A lone Dreadnaught class MK2 Cruiser drifts high above the pinkish hue of the abbadon system. Any attempted scans would bring up only a glimpse of the cruiser's situation, The old vessel appeared to be running on emergency power, the thrusters were all dead and the lighting began fluctuating. There were signs of life, multiple heat signatures dotted the ship's interior, some moving from place to place, some stationary in the crew quarters and cargo hold. Any attempt at establishing comms would be fruitless, only static followed by a repeating distress signal would be returned by the void bound vessel.
"SOS, This is the -dszzzttt- to any and all vessels, Our ship has come -crzzzzssszzttt- and we are in need of immediate assistance, possibly evacuation! We are located at hex 11 H, 14 Vert, Had Abbadon system! Repeat, Hex-"
The exterior of the ship itself showed signs of struggle, blaster scorching and shredded duraplast riddled the outer hull, and littered the cold space outside. it was hard to tell if the scrap metal floating about originated from the cruiser, or something else.
Earlier That Day...
"Security teams have entered the hanger bay and are awaiting instructions, boss" Voska says as he enters the bridge, stopping beside his client, Duula the hutt. He never liked hutts, or this hutt in particular, but the pay was good and duula wasn't the worst hutt voska had run into. it was his job currently, to keep the fat creature alive. He didn't ask questions, but he knew whatever they were doing here, it wasn't legal. the hutt simply nodded in response, gazing at the stars ahead.
"Clean up a bit, Voska. I want everything to be perfect, These pirates don't think much of me after that scrap on yavin.. I want you and the men to look intimidating, and orderly. not like when i found you on tatooine" the old hutt laughs in that deep, resonating tone that their kind was almost infamous for. Voska nods in return. the both of them watch as a series of smaller ships burst through the pink clouds of the planet below, eventually making their way into the hanger of the cruiser. voska is just about to turn and escort the old hutt out of the bridge when his commlink suddenly comes to life
"It was a trick! the pirates didn't bring credits, they brought more pirates- A Fethin' lot of 'em too!" The transmission ends suddenly at the sound of a blaster. Voska races to the door and smashes the controls with his crushgaunt
"Boss" he looks to the hutt and nods, drawing a blaster and tossing it to him "seems they think less of you than ya thought"
"Hey, That's not very nice..." The hutt chuckles lightly, shaking his head and watching as his men begin to barricade the bridge.
Riley Reese Tahiri Veya
Edited by Voska Naudir, 05 June 2019 - 08:40 PM.