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  1. GrandAdmiralJello Moderator Communitatis Litterarumque

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    Emperor?s Audience Chamber, Imperial Palace ? Imperial Center

    Galactic Emperor Iaius Augustus Jello


    The Emperor was surprised to see the admiral speak out of turn. This one apparently had issues with following orders, and to repeatedly so do was unforgiveable. It was not simply a matter of staying in one's place--though that too was a concern--but the Empire could ill-afford such recklessness in its officers.

    "Thank you, chief inspector. Our predecessor had a particularly ingenious method of dealing with trouble of this sort. When one of his servants failed to carry out a task, but still proved useful, he would use the servant's shortcomings as an asset. Our late father the Emperor was brilliant beyond all mortal comprehension, but not always in a grandiose sense: he was deeply pragmatic, turning obstacles into levers."

    The Emperor was still looking at the Intelligence agent, but he now turned towards the admiral. The two were of the same height, he reflected, a bit shorter than the Emperor himself. Good. This was appropriate.

    "It seems that you're quite audacious, Sythan"--his tone made it clear that this was not a compliment--"so it behooves us to make the best use of your traits. If, as the chief inspector suggests, you are a man of character, then you will have proven of great use to the Empire. If you have failed in a situation ideal for your strongest trait, then you will have confirmed that you are nothing but a troublemaker. To that end, I am reassigning you to a Victory-class Star Destroyer. The ship will be faster than your current vessel; your task will be to squirrel into places that you do not belong and to snoop on them. Since it is likely that the Sith will discover you, a fast hyperdrive is needed to make an escape; do not engage the Sith under any circumstances. You may be reckless yourself, but we will not have the lives of Imperial soldiers wasted on some foolhardy crusade. You may perhaps be wondering what an admiral is doing commanding such a vessel; you're right. You will have to take a reduction in rank, so as not to harm the dignity of the admiralty; the Navy does get so touchy about that sort of thing."


    TAG: PoT, Varanii
  2. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

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    GM OOC: A post pushing ahead the Alliance plotline, with some shuffling and assuming to get things going. Sarge, your character can be introduced now.

    IC: Lorelei Kya, Aboard the Doneeta, Mon Calamari orbit, Conference Room 8


    I want 500,000 Credits. If I'm going to fight your war for you, your going to make it worth my while. This deal goes well, perhaps more Mandos will come next time. What do you say, Captain?

    Lorelei almost had a heart attack at that sum. No one man was worth that, surely? The Jedi Knight sidled up behind the Captain, who had produced a datapad she'd never seen before. Lorelei leaned forward to speak into the Nimbanel's ear, as a military officer would, spying the screen of the datapad.

    Tokins turned his head, slightly, as if he was listening to her, obscuring the screen. It didn't make a difference, as Lorelei had already read the aurebesh; it was Supreme Commander Meer's personal account - his retirement funds. There was a million credits in there, and Tokins was inside it!

    Lorelei, knowing she had to speak, said something that Nakir Tal'Orar would be able to pick up with the sensors undoubtedly hid in that helmet. "The others are on their way, Captain, and Shard has reported to the Guardian - but Karrde's program held." Lorelei put a steel into her tone which she doubted would be interpreted by any soft logic program that could be stored in a helmet, but Sark Tokins ignored it.

    "Thank you, Commander," said Tokin's, moving away as he tapped. "Nakir, I'll agree to this on one condition - I'll pay you half now, and half later. The Alliance may need you, but not enough to be stupid. An account number, if you please?"

    It was then that the others arrived, and Lorelei went from conspirator to host and commanding officer. She stood up, taller, and moved to speak to the others. Doan Ro and Fedar Sen, both Jedi, one a Master. Lorelei managed not to feel concerned, keeping her feelings under control as the two exchanges pleasantaries, herself joining in. She commented neutrally on Leia, focusing more on not revealing that Sark and herself were upto something.

    "Anyway, may I inquire as to the nature of this meeting, I admit I wasn't formally invited, but I wouldn't mind offering any aid I might."

    Sark was finished with the Mandalorian then, and answered for her. "We have a mission from the Supreme Commander, my friends, which requires Jedi and Mandalorian talents." The short Nimbanel indicated the seats at the table, and took a position near the head. Lorelei moved to sit near him, and noticed him type something extra into the Meer hologram subroutine which was currently engaged with Wil Shard, before closing the program down.

    Lorelei raised an eyebrow, but Sark plowed on, dimming the lights and activating the holoprojector, showing a distinctly potato shaped planet - there was no other way to describe it - which was rapidly identified.

    "This is Kessel. An Imperial bastion until the Battle of Endor, when it became associated with a coalition under smuggling kingpin Moruth Doole, and a member of the Central Committee of Grand Moffs which recently split the Empire in two politically, before the Glove of Vader crisis. Now it's controlled by Doole and Hutt Space, who use the prisoners of the Empire that remain to mine spice. The Alliance has some of it's greatest minds within the Kessel mines, and we've been tasked to recapture them, without irritating the Hutt's too grievously - who refuse to hand them over."

    "We have been assigned an armed medical frigate Savior and the Doneeta, and of course your fighter squadron and the Jedi have been assigned. Command has chosen to take on Nakir-" at this Captain Tokins indicated the Mandalorian "- to give us some added muscle on the ground. Our mission is to engage the defences, neutralising them preferably, and extract our people. Phase one will include engaging the defences, and then phase two landing the
  3. chanbill5390 Jedi Grand Master

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    OOC: Fedar isn't a Jedi, at least not yet, Doan is a Jedi.

    IC: Doan Ro/Fedar Sen

    "I must say an alliance with the Mandalorians is something the Jedi of the Old Republic would have barely considered, though in retrospect perhaps it would have been more prudent. I doubt the Emperor would have been capable of taking on both the force of the Jedi Order, and the sheer might and power of the Mandalors, I must say I have seen no equal to a Mandalorian warrior." Doan said his eyes trailing over to the single Mandalorian in the room. "I do truly regret the actions of the Jedi against the Mandalorians, they would have made great allies during the Clone Wars." he added looking over to Fedar and bowing his head slightly.

    "I agree, the Mandalorians would have made the perfect commando unit, unfortunately the Jedi were manipulated along with the rest of the galaxy. Call it a conspiracy theory, but I think the Jedi were set up to fight the Mandalorians, to weed out the stronger amongst them, especially the one they used for the Clone template." Fedar said. "What was his name...Jango Fett I think. Good warrior, but to be honest, on the wrong side of the war." Fedar said. He had remembered bits and pieces of news reports, and a few snippets of conversations between the Jedi he had known back in the day. "Anyway we got off subject. I think I remember something about the Hapes Consortium being mentioned in the message I got for the meeting, are they coming, are they joining the Alliance. I must say that would be both surprising and remarkable, from what rumors I've heard about Hapan tech, the addition of their forces could easily hamper any Imperial manifestations." he said looking now at Lorelei.

    TAG: Sinrebirth
  4. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

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    IC: Dark Lady Lumiya, aboard the ISD Behemoth


    ?This is Grand Admiral Duflin. Stand down and identify yourself. If you fail to comply I will be forced to open fire. By what right do you deserve access to Imperial Centre, let alone an escort to the center of the Empire? What kind of business would you need to take care of there??

    The Grand Admiral was almost amusing in his response. Lumiya leaned forward in the throne, towards the holoprojector. "Well obviously, the Sith fleets between here and Coruscant were far too numerous for a single ISD to dare make the journey. Even now, I imagine the Sith forces are numerous. However, my credentials speak for themselves."

    Lumiya lightly prodded the Grand Admiral with the Force, attempting to make him less suspicious, and once again found herself wishing she hadn't turned her crew into mindless dark side slaves and instead had cultivated their Force sensitivity to give her a boost. It was difficult to keep the strain from her face, and so she masked the strain by continuing, a heartbeat having passed, and her facade of etiquette and Imperial disdain for the military returned.

    "I believe the phrases were Hapspir, Barrini, Corbolan, Triaxis. I also believe the Emperor will want to speak to me. In-fact, I imagine he would be rather unpleasant if you destroyed me now." Lumiya sat back in her throne. "You may refer to me as the Emperor's Hand, and I have information he shall require."



    TAG: Thok
  5. Senator_Varanii Jedi Knight

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    IC:Sythan
    Imperial Palace, Imperial Center


    Sythan didnt balk or waver in the face of this, he was alive, and he at least had a command, he would prove himself if it killed him, as for the demotion, it sometimes came with the territory, he simply bowed, grateful to be alive and with a command.

    He waited to be dismissed.

    TAG: PoT, Jello
  6. Mister_Master Force Ghost

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    IC: Thryta

    Thryta kept his eyes on all the doors, trying to locate the room they were supposed to be at. "I hope that we can get there pretty quickly."

    Thryta sensed that Bilt was concerned about being late. "Don't worry about being late. Your with a Zabrak, and we are never late. Everyone else is just early." He said with a chuckle. Thryta looked down a hall, and watched as an important looking man tuned and walked into a room. "I think it might be down there." He pointed down the hall. "I think I saw an Admiral walk into the room labeled meeting room... some number. I think its 8."

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  7. Sarge221 Force Ghost

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    Sep 9, 2006
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    IC: Captain Tolin Corbec
    Mon Calamari Orbit, The Savior, Hangar


    He supposed that he shouldn't have been surprised, he knew that this turn of events may come about. However, Tolin couldn't help but feel annoyed, even a tad bit of anger when he had been given the order. Once his patients had been taken from the medical frigate and transferred on-planet to the medical facilities there with the frigate itself resupplied, he had gotten new orders for a new mission...and to transfer command of his frigate.

    It was true that Tolin couldn't fully expect that such an event wouldn't happen. While he had spent years commanding the Savior, working as support in the fleet but also having taken a combat role as well when it was necessary, he had started out as a doctor. Still...he had participated at Endor damn it, the battle that saw the destruction of the brother battle station of the one that destroyed his home world. He supposed, however, that while having survived the trap may've put a star on his record, his continued command probably had to do with the casualties that they had suffered at Endor as well. With the second Death Star having obliterated capital ships left and right like the medical frigate Redemption and the Mon Calamari Cruiser Liberty before the slugging match that found the ships of the Rebel and Imperial fleets firing upon each other at point blank range, their supply of experienced officers had a chunk taken out of it.

    The Alliance had long since replenished their losses over the years, newly-built Academies producing newly-trained officers to command the newly-built ships from newly-built ship yards...replacing the old with the new. Standing within the hangar of his ship, Tolin eased the fists that he hadn't noticed his hands having formed. Habit made Tolin start to reach into his laser scalpel in his pocket to just fiddle with it, but stopped as he considered that action to be no good in the face of the new officer. Finally, the captain just placed his hands behind his back as he waited for the shuttle that was to be landing soon with his ship's new captain.

    Though he had been ordered to step aside for this mission, Tolin wasn't going to simply give up all of his responsibilities. The new captain can take command of this mission, but Corbec was going to be right there on the bridge with him. Just because the new captain was calling the shots for this mission didn't mean that Tolin was just going to let him do whatever he wanted and possibly endanger his crew.

    He just hoped that this reassignment wasn't going to be permanent as he was fearing it was going to be.

    TAG: Sinrebirth, PoT (ready to receive new crew member)

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    IC: Sergeant Jaden Kevlin
    Byss Surface, Regimental Command


    The prisoner, thankfully, hadn't awoken during the trip, though Jaden wasn't too surprise. Afterall, the man was hit with multiple stun bolts so him being out for a long while wasn't too surprising. He was afraid that the stun bolts may've been too much though, and he had checked the prisoner's pulse at least once during the ride to make sure that he did indeed live. He was still in the land of the living for now, and at the moment Jaden would be happy if he stayed that way if only until he was dropped into his holding cell.

    Finally, they made it to one of the prefabricated bases that was used by Regimental Command. Jaden had been inside a prefabricated base a couple times during his service, but he still found it as impressive as he did when he first saw one years ago. To help shore up the order that the Empire had over its citizens, there were these symbols of power that, even today, Jaden was a bit in awe of. The prefabricated bases for one, the massive AT-AT walkers, the legions of Stormtroopers, and of course the Star Destroyers. When one saw these examples of power like Jaden had, how could they not feel confident about the order and power that the Empire possessed that allowed it to rule? How could anyone question
  8. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    IC: Bik Grohen
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    "Regimental Command, this is Sergeant Kevlin. We have arrived with the prisoner and are requesting orders for after we drop him off. Are we to rejoin the battle?"

    Prisoner? Bik wondered, his consciousness slowly returning, Where am I? What happened?

    He opened his eyes. His vision was still hazy, probably a side effect of the stun weapons. Wait, stun weapons? When had that happened?

    He glanced up and noticed he was being dragged by a couple of men in white armor. Storm troopers.

    It all came rushing back: The invasion, his stupid strategical maneuver, the whole rotten affair. In short, he had screwed up. Big time.

    His vision still hazy, he attempted to break free. To no avail, it seemed he was in handcuffs. And what's more, his weapons were gone. He was certainly in a holding area of some sort. And he was being dragged around like a Hutt's tail. This entire situation was making him rather irritable, to put it far more mildly than it actually was. He let out a slight snarl, a maddened look in his eyes. Like he could kill someone.

    "Oy!" he called out, "Could you stop dragging me? Please? It's getting old, fast." He suppressed a smirk. That was it. Get their attention, get them to let him back on his feet, and then...

    Well, and then the fun began.

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  9. Protege-of-Thrawn Manager Emeritus

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    IC as Wil Shard, en route from the Guardian to the Savior, Mon Calamari system

    He sat pensively on the return shuttle as he was ferried from the Guardian, still deep in thought about the exchange he'd just experienced.

    Rumour abounded amongst the fleet that the Supreme Commander was at best terse and at times outright dismissive of other officers...but the sort of schizoid gear shift Wil had just observed? It troubled him, and gave him plenty of food for thought about the poly-system alliance against the established government whom he'd just thrown his lot in with.

    He'd managed to stammer out an acknowledgement of both his command and his orders and even assembled a crisp enough salute for the Supreme Commander, but the Quarren had barely reacted to either, dismimssing Shard as if by rote.

    It wasn't the experience he'd been prepared for at the Academy back in the Corporate Sector, but then again, this was a very different military. All relativism aside however, one thing was for certain: the Quarren was no Ackbar.

    The hull of the Savior swelled in his viewport, and he took a moment for one final inspection of his uniform and general appearance prior to touching down.

    He felt the warning regarding Corbec reverberate around in the back of his mind as he rubbed some color back into his flesh and attempted to look as invigorated as some cold water splashed around the face would allow. Reaching for the hand towel he run through ship schematics, performance specs and weapon capabilities in his head, trying to get an instinctive feel for the ship he'd be commanding arise organically in his mind.

    It'd be a long-cry from the Victory-class Destroyers he'd trained with in the Corporate Sector, but that would be fine. He'd be able to serve as a support ship for the coming Kessel engagement, and hadn't been lying when he spoke to the Supreme Commander. He'd serve in any capacity, and serve with pride and capability.

    The shuttle touched deck, and Shard rose. He thanked the pilot for such a smooth journey, tried to remember his lecturer's diatribe about the "calm serenity of command", wished a cold night of a thousand insect bites on the bastard, and exited the vessel.

    Tolin Corbec stood out like a beacon amongst the activity of the hanger deck. It was both the obvious disquiet the man held about him like a badge of honour, and the assured loyalty focused on him by the crew. Not only would Wil have the problem of a beligerant former commander on his hands, he'd have a crew that might range from untrusting to outright hostile of the changed command situation.

    He kept himself purely military, knowing that by the book was about the only option to play this for the moment. Hearts and Minds could come later. He strode up to within a metre of Corbec, came to attention, and saluted smartly.

    "Captain Wil Shard, reporting to assume command of this vessel.

    I'm sure our orders have raised as many questions in you as they do in I, Captain Corbec, so perhaps we should retire to your ready room after these formalities to discuss such things in more detail."

    TAG: Sarge
  10. Sarge221 Force Ghost

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    IC: Sergeant Jaden Kevlin
    Byss, Regimental Command

    "Oy! Could you stop dragging me? Please? It's getting old, fast."


    Jaden looked back while he waited for a response from Regimental Command to see that their prisoner had woken up. A pity, he was liking the silence and the thought of stunning the man again briefly crossed the veteran's mind. The idea came and went though and instead he looked at the two troopers that dragged the man and nodded his head as a signal which they followed by letting go of their prisoner and letting him drop onto his back onto the ground. He can pick himself up from the ground on his own if he wanted to stand.

    The veteran had fully turned around by now so that he could face their prisoner while the four troopers stood guard around the man, ready to stun him again if he decided to pull something. No doubt the troopers were feeling like Jaden was, highly suspicious and cautious of their prisoner. With his allegiance having already been discovered as part of the Sith, Jaden wondered if this man had any links to the Force and thus able to manipulate the so called "dark side" which made him even more alert. That and, of course, their prisoner having been willing to use a detonator on them during his capture before he was stunned.

    He could try to do something if he wanted to though it was doubtful that he could. He was cuffed, had five stormtroopers standing guard, and then there were the troops that were coming to take the man into custody within Regimental Command. And if he did try to do something, it wasn't like he could escape.

    TAG: darthramza, Thok

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    IC: Captain Tolin Corbec
    Mon Calamari Orbit, The Savior, Hangar

    "Captain Wil Shard, reporting to assume command of this vessel. I'm sure our orders have raised as many questions in you as they do in I, Captain Corbec, so perhaps we should retire to your ready room after these formalities to discuss such things in more detail."


    A twitch of the eye was the only visible response from Corbec at Shard's declaration and he remained still and silent for a moment, letting the silence stretch between them amongst the noises of the working crew of the hangar while he looked over Wil. A young man though taller then Tolin, no doubt in his early twenties by the look of him...a new graduate then from the Academy? Couldn't possibly have much experience in naval warfare. Slowly, stiffly, Tolin finally raised a hand and returned the salute.

    "At ease...Shard," Tolin replied neutrally, though there had been a pause when Tolin tried, and failed, to get the word captain out before Shard. "Yes, a small discussion may be needed before the upcoming mission." He turned around, putting his back to Shard before saying, "Follow me."

    He was silent throughout the journey to his quarters, through the halls that he had walked through countless times throughout his years of command, and hoped that Shard would get the hint and not speak as well.

    The door to his quarters slid open after he punched in the code and Tolin immediately stepped through, heading for the desk within the center of his room and, after motioning for Shard to take a seat in the chair in front, he took his seat behind his desk. Once seated, he opened one of the drawers to his desk and pulled out a datapad which he turned on and brought up Wil Shard's profile.

    "Wil Shard," Tolin began after a moment, his eyes moving from the datapad to Shard. "The same Wil Shard that was born on Belderone and attended in a naval academy once reaching the age of twenty-one to receive training to command a ship of a private fleet?" That was news to Tolin and he didn't know whether to feel encouraged or wary of this. Shard hadn't been trained at one of the Alliance Academies afterall so he may not grasp the tactics that the Alliance-trained officers had studied, yet Tolin was truthfully curious about what the man had been taught there.

    "As of yet, no combat experience?"

    TAG: Protege-of-Thrawn
  11. Thok Force Ghost

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    Mandator-II Class Star Dreadnaught ? Ascension | Byss
    Grand Admiral Randal Duflin



    The Admiral knew that something was trying to affect his mind. He could feel the air around him feel calmer, as if and unknown force was trying to calm him. However, since he was felt aware that it was some sort of outside force that made him feel this way, it had to be none other than this mysterious lady that he was looking at.

    "I believe the phrases were Hapspir, Barrini, Corbolan, Triaxis. I also believe the Emperor will want to speak to me. In-fact, I imagine he would be rather unpleasant if you destroyed me now. You may refer to me as the Emperor's Hand, and I have information he shall require."

    Once hearing that she referred herself as the Emperor?s hand, Duflin decided it was best to play along with her for now. Using his pad, Randal wrote small note for Captain Leeds to begin compiling all the data in the system of known ?Emperor?s Hands? and have it placed in his ready room in 15 minutes. Upon finishing it, he looked back up at Lumiya, and straightened himself in his chair before speaking again.

    ?Very well. The Ascension can offer you escort back to Imperial Centre. Please allow Myself to finish up some planning with the Planetary invasion,. I will need to leave proper plans and pick an officer to remain in command here while the Ascension personally escorts you back to Imperial Centre. Is there anything else you require or would like to speak of??


    Tag: Sinre





    Byss | Surface
    Imperial Regimental Command


    "Regimental Command, this is Sergeant Kevlin. We have arrived with the prisoner and are requesting orders for after we drop him off. Are we to rejoin the battle?"

    ?Sergeant Kevlin, you are requested to bring the prisoner to holding cell 73-A on sublevel 2. Once he has been detained, you will return to the Prisoner?s ship. Once there, attempt to disable any of the ships self defense systems, and prep the ship for pickup for Imperial Intelligence. Once this is finished, you are to return to section 3 for debriefing. We will need details on your capture of the sith insurgent, and of what you?ve found out from the ship. This will be later used for interrogation of the prisoner.?


    Tag: Sarge
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  12. Sarge221 Force Ghost

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    Sep 9, 2006
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    IC: Sergeant Jaden Kevlin
    Byss Surface, Regimental Command

    ?Sergeant Kevlin, you are requested to bring the prisoner to holding cell 73-A on sublevel 2. Once he has been detained, you will return to the Prisoner?s ship. Once there, attempt to disable any of the ships self defense systems, and prep the ship for pickup for Imperial Intelligence. Once this is finished, you are to return to section 3 for debriefing. We will need details on your capture of the sith insurgent, and of what you?ve found out from the ship. This will be later used for interrogation of the prisoner.?


    Jaden felt the usual minor annoyance and disappointment at being assigned watch duties and other errands that involved going to point A to get something and bring it back to point B and then go back to point A, etc. When there was a battle that was going on, he much preferred to be on the field with the rest of the troops. By getting such tasks as these, he felt like he was slacking while his comrades were dying. The fact that he had spent quite some time in a hospital didn't help either...

    And this task involves interrogating an officer and gaining possibly very useful information on the Sith, the ever-authoritative part of him spoke out. Quit whining and do your job!

    "Affirmative Command," Jaden replied and turned to look down at their prisoner. "Let's go."

    Turning his back to them, the veteran started walking again, to go within the prefabricated base and drop their prisoner off into the holding cell. Whether their prisoner decided to walk on his own feet or be dragged again was his choice, but there was only seconds before his troopers decided to just chuck the prisoner's complaints out the door and continue to drag the man behind them whether he liked it or not all the way to the holding cell.

    TAG: darthramza
  13. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    IC: Bik Grohen
    Imperial Holding Cells

    Bik cursed his inability to take advantage of the situation. He was, to put it simply, outnumbered, outgunned, and his hands were cuffed. Any action he took would've been suicide at this point. So he reluctantly allowed himself to be dragged to his holding cell.

    Obviously the one trooper was in charge, probably a sergeant of some sort. Kevlin, from what he heard another trooper say about him. Well, Sergeant Kevlin, it looks like you get to live, for now at least, Bik conceded internally. The probability of escaping was exceptionally low, even after he was dropped off in his cell, excepting a possible rescue party that was certainly not coming for him. He sighed. This was the price he paid for messing up.

    The only chance he did have, as far as he figured, was to wait for the inevitable interrogation, and then either lie or fight his way out of the holding cells. While it was theoretically possible that he could take an interrogator hostage, it seemed even more likely that he could simply claim to have stolen the uniform from a Sith officer. Still, not even that would explain away his guerilla tactics, not unless he...

    Wait. Yes, that might just work. It was a slim chance, to say the least. But it was a chance.

    "Sheesh, are we at my cell yet? I only have so much tolerance for being dragged down long hallways..." he complained aloud. He didn't really care if the troopers retaliated or not. In fact, he hoped they did. Might get themselves a court-marshall.

    TAG: Sarge221/>
  14. Sarge221 Force Ghost

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    Sep 9, 2006
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    IC: Sergeant Jaden Kevlin
    Byss Surface, Holding Cells

    "Sheesh, are we at my cell yet? I only have so much tolerance for being dragged down long hallways..."


    The temptation to stun the prisoner came back to his mind but Jaden once again suppressed it. Though he was sure that the higher ups wouldn't complain too much if he stunned the prisoner again, it would just seem completely unprofessional so he remained quiet and just ignored their prisoner. They were at the holding cells anyway.

    Following standard procedures and checking in with the advisor in charge of the holding cells, Jaden stopped at the designated holding cell and, with a tap of the console, the door slid open to reveal the bare cell within. Motioning to the other troopers, they uncuffed the man before pushing him into the cell, Jaden closing the door once he crossed that barrier.

    That part of his mission objectives done, he made a note to Command about the successful detainment and made his return trip back outside and clambered back into the troop transport before ordering the driver to return them to the crash site. After he commed for a tech team to go ahead and make sure that any self-defense systems were disabled on their prisoner's ship by the time he arrived, there was nothing to do except sit back and wait. Despite having been annoyed with the constant remarks from their prisoner, Jaden was starting to wish that he still had the officer within the transport with them. At least then he would have something to watch for trouble and keep his mind occupied instead of the thoughts of how much of a cush job this was.

    TAG: darthramza
  15. Senator_Varanii Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Aug 13, 2008
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    IC: Sythan
    Bridge, VSDII Audacious, Outer Edge of the Imperial System


    After his brush with the Emperor, Sythan had steeled himself, he had gone to the Recusantand picked up his things to be transfered to his new command, many of the crew and officers had been striken with grief and the sight of his demotion, 3 red bars, 3 blue bars, no longer 6 and 6. Captain Argyle was tearful as Sythan left, equals now instead of Admiral and Captain. It was for the best.

    Sythan had shaved his head, back to the old academy cut like a new officer, he wore a more serious contenance as he had boarded his new ship, inspected her crew and officers, he had been meticulous, then came their orders: Proceed To Prakith, scouting and reconnaisance.

    "All sections reporting ready Captain"

    The youngish Commander Torrin called from the pit.

    Sythan sat back in his chair, this was not as bad as it could have been, no where close. He was satisfied, he had a command, had a mission, had a good crew and good officers to lead them.

    "Engineering"

    Sythan hit the comm toggle on the side of his chair,

    "Yes Captain" another young voice answered, Commander Nilas was the name, she was one of the few female officers he had seen in his career.

    "Engage Hyperdrive"

    "Aye Sir"

    Outside in the depths of the system, away from the glittering capital, the Audacious lept into hyperspace, headed to Prakith and a new life

    TAG: Jello, anyone.
  16. GrandAdmiralJello Moderator Communitatis Litterarumque

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    Palpatine Themepark to be formally inaugurated after society gala
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    Imperial City, Coruscant

    The announcement of the Emperor Palpatine Children's Center and Theme Park had been greeted with slack astonishment by the media community. Some were insistent that the Throne was playing a joke on the press and refused to pick up the story, but rumors of 'Palpaland' (as the commentators called it) began to solidify when the massive public works project began in the outskirts of the Imperial City.

    Court observers tell us that Her Imperial Highness has invited the big movers 'n' shakers of the intergalactic community to the opening gala, including the entirety of the Ruling Council, Ministerium, and a good chunk of the ambassadors to the State Room. Our souces at the Camera Stellaris have been unable to verify the composition of the guest list, but it can be guessed whose approval the Imperial Family seeks.

    The Emperor's absence from this event is telling, and it suggests that the Palace wishes to employ the 'soft touch' in getting the good society behind the project. The princess has previously served as the ambassador-at-large for the Palace and has assumed many of the responsibilities of leadership. It can now be assumed that she occupies a position outside and above HIM government, as Lord Vader did under the late Palpatine.

    Yet the similarities end there, as... [article continues]


    TAG: KevMas, capture team, etc
  17. Sarge221 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 9, 2006
    star 5
    IC: Sergeant Jaden Kevlin
    Byss Surface, Krayt Dragon's Pearl


    "What have you found?" Jaden questioned the tech that he bumped into once he had stepped on board the transport that apparently belonged to their prisoner.

    "As in anything important or unusual, nothing really," replied the tech. "We've examined the ship and there just doesn't seem to be anything that you may call interesting. Other then a custom mounted blaster array that the ship possesses and a couple illegal detonators and blasters, the ship has the regular layout and its too small to have any space for much cargo, hidden or otherwise."

    Behind his helmet, Jaden exhaled through his nostrils at that. He supposed that if their prisoner was carrying anything important, he wouldn't have made the mistake of landing in the middle of an Imperial landing zone where capture was likely. But the lack of anything that Regimental Command could actually use or examine, it meant that they would have to rely solely on the officer himself for information. And he would be probably very unwilling to give out any information...if he even had anything worthwhile.

    "Scavenge what you can from the nav computer and database of the ship then if you can't find anything and prep it for pickup," Jaden ordered. "Perhaps we'll find something in there." Silently, Jaden continued, hopefully our prisoner is as stupid as he seemed and forgot to do a system wipe. If that was true and they got lucky, they could find out a location of a possible Sith hideout or something.

    Waving the tech away, Jaden exited the ship, his boots thudding down on the landing ramp before stepping onto ground once again. Sighing, the veteran looked up and around at the surrounding area of Byss. What was starting as a minor annoyance of a mission was becoming a complete pain in the butt.

    "Command, Sergeant Kevlin reporting in," Jaden reported in once again, moving back to the troop transport to make his return trip back to Command where he would be undergoing his debriefing. "Initial searches of the craft is producing nearly no results. Other then some illegal armaments, there's nothing else that could be considered important. Techs are scavenging the nav computer and database now to see if they can find anything there. I'm returning back to base as we speak to undergo that debriefing."

    For the third time in a row Jaden pulled himself into the back of the troop transport, taking his usual seat within as he was driven back to base.

    TAG: Thok

    OOC:
    Can just fast forward to the debriefing; not really much else I can post about :oops:
  18. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

    Administrator
    Member Since:
    Jul 13, 2008
    star 7
    IC: Lt. Bik Grohen
    Holding Cell

    Well situated and back to is usual unusual self, Bik glanced around his "temporary housing facility" as he jokingly referred to it. Fairly standard, the usual security measures... he was almost offended at how run-of-the-mill it was. Still, there were more pressing matters to attend to. Namely, how to get ahold of any fellow Sith and how to get himself out of here. Neither was going to be a walk in the park: Being a regular, albeit loosely reigned in, lieutenant, he had none of the fancy technological wizardry of a trained spy, nor did he have the mystical Force at his beck-and-call like the Sith leaders.

    He considered his options: He could attempt to simply break out of his cell. That seemed unlikely to succeed, at best, and at worst it would probably backfire horribly. He had no prior experience with lock picking or slicing, and as much as he valued his combat abilities he scarcely believed he could take on an entire Imperial Garrison, or wherever this was, unarmed. That was the other thing: He had only regained consciousness in the hallway, he had no idea where he was. So that was right out.

    Alternatively, he could simply turn traitor. Sell out his overlords, get a lightened sentence, probably even go home to dear old mom and dad. Also impractical. The Sith would never accept a traitor, and the Empire would never accept a traitor to traitors. He would be completely out of the conflict, and that would never do. Not fighting just wasn't Bik's style. Jad's style, perhaps, but not Bik's. Besides, Jad was probably off in some Force-forsaken briefing room en route to some system or another on official Imperial business. Nothing was as bad as that.

    Which left the third option: Waiting for his interrogation and taking the would-be questioner hostage. Again risky. The Imperials, at least under Palpatine, were known for using "alternative" interrogation methods that really didn't leave a lot of freedom of movement on the subject's part. They would probably drug him up at the slightest sign of trouble.

    Unless... unless he could convince them to play the interrogation straight. Spew some garbage about "Imperial perception abroad" and being "H.I.M.'s representative". Still risky, but there was a slight chance.

    He sighed, because he knew as well as anyone that that wasn't a particularly good route to go with either. This was going to be more difficult than he had imagined.

    TAG: Any/>
  19. Senator_Varanii Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Aug 13, 2008
    star 1
    IC: Sythan
    VSD II Audacious, Edge of the Prakith System, Deep Core.


    Sythan lept up from his command chair after the ship exited hyperspace, the crew quickly began
    going through its motions.

    "Ops, begin probe droid launches, 12 droids, standard despersal pattern."

    "Aye Sir"

    "Sensors, begin passive sweeps, nothing that can be picked up, I wanna see what we can find out before we are noticed."

    The Sensor techs got to work before he had finished giving orders, they had spent the entire trip zero basing their instruments, making sure to block out any background noise.

    "Comm, begin full spectrum monitioring all frequencies, activate all data recorders, I want copies with copies just in case."

    "Aye Sir."

    In the darkness of space the droid pods sped away, stealthily, as not to attract attention to begin their work, even after the Audacious left they would be here recording every move the Sith made.

    Tag: Jello, others
  20. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

    Member Since:
    Apr 13, 2001
    star 6
    IC: Han Solo
    Millennium Falcon, Roche Asteroid Belt

    The Falcon drifted along slowly within the shadow of one of hundreds of asteroids that made up the Roche Asteroid Belt. The only view outside the cockpit consisted of a cratered surface and the blackness of space beyond. It wasn't the most dazzling image to be staring at, but it was better than looking at rows and rows of bugs for two days straight. Whether by luck or skill, Han had finally managed to cobble together some spare parts to repair the malfunctioning navi-computer and they were now on an outbound trajectory, leaving Nickel One far behind at last.

    "Remind me never to take advice from a bug again," Han grumbled to his co-pilot as he sat slumped back in the pilot's chair, studying a datapad in one hand and twirling a credit chip in his fingers with the other. Chewie's shaggy head shifted to regard the Corellian but Han didn't notice. He was too caught up in the information scrolling across the electronic device and only glanced up from the screen when the Wook finally let loose a short woof in agreement.

    "Yea, well, at least he's gone," Han continued, glancing back down at the screen and opening up a specific file. The bug was gone, sure, but he hadn't left without leaving behind a few surprises. The contents of the datapad contained one of those. "And we have the information we need." Han waved the device in the air with a mischievous smile.

    The Wookiee's blue eyes narrowed as he studied the remote device in Han's hands. The trip to Nickel One hadn't been all about running from bugs, there had also been enough downtime to decipher the information Drox had pulled from Sluis Van. And it was a direct hit. There were specific notes that referenced to spice movements to and from the Kessel sector and raids that had been taking place in the area during the course of the past week. It sure didn't sound like something the average smuggler would try and definitely not the actions of the Empire, so Han had narrowed it down to pirates. And one pirate group in particular.

    Realization finally dawned in his friend's expression and it only caused Han's smirk to grow wider. "That's right, pal," Han said as he sat forward and set the datapad down on the console. "Kessel. It may be a long shot, but you have to admit, it makes sense. Someone's out there toying with the Hutts and there's a good chance it could be our Captain Blood." Without waiting for a response, Han got to work, typing in the proper coordinates for their next jump.

    "Besides, how could I pass up the opportunity to try and smash my old record at the Kessel Run?" he added with a crooked grin. The Wookiee had no time to protest as the Falcon's engines came to life and the freighter shot forward, weaving its way through the asteroid belt with careful precision. Once they were clear, the stars outside the viewport elongated as the freighter jumped into hyperspace enroute to Kessel.

    TAG: Any, Sinre?
  21. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

    Manager
    Member Since:
    Nov 15, 2004
    star 7
    IC: Supreme Prophet Garen Kya


    The Force sung with danger, and Garen touched the Force with an urgency unknown to him, fleeing to another shuttle as the other one took off and raised shields. Panic began to set in with the other troops, and he was barely up the ramp before he had activated the engines, the closing of the ramp, and the shields by using the Force to depress the controls.

    The shuttle barely had it's shields up, and was just off the floor when explosions shook the world surrounding him. The shuttle toppled over, crushing Garen to the roof, and then floor. Explosions and screams were heard, but not scene, and Garen hissed, stretching out with the Force to stabilise himself, the equivalent of Force-adrenaline giving him enough strength to upright the shuttle. The adrenaline faded, and exhaustion set in.

    His left arm bent at an awful angle, Garen moved to the front, looking out at the ruined landscape. The other shuttles were gone, troopers ringed with holes and fire. He hissed, and could not make out Moonshadow.

    Garen assumed she was dead, and looked around at the shuttle. He gestured, pulling the medical kit out and looking at the damage to the shuttle. This was going to take at least a day to repair, with his meagre skills. He hissed, slowly. He would have his revenge.

    --

    Moonshadow wasn't dead, she had decided that she didn't care about a stinkin' amulet. All that mattered was killing the Sithin' Jedi. She had taken off, after the man, even as the violence tore apart their camp. Her lightsaber was activated, and she was murderous in her intent - all Jedi must die.



    TAG: Kahn
    ---
    IC: Dark Lady Lumiya, Behemoth, Byss


    ?Very well. The Ascension can offer you escort back to Imperial Centre. Please allow Myself to finish up some planning with the Planetary invasion,. I will need to leave proper plans and pick an officer to remain in command here while the Ascension personally escorts you back to Imperial Centre. Is there anything else you require or would like to speak of??

    Lumiya glanced at her fingers, feigning boredom. "No. Just hurry. The Emperor will not be pleased, otherwise."

    She closed the line, and began studying her information. There were a couple of tidbits she could drop in the Emperor's lap. But, she believed her loyalty would need proving, no doubt. When the Grand Admiral was finished here she would leave, suitably chastised by his slow response.

    It was almost boring, playing an Imperial, after she had played so many roles.



    TAG: Thok
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    IC: Moruth Doole, Kessel


    Things were, finally, going his way. The Rybet which ran Kessel since the Empire had departed had his own domain, free to gather as much spice as needed. Should anyone enter the system he not care for, they'd go into the mines, and his problems would be solved. For now, he needed Hutt defences to augment his own, but he would one day be entirely independent, and free.

    Mercenaries were hard to come by, nowadays, which had caused a pinch on his operations. Many had vanished to somewhere in the Centrality, with rumours abound of some secret Perlemian-based organisation seeking to defend their assets.

    Moruth shrugged, and accepted that, once again, he would have to lead a spice run. He hefted his remote, which would activate the stun cuffs on all his prisoners in an instant, and also cave in the spice mines at a moments notice. In the other hand he held a Stokhi stun stick, something he'd procured many years ago, it's charge too weak to damage the spice.

    He glanced at the prisoners he'd assigned himself. "Come on, you dregs! Time to mine!" He pressed the control pad with a thick finger, sending a light shock through the cuffs.

    --

    In orbit - an addition to what had been holding the fort under the Central Committee of Grand Moffs - were half a dozen StarViper-class Mandalorian fighters, attached to perhaps two
  22. Protege-of-Thrawn Manager Emeritus

    Member Since:
    Mar 14, 2001
    star 6
    IC as Wil Shard

    As of yet, no combat experience?

    He suppressed a grimace, as he composed his mind for the need to sell himself as capable to yet another disbeliever. He had gotten used to it; he was young -criminally so in the eyes of many a grizzled veteran - and to be fair, had a background in what could be described generously as heterogenous naval tactics. His usual response would be jocular, maybe a quip about having been in his fair share of tapcafe brawls, but any sober appraisal of the Captain's mood showed he'd brook little jesting at the best of times; even less so on the eve of battle.

    He met the gaze of the Alderaanian with an open honesty, concealing all but some of the determined grit underneath. "Cutting to the chase then, fair enough. Against Imperial Warships, my experience is precisely nil. I've not yet had opportunity to much other than run to hyperspace at the first site of Imperial forces."

    He paused, regathered his breath, and let through a touch more of the steel inside, leaking into his tone. "Yet, by the same measure, I'm no wet-behind-the-ears deserter from the Imp Academy. We trained from the private fleet stationed on Bonadan, under the scholarship of a Kalla VII mega-corporation. Our instructing class was purely hands on. I've been in live fire situations ranging from patrol violations of smuggling convoys moving through the Abo Dreth system, to defending Etti IV from mercenary and pirate forces. We even managed to calm an intercine dispute between different factions operating out of Keyor before the whole lot could blast each other to pieces, and that in of itself might just be useful."

    He brought up the intel dossier for Kessel on his datapad and pushed it across the desk. "Intel might not be watertight on Kessel, but we know two things: one, any combat forces are likely to be composed of para-military, mercs or worse, and deploy in non-conventional ways. Secondly, given the disposition of OUR forces and the ultimate aim of our mission, being able to avoid a firefight might just be what we need.

    Now I know you've got to be wondering why command have seen fit to put some 'young upstart' in charge of your ship, but it's happened, and you best be getting around to that fact because having you up on the bridge with your mind on the job is the best bet we both have of fulfilling the mission and getting those prisoners, our crew and this ship back out of the Kessel system in one piece."

    He stood up from the seat and proffered a hand over the table.
    "So let's end this dance before it's begun, lay our cards on the table and get our minds on the mission. If you want to sock me one for your trouble, we'll find some tapcafe dirtside after the mission is a success and you can air your grievances on my chin after a juma or three. What do you say Captain?"

    TAG: Sarge

    IC as Kane Lavos, Intelligence Directorate, Imperial Palace, Imperial Center

    He stretched a dull ache out of his arm and felt the satisfaction as the joint popped with released pressure. The two-one-bee had suggested he get some rest to totally recover from the effects of mild hypoxia he'd endured during the mission to Byss, but he was hardly going to go visit his billet when he still had to file a report.

    He'd filed his mission report as usual through the channels, but as a member of the Ubiqtorate, he had other Masters to serve. Finishing the far less measured and frank datum, he repackaged the data as a visual code package, encrypted it, and partitioned it into three seperate packages to be routed via differing yet identically innocuous holonet shopping networks. Automated crypt sequences would identify the packets, blind match them via the other networks and then reconstruct the report within a shielded ubiqtorate dataspire.

    He sent the report, ejected the data chip, and left the terminal, dropping the datachip into a vaporiser disposal unit as he left the crypt.

    He sighed with the first acknowledgement of his fatigue. Stretching again, he chec
  23. Sarge221 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 9, 2006
    star 5
    IC: Captain Tolin Corbec
    Mon Calamari Orbit, The Savior, Quarters

    "So let's end this dance before it's begun, lay our cards on the table and get our minds on the mission. If you want to sock me one for your trouble, we'll find some tapcafe dirtside after the mission is a success and you can air your grievances on my chin after a juma or three. What do you say Captain?"


    Despite the narrow-eyed look that Corbec gave to the future captain of his ship, the veteran had to like the man's attitude. Young, perhaps a bit inexperienced with dealing with the more professional and dangerous Imperial forces, but the man did seem to be the one that could recognize his limits and take command and any obstacles that may be thrown with it in stride.

    "While it may be just a bit of unorganized rabble that might be thrown at us at Kessel, it is my responsibility to remind you that the Savior, the ship you'll be commanding, isn't a warship," replied Tolin. "It is a medical frigate. While it does have some weaponry and a half a squadron of X-Wings, it was built to fulfill a supporting role for fleet actions, not combat. While it may be more then a match for the usual pirate and mercenary ship, this frigate can easily be torn in two by a full salvo or two from an Impstar Deuce, depending on how well our shields can hold out with the additional shield generations. Blindly going into combat without knowing the limitations of this ship can result not only in the death of the crew, but whatever injured personnel we may currently have aboard that depend on us to keep them alive."

    Tolin tapped a few keys on his datapad and brought up the specs of the Savior and slid it across his desk towards Shard. Then he finally extended his own hand to shake Wil's.

    "Best get to know what you'll be commanding," continued Tolin. "We should be heading out sometime soon."

    TAG: Protege-of-Thrawn
  24. Senator_Varanii Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Aug 13, 2008
    star 1
    IC: Sythan
    VSD II Audacious, Prakith System


    After the inital scans turned up nothing, the former Admiral became a bit more anxious.

    "Helm, Engines to quarter ahead, begin active scans proceed from outer orbits and move inward, Sensors, I want detailed scans with all available equipment regular scanners, DERs, everything."

    "Astrogation, I want this ship ready to run if we encounter any enemy forces, set jump coordinates to our nearest base if there is contact with the enemy"

    The various officers responded in turn as he gave their orders.

    The Audacious continued her reconnaisance and moved into the system proper.

    TAG: Jello, Sith, Anyone
  25. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

    Manager
    Member Since:
    Nov 15, 2004
    star 7
    IC: Sith Admiral Tethys, Imperator, Pakrith, Deep Core


    Admiral Tethys had long been a loyal supporter of the Empire, but it wasn't long before the warlord bug had bitten him. Grand Moff Gann had taken him in, and then promptly joined the Sith when they declared their galactic intentions - so had Gann's neighbours, Harrsk and Delvardus, and he had no intention of being crushed between the Sith and the Empire - and so now Tethys was in charge of a Sith flotilla provided by the allies of the Sith - the Pentastar Alignment, the Corporate Sector, the Diktat, and other assorted Imperial rogues.

    Tethys, however, had been forced to adjust his tactics for defending the system as reports of the fall of Byss rolled in. Harrsk had refused to dedicate forces, as had Delvardus, and the system had fallen, surprisingly quickly. Now, Pakrith, with it's mostly ground-based defences, was an ideal target, even as the headquarters of the Inquisitor's, the other half of the Sith's quasi-religious government.

    So, Tethys' small fleet was concealed behind the moon of Pakrith, preparing for the arrival of Imperial forces. An Inquisitor, one Tremayne, was deployed with him, in deep meditation to detect any Imperial forces - the idea being to not expose themselves before the enemy was deep in the system.

    Tethys had a single Gladiator-class Star Destroyer supported by a pair of Maruader-class cruisers provided by the Corporate Sector and a single Enforcer-class pocket cruiser from the Pentastar Alignment. The entire force, which was a fairly weak one, was augmented by the Corellian Detainer-class Interdictor, providing the force with a capacity perhaps beyond the system's ability to maintain.

    Tethys had taken the Enforcer-class cruiser Imperator as his flagship, as neither the largest target - the Gladiator - nor the most important - the Detainer. His working concept was to weaken the enemy force before it arrived at Pakrith's planetary defences, or to catch the enemy between his fleet and the large-scale defences - most of which were left inactive so as to avoid detection.

    All of a sudden, Tremayne sat up in the Captain's chair and leaned forward, his single human eye blinking. "There's an Imperial vessel in the system. Large, but not as large as an ISD. I can't detect the number of crew from this range."

    Tethys nodded. "All hands to battle stations. Absolutely no comm. usage - use our running lights to communicate we're preparing for attack. Instruct the Detainer to warm up the gravity well projectors, but not to activate them."

    The high-metal moon would conceal the Sith fleet from the arrival of the Imperial forces, and Tethys would activate the Detainer only when the enemy closed with the planet. The tactic involved effectively doubling the mass of Pakrith, preventing the enemy from escaping entirely.

    The Admiral considered, carefully. His plan was perfect. There was absolutely no way the enemy would detect his fleet, and the planetary defences were inactive so they were practically indistinguishable from the other buildings on the surface.

    Tethys just hoped his little fleet could engage such a vessel. If it was an VSD, for example, his fleet would be hardpressed to engage it without taking large losses - he only had three squadrons of Authority IRD's to bear, which TIEs would easily out-maneuver. If it was an ISD, after all, he was about to lead his forces to their deaths. But if they could lead the enemy into the range of the planetary defences... the ion cannons would make short work of things.

    "Prepare landing parties, please. I believe we have a chance to add a new ship to the Sith fleet."

    A cheer echoed, and Tethys smiled.



    TAG: Senator_Varanii

    Forces

    Gladiator-class Star Destroyer Rapt
    Enforcer-class pocket cruiser Imperator
    Maruader-class corvettes Pride of Ession, Mastery
    Detainer-class Interdictor Shadow's
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