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Post by Crystal Spire on Jun 17, 2021 18:07:55 GMT -8
Darth Strife:
The sith felt his anger grow, the dark side filled him and then overflowed. He barely kept his rage in check as he brought the ship down towards Tatooine and directed it towards Mos Espa. Now Crystal would feel the wrath of her betrayal.
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Post by Epona Dubh on Jul 31, 2021 21:26:03 GMT -8
A ship slipped into the planets orbit and made a b line for the planet
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 8, 2021 16:34:43 GMT -8
The darkness that surrounded the planet was ever so slightly shaken as a ship slipped in off the hyperspace lane. A Skyspray 31-class patrol and attack craft ship moved across orbit heading for the planet. Aboard Gid in the pilot's seat manning the vessel. Her sister Alem relentlessly wiggled in the seat beside with Shakk toying with weapons behind them. They passed by two of the three moons of the planet, Ghomrassen, Guermessa , with her other, Chehenini, hours away. They ripped across orbit and disappeared into the atmosphere of Tatoonie
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 10, 2021 20:18:59 GMT -8
A Firespray 31-class patrol and attack craft entered orbit from the surface. The ship quietly crossed space and made the jump to hyperspace
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 12, 2021 11:35:56 GMT -8
A Firespray 31-class patrol and attack craft, The Hand Maid Tail, entered space from the surface. Sitting in the helm Gid steered the beast, crossing through space at a speed that would have made Mario Andretti proud. And in no time flat she made the leap into hyperspace. Her sisters sat quietly
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 14, 2021 15:48:24 GMT -8
A small ship rose up into orbit from the surface. Quickly passing through orbit the vessel passed by several moons. Luckily for you kind reader we're not on a sightseeing trip. The ship crossed orbit quite easily and made the jump to hyperspace
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 27, 2021 22:10:10 GMT -8
A Firespray-31-class interceptor popped into Tatoonie orbit. Meeting no disturbances the vessel made way for the planet
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 28, 2021 17:38:41 GMT -8
Into Tatoonine orbit broke a ship from the surface. A Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft with three three Twi'leck girls onboard -Shakk- "Gid?" Her sister followed -Alem- "Bit cold in here." The pilot, that being Gid, responded -Gid- "Ok. Let's get this clear 1 . I have a gun sitting right here on the dash and 2. I summarily executed both of you if you don't shut up - understand?" -Alem and Shakk- "He's Gid." In reality both were pleased to have the status quo restored. The ship crossed orbit quite swiftly and made a jump from the system
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 16, 2021 20:19:29 GMT -8
Rolling in from hyperspace Three Twi'leck, and of course the Firespray-31-class interceptor they were currently riding, went ripping across the planet orbit. Shakk began to speak but seeing Gid's hand rest on the hatchet at the mere sound of her voice, the blue Twi'leck muffled the question. Alem, Past asking questions, sat contemplating about whether or not she should disarm Gid. Then pound her. Not to kill. Oh no. She only intended to maim Meanwhile, sitting at the helm, Gid brought the vessel through orbit. Strange planet Tatooine. So Gid thought. Thinking more she didn't change that opinion but she had to admit that all planets were as such, just in different ways. But she'd come to that very conclusion before Pulling herself from the internal argument, the girl realized that they were breaking the atmosphere of the planet. Strictly in terms of air traffic Tatooine was a dream. Open skys. Wonderful lighting. And off Her mind pulled her again as they went passing into
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 17, 2021 20:23:02 GMT -8
Bombing into orbit from the surface below a Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft went zipping through space with urgency. Nearing the exit Gid announced triumphantly -Gid- "Circaa sha brila!" And with that they made the celebrated jump into
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Post by Nem Yin on Oct 2, 2021 5:27:45 GMT -8
Above Tatooine, outside the naturally formed gravity well of the planet, a small yorik-et emerged from darkspace. Usually the small fighter craft were not able to generate enough speed to enter the treacherous corridors of the extra-dimensional realm, but this particular craft had been modified with an additional two dovin basals, allowing it make a small number of jumps. It was barely perceptible, for Yuuzhan Vong ships didn't typically have transponder codes or electronic signatures. It was simply another ball of rock in the sky, barely a grain of sand in a vast sea of such things.
Within the cockpit of the tiny craft was a not-so-tiny individual. Xarl of Domain Lah, Subaltern of the Warrior Caste, member of the Praetorite Vong. The warrior was connected to ship through the symbiotic cognition throne he was seated in, which allowed the warrior to link his mind with the ship's own brain. He saw what it saw, felt what it felt, and for the brief time they were connected he actually began to accept that he and it were one. Duty overrode sensation, unfortunately, and he found himself reviewing the blaze bug readout of the planet.
It had been many years but Xarl had been here before. Last time he was on Tatooine he had crash landed and only survived thanks to the hospitality of the R'Crurak tribe of Sand People. Of course he had earned his keep, having helped them repel an attack by a rival tribe. Sometimes when he closed his mqaaq'it ocular implants he could still remember the fierce combat that had taken place underneath the harsh light of two suns. So it was that he had received special permission from the Executor to return.
As the planet's gravity began to pull the tiny ship into orbit, Xarl manipulated the dovin basals to gently drop the yorik-et into the atmosphere, streaking towards the vast expanse of a sea of sand.
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Post by Demona Vilebride on Jan 3, 2022 11:20:49 GMT -8
Outside the naturally formed gravity well of the planet, a CR90 corvette emerged from the spiraling blue bands of hyperspace as it decelerated from lightspeed travel, slowing to a crawl as it entered Tatooine's orbit. The ship bared some recent battle scars, but appeared more or less operational. The transponder code identified the ship as the 'Wraith's Wale', newly christened by the cutthroats that had taken her in battle. On the bridge, Demona Vilebride studied the main viewport from her command chair, pale eyes observing the sandy orb in front of them with unique interest.
On a scale of galactic importance, Tatooine was near the bottom, at least after the death of Jabba the Hutt near the end of the Galactic Civil War. Since then it hadn't played much of an important part in anything, though it was still known to host criminals and the malcontents, an unsavory hive of scum and villainy. Perfectly suited for a little fun.
<< You should have killed Glixus for questioning you. >>
The amulet concealed beneath her shirt heated against her pale flesh, positioned between her bosom as it was. She could feel it vibrate as the entity it contained spoke to her, invoking dark emotions and a desire to spill blood. She scowled and spoke aloud, ignoring the looks the rest of the crew gave her as she appeared to be speaking to herself. "If I listened to you, there wouldn't be any crew left to man the ship, but thanks for the advice." She ignored the follow up curses that followed as the malevolent spirit contained within the golden broach raged against its restraints. Denying it brought her a twisted sort of satisfaction. She dug her fingernails into the arm rests of her chair and then pushed herself out of the seat, strolling to the helm control where another umbaran of the horde looked up at her with the same colourless eyes they all shared.
Well, might as well get on with it then.
"Set a course for the desert. We'll need some parts to repair this old girl with and I know just who to get them from."
Starting at the corners, her lips twisted upwards into a knowing smirk. She ran her pointed fingernails over the pilot's smooth shorn head and walked back towards her seat, already feeling the rumble throughout the deck plates under her feet as the corvette entered the planet's atmosphere and headed towards the surface.
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Post by Kian Ti on Jan 11, 2022 4:45:59 GMT -8
The silence over Tatooine was broken by a Lictor-Class Dungeon ship, accompanied by two Nebulon-B escort frigates and four Mobquet Gunships. Nowadays the Varn was a rare guest within the orbit of the lawless desert planet, that was still harbouring some ties to the Hutt Space, yet the return of the small pirate fleet towards the desert world most likely heralded new opportunities that would be found.
While maintaining it's stance, a single squadron of Rogue-class starfighters, accompanying a Givivex-class starfighter was making it's way to the surface, their destination unknown. The four Mobquet transports followed silently after them, either coming to deliver cargo or perhaps for taking it.
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Post by Crystal Spire on Mar 18, 2022 19:30:08 GMT -8
'Shade' left the orbit of Tatooine, headed towards open space. Once far enough from the planet, it entered hyperspace and vanished quickly.
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Post by Scar on Aug 17, 2022 17:40:06 GMT -8
@asichi Ami-Lee WestarSakina NjeriMetis DaruBloodrage PiratesNecessary arrangements were made on the surface, at Mos Espa, within the luxuries, as one would call it, at Louie's Tavern. The Fortunate Sun was brought into orbit for necessary refueling, resupply, and to take on some new clients and merchandise, naturally. It's known presence as a mobile shadowport certainly garnered popularity across these parts of the Outer Rim where they were far from the laws of the renewed Empire and without the once strong focus that was the Blackguard Imperium. With the arrangements made to ensure a good shipment to a rich Imperial client, along with due payments, those who joined were granted nice rooms upon the Core Ship, the central ball of metal and electronics, that served as the headquarters for the Jinn Cabal and her favored allies and friends. With a vast capacity of 60,000 passengers, it had been turned into quite the luxurious centerpiece of wealth for the Cabal.
Their needs were seen to the letter and advanced payments were given, as agreed. Scar was seen minimally, at this time, but was namely because of his focus on the operation and ensuring necessary contacts were made. There was an issue with both, unfortunately, as it seemed violent activity was happening at Ryloth which would complicate the gaining of the Ryll. He'd have to dig up some contacts to see to it. Glitterstim, aka Spice, might be easier to gain, but they'd need a decent portion to make the necessary product for the client. A lot needed to be arranged and setup to protect their interests, the individuals who signed up, and see to it that nothing could come back on them. |
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Post by Sakina Njeri on Aug 17, 2022 20:36:49 GMT -8
Sakina, once being shown to her quarters aboard the Fortunate Sun, far more lush than she is used to when signing on with smuggling crews, lays back languidly on the plush bed and takes the bottle of Sweetblossom extract from the side pocket of her well worn, sand hued softshell jacket and looks at it as she begins the familiar debate of whether or not to indulge in her vice and, if so, how many drops to allow herself since she is technically on the clock for her latest employer even though all indications suggest that there will be some time needed for Scar to do a bit of groundwork before she or her shipmates will be needed. Two drops are usually what Sakina allows herself when there is even the remote possibility that she would need to do anything other than lounge around enjoying the effects of the extract, and she could always take a stimshot from her pack to counter the effects of the Sweetblossom should her belief that her services would not be required prove unfounded, but she is not in the habit of allowing her vice to impair her abilities to perform while she is on a job, and so sighs as she resigns herself to the fact that truly indulging in her addiction will need to wait until after her work with Scar has been completed. One drop, Sakina tells herself as she idly tosses the small bottle of milky hued liquid from one hand to the other, would not impair her much at all given the tolerance she has built up, and would afford her some degree of the comfortably numbed state the extract brings to her. Pursing her lips as she absently reaches a hand beneath her tactical scarf and toys idly with the figurine hanging from the double stranded silver necklace she always wears while considering breaking her rule about indulging in her habit while on the job, Sakina tells herself again that she is not likely to be needed for anything anytime soon, and has a bag of chocolate covered caf beans that she could dip into if she were unexpectedly called upon to do something more involved than laying in bed.
Groaning as she ultimately returns the bottle to her pocket, her need to believe she has control over her addiction because she follows her self-imposed rules stronger than the Sweetblossom's siren call for the moment, Sakina gets up from the bed and, deciding it might be wise to make the bottle less accessible, puts it into one of the compartments of her combat medic bag before returning to her bed and laying back down and putting her earbuds in to listen to some symphony orchestra music, a habit she only recently acquired while on Zeltros, and which she has found relaxing.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2022 9:23:43 GMT -8
Lenoka had spent the better part of the day upon her arrival to the Forunate Sun. First had been meeting up with the commander of her fifth division, Draven Heart, who also ran his own bar and transporting business on the Sun. After that was a quick visit to Hadur Industries representative that resided there to check up on the ship project that would finally finish off her fleet. That interaction had proved fruitful as her new Viduus-class Assault Cruiser was finishing the last touches and would be ready and delivered within the next few days at most. SHe also put in an order for a new personal transport so that she wasn't always taking her second in command and third division commander, Zec Gellii away from his duties. All that was left was to await Scar's return.
Relaxing within her personal chambers within the central sphere, alerts went out that they would soon be making an emergency jump to hyperspace. It was curious since there were also no alarms regarding the arrival of an enemy. As such, she could only surmise that whatever this jump was for, they would be joining up with Scar soon enough. Standing to her feet, she set her gaze out to the arms of the shadowport, watching the few dots of vessels that existed outside cleared the way to let the shadowport make its jump first, the rest following to the location that would become their destination. Before long, her eyes were met with the swirl of hyperspace as she turned away with a smirk. Grabbing her jacket and the case intended for the Cathar, she departed for the hangars, once more sending a message regarding her request to see him.
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Post by Ami-Lee Westar on Aug 22, 2022 19:29:09 GMT -8
[ Ami-Lee Westar | Temporary Quarters | Residential Deck | Fortunate Sun ] Attn: Scar, @asichi, Sakina Njeri, Metis Daru & Bloodrage Pirates As she had her own ship, Millie piloted her vessel, The Gold Standard, up to the given coordinates. She had arched an eyebrow at the sight of the Fortunate Sun. Droid Control ships were huge, and used to be commonplace, during the Clone Wars and before that. That was a long time ago, of course, so she was fairly impressed that there was one in such good condition and in operation.
Given that it was likely to be run mostly by droids, Millie reckoned that made things easier for her associates. They had accommodations aboard the vessel.
Once she'd boarded and disembarked, she followed the guide and skipped the majority tour for the time being, and left BB-Drunk on her own ship. The last thing she needed was the faulty droid tripping everyone up and causing an incident before she'd even started really getting to know the people she'd be working with.
Alone in her temporary quarters, the woman examined the place thoughtfully. She suspected she'd be under surveilance while here. Acting on the assumption that she was monitored at all times, she made a point of removing her hat and putting the duster on the back of a chair before sitting on the edge of the bed while she awaited the next meeting.
Not for the first time, she wondered how and why she ended up here.
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Aug 25, 2022 10:49:41 GMT -8
The Cutlass shoots out of the atmosphere at full speed, which was quite a pace for a cruiser this size. The entire rear section was made of engines, glowing almost as bright as the two suns in the system. As soon as possible, the cruiser disappeared into hyperspace, destined for parts unknown.
Attn: Scar , @asichi , Sakina Njeri , Metis Daru & Ami-Lee Westar
Shortly after the departure of the Cutlass, a Gozanti-class cruiser dropped out of hyperspace, carrying 2 TIE fighters under her belly. The Murderer, a very subtle name, was commanded by Vaulkhar, one of Arkan's trusted Executioners. He was almost always assigned as liaison to the most important partner of the Bloodrage Pirates, something that very few people outside the pirates knew. He had been on assignment with the First Order until recently, when they outlawed slavery it was a big blow for Arkan's cash flow. However, here he was on approach to the Fortunate Son, the Lucrehulk-based shadow port that he hoped would be lucrative, for his own sake.
As the Murderer approached the Lucrehulk, Vaulkhar transmitted the access codes that Arkan had previously acquired from the operator. These codes identified his ship as a pirate ship and Vaulkhar also transmitted a message to the bridge of the vessel. The message was for the owner or his designated representative, a business opportunity involving a large quantity of spice. Vaulkhar hoped to be able to offload a shipment to someone on the ship, someone with pockets deep enough to afford the pirate's price.
Just before entering the large and ominous looking hanger bays the two TIE fighters disengaged from the Murderer. They must land separately due to the underslung nature of their docking tubes. This prevented the ship from landing with anything docked under the ship. Vaulkhar despised this design flaw in the ship he had been given. However the ship was very capable in most other regards so he put up with this inconvenience. Maybe, if he could secure a good enough price, he could get himself a different ship. He could even try and get a better ship as a sort of finders fee out of the deal, either way he wanted a different ship.
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Post by Scar on Aug 30, 2022 21:05:18 GMT -8
@asichi Ami-Lee Westar Sakina Njeri Metis Daru Bloodrage Pirates When 'the Murderer' was permitted to land at a designated hangar bay, the codes and message gave Vaulkhar was given the opportunity to land at one such spot within the Core ship itself. Certain codes allowed the privilege, respected, and partners of the Jinn Cabal to land there. Persons such as Metis Daru, Lenoka Asichi, and, more recently, the representatives of the Bloodrage Pirates. Although Scar was busy, a representative of the Cabal was waiting presently for Vaulkhar when he landed. How strange that the stars aligned in such a way, considering Scar needed the spice and, somehow, this ship had exactly what he needed. As such, his best man was put to the job.
The Muun, known as Nal Card, was well versed in diplomacy and had good connections with the Underworld. Before joining the Cabal, he helped ensure runs of all kinds of materials throughout various pirate hyperlanes and into the hands of the intended destinations. Such a versatile individual served Scar well. Nal Card, present with a squad of Jinn troops, stood ready to welcome Vaulkhar. He bows to the individual upon disembarking.=Nal Card= Welllllcome, Vaulkhar of the Bloodrage Pirates, to the privileged space and attention of the Jinn Cabal. My master, Scar, extends a personal greeting and offers the lavish hospitality of the Core Ship to you and your crew. If possible, we would like you to bring a sample of what you have in store. We can negotiate and discuss in a conferencve room.He turns and gestures to the doorway, leading into the interior of the Core Ship. |
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