Taung H'rel
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Post by Taung H'rel on Nov 25, 2013 18:38:27 GMT -8
Admiral Holland was warned by a sensor operator that they had been fired upon by a ship in the fleet over Carida. The gray skinned Taung leaned forwards, his features concealed by his armor as his eyes narrowed. Only one ship had fired in their direction and it seemed to be continuing...in some odd pulsing pattern. The three ships immediately shifted their ranged shields between them and the other fleet that was firing in their direction. Oversized turbolaser turrets swiveled and ranging lasers began to take ranging information on the possibly hostile fleet and beginning to assign target priorities.
"What are they pulsing at us?"
It didnt take long to figure out the pulse code.
Holland patched in to the Jammer and put out a single word.
What.
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Post by Nemo on Dec 2, 2013 10:13:48 GMT -8
A single XJ-7 starfighter leaves the hanger bay of the Resolution and quickly leaves the system. Tza's sealed orders contained in the cockpit of the craft details the pilots further instructions. Tza monitors the fighter's course as the enemy make contact. The single word, gruffly spoken in a Mandalorian accent does not fill the Falleen with any hope. However he couldn't just leave, he must do something.
"Open up a comms channel, maximum power, I don't want to be mis-heard."
This is Admiral Tza'uax of the Republic Navy. I am authorised to negotiate the surrender of the Jedi forces on Carida!
He was not authorised to do anything, except to distract and stall the actions of the enemy fleet. He did not imagine this would come to much but his burning hatred for Mandalorians swelled within the Admiral's body. The deaths of those under his command at Yavin would be avenged.
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Post by Taung H'rel on Dec 2, 2013 15:59:16 GMT -8
Admiral Holland admired the audacity of the fleet commander. How could he possibly be authorized for anything when he couldnt talk to anyone.
"Deactivate a standard radio frequency from the jamming range."
:: The terms are simple. Unconditional surrender including your fleet. Immediately.::
Onboard the three Mishmure'cya class ships that had squared off with the Republic fleet, fingers hovered over firing studs waiting to unleash the power of the ships once more.
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Post by Nemo on Dec 4, 2013 9:24:37 GMT -8
They weren't asking for much were they? I mean, they were in a commanding position but any commander who turned down the opportunity to take a victory with reduced casualties and didn't would not be very popular for long. Tza hoped this was true even in Mandalorian culture, though he wasn't going to bet on it, only that he was able to stall. So far the stalling had worked a bit, they had dropped the jamming on a certain comms frequency, Tza quickly put a plan together. He typed in a message to his data pad and prepared to condense the message for later. First he must continue his negotiations.
I will only offer my surrender if you allow the complete evacuation of civilian personnel from the conflict zone.
The Mandalorians came to kill Jedi, which they probably have already had a good amount of, now they had the chance to take a Republic fleet too. Tza hoped that prize would be enough of a pull to negotiate with. Tza typed a few more things into his datapad, these were fleet orders. Orders to prepare to scramble the computer cores and scuttle the ships, the Admiral was not about to hand over weapons of war to his sworn enemy. After this was quickly sent to the fleet he used his pad to encode his previous message using a high priority Jedi encryption. This transmission was designed to be sent to Master Adi and his powerful armour. He had no doubt the AI had the ability to receive the message and de-crypt it. The frequency that was open would make it a long shot but Tza had to warn the Jedi Master of his plan and the enemy fleet presence. The compression was complete and he pressed the button, sending the burst transmission towards the planet. He already had his excuses ready for the Mandalorians.
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Post by Taung H'rel on Dec 7, 2013 17:53:57 GMT -8
::You will surrender immediately by loading your crew into escape pods and shutting down your ships reactors immediately, and not scuttle or damage or render your ships inoperable in any way, and you have my word that we shall not interfere with any civilian evacuation and will take any prisoners who surrender. If not, know that you had their fates in your hands, and any accidental deaths in this battle will be on your hands.::
Admiral Holland wondered if he could pull off such a coup as to simply seize a Republic Fleet. If his opposite number refused, well he didnt have time to play any more games. He had already given the order of ships he wanted targeted.
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Post by Adi on Dec 9, 2013 14:43:37 GMT -8
A damaged starfighter rose from the high-gravity world of Carida on the far side of the planet. It made its way for the nearest hyperspace lane, and to speed away toward Coruscant, but to no avail. The hyperdrive systems had been damaged in the battle, and were not functioning. The Jedi Master contained within the cockpit was unconscious, so the A-AI activated the emergency beacon, and began to try to reach someone friendly for help.
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Post by Taung H'rel on Dec 12, 2013 20:28:37 GMT -8
Three Mandokar class Star Frigates climb into orbit and begin to move off, the Star Cruisers wait for a few moments, and then turn away as well. The New Republic commander would have to keep. The fleet of six Mandalorian ships formed up and moved off a good distance from the planet sitting on a hyperspace jump point, and waited.
In the time that it had taken for the invasion, battle, and cleanup, and the withdrawal, the planet had rotated 180 degrees from the firing positions that had launched the slowly compacting series of turbolaser barrages. In their flight the the individually powerful bolts had slowly converged and fit together at the exhaustively calculated positions in order to be as dense as possible without disrupting the cohesion of the bolts themselves. The condensed beam streaked out of seemingly from the void of vacuum and space itself to strike the planet with the same energy that was fired at Alderaan by the first Death Star. The blue beam of life sucking energy drove into the planet releasing its pent up furry into the soil, then the mantle, and then into the interior of the planet itself, and all the while more and more energy poured into the hole and plasma that simply couldnt contain any more of it. The shockwave started expanding faster and faster in the twinkling of an eye it had reached the point that gravity and molecular cohesion lost the struggle. The planet itself began breaking apart, propelled by the massive releases of energy within its fiery and burning guts as the atmosphere burned off in a flash of oxidizing gasses at first radiating out from the cylinder of turbolaser fire, and then from other points as the crust broke and spewed the plasma as the heavier sections of planetary materials separated from their neighbors by weaker veins. In two hearbeats, the planet was no more as its gravity well vanished as the planetary mass ceased to be an influence on space/time and began their own independent journeys as a superheated and slowly cooling asteroid field that would expand for many years to come, eventually slowly forming a new if small asteroid belt around the systems primary.
A few moments after the planet blew apart, the Mandalorian ships recalculated their hyperspace entrances, and leapt to hyperspace, leaving the system devoid of any meaningful Jedi presence.
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Post by Will Sontir on Dec 16, 2013 0:47:18 GMT -8
A Corellian made YT-1760 small transport freighter bearing the emblem of the Jedi Order breaks hyperspace from the mid rim. Nothing but destruction in front of the canopy of the cockpit. The jedi master, accompanied by a cyberpunk padawan and a still unconscious Joshua now strapped into the medical bay.
The Jedi master takes stock of the catastrophe, and slams a fist into the console in front of him. "NOOO! NOT AGAIN! WHY IN THE FORCE DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING!" Will throws the datapad off the side console of the navicomputer. Will runs his face roughly through his hands and allows his face to be pulled and strained between them.
A beep on the side console keeps alluding the attention of the Jedi Masters. . .
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Post by syla on Dec 19, 2013 5:55:08 GMT -8
"What? Cardia isnt supposed to be an asteroid world?"
*She asked, kinda hearing how stupid her question was.*
"Shit...."
*She froze.*
"...Balls."
*Sure, there was a blinking console, but syla was not an ordinary girl. She pointed at a light spot right in front of their ship. She could triangulate in short range on a planet, but in space, if she really wanted to, she could do it for longer distances if space was clear of other entities, and at the moment, space was rather clear between the two ships.*
"About two thausand kilometers there. A ship. Adi is on there... I mean Jedi Master Adimundi Matangi or whatever his princeship calls himself. I can detect his comm unit."
*She practically threw herself down into the chair by the comm unit and allready had her wire plunged into her own neck, and connected to the comm unit. After a moments wait while sylas eyes basically went up into her scull and she looked like as if she would be in shock and get a siezure or something she came back and started speaking into the comm. Her voice came through Adi-s comm unit.*
Dude... Duuuuuuude. DUDE! You there? Can you answer? WTF is going on? You ok?
*Adi would have recognised that gruff female voice that smoked too much. Cigarettes too, yeah. This was about the time she looked up and then at the sensors console.*
Master Jedi Will... we should be moving. Those rocks arent coming in for tea...
"Master Jedi Will... we should be moving. Those rocks arent coming in for tea..."
*Debree was heading strait for them.*
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Post by Adi on Dec 19, 2013 21:41:35 GMT -8
There was still no sign of movement from Adieumus, and the hyperdrive on the Natalia still wasn't functional. It had been pretty severely damaged in the fight with the Mandalorians. Gregory sent out an emergency beacon distress call at the first sign of Syla attempting to communicate, along with a message of his own..
::We copy you, Ms. Ulfsdottir. Master Matango is in dire need of some medical attention, and our hyperdrive on his ship is out of commission. Is there any way you can lend some assistance?::
Adi's vitals, though far weaker than normal, were stabilizing thankfully. It was a stroke of excellent luck that Padawan Ulfsdottir and Master Sontir had happened upon them when they did. Without a hyperdrive, the Natalia was far too distant from any friendly port. Carida had been a top secret operation, almost blacked out. The Jedi Council would not have known to check for the contingent there for a long while to come.
All in all, Syla could possibly be saving Adieumus' life once again...and this time, she had some help.
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Post by Will Sontir on Dec 23, 2013 20:34:52 GMT -8
Hearing Syla's pleas, Will looks up from his dismay and glances over to the chirping from the console and then his eyes go wide as a large asteroid grows . . . . . . larger in the viewport. Will grabs hold of the yoke and spins the Corellian freighter down just in time to run parallel down the asteroid until clear of it and then sharply pulls the freighter back up the other side. Will exhales in relief and casually flies to the endangered vessel where Adi and his crew are stranded without a hyperspace drive.
Continuing to control his breath Will secures the airlock hatch of the cockpit and keyed the cargo hatch, and whipped the freighter around to allow the single seated starfighter that Adi is unconsciously sitting in. "Brace yourself, Syla. This is going to be rough." Will closes his eyes and allows the Force to guide his actions. With the A.I. helping guide Adi's starfighter, and the Will's skills in the Force, the starfighter makes a loud screeching touch down in the freighter's cargo hold. As Will keys the cargo hold closed. "Syla, be a doll and secure Master Adi in the medical bay and see if you can slice the navicomputer and see exactly happened here. We need to stay out of range before the Mando's pick up that we are here and find a reason to care. And check on Josh while you are at it."
Will begins keying in coordinates heading into the Core to report to the Council of these terrible events that keep on hitting the Jedi Order. . .
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Post by Nemo on Dec 25, 2013 11:12:44 GMT -8
Tza was preparing to hand his fleet over to the Mandalorian aggressor when the situation began to change. Ships began to leave the planet's atmosphere, both Jedi and Mandalorian. The Falleen was about to call off the surrender, the VIP Jedi being among those ships escaping the attack. However, he didn't need to stop proceedings, they stopped themselves. The enemy withdrew and watched as their horrific plan to end the planet came to fruition. The mass of turbolaser energy crashed into the planet and caused the most immense explosion that the officers had ever seen. The entire fleet fell silent for a moment in shock, the Mandalorians left during this time. Tza thought quickly, there were some Jedi ships in the area that had suffered damage and needed assistance but he must also ensure news of this tragedy was spread.
He ordered that the Acclamator-class Assault ship "Darla" stay in orbit and assist the Jedi. He was going to take the rest of his fleet to track down the enemy and engage him on Tza's terms. They jumped into hyperspace bound for Honoghr.
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Post by syla on Dec 26, 2013 16:41:12 GMT -8
*Syla nodded reaching down for LEGO. The large and heavy box slid on the floor, got picked up and put into the secondary pilots chair. Syla strapped the ship core into the chair, and then pulled the large wire out of her neck. Her eyes went up in their sockets, and she shuddered. When it was over, and will was still dodging rocks, Syla let the computer handshake with LEGO and see the other Shipcomputer (LEGO) as an other crewmember. She put her end of the wire into the box and reached her right hand to her mouth.*
"Start talking with that droid, download all data available, and help out with the flying. Look for other survivors."
*She spoke into the mic in one of her fingers, the message was then sent to the ship, to witch LEGO was now connected and could actually take orders from her creator. The poor thing didnt have a comm unit of its own. Syla will have to mend that later.
She ran down to the cargobay door, and braced herself against a wall, hugging a thick pipe. The ship shook with tremor as the Natalia came to a halt, nearly felling syla. As the display on her side of the door turned green, showing the cargo hold was pressurised, it alsos started to flash red, indicating fire.
Grabbing two rebriethers and a fire distinguisher from the emergency locker, she opened the door. She had just donned the rebriether on her when the smoke welled in through the opening.
Turning her sight to infra red on her cybernetic eye she saw the fighter in the middle of the cargo hold. It had bounced off her side of the wall on entry, and pulled some of the metal flooring with it as it slid back. The technology under cought fire and she was quick to quench it with foam from the fire distinguisher. Then she could get to the ship. She ran up to the cockpit and looked it over. The thing was deformed, wouldnt open. That didnt stop the cyberpunk padawan.
She asessed the situation quickly, her talent as a mechanic shining through. She found the places where the canopy could be held in place and started working quickly. She heated the metal in a line with the laser cutter in the left index finger, and then put her underarm to it. The bottom side of her underarm opened up as flaps slid aside, and a chain of blades emerged. The inbuilt chainsaw worked fast on the heated metal, but it had a price. The Quadanium armour ate her blades like swiss cheese gets consumed at a pensioners party. By the final and third cut, the blades were dull and some even had snapped off.*
"FUCK!"
*She realised she was stupid, in panic and not thinking. She made an expensive medical maintenance bill by fracking up her chainsaw, while she could have done it in an other way. The Jedi way. She reached for the large flashlight hanging from her toolbelt, and activated it. The bright blue flame cut through the final piece of armour that had blocked the canopy. She jumped to cover from it and screamed into her mic through the rebreather.*
"LEGO! Tell the droid to eject the canopy!"
*A second later the canopy flew off and hit the oposing wall. Syla ran up to Adi and checked him over. Touching his neck for pulse and fractures, then the same with arms and leggs, she found nothing indicating an injury of that kind. Pushing the belly, it was soft, not hard like when there is inner bleeding. She found mostly bruises and cuts from an exploding cockpit computer, by the looks of it. She took off whatever he had on his head and put on the clean rebriether. Then, she pulled him over her back with a skilled move she learned in the Jedi Auxiliary Marine Core. A move with witch you can carry comrades even heavier then yourself. She slowly got to the medical bay and put Adi on the bed, strapping him in and starting scans for damadge, consulting the med computer for treatment.*
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*LEGO the ship core found many beacons but scans found most dormant, besides one. An acclamator-class Assault ship named "Darla".*
Unidentified Acclamator-class Assault ship, this is YT-1760 small transport freighter "LEGO". Identify yourself or be obliterated.
*The words were badly chosen, and the act to even start communications was rash from the inexperienced AI... and since he had not a lot of communication with the outside world, he kinda sucked at it... What he tried to convay was the quary for Darlas loyalities. And only text came over, no sound.*
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Post by Will Sontir on Jan 12, 2014 15:55:23 GMT -8
Will can sense something wasn't right with Adi in the back there, but Will was more concerned with what the ship was sensing still the area of the wreckage that is Carida. A Mandalorian vessel was still actively monitoring the scene. Luckily the Corellian freighter was small enough to be popping in and out of sensors as a vessel and then hiding behind larger pieces of the planetary debris. But this can only last for so long.
Will only stayed in system long enough to allow the hyperdrive to do a full cool down and reboot. He allowed the navicomputers to plot the calculations to the Core. There is to be a Meeting of the Masters to ascertain the jedi's next move. The Mandalorians have planned long and hard about the eradication of the Jedi. They have hit hard and swift and taken so much from them. Now the Jedi need to figure what they need to do in order to survive and route the Mandalorian's plans in order to potentially save billions of lives that could be caught in the crossfire. . . . .
The course was laid in, and with a sudden burst, the freighter stretched into a streak of light; joining the stars and the Force in the infinite expanse of space-- heading coreward to Coruscant. . . .
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2014 4:09:22 GMT -8
The Imperial Storm Fleet was situated just outside the Carida III star system, watching from afar as the last of the refugee ships brought the former inhabitants of Carida II, which also happened to include a small handful of inhabitants of the original Carida, to their new homeworld. General Zahn stood on the bridge of The Warlords Fist, wearing his slightly modified Storm Commando Armour, watching a magnified holo video feed that was projected onto one of the main viewports as it showed the ships coming and going.
Vice-Admiral Aethyr cautiously approached the General, knowing that despite his calm outward demeanour, beneath his was seething with a suppressed rage. However it was a feeling most of the Imperial Storm shared, many of them having passed through the Carida Academy on their rise to becoming members of the Storm Commando corp. It was a cruel fate to lose your planet once, but an even crueller fate to lose it twice, a mistake that Aethyr knew General Zahn did not intend to let happen a third time.
The Vice-Admiral gave a quick salute as she stopped beside Zahn, with the General nodding in return as he maintained his stiff stature, his arms loosely by his sides. Aethyr took a slightly relaxed stance, her leg's slightly apart and her arms crossed behind her back
General, the last of the Republic Refugee ships are now landing. A small group of 3 DP20 frigate are currently acting as a pocket defence force. What are your orders sir?
General Zahn stood in silent contemplation for a couple of minutes, as he considered the best course of action against the enemy force. Whilst it was true their opponents were vastly smaller, the DP20 made up for it's size by packing a number of double turbolasers, several quad-laser cannons and concussion missile launchers. However the Nebula alone had the three frigates outgunned and outclassed, a fact he intended to exploit fully to his advantage
It's time we reclaimed our homeworld Vice-Admiral. Jump us in as close as you can to those DP20's and give them a taste of our broadside. Have the Executioner jump in slightly further out and lock down the area, we can't risk anything escaping...
Very well sir.
Aethyr walked back along the length of the bridge, to her command chair situated roughly in the middle of the bridge. Several holographic displays came online, showing various statistics and ship movement information. The commanding officer's of each department on the bridge turned to her and waited for commands
Rightio boys, have the port side gunner crews ready to fire and prepare to increase power to the port side shields. Those DC20's pack a punch and I don't want to be caught off guard if they survive. The Executioner is to jump in on our starboard side and lock the planet down. We jump on my mark.
The various command crew begun issuing orders to their subordinates, who in turn issued orders to the gun crews, shield crews, and to the Executioner. The Warlord's Fist and the Executioner then moved free from the rest of the fleet, assuming their post jump formation, at which point Aethyr gave the order to jump.
A couple moments later, the Nebula-class Star Destroyer and the Immobilizer 418 cruiser made the hyperspace jump from just outside the system, to a couple hundred kilometers from the planet. Due to the short distance, the two warships exited hyperspace roughly about the same time, The Executioner immediately power up it's gravity well generator's and started projecting, cutting off further hyperspace jumps to exit the system.
General Zahn remained almost motionless on the bridge of The Warlord's Fist, time seemingly slowing down for him over the next few minutes as the Nebula exited hyperspace a hundred or so meters out from the small formation of DP20 Frigates. The targetting computer's begun acquiring targetting solutions as the gun's moved fairly swiftly into position, before Vice-Admiral Aethyr gave the command to fire. The port side of the ship seemed to light up with a bright light as 10 Heavy Dual Turbolasers, 10 Turbolasers, 5 Ion Cannons, and 3 Assault Concussion Missiles were fired at the three 120 meter craft.
The Republic Defence Forces had, had no hope of surviving, or even of fighting back against the Nebula. The DC20's quickly disappeared in three blasts, quickly turning them into space dust and tiny pieces of wreckage. General Zahn smiled as the only real opposing force was shattered, giving them an open door down to Carida City, Allowing him to announce his stewardship of the planet and it's new allegiance to the Imperial Storm. He turned around and faced Aethyr from across the bridge and gave her a kurt nod
Order the rest of the fleet to join us. Inform the Colonel's we are going groundside.
Very well Sir.
General Zahn then made his way off the bridge as the Executioner dropped the gravity well, before the rest of the Imperial Storm fleet made the jump into orbit of Carida. Zahn made his way down through the various corridors, stairwells and lifts of The Warlod's Fist, before arriving to one of the starboard hangar bays where Colonel Nam was ensuring the 1st Battalion was all loaded up in the LAAT/i's and the vehicles were secured in the transports.
General Zahn put on his helmet and hoped in the lead LAAT a couple moments before Colonel Nam joined it, before the troop bay doors closed and the flotila of LAAT/i's and Transports departed from the fleet, ferrying the Imperial Storm forces down planetside. Nam turned towards Zahn as the LAAT/i descended from The Warlord's Fist
What's the goal here Sir? Planetary occupation isn't really our thing...
You're right, but I do not intend to let the Republic or the Jedi have control of Carida again. They had their chance to protect what I love, and they failed, not once but twice. First I will ensure our people's safety... Then we will find those responsible... on both sides. It'll be a long quest, I am sure, so be certain we will continue our usual activites Colonel. The Empire will rise again someday, and we will be there ready to rejoin it, our skills honed from years of practice, doing what we do best... Instilling fear and ensuring the continued survival of a united people
Colonel Nam nodded in agreement with Zahn's statement, despite the end game seeming like something of a far off posibility, having Carida did provide them with resources. One of which was the Carida Academy, which they could use to replenish their ranks should any of their men fall. The LAAT/i's then begun entering the planet's atmosphere, heading for Carida City
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Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2014 21:21:42 GMT -8
Alongside the ground defences, a pair of Golan III Space Defense NovaGun platforms were also purchased and were moved into the orbit of Carida in an effort to help defend the planet from any further attacks from outsiders, since it was something of a habit for people to want to attack and blow up planet's
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Post by Nemo on Feb 8, 2014 6:26:30 GMT -8
*LEGO the ship core found many beacons but scans found most dormant, besides one. An acclamator-class Assault ship named "Darla".*Unidentified Acclamator-class Assault ship, this is YT-1760 small transport freighter "LEGO". Identify yourself or be obliterated.*The words were badly chosen, and the act to even start communications was rash from the inexperienced AI... and since he had not a lot of communication with the outside world, he kinda sucked at it... What he tried to convay was the quary for Darlas loyalities. And only text came over, no sound.* |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2014 23:36:52 GMT -8
The LAAT Gunships, of both the Troop and Carrier variety, ascended from the planet's surface towards the Nebula-class Star Destroyer code-named The Warlord's Fist. As the lead LAAT docked in one of the hangar bays assigned to the 1st Battalion, Vice-Admiral Aethyr was already there and waiting as General Zahn and Colonel Nam stepped out of the Gunship and made their way over to her. She gave a brief salute, before falling in at his side, as Zahn lead the way through the Nebula towards the bridge
Greetings General. The crew is already prepping the Fist to make the jump to Kuat...
Excellent. The sooner we are underway, the better. Good work Vice-Admiral.
Always a pleasure to serve you General.
Zahn, Aethyr, and Nam soon arrived aboard the bridge of the Fist as the last of the 1st Battalion LAAT's had finished docking with the Nebula. The Star Destroyer was already beginning to move away from the planet and power of the Hyperdrive, as Zahn stopped at the front viewport, with Nam and Aethyr either side of him
Time to see Kuat, and this Empire...
Very well General. Captain, take us to hyperspace.
Aye, aye, Ma'am!
The Nebula's engines slowly increased their output, propelling the Nebula away from the planet's pull faster. Then, when the Fist was far enough away from the planet, the hyperdrive kicked in, and the Nebula-class Star Destroyer disappeared in a brilliant white flash of light, making the trek from Carida to Kuat. Zahn remained motionless as he stood at attention for the trip
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Post by Sol Canto on Nov 5, 2014 1:13:22 GMT -8
As Catch 23 flew from the atmosphere of Carida out into orbit, Sol looked through viewport and watched the empty blue sky continually darken until it became black, and filled with millions of white pinpoints of stars.
“Nax stap?” Yindarian inquired from the copilot seat, as he reached an arm out to the navicomputer. He began to flip through a list of systems. The computer presented the systems in white outlines against a blue background on the monitor. With each new system the Kubaz scanned, a faint blue light splashed upon his face.
Sol leaned back in his seat and turned his head sideways to carry his voice behind him, “What do you think, 6-D9?” he asked the astromech droid, doing a repair at the security station behind the cockpit.
"Beep-deep boop deep deep-doop!"
Sol searched his memory for the last time was on Cloud City and remembered it was a few years ago, not long after he left Fest changed his identity. He didn't find it as wondrous or romantic as others have claimed, but it wasn't a frozen wasteland either. Aside from a handful of gamblers and politicians, there were many businesses...some corrupt, some legitimate, and some legitimately corrupt. “I think we'll be able to find more business on Coruscant or Chazwa, but it's been a while since I've visited Cloud City.”
“Whe naid to maik mah can'taks ani'wah.” Yindarian chimed.
Sol knew that his friend was right. The amount of contracts they've been getting have been thinning to the point where the team had to search for work beyond posted bounties and smuggling antiquities to royalty. Though work usually came to them in the Core Worlds or smuggling outposts, it was time to establish new connections and more opportunities. Besides, their collective skills weren't exactly being utilized to the greatest extent. The last time Sol visited Cloud City, he made two contacts: A blue-skinned Rodian by the name of Gandum, and a Lutrillian called Atheloe. The Rodian left before he did, but Atheloe might still be there. She was an arms-dealer, sabacc card shark, smuggler, and worked for Planet Dreams Inc. for several years. Last time the two met, they chewed some ryll and Sol helped her steal a shipment of Relby-k23 blasters by dressing up as Wing Guards. Maybe he could buy a pair this time, or one of her Valken-38 carbines. At any rate, she would know of work around the Ison Corridor, if not the Javin.
“Coordinates punched in?” Sol asked his Kubaz copilot.
“Ah sat.”
Sol lowered the hyperdrive lever and with a loud hum of the engines, the pinpoints of stars elongated into streaks and soon the ship entered the swirling bluish tunnel of hyperspace.
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Post by Diamonte Tuhlute on Dec 26, 2015 20:12:10 GMT -8
Not Completely understanding what happened during my time on Tython, I watched the blue of the corridor fade down to individual stars dropping into the Asteroid field that once was the Planet Carida. I chuckled as a chill ran up my spine that i could sense millions of presences… millions of myself all around in the field… it was a true nexus.
Switching on the Systems cloak I prepped a message to Master Kel'Al Raganella with Starnet encoding
: Hello old friend
I have Arrived. you will find a map of the location sent to you via open comms, you will also notice that the open coms has several possible signatures of the Skith. The cypher is 8176-Aurek plug that in and you will be able to see my ship. I would instruct you to hail using Starnet and not Open coms.
…Forgive my nature.. but if you hail via open Comms, or if someone else crashes the meeting before you, I will be forced to Bolt and we will have to reschedule our symposium.
Best
-D.Tuhlute
Jedi-58.13:: Heading up with Jedimaru, I began listening in to every observable band of data… I wanted to learn all that i could while waiting. When Kel Arrived, I would come in range and extend a docking ramp between our ships (assuming he brought something that had such a ramp) and i would explain all that i knew about the Situation with the Case against Adieumus Matango.
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