conversation for quite some time, discussing the implications of a returned Seaforth and it's impact on Somerset, Rokkenjima and Mundus. The conversation had skirted the personal several times when it was suddenly pushed to the forefront. A crewman knocked on the door of the Officer's Boardroom and upon entry approached Andrew and whispered a message before receiving orders and leaving quickly.


"It seems as if our East Moreland friends have rescued some of my countrymen from the coastal mountains. Their helicopters have made contact with us and we have been informed that they are currently on an East Moreland aircraft carrier here in the Illumic. I have thanked them for their service and have issued orders for our own helicopters to pick them up and return them to Seaforth control. Maybe one will be that voice you think you heard, eh?"


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Joshua and David watched from the bridge as several Cyclone helicopters made final approach to the REMNS Portworth.

"I have been dreaming of that sight for six months." Sighed Joshua "Now I can't help but think that the easy part is over."

Joshua rubbed his chin in thought

"Maybe this is how it's supposed to be, David. No CIS. No lofty words, no world-wide congress. Just you and me and the Illumic."

Joshua chuckled at himself

"I don't know anymore.... I do know that I owe you a very large debt and a very nice bottle. You're a good friend David, and Seaforth won't forget that."

As the last helicopter was loaded and awaited Joshua, he turned again to King David and shook his hand, squeezing his shoulder in affection and smiled.

"Say Hi to my Shield Daughter for me"

As the Cyclone lifted off, so ended The Fall. Relaxing into his seat he stared out the window of the helicopter at the Illumic Channel. Breaking into his thoughts, the pilot came over the intercom.

"Excuse me General, I know our destination is the fleet, but I respectfully suggest we divert to the Gypsy Dancer."

"Why is that, pilot?"

"Sub-Leftenant Rhodes went back on active duty,"

Joshua smiled as he felt his heart pound in his chest.

"Do it."


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"Gypsy Dancer, Skyhorse 1-Niner."

"Go ahead 1-Niner."

"Dancer, 1-Niner is on approach, requesting permission to land."

"Copy 1-Niner, we have you. The deck is clear and winds are negligible."

"Roger that Dancer, 1-Niner...uh...belay that. Seaforth One is on final approach."

"Say again, 1-Niner?"

"Gypsy Dancer, Skyhorse 1-Niner is now Seaforth One. Copy?"

"Uh, y-yeah...I mean, Roger that Seaforth One. You are clear to land."


Those who overhead the radio traffic lined the railings, unbelieving as the Cyclone landed and shut down its engines. As the blades slowed to a stop, the side door opened and the crew chief stepped out. The silence was deafening as another man emerged. The crew chief stood at attention and saluted as the man stepped down. The second man returned the salute and then saluted the colours. Walking across the flight deck, the man was met by the flight deck officer and salutes were exchanged.

"Permission to come aboard?" Said Joshua.


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Quaster Commander Hèctor Eliot,

The Seaforth Catholic Church was indeed responsible for much hardship in our nation. Our people suffered greatly at their hands and the affects are felt to this day. Indeed, the fall of Seaforth can be directly attributed to their efforts. I do acknowledge that the now destroyed SCC is a separate branch from the Catholic church and separate from the Order of Rafaelites, though I think many of my people will not draw that distinction. I fear your aid will not be met with universal acceptance.

With that said, Seaforth accepts your kind offer. Your order will be assigned to assist in the City of Heatherington. Heatherington is a small city of 45,000 located on the border of our interior provinces of Strathcona and Arc-Royal. Assigned to your order is a battalion from the Royal Seaforth Regiment to provide authority and protection.

I look forward to meeting your order members.

Regards,
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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #19 on: May 16, 2018, 11:37:37 PM »

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As Hector drove into the Rafaelites section of the Citadel Barracks complex he was excited, it was the first time since he'd assumed command of the relief unit that they'd deployed and this one was a challenge. He'd been the 2nd in command when Uppsala was going own and couldn't understand why they hadn't deployed then but as soon as the rumours from Seaforth had emerged he'd been in touch with his old military buddy the Knight Commander. As he pulled his car up outside one of the four large hangers groups of youngsters, all aged under 30 were hurrying in, each with a large rucksack on their back. "Is it true sir....we're going to Seaforth?" A young girl asked as he was locking his car and getting his own pack out the boot.

"Indeed we are" Hector replied as he swung his gear onto his back.

"YES!" Christiana Lowe punched the air before regaining proper military posture and heading towards the hanger. She'd joined the Rafaelites to get extra credit to get her into University to study medicine, however the 19 year old had just 24 hours ago postponed her studies for another 12 months after rumours began spreading that they'd be deploying, she was staking her future on the rumours being true and now she had proved right to take the gamble. Inside the large grey hanger where bleacher type seats arranged in a horse shoe and they were already filling up as Christiana took her seat next to her friend Alan Jäger. They'd gone through basic training together, 18 weeks of fitness training, drill and in their case medical training to essentially make them paramedics. "QC said we're going" she told Alan as she sat down, he looked more nervous than her and she could tell he was unsure what to say as he removed his glasses and proceeded to wipe them before inspecting them, something he always did when he wanted to buy a moment before speaking.

"I'm sure it'll be everything you've dreamed" was what he decided was fitting. The rest of Sierra Squad had assembled around them, 38 other Rafaelites who formed a search and rescue team designed to carry out in field triage before passing casualties or the sick down the line to other medical units. The hangar was full now and the Quaster Commander, the equivalent of a Lt.Col in the Army took up a position in the front of the horseshoe. He held a hand up and like a class of naughty school children a series of hisses and prods moved around the assembled group until silence fell.

"Rafaelites" he began, "We are deploying to Seaforth" a whispered excitement filled the hangar, "This is not a deployment that will be straight forward, many of you assumed wherever we went we'd be hailed as saviours, as people bringing relief, and while you will be please remember this is a nation that was taken down by its Catholic Church. We will not, nor can we, hide our alliegance for to do so would be to turn our backs on what we are and to turn our backs on God. So once they see this" he pointed to his arm flash of the winged angel. "They may not want your help, or they may want to harm us. That is something we must prepare ourselves for and be willing to accept. Through our actions they shall see true Christian love." He looked around working out which unit was sat where. "Myself and HQ will be joined by Alpha, Charlie and Sierra in flying to Seaforth alongside two cargo aircraft. The aircraft will return to pick up other squads the next day and we'll filter in that way. Meanwhile Yankee and Zulu squads will be taking the OMS Adam over with our engineering equipment and the heavier stuff. Once you arrive in Seaforth I'll direct you to an area of operations and that'll be when the work begins. Until we're at full strength we work on search and rescue. Alpha unit was a specialist search unit including K9's, Charlie a team of doctors and nurses and Sierra essentially paramedics, clearly a team picked to treat casualties and injuries they'd expected. Orders given people began hugging their friends in different squads before Hector's voice once silenced them. "Please bow your heads" the room instantly went silent, some linked hands with friends, a few fell to their knees while one or two raised their hands to the heavens.

It was Knight Commander Hugo Lascelles who stepped forward, he'd come to see the unit off and wish them luck. "Dear God, watch over and protect the men and women of the Rafaelites as they do you work. Let them remember their training and use it to honour you by bringing healing to the sick and injured, care to those who suffer and love to those who have lost. Allow them to over come the hardships they shall face and may the love they carry in their hearts show those who have been wronged the true nature of your children. Where those who once represented you in Seaforth failed we shall not. Bless the people of Seaforth, their government and those already engaged in aid efforts there. In Your Name we dedicate ourselves to do good. Amen" the hangar filled with the last word as Hugo moved round shaking hands of those about to deploy and wishing them good luck.

An hour later Christiana and Alan found themselves in the back row of the packed plane as it took off heading towards Seaforth.



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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #20 on: May 17, 2018, 04:46:59 PM »

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The Mountjoy cargo planes, carrying the advanced party of Rafaelite relief workers, were intercepted as they approached Seaforth airspace. The Seaforth interceptors, CF-187 Black Knights, safely guided the aircraft past the Lakhzovian no-fly zone and into the interior of the nation. Following the directions provided, the cargo aircraft landed at the joint services base. As the Rafaelites deplaned, a Seaforth HMMWV drove up to the planes. Finding the Quaster Commander, a young 1st Leftenant saluted.

 "Sir, if you will please come with me, Colonel Pryde would like to speak with you."

QC Elias was driven through the base before arriving at a staging area. The many vehicles needed for a mechanized infantry battalion were lined up outside a hanger, while inside, soldiers were busy checking personal and special equipment laid out on many tables and work stations. The Seaforth Leftenant led the QC into some offices and as they approached one in particular, a young Private stood at attention.

"Go right on in, Sir. You are expected."

The Leftenant, paused briefly to rap on the door twice before entering the office and holding the door for QC Elio. Inside, Pryde held a clipboard and was consulting a map.

"Quaster Commander Elio, a pleasure to meet you. I am Lt. Colonel Aidan Pryde and I have been assigned to the Heatherington mission. Let me give you a brief rundown of what we are facing, both here and across Seaforth. The first is the Lassa IV virus. Nasty little hemorrhagic that the SCC of course had to mess around with. We had two waves of it before a vaccine was developed. Death toll right at around 20% across the board. Heatherington used to be 56,000 people. With casualties and the evacuation we put our estimate at 20,000 people remaining. In between waves we also had a little fight. Now General Rhodes, God bless him, managed to contain most of the fighting to only a few areas. St. Catherines for one, also the north and south passes through the mountains. Luckily we wont have to deal with that. So first order of business is to ensure that all of your members are vaccinated for Lassa IV."

"After the second wave, our society just collapsed. General Rhodes's helicopter went down in the mountains, people were scarred and dying. Many fled, but many stayed. Services took a beating, things like garbage removal and running water and power. Things most people don't think twice about. Now they never went completely down, just spotty. People also adapted. Gargabge was burnt, generators were fired up, all and all the people rallied pretty good. Supplies were spotty at times, store shelves empty, but they made do. Medical care probably wasn't regular. Looting was actually lower than expected and in many places the police stayed. The major problem was lack of people. With the dead and fled you have 20,000 people trying to run a city twice the size needed and that's how cities like Heatherington happened. Didn't happen in the major cities though, that's where everyone fled to. Plenty of internal refugees needed jobs, a small blessing if you will. I don't relish the thought of pulling this mission in Eventide!"

"Think of it as a massive clean-up operation following....say, a flood. Our job will be to go back in and open up means of transportation and communication, clear the roads if you will. We will restore all services if needed such as power, water, garbage removal and the like. We will provide medical support as needed in the community while we make sure the hospital is up and running. We will be bringing in food, medecine and supplies. We will also need to inspect the pyres. With so many dead, alot of bodies were burned. Some also died in their homes of course so each and every building, house, car...you name it... will have to be checked."

Pryde paused for a moment, eyes resting on Elio's shoulder patch.

"Then there is the church. Only a few short years ago, we were a catholic nation. We went to church, prayed to God and listened to the clergy. One of our highest honours was to be knighted into the Hospitallers. The Order went all the way back to Jocelyn Of Rhodes. He was one when he arrived on the shores and met King Ulric the Unifyer. Now somewhere between Jocelyn and our last Cardinal something went horribly wrong. A different kind of man took control of the clergy and poisoned the Order. In fact, our most fanatical enemies during the Eugenics war were the Hospitaller units. The Maltese Cross means something completely different to us today than it did when I was a boy. It's not just the sign of our enemy, it's the sign of the betrayer, right up there with 30 pieces of silver."

Pryde lets out a slow sigh.

"But faith doesn't die easy. As I said, almost everyone here grew up catholic. Many will cling to that faith and those are the two groups you will likely encounter here. Those that see our faith corrupted by bad men, the Knights Hospitaller poisoned by them...and those that see only treason."

Pryde walked over to the coffee maker and pours a cup, offering one to Elio as well.

"Now, to accomplish my mission, I have my mechanized infantry battalion as well as detached elements of engineers, civil affairs, military police, a medical battalion, a few other bits and a light regiment of Rafaelites. Comments, questions concerns?"

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #21 on: May 22, 2018, 07:34:36 AM »
Time passed quickly for Evanthe from the moment Andrew arrived aboar the Gypsy Dancer to the moments which played out before her. She had intended to seek answers for the many questions she had from Andrew, however, before that could happen Evanthe witnessed what, in any other situation, she would assume to be a dream. "Permission to come aboard?", she couldn't be certain if the discrepancy in time was apparent to those around her as it was to her, however, her response finally came.

"As if I could ever deny you," she said almost as a whisper but audiable to all present, moving forward almost as instinct to lock him in her embrace. She looked into his eyes moving her hands so as to cradle his face, tears trailing down her cheeks as she took in his sight. "It really is you," she continued, touching her forehead to his, the brush of her nose against his. "I feared I had lost you for all time, yet here you are before me, but," she paused, "I must be sure this is real," she gasped, finally pressing her lips against his.

The Dancer, those assembled upon her deck, the sea around them and the sky above seemed to all fade to black, a blackness which would be broken by a vision of Emerson.

The guilt instantly hit her as hard as a Dartfordian train running at full speed, causing her to step back. She took the opportunity to regain a measure of her composure, "There's much we need to discuss," she thought on her words for a moment, Joshua seemingly pulling at her very soul, "however we will have time for that soon enough." She knew that there would be difficulty ahead, and the guilt on both sides was pressing her greatly, though her focus for the moment found itself commanded by Joshua.

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« Reply #22 on: May 23, 2018, 01:21:55 AM »

After six months in a bunker, Joshua thought to himself, Evanthe's radiance was damn near blinding. Her eyes. Her face. Her voice. Her tears. All left him speechless. As she kissed him, he felt himself become more alive than at anytime he could remember.

"Aye, it's me." Said Joshua. "Rolaf himself hasn't found a way to keep me from you. Not yet anyway."

As Evanthe stepped back, Joshua stepped forward. Laughing, his eyes twinkled as he grasped her slender waist and lifted her above his head, spinning her around slowly. Off to the side a few cameras or cell phones flashed. After a turn or two and smilingly so hard his face hurt, Joshua dropped her back into his arms and kissed her again, long and deep. After a moment, a cough broke the couple apart.

"Andrew!" Exclaimed Joshua, freeing an arm and hugging his cousin tight.

"It sure took you long enough. Your dad was dead for less than half that time."

"True enough, cousin. Dad was a beast though."

"That he was. I don't mean to rain on your parade, but perhaps you two should continue your reunion in a more private setting."

"Your right Andrew, absolutely right."

As Joshua crossed the rest of the flight deck, heading towards a hatchway, Andrew Rhodes held Evanthe's bicep gently, holding her up.

"I will let you tell him yourself, Evanthe, but I fear delaying it too long would be a mistake."

Andrews hand slid up her arm to her shoulder. Squeezing it with affection he looked at her sadly.

"Good luck, Eva."

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« Reply #23 on: May 23, 2018, 09:16:02 AM »
Evanthe couldn't fight the tide of emotions and, her initial resistance worn away, allowed herself to be carried away by Joshua's embrace. It was only when Andrew interrupted them that she returned, as did the challenges of reality. With the touch of Andrew that reality became more present, her reply a nod and a sigh as she thought about the situation which she found herself in. "Thank you, I won't drag things out too long I promise," she said before joining Joshua in her quarters.

"It was quite the surprise for me to see the Gypsy Dancer again, you could consider her a 'gift' of Gregory McKenna, whom to this day refuses to reveal too much of his past to me. I do hope you approve of the work, I hear there was much that had to be done before she could even put to sea again. So much has changed in your absence, the times were turbulent and the future itself was never clear, but I knew once Seaforth went dark I couldn't stand aside and do nothing. I secured Somerset's future within a bubble of Rokkenjiman sovereignty and saved what I could of our country, losing myself in my duties to both Somerset and Rokkenjima."

She chuckled for a moment, "Yes, you missed the era a Rhodes ruled over Rokkenjima, many times I imagined how you would react to that, indeed, every day I thought what you would think, what you would do, many days I cried for hours at the apparent cruelty of fate. I lost myself in my work, it hurt less than the daily realization that I would never see you again, hold you again or hear your voice again but, that transmission," she trailed off, "It was strained and hard to decipher initially, but I knew it in my heart that it was you, and here we are."

"For the longest I was content to lose myself to work and duty, but through it all I was neglecting myself, Josiah, everything, just for the release it presented. After a while though I began to live again, it was hard, but I had some help along the way. I don't know how to say it, and I know you just returned, but it can't be left unsaid any longer. Joshua," she said, placing her hand upon his, "Please understand I thought I had lost you, I thought you had perished in the Fall and without anyone to tell me any different, I lost all hope. On the Establishment Day of Somerset Count Emerson proposed to me, we had been spending more time together and in many ways he saved me from the hopeless world which had become my reality, but now I am thrust into a world where I have no bearings, no solid ground to stand upon, and I feel as though I have betrayed you both."

She took to her feet and turned away from Joshua, "I can feel the anger swell within you, the pain, and I know that I am its cause, just moments ago we were on top of Mundus and I had to tear that away from you so quickly, so violently, I would understand if you could never set eyes upon me again." She found a moment to chuckle between her tears, "Even now in this moment I speak not as a Seaforthian but a Rokkenjiman, using too many words. It's just...the moment I lost hope for my...our life...the moment I felt that I had waited long enough to begin the task of rebuilding my life from the rubble, it turns out that I had lost faith too soon, I gave up on you too soon, perhaps I should have waited another two years?" she asked rhetorically.

"I'm sorry this is the welcome that I have for you, I should have known that you'd find a way back to me, yet I wavered and now the pain of two hearts is upon me. I will understand if you wish me to leave now never to return, however know this," she said turning to face him again. "I will talk to Emerson, I will explain everything that we've discussed, and why I feel I cannot pursue our engagement any longer, even should you cast me away. I made a vow to you, Joshua Rhodes, and even in a world where we could not be together, it is a vow I will uphold. We do not break our word, and I won't be the Rhodes who breaks hers."

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #24 on: May 23, 2018, 03:22:26 PM »
Amy and Josiah were in for a bit of a surprise when they arrived back at the castle, waiting for them in the grounds was Emerson and behind him stood a Stymphalia helicopter
"Are we going somewhere?" Amy asked
"Yes." Emerson said he handed her his phone "Twitter."
"This means absolutely nothing and you know it." Amy said "Imagine if Iona was missing instead of dead, what do you think Peter would have done if she'd turned up to find him married to Renee?" Emerson nodded he knew the answer to that.
"Let's go." Emerson said "I don't think Josiah ever thought his first time on a helicopter was going to be anything like this."
"I'll keep an eye on him." Amy said

The destination for that helicopter was the INS Pegasus a Riviere class destroyer assigned to the Achkaerinese presence currently based in Somerset due to the Lakhzovia situation, it had been an easy enough job to issue the order change and send the ship north towards Seaforth. Standing on the bridge of the vessel was the Captain Cassandra Asquith, or 'Cassie' to her friends, in honesty she was grateful to actually be doing something other than sitting off the coast of Somerset on tenterhooks.
"Stymphalia is aboard ma'am." one of the bridge officers reported
"Thank you Lieutenant." Cassandra said "Do we have a fix on the Gypsy Dancer at all?"
"Yes ma'am." her XO and husband Commander Paul Asquith answered tapping the computerized map image on the table, it was a feature of Achkaerinese military vessels that the bridge had a small circular shaped table somewhere, usually in the centre that had a computer built in, allowing things such as satellite images and other data to be displayed and looked at, in this case Paul was looking at a map of the area and tapping the position where the Gypsy Dancer was registering as its location.
"Helm set an intercept course at 35 knots." Cassandra said
"Aye Captain 35 knots." the officer manning the helm said

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #25 on: May 23, 2018, 04:13:43 PM »

Joshua listened as the words tumbled out of Evanthe. The joyful fire in his chest burning away until only stabbing cold remained, Jekar screaming in his ears. But it was not Jekar. As the initial world shaking roar of the God faded and became lesser he realized it was his own internal voice that was screaming,...weak and frail. As the cold anger grew he thought,... who the fuck is Count Emerson?

"Who the fuck is Count Emerson?" Joshua interrupted.

He listened calmly as Evanthe explained. Acutely aware of how mercurial the reunion was beginning to feel.

"You are damn right the engagement is over, wife of mine. With me being very much alive, 'pursuing your engagement' would be High Treason. If you recall, my first wife was hung for that crime."

Joshua regretted saying those words as soon as they left his mouth. As much as he disliked thinking about Patricia, the hurt look in Evanthe's eyes was much, much worse. Collecting his thoughts, he continued...

"Seaforth was never your concern, Evanthe. Your job was to look after Somerset Island and raise my son until he was ready to take his place as a Rhodes. Seaforth has always been it's people. Not the land, not buildings, not....things. I leave for six months and what do you do? Create a rump nation on the bones of Seaforth? Take over Rokkenjima? Under your skin, are you still Evanthe or are you Beatrice now? You talk of YOUR life and nation building and you haven't even told me about my own damn son."

Joshua grabbed a random mug off a side table and hurled it at the bulkhead.

"Two years." Said Evanthe calmly.

"What?"

"You were gone two years, Joshua."

Joshua visibly deflated. He walked over to the side table and sat down, his posture and manner channeling his father, from the last days. Even as he spoke his voice became lower and gravelly, like a bear rumbling in the woods.

"I know. I forget sometimes, but I know. You know the movies, the one where someone is stuck on an island? By themselves on a mountain? You know what they never say about after they are rescued? It's not the loneliness, or the quiet. I was stuck in a hole with a bunch of people so it wan't so bad. It's not like my life was on pause and the people up here just kept on living. I kept on living too, because I thought I would die down there. I had a whole life that I never actually lived.  There are six months of conversations I have had in my mind with you. With Josiah. With Andrew. Hundreds of them. The hard part is reminding myself that it never happened. The things we told each other in my head were not said."

Joshua began to laugh painfully as tears streamed down his face.

"Did you know we had a dog? We had a dog and I god damn left him down there...."

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #26 on: May 23, 2018, 08:59:38 PM »
"It had to be my concern though," Eva interjected, "Seaforth may be its People, but people need shelter to survive. They need community, they need clean water, reliable sources of food. I had no idea you were whisked away, no guidance as to what was happening in Seaforth, I had to do what I could to help them weather the storm. Just as one will die without water or food, so too can one die without shelter. Had I known more, had someone been assed to tell me more, perhaps I could have spent that time searching for you myself, but perhaps no one thought it important that I should know these things?"

"And taking over Rokkenjima, no, not quite. I had a duty there to provide stability in a time of turmoil, provide a firm foundation for Adriana, I didn't do it of choice but because I had responsibilities which called upon me. I am not Beatrice, and while my cousin isn't perfect she's faced crises of her own and despite having a host of challenges yet before her I understand she's on her way to Somerset for us, not just me, but you as well. So if you're going to regurgitate whatever was spoonfed to you regarding her I suggest you stop now, as I know her heart and it's not one of malice."

"As for your son, he's doing as well as one could despite the questions, the longing for his father, wondering where he went and why he has yet to see him again. I do my best and provide all that I can, but it wasn't easy trying to explain to him what was happening, especially with a part of me believing that you were out there somewhere. Where was Andrew, where was everyone else and why didn't anyone tell me anything? Not one word Joshua, nothing for two years, if I had even a shred of information I could have found you before we lost two years of our lives, two years of time we lost in raising our son, I did the best I could, and if you wish to judge me for that so be it."

Evanthe flinched as the thrown mug shattered, but as Joshua spoke she found herself feeling a host of emotions which fit together in an uneasy manner. "Two years of dreams, two years of pictures where a very important person to me is absent, we've had so much thrown down on us that when we look up we can't even see the stars. No, think of it this way," she paused, "I am here right now, with you, as soon as there was a shred of hope I rushed just on the premise of hope, why the Dancer wasn't scheduled to be put into service for another month but I put a crew together, I saw that everything we needed to do to ensure she could make the journey was done, and I came to your side because I love you."

"You can say every hurtful word we know of, but I know you've more than ample reason to be angry and I couldn't rightfully hold any of that against you. We've lost time, we've been apart, but we've the whole of our lives before us to figure it all out. Where before we didn't have hope there is hope now, and I will fight for that hope eternally. It won't be easy and we will see several battles but, if you'd be willing to forgive, I'd hurl full speed into these battles, or any battle, with you. If you can find even a small measure of faith...." she trailed off, looking to Joshua's eyes for guidance, the emotional toll becoming ever so present on her face and in her voice.

"....but if not, I...."

The silence deafening, Evanthe slumped against Joshua, not sure if he would catch her or allow her to fall.

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #27 on: May 23, 2018, 10:06:48 PM »

As Evanthe slumped into him, Joshua's hands involuntarily drew her closer to him. There he sat, his wife in his lap; holding her tight, his head against her chest he listened to her heartbeat and inhaled the faint scent of her perfume...unchanged since the first time he could recall holding her. The seconds stretched on in silence neither of them wanting to be the first to end it. Finally Joshua spoke.

"You are right of course." Said Joshua.  "All that time to think, you can really examine yourself, your weaknesses...and strengths. I have an idea for Seaforth, a future....for us too. The past cannot be altered and that applies as much to people as it does nations, but that is secondary to me. Seeing you here, now...it's clear to me. A life without you is no life at all. It's either you and me, hand in hand, for the rest of our days...or to hell with it."

Evanthe leaned back a touch and hand on his chin, raised his head up gently to look him in the eyes. Her own eyes still wet she nodded in agreement and kissed her husband....

"It was a border collie. Well, a border collie cross." Said Joshua.

"You want a dog?"

"Yeah"

Evanthe let out a short laugh and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Ok then" She said.


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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #28 on: May 26, 2018, 01:30:07 AM »
"You know I have been saving this, McKenna tried to swipe it several times but I managed to elude him," Eva said as she went to the closet and produced a bottle of scotch. "I think we've earned ourselves a round or two, don't you agree?" she continued, setting two glasses on the table and pouring some into each. After taking a sip Eva exhaled, "I am surprised you haven't asked me," she said as she sat next to him, "but I know the question sits in your mind and stings with every passing moment. It's been two years..."

"We've been over that already," Joshua replied, to which Eva raised her finger to his lips. "Not what I was referring to, I did make a promise to myself that either you would return or if you truly were lost to me, I would invite no other into my bed until we had wed. We've a destination to decide upon and, whether we return to Somerset or Seaforth, I figure that leaves us with a bit further time to ourselves. It's entirely up to you how you wish to spend that time, though I do have an idea or two," she said with a knowing wink.

Meanwhile the Austrana continued its advance towards the Illumic, with Beatrice having received a full briefing on the developments. Near the end of the briefing the notifications started chirping on her phone, "Oh my..." she exclaimed as the pictures of Joshua and Evanthe showed in the latest SNN. "This certainly complicates matters," she said as she brought the images and article up on the screens of the briefing room. "I want to be informed of any further developments and, at the earliest convenience, inform the Achkaerinese I'd like to speak with Count Emerson."

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Re: The Return Of The King
« Reply #29 on: May 26, 2018, 08:40:41 PM »
Hèctor Elio had sat through the briefing making notes to pass onto his unit, everything seemed pretty straight forward once you got past the concerns  Lt. Colone Pryde had over the church but that was to be expected with everything that had gone on. "Well sir, we're ready to go when you are. My first units here are selected for search and rescue.....or more likely in this case recovery operations. Might I suggest you send our Alpha unit in alongside your own mechanised unit, they've dogs specially trained to find humans trapped or I'm sorry to say find human remains. I'll have my Charlie and Sierra go on next, they have equipment to set up what I think you'd call a Mobile Army Surgical Hospital (M*A*S*H 4077th ;) ) and even if they have no one to operate on the tents they have can at least provide some shelter." Hector explained, "24 hours from now our next teams should land and they'll be specialist engineering units. They should be bringing in gear to begin the process of establishing makeshift accomodation, electric and the like.  We just need you good folks to show us the way." Hector smiled keen to get started

OOC- No idea what you wanted to do with this going forward whether you wanted to RP out the clean up or you just planned to do it via newsposts etc.....I'll follow your lead