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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 14:25:16 GMT -8
Aboard the Abandoned Hutt Asteroid Station, Hangar bay.
Lord Znalost nodded in agreement then spoke to the smuggler.
"Your terms are acceptable. half of the payment is in those crates. I do look forward to hearing from you."
With that Lord Znalost turned around and walked away, while the astromech handed the smuggler a holo projector with the holo of the planet. Lord Znalost could now get back to his Lab and check in on things. As he had been absent minded the past few months with trying to find this destroyed planet.
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Jack Morgan
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Post by Jack Morgan on Jan 2, 2020 14:31:50 GMT -8
Aboard the Abandoned Hutt Asteroid Station, Hangar bay.
Jack grabbed the holo projector and walked over to the crates and loaded them onto the Renegade. Once the crates were loaded Jack closed the ramp and made his way back to the cockpit. Once there he took his seat and started up the ship's engines. The station's hangar door opened up and within a few brief moments The Renegade was out of the station and back in space. Xodon turned and looked at his captain and asked the question that had been on his mind since the captain had finished the meeting.
I take it that you took the job. Mind telling me what the job is?
"I'll explain it in detail, once we pick up a few more crew members. I have a feeling that we will need them."
Cigar still in his mouth Jack and Xodon plotted a hyperspace course to Zeltros, and within a few moments The Renegade and her crew jumped to hyperspace.
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Aloriya Marev
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Post by Aloriya Marev on Jan 3, 2020 23:43:27 GMT -8
*Aboard the Keldabe Class Battleship Muun'bajir flying through hyperspace*
Aloriya spent the first hour in hyperspace sitting on the command deck still in her Beskar'gam getting briefed on the Muun'bajir and it's armaments and compliments. She knew its capabilities of course, as Alor'aan of the Marev Fleet, she knew the capabilities of all the ships in the fleet. However, since they were on a mission with only the Muun'bajir instead of the whole fleet, and since she had not personally commanded the Keldabe Class, she figured it would be prudent to remind herself of what all this battleship could do.
And what it can't do. Aloriya thought to herself. She had spent three years now serving aboard the Venator Class Star Destroyer Ijaat, Flagship of the Marev Fleet. She had worked her way up the Officer ranks there, until her father had made her his First officer and second in command of the fleet. As such, she was more used to thinking of the strategy of working with the whole fleet. She needed to adjust her thought process to focus down on what they had and reinforcing what she already knew about the Muun'bajiir's capabilities was the best way to do that. She intended to allow Alor'ad Atin, the ship's official Captain to make all the strategic decisions, after all, he knew this ship far better than she did, or likely ever would. He had been in command of this ship since she was 8, and he had been serving on this ship since before she was born.
Once the briefing was done, she headed down to the Officer's quarters that had been prepared for her while the ship was busy re-supplying on mandalore. It was decent enough, and she knew it was better accommodations than that which the enlisted crew members had, but it still felt a little cramped after having gotten used to her cabin aboard the Ijaat. One of the Mandalorian Battle Legionnaire droids was standing inside the door when she entered.
Good Evening Alor'aan Marev.
Good Evening BL-93. Do you prefer that designation, or do you have a name that you prefer more?
This unit is designated BL-93 and has no other designation, preferred or otherwise Alor'aan Marev.
I suppose you're a bit young to have picked up another designation already. Let me know if there comes a time when you would prefer I call you something else ok?
Yes Alor'aan Marev.
You may call me Aloriya in private, or in front of my immediate family BL-93. Only use Alor'aan in public or during a time which is an official setting.
I understand Miss Aloriya.
Aloriya almost laughed. It would probably take a while for BL-93 to develop its own personality. The droid had only been activated less than 24 hours ago.
I have a holodisk here. It contains realtime translation software for Shriiwook. I am going to install this in my buy'ce, if you do not already have this software, or one similar to it, I would like for you to install it. That way, when we get to Kashyyk you will be able to speak to and understand the Wookies. In addition to that, I have the encrypted access codes to the Marev buy'ce to buy'ce comm system. I want you to store that as well so that you can hear us when we are not speaking outside the helmets, and so that you can respond or report to us without having to externally vocalize.
Yes, Miss Aloriya. Would you like to copy the software before or after you install it in your Buy'ce?
Before please BL-93. I would like to test it before we make landfall. Speaking to you and having you speak to me in Shriiwook will not be the same as speaking to the wookies, but its better than nothing.
Aloriya handed the holodisk to BL-93. The droid inserted it into a well disguised port in its head and stood still for about a minute, then the disk ejected and BL-93 handed it back to Aloriya who sat down at the cabin's desk and began to install the software package into her helmet, filing it in the folder of languages that she had already installed previously which would allow her to talk with a half-dozen species whose languages she had not learned. Once she had installed the software, she donned her buy'ce and tested the software with BL-93. After satisfying herself that the software would work, at least against the software itself, she removed her helmet again and placed it on the shelf next to the bed. Then she went to the Cabin comm panel and paged the Bridge.
Alor'ad Atin? This is Alor'aan Aloriya.
Elek Alor'aan. What can i do for you?
I need clan colors paint brought to my quarters please. I would like to paint the BL before we arrive at Kashyyk.
Right away Alor'aan.
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Post by Darth Herboren on Jan 13, 2020 20:33:43 GMT -8
Upon hearing the praise of his master for the received training, Xar stood taller, a faint smirk coming across his face. However, all that could accounted to him was his work in becoming skilled in what he was taught. If not for Gavin and his approach, he would not be where he was now. A fact he needed to keep in mind. But it was his drive and desire to learn that gave him the ability to make use of that training. It was also his own desire that led him on his current path in acquiring knowledge, something that pleased the Sith Lord.
Then came the question of analyzing the enemy fleet and figuring out a weakness. It did, indeed, fall into his particular preference of understanding. To possess the knowledge and information to break an enemy at its weakest point was key to any strategy and maintaining supremacy. Stepping up, Xar looked out at the fleet and their formation. Large scale fleet battles wasn’t something he had yet to start delving in, focusing his attention on what he knew he’d most likely face. As a student and now an apprentice, he hadn’t expected him to be in any kind of position to lead due to his lack of experience. So despite his ability to quickly learn and adapt, there was little he could truly grasp from what he saw.
Still, he would make an attempt to do so. He knew nothing of the ships they faced and their power. Yet, he saw only four. For such a high priority target, one would think they’d have a bigger fleet protecting it.
"For something that would be considered a high priority target, they seem to lack the defenses to properly protect it. Their defensive perimeter also allows to get closer and spreads them out instead of working to concentrate their fire on us. As such, we should be able to focus our attention on one or two ships and take them out quicker before the others can get close enough to truly aid the others." Dromund Kalakar A small smirk crossed his lips, as his apprentice explained the weakness in the enemy's formation. He was impressed with the young Falleen's ability to read the situation on the fly."Indeed. You are correct, apprentice."Turning to Rear Admiral Lee, Venom issued his orders."Admiral, have the battlegroup press on the enemy's left flank. Focus fire on their ships and only their ships. Our fighters will deal with anything that comes our way."Turning to his apprentice once more, the Zabrak grinned malevolently."You can sense it, yes? A powerful Force User is on the station, commanding its defenses. Admiral, ready a shuttle and escort. My apprentice and I are leaving for the shipyards. Come, apprentice. Let us see how well you learned your lessons from the Academy..."Motioning for his apprentice to follow, Venom turned on his heel and strode towards the bridge as Rear Admiral Lee carried out his orders.Dromund Kalakar Shipyards Smashing his fist into the console before him, Darth Zavist snarled in anger. Zavist, the fifth apprentice to Millennial Reborn and the embodiment of Envy, knew they were outmatched here. But he wasn't about to surrender the shipyards to these invaders. His master had given explicit order to ensure the enemy did not take them."Take the troops the the airlocks and prepare to repel boarders. Have the fleets target the boarding craft in an attempt to slow them."As his orders were carried out, Zavist returned his eyes to the holo-map showing the fleets orbiting the station, thinking on his next move...
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Darth Wraak
Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Darth Wraak on Jan 14, 2020 19:39:53 GMT -8
The fighting intensified the closer the fighters and shuttles got to Dromund Kalakar's Shipyards. But most of the resistance was coming from the station itself, as the rest of the enemy's fleet was tied up with the Blackguard's fleet. Standing in the trooper bay of an Imperial Assault Shuttle, Venom turned to his Falleen apprentice."Are you prepared, Xar? To do what must be done? Do not hesitate! Show no mercy! Gain the knowledge you seek by taking it from the less deserving. These...cultists...are weak. Pathetic. Undeserving of the information they have been given."A malevolent grin split the Zabrak's tattooed face. With his defeat over Falleen, his ironic choice of apprentice and the subsequent launch to the Sith Worlds Campaign, Venom was itching for a good fight. And while these heretics were unworthy of their gifts, they would give him a good fight. Or at least he was hoping they would...
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Post by Spectres of Midnight on Jan 15, 2020 2:45:05 GMT -8
Xar stood there beside his, his appearance calm ans collect while the hint of a faint, devious smile resided upon his face.
"Of course, master. I am ready and await the chance to obtain greater knowledge, especially from those less deserving." Though calm and focused, an eagerness could be felt resonating within the Falleen.
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Post by Cique Claybourne on Jan 16, 2020 10:26:18 GMT -8
a ship floats here, in empty space, with the words 'Honorable Judgement' emblazoned on the sides, movement within proves that it is in use.
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Post by Cique Claybourne on Jan 16, 2020 17:03:27 GMT -8
Cique turns on the bounty board and sees a listing for Kashyyk and he plots a course and hits hyperspace
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Post by Darth Herboren on Jan 21, 2020 0:53:40 GMT -8
Dromund Kalakar Shipyards The four Supremacy-Class Attack Ships had managed to hold out for an impressive amount of time, however, they were overcome eventually by the tenacity of the three ships that had arrived. As the Vindicator-Class Heavy Cruiser and the Kressh-Class Battle Cruiser continued to mop up the remains of the Dark Force fleet stationed at Dromund Kalakar, Zavist had grown jealous of his foe's prowess in space. And that jealousy made him angry. He was being defeated by an unknown foe, who had arrived here with less ships than the ones under his command, and now they were in the process of boarding the station. Envious of his foe's tenacity, all he could do was reinforce all positions between him and the airlocks where the enemy would soon be pouring onto the station. Hopefully his men could thin down the resistance a bit, before he joined the fray...
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jan 21, 2020 1:06:20 GMT -8
===Khar Delba Orbit: Type II Oribital Repair Yard=== The little amount of defenses present within the repair yard made take over an easy enough task. With each group that landed within the hangars, the troops spread through the structure like wildfire, clearing everything out until all attempt at defense was eliminated. Once that had been handled, teams worked on getting the systems back online fully and communications back up so that could be available to the Blackguard as soon as possible if needed.
===Khar Delba Surface=== As Koszreic fired ion shots down upon the citadel, Satele kept them informed as to the situation with its systems. As the call came that their communication and sensor systems had been rendered useless for the time being, she issued her orders towards her own forces.
::All ground forces, begin landing and making your way into the citadel. Emininate all enemy forces without mercy. Fighter squadrons, provide cover fire and take down any forces you can as the ground teams get ready. Show these heretics why they should fear the Blackguard.:: It wasn't long before the screams of starfighters could be heard, unleashing blaster fire over the ground, even where there were no enemies. It was a sign to intimidate, that they would show no mercy, not even allow time for their forces to prepare. Luxeria, herself, brought her ship around, unleashing salvos of laser fire at the area around the temple, though far enough away that her shots would destroy the building. If it could be used for the Blackguard, it would remain intact.===Khar Delba Surface=== Bit by bit, the starfighters worked at the outer defenses as the troops moved in to take the citadel. A few pilots came down against the laser fire from defense turrets, though made attempts at suicide runs before bailing to further the damage they could cause. It was an expected trade-off, losing ships in the assault. No matter the skill, avoiding salvos of hot plasma from multiple directions always had the chance to take down someone.
Before long, no more fire came from the ground as all the defenses were destroyed. With that out of the way, the starfighters pulled back to provide support where requested and patrol the skies in case anything decided to show up to aid the heretics. Landing, Luxeria departed the Dark Illumination ahead of the troops. As they reached the citadel, they were met by a dozen creatures augmented by the Sith. Six War Behemoths and six Sith Warbirds appeared from the citadel along with some troops in an attempt to make a final stand in keeping them out. Giving the order to attack, gunners unleashed a barrage of laser fire into the amassing enemy as the Sith Knights and Mauraders selected to be part of Luxeria's troops worked at the creatures. Assaults of Force Lightning and Telekinetic attacks from the few hundred Force-sensitives overwhelmed the twelve creatures in quick succession.
Luxeria led her apprentice through the troops, using the Force to create defensive barriers for herself as she moved forward, using similar tactics she did on Felucia years before, throwing her lightsaber to spin in a disc to take out multiple enemies in every pass. Upon reaching the enemy troops, she began hacking away, using the Force to crush, throw, and electrocute anyone around her, displaying the full extent of her ever-growing abilities. There was no time to waste in a prolonged battle so she made the choice of risking herself in a full-frontal assault. And it worked as she tarted breaking lines to let her own troops move forward.
In time, the outer defenses fell as they moved inward, hacking through any remaining enemies. Having the troops divide up into teams with many more standing watch outside, they went from room to room, making scans and eliminating any in their way. A few hours of fighting and the citadel fell from the control of the heretics, becoming a new base for the Blackguard if Viox so wished for it. Pulling back, she assigned teams from every ship to stay behind and stand guard over their prize as she ordered everyone to return to their ships.
Boarding her own, it wasn't long before they were in the air and joining back up with the Kyana Inamorata. By the time they got to the bridge, Luxeria received word that all transports had been loaded and were making their final docking procedures on the other ships. All that was left now, was waiting for the word to jump to their next location. The holographic image of the Sith'ari would appear on the Kyana Inamorata's bridge. Wavering, then re-solidifying, the Sith'ari would speak in his usual hushed tone.Your handling of the situation on Khar Delba is most impressive. You have done well, Lady Luxeria. Dromund Kaas also feels the might of our forces, as does the Dromund Kalakar Shipyards and Bosthirda. We are advancing along all fronts. Ensure Khar Delba will remain secure, then proceed with your next objective. It's time to spring the trap...A sinister grin, one rarely seen by those under his employ, could be seen quite clearly, on the Zabrak's tattooed face.
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Post by Prophet C'thyl on Jan 22, 2020 4:43:20 GMT -8
With the annexation of Abraxin by the means of the Quarren Dominion, sightings of peculiar fleets would spread across the eastern Outer Rim into Hutt space. Mon Calamari fleets, lead by ships larger than an Imperial Star Destroyer would roam the systems leading up to the planet Tund, an old world of ancient sorcerers. Rumors even say that the foreigners have send down their own shuttles and drones to examine the surface of the planet, as the strangers had interest within the desolated planet. The inhabited planets within the surrounding systems have sworn their allegiance towards those alien invaders already, given that just the sight of the colossal Recusant vessel was enough to not question the authority of those fleets. The ambition behind these movements is unclear other than the Quarren expanding slowly but steady their territory.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 25, 2020 11:07:05 GMT -8
The holographic image of the Sith'ari would appear on the Kyana Inamorata's bridge. Wavering, then re-solidifying, the Sith'ari would speak in his usual hushed tone.Your handling of the situation on Khar Delba is most impressive. You have done well, Lady Luxeria. Dromund Kaas also feels the might of our forces, as does the Dromund Kalakar Shipyards and Bosthirda. We are advancing along all fronts. Ensure Khar Delba will remain secure, then proceed with your next objective. It's time to spring the trap...A sinister grin, one rarely seen by those under his employ, could be seen quite clearly, on the Zabrak's tattooed face. Luxeria watched as the holographic image of the Sith'ari appeared. She had been standing by for a little while as she waited for word to proceed to her next task. She was a bit surprised at how quickly things had progressed, not feeling her own battles had taken very long. With Dromund Kaas being the primary target, she imaged it was far more heavily guarded and would put up a far greater fight. Either that failed to be the case or Viox had followed through with a strategy that effectively crippled the enemy and made them easy targets. No matter the case, it was done and her next step was to begin. Still, something in the back of her mind felt that something was off. These were Sith they were dealing with and while gaining power and dominating those around them was the norm for them, they were also devious and ever scheming. She couldn't deny that in the end, they were actually be led into a trap. Something she would have to remain ever vigilant in detecting.
"Understood. We will begin our assault immediately." With the confirmation, the image cut out as she nodded to the comm officer who opened a channel to her ships. The time has come to proceed to our next objective and close the trap on the retreating forces of the enemy on their way to Jaguada. We will be jumping shortly so prep the coordinates for lightspeed. Lieutenant-Commander Aeyihtili and Commander Spencer Kirkfla, the Midnight Reverberation and Twilight Resonance are to stay behind and keep this place secure. With everything going on, all forces should be heading for Jaguada or engaged over the other worlds so there shouldn't be a problem. In the off chance an assault team arrives to take back the planet and are more than you can handle, send word. Otherwise, situate yourselves behind the planet's moon and keep alert. All others, prepare your shields and weapons. We will most certainly be jumping into combat and I want to utilize every advantage we have. The moment we arrive, begin firing on all ships. We will not have to worry about friendly fire so give them all hell. Prepare to jump in three, two, one, now.
The fleet jumped to hyperspace the moment Luxeria gave the order, leaving the two Kressh-class Battlecruisers behind. Upon arrival, sensors picked up five ships in orbit over Jaguada. Two Harrowers and three Keizar-Volvec Bulk Cruisers. Wasting no time, the fleet began firing on the ships, seeking to remove them as fast as possible. There was no telling what other ships would be arriving and the fewer ships they had to face, the better. Pilots were still in their fighters and prepped for launch before departing allowing them a quick departure to make their assault on the enemy before any fighters could scramble if they were still in the hangars or assault them if they were already patrolling the area.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2020 10:25:27 GMT -8
Aboard the Graceful Savior.Location: Unknown Days after the Fall of the Galactic Alliance. Captain Mark Chandler stood on the bridge of the Graceful Savior, an Acclamator-Class Assault Ship. It was days since the battle of Mon Cal and the fall of the Alliance, Mark and his XO were unsure of where they should go and what to do now that the Alliance was no more. Captain, what is our heading?"I'm not sure Lieutenant. We do have enough supplies to last out here for a few months. I know that isn't what you wanted to hear from me, but until we have more details regarding the result of the battle, it is our best option at the moment."I understand that sir, but setting here is not exactly what the crew needs at the moment. They.... We need a win sir."Alright then, scan the holonet for news on the battle and scan for any incoming distress signals." With their orders the bridge crew started to scan the holonet for any news on the battle, whether or not there were any more survivors and they scanned for any incoming distress signals. Lieutenant Adam Slattery walked over to a terminal and started to search as well, Mark continued to stand and stare off into space. Aboard the Graceful Savior.Location: UnknownMark Chandler stood in the War Room with Adam Slattery a Lieutenant and the executive officer of the Graceful Savior. They had received word that their homeworld of Onderon was in trouble and need help. This could be the win, that they needed to lift the spirits of the crew. So they spent hours going over a plan of attack, a way to help the people of Onderon without too much bloodshed. Mark knew better to hope for no bloodshed as his time within the Galactic Alliance taught him. Mark walked over to Adam and spoke with determination. "Lieutenant, have the bridge crew plot a course to Onderon. We're going home."Aye Aye, sir.With that the Lieutenant walked out of the war room and back on to the bridge to issue their new orders. Mark stayed in the war room for a brief moment then head to the bridge as well. Once he got there, the crew had just finished entering in the coordinates for Onderon. Mark nodded to the crew of the bridge as the ship entered hyperspace.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Feb 2, 2020 13:18:13 GMT -8
Nfolgai - Blackguard Staging Area.Lingering several hundred kilometers away from any major hyperspace route, the Sith'ari's personal fleet hung, poised to strike upon the heretical Sith that had claimed the Sith Worlds. With Khar Delba pacified, and Dromund Kaas well underway to being secured, the remnants of the heretic forces over Bosthirdar, Jaguada and Dromund Kalakar were either being routed or engaged as they retreated. Sitting on the bridge of the Resurrection, the Sith'ari was lost in thought. Visions of his apprentice, mortally wounded and in grave danger flashed through his mind. Vasari was in trouble. Normally, he wouldn't be so concerned, but he did develop a bond with the young Zabrak. He might have actually cared for her too, though there would never be an admission of that. All he knew is, she was wounded and dying. And if he was interpreting the visions correctly, he could smell musty books and feel a the tantalizing draw of forbidden knowledge. Knowing his apprentice, she would have retreated somewhere familiar. Somewhere she considered to be safe. While that didn't narrow down the options, the musty scent of the Archives in the Sith Academy on Iridonia was unmistakable. Though even there, she would be difficult to locate. Having spent lots of her younger academy years scouring the library and archives for hidden troves and secrets, Vasari had several preferred nooks she liked to hide away in. No matter, he would find her. He needed to find her. Rising from his seat, he called to his XO."Commodore, I must...leave for a time. Continue to monitor the situation and inform me if anything changes. We will strike once the retreating forces regroup here."Without waiting for a response, the Sith'ari left the bridge, arriving in the hangar bay several minutes later. Climbing aboard his Infiltrator, his destination was clear. He needed to return to Iridonia's Sith Academy. To the Library and Archives...
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Post by Maximus Titus [RETIRED] on Mar 21, 2020 19:31:42 GMT -8
[ Princess Lyrica Starlight | Bridge | Main Deck | AFV Whisper ] Attn: Maximus Titus [RETIRED]
Lyrica inclined her head with a smile, then nodded to the admiral, and tightly gripped a gilded gold railing with a somewhat eager look on her face. Similarly, most of the Aldar crew gripped onto consoles or railings and handholds as the Whisper and its escorts entered the hyperspace lane, and without further delay, made the jump.
Whilst the Admiral appeared accustomed to it and managed to keep her balance without holding onto anything, everyone neglected to inform their reptilian guests of the rather novel experience of jumping in a Aldar ship, which would be why everyone held onto something in lieu of a somewhat weaker acceleration dampener. Also, the Aldar were yelping with exhilaration at the jump.
It never got old for them.
Escort fleet complement:
Without so much as a word of warning from the crew, the ship lurched into Hyperspace. Titus, Quintus, and the Gladiators felt a very nauseating shift, like being on a rollercoaster just as it summits a section of railing and then takes a sudden drop. They stumbled a few feet before managing to catch themselves on the nearest railings or console to support themselves. There was a general groan of disgruntlement as the group got their feet back beneath themselves as the AFV Whisper made the short trip through hyperspace across the Serenno System.
Titus managed to straighten up, with an iron grip upon the railing beside Lyrica, when the ship dropped out of hyperspace a few moments later. Revealing the edge of the system and a large spherical ship floating in the void just where the files indicated it should exist. The Separatist Supply Ship hung there, waiting for them. All they had to do was get control of the ship and claim it for the Jedi Lords. A task that Titus hoped would not be overly difficultThere it is... Let us pray the Force remains kind to us and nothing onboard activates...
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Lyrica Starlight
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Post by Lyrica Starlight on Mar 23, 2020 15:28:57 GMT -8
[ Princess Lyrica Starlight | Bridge | Main Deck | AFV Whisper ] Attn: Maximus Titus [RETIRED] “Ah, forgive us, honoured ones!” exclaimed Lyrica when she noted the situation with the large reptilian beings, “Our vessels self-containment and gravitational compensators need...work.”“That's one way to describe it...” muttered the admiral, and she shot the Chistori what might have been an apologetic look as she then subtly gestured with her eyes and head to the front of the bridge, where a small crowd of the Aldar bridge crew were now excitedly clamouring and admiring the ship that was their intended destination.“Back to your stations!” barked Andie, “Helm, about turn and veer to starboard, I want a sector sensor sweep. Comms, open a channel to the fleet. Attention fleet, we are beginning approach of the supply ship. Standard cross-pattern formation escort, keep sensors tracking. Deploy sensor drones and fighter escorts. The princess and our guests will be entering the ship, and I want a full report of any signature, active or otherwise.”The Aldar were swift and efficient, if still somewhat excitable and talkative. The young-looking admiral seemed used to this behaviour, and was supremely confident that her instructions were being obeyed. Moments later, this confidence was vindicated as the fleet moved into position and the fighters and drones were deployed almost instantly, and the Whisper began its cautious approach.“Thank you, admiral,” said Lyrica, and she smiled, then glanced up at Maximus, “if something aboard activates, it certainly says a lot about their durability and longevity. I wonder what we might do with such technology.”The princess certainly sounded eager and enthusiastic. If only she didn't look ready to collapse on the spot from exhaustion. But her glow was still healthy and strong, and she wore a travel dress with a divided skirt and leggings underneath. Her blades were resting against her hip, or her back, and the lightsaber was horizontally strapped against the belt behind her. Escort fleet complement:
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Post by Maximus Titus [RETIRED] on Apr 2, 2020 18:51:30 GMT -8
Titus politely shook his head and waved off her apology. His own feelings toward Lyrica's explanation that the systems needed work were echoed more loudly by Admiral Brightlance No need to apologise, just some momentary discomfort... It took a moment longer for Titus and the other members of his group to center themselves and stand up straight. His gaze ever watchful as the group that had gathered at the forward viewport dispersed back to their stations. Despite the youthful appearance of the Aldar, they certainly seemed capable of acting and performing up to and beyond expectations. He turned from the viewport and lowered his gaze to meet Lyrica's smile. A part of him still wanted to insist that she remained behind aboard the Whisper given her current condition. But he also knew she would deny such a request and only insist harder on joining for the mission Droids might have appeared cheap, but they were certainly built to last. I just hope what ever is onboard remains offline so we can reprogram them. It will be significantly harder to do that if they are in multiple pieces... Only one way to be sure though, and that's going over and having a look ourselves... He took a step back and to the side, motioning for Lyrica to lead the way through her own ship After you...
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Lyrica Starlight
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Post by Lyrica Starlight on Apr 3, 2020 2:42:38 GMT -8
[ Princess Lyrica Starlight | Bridge | Main Deck | AFV Whisper ] Attn: Maximus Titus [RETIRED] “All ships, stand by, the princess and her guests are disembarking,” said the admiral as she took Lyrica's position at the center of the bridge, “All escorts and advance forces, proceed to the primary airlock, begin primary sweep of the boarding area.”Lyrica smiled at the Chistori, then marched ahead of him, leading the reptilian beings through the gilded, luxurious corridors of the ship. Indeed, the Aldar seemingly favoured an opulent or grandiose look to their vessels and garb. Even the armour of the knights was resplendent with gold and chrome silver, which added to their natural glow. It would be hard to hide them in a dark room. more and more knights, Padawans and Younglings began to join the escort group, some preceding the entourage, most of those being knights and masters, whilst the Padawans and Younglings followed behind the group, most of them glancing up at the reptilian forces with naked curiosity, wonder and even awe, though they largely held their tongues, possibly due to a sharp instruction earlier by the Admiral.
At the airlock, the Chistori and his forces were greeted by the sight of what would likely be the exceptions to the norm of the Aldar. Four grim looking, battle-scarred knights in heavy black-and-gold armour with the visors of their helmets lifted, stood shoulder-to-shoulder on either side of the main airlock, the door sealed. They snapped their heels to attention when the princess and her group arrived. The door abruptly opened, and everyone could see more of the black-armoured knights, already on board the Separatist vessel. Despite the cumbersome appearance of their armour, they all moved as silently as ghosts, and standing before the door, facing them, was an even more scarred and battle-worn man without a helmet, so his past injuries could be more easily seen.
His right eye was completely white, with a hideous scar running from the top of his brow down to his chin, and the left temple to the ear and neck was red an raw from what must have been a severe burn, his hair was a shocking white, and he looked as if he were made of stone. He stepped through the airlock and clasped a fist over his heart, “Your highness,” said the man as he bowed his head in honour and greeting, “The Ebon Guard have secured the boarding chamber, and have begun preliminary scouting and sweeps. Thus far, there is no evident threat.”“Thank you, Battle Lord Rell,” said Lyrica, who looked even more diminutive, sandwiched between the stony Rell and Maximus behind her, “I wish to enter, and see this ship for myself, with my guests.”“This way.” said Rell as he about turned and returned to the Separatist ship. On board, the Ebon Guard that remained in the immediate room, had cleared away debris using the Force or just manually moving things by hand. There were bodies of battle droids littering the ground. Most of them appeared intact but their power supplies greatly depleted. For good measure, the Aldar were removing the power packs and piling them up in a corner, then placing the droid bodies in another. Escort fleet complement:
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Post by Maximus Titus [RETIRED] on Apr 3, 2020 23:56:33 GMT -8
Titus gave what amounted to a reptilian smile before he fell in step beside the Princess while his group kept close behind. Their bulky frames meant that the Gladiators all dwarfed the Aldar in size and mass. As such, they did not pay too much heed to the looks and stares they were receiving from the padawans and younglings that were bringing up the rear escort. No doubt they were the largest beings any of the Aldar had ever seen. In fact, most of them were bulkier than many of their own people. So this fascination with them was nothing new for any of the quartet of warriors.
Indeed, when they arrived to the airlock some time later, it was something of a surprise to see such aesthetically different warriors within the Aldar. There was still much and more he could and would learn about them as time went on. He remained silent for the time being, letting the conversation between this Battle Lord Rell of the Ebon Guard and the Princess play out Let us hope it remains that way and there are no hidden traps... As they passed through the airlock, the Gladiators spread out ahead of the group, with Tetraides pulling his shield in close and leveling his cannon toward the hallway leading deeper into the vessel. Quintus moved over to examine the Ebon Guard's work, checking the power packs and the serial numbers on the droids in case it became relevant later. Titus, meanwhile, had his mind on other more pressing matters as he surveyed the scene. Thankful that so far the droids appeared to be out of commission We should focus on securing the reactors and the bridge. The sooner we can get access to the droid control systems, the sooner we can make sure they are shut down and avoid any disastrous traps...
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Darth Wraak
Blackguard Imperium
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Affiliation: Blackguard Imperium/Clan Starkiller
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Post by Darth Wraak on Apr 16, 2020 17:08:46 GMT -8
Dromund Kalakar Shipyards The four Supremacy-Class Attack Ships had managed to hold out for an impressive amount of time, however, they were overcome eventually by the tenacity of the three ships that had arrived. As the Vindicator-Class Heavy Cruiser and the Kressh-Class Battle Cruiser continued to mop up the remains of the Dark Force fleet stationed at Dromund Kalakar, Zavist had grown jealous of his foe's prowess in space. And that jealousy made him angry. He was being defeated by an unknown foe, who had arrived here with less ships than the ones under his command, and now they were in the process of boarding the station. Envious of his foe's tenacity, all he could do was reinforce all positions between him and the airlocks where the enemy would soon be pouring onto the station. Hopefully his men could thin down the resistance a bit, before he joined the fray...
Dromund Kalakar Shipyards - Station Airlock. Docking with the airlock of the Shipyard station, Venom grinned as the hatch opened, allowing the Blackguard troopers to spill into the interior of the station. As blaster shots rang out, Venom look to Xar."I sense that our foe is devious. And envious of our prowess. Keep that in mind as we move to face him...and exploit it if possible..."Drawing his saber hilt, but not igniting the blade, Venom stepped through the hatch into the station...
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