Well now, I took the liberty of naming this 'AETAS 2', as the former AETAS 2 never got started, and because it's a bit of forum tradition to name it like this. I can rename it later if some of you think that AETAS 2 will happen in the future, but first it's time to start his RP. I will set things in motion by initially writing a prologue describing the conflicts to come, but I will discard the NPC as soon as I can, (but I will need to write short bits to allow the story to progress,) and will only retake it if we all deem it necessary for the RP. Here it goes...
"So I ask once more, do we agree to this course of action?" [OT]Italics indicate that the prases written are not spoken verbally, but using the conjoiner machinery in the head.[/OT] Admiral Lorington glanced over the proposal once more. After all, it was his fleet that would be send to the outskirts of the system, not admiral Operin's. It was, as he finished reading the details, the perfect oppertunity to gain some reputation with the other members of the meeting. Little risk involved, but a large task nevertheless. He was sure that he would eventually be succesful, which isn't something he could say of admiral Operin.
The other counsilmembers were quick to agree with the chairman, general Preston. He could almost imagine Operin's face as the counsil decided, growing more sour by the second. A very humane thought, he concluded, but those were okay at times. "It's settled then. Admiral Lorington, you are to escort Colonising ship D3 to it's destination planet, Omtin, set up it's defenses, and then await further orders from the counsil."
That was 3 years 2 months and 6 days ago, the admiral concluded. 3.5 revolutions around the sun, plus 6 rotations of Versillo. People would begin to harvest their outdoor crops normally. Ofcourse, there was no such thing on his own home planet. All they had was ice. "Attention: Admiral Lorington, your presence is requested on the bridge. I repeat: Admiral Lorington, your presence is requested on the bridge."
As the last words faded from his quarters, the admiral tightened his uniform and proceeded towards the bridge. The ship was quite large, so it took him 5 minutes to get their, even though it was mostly because the main elevator was out of order. It would have taken him up in less than a minute. Upon his arival of the bridge, an officer approached him"Sir, you're not going to like this. Take a look at these readings from a few minutes ago."
The big screen flickered to live, showing only white light for a while. Then, the screen slowly showed an enlarged version of the radar screen from the console of the officer. "Well, what's wrong with it? I don't see anything." the admiral spoke. "Now you don't, but..." the man operated his console before speaking: "Take a look when we amplify the incoming signal by 30." The screen appeared the same, only a few tones lighter, due to reflected radar waves from small space objects. There were two lighter areas to be noted, however... The first one was right ahead of them, which was logical, because it was the planet. The second one was to their right. "We have reason to believe this to be the Versillian Coalition fleet. By calculating it's course, we conclude that it will arrive at the planet half a month before we do, assuming it has the same type of engine." The admiral stared blankly at the screen for a while, then smashed his fist in his palm. "FUCK!"
The RP begins a few days before the arrival of the conjoiner fleet. The Versillian Coalition was aware of the conjoiner fleet and have prepared some defenses (but nothing rough) after succesfully founding their first colony in space. Feel free to describe the planet and it's details, I left that out intentionally. The conjoiners will be planning an attack, where the Versillian Coalition expects them to send an missionary. This doesn't mean that the entire fleet is cought off-guard, however, and both parties are drilling their forces for war.