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Ruins of Silver Station

Apon farther inspection of the ships they required a lot of work to be capable of flying again. Thou most spar parts could be found on the station Jaster was aware that he had no engenneer capable of working on this ship and had now crew or security to work the station to do anything. Plus the closest any of his reinforcement were over 12 hours away.

Thus he worked his men to gather the parts and all the equipment he could and return another day to retrieve the ships and turn the station into a trading hub along the Corillian Run.
 
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It started with a slight shimmer, as if the space was being warped and twisted. Then, in a flash of pale silvery light a ship bursts from hyper space its dark expanse of grey hull can be see as it approaches the the station, contrasting with the black of space, and the occasional white ray of dull light leaking from a distant star. On closer inspection you would note that it is a BT-7 Thunderclap, a re-purposed Republic assault ship, armor plating flecked with the refuse of aged paint.​

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"Cadan look what we 'ave 'ere a space station ripe for the lootin' don't mind if I do." he'd say his finger's moving deftly across the terminals Intermittent bursts of artificial white light wrack his dashboard, a sequence of numbers lighting up on the florescent green screen. "We've got company, looks like we weren't the first 'ere Cadan." he'd switch on an open com for communication with the foreign vessels with a burst of static. "Come in ships, this is Flannigan Mcnash speaking, leader of the Jackals. New owner of this space station."
 
"Cap'n, you mind teaching me some of these space tricks?" He'd say after they just came out of hyper space. "I will ready the cannons." His face becoming serious, his large, red eyes scanning the space station and other ships.
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] @Jaster of clan Awaud
 

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Darth Acarus's Darkblade exploded out of hyperspace with a ferocity that only an imposing One Sith capital ship can bring out. In his early days as a member of the One Sith, Acarus had led space offensives against the Omega Protectorate and against two Galactic Republic forces. Of course at separate times. All of those times, he won.

This time however, he didn't move with a whole fleet at his front. Instead, he was going to use one ship to scout ahead and establish a base of operations. A moving one anyway, and if they were found out, he would make sure to contact his taskforce that was located within the closest One Sith sector of space, alert and ready to jump at any moment to the aid of their Commander.

Despite the overbearing size of the Darkblade, Malphas was located on another ship. One that was clearly smaller, and was only for transport. It had clamped onto the Darkblade while it had gone through hyperspace and had used it's shields against the pull of hyperspace and brought it to this location.

Through the slicing skills of those located on the Darkblade, Acarus's gravelly voice came over the communication systems on the Station.

:: If you do not wish to die, leave this Space Station and return home. You have two minutes. ::

Despite what he said, his personal ship didn't stop moving forwards. In fact, Acarus figured that it would indeed take him two minutes to even get to the station and dock. From there, whoever he encountered, he would kill.

[member="Cadan Tazi"], [member="Flannigan Mcnash"], [member="Jaster of clan Awaud "]
 

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