Mitth'urst'almiti
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"Is my flagship ready?"
"The Chimaera is fully at your command, Admiral."
The simulation was flawless. Seated in a physical mockup of a helm chair, holopanels before him gave him a fully encompassing view of the bridge of the Star Destroyer Chimaera. Currently orbiting a blue-green planet, he had re-created the battle line for the final battle Thrawn had been a part of, tragically killed by his own bodyguard in what could only have been described as a Deus Ex Machina for the New Republic.
Would Thurstal have fared any better in the teeth of the guns the New Republic had thrown at him? Certainly not. Even with his knowledge of the forces at the Battle of Bilbringi and the information that smugglers would prove to be unwelcome adversaries, every simulation he had directed thus far had ended with his defeat. Not that this discouraged him, far from it - every loss was one step closer to victory, one step closer to reaching that pinnacle of talent and battle prowess.
"Then prepare the forces for hyperspace. And for battle."
This is an academic exercise and a chance to engage in some no-loss fleet battling. Whoever wants to come in to write for the New Republic fleet is welcome to it, and if more are interested then smaller strike forces can be assembled. This is also an opportunity for smugglers to practice fleet operations, as the battle was turned by a Smuggler's Alliance flotilla.
"The Chimaera is fully at your command, Admiral."
The simulation was flawless. Seated in a physical mockup of a helm chair, holopanels before him gave him a fully encompassing view of the bridge of the Star Destroyer Chimaera. Currently orbiting a blue-green planet, he had re-created the battle line for the final battle Thrawn had been a part of, tragically killed by his own bodyguard in what could only have been described as a Deus Ex Machina for the New Republic.
Would Thurstal have fared any better in the teeth of the guns the New Republic had thrown at him? Certainly not. Even with his knowledge of the forces at the Battle of Bilbringi and the information that smugglers would prove to be unwelcome adversaries, every simulation he had directed thus far had ended with his defeat. Not that this discouraged him, far from it - every loss was one step closer to victory, one step closer to reaching that pinnacle of talent and battle prowess.
"Then prepare the forces for hyperspace. And for battle."
This is an academic exercise and a chance to engage in some no-loss fleet battling. Whoever wants to come in to write for the New Republic fleet is welcome to it, and if more are interested then smaller strike forces can be assembled. This is also an opportunity for smugglers to practice fleet operations, as the battle was turned by a Smuggler's Alliance flotilla.