((we only have one ssd. and our planets, techniccally about 20 between the 2 of us, provide money from taxes and other processes. the ssd hes talking about belongs to the enemy on hefran. so ya. and it wasnt my idea for the planetary turbolasers and stuff. so dont attack me.))
a spce trooper slowly turned. the others took positions around the bridge. the space trooper captain clanked forward in his suit towards jacen. "my commander informs me that you attacked in the intention of retrieving your friend, knowing that he wasnt here." the space trooper knew what this one was doing. "if your so great a jedi, why cant you tell that we havent been lying. if you cant act like a true jedi, like my father, you are not deserving of the title. you are only deserving of one title." he stopped and his visor popped open. he stared with hate at jacen, baring his teeth anD clenching the control to his blaster in his glove. "SITH." he turned and stared into the pink light. he walked towards an airlock and spliced it open. his squad entered and sealed their suits. he stared at jacen until the door closed and he sealed his visor shut. the outer door opend and his team exited. they entered there shuttle and left.
the boarding force retreated carrying there wounded. the boarding craft left, landing back on the avenger. the avenger used its tractor beams to sling the reaver back into space towards hoths moon, only managing two kilometers. the avenger jumped into hyperspace towards hefran.
morcon orderd the cannons a temporayr cease fire. he ordered them to charge to full power. now they only had to wait.
jaft sat with his legs at an awkward position near his friends. they laughed and told jokes. everyone got quet when the orbital cannons grew quiet. jaft stared towards the captain. what was happening?
gren smiled at the new rank. he ordered the escort carriers to prepare to release fighters to relese starfighters and ordered the water shield to charge weapons and get into position. its heavy defense shields would defend the malta. the malta got into its position and became what gren had planned as its initial purpose. a mobile command center with the same capabilities as a battleship. he turned to the transciever "i believe that a battle is at hand grand admiral." he watched the viewscreen as a star dreadnaught sped towards their fleets.