Jorus Merrill
is mek bote
The encrypted transmission was an ugly thing, patched together from a datapad recorder and a seriously futzed subspace transceiver. From there, the image had bounced from Kathol system to Kathol system on unreliable local subspace nets until it found an Underground relay.
The bridge of the Underground attack ship D'Lessio had seen better days. So had the man in the only occupied chair. Two seconds into the recording, a fallen cable sparked behind him, and he flinched, rubbing at his eyes with a cybernetic hand.
"This is..." He coughed. Smoke swirled behind him. "This is General Jorus Merrill of the Underground, calling from the D'Lessio. I'm in Kathol Republic territory. They asked for aid after a colony went dark -- feth, I've got to hurry. Colony was wiped out, no reason to it. The ship that did it is still here, along with the wrecks of a few Kathol Republic cruisers.
"I've commanded and flown the largest starship in the 'verse, so when I say this monster's like nothing I've ever seen, take me seriously. Totally alien shields, engines, hull composition, comm protocols, language. Qektoth guns that go right through shields. Near as my sensor operator could tell, the inside of the ship is at two gravities, lit in the infrared, and pumped full of methane. I've done a couple first contacts in my time. These fethers don't want to talk.
"Oh, and all you Jedi, watch your back. Something they did..." He grimaced. "Well, I've got some distance on them, and I still can't touch the Force. Can't even feel it. When I say I've got a bad feeling about this, I mean it.
"We need to know who these fethers are, folks, and what makes them tick, whether or not I get out of this intact." His eyes shifted, or rather one of them did. Both were prosthetic. Clearly, one was damaged. It tossed a spark against his cheek. "And there's a good chance we're going to need to take them down. Be fething careful. The Kathol Republic is the strongest government in our territory, and this ship made mincemeat of their patrol fleet.
"I don't know when I'll be able to call again. They've got small craft hunting me now. Took shelter in a gas giant. Look, if this is -- look, if this gets to my family, Mara, Alna-"
Static.
[member="Ria Misrani"] [member="Lok Munin"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Julius Sedaire"] [member="Runi Verin"] [member="Judah Dashiell"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]
OOC/ This is open to all TKO members - I just don't have the tag list handy, and I don't think it's current anymore anyway due to how much we've grown. It's also open to TKO's friends who might be in the area.
The bridge of the Underground attack ship D'Lessio had seen better days. So had the man in the only occupied chair. Two seconds into the recording, a fallen cable sparked behind him, and he flinched, rubbing at his eyes with a cybernetic hand.
"This is..." He coughed. Smoke swirled behind him. "This is General Jorus Merrill of the Underground, calling from the D'Lessio. I'm in Kathol Republic territory. They asked for aid after a colony went dark -- feth, I've got to hurry. Colony was wiped out, no reason to it. The ship that did it is still here, along with the wrecks of a few Kathol Republic cruisers.
"I've commanded and flown the largest starship in the 'verse, so when I say this monster's like nothing I've ever seen, take me seriously. Totally alien shields, engines, hull composition, comm protocols, language. Qektoth guns that go right through shields. Near as my sensor operator could tell, the inside of the ship is at two gravities, lit in the infrared, and pumped full of methane. I've done a couple first contacts in my time. These fethers don't want to talk.
"Oh, and all you Jedi, watch your back. Something they did..." He grimaced. "Well, I've got some distance on them, and I still can't touch the Force. Can't even feel it. When I say I've got a bad feeling about this, I mean it.
"We need to know who these fethers are, folks, and what makes them tick, whether or not I get out of this intact." His eyes shifted, or rather one of them did. Both were prosthetic. Clearly, one was damaged. It tossed a spark against his cheek. "And there's a good chance we're going to need to take them down. Be fething careful. The Kathol Republic is the strongest government in our territory, and this ship made mincemeat of their patrol fleet.
"I don't know when I'll be able to call again. They've got small craft hunting me now. Took shelter in a gas giant. Look, if this is -- look, if this gets to my family, Mara, Alna-"
Static.
[member="Ria Misrani"] [member="Lok Munin"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Julius Sedaire"] [member="Runi Verin"] [member="Judah Dashiell"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]
OOC/ This is open to all TKO members - I just don't have the tag list handy, and I don't think it's current anymore anyway due to how much we've grown. It's also open to TKO's friends who might be in the area.