Allies: Raze Lyter
Objective: Hold Bespin orbit
Fleet: (I'll sort links later I'm mobile)
ANS Viperous | custom MC60 cruiser http://starwarsrp.ne...2-ans-viperous/
ANS Dauntless | Peregrine class frigate http://starwarsrp.ne...rmed-freighter/
ANS Shriek | Strike class http://starwarsrp.ne...class-corvette/
Subversion | Subversion class
Epsis | Subversion class http://starwarsrp.ne...tealth-carrier/
Tap. Tap. Tap.
His bridge crew had slowly learned how to interpret the sound of his cane against the deck. Vilin could reveal every shade of his mood with that cane. The cadence of the best, it's volume, even the timbre of the sound told a story. Today he was purposeful, focussed. There was little urgency to the noise.
The bridge of the Viperous hung from the central tower of the ship. Commodore Vilin Nor still hadn't made his mind to about all the glass. It was a Mon calamari design. He preferred some good durasteel between himself and the vacuum of space. Logically he knew that they were shielded and protected, but he felt vulnerable, exposed.
“The Temperance is still with us?” He asked as he took his seat.
“Yes sir, all in formation.”
The bridge was clean white. That meant that with the wide, clear glass it was now bathed in the blue of hyperspace. They had broken away from the main fleet and punched through towards Bespin. They had several contingency plans if the First Order set an ambush, but would need to stay mobile.
This was a bold plan. The First Order had significant defences in the sector and for good reason. It was the launch pad for the sorties into Alliance space and the source of their tibanna gas. The time for questioning the plan was long gone. The Alliance wasn't a large bureaucratic government. Each world was - for the most part - free to govern themselves. But the Triumvirate had the final say when it came to military action. Lean and effective, when the order came to plan and carry out the assault they worked it up and distributed orders. Vilin knew his place in the hierarchy, knew his part for the engagement.
“Everything is good for Captain Amedgenar's plan?” He called. Vilin was proud that he didn't used the word 'insane’. Whilst he was aware that the SIS carrier had advanced hyperdrive engines, coming out into the atmosphere of a gas giant seemed exceptionally risky to him. Perhaps the devaronian simply lacked that will to put his neck on the line that the SIS crew all displayed so often.
“They'll be there moments before us. Thirty seconds.”
Vilin watched the galaxy rush past them. Peaceful. Hyperspace was always peaceful. His long fingers slowly closed around the arm of his chair, suspended on an arm that could swing about to give him a view of an entire engagement. The first battle, the first step towards building a trust between captain and ship.
The vortex became streaks. Then it became the smooth orb of Bespin.
“All ships form up. Prepare the boarding parties. Send the message. Let them know to evacuate civilians from Cloud City or to hunker down in housing sectors.”
It wasn't a long warning, but it still was one. The hammer would come down upon the First Order fleet and Echo Base on Hoth but this had to be a precision operation to excise the First Order from their source of tibanna.