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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2014 9:18:27 GMT -8
Finally, she was here.
It had taken forever for her to persuade her Captain to let her go, but Vinaara Ja finally convinced him on the grounds that she owed it both to him and the rest of the crew to better her skills. Though, she suspected that the added assurance that she would continue to make her services as available to him as she could manage helped to sweeten the deal considerably. In any case, it was because of that conversation that she was currently hovering one of the Starweird's shuttles within Honoghr's orbit. The Starweird itself was parked somewhere behind her, waiting to auto-pilot the shuttle back once she gave them the go-ahead.
For the time being, however, she was focused on relaying her shuttle's coordinates and mission to who or whatever would be there to receive her.
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Post by Ice Matango on Feb 14, 2014 3:06:27 GMT -8
NPC: Sgt. Lynx eyed the holoscreen watching the shuttle that had just entered orbit. He noted that the shuttle had seemingly came from a larger vessel, that was sitting stationary a little farther away. The larger ship didn't appear to be a threat, but he marked it's location just in case. One could never be too careful nowadays. Turning his attention back to the shuttle, he opened a com channel, his voice light and unassuming.
Attention approaching shuttle, I am Sergeant Lynx of Honoghr Orbital Control. Please state your purpose so that I may be of some assistance in guiding you to your destination planetside."
Setting the mic down, he left the channel open so the shuttles pilot could answer his request.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2014 7:36:49 GMT -8
It took her a moment to find and press the button that would allow her to respond, "Sergeant Lynx, I'm here pursuing employment at the Red Dawn Medical Center."
For once, she spoke a little more formally, figuring that she might as well get 'into character', as it were, for the interview. Sitting back, she began to fiddle with her lekku while she waited for the all-clear from orbital control.
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Post by Ice Matango on Feb 15, 2014 0:25:16 GMT -8
Lynx straightened up in his chair when a reply came from the shuttle. Quickly he typed out a message to the reception desk at the RDMC then picked up the comlink.::Very well. I have sent a message to the RDMC so they'll be expecting your arrival. I'm sending you up the landing co-ordinance now::He pushed a button on the console in front of the holoscreen which sent the shuttle the co-ordinance for the RDMC Hangar Bays. Picking up the comlink he again spoke to the shuttle pilot.::You'll want to stop at the reception desk once you land, and they'll point you in the right direction for a job interview. Have a good day, and enjoy your stay on Honoghr!::
He set the comlink down again and kept an eye on the shuttles progress while sipping his caf and humming a recently popular tune to himself.
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Post by syla on Feb 20, 2014 6:18:11 GMT -8
LEGO had crashed, burned and all the memmories, pain, suffering and work that went into that Ugly-class was splattered on the open terrian of dressel. Only one thing remained and that was a box that was actually the brain of LEGO, an AI built and programmed by its creator, Syla Ulfsdottir. While the LEGO Ugly-class fighter was gone, LEGO himself was saved and now resided in the LEGO-class Pussy Wagon.
The Pussy Wagon was owned by a rich playboy whom had many sexual assault charges behind him, and very very good lawyers. He had for years fled the law, while living to his urges like an egoistical bohemian. This information was easily found on the holonet by a skillfull hacker, and Syla was one such. Theft, especially Grand Theft Ship wasnt far from Syla if she was taking from the wicked, and that is how the Pussy Wagon came into her power. She stole it, and put LEGO into the mainfraim.
A YT-1300 freighter that looked like a curled up cat, the cockpit even had the ears and little hairs sticking out of it, and the entire hull was covered with synthetic furr.
Syla fell in love with it at once, even though she had no idea thus far what suprises this ship had in store. She had plans on great alterations, changes, modifications, upgrades and investments. She just needed a calm place to do it on, she also needed a whole body cybernetic overhaul, and ... well...
Rehab.
This is the LEGO-class Pussy Wagon, I am Syla Ulfsdottir. I wish landing in the Red Dawn Medical center. I wish to become a medium long term resident patient. But no Nut-Doctors. I am no nut. Nut is a fruit.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2014 1:13:12 GMT -8
The Ac-siel II clas Star Destroyer, along with the 5 Hope-class Medical Ships and 2 Modified Acclamator III-class Assault Ships exited from hyperspace over the planet of Honoghr, appearing in several bright flashes of white light as they reverted to sublight space. The planet's took formation in orbit as a stream of Leo class Transports moved between the medical fleet and RDMC on the planet's surface. The Rebecca's Whip meanwhile took a defensive formation over the planet along with the remaining Chiss Assault Cruiser and the Chiss Combat Cruiser. Transports started moving the troops from the Whip down to the surface
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Post by Nemo on Mar 1, 2014 6:40:56 GMT -8
A Republic fleet exited hyperspace above Honoghr. In command was Admiral Tza'uax, someone who was very familiar with the planet they had just arrived at. He was on the bridge of the flagship, the Nebula-class Star Destroyer "Resolution" as he activated the comm panel near to him.
Honoghr control, this is Admiral Tza'uax of the Resolution. We are only here temporarily before reassignment, I have to speak with Jedi Master Nemo about a matter urgently. However if you have any situations that you think we can assist you with do feel free to ask for our assistance.
He wondered if a situation like that would arrive and he hoped not but planned for the worst. The Mandalorian threat was far from over and there were more troubles brewing. The fleet had shields raised to 30% so they couldn't be taken completely by surprise and were flying in a defensive formation with the smaller ships flanking the Resolution. Tza was planning on how to tell Nemo of the news and was postponing his chat for now.
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Post by Kaja Makani on Mar 3, 2014 18:50:25 GMT -8
A snubfighter dropped out of hyperspace over Honoghr and dropped toward the planet below like a stone as its outer shielding began a slow burn, trailing a fire like a comet's trail. It was pretty, but highly uncomfortable for the ship's pilot who was currently fighting to stay alive long enough to reach the planet's surface.
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Post by Nemo on Mar 10, 2014 19:59:39 GMT -8
The Zephyr blasts out of the planet's atmosphere and send only a quick burst transmission to the Resolution before entering hyperspace.
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Post by Nemo on Mar 31, 2014 18:12:34 GMT -8
An Acclamator-class assault ship drops out of hyperspace. The "Darla" engages sublight engines shortly afterwards and forms up with the rest of Tza's fleet. The Republic fleet continues to run internal drills as Admiral Tza'uax takes a shuttle to the surface.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2014 21:34:33 GMT -8
The Mediator-class Battlecruiser and the Imperious-class Star Destroyer appeared out of hyperspace above Honoghr, meeting up with the rest of the current fleet that was defending the planet. The crew of the Ac'siel II begun moving over to the Imperious-class star destroyer, whilst crew members for the Mediator were shuttled up from the surface of the planet.
The Golan III's soon joined the defence fleet, as they were maneuvered into place in orbit, before transports started docking with the platforms to fill out their crews as well. Once the Ac'siel II was cleared of all but a minimal crew, the ship was moved to the orbital yards to be scrapped for parts, at which point the last of the crew would be transported to the Imperious
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Jul 15, 2014 21:15:11 GMT -8
Riddick's fighter slips out of hyperspace, heading adjacent to the planet before turning toward it. At the helm, Riddick keys in what should be the frequency for approach control, and keeping the guard channel open, just in case. Since his fighter had the sensor signature roughly the size of a small piece of gravel, if that, he pinged his transponder, giving the tower an idea of where he was, let alone that he was even there, just as he made the call to land.
Control, Saber 2. 3-5 degrees north, 6-0 minutes out from atmo, inbound. Status Alpha One*. Requesting approach vectors and landing.
All that was needed, now, was a response granting or denying his request. His engines were set to "mil-pwr," as he wasn't in any particular rush.
*Alpha One means that the craft is fully operational, with no malfunctions or faulty equipment. Maintenance not required, other than possibly refueling.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 1:29:35 GMT -8
With the two new Golan III defence platforms fully functional, all orbital control traffic operations had been transferred over to them, with a series of operators working in each platform to direct traffic. One of these operators had been monitoring his sector of Honoghr's orbit when the craft known as Saber 2 made a request to land
Saber 2, this is Honoghr Control. We have you in our sights, Your request has been granted. Approach Vector and Landing Co-ordinates being transferred to your nav computer now. We hope you enjoy your stay.
A packet containing the prefered approach vector and the co-ordinates of Nystao's space port was sent to Saber 2, also included were the landing co-ordinates for the RDMC Emergency Hangar Bay as well, included in case of a medical emergency
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Post by Darth Belial on Jul 16, 2014 8:31:29 GMT -8
Out of the speckled darkness of the void and through the azure ethereal channels of hyperspace, came a single vessel. It was armoured in lusterless obsidian plates, yet again the dull backdrop of space, the shuttle sparked with an almost malevolent luminance. The rolling curves of its backswept wings had produced a visage, almost insectile in appearance, which gave the entirety of the craft form and function. She was a thing of beauty, crafted by hands that lovingly poured their hearts and souls into the very vessel. Yet despite the glorious pedigree, its ebony allure was soon soured by those who dwelled within. The curious occasion of duality was inspired solely by the pilot – a man who bore the souls of two entwined within the shell of one. When the system and her mighty defenses were arrayed before him, a sinister smile splayed across his radiation scarred lips.
“One step…” He said; the twin souls within contorting the words into a threatening lion’s purr. “At a time…”
Activating his shipboard communications suite and opening a channel to the planetary Orbital Traffic Control, the man donned his most charming persona.
:: Honoghr OTC, this is the ‘Thanatos’ requesting clearance to bypass the defense grid and proceed planetside to the Red Dawn Medical Complex. Holding position until response is made and vectors transmitted. ::
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Jul 16, 2014 9:06:11 GMT -8
Coordinates were downloaded and projected on to his helmet's visor, and his fighter's HUD. He adjusted his course manually, with just a tap on the control stick.
Saber 2 copies. Beginning approach, squawking 5-6-6-9. Switching to local approach frequency.
Once that was all taken care of, he went on his way to where he was supposed to go.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 16:03:40 GMT -8
The work never seemed to cease within the two Honoghr Orbital Control rooms as operators worked around the clock directing traffic to and from Honoghr. No sooner had one ship begun it's approach vector, then another would be requesting clearance to land or leave. Just as operator #5-Alpha-7 was finishing up the approach vector for Saber 2, a ship appeared in the sector of operator #2-Delta-9, whom was aboard the other Golan III. The ship's design was just one of many curiosities that the Operator's experienced on a daily basis, and so instead of taking time to marvel at it, the Operator went about his usual business
Thanatos, this is Honoghr OTC. We read you loud and clear. RDMC Landing Request has been granted. Approach Vector's and Landing Co-ordinates being transmitted now. Please Enjoy your stay
The approach vector and landing co-ordinates for the RDMC Emergency Hangar Bay were then transmitted to the craft known as the Thanatos
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Post by Darth Belial on Jul 18, 2014 8:30:03 GMT -8
Once the connection had been terminated and the relevant coordinates uploaded, the pilot let out a loud and raucous burst of laughter. Had his intentions for this world been insidious in nature, they would have unwittingly let their demise in through the front gates with open arms. As that had been the errant thought to invoke such hearty an outburst, the pilot soon regained control over his humours after the passing of several heartbeats. Instead of draining this planet of its ample essences of life, the man currently residing in the undersized pilot’s chair had come to this world for a single purpose. One, that if spun correctly, would seem as nothing more than humanitarian towards the subjects of his dominated world.
With his course set into the navigational computer, the pilot activated the automatic flight sub-routine. As the computer core had taken complete control over the vessel, its obsidian prow tipped downwards as the shuttle slipped into high anchorage. Soon after the vessel’s drop from high orbit, the smooth contours of the vessel were awash in atmospheric flame that peeled back the first layers of the enameled coating. Once free of the planet’s violent embrace, the craft proceeded towards the spaceport - whilst it’s sole occupant readied himself for his first public appearance…
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2014 13:40:01 GMT -8
It was a chartered flight, and that's why the ship carrying Mike Hamish, archaeologist of note and pilot of ill repute, wasn't crashing. If he had been a ship he was flying, there probably would have been some gigantic fireball or tear in the fabric of space-time as it failed catastrophically at its job of being a ship.
Honoghr ATC, this is chartered vessel Oman, seeking clearance to land at the Jedi temple.
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Post by Ice Matango on Jul 20, 2014 20:27:38 GMT -8
Sgt Lynx watched the latest vessel to enter Honoghrs orbit. It was a simple charter vessel and they were common enough that Lynx felt sure enough that it meant no harm - though he did run the customary scan on it just in case. Picking up his comlink, he spoke to the pilot.:: Oman, you are cleared to land at the Jedi Temple hangars. Thank you and enjoy your stay on Honoghr! ::Lynx placed the comlink back down on the desk and watched the ships progress on the holoscreen in front of him.
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Post by Nase Talsey on Jul 27, 2014 10:40:40 GMT -8
The Imperial Strike Class Cruiser "Regulator" dropped out of hyperspace at the edge of Honoghr's gravity well. Captain Maes Apollo was seated amongst his fellow deck crew as the star lights of hyperspace faded to the utter blackness of space, who's endless nothingness was only seldom broken up by distant stars, planets and nebulae. "Raise shields. Put weapons on standby and open a line of communication to the Medical Complex."
"Red dawn Medical Complex, this is Captain Apollo of the Imperial Cruiser "Regulator. We request permission to descend via shuttle for prosthetic and cybernetic enhancement surgery for 5 human males."
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