Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160108015916

Today: October 1, 2034



Sun shined down on the Kennedy Space Center. It was quiet, with light security aside from the barb-wired, chain link fence, and cameras. It was a crisp fall morning, with brisk, fresh air. All boarding the 7:00 AM flight aboard the Zues 45 Delta IX flight to outer space sat in a smallish waiting room. It was comfortable, but quiet, full of diplomats, workers, and even soldiers.

A voice spoke over an intercom, projected into the room.

"Flight Zues 45 for the Sea of Tranquility will be boarding soon.  Please ready yourselves- expel yourself of all bodily waste and make sure you have used a decontamination station if you came into any contact with foriegn materials." A patient, female voice informed the room's occupants. "Thank you."

Soviet Station Mir was a monstrosity. It had orginally just been a shuttle base- a Soviet space shuttle would go up, some cosmonauts would hang around, and it would return to the surface. But then the Sea of Tranquility had been built, and Mir itself had been built up in contest. Now an almost bustling cities filled with amenities of all kinds, including artifical gravity, it was a sit to behold. From far away in looked just like a random collection of massive pipes and tubes, when inside were polished steel walkways, bazaars, barracks, apartments, offices, hangers, and all other amenities. It was the Carthage to the Sea of Tranquility's Rome.

"Comrades!" An authoratative, thickly-accented, male voice barked over the station-wide intercom. He was General Vilmonski, the commander and chief of the Sovkosmos and all Soviet forces in space. "I am calling to all military personel!  Report to lecture hall A for an immediate briefing!" There was a clicking sound as the intercom cut off.

Carter drummed his fingers on the surface of his helmets, moving to imaginary music. It was the same routine he did before every fight, as to think away the pre-battle jitters. The Delta IX that sped him through the cosmos also carried five other men in similar armor, although Carter's was the most adjorned, and high-tech. He was, after all, one of the first HERMES operatives there had ever been.