Piracy on the Stars: (Free Colonies/Open)

[RC 212]

Location: Space near Xal3

Objective: Seize the cargo vessels.

Fleet:

-The Burning Dawn- Plunderer Class
-The Laughing Skull- Privateer Class Frigate

Spoiler

Jack Raxis​

[member="Abric Korne"]​

[member="Kaeda Vevut"]​

[member="Rhodessa"]​

[member="James Justice"]​

[member="Jagen Wren"]​

[member="Kath"]​

[member="Nyx"]​

[member="Kei Garnik"]​

[member="Thid Qaal"]​

[member="X30-20G"]​

[member="Blacktail"]​

[member="Gray Raxis"]​

[member="Audren Sykes"]​

[member="Qarai"]​

[member="Darth Pikiran"]​

[member="Elaine Thul"]​

[member="Kira Vaal"]​

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]​

[member="Matreya"]​

[member="Rigor"]​

[member="Ark Didrod"]​

@Danger Arcenau​

@Mikail Shorn​

[member="Lady Kay"]​

[member="Filius Stellarum"]​

[member="Stardust"]​

[member="Dyxra'a"]​

[member="Maya Whitelight"]​

[member="Jayce R. Vitalus"]​

[member="Nima Tarkona"]​

[member="Rae’rwna Ves’stahl"]​

[member="Briar Thorn"]​

[member="Galven Solomon"]​

[member="Garoth Ursull"]​

[member="Horus the Blind"]​

Space. Jacks love of all loves. There was something about the deep that called to him. An unseen force that always drew him back here. Recently it was Piracy. With a budding fleet he was on the way to developing quite the reputation among the local systems. The system in question today was Xal3.

They had caught word of a lucrative shipping lane that often had freighters going to and fro. Raw materials and Credits were loaded down on them, moving towards the core worlds for sale and purchase. It was a small trade route he'd chosen today.

Jack stood at the helm of The Burning Dawn, a Plunderer Class Frigate. Made by Jagen and the free colonies he was about to put her to the test. Beside them in hyperspace the Laughing Skull, a Privateer class frigate. He was running Pirate Admiral position today.

"Crew report!" He barked.

The Second Mate turned from his seat at war projector.

"All crew accounted for, reversion in sixty seconds."

"Aye gun's hot, set action stations."

Alarms blared through the ship, blasting the bridge with a wailing of a banshee and flashing red lights. Jack leaned on the railing eyes narrowing as they hurtled through the void. Crew scrambled to their stations, gunner preparing the guns, shields firing up, sublight engines began to whine as their drives fired up.

"Ten seconds Cap'n."

And then they reverted, slamming into the lane with a flash. To their left the Laughing Skull reverted, scanners instantly picking up contacts. Multiple blips fired on the radar, Jack roared orders, using his knife hand to denote whom received them.

"Gunners prepare to fire! Helm take us into the middle of the lane. Order The Laughing Skull alongside us and rotate us on vertical axis, present broadsides!"

The other freighters in the lane panicked, breaking their paths. Two streaked right, alarm beacons already pinging into the void. Two more tried to swerve, pulling free of their flightpath. Jack grinned, solutions from the guns locked.

"All weapons ready!"

"Both vessels, fire!"

Turbolaser fire rocked the ship as they opened up. Flashes of green split the darkest night, illuminating Jacks armor in a sickly green hue through the viewports. ships took hits on both side of the lane, armor crumpling under the intense barrage.

"Sustain fire!"

Surprise was his advantage.

Another fusillade of fire ripped from the fleet, spearing the freighters as they ran. Several hits rocked the left set, ripping through their hulls. A chain reaction ensued, blobs or purple and bright orange blossoming through her hull to be snuffed out by the void. Bodies and contrails of crystallized water and fuel leaked into the void.

"Orders?"

"Save the port side freighters, Laughing Skull can finish the job. Order her run down the left side and disable engines."

"Aye Cap'n."

"Flight officer, put me all six birds on the deck ready to launch. They'll be assisting the Skull. Weapons calibrate Ion cannons. I want precise solutions on the starboard side freighters. Let's take the wind from their sails and close the gap."

"Aye Cap'n!"

"Helm, rotate us on vertical axis eighty degrees. Quartermaster, make ready boarding parties. She's damaged, and listing. We need to take her and move the cargo off asap."

 

[Garoth Ursull]

The ship of Garoth was one of the six ships, ready to attack. The AT-360 turned on as he yawn, as the orders came "Take out enemy ships and prepare the boarding for both cruisers" he had a long night drinking in his room. Mara and Vanadis, his adopted sisters were on a stealth mission on som part of the galaxy, so he was alone...and he appreciated being alone for the first time in months. Not that he hated the company of the girls, its just that he couldnt have a moment without they whispering at his back that the clothes he wear wasnt a present trend.

He flew off the cruiser and into the space. He charged the weapons and drove the AT-360, but there was some fighters coming from the freighters "Enemies, defend the Skull at any cost" he spin his ship evading the first round of shots, as his group start attacking. He expected that his allies were nice pilots, as from now he wouldnt be able to save them. Having a clear shot to his first victim was hard, but the fighter took a direct hit into the cabin, killing the pilot in an instance. It was just a few seconds until the Skull start shooting. He would then land into the port and engage to the crew, killing the guards and finally taking his share of the loot.

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust was strapping her self in as she flipped switcgs as her droid r8 was lowered in...it had been some time since she had done any dog fighting and honestly was excited as all heck"


She lifted off as soon as she was given green and flew out on the burning dawn as she got on comms to a ally"at-360([member="Garoth Ursull"]) this is the thunderstar I got your back"she said as she watched enemy fighters fire over and all around but no hit"hahah can't take me down"she said and fired her guns watching one get hit in the wing and spiral out hitting another"hahaha double kill!

[member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

[member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Garoth Ursull"] [member="Stardust"]

Gray couldn't pilot ships. He never could and never would. Both sides of his family were natural pilots. Piloting was in his blood, but not in his skill set. He had tried to learn so many times before, but it never did work out for him. He just ended up crashing every ship he touched eventually, and it was best he not touch one of the fighters even with his droid Key piloting it. He might have been bad at piloting, but he was good at fighting. He knew how to shoot a gun, and could shoot a canon.

Gray stood in the hanger waiting for his time to shine. He was decked out in his armor and loaded out with his gear. He watched all of the fighter pilots board their ships and head out to engage the enemy. He wished he could join them, especially because the love of his life was one of them out there. She was out there in the battle, the violence, the death and he was here in the hanger unable to be there when she needed him. He just sighed as he waited for them to call for people to board the drop ships.

 

[Cadie Reese]

[member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Stardust"] | [member="Garoth Ursull"]

Cadie strapped her ankle vibroblade into place as the ship shook from another blast from the ion cannons. She rolled her eyes as she reaches across her small barracks to prevent falling into the wall. So the dampeners could use a recalibration then.

Since joining the Colonies Cadie had been working as a glorified mechanic on the Burning Dawn and had been waiting for some kind of excitement. It looked like today was her lucky day. As she made her way through the crowded corridors she had to hold her breath several times from the stench of sweat and liquor left in various stages of digestion when it left its happy host.

The hangar was busy getting the fighters ready on the captains command leaving Cadie to consider her options. Cadie Reese had been born on a starship, she grew up on one and she fully intended to die among the stars. Living on the ground made her itch in more ways than one.

She walked up and slapped the arm of a deckhand. "So what's the sitch?"

The young man scratched his barely apparent, yet proudly worn, grizzle on his chin. "Cap'n orders the birds out. Gonna keep the Skull company. Boarding party should be leaving soon though."

Cadie raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Boarding party huh? I always did like a party."

The deckhand pointed to another man lingering near the rendezvous for the transport. "He's headin' over too."

The red head slapped the man hard enough to make him wince then nodded a thanks before making her way over. She started to check her weapons as she stood next to the armored man. She had chosen her light militia gear rather than anything more heavy. "Hey, I'm Reese. I'll try not to shoot you. No promises, I can be somewhat ornery at times, nothing personal."

 

[Garoth Ursull]

A few minutes later there were only a dozens of enemies fighters that werent a close danger. The boarding party were getting close to the hangars and Garoth was acompany them. A turret pointed into a ship beside the AT-360, travelling with a squad "If i dont get paid with six digits number i will get very mad" the blast went direct to the left side of Garoth´s ship, that avoided the death of those soldiers, but he was going to die if he didnt land somewhere.

A ship in fire entered to the port bay and stomped into a wall "Hurry up, im going to be overrun here" said Garoth raising from the pilot chair and taking his weapons as he leave the ship turning his dark blue lightsaber. Soldiers started to form around the AT-360, all men that could grab a blaster was in there, ready to give their lifes. They started shooting in the wall that Garoth was using as cover. Pinned down and without a range gun. The kind of situation that he wanted to avoid.

[member="Stardust"] [member="Cadie Reese"] [member="Gray Raxis"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She was enjoying the feeling of adrenaline in her veins... The feeling of almost being shot down shots pinging of the shielding the feel of destroying a enemy ship without a moment's regret before switching to the next


Drop ships you got a clear way through"she said to [member="Jack Raxis"] as she watched at at-360 go into the enemy ship...and she thought she was crazy "at-360 I'll be there in just a moment" she said as her guns blazed and caused a fighter to spiral into the enemy freighter with a nice explosion


OK r8 we are gonna do something a bit crazy "eight whistles back a whitty thing of how this couldn't be crazier then normal" yea yea yea OK I'm flying into the hangar and you gonna turn while I jump put and into the hangar"she said as she started straight for it and entered before jumping out as her droid ditched to go back


And now the fun began as she started blocking shots left and right

[member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Garoth Ursull"]