Darth Sobrius
Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Jul 1, 2017 21:16:22 GMT -8
*Sobrius studied the man as he spoke of his resolve with fervor, of accomplishing his goal of galactic order, and how such a burden was worth fighting for. It was admirable... albeit Sobrius initially interpreted his resolve coming from his comparatively youthful ambition. There had to have been more to him than just this, of course, if an entire government, let alone multiple practitioners of the dark side, swore loyalty to him. The Supreme Commander would have plenty of opportunity to prove his value in Sobrius's eyes.
Starting with, it seemed, a show of good faith to Clak'dor VII, in the form of warships, arms, and troops to ensure the world's strength as well as a display of "muscle" within the Outer Rim. When asked if this was agreeable, Sobrius nodded.* "It is indeed. Governor N'ar will be most appreciative, as will I and the rest of the planet's population."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 2, 2017 18:36:11 GMT -8
Then I shall lease a shipyard at Bilbringi for your usage, Lord Sobrius. Use it to make a fleet worthy of Clak'dor's pride!
Eventually the gargantuan ship lumbered out of Kuat's atmosphere, past the shipyards and into open space. The hyperdrives roared to life as the Supreme Commander gave the order to engage and make best speed for Yaga Minor. Within a blink of the eye, the vessel that once served as the Dark Tide's flagship vanished to fulfill its new role with the First Order.
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Kaine Australis
The Vegemite Enclave
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Post by Kaine Australis on Aug 13, 2017 9:43:25 GMT -8
A single Lambda-class shuttle emerges from hyperspace near Kuat.
Her IFF and registration are the corporate signature of MandalArms. Her four crew, all human, in deference to Kuati tastes, are all sales and logistical staff from MandalArms' HQ in Keldabe.
The shuttle's pilot, a female with a slightly Keldabe accent, contacts KDY for approach.
This is shuttle Beskad to Kuat Drive Yards on approach for commercial purposes. We are unarmed.
With that curt transmission, the ageing shuttle makes its way towards the main KDY docking area.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
Blackguard Imperium
I do not require glory; only results for my Emperor.
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Nov 30, 2017 15:22:39 GMT -8
The massive fleet came out of hyperspace and moved toward the yards, preparing to repair the damage done to the ships. Meanwhile, Vlusu and Artemis boarded the X-70b Phantom and left the hangar of the Resurgent, before jumping into hyperspace.
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 2, 2018 0:46:29 GMT -8
A Wayfarer slipped into Kuat orbit from hyperspace
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Lámh Dhearg Manaan
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jul 3, 2018 0:58:20 GMT -8
A second Wayfarer enters orbit quietly and heads towards the massive KDY structure surrounding the planet
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Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Jul 3, 2018 2:56:08 GMT -8
Another Wayfarer slips in from hyperspace into orbit and moves along quite unnoticed in the disgustingly tight traffic around Kuat
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Lámh Dhearg Manaan
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jul 6, 2018 4:33:05 GMT -8
Two Wayfarer enter orbit from the KDY, cross the distance between where they emerged and the hyperspace exit in no time, making the jump to hyperspace and were gone
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 6, 2018 4:53:24 GMT -8
Another Wayfarer exits the KDY and bullets towards the hyperspace exit. The ship slips through the exit making an unceremonious exit
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 17, 2018 20:54:53 GMT -8
A ship broke quietly into Kuat orbit making way for the enormous ring around the planet, the KDY. Just a simple light freighter in a sea of traffic it passed along inconspicuously
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 17, 2018 22:41:40 GMT -8
Hitting orbit a ship raced across space making the jump into hyperspace
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The Ten
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Post by The Ten on Jul 21, 2018 0:10:39 GMT -8
A small ship moved slow through orbit |
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Post by Captain Xakic Kannue on Jul 21, 2018 21:06:09 GMT -8
Four massive bulk frieghters enter orbit. They move slowly in a tight formation towards the KDY, a Baleen-class heavy freighter in the lead, with three BFF-1 bulk freighter in toe. The Baleen-class and two of the BFF-1 are carrying ore. A fourth ship, also a BFF-1, The Gitche Gumee, is laden with proton fuel. The ships sit outside the KDY, unintentionally making the possibility of exit highly difficult. A mayday signal is sent to the KDY, and anything within range ::Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. Requesting immediate aid: The captain turned to his first mate
-Captain Halder-
“Jes….. If anybody can do something… we’re in the right place.”
Tencco listened. The captain was a tough man and a smart one
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Post by Captain Xakic Kannue on Jul 29, 2018 22:11:46 GMT -8
As it became more and more and more congested Captain Halder finally decided the constipation was too much to bear. A bottle of prune juice and a bar of ex lax later he spoke
-Captain Halder-
"Take over the bridge # 1! And wish me luck at getting rid of this Captain's Log....."
Saluting the crew he grabbed a stack of magazines and departed to the restroom. A dorc with a beard and zero personality took command
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Post by Captain Xakic Kannue on Jul 30, 2018 22:08:58 GMT -8
Returning the Captain resumed his spot at the bridge
-Captain Halder-
"Boy. If anybody wonders why these people are in one serious recession...."
A crewman asked
-Unnamed Crewman-
"Do you want them hailed again sir?"
The captain chewed on that one a stretch
-Captain Halder-
"No... that's just what they'll be expecting - isn't it?"
None of the crew even bothered answering the insane response; Captain Halder and reality had parted ways many years ago
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Jenia Kasalle
Databank Operations
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Aug 15, 2018 8:56:24 GMT -8
Orbit of Kuat - Rendevouz with the Banshee
As the continental planet of Kuat came into range of the Wisp's field of view, once leaving Hyperspace, Rear Admiral Jenia Kasalle wasn't sure how often she had already been here for a visit, while being always impressed by the massive orbital array, surrounding the prospering planet, every single time she had seen it.
She remembered how the Kuat Drive Yards existed already when she was just at a young age, while visiting the planet once with her father aboard a passenger ship - even back then as a child, she was more than impressed by the magnitude of the orbital ring and the ships it harboured despite hardly understanding the magnitude of such a galactic wonder.
And she remembered as she visited Kuat another time when the Navy required her services as an ensign on an Imperial II-class star destroyer. The good old time, where she was still naive and believed like many cadets from the academy, that all the theoretical stuff they learnt, would be enough to deal with the enemies of the Empire once and for all.
How naive she was...
Yet her way wouldn't lead her to the dockyards or the planet this time, as the fleet, she got recently assigned waited already far distant from the planet.
Once she had left the bridge and made her way to the Lambda-shuttle, which she already had utilized during her first arrival upon the Wisp, Jenia wondered how well the recruitment went within her absence, as she spotted amidst the various Vindicator-cruisers the three Victory II-class Star Destroyers, which would form up the core of her own personal fleet.
Seemingly eerie, the three ships hovered in space as if they just waited to strike fear within the heart of their enemies, which was from point of Jenia's view a fitting image, when considering the names of the three ships.
Banshee, Specter and Revenant.
May they hopefully make the life of the First Order's adversaries a nightmare, the Rear Admiral thought to herself, while she leant back relaxed.
With the old Interdictor-Star Destroyers being somewhere else in service, Kasalle felt more than relieved to command finally a ship, where she had not to fear its reactors exploding because of the Interdictor's known weaknesses - a Victory II-Star Destroyer seemed already be the better choice when it came to most missions she gets assigned to.
Soon the shuttle would eventually enter the hangar of Jenia's future flagship, the Banshee in order to finally take command over a worthy fleet.
As the shuttle landed, Jenia was at least glad, that everything inside was busy, similiar to a breathing beehive. One of the few AT-AT walkers, which the Star Destroyer regulary featured was walking slowly towards the storage room, where these vehicles would normally get utilized, as the crew was apparently testing out whether the walker worked correctly or not. The technician standing next to it was more than dwarved by the sheer size of the four-legged mechanical titan, while typing stuff into his data pad. Various AT-STs and even a few Juggernauts could be seen as well in the background, while the newly commissioned TIE/fo's hang vigilant from the ceiling, along with a small, but deadly squad of TIE/vn's in the background.
They were mainly the reason, why the Rear Admiral would visit her own ship in order to take command over the fleet.
Once she had left the shuttle, Jenia was flanked immidiately by the six Novatroopers, which she had requested as her personal bodyguard. The men themselves were professionals, as the unique black Stormtrooper armour with the yellow stripes already indicated and thus followed Jenia without standing too close next to here in order to have an open field of view, should someone dare to attack the Rear Admiral. Although the danger of such a thing occuring was near zero percent upon an Imperial Star Destroyer, Jenia was nontheless glad to have these men around.
Soon they would eventually enter a private room on board, which Jenia had set up for a meeting already. It was the first time, that she would eventually learn to know the pilots, which were recommended for the "Banshee squad", which was composed out of the 8 TIE/vn space superiority fighters within the hangar of the Victory II. Being aware that these ships were hard to produce for the First Order and knowing about the capabilities of these star fighters, Jenia knew that she would require the best pilots, the First Order could offer her, as they're too valuable to be wasted that easily within open space combat.
Thus, she ordered the Novatroopers to stay outside, while telling one of them to inform the 8 elite pilots, that they are allowed to show up within the meeting room, as the Rear Admiral has returned.
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Nathan Caldwell [Retired]
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Post by Nathan Caldwell [Retired] on Aug 15, 2018 9:24:19 GMT -8
KDY Orbital Shipyard. Pilot Ready Room.
Standing at the front of the room, behind the podium, dressed in his flight suit, minus the helmet, Caldwell was addressing the seven other pilots present.
"-...were selected to form a new squadron. Each of you have proven that you are the absolute best of the best, when it comes to being a TIE jockey. You've earned your wings and are ready to join the First Order Navy as Special Forces pilots."
The entrance of the local deck officer caused Caldwell to stop speaking to his pilots and address the man's presence.
"Chief Thorne. Something I can do for you?"
The deck officer, garbed in a dirty pair of coveralls, spoke up.
"Sir. Rear Admiral Kasalle requests your presence on board the Banshee right away."
Nodding, Caldwell addressed the pilots.
"You heard the Chief. Central Hangar bay, now. Skids up in ten. Dismissed."
As the seven other pilots filed out of the room, Caldwell ensured everything was arranged on the podium for the new CAG. Because as of right now, he and the seven other pilots were being reassigned to the Banshee. Leaving the ready room, Caldwell made his way to the central hangar bay. Approaching the waiting Lambda-Class shuttle, Caldwell boarded and seated himself in the passenger compartment. Within minutes, the shuttle was lifting off the deck and making it's way over to the Victory II-Class Star Destroyer, Banshee, that had just rolled off the line a few weeks ago. Once the ship was settled within the hangar bay, Caldwell and his fellow pilots made their way off the shuttle and were directed by a waiting Novatrooper, to a private conference room where the Rear Admiral was waiting. Upon entering the room, Caldwell spoke up.
"Pilots! Attention!"
At this, all eight of them snapped to attention, holding a salute until such time that the Rear Admiral would return it.
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Aug 15, 2018 10:01:51 GMT -8
Noticing the very first moment they entered the squad leader's eagerness for order and etiquette, Jenia looked up, as she stood there stern and with a neutral expression, mustering each of the men, who entered before releasing them with a simple nod. Most of them were regular Imperial citizens although the Rear Admiral noticed among their ranks a Zabrak and a Chiss as well - something what would have caused an outrage during the days of the old Galactic Empire, although it became at some point sort of normal over time during the days of the Imperial Remnant .
Thus she knew that some of the crew members would have trouble with it, as she knew by experience that a good ammount of Imperials was acting still xenophobic despite prominent examples in Imperial history, who had lead the forefathers of these men into battle, mostly known Grand Admiral Thrawn, whose tactics were still taught until this day in the Imperial academies.
To Jenia it hardly mattered who served among the Imperial Navy as long as the individual fought on her side, thus she casted aside her worries and focused more on the squadron leader.
Nathan Caldwell, a young, talented man within his mid-twenties, who was recommended to her as an elite pilot due to the skills he showed during his training at the academy.
From the brief protocol she recieved, he neither seemed to be a trouble maker nor anyone, who would refuse the orders of a superior.
So far the ideal candidate, as he also had better grades than the rest of the squad, even though that has nothing to mean from Jenia's point of view.
Once it was clear, that the salute time was over, Jenia Kasalle looked around the room briefly, before she began to speak up, having adjusted her long, silver hair briefly before, so it wouldn't be in her way.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm glad so far to introduce you on board of the Banshee as pilots of the TIE Silencer squad", she began formal, sounding cold within her voice as usual, "As you might already know, I have decided to name Nathan Coldwell as the Captain of this new squadron due to his expierience and on recommendation of the Imperial Academy. Each person within this room is so far deemed competent enough to fly a TIE Silencer, one of the newest additions of space superiority fighters within the ranks of the First Order's navy. Although limited within its production line, these are probably the best star fighters, which the Imperial Navy is able to offer us so far."
She activated then on a table a small holoprojector, which showed the imagery of the TIE Silencer, slowly rotating in a circle for closer inspection.
"Are there so far any questions?", Jenia asked then curiously after a while, "We so far have finished the formal part, so feel free to ask whatever you wish to know."
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Nathan Caldwell [Retired]
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Post by Nathan Caldwell [Retired] on Aug 15, 2018 10:22:37 GMT -8
Standing at ease upon the Rear Admiral's nod, Caldwell and his fellow pilots, stood and listened intently.* TIE Silencers. Otherwise known as the TIE/vn. Agile, powerful and nearly impossible to master, Nathan and his fellows has spent the better part of the last month training in the simulators, attempting to master piloting such a craft. Clearly they had made an impression on someone, as they wouldn't be here otherwise. *Viewing the schematics of the fighter as it was displayed, Caldwell marveled at the design. Aggressive, yet nimble enough to pull off some seriously intense moved. Sporting an array of state-of-the-art weaponry, the TIE/vn was rumored to be unrivaled in space combat. Something that Caldwell eagerly looked forward to putting to the test. As the Rear Admiral finished, and then opened the floor to them, Caldwell stepped forward.
"Sir! It is an honor to be chosen for such a prestigious position. We will not let you down."
With that finished and out of the way, Nathan motioned for his fellows to approach the hologram of the TIE Silencer. All of them were still in a state of wonderment, given their new position within the fleet. Having a question, Caldwell spoke up.
"Sir. When will we be getting in the cockpit of one of these? Simulations are one thing, but real first hand experience is something entirely different."
Not wanting to seem too eager, he stood rigidly before his superior, hands clasped behind his back. Due to the expense of production of the specific fighters, they hadn't been allowed to actually pilot one yet. But the simulators were top-of-the-line. The Emperor ensured no expenses were spared when it came to the training of his pilots, it seemed. And given the limited production of these ships, he imagined that choosing them specifically to fly them was no quick decision. A lot of care and thought went into clearing these pilots to fly these ships, that much was clear.
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Aug 15, 2018 10:48:55 GMT -8
Being so far not surprised by the question, the Rear Admiral eyed Caldwell directly.
"We can do a regular flight test straight away, if you wish to do so, Captain Caldwell", she replied within her usual formal tone, "According to the engineers all eight are so far ready for takeoff and ready for combat, so room for maneuvers is given. We will stay in the orbit of Kuat for a while and I wish to test the Comlink connection with your squad in near time as well - if we are involved into a major battle, I will directly communicate with you and the squad, as the Silencer is useful as both as a bomber and a star fighter."
She made a brief pause before continiueing, making so far sure that everyone in the room understood her so far. This was more or less routine, which she was used from communicating with officers and stormtroopers, but she noticed gladly that it wasn't needed with eight talented people within one room.
"I must however insist, that we're only doing a safe training flight within the orbit of Kuat and will test the Hyperdrive systems, when we reach Dubrillion", she added politely, almost apologizing, "Given that Kuat is one of our Empire's borders and given recent pirate incursions on Rendili, I wish the Silencers to remain in range of the fleet, should technical difficulties occur. This is merely for your own safety, gentlemen."
Jenia knew that it wasn't easy to explain expierienced star fighter pilots, that she feared someone to potentially intercept Imperial ships within their own system, but given the most recent escape of a Crusader-corvette who's pilot's identity remained still a mystery, the Rear Admiral assumed that it was best to roll safe for the moment until she was certain that the squad functioned as well as the Academy promised them to function. Furthermore there was still time for it later on, as she had to visit Dubrillion anyways in order to potentially find out the identity of this pirate crew.
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