Star Wars Galaxy At War RP Thread

"Interesting. Very interesting. You will be the new captain of this ship. Objection isnt a privilege you have yet. In time, you will earn my trust"

Rhonin extended his arm, and the unconcious captain floated upwards to the hand of the large man. The fist wrapped around his throat and the bright blue line flared as the proboscises came out of the mask once again, reaching for the captain although this time not stopping. The slime tentacle-like things entered the captain's head trough the nose and while Rhonins mask flared bright blue, the pupils of the rebellious captain faded.

"Take this as another example. You help me, or I help myself trough you. I know not who this Vader character is, but defy me and you'll wish you were with him. Show loyalty to me and you'll see its worth its while"

Rhonin knelt down and held the mindless captain in his arm as he nursed on the knowledge and force that dwelled inside his victim, litteraly sucking it out of him. A disciple of Rhonin entered the chamber, bowing down to his master. He turned then to the crew.

"Those of you who have made up your mind, follow me to the bridge and we'll go trough the details. Great Lord Rhonin, Pride of the Galaxy, Master of the Force will be along shortly with coordinates and destinatin"

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Tyri giggled and blew a kiss towards Julius. Watching him fly in the simulator sure more thrilling than watching him fly in real life, since in real life she could not follow him as detailed as with the simulator screen flashing everything he does and later on brings in statistics.

"Oh, we will most certainly. Dont think you'll get away from me that easily, sweetheart"

Tyri grinned as she took another sip from her tea, leaning back on her seat and watched Julius.

Originally posted by Jedireaper
Sorry been distracted. Drastically.))

Daran nodded. "Well, lets try and enjoy ourselves." He pulled her into the bustling cantina and selected a quiet corner of the room.

(You can say that again. No sweat 😛)

Q'Anilia smiled as she was 'looking' around, which was morelike turning her ears in various directions to listen to different conversations being held at the cantina. She took then a seat next to Daran and relaxed, leaning back and tilting her head to rest it.

"Want to talk about it, apprentice? Your heart should carry no weights"

Q'Anilia was referring to the way Daran had reacted to Satana, as well as the way Satana has reacted to Daran and Q'Anilia. She was blind, but could see still what was going on. At least, that something somewhere was wrong.

The Lieutenant smiled at this new higher up, this powerful leader figure, as he sucked the captains brains out. "As you wish mi'lord." The Lieutenant calmly stepped forward and turned to face the deciple. "I will partake of this." He walked out, military straight.

Several other officers wearily followed him, unsure but willing to follow the Lieutenant rather than share their fate with their Captain. Several other operators joined as did a quite few of the Stormtroopers. The remaining would be soon to follow through to their mindless deaths in both respects.

***

Julius climbed into the sim and selected the listof available figters while waiting till Kel answered. His thoughts, meanwhile, were on being with Tyri for a day, he had earned it after being on alert status for over two days straight.

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Daran looked away from her and motioned for a server. He looked at the ice table and smiled a little. "I don't know, what is there to talk about? I mean you already know." He survayed the cantina, taking in the crowd of pilots hustled around tables near the simulators.

"What are you having?"

The disciple walked just in front of the newly appointed captain. A brief description of the disciples appearance was a black robe with an emblem on the back, very similar to the edge 'wheel' on Rhonin's mace. The rattle sound in his walk indicated an armored underlay beneath the robe, although he was far lighter in his steps than his leader- implicated a light-weight armor. Just like all other disciples they passed in their walk, this one did not have anything over his face.

"This is your ship, so no introduction is necessary. Lord Rhonin trust that you will not fail him, and I share his calm in the matter. With the minor exception of the newly installed throne on the bridge which we brought from the lord's stasis chamber, everything is the way it was left"

The disciple entered the bridge, bowing down and allowing the captain and the crew to pass. He gestured with his hands that they should take their positons.

"My name is Lhok the disciple. The number one of Rhonin. Be forewarned that Rhonin care not for ranks, only loyalty. Fail him and he will think about it for only as long as it takes to snap a finger, be it you or me, and then find a replacement. Your new job as a captain makes you answer to no one lesser than lord Rhonin or myself. You outrank everyone else. You've been given a great honor"

The disciple pressed a few buttons and opened a galactic map, and started pointing.

"Now to our assignment. Great lord Rhonin could not pinpoint the destination, but he could sweep up the tracks to the Outer Rim regions and more specificly the Anoat sector. He could sense larger quantities of life-forms and a certain ripple in the force, from at least two or three powerful wielders of the force. The great lord wishes not to start an immidiate war, but desires to investigate the matter closer up"

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Tyri clapped her hands excitingly as she waited for everything to begin. She followed Kel with her eyes as he was moving, as Julius had already entered the simulator. She personally couldnt wait to enjoy the show. Truth be told, she couldnt wait till the show was over either. This day of wasnt going to be ill-spent, she guaranteed herself that.

"well, my squadron used tie defenders but your best bet would be either that or x-wing. i think x-wings would work better but it's hard to say. good luck." kal stood back to watch the screen just above the simulator.

What type of ship is this btw?))

The Acting Captain smiled. "Then I shan't fail. Lieutenant Gaark!" He turned to the officer just entering the bridge.

The man straightened a little at the mention of his name. "Sir?"

"Take navigation, program in a course for the Anoat sector. Pick a planet at your discreetion."

The officer moved towards the navigation console. Other officers and crewers took their places.

***

Aya smiled. "Well, glad to see your in one piece. I'll arrange to have you flown to Hoth."

***

Vassisk's eyes flickered open. He found himself staring at the slimy bulkhead of a prison cell. His arms were chained to the walls and his uniform was bloody and had the odour of being in it for several days. He coughed and looked around, trying to spot the entrance. He couldn't see one. "Where am I!" He shouted, and pain streaked through his body.

"Calm youself, Grand Admiral. My name is Tuar'nak. Perhaps you remember me?" Tuar came into Vassisks peripherial vision. He remained silent.

"We already know where your base is, Thrawn was most helpful there." Thrawns body was thrown across the room to slam into the bulkhead. "Dead, well quiet."

"You bastards!" Pain shot through his body.

"You will not speak unless I wish you too Admiral."

Hetar nodded. "I'll take an X-wing then." He threw a glance to Tyri and sealed the sim.

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The canopy went white then black and finally starry as the stars of space shone through. "Ok ready." He quickly flicked all the nesessary switches, bringing his fighter up to speed, activating his deflecters, and increasing his speed to cruising norm and scanned his scope. "R2, keep a photo-receptor open." He slowly carved his fighter around, spotting an asteroid field on the visual scope. He began cruising again.

((I'm not sure. I was thinking Sovereign-class Star Dreadnaught. The operation was a deep space expedition prepared for most scenarios. It's currently quite oversized for Rhonin and his unit, but I thought it'd work as a fine flag ship, and it's not entirely illogical to use such a ship for a dangerous deep space expedition 😛 If you have a better idea though, I'm all ears. I'm still not certain what class of ship I'm gonna go by))

Disciple Lhok nodded with a pleased grin, holding his arms crossed as he observed the work of the newly appointed captain. He followed the movement as Lieutenant Gaark was assigned navigation, and eyed the captain. He stood silent for a while, observing them all work. He was utmost fascinated by the activity and the navigation. He must have been out for a very long time, considering how different things looked now compared to back at his days.

"Your very submissive over this whole situation, captain. Are you bending yourself to master Rhonin's will by free will, or out of fear? Worry not, for no matter the answer, it'll have no concequences at all. Rhonin cares not why one serve, as long as one do. And while I'm asking things, what's your name?"

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Rhonin exited the former prison chamber, that was now nothing more than a temporary tomb. The vines slid into his mask and he held his mace tight as he started walking towards the bridge. People he passed did not only bow, but fall to their knees in respect. Some in respect, others in fear.

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"Glad to still be in one piece, commander Sraf. And .... wait .... Hoth? What are you doing on that snowball of a planet?"

Throttle couldnt help but to be surprised, since he went out on Endor and woke up near Hoth. These people sure didnt waste any time when they decided to move. He was curious over what had happened that made them move in such haste, but dropped it and instead just smiled at the image of Aya.

Aya nodded. "We had a general retreat, so thats why you may be confused. I'll fill you in later. I must go now. Speak to Commander Vossk to arrange your transport. She won't bite." She waved happily as the holo faded to the Imperial Alliance symbol.

***

The Captain organized his crewers, getting several unarmed Stormtroopers to take positions in place of the dead crewers. "Lieutenant Derin Nerx, the Empire."

"The ship is ready, we are just waiting for the other stations about the ship to report in, provided they aren't mindless."

"Yes, what of the crew?" The captain asked Lhok, not his officer, placing a hand on his empty blaster holster.

Throttle nodded as the holo faded. There wasnt much more to say, so he decided to go back and see if his armor was ready. As soon as it was, he'd contact this commander Vissk for transport.

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"A pleasure, Derin. Of the empire?

About your crew, those that opposed great lord Rhonin met their end, while those whos choice was to serve will live. Surprisingly few died. Your crew is a wise group of people. You will be given back weaponry as soon as we're on the move."

The disciple watched the people working on the bridge, but as the door opened up and the sound of Rhonin's heavy feet echoed the bridge, disciple Lhok fell to his knees immediately and lowered his head. Rhonin walked past everyone in the crew, straight towards the installed throne at the center of the bridge. There he sat down and turned his staff, running the wheel-like side into an opening at the side of the throne, then letting it go and leaned back where he sat.

"Status report, captain"

Nerx straightened. "Awaiting your command and we can be underway." He said. He however did not bow, or bend to his knees, nor had he any intentions to do so. He respected Rhonin for what he was but didn't fear him. Fear would lead to mistakes, mistakes that would cost lives, Nerx was no fool.

"Coordinates set, destination; Bespin. Three days from here."

"That is longer than I had expected. Very well, I guess that will have to do. It will always give me enough time to catch up with the present galaxy in mind. Proceed with the activities"

Rhonin looked around on the bridge, watching Nerx, Lhok and the rest of the people on it. He followed their activity for a few minutes, before facing Nerx again.

"I want you to tell me about the modern galaxy, captain. Start with the basics. What is most important for me to know?"

Nerx looked thoughtfully at Rhonin. "Lieutenent Gaark, how far away is the closest planet in the Anoat sector?"

"Darsen V is approximately a day away, it is the closest."

"Set course. Fastest route." Nerx smiled. "Now... my lord... what would you specifically like to know." It wasn't a question.

"First of all, what is the Jedi and Sith status? Secondly, what significant factions might we encounter trough our journey in the galaxy? Thirdly, who might try to stop my rebuilding of the Unit of Rhonin and who wont?"

Rhonin was pleased with his new captain. He was adapting to the rule of Rhonin very well, and unlike Rhonin's disciples did not humiliate himself by falling to knees. Rhonin respected confidence and strength, which Nerx showed by not crawling and doing everything to get on Rhonin's good side.

(Not sure how much I should have Nerx know of recent history. How long has he been at space I'm wondering. Dersan V is one of the many planets I have created... 😄 ))

((Well, even deep space operations has contact with the known galaxy 😛 Even if they have been away for a couple of years, they should still have a tleast a little view of what's going on 😉 Besides, you dont have to bring up recent events. It's not like it will effect Rhonin's plans and intentions anyway. Just bring in what you find cool to bring up 😄 For all I care, your character can think Darth Vader and the Emperor is still running things. Say what you want 🙂 Heck, having Rhonin enter the galaxy thinking it's runned by Darth Vader and Darth Sidious could be a cool twist. It's all up to your character how much Rhonin will know of the modern galaxy 😊 ))

Originally posted by Obsidian Fury
"First of all, what is the Jedi and Sith status? Secondly, what significant factions might we encounter trough our journey in the galaxy? Thirdly, who might try to stop my rebuilding of the Unit of Rhonin and who wont?"

Rhonin was pleased with his new captain. He was adapting to the rule of Rhonin very well, and unlike Rhonin's disciples did not humiliate himself by falling to knees. Rhonin respected confidence and strength, which Nerx showed by not crawling and doing everything to get on Rhonin's good side. [/B]

"The galaxy is controlled by the Empire, it is rulled by Emperor Palpatine and his lakeey Darth Vader..." Nerx tells Rhonin everything he knows about the galaxy "...we however havn't recieved any signals from Imperial Centre for almost five years, perhaps the Emperor has btter things to do than constantly chec in on us but we have recieved orders from Director Ysanne Isard of Imperial Intelligance and Grand Admiral Thrawn throughout the last three years." The captain sighed. "Anything else, my lord?" His eyes showed a little annoyance at having to inform Rhonin.

((I assume "everything he knows" means he has told Rhonin about all the Sidious/Vader era details))

"So the galaxy is ruled by the Sith? Perfect!"

Rhonin darkly laughed out loud and grasped his fists tight. His visor flared bright blue and his gloves seemed electrified, although there were only minor waves of electricity circling them. Rhonin couldnt wait to deal with this 'empire', starting small and then rise in numbers. After all, fighting wielders of the force was what Rhonin did best. If it was true that the galaxy was ruled by a Sith Lord, or two more specificly, then this would be easy. The Sith empire had always been resting on the pillar of their leaders. Breaking their leaders would break them.

"Yes, there are more things I wonder! Tell me, captain, how is the technology of the Sith and Jedi? Do they still wield their primitive lightsabers and puny robes? Have they made leaps in technology involving the force?"

Disciple Lhok walked up next to Captain Nerx with his head lowered, discreetly explaining a little better the question he had been given.

"Lord Rhonin back in the days were ahead of his time. He developed technology that amplified the force, as well as technology that was amplified by the force. For example, Rhonin can enhance his mace with power by pulsating lighting trough it. The shack he has the mace currently inserted in is driven by the force if he decides to activate it, allowing him to access a generator beneath his throne, amplifying his telepathical abilities by making the wheel on his staff spin at incredible rate, which stimulates his head trough a sort of transmitter which is located inside the throne of his. Utmost delicate and fascinating technology. Back in his days, technology such as his was almost impossible to even imagine"

"I'm afraid I wouldn't know personally, but I have seen Vader use a lightsabre." The captain turned to the bridge, and as far as he was cocerned, his bridge. "Helm!" He called. "Take us into hyperspace!"

"Yes, sir."

"Now my lord, if you need more information, much more than I know, and I assume you can read Aurebesh, a tactical holo terminal with access to the computers data base and any information you need is in the captains ready room, which will also serve as a meditation chamber for you." He bowd his head slightly. "I would like the crew to be allowed their comlinks back, and... I would like a weapon."

"You have told me all I need to know for now. All possessions will be returned to you. All weapons and other items are located inside the storage departments of this ship. The disciples are in fact bringing equipment in as we speak"

And indeed, disciples of Rhonin walked onto the bridge and handed communication and weaponry back to the crew. Rhonin nodded as they were all providen their items, and weapons as well as communication and gear was handed out to everyone all trough the ship.

"I need no meditation chamber. I will remain here, and adapt to the information you have granted me, as well as the knowledge your .... former .... crew members provided. I will do so while resting, to clear my head from all distractions. If I am required, wake me up. If you wonder over things, or get some sort of situation, take it up with Lhok. For now, I trust this ship in you and him, captain"

With that said, Rhonin rested his head slightly and the blue light which represented his eyes turned black. His hands rested on the sides of the throne and his head was tilted against his shoulder. It did not take him long at all to fall asleep. He had absorbed a lot of knowledge and force the past hour, so sleeping was the most efficient way to adapt to the newfound information.