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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Oct 25, 2014 15:18:31 GMT -8
I just lost my whole post which was actually above average so fuck it.
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Post by Errol 'Swashbuckler' Cocker on Oct 27, 2014 21:42:55 GMT -8
-Errol-
Smiles.
"Ren power down. There is no use in resisting for the moment."
-Ren-
"As you wish Errol"
She powered down effectively turning all systems on the ship off as well as herself for the moment.
-Errol-
He kept a smile on his face as he swigged another four or maybe it was six shots of whatever was in his flask before pressing the button to lower the ramp of his ship. As the ramp clanged to the ground he folded his hands behind his back and emerged into the hangar bay of the Star Destroyer. His face was concealed by his hood. He left it up as his eyes were definitely not used to the brightness. Identifying an Imperial Captain, he calmly walked through the neat ranks of Marines and Stormtroopers taking care to not appear threatening. Not that he was, he had left all of his weapons on the ship. But he assumed a kind of casual air. Stopping in front of the Captain yet at a distance which would allow him to be easily stopped if he was perceived a threat, he bowed slightly throwing back his hood. When he spoke it was softly yet firm.
"Apologies, I was unaware that I was a perceived threat. I am merely a traveler who is lost. If you run a diagnostic test on my navigation systems, you will find that indeed they have been destroyed in a previous engagement which led me to this place. My ship's AI stated that we were somewhere in the Deep Core. I was hoping that I had made it to Byss where the remainder of my comrades are waiting for me."
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Post by Ishmael on Nov 9, 2014 11:09:34 GMT -8
*My, but how things have changed. It seemed only yesterday that Ryu and myself had gone about orchestrating the end of all life in the galaxy, our will indomitable, our power unchallenged. Yet the planet I see below me is positively bursting with life: shuttles of all makes and models come and go, flitting about; warships cruise the outer reaches of Kuat's orbit, warily patrolling the lanes; cargo transports ferried goods and sentients offworld.*
*A rueful smile twists my pallid features as I lay a blackened hand upon the shoulder of my pilot.* "Bring us closer."
*The suspended orb that was Kuat grew larger in the shuttle's viewport. I must say it was a surprise to hear of the Empire's transformation. Sinistra's creation had outlasted the Sith and become a truly Imperial Empire, as it were. Even more surprising was how it endured when factions all across the galaxy had crumbled. Now the new Emperor sat idle, in a deadlock with the Republic, and I...well, I find myself in need of a patron once more.*
*Only time will tell if this ruler will appreciate my talents.*
[/span][/ul][/ul] *My mouth quirks; it has been a long time since I 'requested' anything.*
*My, but how things have changed.*[/font]
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 9, 2014 20:08:00 GMT -8
A transmission from Kuat's orbital security is sent to Lord Ishmael.
Permission to land has been permitted. His Imperial Majesty is within the Throne Room, Lord Ishmael.
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Post by Ishmael on Nov 11, 2014 15:01:15 GMT -8
"We've been cleared to approach, my lord."
*My sunken eyes snapped open as Ielyn's voice rang through the shuttle, then narrowed with irritation. I'd been meditating on the ebb and flow of the force around Kuat; pondering the ripples caused and the wakes left by those coming and going in orbit. In order to maintain a strong command of the dark side, one must understand it. And it was important that I be at full strength for this meeting. A pit of vipers awaited me below.*
"Then do so." *I murmured, eyes closing once more.*
*Wordlessly, Ielyn guided the shuttle down through Kuat's orbit, and into its atmosphere.*
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Post by Grand Admiral Jenssar Bane on Nov 12, 2014 7:44:36 GMT -8
-Errol- Smiles. "Ren power down. There is no use in resisting for the moment." -Ren- "As you wish Errol" She powered down effectively turning all systems on the ship off as well as herself for the moment. -Errol- He kept a smile on his face as he swigged another four or maybe it was six shots of whatever was in his flask before pressing the button to lower the ramp of his ship. As the ramp clanged to the ground he folded his hands behind his back and emerged into the hangar bay of the Star Destroyer. His face was concealed by his hood. He left it up as his eyes were definitely not used to the brightness. Identifying an Imperial Captain, he calmly walked through the neat ranks of Marines and Stormtroopers taking care to not appear threatening. Not that he was, he had left all of his weapons on the ship. But he assumed a kind of casual air. Stopping in front of the Captain yet at a distance which would allow him to be easily stopped if he was perceived a threat, he bowed slightly throwing back his hood. When he spoke it was softly yet firm. "Apologies, I was unaware that I was a perceived threat. I am merely a traveler who is lost. If you run a diagnostic test on my navigation systems, you will find that indeed they have been destroyed in a previous engagement which led me to this place. My ship's AI stated that we were somewhere in the Deep Core. I was hoping that I had made it to Byss where the remainder of my comrades are waiting for me."
I see, and why wonder into this sector when Byss is many systems away? But, I have been waiting for a scoundrel like you, so I will not question your story. But, please be aware, that lying will get you know where with me.Brahnx then continued.You will stay here, until my commander, Admiral Bane makes it back on this ship. Now, tell me, what are you good at? And, don't lie, we hate liars. You may prove yourself, useful yet. |
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Post by Afansé on Nov 15, 2014 0:51:38 GMT -8
A single Sith Infiltrator drops out of hyperspace in orbit of the new capital of the Empire, IFF signals indicated that this ship was named "Assassin", once part of Moff John Tien's Fel 9th Fleet, its pilot looked out at the orbiting ships recognizing the Victory II Star Destroyer "Darkness". The pilot then cursed to himself, this was going to be harder than expected....
=Hanson=
This is Major George Hanson representing Governor Afansé of the planet Thule, I request Permission to land
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Post by Krzesimir Viggo on Nov 30, 2014 19:11:05 GMT -8
The arrival of an old Sith Infiltrator immediately catches the attention of local traffic control, who send the request straight to the commanding officer in charge of the current watch. She narrows her eyes at the request, she didn't recall the name of Thule's governor off hand, but she had a gut suspicion that it was not Afansé, that wasn't a forgettable name. She directed the suspicious request to Imperial Intelligence, but a boorish appointee, who happened to be a very bigoted idiot was waiting for her at the other end of the transmission and shot down her request to detain the vessel. The fool even went so far as to order her subordinates to give the vessel permission to land, on the basis that Tien was a well known and respected member of the imperial fleet and should not be kept waiting unduly. She mentally cursed the man with every fiber of her being, but outwardly she dared only show the meekest compliance and then apologize for disturbing the man. He accepted without an ounce of grace, and then terminated the connection and began sifting through the poor woman's record seeking even the slightest blemish to ruin her career with. Fortunately for her, her record was clean, and she hadn't done anything that would permit him to black mark her record, much to his displeasure, he set about making life difficult for her in other ways... Mean while, the "Assassin" had been given the clearance it requested, though it might find that permission revoked by sounder heads if it didn't act on that permission quickly.
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Post by Darth Andor on Feb 25, 2015 11:29:20 GMT -8
From the depths of hyperspace a Mark VI Interceptor emerges into Kuat's orbit. Andor sat at the controls as he looked at the planet. Something felt.... different. Something had changed since he had last been here. He opened up communications with Orbital Control, his dark, raspy voice speaking into the microphone.
"Orbital Control, this is Lord Andor, looking for permission to approach and to seek audience with the Emperor."
Leaning back in his seat, Andor waited.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Mar 1, 2015 16:11:54 GMT -8
One of the Kuat Orbital Control posts receives the transmission. A response from Imperial Planetary Security is sent back to Lord Andor.
Lord Andor, your ID has been cleared by Imperial Planetary Security. An audience request has been filed with the Palace Guard and Royal Security Force. You are requested to land at the Estates of Ten where the Emperor resides. Please observe and obey all Imperial laws during your stay.
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Post by Darth Andor on Mar 2, 2015 5:15:38 GMT -8
"Copy that. Making my approach now."
With that, the small straighter entered the planet's atmosphere headed for the Estate of the Ten.
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Post by Luxeria on Mar 8, 2015 17:05:14 GMT -8
Not far from the planet, a Lethisk-class armed freighter came out of hyperspace. It approached the planet without much care. The young girl looked as Kuat grew bigger in front of her. There it was, her chance to find what she sought. She was sure nothing would stop her this time. Her thoughts, though were interrupted by the sound of the computer.
=Computer=
::Aleena, I suggest holding here and receiving permission to land. The planet is guarded unlike Coruscant and any new vessel have to be cleared. Doing otherwise will end up getting you shot down.::
Always had to be a catch. She gave sigh. It was right there and even now, she was going to end up being held back. But she didn't want to end her journey so soon by being blasted away. Bringing a ship to a stop outside of the gravity well, she folded her arms.
"Alright, hail them then."
=Computer=
::Connection opened with orbital control.::
::Orbital Control, this is Aleena Mirax seeking permission to land.::
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Post by Darth Andor on Mar 8, 2015 18:08:10 GMT -8
A male's officer's voice sounded on the opposite side of the communication channel.
This is Orbital Control, your permission to land has been granted."
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Post by Luxeria on Mar 9, 2015 4:49:33 GMT -8
Aleena gave a smile and nod. That was a quick response. She liked that. Hopefully everything else would go just as smoothly.
::Copy that, Orbital Control. Beginning my descent now.::
Without wasting anytime, she let the ship move forward, heading for Kuat City.
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Post by Erasmus on Mar 10, 2015 23:13:16 GMT -8
Erasmus smiled as the shuttle entered Kuat's orbit. The Shi'ido couldn't remember the last time he was here,but it was nice to return. As the pilot entered orbit, Erasmus stepped forward, adjusting his black turtleneckas a comm channel was opened.
Orbital Control, this is Erasmus Melchoir of Imperial Intelligence seeking permission to land and requesting admission to the Ministry of Intelligence.
Erasmus waited patiently for an answer.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Mar 11, 2015 11:04:49 GMT -8
An outpost of Kuati Orbital Security receives the transmission and sends it planetside. A response from the Imperial Royal Security is sent back to Eramus.
This is Imperial Royal Security, you have permission to land at the Estates of Ten. Please adhere to all laws of Kuat and the Empire during your stay.
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Post by Erasmus on Mar 11, 2015 18:25:35 GMT -8
Erasmus nodded and clasped his hands behind his back.
Understood, Orbital Control. We're starting our approach.
The shuttle descended into Kuat's atmosphere and began its course towards the Estate of the Ten. Erasmus had seated himself and buckled in before atmospheric entry, and wondered what his next assignment would be.
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Post by Darth Andor on Mar 12, 2015 16:36:23 GMT -8
Emerging from the depths of hyperspace, after receiving orders from Darth Andor to regroup and band together at Kuat, the Winter's Breath fleet appeared. It was Andor's personal fleet, gifted to him what seemed like a lifetime ago by Windu, leader of the Kashyyyk Sith for serving as an officer in a civil war that had sprung up in the Shadowlands.*
*They fell into formation as they radioed in with the Orbital Control, letting them know that they were here to serve the Empire.
The only other current space fleet orbiting the planet was the that of three ships, belonging to Caed Mass, which was a small task force patrolling the Kuat Drive Yards.
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Post by Darth Andor on Mar 16, 2015 17:16:48 GMT -8
Receiving a transmission from Andor, the Winter's Breath fleet began to mobilize its ground forces. After a couple of hours of boarding and other preparations, a couple of Corvette's left the hangar, transporting a couple ten thousand troops to the surface. Their engines flared as the wove between the star destroyers and directed their approach for the Estate of the Ten.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2015 18:31:07 GMT -8
From out of nowhere, a YT-1930 burst forth from hyperspace and headed for the planet. Even from here she could see the fleets that surrounded the planet and the drive yards. It was not surprising considering that this was the heart of the Empire, the Emperor residing somewhere down below.
The woman behind the controls brought the ship into a hover outside of orbit and began opening communication channels. She didn't know how much one needed to request landing here, but landing and seeing the Emperor, she was sure, required permission. She had purpose here with him and hoped he would be available, Once the channels opened, she spoke.
::This Anya Syen, seeking an audience with the Emperor.::
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