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Post by Shaman Anaxilea on Mar 3, 2013 8:50:15 GMT -8
Ilum was an ice planet in the Unknown Regions.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2013 1:59:49 GMT -8
The GCBASS, The Rebecca's Whip, The Chiss Combat Cruiser and the 2 Chiss Assault Cruisers sat in orbit of Ilum, maintaining a protective formation over the Imperial Base planetside. This was where Rebecca had chosen to step down to, following the debacle that was CA politics.
She was going to retrieve the chip from Zion and then she could take a nice long break from dealing with politics and the outside galaxy. She had done her part in the affairs of the universe, now she would sit back and watch as it moved on of it's own accord
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2013 17:18:15 GMT -8
*Blasting forth from Hyperspace, the battered remains of the Curich-class shuttle Outsider drifted in towards Ilum. On the bridge, Krakon and Drakon desperately tried to get shuttle to slow it's course while Falkin managed to get enough juice to the sensors array to attempt to scan the system for nearby vessels. In the comms station Shwan worked as quickly as he could to get the communications unit power and Raven worked in the back of the ship to get the engines functioning properly. In one of the cabins, Merlin sat by the unconscious form of Corolon, whose life preserver suit had been severely damaged in their escape from Csilla.*
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2013 19:15:37 GMT -8
Rebecca suddenly stirred from her seat on the bridge of the aptly named Rebecca's Whip as the sensors picked up the Outsider as it came forth from hyperspace, looking like it had seen far better days. She couldn't help but wonder what had happened to it, to put it in such a sad condition, but she was not allowed much time to ponder the thought
"Ma'am, sensor trajectory has the Outsider tipped to hit Ilum's atmosphere 5 degrees entry angle. The ship will be ripped apart!" Sensor Crew Member #1
"Right, all hands to stations, Captain bring us about and get the tractor beams aimed at the Outsider and pull her in. Comms Officer, open a line with the shuttle, standard encryption" Rebecca
The Captain nodded as he begun to give orders before the Ac'siel II class Star Destroyer made a turn and the tractor beam operators began aiming at the incoming shuttle. The comms officer then nodded to Rebecca signalling the channel was open and ready for her to talk
Curich-class shuttle Outsider, this is Rebecca Elios. My sensor team advises that your trajectory is off by 5 degrees for entry, tractor beams are on stand by to pull you in, please advise if you are able to correct this. You have 3 minutes to reply, after which point we will activate tractor beams Rebecca
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2013 20:30:12 GMT -8
*Falkin grinned as his scanners picked up the transmission signal from the Rebecca's Whip. Calling over to Krakon, he said.*
"I'm picking up a signal, Lieutenant!"
"Patch them through if you can."
"Thank powers that be..."
*Activating the ship wide comms, that were surprisingly functional with everything else being basically not, Krakon said.*
"Shwan! How's the Comm system looking?"
:: Almost got it functional Lieutenant, just need to get a little bit more... :: *A sharp spark and a yelp from Shwan can be heard over the system.* :: Got it! Call away. ::
"Excellent!" *Looking to Drakon in the co-pilot's seat, he said.* "Get in contact with Aristo...Madam Rebecca while I check up on Raven.
"Aye, Lieutenant." *As Krakon left the cockpit, Drakon activated the comm system to the Rebecca's Whip.* :: Rebecca's Whip, this is Sergeant Drakon of...well, whats left of the Ministry of Defense. We have been forced to flee from Ascendancy space and are suffering major damage in almost every system. Frankly I'm surprised we made it through Hyperspace. We have lost control to the helm and our engines, so if you can snag us before that three minute mark we would be ever so grateful. ::
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2013 23:15:12 GMT -8
Copy That, tractor beams activating... now Rebecca
Rebecca nodded to the captain who then confirmed the order to the tractor beam operators who confirmed the lock on the Outsider before putting the tractors to full pull, doing their best to track the ship's original trajectory to slow the ship down first before pulling it in, to avoid tearing it apart as they would have if they'd pulled it right out of it's original flight path.
Rebecca made her way off the bridge with 12 Dísz?rség escorting her as she made her way through the ship and into the hangar bay as the tractor beams brought the Outsider in through the shield and set it down. Mechanics moved in first to break open entrance doors and negin monitoring the ship's condition as they started to shut down and drain anything that might cause an explosion, before a med team moved in to assist the crew in getting off the ship and escorting the wounded and critical condition patients to the med bay.
Rebecca nodded in greeting as the former crew members of the Outsider disembarked and were either moved to the med bay or assembled before her in the hangar bay, after all she needed to find out what had happened before giving them all rooms to sleep in and assure them everything would be alright
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on May 28, 2013 1:21:04 GMT -8
*Ilum. It had been a while since he'd been here. More than three and a half years, actually, and then, he was only there to retrieve Morgan, who'd ended up there through... inexplicable means. Fortunately, now, he was here on a much simpler, more benevolent mission: To take his son Jake to the Crystal Caves, and allow him to find his own crystal for his own lightsaber. He still only had a training saber, and Aerandir figured he was a responsible enough child that he deserved to have his own lightsaber. Morgan had one for a few years now, after all, so why shouldn't her brother?
The Horizon-class star yacht appeared above Ilum. Aerandir made contact with control and revealed his credentials as a member of the Jedi High Council, which granted him clearance to the world below. After all, that was part of an agreement made between the Chiss and the Jedi not too long ago. Aerandir was grateful for that alliance; once upon a time, Ilum was a closed territory, controlled by... unsavory folk, but now, the Jedi had access to their crystals once more.
The ship descended into the atmosphere, heading toward the Crystal Caves...*
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2013 11:36:11 GMT -8
*Krakon slowly made his way through the pitch dark of the ship, having had all the non-essential systems shut down, and made his way towards the captain's cabin. Reaching the cabin door, he manually pried it open to find Merlin sitting over an unconscious Corolon. With a majority of his life preserving armor blown away from an Ion blast while making external repairs to the ship, Krakon was relieved to see that his condition had stabilized, despite the frost bite covering the areas where his armor had been destroyed and the armor shrapnel that had been embedded in his skin.*
*Making eye contact with Merlin, he gave the man a smile and a nod of approval before pulling the door shut and rushing back to the bridge. Reaching the bridge, he found Shwan at his post left of the pilots chair, Drakon underneath the control panel rewiring it to hopefully bring control back to it, and Falkin putting together a damage report to transmit to the Rebecca's Whip. kneeling down over the hatch in front of the door that lead to the bridge, Krakon manually lifted it and dropped down into the systems compartment in to find Raven underneath a control board at the far end of the engines compartment, cursing to herself in her struggle.*
*Walking over to her, Krakon tapped the side of her foot, startling her and causing a loud bang and a long string of curses as she slid out from underneath the board, palm pressed to her forehead.*
"Don't startle me like that, Lieutenant!"
"Hows the situation down here?"
*Raven let out a frustrated sigh and dropped her hand from her forehead to her side.* "Not good. The engines are basically running at full power of their own accord and no matter what I do, I can't seem to divert them, shut them down, or anything of the sort. And if I can't get these things to stop, once the Whip's tractor beams release us into the hanger bay, we are just going to keep on going into the wall...at several thousand kilometers per hour..."
*Krakon let out a sigh of frustration of his own and asked.* "There anything we can do?"
"Maybe. If I can cut the engine's power supply off from the power core, without disrupting the core itself, we should be fine."
"Can you do that?"
*A worried look came to Raven's face.* "Why do you think I didn't start with that Lieutenant? I'm a marksmen, not an engineer."
*Setting a hand on Raven's shoulder, Krakon looked into her eyes and gave her a confident grin.* "I fully trust in your judgement, Raven."
*A look of surprise came over her face. The Lieutenant had never called any of them just by their names before. Clearing her throat and nodding, she grabbed a hydrospanner and began to head off towards the power core as Krakon made his way back up the ladder to the bridge.*
*Stepping back onto the bridge, Krakon was surprised to find that the Whip now took up a majority of the viewport. Setting a hand on Falkin's shoulder just as he finished transmitting the damage report to the Whip's bridge crew, Krakon said.*
"Go help Raven with the power core, we gotta work fast."
*Getting a nod of agreement from Falkin, he rushed down the hatch as Krakon took his seat in the pilots chair. A moment later, Drakon's head popped up from underneath the control board and he angrily threw his tool at the board.*
"Still not getting anything in the way of a response from this hunk-a-junk. I may be able to fix it, if we had more time...and if we hadn't jettisoned all our spare parts to distract those missiles before we jumped to hyperspace."
*Krakon simply nodded and leaned back in his seat. Now, he could see the hanger as a small rectangle against the armor of the Rebecca's Whip. Activating the ship's comms, he tuned it to the engine room and asked.*
"How we doing down there Raven?"
*As Falkin's voice came over the line, both Drakon and Shwan shot Krakon a look of surprise at the use of just Raven's name and not her rank.*
:: Going as fast as we can Lieutenant. Private Raven demands that your interruptions aren't helping anything and to shut up and wait. Her words not mine sir... ::
*Just then a loud power surge went through the ship as the displays fizzled out and died. After a moment, they dimly came back to life, bringing a wide grin to Shwan's face as he said.*
"Sir, engines are off line and the power core seems to be stable."
*Nobody said anything after that. Nobody needed to, for they could all feel the wave of relief wash over them as they passed through the hanger bay's barrier shields and set down on the hull with a vibrating thunk. Getting up from the pilots chair, Krakon made his way to the entry ramp controls next to Shwan's station and entered the manual release code. A second later, the clamps sealing the ramp to the hull popped one by one and the ramp fell in free fall to the hull below. As the wave of fresh air rushed onto the bridge, Raven and Falkin came up through the hatch to join the rest of them as they walked down the ramp.*
*Once they reached the bottom, engineers and medical teams rushed passed and into the ship and Krakon saw Rebecca for the first time. He was shocked to see the former Aristocra overseeing the Outsider's arrival personally. Pushing their way past the medics, Krakon and the rest of the team approached Rebecca just as the medics were bringing Corolon down the ramp with Merlin giving them a full rundown on his conditions.*
*Reaching Rebecca, Krakon and the others saluted and the battered Lieutenant said.*
"Thank you for the rescue....Ma'am. I am former Lieutenant Krakon of the Ministry of Defense, S.W.A.T. Division. And before you, is all that remains of House Nuruodo, with Commissioner Corolon being the last of Aristocra Thrawn's line...."
*As the words came from his lips, the revelation of it all struck Krakon like a maser round to the chest, bringing a wave of grief and pain over him as he realized that he was covered in cuts and bruises and probably had a fractured wrist. The rest of the team too gained looks similar to his as they were all hit with the same feelings, as though the events leading up to this moment hadn't happened until Krakon put them to words. With the medical teams hovering around them, they all remained before Rebecca, all wanting to contribute in bringing her up to speed on their situation, despite that fact that that wasn't necessary.*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2013 2:04:02 GMT -8
Rebecca nodded to the assembled men and women, some of their faces familiar to her from the reports she used to receive from the ministry of defence. The med teams began to scan the crew members and began moving about them to administer pain killers and patch up wounds as Rebecca saw that all crew members were assembled that could be
"Always a pleasure to help Lieutenant, So would you care to explain what happened on Csilla?" Rebecca
Communications had long since ceased from Csilla, especially after she had stepped down as Aristocra and retired to Ilum with the Prar House. Judging by the look of the crew though, she could only assume things had gotten worse and that the state had degraded into anarchy, that or a dictator had risen to power, which in her opinion was still much the same
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2013 18:22:15 GMT -8
*As the medic's circled the team like vultures, none of them moved, clutching that last formality that seemed to be the only thing left for them to hold onto. Krakon, cleared his throat and put on a forced smile, saying.*
"I think, that it isn't my story to tell, Madam Prar. I think the only person who deserves to tell it is Corolon. None of us would be here if it weren't for him. Oh!"
*Withdrawing a datapad from his flight suit, Krakon extended it to Rebecca.*
"He wanted me to give you this. He said it was the specifications to a new suit that he had had designed back on Csilla before everything...."
*Shacking his head to keep the tears away, he straightened to his full height and said.*
"We'll make for the medbay. I think I speak for everyone here when I say that we want to be fully informed on Corolon's status."
*As the group all nodded slowly in agreement, Krakon lead the salute to Rebecca before he turned and motioned for the vultures to lead the way to the medbay.*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2013 2:47:57 GMT -8
Rebecca nodded to Krakon as he handed her the datapad with the new suit specifications
"Understandable. I shall see to it personally" Rebecca
She nodded to them in response to their salute before the med team lead them all to the med bay in the ship. Rebecca studied the datapad schematics as she lead the Dísz?rség out of the hangar bay and up a couple levels and along the ship's length to a section of the ship that had signs with "ITC Property" written on them. She entered one of the cabins where some of the former R&D personnel were set up and handed one of them the datapad, which he began to study
"Get to work on this suit immediately, a man's life rests on you getting this finished as soon as possible" Rebecca
"Understood madam" R&D Tech #1
The tech's went about sorting out the materials they would need, while Rebecca left them to their work and headed down to the med bay where the doctors were attending to the numerous new patients they had unexpectedly been laden with. She made her way through everyone to the ICU where Corolon was being held and monitored in a separate room, momentarily hooked up to a system of machines which were currently replacing the functions his suit usually provided. She watched through the viewing glass as doctors checked his vitals and confirmed everything Merlin had told them.
A part of her couldn't help but blame herself for this mess, had she stayed around on Csilla, the warriors of the Prar House would have been able to prevent what ever uprising had happened. But then she also knew that standing down was the only choice she had, had at the time. She just hoped Corolon would pull through soon and let her know what the hell had happened
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2013 12:23:56 GMT -8
*Corolon lay quietly in his bed, eyes open as he stared off into a galaxy of thought. The doctors had completely stripped him of his previous armor set and zero suit, leaving him a simple scared man in a bed. Holding white-knuckled in his right hand was the black cylinder of Thrawn's lightsaber. The nurses had tried to pry it from him while they re-stabilized his condition after removing his suit, but he somehow had managed to hold on for dear life, as though it were the only thing tethering him to this world.*
*After a time, his consciousness returned to this galaxy and he glanced about his surroundings, finding Rebecca and a handful of doctors watching him through a pane of glass as he was swarmed by nurses checking him over. Waving them off angrily he tried to speak but his throat was swollen and dry. As a nurse grabbed a glass of water and began to try to pour it down his throat, Corolon snatched the glass from her, spilling a majority of the contents on himself as he gulped the cool liquid, sending him into a violent coughing fit. Sighing and falling back onto his pillows, he thrusted the glass back to the nurse and said.*
"I must speak to Rebecca immediately."*One of the nurses nodded and exited the room while the one with the glass returned with it refilled and handed it to him. Nodding to her, Corolon accepted the glass and drank from it slowly this time, enjoying the cool that came with it.*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2013 13:34:22 GMT -8
Rebecca nodded to the nurse that had come to fetch her on Corolon's behalf, following her into a sterilization room, before donning a medical gown and being led into the room as Corolon was drinking his second glass of water. As she looked down upon his somewhat broken form, a result of the war with the Togorian warlord known as Gervase, she could not help but feel a great deal of pity for him, but at the same time, commend his loyalty
"So, what is it that you wish to talk to me about? I find that answers are quite lacking, so I hope you will be more informative..." Rebecca
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2013 15:44:22 GMT -8
*Corolon followed Rebecca's entrance as he handed off the glass to the nurse before leaning back into the overly fluffed pillows and waving her away. As Rebecca walked past the foot of his bed, he noticed that the tips of his robotic feet were sticking out from beneath the sheet and he felt a buried rage swell up within him, before quickly extinguishing it. He had never actually seen his new feet before. In the year or so since that battle, Corolon had never removed his armor, only changed out the filtration and waste disposal systems when needed. Letting out a long sigh, and feeling the cool of calm wash over him, he closed his eyes and asked.*"Krakon tell you I should be the one to tell you?"*Corolon opened his eyes and looked straight into Rebecca's eyes as he said.*"It all went to hell pretty quick after you left. Thrawn brought himself out of retirement and took position of Aristorca again to try and rally the Houses together. Instead, we split in half. Half joining us, the other following Governor Abaddon of Csapla House. They started by slandering our names, using the Colonial black out as reason to discard the Nuruodo House and the CEDF and form stronger, more independently run House Armies. Then, Abaddon managed to convince the Lower House representatives to give themselves more power then that of the Upper House, since Thrawn was the only Aristocra in the Ascendancy, they decided that the power house should lie in that of the majority and not the minority. Then, the violence started. A terrorist organization under some guy called Kol Haron."*Waiting a moment to see if Rebecca remember the name, he continued saying.*"The same organization who was taken down on Ilum by Krakon and his team over a year ago. We hadn't seen or heard anything from them since that incident until around six months ago when they blew up the Ministry of War. That got things moving, especially since we all thought Brawn was killed in the explosion since it originated from his office. We never considered that he was Haron....till it was too late."*As he spoke, Corolon's expression remained still, almost emotionless, save for the single tear that trailed down his left cheek.*"I held Thrawn as he passed. It felt so...impersonal, being incapable of looking my brother, my friend, in the eyes as they dimmed. He gave me this...."*Slowly, with deliberate effort, Corolon lifted the lightsaber and extended it to Rebecca.*"...to give to you. He didn't have a chance to tell me why, so you will have to find your own reason."*Dropping the cylinder into Rebecca's grasp, Corolon brought his hands together as he rubbed the grooves from the hilt with the tips of his fingers.*"Thrawn was the first of my brothers to die. Hector and Cergy, the two eldest of us clones, took joint positions as acting Aristocra of Nuruodo. We had one directive, find and kill Haron. With us so wrapped up in grief and rage, Abaddon seized his opportunity and put forth the ruling to have House Nuruodo banished from the Ascendancy and, in the same session, motioned to have himself elected to Aristocra, followed by the Governors of Houses Chaf and Sabosen motioning for the same. They passed, and when the Mitth Minister motioned to elevated, she was scrutinized and stripped of her position due to her and her families ties to Nuruodo. Two days later all the out spoken allies of Nuruodo House resigned their political positions and declared independence from Abaddon's Ascendancy. As the evacuations of Nuruodo, Mitth, Miurani, and a small portion of Inrokini began world wide, Haron and his band of murderers began assaulting the transports, declaring them traitors to the Ascendancy. Our house armies did their best to save as many as they could...but it wasn't enough. Since we were independent for the Ascendancy, Abaddon were free to not only praise Haron and his terrorists for their 'glorious actions against the traitors', but he also found it ample reason to begin moving troops into our territory to 'prevent retribution against the innocents of the true Ascendancy."*Corolon couldn't help but scoff then, disgusted at even repeating the words. Glancing over to find that the nurse had left another glass of water on a tray beside his bed, he grasped it and took a sip from it before carrying on.*"Thats when the Chiss Civil war officially started."*Taking a longer drink from his glass, Corolon breathed in too sharply as he swallowed, sending him into a short coughing fit. Gaining control a moment later, he said.*"Minister Mecaenus, who was Minister of Justice and had officially taken over the Ministry of Defense, ordered us of the Nuruodo House to stop hunting Haron and begin arresting a number of 'Nuruodo Loyalist' members who entered the True Ascendancy's territory during the evacuations. naturally we all finally left, the last of any Nuruodo House members to remain in the so called 'True Ascendancy'. Mecaenus immediately put arrest warrants out for us who deserted the Defense Ministry, legal in both the True Ascendancy and Nuruodo territory by permissions of Aristocra Abaddon. Needless to say, when Defense Ministry cops crossed the boarder into our state, our people didn't take it so well."*Letting out a long sigh, Corolon drained the rest of the water and set it down gently on the tray beside him.*"The six months that followed are a bit of a blur. All I remember is the hunt. Even through all the war and rage and the atrocities that were committed throughout, all I and my Division of former Ministry cops could do was hunt Haron."*A cold smile grew on Corolon's lips as he thought for a time. Finally, he said.*"We found Haron six days ago. Imagine, to my surprise, to discover that a man you thought dead for six months, a man you considered blood, was not only alive, but had been the man who not only orchestrated, but had committed the act of murdering the one closest too you."*A tone of anger could be heard in Corolon's voice now as he spoke.*"While I had been hunting Haron, Haron had been hunting Thrawn in any form he could. Assassinating my brothers, even the few lucky enough to have started families."*Another tear ran down the opposite side of Corolon's face as small muscles along the left side of his nose began to twitch in anger. The heart rate monitor beeping a couple times to show his increased rate. Apart from these small things, his voice was calm and the rest of his face was emotionless.*"I remember finding one of my younger brothers, Chrys, dead in his home. From the damage done to the furniture, it looked as though Haron had brought around seven or eight men with him to attempt to over power Chrys and his wife for we recovered two of their bodies. We also found Chrys strapped to an electrified chair, eyes forced open to see his wife and twin children across from him..."*Either through fate or odd timing, Corolon's lungs chose this moment to send him into a more violent coughing fit. These were beginning to come less and less frequently since the explosion, but when they came....**Spitting blood into a small bowl, Corolon placed the bowl back on the try next to his somehow refilled glass of water. Grasping the cool glass, Corolon took a few moments to catch his breath and take a few drinks before setting the glass down and saying.*"When I finally faced Haron, it was just him and I. Our forces were engaging each other through out the ruins of CEDF Main Base. We had both run out of energy cells shooting at each other all the way to the old armory beneath the place, which also happened to have a secret exit that Haron and his thugs had been using to get in and out of Csaplar. When I finally caught up to him, got up close and personal with him....lets just say, it was a one way fight. My hands dripping in his blood, I took a moment to bathe in his helplessness as he crawled to a nearby crate and in my rage and I failed to realize that it was a crate of various riot gear. I remember coming to a second later, blind and unable to breath. Haron had thrown an EMP charge in with a flash bang. As my sight cleared, I could see Haron standing over him, leaning heavily on an old long barreled rifle. Then I realized he had pulled off my helmet. He laughed at me as I struggled to move, enjoying his moment of victory as he prepared to take my life. But he made the same mistake I had."*Leaning forward, Corolon looked over the side of the bed opposite of Rebecca and reached down to grab something, coming up with a large carbonite rifle. Leaning back and setting the gun down in his lap, he looked to Rebecca, but remained silent for moment, letting her draw her own conclusions as to the end of Kol Haron.*"We were found a little while later by Krakon and his people. The rest of our forces had been either killed or pushed back when Cergy was killed by Abaddon in the Upper House chambers. We escaped through the secret tunnels and found that they actually led back to Thrawn's estate where the Outsider was waiting for us. It was only a matter of breaking through the planetary blockade and getting far enough away to make the jump to hyperspace...."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2013 0:36:03 GMT -8
Rebecca sat quietly and listened as Corolon explained all that had happened, explaining how Thrawn had returned from retirement, how some upstart fool known as Abaddon rallied his own supporters, before splitting the planet in half basically. Detective Malcolm had suspected for some time that Brawn may have been behind the Kal Haron incidents, but he'd never been able to get the opportunity to get any evidence to that extent.
But that was the least of the worst that had happened as Corolon went on to explain the events that had followed, such as the assassination of Thrawn. She accepted the lightsaber hilt and nodded to Corolon as he continued with his story while she placed the hilt in one of her jacket pockets as she continued to listen, learning of Brawn's demise at Corolon's hands and of how they escaped
"Sounds like the place really did go to hell after I left... It is a shame to have lost a great man like Thrawn. But we are glad that those of you who made it, did so. I extend to you and those of your crew our full hospitality, so you are welcome to stay as long as you like. In the mean time your new suit will be made and my engineers will do their best to repair your ship" Rebecca
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2013 21:51:12 GMT -8
*A soft sigh passed through Corolon's lips, relieved to have finally told somebody all that had happened to Csilla and the Ascendancy as a whole. Glancing back to Rebecca after a short time of silence, he asked, sadness and despair backing his words.*
"What do we do now? All that my brothers and I have fought for all this time, has been ripped from our dead and dying hands....and I'm not sure what to do now that we have officially failed..."
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Post by Pra's'hueena (Rayne) on Jun 21, 2013 6:36:08 GMT -8
Out of the white and blackness of hyperspace exited a badly but still operational Chiss Star Destroyer designated in the chiss command database as "The Axissus" which currently was damaged up to 63% as a whole from its recent battle over a month ago.
Aboard sadness stirred as the ships captain had been killed in the engagement and the next in line of command, Lieutenant Prassyr'ayn'enar and princess of her house "The Nar House" was being attended to by a Shaull named Syn'ira Ordo on the bridge. The ship smoked and sundered in space as many of the systems and crew were fighting to keep operational. The ship most definitely needed repairs at a shipping dock. But due to the engagement, medical had been completely wiped out as a hull breach had taken the section out almost as a whole. Syn'ira had barely escaped the hull breach and coveted some sadness as the entire medical staff had been sucked out of the ship.
Emergency hails are transmitted to the ship "Rebecca's Whip" with an open channel.
::This is the Axissus, requesting what medical attention you can provide the Captain is dead and the Lieutenant is in critical status I currently have her in a short medical stasis here on the bridge, Sergeant Syn'ira Ordo out!::
The channel remains open for response.
Syn'ira and Rebecca had an intimate relation over a year ago aboard the very same ship in Syn'ira's ship, quite some good times behind closed doors.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2013 0:53:13 GMT -8
Rebecca smiled warmly back at Corolon, feeling the sense of despair and sadness in his voice. Although she had given up on the Ascendancy and it's politics, she knew Thrawn would not want his own men to do the same
"Failure is only a matter of perspective. At this moment in time you have failed, but you are still alive, and so you can succeed. Give it a little more time and your new suit will be ready and you will be up and running. When that happens, then you can worry about what to do next..." Rebecca
Rebecca then pulled her comm link free of her pocket as it buzzed, indicating a message coming through. She pressed a button and the message from Syn'ira came through, loud and clear. It had been some time since she had last seen the Shaull, the pair having had some intimate relations purely for pleasure. She then pressed the reply button as she moved the comm link closer
Attention Axissus, this is Lady Rebecca. Medical and Repair teams are inbound Rebecca
Rebecca entered in a couple commands on her personal datapad before a message was sent to the Captain of the Rebecca's Whip, at which point 4 medic transports were dispatched from the Whip, while from a nearby repair satellite a group of 30 Renovo Militis appeared and made their way to the Axissus, beginning repairs on the ship's outer hull. The medic transports docked with the ship and the medic crews began to move through the ship to care for the wounded, while one team headed for the bridge
"Sergant Syn'ira, I am Senior Medic Officer Malik. We are here to collect the Lieutenant and take her with us back to the Whip, you are welcome to accompany us" Senior Medic Officer Malik
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2013 20:55:48 GMT -8
*Corolon let Rebecca's words sink in for a moment before nodding. Realizing now that his body had been tense and he had been sitting up for some time, Corolon downed the rest of the cool water at his bed side before laying back down on his overstuffed pillows and noticed the flash of pleasure on Rebecca's face as she listened to a message from an incoming vessel. He knew, now, that he would most likely never feel such a feeling again, but he wasn't going to hold up others from feeling as well.*
"Go on, it seems a more pressing matter has come up and I'm not going anywhere."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2013 1:04:44 GMT -8
Rebecca turned her attention back to Corolon as he insisted on her attending to the call for help. She was confident her medical teams could take care of the situation
"I'm sure my medical teams can take care of the Axissus crew. Besides any critical cases will be brought here anyway. It's about working smarter, not harder" Rebecca
She then gave Corolon a playful smirk, as she checked in on her datapad, waiting for a status report from R&D about the new suit.
The R&D department meanwhile were busy assembling various components of the suit and fitting the systems together, whilst constantly checking on their functionality and making sure nothing was faulty
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