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Post by Elifain on Dec 8, 2008 13:36:37 GMT -5
Elifain watched as a bomber left the Lysander heading towards his beacon, and wasn't paying attention to his surroundings. His light turrets were powered down, like most systems other than life-suport, but he quickly pulled his helmet on. As he did, he was happy that he had. As he latched his helmet shut, sealing the suit against vaccum if need be, he heard a thud on the hull of his ship, followed by a quick sizzle, and all the air rushed out in decompression. Elifain turned to see, at the rear of the hatch, a light on the top of his ship, that quickly sealed the decompression. Elifain, sensing something wrong, locked his suit up, simulating his death, turned off all his armours systems, except the life-suport-like system, and started drifting off the floor. No sooner had he dont that, then he a patch fell apart on the roof, and a light entered, followed by a few soldiers, in space suits. They were not from Ilium. Shut down that probe, and lets be out of here! the leader said, as he walked over to Elifains motionless body. This ship is in good condition, and was able to break through some of our shields with its weapons. We will take the ship, and dump the body later Elifain listened quietly, as one of the enemies re-entered the tube in the roof, and went back to the ship that had docked with the Claw of Mando. There was the familiar feeling of an engine starting, and suddenly, Elifain regretted entering this fray, but only for a second, before they reached one of the enemy carriers. The two remaining men in the Claw, sat around the navigation computer, as Elifain un-locked his systems, and proved easy targets for his gauntlets vibroblades.
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 14:13:35 GMT -5
Drake exited hyper space, he was still on the way back to the temple with the prisoner but he needed a few moments to think before that. He figured Jik would either follow or he'd meet up with him at the temple. However, before he could actually get to thinking Drake noticed a battle going on and he recgonized one of the ships involved. "Hey" Drake said hailing the Galactica. "Could you guys use a hand...?" He joked around.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 8, 2008 14:32:29 GMT -5
Jor heard the voice on the com and immediately opened a channel. "Drake, this is Jor, you picked a fine time to get here. Corellia's been nuked to hell and the refugees from the planet came here. Whoever nuked Corellia though is after them and we're trying to protect the civilian fleet."
Jor put his fighter into a tight spin and lined up on a group of dartships pestering Galactica's rear. "We certainly could use the help, but if you have other things to be doing, don't worry, i got this."
Jor hoped the false bravado and sarcasm translated well over the com, because looking at it, they didn't stand much of a chance at all.
He pulled around to view the main battle through his canopy. Galactica was taking a beating but holding.
The Dartships had been getting desperate, ramming into the Ilium Corvettes, destroying them easily but also removing many of themselves the battle. The fight was coming to it's close. What had started out as an even fight had turned into a major loss for the Corellian Refugees who would most likely be hunted down after this.
Jor would do his best to make sure that didn't happen but right now it was looking like he was on the losing side. He targeted another Dartship and prepared to fire but it was blown away before he could fire. The Memory of Corellia zoomed past his canopy and Jor smiled. At least Kell was finally getting a piece of the action. Jor watched the Memory fly past and it was soon followed by a number of other freighters of various types.
"Jor, this is Kell. Thought you could use some help, and i figured the Corellian Refugees could start pulling their own weight. I got some volunteers, mostly from the less then legal crowd who have some... Special, modifications to their light freighters."
"Roger that Kell, good work. Form up on Galactica." Jor ordered.
Kell doubled clicked the com in response and pulled around, the group of frighters following him. Jor watched him and the realization finally hit him. There wasn't just a few small freighters. Barges, light cruisers, CoreSec fighters, a huge fleet of civilian ships had assembled to help protect their protectors. They were lightly armed, had only civilian grade shields and very few of them had combat qualified pilots, but damn they were a sight to see.
The huge civilian fleet shifted it's coarse and followed Kell and the Memory of Corellia into the enemy fleet. Jor turned to look at the Dartships, then back at the civilian ships. It didn't take him long to come to a decision.
"All ships, into the breach. Follow those civilian ships in and grab these guys by the nose and don't let go."
He pulled hard on the stick and brought the cobra around into a high gee turn which put him on coarse for the center of the Killik fleet.
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 14:39:02 GMT -5
Drake heard Jor come over on his communicator "Nah, I'm not doing nothin too important" he said as he pulled back his fighter started to head towards the battle "I can help you guys out" Drake started to go towards the cilvilian ships. He didn't know much of what was going on but he figured he'd jump in drake hadn't had a good fight in space in a while. Drake instantly fell in line and started to follow Jor's orders. He lined up with the civilian ships and started to follow them in Drake got his weapons ready. Once the first enemy ship was in line Drake fired a torpedo at them. "So," he started to ask Jor "Who the hell are we fighting anyway?" he asked still really unsure of the situation besides the nuclear bombarment.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 8, 2008 14:49:20 GMT -5
Rescue 6408, a Dragoon class assault shuttle that had been tasked with recovering the crew of the Claw of Mando saw the enemy ship dock with it and the flash of vacuum grade welders cut through it's hull to make a seal.
"Lysander, Rescue zero eight, request to inform you that target has been picked up by enemy salvage. Looks like they plan on bringing him back in an alongside tow, possible crew exchange taking place right now." The Co-pilot informed his commanders over the com.
"Rescue zero eight, Lysander control. Rodger that, stay with it. If at all possible, intervene and get the crew out of there, if not, try and tag em so we can track them and rescue them later. out copy?"
"Control, zero eight, roger. Negative further, out."
The Dragoon pilot adjusted his coarse and nudged the engines just enough to give them forward momentum to carry them towards the Claw of Mando and it's captors. He armed the drones and set them up to give the transponder of Y-35s. The co-pilot got busy with the electronic jamming equipment. __________________________________________________________________
"I don't know" Jor responded.
From the corner of his eye he saw a flash and turned to see the exploding rear half of a dartship come right at him. he pulled on the stick hard to dodge and weaved around the chunk of debris.
"Whoever they are, they've taken control of more then one Republic cruiser and they've managed to hack the republic military network. They brought down all our shields in the opening shots of the fight by slicing our computer system through the network." Jor explained.
He stitched laser fire across a larger dartship bomber with minimal results. The bomber continued on it's coarse for one of the civilian barges. He arced his fighter around to reengage, linking the lasers to fire at the same time, he started pulsing bolts of laser fire into the bombers engines.
"And they really hate Corellians for some reason."
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 14:54:11 GMT -5
Drake sighed as he listened to Jor's explanation. He pulled back to dodge the same peice of debris that nearly hit Jor. Drake pulled his fighter around and opened fire with his lasers on Dartship. "Well..." Drake said as the ship was viturally unharmed "You think security would be a little better than that" he laughed as he moved downward to dodge some of the incoming enemy fire. Drake pulled his fighter up and fired on the belly of the dartship still not much damage. "Well, I can name a few reasons to hate Corellians...but none that would warrent a mass nuke bombing..." Drake said as he continued to dodge fire he looked back at the cilvilians "Shouldn't we be trying to evacuate them instead of letting them fight like this" he asked about the civilian vessels behind them.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 8, 2008 15:00:15 GMT -5
"Most of the unarmed civilian ships are in orbit around Ilium trying to keep the planet between them and the battle. These are volunteers who happen to have ships with guns. And, being Corellians... there's a lot of ships with guns. I'll tell you one thing, whoever these guys are, they picked a fight with the wrong people." Jor sad as he fired again and again.
The bombers rear shields held tight, that is until Drake added his fire to Jors. Unable to keep their protection up on all flanks, they dropped their forward shields to keep their bottom and rear protect but that left them open to a proton torpedo fired from a CoreSec Fighter which hit them dead center in the cockpit and penetrated back into the ships bomb storage.
"I'll tell you something else to. They're really pretty when they explode like that."
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 15:03:59 GMT -5
Drake started to fire on the belly the vessel again "Ah, I get ya" he said to Jor about the people in the cilvilians ship. "So, what exactly are they waiting for....they should head to the temple or somewhere safe" he started to say unitl the ship they were firing at exploded. "Yea that was nice, and it only took two of us firing to take out one" Drake laughed some as he pulled his ship up to Jor's to cover him. "Thats 1 down...and" drake started counting the other enemy ships out there "A lot to go..." he smirked.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 8, 2008 19:43:06 GMT -5
Weaving skillfully in and out of ships in his path Jik pulled along side Drake, firing at two near by dartships, nailing one while missing the other as it zipped off to regroup. "Did I miss anything? I got caught in a dog fight on the way here. Be space dust if someone hadn't shot the guy on my tail." said Jik, before maintaining a matching speed behind Drake and off to the side flanking him.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 8, 2008 21:48:17 GMT -5
Not about to be shown up by a bunch of civilians, Keyes stood on the bridge of the Galactica and ordered the ship into the brunt of the fight. They were a ways back but they were the only ship that could go toe to toe with a cruiser. But they had sustained damage and they were already a really heavy ship. The engines just couldn't push the ship very fast.
"Come on, Come on." Keyes said
The helmsman turned in his chair. "She'll fly apart."
"Fly her apart then."
Galactica's forward turbolasers fired in volleys, their bolts of energy smashing with force against the shields of one of the nest ships. Galactica didn't have enough turbolasers however, and the strikes merely impacted the Nest Ships more powerful shields.
Suddenly red warning lights went off on the bridge and the sensor officer turned in his chair. "Radiological alarm! Inbound nukes."
Polar Star had fired a multiple missile warhead which had split off into 10 missiles, 2 of which happened to be nuclear devices, with the other eight being decoys.
"Evasive maneuvers! Get the fighter screen on it ASAP, all point defense batteries focus your fire in that zone." Keyes ordered. The ship sprang to life, her point defense lasers shifted from the fighters to the incoming missiles, hoping to shoot them down before they reached their target.
Jor, in his fighter pulled a hard left and hit his afterburners in order to reach the missiles in time. Using the force he reached out to try and get a sense of which were the decoys and which were the real ones.
Kell did the same with the Memory of Corellia, hoping the larger ships turreted weapons would be able to take out the missiles better then the fighters could.
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 22:04:50 GMT -5
Drake looked over seeing Jik pull up "Nothing much just fighting for survival...you know the usual" He said as he watched Jor go after the missiles. There were dartships going after him. "Shit..." Drake mumbled under his breath "Cover Jor!!!" Drake yelled to Jik as he pulled off to the side hitting his burners. Drake targeted the Dartship and fired but his lasers had no effect. "Dammit" He said as he tried to close the gap between him and the enemy vessel.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 8, 2008 22:55:49 GMT -5
Elifain quietly climbed up into the "rescue ships boarding ramp, and cleared the rest of the crew, before jumping out of the ship. He still had the WESTAR-M5 blaster rifles, due to his brothers insistance, so he was confident that the enemy wouldn't take him out easily. He also had his lightsabers. He clenched his synthetic fist, a reminder from his last battle, and his own carelessness, before unslinging the rifle, he had grabbed from the Claw's weapon locker. He carefully walked back, and exited the ship that had attached to the claw, and looked around, making sure to figure out who was in the area. He saw a few flight crews, working on the surrounding darts, and a security force walking towards the two ships, not looking at all happy. He squeezed the trigger and His rifle lit up. cutting down the first two of the gaurds, before any had a chance to recover. He quickly shifted his position to minimalize the enemies target, while continuing to pump rounds through what was left. He quickly sprinted to get to the door the security had come through, and right down the hall, towards where he assumed the command deck would be. He sensed something ominous about the ship, and knew beyond a doubt that this is where he would do the most good for the defenders. He ran straight at a turbo-lift, running into, and over, one or two more gaurds, before reaching it, and getting the door shut. Elifain activated his comm-device, and said This is Tracin'ya of the Claw of Mando, My ship has been captured, but I have broken out. Stand by, I might be able to do something to help out from inside. I will radio in at the next possible oportunity. Going Radio Silense now He quickly shut down the Comm, to lessen the chance of the enemy finding him quickly. The turbo-lift door eased open, and Elifain found himself face to face, with a very shocked republic soldier, but before the man could give away his presense on the deck, Elifain slugged him with the ejected Gauntlet Vibro blade, right to the throat. He quickly rand down the hallway, to find himself in the bridge, with a handfull of officers, a ship captain, strange man, and a very interesting woman. wrong room? he said, his voice trembling with excitement.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 8, 2008 23:11:46 GMT -5
"Alright on it." replied Jik as he swerved his fighter in a tight arc, and pulling around behind Drake, unleashed a barrage of fire that resulted in weakening the Dartships in pursuit of Jor. Jik saw that he was taking to long in destorying them so he closed his eyes for a moment focusing on the life within the dart ships and tried to influence their mind making them act clumsily and sluggish as he fired again easily getting some good hits in. "So I guess Jor's a friend of yours." stated Jik as the explosion of a Dartship rocked past his own ship.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 8, 2008 23:41:41 GMT -5
"All ships, don't look directly at Galactica!" Jor yelled into the com as the first nuke struck home. it was only a 10 or 15 megaton device, but that put out enough radiation to down Galactica's forward shields and burn a large section of the bow. The crew within was roasted alive as the radiation cooked the ship like a big magnetron. Fortunatly, that was all it did. In space, nukes lacked their incredible concussive shock wave which could have ripped Galactica in two if they were in atmosphere.
"We need to find that second nuke." Jor said. He stitched laser fire across one and the missile exploded in a brilliant yellow explosion. Jor hoped it was the nuke they were looking for, but he knew his luck wasn't that good.
He glanced down at his sensors and saw that only two missiles were left. Jor was close to one, and it was only a few precious seconds from impacting. the other was a ways off, closer to Kell and the Memory.
"I'll go this way, and you go that way." Jor said to kell over the com. He recieved a double click on the com as a response and Kell took the freighter in a hair pin turn to get in front of the other missile.
Jor turned towards his target and hit the afterburners, his ship jetted forward, accelerating to incredible speeds to catch up to the missile. As soon as it was in range he fired. Using a combination of his targeting computer and the force, he stitched a pattern of fire along the missiles path. It was to late however. The laser bolts couldn't catch up to the missile before it impacted the hull of Galactica and exploded in a simple, small, anti-climatic chemical explosion.
Jor looked down at his sensors and watch kell. His missile was much to fast for the Memory. Jor new better then anyone that the Memory was a fast ship, but still, she was a lot bigger then a missile. Kell tried to get the turrets to fire fast enough but the auto targeting on them couldn't keep up with the missiles changing position. They were never designed for missile interception. Finally, Kell put the Memory into a high speed maneuver that put the freighter in the missiles path. Only a few dozen kilometers out, Kell had run out of options. if the turrets couldn't take it out, he'd just have to intercept it.
"Kell, no... don't do it!" Jor yelled into the com.
Kell's voice came back over the com with the sound of grim determination. "Sorry Jor. I owe you a ship."
"Kell... don't do it... Kell..."
The missile hit the Memory, lodging itself in the hull, amidships, penetrating into cargo bay 2. the impact sent the Memory spiraling off on an odd coarse that would take her out of the battle. But then the missile exploded. fortunately the nuclear charge wasn't near it's target, so it's safeties hadn't armed the missile yet. unfortunately the chemical explosion that detonated the missile was powerful enough to rip cargo bay 2 from the ship, splitting it in half. The engine section exploded a few milliseconds later and the forward section explosively decompressed. Parts, fuel, and a lone body spilled out into space.
"Kell nooooo!" Jor said as he put his fighter in a tight loop, blasting through an enemy formation, his afterburners screaming. His fighter groaned from the strain being put on the fuselage as he put the fighter through a series of high speed maneuvers. At one point he was pretty sure he'd bent the frame pulling a high gee turn to avoid colliding with a Dartship.
He got to the scene of destruction and stared. he couldn't sense Kell anywhere. He couldn't make out the unique personality he'd spent so much time with over the past year and a half. Kell was like his adopted son, his apprentice, his charge. He was responsible for teaching the boy and keeping him safe and he'd failed. Jor searched through the wreckage of his ship. The vessel that had been his home for the past 20 years. The ship that had seen action in nearly every major battle and every galaxy changing event for decades.
But Jor didn't care about the ship, he glanced through his belongings as they floated in front of his canopy. things he at one time would rather have died, then lose, but now none of that mattered. Kell's body lay at the heart of the destruction, his entire left side was charred to the bone, and he was missing his left leg and left arm.
Jor glanced down at his left leg and left arm. He flexed the synthetic muscles, felt the fake flesh tighten under the fake skin. Kell had gone through a similar accident that Jor had, except this time it was no accident, and this time, Kell hadn't survived.
Jor put his ship on an intercept coarse for the Polar Star and hit his accelerators. Putting all power from the shields, guns and life support into engines he rocketed into the core of the enemy fleet, the thought of sweet revenge fresh on his mind.
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Post by Drake on Dec 8, 2008 23:54:55 GMT -5
Drake turned his head from the explosion, he then pulled back to follow Jor. "Hang on you may need some" Before he could finish Drake was caught off by the second explosion. He watched as Kell floated in space. "Crap" Drake growled. "Oh shut up..." A voice said behind Drake. Terrin grabbed Drake by the throat using his cuffs to choke him. Drake's fighter started to move erratically "Stop it Terrin..." Drake choked out. Terrin laughed "No way...If I'm dying I'm takin you to hell with me Jedi!!!" he laughed as he kept choking Drake. Drake pulled away veering towards the planet he was starting to black out.
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