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Post by Kurōn on Jun 8, 2017 14:06:40 GMT -8
The Barloz-Class freighter, Velvet Rose, exited hyperspace over the Imperial homeworld of Muunilinst. Vlad, now known as Bestellen Ren among the Knights of Ren, sat at the controls. His faithful sidekick, Clank, an R2 astromech, chirped. Vlad replied to the droid.
"Transmit the docking codes for High Port. The Supreme Commander has summoned me for a brief audience."
Clank whistles in response and transmitted the proper clearance codes as Vlad opened a comm channel with Port control.
"Port control. This is Bestellen Ren, transmitting clearance codes, requesting permission to dock."
The freighter slowed its approach as Vlad waited for permission to dock. He was curious as to why the Supreme Commander had requested his presence, but knew that everything would be revealed soon enough.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 8, 2017 19:23:03 GMT -8
Bestellen Ren is granted permission to dock at High Port.
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Post by Kurōn on Jun 9, 2017 18:24:13 GMT -8
After receiving clearance to dock, Vlad pilots the ship towards High Port.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 9, 2017 18:26:50 GMT -8
The Vindicator-class Heavy Cruiser, Polemos (formerly Anvilbreaker), rested near High Port. The Supreme Commander's party of several personnel landed shortly after it anchored itself near the orbital complex. Among the entourage was the High Admiral, Viox Savage, the Hand of the First Order, Valinor Thrakk, Captain Lambri, Bestellen and Atlantia Ren and four companies of the Braxant Phalanx Bridge's Deathtroopers. The destination in mind was the general area of the Core region, however, the true destination was still unknown save to Nicademus Delvardus. He ascended to the bridge, taking his rightful place at the command chair as the crew prepared for departure.
As the preliminary checks were performed, the Imperial reflected for a moment the vision on Ilum, of a sleeping titan that rested upon a planet. Its wrath having long been dormant, but could still be unleashed upon the galaxy. Its name has been known to the galaxy before when it was locked in a titanic duel in orbit. Once its duty was fulfilled, it went to a resting place upon the planet to await a future master. Nicademus intended to be that master, or as vision told him, he was destined to claim this titan. It made Nicademus grin slightly at the prospect of what they may find. Of what awaited him.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 10, 2017 12:52:19 GMT -8
Following his brother onboard, High Admiral Savage stood off to Nicademus' left, issuing orders to ensure the vessel was prepared to leave Muunilinst. As each station reported in, Savage turned to Nicademus.
"Sir. Our destination?"
He asked, waiting for the Supreme Commander's response.
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Post by Kurōn on Jun 10, 2017 12:56:24 GMT -8
As his brother pushed past him and took his place on the bridge, Vlad hung back, out of the way. Sure, he may have know how to pilot a vessel, but this was a little above his paygrade. As Viox asked about their destination, Vlad listened intently. He too was curious as to where they were heading. And waiting for the moment to speak with the Supreme Commander.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 10, 2017 14:11:19 GMT -8
The Supreme Commander quietly keys some of the buttons upon his command chair, checking for himself the greenlights from the various sections of the crew. The four hundred men abroad were situated and the crew was preparing the hyperdrives for launch. He glances over at the High Admiral as a question was presented. For now, secrecy was needed, so the Imperial would not openly say what the answer was.
All will be answered once we arrive, Lord Savage. All will be answered.
Nicademus leans back into his seat, awaiting further reports on when they were ready to launch.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 11, 2017 12:47:40 GMT -8
After all were prepared and settled in on the cruiser, Nicademus turns his attention to the helmsman who immediately orders the ship to open orbit. The vessels moves a good distance from Muunilist before the hyperdrives begin to warm up. In a clear voice, Nicademus states his order.
Prepare jump for grid coordinates, M-10, Helmsman!
There was only one planet that matched those coordinates. A planet renowned throughout the entire Core region, Kuat.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 11, 2017 13:53:48 GMT -8
As the ship began to move, Nicademus called out the grid coordinates 'M-10'. Savage recognized it instantly as Kuat. Having resurfaced in the galaxy there before, during the time of Sinistra's Galactic Empire, he knew it fairly well. And so, their adventure begun...
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 11, 2017 19:56:34 GMT -8
A transmission, bound from Kuat, and sent by the Supreme Commander, reached the bridge of the Teutates. As per orders, the Imperial II-class Star Destroyer, as well as the pair of Victory IIs from the Imperial First Fleet, would gather to receive transports at Yaga Minor which would bring technicians, engineers, soldiers and available crew members to Kuat for the task being performed in the system. Forming up on the outskirts of Muunilist's open space, the trio of warships jumped for Yaga Minor.
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The Major
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Post by The Major on Jul 7, 2017 8:24:35 GMT -8
A nondescript military frigate and accompanying probe appears in high orbit over Muunilinst's second Lagrange point and holds position. A number of hails are sent out but are strangely encoded in three year old Imperial scripts. Awaiting further clearance, the small hanger bay aboard prepares to whirl up and open.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 7, 2017 12:35:33 GMT -8
the Imperial scripts captured by orbital security were verified as coding from the recent Galactic Empire and its predecessor, the Dark Tide. The Archives retrieved from Kuat before Operation Exodus still had their uses today. Without further delay, a transmission is returned, granting request for clearance at the Imperial Strategic Command in Harnaidan.
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Post by The Major on Jul 8, 2017 13:59:40 GMT -8
Usually, quick communication and movement involving military vessels would connotate some sort of ongoing operation. The probe accompanying the vessel warps back into space, outbound towards the Expansion Region. Meanwhile, the bigger vessel dispatches a swift shuttle. The shuttle itself, an outdated imperial design, follows the directions of the communique and meanders down to the planet surface -down to a collection of brighter lights centered around thousands of private and government spacecraft.
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Post by Mitth'rae'leios on Jul 18, 2017 17:30:45 GMT -8
The drop from hyperspace was as crisp as it was abrupt, the moderate sized Turbulant-class Destroyer coming to a clean stop just within range of the High Port's scanners. It was a planet he had not visited in many a decade, yet a sight to behold none the less. With a slow breath, the Chiss stared out over the planet below the view port of the Warrior. Hands clasped behind his back, gait stiff and calculating, he peered down upon the world below with a look in his eye suggesting only one thing: Investigation.
While it had occurred to him that the First Order were a force to be reckoned with, it had not yet come to the forefront of his mind to throw in his dice with their ranks. However, in light of Sinistrus disappearance and reckless abandonment of his duties, the First Order held it's merit. Barely comparable to the rogue, and potentially imbecilic, Matango he admired inwardly their display of power across the systems.
Order where there was none.
"Lieutenant, establish communication with the Port,"his voice was low, but pitched enough to be heard across the minute bustle of the command deck. "It is best we waste no more time idling."
With little but a glance needed for the officer to respond, the man dropped into the control deck of the bridge and opened up the best link to the surface as his communications officer was capable.
"This is former Honoghr Command Fleet Admiral and Private Enterprise Tactical Officer Thrael, requesting an audience with First Order high command," he breathed before pausing and assessing his approach. "Formal request to land and meet with appropriate attending measures?"
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 18, 2017 17:40:38 GMT -8
The appearance of a Turbulent-class Star Destroyer still created a commotion. Planetary and orbital defenses came online as wings were scrambled from surface hangers to prepare for anything. Pilots stood on standby, their starfighter's engines hot and ready to launch. Gunnery crews were also on standby, as a transmission was sent to the Imperial Planetary Security. From High Port, the transmission was read and records were analysed. Not much was known of the L'ange Noire, although the planet of Honoghr was indeed known to them.
For a moment, things seemed ready to become more aggressive, then various detections went off as planetary and orbital defenses went offline. A transmission was sent in reply to Thrael aboard the Warrior.
This is Imperial Planetary Security to Fleet Admiral Thrael. Your request has been granted. You are permitted to land, with only a squad of soldiers, at Imperial Strategic Command at Harnaidan. Once you have landed, security of your person will be taken over by ISC security teams. From the landing pad, you will be escorted to the Office of the Supreme Commander. We ask that you adhere to all local and Imperial law.
The transmission was cut afterwards.
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Post by Mitth'rae'leios on Jul 18, 2017 17:54:08 GMT -8
An almost eerie smile crossed the Chiss' lips as the return transmission was received. His gait taking one of relaxed but dignified composure as he stepped forward and turned to the standing at ready officer. Hands still kept behind him as he turned and walked past the attending command operative, Thrael moved to walk with a small group of soldiers and two particular individuals of independent garb.
"But of course, customs must be adhered," the Chiss trailed off into his final words to the comms before disappearing to the elevator to the docking deck. His personal shuttle was waiting and he would not keep his host waiting longer than was absolutely necessary. Not long after his departure a Lambda-class shuttle could be seen departing towards the world's surface.
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Post by Darth Heritor on Jul 30, 2017 11:18:18 GMT -8
**Deep in the bowels of his flagship, Darth Heritor bathed in the currents of the Dark Side. He fed on the raw emotions of the ship's crew, harnessing the torrents of energy to power his Sith Meditation. Outside, the ship reverted to realspace in the Muunilinst system. Immediately, he began to feel the distant emotions of millions of different beings. Heritor continued his meditation as his servants took care of the duties of commanding the ship.
Lord Phaeron was on the bridge of Bogan, the flagship of Heritor's battle fleet, which had come to Muunilinst to seek out the First Order. He contacted Muunilinst.**
This is the Sith vessel Bogan calling the First Order. We have come to join you.
**The imposing black wedge shape of the Resurgent-class Battlecruiser continued on course toward Muunilinst**
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 30, 2017 17:39:05 GMT -8
Imperial Plantery Security and High Command began examining the vessel in question. Its IFF was unknown to the roster of the First Order, despite Resurgent-class vessels being exclusive to their fleet. After running messages with Imperial Strategic Command, an answer was given and a message sent back.
Sith vessel 'Bogan,' this is Imperial Planetary Security. You have been cleared for landing at the Imperial Strategic Command at Harnaidan to meet with the Supreme Commander himself. You are allowed only a squad for personal security. Upon arrival, security for the ISC will take over and lead you to the suite.
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Post by Darth Heritor on Jul 31, 2017 1:20:34 GMT -8
**Aboard Bogan, the Lord Phaeron considered several responses before simply replying with an acknowledgement. He then felt for his Master's presence and with a light Force touch conveyed the confirmation that the First Order were ready to recieve him. Heritor ended his meditation and boarded a shuttle along with an honour guard of Stormtroopers. The shuttle headed directly for the planetary capital of Harnaidan, leaving the Bogan in orbit.**
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Aug 4, 2017 16:16:50 GMT -8
The small fleet of warships exited Hyperspace and headed towards Muunilist. The impressive battle group was composed of 2 larger ships, along with several smaller ones. The lead ship, the Avenger, began to pull ahead as the rest of the group stopped a reasonable distance from the numerous First Order vessels.
Aboard the Avenger, preparations were being made to launch the X-70B prototype. As maintenance droids trundled about, Chiss officers on the bridge prepared for battle, in case the First Order attacked. The commander then strode down to his shuttle, and walked inside. The communications officer then hailed the nearest First Order vessel.
"Hello, whoever this is on the other end. We wish to secure a landing spot in the First Order military compound, and speak with your leader. We have already made contact with him."
The cloaked prototype then was launched from the hangar.
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