To Destroy the Stars

[Hansen]

Halle Ren,
Anoat Sector.

Halle looks out from the bridge over the Bow of the Imperial I-Class Star Destroyer, her eyes glow yellow like hot sulphur. Halle saunters down to the port-most transparisteel viewports and inspects the Turbolaser batteries from up on high. "Impressive..." Halles' hands fold behind back and she turns over-right-shoulder and walks with brisk pace towards the combat information centre in the hallway leading into bridge. Halle wants to ask the crew here about their long range sensors and potential contacts on the scopes of Destroyer.

[member="Aran Piett"] [member="Carlyle Rausgeber"]

 

[RIP Carlyle Rausgeber]

Carlyle rolled his eyes, but put a grin on. "Yes, they are. A constant bombard from several of these batteries would render nearly any environment uninhabitable." Carlyle said, "The power of the Force pales in the shadow of this technological terror we've constructed." Carlyle replied with a smirk, "However, there are only few opportunities which allow us to perform such actions." he mused, "There is something pure, about the destruction caused by an orbital bombardment." Carlyle turned to the Ren, "Have you ever born witness to that?" he asked.

[member="Halle Ren"] | [member="Aran Piett"]

 

[Jen Rennic]

The shuttle finally dropped out of hyperspace in the Anoat sector, and made it's way to a very old looking design of a Star Destroyer. For some reason Naval Command wanted to send Senior Chief Rennic to inspect the new prototype Star Destroyer. Though this wasn't Jen's first inspection, it was a weird one since the Imperial Star Destroyer was more than 800 years old. The shuttle makes it's way to the hanger and docks, the Senior Chief picked herself up out of her chair walked down the ramp, just to notice she wasn't met with any welcome, the hanger seemed pretty barren for a ship on it's shakedown cruise.​

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"Well this is a good start to this inspection now isn't it." writing something down on a clipboard as she looked around.​

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[member="Carlyle Rausgeber"] | [member="Halle Ren"]​

 

[Hansen]

Halle Ren,
Anoat Sector.

Pivots in her boots towards Carlyle with a scowl across pallor. "Do not be so certain, the Force can scour the life of a planet in the blink of an eye! A feat that would take a fleet of these ships considerable time to do." Halle scratches at some dry skin on cheek with nails, before replying obviously irritated somewhat by the Commodore's ridiculous comment. Too young to perhaps realise the Commodore is teasing her. "In time you will learn to fear and respect the power of the Force. Commodore Rausgeber." It would be difficult to discern whether or not that is a statement or threat from Halle, she stares with pursed lips in a pause towards the Commodore for a moment.

[member="Jen Rennic"] [member="Carlyle Rausgeber"]

 

[RIP Carlyle Rausgeber]

"If the force were as able to wipe the life out of star systems, then why haven't the Ren wiped out the Alliance? Why haven't the extinguished the malignant tumour of the croa?" Carlyle asked, "Because the Knights of Ren, force users in general, talk more than they act." he said, eyeing her with contempt. "However we tolerate your intrusions into military affairs because you are assets." The commodore said, "Supreme Leaders finest and greatest." He added, "But still strangers out of your depth." He added in a biting tone, his voice low and venomous.

[member="Halle Ren"] | [member="Jen Rennic"]

 

[Jen Rennic]

Walking through the empty halls of the Star Destroyer, Jen couldn't help but feel something might be wrong, yet found it impossible for it to be at the same time. She continued to walk towards the bridge making notes of anything that caught her eye as off or just not to standard. As she got closer to the bridge she could hear voices so the ships wasn't completely empty, but Jen didn't recognize either of them. It was normal for her to be sent this far out for a inspection, she normally stayed around the Academy. She passes through the doors to the bridge to see a Ren and a Naval Officer at each other's throats almost. Seeing this officer acting so unbecoming drove Jen into a minor rage.​

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"Holy mother of whatever.....WHAT IS THE PROBLEM HERE, YOU SIR SHOULD BE ACTING MORE LIKE AN OFFICER NOT A CHILD. I'D EXPECT THIS FROM SOME FRESH RECRUIT RIGHT OUT OF BASIC, BUT NOT A COMMODORE LIKE YOU. You are bringing a bad name to the Navy and I am going to file this and make a report of this behavior to Admiral Yvarro once I get back to the Academy."​

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Jen nearly slapped the Commodore, but just shook her head in disgust as she walked away to inspect the rest of the bridge.​

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[member="Carlyle Rausgeber"] | [member="Halle Ren"]​

 

[Hansen]

Halle Ren,
Anoat Sector.

A woman bursts into the bridge with a scathing attack on Commodore Rausgeber, although Halle cannot hear it over the shrieking anger that sweeps over her. "Talk more than we act do we?" Halles' scowl pulls yet deeper and she feels a near overwhelming anger, the young Disciple of Ren is not one to be mocked without consequence. "Allow me to explain something to you....Commodore Rausgeber." Halles' unnatural gaze focuses strongly on the skin of Carlyle's throat, her tone bites back with an equal amount of Venom that was offered, Halles' left hand adopts the appearance of clasping Talons and the young womans' rage manifests and goes to clamp down on his throat with a suffocating grip to constrict the insolent officers insults. "The Knights of Ren are the hands of Supreme Leader Sieger, we are his eyes" Halle grins wickedly. "So in a way Commodore, this is him disciplining you and not I" Halles' lips purse together seriously and she will release him with an exhausted sigh, perhaps now he would exhibit some manners while in her presence? "Believe it or not Commodore, I once wore the white armor of a Stormtrooper. Although I have risen above such trappings of conformity and ambitionlessness as I have risen above you."

Halle pauses and looks towards the newcomer on the bridge. "You must be the inspection team No? I do believe the Commodore might have learnt his lesson." Halles' tone returns to calm, finding some level of serenity and catharsis in releasing her irritation on the Commodore. "Or am I wrong.....Commodore?" Compared to a mere few moments ago the young Disciple of Ren is surprisingly Calm, Carlyle might be able to respect the young disciples' courage or rage, qualities he no doubt possesses himself. Jen close to Halle might feel the warmth escape from her blood.

[member="Carlyle Rausgeber"] @Jen Rennic

 

[RIP Carlyle Rausgeber]

Carlyle rested his hand on his throat, and ill-fated attempt to wrest control of his breathing. His face went red with a lack of breathing, and began to reach for the petty officer. He collapsed to the cold durasteel floor, and glared right back up at the Ren. This diminutive, smug poodoo. His eyes betrayed his anger and he glared at her. He felt her grip tighten, and looked to the floor. Carlyle felt her release him, and he fell to the floor, all tension in his body falling away.

It took a good half minute for the man to pick himself up. He lifted himself off of the deck plating, shooting daggers at the petty officer, "I'll have your rank badge if you talk back to me like that again." He snarled, ignoring the condescension of the teenager, "If you at all believe that you are beyond me because you sit between Ironpants' legs at night, you have another thing coming." He snapped.

[member="Halle Ren"] | [member="Jen Rennic"]

 

[Hansen]

Halle Ren,
Anoat Sector.

Halle shakes her head with pouted lips dismissively "I don't think so Commodore." Halle folds hands behind back like a preening rooster and looks down over the Commodore, luckily the Star Destroyer is manned only by a Skeleton crew to save him the embarrassment of many witnesses. "Now rise, I would not see you on your knees any longer." Halle pauses for a moment. "We should make an inspection of the vessels fighter complement, It consists of several squadrons. Shall we?" Halles' left-hand gestures towards the bridge hall, and waits for the Commodore to rise and lead on, Halle is accustomed to walking in the shadow of Officers where she can see them.

[member="Carlyle Rausgeber"]

 

[RIP Carlyle Rausgeber]

Carlyle rolled his eyes, and behind gritted teeth snarled, "Let's." Carlyle growled, walking down the bridge. The crew had watched the exchange with a mix of amused fascination and morbid curiosity at the Ren's power. Carlyle stormed down the bridge, he turned to the Ren, "Come on." he snapped, "I don't have all kriffing day." The commodore snarled at her, he was clearly irritable after their encounter. Veins across his temple bulged, and his face was still red. He turned to the crew, "I want someone to find that petty officer, and I want her head on my karking desk!" Carlyle snapped.

[member="Halle Ren"]