Log:Bysis Incursion
Bysis Incursion
OOC Date: December 06, 2022
Location: Bysis
Participants: Ejnar Celchu, Zacara Saronno, Pilha Aino, Kaiya, Hahtavi Kora, Kael Greystorm, Zelo Parrai, Eirik, Narsai Ordo, Hadrix Kora, Valeska Kora, Bizz Bliptettjupp, Jax Greystorm, Tamsin Cas, and Ax
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The Bysis System sat relatively undisturbed by the war between the major factions of the galaxy. While other worlds endured destruction and loss, Ealor and Spice Terminus enjoyed the fruits of galactic conquest. Spice Terminus was a major hub for trading, not just in illicit things but in goods of all types. This included weapons for the various war efforts. Even small-scale fighting. Local planetary wars that no one ever heard of except for perhaps the Mandalorian clan that operated out of Ealor: The Kora. Fearsome and well renowned as mercenaries with potential hearts of gold. At least some of them. Or perhaps it was the glory and payment they sought. It all lended to their mystery.
Spice terminus was armed, lacked a fighter contingent, but was armed. Independent stations like this needed to keep would-be threats at bay. At least threaten the means of force. Six Turbolaser Batteries. Six laser Canons to target smaller craft. It wasn't going to go down without a fight.
The traffic spice terminus was busy and Ejnar Celchu was on the bridge of the Hemelwacht. A YX-950 heavy freighter was famous for its fleet support role during the Galactic Civil War. Banned by the Galactic Empire because of its very robust reactor and power systems, allowing it to become anything it needed to be. Support cruiser, Fabrication or Resource retention ship, Carrier for a small flight of fighter-craft. The possibilities were endless. Perhaps this is why Ejnar purchased this vessel.
Next to him sat a blond woman in coveralls. They both were engrossed in a conversation as the ship sat in a holding patter, waiting for the chance to land.
"You're sure we'll find some turbolasers here?" Ejnar asked the blond, his voice a deep baritone. Stern.
"Of course... my contacts never lie to me, Ejnar." Pyretta Blaze offered her companion. She looked out the cockpit viewport, typical of any CEC ship; conical.
Ejnar looked to her with a spark of concern in his ice-blue eyes, "You sure you're doing alright?" He asked.
"I don't know... I'm not sure about this little trip. All this 'get away from it all' talk will help." Pyretta admits.
"Well, you could always see my Therapist," Ejnar suggest. He's hit with a sassy glare from Pyretta. The kind that says, 'I don't think so'.
Ejnar looked away. "Noted."
Without warning two ships appeared into subspace. One is a Raider Class Corvette. The other is a Marauder Corvette. Almost as soon as they jump from hyperspace, Turbo laser fire erupts. Ion lasers, torpedoes, and missiles begin to launch and stream toward Spice Terminus Station. Impact warnings go off, Klaxons blazing as shield impacts bloom fireballs into the cold expanse of space. Spice Terminus begins to return fire on the two capital ships, hammering them with everything it has. The Marauder launches fighters. Ugly craft after Ugly craft made of mixed-together bits of different fighters. The general comm frequency crackles to life. <<"This is The Marauder Corvette Blackstar of the Invidious Protection Fleet to Spice Terminus Station. Submit and surrender now. Civilian craft. Do not interfere and you will be left alone. Interfere and you will be destroyed.">>
Spice Terminus triggers its distress beacon in the hopes forces out of system might come to their aid.
Ejnar is already up, studying the attack. Pyretta had sensed it coming a moment before and had pressed the sublight engines to max thrust, taking the YX away from the impact zone. "I'm getting in the fighter." Ejnar said, making his towards the aft.
"Wait... let's just jump out of here." Pyretta protested.
Ejnar shook his head at her and disappeared around a corner. "Alright... looks like we're in for a fight." She puts on a head set on and brings up the controls for the Quad Canons on the YSB, the round craft used in ports where the YX was too big to dock, land, or was just overly charged to do so. It sat on the back port side of the ship in a little alcove. The two Quad Cannons came to life and spun around to face the fighters now streaming towards the station.
< Aldera 05 (Zacara Saronno) >
Relaxed in the tight cockpit of the RZ-2 A-Wing flown by Aldera 05, Zacara "Bluff" Saronno, the Alder-Espirion holds a datapad, watching the latest episode of Pretty Jedi Guardian Sailor Muun as the nimble interceptor hurtles through hyperspace. The fifteen second warming chimes off and she stuffs the datapad in a utility pocket of her A-Wing flightsuit, sitting up a bit and adjusting her posture. One gloved hand rests on the throttle and the fingers of her other hand wrap around the flight stick and as the countdown hits zero, she pulls the ship out of hyperspace.
Immediately after entering Bysis Space, the silver and azure painted A-Wing flares to life, its golden engines glowing bright amid the backdrop of Spice Terminus Station. Keying for local comms, she says, with a mild Alderaanian accent, <<"Aldera 05's here to help. Heard you had pirate problems. The sons and daughters of Alderaan send their greetings.">> The pilot releases the comms switch and triggers for her shields. A light blue bubble surrounds the A-Wing, disappearing to an invisible hue as she similarly unlatches the safety covers to her weapon switches, priming all of her weapons for combat-readinness. Squinting at her sensors, she asks the comms, <<"Are those kriffing Uglies? Well, I'm going to go introduce myself.">> The A-Wing comes around in a wide, lateral crescent turn and throttles to ninety percent on an intercept to the flights of Uglies.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Pilha Aino) >
It was supposed to be an easy set of cargo runs, but the space alerts had warned of heightened piracy. So Pilha Aino had taken on a hireling pilot for the runs to pilot the /Unpredictable Gravitation/, an otherwise nondescript YT-2000, for her. The /Grav/ drops out of hyperspace just before the Spice Terminus' distress call blasts across all frequencies. Sat in the copilot chair, Pilha runs a quick scan, and reels off the fighters and the Marauder for Kaiya, the pilot. Pilha glances at Kaiya, "Well, we're not picking up cargo without getting rid of these pirates, Kaiya, what do you say we try to help out?" She says calmly in her hybrid Corellian/Nar Shaddaa accent.
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
Somehow, despite the initial exchange of fire three of the Turbolasers on the Marauder Corvette named the Riistar. The other three slam into the shields of the Blackstar. Klaxons on board the two Corvettes blare and bridge officers report the shields starting to wither away. "Restore the power!" Captain Riistar or the Riistar Raider's exclaims. The ships split, bringing their broadsides to bare against the station. Closing their distance for maximum effect. Turbo Lasers loose energy, any blaster really, the farther it flies.
Pyretta manages to get a lock on one of the uglies, firing the weapon. The four cannons blast the space around the fighter but don't manage to hit it. <<"Damn it Ejnar... your targeting computer on this thing is so kriffin' old!">> She studies the scanners. <<"Holy crap. One of your ust entered the system. It's that hot Espirion!">>
<<"Get your head out off your trousers, Blaze!">> Ejnar chides, his stock uncolored E-Wing fighter blasting out of the YX's forward hanger. Almost right into a passing Ugly. Shadowbird Leader's heavy canons roar to life and smash the Ugly into a million little pieces. It explodes brilliantly, Ejnar flying through the fireball to join up on Zacara's Wing. He switches to a secure channel with her. <<"Hey there Bluff. Fancy seeing you out here. What were you doing, patrol out by Naboo?">>
The battle rages on.
< Aldera 05 (Zacara Saronno) >
Catching up to Star Squadron, Aldera 05's pilot calls up her targetting computers and as Zacara is keying in to focus on Star 1, her squadmate takes care of that one with his E-Wing. Quickly refocusing to the nearest Ugly in her forward direction, Aldera 05 makes an intercept path toward Star 05. The silver and azure A-Wing lines up for its opening salvo, the laser blasts narrowly missing the Ugly in its sights. The Alder-Espirion growls under her breath and then keys for her comms. <<"Hey great shooting, Mama's Boy! I think they stuck literal x-wings onto a TIE ball, throwing my aiming off a little.">> She then laughs a little inside her ship, offering a quick salute out the viewport at the distant YX-950. <<"Hey hey, Blaze.">> As to what she was doing prior to this, the question goes unanswered. Sus.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Pilha Aino) >
Pilha, sat directly behind Kaiya in the copilot's chair leans over the scans and the comms. She turns her head, already wearing her void armour in case the /Grav/ ran into trouble. "Kaiya, fly as if you're skirting the battle. I'm going to try to slice their comms." Pilha gets out her datapad and plugs it into the ships computer. Opening to comms to receive, she tap-taps on the datapad, pulling up a programme to decrypt comms. The program runs, and spits out nothing. The slicer says nothing.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
Kaiya nods to Pilha and keeps everything for the ship at low power with exception of the EW suite, maneuvering on thrusters in a slow arch around the edge of the battle. "So far they have not noticed us," she says to Pilha. She intended to keep it that way as long as possible.
< Ramikadyc (Hahtavi Kora) >=
A new combat fighte drops out of hyper. An E-wing with it's shields already up. Hahtavi Kora is piloting and already has his IFF pinging for friendlies who would want to ID himself. Almost at once his HUD begins to populate with other contacts and his rapid eyeblinks inside of his helmet begins to designate those he knows as friendlies or those he can see must be hostiles and are firing upon ships that he knows. Others are less certain until ID'd.
Over the open coms he broadcasts, <<"Flight, this is Hahtavi Kora, callsign Bes'uliik inbound. Please ID hostiles. I am coming in hot, over.">> Obviously he doesn't give a flying Monkey Lizard's shebs who the hostiles are and that they too can immediately ID himself. He's ready to rumble!
Throttle up, this Kora is blazing in to close the distance from the edge of the system towards the action....
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The Capitol ships unleash their furry. Instead of the heavy dual canons on the Raider Corvette targetting hard to hit smaller craft. It rips into the shields off the station. The repair crews trying to reroute energy to shields seem to be having trouble. That goes both ways though. The Riistar's crews seem to have trouble replenishing the shields higher than they take hits. It was indeed a war of attrition. Green and red lasers smash into shields, erupting in brilliant explosions.
The fighters attempt a strike on the Yx-950 IDed as the Hemelwacht. Not seeing it as much of a threat, the single quad turret operational on the YSB lancing out again and missing. Pyretta Blaze growl in frustration as the ship rocks from a laser strike. Luckily the repair droid is quickly on it, restoring shields. At the new arrival, Pyretta sends the information over to the fresh E-Wing. <<"Here you go... can't really pronounce that so... I'll just calll you Ram. Okay ram?">>
Ejnar is alll over the place in his own E-Wing. Shadowbird Leader. It easily out maneuvers the Uglie ships which are far more clumsy and under-powered. He attempts a shot on Star 2, yet misses this time. <<"Stang... We need to do something about those Corvettes.">> He says to Zaca.
< Aldera 05 (Zacara Saronno) >
As the Ramikadyc jumps in and reqests targetting IDs, Zacara Saronno prepares a digital package to transmit. Being the A-Wing of Aldera Squad, she's usually in advance of the rest of the squadron scouting out enemy positions, so transmitting targetting data is pure muscle memory to her. <<"Copy, Besu'-- uh, Bes,">> she stumbles, clearly not remember how to pronounce his callsign. <<"Aldera 05, Bluff, sending datapackage now.">>
That done, three Uglies have come up on her rear and all begin to open fire. The best way to dodge three at once? Get out of their way. Bluff brings her A-Wing into a tight lateral spin, barrel rolling three times as she makes the sideways maneuver. Coming out of the roll at a sideways angle, the Alder-Espirion pulls back hard on the flight stick, twisting in the other direction and slamming her throttle forward to full. Nothing presently in this system can catch up with an RZ-2, and it's her intention to get ahead of her attackers.
Coming around on her second attack run, Aldera 05 continues to assault Star 05! The A-Wing's laser cannons light up the local space around it.
THWAP THWAP
Both cannons hit and Star 05's shields shine brightly, fizzling out with a crackle-like effect with the second cannon shot showering sparks from one of the Ugly's now blast-scarred wings.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Pilha Aino) >
Pilha pauses, thinking, then resumes typing. This time, in the cockpit of the /Grav/, the scrambled pirate comms switch into understandable chatter. Behind her void armour helmet, Pilha grins wolfishly but says nothing. She reaches out smoothly with her gauntlet-covered hand and flicks a switch. A tightbeam comm is opened to the nearest friendly. "This is the /Unpredictible Gravitation/," she tells them calmly, her tone almost bored, allowing them to hear the unscrambled comms that fill the /Grav's/ cockpit. "We have unscrambled the pirates' comms, confirm if you want the decryption program and we'll send it."
To Kaiya, she says, "Be ready for action, we're not going to avoid attention for long."
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
Kaiya watches the battle from the cockpit as she keeps the ship at the far edge of everything. She thinks for a moment and shouts over her shoulder, "Buddy, get up here and take the controls! Do what Pilha says." Her B1 Droid was slightly better pilot then her, but she was a far better gunner then he was. After swapping chairs, Kaiya makes her way back to the upper quad turret and starts warming it up, swiveling the turret left and right to get a feel for it's movement.
< Ramikadyc (Hahtavi Kora) >
The new E-wing comes blazing in from the system's edge as fast as the Ramikadyc's inspace engines can bring her. Hahtavi has to be patient as he's not in range of any effective shooting until he's closer. He fine tunes some adjustments on his systems and counts down the distance as it closes. The Kora utilizes that time to assess what he's about to get into, what the enemy ships are doing and where placed. And to eyeball the damage status of friendlies.
<<"Flight Actual, Bes'uliik means basilisk but Ram's fine. I'm just coming into range but I'll see if I can get any of their attention, over.">> Nice and calm as if he'd done this many times before.
Behind him, Haht's R3 unit monitor's the E-wing's shields and enegery outputs and softly whistles. The comment from the droid comes about a second before the Ramikadyc opens up with lazers to start firing on one of the smaller craft...
Unsurprisingly it's a miss at this range, but he's still full throttle and will be in the thick of it very shortly! Haht's HUD is now beautifully populated with enemy markers. To himself he smiles and says, <"I do love a target rich environment.">
< Saber 11 (Kael Greystorm) >
A lone X-Wing comes out of hyperspace the S-Foils immediately opening as Kael gets Saber 11 ready for the fight, one hand pushing the throttle forward as the other hits the shields getting that pretty bubble to pop up before fading into the blackness of space, <"Sorry for the late arrival but Saber 11 checking in."> As the sensor readouts start to come in Kael coughs just a bit, <"Who's got operational command?"> The T-85 angles towards the Uglies the sensor readout slowly starting to paint the pirates red and the folks fighting them green..
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
Again, the shields on the Spice Terminus keep widdling away. The crews there probably high on spice or something else keeping them from properly maintaining a charge. However, they've noticed the effect their turbolasers are having on the Raider. They point all of them, including the lower powered laser cannons at the Corvette and blast it's shields tell well under a third of its power. On board the Hemelwacht, Pyretta Blaze is busy stealing Ejnar's kill. She finally lines up a shot on Star 2 and blasts it with the Quad turret. <<"Ahahah! You see that?">> She listens to the comm chatter, catching the beam from Pilha. <<"Oh look at this. Attention all craft. I am Actual on IDC and ship intel... transmitting now.">> She relays the rest of the information to whoever is accepting. Coordinating the attack. THe ship gets rocked and the LE droid makes some sort of comment in Binary.
Ejnar dances with more uglies, <<"Alright... thinking about making a run on that Raider Corvette... What do you think Bluff?">> He offers.
< Aldera 05 (Zacara Saronno) >
As Star 05 twists around to return fire on Aldera 05, Zacara takes her A-Wing into another lateral crescent-shaped turn, easily evading the fire and setting herself up for her own counter-counter-attack. The two are really dogfighting now! The RZ-2's computer suites are advanced enough to provide reasonably accurate telemetry data on where the primary target may be next. Using this, along with eavesdropped chatter on account of the nearby friendly slicer, the Alder-Espirion narrows her eyes, focusing.. her thumb depresses the fire switch!
THWAP THWAP
The Ugly TIE-Wing levels out ahead of her to fire again, but Aldera 05 was faster. Star 05 is down and Bluff flies her A-Wing up and over the expanding debris field! The red-skinned pilot triggers for comms. <<"Bluff to fireteam, Star 05 is down. Copy, Mama's Boy,">> she uses Ejnar's callsign, it's faster, <<"focusing next on the raider.">>
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Pilha Aino) >
The temptation to rub her eyes, Pilha brings the gauntlet of her void armour to her helmet and meets with a -clunk- as her finger taps against the black eye-cover. "Gah", Pilha mutters and bites her lip as she taps away at the datapad attached to the /Unpredictible Grav's/ copilot console that she's running the comm slicing package out of. Encountering ICE, she changes tack and counters it. Chatter, clear as day, fills the cockpit. Pilha leans forwards to turn a knob to turn the volume down and flicks on to the comm, "Good job so far, Kaiya," she tells the pilot and the pilot's droid quietly.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
The B1 droid known as 'Buddy' sits in the pilot's seat and keeps the ship on the same course Kaiya had previously set. Untill action came their way there was little else for the droid to do.
Kaiya likewise was sitting in the upper turret just waiting for one of those Uglies to head their way so she could turn it into hot molten slag and vapor. The turret twitches from side to side as she iched for action.
< Ramikadyc (Hahtavi Kora) >
The Kora's E-wing twists and evades when he gets a boggie on his shebs. The Ramikadyc is able to shake it's attacker and the Mandalorian comes around and up under one of the Ulgies. Hahtavi's HUD helps him line it up in his sighting reticle and within seconds, he is depressing the firing studs.
Bright laser bolts flash and catch the enemy ship, lighting her up the instant he has tone. At once it begins to break apart even as the E-wing rips past.
<<"Bes'uliik splashes on, over.">> Haht listens to the coms chatter and seeks another target...
< Saber 11 (Kael Greystorm) >
Saber 11 targets Star 4, Kael almost casually lining up the shot and then depressing the firing stud as the four lasers go pew pew pew pew before there's a fiery ball in the location formerly known as Star 4, <"Splash one."> Looking at the sensors he sighs a bit, "R2 contact the Warden let them know we're going to need more firepower out here. And then find me someplace close to link up with 'er. We'll thin this herd down a bit first though." Then as the Aldera pilots are prepping for a run on the Raider Kael keys up, <"This is Lucky in Saber 11. Mind if I join you two?">
< T-85 X-Wing (Zelo Parrai) >
Saber 12 Ealor. It's a system like any other, but for the pilot of the X-wing as it drops out of hyperspace with S-foils already opening, it holds a sacred place. That makes the pirates in this system doubly damned in his eyes. Saber 12 is not the only member of Saber Squadron in this fray and Zelo Parrai steers it in the direction of Saber 11 to provide wing support.
<<"Lucky, Singe en route.">> As the field populates in the ship's systems, one name stands out enough to warrant a separate greeting. <<"Su'cuy gar, Ramikadyc.">> It's all the Mandalorian needs to say as the X-wing hurtles toward the fray.
< Hateful Oort (Eirik) >
It had been a while since Eirik had returned and well he happened to be in the right place at the right time. Smirking he gives orders to Cage, the R2 unit with him before hailing the others. <<"This is Eirik of Clan Distayre, yall need some help over there?">> He asks as he sets a course for where the action is. <<"I think this is looking like it could be lotsa fun!">>
< Malachor (Narsai Ordo) >
In the chaos of the battle and the danger that fills the void with the capital ships, it was good to see the forces that had rallied to protect the civillians...and it wasn't that suprising that a certain redhead Ordo girl was making an arrival. Yet it wasn't the sleek and shining lines of her beloved 'ThunderHeart' that emerged from hyperspace as it had in the final battle with the First Order and many a battle over Mandalor...instead the intimidating spector of another Corvette surged into view, the Reviver crew powering up as this one came to help.
Narsai herself grinned as the vessel's turbolasers surged to life, hands gripping the controls.
It had been a while since the Malachor had been able to flex its muscles after all...
<<This is Narsai Ordo of Clan Ordo and the Revivers. Thought I might offer a little assistance. If some of the fighters get too damaged, I'll open our hanger for shelter.>>
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The Station takes another beating from the Marauder, but their missiles launched zip out and far away from the station. This give the crews enough time to actually restore a good chunk of shields. Cheers come from the command spire and the director orders all weapons to fire on the Raider. The Raider knows it's being targeted and with the squadron of uglies dwindling it need to grab some space before so it can finish off the station.
It turns taking a beating from the station as it does so. Shields just barely hanging on.
Then the Malachor arrives right in front of the smaller Corvette. Reverse thrusters roar and the ship turns hard.
Ejnar deftly flies out of the way of an Uglies attack, his Shadowbird Leader E-Wing nimble and quick. The Ugly he's chasing is decimated by Pyretta's quad Lasers. She laughs at him.
<<"Malachor, this is Hemelwacht. Actual for this mission. Thanks for the help. Relaying info to and from the rest off the ships here.">> Pyretta informs.
"Five Tee, get me a lock on that Raider. Then share it with Saber and Bluff." Five Tee whistles as he brings the E-Wing about. It only takes a moment for the tone to ring. He releases the Torpedoes. They smash violently into the shields, stripping them away then plow into the hull a bit. <<"All your Bluff.">>
From the Marauder, several Skiprey Blastboats (8) fly out from the hanger bay to join the fray. Then out off hyperspace spawned a Lacer Frigate Identified as the LASER LORD.
< Aldera 05 (Zacara Saronno) >
<<"Be my guest, Lucky,">> comes Aldera 05's response, grinning behind the blast shield of her helmet. On each side of the helmet are the silver and azure emblem of Aldera Squadron. As the targetting data comes through from Shadowbird Leader, Zacara Saronno reaches forward to key the telemetry to her own targetting computers, as pulls on the flightstick gently to line up her A-Wing with the targetting crosshairs. Her right hand thumbs the safety switch open on her side console, and the missiles within the A-Wing are primed and ready to fire in the flash of a signal. The Alder-Espirion triggers her missiles and they fly forth!
Vwwhhoo!
The missiles expeditiously cross the gap between Aldera 05 and the pirated Raider Corvette, easily finding their way through the hull plating along the aft starboard side, declaring their hit with fire and debris projected outward from the detonation sight! <<"Direct hit!">> Cheers from the interceptor's pilot along the friedly comms channel while that emblem on her helmet lights up from the latent shine of the explosion outside the flight canopy. <<"This assault caught me during a patrol, need to RTB for fuel and ammo. Great work all of you!"> Aldera 05's golden engines flare to full thrust as she escapes on trajectory to hyperspace range.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
B1 continues it's maneuvers around the outer edge of the battle, even after many of the enemy ships have been blasted from the stars. He mutters to himself, something about being a once feared battle droid, and now just being a vallet. From the turret comes Kaiya's voice, "I heard that."
< Ramikadyc (Hahtavi Kora) >
<<"Su cuy'gar, ner vod! Munit ca'nara nayc haa'taylir!">> That to Zelo's arrival, a greeting and 'long time no see' added. There is a similar greeting for Narsai's arrival in system and greetings passed also to his Al'verde's ship. Data is quickly shared on IFF's to plot friendies vs enemies and their status.
Hahtavi himself can't do more than that and has to keep it brief as he gets two bogies gunning for him. He manages to evade one but his shields take hits from the other. <"Lil! See what you can do with that shield."> While trying to shake them and get clear enough for his own targeting, the Kora soon is firing away at one of the fighters and nails it pretty good. But this time doesn't out right destroy it like he did on his last entanglement.
The Ramikadyc zips on past and starts to twist to come back around, zigging and zagging to avoid debris and realign on his former target, should it last long enough for him to get another shot at it.
Meanwhile behind him Lil beeps and whistles as the R3 unit manages to bring the E-wing's shields back up to full power. Hahtavi smiles behind his helmet's visor, <"Ori jate "> Lil of course has no clue what he's going on about in Mando'a. Poor droid.
Then he's seeing Narsai's Corvette firing away, <<"Kandosi Narsai!">> The others pound the enemy well too!
< Saber 11 (Kael Greystorm) >
Saber 11 comes around and starts to line up for the attack run with the Adera Squadron folks but he does key up when he hears Saber 12 coming on station, <"Good to see you here Singe. Seems there's a bit of a pirate problem here so weapons free. Good hunting."> As he lines up to follow in on the attack run towards the Raider he gets passed a target lock and Kael just chuckles, "R2 this is the way it should be beautiful." As the tone solidifies he fires the torps a pair of proton torpedoes lance out from the X-Wing before he pulls away... And his R2 unit displays an update from the Warden and Kael's grinning like a kid in a candy shop, <"Singe I'll be back shortly. With bigger guns."> And then Saber 11's S-Foils close as it leaps to hyper
< Saber 12 (Zelo Parrai) >
As the T-85 X-Wing eats up space in a direct route through the battle with little care given to enemy fire, the trio of ships to which Saber 11 had adhered made work of the fleeing Raider. Adjusting course, the Nautolan drops 'below' the plane and then pulls up, the sudden dip and pivot putting his ship directly in line with Star 7. Star 7, not being able to take evasive actions in time, takes the full brunt of laser cannons and is sundered by laser fire.
<<"Saber 12, splash one. Cleaned up someone else's hard work.">> The X-wing does an aileron roll as it banks, coming about for the next pass and ready for evasive maneuvers.
< Hateful Oort (Eirik) >
A bit of what Eirik would call fancy flying has him honing in on the Marauder. <<"I got this one, a perfect shot lined up I'm takin' it. Cage you got a lock? Yeah good.">> Looking into that targeting computer he smirks and fires his ion cannon cursing as it doesn't do much.
< Malachor (Narsai Ordo) >
The heavy battery of turbo lasers wheel to the raider only to find it dusted, but that just brings a smirk from Narsai who keys the commands to the gunners. <<All gunners, focus on their Corvette, lets show the the diference that a Mandalorian Crew can make!>>
With that, the array of cannons roar to life, pounding the shields of the similar vessel.
<<Acknowledged Actual. We'll try and tangle up the big guns.">>
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Hadrix Kora) >
Pseudomotion flickers at the over the planet before an elongated form resolves itself into the boxy shape of the winged light cruiser Kyr'am Ra Kote. Shields flickering to life and weapon turrets beginning to swivel as they come to full power. Iron gray and pocked with scars from what must have been AA fire in the past the Gozanti class begins its lumbering crawl towards the ongoing conflict. Alerts had gone off from the fortress on Ealor. Trouble in the back yard.
<<"Kyr'am Ra Kote, on site.">> the ship, like a bird of prey, approaches the ongoing battle with the voice of Hadrix Kora rumbling over comms. On board, in the small bridge the mandalorian stands with two of his crew in seats, calculating firing solutions - the old man Mir and the ithorian Pheegus while Greeza moves elsewhere, in her battle station.
The gleam of crimson and viridian reflecting off the hull of the light battle craft flashing off of the viewscreens and colouring it in raucous shades. Ever it moves forward, like a storm cloud in space.
<"Val, in position?"> the big man himself stepping up to a station, running his fingers over the keys even as the seat slides into place with a mechanical whir and a control yoke extends. <"It's going to be bumpy... Dara! Dara where are you?"> lost somewhere in the ship probably.
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Valeska Kora) > sHadrix said 'Let's go shoot something.' Valeska said 'Let me get my coat.'
Sitting in one of the many, many, absurdly many gunner seats of the Gozanti Cruiser, Valeska takes in the utter chaos they are zipping into. <<"Ya know how dejarik masters can come right into the middle of a game and know exactly all the moves the players made to get the board where it is?">> She looks again at all the ships whizzing around. Explosions. Torpedoes. Odd formations. Already her head is hurting. <<"Dunno if they could make sense of this, though, yeah?">>
She hoists herself more comfortably in her seat, testing the swivel of her turret in a low, sweeping angle. Well-oiled and smooth as a baby wampa's--- <<"In position. Just tell me what to shoot, ori'jag. We'll make some celebratory fireworks.">>
< Viscacha (Bizz Bliptettjupp) >
The salvage ship VISCACHA zips into realspace some distance from the Terminus station with Bizz Bliptettjupp at the helm. He has a load of highly illegal Humming Peepers ready to offload to a client duty-free. The scanner spots pirates buzzing around. "<<Uh, this is VISCACHA, carrying a mercy cargo of food for the CHILDREN. Do not attack!>>" His R5 droid beeps and Bizz deploys the turret periscope. "You fly, you wretched tin can! I have to get the laser cannon up!"
< Saber Leader (Jax Greystorm) >
There's a flash of light and an Aethersprite appears in the system, it's hull silver and red. Jax's right hand sliding across the control as he checks his sensors and gauges, "Weapons, Engines, and shields are green, Exine. We're entering in a target rich environment. Figure out who is my friends and who are the not so friendlies." Jax says grabbing the throttle as he pulls back on the stick. The slick little star fighter screaming across space. The red dome of Jax's Astromech twisting to look at him, "Zelo's here in Saber 12? Get him tagged. I thought Kael was here. Also we're flying here." With Zelo tagged, Jax cuts across the battlefield to form up on Saber 12's wing. << On your left, Singe. What's our target?>>
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The Uglies remaining swarm the E-wing in the flight of the three ships that took down the Raider Corvette. The pilot is deft in his ability, laser blasts not once touching him as he turns hard and spins in an artful manner. He comes about and rips right through one of them, the cobbled together craft exploding in a brilliant ball of light.<<"Shadowbird Leader. Splash two...">> Ejnar Celchu's baratone comes over the shared comms.
Most of the craft have broken off the Station. The Capitol ships are focusing fire on other Capitol ships. Four of the Skipreys are attacking the station but doing very little to it while other Skiprey's go after other craft helping defend that station.
Pyretta comes over the comms, <<"Mission actual on Hemelwacht. Sending IDC of friendlies over now. Looks like they found out where our comm efforts were coming from. Make sure that YT-2000 gets out of here in one piece.">>
< Hahtavi Kora >
Now they are really chewing up these pirates! Ships are zipping this way and that every which way. Things are exploding, lazer fire is zapping and criss crossing, debris fields are expanding. It's a fair sized fight out here for the Spice Terminus!
Hahtavi Kora is enjoying himself. More shots are fired at the Ramikadyc but the E-wing succeeds at evasion and still manages to line up on the same Star fighter he'd fired upon only moments before.
His HUD displays the enemy ship's icon jinking this way and that as the Kora works to get it within his firing reticle. A hit on his own ship flashes a bright flare of light and causes Hahtavi to have to interrupt his hoped for kill to evade again!
Behind him his R3 Lil makes an alarmed noise, then gets to working on rerouting more power to the shields and make repairs. She gives a low whistle. <"I hear you. Do your best.">
In a couple of breathes he's twisted the flight yoke around and damned if the E-wing isn't tight on the shebs of the enemy craft once more. Hahtavi lines up his shot and quick as you can blink, he's firing his heavy cannons.
The bolts of energy blows the pirate into a glorious bloom of burning gases and expanding if very brief blast of debris! <<"Bes'uliik splashes another.">> There's a quick glance at his instruments and Haht frowns behind his helmet's visor, <<"I'm getting low on fuel. I need to RTB, over.">
Reluctant to break off and leave the fight, this Mandalorian chooses to take Narsai up on her offer of a hangar so he can refuel and rejoin the fray as quickly as possible.
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
Sensors start screaming as 8 Skiprays flood out of the enemy's hold. Buddy notes one of whic is on a dirrect course for their ship. Right as it fires, buddy maneuvers the controlls and deftly avoids the incoming fire. Though at that exact moment, Kaiya fires the Quad turret she was manning and with Buddy's piloting, her shot completely misses the Skipray. "Take it easy, Buddy," she shouts down the tube, "All the fancy flying in the galaxy wont do us any good if I cant shoot back!"
< Saber 12 (Zelo Parrai) >
With the leader of Saber Squadron arriving and inbound, Zelo takes a moment to adjust. Looking at his tactical information, he's now noticing the number of Sabers to be the same, despite the arrival... <<"Crab, I thought I was following Lucky, but he seems to have vanished. I was thinking of clearing out the fast-movers while the big guns take out the big targets, but I'm more than prepared to adapt to your-">> Just then, cannon fire blasts in the Nautolan's direction and - while good - his reflexes weren't so perfect as to avoid it entirely. Whistles and boops come from Befour as Zelo finishes his thought. <<"Actually, I'm going after that one.">>
The T-85 dips and pulls back swiftly, reversing from target to hunter in a smooth exchange, while inside the pilot argues with his astromech. <"Look, I AM good. They're just... Also pretty good. You keep the shields up and I'll take care of that part."> A beat, as more binary is translated in the HUD. <"Yes, I promise. We always go home."> Black pool eyes look to a feather tied by string to the canopy lever, and then the Mandalorian's full attention is on the enemy once more. Coming about in a deep arc, Zelo perfectly leads the Skiprey to score a trio of hits - plasma splashing and crackling the other ship's shields in a burst that had to have been noticed.
<<"Krill 3's shields took a beating.">>
< Malachor (Narsai Ordo) >
The Malachor's punishing opening salvo in the naval battle with the other Marauder had damaged the ship hard, but the fight was far from over. Even so, the deep red Mandalorian crewed ship was at the very least drawing the fire of the bigger vessels and offering some cover to the fighters.
With lock not achieved, the missile salvo fails to hit anything worthwhile, but Narsai exhales a breath and signals for the gunners to prepare another salvo, bringing the ship around to prepare for the next 'broadside'.
<<We'll keep hammering their corvette,>> she comms to the allied ships, <<If you find yourself getting rocked, bank your fighters around us and our guns will give you cover to get your shields up.>>
If she couldn't be leading the charge in the Thunderheart then the Malachor would play the role of 'Mama Bear' ship.
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Hadrix Kora) >
<"Multiple contacts"> Pheegus's translator collar speaking a split second after his lowing grumbles, the primary quad turrets on the dorsal and ventral fore quarters tracking under Mir and Hadrix's controls. The single barrel, heavy cannons following firing solutions being created.
Hadrix swings in his chair, looking to the targeting data being fed to his eye by the systems communicating with his helmet. <"Copy, all weapons, bring down the blast boats before they can threaten the corvette, give Narsai cover to deal with their capital craft."> voice projected through the ship.
Pheegus, Greeza and the regular crew tracking targets and opening fire in a shower of staccato viridian lines that draw across the space between light cruiser acting in its role of point offense. The Twi'lek swiveling in her seat to throw a switch and calling out in her rylothian accent, <"Dara! See if you two can work on getting torpedo lock!">
The single tube of the light cruiser preparing to add its own sort of addition to the mix while fire continues to pour forth from the old model picket freighter, mixing with the colors of Spice Terminous's automated holo-ad system - one such for Nezwump's Meat Lumps. Leaving a trio of the Blastbboats with distinctively reduce shield capacity as the gunship begins to angle for another barrage.
<<"Malachor, Kyr'am Ra Kote... Sing out if snubs target, we'll clean them off cyar'ika.">>
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Valeska Kora) >
<<"Jax? That you?">> Hardly time for a hearty hello. Their cruiser pitches them straight into the fray. Time to catch up with the cousin will have to come later. <<"Don't die, Jax Greystorm. I got news.">>
The news for today is the mother of space battles. Something Valeska isn't wholly experienced in. But that is why she isn't at the helm steering this beast. She's plopped in a gunner's seat. Her only task: find a baddie and make them go boom. Target-rich is an understatement, but there is such a thing as spoiled for choice. And while she's used to having a jetpack that makes her airborne, there is a measured degree of difficulty when it comes to fighting in three entire dimensions.
<"Blastboats. Got it."> If space made a sound, it would be a huge, defeated whiff as her shot from the heavy cannon goes wide of her target and begins a lonely trip to dissipate into the void. Inside the Cruiser, there is plenty of sound. That of Val cursing.
< Viscacha (Bizz Bliptettjupp) >
Bizz isn't being attacked yet in his large slow-moving salvage vessel, but a good offense is the best defense. "Keep flying for the station you computerized clod!" he says to his R5 droid. The squat monk attempts to line up a shot on a skipray, sidling port then starboard while aiming with his ship's cantankerous periscope-style remote turret controller. "FIRE!" The ugnaught depresses his handle-triggers on the periscope's sides. Two mighty KA-CHOOOOM KA-CHOOOOM sounds rattle the old GS-100 salvager. A crate of tiny birds is tipped over by the ruckus. Suddenly Humming Peepers are fluttering all around the cockpit. "<<Son of Xer!>>"
< Saber Leader (Jax Greystorm) >
<< Yeah your luck just ran out and got the worst of the pair.>> Jax says in response to the info that Lucky had just been there, << I'm more interested in helping out and keeping my squad alive. We go after that one.>>
Jax pulls into a tight K-turn gracefully staying on the wing of Saber 12. The Aethersprite was built for speed and agility. He sights up Krill 3 and the barrels of Jax's ship begin to spin moment before tight sprays of energy burst from them and strike the Skipray. <<Shields are down. All yours, Singe.>>
Then Exine wobbles at Jax, "Wait what do you mean, don't die? Somebody knows I'm here?" Then open channel. <<Saber Leader here. Not planning on it.>>
< Provocateur (Tamsin Cas) >
The svelte shuttle that snapped out of hyperspace yawed left as it came out of the peace of hyperspace, seemingly intent on making it to the space station, only to find itself in the midst of a firestorm, and not of its own making. Well, to be fair, the IDF that was being transmitted to any that could read such things marked it as both neutral and a medical courier. Did that matter, to the Rodian who was piloting? Probably not at all. And certainly not to the doctor who had been told to sit herself down and strap in. Tamsin, though, was firm. "No, we can't turn back. I'm not letting my patient die if I can help it." Well, those were the doctor's orders. "Surely we can skirt whatever battle is going on. Said no one ever, except those who were not pilots. This was quite likely to end in tears. But the rodian pilot had her orders. And a very generous paycheck.
< Tempest Warden (Kael Greystorm) >
Saber 11 had left said they'd be coming back with some bigger guns but whatever could that mean? Well in this case it means the Tempest Warden as it exits hyperspace the shields of the Corvette settling in place as Kael keys up the comms on open frequencies... <"Lucky checking in..."> Then he releases the comms to turn on the intercom system for the ship, "All hands prepare for battle. Turrets engage that enemy Marauder it's had enough time in system to begin regretting it's decision to come. Engineering prepare damage control parties." Then the intercom is turned off, "Sensors get me a lock on one of those little pests still in system let the gunnery crew handle the 'vette over there. Helm bring us about and put us in formation with the Malachor. If we're going to have a turbolaser brawl lets make sure we've got the deck stacked in our favor." The turrets of the Warden all begin to converge onto the enemy Marauder as Kael takes control of the missile system ready to launch when a target lock is established before keying up public comms again, <"You know it's not too late to surrender. Lower shields, cut engines and prepare to be arrested.">
< Specter (Ax) >
For someone who's well regarded as one of the top smugglers in the galaxy, and considering several of his closest friends were here, Ax sure as hell seemed to be the last to know anything was going on at a locale that he frequented more often than he'd care to admit.
When he did get word though, Ax contemplated for probably longer than what would be considered healthy on what ship to bring, settling on one he rarely got out of the stable. Unfortunately, it required him to wear a god-awful flightsuit with huge helmet since the fighter lacked life support systems of its own. Then, he was off, hitting hyperspace as soon as he was clear of Chandrila's gravity well, the Specter being his oldest, and honestly favorite starfighter he's ever owned. The sleek TIE Avenger was painted in a charcoal grey with crimson trim like most of his ships, and the bucket-headed flightsuit was color coded to match.
When he breaks out of hyperspace in the system, he spends a few precious seconds identifying vessels. <<"Saber Leader, this is Squint, flying well... I'm in my Squint. Coming up on your wing, please don't shoot me out of reflex.">> he says before shoving the throttle to its limits and flying it towards Jax's Delta-7. No droid, just him and his starfighter, maybe he'd be able to do some stupid maneuvers without his droid spilling to his wife. Of course, Jax or Kael probably would instead.
The speed of the TIE Avenger was impressive, and soon he was near Jax's wing and lining up to fire his lasers at the same target as Jax.
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The battered Marauder has negligible shields restored. It lucked out as the volley from the Malachor went wide as it turned away from the battle and started out of the system. A slow and lumbering move, attempting to get out of range of the now Two Corvettes. Increasingly these incursion forces had become outnumbered in a very short span of time. The Lancer LASER LORD was being used as a support craft against other Capitol ships. That's not how it was designed. Yet its punch was almost as powerful. The fighter craft do what the can, trying to pave a way for their Capitol ships to escape from the Twin Maruaders, though they seem to be leaving non threatening craft alone for now.
Ejnar dodges some fire from another Ugly, maneuvering easily enough to flank the craft before his heavy cannons rip into it. <<"Splash Three... good to be getting some time in Shadowbird Leader.">>
<<"Don't get cocky!">> Pyretta said to Ejnar over the comms from the Hemlewacht. <<"Looks like they're breaking to start running. Hitt'em while you can people!">>
< Unpredictable Gravitation (Kaiya) >
"Buddy, make for the Lancer, full throttle!" Kaiya shots up to the bridge, "Give me a clean shot at it!" She swings the turret in the dirrection of the Lancer and tries to time her shot. As the ship comes into range Kaiya presses the trigger for the Quad turret. Unfortunately her timing was off my a little. Only one of the four bolts strike true. "Dang farik! Come around again Buddy!" she shouts again, "I want another go at it! Get us closer this time and head for the Bridge!"
< Saber 12 (Zelo Parrai) >
<<"I've never tried to qualitatively compare Greystorms.">> Volley after volley, Krill 3's shields are reduced from full to nonexistent in only the matter of seconds. With Sabers moving in sync, the ship isn't likely to be long for it when Zelo hears more familiar voices over the comms. <<"Is that Val and the Al'verde over there on that ship, or are my ears playing tricks on me?">> The distraction loosens the Nautolan up more and it's with a casual roll and slip to an odd side that leaves blaster fire intended for his X-Wing instead flying through space on a direct course for nothing, as if there had never been a ship on that trajectory. Coming around from yet another angle, Zelo finds Krill 3 again in his sights. The pilot tried... But in the end, another blast of cannon fire mangles the hull and leaves the Blastrey an engineering marvel for not having destructed completely.
<<"Krill 3 looks to be limping away. What we do about that is your call, Saber Leader.">> The Nautolan knows the call he'd make, but in this ship, he was a part of the squadron. <<"I think their engines aren't doing well, you have a lot of time to think on it.">>
< Hateful Oort (Eirik) >
Trying to get his shields repaired it seems Eirik's R2 unit just isn't on the ball this time. For that matter neither is his accuracy he targets one another ship hoping maybe this time his shot will land. Grinning he fires and curses as the blasts go wide yet again. <<Again...it appears as though Lady Luck isn't with me this tike around!>> He grumps as he looks to his Droid. <<Oi any luck with those shields yet cage??>>
< Malachor (Narsai Ordo) >
The shield on the Malachor flares as the Corvette is blasted, drawing fire from the larger craft that they're battling with. Still, Narsai and the crew of the Malachor were undaunted!
Hadrix's call for cover against the blast boats to give her free aim brings a smile to the Ordo's lips even as familier faces start to emerge from hyperspace and join the fight. <<Confirm Kyr'am Ra Kote. We'll take them down, everything else? Good hunting!>>
Sure enough at Narsai's flying the Corvette sweeps, rotating its guns into place for a brutal broadside. Signals flaring across her screen of the weapons on target she lifts a hand. "All turbolasers fire on the breach in their shield, go for the throat!"
Even in the vacuum of space, the flare of the Corvette meeting its end under the guns of the other was quite the sight to see, leaving the Malachor to turn its attention to whatever other targets might fall under the heavy ship's sights. <<Corvette is space dust, lets chase them down!>>
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Hadrix Kora) >
<"Shields holding, heavy fire."> the elder Mandalorian states, Mir's thumbs lifting momentarily from the firing studs and his gaze holds for a breath on the warning indicators at his station.
Outside, the shields of the cruiser opaque in places, holding steady in spite of the barrage put against them, <"Copy I see it, maintain fire, keep them of the station and the Malachor."> A chorus of ayes rising among the gunnery crews and Hadrix looks, also, to the shield status. Confident they'll hold long enough.
The blastboat signal on his targeting scanners being followed with deft motions by Al'Verde Kora, eyes narrowing behind the visor of his helmet, bionics implanted keeping the view a clear image of the displays communicated by his systems. The ithorian's shots going wide while the quad gun under Hadrix's command brackets and shatters shield before tearing into armor plating.
Weaponsfire from across the mounts of the Kyr'am Ra Kote continue to hammer at the Krill squadron, sending one into a, slow, flat spin with transparisteel and a body from the ruined cockpit before both are pushed into the depths of the void by the destruction of the third target of the Death or Glory's fury.
< Kyr'am ra Kote (Valeska Kora) >
<<"Zelo?">> There's quite the din going on amongst the com chatter and the heavy blows the Kyr'am ra Kote is tanking. Quite literally tanking. <<"Su cuy'gar! Hey, don't you blow up, either. We're having a thing on Nar Shaddaa. Maybe you can make it. With Blackout no longer a problem, you should be fine to come and go, yeah? Oh, hang on a sec. I gotta deal with this.">>
'This' is a large target floating in space like a clipped duck. Her heavy turrets swing around quickly, riding on that high like a child at the playground. Only this playground is filled with ionized DEATH RAY. A straight line right through the ship, rendering it asunder and spilling what remains into the frozen vacuum of space. <"Scratch that one, big guy!">
And back to the chitchat. <<"Come have some drinks with us at the hangar if you can, vod.
< Saber Leader (Jax Greystorm) >
<<"I guess let him run, Singe.">> Jax says as he gets inquired of the Skipray. The Corellian shakes his head, "Who has both skiprays and uglies so ugly I don't know what they are?" Exine responds with about the group of pirates. "I thought they were shut down?" Then arcs up to fire at Star 12. He strips off shields off the fighter. << Got your back Singe. Squint, we're playing cleanup. Let keep the fighters off the big ships. Lucky.... you do that. >> Jax shrugs at Exine, "No, I don't know if Nerys and Belate are on there. NO, I'm not getting you a bigger ship."
< Provocateur (Tamsin Cas) >
The black on black svelte jigged and jagged, as Intreille, its pilot of the moment (no one wanted Tamsin flying. Nobody. Nobody.), did her best to evade the ships flying hard and fast in the airspace she was trying to move through, gosh-darnit. Its flight wings rocked and danced, as its velocity was adjusted banked, red-lined. The ship did, truly, looking like the flying beetle it was often compared to. Despite the frenetic piloting, Tamsin seemed calm enough. Even when the rodian decided to take things into her own hands and the shuttle's laser cannons opened up on an Ugly that was blocking her path, the fire, off the cuff as it was putting paid to the already damaged shields, and rocking the Ugly as they impacted its hull. Onward!
< Tempest Warden (Kael Greystorm) >
As the enemy Marauder goes up in flames Kael shakes his head, "Guess it is too late to get arrested for them." But when the Lancer hits the Tempest Warden, the ship shuddering slightly from the impacts to the shields Kael presses the intercom again, "Belay my last all turrets target that Lancer. Show them the error of their ways." Then he looks over at the Analysis droid running the sensor station, "GY lock onto that Lancer. I want to put a pair of missiles where the sun don't shine." Then the intercom is pressed again, "LE get those shields fixed you know what to get the engineerin section workin on." Then comms, <"Lancer. That was a mistake."> Intercom pressed, "Full salvo. Fire." Followed by the currently Petty (not Pretty) Greystorm launching the missiles as the black of space is lit up by a full salvo of the Warden's 16 turbolasers darting out at the Lancer shredding the shields and leaving the hull open for the missiles to slam into the Lancer's hull." Then comms keyed up, <"Sabers the shields on that Lancer are down. If it's not out of my sight soon could you all please ensure it's turned into fireworks for the Spice Terminus Station?"> Looking over at HiBall Kael sighs, "Nerys is going to kill me if I scratch the paint and don't blow 'em up."
< Specter (Ax) >
The Specter follows Saber Leader's lead, its lasers unleashing a barrage into the same target that Jax had disabled the shields moments before. The four green laser blasts from the TIE were brutally effective against the unshielded craft. <<"I don't even want to claim that one. I mean, how hard is it to kill a ship that's only held together by 90MGLT tape and baling wire? I don't even know whether to feel bad or not. I kinda put it out of its misery, right? I mean, it's a mercy kill, it has to be.">>
Witnessing the devastation that Kael's marauder unleashed, Ax can't help but smile. "Maybe I shoulda brought the Knight," he says inside the cockpit to nobody but himself. <<"Nice job, Warden.">> he says via comms.
< Hemelwacht (Ejnar Celchu) >
The Invid forces dwindle, the Maurader destroyed before it could jump and the the Lancer beaten almost to death. The remaining Blastboats and the Lancer jump into Hyperspace leaving nothing but wreckage and. Ejnar double-checked his scanners. Nothing left to shoot down. <<"Alright. Shadowbird Leader. Returning to Hanger. Damn it was a good day today.">> He turns his E-Wing back towards the Hemelwacht.
Pyretta stares out the cockpit and powers down the Quad Turret on the Hemelwacht's YSB. "Something isn't right." he ponders, triggering the comms, <<"Ej... this wasn't even the good part of their force. I think this was a Feign or something. If she really wanted Terminus, Tavira could take it. It might cost her more than it's worth to hold though.">>
What could be happening elsewhere in the galaxy? There were still several ships in the Invid fleet unaccounted for. It was clear however, they'd be going back to Suarbi and Courkrus with one less Squadron of Uglies and two fewer Corvettes to harass shipping lanes with.
