Apr 3, 2024
... I don't know why. All I know is that I did it. XD
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... I don't know why. All I know is that I did it. XD
Finished Unknown, It's just a girl who likes flashy things! XD
w/o lineart too
“IM here…it’s me”
Elanor whispered to herself. Walking down the hall of their top floor suite, Elanor sees her reflection in a mirror and stops, elanor could’ve sworn she looked older? Or is she just losing it? Then lines on her face seemed like they’d been filled in over night and her eyes, the blue in them became piercing. Elanor touched the mirror where her reflection stood and jn her mind she saw it ripple, she saw the young Elanor…her face stained with running make up and tear streaks, but she was smiling…smiling? Elanor felt a wave of warmth cold and weakness all at the same time, her reflection reached out and touched where Elanors hand was placed and it was cold…they pushed each palm together and the coldness from young Elanors side, her smile softened and her eyes welled with tears, the coldness faded and it bursted into overwhelming warmth, Elanor pulled her younger self through and into a hug, the back of young Elanors dress was shredded and her back was covered in lashes and bleeding, older Elanor could feel those scars radiate heat and pain but she stood unfazed and let her younger self cry into her shoulder, Elanor let the warmth overtake her and allowed the realization of change and uncertainty to be what her reality is
“Danke, danke für unser Überleben”
Elanor blinked and found her hand just on her reflection, her broken pieces felt something, no not fixed that wasn’t it…it felt like they’d been cleaned up and set aside. Not thrown out but saved to be re used. The first night she met sovfia and the two talked she found a kindred spirit, and then meeting the rest of the crew she found a new home, patience, tolerance understanding and gentle guidance from everyone around her ensured Elanor felt at home, still looking at her reflection she was amazed, still missing pieces but despite the fact they may be missing or broken, a part of her feels new and ready to start again. Time to try again for her new life and this was part of the ticket for the ride
“I’m what I always wanted to be…free”
Elanor hopped in place and turned to jog down the hall to meet Sovfia where she was waiting, now was not the time to stand still it was time to get a move on and move fast with a direction in mind, she got a ring on her wrist unit and had to flick it open and answer jogging still trying to maintain a decent breathing pattern
“H-hello!”
“Elanor g’morning luv, are you making your way to training?”
“Yes”
“Good! I’ll be there soon too”
“John?”
“Yes?”
“Still hope you aren’t taking it easy on me”
“Trust me, I won’t be”
With that the comm hung up and Elanor continued her jog, the elevator wasn’t far off now and Sovfia sat leaned against the wall waiting for Elanor
“Let’s go let’s go Löwin a full day awaits!”
“Okay Nora let’s go!”
The knight commander Sletya- or in her English monicker Sofvia Devoshka, stands on the rubble of a city brought to heel by the United cosmos committee. One of the moons surrounding her home world of Marona Prime- the sister moon she stands on of which there are 4- named Maronas Pearl, houses the convicts of political prisoners, and POW’S from supply line raids and delegates sent in vain. Her helmet reflects the air of death around her, the massive frame of this knight commands no audience other than the people’s oppressors. She can see them on the judicial buildings rubble, barely alive crawling for scraps- people of all walks of life all shapes and sizes and cultures, all sickly and starving sent here for no transgression other than being perceived as an enemy through mere disagreement. Rarely is it sofvia takes her helmet off to be seen by an enemy, but these were her people, and if she would take her helmet off for the enemy to see her- to look sofvia in the eye as they were felled, then she would do no different for her people, to look them in the eye, as their imprisonment came to an end~
“MY PEOPLE! Today you look liberation in the eye yes…you faced death, disease and starvation at the hand of oppressive canibals who sit on ivory towers. NO LONGER WILL YOU ROT IN THIS HELL. Another of your kin has returned to covet our home…I would be lying if this is not personal to me no? You are my people and you had risen before yes? RISE AGAIN FOR MARONA SHE CALLS TO YOU! TODAY YOU DO NOT JUST LOOK INTO THE EYES OF FREEDOM! YOU LOOK INTO RHE EYES OF JUSTICE, JUSTICE FOR YOUR PEOPLE! JUSTICE FOR YOUR HOME, FOR YOUR DEAD AND WOUNDED FOR YOUR SICK AND POOR! TODAY THOSE FAT HEDONISTS WILL GAZE INTO THE EYES THEY THOUGHT THEY HAD STOMPED OUT!”
The campaign to take Marona prime and her sister moons was offered to Sofvia Devoshka and she had chosen to personally fund the matter of which she had little issue in doing. Her home world had been an issue for centuries and proved difficult to take back, with her showing us at the UCC how it’s done, it was no wonder we were outclassed, as the cruelty bred on that planet was only mere nightmares to us we had never seen.
Elanor Freiden
meet Elanor V2! ---------BEGIN FILE---------- Elanor Aluch Frieden had been inducted into the UCC'S care under the guides of her knowledge in radio communications and eloquence in dealing with high profile officials, Mrs Frieden is royalty rescued from her dictatorship under her mothers reign.
------BACKGROUND DOCCUMENTATION------
The knight commander CALL SIGN: Steel Queen-(sletya) herself had made an appearance to Mrs. Frieden at the very gates of her capital building on her home-world. Said world had been giving the united cosmos committee issues for quite some time and had been warned on numerous occasions if it had continued to show and or spark hostility it would be brought to compliance. The UCC had given the planet of -(steinerne Oase 13)--(stone haven)- the standard warning procedures which follows as such-
------WARNING PROCEDURES------
radio communication
sending small forces to asses damages
showing up in far orbit
ACTION DEEMED NESCESARRY
------BACKGROUND DOCCUMENTATION CONTINUED------
Mrs. Frieden had made multiple secret calls to the UCC ships around her home world for quite some time, however due to the UCC'S operating procedures until an act of hostility was shown we could not tip any scall in accordance to the independent worlds act. it is not exactly fair however, it is legality.
------CLOSING DOCCUMENTATION------
Mrs. Frieden not only showed capability to operate radio equipment to a proficiency she also showed to be a valuable asset in diplomacy in general, with a few weeks of slightly altered training she was ready to get to work on board of the 24TH'S flag ship along side the steel queen and Admiral.
i had to rework elanor from her V1 design
this is it ^ for refrence (she looked a little too young to be involved in any of the current relationships with anyone on deck, most of the characters are in their like 30's + elanor was one of the first few characters made in my OG sletya story before the Blue Glare came to mind with everyone else and i hadnt really established anyones ages yet, im so glad i reworked her
UCC FILE 4324 THE INVOLVEMENT OF NOW PAST ADMIRAL ARIN KLAXTON
ATTENTION SENSITIVE MATERIAL ENCLOSED IN SAID DOCUMENT, DETRIMENTAL TO SECURITY AND LONGEVITY OF COMMAND PROCEED WITH ONLY ADMINISTRATIVE ALLOWANCES OR CORRECT SECURITY CLEARANCE: 24TH heavy company and fleet command structure guideline 03 prohibits any and all under the clearance code to access or view the document/s of said person/s and their involvement in, during, before and or after their service to the UCC and its structure
Proceed?)
Y: *
N:
CLEARANCE ACCEPTED WELCOME: admiral
“Terminal allow admin- access”
“PROCEED”
“I’d like to make this knowledge public across all terminals, stations, and subsequent networks within the next 24 hours earth standard time.”
“MUST INPUT ACCESS CODE VERIFICATION”
“Right…”
The admiral clears his throat begins to speak to the terminal microphone slowly
“Stal…tachit…ether…engram…lumen”
“CODE VERIFIED PROCEDURE WILL COMMENCE WITHIN THE NEXT EARTH STANDARD TIME 24 HOURS, STEEL SHARPENS STEEL”
“Good…that’s taken care of”
Heels clicked and clacked behind the admiral, he knew those heels by now how could he not
“I hope you know what this means Michovanovich.”
“I do…it means the glinting knives in the dark will either suddenly strike-“
Mochiva took out a small quarter burnt cigar and lit it leaning against the terminal
“Or they’ll be illuminated enough to dodge and weave.”
“It also means you’ll have to admit he’d been executed without proper procedure?”
“I am aware. Commissioner humor me a question would you?”
She looked puzzled the commissioner, but Josephine waved her hand as the sign to continue
“Why did YOU shut your eyes in his moments of power?”
“Is this a-“
“Are you avoiding my question?”
Josephine was beside herself and appalled, but she did not look incredulous, she knew the admiral was right
“I- I cannot lie to you, I made the mistake many did when he rose to your position…I sat back and didn’t know what to do. Then again remember he had overwhelming power?”
“That is true yes…this file NEEDS to go public our nations have a right to know the deserve the truth and no less from the admiral himself…”
“Is this a personal score?”
“Far from it, who knows how many folks had been displaced by his improper management of resources hell it’s why the fringe has gone full on fascist against us…people need to know what went on behind the scenes Josephine”
“…in that case, then you’re not doing it alone michova.”
Saw a post regarding a question about OC’S and how honest they are with themselves and others with their feelings and just had to drop this in, here we go!
The admiral sits alone in the crows nest portion of the bridge, a closed off portion on a raised platform above the heads of the crew bellow him. His favorite mug filled with coffee, a cigar on his lip, and his tie loosened, sleeves rolled and hair half down in a low and loose pony tail. The admiral charts courses and directions while his skeleton crew bellow does calculations and comms checks to the distant colony posts and city stations. If you went into the crows nest with him you’d never be sure it was the admiral, his one good eye seems sunken in and despite his husky build the man seems to be losing weight in the face. What time was it when he got up there? What time is it now? What DAY is it now? The admiral never had a great sense of time…of course he could tell time and knew it was passing obviously but, in his mind an hour passes every five minutes and every five minutes is a decade long, it’s almost like time means nothing? It’s valuable he knows that but it passing seems to have a warped perception in his brain. This is honestly one of the reasons he loves being up in the void of space, up there time is all you have everything boils down to time and organization, how you move a ship, how you move around in general, it’s why ships in his fleet are built a certain way, they’re made in a such a way that if they should have zero-G suddenly and without warning happen inside the crew can navigate the halls and rooms easily even without the zero-G mobility course having been drilled into their heads. Time is such a weird thing to Michova…and it honestly scares him, but admitting that scares him more and in all honesty as a man commanding a fleet of ships that in total cost as much as a medium sized star? Michova a lot of the times is having a panic attack on the daily, every day in the mirror he wakes up to see a coward hiding behind the UCC’S might a man barely capable bud the people around him? They see why he was chosen so young to be an admiral, they see the size of his command, the way he carry’s himself and his crew. Michova can see a slight reflection of himself in a blank solid state holoscreen, an old touch screen still made of glass components that was purposely kept as a redundancy, and has a moment of panic at his reflection, how long has it been since he’d eaten? Or had water? Or slept?! He wasn’t sure…the urge to laugh and cry was only kept at bay for so long and had to happen there and then. Was michova being honest with himself recently? Or was he putting up a front to work as hard as possible to not waste time? Is it just a worry for time? Or is he still convinced somehow he’ll fail everyone…either way. There’s this dread in him that hangs like a rotten sore tooth, its persistent and painful…the kind of painful that numbs your mind a pain that is easily hidden in a crowd, but not easily forgotten when alone
NEW FILE ADMIT- SUBJ: ||updated infantry||
NEW EQUIPMENT ADDED:
Reinforced gloves
Updated boots
Recalibrated rifle and ammunition
New and improved under armor/field shirt
Improved field pants
Smaller paldrons for better mobility
New ocular imaging system in helmet
Improved pack and mobile gear bags
Improved ballistic protection for body armor