Post by thatfallout3guy on Jul 5, 2011 17:12:42 GMT -5
James laughed, "Oh you have no idea," he said as they headed outside the cave.
There they saw a transport ship, similar to the one they were brought here on, waiting for them overlooking the cliff. The doors opened and each member was seated. Luke took a seat in the front next to the pilot. A ding was heard as a voice came over the intercom, "Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Make sure you're strapped down, as to avoid being thrown from your seat," several clicking noises were heard as he paused, "Our destination will be the Olympic Fleet, which as we speak is in the section Gamma Quadrant 4. It should take us no longer than fifteen minutes to reach, so no entertainment will be provided. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight," a noise was heard as the captain hung up. The ship lifted off, and after some rough turbulence they exited the planet's atmosphere."Preparing to thrust into Hyperspace, shutting down monitors," the captain said as the monitors that allowed the passengers to see into space were shut off, "In three, two, one." Everyone then felt a massive kick as the ship was thrust into hyperspace.
After an uneventful ride they heard the captain's voice once again, "We'll be exiting hyerspace within the next few moments." A few moments passed as the crew felt a sudden jump, as if they had come to a stop, "Gentlemen, the Olympic Fleet!" The captain said proudly as the monitors came back on. They looked through to see a massive fleet, consisting of dozens of warships, and nine capitol ships, all centered around the flagship of the TSC itself, the Olympus. It was massive. It was at least seventy-five miles long, and at least forty miles high. Fighter ships, and transport ships looked like ants in comparison as they boarded and left the hangers that were placed along the bottom sides of the ship.
After a few minutes of carefully navigating through the fleet, the transport ship landed in a large hanger, "Time to take you to the Commander," Luke said as he motioned for the group to follow him. They walked through the hanger, it looking like a massive, and very busy airport until they reached a large elevator. Luke pressed a button and led the crew in. After they were all inside Luke pulled out his Readius and connected it to the panel. He pressed a few numbered keys and a scanner appeared. He lowered his shades to scan his eyes, "Greetings Admiral Luke, where shall you be going?" A voice asked over a speaker in the elevator, "Commander's quarters," Luke replied. They then felt the elevator go up for a way, and then strangely to the side, and then up again. The doors opened to reveal a steel hallway with a door to the left, and one all the way at the end. Luke led them through the door on the left, and they saw an older man sitting there writing on a piece of paper. He wore an overcoat decorated with all sorts of medals, and a cap. His face had a full beard with a few gray hairs in it, but his head hair was covered by the cap. He looked up to see Luke and the squad and smiled, his face a bit wrinkly from being fifty years old, "You're finally here! Great!" He exclaimed with a grin as he stood up and walked to the other side of his desk, "My name is Commander Fallout L. Wanderer, welcome to the Olympus."
There they saw a transport ship, similar to the one they were brought here on, waiting for them overlooking the cliff. The doors opened and each member was seated. Luke took a seat in the front next to the pilot. A ding was heard as a voice came over the intercom, "Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Make sure you're strapped down, as to avoid being thrown from your seat," several clicking noises were heard as he paused, "Our destination will be the Olympic Fleet, which as we speak is in the section Gamma Quadrant 4. It should take us no longer than fifteen minutes to reach, so no entertainment will be provided. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight," a noise was heard as the captain hung up. The ship lifted off, and after some rough turbulence they exited the planet's atmosphere."Preparing to thrust into Hyperspace, shutting down monitors," the captain said as the monitors that allowed the passengers to see into space were shut off, "In three, two, one." Everyone then felt a massive kick as the ship was thrust into hyperspace.
After an uneventful ride they heard the captain's voice once again, "We'll be exiting hyerspace within the next few moments." A few moments passed as the crew felt a sudden jump, as if they had come to a stop, "Gentlemen, the Olympic Fleet!" The captain said proudly as the monitors came back on. They looked through to see a massive fleet, consisting of dozens of warships, and nine capitol ships, all centered around the flagship of the TSC itself, the Olympus. It was massive. It was at least seventy-five miles long, and at least forty miles high. Fighter ships, and transport ships looked like ants in comparison as they boarded and left the hangers that were placed along the bottom sides of the ship.
After a few minutes of carefully navigating through the fleet, the transport ship landed in a large hanger, "Time to take you to the Commander," Luke said as he motioned for the group to follow him. They walked through the hanger, it looking like a massive, and very busy airport until they reached a large elevator. Luke pressed a button and led the crew in. After they were all inside Luke pulled out his Readius and connected it to the panel. He pressed a few numbered keys and a scanner appeared. He lowered his shades to scan his eyes, "Greetings Admiral Luke, where shall you be going?" A voice asked over a speaker in the elevator, "Commander's quarters," Luke replied. They then felt the elevator go up for a way, and then strangely to the side, and then up again. The doors opened to reveal a steel hallway with a door to the left, and one all the way at the end. Luke led them through the door on the left, and they saw an older man sitting there writing on a piece of paper. He wore an overcoat decorated with all sorts of medals, and a cap. His face had a full beard with a few gray hairs in it, but his head hair was covered by the cap. He looked up to see Luke and the squad and smiled, his face a bit wrinkly from being fifty years old, "You're finally here! Great!" He exclaimed with a grin as he stood up and walked to the other side of his desk, "My name is Commander Fallout L. Wanderer, welcome to the Olympus."
