Mission [GA | NJO] Interception

[Thelma Goth]

Thelma hadn’t heard Oni’s warning, so she failed to catch the sarcasm in his voice.

Some of the other Jedi standing around her fired shockwaves at the Sith Lord. Thelma added her contribution to the mix by seizing a hunk of metal from an alcove in the wall with telekinesis, and throwing it at Kyrel as hard as she could.

Shem Spinner Kyrel Ren Valery Noble Yula Perl Silas Westgard Hollis Orenn Ara Sheridan​

 

[Ara Sheridan]

SPACE | SPIDER CRUISER
TAGS: Miri Nimdok | Bayaz | Yula Perl
GEAR: In bio

Through her panic, Miri’s words managed to register with the Zabrak. She dropped to the ground and frantically tried to extinguish the flames searing her back. The heat finally calmed down and allowed Ara to toss her torched robes aside. Luckily she still had her work t-shirt on.

Still cursing and grumbling, she got up and ignited her lightsaber once more… only to see the absolute mess Miri made of the hounds. Her surprised gaze turned to look at Miri and her absurd weapon for a moment. ”What the kriff kinda gun is that?!” She commented as she looked back at the gory mess. ”Thanks… by the way.” She muttered with a strained voice before clearing her throat.

”Come on, let’s keep moving.” She spared her a quick look before pushing on again with her lightsaber at the ready. From the sound of things, another team was pushing up from another hallway as well… and they were close to Kyrel Ren’s position.

Still she had the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

 

[Kaul "Joker" Emos]

"All right people!" Kaul announced on radio as they exited out of hyperspace. "Look into my eyes! I'm the captain now!"

<Oh boy!> R5 whirred. <Not even 5 minutes and you already have a large ego Kaul!>

"You do as I say!" Kaul yelled ignoring R5's act of insubordination. "And you will make it out alive! Disobey a direct command and I will be very angry!"

<Kaul is good at making frowny faces that five year olds will laugh at.> R5 beeped. <I wouldn't worry about it.>

"Now ignoring that bullchit!" Kaul said gritting his teeth. "Let's get this done by the book! You see any eyeballs, kill them! Nothing too fancy! And we can all go home! Because damn it! I need to come home just in time to see the adventures Sparkles the Droid!"

<Focus Kaul!>

"That's what I'm doing!" Kaul said. "Lock S-Foils in attack position!"

As soon as he said that, Kaul locked his wings. Now it was time to strike.

Addison Porte , Kelly T. Perris, Zeven Malo

 

[Valery Noble]

Outfit | Weapon | Appearance

Outfit | XoXo
Location | Boarding Shuttle 1
Allies Tag | Yula Perl Hollis Orenn Luric Ee'everwest
Baddy Tag | Kyrel Ren

"I almost killed you on Tython. You're not going to manage much longer," Valery said before she felt the Master of Ren's intent through the Force, and stepped forward, into the overhead swing of his weapon. With her own double-bladed lightsaber raised, she caught the strike, giving those around her a chance to move aside or engage, and Yula Perl was the first to do so. While she pressured Kyrel and split his focus between his front and rear, Valery briefly glanced around to those who were here to help, but likely relied on her guidance.

"Hollis! Take care of those flanking Mawites!" She said, leaving little room to question it, as reinforcements moved in to support Kyrel in his clash with the Jedi. She knew Hollis was newer to these types of battles, so if she could focus on keeping Maw soldiers off of them, she'd be helping out immensely.

Valery then quickly turned to Luric Ee'everwest and dipped her head, "Help pressure him, we need to get to the bridge," she said before she finally moved to assist Yula and relief some of the aggressive pressure Kyrel was attempting to force on her. With great speed and powerful strikes, the twin blades of her saberstaff began to lash out at him, occasionally cutting into the floor or walls around them as she tried to help bring him down.

But as the battle continued, Valery felt a sudden tremor in the Force and stepped back some. Her comm bleeped and across the channels, she heard the voice of Izah'zore - the captain of the ANV Tython. Another enemy vessel had appeared and was engaging her, but one not affiliated with the Maw or its known designs.

Valery's hand reached for her vambrace and with a quick tap of a button, she opened comms to all Jedi.

"We need to move fast, our ship is under attack."

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[Silas Westgard]

Location: Space
Objective: Board the enemy ship
Tag: Valery Noble / Luric Ee'everwest / Hollis Orenn / Yula Perl

Silas followed his master and a few others deeper into the ship, taking down anyone that had gotten in their way. The small group seemed to be making good progress, but that wouldn't last long when an imposing figure stood before them. Unfortunately, it was a man he knew all too well.

The darkest of them all Kyrel Ren blocked their path, talking to them with a voice that would create a shiver down even the bravest of warriors. Silas couldn't help but grit his teeth and do his best to keep composed, especially after what Kyrel did to him some time ago "We are not food for your feast Kyrel..." he grunted back to him with his lightsaber outstretched. The padawan was determined to avenge the Jedi who had fallen on his ship. Their lives would not be in vain...

With the rest of his fellow Jedi, he helped keep pressure on Kyrel as Valery helped organize the group into their strongest positions. Silas knew it was going to be hard to strike a blow on Kyrel, but if he could at least be an annoyance with his strikes, that was going to make all the difference. ​

 

[Alex StormWolf]

"We need to move fast, our ship is under attack."

"Oh great...Just when you think things couldn't get any better," Seku said. "Along come the party crashers!"

"We'll make it out of this OK," Alex said, trying to reassure her. "Do you remember anything from when I told you about where I grew up?"

"Yanibar, right? What about it?"

"What Force using sect lives there," Alex prodded, trying to jog Seku's memory.

"Alex, now's really not the time for a pop quiz."

"C'mon, hirani, it's not that difficult."

"Wait a minute....I think I see where you're going with this.....Zeison Sha, right?"

Alex gave Seku a huge grin.

"And...they excel in telekinetic abilities...."

Seku's jaw dropped as she realized what Alex was hinting at.

"You were raised in the traditions of the Zeison Sha as a child, which means...."

Alex winked and nodded at Seku.

"Well, get to it, then Mister!"

"Thought you'd never ask...."

Alex closed his eyes, drawing upon the Force to get a rough layout of the interior of the cruiser, especially the hallway they were standing in. He focused upon whatever object he could sense sticking out of the walls, floors and ceilings that could be turned into a projectile. Opening his eyes, Alex slowly swung his arms forward, sabers still ignited. Pieces of the walls, floor and ceiling began to tear away, shooting towards Kyrel Ren like a hail of bullets.

"Keep the pressure on while I distract him," Alex called to his allies.

(occ- https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Zeison_Sha#Common_abilities)

TAGS-

Kyrel Ren
Valery Noble
Yula Perl
Luric Ee'everwest
Hollis Orenn
Silas Westgard

 

[Miri Nimdok]

”What the kriff kinda gun is that?!”

“A sonic bazooka,” Miri replied. “You’re welcome.”

She slung the bazooka against her back before running after Ara, headed for Kyrel. Several teams of Alliance forces seemed to be surrounding him, but much like her companion, Miri had an uneasy feeling about it all. Sith tended to be crafty and sadistic—this Kyrel Ren would likely find a way to use their weaknesses against them.

At the very least, they might wind up caught in the crossfire.

Shem Spinner Kyrel Ren Valery Noble Yula Perl Silas Westgard Hollis Orenn Ara Sheridan Bayaz​

 

[Nodak]

Another 'Boarding' Action​

Point Defense Cannons came to life on either side of the Frigate. Blast covers slowly began to recede from their Missile Silos. The Jagged Smile blazed forward at incredible speed while its defensive emplacements began to engage smaller craft.

On the Bridge of the Frigate the Officers were abuzz with tactical information...

"Direct hit, Captain!"

"Recharge the Accelerator Cannon."

"Copy that."

"Alliance craft incoming."

"Very good. Redirect Fighter Squadrons to engage and intercept."​

...the orders would make their rounds throughout the Bridge as the Officers and Crew relayed them via the comms while adding information when it became available....

"A Freighter has come out of Hyperspace as well. Appears to be taking formation with Alliance Starfighters."

"Prioritize that ship with missile lock. Point Defense and Fighter Squadrons on the rest."

"Yes Captain."​

...thus it was so. X-Wing's that were piloted by Alliance personal would find themselves engaged by the Point Defense from the Jagged Smile as well as two full squadrons of 'Sith Fighters' that had launched from the Frigate.

As for the Freighter, the YT-7990 B upon the recession of the blast covers the missile silos would launch. It was a standard concussion missile loadout but there were fifteen silos on either side of the Frigate ensuring that a minimum of fifteen missiles were aimed and fired at the Freighter. The Jagged Smiled carried over many similarities to the original 'Legion' design including the Anti-Starfighter weaponry ensuring that smaller craft would find it a challenging opponent.

"Time to contact?"

"Almost within range Captain."

"Excellent. Begin maneuvering and initiate boarding protocols."​

This was wear things began to become more interesting. The Jagged Smile was capable of greater maneuverability than the stock 'Legion' Frigate as well. It would actually begin to angle itself into the larger ANV Tython. Tractor Beams on the Port Side would activate to engage the Tython and anchor the Jagged Smile to it as it maneuvered closer until it could activate a series of 'Magnet Clamps' that would literally attach themselves to the frame of the larger vessel. Once this was done there was only one command left to give...

"Launch Assault Tubes."​

...the final act to 'Boarding Protocol' which saw umbilical tubes hammer themselves between the ANV Tython and the Jagged Smile creating a connection between the vessels.

Alliance Crew would have time to prepare a defense, no doubt about it and where the Assault Tubes struck sparks would begin to fly in all directions when that section of the hull began to be cut away from the opposite side. As the Hull Plating finally fell away Sith Troopers would begin to board the Alliance Vessel, blasterfire erupting from their weapon.

Ducking his head as he entered and clad in his 'Blackstar' Armor the Ironbreaker was at the fore of this assault. The first Alliance Soldier that was within his reach would be sent flying several meters back with little regard....

Summary of Actions

• Point Defense Cannons and Sith Starfighters engage GA Fighters
• Missile Silos fire on Jasper's Freighter
• The Jagged Smile maneuvers alongside the ANV Tython and initiates its own Boarding Action

Iris Arani Jasper Kai'el Zeven Malo Addison Porte Izah'zore

 

[Hollis Orenn]

Allies: Valery Noble | Yula Perl | Luric Ee'everwest | Silas Westgard
Enemies: Kyrel Ren & NPCS​

Now, she could truly understand the threat of the Maw – having seen them in the flesh.

Hollis gave Master Noble a nod, "got it."

As the others would turn their attention to the dark form of Kyrel Ren, she'd keep the Mawite soldiers busy. Deep breath. Concentrating on the steady hum of her saber, Hollis deflected the first bolts that came their way. Drawing the force to her, she leapt to close the distance and used her blade to weave a defensive pattern – more to push the enemies back and keep them off the others in her group.

Now in close combat, the nearest Mawite traded his blaster for a sword, the blade of which cut through the air. Senses alert, Hollis felt it coming and was able to move aside to avoid it. Her saber swing wide, taking off the Mawite's hand -- which fell to the floor along with his blade. Keep breathing. Hollis tried not to let the grizzly sight distract her, lest she get sick then and there.

But her enemies would not give her much time to dwell, so Hollis kept up -- using Soresu to keep them at bay and hopefully wear them down.

 

[Yula Perl]

As Yula stuck the landing behind Kyrel, her eyebrows waged again and she winked.

"Yeah yeah, Zeltrons all look alike. I'll chalk it up to your old age."

The team of Jedi began to assail the undead Master all at once, sending forth shockwaves and projectiles ripped from the corridor's interior. Kyrel himself had split his focus between Yula and Valery, pressuring the pink woman with crippling blows she'd barely dodged on nimble feet. The power behind them was evident simply from the way they'd passed by her, unrelenting and aggressive. Even death couldn't slow Kyrel Ren down.

The yellow blade of her saber crossed with Hunger, but the power Kyrel was pushing behind his blows was heavy enough to send Yula stumbling back several meters. "Hoo boy…" With some distance between the two and his focus back on Valery, Yula slammed her hand into the ground, technopathically grabbing ahold of the currents that ran through the floor beneath them. Wires would pierce the floor at Kyrel's position, surging upward around the warrior like electrical vines trying to consume him. Some of the lights in the area flickered out and a few of the klaxons quieted.

Tapping into their comm frequency, she sought out the woman who'd questioned her cosmetic choices and the anxious Padawan from earlier.

"Smart mouth, Zabrak girl, where the hell are ya?"

Valery Noble Kyrel Ren Alex StormWolf Luric Ee'everwest Ara Sheridan Bayaz Miri Nimdok Hollis Orenn Silas Westgard Shem Spinner

 

[Kaine Hamilton]

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I N T E R C E P T I O N
Ambush

FINAL DAWN
CORE WORLDS

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FINAL DAWN RELIEF FORCE
Fleet Comp. FD-400 [100|100]

"Exiting hyperspace in 3...2...1"

A single corvette emerged from hyperspace arriving at the edge of the interdiction field raised by the Galactic Alliance to ambush Kyrel Ren's Raiding Force. Onboard it's bridge stood Admiral Kaine Hamilton, a faithful servant of the Final Dawn and a loyal subordinate of it's current High Regent, Marlon Sularen whom he had followed into exile after the Byss Crisis having once served in the Beshqek System Defense Force before the joint Corellian-Durosian Blockade. Hamilton like many others had followed Sularen out of loyalty despite his many blunders and now, he was here under the direct orders of the High Regent to relieve Kyrel Ren and safely bring back his forces into Mawite Territory now that they had been compromised.

However Hamilton knew the true purpose of this mission. It was not meant to save Kyrel Ren, if anything Sularen would prefer if the man got slain by the New Jedi Order strike force sent after him, but instead the real purpose of Hamilton's operation was to test the Final Dawn's latest warship, the FD-400 Heavy Attack Corvette, a small but powerful warship with heavy armament and considerable hangar space for a ship of it's size, not to mention the unique set of stealth systems and the magnetic properties of it's hulls which enabled the ship to remain invisible to sensors and the naked eye and approach enemy ships without them even noticing. It was Sularen's answer to the turning tides of the Second Great Hyperspace War and the growing threat posed by the Tribes of the Maw, a secret weapon that could theoretically cripple entire militaries and economies, and now, Hamilton stood onboard the lead ship of the FD-400 Class, the appropriately named FD-400, ready to test Sularen's "Wonder Weapon" and fulfill the FD-400s purpose of wreaking havoc upon the enemies of the Final Dawn.

"Are the Stealth Systems and Visual Cloak engaged?" the Admiral asked to the Captain of the FD-400. "Yes sir, we are completely invisible. No one can spot us or detect us through conventional scanning." the Captain said in response. "Good. What is the current situation of the Battle" the Admiral inquired once more. "We have eyes on a small hostile naval force, a Concord-Class Star Defender identified as the ANV Tython, and a Silver Jedi Ethereal-Class Heavy Carrier known as the Ethereal. Baron Vonreg and his Starfighter Wing have begun to engage both Alliance and Silver Jedi Starfighters, however we also have reports on one unidentified Frigate attacking the Tython, but it doesn't seem aligned to the Maw as it is currently attacking all forces present, Maw, Alliance and the Silver Jedi." an officer replied.

"Interesting..." Hamilton remarked. Clearly the Alliance had brought more forces then expected, perhaps the Silver Jedi were simply additional reinforcements that arrived after the initial ambush. But regardless there was more then enough targets out in the field for the FD-400 and this was good, as even if the NJO succeeded in getting what they wanted, the High Regent would still have his results regardless. As such, in classic Final Dawn fashion, the Admiral chose to go after the biggest fish, the Silver Jedi Heavy Carrier considering the Tython was busy with that unidentified frigate and he would soon give the order. "Target that Silver Jedi Heavy Carrier and move us into firing range of that ship. I think this is the perfect opportunity to test our new Quake Missiles provided to us by the late Haon Hafey, and he has never disappointed us before."

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Spoiler: Fleet Actions

• The FD-400 emerges from hyperspace at the edge of the Alliance Interdiction Field
• The FD-400's Visual Cloak and Advanced Sensor/Steath Systems are already active upon arriving keeping the FD-400 invisible to the naked eye and undetectable by conventional sensors
• The FD-400 begins to advance towards the Silver Jedi Ethereal-Class Heavy Carrier

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Tags [GA/SJO] | Izah'zore | Howell Calren | Ewan "Raider" Isaacs
Tags [Final Dawn] | Brodan Dobson | Himm'vaun'merek
Tags [Misc.] | Nodak
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[Addison Porte]

EXPLORATION

Revenant Squadron
Reverting from hyperspace at ambush assist coordinates
Revenant Eight "Tinks" | X-wing
Flyboy Allies: GA/NJO Iris Arani , Jasper Kai'el , Ewan "Raider" Isaacs
Enemies: BotM/Sith Wilhelm Vonreg

Addy's Theme #2
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Addison's eyes fluttered open as the nav-computer proximity alarm went off and Gizmo beeped at her to wake up sleeping beauty.

She sat up straight on the pilot couch, then rolled her helmeted head around her shoulders. While traveling through hyperspace the benefits of being a Jedi were helpful as a light meditative trance always helped to keep Addy fresh. She didn't know how other pilots managed space travel.

"I wasn't sleeping just resting my eyes, silly... Let's just be ready for anything, hmm? We don't know what the sitrep is like on the other side," Tinks warned her R9 unit, then watched with anticipation the computer timer count down to zero before pulling back the hyperdrive lever.

Revenant Squadron reverted at the edge of what could only be called a royal furball as an active space battle had commenced. There were multiple capital ships and their complements of starfighters from various factions. Addy quickly tagged the friendly and enemy fighters on the snubfighter's Combat Multiview Display (CMD) as the X-wing's S-foils opened and locked into their attack position. This was going to get real in a second or three.

Several more beeps came from the Taanabian's astromech droid while Kaul "Joker" Emos finished giving his orders to his fellow squadmates as they formed up on him being the interim commanding officer for this mission.

"I totally agree, Gizzy. The man has had way too much stimcaf again." she chuckled, then keyed the comm unit on the squadron's channel.

<<"Aye, aye, Captain... " >> the young Porte replied with a slight smirk noted in her mechanized voice, then after a tick, she added in a bit more serious tone to the new pilot Zeven Malo , but only a little. She had picked up some unprofessional habits from Joker. He was a bad influence.

<< "Lucky Fifteen, you've got my six today. Let's swat some pesky flies, hmm?" >>

With that said, Addison shoved the throttle full forward then inverted her X-wing, pulling the snubfighter into a loop that brought her around in on one of Nodak 's Sith fighters that was harassing the ANV Tython. Eight's quad lasers shredded the craft's starboard wing, then the engine blew apart. The other, still operating at full power, sent the ship spinning away into its wingman.

KABOOM

"Now that's what I call a two-for-one special," Addy mused lightly after flying through the fireball, then Rev Eight drove her X-wing further into the middle of the formation, lining up for another attack.

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[Luric Ee'everwest]

Location: Boarding Shuttle I
Gear: Lightsaber

Allies: Valery Noble | Hollis Orenn | Silas Westgard
Yula Perl | Any Others In Range
Enemies: Kyrel Ren & Mawites

"Who am I? I am but a humble Jedi Knight, with the Force as my ally."​

Luric kept his concentration up, focusing upon the Living Force, and how it connects to all things, no matter how others might perceive them. Even Kyrel Ren , for all his power, all his hatred, his rage and pain. He was still connected to it all, even as he was now. Luric could feel it, sense it within the man even though he'd not met him before this day. The Force was perverted, twisted, and mangled within the shell that stood before them. This was no longer a man, that much was certain. Luric focused not upon the Sith Lord before him, no. He focused upon that which mattered most; Life.

The energy of all life around him, how the Force made it grow, and nurtured them. As Master Valery Noble asked of him to keep the pressure up, he would to the best of his ability. Delving into this energy of the Force, this pure light within not only his comrades, but within himself. Attuned to it, he would reach out to the Force, and call upon it's aid. He would seek from it only that which he needed, and nothing more. For Luric did not want to kill, nor destroy, not even maim. No, he sought only to protect. In that regard, he concentrated the Force to his arms... flowing into his wrists, and then his hands. A glow began to manifest itself, surrounding his appendages. It intertwined with his fingers, this pure, radiating light energy. "I am a protector of life, and none will be extinguished by your hand this day so long as I draw breath." And with all the strength Luric could muster, He reared back, and sent this blast of Force Light toward Kyrel Ren, his will like iron and his resolve absolute.

Though this act would take considerable stamina, and weaken Luric to a degree. The young Knight would take a step or two back, and simply concentrate on catching his breath. His was not that of a Master's ability, but those who remained true to the Jedi Way, and the Light of the Force, would find within themselves the ability to do things in certain situations that they never knew they could.

 

[Iris Arani]

< Sorry for the late entry. No one came to wake me when the raiding party set off. What's the current situation? >

:: Raid is going smoothly, or was. Unknown third party joined. You're with me. We're taking them out. ::

Literally, if possible. Her ship weaved through the incoming fighters in an almost unnatural way. She could see so clearly. Intention, flight paths. The colors showed her just were the enemy ships were going to be. Their intentions, their maneuvers. With the missiles focused on the freighter, it was easier for her to focus on the fighters.

And to weave through them.

:: ANV Tython, seal the doors around where they're cutting in. I'm cutting the cords. ::

Then she went in. S-foils closed she sped down, letting the limited firepower this state had cut out for one of the docking tubes on her way past.

Nodak | Jasper Kai'el | Addison Porte | Izah'zore

 

[Jasper Kai'el]

Ambush
Tags: Iris Arani , Addison Porte , Izah'zore, Nodak , etc...​

:: Raid is going smoothly, or was. Unknown third party joined. You're with me. We're taking them out. ::

< Copy that. Let's see if we can make this quick. Our new friend is launching a raid of their own. >

Jasper was quick to take note of the missiles heading his way. He quickly engaged is maneuvering jets and took evasive action, weaving through the 3rd party starfighters behind Iris. He was less passive, actively taking more out as he went, with a couple winding up taking missiles in his stead. As Iris moved in to sever the cord between the unknown party and the ANV Tython, Jasper provided covering fire.

"Alright... what the hell is on your nose?" He mused to himself.

It had cut through anther ship upon entry. Jasper had arrived just in time to witness that. He reasoned that it was likely a fusion accelerator cannon, or something else powerful to the like. A quick look at the weapon seemed to heighten this suspicion. Whatever it was, they couldn't let it be used on the Tython.

< Nearby squadrons, be advised. This SF-13 has a high energy output weapon on the nose. Potentially a fusion accelerator cannon. >

If they gave up on boarding the ANV Tython, Jasper feared they may just destroy it. They would need to take that gun out.

 

[Izah'zore]

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Location: Space
Ship: ANV Tython
Tag: Nodak Iris Arani Kaine Hamilton Jasper Kai'el

"Captain, another ship is dropping out of Hyperspace," Commander Darek told Izah, whose golden gaze had been focused on the ongoing battle beyond the viewport with their usual unbreakable focus. "They don't seem to be Maw," the commander added, which finally got Izah to turn to her officer with a sharp eyebrow raised.

"Bring us about. The Maw's vessels have been boarded, so they are of no concern to us anymore," she ordered, her tone calm as the Star Defender was being maneuvered to bring its arsenal of weapons about to hammer the frigate that dared to strike against it. However, this wasn't just a battle between ships.

"Enemy vessel has launched boarding parties. They are too close to be intercepted!"

"Get me in contact with the Jedi. We can't allow these animals to compromise our mission."

Soon enough, as the first enemy boarding parties entered the Star Defender and a battle within its metal walls followed, the voice of a Jedi Knight came through.

:: ANV Tython, seal the doors around where they're cutting in. I'm cutting the cords. :: - Iris Arani

<C> "Very well," Izah replied before she gave her bridge crew a signal to follow those directions. She trusted the Jedi to offer the protection they needed, but there was still the risk that they'd breach through the containment within the ship. So she once again opened channels and called out to all Jedi on the Maw cruisers.

"Jedi, enemy boarding parties have entered the ANV Tython," she said with a strangely calm and confident tone. "I request you complete your tasks quickly and return to assist."

Turning back to her staff, Izah nodded, "Let's make sure those who dared enter our ship have none to return to as well. I want that frigate crippled so we can investigate who is behind this."

Iris Arani Rakaan Horne Jasper Kai'el Hollis Orenn Luric Ee'everwest Valery Noble Miri Nimdok Ara Sheridan Silas Westgard Thelma Goth

 

[Ewan "Raider" Isaacs]

Hesitation is a Hole in the head!​

Spoiler: CARRIER AND AIR WING MAKEUP

SHIP NAME: ETHEREAL
SHIP CLASS: CARRIER
SHIP CAPTAIN: ROGER POWELL
COMMAND STAFF
Amenediel Shuttle Mk II

AIR COMPLIMENT: "ARES WING"
CALLSIGNS: Admiral Angellus "Maverick" is and will always be "Angel 1", Captain Rojuh Pouil "Starlight" is "Angel 2" Captain Scoht Pouil "Meteor" is "VOODOO 1". Captain Ewan Isaacs "Raider" is "SCAR 1" and in command of the Jackals primarily for both ships. Each Squadron leader makes up the remaining "Angel" callsigns, their individual squadrons and make-ups are named below.

SPACIAL COMBAT AND RENDITION - SCARs use the Jackal Fighter for its balance of speed and maneuverability as well as its remote capabilities. This allows the elite pilot/operators to"bail" and operate in zero-G often a tactic in boarding capital ships.

SCAR WING (7 Squadrons)

1. Jackal Class Starfighter

STEALTH/RECON FIGHTER (5 Squadrons)

1. Azazael class Stealth fighter

LONG-RANGE INTERCEPTION (5 Squadrons)

1. Archangel class Fighter/Interceptor

MULTIPURPOSE SUPERIORITY FIGHTER (5 Squadrons)

1. Ashera Class Fighter

SUPPORT/TRANSPORTS

1. Ares 18 Cherub Gunship
2. Ares 19-20 Cherub Transport

Spoiler: ETHEREAL MARINES UNITS PER SHIP

Seraphim Marines
Powered Armor
Cherub Troop Transport
Cherub Gunship
Saraquael Fighting Vehicles
A-2319 Tanks
"Haniel" Tank Mk II
"Gundark" Multi-Purpose Vehicle
Jackhammers
"Mauler" Class Mobile Command Center
18x Skycranes

SECTOR: Open Space
ORDERS: Ambush
WINGMATES: @
Tags [GA] Izah'zore | Howell Calren |
Tags [Final Dawn] | Brodan Dobson | Himm'vaun'merek | Kaine Hamilton
Tags [Misc.] | Nodak

As the deployable turrets deployed there was an odd sense that something was about to go down. It was not coming from the crew as while they were getting weird sensor readings, they were in “normal” mode when it came to “General Quarters”. The “odd” feeling came from the Jedi on the bridge as there was something that he could not put his finger on. Captain Powell was busy coordinating the effort between his pilots, the bridge and the rest of his battlegroup who were suddenly caught off guard and under attack in their own right. So Caltin Vanagor just watched what was going on in front of them.

The SCAR teams were running point as they were the only fighters who had been launched at the moment. There were “Elysian” Class Strike fighters as well as “Super Angel” Interceptors that were on the catapults. 1:1 had a battle plan formulating in his head as while they had their objectives, but things were changing.

[1:1, this is 4:1, I’m getting weird sensor readings.]

[What kind?]

[Just “weird”... like “waves”...]

[This is 6:2, I was about to say the same thing!]

[Me too!]

[Alright, cut the chatter! Tighten the patrols and keep an*]

[WHAT THE FRELL?!]

[7:1 to Ethereal! Incoming! Watch your port!]

It was too late though as the while the Flak Cannons and Defensive Batteries of the heavy carrier “Ethereal” lit up the skies and managed to destroy several of them, a barrage of Quake Missiles detonated and their resulting effects managed to cause almost catastrophic damage to not only to forty percent of the port side batteries but three of the catapult pressers. “The Ethereal” was not out of the fight by any means, but it was hit hard and had other priorities than initiating long range firepower.

[SCARS! Turn and burn! I want 6 and 7 flying tight! I want 3, 4, and 5 looking for whatever ship did that! 2! I want you hitting that frigate taking on “The Tython”! 1’s we’re hitting anything not Alliance or Silver!]

[1:1 this is Tower! We will be launching fighters from Ares wing to assist. Elysian’s can assist with whatever Stealth ship is in the area and Angels will target enemy fighters.]

[1:1 Acknowledged!]

Spoiler: Comm Codes

Example - 1:1

The first number signifies the squadron number, the second number signifies the fighter number.
In this case 1:1 is the first fighter in the first squadron, a number usually reserved for the Commander Air Group or “CAG”. Each “1” is the squadron leader, normally the “2” is the XO.

1. “Fives” - How well you are receiving a transmission.
2. “Angels” - Planetary Altitude in thousands of feet. (“Angels 3” is 3,000 feet.
3. “Cherubs” - PlanetaryAltitude in hundreds of feet. (“Cherubs 3” is 300 feet.)
4. “Bandit” - A known bad guy.
5. “Bogey” - An unknown radar contact.
6. “Bent” - If a piece of gear is inop it is “bent.” (“Giantkiller, be advised my radar is bent.”)
7. “Bingo” - Low fuel status or direction to head for the divert field. (“Lobo is bingo fuel,” or “Ghostrider, your signal is bingo.”)
8. “Blind” - Wingman not in sight.
9. “Delta” - Change to a later time, either minutes or hours depending on the context. (“Delta 10 on your recovery time” means the jet is now scheduled to land 10 minutes later.)
10. “Firewall” - Push the throttles to their forward limit. (“I had that queen firewalled, and I still couldn’t get away from that SAM ring.”)
11. “Buster” - Direction to go as fast as possible. (“Diamondback, your signal is buster to mother.”)
12. “Bug” - Exit a dogfight rapidly. (“Gucci is on the bug.”)
13. “Fragged” - An indication that the airplane is loaded weapons-wise according to the mission order. (“Devil 201 is on station as fragged.”)
14. “Grape” - A pilot who’s an easy kill in a dogfight.
15. “Naked” - Radar warning gear without indication of a missile threat.
16. “Punch out” - To eject from a fighter.
17. “RTB” - Return to base. (“Big Eye, Eagle 301 is RTB.”)
18. “Spiked” - An indication of a missile threat on the radar warning receiver. (“Rooster has an SA-6 spike at three o’clock.”)
19. “Tally” - Enemy in sight (as opposed to “visual,” which means friendly in sight). (“Nuke is tally two bandits, four o’clock low.”)
20. 22. “Visual” - Wingman (or other friendly) in sight (as opposed to “tally,” which means enemy in sight). (“Weezer, you got me?” “Roger, Weezer is visual.”)
21. “Winchester” - Out of weapons. (“Maverick is winchester and RTB.”)

Spoiler: SUMMARY OF ACTIONS

Squadrons 6 and 7 were charged with flying tight defensive formations as 3, 4, and 5 were charged with flying “Search and Destroy”. Jackals did not have the firepower than an “Elysian” strike fighter has so they will “paint the target” (trying to find there whatever ship(s) fired those missiles and relaying the information to the Elysians who will in turn do what they (Stealth attack/fighter/bomber) do best. The Super Angels will assist in the other theater.

 

[Kyrel Ren]

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Objective: Stop the Boarders
Allies: Wilhelm Vonreg Nodak Kaine Hamilton
Enemies: Valery Noble Yula Perl Silas Westgard Hollis Orenn Thelma Goth Alex StormWolf Luric Ee'everwest Miri Nimdok Ara Sheridan



Kyrel felt surrounded on all sides. Something of which he took great delight in when facing a pack of Jedi. Kyrel felt as if he was engorging himself. Still he often wondered if he could bit off more than he could chew In a matter of speaking. On one side his power strikes with his saber hand were enough to keep the Zeltron constantly guessing, his main worry was the battle hardened Valery Noble. She could square off alone with Kyrel with little effort in the duel. “You underestimate how much I’ve grown since then. By all means I should thank you, and that dead husband of yours… Pity I wasn’t there to gut him myself.” He said pouring salt into a wound that was deep within her, if she cared at all. Kyrel would often try to probe, her and as any Jedi he suspected it.

The Hunger would flash its Sith runes often letting out a howl of sorts when it clashed. Her violet saber glowed against the red crimson of his spear. He tried to attempt a lunge with the spear in hopes of impaling her. Instead the hulking brute found himself knocked back by a shockwave. Only finding himself enough time to barely parry another blow. He gritted his teeth in frustration. Padawans, Knights, Masters the lot of them were just the same, and yet the infamous Wrath of the Maw found himself on the backpedal by children and battle hardened Knights.

First he would see the strike of rocks, hunk of metal even the metal wires, and the electric current was used against him. His body burned from electric shocks scorching his skin. He raised his spear hand in an attempt to shield himself from the metal that pelted his scorched skin. Yellow eyes blazed with fury as he looked towards them all.

“One way or another you will be meat for my table!” He said with a growl and drove the forked tipped spear into the ground. It’s power would cause crimson bolts of dark, draining energy to surge through the floor below, hoping to strike and knock off any Jedi in his path. When he felt the light energy wrapped around him, the creature would let out an ear shattering Force scream, and soon the light around him disappeared. What emerged was dark tendrils of energy, made from his pain and hatred in order to counteract the burning light unleashed by the Jedi. “You think you can kill me?!?! Delay me as you like but I will take my pound of flesh before I allow you all to succeed.” He would say with another growl before the berserker would charge the group with spear and saber in hand. His eyes locked for Noble, the first target on his list.

 

[Nodak]

Murderville​

And as Iris Arani maneuvered her X-Wing between the Jagged Smile and the ANV Tython one of the Assault Tubes was indeed cut. In a moment it would be the death of a number of Sith Troopers who, exposed to the void of space were sucked back out between the ships and left to die. On the other end the remnants of the Assault Tube would retract ensuring there was no more residual damage.

On the Bridge the Captain and Officers monitored the situation...

"One of the Assault Tubes has been destroyed Captain."

"We have reports that several of our Fighters have been downed as well."

"No matter."​

...the response seemed casual, almost indifferent...

"Redirect fire evenly between Point Defense and Missiles. Recall our Fighters to a defensive position."

"Yes Captain."​

...orders went out through the comms, the Fighters that had been picked off by the Galactic Alliance Pilots would regroup closer to the Jagged Smile so that they could rely on the Point Defense Cannons and Missile Systems for support.

The Alliance Pilots; Iris Arani , Addison Porte and Jasper Kai'el in his Freighter among them would need to contend with a combined defense as Point Defense and Missiles targeted them evenly and Sith Starfighters began to behave more conservatively. Up close to the Jagged Smile it would be more difficult to fly unscathed or target the ship itself with so many Anti-Strarcraft armaments targeting them and their fellows.

Too, the Jagged Smile using its Tractor Beams and Magnetic Clamps would have drawn itself closer to the ANV Tython. Iris Arani had picked moment well to fly between the ships and sever one of the Assault Tubes but now with the gap diminishing to attempt such a maneuver again would be insanely dangerous for a Starfighter and likely impossible for a larger ship like a Freighter.

Being so close to the ANV Tython would also mean that a majority of its weapons couldn't angle themselves to the Jagged Smile.

On board the Ironbreaker worked, barely pausing even as alerts came that one of the Assault Tubes was severed. Magnetic Locks activated on his boots and he waded forward. Angling his enormous Shield at his fore and Alliance Crew or Security Teams that had the misfortune of obstructing him soon found their weaponry was nigh useless. Blasterfire would just deflect back off the Shield or be soaked up. Nevermourne, the Mace that Nodak used as his weapon of choice would crush and collapse the bodies and the bones of anyone who ran afoul of it in a gory display.

It would be a slaughter for the ages. The Sith Troops making less of a difference than their enormous Master. Blast Doors would be dealt with by way of explosives and arc cutters dependent on what the Troopers had available.

"Take the Bridge, bring me the head of this ships Captain."

...came the guttural command of the Sith Lord over the comms and beneath his Helm. He understood they needed to work quickly, the Jedi were busy with the Mawites but only for so long. It gave him a limited time to murder his way across the Ship.

Izah'zore

 

[Alex StormWolf]

"One way or another you will be meat for my table! You think you can kill me?!?! Delay me as you like but I will take my pound of flesh before I allow you all to succeed."

Alex watched, wide eyed, as a bolt of crimson energy raced across the floor towards him.

"Oh...this can't be good!"

He wasn't certain of how to counteract whatever dark power Kyrel Ren had manifested, and as he was wracking his brain for options, the bolt hit him, dropping him to his knees and causing him to lose his concentration. Behind him, Seku was also struck. Fortunately for her the effect was lesser, not being a Force wielder.

"Ughhh!....What was that?"

"Some Dark side power...feels like it's sapping my strength..."

"Don't die on me now, Champ," Seku said, pulling Alex back to his feet. "Get up and show 'em what you're made of!"

"Who made you my manager," Alex asked with a smirk.

"I'll fill you in later," Seku answered. "Looks like Gruesome over there is itching for a fight."

"Lucky me," Alex said, rolling his eyes, as he adopted a Jar'Kai stance with his sabers.

Kyrel Ren
Valery Noble
Yula Perl
Luric Ee'everwest
Hollis Orenn
Silas Westgard