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Post by Salt on Dec 10, 2008 4:13:36 GMT -5
((I haven't read all of this, but these last couple of posts have been great. I'm surprised that you killed off Jor's apprentice, Mik. I'm curious to find out how this mess gets sorted out. )
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Post by Elifain on Dec 10, 2008 14:15:06 GMT -5
Elifain felt the atmosphere pull at him, and saw his helmet flying back, but he was traveling at the same pace. He quickly used Shadow arts, to apear right next to his helmet, cought hold of it, and used it again, appearing on the safe side of the bridge door. He waited a second, catching his breath, until he heard the *whump* of a emergency door slide over the bridge, and he calmly walked in, looking to the area he had last seen Sarah. She was still there, and he smirked, his helmet now on his side, and said, A mandalorians nature is war. We are trained, live and die by the sword, so taking us into an era of peace is really not a good idea.... He finished by drawing back his foot to kick the alien, in a roundhouse kick.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 10, 2008 20:30:00 GMT -5
Coming in right behind Jor, after he had ejected himself and thrown a force lightning at the bridge and shattered the glass of the bridge, Jik activated his proton torpedo flying head on towards it and unleashed it into the bridge, hopping that destorying the bridge would take out the enemy commander who ever they may be, without giving them time to shut a safety hatch and remain alive. He then turned around going for Jor.
"You crazy jedi. I don't like you much, but I guess there's no other choise." said Jik, as he came after Jor in space. He tried the com to see if Jor could still hear him. "Jor can you latch onto my X-wing, and i'll get you to safety."
"Hopefully..." muttered jik once the comlink was down.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 11, 2008 18:14:55 GMT -5
"All shields to the forward arc. Target all available firepower onto that lead nest ship. Maybe we can bring down her shields low enough for the fleet to giver her a bloody nose." Captain Keyes ordered his crew.
The forward turbolasers fired, hammering the closest nest ship with energy bolts. The 8 kilometer diameter ship easily took the damage from the 4 turbolasers and 5 point defense laser cannons but the nest ship itself didn't really have the power to fight back. The nest ships themselves didn't carry many directed energy weapons, and those it did have were focused on a more anti-fighter role.
Galactica turned starboard to the engagement and opened up with the 8 turbolasers on her starboard surface.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 11, 2008 18:15:43 GMT -5
Lysander pulled up next to the rear most nest ship and pulled to a stop. Her weapons were offline, most of her systems were running on emergency power and the only people left on the ship were the core bridge crew.
Her port side fighter bay had been crumpled in like a tin can and her starboard side fighter bay had sustained major damage. All the main power the ship had left was being focused on an emergency particle shield keeping atmosphere within the starboard fighter bay.
"All stop, captain. We're 120 meters from the nest ship." The helmsman reported.
Captain Walton, walked to front of the bridge and turned around. "Very well, clear the bridge. Get to the evacuation Dragoon, i'll be right behind you."
The bridge officers paused for a second, worried about what the captain might be up to, but they all reluctantly left the bridge. Once it was clear, Walton sat down at the helmsman's console and accessed the main generator controls.
The anti-matter reactor had sustained minimal damage. It was the only thing on the ship that was still working within parameters. He input his command code to access the ships self destruct system. the ship was laced with scuttling charges near all the ships major systems, but Walton had something a bit more intense in mind. He accessed reactor control and routed power from the containment field to the turbolasers.
Channeling energy into a dead system like that was just bleeding energy away. eventually the containment field would fail. Satisfied, Walton stood up and ran up to the coms console. "All ships, all ships. This is Lysander. We've completely abandoned ship and are going to scuttle the ship. recommended safe distance is 155,000 kilometers."
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 11, 2008 20:58:15 GMT -5
Jor coughed up some blood as he fell to the deck of Rescue 6408. The Dragoon crew had pulled him in when they got the emergency beacon from his ejector seat. Jor pulled himself into the bulkhead seat and buckled himself in.
"General... are you the only one out here?" the co-pilot asked.
Jor had to take a few breaths, his lungs were freezing cold and he could barely feel his outer extremities. "As far as i know lieutenant, And i'm not a General."
"I was told all Jedi Masters hold the rank of General sir." The co-pilot said.
"I'm not a Jedi Master, only a Knight." Jor said through coughs. He looked out the side porthole to look at the damage done. Bodies floated in space, Jor recognized one uniform as a republic commander. The bridge had explosively decompressed which had done a lot of damage to the interior.
The familiar flash of a torpedo caught his eye. A fighter in the distance had launched the missile towards the exposed bridge. Jor hoped beyond hope he succeeded. He would not rest until Polar Star was a cloud of highly energized atoms floating independently through space.
Jor watched the torpedo get within a few meters of the bridge but a dartship put itself between it and it's target, exploding in space. Jor cursed and turned to look into the cockpits sensor display. The Dartships were heading towards Polar Star. Something was happening, the Dartships had broken off their engagements and were heading back to the safety of their fleet.
"Commander, we need to move, Captain Keyes has issued a general retreat to all ships. He says we need to get 156,000 kilometers from Lysander as soon as possible.
The pilot didn't wait for Jor's response and put the ship in a turn to take it back to Galactica. Jor saw through the viewport in the cockpit that the fleet had formed up behind Galactica, something was going to happen.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 11, 2008 22:43:14 GMT -5
Instead of finishing his kick, elifain quickly activated shadow arts, sensing something was wrong in the force, and teleported back to the turbo lift. He set the controls to head back to the hangar bay that he had ridden in on, and landed in time to see something that confused him beyond reason. The bay crew, apparently thinking he was fast on his way to join them, had started repairs on the Claw, and was just now finishing welding a wing onto it. He walked up calmly, and to the chief of the watch, with his sword hidden, but ready, and asked what was going on. The man instantly realized that elifain wasn't one of them, but before he could say anything, elifain brought his helmet in under the mans chin, knocking his neck at an aquard angle. In the same movement, he brought his helmet up, and onto his head, before calmly walking onto the claw. The ship that had dragged him in had been moved, and elifain planned to set the claw to self destruct, before leaving, but found instead that the crew had quickly repaired the wing in the short time he had been gone. The ship was again space-proof, so he buckled down, and smirked in amusement as one of the welding crew glanced in and looked horrified, from the newly repaired wing. Bye, bye He said as he hit the engines, lifted the ship up, aimed it towards the exit, and hit the thrusters. He flew out, like a bat out of hell, and yelled in his com, Galactica, are you there? This is claw of mando. I escaped the enemy ship, and I'm on my way back. My ship is repaired, but I don't know how long it'll hold. over. He made full speed back towards the defense fleet, which was strangelly a long distance away.
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Post by Drake on Dec 11, 2008 23:57:51 GMT -5
Drake sat up, Terrin was gone "Dammit" Drake said to himself as he finally started to climb up some. His arm was hanging limp obviously broken, Drake was bleeding from the head as well. He looked in his robe "My lightsaber" He said in shock "He stole it...the bastard" Drake was angry to say the very least about it. He pulled out his communicator and turned it on "Hey, just to let you know I am alive down here..." Drake said through the thing "I'm pretty banged up though, and Terrin got away..." He looked at the communicator and hit it a few times "Hey Jik can you hear me?" He asked through it.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 12, 2008 0:18:39 GMT -5
The female flight control officer came over the com. "Roger that Claw of Mando, i have a space on our flight deck reserved for you. Captain, be advised, Lysander is about to go critical. She's losing containment on her anti-matter reactor. Minimum safe distance is 155,000 kilometers. You have 4 minutes to clear the zone or your matter is going to get converted into energy. Out copy?"
While she chatted away, Jor sat in the back of the Dragoon. His eyes were closed and he just thought. He couldn't hold back the images. Peoples faces, placed he's visited. All people and places he'd killed or destroyed. He saw the surface of Coruscant as the sky hooks slammed into its surface, killing billions. The surface of Corellia as it burned under nuclear fire. The faces of those he's imprisoned and killed over the years. The image of his ship, strewn across space, the charred and broken body of his apprentice, his friend and his only family floating through space.
Jor wiped a tear from his face and looked out the cockpit window again. They were making their approach to Galactica. The general retreat had called all fighters back and the civilian fleet had gathered behind Galactica in a defensive sphere formation. Jor unbuckled and stumbled forward into the cockpit, grabbing a headset and putting it on.
"Whats going on?" Jor asked.
the pilot answered without turning around. "The civilian fleet is about to make the jump to hyperspace, Galactica is going to stay on station until the last one jumps away and then follow them. Captain Keyes has authorized combat landings for all allied fighters so get ready for a bump."
Jor nodded and turned around. he walked back into the passenger cabin and strapped in again. He'd have to come back here to see what he could salvage. He doubted Keyes would help him on his quest for revenge, but the anger bottled up in Jor wouldn't allow him to just drop it. He'd get a ship and hunt Polar Star to the ends of the universe.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 12, 2008 12:57:04 GMT -5
Claw of mando made full speed back to Galactica, and arived a moment after the rescue ship. He landed his ship in the area that was assigned to him, and quickly jumped out, in time to see a few engineers running towards the ship. The first ran up, and said, Brace for impact mando. the fleet is about to jump, but we can drop you off at any time afterwords. Elifain blinked as he listened, but didn't do as he was told. Instead he ran full force to a turbo-lift, and soon made it to the bridge. Permission to enter the bridge? he said loudly.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 12, 2008 13:08:39 GMT -5
Lieutenant Commander Deltak ordered the Polar Star to an outbound vector. The inexperienced executive officer watched the crew perform their duties getting ready for a hyperspace jump.
The ship had fallen back to the rear while both the nest ships, Patron Saint and three Verpine cruisers held the line. Within minutes, she had jumped to hyperspace, escaping the battle
Captain Keyes was sure to get their exit trajectory and saved it in his personal log for later investigation.
When the turbolift opened suddenly and a voice shouted, requesting permission to step onto the bridge Keyes turned. He didn't know the man standing there, but he recongized the armor as Mandalorian and deduced that this must have been the pilot to the Claw of Mando.
"Granted. What can i do for you Captain?" Keyes asked.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 12, 2008 13:20:20 GMT -5
Elifain walked into the bridge, and took a quick look around, to make sure nobody here was brandishing a firearm yet. Figured I should drop in to see who i was helping. I also might have some intel for you on this enemy. They are ruled somehow by a creature named Sarah, by the promise of a sanctuary. In an attempt to weaken my resolve, she mentioned that they had taken tanaab and dantooine. Her fleet, or what remains of it, might have fallen back to there. He stood in front of the captain, and reached up, quickly pulling his helmet off, and latching it to his side. If you need the help, my ship is still in working order, alby, I'd like to make sure that everything is as it was, and I'll fly with your fleet, so long as I get another chance at the wench... He smirked at the captain.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 12, 2008 14:12:50 GMT -5
The helm console exploded as the Pride of Skirata was rammed by a Dartship. The warbird had fought tooth and nail through the entire fight. Her light armor was now pitted with countless breaches. He had crews in their air tight armor working in areas of the ship that were exposed to space.
They had one operational turbolaser and it was threatening to overheat with the way Dorian was using it. Their shields were down and a squadron of Dartships had taken a liking to them, as well as a verpine cruiser, who's guns had sheered off the Pride's port wing.
Dorian's pride had made him last this long. Through most of the fight he'd thought himself to good a warrior to be killed by these enemies, but he was quickly realizing he had a lot to learn when it came to commanding a cruiser.
Finally, his love for his clan and crew outweighed his Pride and he gave the abandon ship order. He exited the bridge with his command crew and went to their escape pod, launching into space.
The pods were picked up by a Corellian bulk freighter. Normally hauling cargo of metal ingots, the freighter had plenty of deck space for the crew of the Pride
On the bridge of Galactica, Keyes had absorbed the new information with a rub of his chin. "That explains why Patron Saint is on their side, she was Dantooines orbital protection."
Keyes turned to the navigator and was about to ask a question when he was cut off by the helmsman. "Sir... Lysander!"
Keyes looked at the holographic display as the advanced deep space carrier exploded. The uncontrolled anti-matter reaction within her caused an explosion of such intensity, it destroyed the nest ship she was next to and all the dart ships and smaller ships within 100,000 kilometers or more. Keyes silently thanked the passing ship for her service and had the sensor officer flag the exact spot she had exploded for later reference in his log.
"Navigator, where is the closest non republic safe haven?" Keyes asked.
The Navigator consulted his charts for a second before responding. "Sir, the unsurveyed system of M234-P is close and should provide us with adequate protection from the sensor of any pursuers."
"It's got full repair facilities, an asteroid base, spare parts and supplies as well." Jor said from the turbolift before wheeling himself onto the bridge. He could hardly stand without getting dizzy and every muscle in his body felt like it had been roasted on a spit, so the medics had given him a hoverchair so he could move.
"The system was used by myself a long time ago. I had a rather large facility built that was hidden from most sensors. It'll hide us for a while." Jor finished.
"Helm, plot us a jump for M234-P and send it to the rest of the civilian fleet. Tell them to make 3 random jumps before finally rendezvousing at the system." Keyes ordered. "Captain Tracin'ya, your welcome to stick with us for a while. We're in not condition to fight and can use all the help we can get, but if you have to go, please do so before we make the jump to hyperspace."
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Post by Elifain on Dec 12, 2008 22:57:32 GMT -5
Elifai smirked, and said I'm not going anywhere, and if you need help, we can always call in some more mando boys. they would hop at the opertunity to get ahold of these guys. He left out the part that his brothers clan would be better suited to boarding actions. He turned to jor, and said That was a good idea for an assult on the cruiser, but next time, at least give me a second to prepair...
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 13, 2008 0:48:09 GMT -5
"Thats it!" the sensor officer announced. "The last of the Civilian ships have jumped."
Keyes looked over the sensor officers shoulder to make sure the battlefield was clear of any more escape pods or ejected pilots, then turned to the helmsman. "Jump"
Galactica sped up to near the speed of light and winked out of existence, entering hyperspace.
The few remaining Killik forces rounded up their dartships and other fighters before also making the jump to hyperspace, leaving behind a huge mess of destroyed ships, burnt out hulks, bodies and parts floating in space near the planet Ilium.
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