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« on: August 29, 2015, 11:49:29 pm »
OOC: There's no mention of your navy size in your factbook. And by Spartan marks, do you mean they aren't flying your flag?
IC:
In Secret:
431 miles above the Pacific Ocean
Sagittarius 1-A
The satellite drifted through quiet space, its lens peering down at the planet below. Right now, however, the satellite was focused on a mystery fleet in the Pacific, sailing north to Alaska. The satellite and its twin had failed to detect where the ships had come from, but their destination was clear.
The satellite beamed the images back down to the EFAF headquarters, where they were sent to the highest generals and admirals of the Enduranca Federal Armed Forces, as well as the President.
Presidential Manor
Landfall
President North peered at the images laid on his desk.
"And we don't know where they came from?"
"No sir," Marshal Xu Janssen replied.
"Could it be the Namenians again with that rogue fleet-"
"I don't think so." The other figure standing before the President, Grand Admiral Naki de Castro said. She tapped one of the outlines. "For starters, there are two carriers instead of one, but neither matches the DEN ship, or what the Akagi will look like.
"Not to mention several more battleships."
The President sighed, looking the pictures over; time stamps below each image clearly showed these ships were moving north, and in a hurry.
"We have any assets that can tail them while they're in international waters?" North asked.
"We have a Skinwalker attack sub in the area, sir- Fenrir." de Castro replied.
He nodded. "Alright. Tell them to shadow this fleet, but do not engage unless they are fired upon."
As the Admiral went off, North turned his attention to his phone, and began dialing. "Now let's make sure if this isn't another DEN trick, at least they know."