Talk:United Aerospace Command/@comment-24142455-20150113141702

-UAC Maximum Security Prison, Dysmonia-

OOC: Ficus, I am only giving you part of Dysmonia, mainly just for a place to stay until your back on your feet.

General Edward Jackknife sat in a cell, the 2km deep facility was loaded with security systems ranging from normal guards, to "Smart" AI controlled turrets, even at the top of the prison, three Paris-class frigates patrolled the entrance, with Wombats constantly landing and taking off. He then saw two prison guards, Acheron Security Personnel walking towards him. They walked up to the cell.

Acheron Guard: Alright Jackknife, thee guys at the office want to talk to you.

The cell was deactivaed, and cuffs were placed on Jackknife as he was escorted out. The "Office", the UAC's Office of Naval Intelligence. Something that commonly worked in cooperation with the AIF's ONI for surveillance, and espionage. They were like the NSA of the UAC and AIF, and did a lot of operations in a few countries, mainly Italy. He was aware of the operations when he served in the AIF, and was one of the main reasons he joined the IRF in the first place, besides the ideas of a new government for the AIF.

He was soon escorted onto a Pelican dropship, and it took off towards a Paris-class frigate. Knowing there was really no way out of this, he relaxed himself for the upcoming event.