Public Abafar: The Cons of Pons Ora

[Imperius]

Imperius put down the comms device once his apprentice was done updating him. Without the task force to back him up, he did not have the capability to pursue the pair of thieves. Oh well... he supposed he would have to help out the facility in addressing this problem.

 

[Pa'Kar Sang]

To be frank, he didn't see much of anything. Big meaty hands thwacked the monitor and then the button and then the monitor again. Grumbling loudly, the Mon Cal was raising both his arms above his head to give it one more thrashing and then...The console beeped, flashed to life, and the chair regained its mobility again. He gave the console a wide grin and patted it gently like a master congratulating their pet Tortuga. He swung the gun around, scanning the skies with his eyes since the console scanner was next to useless.

"None so far!" But he'd spoken too soon. The aging aural sensors picked up the familiar scream of Sith Imperial TIEs. If the scanners could be trusted there were at least three of them on their tail. "Scratch that," he rumbled into the com. "Looks like we have three TIEs on our tail." When he'd fired before, the power generator hadn't been properly cycled, an important step for a junker this old, and as a result, the cannons had shorted out the entire area of the ship that the guns had been welded to. Now, however, things looked to be working just fine. He fired off a few bolts of red energy in an attempt to warn the TIEs away. The TIEs swung wide of the cannon, probably realizing it couldn't track them as well as a dedicated cannon turret. Rils let out a fishy curse and brought the gun around to threaten them some more.

"By the seas of my ancestors...This is going to be a long three minutes..."

Jerec Asyr Imperius

 

[Jerec Asyr]

Imperius Okkuhm Rils

"That's what-"

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"-she said."

Jerec yanked on the command yoke and the shuttle clawed for space. The TIEs blasted by, moving too quickly to get off more than a few shots. They'd come around for another pass shortly. Whether this boat's shields would hold was anyone's guess. Jerec spun the rising shuttle to send a few quick shots their way, just to ward them off and make them wary. As they punished his shields, though, he got lucky. A stray bolt clipped a TIE's hex wing right off and sent it spiralling. It ran into the white Abafar hardpack and became a fireball.

The orange sky faded with altitude. He broke into clear space, or as close to clear as the system offered. There were Sith Imperial ships in orbit, one of them large, but he'd come up at an angle to slip under the blockade.

The timer clicked empty, and the shuttle jumped for hyperspace. Jerec sat back and let out a shaky breath.

"We're away," he said over his shoulder. "It's donem Can't recall if I introduced myself: Jerec Asyr."