Dorthea Dobson
Chief Director of Damascus Station
Literally five minutes before the coruscant security shift-change…
HMS Karen, a mighty vessel of both immense mass and boisterous attitude, slapped into existence as she exited hyperspace. The ship seemed to arrive out of no-where, dropping out of hyperspace into a loading zone, and then "waltzing" right into the Coruscant protection perimeter. The local security forces of the planet were simply flabbergasted by the ignorance of such an obnoxious entrance. So much so, that they just sat there and wondered what a ship with such a wide aft could possibly hope to accomplish by jumping in so close to the planet's defences.
Dorthea Dobson, woman of the navy, and known negotiator, stood on the bridge of the mighty HMS Karen. She was exceptionally irritable due to her current assignment. She had never conned a vessel this size before, and was not entirely clear as to what her mission parameters were. She was a logistician and a diplomat by trade, and had never endeavoured to study anything regarding commanding a proper warship. That, and her orders had simply been, "take this ship, and go invade Coruscant."
After that, all of her inquiries had been stone-walled.
The HMS Karen had a notoriously slow hyperdrive, forcing it to take over a month to get here. Along the way, she had been suddenly ordered to make a pit-stop to pick up a "package" of some kind. The aforementioned "package" had been a group of unidentifiable robed individuals that, once on board, had kept to themselves.
Once the ship was in position, Dorthea ordered her equally confused Comms officer to open a channel to the Coruscant security command. She began speaking, "This is Lieutenant Commander Dorthea Dobson, Captain of the HMS Karen. I demand to speak to your leaders at once!"
(OOC: happy April fools everyone! Jump on in if you like and have fun! No rules!)
HMS Karen, a mighty vessel of both immense mass and boisterous attitude, slapped into existence as she exited hyperspace. The ship seemed to arrive out of no-where, dropping out of hyperspace into a loading zone, and then "waltzing" right into the Coruscant protection perimeter. The local security forces of the planet were simply flabbergasted by the ignorance of such an obnoxious entrance. So much so, that they just sat there and wondered what a ship with such a wide aft could possibly hope to accomplish by jumping in so close to the planet's defences.
Dorthea Dobson, woman of the navy, and known negotiator, stood on the bridge of the mighty HMS Karen. She was exceptionally irritable due to her current assignment. She had never conned a vessel this size before, and was not entirely clear as to what her mission parameters were. She was a logistician and a diplomat by trade, and had never endeavoured to study anything regarding commanding a proper warship. That, and her orders had simply been, "take this ship, and go invade Coruscant."
After that, all of her inquiries had been stone-walled.
The HMS Karen had a notoriously slow hyperdrive, forcing it to take over a month to get here. Along the way, she had been suddenly ordered to make a pit-stop to pick up a "package" of some kind. The aforementioned "package" had been a group of unidentifiable robed individuals that, once on board, had kept to themselves.
Once the ship was in position, Dorthea ordered her equally confused Comms officer to open a channel to the Coruscant security command. She began speaking, "This is Lieutenant Commander Dorthea Dobson, Captain of the HMS Karen. I demand to speak to your leaders at once!"
(OOC: happy April fools everyone! Jump on in if you like and have fun! No rules!)
