IC (Carawyn Jade): Jade groaned as Nentir's turbolaser shot barely scraped the thrusters, blasting apart what looked like a street food vendor situated on a tower some distance away. The Zeltron Padawan could almost smell calamari as the Quarren vendor was engulfed in an explosion of grease and flames. The Gozanti Cruiser continued to rise, undeterred by traffic, which parted like curtains in a hurricane before the rising ship.A distant shrieking pounded against Jade's eardrums, starting softly at first, before rising into a crescendo peppered with the staccato of laser cannons. The Padawan turned in time to see two Vaksai, traditional Black Sun fighters, rush past the group, shooting a hail of laser fire and two concussion missiles at Nentir's Solar Sailor.The Padawan whirled as more sounds came, a mingling of the whine of blasters, and the distinct sharp crack of slugthrower rifles. A slug pinged off of the Flitknot, causing the Zeltron to dive with the speeder once again. "One, two, three, four, five. Five enemies in speeders." The Zeltron looked around. "Vroon, Nentir, it looks like the Vaksai are coming in for another pass." He glanced up. The Gozanti Cruiser was rapidly disappearing, melding into streams of traffic as it shot towards space.OOC:Strack, what happened to the missiles?
QuoteRed streams of energy bridged the gap between the star-fighters and their quarry, followed up by two streams of smoke, concussion missiles. The speeders, slower than the starfighters, lagged behind somewhat.
IC (Captain Tremaine): Captain Tremaine had been sipping his tea, half-heartedly checking the scores of the big grav-ball game with the rest of the bridge crew when he received a communication that his starfighters had finished refueling and were on their way back to the ship. The Lance was holding steady in orbit. As was customary for what amounted to a light escort and courier operating on the capital of the Republic, the shields were down. No one would be stupid enough to shoot a Republic Navy vessel. Not with dozens of other Navy ships a comm-shout away.The Captain, a non-clone human born and bred on Coruscant chuckled, and was about to comm the Zeltron Jedi Commander when a flurry of red caught his eye just outside the viewport. A battered-looking Gozanti Cruiser had exited the atmosphere and was coming, all guns blazing, at the Lance.Tremaine watched in horror as red lights began to blaze on the consoles. Apparently, his assumption had been wrong. The Lance's shields flared to life, but the damage had already been done. One of the Cruiser's wild quad-laser shots had managed to score a lucky hit, severely damaging the ship's external targeting systems.
GM IC (Darth Recusatia): Darth Recusatia surveyed the group of apprentices and Lords standing before her. She noted the telltale signs of stress on a couple of the apprentices. Fists clenching and unclenching, shoulders moving ever so slightly as their breathing quickened. She looked serenely at the group, before her lips formed a smile. "Those of you who think you'll be dropped off at the edge of the Jedi encampment and told to fight them head on can relax. Patience is the virtue of a Sith. Knowledge is power. And victory is much more than running an opponent through with a saber." The Mirialan's smile was icy. "Failure to take into account these things will be-" The Darth paused, as if picking an appropriate word. "- a disappointment.""Several hours remain before dawn on Lehon. Apprentices, you will be dropped off approximately 13 miles from the Jedi position, on a separate island. For your sakes, I hope you had the foresight to bring survival kits with you. The Lords will observe your progress from the ship." The Darth smiled and raised her hand. The exit ramp slowly opened to darkness. The infiltrator hovered just over a dense-looking jungle. Humidity and the sound of songbirds rushed up from it, into the hold. "Nwûl tash.
Dzwol shâsotkun.Shâsotjontû châtsatul nu tyûk.Tyûkjontû châtsatul nu midwan.Midwanjontû châtsatul nu asha.Ashajontû kotswinot itsu nuyak.Wonoksh Qyâsik nun."
"Apprentices, you may now jump."
Edited by Madara: Mangekyou Master, Jun 12 2013 - 11:27 PM.