[SAGA]: The Empty Throne [IC]

[RandomLunatic]

"Well, then, what are we waiting for? To the hangar bay," he told the hapless Ensign.

[Holocron Coder]

Lt. Colonel Tobias

It isn't long before Tobias hears of the request for two commandos to accompany Sector Chief Tavik. He frowns. This was the sort of thing he would have jumped at the opportunity for just a few years ago. However, command has made him more careful, more thoughtful in his actions.

He turns to Major Dagan. "Choose your best soldier, load up with gear and civilian clothing, then meet Sector Chief Tavik in the hangar bay. Follow her orders."

As Dagan salutes, Tobias smiles slightly and says, "Good luck."

He watches quietly as she loads up on gear and heads out. Turning to the rest of the troops, he begins prepping them for boarding or counterboarding maneuvers.

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Kept thinking over it, and, as much as I, the player, would like going over to the ship and fighting, it wouldn't make sense for Tobias, the character, to do so. So, he's not. Hopefully that doesn't put me out of anything interesting for a while.

[Mando Knight]

Sandez enters her TIE Interceptor, and relays the captain's orders to her wingmates.

[Seanfall]

M4-X1

M4's tired to reactive his shields and mounted weapon, however he was too low on power to do so right now. M4 began to stand and now took notice of the Restraining Bolt on his chasis. A thought rushed through his processor, a single word. quaint His quick scan of the room revealed much, frigate class vessel, Dr. Kradu was next to him. And the guard at the end of the room, M4 trained his Photoreceptors on Dr. Kradu. A rough voice filtered through his Vocabulator.

"Dr. Kradu, are you unharmed?" While waiting of an answer M4 checked his storage compartment to see if that had been plundered while he was out of order.

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So is it both my heavy weapon and my wrist mounted weapons that are offline or just the heavy repeater?

[Thundercracker]

Dr. Doran Kradu

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I'm assuming Kradu's weapons and equipment have been taken, or should we assume that the equipment will be waiting for him once he joins the rest of the party?

"I'm not injured, if that's what you're asking," Kradu responded, "unharmed remains to be seen."

[Seanfall]

M4-X1

M4's photoreceptors focus in and out again. "This unit does not see a meaningful distinction." His voice lowers a bit as he continues to speak the to the good Doctor. "Shields, and mounted weapon systems offline, have you discovered anything about our cages?" M4 trains his sensors back to the guard to see if he's taken notice yet. Not that droid with a restraining bolt was dangerous...right?

[GAThraawn]

Fifteen minutes later, Mira arrived at her ship to find Tobias' commandos waiting for her. Both of them were in full uniform with packs slung over their shoulders; she had changed into a spacer's vest and trousers like would been seen on a hundred worlds, her hands were grimy and her clothes had dabs of engine grease on them. Her previously long-flowing hair was pinned tightly in a bun, and she looked like she could have been a mechanic on any passenger ship or smuggling vessel from here to Tatooine.
Alright, lets launch, and I'll go over the plan. She pointed at Rada. You just got a new vessel to pilot. Take her up and put us just past the Star Destroyer's range. When the Rebels get here we're going to be fired upon, and we don't want to get too close.
She walked up the ramp into the Nightclaw and the two commandos clipped up behind her with military bearing. Once they all fit into the cockpit behind Rada, she pointed to them.
You have a change of professions coming, so change into your civilian gear and try to lose the posture. You're going to be a bounty hunter for the next few hours. You, on the other hand, are getting promoted to captain. She handed the other trooper a pair of rank cylinders to clip to his uniform.
Phase 1 of this operation is to board one of the rebel vessels. They should be rightfully cautious about allowing an unknown vessel to land in the middle of a battle, so: we are going to fake battle damage from the confrontation they will be able to witness, including a blown hyperdrive, and we are going to be a team of bounty hunters with a valuable Imperial captive, hoping to get some replacement parts so we can leave the system. Now we don't know when they will be arriving, it could be any minute now, it might be hours or even a day from now, so we will be taking shifts in the cockpit. The moment those ships arrive, the Interrogator will open fire and have its TIEs buzz us, so we need to be ready to get out of the way at a moment's notice.

Phase 2 is infiltrating the vessel. Now, once we get access to the ship, our primary objective is already complete: having convinced the Rebels that our fleet being in position to intercept them was merely a coincidence. There is no imperative for us to attempt to sabotage the Rebels strong enough to risk capture. However, if we have the opportunity to assist in disabling the warship so we can capture it intact, that is obviously a benefit. So, for this operation, Rada will be the pilot for our band of mercenaries, I will be the mechanic and you will be the "muscle". Try to look grim and intimidating. She said sarcastically, indicating the soldier. She turned finally to the second commando.
You will be our prisoner, and potentially someone the Rebels have an interest in interrogating. Obviously we won't be giving up our bounty without compensation, but if the suggestion of letting them pay us for you gets us inside, then that does its job. Wait in the holding cell back there once we land, and turn your comlink on to monitor communications. Rada will turn his comlink on and leave it clipped to his belt, so you can listen to what goes on outside the cell. Remain there until needed, but if things start to go badly, let yourself out and start shooting. Take your gear and stow it in the cell, hide it under blankets or something, and wear binder cuffs, just don't lock them. Rada, if you need it, he will be your backup. He will hopefully have the element of surprise, so try not to waste it if you do need it.

My first plan if we are able to dock is to attempt to enlist help from a mechanic in fixing the ship. If I do manage to slip away, keep whoever is left occupied until I return. Lie to them if they ask questions, but if they get suspicious, shoot them before they can report in. This ship is our escape vehicle, so protect it, and if you get overwhelmed before I return, take off without me. Nothing gets accomplished by all of us being captured. In case it is needed, take any reference to "unruly banthas" in conversation to be your cue to start shooting. She leaned over Rada's shoulder and indicated one portion of the control panel.
You should like this. If shooting happens, this ship has some surprises in store for them. Just activate these controls here. She indicated the firing mechanism for the underslung E-Web blaster. Then she adjusted the ships transponder codes, switching over to the fake ID Rusted Duck.

Option two involves leveraging our captive as currency to get deeper into the ship and speak with someone of rank, but remember that once we get on board, our top priority is getting out again in one piece. No foolish heroics. She clapped Rada on the shoulder.
Alright pilot, take us out.

[RandomLunatic]

"Aye, aye, ma'am," Rada, throwing a mock salute and powering the ship up. "So who're we working for then?" he asked as he guided the freighter out of the hangar. "Not the bounty hunters make a habit of giving up their clients, but if we get jammed up against a wall, I wanna give an answer, and I want the stories to match if we get separated. For that matter, who're we? I can go as myself, and so can the merchandise, but you two," pointing to Tavik and the remaining commando, "Probably shouldn't. And while we're at it, somebody ought to go back and really disable the hyperdrive in case somebody thinks to check," he added.

[A'den]

Interrogator


"Aye Sir." Sr. Commander tossed Captain Kang a salute and turned to Commander Sandez. "Looks like we're in it for real today, of course if any of you chumps is up to it we could make interesting, anyone who doesn't earn an 'Ace' today is buying at the Sabacc table tonight. But I wouldn't get your hopes up too much, I'll be painting my third blood stripe on today."


Major Dagan smiled affectionately. "Yes Sir, thought I should remind you that 500 Stormtroopers are still planetary guarding the mining operations that are still ongoing."

She followed Tobias her stride matched his her prominent green eyes flashing in anticipation for the battle. She would hardly take place in the hostilities herself but coordinate operations from the CIC once Tobias had spoken to the men of the Interrogator's Marine Battalion.

"Sir the request for the Assault Shuttles has not yet been filled and we lack the proper hardened assault craft to launch a full boardering action if we are ordered to, but there are several stock freighters docked with the two Bulk-Cruisers in system we could use them to ferry troops aboard a disabled rebel craft."

As they entered the barracks deck it was in a stat of more or less controlled chaos various squads and platoons beginning accountability formation as Stormtroopers and regular line troopers alike were squirming into combat kit and checking out weapons from armories and receiving their full combat loads of energy cells, grenades, and combat accessories. Naval Security was rather stingy about who carried loaded blasters aboard the ship actively the policy was always a point of contention between the Corps, the Security Forces, and the Army.

"My gun's bigger." Drawled one trooper to the other was he hefted a blaster cannon on his shoulder the other man carried a standard E-11b rifle but looked non-plussed by his battle buddy's remarks. "Battalion Commander!"

The trooper called out and everyone snapped to attention as Colonel Tobias came int the hold.

Major Dagan nodded and picked out the two that had happened to call the hold to attention and briefly gave them the run down before sending them to report to Agent Tavik.


On the bridge a notable change vibrated through the floor panels as the ship's primary drives lit to life and brought ship onto an intercept course with the system's rimward navigation buoy. The ice blue flares showed the the planetary fleet's three Lancer-class Frigates burning hard toward the Interrogator's position. Their Captain reported in over holocomm all of them were fresh commands from Captain's fresh out of the pre-Command course. Two were boysih faced men from Caridia the last a rather severe looking woman in her late forties. They all acknowledge Captain Kang's orders and were converging on his position. Each had been at the system's rim point patrolling the pirate jump points.


Unknown Rebel Warship

The Gran guard looked up at Doctor Kradu's comment and uttered a string of high and low musical sounding syllables. Before laughing with a nauseatingly human quality and patting his service pistol with a smug smile.
Gran Language

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For the greatest martyr maker of all the stars? You better pray they just let me use my pistol instead of a Nexu.

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M4-X1: Heavy Repeater is down though you may be able to power your other weapons with a successful second attempt to make repair.

Dr. Kradu: Correct

Aboard Rusted Duck

The two commando's nodded to with Agent Tavik's brief they both appeared professional and alert. After she spoke and moved off to speak with Rada the one she had identified as the 'Captain' leered at his partner.

"You know Jenkins, your gonna owe me a salute when we get back." The other trooper rolled his eyes then they both rolled their eyes as the craft lifted off.





Fifteen minutes went by. The initial tension started to wear off as time crawled longer into the better part of an hour. Agent Tavik's vessel was in position a flight of TIE interceptor's running through dogfight maneuvers with the Tavik's personal craft. The three Lancer frigates took up positions in an reverse echelon with the Interrogator at the center. Tie flights were flying patrols across the various pirate and standard jump points.

The quiet buzz of activity broke, "Sensor contact! Thermal bloom. Sir I have three cruiser mass hyperspace blooms in sector X100Y097. I can't get a good read on them the IFF is going crazy here!"

The Ensign at the Sensor Control station called out, his voice cracked slightly as he tried to interrupt the IFF but the reading instead of coming in as normal text line descriptions were running with alpha numeric combinations.

"Their using some sort of jamming but they should be in visual range in a minute!"

It was hard to make them out as nothing more than specs against the brilliant mass of stars and stellar bodies.

The command net comm cracked, "This is Alpha 3 relaying visual feed. I have one Nebulon-B class Frigate, one Star Galleon-class Frigate, and one Escort Carrier."

A holographic display near the command council illuminated a three dimensional representation of the telemetry the TIE reported. The vessel were configured in a column formation with the Nebulon B Frigate mass shadowing the Star Galleon and the Escort Carrier bringing up the here. Each ship had a the large rebel crescent and stars splashed in a bright red orange color across prow.

"Their laun-" The feed and the transmission cut out as quickly as it began.

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The Battle space is set up in a cube with X, Y, and Z lines. X represents East/West 000-100, Y represent forward and back North/South 000-100.

The planetary gravity well is heaviest at X 000 Y 000 basically bottom left corner of the cube. The planet is obviously much larger than just a hundred squares but consider everything in the bottom left corner to be in orbit of Togoria. The two Imperial Bulk Cruisers would then be located in X002 Y 002 and X003 Y 001 in what would be the lowest safe orbit for a cruiser class vessel in orbit around Togoria. The rebel fleet would be roughly located at the edge of the planetary gravity well.

So hopefully I don't loose you all here but the following would be the lay out of the of all the relevant ships. Might help to draw it out on a piece of scratch paper.

Squares are in Starship Scale
Imperial Forces:
(Around Togoria)
Imp-Bulk Cruiser Troubadour: X002 Y 002 (Facing South)
Imp-Bulk Cruiser Wagoneer: X003 Y 001 (Facing South)

VSD - Interrogator: X040 Y050 (Facing North East) [8]
Imp-Lancer#1 Dart: X039 Y051 (Facing North East) Initiative: [8]
Imp-Lancer#2 Lash: X039 Y052 (Facing North East) Initiative: [10]
Imp-Lancer#3 Scourge: X041 Y051 (Facing North East) Initiative: [11]
Agent Tavik's Ship: Rusted Duck: X043 Y053
Delta Flight 1 - Comander Sandez Delta 1-3 [ in Formation]: X042 Y052
Delta Flight 2 - Delta 4-6: X040 Y050 Initiative: [16]
Alpha Flgiht 1 Alpha 1-4: X080 Y090 Initiative: [26]
Alpha Flight 2 Alpha 5-8: X040 Y053 Initiative: [16]
Alpha Flgiht 3 Alpha 9-12: X043 Y 050 Initiative: [27]
Bravo Flight Bravo 1-6: X040 X050 Initiative: [11]

Rebels Forces:
??? Nebulon-B Frigate: X100 Y097 Initiative: [2]
??? Star Galleon Frigate: X100 Y098 Initiative: [6]
??? Escort Carrier Frigate: X100 Y099 Initiative: [8]

Roll Initiative for your ship if you command one. If your onboard a ship and don't have a roll your actions will happen in the round/rounds of the ship your aboard. For instance coordinating the preparation of the boarding parties might take 20 rounds.

I'll try to build a map of some sort once I figure out what I can build it with.

[A'den]

Reaver

The Reaver dropped out of hyperspace into a boiling mass of confusion. The red pink ion trails of the three rebel warships burned brightly in the space ahead. Pinpricks of pale white light burned brightly the closet ship a long cigar shaped Escort Carrier was already disgorging a literal swarm of rebel fighters and larger bulky shuttles. A small Imperial picket of four TIE Fighters was already being engaged by the vanguard Rebel fighters. Togoria burned bright green and brown in the back drop.

Interposed between the Rebel warships was a single Star Destroyer and its picket ships. The normal planetary garrison was notably absent.

The comlink crackled harshly with static, short range scanners, and the targeting computer seemed to be having a digital seizure. An invisible pressure seemed to press against Sienn in the Force, one of the ships was throwing off immense mounts of electronic radiation that seemed to be jamming every short range or broadband system.

[RandomLunatic]

"Here they come," Rada said as the sensors painted new contacts on the board. "Hey wait... that's not the same ships that jumped me in Deysum. It's a new fleet."

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Initiative - (1d10+13)[18]
I suspect I will lose init to Mando, so I will hold off on my action.

[Thundercracker]

Kradu

"I don't understand whatever growling that was that passes for language on your backwater planet," Kradu replied to the Gran.

"There's a reason they call it Basic," he added.

He turned to M4.

"Maybe, but that won't do us much good without a weapon, right?" he whispered.

"Wait a minute..." the doctor muttered, examining the forcefield again.

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how would the blaster turret talent work here? It says I can construct 1 blaster turret per encounter, but doesn't provide cost or equipment requirements or anything. Maybe I can reconfigure the force field emitter (after cracking open a service panel or something)?

[BananaPhone]

"Sparkles, get that holorecorder ready!"

Heading into the engine room, Sienn pulled off some metal plates and stuck her hand in to pull back a hand of dark grease. Head into her refresher, she smeared the dark substance strategically across her features and, by the time she was done, she seemed to have a black eye and an injury to her side with her hand pressed against it. The extra bandage across her lightly toned tummy helped the situation as well. Some power-steering fluid provided a convincing blood splatter across the bandage. Hunching herself forward a bit, loosening her features to appear wounded and vulnerable, and Sienn could almost break out into a devious cackle at her disguise.

Clicking her fingers to bring her droid up, she issued it the proper orders to start its holorecording.

"This is Verana Italis! Mayday! I'm en-route to Togoria, I'm a courier medicinal supplies to the Togoria surface, credits on arrival! Bounty hunter by trade...
the employer thought I could slip in easily *pained wheeze*...but I ran into troubles with the Fireblade Cartel...barely made it out....I've frozen myself in the cryofreeze, please help!"

** end holotransmission **

Careful not to give too much information as to seem suspicious, and just enough to warrant bringing her on board the only ship with a tractor beam, the Nebulon-B, Sienn finished the message and instructed her droid to transmit it to the Nebulon-B.

Getting dressed in her space outfit, Sienn hops into her cryofreeze unit and sets the timer to release her upon exit from hyperspace.

oOo

The Reaver lurches out of hyperspace as the engagement was almost underway. Sparkles, following it's instructions, flies the Firespray towards the rebel invasion force, the weapons of The Reaver powered down and emitting an S.O.S signal. One of the fake transponders emitted a premade image - the Crimson Ferret, a bounty hunters ship specialising in locating missing refugees.

Beeping to himself, the astromech droid hails the Nebulon-B frigate.

If it does not reply, it beams the pre-recorded holorecording straight to the frigate.

[Thundercracker]

Dr. Doran Kradu

Kradu inspected the edges of the forcefield emitter again.

Oh, it's a Corellian design... I wonder if it's the ARC II series...

He tapped the wall next to the force field, seemingly looking for something. Kradu pressed with his palm against the wall and kicked the upper right corner of the emitter, once, twice, and the third time, a section of the paneling popped open half an inch. Now for the delicate part...

He dug his fingers under the top-right of the panel and leaned backwards, putting his weight on the far end and bending the panel just enough to... ZAP, a short circuit created a puff of plasma, vaporizing the bottom clamp of the panel and nearly burning his fingers, even at the top of the panel.

Doran smirked as a quick tug dislodged the panel entirely. Now he now had access to the inside of the force field emitter. He flipped the power regulator leading to the lower left emitter, then ripped out the emitter, popped out the focusing lens, flipped it over, then popped it back into the emitter. Now, instead of a steady field, it would create a focused beam of energy. Next, he reached into the wall, down below the dislodged panel. The Arc II had a short-term capacitor to keep the forcefields up in case of power failure. It should be round and smooth and... there! He twisted the capacitor, uncoupling it, and dragged it up, then connected it to the emitter, leaving one of the leads untouched.

Amazing what you can do with just a little bit of wire and know-how... and an incompetent QA team at the ARC forcefield design department.

With his makeshift blaster ready to go, Kradu leveled a kick at the lower right corner of the forcefield emitter. With enough blunt force impact, it should cause the forcefield to drop...

"Don't worry, we'll get outta this," he said.

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inspire confidence in the droid, for +1 atk for the rest of the encounter

[A'den]

The initial transmission never made it off the Reaver due to the overwhelming electromagnetic radiation emmitted by one of the Capital Ships. Static intference flooded the comm array until Sparlkes sent the tight beam transmission. After a minute the static broke and a young clear voice came across the comm array.

"Ms. Italis stand by and prepare to be brought aboard medical teams will be standing by.""

The Reaver flanked by two X-Wings was brought onto the Nebulon-B's aft hangar after all starfighters had launched.


The Gran looked up as the force field flickered and died. It cut loose with a a string of musical words and reached for its comlink.

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Dr. Kradu Roll Initiative. ]

[GAThraawn]

Fifteen minutes ago

Mira nodded as Rada raised his points, a small smile on her face. They were pertinent points, and she had expected them to be raised, but from the two trained commando operatives. It was pleasing that this mercenary had got in first with his questions, he was presumably used to thinking on his feet.
We will be working for someone whose cause the Rebels can have sympathy with, but not someone close enough that they might be working together. An independently wealthy Bothan, I think, angered over a massacre at his home colony on Concord Dawn in retaliation for suspected Rebel activity. Our captain here was responsible for overseeing the retaliation, and we have been hired to bring him to Bothan "justice". I am Melina Vance and our weapons expert here is Taybor Marshall, an ex-Imperial who left service after the destruction of Alderaan. You amy wish to consider adopting a name of your own, Rada, for security purposes. You never know when your name might be remembered. Now, "Taybor", if you could go back to the engine compartment and engage in some creative dismantling. Do your best to make it look like battle damage, please.

Now

The sensor board on board the Nightclaw beeped a split-second before the fleet dropped into the system, scrambling their scanners with their powerful jamming systems.
"Here they come, hey wait... that's not the same ships that jumped me in Deysum. It's a new fleet."

Well at least I was right about their entrance vector. A shame they couldn't have come a little closer. Oh well, we'll just have to go to them
This is it, everyone. Action stations. she called back into the hold of the ship.
Bring us up to full speed, on a course parallel to their inbound vector. Once we get closer, start to bank us closer to their fleet. "Taybor", fire up the laser cannon, start taking potshots at the TIEs. If you hit anything, it's coming out of your pay. Rada, raise our shields to 10%, make it look like we've taken some hits. Take evasive manoeuvres, but don't juke us about too much, or we might fly into some TIE fire. She reached past him to activate the communications panel.

Attention unidentified vessels, we are being pursued by Imperial craft. Do not, I repeat for the love of the Gods do not fire on us, please, our vessel is badly damaged, we can't take much more of this. Requesting any assistance you can offer, please, anything to get these glit-biting nerf herders off our backs. Her voice exploded into a sudden crescendo of alarm as she spoke into the comlink. Beside her, Rada gave her a brief glance as she changed from the hard-edged commander she had been moments ago to a panicking, frightened girl. She paused for a moment, before throwing one last comment into the transmission.
Oh, and if you're Imp forces, you can kark off and kriffing die.

[BananaPhone]

Blinking, panting softly and stretching her neck as the frost of the cryofreeze thawed away from her blue body, Sienn flex her fingers and grabbed some things from her ship while she washed up.

"Show-time buddy."

Grabbing her lightsabre, Sienn slid the thin object into her boot. She then holstered a data-card in her back-pocket and strapped a gem-studded glove to her right hand and a fingerless glove to her left. She then tucked a fang-sized talisman around her neck before zipping up her spacers jacket.

"Remember, power-down in the closet." the Twi'lek said to Sparkles, kneeling down next to him and affixing a fake restraining bolt. She inserted a data-chip into the small droid, downloaded the copy of the transmission she had sent earlier then took that small data-chip and slid it into one of the cracks upon her ship that couldn't be reached by normal means. Finally, she put a small commlink into her droids carriage compartment, before giving its head an affectionate stroke and stood up.

Moving to the cryofreeze unit, Sienn collapsed forward, landing on her back in front of the open unit as if it had malfunctioned and she had tumbled out. Facing upwards, she placed herself into a Force Trance to appear unconscious and near-death, then waited.



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Going into a Force Trance: (1d20+19)[30]

[ChronicLunacy]

Captain Andan Kang

Captain Kang watched the tactical readout for a good thirty seconds, silently deciding on a course of action. The crew knew well his habits, and his seeming inability to be rushed in these situations. He steepled his fingers below his chin, resting his elbows on the arms of his chair, and narrowed his eyes.

The Rebels had made aggressive use of large amounts of starfighters in the past, and this battle plan followed that habit. With the exception of the Nebulon-B frigate, the capital ships that had just jumped into the system were all but useless in a fight between capital ships. In the case of the escort carrier it was much like bringing a vibroblade to a blaster fight. He doubted that the vessel's armament could even scratch Interrogator's paint job. The problem was that they were outnumbered as much as four-to-one by the Rebel starfighters...and each of those X-Wing and Y-Wing class snub ships could riddle Andan's small flotilla of starships with proton torpedoes if they got close enough.

Fortunately, Andan had an ace in the hole. To be more accurate, he had three. The Lancer class frigates that had formed up on the Star Destroyer's flanks were designed and built to be fighter-killers. He hoped that those three frigates, plus some bold moves on his part, would be enough to turn the odds in his favor.

"Signal our starfighters to stay close. Force the enemy craft to engage them close to the Lancers and their quad-lasers. The frigates and the fighters will form a defensive screen, taking out any ordinance launched at us and any starfighters that attempt to break through." the Captain ordered.

"Helm, all ahead full. Tactical, as soon as the Escort Carrier is within range of the big guns, cut it apart." he said, almost as an afterthought. He needed to give Agent Tavik some time aboard the Nebulon-B to complete her mission, but the two other capital ships that had come with it were free game. "I want it removed from my starfield, gunner."

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Andan's going to charge straight in and start hammering the Rebels with the VSD's superior firepower. Lancers and starfighters will provide a defense against their starfighters. All TIEs will stay in close to avoid getting drawn into big furballs with multiple enemy fighters. Between the Lancers and our TIEs, along with Sandez our fighter ace, we should match their fighter strength.

Initiative: (1d20)[8]

I'm going to use Combined Fire on the Escort Carrier for an extra die of damage with the VSD's big boomers.

[Seanfall]

M4-X1

M4 listened as the Doctor talked, while he did he tried again to restart his arm/wrist mounted weapons. The heavy repeater was down for now, but he needed to be armed either way.

He nods when Kardu inspires him, his receptors studying as he brought the field down. Weather or not his weapons went back up he would mimic the the actions striking in similar points of his own cage.

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Mechanics: (1d20+8)[22] supposed to be +13 but -5 for attempting self repairs.
In case I get free
init: (1d20+14)[34]

edit: I think I rolled a 20 on Init. O.o

[A'den]

The comm interferene played hell with the Rusted Duck's sensors it cut for a moment as a tight beam transmission beamed to it flashing a line of text:

PROCEED TO X075 Y090 X-WINGS ON INTERCEPT COURSE STAY ALIVE AND YOU'LL GET OUT OF THIS.


The Reaver was brought aboard the Rebel frigate. Marines surrounded the craft, engineers crowded around the airlocck and lit their plasma cutters and burned a hole through the airlock. Marines pounded onto the ship and found Sienn collapsed outside of the cryopod.

"MEDIC!" A pair of white armored combat medics stormed up the gangplank with a stretcher. With a few quick measured movements they had Sienn safely bound on the stretcher and were double timing it to the medical center flanked by a team of marines. When Sienn arrived in the Medical bay the Frigate was already vibrating from the discharge of energies as the warship lived up to its name.

[Thundercracker]

Kradu stepped out of the holding cell and turned the makeshift blaster on the Gran.

"Surprise," he said, connecting the last remaining lead.

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init: (1d20+11)[31]
Atk:(1d20+10)[11]
Dmg: (3d6)[7]
I'm not sure whether to add level bonus to damage or point blank shot bonus to this attack/damage. We can add them in if they should be, I guess.

[RandomLunatic]

15 Minutes Ago
"Ah, the curse of name recognition," Rada said. [color=blue]"Well, nicknames are workable. Let's go for 'Slick'."

15 Minutes Later
Now you tell me, Rada thought, dumping most of the energy from the shield generators into the engines, making the freighter take off like a shot towards the Rebel ships.

"Well, there's our invitation. Shall we?" he asked, but did not bother waiting for an answer before steering towards the given coordinates, throwing a few jukes just to be sure.

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Full: All-out move to X51, Y61.

There are no rules for reducing your ship's SR, but I am hoping it would be something like free action and a DC 5 Mechanics check or so.

[BananaPhone]

Sienn resisted the urge to flinch as she was aware of the rebels cutting into her ship with their tools. It wouldn't impede the escape, as one airlock door would protect against the vacuum...but it was still a repair she didn't want to have to make.

Still aware of her surroundings via her Force Trance, Sienn made mental notes of the direction she was being taken and the general behaviour of those on board.

When she reaches one of the medical bays, the twi'lek waits until the two combat medics leave. She was stable and fine for now, so she doubted she'd be a priority target...once they left, she turned her extra-sensory perceptions to the rest of the bay. At the same time, she started slowly, slowly, undoing the buckles that held her straps in place beneath the stretcher.

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Force Trance: Who else is in the bay?
Use the Force Check: Move Light Object to start unbuckling her bindings: (1d20+19)[26]

[GAThraawn]

Mira leaned back into the comm array, filling her voice with relief and a hint of exhaustion.
Thank you, thank you so much, we're on our way. She flipped off the switch and returned to her usual, icy-cool tone.
I think they like a damsel in distress. Take us in, "Slick", I'm going to check that the other two are ready.

[ChronicLunacy]

Captain Andan Kang

Even as the Interrogator's engines spooled up to full to propel the battleship forward into the fray, Captain Kang remained in his chair with his chin on his hands. His eyebrows knitted together in consternation. It wasn't the clear disadvantage in starfighter support that had him vexed, though that was a significant problem. Instead, it was the Rebels use of sensor jamming that was the cause of the Captain's concern.

As far as he could see, there was no reason besides general fog-of-war battlefield confusion to use such a tactic in this instance. It was possible that it was simply to keep the Imperials from calling for help, but the thought hadn't entered Andan's mind once before or during the encounter.

The third, and most dangerous, option was that the sensor and communications jamming the Rebels were using had been employed to keep the Imperial flotilla from noticing another group of Rebel starships...perhaps troop carriers...that had jumped in along another vector. The idea made Kang's teeth clench as he realized that if that was the case there was nothing he could do to help the Imperial forces on the ground on Togoria until this battle was concluded. If only that porcine dolt Ronsu had remained in the system instead of chasing off after spotty intel they wouldn't be having this problem... With Hammer and Anvil present they would have had more than enough starfighters AND capital ship coverage to deal with any potential threat the Rebels might bring to bear.

But they weren't present.

The only thing Andan could do was conclude this battle in space with haste, then if there was another problem to be solved he would turn his attentions, and the two-thousand troops he had on board the Interrogator, upon it.

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If it's unclear, Captain Kang is currently pulling a Gendo.

[A'den]

Interrogator.

The TIE/LNs of Alpha Flight 1 quickly became engaged in a dogfight with a group of X-Wings near their position. Alpha 3 was destroyed outright but not before crippling a Rebel X-Wing. Telemetry data from the other TIEs became useless as they became embroiled with the flight of X-Wings. The bulk of the enemy fighter group closed with the Interrogator's position. It was almost impossible to get a good fix on the three Rebel warships, the only indication of movement was the bubble of sensor interference closing with the Imperial battle group. Out of the lead edge of the jamming bubble burst forth squadrons of Rebel fighters that began to light up the holo-display in the CIC like an angry swarm. The spread was X-Wings, Z-95 Headhunters, and Y-Wings in support/bomber rolls. A second wave squadron followed the first wave of fighters but these craft were larger blocky and registered as Assault Shuttles.

"Sir I have 36x X-Wings, 24x Y-Wings, and 24x Z-95 Headhunter type fighters as well as 12x Assault Shuttles closing with our position."

Rebel Warship - Medical Bay
In the medical bay the two Rebel marines stood guard, a 21-b Medical Droid looked over its supplies but the rest of the bunks were empty at the moment with all crew manning their battle stations. The two marines looked up at the sound of rattling that came from Sienn's bunk. The both were armored in blast vests and helmets and carried standard Alliance blaster rifles which meant they were liberated Imperial E-11b's. The first marine on the left side of the door was a young kid with bright blue eyes and a bit of unruly red hair sticking out from beneath his helmet.

"Ma'am try to stay calm down the Medical Officer can see to you after the battle. 2-1b looks like she's going to need a sedative."

At that moment the security alert started ringing and he rubber necked toward the door.



Rebel Warship - Brig
The Gran guard looked to have an almost epilitic seizure when Doctor Kradu went to fire his blaster. The comlink raised to its lips and but Kradu was faster on the draw. He pulled the trigger.

Nothing, the blaster was dysfunctional.

The Gran stopped flinching and looked at Kradu it muttered into its comlink and drew its own blaster.

"Don't move." Its basic was appalling but easily understood it motioned with it's barrel for the Doctor to put down the makeshift blaster. At the same time the security alert klaxxon began ringing through out the ship.

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M4-X1: You successfully repair your 20 points of damage. Bringing online your blaster cannon, blasters, and your shields begin to charge (5SP). Your still locked in the cell.

Rusterd Duck
"Rusted Duck with is Green Leader break port we'll be in range in sixty seconds." Rada's comm crackled. The IFF began coming to life as a large group of Rebel fighters appeared on sensors now. They were difficult to see at range but a cluster of stars directly infront of her was distinctly growing brighter. The shadow of Togoria's moon fell as it sunk over the planet's horizon and the star's prime sun played light against the hulls of the three alliance vessels that were beginning to grow in clarity.

Taybor in the engineering compartment had made a complete mess of the compartment, there was even a minor reactor coolant leak. Not a hazardous level but long term exposure was not advised. The rest of the room looked like it had been rocked by an artillery strike.

"Look alright, Ma'am?"

Other trooper acting as the Captain had finished changing and looked rather worse for wear with artfully applied grease and blood from where he had used his own knife to cut a small flesh wound in his scalp. His uniform was dingy and bloody and the rank tabs hung loosely from his collar.

"Captain Rex always puts up a fight Ma'am before surrenderin'" The trooper drawled and presented himself for inspection. The man had not even thought twice about self-mortification to make his appearance look real. His hands were clasped loosely in the binder cuffs.

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If no one has any other actions they want to take I can skip us forward to the lead star-fighter engaging each other and long range for the capital ships.

[ChronicLunacy]

Captain Andan Kang

"Alert Bravo Flight to focus on the assault shuttles. Gunners, target those shuttles and fire at will for the moment, but alert me when we have the escort carrier in range." the Captain said, seemingly nonplussed. "And someone tell Colonel Tobias that there is a slight possibility that we will be entertaining guests."

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I'd like to blast apart those assault shuttles if I can. It's at a -1 to hit with my weapons (with the Captain aiding) , but there's still a decent chance of destroying a few before they get to us if their reflex saves are anything like a Lambda class shuttle. The TIE Bombers will focus on them too, if possible.

I can roll a few times for the different batteries if you want to go ahead and resolve it?

Captain's Tactics Roll for Aid: (1d20+17)[20]
Heavy Turbolaser Battery 1: (1d20-1)[1] (1d20-1)[15]
Heavy Turbolaser Battery 2: (1d20-1)[13] (1d20-1)[2]
Heavy Turbolaser Battery 3: (1d20-1)[1] (1d20-1)[9]
Heavy Turbolaser Battery 4: (1d20-1)[5] (1d20-1)[11]
Double Turbolaser Battery 1: (1d20-1)[13] (1d20-1)[1]
Double Turbolaser Battery 2: (1d20-1)[19] (1d20-1)[6]
Double Turbolaser Battery 3: (1d20-1)[14] (1d20-1)[9]
Double Turbolaser Battery 4: (1d20-1)[14] (1d20-1)[2]
Heavy Ion Battery 1: (1d20-1)[0] (1d20-1)[19]
Heavy Ion Battery 2: (1d20-1)[8] (1d20-1)[6]

EDIT: If these assault shuttles are Colossal or larger, just add 20 to all my rolls. And if they have Vehicular Combat, the batteries will pair off to have two fire at the same shuttle. (Targeting 5 of them every round instead of 10.)

EDIT 2: Jeezy creezy I hope these aren't the Imperial Assault Shuttles from the Starships book! That SR is ridiculous!

[BananaPhone]

Sienn lay there, looking up at the marine that turned his head.

When he turned back, "Yikes! That sounded like damage to the aft of the ship - you and your buddy should go and check it out incase there are any wounded that need retrieving to the medical bay!"

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Use the Force: Mind Trick vs targets will defense: (1d20+19)[26]

[Thundercracker]

kradu

"Ha! Just kidding," Kradu said, "didn't they tell you I had a great sense of humor?"

The doctor jammed both leads onto the contact points, hoping for at least one burst of energy, then dodges to the side and presses the release button for M4's cell forcefield (if there is one readily apparent).

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free action to attempt to fire the turret again.
Standard to open the cell door if it won't fire or is clearly useless.
Atk: (1d20+10)[15]
Fp: (2d6)[2][4](6)
Dmg: (3d6)[12]
Mechanics (if necessary): (1d20+19)[25]
Knowledge tech (if necessary): (1d20+19)[24]

[A'den]

Medical Bay

The two guards went slight slack jawed, "We need to go check the damage to the aft of the ship!"

The 2-1B Medical Droid then stuck the sedative needle into Sienn's arm. The clear liquid pumped in the standard patient dosage to knock a standard weight humanoid unconscious.

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Treating this as a standard touch against an immobilized target. Your bindings are unbuckled but still on top of you.
(1d20+3)[8] vs Fortitude. On a hit you move down the condition tracker to Unconscious, on a miss you just move one step down the condition tracker. (i.e. slowed reflexes from being drugged)

Brig

The guard already raised his weapon to fire when Dr. Kradu's second attempt shot an orange blaster bolt straight in the guard's face. He dropped like a broken puppet his face a blackened ruin. The controls for the field to M4-X1's cell chirped and the force field switched off.