The Start

[ricepr2001]

Yaou awoke to the beeping of his datapad, an urgent message to report to the Briefing Room. He hurried to the BR and met Markaine there.

 

Markaine, "Lieutenant Yaou"

 

Yaou, "Lieutenant?"

 

Markaine, "As of now."

 

Yaou, "Why?"

 

Markaine, "Project Cloaked Dagger has begun?"

 

Yaou, "Cloaked Dagger"

 

Markaine, "The codename for the cloakment of the Phantom Ties Missle Launchers."

 

Yaou, "Oh Yes, continue."

 

Markaine, "You and a Partner will take a modified YT-2400 to Gargon, I have found a leak in the rebels control of Phobium, A smuggler my the name of Gotek has a significate stockpile on the black market, you will go and get a supply of Phobium and research the planet for an assault at the same time, the YT has been fitted with state of the art sensors and recording equipment along with four internal and eight external smuggling bays. You will have id's and everything needed will be supplied, you will depart tomarrow."

 

Yaou, "Who is my partner?"

 

Markaine, "You will find out when you leave."

 

OOC: I Need a Partner

[Guest JediIgor]

I arrived to the hangar, and the person who was supposed to be my partner was already there.

 

"Hello. I'm Lieutenant Samig Mabak. I assume you're my partner for this mission?" greeted I.

 

"Ah! Pleasure! I'm Lieutenant Yaou," said Yaou, revealing his name to me.

 

"All right, then.. since we're both lieutenants, may I suggest you take the lead on this mission for I am a new arrival?" wondered I.

 

"That shouldn't be a problem if that is what you wish. Let us board our ship," said Yaou, as he gestured towards the YT-2400.

 

Nodding, I followed him in.

 

"So does this 'beauty' have a name?" inquired I.

[ricepr2001]

I met my Partner Lieutenant Mabak in the hanger and we borded the YT-2400

 

"So does this 'beauty' have a name?" asked Mabak

 

"I'm not sure, I was told to meet Colonel Loor and Lord Markaine along with you here, Lets go find out what this thing is called." said Yaou

 

"What else do you know about this mission?" Inquired Mabak

 

"Well it goes by the name of Project Cloaked Dagger and were scouting Gargon as well as getting a shipment of Phobium, here looks like were going to spend some time in the 'Silverback'" Said Yaou as he notices Markaine and Loor in the rear of the cockpit.

[Zag Fel]

Parsecs across the galaxy, Fel disengaged his HoloNet transciever. He stared down at his desk and collapsed into the fabric. Rising, he opened the portal of the communications suite that he had been occupying and strode down the corridors at a quick pace until he reached the hanger. There he saw technicians swarming over craft in various stages of disrepair and moved to the far corner of th bay. A small alcove hid his A-Wing, Alliance white with green trim - the fastest combat fighter in the fleet. He looked over to the astromech encased in the body of his craft and unsealed the canopy. Quickly flowing through the preflight checklist, he readied his craft for launch, and without bothering to wait for authorization, exited the hanger. At his signal he was joined by three other A-Wings, similarly marked. Another transmission, and in a flash, the flight leapt into hyperspace.

[Trejiuvanat]

Flight one in their A-Wings took off the hangar leaving the metal bulk from the Pride of Chandrila behind.

Iulan S'tor leader of Two Flight readied his X-Wing for take-off. The multiple attack on Imp worlds was on. FIghters of all kinds now exited their mothership to meet the imps, and provide a distraction for the true target. Elvis's Shadow Squadron would soon attack the world of Yaga minor.

Iulan's flight had the mission to attack the Satirnaynian system.

Checking the preflight list, he readied his X-Wing. The astromech behind him confirmed the readiness status.

Iulan started the engines, and checked once more for the comm frequencies. "Two Flight follow vector Besh 14, then hyper to Satirnaynian." Fel's voice echoed in the speakers.

"Acknowledged, Lead." he dialed down to the flight frequency.

"Report pals."

"FIve, this is Six four engines green."

"Seven here, let's hunt some Imp."

The 2 meter tall NExii in eight reported full readiness.

"Good." Iulan checked his own fighter and put a call to his squadron leader.

"Commodore, we're ready to go. May the FOrce be with us all."

Zag Fel acknowledged and vanished to set off for his attack.

Iulan engaged the hyperdrive adn hsi four-fighter-group vanished.

In less than an hour the ships exited hyperspace, below them the only habitable system of the Satirnaynian system rotated on its own axis. Now covering the northern continent in night.

But their target was not their world only to wreak havoc in orbit.

"Five, Eight. I read a freighter coming from Vector Aurek 9, minimal escorts. Two TIEs, four Preybirds."

Iulan nodded, "Good. Let's take it, temember we don't want to destroy the freighter take some readings if you can."

The four fighter turned to starboard to meet the freighter.

 

Teh freighter captain obviosly aware that he was the target of the rebel fighter griup did not delay in raising the alarm, still he kept his escort close around him, so he could take some X-Wing out with his guns.

IT was pointless. In less tahn five minutes the X-Wings destroyed his escorts. The next moment the X-Wings broke their formations and now targeted the repair station orbiting the world.

 

"There is a strike cruiser in the repair station." Seven said with malice.

Iulan lead his fighters to three klicks from the stationed cruiser. Target their fuel containers. Two torps each on my mark."

He neared to two klicks and the astromech tuned the lock on. "Mark".

Eight proto torpedoes flew at their target.

"Sir, two TIE squadrons coming from the planet."

"Only two? Let's blow this thing up, and see what they throw at us."

Setting his laser recharge at the highest Iulan and his flight continued to pound the Cruiser until it reached a critical point.

"Breeak, cruiser will blow. What about those TIEs?"

"They're coming from aft 10 klicks and gaining." Six reported.

"Follow me TWo FLight."

Iulan lead the X-Wing to the space lettin ght erepair station and the cruiser between themselves and the pursuing TIEs.

In a bright white flash the strike cruiser blew up swallowing the repair station in the explosion.

The TIEs being too close to the station were blinded, their transparisteel windows now black, but soon would turn transparent again.

"All right Two FLight, fast on the TIEs. Use torps then lasers. DUal-shot." Iulan ordered, he was proving his worth as flight leader. FOur fighters agaisnt twenty-four, some odds there, some promotion if he got back alive. Not if but when.

His pilots complied, and soon torpedoes shrieked to blast the TIEs. The TIE pilots having been short seconds without seeing what was happening obviously felt overwhelmed when they saw toperdoes coming at them.

Their reaction was sluggish, and many more TIE pilots died in small explosions.

The TIE Leader found swift dead while trying the corkscrew maneuver. Iulan with two swift dual shots destroyed his wingmen.

"Six, you've two on your back."

"Can't shake'em."

"I'm ocming."

"SEven, break to port."

"Eight were are you?"

"GOtcha."

"Woohoo."

"I'm here amidst lots of TIE debris."

"I'm hit, lost a stabilizer, my droid's fixing it."

Six TIEs remianed until they broke their attack.

"TIEs are breaking off pursuit." Seven said.

"Must've scared them to death." SIx added.

"I doubt that." Iulan said.

A corvette then popped out of hyperspace and opene their hangar.

"What's it doing?" EIght asked.

"I don't know, I'm not seeing anything leaving the hangar."

Iulan then felt a surge of danger as if something was about to happen.

"WE better go, any help from Yaga Minor must be on its way so we're done here. WE'll use vector 27 for escape. You go first."

The three fellow pilots ocmplied and disappeared into hyperspace. FOr a moment Iulan thought to inspect the corvette from closer, but then he felt strongly that it could wait. He gently pushed the hyperdrive lever.

There was something odd going on. And he felt he would yet see more of it

[ElvisMiggell]

Shadow Squad dropped out of hyperspace a couple of hundred klicks out.

 

"Okay, team, we start our sensor sweeps out here. The usual info is what i want, plus any gravimetric distortions, we have reason to believe some new technology is in development here."

 

Shadow Squad fanned out in order to get a better scan from multiple angles.

 

"Just get the records down, don't bother trying to analyse them people, that's why we have intell people. "

 

"Lead, this is Two, scan complete." One by one the other ten reported in.

 

"Okay ladies and gentlemen, now we tango, remember to set cloaks to engage upon leaving hyperspace. We're going in."

 

...

 

.......

 

Twelve highly modified A-wings emerged from hyperspace, eleven of them cloaked.

 

"Lead, this is Twelve, i've got an error, my cloak isn't engaging. Sir, i'm losing power, i'm down to 75%. Still in the green, but barely.

 

Dury's A-wing was losing it's edge, it was now just barely superior to a normal A-wing.

 

"Okay, 11 and 12, use evac route psi two, get out of there. Don't worry Dury, they may have seen you, hopefully they'll just think it was a quickscan. Force be with you."

 

"Okay sir, sorry. See you back at base."

 

"No worries Dury. Okay the rest of you, form up, we're now ten klicks from the main shipyards. Engage scanners. Again, don't worry about what you pick up, concentrate on your flying."

 

A tight squad of ten modified A-wing swooped around the shipyards, never coming too close.

 

"Okay, shut your scanners off, we're out of here. Slingshot round the planet, exit route delta rho."

 

.....

 

"Um, Sir, that's not supposed to be there." said Two. When they were halfway round.

 

"Yeah, okay, Two, you've got the squadron, Three, you're with me."

 

Two: "Sir, are you sure..."

 

Elvis: "...That this is wise? No, i'm not." he said with a rueful grin, "but i don't see as we have a choice, we need hard data."

 

Two A-wings split off from the group, the other 8 made the jump to hyperspace.

 

Elvis made a quick scan of the station that Two had found, a grim look came over his face, he'd been told about this, the probability of a station here. His contact had said he would want to slingshot round the planet, was this why? What did this station have that was so interesting? The scans were turning up all sorts of interesting minerals, some of which were familiar from the A-wing project, others weren't. Once the scan was completed he and Three made the jump to hyperspace, and the safety of their carrier.

 

Upon landing, Elvis found Drury waiting for him........

 

 

 

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OOC: Sorry that's a bit long, first rpg space sortie for me.

[Trejiuvanat]

Iulan felt thoroughly annoyed for the end of his mission above Satirnaynia. In the debriefing he was given his performance and prudence was overrated, Iulan didn't feel like it. His commanding officer was still off in his mission, and not even Colonel Elvis had arrived.

Iulan then went to his X-Wing and had for the third time a closer look at the scans of the last few seconds. Teh arrival of the corvette, which supposedly was attached to the Ubiqtorate at Yaga Minor. The absurdly high energy reading coming from the open hangar of the corvette, despite that nothing actually left the ship.

From his cockpit he saw Shadow squadron arriving, Dury a former member of Specter Squadron, that now served with Miggell's elites.

Miggell came out of his cockpit and exchanged some words with him.

Iulan climbed out of his cockpit to talk to the COlonel.

Dury left quickly with a crew of mechanics and Iulan walked to the COlonel. He noticed something on his chest.

"Promoted again, sir?"

"Yes, prior to the mission, COmmand send the new pips for my chest. A quiet ceremony. I guess, though that you aren't here to speak about the promotion."

Iulan smiled. "Yes, General. The imps are up to something."

"That's so important? They've been up to something since the new Ordfer was created." Elvis said, but something in his tone did not match with his words.

"I know, and I fear that they actually have achieved what they're up to. During my mission I ran into a corvette, it opened it's hangar and nothing came out. Energy readings are high enough to suggest that there was something there. I guess that I could say I felt something there."

"But you saw nothing?"

"Nothing was to be seen."

"Interesting indeed." Miggell declared wondering darkly if the Empire, too, had perfected a cloaked fighter.

"I'll have a look into it too. By the looks of it, you too are heading for a promotion".

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: Elvis: Your rank says you are an Admiral but there are no Admirals in Starfighter COmmand, highest possible rank is General. So I designated you that way. Perhaps later an additional honorary could be possible or some medal.

My post have become kind of long lately, BTW I'm trying to turn Iulan a bit more Corran-like, I'm trying to give him Jedi powers he doens't know how to use, nor how strong they might be.

[ElvisMiggell]

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OOC: That's cool, i'd kinda planned for it anyway, so don't be surprised if things start happening to Iulan. As far as rank goes, i'm not too bothered, it's probably easier if we keep mine the same as Zag's seeing as we're supposed to be equal in this op.

 

My 'real' rank may be Admiral, but all is not quite how it appears. So for the time being, treat me as equal to Zag. Don't worry, all will become clear........

[wormie]

As Cadet Dury and the team of techs walked towards his A-Wing the Chief mechanic was asking Dury what went wrong with his ship," What happened out ther Cadet, this ship was in perfect working order when you left earlier." " I know that Chief, I double checked everything before we left, but when we emerged from hyperspace the energy levels just started dropping all across the board, I dunno, maybe I just did something wrong I'm still not fully acquainted with the A-Wing yet." I don't think it was a mistake on your part kid, they don't just let any glitbiter who enlists into one of these machines, you've gotta have skill and you gotta know what you're doin'. I have a feelin that you fall under both categories, now go on and get your self something to eat and let us professionals find out what went wrong with your ship." " Thanks Chief," and with that Cadet Dury walked towards the mess hall feeling a little bit better about himself.

[Guest JediIgor]

We jumped into hyperspace. It was beatiful, like always; the swirling lights, the radiant stars.

 

Suddenly, a familiar voice came up on the comm.

 

"Mabak? Yaou? This is Colonel Loor. One of our space stations is under attack. Since you are currently the closest, we need you to diverge to the coordinates I am sending to you now. Please hurry, the space station may contain important information regarding our cloak research that we do not want the rebels to find out. Loor out."

 

"I guess you know what this means," I said, looking at Yaou.

 

"Very well, then.. let's go," replied Yaou, flipping switches across the board.

 

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A few minutes later, and we were already exiting hyperspace.

 

"Samig, there's nothing on the scanners.. just the space station! Why would we be redirected by the colonel if nothing is going on here?" wondered Yaou.

 

"I wish I knew.." said I. Suddenly, I felt a tremor in the force. A voice screaming out, followed by an explosion in our rear viewport.

 

".. I have a bad feeling about this," finished I.

[Trejiuvanat]

Pride of Chandrila sailed thorugh hyperspace. Through the huge viewports Iulan could see the shapes and colors. Everythign so calm and beautiful.

He was in the "pilots room". A room that had once belonged to astronavigation now converted in a cafeteria preferred by pilots who felt uncomfortable outside their environment. Stars.

General Elvis had chosen this place to host Iulan's promotion to the rank of captain. It was quiet and short. But most of the people that were there reamined to have dinner or just to loot the bartender recently acquired Whyren's reserve.

Despite the promotion Iulan didn't felt as he deserved it. His face showed none of the conflict he was feeling. At least he didn't think so.

GEneral Miggell approached him. "You don't seem very happy about it."

Iulan shrugged. "No not much. One raid, a big kill rate, then comes the promotion."

Elvis was about to reply when Iulan had a bad feeling, then came the bump and the starlines faded again into dots of far stars.

"Out of hyperspace so soon?" Iulan asked.

"Not that I knew." Elvis replied. As if on cue the captain's voice echoed in the speakers. All pilots to your machines, all personnel to their battle stations."

Fromt he viewport Iulan recognized thre daggerish shapes. All of different sizes. An Interdictor, an Enforcer and a Star Destroyer.

Iulan just let his drink on the table, and ran off to the ready room. he put on his pilot's suit and blasted off into the hangar...

 

OOC: I chose Captain over Lieutenant Commander, because there are no Lieutenant Commanders in Starfighter Command. If there actually is a rank of captain somewhere, after lots of posts. Then I'll edit this post into a Kalidor Crescent award or something.

[UntimelyDemise]

Commodore Loor glanced over at the young officer at Tactical. Lieutenant Uhrlik turned to give his report to his superior.

 

"We have our victims, sir. It appears to be the Pride of Chandrila and the Corvette Badger. Apparently, the Badger rammed a TIE Interceptor which was patrolling that area. The Badger has sustained minimal damage from the collision. Also, the two fighters you summoned are here...Mabak and Yaou."

 

"Thank you, Lieutenant." Loor stared out the bridge viewport of the Proud Order and smiled. Not only had he been given command of an Imperial Star Destroyer with his last promotion, he had been given orders to set a trap for Rebel insurgents operating in this sector, an assignment he looked forward to.

 

Admiral Nevit was onboard the Devil's Blood, the Interdictor Cruiser which had pulled the two Rebel ships from hyperspace. He thought it odd that the Admiral would pick a small Interdictor as his flag ship, instead of the Proud Order, but Admiral Nevit was known as a brilliant tactician and Loor did not question him.

 

"Mabak and Yaou, this is Commodore Loor. Do not engage the Rebels. Proceed to the station and await further orders. This comes directly from Admiral Nevit. When we have disabled the Corvette, you will lead the capture of it. It contains valuable information."

 

Loor thought it humorous that the Rebels would carry their research on a pitiful Corvette. Just like the scum to try to deceive us, he thought.

 

"Commodore Loor, this is Admiral Nevit. Once the enemy fighters are neutralized, proceed with the capture of the Badger. The Pride of Chandrilla will be mine to deal with."

 

Loor wondered how an Interdictor would deal with a Rebel cruiser by itself. Just then, an immense amount of fire erupted from the Devil's Blood. Much more than the usual firepower. So, that's why he chose the Interdictor as his flagship...it's heavily modified!

 

Loor sighed and watched as the battle began.

[ricepr2001]

Yaou looked ad his parter and frowned, snapping back to reality he flipped the Silverback 180 degrees and pushed the throttle forward, Mabak was debating with loor over the com.

 

Mabak, "Permission to engage the Pride of Chandrila?"

 

Loor, "Negative, Proceed to the Badger, repeat Proceed to the badger."

 

Mabak, "Yes, Sir"

 

Yaou, "Take the controls. Mabak said as he grabbed the remote for the ion cannon.

[ElvisMiggell]

Elvis: "All men to your ships, i repeat, all men to your ships."

 

He switched to his personal comlink, "Shadow Squad, man your fighters, launch, but do not, i repeat, do not engage. It is imperative that we do not reveal our technology to the Imperials yet, at the moment they think we're working on new hyperspace tech, just to speed us up. They have no idea what we're doing with cloaks. I hope."

 

Elvis grimly wondered how the Imperials had gotten so lucky. That TIE Interceptor had never had a chance to get a message off.

 

They needed to take out the Interdictor and get back to the main fleet. His original ship, a modified Mc90, ShadowStalker, was there, and would have no trouble with that ISD....

[Trejiuvanat]

Iulan hadn't needed much time to jump in the cockpit of his E-Wing. While he had used X-WIngs for the last mission, Fel's emerald Squad would eb using E-WIngs today.

Quickly we went throught the check-up flightlist.

"Emerald Five, four lit." Iulan reported and blasted into space.

"Emeralds, here Leader break by pairs, Five and Six coordinate with Shadow Five and Six against the squint squadron coming from Proud Order."

"Copy, sir." Iulan reported. "Six on me."

Two E-Wings and two A-Wings aginst a squad of Interceptor.

Iulan took a glance at his recent promotion and flew towards the cloud.

Almost against his wish he whispered to himself.

May the Force be with us.

He checked the weapon readings and switched for torps, he ordered Six and the Shadow to use warheads first.

Iulan waited until he was in ange and shot the torps he quickly switched to lasers and shot.

Hopefully this battle woudl end soon.

A quick glance at the white bulk that was teh Proud Order made him rethink it.

Hopefully it ends soon in our favor.

 

OOC: I'm gonna be a little more sporadic in a my appearances.

[ElvisMiggell]

Elvis: "Okay Shadows, lets use Iulan's tactic, pair off and then link up with pairs or flights from emerald squadron. Link your data feeds and targeting, the Imps will be too busy dodging the ships they CAN see to realise that they aren''t the ones targeting them."

 

The Imperials never cottoned on to what was happening, the fighter were dispatched with a speed and effiency that would have made the legendary Rogue Squadron proud.

 

Elvis: "We're not clear yet, we have to get that Interdictor to shut her shields down."

 

Iulan: "Sir, work the targeting the other way round. Slave your missiles to ours. Then it'll look like we're using some sort of advanced torpedo, they'll never know you were here sir. Just a suggestion of course...."

 

Elvis: "No, run with that, but slave all the fighters together, i want all the missiles to impact at the same moment, not even an ISD II could handle that, let alone an Interdictor, even if she is enhanced. Iulan, myself and Shadows Two and Three will target a gravwell generator each, fire on my second mark. Dammit, this had better work, or we're all toast. Okay, three... two.... one.... mark!"

 

72 Proton torpedoes lanced out towards the Interdictor, not all of them visible...

 

Elvis: "Mark Two!"

 

Another pair launched from Iulans Ewing, along with another three pairs that could not be seen.

 

Elvis: "Crap! I forgot our missiles were cloaked! We'd better hope they look like secondaries. Two, three, use your after launch guidnace packages, get the closer to Iulans target, try to make them look like secondary explosions on each of the domes, and hope for the best."

 

The first salvo of torpedoes impacted the Interdictor roughly halfway down the dorsal shield of the ship. A tremendous light show lit up space, some of the torpedoes made it through the shield and hit the hull, causing more explosions. The shields overloaded and promptly collapsed, redundant shielding systems kicked in almost immediately, but not before the second salvo had penetrated, the torpedoes were trapped inside the shields, when they impacted on the domes the explosion was contained, doing even more damage, and helping to conceal the fact that there had been more than one pair.

 

This was more than the Interdictors powerplant could handle, Nevit had no choice other than to shut off his generators.

 

Nevit: "Maintain all fire on that cruiser, she's going to get away, but i want her to limp out of this, not run!"

 

Elvis: "Transmitting evac coordinates to all fighters, lets get back to the fleet, pronto. The Pride and her escort are jumping now, lets get the hell out of here."

 

Within thirty seconds there were only Imperial ships left, along with debris.

 

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The two capital ships dropped out of hyperspace right next to a huge Rebel fleet. Once safely back on board Elvis joined his pilots for a debriefing......

[UntimelyDemise]

Commodore Loor stood at attention along with the rest of the command staff of Admiral Nevit. The failure of the previous day was sure to bring several demotions and transfers. Loor just hoped he didn't wind up hauling Bantha dung in a ancient freighter for the rest of his career...

 

Nevit strode into the room and stood behind the podium.

 

"I'm not going to mince words, gentlemen. What you may have perceived to be a setback yesterday has actually given us new life. My own incompetence led to the defeat, but thanks to the space station, we may have won the day! Please look at the screen..."

 

Loor turned to the screen and saw the tactical playback of the battle. There were the Interceptors being defeated, then the fighters attacking the Devil's Blood. He watched as the torps hit the shields and the resulting explosions. Just then, Nevit stopped the playback.

 

"As you can see, the Rebel's strategy was to hit us all at one time to disable my shields, but something strange happened. Something only perceived by the station's sensors. Watch this again in slow motion with an overlay of the station's data."

 

The command staff gasped as they saw explosions that shouldn't have been there. Was this some anomaly?

 

"The station also picked up minute disturbances from here and here. We have reason to believe the Rebels have developed some sort of cloak for their ships that allow them to fire cloaked torpedoes! The information that was contained on the Rebel Corvette Badger was the data to this new cloaking technology! Imperial Command has informed me the aquisition of this technology is Priority One. We are getting reinforcements and all the resources we need. I will give you more information as it becomes available. Dismissed."

[ricepr2001]

Yaou and Mabak stood in front of Commodore Loor as they discussed their current orders.

 

Yaou "The way I percieved this is that we need these resources even if we do get this technology from the rebels"

 

Loor "Yes but what good does it do us if we do not gain the technology"

 

Yaou "Even so we may get leads on the rebels or even get inside their orginization on this mission but the Silverback needs a new transponder and some distinct markings need to be changed"

 

Loor "I guess we got nothing to lose since we need these materials anyways, well begin work on your ship right away"

 

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Early the next morning Yaou and Mabak entered hyperspace silently to continue their previus mission.

[ElvisMiggell]

Elvis walked into his personal staff briefing room.

 

Elvis: "Okay Hechtman, here's your chance to shine, i see you've been logging substantial hours in the sims. It so happens that i'm down a flight commander, as i'm sure you're aware, Drieakk is down with the Triluuvian flu. I think that your role of tactical officer can be carried out just as well from the cockpit as it can from the mothership..... what do you think?....."

[ADarkJedi44]

Evan Replies: "Whatever you say sir. I'm ready for action."

[ElvisMiggell]

"Okay, get your data together and find the rest of the crew for the debrief, i've got a couple of calls to make and people to see. I'll join you in the debriefing room shortly..."

[ADarkJedi44]

Evan quickly walks out of the room.

[ElvisMiggell]

Elvis sauntered into his personal cabin and quickly engaged the holocomm.....

 

Elvis: "Sir, we were traked to our holding station, i think the Imperials got lucky. At present we have rejoined the fleet, but i want to ask your recommendations sir."

 

Unknown: "Hmmm, i sense that all is not as it seems. I think the entire fleet should move to Tatooine. That leaves you within striking distance of the core, and with access to our, mmm, resources shall we say..."

 

Elvis: "That seems a wise plan of action sir, our 'friends' should provide us with useful back up, even if the Imperials chose to throw everything they have at us."

 

Elvis left the room and headed for the debriefing chamber........

[UntimelyDemise]

"Loor to Silverback. What is the status of your mission?"

 

Hmm...strange that Yaou and Mabak weren't responding. It had been days since they checked in last. Perhaps something was wrong...

 

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OOC: Elvis, I'm really excited to see who this mysterious contact is...