Star Wars: Frontier Aspirations [Chapter 1]
[ Major Daniel Havenborn | Cockpit | ARC-170 “Death From Above” | Orbit of Acantha ]
Daniel watched from his cockpit as the shift from hyperspace to realspace happened. It was a sight he always enjoyed watching. The blue streaks of hyperspace were very relaxing and the fact that this voyage was the first time in almost three days that he’d finally gotten to get more than a couple hours of sleep, after hopping from combat zone to combat zone his unit was finally deactivated and after he dismissed his team. He had been meaning to join them as his team had been given a three day pass to spend on the Zenobia colony while the task force resupplied. However he was three feet from the airlock when Captain Andromeda Marshal contacted him and had him report to the bridge, once he arrived there she informed him of a Level Five alert that required immediate attention. After looking over the mission profile he agreed to the mission, unfortunately there wasn’t any time for him to recall his team and he’d have to take whoever was onboard.
The selection of available personnel onboard was slim, no Vanguard Commandoes, and the only Vanguard troops onboard weren’t rated for Starfighter status. So he selected a pair of Operations officers who were, thankfully he knew both of them since he had personally overseen their flight training, the downside was that he’d be the only Vanguard Commando available until the “Treads Upon Stars” arrived in orbit. His orders were two fold, first was to assess the situation and make contact with the Foundation facility on the planet, and secondly to form a militia to defend the colony should the task force not arrive in time. He knew that the task force desperately needed the resupply that was underway; hopefully they’d be able to rush it to get in system a little faster.
As he was lost in his thoughts he missed Lieutenant Persephone Sorrell talking to him. “Major Havenborn, we’ve arrived… Major Havenborn?” She said as she paused, when he still didn’t answer she decided to get a little less formal. “Daniel!” She said loudly.
Daniel blinked his eyes a couple times then responded. “What Persephone?” He said.
“We’re nearing the Athelflad Spaceport, Minister Frederick Pollux is expecting you.” She said, only a few people on the crew could get away with being so formal with such a superior officer, Camille and her were two of them since the three of them were courting and Daniel was in talks with both of their fathers about a marriage proposal and the uniting of their families. Between her family and Daniel’s the courtship was more a formality since their families got along so well; however between Daniel’s family and Camille’s family it was far more political. While the Valera family wasn’t as large as the Havenborn family was, they had a lot of political clout though and the Havenborn family had been trying for years to have a successful marriage work between them and the Valera family.
Daniel sighed, he hated talking to politicians, there was a reason he was still a Major while his brothers and sisters had moved on to commands of their own. “Does he really have to speak to me?” He asked.
“Yes, you’re the-” Persephone was cut off before she could finished. “Captain Marshal asked that I handle any sort of political officers, seeing as I spent four years training for it, Paris you could come with me to help, we could keep Danny in the loop that way.” Ensign Camille Valera said.
Persephone frowned, she didn’t like that Camille got that informal with him and her. She allowed only Camille and Daniel to call her Paris although she wasn’t really fond of that name. “I suppose that could work.” Persephone said. “What do you think Daniel?” She asked.
Daniel had been listening quietly as he made slight adjustments to the starfighter’s course in towards the Athelflad spaceport. “If Captain Marshal gave Camille those orders then that is that. Although I would feel better if you went with her to help, there is safety in numbers after all.” Daniel said. Better that they’re both together so that he wouldn’t have to worry too much about them.
“Understood Major.” Persephone said, going back to using his rank. She looked out the window and saw that the city they were landing at was not at all what she was expecting. They were flying low enough that the people on the ground would be able to see the ship’s insignia, a golden lion centered on a blue banner, this would not be something the people of this city, if it could really be called that, would often see. There was sure to be some crowds to see who was arriving at their small city.
A few moments later and the starfighter landed in a small slot reserved for high value persons, technical crews came out from their spots and began to attach fuel lines and power cables, a pair of technicians wheeled a dual mounted stair-ladder over that fit perfectly for the height of the craft. Daniel’s cockpit opened first followed by Persephone’s. Daniel dismounted first followed by Persephone and then Camille.
[ Major Daniel Havenborn | Groundside | Athelflad City | Main Street ]
As Daniel climbed down the ladder he waited for both ladies to join him. He walked up to the Minister who was standing nearby, Daniel immediately recognized him from the Foundation uniform he was wearing. Like most of the colony leadership and personnel they typically wore uniforms to help separate them from the colonists. Daniel made a salute then introduced himself and his companions. The Minister returned the salute and introduced his small staff, and after few minutes of discussion he walked off with Persephone and Camille leaving Daniel to get down to business, his first objective was to locate the Vanguard contact in Athelflad that would get him in contact with the Foundation facility. He walked out of the small spaceport and out into Athelflad city, he knew that his clothes would definitely set him apart from everyone else but he didn’t care, he had a mission and he was going to carry it out.
Cue entrance posts!