Shattergrounds Online Campaign Prologue:
Return of The Sand Cats!
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Our intrepid Data Miners have uncovered reports of strange events all over the now isolated Concilium Prima. So far, Haqqislam authorities have declined to comment, but we’ve detected a dramatic increase in Melek Reaction Force activity.
Which brings us to our big scoop! Rumor has it that the Wrecking Belles were on New Hypatia when the Circulars were attacked, and have been called back to Qapu Khalqi!
Recently,
the Wrecking Belles have been based in Concilium Prima and working with Ramah
Taskforce. We’ve been following them on
our sister show, MedEvac, but lost track of them after the Durgama Incident.
However, one of our drones caught this video feed of the Wrecking Belles in Odalisque uniforms. I, for one, will not complain. Those sexy ladies look their best in that get-up, and we will bring you as much content as possible in this, your Boarding Party!
One week earlier…
The master bedroom of the megayacht Ra’as Ul-Assad was located at the highest part of the ship, with a 180-degree viewscreen that allowed Regina to see New Hypatia one last time. It looked so peaceful from space. Granted, it was peaceful, now that Yu Jing had taken over the situation and neutralized the rogue AI Brutus. But still, their stay in New Hypatia ended up being far from enjoyable.
“I’m sorry the honeymoon got ruined,” said Regina cuddling her bear of a husband; and, for the moment, enjoying his body warmth.
“I’m only sorry Theresa and Aurora got hurt,” replied Dumar with a smile. “But I won’t complain about all the time we got to spend together.”
“Even if it was on the ship?”
“As long as I’m with you, I’m the happiest man in the world.”
“Not even a catastrophic event of immeasurable magnitude could tear me away from you,” said Regina rolling on top of Dumar with a playful smile, and feeling his body react approvingly.
“Incoming emergency transmission from Tariqa Barakat” said the disembodied voice of Regina’s Geist.
A holoscreen appeared to the right side of the bed and both Regina and Tariqa Barakat yelled in unison.
“What the FUCK, RHISS?!?!” said Regina sitting up red as a tomato and covering herself up.
“Regina, I wouldn’t call if it weren’t an emergency,” said Sireen equally embarrassed and covering her eyes. “Hello, Sheikh Dumar.”
“Hello, Sireen,” replied Dumar with the face of a man who knew how this song and dance would end.
“How can I be of service?” asked Regina covering up with the silk bed sheet, and placing a large pillow over Dumar’s lap.
“I’m transferring you four back to Qapu Khalqi. You still have a ship with Minotaur Motors?”
“We have two, actually.”
“Good, I’m commissioning both for Melek Reaction Force.”
Regina was taken aback, Melek Reaction Force teams were usually assigned to Immediate Action Sectors and were circumscribed to them. Although, ‘Wandering Angels,’ teams that would move around on any spaceship available, were not unheard of. Still, there was a piece of the puzzle Regina didn’t have.
Before Regina could say a word, the door of the master bedroom burst open with Helena, Theresa and Aurora entering the room in a clear state of panic.
“Circular C8a has been destroyed!”
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