Command Bridge -- Tulak Hord-class Star Destroyer, Spiteful
Edge of Sith Empire Territory
It was not often that Gregor Gideon found himself traversing the edges of Imperial space. Unfortunately the naval task force to which he had found a kindred spirit, and in particular, the command ship - the Spiteful, whose crew were renowned for their loyalty to the Imperial way of life - a loyalty that Gregor would never cease to appreciate, had been rotated to an assignment patrolling the far reaches of their territory. Searching for pirates, maintaining the trade lanes, and all other such important, but rather mundane tasks.
The ship had become something close to a home away from home, so Gregor was content to remain aboard.
However, the journey was about to take a particularly unexpected turn.
Alarm bells sounded throughout the bridge, and out unto the various other essential locations throughout the ship. An unidentified starfighter-scale contact, of Mandalorian specifications but utilizing CIS Identification Friend/Foe transponder codes, had breached the Imperial territorial boundary and was headed on a course that would allow a swift interception by the mighty Star Destroyer and her support warships of various classifications.
"Captain, hail the vessel immediately." the Sith Knight spoke to the Spiteful''s captain, before turning to face the ships' Starfighter Corps Wing Commander. "Launch a flight of Tarals to intercept and shadow the contact."
The starfighter commander saluted and withdrew to a console staffed by two crewmen. Undoubtedly to make a call down to the hangar bay for an immediate scrambling of fighters.
The naval captain had already reached the communications officer and was relaying the hail. "Unidentified starship, you have entered restricted Imperial space. Power down your engines and submit to an identity check immediately. This is your only warning."
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Edge of Sith Empire Territory
It was not often that Gregor Gideon found himself traversing the edges of Imperial space. Unfortunately the naval task force to which he had found a kindred spirit, and in particular, the command ship - the Spiteful, whose crew were renowned for their loyalty to the Imperial way of life - a loyalty that Gregor would never cease to appreciate, had been rotated to an assignment patrolling the far reaches of their territory. Searching for pirates, maintaining the trade lanes, and all other such important, but rather mundane tasks.
The ship had become something close to a home away from home, so Gregor was content to remain aboard.
However, the journey was about to take a particularly unexpected turn.
Alarm bells sounded throughout the bridge, and out unto the various other essential locations throughout the ship. An unidentified starfighter-scale contact, of Mandalorian specifications but utilizing CIS Identification Friend/Foe transponder codes, had breached the Imperial territorial boundary and was headed on a course that would allow a swift interception by the mighty Star Destroyer and her support warships of various classifications.
"Captain, hail the vessel immediately." the Sith Knight spoke to the Spiteful''s captain, before turning to face the ships' Starfighter Corps Wing Commander. "Launch a flight of Tarals to intercept and shadow the contact."
The starfighter commander saluted and withdrew to a console staffed by two crewmen. Undoubtedly to make a call down to the hangar bay for an immediate scrambling of fighters.
The naval captain had already reached the communications officer and was relaying the hail. "Unidentified starship, you have entered restricted Imperial space. Power down your engines and submit to an identity check immediately. This is your only warning."
@[member="Dar'jetii"]