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[Pyrrah Tae]

Near The Planet Christophsis
Escape The Law
Get Rich
Success
Theme

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The Blue Pearl rocked to its side as it narrowly avoided blaster fire.

For the most part, the job on Christophsis went well. They got the rare crystals from the vaults, and they were now on their way back to Castilon outpost. Unfortunately, the CDF had other plans. The planet’s security force didn’t take to kindly to the...relocation of their crystals. But the pirates honestly couldn’t care less.

The Corellian Run was packed with its usually traffic, thankfully. He opened up a transmission to the other Captains in the fleet.

“Men, I found our cleaning. Fly yourself into the traffic, and make your way to the center lanes. We will use the civilian ships as our cover. Pyrrah out.”

Closing off the transmission, he began to man the wheel. With a little more force than he anticipated, the guided the large ship straight into the lanes. Various vessels of all shapes and sizes dodge out of the way. A small opening presented itself, and the Captain took it.

Slipping into the lanes, he was only given a few seconds of rest before the defense force continued firing. Bunch of nerfers they were. The small starfighters would more than likely follow out of their jurisdiction, which would be troublesome.

Before he even had the chance to give the signal, his crew began firing the guns at the starfighters. Thankfully this took them by surprise, taking out two of them. He quickly opened another transmission to the fleet.

“Looks like Christophsis isn’t too focused on their ship quality. Should be easy pickings for you.”

The large ship continued to fly on, the other pirate ships in tow. More of the defense force would be coming soon, bringing larger ships. That was why they needed to set the thrusters to full and charge ahead.

Spoiler: Tag List

Grindo Sedog | Kingsley | Reave | Sly Chance | Tae'l Vizsla | Alana Calloway | Mondo Ohnaka | Taru Cadera | Thales Raynor

 

[Tae'l Vizsla]

W I N G S -O F- W A R​

Tag: Pyrrah Tae |
Objective: Reclaim beskar from Pyrrah Tae
Location: Christophsis orbit,
En route to intercept Blue Pearl
Equipment: In bio
Ship: CVT-48 Outlander-class
Music: Wings of War

Tayl was fast approaching the Blue Pearl from behind, Watching curiously as the large solar-vessel exchanged fire with local PDF starfighters, Destroying at least two.
She could see now that the main cannons were above their atmospheric deck and broadsides, Which would make challenging them head on difficult. Thankfully however, She was able to observe their firing angles and formulated a plan of action.

But first;
She flicks a switch on the dashboard, Opening up a comm channel directly to the Blue Pearl. Encrypted of course, Private and untraceable.
::Violet on station. You have something that belongs to me, Your journey ends here, Pyrrah. The stars belong to me. Nowhere to run, Nowhere to hide::

Then she abruptly cut the transmission, Swooping down in flight position and swerving out of las-fire.
Before long, She was underneath the Blue Pearl, Completing her dive and taking a wide upward arc to launch phase two; Boarding.
With another flick of a switch and a few button presses, The outlander's electronic countermeassure's were activated, Jamming trackers and targeting systems attempting to locate the ship. Tayl was now completely invisible to the Blue Pearl's electronic systems.

With out of the way, She was free to maneuver below the ship. Once the outlander had caught up, It magnetically attached itself to the bottom of the Blue Pearl's hull and extended it's boarding tube, Which latched onto the hostile pirate ship like a mynock.
Then Aloy deployed her plasma-caster, Steadily cutting a circular hole into the ship with the searing beam from her wrist.

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[Barbie Barnabas]

Location: en route to Christophsis system
Ship: Star Lancer
Weapon: Hyper Blaster
Posts: 1
Tagging: Open

"DURO!.... Duro come in here. I think were almost at the end of the jump." BB (Barbie Barbie) shouted, before realizing the ship's bridge doors were closed.
"Sheesh..."

Tap...tap...tap...she cued in on the ship's comm.
"Duro...get up here. We're almost there." She announced over the speakers.

Duro were her trusted and only companion she knew, and she had known him for 13 some odd years. Still unfamiliar with most of the workings of her own family ship, she had little clue as to the workings of the vessel's hyperdrives. Reason being that they had been retrofitted on her ship not 6 months prior...by good hearted pirates no less.
Well, it had turned out that way. But it had not been their intentions at first when they spotted BB's vessel puttin along in the middle of open space at sub-light. They had thought themselves lucky in finding a floundering vessel. Well, to their surprise they found a pretty much worthless vessel. it's only value were of it's dura-steel, which these days wasn't worth the energy to put it in tow.
keeping that portion of BB's history short, lest we loose reader interest, the pirates took to BB and outfitted her vessel with hyperdrive tech.
And this is where we once more continue our present story...

"Damn you Duro... what took you so long.? Look..." She then pointed to the console. "... the counter is nearing zero. We are going to emerge, soon."
Now one must understand BB was no dumb blonde, just not yet savvy in using strange new tech, like hyperdrive and related control.

Her robot droid had come in and looked up at her, sitting there in the captain's chair.
It did chirp and whine...beeped much like an R2 droid, but the blonde always had difficulty in mastering it's coded meaning.
That's when Duro started to extrude what at first seemed like a paper tongue, only it were actually a ticker tape with it's translation printed on it for BB (Barbie Barbie) to read and understand.

"Oh... Oh Ok....right." She said getting up after reading Duro's message.
It were almost mumbo jumbo to her as the robot were technically describing how to transition from hyper-drive to sub-light.
BB knew very well how to pilot their ship in sub-light. She had done so for nearly half her lifetime. But the hyperdrive tech with it's astro-physics calculation of space/time/velocity projections .. yea, still way over her head.

The little robot got up to the retrofitted controls of the ship just as the counter reached the zero mark.

SNAP!

"Whoa!..
Haha... Oh my God... I don't think I'll ever get used to that." BB exclaimed, as the Star Lancer emerged out of hyperspace and near Christophsis system.

To BB, the streaking of starlight jumping to and from hyperspace was new to her and it reminded her looking up at the night skies of Yamo Go and marvel at the shooting stars. Her heart were among the stars and she knew one day she would be among them...travelling wherever, whenever she felt like it.

Of course, being new to using hyperdrive she emerged for safety reasons 500 kilometers from the planet.
this would allow her to pilot the vessel herself using the ship's original sub-light engines.

"Ok thanks Duro... I can take over from here." She then said before her robot disengaged itself from the hyper-drive console.

BB then glided her Star Lancer toward the system of Christophsis.

"Hmmm... wonder what the fireworks are about, Duro.... must be some system holiday.." Of course, her long range scanners were not at all as acute as the modern scanners. She were mistaking laser fire and orbital explosions as fireworks from her vantage point.

"Star Lancer to Christophis orbital command... permission to establish low orbit...over..."

 

[Thales Raynor]

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Traffic was still moving slow in the Christophsis system. Thales kicked back in the pilot's chair of the Apostátis, stretching out his arms behind his head and cracking his knuckles.

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The hidden compartments of the cargo bay were packed full of the enhanced spice he formulated back on Corellia. The trip along the Run was, thus far, a dull flight, but that was to be expected. Now, he was just a couple jumps away from his destination, and getting through the Christophsis system would be a cake walk.

Or so he hoped.

Droid, which was the name of Thales' BA-10 Astro, and his only companion (besides the Hoojib meandering around the ship), unleashed a series of solemn beeps.

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“I see them,” Thales replied with an eyeroll, “don’t bust a bolt. They’ll pass us by without a thought.”

He was, of course, referring to the CDF starfighters which had Droid suffering from mechanical anxiety. Thales had been eyeing them since entering the system. He was familiar with their patrols and tactics. After-all, this wasn’t his first run through the system, but he always kept an eye open, just in case.

A Sith Interceptor drew attention, regardless of the paint scheme on its hull.

But Thales was confident they were familiar enough with his ID tag not to flag his vessel, especially after the first several boardings yielded nothing.

“Relax Droid, we’re practically regulars in these parts.”

He almost crashed into the ship just ahead as it suddenly decreased in speed. “Sithspit—cut back thrust Droid!”

The B4 was efficient and fast. The Apostátis jolted to a stop as if hitting an invisible shield net. The ships behind him likely were cursing him out, but he ignored the messages flashing across the comm panel. Instead, his eyes were on the peculiar looking vessel which cut into the traffic—and which had the undivided attention of the CDF.

“Looks like the CDF isn’t our problem today!” Thales laughed in celebration. Yet, as he watched the laser beams light up the area ahead, he couldn’t shake the creeping feeling that somehow they would end up tangled in this mess. “Still… we should probably bounce… take a different lane out of the sector.”

Thales began flipping switches, extending the Apostátis’ strike foils, accessing the increased maneuverability required for the sharp turn out of the crowded lane.

He only hoped the move would be inconspicuous enough, given the dogfight just ahead.

 

[Barbie Barnabas]

Location: Christophsis system
Ship: Star Lancer
Weapon: Hyper Blaster
Posts: 2
Tagging: Open

Not the greatest navigator when it come to hyperspace, but she were certainly a savvy pilot at sub-light speed. That was because she were from a backwater system far out in one of the galaxy's tingel arms...an unknown planet who's tech only reached steam-punk. So flying about, maneuvering at sub-light were what she had been brought up to do.

BB (Barbie Barbie) had emerged from hyperspace quite a distance from the planet itself. It were more a safeguard and assurance that she didn't emerge so close as to plunge the Star Lancer into the system's atmosphere, or have it collide with other crafts orbiting Christophsis.
During her approach at 1/4 sub-light she had visually picked up what appeared to be high altitude fireworks.... perhaps some festival was taking place planet side.
Nope.

It were soon apparent that what she had thought of a celebration was actually an orbital battle of sort.
It had been Duro Duro, her trusty mech robot who had analyzed and picked up on what it was nearly half way from her point of entry (hyperspace emergence) 500 kilometers distance from the planet. Of course DD (Duro Duro) had immediately tried to relay that to BB, but being that she had difficulty understanding his binary beeps and creeks, and DD was always chirping and beeping most all of the time it were about ship's duty, that Barbie had come to not pay it much attention to when it did.

But her mech robot resorted to bump her tooshie, getting BB's attention, as she opened up a few channels to hail the system about her intention of establishing orbit.
"Ouw...what?!" BB who were piloting the Star Lancer shouted looking over to her droid.

Duro continued to beep and whistle, letting out a ticker tape from what looked like it's mouth.

"Oh shiet!..." Barbie exclaimed, instantly engaging maneuvering thrusters, spinning her ship's wheel. "Why didn't you tell me so before?!"
The Star Lancer responded much like an assault ship a fraction of her size...almost with the agility of a star-fighter.
Which-
Which by the way were what was coming toward her vessel.

BB's hails were soon responded with warnings for her to cease and assist by the system's authorities. Not understanding why, she nevertheless remembered what her pirate friends had warned her about, should she encounter such hostile system magistrates.
Of course BB were no pirate herself. She had just been found adrift and had been helped by pirates not a few months earlier. Those pirates had taken to her and had helped her out in so many ways. one were adamantly instructing her to never surrender her ship to authorities. Not if she had made up her mind to never seeing it again...and for herself to see daylight as she were told that she would be locked up in some judicial dungeons or what not.

So here we have it...BB's first encounter with a hostile system intent on confiscating her one and only ship. A ship she had grown up in and had known as home for half her life.

"I see them!... I see them..." She had somehow inadvertently come in an intersecting course with other vessels seemingly avoiding these keystone space police who they were exchanging fire in an effort to get away from them.

"Hang on to something..." She said, preparing to possibly collide with one of the vessels as she spun the Star Lancer around.

A quick pull of a lever here, then there...spinning her ship's wheel hard left got the Star lancer's nose to come parallels to one of the other vessels. It were apparent that BB's ship had come to find itself in the same situation as the other vessels, trying to not get hit by perusing laser fire, nor ram into another ship in the process.

"What's going on?...why are they firing at us?!" Barbie beamed an emergency message to one of the other vessels she were now running alongside with.

 

[Pyrrah Tae]

Near The Planet Christophsis
Escape The Law
Get Rich
Success
Theme

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Dogfighting was…eventful to say the least.

The crew aboard kept up their firing on the CDF starfighters. Hopefully soon they would all be terminated, setting them up for riches to be cashed in soon.

A few successful hits rocked the vessel. Looking back from the wheel, he saw that the starfighters were closing in. He knew just the plan to escape.

Before he could reach his men, a crackling noise came from the control panel. A message? Clicking a button, he let the message flow through.

//:Violet on station. You have something that belongs to me, Your journey ends here, Pyrrah. The stars belong to me. Nowhere to run, Nowhere to hide:\\​

Well, that narrowed it down not in the slightest. He had taken many things from many people. Oh well, he would deal with the threat later.

“Men, be alert. I think someone is trying to board us. But I need four of you to complete a task for me.”

Four of the men stepped forward immediately, standing at attention. Pointing out a commanding in finger forward, he motioned them towards the front grapples.

“Aim the grapples at two of the freighter ships ahead. Two for each. We are going to do a ‘Shook and Cook’ like we did back on Tatooine.”

The men nodded their heads. Running for the grapples, they took up the positions. Aiming down two of the ships ahead, they fired. Direct hits on both. Good.

Maning the wheel once again, he flew down the middle of the two freighters, leaving them as far in front of him as possible. Hopefully the other pirates recognized what he was about to do, and were prepared for the debris that was to come soon.

Tae'l Vizsla | Thales Raynor | Barbie Barnabas

 

[Barbie Barnabas]

Location: Christophsis system
Ship: Star Lancer
Weapon: Hyper Blaster
Posts: 3
Tagging: Open...come on, someone play with me!


"...er....not now Duro!..." She shouted, trying to keep from ramming into the other vessel she were running parallel with as both vessels were bucking and rolling from the trailing laser fire on both their tail.
It were difficult to break as the planet's ionosphere was on one ide, the other vessel on the other and a swarm of fighters on the other besides the ones hot on their tail.

Duro, her rodroid (neat huh...robot droid. just thought of it) was beeping and chirping trying to get BB (Barbie) to take the printed ticker tape with what he were trying to relay to her.

"I swear...I don't know why you weren't given a voice box!.." BB finally had a spit second to reach over to her rodroid and rip the paper out.
"FRAK!...." She shouted getting a glance at what Duro had stated.

BB pulled on one of the floor levers, as she spun he ship's wheel, diving the Star lancer toward the planet.
It was either hit Christophsis ionosphere, the other buzzing starfighters or get entangled in the harpoon lines that at that moment skimmed the upper hull of her ship as she dove toward the planet.

The port view, along the left side of The star Lancer were aglow with ionic friction. BB's ship were not designed to handle reentry at that acute angle, not to mention she were on her side...which was now cooking her port hull plates.
But as soon as she not only cleared the lines and starfighters who hadn't at all expected such a drastic suicide maneuver that BB managed to level out her ship and see it roll on her belly to boot.
The Star Lancer was now surfing through the ionosphere...like it were designed to do, before popping back up, bouncing off the atmosphere and back into orbit again.

"Oh my...this certainly took a turn..." She found herself now behind the star fighters, and rapidly closing in on them.

"Hang on to something Duro!"

THA THUMP...THUMP...THUMP....
...three starfighters rammed one after the other, as the nose of The Star Lancer knocked them out of their flight path, like a pool cue. The three starfighters flew like billiard balls sending them off, knocking one then two against the others like wild pinballs.

"Aw shoot... that's got to have left a dent..."