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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Dec 22, 2016 15:19:56 GMT -8
The Novatrooper plugged the remote reader into the datapad, The info would be copied to the control room for the hatch & read by the novatrooper there. The documents were more or less in order, however one of the listed ships had already been reported as completed & was preparing to launch in a few hours.
-Novatrooper
Everything seems to be in order, The Subjugator however must have been handled by another crew as it will be launching before much longer.
As the pair of Novatroopers withdrew back to the control room to wait for the next ship, the dock crews rushed forward to start unloading the gear.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 15:50:17 GMT -8
The Major gave a nod, a little surprised this had worked. But he wasn't going to stop now or give anything away. He gave a crisp nod to the pair of Novatroopers
"So it would seem. Thank you for your service..."
With the all clear, the pilots moved the transport deeper into the hangar bay then, to allow further ships to dock and be checked. Once landed at its new position, the Techs got to work unloading the crates with the help of the dock crews. The pilots then set about checking the ship over and preparing it so they'd be ready to make a fast get away should the situation require it. Alaara meanwhile remained hidden within the crate she had been assigned to.
Once unloaded, the group quickly split into the five, with the sixth being the crew of the transport ship. They each had their orders, and so headed towards the appointed dock areas. The Major remained with the ground that had the crate containing Alaara, since they were each other's responsibility. The group made their way towards the closest docked Star Destroyer that was still being built. For a First Order shipyard, The Major couldn't help but notice just how mishmashed the security seemed to be. Novatroopers, Smiletroopers. It was strange to see such a mix. In some respects, it did hint to him that perhaps some important project was being built here. After all, the Novatroopers were quite renown for their role within the Galactic Empire. So it only made sense they would serve a similar role within this First Order.
As they arrived to the dock they needed, they stopped at the security check point, with the Major producing the datapad to show to anyone that might be there. Meanwhile, Alaara kept herself immersed within the force. Sensing for any danger that might be coming and trying to head it off if possible using the force to calm anyone that might pose a threat
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Feb 8, 2017 21:28:16 GMT -8
At the check point to board the docked ISD, there was a long pause as the stormtrooper just stared at the documents. After a few more moments a second stormtrooper walked over & took the documents. This one also seemed to be unusually interested in the documents. The two seemed to be talking about something, though it was impossible to tell what as they were only using their suit comms. After a few minutes of this, a novatrooper joined the group & took the documents.
-Nova
Sir.
His tone of voice seemed to imply in the formality that unpleasantness was not only an option, but one that would be greatly enjoyed by at least one person present.
-Nova
Your papers have you listed as 'Major Dee Ceptim'.
The novatrooper left the statement hanging there like a hangman's noose.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2017 12:54:40 GMT -8
As the Nova trooper questioned him about his name, the Major pretended to appear to be disgruntled by such an insubordinate comment. Alaara's grip tightened upon her lightsaber, knowing that this situation could go south at any moment. They had made it this far, but the Jedi Knight was starting to feel like their luck might run out very soon
"I beg your pardon trooper. Do you perhaps find something funny about my name? I come from a long proud line of Dee Ceptim's. In fact, my great grandfather was Grand Moff Dee Ceptim of the 19th Sector in the time of the Empire. I suppose you would fine the name Colonel Glutius Maximus funny too? Because I assure you, he wont and he'll bust your ass down to a private and set you on sanitation duty..."
The words were spoken with all the authority the Major felt was necessary and apt for dealing with the Nova trooper. The man had served time as a drill instructor during the Republic, so he had called upon his attitude towards the recruits then for his outburst now
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Apr 7, 2017 13:15:07 GMT -8
The Nova failed completely to be intimidated. For one thing Stormtroopers had an entirely different chain of command, with Novas in yet another track. On the other hand the galaxy could occasionally give you something hilarious.
-Nova
Very well, Major Tricky & Colonel Booty, continue with your tasks.
With that dismissal, the Troopers waved them through onto the docked ISD.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2017 10:52:28 GMT -8
Group 1
The Major almost considered berating the Nova Trooper for his remarks, but thought better of it. They had gotten this far, and were so very close to their goal. The Major motioned to the techs with him to follow him aboard, as he lead the way onto the ISD. Alaara let out a muted sigh of relief as they finally made it past the checkpoint, glad that she had not been required to do anything just yet. The Major pulled up a schematic of the ship and pinpointed a couple target locations as they made their way through the ship, before deciding upon the munitions supply area
Group 2
After having split off from the landing site, Group 2 had boarded a shuttle bus of sorts to their target ISD. Unlike the first group, they had no Jedi backup. But the saboteurs were more than confident they could get through this without such aide. If all else failed, they would act as a distraction for their compatriots. They disembarked the shuttle and made their way to the security checkpoint and presented their copy of the datapad information, with one of the Alliance Saboteurs assuming the identity of Captain Johnson "Afternoon..."
Group 3
Group 3 had boarded a shuttle in the opposite direction around the station to what Group 2 had gone in. Their target ISD looked like any other one currently being constructed at the Bilbringi Shipyards. Although, based on the information supplied on their datapad, the First Order apparently had plans to use it for something very special. Not that those plans would ever come to fruition. Or at least, that was what the Alliance saboteurs hoped would be the case. The way this mission had been described to them, was that it was very possibly going to be a one way trip. Success had not been guaranteed. Just a hope that they would be dealing a blow to the First Order. The shuttle stopped briefly, allowing Group 3 to disembark and make their way over to the security checkpoint, with their leader assuming the role of Captain Borgia as he handed the trooper the datapad for inspection
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Apr 11, 2017 11:45:51 GMT -8
Group 1
As the group carts the device into the munitions magazine, one of the lift banks on the cart gives out. One of the inspectors making sure the magazine is in order noticed & quickly puts together a work detail to get the device loaded onto a new cart. Checking the device over quickly to make sure it wasn't damaged, the officer clears it to be stowed. A few minutes later he wanders back to the group with a couple cups of the local stimulant brew, which is surprisingly good.
Group 2
There is relatively little traffic going back & forth between this ISD & the station, as it was rapidly nearing completion & much of the remaining work was happening nearer to other loading stations. The stormtroopers at this checkpoint mostly seem more interested in getting back to their card game, which from what the crew can see is probably a variant of pazaak. However, they do take the time to carefully check the documents & log them in the computer as required before sending the crew onto the Star Destroyer.
Group 3
This checkpoint had a trio of Novatroopers carefully checking the steady stream of techs heading into & out of the ISD. In this case the heavy traffic caused by the pace of work on the ISD meant that the team was able to blend in & make it on board with no more scrutiny than any of the other groups boarding the ship. It did however, take a while as the sheer amount of traffic meant the line was progressing rather slowly. On the other hand, once past the security check point the bottle neck cleared up significantly.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2017 15:52:13 GMT -8
Group 1
The Major just about had a heart attack when the lift bank gave out. Alaara froze as everything shifted away from her. When the inspector put together a work crew, the Alliance Saboteurs quickly worked with the actual Imperial techs to load the crates of gear onto the new cart. Once given the all clear, and with the officer wandering off, the crew got to work fast unpacking the equipment, allowing the Togrutan Jedi Knight a brief reprieve from being locked up in the crate
"That was a little too close for comfort. Jonz, get the bomb set..."
The saboteur known as Jonz gave a nod, as he grabbed the case and opened it up. Meanwhile the other 'techs' set up the faux equipment to act as a cover
"Well, one down, who knows how many others will get back"
"I'm sure we'll find out soon enough..."
"I'm almost done..."
"You heard him commander... better get you back into a crate"
Alaara gave a nod, before climbing into a long box that was then packed in with left over items to help hide the Jedi Knight should someone open the box. Jonz entered the access code and set the timer, and placed the bomb. The 'techs' then finished the disguise and loaded the last few pieces into the box with Alaara before closing it, just as the Inspector returned with the caf brew. The Major took a sip and gave the man a nod
"A work ethic like yours certainly deserves a promotion... Maybe I can put in a good word for you..."
The Major gave the Inspector a nod, before the crew took the cart and headed back off the Star Destroyer. All they had to do now, was make it back to the shuttle and wait for the other crews to return as well. It was a short trip, before they made it back to the security checkpoint to the shuttle hangars, with the Major producing the datapad once more to allow them to access the hangar bay to their shuttle
"Works all done. Thanks for the hospitality..."
Group 2
The lead Saboteur gave the stormtroopers a nod as they checked the information and gave the cargo a once over. There wasn't anything too concerning within the crates for them to be worried about. Which allowed them to remain relaxed before they were ushered through the security check point. With the last real security measure passed, 'Johnson' lead the team through the ship to the reactor. Before pulling into a room just before the access door to it. It was there, that the Saboteurs went about their work of setting up their device
Group 3
It was slow going to access their target, but thankfully the large crowd also meant it was easier for them to pass through security. After all, work needed to maintain a steady pace, and no one wanted to interrupt it for long. Once past the checkpoint, the team had a clear way through the ship, to the room just above where the ships munitions were stored. They closed the doors, before going about their work of laying the trap they had
Group 4
The trip around the ring of the station had taken some time, but finally Group 4 had arrived to their station on the shuttle bus that ran the length of the inside of the shipyards. They picked up the crates and carried them over to the security checkpoint that admitted access to the star destroyer. Security was certainly just about everywhere here. Which made sense, since the First Order would not want to have any of their ships sabotaged. The Alliance Saboteur chosen as the head tech for the group presented the work orders on the datapad he had and handed it to the trooper on duty
Group 5
As Group 5 came to their stop, they bid Group 6 adieu, before disembarking. It was a good thing the shipyards had the internal transit system. otherwise getting around would have taken far more time. They grabbed their gear and headed for the security checkpoint, as they looked out the viewport at the currently in construction star destroyer. It was certainly an impressive sight, but one that they would take down. At least, that was what they hoped. The head Saboteur presented the datapad when he was asked for it
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Apr 11, 2017 18:51:19 GMT -8
Group 1
The officer was confused for a moment as to why the tech would be able to put in a good word for him since he was one of the top ranked officers on the ship at them moment. Come to think about it, the weapon they had checked in hadn't been something that would usually be included in the load out. On the other hand it might be a special request item. But it that was the case he probably would have a note of it somewhere.
-Munitions Officer
Hold on a second. I need you to come with me while I check on something. Who is your reporting superior on the station?
Group 2
Like the checkpoint leading here, the reactor stations seemed to be mostly deserted. The occasional janitorial crew & roving droid made up most of those the team saw. The surprising thing was how ready everything look. If a person forgot the construction still underway further forward, it might even seem like a ghost ship abandoned in space. Although one that still had full power.
Group 3
The group had been in the room barely a minute before a second door opened & an officer wearing most of a uniform burst into the room. It was obvious that the man had hastily donned the uniform. Unfortunately, it was also showing the ranking of an extremely high ranked officer. A glance into the room behind him before the door slid back closed was a second, rather more attractive officer still attempting to get dressed.
-Station Sector Officer
Who to hell are you clowns & what are you doing in here?
Group 4
The team would hold out the datapad for a while before realizing that the trooper wasn't paying them any attention at all. In fact looking around, none of the techs going or coming seemed to be paying the least bit of mind to the troopers. Watching the troopers for a moment, someone might notice a slight rhythmic sway in their stance. Somehow, all three of the troopers had figured out a way to fall asleep while standing completely upright.
Group 5
As soon as the stormtroopers plugged the datapad into the reader, an alarm started screaming behind them. A few moment later, the station alarms all down the hallway also shuddered to life with the ghastly wail. A little slow off the mark from the alarm, the troopers were still quick enough to realize they had tripped it & their weapons quickly began snapping up toward the team.
-Trooper
Get on the ground! Get on the ground, NOW!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2017 12:51:33 GMT -8
Group 1
The team had been about to leave the munitions room, when they were stopped by the officer. Alaara tightened her grip upon her lightsaber in that moment, as she felt a disturbance within the force. As the officer questioned them about who their contact aboard the station was, The Major was starting to prepare an excuse when the alarms went off. He didn't even take a moment of pause as he drew his blaster pistol and shot the Munitions Officer. The first pair of saboteurs drew their own blaster pistols and fired towards the techs in the room, aiming to force them to scatter. Meanwhile, the second pair of saboteurs broke the lid of the crate, grabbing the blaster rifles hidden within as Alaara launched herself from within the crate. She ignited her lightsaber mid jump, before landing next to the Major
"It would appear someone triggered the alarm..."
"Apparently. But we expected this to happen at some point... That said, I don't think we'll make it back to our shuttle..."
"Then we'll just have to commandeer one, won't we..."
Alaara then pressed a finger to her ear comm, which operated on an encrypted Alliance frequency that the other teams were linked on
:: All teams, enact scramble protocol! Rendezvous at point alpha! ::
Group 2
Group 2 had been about halfway planting their device when the alarm sounded and the scramble order came through moments later. The saboteur setting the timer cut it by half, before planting the case inside the hiding spot. The other saboteurs armed themselves with the hidden rifles
"Alright guys, you heard the lady! We need to get to the hangar bay and fast!"
An affirmative nod was given, before the group exited the room. The main thing this group had on their side, was that the star destroyer was relatively deserted, save for the techs working on it. And so far, the Stormtroopers weren't heading for them. At least just yet anyway. Thankfully, between the confusion and their uniforms, they'd be able to bluff anyone they came across without necessarily having to shoot them. With their destination set, the group made for the hangar bay of the ISD
Group 3
The group had barely finished getting the disguise set up, when the officer burst out of the room. Apparently the officer had caught them, with his own pants down. It was rather amusing spin on that saying. But before the saboteurs could decide on any other course of action, the alarm sounded. Without hesitation, a pair of the saboteurs fired on the officer, before another pair of saboteurs rushed the room the man had just emerged from, firing upon the other still half dressed officer. Meanwhile, the lead saboteur went to work arming the device, halving the timer as the scramble protocol came through moments later. They were certainly going to have a fun time escaping this place now
Group 4
As the realization dawned upon them, the saboteurs were somewhat impressed that the stormtroopers had managed to literally fall asleep on their feet. Without wanting to draw any undue attention to themselves, the group moved inside the star destroyer. They had managed to pass a few corridors inside the ship, when the alarm had gone off and Alaara gave them the scramble protocol order. They were already inside their target vessel, which meant that situating it literally anywhere would put the vessel out of commission. The group decided to push deeper into the Star Destroyer, to find an at least somewhat ideal location to set the charge, but also give them access to an escape route. To that end, they headed for the most likely location the escape pods would be located
Group 5
As soon as the alarm tripped, the first couple saboteurs dropped their gear and drew their pistols, letting off several shots, as the pair behind them broke out the blaster rifles and fired off a couple shots. Meanwhile, the rear pair grabbed the suitcase with the device and ran for cover. They barely heard the order from Alaara, but they were already enacting it in a sense
Group 6
Group 6 had almost arrived to their target station, when the alarm sounded, bringing the shuttle bus to a stop. The team nodded to one another, before breaking out the blaster rifles and firing at the other passengers within the same carriage as them. Meanwhile, one of the saboteurs got to work arming the device. They weren't going to get any closer to their target now. So setting it off here was their best bet for success, especially when the scramble order came through a moment later
Shuttle Crew
The shuttle crew had finished their preflight checks and had been waiting for the teams to return, when the station alarm activated. The order to enact the scramble protocol came through, meaning that no one would be making it back. The crew retracted the ramp, before they started diverting power to the weapons and shields. Then, without warning, they started to fire the laser cannons towards various parts of the hangar as the repulsor lifts activated
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Apr 13, 2017 17:47:37 GMT -8
Group 1
The munitions inspector had already started to turn away from the group when the alarms sounded. The blaster bolt caught him solidly in the back, giving him no chance at all of reacting. The First Order tech in the area though were already scattering for cover even before the shots headed their way as well. While they heavily outnumbered rebels, the techs were both unarmed & mostly untrained for combat. It took a surprisingly short time for the area to completely empty. The station sensors had already detected the weapon fire though & already Stormtroopers & novatroopers were in route to the munitions magazine.
Group 2
With the alarms, the group would encounter no-one else. Nearer to the front of the ship it was more hectic, but all that activity would be well forward of the ISD hangers. Once they arrived at the hanger, the group would find that the ISD already had much of its compliment already loaded into it. Everything from land vehicles & landing craft to shuttles & fighters.
Group 3
The officer hadn't been expecting violence. At most he had been expecting to chew out so errant techs & have them thrown in the station brig for a night. The blaster fire cut him down before he could switch mental gears, with his sleeping partner quickly following him to the grave. As in the other locations, the weapon's fire would rapidly draw the attention of Stormtroopers, though the group had a few minutes before it would reach them.
Group 4
The interiour of the ISD was fairly hectic, but from the look of things it was mainly techs reporting to their emergency stations. So far no details had been announced over the intercoms for what the alarm was for, so the techs would proceed with the general alert orders. No one was bothering to pay attention to what would look like yet another group of techs heading toward their station.
Group 5
Even with the added element of surprise, it was the extremely rare person that could draw a weapon from concealment, aim & fire it. The Stormtroopers on guard had the advantage that they already had their weapons out. Two of the Stormtroopers would begin firing as soon as the front pair started to draw their weapons. One of the troopers was further back, in a small control room, & wasn't in position yet to fire. It was hasty fire, but at that range it would be hard to miss. Of course, their fire would be concentrated on the four rebels in the front, as they were the ones attempting to draw weapons.
Group 6
The remainder of the passengers in the shuttle are all techs & they are cut down quickly. Like all other tech on the station, they don't carry weapons. The weapon fire, however, would bring Stormtroopers right to them. In this particular case, however, it would take longer than normal. That was mainly because they would have to get into the shuttle tunnels before they could start working their way closer.
Shuttle Crew
Several techs & a number of other shuttles were unfortunate enough to take hits from the lasers, as well as a huge number of hits on various bulkheads & deck plates. The control room, however, was saved by the blast doors that quickly slammed down over the view port. The emergency damage protocols also began rapidly closing the hanger doors. As far as the system was aware, the fire was coming in from outside. The techs in the control room however where more aware. One of them scrambled to get a tractor lock on the shuttle, to prevent it from leaving before the doors could close.
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2017 14:33:06 GMT -8
Group 1
Although the alert had gone off, Alaara and Group 1 were already exiting the magazine room and making their way towards the hangar bay aboard the Star Destroyer. Although they were armed, they abstained for shooting anyone unless they paid Alaara any too much attention. But thankfully the confusion of the alarm meant that it would be few people who would go out of their way to do such. In a situation like this, it would be every man and woman for themselves. They just had to hope that by the time they got to the hangar, there would still be some shuttles left
Group 2
As Group 2 arrived to the hangar, they paused for a moment. Examining their options. It was then, that they noticed the TIE racks were filled with what appeared to be the new TIE/sf space superiority fighter's
"Let's take 'em for a spin boys!"
The other saboteurs nodded in agreement before following the lead saboteur up the access walkway, with the group splitting into groups of two. A Pilot and Gunner each. The pilots did a preflight check, before activating the launch sequence, detaching the three TIE/sf's and flying them out of the hangar bay, doing a steep dive towards the planet
Group 3
With the officer's dead, Group 3 did not wait around to meet the troopers that would undoubtedly be on their way. They headed along a corridor and made for the ship's closest escape pods, aiming to use one of them to more quickly escape
Group 4
Group 4 arrived to the escape pod bay, with one of the saboteurs getting to work setting the charge, whilst the others armed themselves with blaster rifles. They needed to hold this position until the bomb was set, to which end, they went about locking the doors into this particular escape pod bay and shooting the control panels
Group 5
The two rear techs managed to make it to cover, before one of the techs opened the case and started activating the bomb. the front to techs were mowed down, as the two behind them used their fallen comrades bodies as shields, managing to let off a couple of shots, before they too, fell. As his companion got to work arming the device, the other saboteur pulled out a rifle and let off an unaimed burst of shots from around the corner of the object they took cover behind
Group 6
With the area clear, the saboteurs got to work setting up barricades in case the stormtroopers managed to break in. Meanwhile, the tech finished arming the charge, setting a shortened countdown clock and beginning its countdown
Group 1
A small alert on Alaara's datapad went off, as each device was activated and its countdown started. This in turn caused a chime to occur on her ear piece, allowing her to keep track of which teams were ready
Shuttle Crew
The shuttle managed to get airborne, and had gained some small momentum before the hangar bay doors started to close. The pilot tried to press their engines to make it, but it was to no avail as one of the stations tractor beams slowed them down enough. Causing them to be trapped within the hangar bay. With their escape shut off, the crew turned their attention to an alternative plan. One of the guns was then aimed at disabling the tractor beam, whilst the other gunners went about dealing as much damage as they could, whilst the ships scanners went about finding a weak spot to exploit
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on May 16, 2017 17:04:59 GMT -8
Group 1
Unfortunately for the Jedi's group, only the land based craft had been loaded into the vehicle hangers. The compliment of starfighters & shuttles had yet to be loaded into the craft. They did however, have a wide range of ground assault craft in which to spend their last few moments before the ISD was shredded by the explosive charge they had set.
Group 2
As they were getting ready to launch, one of the pilots would notice a small switch labeled IFF & pass on the word to the other craft. As they launched banks of point defense turrets tracked them, but didn't fire due to the recognized signal.
-Station Control
Attention all scrambled craft, stand by for orders & assume patrol formations around your host craft.
Group 3
From the looks of it, they weren't the only ones with the same idea. A large number of Imperial technicians also clogged the corridors around the pods. The pod area seemed much more ordered however, as the pods were loaded to capacity before the next was started. However, it didn't seem that the pods were being launched yet, just loaded. Judging from the size of the crowd, some people were being rerouted to other escape pod bays. The Rebel team found themselves on a pod with fourteen imperial techs. Now that they were safely in a pod, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. Despite everyone being securely strapped in, several of the techs were talking normally or joking with each other.
Group 4
Surprisingly for the other activity in the ship, very few technicians tried to access the escape pod bay. With the doors sealed, they assumed that they bay wasn't complete yet & headed for other nearby bays.
Group 5
Despite the un-aimed nature of the rebel's fire, one of the stormtroopers took a bolt on his chest piece. He was knocked to the ground, but the armor was heavily designed to counter energy weapons, he would have one hell of a bruise, but given a few minutes he would be right back on his feet. His partner ducked at the threatening fire, but return fire of his own at the corner the rebel was hiding behind. It wasn't the most drilled return fire, but it was roughly on point.
Group 6
A dozen troopers rush down the tunnel. As they reach the tram car, they ignore the doors as anyone inside has likely already fortified or trapped them. Instead a pair of breaching charges are placed on the end of the craft. Stacking up on either side of the charges, The troopers remain just far enough back to be outside the blast zone. With a click, both charges work together to blast a hole in the end of the craft nearly the size of the compartment within. Not waiting for the smoke to clear, the troopers begin firing into the haze.
Shuttle Crew
As the weapon fire began to cut into landing crew & other shuttles in the hanger. The shuttle's scan, however, showed a unusually large amount of armor plating & heavily secured fuel lines & other features. It would seem that the hanger was mainly used for the transfer of heavily volatile or hazardous materials. The weakest point the scanners could lock on to was actually the control room itself, even with it's blast doors down. Unfortunately, the auto cannon that was beginning to return fire on the shuttle wasn't controlled from there.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 12:36:10 GMT -8
Group 1
Group 1 came to halt, with Alaara just about running into the back of one of the Saboteurs. She was just about to ask them what the hold up was, when she looked round the hangar to see the predicament they had found themselves in. Of all the Star Destroyers they could ave chosen, theirs just had to be the one without any escape craft. It was too late for them to turn back now and try make it to any escape pods, let alone back to the shuttle they had arrived in
"Well... That's why we stopped..."
"What's the plan now..."
"Not really sure..."
It was then, that Alaara turned her attention to the ground vehicles. If they had been planet-side, they could certainly have launched quite the invasion. They probably had enough people to launch an assault with an AT-AT
"No... Surely not..."
"What is it?"
It was madness... No one in their right mind would ever try it. But then, they weren't exactly in their right minds were they. They had all volunteered for a suicide mission to begin with. Alaara then pointed to the closest AT-AT
"That is how we get out..."
The Saboteurs all looked at her, then turned to the AT-AT perplexed. The Jedi had surely lost her mind if that was her plan of escape. But then, the longer they thought about it, the more sense it started to make. The thing was airtight, and built to withstand just about anything short of a capital ship's turbolasers
"If we go out, we might as well go out in style..."
"Exactly, besides, we'd be cannon fodder for the stormtroopers if we stay out here..."
"Alright, you heard to lady!"
Without another moments hesitation, Group 1 followed Alaara and boarded the AT-AT. Two of the Saboteurs took to the vehicle controls, whilst Alaara assumed the role of the commander. The rest of the Saboteurs went about ensuring all of the other bulk heads were sealed and secured
Group 2
As the voice came over their comm lines ordering them to assume patrol formations, the three craft all silently agreed to comply. Finding the IFF control had kept them from being blown to pieces right away. And if they wanted to remain that way, they would have to bide their time until a distraction presented them an opportunity to escape
Group 3
Group 3 had put up no resistance as they had been herded into an escape pod with the other techs. The escape pod bay had been far too crowded to make a scene without it back firing. With everyone strapped in and the pod door sealed, it offered them a chance to get about the work they had to do. None of their Imperial compatriots had apparently noticed they were armed, leaving them distracted by their conversations. So it gave them the element of surprise, when one of the saboteurs activated the pod launch mechanism, before Group 3 started firing upon the other Imperial Techs
Group 4
The Saboteur finished arming the charge a few moments later. Given that no one had tried accessing the bay yet, the charge was left within the bag, before Group 4 loaded into an escape pod. Not wanting to wait around, one of them activated a control panel, which caused the launch of several escape pods including their own
Group 5
The Saboteur providing fire hid further behind the cover as the stormtroopers fired back, just about shooting hi arm off. Meanwhile the other Saboteur finished arming the bomb, before pulling out his own pistol
Group 6
The Saboteurs within had been prepared well and truly for the breach. Although, one of the Saboteurs had been a little too close to the end the charges had been set at and had perished in the explosion. The other Saboteurs took cover and started returning fire at the troopers who were already firing at them
Shuttle Crew
Of all the hangar bays on this shipyards they could have landed in, they had ended up in one of the most heavily fortified. With no other options, the gunners directed half their fire towards the control room, whilst the other half fired back upon the auto cannon. The shields were taking most of the auto cannons fire for now, but they would not last forever
Group 1
Alaara got out here datapad as the last two chimes went off, indicating that all of the bombs had been armed. The Saboteurs in the AT-AT then reported that they were ready to go. The Walkers systems were starting to come online
"May the Force be with us all now... Get us out of here!"
"Roger that!"
The pilots then started firing the AT-AT's main cannons, working to blast a hole through the hull from the inside out, as the Walker started to move forward. Alaara activated the overrides on the charges then, using her datapad to set off the charges, as the AT-AT tried to basically berth itself from the bow of the Star Destroyer
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on May 19, 2017 16:55:20 GMT -8
Group 1
The weapons on the AT-AT tore through the docking barricades with surprising ease. Yawning out in front of them was the massive abyss of the main hangar bay. Despite its size, the AT-AT design could cover ground surprisingly quickly. It was mere moments before the craft was tumbling headfirst out into the pit of open space. Station controller on the bridge of the shipyard ring noticed it immediately, unfortunately, they would not have a chance to react. There was an unholy flash of light.
Group 2
Most of the TIEs had been gathered in clumps from two or three ISDs. The rebels in the second group were near the back right quarter of their clump of nineteen TIEs. As their loop began to double back toward the station, several alarms began wailing in the cockpits. There was an unholy flash of light.
Group 3, Group 4
One of the infiltrators had stood up to access the command panel. No one seemed much interested in him, but the launch panel was still several paces away. At nearly the same time, the Rebels in group four were attempting to launch multiple pods at once, something the system wasn't normally allowed to do. There was an unholy flash of light.
Group 4
The Rebels in group four were attempting to launch multiple pods at once, something the system wasn't normally allowed to do. Fortunately, it was a process that would only take a few moments more. There was an unholy flash of light.
Group 5
The stormtroopers had pulled back to the armored checkpoint station. From there they returned fire through thin ports that would make it nearly impossible for the Rebel's fire to hurt them. It would not take but another minute or so for reinforcements to flank the rebels. There was an unholy flash of light.
Group 6
Priming a grenade, a Novatrooper hurled it deep into the tram. It would kill any Imperials still inside, but it would also likely take out the rebels within. There was an unholy flash of light.
Shuttle Crew
The return fire chewed at the turret, but it also was shielded & the fire had little effect so far. The blast panels on the command room however, were not so lucky. They had been rated for a number of hazardous events, but directed enemy fire had not been one of them. Molten gaps began to appear in the metal & the room beyond was filled with a wrathful aura of plasma. There was an unholy flash of light.
Shipyard Ring
There was an unholy flash of light. Across the giant ring of this substation of the shipyards, six massive explosions ripped out. The blasts were huge, most likely caused by the type of seismic charges used to turn mountains into gravel on planet surfaces. The least effective of the blasts was also probably the most damaging. It happened in one of the tram lines that crossed the center of the station like the spokes of a wheel. The direct damage it did was minimal & mostly vented harmlessly into space. Unfortunately for the station however, the Ring's command area for this dock was located at the hub of the wheel. In a single moment, the entire command staff of the station was wiped out along with most of the computers keeping the station running smoothly. One explosion happen within the ring itself, on one of the spars that served as access areas between the in construction Star Destroyers. The blast ripped outward & shredded to two Star Destroyers on either side of it, though it did little enough damage to the main section of the ring. Of the remaining four explosions all were on Star Destroyers themselves. Three of those were close enough to dangerous system to cause massive secondary explosions that dwarfed the original blasts. The damage was unbelievable & nearly instantaneous.
Nearly a third of the ring simple disintegrated under the combined chain reaction of ship reactors blowing & setting off their neighbors. The next third outward from that was shredded. Most of the crews in those areas died nearly as quickly as the ones in the first third. Either killed by shrapnel or vented into space. The final third, nearly directly opposite the now vanished side, weathered the storm mostly intact. Of the station's crew, nearly three quarters were either dead, mortally wounded, permanently injured or simply missing. Nearly half of the crew would forever remain listed as Missing in Action/presumed dead, as either the blast or space had claimed their bodies completely. Fortunately, the alarm had been sounded before the blast, so a large amount of the crew was already in escape pods waiting to be launched. Unfortunately this meant they were right near the surface of the station, where the damage was heaviest. While most of the pods on the intact side of the launched with only minor injuries to the crew within, only half of the pods in the damaged section managed to safely launch. None of the pods on the lost third managed to reach a safe distance before being consumed in the blast.
The Stormtroopers & Novas fared somewhat better. Due to their suits being rated for short exposure to space & emergency beacons installed in them. The Nova Battalion suffered fewer total losses as their troopers were quartered on the Akatosh, the Lictor-class dungeon ship that served as their mobile base, when not on duty. The battalion of local troopers had been stationed on the Ring itself. In the end, the remains of the two battalions were combined to cover the losses suffered. It was a move the Novas felt insulted by, but could do little to avoid as even with the immediate bolstering, they would still be well below their normal numbers.
Of the twenty six construction slips on the Ring, twenty three had been occupied at the time of the blast. Twelve were lost completely, either vaporized or scattered as fragmentation clouds into space. A five were so heavily damaged they would be immediately decommissioned & hauled to the scrap yards. Five more were so heavily damaged it would take months to simply return them to their previous state. Only four of the massive Star Destroyers were undamaged or lightly damaged enough to be launched with only minor delays to their original schedule.
During the recovery of the escape pods, the Akatosh proved vitally important. While it lacked the resources to off load them all, its quick reaction in gathering the pods into close clusters did much to minimize the lose of life. Mainly as it allowed large & slower ships to be used effectively in off loading large numbers of pods in short time frames. Many of the TIE fighters that had been scrambled by the Ring had survived the blast with minimal damage. In the confusion of getting them reassigned to other craft, there were several reports of TIE fighters jumping to hyperspace. However, with the loss of the Ring & secondary damage to the sensor net in the area, such reports could not be confirmed. While the Akatosh did personally collect an AT-AT walker that was found drifting, it was reported as empty. In the end, there was no conclusive proof on the identities of the terrorists, thought is was widely accepted that it was undertaken as a suicide mission & that all the insurgents had been the first to be claimed by the blast.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 9, 2017 20:08:37 GMT -8
The space over Bilbringi would soon be filled with all kinds of warships as a large detachment of the First Order's armada ventured for the asteroid field that made up the Bilbringi system. On the far edges of the floating rocks, the Teutates Command, personal fleet of the Supreme Commander, Nicademus Delvardus, would exit hyperspace. They were the first arrivals of many to come that would form just one pincer of the invasion plan upon the Core regions of the galaxy. According to the plan, two major invasion fleets would follow the Namadii Corridor from Bilbringi and the Hydian Way from Taris to the more coreward planets, accumulating into the largest invasion since the founding days of the First Order and the Unknown Region's Campaigns.
Presently, the commanding officer of the Teutates Command was Fleet Admiral Arcavius, who had been sent ahead of the Supreme Commander to serve as the focal point to rally the incoming fleets. The Fleet Admiral was aware of his superior's plans and why he wanted to delay his own arrival. If any questions were made, Arcavius would answer them plainly to those who joined. For now, the fleet of fifteen ships would wait for the rest to arrive.
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Krzesimir Viggo
The First Order
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Post by Krzesimir Viggo on Jul 9, 2017 21:52:10 GMT -8
Aurel Pellaeon reviewed the forces under his command as he packed for the coming journey; and was satisfied at last with the progress and skill each crew member had achieved. His fleet was once more one of the most disciplined in the Order's navy; as well as being the best maintained. Perhaps his men and women weren't the most skilled individuals in the navy, but they were the most coordinated and hardest working team. The sudden deepening of the quite around him, was the only indication he had that the ship had exited hyperspace. He might have been on the bridge, if he didn't have other plans. Still, his personnel were really coming together to make a very distinguishing unit. It had only taken a few months of hard training, and some slave hunting on the side, to whip them into proper shape.
Now he was gathering the last of his things, for a short trip to one of the worlds slotted for FO expansion. He wanted to see what they'd be facing with his own eyes, and as one of the first arrivals at the staging point, he'd have some time to make light reconnaissance of a world, maybe two, before everyone arrived. He'd hired extra muscle to see to it his safety and any side jobs that cropped up, to help mask his activities from nosy peers, though he'd recorded a message for the High Admiral or Supreme Chancellor, whomever arrived first, to explain himself and assure him that should he be prepared to launch the expansion before Aurel's return, his second would perform admirably in his stead. Aurel closed his travel sack and donned his cap before leaving his state room and taking the turbo-lift to his private shuttle.
Warlord Command had in fact reverted to real space in formation and almost as one. The precision was getting much better, thanks to the constant practice. Pellaeon was not fond of slaving his ships together, to easy to lose them all at once because of a single mistake. Besides, slaving only worked if everyone started from the same place, and followed the same route. The flagship hailed the waiting fleet, announcing it's state of readiness, and requesting system vectoring to their assigned jump point. As the fleet maneuvered through the system, and it's native hazards, Pellaeon boarded his shuttle, and ordered the pilot to begin their own journey. He'd have gone with the mercenary, but he needed to be in system when his fleet arrived just in case things weren't as they should be. The lack of communication from his second however, assured him that nothing was amiss. Soon the shuttle, Ferrous, was deploying from the hangar and aligning itself for the short journey through hyperspace. With out the rest of his fleet for the first time in ... years now, Aurel Pellaeon began his journey.
Warlord command, a fleet of just eleven ships, was soon in position, where it would wait indefinitely for the order to begin the assault of the core worlds. The crews were ready, and rested, staying busy to maintain their readiness and skill. The officers were confident, but not too arrogant, in there commands, understanding the limits of their equipment and personnel, but willing to push them to that limit to get the job done. Every ship was freshly painted and in pristine condition, as they should be coming fresh from the yards as they were.
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Soku Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Soku Ren on Jul 9, 2017 22:40:19 GMT -8
*Two ships hovered quietly in the void of Bilbringi space, two ships under the command of a single man. Two ships, so named for the ideals their commander stood for, ideals he intended to bring across the galaxy: Law and Order. A Dreadnaught-class heavy cruiser and a Strike-class medium cruiser, respectively. Soku Ren stood upon the bridge of the former, arms folded behind his back, feet shoulder-width apart. He was not a tall man physically, but his composed, commanding presence masked this trait. He demanded order, efficiency, and respect of his subordinates, and he received such in kind.
For they would need to be of one mind during the coming campaign. The First Order was only expanding rapidly, while the Alliance floundered in holding what few worlds it had. They were a nuisance, but a small one. The more worlds the First Order controlled, the stronger their influence and their manpower; the enemy stood no chance.
The Knight of Ren waited patiently for the arrival of the rest of the warships that would join in on this campaign; Derel Ren, the purple Rodian, leaned against the bulkhead, seemingly with less patience. It had come to their attention that Darth Sobrius of Clak'dor VII had chosen to throw in his lot with the First Order; while this pleased Soku, Derel was not as comfortable. Soku could understand his feelings, due to the Rodian's past.*
"Sobrius should have joined us on this great expedition," *Soku commented, eyes on the stars.*
"Better he stay in the west, far away from me," *Derel spat.*
*Without turning, Soku continued,* "He will be a great asset to us. His presence here would also have served as a test for you."
*Derel scowled.* "A test? I'm done with those, or at least ones with his involvement. He holds no control over me."
"And yet I sense that his mere existence controls your own thoughts. You must release those, and know that he is beneath us."
"That may be, but Sith teachings still did a number on my psyche."
*Soku smirked.* "I mean, beneath us on the rung. The Knights of Ren do not answer to him."
*The Rodian scoffed.* "Nor does he answer to us. Doesn't bring me much pleasure."
*Soku sighed, closing his eyes a moment.* "Patience. There may yet be a day you will be able to repay him for all he has done to you, though I hope that day does not come."
"You want him to join us?!"
*The human lowered his head contemplatively.* "That would be fortunate..." *He lifted his head, opening his eyes.* "Or perhaps he will become subservient. The Sith are beneath us, as are the Jedi."
"Won't happen, but keep dreaming."
*Soku sighed and considered the discussion closed for the moment. Derel was eccentric, but capable; the only time he was in such a foul mood was when his old Master was the topic of discussion. Soku needed him to regain his focus and not let the Sith cloud his thoughts, just as Soku did not let the treachery of the Jedi cloud his. There were more important things at stake, including the balance of the galaxy. If that meant removing Jedi and Sith—and it did—then so be it.*
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Harnan Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on Jul 10, 2017 7:56:21 GMT -8
The Resurgeance came forth from hyperspace just near to Soku's ships. All hands were on deck and at their stations as the massive mobile fortress of the Knights of Ren arrived to Bilbringi. Harnan Ren rested upon his throne, clad fully within his armour. Although he usually spent much of his time in public armoured, It was becoming a more regular occurrence. It gave him a reason to keep his helmet on, hiding the yellow corruption invading more and more around the edges of his eyes. With each passing day, the darkness strengthened his hold upon him. A fact he managed to keep hidden from his brothers and sisters for the most part.
He lifted his gaze across to the front of the bridge where Atlantia was strolling back and forth. She was busy watching the assembled forces within orbit that could be seen from the viewport. It was quite the gathering of forces. After the Unknown Regions Expansion, much of the military activity had been spread out across several worlds in smaller raids and skirmishes. But this, this was a true move of military might. Atlantia turned to face her brother then
So, this is what it takes to stir you from your seat, is it?
I suppose... Such an offensive could not go without our presence little sister....
I did not think you one for politics...
Only when the Master commands me too...
So that was it. As much as Harnan hated the Master, he was still bound to serve him. At least for the time being anyway. She knew Harnan had a plan and was close to gathering everything he needed. And so long as he did not allow the darkness a stronger hold, he might achieve it. Harnan became reckless when it took hold and would be his own downfall if he was not careful. He'd sacrificed much to get this far and it would be all for nought if he did not complete his quest
The others should be here soon, and then we can begin...
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jul 10, 2017 20:34:45 GMT -8
There was a ripple in space as a single ship joined the gathering fleets. The Smaug was the Lictor-class dungeon ship that hosted the eight Nova Battalion. It wasn't much by naval standards, but it would bring the wrath of the First Order to any ground forces that made the mistake of standing in the way. The Major of the Battalion, PR-5000 Bain, send the ready signal to Teutates Command. There was little more to do after that, so the ship waited in silence, though the troopers within maintained their training routines.
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