Faction Sundering Dawn - Shores of Bestine

[Dani Stellaris]

Now, that was the third time that her ship came out of hyperspace early. Looking at the modified N-1s controls, she shook her head. What was going on. Biting her lip, she leaned back into the seat and read the texts that were translated from Mack’s particular binary language. Dani shook her head. “I know buddy, the course was laid in right. I saw it all three times, its good.” She knew this course, it was simple, a two system jump for the race.

What she didn’t know was why she couldn’t even come up with a work around. As a racer, she needed to think beyond the track, and normally? It was a skill she had. The best local star charts her station could buy, after all. Was it a Force thing? Or just a reading the track? She didn’t know.

That was why she was returning back to Naboo. That happened, what, a few days ago?

The Naboo had dispatched a navigator team out to the track, and they were mapping… Or trying to. One navigator, a second, and a member of Shiraya. And that third one? A whole lot of nightmares. Or psychosis.

Dani had received a call, through her channel as being the one who reported the disturbance, and because, well, she was technically in the Order, but never showed up for anything and they were hoping for fodder, she assumed. It was why she was here… Actually taking the second option.

The meeting was brief. Hyperspace around Naboo and the Royal Republic’s suburbs was degrading? It was causing issues on even the most simple of lane. But things the Shiraya that was dispatched did point to a small epicenter, an island of Bestine, but the star charts? They were all sorts of karked, and the team was loaded up to a ship that was flying by droid navigator to make sure nothing went wrong.

Water world. Of course it was, but the islands were the goal. And Dani was being lead from the ship with the rest. As she felt the air from the planet, there was a cold, almost ghostly undertone in the air. She reached for the Force, something she didn’t do as naturally as others, but even she could tell it was wrong…

 

[Lossa Aureus]

Time away from the bigger issues of the Republic was bittersweet.

While she was feeling more like herself rather than a ticking thermal detonator, she felt she was betraying the purpose of her being there. She was supposed to be the battlemaster, and here she was with orders to not fight. Rather than focus on her failings, she had decided to at least do something proactive. Strange occurrences had been piling on within the Republic that had yet to be fully sorted. But even she felt something that was overwhelming. A great many that felt disturbed. Confused. Worried. A feeling that wasn't clear until she picked up a report directly and read.

Something in her demanded to respond.

And she had.

The Zipper dropped out of hyperspace at seemingly random times. The anger coming easily as her fingers danced across different controls to continue testing the anomaly. Always ending in the same result and making her doubt it could be called an anomaly until frustration made her wrap both hands beneath her arms in defeat. Until she calmed, stopped trying to make the tech work, and instead allowed herself to be guided without the fancy gadgets.

Appearing over a world that wasn't where it was supposed to be judging by the internal database of her starfighter. Staring out of the viewport to the planet that was most definitely out of place as she watched a slight trail form across her scanners. Headed for the planet as she had the targeting system track it, and providing a prediction of the landing sight as she continued to stare.

"Well this all is properly karked up." Still locked in the sense of awe at seeing a whole planet out of place.

Dani Stellaris​

 

[Diarch Rellik]

Lost without a paddle​

Location: Aboard the DSD-Vault (Relliks smaller personal flag ship.) Above the planet Gree

Rellik maneuvered between the command deck impatiently. His captain was working tirelessly to get the navigation squared away. Yet with recent reports it seemed many of the smaller and surprisingly - even the larger hyperlanes now had irregular coordinates or were missing completely. The Diarch knew they were not to blame but he had a meeting to attend on Muunilist involving the lower export rates due to this very same issue. The bankers of the planet were not pleased.

His litigation droid Onyx chirped up behind him with his deep yet somehow mocking voice. - :Sir, I suggest not risking the direct jump through hyperspace and simply transferring to Bastion and than to Muunilist.:

Rellik was no prude and he asked his captain about the validity of the request. To which he was informed that either would take some time and that they were nearing the correct coordinates now. - Fair enough - he thought to himself. "Continue as planned than."

As several excruciatingly long minutes passed he would simply pace back and forth amongst the bridge. That was until he realized it was doing nothing but stressing his men. At which point he decided to look over the holomap until they were ready to launch.

With the relieving voice of his captain saying they were ready Rellik would poise himself for take off. Finally

The journey through light space was lasting quite long. To long.

"Captain" he said calmly. Followed by a prompt: YES SIR; from his subordinate.

"Doesn't something, seeeeeeem off about this?"

As if in chorus as an entire crew everyone spoke up. Not simply the captain with a resounding.

YES SIR.

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THRRRRROOOOOM

With an abrupt stop the DSD-Vault now laid above a planet that looked similar in lush greenery and oceans to Muunilist but it did not have the towering structures that the planet was known for. With a simple gaze out of the viewport facing the planet he could tell quickly they were not where they were supposed to be.

"Status report, where in the galaxy are we right now?!"

Sensors blared and staff members rushed into action as all hands got into position for defense, scanning, and diagnostic checks.

The captain of the ship came up shaking to Rellik. Something he had never seen before. He was a brave soldier and had never truly been chastised in anyway. They were friends and fellow warriors but this time something was different.

Captain: "Sir, it appears we are over Bestine IV"

The weight of the situation dawned on him. They were in the heart of the Royal Naboo Republic. This could be seen as an act of aggression. This could lead to galactic war on a scale the Diarchy had only seen in small bursts!

"Captain disable all guns, transfer all power to navigation, shields and thrusters. Do everything you can to set us up on course to leave this sector immediately and take us home. I want a broadcast put out NOW. Record my words and send it out from my mouth directly."

A small handheld recorder was raised up, with the Diarch swiping it into his hands.

"Dear Royal Naboo Republic and any associates. This is Diarch Rellik. I wish to relay that my appearance within your sector is an error due to the hyperlane issues I am sure we have all been receiving. Even with our best calculations, we have mistakenly entered your space. Our weapons systems are deactivate and we wish to leave as soon as we can and we apologize for any fear, concerns, or issues caused by this blunder. - As a show of condolences I wish to offer my personal aid in helping resolve the reason as to why I was brought to this place. Please feel free to contact. We will not be moving until this issue is resolved as a show of peaceful intent. We are here, we come in peace."

The message was relayed to all open channels and sent out as a radio frequency that would surely be picked up at the very least by nearby Naboo.

@OPEN

 

[Dani Stellaris]

There was almost too much going on at the moment. Dani was not used to this level of… involvedness? She was the type to help people, sure, but she did it from the comfort of her own decisions and organizations. The blonde was set down on Bestine with the others and pulled the strap of her bag closer, and away from her front. Just making sure it was all there, her capture, her datapad, her kyber crystal.

“So that was really odd, wasn’t it, Mack?” Dani asked her droid, that accompanied her and the other team. The droid and another member both agreed with her. She grabbed her still-capture and looked around. She was going to have to log this trip as well as she could.

The leader of the expedition, a Jedi Master type, looked around as a comm link came through.The Naboo Master nodded. “We read you Diarch. Not the first to be going through the ringer on this hyperspace… anomaly. We’d welcome the help. Can you receive our location?” They all had lightsabers, and would use them, but only as a last resort.

Lossa Aureus Diarch Rellik

 

[Cali Ziiva]

"I'm tellin' ya, Cutey, I know exactly where I'm going." The bright, pink Zeltron exclaimed in good cheer, which was about as surprising as waking up in the morning. Cali always expressed the utmost confidence in everything she did. Even when things went wrong. Especially when they went wrong. So the droids aboard her ship, the G.C.S. Couverture, knew when Cali was unexpectedly optimistic about nothing to expect the worst.

The QT-series droids were intelligent, capable, and even fierce if the situation called for it. Despite the things Cali landed herself in almost as if drawn to trouble, the Zeltron was an accomplished inventor and mechanic. So the fact she managed to build mostly normal droids that helped her focus wasn't impossible. After all, one only had to see their designations to know Cali was definitely involved in their creation.

QT-314, or Cutey Pie, was her Number One. She knew how to read the Zeltron like a star chart. A knack that often got the Pink One out of as much trouble as she'd gotten herself into.

Suddenly Cali's eyes dropped to a console. "That's not supposed to do that," she managed to say before the hyperdrive engines abruptly went offline and threw the ship back into normal space. A drawn out squeal of surprise ensued as she slammed on the controls to pitch the ship. Whether it made much of a difference in the split second was anyone's guess. All Cali knew was there was a giant something up ahead as they decelerated and it looked like they were about to go squish!

"Cali, I believe that was a Star Destroyer."

Her pink wreathed head turned to stare at Cutey with wide, unblinking eyes. "Yep." Almost plowed into the broadside of a Star Destroy at relativistic speeds in that quaint space between Hyper and Not-so-Hyper space. They'd sailed right over the other ship and wasn't exactly trying to slam on the brakes just yet. "You think they noticed?"

Yeah, they probably noticed.

Tag:: Diarch Rellik , Dani Stellaris , Lossa Aureus​