Tiro Saul
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Post by Tiro Saul on May 30, 2016 14:45:21 GMT -8
A VIctory 1 star destroyer exited hyperspace and slowed its movements down just on the edge of Comm ranges. This was the place they thought might be able to help them further, it was the only option that both the admiral and leader could agree on. After a few moments the admiral reached out taking the comm.
This is the Abridal, requesting permission to get some repairs for our ship, and or possibly take some R an R in friendly waters.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2016 22:12:28 GMT -8
It was just another day for Honoghr Orbital Control. The usual traffic was coming and going from the planet, transporting various imports and exports, moving medical supplies to and from the planet. But today, a paculiarity appear on Orbital Control worker number 2159's screen. A Victory I-class Star Destroyer bearing the IFF 'Abridal'. 2159 searched his database to see if the ship had visited before, before then confering with Fleet Admiral Draug. A brief moment later, 2159 opened a line back to the 'Abridal'
Abridal, this is Honoghr OTC. Permission to dock with the Orbital Repair Station has been granted. However, your request to go ground side has been denied. You and your crew have been given leave to use the orbital facilities at your leisure.
With that, clearance codes to dock with the Orbital Repair Dock were transmitted, along with co-ordinates and an approach vector to the shipyards
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Tiro Saul
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Post by Tiro Saul on Jun 12, 2016 7:31:29 GMT -8
As the messaged played over the bridge speakers, the admiral smiled a bit. At least there ship could get the repairs it desperately needed. Programming the the co-ordinates in the ship made its way to the repair station. The crew in chipper moods for the small break they would be allowed hustled about there jobs to make sure, the Abridal would at least make it to the station. Mean while there leader stood up from his seat, seeming displeased with what he had heard. Walked over to the comm station and activated it, once again reaching out to Honoghr.
If the government would so feel inclined, I wish to speak to a representative about going planet side. Or at least to understand why I am being barred from entering this planet. Last I heard it was a peaceful place. My name is Tiro Saul and I shall wait aboard my ship for a reply or representative.
With out much wait, he threw the comm down and returned to his seat. Sitting across it allowing his legs to dangle off one side of the chair, his forhead coming to rest on the palm of one of his hands. As the ship would dock with the repair station the crew would gather their belongings and venture off into the station to enjoy there R&R for a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2016 22:09:36 GMT -8
2159 kept an eye on the scanner, glad that the Abridal was staying the course given to them, even as the next message came through. He patched the message on to Fleet Admiral Draug, before he contacted Lady Rebecca. A few moments passed, in which Draug updated her on the situation, before a line was patched back from her to the bridge of the Abridal. At which point, a full body projection of her would appear, her skin a light blue, her eyes glowing red as she studied the man before her
Greetings, I am the Lady Rebecca Elios, Keeper of the Peace for Honoghr. My Fleet Admiral insisted I handle this matter. I have heard your message, and you are correct, Honoghr is a peaceful place, and my job is to keep it that way. You and your men are an unknown to us, even your name shows up nothing. You have brought a warship into our orbit, and requested repairs and some R&R for your crew. A request we are happy to oblige. But, we cannot in good conscience, allow you to come planet side. If you or one of your crew required medical attention, then the RDMC will gladly provide such services. There are many factions out there, and some with military's a lot larger than our own, and should you come planet side, they may view it as our compliance with your cause. What ever that may be. So I trust you can understand, that I must look out for the safety of the people of Honoghr...
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Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Aug 23, 2016 12:27:25 GMT -8
A group of 28 ships bearing Adegan markings, mostly cargo ships and E-Wing escorts, drop from hyperspace. They begin to head planetside at half speed as the lead cargo ship, Bishop One, calls for clearance.
Approach, Bishop One. Inbound with an unscheduled batch of supplies. Requesting clearance for landing and delivery. How copy?
Jaecyn sat in his fighter, listening in on the transmissions, not that anyone outside of that small group of ships would know he was there.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2016 1:07:10 GMT -8
The moment the ships dropped from hyperspace, Orbital Control began tracking their movements, whilst automated systems scanned their IFs and matched them against the databases. A half dozen Clawcraft moved into flank positions and followed the group as the system ran its checks. With their IFs checking out, they were transferred then to an Orbital Control Worker
Bishop One, this is Honoghr OTC. Clearance to land has been granted, proceed on the given course...
A datapacket was then sent to Bishop One, detailing the flight path they should take to the surface
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Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Sept 4, 2016 17:12:30 GMT -8
The moment the ships dropped from hyperspace, Orbital Control began tracking their movements, whilst automated systems scanned their IFs and matched them against the databases. A half dozen Clawcraft moved into flank positions and followed the group as the system ran its checks. With their IFs checking out, they were transferred then to an Orbital Control WorkerBishop One, this is Honoghr OTC. Clearance to land has been granted, proceed on the given course...A datapacket was then sent to Bishop One, detailing the flight path they should take to the surface
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Nov 6, 2016 16:50:09 GMT -8
With the entire convoy and escort group formed up, all twelve fighters and sixteen transports made the jump to hyperspace once the planet's gravity dropped off enough to allow it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2016 20:18:32 GMT -8
A dozen transports reverted back to real space above Honoghr, the stars returning to fixed points against the abyss of space. Eleven of the transports were carrying regular grade Bacta, whilst the twelfth was carrying premium grade Bacta, all of it marked for the RDMC. The lead transport transmitted its credentials to orbital control, along with cargo manifesto's. There was a couple minutes wait, before orbital control gave them the greenlight to head down. The captains wasted no time in guiding their crafts down to the surface
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Post by Axiatinc on Mar 2, 2017 18:37:51 GMT -8
The hyperdrives slows down to a halt as we are in Honoghr's Orbit.
I wake up for a brief moment to get up and send a broadcast signal to the Red Dawn Medical Center hoping they will pick up a brief signal and send me a response back. After that me and Grilo went to sleep, waiting for them to respond.
"I sure hope they pick up the signal, I dont know if I can keep my heart together much longer."
I thought to myself before I fell asleep.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2017 19:15:32 GMT -8
As the ship dropped forth from Hyperspace, Orbital Control started tracking its movements. As the call to the RDMC was made, it was routed through one of the workers. A brief scan was run of the ship, making sure the ship wasn't carrying anything too dangerous. A quick check was also run in the database of the ships IFF. When it all came back clear, the worker opened a line back to the shipUnidentified ship, this is Honoghr Orbital Control. You have been cleared to land at the Red Dawn Medical CentreCoordinates and an approach path were sent in a data packet to the ship
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2017 9:33:43 GMT -8
A sporting red Courier-Class Yacht dropped out of hyperspace, followed closely by two Advanced N-1 Starfighters. Maneuvering themselves into a delta formation, they began descending towards Honoghr at incredible speed. Aboard the yacht, the pilot connected to the RDMC emergency channel on the comlink.
This is the Envoy of Malvern requesting medical assistance from the Red Dawn Medical Center. Repeat, we are seeking medical assistance.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2017 21:30:43 GMT -8
Orbital Control locked on to the Courier-Class Yacht and its escort, as the ships dropped from hyperspace and the lead ship started transmitting a distress signal. A quick scan was run of the ships, while a database check was run of the ships and their occupantsCopy that. You have been cleared to land at the Red Dawn Medical Center. Proceed on your current courseCoordinates and an approach path were sent in a data packet to the ship
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2017 21:33:06 GMT -8
Understood, Orbital Control. We will continue along the assigned vector.
The trio of ships proceeded to race towards the coordinates along the assigned approach track.
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Post by Lone Wolf on May 8, 2018 11:28:42 GMT -8
Coming in from the hyperspace lane the man noticed the lack of security. Given what he had seen elsewhere in the universe the absence of any meaningful security was not surprizing. Entering a distress message he hailed the Red Dawn medical centre
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Post by Ice Matango on May 16, 2018 6:08:44 GMT -8
With all scanners running at fully functioning capacity, the fleet(s) in orbit around the planet, nor Orbital Control, were picking up any air traffic whatsoever. The hyperspace lanes remained silent, as had been the case for a long while now - given the exception of the usual noted transport ships that came and went from the planet a couple of times during the week. Things were peaceful, a picture perfect serenity of a planet once plagued by ridiculous attempts at war and attention seeking from questionable individuals.
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Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Sept 16, 2018 15:20:50 GMT -8
From hyperspace drops Riddick in his fighter, fresh from a visit to Corellia. Riddick wakes up from a nap while traveling a not so direct route between the two worlds.
Control, Kirin-One-Actual. Requesting approach for landing.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2018 21:21:25 GMT -8
Honoghr Orbital Control started tracking the vessel as it exited hyperspace. A pair of guns from the closest Golan III locked on to the ship as it entered controlled space. Meanwhile, the comma request was forwarded to one of the Orbital Control Officers. The officer checked the list of approved expected arrivals, but did not find the newcomers call sign or name. The Officer opened a line back to the ship
Kirin-One-Actual, this is Orbital Control Officer Dundee. Please be advised that it is a negative on your landing request. I repeat, negative for landing. We are currently on a security review for all coming and going vessels and I’m afraid your call sign is not on the list. Please exit the approach queue and head for exit vector Indigo-Delta-Charlie
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Sept 17, 2018 20:03:14 GMT -8
Honoghr Orbital Control started tracking the vessel as it exited hyperspace. A pair of guns from the closest Golan III locked on to the ship as it entered controlled space. Meanwhile, the comma request was forwarded to one of the Orbital Control Officers. The officer checked the list of approved expected arrivals, but did not find the newcomers call sign or name. The Officer opened a line back to the shipKirin-One-Actual, this is Orbital Control Officer Dundee. Please be advised that it is a negative on your landing request. I repeat, negative for landing. We are currently on a security review for all coming and going vessels and I’m afraid your call sign is not on the list. Please exit the approach queue and head for exit vector Indigo-Delta-Charlie |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2018 20:56:51 GMT -8
The guns of the Golan III maintained their lock on the encroaching vessel as it did not divert its course. Gun crews started the charge sequence even as the credentials were sent over to Orbital Control. Dundee briefly reviewed them, before passing them up the line of command to Lady Rebecca Elios, acting governor of Honoghr while Ice was away on personal business.
It took only a few moments for a response to come back down the line of command. Dundee gave a quick look around the control room, watching as several his his colleagues and superiors confirmed their orders. He got back on the line to the Kirin-One
Kirin-One, this is Orbital Control Officer Dundee again. Be advised that your credentials were received. After passing them up the chain to Lady Elios, I have received a response. One which I did reconfirm via nonverbal headnods from everyone here in the Control Room... We are still on lockdown. Repeat, still on lockdown. Permission to land is still a negative. At this time, all traffic - diplomatic or otherwise - is still restricted. Please proceed to exit vector Indigo-Delta-Charlie. Per security review lockdown, continued noncompliance with Orbital Control Instructions will result in your classification as a hostile. I repeat, further noncompliance will result in your classification as a hostile. Gun crews have been green lit to use whatever force necessary on vessels with this designation. Do you hard copy Kirin-One?
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