Human-Trigal Conflict

Year: 309 CE - 310 CE

CIS makes contact with the Order After receiving warnings of a incoming extrasolar threat at the end of the Miranda Investigation, CSIS Begins preparing for all our war. Their anti-cloak countermeasures have been finished, and are currently being tested. It's an advanced computer that detects warped visual light (from the cloaked ship) as well as increased engine emissions from ship thrusters in space to be able to detect cloaked ships. They begin producing more ships, 4 more behemoth classes are ordered. Several more carriers. 'Order Communicators' Package As part of the constant CSIS surveillance they discover some behavioral changes. Wille Hammet has stopped tending to his blog. He now regularly "patrols" the ship but seems to make sure that he is always being captured by security systems. His attire has also changed from the casual look into a more formal suit. Overall his whole walk style and posture seem to have changed into a more confident look, showing just how deep this role of ex-member really affected him. Eda Lamb is working on her pc, which on inspection and infestation has proven to be just a normal laptop with no modifications other than better performance parts. She definitely knows that all her actions are being monitored but seems to tolerate it. Her current task seems to be removing used assets as she is pretty deliberately removing any possible traces online to the “Order of contactors”. Other than that she spends time on her watch, being pretty careful to not reveal what she is doing to the cameras. Even the hidden ones. One day the security cameras pick both up heading towards one of the onboard storage bays. They are quickly detained. As they both arrive on the entrance to the cargo bay they wait until security comes to them. When the forces arrive both of them state that there is a package waiting for them. When the cargo index is checked it actually shows a standard cargo box being registered for use of "Order Communicators". It seems to have arrived with the latest supply run though it's uncertain if it was already registered under its current function. Security says "how the hell did you get a package on board this ship?" "It was sent to us. It contains everything we need for our new role as well as I think some information regarding the coming enemy." "May we access it?" "Open it." They proceed into the cargo bay and move directly towards the box in question. It seems to be an ordinary cargo box locked with a RFID lock. Eda puts her watch over the lock. An unlocking symbol is shown on the display and the lock opens. Inside the box on the right side are two smaller caskets stacked on top of eachother. Each one has one of their names carved into its top left corner. On the left side of the box there are a few carefully packaged data drives and a small black cube with dark green linings on the edges. "The things on the right are for us, the ones on the left for you and your ship." The captain comes down and takes the data drives and inspect them "They seem compatible with our ship." "What's in them?" "I mainly requested translation data on the intruding species, plus as much additional data on them as we know ourselves." "Intruding?" "Please clarify, were those your ships during the Acolytian incident and Z-62 recovery?" "In some way, yes. Though more the former than the latter." "And the ship in the outer belt isn't yours?" The captain hands the data packs to an engineer who installs them. "We are working together now?" "Yes." "Well that explains a lot." "And that incident outside the solar system." "Was that, the Acolytians?" "I think it'll be more clearer after the arranged meeting." "I think you already know its location." A report comes in that there is activity at one of the stated "emergency contact points". The one on Theia to be precise. "Now, If you'll excuse us, we need to change into proper attire. Would you mind if we borrowed one of your transport boards to get these into our cabins" She point at the caskets. "Go." "Thanks very much. Oh, that black cube is an auxiliary computer which as a bonus also provides limited coordination with our ships and designates the ship or station it is connected to as a Communicator vessel, a VIP of sorts. So you might want to consider which ship or station you want us both stationed on." "Oh, yeah, don't try to open it." They load the caskets onto a flatbed and transport them to their quarters. Each one takes their own one into their cabin. The placed surveillance equipment in both quarters goes offline. No attempt is made to bring them back online. The Jupiter charts a course for Theia. The box is hooked to the Jupiters computers, With the Jupiters modifications, it's a pretty good command ship. The engineers hook the black box, though with some concerns, up to the computer of the CSS Jupiter. On the captains monitor on the bridge a simple UI pops up. Initiate Order Assistance System installation?<br Yes<br No Yes. The command system list shows new types of control configurations added as an option to bind to the customizable control panels. The communications screen now features a new tab labelled: OA Com. The captain accesses it OA Com. Bridge crew begin binding new controls. The OA coms screen has the same layout as all the other communication systems. However, it only features a single set frequency to chose from. It is able to relay text and command instructions. The captain types "This is Captain Bergenson of the CSS Jupiter, communications test." A response follows, in mere seconds. Test Successful. Greetings Captain Bergenson. CSS Jupiter registered as Communicator Vessel. The implanted data disc are read. The translation software takes up the new language details. The rest seem to contain partially tactical, partially cultural information on the so called "Trigals"; "Trigal" Military Crafts Designation Image Main Armament Secondary Armament Point-Defence System Shields Armor Notes Ship Design 1; "Piercer Class" Spinal mounted projectile accelerator. 2 Aft mounted "artillery" cannon turrets. Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 8/10. Magnetic coupled with directed reverse tractor beam projectors. ... Ship Design 2; "Devastator Class" 3 internal mounted large "torpedo" holders; 6 frontal large missile hatches. 6 Top missiles hatches; 2 top mounted large railgun turrets; 1 bottom mounted "artillery" cannon turret. Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 7/10. Magnetic coupled with plasma generator. ... Ship Design 3; "Swarmkeeper Class" Fighter wing of 24 Design 1 fighters mounted on the underside of the main deck; 6 top mounted "artillery" cannon turrets. 6 side mounted small "artillery" cannon turrets, 3 on each side; Several Top, sides and bottom mounted Gatling gun turrets. Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 7/10. Magnetic coupled with plasma generator. Fighter Design 1; "[Unknown]" 4 internal mounted kinetic cannons; Internal mounted Plasma Thrower. None None Magnetic deflectors. ... Ship Design 4; "[Unknown]" Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Likely a tactical coordination and support ship. Fighter Design 2; "[Unknown]" Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Likely a picket fighter and electronic warfare. Ship Design 5; "[Unknown]" Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Unknown Likely a dreadnaught type support and heavy weapons platform. Tactical Information: From what is known their fighting style revolves a lot around ambushes in which they take on smaller forces, strategically weakening their opponents systems using Piercer class ships and then following up with a barrage of missiles from their Devastator class. The Swarmkeeper class fills the role as a combat support ship with the fighter wing being used as both an offensive and defensive tool. The CSIS gathers a fleet of 100 ships, 25 of which are behemoth classes. Tactical data was sent during the initial engagements with the Trigals. They know there's at least 30 ships. They begin gathering around Theia A message is received over the OA com. When ready, descent to location for meeting, contact communicators for further details. They Descend to the meeting Location. Eda and Willie enter the bridge. They are wearing elegant full body suits with an almost mesmerizingly dark black colour dark green linings and decorations. While the suits seem like something you'd find at formal events they more resemble space suits in that they have hoods which can be pulled over the head as well as pieces that can probably be pulled up as a small mask. Embedded in the fabric also seem to be a few components including discreet extrusions that resemble tanks. While they walk onto the bridge the suits make small humming noises hinting at a possible powered exoskeleton system. Both wear very discreet visors which are obviously head up displays but they do not show their contents when viewed from the front. Around their hoist is an almost completely covered belt with different size pouches and holsters holding equipment. Overall their outfits resemble more military gear but in a way that it is not apparent at first glance. Willie speaks up while Eda starts looking around the room "So, you might want to get briefed as to that meeting with our lovely organisation, there are certain rules which you need to follow." "First, you are only allowed to bring three people, at maximum 2 are allowed to have military training." "Second, one of us needs to come with you while the other stays here on the ship, you can choose who you take with you." "Third, you are to use the clothing we provide you with, any gear or equipment has to be left inside your dropship. For communication purposes with your higher ups you are provided one radio which you can make use of during certain periods of the meeting." "Fourth, once you enter our facility you are not allowed to speak until we tell you to." "Fifth, don't try to outsmart our scanners, we will know if you try to smuggle smth in which you shouldn't." "So, that's everything relevant. The body of Burt Daniels is waiting at location. While in our confines you are perfectly safe." The Admiral Steps forward. "I shall go. The Chancellor of the CSIS will be on his way, the briefing will be sent to him. Major General of the CSIS Army will be attending, he is on board." "We will change into the provided uniforms. And we will follow your rules" "Very well, the clothing will be provided once we have landed. Who of us both should escort you?" "Eda." "Alright." "I should make you aware of something though." "I have an implant in my left eye." Eda steps forward while Willie takes position in the back of the bridge. "Hm, what are its functions?" Without leaning in or stepping closer she turns her eyes to look closely at his left eye. "Allows me to see. Depending on the mode I can also see IR." "Does it have recording capabilities?" "I have a photographic memory because of it, but it cannot record to anything other than my brain." "Hm... should not be an issue then." "From our end we are ready to go." CSIS meets with the "Order of the Metal Mind" The admiral, general and Eda make their way to the hangar bay on CSS Jupiter They see a bright white dropship with gold accent lines fly in and land "I see his excellence has arrived." the front door drops, and along with a large contingent in suited guards, steps off with the Chancellor of the CSIS, Jan Sobieski. "Good day mister Sobieskie." "Hello." They all load up onto one dropship, and take off and make way to the ground As they come into range of the entered coordinates a small UI pops up on the flight controls. Remote control request recieved.<br Accept<br Deny The Admiral presses accept. "Better not run us into the ground." The controls on the ship stop responding. Communications and GPS shut of. It alters its course and flies a bit away from the entered coordinates. Under them a vast forest stretches out. As they come over a clearing the dropship extremely gently slows down. It slowly descends and almost unnoticeably touches down in the middle of the clearing. A message appears on the controls. Arrived at destination. The front door opens The four of them step off Near them on the ground lies a small metal box. Eda steps over towards it and takes out three sets of silver shirts, trousers and 3 sets of black boots as well as a radio. The three men step over to her. She hands them the clothes and the radio. "Your clothes. I'll be waiting here for you." "Alright." Says the admiral. They bead back into the ship, and come out wearing their new clothes. "Alright, lets go." Eda leads them to the edge of the forest where she goes towards a tree. She puts her left hand in a small hole in the tree and a few seconds later a small click is heard. A large boulder in the forest a boulder turns with a grumbling noise and lifts itself up in the air, revealing an elevator-like chamber. The floor is made of a seal brown wood and the walls are painted in a relaxing pattern of trees and bushes. They step inside the elevator and the doors close behind them. "Just as a warning, the elevator will during the ride change speeds to mask the true depth of our facility. The facility has also been entirely refitted and specialised for the cooperation between our order and the CSIS so you will find not much use in raiding it." The elevator starts descending, sometimes changing speed while in descend. In total the trip takes an estimated 7 minutes. As the doors open they see a corridor leading to a door. The corridor is regularly split by small wall extrusions. Mounted on the ceiling on both sides there are two small turrets about halfway though to the door. They walk down the corridor as one of the turrets start tracking them while the other keeps pointing at the elevator door. "Automatic defence system. And those extrusions house a variety of scanners." "You should also be informed that these clothes contain small electronics which for the one part track your movement inside our facility but on the other hand give you automatic access to the areas you are allowed to visit." As they approach the door it opens automatically. "Like that." They enter a small room which seems to work as a hub and junction of several other corridors. People are walking around, passing through from one corridor to another. They are dressed in similar outfits to what Eda is wearing just that they seem less like military gear and have red markings instead of dark green. That is until they look both sides to the doorway from which they entered. Standing there are two men dressed in an outfit which you can't describe anything else than military gear. Yets it still seems unnaturally elegant. Their uniforms have no other colour to them other than the dark mesmerizing black and their entire face is covered by a helmet in similar style. In the middle of the room is a desk with a person sitting behind it, wearing the apparently standard black suit with red markings. He briefly looks up as they enter. Nods to Eda. And looks back down on his desk, presumably continuing his work. Out of a sliding door in the right wall two more people in full black suits step out. Eda leads them into the right corridor, The two black suits following them. Including the admiral and general, the order members have now built a diamond formation around the chancellor. Here and there the walls of the corridor are broken by an interface, a door or tinted windows. As they walk along they pass a person dressed in a full white suit with a white face mask. His suit seems to be even less militarized than the ones worn be the people with red markings. They also pass by a person with yellow markings whose face is covered by the black hood and mask of his suit. No one seems to pay much attention to them. They finally stop at a door. Eda enters a code on a keypad to the right side of the door. It slides slightly back and to the side. They go inside. The guards stay on the outside of the room. With a soft hum and click the door closes behind them. The interior of the room is best described as dark but not depressing. The walls are divided into night-black flat panels making it difficult to tell which ones are stationary and which ones could also be doors. The floor is seems to be made of one singular charcoal-black flat smooth surface but it is not slippery. In the middle of the room is an elegant dark wooden table with three free chairs. Across from them sit three people. The one in the middle and left in ordinary, normal-live suits with Crimson-Red (the same colour as all the reed markings) shirts and golden ties, and on the right a person in the same normal suit but with a dark-green shirt and a silver tie. They all look up, except the most left person, from a sort of small, presumably laptop before them. "You are now free to speak." says Eda as she steps to the right side of the table facing the admiral, general and chancellor. "Please, take a seat." says the man in the middle. The Chancellor steps forward and sits down. The other two follow. The person in green speaks up. "Please, you must have a lot of questions." "What is the purpose of the OMM?" says the Admiral The person in the middle answers. "We are an instrument to the metal mind. Our specific organisation monitors, strategically inspires and protects humanity. There are others like us out there, instituted by the mind, which do the same for their own species." "So why the secrecy? And how did you slip up after so long?" asks the Chancellor. "Like our benefactor, we follow a very non-interventionist agenda. The more we contribute, the more the results are diverged from their possible normal state." The person in green follows up. "Our slip up was bound to happen. We take all precautions to delay its eventuality but the rule is that with proceeding technological progress, hiding an organisation like our own becomes harder to retain." The person in the middle adds to that. "We can only work with what our own species can produce, be it elevated with outside knowledge. We do not posses the same capabilities as our benefactor." "We will keep your existence out of the public eye was best as we can." "and lastly. How do we defeat the Trigals?" "We have already lost several fleets to them." The person in the middle speaks. "I'm afraid regarding the Trigals we know barely any more than you do. I'd be relieved to say that its an enemy you can deal with. But the truth is, they even outclassed our own defences, hence why they are now at your doorstep. We can not guarantee that you will defeat them but will offer the feasibly best support we can give to you." The person in green continues. "Their culture, their politics, their everything is geared and centred around war. We do not know why they have decided to go after us but we expect they will make their intentions known very soon." The person in the middle speaks again. "We will also transfer command of our 3. Defence Group to you for use of surgical strikes as well as providing details from our own surveillance network regarding Trigal movement. All required information will be received by your communicator vessel." "Alright. Then we will fight back." "We have a large fleet assembled. We will engage them." "Do you know where their homeworld is?" The guy in green speaks. "We do not currently but we are looking into our contacts. Unsurprisingly their own species does not have an organisation instituted by our benefactor so we do not have that much access to their systems." The one in the middle continues. "We also advise you to be careful. From what we have uncovered they have developed a sort of "smokescreen" which can mask their activities over long distances. That's how they were able to make that ambush on your reinforcements sent to the retribution." "Luckily it requires a set up and only works in a certain direction, more like a shield than a bubble. So we should be able to tell you when a location is safe using our hidden sensor network, assuming they have not disabled key stations for the required region." "So if we come at them from behind..." "...We can ambush them" "In theory yes, the more difficult part is getting behind them unnoticed, not to speak of their possible reinforcements." "We have fleets out on patrol that we are still in contact with." The person in green speaks up. "Question is, how long will you still have contact to those? If they are the size of the group you sent to retributions aid they are likely targeted already" The person in red continues. "Additionally we suspect they are definitely using more than just one of their masking screens. In theory one could also build up a completely masked area using multiple of them, giving them a sort of bubble to work in in secrecy." "Hmmm. We are still in contact. However they are singular ships plus escorts." "Well, we won't mandate you how to conduct your operations. Our teams will focus on diverting or dealing with the major threats as best as we can but I suspect you will still face a high number of their ships." "What was the trent incident about?" The person in green continues. "The trent incident was not conducted by us, it was an operation coming directly from the metal mind itself." "I see. We will continue to have an open communications with the OMM." "In the meantime, we will begin to mobilize our forces. And we will bring the Trigals to their Knees."

Human-Trigal Conflict
Date	309 CE - 310 CE
Location	Local Bubble
Outcome	Human De Facto Victory
Combatants
Yata CSIS Theian Republic "Trigals"
Commanders