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Post by DS on Oct 26, 2009 9:03:41 GMT -5
Raz'nora, of course, was not extremely happy. Flexing his hand, he eyed X carefully before looking upward. Just then, the sky turned dark totally as the nearby sun went over the edge. Grinning within his helm ever-so-slightly, he returned his attention to X. "I am sorry to disappoint you, but that is unacceptable. We shall keep this planet and keep on-going.... And nobady is going to stop us. You I know to be a deadly force, along with whatever other forces you have..."
He took one step forward, his fist tighter around his sword in case the clone attacked. "But nobady is going to stop us... Not you, not those we detect in nearby systems... Now..." He took a step back, his rifle coming back up to aim at X, while his Avengers and the mech-walker came a little closer, it's weapons obviously armed and ready to fire. "Are you going to join us, or shall we have to send you away now and destroy you later?"
He waited patiently, standing rock-solid with his rifle aimed at X's chest, his eyes and sensors watching him intently for any move.
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Tandrex rolled and stood up, turning about suddenly to glance about the hanger. He then saw Verelor. Seeing her trying to taunt him into action, he just stood up slowly and walked towards her, clipping his lightsaber onto his belt. He approached her slowly but surely, obviously observing her and waiting for her to act. You got the feeling he was smiling under his hood, even though you couldn't see within it's dark depths.
OOC: Not the best but at least action may start in a minute with Raz'nora and X. Tandrex.... well, he's probably gonna play with Verelor a bit before attempting to capture her. He could probably do it, as he IS a Sith Lord, while shes just a apprentice, despite being a good/powerful one haha.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 26, 2009 10:44:34 GMT -5
X grinned inside his helmet. Finally, some action. But he knew he couldn't take on the entire army of these Dark people. And now that the sun had set, it seemed that they were even more dangerous. He activated his helmet comm.
"Alright, get your shebs over here. I'm gonna need a quick exit."
"Copy, boss," came the response of the other clones. "Powering up main systems, ETA, one minute."
X shut down the blue light emanating from his helmet, bathing the area in darkness. He switched to night vision.
"And send a message to General Salut. Tell them to get ready for a battle."
X looked around at the group surrounding him. He was fairly confident he could escape from them as long as the ARC-170s was on the way.
"So if you aren't gonna stop, I guess that I should join you. Yeah, it seems you guys really need a hand."
With that, he spun into action. He ignited both of his lightsabers, and chopped off the hands of the nearest soldier. He leapt over the group, landing a few meters away. His twin silver blades were a blur in front of him, deflecting incoming shots from the warriors.
Then there was a roar of engines, and a blur in the starry sky above. X leapt up twenty meters, landing in the open copilot cockpit of the ARC-170s. There was a flash of green laser cannons as the pilot fired a few shots into the midst of the group X was just fighting, and then they were speeding into the sky.
"Sir! Incoming fighters!"
"I'll take the wheel," X said, throwing his helmet to the side.
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Verelor was ready for a fight, not for Tandrex to simply... walk towards her. It had to be a trick. Tandrex was a Sith Lord, so he had to be toying with her. She let her saber hand drop to her side, but she did not deactivate either blade or step out of her fighting stance.
"What do you want, Tandrex?" she said, saying his name as if she was spitting venom out.
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Post by DS on Oct 27, 2009 21:04:10 GMT -5
Raz'nora jumped to action, dodging the attacking clone unlike several of his fellow troopers. Wielding his sword, he readied to face his opponent before he realized... he had jumped. Not used a jetpack, not a hover-belt or some other equipment but actually jumped 20 or so feet into a fighter. Turning about, he watched as the ship disappeared into space, mixing in with the darkness. "I want the fleet on high alert. Prepare for battle. Send the message pod through the Portal to Krondora. Prepare the documents for my signing and seal. We must gather the strength of Clan Umbra and several of our allies if we are to defeat this enemy and any others nearby."
He turned about and saw to his men, helping them get the injurted to a med-gunship already coming down. He would see that they made those 'clones' pay for this minor insult. Either they would bow down before them, or would be destroyed like thousands of enemies had.
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Tandrex continued to walk, observing Verelor. "Does it really matter 'young one'? It seems you are just ready to feel a real Sith Lord's anger, when its real life. This isn't training. This isn't a excercise. Now, how about we be civilized and go up together for a nice 'chat'.... or shall I have to force you?"
He flexed his gloved hands, ready for a fight. He definitely could take her, maybe even without his saber... This should prove interesting to see how powerful she may be.
OOC: Short and pathetic, but only had 5 mins to do it. Gtg now.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 29, 2009 14:53:05 GMT -5
As soon as Tessek got the cloaked TIE Phantom far enough away from the fleet, he set it to auto, then deactivated the VR program. He opened his eyes, and was greeted by the sight of several technicians hovering around him, talking. One noticed that he was awake.
"Doctor! Thank goodness you're awake! You left orders not to disturb you while you were in--"
"What is it?!" Tessek demanded, cutting off the man.
"We've detected that a lone ARC-170s broke off from the NCA's main fleet, and jumped to a remote system," The tech replied, obviously nervous.
"And? Why does this interest me? They're just scouting the area."
"Well... the system that they came out in.... A few hours before they arrived, something... odd came up on our sensors. In that system. We assumed it was a fluctuation due to the fact that the system's main star was a--"
"Odd how?" Tessek said, again interrupting the man's babble.
"Well, the data we gathered from.... Erm, I'll just show you..."
The tech pulled out a tablet computer, punched in a few commands, then handed it to Tessek.
Tessek looked over the data a few times, his eyes growing wider every time he read it. Something was not right. "You didn't think to wake me?!" he said, his voice rising.
The tech started to reply, but Tessek raised his hand, stopping him.
"Just warm up the main drive and the cloaking generator. We're going for a little trip."
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Verelor knew she could not win. Tandrex was just too powerful for her to take alone. So she sighed, and shut down her lightsaber. She didn't hang it from her belt, though, and kept it in her hand.
"Lead the way," she said with ice in her voice.
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X took the ship right into orbit. Right into a huge mass of enemy fighters. Violet-colored lasers flashed on all sides, and X spun the fighter in a wild barrel roll. His hands were guided by the Force, and he avoided nearly all of the lasers, though two scored hits on the forward shields. X returned fire, his own fighter's blue lasers hitting dozens of enemy fighters, but only to be absorbed by shields.
He chose a fighter at random, then spun into pursuit. He fired over and over again, every shot being absorbed by the shields... Until it finally exploded. Just then, he felt an enormous amount of Force Presences enter the system. He spun the ship to face the portal...thing, assuming that was how they arrived here, but there was nothing coming out. They had to be somewhere else.
He shook the thoughts out of his head, as the distraction had caused him to get hit again.
"Droid, plot us some hyperspace coordinates!"
He chose another fighter and began hammering away at the shields.
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Tessek stood at the bridge of the Experiment, staring out at the stars, listening to the bridge crew talk amongst each other, giving orders, giving reports... The only report he listened to was the one that came from Cimrab.
"Sir, the Wormhole Drive and the cloaking generators are ready to go."
"Excellent. Cloak the ship, and take us to System...." he paused, checking his datapad. "SS-98432100."
He watched as the blackened hull of the ship that stretched out before him began to disappear. Then he heard the loud warming up of the wormhole drive. It was the same thing they used to transport other fleets to the Universe, but it could be used on their own ship as well. It was a near-instantaneous way of travel.
There was a bright flash, and then the stars changed.
Tessek just stared out at the scene before him, his eyes widening. The crew did the same.
"...Well, Kriff."
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Post by DS on Oct 29, 2009 18:06:42 GMT -5
Tandrex went up to her, inspecting her a moment. "Good." He turned about and walked towards the ruined hanger doors, leading Verelor through the ship's corridors for a short time before arriving at a pair of large blast doors. Waving his hand, the door started to open. Once open, it revealed a darker, sinister room with a pair of seats and a small table. Walking over, he sat down in one and motioned for her to sit down. Once she had, he seemed to watch ehr for a minute before saying. "Where shall we begin?"
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Raz'nora had already boarded his own Galtora fighter when X had engaged the squadron. He went through a quick check-up and warm-up, then launched, speeding through the sky and into space. He could see the fire-fight, lighting up the sky. Diving into it, he sped after X's ship. Following for several seconds, he eventually opened fire with a quick burst. Most of the bolts missed, though a pair hit dead center in his rear.
Raz'nora spun about, diving downward as he readied his missiles. He would be taking down this enemy himself or not at all. Spinning about, he tried to get a target lock before firing, having gotten a solid enough lock to fire. He watched as the missiles sped towards X's vessel. Nearby, he could see a Quentara-class frigate slowly moving towards them. Knowing that some heavy firepower was going to be here soon, he continued to fire several bursts of laser fire after X.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 30, 2009 9:20:02 GMT -5
Tessek whirled around to face his crew. "I did not bring them here! And I can only imagine what sort of fleet they have on the other side of that portal!"
He turned back to face the dogfight. The clones were putting up one hell of a fight, so Tessek supposed that it was X, the Jedi/Clone Commando hybrid piloting the fighter. But they wouldn't last long.
"Deploy Phantom-HF squadrons one and two, and get us closer to that dogfight!"
As a chorus of "Yes, sir," and "on it," rang out around the bridge, and the Experiment shuddered as the sublight engines were fired up and propelled the ship towards the fight.
"Ready Phantom-S 4, as well. Once we're close enough, I'll go in the fray myself..."
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X fired another time into the ship he was chasing, and it exploded. He flew right through the fireball, starting a 90 degree dive before coming out. He twisted the craft to face another fighter, when that fighter suddenly exploded, struck by a proton torpedo.
A TIE Phantom materialized out of nowhere, firing green lasers from its three solar-panel wings. A cockpit sat between the wings. All of the sudden, dozens more of the strafighters appeared out of nowhere, and engaged the Dark Beings' fighters.
"Sir! We've got TIEs! All over!"
"I see 'em, I see 'em," X muttered, but the TIEs didn't engage the clones. "Strange, they're not goin' after us..."
Suddenly, there was a shimmer in space, and then green turbolasers began streaking out of a triangle-shaped black void. Then white speckles appeared all along it...
"Sir! Star Destroyer!"
"Must be what I sensed," X said quietly. The green streaks fired with the precise aim, taking out enemy fighter after enemy fighter. X could see that the top side of the Destroyer was firing at the bigger ships of the enemy fleet.
The comm crackled, and X could make out a voice through the static. "Droid! Clear up that signal!"
The R2 unit whistled, and then the voice came through clearly.
"...epeat, General EX-0001, come in, please"
"Sounds like a squid-head," said the trooper behind him.
"Patch me through," X commanded.
The droid whistled the go-ahead.
"This is X... who the kark are you and what're you doing here?"
"Rescuing you," came a dry reply. "Get close to the hull of the Experiment if you want to live."
"I assume that's your Star Destroyer"
"Astute observation. Now get over here."
"Roger that..."
X hit the throttle, flying right through the dogfight, and straight towards the Star Destroyer. He brought the ship down to hover just three meters above the hull.
"Sir, the TIE Phantoms are pulling back, they're getting in the Destroyer's hangar..."
"I wonder what the Quarren's up to--"
He stopped as the stars flashed around, and then changed. There was a planet dead ahead. And then, another flash, and the Destroyer was gone.
"....Sir?"
"...I have no idea." X said. "Droid, calculate us some hyperspace coordinates..."
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Tessek paced back and forth on the bridge.
"This isn't good! My entire career could be ruined by these... Newcomers! These.... Dark newcomers! I didn't summon them; how did they get here?!" he sighed.
"I need the odds in my favor again. I do not like it when they are not. But bringing more individual factions will not do anything... No, I need... Yes.... Yes! That's it!"
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Just inside the System where Tandrex set up base...
There was a flash, and then a planet appeared out of nowhere. In orbit was a fleet...
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Verelor's eyes widened. Just as the words were out of Tandrex's mouth... That is, she assumed he had a mouth under that hood, Thousands, if not tens of thousands of Force Presences just... appeared. Relatively close by. At least in the same system. "You... You felt that?"
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Tessek's tentacles flailed wildly. He was grinning again. He wasn't sure how much it would do even the odds against the new faction, but he was sure that bringing Both Olaria and Dakarto into the galaxy and putting them close by to their respective leaders would go a long way...
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Post by DS on Oct 30, 2009 20:04:07 GMT -5
Raz'nora was preparing for another burst just when the Phantoms appeared. Several fighters near him exploded and he dodged just in time. Spinning about, he let out a burst and destroyed one, then two enemy fighters. He then realized a enemy ship, a large triangle-shaped one had appeared. Wishing he could attack it himself, he resigned to just the enemy fighters. "Squadrons, form up on me and prepare for elimination."
Disengaging himself from the dog-fight, he headed towards the incoming squadrons. Doing a 180, he ended up in front of the squadrons and led them towards the dog-fight. They opened fire all at once, eliminating several enemy ships before mixing in and normal fighting once again.
Nearby, the Quentara frigate slowly but surely headed towards the Experiment. At the front is a glowing blue hole, obviously a weapon of some sort. Aiming towards the Star Destroyer, the hole started to glow brightly till finally a large laser beam headed straight for the Experiment, hitting it in the side. The beam lasted for several seconds before growing smaller and then disappearing. It then turned about, showing a laser cannon battery. Which immediately opened fire, giving a decent broadside.
In the distance another frigate could be seen approaching, ready for combat as well. Raz'nora was glad to have capital ship support, fighting on with renewed vigor now not having to worry about the enemy capital ship.
Then both the enemy fighters retreated and the Experiment also began to retreat... Then it just disappeared in a small flash of light. Sighing, Raz'nora spun about to head towards his DarkSPEAR-class Super Carrrier. He needed to sign some messages, then send them through the portal. It seemed there were going to be too many enemies for their small recon fleet to deal with. He'd need his entire clan's battle-armada for this mission...
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Tandrex paused a moment before nodding slowly. "Yes... It seems the outside forces who brought us here have brought both my planet Dakarto and my forces... and possibly Velius' planet..." He sat pondering it for a short time. "I wonder what that man or thing is thinking of... Im starting to find this situation annoying..."
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Nov 1, 2009 18:36:16 GMT -5
"Report!" Tessek yelled. "Sir, shields down to 64%, and we have hull damage on level 3!" "Get the fighters back to the bay, and get us out of here!" A few seconds passed, and then there was a flash. The stars changed. "Deactivate shields, that'll leave the clones here when we jump," Tessek ordered. "Take us to the Beta galaxy." There was another flash, and then the stars changed again. Dead ahead, there was the ominous form of the class-2 black hole at the center of the Beta galaxy. And orbiting that, was the stormy planet Showa. Even from this distance, Tessek could see the occasional flash of lightning down on the surface. "Take us down." ~~~~~~~~~~ "We're nearing our destination sir." Aaron nodded, then took his place at the command chair, and silently thought about the Expedition so far. Soon after they had gotten the rest of the ground forces down into the city and exploring, they had booted up the Ancient computers in the Control room. The computers had instantly started blaring a warning about a 'Class A Unidentified Object'. Aaron didn't have a slightest clue as to what that meant, but the eggheads seemed pretty concerned about it, and so, the Redundant and the Beck were sent to investigate. The beeping from a nearby console snapped him out of his line of thought. "We're here, sir." "Drop us out of hyperspace, full power to shields and weapons." The mesmerizing tunnel of hyperspace vanished, replaced by stars, a planet, a huge fleet, and what Aaron could only guess was a portal of some sort. Fighters swarmed around a certain spot, as well as the charred husks of what Aaron could only guess used to be fighters too. Suddenly, with a bright flash, a few of them were instantly incinerated, leaving no trace. I don't like this... Aaron thought to himself. "Open a channel," he said after a few moments. "I doubt they speak English, though..." "Broadcasting, Colonel. Go ahead." "This is Colonel Aaron Garret of the Earth ship Redundant, please respond." ((Yeah, his name was Wood, but I never actually mentioned that on here, and Garret sounds better. ))
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Post by DS on Nov 2, 2009 21:51:58 GMT -5
In a nearby universe, a small ship was zipping through space towards a massive object directly ahead of them. Its center glowed brightly and it's unique structure was directed away from the small ship. The SSV Normandy sped towards the awaiting mass relay. The helmsman Joker sat at his station, talking as always to his XO, Commander Sheperd.
Sheperd silently thought to himself, letting Joker just talk himself out while he piloted the Normandy. They'd been given another mission by the Council straight into the Verge, unhappily recieved by the crew. Sheperd had also hoped for some leave, wanting to spend some more time with Liara.
Shrugging off his annoyance, he reminded himself he got plenty with her while on-duty, especially after having dealt with Saren. Shaking himself out of his deep thinking, he watched as the Normandy came along the pre-assigned path for the relay, then suddenly there was the bright blue glow and they were speeding away.
Several seconds later though, they came out. And something was wrong. Sensors showed no recognizable stars, planets or ships... Meaning they weren't where they should be. Joker was speechless for a moment before saying. "Sir... I think were in a wee bit of trouble."
Sheperd blinked before turning about and heading for the rear. "Have full sensor scan of the area, and long range scanners ready to pick up any chatter. See if anything is in nearby systems. Prepare to use the FTL drives if we get a fix on anything interesting."
He didn't like surprises like this, not one bit. But now, they at least could have some 'leave' maybe, and could find a possibly interesting piece of information for the Council or more likely, the Alliance. They could use some good news...
He set to work readying his crew and getting the ship together.
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Across the galaxy in the Utir Cluster, another strange occurance happened. A strange comet-like object sped through space, colliding with a asteroid. Exploding on impact, another portal began to form, exactly like the Harbinger one. This one formed exactly the same and had similar results, the only differance being the portal being sickly green, and lightning occasionally hitting nearby objects that remained.
The portal remained still for a short time before ships started to fly through. Similar in design to the Harbingers, they were differant in tiny details. Instead of the red-painted runes all along the vessels which seemed to just create fear in others, these vessels had electric-blue runes along their sides. While inspiring fear as well, it wasn't as penetrating and terrifying as the red runes of the Harbingers. These seemed to just warn of how dangerous these people could be.
On the bridge of the small fleet's flagship, a modified Duron-class Destroyer, the leader of this fleet stood watching his fleet go through with pride. Admiral Queyan, Fleet Admiral of the Urandi 1st Battle-Fleet, thought to himself on what to do next. He had been over-joyed to find out the scientists at Ziodre Corporations had cracked the Harbinger code and unlocked the portal technology, allowing the Republic to pursue the enemy fleet and hope to stop them.
Along with their discovery of the portal technology, Ziodre had also finished developing the new bio-serums and cyborg implants for the Shadow-Slayer Program. Within a few days, the first batch of Shadow-Slayers would be ready for combat. And from what Intelligence had found, they would need all the help they could get. A platoon of Duron-Knights had been reported to be moved to Krondora within the Empire. Obviously Raz'nora had called them to the front, along with a message to prepare one of his invasion fleets.
Sighing mentally, he prepared himself to lead his men into this unknown galaxy againest their mortal enemy.
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OOC: I shall take a guess that they are seeing the Harbingers... So I'll just modify this post and squeeze them in haha.
Several nearby ships, including a Duron-class Destroyer slowly moved towards the Redundant, along with several more squadrons of fighters. They all stopped several kilometers away, but way in range of opening fire. The channel was silent for a moment, then suddenly it was filled with speech, though alien speech.
This continued fr around five minutes, each time the words being differant but the same voice. Then suddenly, it came in a similar language to English and Basic, a mixture of the two along with a dab of Qer'ator (the Harbinger language).
"Who are you! Do you come to try and defeat us like the other being did, or do you come in attempted peace?! Answer or be destroyed. You have 10 seconds to reply." While not overly friendly, it was said in a neutral tone.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Nov 6, 2009 11:45:28 GMT -5
Aaron chuckled before hitting the 'talk' button on the console on the command chair's armrest. "I guess we can rule out peaceful beings. I wonder if he's been saying we have ten seconds to respond or die the whole time." This prompted a chorus of slightly-nervous laughs all around.
Aaron pressed the 'talk' button. "We are peaceful explorers from the planet Earth; we mean you no harm. Now it's your turn. Who are you?"
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Velius stood at the bridge of the Sithara as it approached Olaria. Dozens of squadrons of Sith Interceptors, Olarian Peril-class fighters and Sterif-class bombers swarmed around the planet in a moving defense grid, while several corvettes, frigates, two Centurion-class captial ships, and three Sith Interdictors did the same, though at a much slower pace then the fighters and bombers. In the shadow of the planet, the Olarian Shipyards worked silently on the Velius, the soon-to-be flaship of the Olarian fleet.
Velius was certainly overjoyed to see his homeplanet was here, not only because it was his homeplanet, but because it had brought the Velius along with it, along with most of the of the Olarian fleet and the shipyards. Apparently, after Velius' fleet had disappeared, the rest of the Olarian Sith had followed his orders and recalled the rest of the fleet. Some of them hadn't made it back in time, though.
But even though he was glad to see his homeplanet, he was beginning to believe that whatever had brought him here was actually a who, not a what. Anyone with the power to move planets and create stars and black holes could do almost anything. They could move a planet into a sun, a black hole, or even create a new sun or a black hole next to a planet. Velius wanted that power.
A voice crackled over the comm. "...Repeat, Sithara, this is Olarian Space Control, come in."
"This is Sithara to OSC. We read you."
"Lord Velius! Welcome home! We sent scouts to where you attacked the False Sith after you didn't report back, but there was a black hole... We assumed you had been sucked in and destroyed, so we recalled the fleet. And then the entire planet simply... moved. None of our computers can recognize the stars."
"That is because we have left our galaxy, control. How much of the fleet made it back in time?"
"The Iron Assassin, and the Blood Wake made it back, along with three yet-to-be named Sith Interdictors that were captured in a raid just after you left to attack the False Sith. Dozens of frigates and corvettes made it back. We're still missing one Centurion, two Hammerheads, three Interdictors, and several frigates, corvettes, and cargo ships."
"Alright, control. You can give me the details once I'm on the ground. Sithara out."
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Tessek stared at the sensors on the Showa Alliance Outpost. "This can't be right..." he muttered.
"Sir, may I remind you that the SAO's sensors have never been wrong before?"
Tessek turned to glare at the chrome protocol droid. "I am well aware of that, 6P0."
The sensors at the outpost were built by both the Forerunners, the Ancients, and the (Uh, what was the name of those ME people that built those satellite hyperjump thingys?), long ago. The outpost was the control center for the Halos, the (whatever those ME things are called) and the landing pad for Altera. The entire outpost was submerged in the violent oceans of Showa, making it impossible to detect from orbit. Tessek had only found it because of references to it in Altera's databases. Tessek had made it his base because it was the legacy of three technologically-advanced peoples, and had countless sensors, computer systems, and dozens of laboratories. One of the most important things Tessek had discovered was the Galactic Sensor System. It could scan anywhere in the entire galaxy, assisted by the network of Halo Installations all around the galaxy. If more advanced readings were required, they could dial the nearest Stargate and take readings from that. And if that didn't work, they could use one of the Ancients' Gateships to get closer to take more readings.
"Sir, the Outposts's sensors are the most advanced sensors in this galaxy, perhaps ever created. If they are detecting another one of those portals, then another portal is there."
Tessek barely restrained himself from pulling out his sidearm and blasting the droid. "I am well aware of that, as well, droid."
"Then why did you say, quote, 'This can't be right'?"
Tessek growled and turned away from the foolish machine. "Dial up the Stargate nearest to the second portal, and prepare the VR room and a Gateship. I'm going to scout ahead again."
"Sir, the nearest gate is on the planet just next to the second portal."
"Great. They'll figure out how to use the gate eventually. Get that gateship prepared, double-time."
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The droid Tessek was using sat down in the pilot seat of the gateship, and began powering up the systems. Normally, a droid wouldn't be able to power up the ship, because they would need the Ancient Activator Gene, but the droids had been equipped with an electronic synthesizer.
Tessek would've preferred to be using one of the controllable TIE phantoms, but it wouldn't fit through the Stargate, and the hyperdrive would take much too long. They could've used the Transport Drive of the Experiment, but it took too much power, and the Star Destroyer was still being repaired from its encounter with the Dark Beings.
As the ship warmed up, he punched in the seven-symbol address for the destination gate on the Gateship's dialing device. The center of the ring spun, stopping 6 times to lock in a symbol. Each time it locked in a symbol, one of the chevrons glowed a purple hue. As it locked in the seventh symbol, the top chevron glowed, and then the unstable vortex of the gate came spitting out, only to be sucked back into the blue puddle of the event horizon. Tessek lifted the ship off of the Gateroom floor, and then flew into the gate.
An instant later, the small ship flew out of the destination gate, extended its engine pods, and cloaked. Tessek took the ship straight up into the night sky. He could see yet another portal, but this time green. Ships of the same design, but also green and somehow less-menacing seeming, of the Dark Beings were all over. Tessek debated flying into the portal with himself, but decided against it. He flew towards what he guessed was the flagship, one of the larger ships. He looked around for a hangar... (WIP, do they even have hangars?)
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Post by DS on Nov 8, 2009 21:28:03 GMT -5
The channel was silent for a moment before a reply came. "Legion-General Raz'nora, Warlord of the Umbra. We are of the Harbinger Empire, the 4th Recon-Fleet. Now, explain why I shouldn't assume you are with those others that came before and attacked us, calling us 'dark beings'." He seemed to spit out the word, like it was a insult. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Far away at Darkota, the Darkreaver Fleet reformed. Among the hundreds of ships, a single shuttle sped through the armada towards Tandrex's flagship. Quickly docking in a open hanger bay, its ramp unsealed and lowered, revealing three figures. All wore dark garments, one wore black robes, another glossy-black battle armor, and the last wearing a sort of enviromental battle suit, covering from head to toe. The first two were obviously male while the third was female. All three wore lightsabers at their belts, each of differant design, with the robed figure wielding a double-bladed lightsaber, the second a single-bladed saber with a blaster pistol of strange design, and lastly two single-bladed sabers. Similar to Tandrex, each of their faces was hidden beneath a dark hood, a battle helmut or a tinted enviro-mask, giving them a unnerving look. They quickly strode down towards the opening blast doors and headed towards Tandrex's meditation room with extreme determination. ------------------------------------ Tandrex sat back, thinking to himself. He then felt the three coming. Smiling underneath his hood, he sighed tiredly before looking at Verelor. "Well, it seems things will be getting much more interesting with both of our home-planets and fleets forming up again... Along with whoever the third party is and their plans."Suddenly the blast doors to his meditation room slowly started unlock, then open. There stood the three figures, all three staring at the pair. Everyone stood frozen for a moment, then the three were moving. Tandrex reacted a bit slow and rolled just in time to dodge a bolt of lightning and a slash from a flying lightsaber. Coming up with his own blade, he activated it and dodged several thrusts and deflected a blast bolt. This fight continued for around ten seconds with no one gaining a advantage. Then Tandrex slipped, turning his back for a split second on one of them to meet the attack of the other two. He then felt blinding pain as he was stabbed through the back, then shot. Grunting, he fell over as the pain overcame him and his blade fell from his limp fingers. Darkness creeped at the edge of his vision, then it overwelmed him. The trio stood there silently, looking down at Tandrex for several seconds before turning and facing Verelor. The robed figure began to speak slowly from beneath his dark hood. "I take it you are Velius' apprentice... We'd heard something that Tandrex as talking with you..." He eyed her for a moment before continuing. "I think we shall continue from wear he was at..." He went over and sat down in Tandrex's reasontly vacated chair, while the other two stood behind him, all three watching her carefully. While they sat and spoke, two troopers came in and slowly dragged out the Sith Lord's Body. They both wore all black Sith Trooper armor with red face-plates, both Darkreaver Commandos. They then disappeared around the corner and dragged the body off into the distance. OOC: OMG! DRAMATIC PLOT TWIST!!! TANDREX DEAD!!! OMFG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!! I kid hehe I had this planned last few days. Got a idea, shall go throughout the rp.... Should prove interesting. ------------------------------------------------------------- Speeding through space at FTL speeds, the Normandy finally came out on the edge of a system. And in the middle of it, lay a pair of planets and a large fleet. Unknown designs and of huge size compared to the Normandy, they all looked pretty menacing. Joker eyed the scanners in disbelief, then shook his head. "We got some trouble Commander... A lot of trouble. May I ask why we were sent through that relay in the first place?"Sheperd eyed the scanner as well, startled by the readings they were getting. "Cut on the stealth system, now. We can't be detected by that armada of ships. They make us look like a little insect..." Turning about, he headed for the lower decks. Over the radio, he continued to speak. "Joker, prepare a flight path towards the enemy ships. I want to get within seeing distance. Try to use cover if there is any. And have two drop teams prepared and the Mako ready. Were going in..." "Aye aye Commander."Changing the code, he brought up a channel with his drop team members. "Liara, Tali, I want you both suited up for combat. Heavy combat load, extra rations. Were going in and gonna stay low on the planet. Got to gather some info on these ships near the planet, and any ground forces." "Yes Sheperd... How bad is it?" He considered it for a moment then replied. "Not good. Don't spread that Liara. Tali, have your best mobile sensors and computer on you, along with any other gear you can carry we may need. Make sure to let us know if you need help carrying it, and pack what ya need into the Mako as well." "Yes Commander, on it!"He shut off the private channel then set it to ship-wide. "I want Alpha Team in the first Mako, Bravo Team in second Mako. Wrex, Kaiden, and Garrus, your Bravo Team. Me, Liara and Tali are Alpha Team. When all gear is gathered and stored away, assemble in the briefing room for mission plan and goals." Several 'Yes sirs' were heard over the channel before he shut it off. Heading for his locker, he knew this was going to be a interesting mission. OOC: OK added this. Bobert, they've come into the OSE or OSA, whatever the name is, area. Now, if you haven't done research on Mass Effect, the Normandy is a unique vessel. While tiny, probably considered a freighter by Starwars standards, it is EXTREMELY fast and powerful. Not powerful in bulk firepower, it does have a GARDIAN system (which is a laser system used to intercept incoming missiles and fighters) and either a Javelin mount or a MAC cannon of sort. Not sure which, as it doesn't state what it has. The one useful ability it has is it's stealth system. While not making it physically invisible, it is undetectable by sensors. Due to that and its extremely fast speed, it would make it near impossible to hit. And due to its EXTREMELY small size and mostly black hull, it would be hard to see even through a viewport. Anyways, just do some research to make sure on everything. Hope this proves to be interesting. Dodododo.... Oh one added thing I forgot to mention, the stealth system has a very long duration time. When at full speed and constant movement, it can last for about 2-3 hours. If they stay stationary on some object, such as ground or a asteroid, it can remain on for days. Seriously, research a bit to make sure you know the basics of Mass Effect. Ta-ta!
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Nov 10, 2009 10:48:15 GMT -5
Verelor shut down her lightsaber, clipped it to her belt, and sat back down slowly. She kept her expression neutral, though she was still shocked from seeing Tandrex's death. He had fallen so quickly. These three must be powerful indeed to have slipped in here unnoticed (at least, through the Force) and killed a powerful Sith Lord in mere seconds.
She forced herself to speak. "Yes, we were just discussing the arrival of our homeworlds... Assuming, of course, Olaria has indeed arrived along with... wherever you're from."
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Velius was walking through the halls of the temple that had once housed the wreckage of the Sithara, listening to a long report from Lord Molaarl and his translator droid. Molaarl was one of the descendants of the Wookiee slaves that had been aboard the Sithara when it had crashed thousands of years ago. The Wookiees had eventually formed their own small village in the jungles of Olaria soon after the crash. Over the thousands of years on a planet with a strong Force Presence, they too had become barely Force Sensitive. This led to Wookiees becoming more strong in the Force with each generation. Molaarl was one of these Wookiees strong in the Force.
Velius to surpress a yawn as he listened to the growls and grunts of the Wookiee, and the translation from the floating spherical droid. "Lord Palar has increased the engine power of the frigate Starwind by thirty percent, Lord Yall has chosen the crew of the new capital ship..." It went on and on. And on. And on. And then both of them stopped walking. Something had just happened. A powerful Force Presence had just winked out of existence.
"He's dead..." Velius said after a few moments.
The Wookiee grunted a question. "Who?" came the translation from the droid.
"Darth Tandrex... That was him. I'm sure of it."
Molaarl said something else. "Verelor was with him, yes? There is no way your apprentice could have defeated a Sith Lord, even a False Sith Lord."
Velius glared at the walking carpet through his skeletal mask. To say another Sith Lord's apprentice was unskilled was one of the greatest insults on Olaria. But the furbag was right; Verelor couldn't have killed Tandrex. Someone else must've done it.
They resumed walking, and the Wookiee resumed talking. Velius only half-listened, wondering who could have killed Tandrex.
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Aaron rubbed his chin in thought. "Warlord, Empire, and Recon-fleet don't sound so friendly," he said. "Neither does this guy's tone. If someone else attacked them, they were probably provoked. Power up the hyperdrive. We should get out of here and try to find whoever it was who attacked them."
He pressed the 'talk' button again. "General Raz'nora, judging by what you just said, I can only assume you are here to scout out this galaxy in preparation for a larger assault fleet. Is your intention to take over this galaxy?"
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Post by DS on Nov 10, 2009 18:44:03 GMT -5
In the briefing room, Alpha and Beta Teams were assembled. Sheperd and his teams all wore their battle armor and were armed, ready to get in the Mako's right now and to land. Glancing about, his eyes rested on Liara. Smiling encouragingly at him, he smiled back before returning to the mission. "Alright team, heres the objectives. Were landing hard in possibly enemy territory. Were to avoid detection for as long as possible, set up a small base and do recon. Were here to gather info for now till we learn more about whoever is out here."
"Next, once we learn what we can, we'll reveal ourselves and either start diplomatic relations or attack them, whichever is more likely. If we attack, we attack whatever base we can find of their's, hack in, gather info and get out. The Normandy will be on call in a nearby asteroid field, within minutes of the planet, remaining hidden. Understood?" Hearing several 'yes sirs', he nodded then motioned out. They quickly filed out and all got into the elevator a stairway down.
Once in the lower bay, they quickly formed up into the Mako's, double-checked their gear, then gave the signal. "Now Joker." "Roger that Commander. Going in fast." The ship suddenly lurched through the atmosphere, staying out of sight as best as she could. Once in the atmosphere, it pulled up and headed for the nearest landing zone they had picked up from their scanners.
"3....2....1.... GO!" The lower bay suddenly opened and the Mako's launched out. Flying through the air in free-fall, they suddenly kicked in the jets and landed a few seconds later. Bouncing a bit, the Mako's remained stationary for a moment before moving. Rolling into a nearby patch of thick jungle-forests. "Let's find a likely place to set up camp and start this mission truely. Launch the recon drones to search for likely places. If we have to, look for caves or something similar to make a bunker out of." They then got to work.
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The sitting figure nodded. "Yes, it has been brought here along with our homeplanet of Darkota." Glancing off to the open blast-door, he stared for a few seconds. "Tandrex found it and turned it into our home around 20 years ago..." He sounded almost sad, like a small twinge of guilt at his actions. He then turned back to Verelor and you can tell he was glaring. "Now, what to do with you. While you are of some use to us, you aren't much as you are a unwilling individual to our cause..." Sitting back, he eyed her carefully.
The female figure leaned forward and whispered something to him, the only way you can tell is the hint of speech being heard. Nodding, the sitting figure sat forward. "Well, introductions may have to begin again... I am Darth Kellar..." Motioning over to the female then male, he continued. "This is Darth Xia'ta and Darth Zeron. We are now the official leaders of the Darkreaver Fleet. Now..." He sat forward suddenly and grabbed Verelor's shirt collar, pulling her in front of what can be assumed was his face. "You are going to provide a service for us. Your going to get on a shuttle, and your going to tell your master about us..."
Shoving her back and sitting back himself, he crossed his arms. Xia'ta snapped her gloved fingers and four figures walked in, more Darkreaver Commandos. Kellar motioned for her to go out. "Have a nice journey my dear..." Once out, the blast doors shut behind her, sealing them in. The Commandos quickly led her to a nearby hanger and into a empty, worthless shuttle. The obvious leader of the small team quickly said before leaving. "This shuttle is preprogrammed, once the hyperdrive is activated it will take you back to your 'home' system. If you tamper with anything else, the shuttle will self-destruct. Have a nice journey."
OOC: So you know, Kellar is almost exactly the same looking as tandrex, at least in appearance. Same robe-armor, same hidden face, etc. Just differant voice and new lightsaber hilt, though it is black.
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"You can assume that... or know it for fact." At the portal, their was movement. Suddenly, several ships exited the portal, then another three, then four, then 2, and it continued to pour out of the tunnel, mixing in with the current fleet. "Now, exit our system or we shall destroy you. I can assume you will turn againest us as well. Being a good natured general, I'll not have you blown out of the sky right now by the five or so particle beam projectors aimed at you... Good day 'Colonel'."
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The fleet near the green portal slowly circled the planet and moon nearby, quickly deploying gunships, shuttles and fighter squadrons throughout the system to land on the planet and moon, scout out the system, and preparing patrols. The big ships stayed in coordinated formation, while the smaller corvettes and frigates went along as well and began patrols.
Fleet-Admiral Nalar watched as his fleet and army began to get to work. He involuntarily gave orders to his crew, keeping the fleet organized while leaving the ground forces for his general. They had a lot of work ahead of them. They'd have to be ready to bring in more forces to combat the Harbingers, or this mission would be a absolute failure. He concentrated once again on the now.
OOC: OK here we go.... dododododo........
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Nov 11, 2009 18:27:47 GMT -5
Verelor held back a startled yelp as the new Sith that looked like Tandrex grabbed her and pulled her close to his hooded face, assuming he had one. Before she even realized it, Verelor's own lightsaber was pressed up against the cloaked man's chest, but only for a second. She knew that even if she killed this Sith, the other two would surely kill her. And then her Master wouldn't know of these three (or the two). So she complied.
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Velius stopped walking, holding up his hand, causing the Wookiee to stop walking as well, and grunt a question. "What is it?" the droid translated.
"Didn't you feel that? It was like someone preparing for battle... But not any of our people."
Lord Molaarl looked around, and Velius could feel the Wookiee stretching out in the Force. After a moment, he growled a quiet statement. "Now that you mention it, yes, I feel it too." His voice suddenly became a roar. "Who dares to sneak onto our homeplanet?! We must destroy them at once!"
"Calm down, Lord Molaarl. Perhaps they're just here to talk. If not... Destroyed beings are harder to interrogate."
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Velius sat at the pilot seat of his personal Dynamic-class freighter, one of the first ships that he had stolen from the outside world. It had since been painted blood-red like the rest of the Olarian Fleet, and featured a cloaking device that could remain active even when the ship was moving. Unfortunately, that mode drew extra power from the ship, meaning that while the cloak and engine were both active, the shields or weapons could not be used. The sensory equipment also didn't work properly, giving false readings.
Lord Molaarl sat next to him in the copilot seat, and behind him stood Lord Quen, Lord Frale, and Lord Parol. In the main hold of the ship, the apprentices of the Sith in the cockpit, excluding Verelor, as well as a Special Forces Recon/Assault Squad, awaited, preparing for combat. The SFRAS, pronounced 'Safraz,' as they were nicknamed, were the elite of the Olarian Sith Troopers. Like all of the Troopers, they were Force-Sensitive, but not enough to be trained as a true Sith. This gave them heightened reflexes and such, and the repulsor-pack they wore on their back enabled them to be dropped to the ground of a planet from orbit. It also enabled them to manuver around battlefields extremely quickly. Right now, they wore their cerimonial armor, metalic blood-red suits. Normally, they wore camoflauged armor, and often had personal cloaking devices built into the backpacks that held their replulsorlifts.
"We're almost there," Lord Frale said, leaning past Velius and pointing out of the cockpit viewport. "That way." Velius glared back at her. Thank you, Lord Obvious, he thought at her. He hated backseat pilots. But she was right, so he grudgingly turned the invisible craft ten degrees to the left.
After a few more minutes, two strange... things... fell from the sky, passing right outside the cockpit. Had they been a second later, both the objects and the ship would've been smashed together. They had fallen from a ship that didn't appear on the sensors, but they could all feel the Force Presences of beings inside it. Velius took the ship into a dive, following the...things. Now he could tell they were bizarre-looking three-wheelers, each with a three-man team on them. They slowed, and then landed on the ground. They didn't move for a second, and then drove into the jungle.
"Parol, take the controls, and comm the fleet! Tell them to intercept that frigate! Everyone else, to the boarding ramp!" Velius shouted. By the time he, Molaarl, Quen and Frale arrived, the rest of the group had crowded around the boarding ramp, and parted to allow the Sith Lords through. Velius pressed the button to open the boarding ramp, waited until it was only halfway open, and dove out, pulling out his twin double-bladed lightsabers and igniting them. Behind him, or rather, above him, the rest of the group leapt out after him, first the other Sith Lords, then the apprentices, and lastly the Safraz Squad.
((Okay, imagine them all landing in an epic huddle or something. Something like the Sith Lords in the middle, The Apprentices around them, and the Troopers on the outside... Something like that. xD))
They all landed, lightsabers ignited and blasters sweeping the area. "Okay, everyone. Grab your apprentices and spread out. Keep a distance of about fifty meters between you. Troopers, I want you above the trees. Keep in comm contact. Move out!"
Velius darted into the Jungle, hacking vines and other undergrowth out of the way with his lightsabers. To his right and left, he could hear more lightsabers slashing, and above him, he could hear the low hum of the SFRAS Troopers' repulsor packs. They would find the newcomers, one way or the other.
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Tessek, finding the hangar of the ship, made an abrupt decision. He flew into it, and then deactivated the cloak. "Dark Beings, this is the strange craft that just appeared in your hangar. Please hold your fire and respond."
The inside of this ship felt...strange. Just like the portal had. He was certain that even if merely connected to his droid by a subspace link, he couldn't stay in the ship too long.
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"Get us out of here," Aaron said. "We're obviously going to have to fight these guys eventually, but we can't do it with one ship."
The Redundant performed a 180, and accelerated away. A hyperspace window opened, and the ship disappeared into it.
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((Okay, NPC time!))
Lord Valrak sat at his desk inside the Orbital Shipyard Facility, and looked up from the endless stack of paperwork to look out the viewport. He admired the scene of the planet below him. Beneath the Shipyard, Olaria was split between the day side and the night side. With the backdrop of space, it was picture-perfect. He was still gazing out at the planet when his comm came to life, jolting him out of his thoughts. "Lord Valrak, this is Lord Parole! There is a frigate leaving the day side of the planet, just a few kilos from you, and under Lord Velius' order, you are to intercept it!"
Valrak quickly brought up his sensor display, and it showed no frigate. "Lord Parole, sensors are not showing any--" he started.
"Because the ship has a sensor cloak! Use the Force!"
Tiredly, Valrak reached out, searching for the frigate. Surprisingly, he felt many presences leaving the planet at a high rate of speed. "Found them," he said, standing up. "Moving fleet to intercept. Lord Valrak out."
Finally. Something interesting.
No longer tired, he dashed out of his office, heading for the hangar.
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As soon as Valrak's commandeered Minstry-class shuttle as inside the hangar of the Blood Wake, the capital ship started on an intercept course. The Iron Assassin and several other ships had already done so, and squadrons of fighters poured out of all the ships.
Valrak ran out of the shuttle and to the turbolift, which he took to the bridge. Once he was there, he grabbed a comm unit. "Unidentified frigate, this is Lord Valrak onboard the Blood Wake. Under direct order from Dark Lord of the Sith Darth Velius, you are to shut down all primary systems and prepare to be tractored aboard. Any other action will result in you being destroyed. Do you understand?"
((Now I know the ship is really fast... but it can't outrun turbolasers. xD))
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Post by DS on Nov 12, 2009 19:57:21 GMT -5
Sheperd glanced at the combat sensors, seeing that somewhere to the rear was a VERY large group of individuals coming, from air and ground. And they were coming VERY fast. Pulling himself to the cockpit of the Mako where Tali drove, he yelled over the engine roar. "Turn us around, raidio to the others to do the same. Tell them to follow our lead. Be ready for evasive maneuvers and ready for combat most of all." She nodded in reply, then quickly got to work.
Returning his attention to the rear, he headed back and sat back down, pulling a sealed box towards him. Opening it, he started pulling out several pieces for a rocket launcher, quickly putting them together. Once done, he set it aside on safety ready for use. "Liara, prepare or combat in case these people prove hostile." Pulling out his own assault rifle, Liara followed his actions and pulled her own out. Smiling at her, he quickly leaned forward and planted a small kiss on her lips before pulling back and slipping his helmut on. As the rifles fully unfolded, he turned to the combat sensors again. The group of enemy blips were quickly getting closer. "Tali, get ready.... NOW!"
The Mako's suddenly stopped and swerved into a semi-circle, acting as a small wall while the turrets aimed towards the incoming individuals. The rear doors quickly opened and Wrex, Sheperd, Liara, and Kaiden ran out, taking positions along the Mako's. As the foreign soldiers came into sight, they sighted on them and waited. As they came within ear-shot of a amplified shout, Sheperd attempted contact. "Hello to those approaching. Stand down or we open fire!" He waited for a response, everyone very tense.
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Up in space, the Normandy sped through space, several fighters in pursuit and larger craft. Joker, of course, wasn't going to let them have this ship. "This is the SSV Normandy of the Systems Alliance. We are sorry to say this, but we can't comply with those orders. Ta-ta!" He quickly put more power into the engines and they sped forward a bit more. "Crew be ready for repairs. Have the GARDIAN system ready to pick off any enemy missiles or fighters." His hands flew over the board as he let his instincts kick in and pilot his vessel. He was the best d**n pilot in Council Space, and he wasn't about to let these wierdo's take his vessel, especially with the Commander and half of their crew on the ground with him.
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Nalar suddenly stopped reading his report, startled by the strangely accented COM signal. Snapping his fingers, he quickly replied over the channel. "This is Fleet-Admiral Queyan, who are you and what do you want?" Turrets within the hanger suddenly popped into view from small little outlets in the cieling and aimed at the craft, ready.
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