Log:New Republic: Smack The Booty Full
Rogue and Black Squadrons send a mixed force to deal with a Pirate Strike Cruiser known as The Booty Full.
OOC Date: September 21, 2020
Location: Tolonda Sector
Participants: New Republic: Rogue Squadron: Tallissan Lintra, Jax Greystorm, Zandra naMuriel, and Crash Tommaz. Black Squadron: Elrych Cometburn
[Elrych Cometburn]
There was nothing special about this nebula in the Tolonda Sector. The sector was empty of anything major galacticly, yet it was close to some of the favorite picking grounds for the Invid pirates.
This dead system gestating several new stars in the gassy colorful glowing nebula was where the Booty Full, a Strike Cruiser, and her compliment were hiding. A full Squadron of Z'ceptor uglies patrolled closely to the capitol ship.
It was a good place to hide because the nebula played with sensors. Ghost signals or poor ones. Though, it also meant the Capitol ship couldn't jump out right away. Hiding had it's draw backs.
Rogue Squadron and Elements of Black Squadron popped out of Hyperspace and into real space. Elrych, in an E-Wing marked with Orange trim and black hull pushed his throttle forwards. <<"Probably best if we slipped the shields and just rocked it with torps and missiles. Worry about the Fighters later.">>
It was a seemingly pitiful force. Three whole fighters... but the pilots were... not ordinary.
[Jax Greystorm]
The E-wing marked Rogue 9 reverts into real space, it's cream hull and red details contrasting with the color of the Black Squadron E-wing that it forms up with. Jax was meditating as the alarm reverts to realspace. His hand rising to take the flight control. Exine in the back of him chirps at Jax. "I was not sleeping. I was meditating. Aderan has not been keeping me up at night."
Jax's R2 unit shifts Jax's shields to double front as Elrych's plan comes filter across the com, <Sounds like a plan, Black 4. I'll be on your right.> His voices dead and flat from the scrambling, <How about you, Rogue 5? I know that E-wings got to be stiff compared to your usual ride. But it should rekk things up good. May the Force be with us.>
[Zandra naMuriel]
Zan is in an e wing for once, and that means she has Ono with her. For once. Shock. The poor droid has little to no idea what he is in for. On the other side from Jax, forming up on Elrych's left as the second Rogue E-wing forms up. << Rogue 5, on the left. E-wings aren't so bad. They've got some punch,>> is Zan's reply. She sounds calm, at the moment, her gaze alert on the sensors and the rest of the hud. << I might decide I like this one as much as an A wing, depending on how things go, and may the Force be with us. >>
[Elrych Cometburn]
Elrych takes a deep breath, feeling the force around him. He smashes through the flight screen of Uglies without firing a shot, the E-Wing rocketing towards the large Strike Cruiser. <<"This is going to hurt!">>
Eggsy screams in utter terror, fearing his existence and laser fire erupts around the E-Wing. Elrych manages to navigate the nimble craft around the fire. Others may not be so lucky.
[Jax Greystorm]
Jax goes flying throught he fighter screen as he twists and turns through the fighters hitting them. < Four against one? They must think I'm good or something.> Exine meanwhile is in the back managing the shield and insulting the pirates' mothers. "Exine we need a target lock on the strike cruiser. we also don't use that word even when aimed at pirates."
[Zandra naMuriel]
<< And you think you're in for it,>> is all Zan says. She is struggling with six of the Uglies on her tail, as she zooms in, trying to avoid all the shots coming her way. "Okay, Ono, it's time to do your thing," she says. "Just like you always say you want to do." << Ono will be repairing my shields, working on torp lock,>> she calls. In the background, it's entirely possible to hear that R2 unit going "Oh no, oh no, oh no."
[Tallie Lintra]
The late arrival of another medium fighter into the match likely was of little note. At least, that was Commander Lintra's hope. Rogue Leader flashes into the system nearly on top of the fight. Opening the T-85's S-foils, she dives at what her computer shows her is Peth 1. The reticle flashes around one of the targets that Fiver has passed to her. <<Rogue Leader to Rogue Squadron. Good to see you all! What is our status?">> A moment later two of the X-Wing's cannons connect hard before they veer off for another run.
[Elrych Cometburn]
Elrych dives down hard, nearly impacting off the shields if not for his quick thinking and expert skill. He just barely manages to slips the shielding, pulling up parrallel to the cruiser, mere meters from its surface. He gets a green tone from the Torps, the purplish blue weapons launching from their tubes and violently impacting on the hull of the Cruiser. <<"There is it is!">> He prepares for another attack, maintaining the lock.
[Jax Greystorm]
Rogue 9 slips under the shield of the strike cruiser as he follows Black paint schemed E-wings. , << Rogue Leader, This is Rogue 9. You are a sight for sore eyes. If I wasn't a married man, I'd want to kiss you. >> His cross hairs turn gold and instead of Exine chime when Jax target lock. The little R2 sings songs, 'I'm telling Sesti.' Jax pulls back on the trigger and fires a pair of torps violently impacting the strike cruiser.
[Zandra naMuriel]
Zan has never actually pulled that common maneuver in slipping the shields, other than in training. This is her first attempt at it. She has Ono start working on repair, but as she heads towards the Booty full, Ono panics, and his Oh no oh no, gets really frantic and loud. It looks good, but at the last moment, Zan misjudges the slide under, and her e-wing bounces off sending her off in a rocky zig zag pattern. <<Oh kriff. >> She spends her next few moments trying to regain control so she can turn back and try something again. <<I'm okay, I'm good. I just - Ono, will you stop that? I can't think! We're good. Still in this. >>
[Tallie Lintra]
There is laughter over coms, <<"Jax, you know how to talk to a pilot. Say hello to your wife for me.">> After a pause, <<"You all seem to have these Uglies regretting they flew today. Good to see you.">>
The moment Rogue Leader rolled to starboard, the canopy lit up in a familiar lurid green. System alerts shrill in the cockpit as shields fail. "Redirect Fiver. I'm dropping back in on Pesh 1. We want to clear these Uglies out of here." The tone for a hit sounds and she presses the trigger, lighting the Ugly a ruby red that ablates its shields. It limps away losing atmosphere.
[Crash Tommaz]
Over comms, a voice can be heard at the same time as the heavy rock riffs can be heard in the background. <"Crash is here! Let's start the party!"> he cries out as he decelerates from light speed. A flicker of pseudo motion bringing him to N-Space speeds. But as he does that, his lasers are already barking... pumping out rapid fire stroboscopic effects that overload Pesh-2's shields and burn into its hull.. That done, he flashes past and adds, <"Oh, Rogue Twelve. Reporting as ordered. Better late than never. Stupid tech had to re-calibrate my hyperspace motivator and... you know. Never mind. Did you -see- that shot?!">
[Elrych Cometburn]
Elrych comes back around, this time finding the sweet spot to slip beneath the cruiser's shields. His joy tone sounds and two more Torps slam into the large Capitol Ship... "Come on... come on..." He looks around, checking his scopes. <<"Any sign of them launching another squadron yet?">>
The cruiser was taking a beating, but Phan Riisolo had faith in his flight screen of Uglies. How could they not deal with 5 simple fighter craft.
[Jax Greystorm]
<Rogue 5!> Jax calls out as Zan bounces off the ship. <You ship still functioning?> Jax says as he zips around coming around for a another pass the two uglies chasing him not getting anywhere near him. <Kinda busy here, kid. You do good work. We'll watch it during the debrief. Let's hope you don't say anything too funny to get picked on when you made the shot.> Jax pulls the trigger firing another set of torpedoes at the Strike cruiser. < Consider her told hello too, Rogue Lead.> Meanwhile Exine is in the back beeping at Jax, "Yeah, Yeah I know your the real talent."
[Zandra naMuriel]
Zan manages to come around, but she's not ready to try that shield slide again just at the moment. She looses her torpedoes at the cruiser in hopes that the others have damaged the shields, but no such luck. << I'm functioning,>> She reports, and keeps her top lock if she can. << Ono is still working on the shields, and we are re-engaging. >> There is laser fire around her, but it's none of it close enough to worry her. Ono, on the other hand, is squealing like a rabbit hiding from a hawk.
[Tallie Lintra]
Uglies against the New Republic's Rogue can only win by sheer weight of numbers. The squadron stands strong against their attack. Rogue 5 bouncing off the Strike Cruiser's shields makes Tallie gulp and grip the throttle hard. <"Rogue 5. Good to hear your voice. Great recovery.">
"Here we go, Fiver. Give me a fix on three." After a tight turn that flattens Tallie back into her seat, they come in behind Peth 3. Four cannons explode the Ugly, giving no time for the pilot to eject. Rising perpendicular to their line of approach, Peth 4 comes under the guns, lasers turn it into a ball of red, leaving it to trail atmosphere. The arc of pilot ejecting is the last sight Tallie has of it.
[Crash Tommaz]
Grimly pursuing his initial quarry, Crash keeps grooving to the beat. His head bobs left, then right... and he takes a shot on a downbeat. The lasers seeming to graze over shields. But.. there's no shields there. Damnit. He actually aimed for shields.
"Blast." he mutters off comms. But then he presses his left footpedal and the fighter banks hard to the left even as he uses the control stick and goes into a roll to try to help any evasion he might need.
[Elrych Cometburn]
Elrych's sleek black and orange E-Wing dances between ugly laser fire as if it were nothing but a cake walk. He dives again, slipping lightly under the restored shields on the Cruiser. his Torpedo's launch and slam into the super structure yet again. Secondary explosions sound, the larger vessel retching from internal fires. Somehow though it was still able to move, it's hyper drive powering up. It was ready to leave its nearly halved squadron behind and make a run for it. Yet these brazen fighters would have none of that. <<"It's almost there... come on, let's blow this thing and make a run for it!">> Eggsy squeals in excitement, wanting to get the heck out of that perilous situation!
[Jax Greystorm]
Exine had just had repaired the shields when one of the uglies tag it again. The little droid starts a line of angry cussing that would make a Zeltron blush. Jax lets outs a breath, "Find your inner calmness Exine." Jax skims the surface of the strike cruiser between the metal beast and it's shields. He pulls a trigger firing more of his torpedoes. <This thing is a beast.>
[Zandra naMuriel]
Things are back in control for Zandra in Rogue 5, and Ono is finally getting the shields back to something remotely resembling sanity. Zan takes a breath, reaching for the Force. Jax said it earlier. May the Force be with us. She reaches for that serenity. There is no fear, only serenity. << Rogue 5. I'm going in again, >> she says. Calmly. Despite bouncing off the shields not too long ago. She starts her attack run, ignored now, by the enemy pilots. They probably think she's not a threat. Big mistake. This time, quietly, Ono finally having ceased his squealing in sheer abject terror, this time, Rogue 5 approaches on a sleek line, slipping the shields just like she ran it on the sims, and her reticules lights up green. Zan fires, holding her breath, and then her eyes widen. << Uh oh, I think I hit it. >> So much for the calm cool ace, right? This ace pilot promptly goes screaming out of there.
[Tallie Lintra]
The third dive into the maw of the dogfight finds Rogue Leader jinking out from under fire. The Uglies are like Mynocks in a hot pan, jumping for their lives. Tallie's lasers zoom by Peth 5's tail, leaving him in the fight. "Keep an eye on the Cruiser, Fiver. It's not long for this world."
<<"Show them what we've got! Great flying, great shooting. All of you!">>
[Crash Tommaz]
You see, a part of the fighter jock mentality is a certain narrow focus. The ability to tune out everything else and make your target your whole existence. So it is with Crash. He was evading, but only in an effort to get back on target with the Ace pilot of Pesh 2.
He's chasing, chasing, trying to get a lock. Finally, his targeting computer dings and he reaches for the trigger just as the fighter passes through the magcon shield.
"Frell!" he exclaims just as the cruiser begins to explode. So he grabs his stick, does a half roll and punches his throttle. In the end, the explosion of the cruiser seems to engulf the back end of his fighter before his engine gets him out of there. Over comms he can be heard, <"Wooooooooooo!!!"> Yeah, that's official communication. But then he adds, "Great Shot Zan!" And then he sees Rogue Leader flash past in front of him in pursuit of a target, and he uses his already extreme speed to curl about... almost graying out in the bank from the G-forces... and comes up on Rogue Leader's wing... blazing laser cannon shots downrange at her target.... into said target.
[Elrych Cometburn]
<<"See... I'll totally Kiss you, Sunshine.">> Elrych says over comms, finally having the breathing room to respond a bit to the banter that had occurred when Tallie came in behind them. He was joking of course.
Zandra did hit it. She hit it so hard that the lights in the engines flickerd. It started to list in the space, loosing all telemetry... and then it erupted into a massive plasma fireball. Pieces of the ship went everywhere, breaking apart and erupting in a million brilliant lights. It might have blinded those looking directly at it. The flash definitely reflected off the skin of those flying away. The three E-wing's rocket away. <<"Black Six here, I think that's a job done...">> The Uglies that were left, all 8 of them, turn and ran after a moment of watching their beloved Booty Full fall. The moved as fast as they could, calculating a jump away from this embarrassing defeat.
[Jax Greystorm]
Jax pulls up the nose of his E-wing. Exine behind him still grousing, "Zandra did it buddy. A destroyed strike cruiser trumps some shields." The little droid blows a raspberry at Jax. < This is Rogue 9, disengaging and setting an exit vector. Good work Rogue Five. Good work all of you guys. We taking bets how hard Rogue Leader will deck Black 6?>
[Zandra naMuriel]
Mission success. Zan may never have heard better words. Maybe not ever. She smiles, happy that she's managed that maneuver for real now. "That was exhilarating, wasn't it?" she asks. Ono just squeaks once. At the rest of the banter, she flicks her comm on. << Rogue 5 here. I - thank you. And I'm not taking that bet. >> She keeps an eye on the departing uglies, but turns to follow the rest of her crew. << I'm right behind you. Let's head back home. >>
[Tallie Lintra]
<<"El-rock, get in line! That was a great tag team effort, Rogue.">>Tallie grins hard at no one in particular. <<"This Rogue Leader. Let's get back to base!">>
[Crash Tommaz]
Going into a snap roll, Crash simply falls in on Rogue Leader. The whole follow-the-leader-game and all. <"Hey guys. Sorry I got here late again. Nice shot Zan!"> he calls out.
[Elrych Cometburn]
The Flight of mixed Squadron Craft form up in formation as they move on their exit vector. The fleeing Uglies zip into Hyperspace first before the New Republic forces do as well. The glowing, still burning molten metal remains of the Booty Full sit float further apart for each other slowly. Left behind in the coldness of space ripe for the picking of salvagers and scavengers once word reached them of the elite pirate vessels fate.
