Star Wars Galaxy At War RP Thread

The Dark Blade thundered into hyperspace.

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"We are locking on tractor beams, stand-by."

"Bring them into the shuttle bay, lieutenant"

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The shuttle settled to the Tyrents Fist's bay and the pilot lowered the ramp. "End of the line, would all passengers please check all identificatio-"

The pilot was cut short as the blue blade of a lightsaber pierced the mans throat. Its humm receded as Sear deactivated the weapon and turned to the rest. "If the admirals are gone, then the mans mood didn't fit." He said coldly, and walked out of the shuttle. From his friends, his comrades, but he waited for his master.

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"Captain, fighters incoming!"

"Let Farsight squadron deal with them, Gundark squadron is to escourt us to the assault shuttles, we must collect the troops left behind by the Dark Blade."

"Yes, sir."

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An explosion rocked the keel of the Rebel Vengance as the two SSD's, including Blue Riot, cleared a path for themselves and the ships rallying behind them, blasting away with all their surface guns. They could have won the fight that day, but the losses wouldn't have made it worth while.

The two SSD's jumped into hyperspace. Their heading... Hoth.

Satana glanced at the data pad before watching Sear walk out. She glanced at Aya and frowned. "What was that about?" She shut the data pad off and sighed softly.

"He was trying out his new shoes." She said cannily. Indeed, Vassisk's loss was quite a shock. The pilot didn't know however so it wasn't his fault really. Strange. Sraf removed her helmet. "Come." She ordered Satana Syphinx(?) in her trooper test, uh, I mean; disguise.

Sear watched them pass but sensed Satana under that Elite Stormtrooper uniform and suddenly felt sorry, for the man didn't have to die. After all, the dead don't learn. "I'm sorry." He whispered quietly after her and looked up as Banis stepped off the shuttle (sorry for moving ahead OF).

Forrester remained on the shuttle, expectantly waiting for Q'Anilia to stand, or answer his quiries.

Aya shook her head. "I'm sorry you had to see that Satana but war is a fickle thing."

Satana smiled and opened her mouth to speak, but glanced over her shoulder for a moment, looking back at Darran. She wanted to talk to him so badly... Oh well... It will have to wait. She sighed and turned back, walking easily beside Aya. "It's ok. I'm use to war. I was Jacen's lover for over 10 years after all." She said that quietly. "No matter. I can keep up with the men. No need to worry." She smiled and glanced over at Aya.

*Feeling Fine [CJ Stone edit] plays just because I like it*

"I have no doubt." Aya replied as they walked. "I'm sure Jacen would want you back, he might get jealous of you hanging out with me." She laughs a little. The deck plates shudders from a turbo laser hit and the lights flicker. "Space battle must be catching up with us."

PA: "Medical teams to main hanger bay!" Echoed through the shuttle bay.

"Things are heating up I see." The deck shuddered from another shield hit.

PA: "All gun crews to battle stations, incoming frigates! Battle stations!"

She sneered and fingered the blaster in her hand. "Jacen can got to hell for all I care... His men nearly killed me and my best friend... No matter, I'd rather be at your side anyways." She sighed and took her finger off the trigger, moving easily through the ship even with the shuddering deck. "A part of me would still die to be at his side again... But It's a small part of me."

Aya stopped. The hallway lights flickered. "You may find the Imperial Alliance a much different learning curve to what you are used to on Mandolore. Although we are not the Empire, we are certainly rooted to it." She turned to face the hallway. "As we are the New Republic." She smiled. "If only Palpaine could see now what we've done with our part of his Empire."

"Why did I not reveal mysel-.. Well captain, depending on what the rest of the sentence would have been, the answer could vary, but I will answer"

She paused, rising from her seat. She raised her hand and the dead body of the pilot floated up to a seat in the far end of the shuttle. The hole in his throat disappeared, covered by regrowth skin.

"My past contains dark choices that required meditation. By the time I had figured out a solution, an answer, Taris and the Jedi could no longer have been saved by my hands. My former companions and fellow Jedi had fallen victim to the inevitable death. So I remained hidden"

The blood on the floor of the shuttle started sliding in her direction, and as it was by her feet it slowly floated upwards in the air, like a flying puddle. Q'Anilia closed her fist tight, and the blood dissolved into thin air. The blood of course, did not come from the lightsaber, but from how he hit his head when he fell.

"I lived the life of a wanderer, traveling from system to system. Coruscant was my primary location for many years, and I successfully hid myself from the force. I hid from all Republicans, Jedi and Sith alike that would come and go troughout the millenias. From Taris, I have seen it all. From the depths, in time, I learnt to follow conversations that took place as far away as the other side of the planet by focus. Soon enough, I learnt how to connect with the force that flow trough the planet, and could follow every desired conversation that took place on the planet. I learnt how to filter it out, and I learnt secrets not belonging for mortal, nor Jedi or Sith minds"

She gave out a sigh, and her thoughts drifted for a brief moment from where she stood. Speaking of the past made it flash trough her mind at a horribly rapid rate. She gasped then and placed her hand against the wall for support so she wouldnt fall to the ground from the shock of returning to her 'body'.

"That was my answer if your question was about why I did not reveal myself in the past. At least the version of it that I like the most, and the only version you need to know. I have learnt secrets trough the millenias that was better of in my mind alone. Now here is my response if your question is about why I did not reveal myself today, the answer is simple. You did not need to know"

Her disoriented smile turned to one almost taunting, as she had a seat once again and looked at the captain from where she sat. Knowledge was the center of the universe. Knowledge was power. Knowing what knowledge to be shared with whom was a simple task for her to decide. Neither one of the two would have benefited of her identity.

"We have gotten as many drop ships as we can. Captain, we had better get out of here before they send more than frigates after us."

The captain looked over as Aya and her Stormtrooper escort stepped into the round white, pristine bridge. On the viewport was the huge but dwindling space battle as IA Star Destroyers all began making their exit.

PA: "Prepare for battle! This is not a drill!"

The who ship shook from a glancing blow. Several consoles exploded in sparks. Screams of the officers were nothing but a precursor to the coming slugging match, before they could get out of the moons gravity field. "By the Force! Captain, half that entire fleet is turning for us! The rest are engaging the Mandolorians."

"Are the Dark Blade's droships on board?"

Another voice: "A minute... I read a last dropship."

The captain tore his eyes from the massing enemy ships. His expressiom bleak. "I-"

Aya stepped forward. "Pilot, take us out of here!"

The pilot's eyes brightened. "Yes, ma'am."

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"Shadow six, where are you!"

Hetar brought his fighter up to speed and loosed a torpedo at an approaching cruiser. Then supplying lasers to the same impact site. An explosion erupted from that point.

"Shadow leader, this is Gundark leader. We're pulling out!"

"Right, I'm heading your way, we're in a real butt of a Hutt here!"

"I'll tell Jabba's rancor next time I see it, to pull you out!" Gundark leader joked.

"Regret is a restriction, my apprentice. If you get hung up in the past, it will complicate your future. The man is dead by your hand. Leave it with that knowledge and move on. Basing your actions on the feelings of others over yourself is another restriction that too will limit your progress. You need to think inwards before thinking outwards. Be true to yourself, reach for the skies, and then you can start thinking outwards, and about others. You shall come first .... always"

Darth Banis walked down the lowered ramp, and turned to watch the new woman as she did. She was a Jedi Exile from the era of the Old Republic. The fact that she was alive amazed Banis, but only to the degree where envy had stepped in. The secret of immortality was something Banis had yet to unfold. She turned then to Aya Sraf, placing a hand over her shoulder.

"Your admiral Vassisk aint dead. Thrawn however, I can not sense. That, of course, doesnt mean he is not alive. Vassisk is among people not part of the Imperial Alliance. Captured, in simple words. Captured or rescued. Tough to tell from a distance such as this one"

(Aya nodded and proceded to the bridge RPed already)

((Your pilot has an intro...))

Sear lowered his head. "Must be the Jedi in me." He joked. "I still feel compassion for, as you might say, lesser beings." He began walking with her. "That Q'Anilia is a most interesting being. I also sense the pilot is now alive." Sear was not puzzeled, just curious.

Quietly she listened to Aya's words and nodded. She would watch, and she would learn. Her gaze shifted to Banis as she spoke. Maybe the IA isnt so bad. She shifted her weight and continued on beside Aya.

(I'll be back later on)

Forrester watched in interest as the pilots eyes snapped open and he heaved. "Very nice." (The pilot can be your character if you like. Be back later.)

"Do not get too fascinated with her. The new status of the pilot was her doing, and she hold knowledge perhaps even I can only dream of, but I suggest you keep your distance. The holocrons spoke of her as an extremist Jedi, whom slaughtered her own just because there was a chance one of them were in contact with the dark side. Her not showing any hostility to either one of you and I inside the shuttle is a riddle, even to me"

Darth Banis was walking with her apprentice on the side. She couldnt help but to watch over her shoulder to where the woman sat. It was not fear that ran trough Banis, and by the stars, for the sake of Sear's well being he better not think so. No, she was only cautious. The Jedi exile that sat in the shuttle was if possible even more powerful than Banis herself. Not a chance of a fact that Banis was very fond in.

"And do not let her eyes elude you. She is blind, but see things more clearly than all on this ship combined. On a whole different plane. She belongs to an extinct species called Miraluka, born blind, supposively slaughtered in the early Old Republic era by the Sith Lord named Darth Nihilus. If she turns in your direction, she will not see just you, but trough the shell thats called body. Even without your approval, you will bare her your very spirit .... if she is as powerful as one would think.

Be cautious around her, Darth Sear. The Miraluka, seers as they are called, can twist your mind by revealing things about you that not even you know"

the aldon came to a halt near the sluis van shipyards. it sent requests to the shipyard to release the newest warship from the docking arm after outfitting it with a small crew of droids, just enough to fly it to hoth. the 2 ships docked, and captain del gona, along with several gaurds and human officers, boarded the ship. the 2 ships turned and jumped to hoth.

((just a question, in relation to the dark blades jump to hoth, when approximately would my ships arrive, since it would take at least 2 and a half hours to retrieve the new ship, plus however long to jump from endor to sluis van. oh, and also, a note on the aldon, it is slightly reminiscent of a blimb with large engines and several guns. plus holes in the sides for fighters and more guns.))

"Rest"

She spoke to the pilot, before rising once more. The pilot unwillingly fell asleep and Q'Anilia walked outside the shuttle. She turned to face Forrester where he sat, and she smiled.

"With Darth Sidious gone, there is no reason for me to remain in Exile. As a token of my gratitude for your hospitality, I will answer whatever questions you have. I hid on Coruscant for over a millenia, percepting every conversation. I have listened to the whisperings of the force and galaxy since birth, and even seen what is to come but has not yet occured. What I will do next, I will decide once we reach your destination, Hoth. For now, ask and I will answer"

As she was reaching the end of her sentence, she turned to face the two Sith that was walking away. The conversation held between the two was no secret to her, but she did not care less about it. The fact that they were Sith would meet proper actions in time, but she had no intentions to even interact with the two at the time being.

Q'Anilia was not very fond at answering to the Imperial Alliance, but saw this more as answering to captain Forrester than the faction itself. She was no longer a Jedi. It was a lifestyle she a long time ago abandoned. She would speak to Forrester as a friend, and not an ally. She wouldnt do the misstake that many had done before her, and see the world in black and white, light and dark, good and evil.

She was grateful that he permitted her presence without pointing blasters and high security, and would repay his hospitality with gratitude and in every way thinkable. Mostly, by doing the only thing she knew well, which was to share knowledge.

a schematich if the aldon, albeit a very poor one. it should help you get a feel for the ship.))

The IA fleet albeit damaged will arrive directly in system around Hoth, those without the correct IFF code (such as the Blue Riot) head for Sluis Van. The Dark Blade heads directly for Sluis Van. It will take the Dark Blade over 4 hours on their back-up hyperdrive to arrive so Juion wont be RPed for a while.))

((Nice diagram, its a paint program right?))

The Tyrants Fist deftly and sleekly moved through the enemy fleet, exchanging fire. It then flickered and vanished into the relative safety of hyperspace.

Forrester nodded and followed. "I'm sure you can answer many questions, however I doubt now is the time." He stepped off the shuttle and with a fleeting glance at the mag-con field, began walking through the shuttle bay. "I will arrange a comfortable cabin for you, is there anything you would like, personal prefrences?" He entered the hallway. "Calamari architecture has always fasinated me... So I'm afraid the worst I could do is give you a room with a swimming pool."

that means the dark blade would arrive right as my fleet left, and yes, the program is bassically microsoft paint, but everything looks cleaner and there are about 20 times as many features as the former. i still haven't gotten good at making stuff with it. it's called "paint.net" sometimes i use it to make simple siggies.))