Public Adrift: Ship of Mystery

[Ala Quin]

Fingers danced across a computer console, lines of code generated in the ships main computer. There was only the slow throb of hyperspace engines, and the occasional grunt of the single individual who was awake on the vessel.

An Imperial scientist had been coding his ship for what was to come. It would be a long journey, and if anything went wrong he would need a back up plan. He didn't wish his cargo to be lost forever, but processes like this took time - probably beyond his lifespan. He needed the ship to as far from civilization as possible. He needed time to work. He needed time for his mission to play out beyond the years of his existence.

And so he coded. Then he would work on his project.

Ahead of him was the cockpit window, and the complete blackness of starless space.

EXTRA-GALACTIC SPACE
5-6 WEEKS HYPERSPACE JOURNEY
NORTH OF THE GALACTIC PLAIN
APPROXIMATELY 800 YEARS LATER - AKA THE PRESENT​

To drift through the passages and rooms of the large Imperial science vessel was to be confronted with utter darkness. Lights had not been running for centuries. Dust floated in the weightless environment, the dust likely coming from the dead animals, plants and person that had long since wasted away. Aboard this vessel there were only two systems that remained functional, and one of them had finally reached its point of triggering. The lines of code written some 800 years prior had dictated that now the process would be complete.

A message was sent. The ships location was sent on a broad spectrum of communication paths. The message was sent as a one off burst, and was not repeated. For anyone listening, the ships mysteries were ready to be unravelled.

Within the ship, the code ran its final process, and the last of the energy was directed to the maintenance of a single ship system. When its power ran out, the ship would become entirely derelect and it's mysteries would disappear.

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...​

Location: Caltin's ship "The Starlight Sentinel"​

Equipment: Conservator(Lightsaber)​

Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller"​

Tag: Ala​

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He did not have his new vessel “The Starlight Sentinel” anything more than a standard day and a half when the distress call rang out. Caltin Vanagor could not ignore it, especially since he was rather close by, a ship was adrift and going completely dead. That meant that there was still a possibility that there was life aboard. Wait, the signal was Imperial. They were still around? Well, it was not really a surprise as while he did not agree with their ideals, the Galactic Empire were survivors. So while he looked for another ship in the area that might be closer, he decided that it was his duty to respond.

Set an intercept course.

ACKNOWLEDGMENT: “Will do!”

As the pilot droid “Mu51C” or “Music” set them on their way, Caltin used a trick he had learned a long time ago from his adoptive sister “Ala” on how to extend scanner range. With a few short keystrokes and success, the ship was an Imperial Science vessel. It was an old one. “Old” as in from his time. This would be an interesting find as his reticence to respond was growing smaller and smaller now, he wanted to find this ship now. The power systems were failing, the sensors were picking all of this up.

ANNOUNCEMENT: “We are approaching the destination. Shall I engage in docking procedures?”

Caltin thought about it for a moment and then looked back at the sensor scans.

Yes, there are no weapons systems online. Make way for the docking clamps.

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[Joseph Torson]

Location | IDK Somewhere in Space
Forces | Pursuiter
Objective | Investigate and Hopefully gain Anything Useful
Tags | Ala | Caltin Vanagor

Colonel Ivan Stadd arrived at the Bridge of the Pursuiter , a KDY Donnager-Class Star Destroyer provided to him by the Politorate in order to make preparations for the upcoming Operation Hidden Cobra that was to move the Hidden Leaders Plans in the Core Worlds forward. However as they drifted along space making preparations for their plans , the Pursuiter suddenly received a distress signal capturing the attention of it's Captain , who informed Colonel Ivan Stadd of the situation. "What is it , Captain? I was in the middle of something and you know i'm not in a good mood" Colonel Stadd said , given at the recent events on Volik and Bastion , the Colonel wasn't in a good mood and his officers were trying to keep their distance from him unwilling to further provoke him.

"Colonel , you might want to take a look at this." the Captain said showing Colonel Stadd to a section of the Bridge where the Lieutenants Operating the area gave him a glimpse at the signal. Seeing that his Superior was intrigued the Captain then Continued. "We've already traced the signal back to it's origins. It seems to come from an Imperial Research Ship of the Ancient Galactic Empire." Now that was news , to Ivan Stadd but it also brought concerns to him , the last time he'd faced anything related to the Legendary Galactic Empire he had been ambushed by New Imperial Knights and while he did wish to investigate , he would make sure he would not face the same complications he faced last time.

"Alright" Stadd said with a sigh "Hopefully Politorate Command won't mind us investigating this , plus we might find something valuable there. Set course to the location where the signal is coming from and contact any nearby forces to reinforce us. In case someone dares strike against us , i want to absolutely annihilate them. I will play no games this time. I will investigate what ever sent this signal and no-one will interrupt me." The Words of the Colonel echoed throughout the Bridge and with the Colonel already in a bad mood , the Captain simply nodded to acknowledge his order without saying something as the Crew onboard stared at the Colonel as he spoke only to return to their work immediately after he finished.

The Pursuiter then Jumped into Hyperspace towards it's Destination , soon coming out of Hyperspace a few Hundread Klicks away from the Ship. With another Vessel already present and the Colonel already having faced enough annoyances on Volik and Bastion , one thing could be agreed upon , this wasn't going to end well. Thus thus the Pursuiter began it's approach ready to begin it's Investigation , they were here to search that Ship and Colonel Stadd would make sure no one stood in their way.

 

[Zivos]

EQUIPMENT: Body Glove
Hardpoint Guild Armor(Average)
Hunter’s Aide
Bozdugan Blaster Rifle
Underbarrel Attachment for Blaster Rifle
Void Grenade
Carbonite Whipcord Launcher
TAGS: Caltin Vanagor Ala Joseph Torson

His vessel had been running a pretty standard cargo haul, on the last leg of the trip to a payday that had been bought on literal credit rather than paid outright. Nothing incredibly dangerous, but enough of a danger the load had warranted hiring a better armed hauler than the usual cargo skiff through pirate space.

A call rang on his systems, the Ubese bounty hunter tapping the display to read it. The message only played once, and he was thankful he had caught it.

Even if the delivery system the message had been sent with was a bit, archaic.

Setting his course, he spied another vessel on his scanners approaching the coordinates. He thought for a moment about his course of action. A derelict ship in the middle of nowhere, what seemed to be another vessel already on route, and him coming from a trade deal.

Seemed dicey.

Caution made him don his gear, settling for both blaster pistol and rifle as he came close enough to hail the other vessel approaching the derelict.

His mind blanked for a moment on how to even greet the other. Most of the time he was after something...or someone. Stealth and secrecy kind of business. He settled on an informal sort of greeting through the line.

“Unknown vessel. This is Zivos, of the bounty hunters guild. I am on approach. Got the message but didn't expect to see anyone else. I see failing systems across the board on this derelict but nothing else.” He called over, making sure his own weapons were warmed but not engaged. “I'll be joining you shortly when I find another place to dock.”

His vessel manuevered and jostled, looking for another place to dock before settling on what looked like an emergency docking port. Better than taking a walk he spoke to himself.

A vessel dropped out of hyperspace before he could clamp on however, leaving him staring at the display as he wondered what the next move should be.

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...​

Location: Imperial Science Vessel​

Equipment: Conservator(Lightsaber)​

Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller"​

Tag: Ala, Joseph Torson , Zivos​

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Caltin did not see or hear the Star Destroyer drop out of hyperspace, but “Music”, his pilot droid received the message, but could not reach the massive Jedi Master on comms, nor could the droid mention the Bounty hunter. The big guy was busy moving through the hangar bay and into one of the halls. There were floating Imperial scout droids acting like automated security, that had meant one thing.

He did not have to hold back.

Moving through the hallway from side to side, the big guy did attempt to avoid them would be protectors where he could, but when he had no other move, Caltin cut them to pieces using Conservator or returned their own fire to them via his proficiency in Djem So. While he wanted to just clear the halls, the massive Jedi Master did not know if anyone was following him…

… but he had just seen the Star Destroyer through a viewport.

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[Joseph Torson]

Location | IDK Somewhere in Space
Forces | Pursuiter | 1 Nebulon-A | 4 Constances | TIE/DFs [12/48 Deployed | 0 Destroyed]
Objective | Investigate and Hopefully gain Anything Useful
Tags | Ala | Caltin Vanagor | Zivos

A Frustrated Colonel Stadd stood onboard the Bridge of the Pursuiter watching as a Ship appeared. Upon seeing these he immediately got flashbacks of the events at Bastion. About how he and his men found the Chiss Captain in a Cave frozen in time , freeing her from her eternal prison , only to be interrupted by an Imperial Knight. The Sight of these two additional Vessels angered him , these weren't random people in Colonel Stadd's mind these were hostile people here to rob him of yet another potential opportunity that could advance the plans of the Hidden Leader.

Then the Colonel turned to face the Captain. "Report , Captain" Colonel Stadd said , the Captain still fearfully understanding the frustration of Ivan quickly replied "Sir , we've arrived at our destination. But there are already 2 Ships Present. One of them is still circling around the Research Ship and another is already latched on the Vessel. We believe whoever was piloting that Second Ship is already onboard." The Captain Said. Ivan then turned around to look outside taking a look at the other Ship circling around the Research Vessel before turning back to face the Captain. "And our Reinforcements , how much ships we have that can reinforce us?" The Colonel asked again. Once more the Captain rapidly replied still fearful of the Wraith of his Superior. "We have 4 Patrol Ships and 1 Escort Frigate nearby , sir."

4 Patrol Ships and 1 Escort Frigate , Colonel Stadd thought. While the two ships present here would not pose a threat to the Pursuiter , Ivan wanted to make sure he had absolute supremacy over the area before making a move. He wanted to discourage any resistance and make anyone present leave before he brought them back on his Star Destroyers in chains. Then he turned around facing the Glass of the Pursuiter's Bridge and gave his orders. "Deploy a quarter of our Droid Starfighters and target that Second Ship. Then Contact our Reserves and have them reinforce the Pursuiter in case anyone else arrives. And Finally activate our Tractor Beams and Latch on to that Research Ship , i want to Board that Ship Personally and Secure anything that might be of use to the Association. Do you understand Captain?" Colonel Stadd said in an imposing tone. The Captain simply replied with "Yes Sir" and hurried off to carry out the orders of Colonel Stadd.

Soon 12 TIE Droids emerged from the Ventral Hangar of the Pursuiter and raced towards the Ship belonging to Zivos while the Pursuiter , soon immediately activated it's Tractor Beams upon the arrival of the Reinforcements Latching on the Research Ship and slowly pulling it towards it. Onboard the Bridge of the Pursuiter , Colonel Stadd gave a malicious Smile as the Research Ship was slowly pulled towards his own vessel. Today there would be no F***-ups there would be only success. He had superiority over the area and he would make sure he would get what he wanted. No matter the cost.

 

[Zivos]

EQUIPMENT: Body Glove - Hardpoint Guild Armor(Average) - Hunter’s Aide - Bozdugan Blaster Rifle - Underbarrel Attachment for Blaster Rifle - Void Grenade - Carbonite Whipcord Launcher
SHIP: The Skimmer
TAGS: Caltin Vanagor Ala Joseph Torson

The ship that had jumped in did not move right away, and it left him wondering as he received an affirming beep from the docked vessel. At least that much I- he began to think to himself as an alert sounded on the panels as it displayed the approach of what seemed like droid fighters. "Chit. Try to be a nice person and you get this." he cursed aloud as the ship nose dived and peeled away from the derelict.

He punched the throttle, attempting to bring up a line to the offending vessel that had deployed it's starfighters with a clear message.

"Unless you want to send a bill to the bounty hunters guild, pull your droids off!" The message was sent towards Joseph Torson as the lower turret swiveled around to face the droids that were incoming. Shields were activated and the view panel displayed the approaching gang. If the droids opened fire on him, he would return fire, even if the double barreled turret was focused on one at the moment.

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...​

Location: Imperial Research Ship​

Equipment: Conservator(Lightsaber)​

Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller"​

Tag: Ala, Zivos, Joseph Torson​

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He had no idea what was about to happen outside this ship and frankly did not care. While Caltin would have already made attempts to escape any other time, this was different because of the pull that the Force was bringing him to find this prize. While the big guy was busy moving through the halls and cutting down probe droids before they picked up on his life signs. The storage bay that was the center of his search was less than fifty feet away when he could feel the familiar pull of a tractor beam.

Sprinting into the huge room, he saw the stasis pod. The countdown was almost at zero and that would trigger a shut down of all systems. To the layman, this might be a good thing, meaning whoever was in there would wake up, but to anyone with tech experience they could see that with all other systems powered down it was just the opposite. Right now the being in the stasis pod was going to die at this rate.

Not if Caltin had anything to say about it.

The big guy could not do anything with the systems. The tech looks… eight hundred yeard old? That makes sense with the ship and all. The thing is, the system seemed to be set up to kill the sentient in the pod as a punishment should anyone try to slice into it. There were no ways to override. Taking a firm grip of Conservator he focused on the latches of the pod through the Force, this was going to be a difficult series of cuts and the massive Jedi Master felt that he could use the aiming help. Normally his weapon was used in a more liberal, imprecise manner, not right now. One lockdown, two locks, the third, and then the fourth. Disengaging the blade and putting the lightsaber back into its sling, the big guy ripped the door off of its hinges.

Then he saw who was in there.

Falling a step back, eyes widening, his heart began to race. It was Ala, his adoptive “Little Sister”, the hiss of steam blowing over her, there was no doubt. Or was there? Was she a clone? Another one? The fact that she was on an Imperial vessel was strange, but that was not important right now. She needed his help and they were not going to be the prize of an Imperial scout group.

Come on, kid.

Picking the “almost” lifeless body up, the big guy was not going to wait. He had a ship to get back to.

The Ship!

Taking a moment to tap his comm-link, Caltin called out to his astromech and pilot droids.

“Roller”, “Music”, get the ship ready. Yes, I know about the tractor beam. We’re getting out of here. Wait… take off and position yourself just out of tractor range. Track my life sign and when I signal, open the loading ramp, and “Roller”... don’t be in it. Yes, we’ll be going out an airlock. Yes, we!

He had a rebreather in his belt, that would be Ala’s, Caltin would just have to trust in the Force.

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[Ala Quin]

Music for the Muse​

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Wandering wistfully through the meadow, Ala's dress tosselled in the wind. In the distance she heard someone, or something calling her, but her smile seemed to push away thoughts of attending to the call. She was with it. The Force. It was all about her, gliding through her outstretched finger tips and intertwining her very being. The daisies in the field spoke to her, wispering secrets of the Force from the past, the future, but always just a little too muffled to be understood.

It was pure peace. Tranquility tied up in a bow and wrapped with joy.

Each footstep took her further towards the nowhere she longed to be. How long she had been there, she could not tell, nor did she truly care to know - for if she could stay she forever would.

Still. There was something. Every now and again in her periphery that told her that she was not where she needed to be. While she could happily find this meadow and live out her days in complete wonderment with the Force, this was not where she was needed. It was not where she belonged.

The peripheral image appeared again, and this time after countless moments of ignoring it, Ala forced herself to turn around and face the hole in her reality. It was a dark, tendril of a hole that created a hard edged corner to the visage before her. This darkness was not the dark side of the Force. No, it was conciousness.

I'm asleep.

The wind blew across her face, tossling the loose strands of her light brown, braided hair across her youthful features. As much as she longed for this oneness with the universe, with the light, she could not stay. Out through that hole in her dreamscape lay a universe that needed light - true light. She was not the saviour of the universe, far from it. She was no promised messiah, nor could she be. But there was maybe one person out there, one soul that could be touched for good, for the light. And for that person she would gladly leave the joyous embrace of the light, and dwell in a universe of greyish shades, darkened hearts and lost souls of the light.

She took a step forward...

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"Caltin?"

She knew his embrace instantly. She had been carried from the mountains near the Jedi Temple when injured during a contest between Padawan. That had been the first of many times he had saved her life. It seemed fitting that it would be her hero once again, her big adopted brother. She had only been out for a short time then, a year maybe at most. This thought comforted, even as her eyes were yet to open.

Her senses were slowly coming back to her, and with it the darkness surrounding from every angle. A malevolent force hovered not from from where they were. Clearly, they were in imminent peril. She expected nothing less.

As she slowly came to, she realized that he body was still not anywhere near cooperating, but she took a small comfort in the feeling of her two short saber hilts hitting her thigh with each massive step that Caltin took.

"I knew you'd come."

The feeling of tiredness pulled on her, creating an urgent need to take a breath like she was going underwater. Taking the breath, she faded into unconsciousness again. In spite of all the darkness her dream now contained, there eminated a light from within her that pushed it all back.

Whoever you are. The one I have come to save. Know this. I will never rest. I will give all, even my life, to see your soul reconciled to the Light.

______________________
Caltin Vanagor
Joseph Torson
Zivos

 

[Joseph Torson]

Standing onboard the Ship , Colonel Ivan Stadd watched as Pursuiter latched on onto the Imperial Research Ship. Then the Captain informed the Colonel of their progress. "Sir , we have latched on to the Research Ship" the Captain said. "Good , very good" Ivan replied with a smirk on his face , then one of Stadd's Lieutenants entered the bridge "Sir your contingent of Marine Commandos are ready" The Lieutenant said. Stadd couldn't be more happier. That ship was in their grasp and the Tractor Beams were still active in case anyone tried to defy him.

As he prepared to leave however , the Captain called out towards the Colonel and informed him about something. "Uh sir we have an issue or i should i say two issues." the Captain said. The Colonel then turned and backtracked towards the Captain. "What is it this time , Captain?" he asked with an annoyed tone. "One of our ships have requested that we call of our droids while the second ship previously dock onto the Research Ship has just disconnected from the vessel and is attempting an escape. Orders?". This was an interesting development , Ivan thought. "Deploy the rest of our Droids , have 1 Squadron each focus on disabling both Craft with their Disruptor Torpedoes. Now if you would mind , i have a Ship to board." and with that Colonel Stadd left the bridge to met up with his Marine Commandos.

Soon , Colonel Ivan Stadd met up with his Contingent of 10 Marine Commandos and they soon began the process of boarding the Imperial Research Ship. After passing through a long tube connecting both vessels , Stadd and his men boarded the Research Ship and began to move forward. Whatever was on this ship , Stadd hoped it could be of some value to the Association. Meanwhile outside more TIE Drones descended from the hangars of the Pursuiter with one Thirds of the new arrivals moving forth to reinforce the 12 Drones already deployed whom then began to engage the Skipper , while the other 24 Followed the Starlight Sentinel. This was going to be a short and easy battle , Stadd thought.

Tags | Ala | Caltin Vanagor | Zivos ​

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...​

Location: Imperial Research Ship​

Equipment: Conservator(Lightsaber)​

Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller"​

Tag: Ala, Zivos, Joseph Torson​

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-” What is it? I have not signaled yet. They WHAT?”-

Getting the message from his astromech on the comm-link, Caltin could not figure out what was bothering him about this situation. It suddenly went from him getting Ala out of there, to some bad comedy. Almost like someone was doing this in front of a computer a long time from now in a galaxy far far away. He expected “curveballs”, whatever those are, but 24 drone Ties? That was some kind of hand grenade.

Then Ala told him exactly what he seemed to have needed to hear this whole time. She knew he’d come. This gave him a surge of energy, of motivation. He was not going to fail, no way, no how. If he had to go through that entire Star Destroyer himself, he would. Getting to an airlock, he stopped. Purposefully he carried his little sister over towards a systems panel and ran a check. The ship had quad cannons and point defense lasers. Perhaps…

Putting Ala down for a moment, Caltin tapped his comm-link again.

-” Roller, can you slice into this ship’s system through my comm-link? Good, re-route any available power to defenses, as little as possible to atmosphere. Get Music to draw those fighters in close and change the “ID” system to target those TIEs.”-

Satisfied that he did all he could, Caltin picked Ala up again and hoped for the best. The droid was more than capable and highly resourceful and could easily slice into an eight hundred sixty-year-old ship's systems if pressed. Making way to a better position, he looked down at Ala, knowing she might not be able to hear him.

Hang tight, kid. We. Are. Out of here.

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[Zivos]

Joseph Torson Caltin Vanagor Ala

Zivos watched the display for his turret as he waited for a response from the vessel. Upon seeing more droids leave the hangar of the offending vessel however, he sighed through the mask. The electric crackle that came through was all the more he heard as he watched the docked ship pull away and be followed by its own swath of droid fighters.

He pondered helping the other vessel, curious about what had been found as he rolled the ship mid flight. The hostile escort behind him would likely follow suit as he wove his ship in a z pattern and placed himself behind Caltin Vanagor 's vessel and swiveled the turret to prepare to lightnen the other ships escort.

He continued his bobbing and weaving as his own ships droid began to speak with Music, then speaking with Zivos about the plan that the other pilot had made.

The mask looked to the display before shrugging and altering his course towards the research vessel defense area.

 

[Joseph Torson]

As both the Skimmer and Starlight Sentinel began to maneuver around probably trying to evade the TIE Drones , the Drones followed them and soon began firing volleys of Disruptor Torpedoes aiming to disable the two ships and not destroy them and simply put them out of the fight , so that Colonel Stadd could complete the mission with minor Intrusion. Meanwhile inside the Research Ship , Ivan Stadd and his Contingent of 10 Marine Commandos were making their way through the Vessel in which was still attached to the Starboard Side of the Pursuiter.

As they navigated throughout the ship they encountered a set of destroyed probe droids , with each of them having lightsaber marks indicating a Lightsaber-wielder was responsible for their destruction. Further advancing they arrived at the storage bay where a Stasis Pod had been cut open with (guess again) a Lightsaber. This Annoyed and Angered Colonel Stadd at the same time. First the Pursuiter had to deal with those 2 Ships outside , now he had to deal with a Force-Sensitive? Looking back to his Men , Colonel Stadd activated his JN3 Auger Personal Shield and spoke. "Aight. We have a Force-Sensitive Individual within this Ship. Activate your Personal Shields and take out your Ysalamiri Cradles. We have some Scumy Force-Sensitives to hunt"

Judging by their position and findings , Colonel Stadd assumed his men weren't that far from the Force-Sensitive in question but as he and his men , one of his Commandos spotted a Datapad on a nearby table. It was covered in dust and seemed to be hundreds of years old , but if anything it seemed valuable. The Commando then took the Datapad and showed it to the Colonel. "Colonel Stadd. I found this" The Commando said rushing up to met up with the Colonel. The Colonel then turned around and took the Datapad and took a look at it , it was old but could be of some value to the Politorate. "This seems interesting. Aight let's move forward. We still have that Force-Sensitive to hunt down" the Colonel said , keeping the Datapad in his Left Hand and motioning his men to further advance.

If they could find the Force-Sensitive individual ad whoever was in that stasis pod , then he could get more answers to this mysterious puzzle.

Tags | Ala | Caltin Vanagor | Zivos​

 

[GAL Ltd.]

GAME ON YAKHEAD! ​

LOCATION: Extra-Galactic Space/Skirmish​

LOCAL TIME: 1645 Hours​

ORDERS: Answer the distress call sent by Jedi Master​

Tag: Joseph Torson , Ala, Zivos, Caltin Vanagor​

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Within moments of the science vessel being grabbed by the Pursuiter, The SJS “Liberation” dropped out of hyperspace, and over 70 fighters of various SJC designs and capabilities soon followed. The fighters were already chasing and targeting all of the TIE drones. One by one the droid operated fighters fell due to the overwhelming numbers of Concord fighters, or at least they will be in a matter of seconds. The bombers were free to follow in the X-wings(who were drawing fire and taking out shield generators) to attack the ancillary support vessels.

That left the carrier's weaponry and other five squadrons of fighters to focus all fire on the Imperial Star Destroyer. The astromech droid on the Starlight Sentinel was resourceful enough to send out a distress call, and the carrier was closest to respond. The lead fighter, carrying the Wing Commander, or C.A.G.(Commander Air Group) opened a channel to their counterparts.

“Imperial Star Destroyer ‘Pursuiter’, you want the ship? You can have it. The Jedi, his ship, and his compatriots, including the other ship you are trying to attack go free. No negotiation, no threats. We’re the first ones here but we do not have to be the only ones, and yes, you may have more on the way… but my buddies are closer. Test me, and you’ll fail.”

The Jedi had to be nice and diplomatic. He never did see the reason for that, and he has Jedi in his family history.

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[Kayla Luspark]

Location: Deep space​

Equipment: Standard flight suit, heavy blaster pistol, REC-SS01 X-wing Space Superiority Starfighter​

Companion: "Vido" V-2 Series "Minimech" Astromech​

Tag: GAL Ltd. | Caltin Vanagor | Ala | Joseph Torson | Zivos​

Kayla whooped under her breath as the squadron she was temporarily assigned to tore into the cloud of TIE Droids in a strong Slash, but they were part of the shaft this time, rather than the tip of the spear. With a burst of cannons, she slagged the brain and sent it careening toward one of the frigates even as she followed up with her squadron. Within seconds the skies were clear of immediate fighter threats. Forming up it was time to pull the teeth off the smaller ships. Getting targeting data feeds, she smiled. "This reminds me of Yverna," she chirped over the comms. "The fun parts anyway."

Vido's electronic gibbering competed with the A.I. giving a stuttering tone as it tried to achieve a lock. Then it came through. "Torpedoes away," she intoned, firing off a pair along with the rest of the two dozen making their way to one of the cruisers. A dazzling light show erupted along one side, explosions and shields collapsing. More explosions followed as weapons and armor boiled away, leaving the ship toothless and venting atmosphere in multiple places. It looked as though a hard shove would turn it into wreckage as it began to list to one side, only half it's thrusters firing.

 

[Joseph Torson]

On board the Pursuiter it seemed like the Battle was going to be short , the TIE Droids had initially missed their targets who managed to evade them , but as they prepared to deal a final blow towards their 2 targets , a Large 2 kilometer long Fleet Carrier suddenly jumped out of hyperspace cutting off the TIE Drones as it deployed 20 Squadrons worth ot fighters. Within Seconds , 3 Quarters of the Pursuiter's Fighter Compliment was Destroyed shocking the entire bridge crew. However before the Captain could give any order , he received an ultimatum from the enemy Fleet Carrier.

"Imperial Star Destroyer ‘Pursuiter’, you want the ship? You can have it. The Jedi, his ship, and his compatriots, including the other ship you are trying to attack go free. No negotiation, no threats. We’re the first ones here but we do not have to be the only ones, and yes, you may have more on the way… but my buddies are closer. Test me, and you’ll fail."

They must have sent a distress signal , the Captain thought and he was too slow to even notice it or even intercept it. However his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a series of explosions. Enemy Bombers and X-Wings soon began to move against the now vulnerable Patrol Cruiser. Now the formerly confident bridge crew was in full panic , as they began to inform the Captain of their status. The Shields were gone and the Ship had taken multiple breaches to the hull , they needed to detach from that Research Ship and withdraw now to survive , but the Captain knew that wasn't an option , the Colonel was still on that Ship and he knew he would get killed for cowardice.

"Ignore their ultimatum" the Captain said , keeping calm. "Contact our Reinforcements and have them reinforce our position. We must hold our position for as long as the Colonel desires. We came here on a mission and we can't afford to mess up" The Bridge crew then went silent looking at the Captain as if he were mad , this was suicide some of them thought , but a look at their captain simply told them that they would all die if they did not follow orders , and thus the signal was sent to the reinforcements to arrive.

After a few minutes , 4 Constance-Class Patrol Ships and 1 Nebulon-A Escort Frigate jumped out of hyperspace a few hundred kilometers behind the Pursuiter and began advancing towards the Position of the Donnager-Class Star Destroyer and deploying their own TIE Drones , 120 in total in which began to engage the enemy force. All they needed was to give Colonel Stadd a bit more time to complete his mission onboard the Research Ship , as the Captain even began to doubt his Reinforcements ability to deal with this force. Now , he thought , the Real Battle had begun.

GAL Ltd. | Kayla Luspark ​

Spoiler: OCC Note

This is just my response to the Liram and Kayla. After this i'll wait for everyone to post before posting again

 

[GAL Ltd.]

GAME ON YAKHEAD! ​

LOCATION: Imperial Skirmish​

LOCAL TIME: 1720 hours​

ORDERS: Destroy Imperial Forces​

Tag: Kayla Luspark , Joseph Torson​

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The Imperial reinforcements dropped out of hyperspace and honestly caught the Wing Commander off guard, mainly because he did not believe that they would be so stupid. Shaking his head and switching comm frequencies, he was called.

-“Well?”- asked the voice over the comm.

With a sigh, Liram just tapped the device “They reacted just like you thought they would.”

-” You owe us each fifty credits!”- Another voice over the comms called out.

Liram just laughed. “Yeah, rub it in.”

A few moments later, as the TIE drones were closing in on his pilots, “The Blue” and “The Haven" dropped out of hyperspace in a snap of light. The majority of their squadrons already launched as they too were dropping out of hyperspace, only this time three shuttles launched from each carrier, all carrying who knows what were making their way towards “The Pursuiter” and the science ship attached to it.

Then all Silver ships batteries turned on the frigate, allowing the Y-wings, escorted by X-wings to take down and out the escort ships. This allowed “The LIberation”’s fighters to focus on “The Pursuiter” as well. Liram gave them a chance and they responded the way they did. It was time to not be nice anymore. Where he was flying in an “overwatch” distance and style, Liram took the lead on the latches to the Science vessel.

“Imperial vessel. I let you have the ship in my last offer. Leave now, and you can have your life, nothing more. I told you not to test me, and if you bring more, I can bring more. I can do this all day.”

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[Ala Quin]

Approximately 800 years earlier​

The patient was now in stasis, and the Imperial Agent sent to work on counter measures in order to prevent the secrets of his research from falling into the hands of Rebel scum. A subroutine was programmed into the vessel's main computer core, hard coded with an Imperial encryption that was changed on a monthly basis to keep the scum from acquiring sensitive information. Should the scientist die, only someone with a current Imperial code-cylinder would have access to the information.

The furtherest thing from the scientist's mind as he programmed the self-destruct on the vessel was that the Empire would soon cease to exist and all its codes would disappear into the past, lost to all.

Present day​

With power being rerouted to any other system came the triggering of the self-destruct line of code. All screens in the ship began flashing a countdown from 20 in aurabesh, but once the count hit 10 it rang out in a cold Imperial computing voice...

10...

9...

8...

Caltin Vanagor Zivos Joseph Torson GAL Ltd. Kayla Luspark ​

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...​

Location: Skirmish​

Equipment: Conservator(Lightsaber)​

Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller"​

Tag: Ala, Joseph Torson , Zivos, Kayla Luspark , GAL Ltd.​

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Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!

If it was not Imperial fleets, it was droids, if it was not droids, it was dead zones in the Force. The fact that he sensed the failing in the force, that meant that there were those few sentients that actually neutralize the Force, it had to be Ysalamiri. Fine, he would fight it out, but Ala would get out of here one way or the other. More Silver Fleet forces showed up, but that meant that he had to still contend with the Marines, he could do that, Ysalamiri or not, but they were probably ridiculously armed.

Then he heard the countdown…

With a sigh, Caltin picked up Ala, they were back to square one and that meant that he would take plan A. Tapping his comm-link, he made the call to “Music”, his pilot droid who was already in position. This was going to be a difficult move because the ship was still in motion to keep out of the gunsights of the surviving TIE Drones, but it would not take long for the big guy to pull his move. Securing his lone re-breather in Ala’s mouth, Caltin reached out through the Force and pushed the airlock door open.

Slowing his bodily systems and circulation through the Force as he protected Ala the best he could, Caltin closed his eyes as he trusted in his momentum and the Force to get the two of them though open space and the open loading ramp of his ship “The Starlight Sentinel” and into the cargo bay. The coldness of the void was beginning to get to him, to the both of them and a Force Shield was doing little to help. They did not have to hold out long, but they did have to hold out.

He would not fail her. No, not now, never again.

It was so cold.

When he was just about ready to blackout, Caltin could hear the systems in his ship and rolled himself to take the brunt of any impact to protect his little sister further. As the astromech “Roller” closed the loading ramp and re-pressurized the cargo-bay, Caltin choked and coughed a couple of times before yelling out a command.

Roller… get us home!

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[Zivos]

There was chaos beginning to form around him as one thing after another happened. More droids coming to to harass them. Ships coming out of hyperspace to maybe assist them. Then the spectacle of watching someone, even if he had to magnify his ocular systems to see it, using what he guessed was the force to shield themselves and travel through space onto their own ship.

This was a bit to much for one day as Zivos punch the throttle and didn't even bother to wave at the ships that had dropped in to help them.

Too many already knew he had been there to help. The droid on Caltin Vanagor 's ship had a record of it. The one sending droids knew. And then there was a the tangle the two unintended groups were getting into. Which he wasn't getting paid for. Meaning he had no business letting a single laser shot go without some sort of due process.

Which was why he was attempting to slip through the jedi vessels while preparing to jump out of the system.

Caltin Vanagor Joseph Torson Ala Kayla Luspark GAL Ltd.