Open Orbit

[Reply to Ev]

*Jensen walked out with Suri, leaving the Togorians to do their work.* "We've got to get back to work." *He started, but then was thrashed to the side violently. Strange, it wasn't the same as the previous explosions had been. The entire ship shook, but the Pellaeon was not known for it's structural weaknesses. Something big must be attacking. He turned back to the reactor room.* "You better have that reactor core up and running soon!" *He yelled back, taking Suri by the hand and running back towards the bridge. Whilst there was a battle going on, for those brief minutes, alone in the corridors, there was peace and calm. Single-minded determination to survive was all that kept Lorgo from despair, and ultimately death.

They reached the bridge promptly, already noticing the fires errupting on the hull of the vessel.* "Bombing runs." *Someone on the bridge needlessly identified. He blinked as enemy laser fire shot past from behind them, and Manaan was growing bigger by the minute. They were falling to their doom, and still the enemy was attacking them? They couldn't even do anything. It was almost as if they were sitting ducks! Almost.*

"C'mon... c'mon!" *He willed, thinking of the Togorians in the reactor room hard at work.*

***

"Hold on boys..." *Laura said, grabbing the piloting instruments deftly, as if it were second nature, and taking the heavily customised freighter up and up, towards the flashing lights and the explosions of the space battle of Manaan. A Wookie roared from somewhere in the ship, and Laura decided it was Perchacca in the upper laser cannon, readying herself for what was to come, for they had a lot of work to do!

But even Laura wasn't prepared for what she saw. The Chubby Gundarkl was about to enter a battle that was being lost - and heavily - by the defending forces. She, technically, was in command of the Fifth Fleet, but she didn't do capital ships or fleet tactics. She and her moltley crew of the Chubby Gundark were enough to turn the tide of any battle! Jimbo was in the opposite battery to the Wookie, and they were about to get messy.

Laura flipped a switch to contact the Fifth Fleet, but only static greeted her. Great, they were being jammed. She didn't even know which ships to defend! Regardless, she spotted a trajedy she could not ignore. A huge warship, aflame, and heading right towards her. No, wait, not towards her. Towards Manaan! On closer inspection, she identified the 'five' number on the hull - albeit scarred - and new that this was the flagship of her fleet. Her fleet, which was no where to be seen.* "We're going in hot! Nida, you make sure our shields stay up!" *She called into the freighter.* "Perchy and Jimbo, get ready to fire!" *She called again.*

*The abundance of crew members for such a modified vessel had its advantages. One person could always man the weapons, another could pilot, and yet another could regulate shield power and compensate for when things were going wrong. She'd need all that and more to win this fight. She pushed the Freighter up to full throttle, coaxing as much speed as possible, and trying to pick the wisest target.* "What am I saying? Guns free! Shoot whichever fighter's closest!" *She yelled, taking the freighter into the thick of things, and already she began to tail an enemy fighter. Her weapons opened up, two quad heavy laser cannons spouting forth fire from their nozzles.* "Where's her fighters?" *Laura asked as she looked at the downed warship.*

***

*With a glorious feeling of pride, the Agent II joined the battle. A microjump from where the other task forces lay in wait. And what a battle it was! General Tazi, a Togorian verteran of many battles, stood at the helm, along with his naval equivelant of the Captain of the vessel. He wasn't capable of ship-to-ship fighting, so he had allowed the other to stay aboard and direct the mission along with himself. It was risky, he knew, but also Tazi had made it clear that any insubordination would be dealt with harshly. Now was not the time to falter!*

*But where was his fleet?* "Contact the Illustrious!" *He ordered in a bark.*

"We're being Jammed, General. However, we have the Illustrious on our scanners. She's... she's falling. Toward the planet. We can't hail her, and she's being attacked!" *Came the reply, the voice growing ever more worried as the data was read out and interpreted.

The Captain beside Tazi stayed silent, preffering the Togorian to do the honours of ordering the mission to start.* "What's attacking her?" *He asked tentatively, wondering if the mission could be carried out while indeed saving the Illustrious. Tazi had respect for Jensen, which was a lot higher than his opinion of everyone else. He didn't want to see him die, and all those valuable crewmen either, but the mission had to go forward. It was just another chess piece to winning the battle, and the war. If Jensen had to die, then he had to die! For the greater good! Still, if he could somehow complete both objectives at the same time...*

"I count snubfighters, Carracks, Broadsides, a Star Destroyer and a Heavy Cruiser." *Came the report. That was a lot attacking. It was a wonder that the ship was still intact.* "I'm not registering her sheilds up either. She's taking a beating! We have to help her!"

*And indeed they would.*

"Full speed." *Tazi ordered, taking his leave from the bridge while shouting his orders.* "We're a fast frigate for Palpatine's sake! Shields raised, ram that Star Destroyer! Set the mission in motion. Our other target, that heavy cruiser! Go go go!"

*Technically, by law, Tazi wasn't a member of the Fifth Fleet anymore. He had committed mutinous action! Taken over a navy ship by force and held those who stayed hostage. But it had to be done! His plan was, again, only another piece of the grander plan to win! He was sure Jensen had supsected something, and yet done nothing to stop him, so therefore the Captain must have approved? No matter, it was going ahead now, and it seemed like that were the only ones available to help the Illustrious. And help them they would!

Their plan: To ram an enemy ship, while taking the unarmed shuttles arranged in the rather cramped hanger of the Agent II to board a nearby ship, hence taking two out of the equation. If they could take over that Heavy Cruiser, things might even turn for the Iron Fists! It wasn't long before all the Togorians were arranged in the hanger and squashed in the transports.*

:: "This is Captain Kinkers. We're at top speed, and we're heading directly for the Star Destroyer's command tower. Prepare for your launch, over." :: *Came the captain's announcement via the internal communications array, as everything else was being jammed. Tazi smiled and shouldered his Scalphunter. It was nearly time!*

***

[Reply to Droid Vadar]

*This was it. The last Togorian of Green Platoon that was sent to fend off boarders, and indeed it seemed like they had done a bloody good job! Against those commando droids, the Togorians had proven their worth, and therefore he could die knowing that he did his duty. He fought for control as the droid smashed through the viewport, shattering glass everywhere.

But the battle was cut short. The magnetic field holding the atomsphere and pressure and gravity in the hanger deactivated. Suddenly, the Togorian was found to be rushing
towards the void of space, dead within seconds without the protective canopy. Not only that, but everything in the hanger was flushed out into space, leaving nothing to hold onto. It was the Mon Calamari Captain in the ship, taking things into his own hands to stop further infection by those damned droids.*

{Response to Ayeniner}

*Just as 49 and 87 burst through the glass, everything was suddenly Sucked out of the ship. Just as the magnetic field was dropped, 64 had started to power up the systems to his fighter. Before he could close the canopy, the ship, along with everything else, was sucked out. 64 finished powering up the systems since he didnt need air, being a droid, then pulled the ship around to pick up his floating brothers. As each grabbed hold of the different parts of the ship, even Commander Razor, who was still missing his legs. 64 then turned the ship back towards the capital ship and went full power to the engines, hoping to reach the hanger once more before the Captain of the vessel decided to close the hanger doors.*

[Seleevan Khar]

*As the enemy féleets had jumped in and started the fighting, the admiral of strike force, Telli Savalas watched the holo table in interest. He saw the interesting things going on, the IF suecide runs he disliked, but witch were effective. His Lord had thought him to value the crew of the fleet, thus not having mutiny-s, and granting you the advantage of having a veteran crew over most newer crews.

Example is, that he knew he didnt need to jump... yet. The Fleets fighting in orbit were far less of a threat to the defenders, to show up full force.
So the admiral sat, while sending in probe after probe to keep watching the happenings. Sometumes probes showed up in the midst of battle, sometimes at the prieferia of it. Scanning, Streaming...
When the ardetns blew, for a minute there was no sight on what was going on, till new probes were sent in, and as sensor and comm jamming is happening, new probes need to be sent in, and sent in on a greater range from the battle... and there are still deadzones of the battle witch are not seen at all.

But he watched.*

Green group
*The Y-wings of Green group had now pulled back enough to make another attack run. Under orders from Fleet Admiral Isus aboard the 'Reliant', half of them had wheeled off to the Star of Death II's starboard, while the other half had gone to port. The group that had gone starboard also pulled up, and were now dropping in toward the 'top' starboard side, and the other group had dropped down, forming the other pincer, attacking from port 'bottom' (if these concepts had much meaning on a near-spherical space station)*

Red group
*Red group X-Wings had now moved into range of the starfighter dogfight, and they picked targets, unleashing proton torpedos against the enemy starfighters, before dropping in behind their targets to fire with their lasers.*

Blue group
*After seeing them taking fire from the dogfight, Jobie clicked his com to Blue group frequency, ordering them to pull out of the dogfight and attack the platform again.*

Yellow group
*The Night Jedi pilots fought hard, although, despite the expert flying, some of the weaker ships had been destroyed, causing waves of sadness to cascade across the Force link. Jobie broke off the link, concentrating on the dogfight. He gave his order to Blue group, and brought 'Invisible' round in a wide arc, clicking a button on his stick to select the closest fighter ahead. The targeting computer locked on, and Jobie squeezed the secondary trigger, firing a pair of concussion missiles at his prey. He clicked again, selecting a new target, and set course, making sure to keep the ship weaving through space to avoid incoming fire.*

=Oola Palantea=

*After dispatching their last targets, Oola and her wingmate stuck their A-Wings into a steep dive, dropping below the dogfight. They rolled, facing cockpit to cockpit, grinning at each other, before both pushing the sticks further down to set course back into the fight. She knew Jobie would frown on such antics, but right now, she didn't care. With the inertial compensators dialled down to 98%, the G-force of the move had shifted her lekku into an uncomfortable position, so she moved forward in her harness, allowing it to drop back into place.*

=Fleet Admiral Isus=

*Isus was monitoring the battle from the 'Reliant', and transmitted orders about, keeping the fleet co-ordinated. She ordered the 'Reliant' and 'Nightscythe' to continue firing at the Star of Death II. It was surprising that no-one had fired back at the two Night Jedi command ships yet, although she was sure there would be plenty of fire to worry about soon. She ordered all engines ahead full to bring 'Reliant' into range to fire the rest of its armaments.*

Summary: Current Status/Orders

Corellian Dreadnaught 'Nightscythe': Shields 100%, firing all turbolasers at Star of Death II. (2 heavy turbolasers at the very front are missing due to an earlier skirmish)

Victory-II class SD 'Reliant': Shields 100%, firing heavy turbolasers from range at Star of Death II

Dornean Gunship 'Foehammer II' & 2 DP20s: Shields 100%, providing fighter cover for 'Reliant'

Red Group: 40 X-Wings: Engaging Jan'shyr Ronin's fighters

Blue Group: 30-5= 25 Skipray Blastboats: Taking fire from Jan'shyr Ronin's fighters, moving to attack Star of Death II.

Green Group: 30 Y-Wings: Attacking Star of Death II with lasers and ion cannons.

Yellow Group:
2 B-Wings
7-1=6 A-Wings
1 Skipray
3 X-Wings
7-4=3 Y-Wings
: Dogfighting with Jan'shyr Ronin's fighters

[Seleevan Khar]

<< << I am ready for whatever end...if there is a soul amongst you who has honor and is not afraid to die....I will draw my blade against him. >> >>

*Sensed, barely... but the beasts mind was rather WANTING one of these... it was CRAVING for it.

And the force, either glorious or the beasts doom, brought it to him.*

<< A soul I am, and Afraid to die I am. But I wont... not today, nor this week. Come down, or stay up... if YOU dare. I will grant you safe passage from MY forces... others? I grant you unluck.

Face me if you dare to face a GOD. >>

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Darkness poured over the command bridge as we reverted to normal space. Besides me, Zhalla uttered an obscenity. The lower orbit and atmosphere of Manaan were alive with explosions. I stared through the giant pane in disbelief as the rest of the fleet formed battle formations around Arathos . I was blind, blind to understanding. Zhalla knew me only too well to miss the odd expression of bewilderment on my face and called for a report. Spreading each to its own sector, our LSR's sped off, keeping away from any ships, be they DJ or Manaan defense, gathering data and scanning quadrants with their wide range of tracking devices that included the powerful CGT's. Within minutes, reports started pouring in and they confirmed my darkest suspicions. I bowed my head and closed my yes, my fighting spirit all but dwindled.

<< What have we done.. what have you done, master? >>

Images flashed vividly within my mind, and I was entranced, oblivious to Zhalla shouting at me, oblivious at claxons indicating the top priority alert. Weapon systems, shileds.. it all faded into the background of..

My figthing Lamia in the rooftop gardens where I almost killed her.. and our first kiss among the trees filled with birdsong.

My keeping company with the old man on one of the outer platforms, commenting on the futility of some idiots traing to steal water from Manaan's ocean.

My fight with Randall on the beach.

...

The burning fields of Yavin 4 and screams of soldiers that were abandoned and left to die along with the Jedi that we were ripe to destroy.

Novas forming above Cloud City as my fleet was destroyed by my command so that I could not be blackmailed into submission.

Lamia and Ryddik in danger, even if she didn't know it.. leaving Manaan.

...

Reign and Targus, fighting their way towards the surface, beset by suicide ships let loose by the IF. They would be slaughtered. Slowly, I came to my senses, and Zhalla's voice poured into my head louder than Rancor's roar.

=Zhalla=
''I SAID, WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS, CROUTON! ANSWER ME, DAMN YOU!''

My eyes, full of reborn fire rose to meet her own. I smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. It would not do for discipline to let this lack of respect pass, but in a way, Zhalla had earned it. Besides, with all of us probably about to die, what difference did it make?

=Leto=
''Ready the fleet Zhalla. Keep those LSR's out there and scouting. We're going in.''

=Zhalla=
''Which side are we on?''

It took a moment to consider the answer. Which side indeed?

=Leto=
''I will not abandon my brothers. Let's show those suicide freaks that the VSE fights with soul and flesh rather than worn out drones and fear filled husks. Onward and down, form around the capital ship. Quadrants 27-85 scanned for threats and possible hyperspace routes. HIMS activated on all ships capable of doing so. LSR's engage CGT's. All ships are to be fully ready and formed for battle within two minutes.''

I turned away and gazed at the scene below.

=Leto=
''They won't dare to fight us themselves, sending droid ships to blow up in our ranks. Let's show them how true warriors do battle. Keep formation spread and concentrate fire on all approaching ships. I want one LSR in each major section of space and one trailing behind the fleet. There's no cloak that can elude their scanners, even lightyears away.''

With commendable speed and precision, the fleet formed up around my flagship. We made our way towards lower orbit, with LSR reports getting more frequent and worrying by the minute.

=Devil's Marauders=
~Pellaeon-Class SD /HIMS equipped/Interdiction field/ flagship (Arathos)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Pellaeon-class
* Heavy turbolaser batteries (50)
* Turbolaser batteries (50)
* Ion cannons (40)
* Proton torpedo launchers (50)
* Tractor beam projectors (20)
(correct weapon stats)

~2 Bakura-Class Destroyers /HIMS equipped
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bakura-class_destroyer

~2 Namana-Class Light Cruisers /HIMS equipped
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Namana-c ... ht_cruiser

~4 Warrior-Class Gunships
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Warrior-class_gunship

~4 Bantha-class assault shuttle
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bantha-c ... lt_shuttle

~5 MC30c Frigates
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC30c_frigate

~12 TIE-ad (Avengers) /HD equipped (Bit'ch squadron)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/TIE/ad_starfighter

~48 Chiss Clawcraft /HD equipped
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Chiss_clawcraft

~8 TIE/D Defenders/HD equipped
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/TIE/D_Defender

~4 Lightstealth-18 Reconnaissance Ships
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/LightSte ... sance_Ship

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*On the bridge of the Praetorian flagship stands a man, surveying the raging battle through the main viewport. His mind was sealed, shrouded by a mastery of concealment that was well-honed. But when he senses Leto Bes'tial arrive on the field of battle, the Sage stretches out his mind to connect with his former apprentice, and him alone.*

<< I know you sensed me on Thyferra Bes'tial, and it is true. I am alive. Though my mind and spirit passed into the netherworld, by body lingered by the merest fraction of a thread, anchored to life by powers of others and the miracle of bacta. And now that I have returned, my actions must seem like insanity and betrayal. But they are far from it my friend. I see more clearly now than ever. I know you will have questions, and you deserve them to be answered, but all else will have to wait until we meet face-to-face once more...... >>

*The effort of such sustained communication is taxing, even to one as familiar as Bes'tial, his friend and former apprentice, and so the Sage's mind falls silent once more. The nature of the Force was not that of a telepathic phone network. It connected all living things through energy and empathy, not Basic*

*With a blink of light the already shielded fleet of Lahash de Fortia, Jeddak of Barsoom, appears in space. From the holds of the capitol ships, squadrons of fighters launch with abandon. Moving into attack formation the ships turn to face the largest group of ships.*

"Captain, hail our brethen, find out the location of our fleets and that of the enemy. Let us see where we will be of the most use to crush the defenders. "

*1 Pellaeon-class Star Destroyer -- "Spikard"
---> 50 heavy turbolaser batteries
---> 50 turbolaser batteries
---> 40 ion cannons
---> 50 proton torpedo launchers
---> 20 tractor beam projectors

2 Majestic-class Heavy Cruisers -- "Rephaite" & "Nephilim"
---> 30 turbolasers
---> 20 ion canons
---> 20 laser canons
---> 8 concussion missle launchers
---> 4 tractor beam launchers

3 Nova Battle Cruisers -- "Ashmaker" "Shattered Chains" "Broken Dreams"
---> 25 turbolaser batteries
---> 10 heavy laser canons
---> 10 ion canons

3 Carrack-class Light Cruisers -- "Shadowchaser" "Pipesmoke" "The Far Princess"
---> 15 heavy turbolasers
---> 20 laser canons

3 Squadrons (18) Skipray Blastboats -- "Singe" "Trump" "Asura" squadrons
---> 2 turbolasers
---> 2 twin laser canon turrets
---> 1 proton torpedo launcher

5 Wayfarer class medium transports -- "Xendor's Pride" "Lahash's Fury" "Breakneck" "Rostand" "Phlygeas"
---> 1 foreward laser canon
---> 7 quad laser canons
Retrofitted so that there is a permanent module on either side, allowing a total of 6 quadlaser canons, 3 in each, to combine with the already established quad laser canon on the top of the ship and forward laser canon for a devastating amount of firepower for a small shuttle. An extra shield generator also installed to cover the modules, allowing the center of the ship, with the life support systems and deck to be more protected.

6 Squadrons (72) of X-83 starfighters -- "Ace" "Joker" "Hollow" "Gorgan" "Scythe" "Legion" squadrons*

*After assessing the rapidly changing battle for a moment, Admiral Hunt maintains current orders with several exceptions. First, the 60 TIE Avengers forming the aft fighter screen are directed above and behind in a wider net, in order to intercept any more suicide ship before they could detonate near the Praetorian Battlegroup. Second, the squadron of VSE Scimitar Bombers aboard the Praetor is also disgorged for this same purpose (in other words, shots will be called before any suicide ship approaches and detonates).

The two Pellaeon-class Star Destroyers and two Victory II-class Star Destroyers continue their punishing attack of Platform II, and the Broadside-class Cruisers continue their attack runs on Platform I. Unfortunately, their complement of diamond-boron missiles was running low. Despite the immense wealth of Reign Enterprises & the VSE, which could easily fork out for a 1,000 at a time or more, their stock had not been replenished since that engagement above Mustafar.....ironically, an engagement which had seen William Reign throw his entire fleet into the face of an armada three times the size in order to secure the escape of Lord Iniquitous & Lord Pyros. Such was Reign's brand of friendship. Now however, the forces of Reign and the forces of Iniquitous were opposed.

Hunt surveys the never-ending tactical readouts from the battle relating to the placements of conditions of his allies and enemies, and who was engaged with whom.

The most recent report showed Eversio, C'thulu and Reign's own Broadsides targeting Platform I, and Jobie Wan and the Hunt's own fleet were attacking Platform II. Jade appeared to be engaging MAximus, and Atrum was targeting Nexus. And Hunt had no idea who the hell Droid Vader was or why he was fighting at all. Lastly, the Black Guard Super Star Destroyer, with its immense weaponry that far exceeded anything else on the battlefield, appeared to be targeting both platforms simultaneously. But being the icon that it was, it was also being heavily targeted by the platforms themselves, as well as several well-disguised suicide ships. He opens an encrypted channel to Vice Admiral Corr*

:: If I might suggest Admiral, give them as good as you've got, but if your shields fail then jump to safety. That ship is too valuable to lose. ::

*Meanwhile, the Ascendant-class Cruiser near the King Trogdor was in a race against time, and under heavy fire, and likewise aiming fire at the ship it was trying to ram. Its shields couldnt repel firepower of that magnitude for long, but it was drawing ever close to Iniquitous' ship. And even as the shields fail and chunks start to get torn from the hull, the ultrachrome plating neverthelss gives it those precious extra seconds of hull integrity. So the question was.....what it reach the suicide Nebula in time.....?

Still staring at the readouts, Hunt knew that taking out those platforms was the key. But they were paying the price for it, even though they were making good progress*

=Comm. Officer=

Admiral! The forces of the Jeddak have arrived!

=Admiral Hunt=

Excellent! Contact them immediately with up-to-date tactical information. Make sure they knows they are using suicide tactics too, so a dispersed formation will be more effective.

Note: This post should be read by (in particular) Maximus, Iniquitous, ATD, Lahash & Ev.

"Jeddak! Encoded message coming through on the BlackGuad frequency. Uploading data now. It is recommended that we move into a wide formation, the enemy is using suicide runs. "

"Very well Captain, order Joker Scythe and Hollow squadrons to the forefront, screen for enemy runners. Set Spikard at cruising speed for now, Rephaite and Nephilim flanking. Ashmaker, Shattered, and Broken put at the front behind the fighters.

Order Singe Trump and Asura squdrons to make torpedo runs against Platform II, Shadowchaser, Pipesmoke, and Princess are their escort. Gorgon Legion and Ace squadrons spread out surrounding the fleet, make sure we're not taken from behind. "

*His ships move to follow his orders to the letter, screening for the enemy and using the data from the LSR to spot the cloaked ships before they could reach him. It was a good day for battle, it was a good day to die. *

(To Ronin)

The 4 fighter squadrons broke off and began engaging both groups of enemy fighters. Alpha and Bravo Squadron (the T-50s) engaged Jobi Wan's fighters, while Delta and Gamma (Next Gens) engaged C'thulu's fighters. Alpha Leader's wingman and a member of Gamma squadron were shot down quickly by the incoming fire. The rest of the fighters broke off from their squadrons and began evasive maneuvers. Whenever they could lock on the fighters fired their missiles and torpedoes at the enemy fighters. Soon the T-50s were running out of torpedoes. Ronin's fleet changed targets and waited for the enemy to come in range of their guns. Ronin's fleet was still situated just in front of Raven's about 20 kilometers away. Ronin stood on the bridge and felt Droid Vader off in the distance.*

MY SQD's: Xendor (75%w/FS) Umbra (50% w/o FS) Rogos (25% w/FS) Valandil (50% w/FS) and Viscarious (75% w/FS).*

*The dogfights rage on, Ronin's nex gen technology having an early advantage on the Twintail Squadrons of one Darr'tah C'thulu. After several moments of heated combat, several of the enemy ships break away to engage fighters for the NJO, ancient allies. Now having a clear cut number advantage on the enemy starfighters, they are quick to swarm Delta and Gamma squadrons and fire the last of their missiles as well, resulting in a massive explosions. Xendor falls to 50% having lost half of their numbers but maintaining their FS. Umbra is decimated and loses all of it's members. Rogos remains at 25%, their FS commander alive. Valandil falls to 25% and loses their FS Commander and Viscarious falls to 50% with their FS still alive.*

*As the enemy fighters break away and rush back to their fleets, a false retreat, the remaining squadrons use the opportunity to continue with their original mission following the carracks to the Platform.*

(To Seleevan)

<< << I am ready for whatever end...if there is a soul amongst you who has honor and is not afraid to die....I will draw my blade against him. >> >>

*Sensed, barely... but the beasts mind was rather WANTING one of these... it was CRAVING for it.

And the force, either glorious or the beasts doom, brought it to him.*

<< A soul I am, and Afraid to die I am. But I wont... not today, nor this week. Come down, or stay up... if YOU dare. I will grant you safe passage from MY forces... others? I grant you unluck.

Face me if you dare to face a GOD. >>

*Within his Infiltrator, still docked, C'thulu felt the presence of the giant lizard, a beast he had met and fought with before. Remembering the face to the voice that accepted the challenge, the Sorcerer powered up his vessel with a vicious grin. A god? Did he truly believe that man who had lived, died and returned not once but three times, would fear a god? C'thulu worshiped only the code of the Jen'Jidai, the blackness which served his will and the all encompassing Force. This contact with Seleevan Khar was no accident, the force willed it.*

*Lighting a cigarette, he responded in kind.*

<< Transmit the coordinates to your grave...You opened your mouth to me which means one of too things, either you're fool or you think you can best me by skill or deception. I will not meet upon a vessel for such is suicide and you are but the first kill of the day worm... >>


*As so the Dead One truly believed, Khar was the appetizer and An Tiarna was the cake. He had many men to slay before his time was done.*

To Sage


*The captain noted the oncoming ship, and it was indeed coming on fast, and strong. He couldnt fire another volley into the SSD, he didnt have time. So, with a nod of his head, and just seconds before the Ascendant plowed into the 'top' of the bridge, she did a Micro Jump, exiting hyperspace roughly in the middle of the SSD (thats my hope), setting the Hypercore off, and the Main Engines. Even if Dark Spear was pulled out of Hyperspace before slamming into the Big ship, she would still detonate like something these boys had never seen.....*

{Ayeniner}

Eversio's second majestic cruiser, locates and intercepts Ayeniner's ship that was trying to ram the SD and engages it, releasing heavy fire unto the ship.

Also, the starfighters suffer the loss of an additional 20 crafts dropping to 52 over all.
The first majestic cruiser that was nearly rendered the fate of being boarded pulls up, executing evasive measures, taking moderate damage, shields down to 40%. The SD redirects after Admiral Cage orders the second platform to be engaged, moving away from the first. The heavy fire commences on the second platform with five turboblaster shots.

{To ATD}

Aboard the SD, Eversio senses danger concentrating around the SSD. He felt a large portion of individuals seeming to grow fearful, as if they knew they were about to die. That, with the feeling of danger Eversio grabs the com link and orders all power to rear, top side shields, only the Heavy Turbs able to get off their shots. The shields drop to 35%. What helps was shots on the barrels would throw several shots off their aim.

Vice Admiral Corr then orders a diversion of power from the Concussion Missile Tubes and engines, to bolster shield power, bringing them back up to 50%. The crews feverishly work to restore the shield generators. Another saving grace was the SSD had been in motion the entire time moving down and left horizontally.

The SD, "Subtle Hint" falls back falling forward and right of the SSD, taking the damage to drop its own shields to 80% as crews on the SD work to regenerate their shields from the blast of the enemy ships.

Vice Admiral Corr orders an attack on Platform II 500 Heavy Turbs at the barrels of the first platform station, and 500 at the second. Admiral Corr then orders the SSD to fire 300 just below the barrels of the second station, as well as 1,000 turbolasers.

*Admiral Noe continued to watch the events unfolding. Her own ships were firing as close to the intercept ship as they could, trying to stop it somehow. Another enemy ship had just entered the fray, and warning alarms were ringing throughout the bridge.*

==Admiral Noe==
That ship is about to fire. Disperse shields all around. Change heading now. Let's try to take the hits on the side...

*The ship rocked with the hit that spread across her broad side, as the shields fell. The second Flagship was doing the same, as it had been hit too. Instantly, Admiral Noe began barking orders.*

==Admiral Noe==
Bring up those auxiliary shields! We won't be able to take many more of those! Divert power to thrusters, and get us moving. Just in case, prepare to jump. I'll be damned if this ship is going down.

*The Togorians between ships were focused on communicating, allowing the fleet to move fluidly in unison. The orders were given for the fleet to change heading and acquire new targets. Each ship began moving and acquiring the Munificent-class ships as targets, firing when they had the shots. As well, one of the Togorians on the flagship was speaking to Nexus through the Force.*

<< Nexus, If you aren't too busy... A little help would be nice... >>

( To An Tiarna Dubh )

With little energy poured into firing, Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. has been able to pour maximum energy into shielding thus standing at 87% despite the onslaught. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. has taken a massive beating and shields approach the point of failing still at 19%. The incredibly tough surface has absorbed a great deal of damage and emergency maintenance crews are now tantamount to hold up a collapsing skyscraper with drywall. Still attemps to take out the MDC have failed. At that instant the ships explode both Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. & Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. unlesh a salvo of epic preportions. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. opens on the mark cut to the SSD throwing a 15 rotation shot – 45 slugs. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. can go far better releasing a 15 rotation exchange at the same plus 80 Heavy turbolasers, 60 Laser cannons & 60 Ion cannons*

*Admiral Kil'ra watches as DJO fleets unleash barrage after frightening barrage into the massive platforms and still little physical damage had been actually done to them. He glances over the reports, apparently the enemy had used more suicide vessels than anticipated. He lit the cigar that sat clench between his back teeth on the left side and exhaled a large cloud of smoke.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Jackson, I want a full breakdown of our current naval forces."

*The officer addressed quickly inputs several commands into his computer and the visual data streams instantly before the hardened Kil'ra:

:: Entered: 6 Squadrons (72) of X-83 Twintails {Starfighters) "Xendor" "Umbra" "Woede" "Rogos" "Valandil" "Viscarious"

Current: Xendor: 50% w/fs Umbra: KIA Woede: KIA Rogos: 25% w/fs Valandil: 25% w/o fs Viscarious: 50% w/fs.

Entered: 3x Carrack Class Light Cruisers: “Slepnir” “Jormungandr”, “Hel”

Current: Full Strength.

Entered: 2x Venator Class Star Destroyers: "Mjolnir" "Gugnir"

Current: Mjolnir: Successful repairs have brought the vessel's strength to 80%. Not engaged.
Gugnir: Current shield strength is 45%, prime ramming position.

Entered: 1x Pellaeon Class Star Destroyer: "Asator"

Current: 65% shield strength. ::


*Kil'ra looks over the data and quickly makes his move.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Gugnir is the closest SD to the Platform. B6, Divert as much reactor output as you can to the DBY-827 turbolasers."

:: ::: Roger, done. ::: ::

"Set the lasers to the highest power setting."

*This would mean that the damaged ship would be even more vulnerable but not before it made a difference in the battle.*

:: ::: Roger. ::: ::

"Acquire the Star of Death I and fire all 8 of the DBY-827 turrets on my mark..."

*The Admiral looked out the viewpoint as the vessel moved to strike, satisfied, he gave the order with a resounding snarl.*

"FIRE!!!"

*The droid commander on the Gugnir did precisely as he was ordered to and Kil'ra watched on with a feeling of pleasure as the ship's guns tore into the defense platform.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"C7, I want you to divert some power from your shields and raise the setting on the 827's. Target Star of Death I and fire all 8 turrets at the barrels of that cursed gun!"

:: Err, Roger. ::

*The Mjolnir drifted into attack position immediately and fired it's heavy hitting 827's (8 turrets) at the defense platform's barrels.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"I want all 5 turbolaser batteries on the Asator to hit that goddamned thing..."

*He said grimly as he witnessed the massive planetary gun fire off another salvo at the BGS King Trogdor. The gunners complied and fired the heavy lasers at the damaged platform, it was evident that Kil'ra was determined to destroy it. The massive war machine was a thing of fear, perhaps not to the Jen'Jidai but to the average soldier, such things were monstrous. If Kil'ra could show the men that these giants could be toppled, it could do wonders for the attacking forces.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Jenkins, divert reactor power on the Asator to the shields and prepare to move. If we take this thing down, we can't let up. Keep us alive boy! Avery, what is the status of our Carracks?"

=Captain Avery=
"All three are in position of the guns, they have gone unnoticed by the enemy. Orders, sah?"

*The admiral curled his obscure mustache and ordered another scotch before giving the order to attack.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Order the Carracks to attack the Platform with everything they have, all remaining squadrons are to make strafing runs on the same target!"


*The Carracks which had been barreling towards the Star of Death I, now open up with their heavy laser turrets and battery's. The remaining Twintails follow them up and unleash they remainder of their payloads before heading back to resupply, this of course taking place after the Venator and Pellaeon bombardment.*

*Already badly damaged on the left flank and anticipating the move, as all logic dictates such the Force Sensitive Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing orders several evasive moves*

= Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing=

Turn her to minimize damage and return fire… 10 rotations, Heavy turbolasers and cannons as well. 30 seconds of fire and then full stop bring the shields on full capacity of what we have left.

*The right maneuvering jets turn the station as it fires. Work on shielding has restored 10% thus bringing it up to 29%. Following the concentrated fire on the Venators. 30 slugs. 20 Heavy turbolasersand 50 Laser cannons over 30 seconds the shields come on full. Ó Dúnlaing nods. Preparations are made to evacuate & a call is sent out*

= Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing=

::Plan B will go into effect in the next 2 rotations – be ready::

*The comm. cuts. Hits on the platform were well timed and the shields down to a meager 16%. Patchwork continues*

( To An Tiarna Dubh )

With little energy poured into firing, Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. has been able to pour maximum energy into shielding thus standing at 87% despite the onslaught. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. has taken a massive beating and shields approach the point of failing still at 19%. The incredibly tough surface has absorbed a great deal of damage and emergency maintenance crews are now tantamount to hold up a collapsing skyscraper with drywall. Still attemps to take out the MDC have failed. At that instant the ships explode both Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. & Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. unlesh a salvo of epic preportions. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death I. opens on the mark cut to the SSD throwing a 15 rotation shot – 45 slugs. Réalta an Bháis – Star of Death II. can go far better releasing a 15 rotation exchange at the same plus 80 Heavy turbolasers, 60 Laser cannons & 60 Ion cannons*

*Admiral Kil'ra watches as DJO fleets unleash barrage after frightening barrage into the massive platforms and still little physical damage had been actually done to them. He glances over the reports, apparently the enemy had used more suicide vessels than anticipated. He lit the cigar that sat clench between his back teeth on the left side and exhaled a large cloud of smoke.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Jackson, I want a full breakdown of our current naval forces."

*The officer addressed quickly inputs several commands into his computer and the visual data streams instantly before the hardened Kil'ra:

:: Entered: 6 Squadrons (72) of X-83 Twintails {Starfighters) "Xendor" "Umbra" "Woede" "Rogos" "Valandil" "Viscarious"

Current: Xendor: 50% w/fs Umbra: KIA Woede: KIA Rogos: 25% w/fs Valandil: 25% w/o fs Viscarious: 50% w/fs.

Entered: 3x Carrack Class Light Cruisers: “Slepnir” “Jormungandr”, “Hel”

Current: Full Strength.

Entered: 2x Venator Class Star Destroyers: "Mjolnir" "Gugnir"

Current: Mjolnir: Successful repairs have brought the vessel's strength to 80%. Not engaged.
Gugnir: Current shield strength is 45%, prime ramming position.

Entered: 1x Pellaeon Class Star Destroyer: "Asator"

Current: 65% shield strength. ::


*Kil'ra looks over the data and quickly makes his move.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Gugnir is the closest SD to the Platform. B6, Divert as much reactor output as you can to the DBY-827 turbolasers."

:: ::: Roger, done. ::: ::

"Set the lasers to the highest power setting."

*This would mean that the damaged ship would be even more vulnerable but not before it made a difference in the battle.*

:: ::: Roger. ::: ::

"Acquire the Star of Death I and fire all 8 of the DBY-827 turrets on my mark..."

*The Admiral looked out the viewpoint as the vessel moved to strike, satisfied, he gave the order with a resounding snarl.*

"FIRE!!!"

*The droid commander on the Gugnir did precisely as he was ordered to and Kil'ra watched on with a feeling of pleasure as the ship's guns tore into the defense platform.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"C7, I want you to divert some power from your shields and raise the setting on the 827's. Target Star of Death I and fire all 8 turrets at the barrels of that cursed gun!"

:: Err, Roger. ::

*The Mjolnir drifted into attack position immediately and fired it's heavy hitting 827's (8 turrets) at the defense platform's barrels.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"I want all 5 turbolaser batteries on the Asator to hit that goddamned thing..."

*He said grimly as he witnessed the massive planetary gun fire off another salvo at the BGS King Trogdor. The gunners complied and fired the heavy lasers at the damaged platform, it was evident that Kil'ra was determined to destroy it. The massive war machine was a thing of fear, perhaps not to the Jen'Jidai but to the average soldier, such things were monstrous. If Kil'ra could show the men that these giants could be toppled, it could do wonders for the attacking forces.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Jenkins, divert reactor power on the Asator to the shields and prepare to move. If we take this thing down, we can't let up. Keep us alive boy! Avery, what is the status of our Carracks?"

=Captain Avery=
"All three are in position of the guns, they have gone unnoticed by the enemy. Orders, sah?"

*The admiral curled his obscure mustache and ordered another scotch before giving the order to attack.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Order the Carracks to attack the Platform with everything they have, all remaining squadrons are to make strafing runs on the same target!"


*The Carracks which had been barreling towards the Star of Death I, now open up with their heavy laser turrets and battery's. The remaining Twintails follow them up and unleash they remainder of their payloads before heading back to resupply, this of course taking place after the Venator and Pellaeon bombardment.*

OOC: to any and all approaching fleets. Please cooperate with defenders and attackers alike as we don't want flooding, messing up, or OOCing the orbit thread(s) with possible arguments and misunderstandings. Thank you in advance and sorry for the use of OOC on the RP thread.

*Already badly damaged on the left flank and anticipating the move, as all logic dictates such the Force Sensitive Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing orders several evasive moves*

= Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing=

Turn her to minimize damage and return fire… 10 rotations, Heavy turbolasers and cannons as well. 30 seconds of fire and then full stop bring the shields on full capacity of what we have left.

*The right maneuvering jets turn the station as it fires. Work on shielding has restored 10% thus bringing it up to 29%. Following the concentrated fire on the Venators. 30 slugs. 20 Heavy turbolasersand 50 Laser cannons over 30 seconds the shields come on full. Ó Dúnlaing nods. Preparations are made to evacuate & a call is sent out*

= Major General Bríd Ó Dúnlaing=

::Plan B will go into effect in the next 2 rotations – be ready::

*The comm. cuts. Hits on the platform were well timed and the shields down to a meager 16%. Patchwork continues*

*Kil'ra leans forward in his seat as he witnesses the giant platform reel under his firing vessels, gods be damned, it was still standing!! The cigar falls from his mouth and he drains the last of his drink. The massive platform fires at the Gugnir and with it's lowered shields, the ship takes heavy damage (20%) and the droid commander immediately send distress signals.*

:: ::: Admiral, our shields are nearly done and the platform is engaging. ::: ::

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"B6 DAMNIT!!!! I said take that thing down! Fire the rest of your payload and ram it!!!"

:: :: Err, Ram it? :: ::

"Was I unclear? Fire all weapon batteries on the Gugnir and ram that blasted platform!"

:: :: Err...Roger! :: ::

*The Venator Gugnir was the closest of the larger vessels engaging the Platform, firing it's heavy DBY-827's (8 batteries) into the revolving monstrosity before lurching forward with incredible speed towards the platform. It came in on a flight pattern that would strike the newly positioned side, not that of the damaged left flank. The large vessel did not fire it's missile payload, in hopes of disrupting the shield and causing a larger explosion with the ammunition. Kil'ra looked on furiously as the first of his many vessels sped on to certain doom.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Status on the Mjolnir!"

=Cpl. Sardo=
"Some damage has been sustained from the platform, shields are at 65%. No other ships have engaged it."

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Use it's distance from the platform to target the guns with the 827's. All 8 batteries, setting level 5, FIRE!!!"

*Level seven was a near vaporizing blast, level 5 was still deathly potent. The Mjolnir locked on with it's precise targeting systems and unleashed a vile salvo of turbo laser fire into the damaged platform as it's sister vessel, Gugnir, made it's suicide run.*

*The Pellaeon Asator was far enough away to make potshots with only it's turbo lasers. Kil'ra realizing such and knowing full well that a massive explosion was soon to occur, he moved quickly.*

=Admiral Kil'ra=
"Tell the carracks and remaining squadrons to fall back, our turbo laser batteries will do the best they can to cover them. I've said it before and this time... I really Kriffing mean it... TAKE THAT PLATFORM DOWN!!!!"


*The Gunners reacted instantly, loosing the 50 turbo laser batteries upon the Star of Death I. Kil'ra, red in the face grabs the commlink and sends a transmission to his allied commanders on the secure BG line.*

:: "The first platform is nearly finished!!! All available support, attack the second platform immediately! Aim for the barrels! Take the rodder down!" ::

*The remaining squadrons docked aboard the Asator to replenish their ammunition and fuel supplies.*

(To Seleevan)

<< << I am ready for whatever end...if there is a soul amongst you who has honor and is not afraid to die....I will draw my blade against him. >> >>

*Sensed, barely... but the beasts mind was rather WANTING one of these... it was CRAVING for it.

And the force, either glorious or the beasts doom, brought it to him.*

<< A soul I am, and Afraid to die I am. But I wont... not today, nor this week. Come down, or stay up... if YOU dare. I will grant you safe passage from MY forces... others? I grant you unluck.

Face me if you dare to face a GOD. >>

*Within his Infiltrator, still docked, C'thulu felt the presence of the giant lizard, a beast he had met and fought with before. Remembering the face to the voice that accepted the challenge, the Sorcerer powered up his vessel with a vicious grin. A god? Did he truly believe that man who had lived, died and returned not once but three times, would fear a god? C'thulu worshiped only the code of the Jen'Jidai, the blackness which served his will and the all encompassing Force. This contact with Seleevan Khar was no accident, the force willed it.*

*Lighting a cigarette, he responded in kind.*

<< Transmit the coordinates to your grave...You opened your mouth to me which means one of too things, either you're fool or you think you can best me by skill or deception. I will not meet upon a vessel for such is suicide and you are but the first kill of the day worm... >>


*As so the Dead One truly believed, Khar was the appetizer and An Tiarna was the cake. He had many men to slay before his time was done.*

*Seph had been watching his master awaiting the go to take off and down to the planet surface. He noticed that his master light up a smoke. That usually meant one of a few things. Seph was sure that this time it meant that he knew where they were heading. Perhaps someone had called him out. A touch of a smile hit the corners of Seph's lips. It would be time to leave soon........*