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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2017 22:59:11 GMT -8
The Pursuer-class enforcement ship wobbles and weaves a bit as Lorcan familiarizes himself with the controls, feeling quite proud of himself for having managed to find the landing strut controls just before they reached Manda'yaim's upper atmosphere. Tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he makes an adjustment to their heading and succeeds in getting the ship steady, Lorcan increases their speed to get away from the planet's gravity well so he can make the jump to hyperspace.
"Now, Lorcan mutters to himself, his hands hovering searchingly over his control boards as he searches for the hyperspace controls he had been sure he spotted a moment ago, where was that blasted lever again?"
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Post by Raine Bralor on Dec 26, 2017 23:13:31 GMT -8
*The rough takeoff and exit of Manda'yaim's upper atmosphere, had tossed Raine onto the floor before she could buckle herself in. She sat up and yelled at her buir.* "I thought you could fly this thing?!" *Standing up and steadying herself, she made it to her seat.
All the while almost yelling some very unlady things in Huttese. Which was something she hoped her buir didn't understand.*
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2017 23:31:57 GMT -8
Scowling as he continues to search for the hyperspace controls, Lorcan shouts back over his shoulder, "And I so totally can! I'm just getting a feel for her, adding to sound as though he knows what he is talking about, Those were all totally necessary maneuvers to, you know, make sure everything is working, see how she handles, and . . . stuff. Shaking his head when he cannot make heads or tails out of what Raine is shouting about, Lorcan shouts back, What was that? You sound like you're choking on your own snot or something, are you alright? Em, smack your sister on the back a few times, make sure she isn't choking!"
"Ah ha!" Lorcan exclaims, reaching for the lever he has finally found and then finally manages to take the Pursuer from real space and into hyperspace.
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Post by Raine Bralor on Dec 26, 2017 23:46:16 GMT -8
"Getting a feel, yeah right." *Raine said under her breath. She had flown in ships before, and this wasn't normal.* "I'm not choking on anything! I was speaking...ugh..nevermind." *She pointed at Eimhin who was sitting just out of his arms reach.* "Don't you even try to smack me on the back." *Raine finally got herself buckled in just as the ship jumped to hyperspace.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2018 12:36:36 GMT -8
==MandalMotors Shipyard Expansion Project== Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months. Work crews from the different Clans banded together as the shipyards continued to expand and branch out from its humble origins as little more than a living quarters and docking ring, to a massive sprawling skeletal complex orbiting Mandalore. But the work had not stopped there. Work crews had marched on, adding on more layers. Opening up medium sized dry docks for support ships alongside the larger dry docks meant for capital ships. Giving more and more shape to the shipyard.
As more supplies came in, the final stages of construction were entered in to. The last of the shield generators were installed. Gun Emplacements were finalised. Exterior cladding was bolted on and welded into place. Creating a wealth of interior space that was habitable once the atmospheric systems were installed and powered up. This made way for a number of dry docks to support the construction of multiple starfighter class ships. Foremost among them being the Bes'uliik.
And now, after many long months, the shipyards stood complete. Floating in orbit directly above Keldabe, where the MandalMotors building was located. Shuttles moved the last of the new dock crews to their orbiting home. Ready to set foot, for the first time, on the massive structure. Veteran crews, meanwhile, were already getting to work on the first ship orders that were coming in from the various Clans. Each worker dedicated to the task of rebuilding the naval strength of the Mando'ade. So that they might better protect their borders, and venture forth across the stars |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2018 12:30:18 GMT -8
The stars reverted back to their individual dots in space as the Auxitius Command reverted back to real space. Followed closely by the remaining Keldabe-class Battleship and pair of Crusader-class Corvettes. The battle group moved into a defensive position in orbit around Concordia. A shuttle departed the Kandosii-type Dreadnaught and headed down to the surface of the moon. Carrying Auxitius D'Ordinii
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Post by Sayra Nur on Feb 28, 2018 8:25:17 GMT -8
Three small Delta-7 Aethersprite starfighters exited out of hyperspace. All three were of an unusual blue color and bore the markings of the Jedi Shadows. None of them immediately attempted to hail the orbital defenses. They merely slowed their engines to a crawl and formed up in a small V-formation. Two of the three small interceptors had fresh, recent blaster scores on their hulls, and one was missing its astromech unit.
The fighters began to communicate privately with one another...
Amendi Zor, who was made captain of the Jedi Shadows' fighter squadron 'Lunar Squadron' before Endor's defeat, took a deep breath, as if she had just escaped a great danger. Then, she immediately flipped on her ship comms to check on her two remaining squadmates. ::Lunar Squadron - sound off! Is everyone alright? Bin, Don - you both still with me?::
Bin Onara, known as Lunar Two, was the first to respond. ::I'm alright, Amendi.::
::I'm still with you, Captain.:: Don-Ro Rhylis, designated Lunar Three, followed suit. ::I can't believe it, though - we lost Azaria and Tanto. I barely made it out of there myself, except my R5 unit is gone. I can't believe the Jedi-Hunter found us.::
::How did he find us? We were so careful for the past seven years, and all of a sudden, just...out of nowhere.::
::I don't know, Bin. I don't know. I sense a newfound determination and resourcefulness from our foe. Probably has something to do with his ship's IFFs being marked as 'First Order.'::
::If the Jedi-Hunter has joined the First Order - we could all be in serious trouble.::
::So, Captain - where did we end up?::
Amendi Zor took a deep breath and heaved a worried sigh before replying with a very solemn tone. ::Mandalore.::
::Mandalore? We're in Mandalorian space?! Are you insane?! Why did you take us to Mandalorian space?::
Amendi seemed to grow increasingly impatient with her squadmates; a true reflection of the fear deep inside her. ::Because the Mandalorians are less likely to shoot us down than the First Order!::
::The Mandalorians still hate us. I'm with Bin on this one, Captain - we're really no safer here than we were on Kessel.::
::If it is the will of the Force that we should die at the hands of Mandalorians today - so be it.::
The entire squadron fell silent, contemplating what was about to happen to them. They all knew it wouldn't be long before the orbital defenses above Mandalore took notice of them.
::...I'm going to attempt to hail the Mandalorians. I'll explain our situation to them. Perhaps the Force will favor us and the Mandalorians will shelter us from the Jedi-Hunter. It's possible the Mandalorians hate the First Order more than they hate Jedi.::
::Whatever you're going to do, Captain, better do it quick. The Jedi-Hunter's probably right on our heels...::
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Post by "Saren" (Terros Ren) on Feb 28, 2018 8:50:16 GMT -8
As if exactly on cue, a lone Maruader-class Corvette dubbed the 'Sando', accompanied by four TIE Strikers and one TIE/D Defender, exited out of hyperspace in Mandalore's orbit, right behind the three Delta-7s.
Saren and his men had just left from Muunilinst after speaking with the newly crowned Emperor of the First Order. While Lord Saren was busy with the Emperor, his agents elsewhere had been hard at work, tracking down other Jedi for Saren to hunt down and kill in the name of the First Order. Although Zalor Anneri was the big prize, Saren certainly didn't want any other unprotected Jedi, especially other members of the Jedi Shadows, to slip through his fingers. It was only days later he and his men had flushed these three Shadows from their hole in the Kessel system, and he had tracked them here to Mandalore.
::Crimson Squadron...:: The cybernetic voice of Lord Saren bellowed across his TIE Defender's comms. ::...form up on me. These Shadows think that the bucket-headed, clumsy Mandalorian ignoramuses will protect them from us. Let's show them how wrong they are. The four of you focus on the two wingmen. I'll take the leader. Watch my back.::
::Copy that, Lord Saren. Forming on your wing. Prime weapons, gentlemen. It's time for round two.::
Immediately, Saren's TIE Defender and the four TIE Strikers formed up and began to close in on the three Jedi Shadows' starfighters.
::Lord Saren? It's Captain Faust from the Sando. If you don't mind me offering some sage advice - regardless of whether or not the Mandalorians choose to shelter the Jedi Shadows, they won't take kindly to unprovoked violence inside their orbital space. I'm estimating we have less than five minutes before they open fire on us. Whatever you're going to do, you'll want to do it quick. We're going to wear out our welcome here just as quickly.::
::Worry not, Captain.:: Saren responded rather patiently, in spite of the fact that he was well aware of their current location. :The Shadows love of their puny, pathetic Aethersprites will be their downfall. They're all sitting ducks out here. This won't take long at all. Have the Sando prepared to hyper out of the system on my command.::
::Naturally, Lord Saren. Good hunting.::
The very second they were in range, the TIEs all began firing on the Jedi Shadows' fighters.
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Post by Sayra Nur on Feb 28, 2018 9:16:13 GMT -8
Warning sirens began to blare on the ship's dashes of all three Jedi Starfighters, and they immediately moved to evade the TIE's cannon fire.
::Amendi?! They've found us!:: Bin shouted from over the Jedi Shadows' comms. ::Taking evasive manuevers!::
::What do we do, Captain?:: Don-Ro muttered frantically as he attempted to evade the TIE Striker that was hot on his tail.
::We fight, Lunar Squadron! We fight back and try to survive - long enough to get the Mandalorians' attention! Keep your cool and trust in the Force!::
All three Jedi Shadows Delta-7s began to prime weapons and return fire. In the midst of the fighting, Amendi switched to orbital comms and attempted to hail the Mandalorian's defensive fleet...
::Hailing Mandalore Defense Fleet! Mayday! Mayday! This is Jedi Knight Amendi Zor - we are under attack by hostile forces in your orbital space, and we humbly request your aid! Please assist!::
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Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Mar 20, 2018 2:27:01 GMT -8
Jetiise in trouble? wouldn't it be fun to just blast them all? NC was very distinctly inclined to exactly that, kill the jetiise and their aggressors. He certainly had no love for them, even if his late buir did. At least for a few select ones. But the thought of Zaryna made him less callous, than he usually was towards Jetii. Granted, that was like saying an ant's head was higher than usual while walking above ground, but it was no less true.
NC wasn't in a particularly good spot to do much of anything at the moment anyway... though the Aka'jor he now piloted was far from stock. Nor were its two escorts the simple M3-A's they registered as on sensors. The pilots in particular were two of the best in the Infinite Imperium. Much as NC hated having escorts, Aya was becoming rather adamant that he accept them, and there better fights to pick so NC had acquiesced at long last. Still, even with the relative proximity of his group to the tangle of intruders and the memory of Zaryna slight pushing him towards a more empathetic frame of mind; it took the more ... zealous of the two pilots requesting permission to join the hunt for NC to decide that he was in fact going to interfere with the ongoing dogfight.
Permission to respond with hostile intent, alor?
Oya vode!
Until orders were "received" from mandalore to the contrary, NC and his escort would be joining the fray. Though, to say that they were jumping to the rescue of the jedi might be colossal overstatement. NC's shuttle held four rows of three missile launchers lining what had been the cargo holds outer walls and a twin laser cannon on a partial turret under the chin of the craft. The missile tubes were arranged to fire above and below the shuttle, and each held a two missiles, for a total of twenty four short range but agile homing missiles. They were well suited for tearing apart fighters, but less well suited for dealing with large vessels. The two escorting M3-A's were equipped with a fire-linked pair of accurate and fast firing light ion cannons. The majority of their modifications were to decrease mass, without loosing structural integrity, which was accomplished by using more expensive alloys for the frame and hull than most models used. The rest were simple swaps of modern parts for the original pieces. They could easily match the TIEs for maneuverability and speed, though they were somewhat underpowered in weapons, their guns wouldn't overheat, or suffer significant spread from prolonged firing. The M3-A's were also shielded, with a rather robust system that would survive even the Defender's focus for a time, though a solid hit from the marauder's guns would prove quite taxing.
All three vessels began accelerating towards the ruckus, though as yet, no communication was directed towards either party, and given the circumstances, one might be inclined to misinterpret what little chatter the vessels had exchanged. To add to the confusion, NC began seeking a target lock on all fighters in angry swarm before him. His co-pilot was busy pumping auxiliary power into boosting the Aka'jor's shields. Being the largest target in what amounted to a brawl, he expected to receive fire from the corvette before they finished closing with the fighters. NC idly wondered if the M3-A's would leave anything for his co-pilot to shoot by the time the shuttle reached the skirmish... His shuttle was fast, but not enough to out pace the modernized M3-A's, which would have firing solutions for their ion cannons any second now...
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Post by Kaine Australis on Mar 22, 2018 6:34:37 GMT -8
The Australis fleet had been somewhat asleep, but they'd had time to get woken and alerted by now. Only scant forces were in the system, but a single Keldabe class was more than a match for the corvette, and two squadrons of bes'uliik fighters outnumbered the enemy fighters nearly five to one.
A curt comm message went out on an open channel from the flight leader of the lead mando fighter squadron.
Intruders, be aware, you have violated Mandalorian space, stand down or be destroyed.
The Mando battleship vectored towards the Corvette, preparing to fire, as twenty four fighters made for the Corvette, approaching from the rear in two sets of four trios.
The Keldabe also readied its powerful tractor beams, aiming to grab the Corvette and prevent escape. It would be within range shortly. The fighters, they were gaining faster, and would be in range first.
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Post by "Saren" (Terros Ren) on Mar 24, 2018 20:15:27 GMT -8
For the first minute, the Jedi-Hunter's TIE Strikers traded shots with the Shadows' starfighters uninterrupted by the Mandalore defenses. Crimson Four was shot down by Bin's fighter, but his wingmate was right behind the Jedi, and only seconds later, Three had Bin's starfighter square in his crosshairs. The Jedi and his ship was blasted to pieces in a split-second. Don-Ro tried to lure his pursuers closer to the hull of the 'Sando', but a well timed shot from the Marauder Corvette's port side turret disabled his ship's controls, and Two and Three were able to vaporize him easily.
::Nice shot! Two Jedi down, one more to go!::
Saren himself chased after Amendi Zor, who seemed intent on leading him closer to the Mandalorian ships. Nevertheless, the Jedi-Hunter continued to lay down a barrage of fire on her, all six of his TIE Defender's cannons and both his ion cannons sending shots sailing past her. She evaded them skillfully, and it would seem that she might reach the Mandalorian defenses.
"The Force is strong with you, girl, but it cannot protect you from me for long." Saren muttered to himself.
However, before long, as Captain Faust had predicted, the small skirmish had attracted the attention of the Mandalorians. From the bridge of the Sando, Faust watched white-knuckled as squadrons of Mandalorian fighters and a Keldabe-class battlecruiser approached their position. He was monitoring the skirmish, and had observed the TIE Strikers successfully destroying two of the three Jedi Shadows fighters. Now, he just needed Lord Saren to finish off their leader.
Just when it seemed she was about to escape Saren's shot range, Amendi's fighter strayed right into his line of fire, and a barrage of shots from his TIE Defender's ion cannons landed direct hits on her Delta-7's engines. Within seconds, the fighter was disabled, although it continued to careen toward's the planet of Mandalore's atmosphere. Saren was about to fire the final shot when he heard his TIE Striker squadron's lead fighter chime in over the comms:
::Lord Saren, heads up! Multiple squadrons of Mandalorian fighters on approach! Do we engage?::
::Intruders, be aware, you have violated Mandalorian space, stand down or be destroyed.:: ...came the Mandalorian fighters' warning only seconds later.
Saren knew their time spent in Mandalorian space was up. They had killed two of the Jedi, and their leader was in dire straights. This was the best case scenario for this hunt. It was time to leave. Seconds later, Saren's gave out a response to all of his men.
::No! Do not engage! No one is to fire a single shot at a Mandalorian ship! If we start attacking the Mandalorians, it could escalate into a greater conflict between the First Order and the Mandalorian Empire, and that is something the Emperor absolutely will not allow! All Crimson craft withdraw immediately! Captain Faust, get the Sando out of here. Set a course back for Muunulist, we'll regroup there.::
Captain Faust, from the Sando, quickly interjected...::Lord Saren - what about the lead Jedi Shadow? She's still alive. Aren't we going to finish her off?::
::Her craft is disabled - she won't be leaving this place anytime soon. We'll leave her for the Mandalorian dogs to pick her bones clean - it's as good a death as any. Our Hunt here is finished. Let's go!::
::As you command, Lord Saren. Sando preparing to hyper out. Good hunting by all.::
Immediately, the Marauder-class Corvette began to turn its bow away from the planet, and its hyperdrive began to power up. The three remaining TIE Strikers formed up and began speeding away from the planet, with Saren's TIE Defender bringing up the rear. With Mandalorian ships hot on their heels, however, it would be a race to see if they could activate their hyperdrives fast enough to avoid being shot down before they could escape...
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Post by Sayra Nur on Mar 24, 2018 20:53:08 GMT -8
Amendi Zor, leader of the Jedi Shadows' elite fighter squadron 'Lunar Squadron' had been in dire straights before. But not this dire. Even as the Jedi-Hunter's starfighter rained down a barrage of fire towards her, she could sense both Don-Ro's and Bin's valiant deaths. As she felt them become one with the Force, she was more angry than she was afraid. Yet, the Jedi-Hunter's pursuit was relentless. Try as she might, she couldn't shake him.
Finally, in one fleeting moment, she made a critical mistake. In an instant, sparks flew from the electronics in her starfighter's dash and she instantly lost all control of her Delta-7. She had taken a direct hit from a strong ion blast, and now her starfighter was completely disabled. With her engines at full throttle, this meant that she would be helpless to do anything other than speed straight past the Mandalorian's defenses and fly towards the planet of Mandalore's surface, which would surely result in an inevitable crash landing.
::Ohhh, this isn't good, Arthree! Hang on!::
[Whistle-beep-whistle-click] Her R3 unit gave out a series of panicked beeps and whistles, unable to remotely correct the starfighter's current trajectory.
As she glanced out her starboard side visor, she could see groups of Mandalorian ships headed towards the battle. To her relief, though, the Jedi-Hunter's fighter suddenly turned around and ended his pursuit. She sensed he wasn't prepared to face off against the Mandalorians. It would seem, to her, that her idea had worked, not that it had profited her late squad members any. She was now the last of Lunar Squadron, and it was imperative that she at least try to survive. But she knew she would now be at the mercy of the Mandalorians.
Intruders, be aware, you have violated Mandalorian space, stand down or be destroyed. The Mandalorian fighters' warning came over her comm channel as well.
"Oh, they're probably not going to like this, Arthree." In a split second decision, she keyed her communications and gave out a response to the Mandalorians: ::Jedi Knight Amendi Zor to the mighty warriors of the Mandalorian Empire - my craft is disabled. I have lost all control of my starfighter, and I am unable to alter my current course towards your planet. I beg your mercy, and humbly request you not fire on me.::
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Post by Kaalin Karr on Jun 7, 2018 11:38:46 GMT -8
The stealth-Esq fighter emerged from hyperspace, drifting towards the planet of Mandalore. Kaalin grabbed a hold of the controls, and maneuvered the ship towards the planets surface.
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Post by Kaalin Karr on Jul 15, 2018 10:03:14 GMT -8
The Aliit Karr Expeditionary Fleet stood fast, orbiting the planet in a defensive formation. On the Capital ship, a mighty Kandosii-type Dreadnaught; sat Admiral Valian on his bridge. He stood near the front of the bridge, glowing with his white coloured uniform. His eyes were set upon the stars, admiring the beauty that surrounded his fleet. One of the bridge officers alerted the Admiral; a message had been recieved from their Aliit'alor. Valian retreated from his post, replacing his view with a hologram of Kaalin Karr.
Aliit'alor!
At Ease Admiral. I have an opportunity for your fleet, but I only require a few of your ships. During one of our scans, a vessel was spotted in Ordo's orbit. We believe it to be a Corvette of some sort, but it may pose a threat never the less. Dispatch your fleet as you see fit Admiral, I hope this is nothing more then a lost ship.
It will be done Ner Vod.
The hologram dissipated, leaving the admiral pondering among himself. He turned towards his communications officer, a young mandalorian female dressed in black.
"Have Captain Vifo intercept that vessel over Ordo, I want two Corvettes with him as well. It shouldn't be an issue, but we shouldn't be afraid to take precautions."
The young officer nodded and immediately began sending the order out to the other ships. Within a few minutes, a Jehavey'ir-type assault ship broke its formation. Two Crusader-Class Corvettes flanked its position, all three simultaneously heading towards open space. The hyper-drives roared in similar fashion, and the three Mandalorian ships made the jump towards Ordo.
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Post by Telarial Bralor on Jul 17, 2018 20:51:23 GMT -8
*A heavily modified Arc-170 dropped out of hyperspace. Adonias requested clearance to land. After minutes of impatiently waiting, he is finally cleared to land at the Keldabe spaceport.*
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Post by House of D'Ordinii on Aug 6, 2018 15:23:58 GMT -8
==Mand'alor's Paperwork Woes==
<<107PP; O7 Sector, Mandalore, Geopolar Orbit of the local star>>
Individually, each of the automated solar stations were not that impressive. In size, they were slightly less than ten kilometers across each. Much larger solar collection stations existed in many of the more populated or advance systems. Technically, their 70% collection rate was slightly below average as well. The one notable feature they had going for them, was that they could fold down tightly enough to be moved (albeit slowly) by a single M23 hull. This meant they could be deployed or moved en mass as needed with little effort. In this particular case, several hundred were being strung out in a polar orbit to provide energy for the new mint that would be coming on line on the primary planet of the system. It would require tremendous amounts of power, but the local star put out plenty to spare. As the stations were all clustered around the north pole of the star, only a single relay station was needed in a shadow orbit of the Mandalore. This would ensure a continuous stream of energy to the Mint, regardless of time or weather.
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Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 3, 2018 18:46:23 GMT -8
*A lone AIAT/i dropped out of hyperspace and lumbered into Mandalore's orbit. The old gunship was battered and worn, sporting scars from past and recent battles. The old vessel didn't have to wait long before it recieved clearance. The engines roared back to life and carried the ship planet side.*
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Post by Dral Marev on Dec 16, 2019 20:54:07 GMT -8
Flashing out of hyperspace and slowing to Plannetary Approach Speed, The Marev Fleet drops out of hyperspace and vectors twords Mandalore intending to enter orbit around the planet.
The Marev Fleet Consists of:
(1) Re-fitted Venator Star Destroyer (Flagship) Black with Crimson Flashings Christened Ijaat. Compliment of 200 Fang Fighers, And 10 YT-1930 Freighters.
(2) YT-1930 Modified Freighters (the Galaar,and the Hodayc)
(1) Keldabe Class Battleships (the Mirshir)
(1) Keldabe Class Battleships (the Muun'bajir)
(1) Keldabe Class Battleships (the Naast)
(3) Crusader Class Cruisers (the Cabur, the
Eparavur, and the Gedin'la)
(1) Renovated Acclamator Class Assault Ship (the Jurir)
Dral, Aliit'alor of Clan Marev, looks out upon the slowly growing surface of Mandalore from the bridge of the Venator Ijaat. The Marev Clan had been long in self-imposed exile in the Unknown Regions fleeing from the Empire they had once lived in and loved due to its burgeoning hatred of force users. They had fled, and remained hidden. Now, they have finally returned home. Having heard the widespread broadcast of the fall of their beloved Mandalorian Empire, and the tolerance of force users now. Their hearts longed to assist in re-building their home. Dral's hungry eyes ate up the planetscape ahead of the Ijaat. He could hardly wait to return to it's surface.
"Comm Officer" Dral barked from the viewport. "Hail Keldabe and the Defense Forces. Inform them of our arrival, request coordinates for a geostationary orbit near Keldabe but out of the way of their traffic vectors, and offer the Defense Forces our assistance while in system. After that, request orbital entry for a few ships, Two of the 1930's should be sufficient, so that we may speak with the current leader of the planet and ascertain whether our old bastion is still standing." Dral Nodded curtly as the Comm Officer replied quickly in Mando'a and opened a hailing channel to begin carrying out his orders.
Dral turned to Aloriya, his daughter and First Officer of the Ship. She nodded in understanding and took the Bridge as Dral moved aft and decended twords the Hangers. His impatience had gotten the better of him. He would Board his ship, a Komyrk christened the Bi'kad'iniir, and make for the planet's surface separate from the Fleet.
After his ship had cleared the hanger, Dral opened a hailing channel of his own to Keldabe Air Traffic Control
"Keldabe," Dral said in Mando'a, "This is the Bi'kad'iniir, Komyrk Class support ship of the Marev Fleet. I request landing permission, and vectoring instructions for a landing pad. I will be arriving ahead of two YT-1930's which I'm sure you have the Landing Request for already."
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Post by Dral Marev on Dec 16, 2019 21:50:06 GMT -8
After recieving the requested Vectoring information, Dral Headed into Keldabe Spaceport, admiring the Mandalmotors Spacedocks as he flew past them.
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