Moonage Daydream
The Alliance in Exile had been living within the Outer Rim Coalition for a bit now. And that meant the Outback Patrol Group was doing work to help enforce laws, especially around D’Qar. Sector Forces and Roving Lines were heading into decidedly unfriendly territory. They would take the power of the Alliance and throw it into the defense of others, former Alliance worlds, and those needing the protection and assistance. A lot of times, that does include, or may include, helping the Coalition, but under orders from Admiral Stazi and General Starchaser himself, the assistance from the Exiled forcers was only going to be granted under request.
Or under extreme circumstance. That would bring the Alliance to bear on anyone seeking to take space from the Coalition. And that made things a bit tricky.
Alliance forces worked alongside the Coalition for years, since the very beginning, but lately? The two forces were diverging. Alliance forces were the more tried and true military, Coalition focused on small volunteer militia and wandering sheriffs. Even the Force users were different. Shattered Ronin and Vigilantes helped reach beyond Alliance Intelligence and Sector Forces to strike where the darkness was the worst. Judges worked like more well armed Wardens, striking where they needed to. The worst of it?
Alliance soldiers would watch the Coalition and through many reports, Coren was receiving calls that the latter didn’t know what they were doing. Winning by luck, and chance.
Having reached out to the ones that became focal points for the Coalition, Starchaser had cleared space outside of D’Qar, including a moon set up for some war games. Standing at the forward operating base, the Jedi General stood in his Vanguard armor, scatter gun on his back, pistol on his hip, and as rarely seen besides certain folk, a lightsaber on his other.
Stepping onto the platform, he began addressing the crowd. “We are here to learn from one another, work together. Alliance teaching Coalition, and the reverse. Ships from both are entering orbit, but on the ground, we’re having soldiers meet a variety of tasks, from capture the flag, rescuing hostages, and striking targets in crowded locations. In orbit, our warships will be running scenarios to take each other ‘down’, while our fighters will engage in a variety of dogfighting challenges. The goal is to learn, teach, and compete. We’ll keep a friendly score, but hoping we can make a bit of camaraderie here.”
OOC: We’re at a set up war-zone camp. A number of obstacle courses, constructed and natural, combat droids, and a number of chances to compete, lets keep it focused. A capture the flag for the ground, Force-user duels, dog fighting for the fighters, and fleet practice for starship pilots. Lets have some fun!
Or under extreme circumstance. That would bring the Alliance to bear on anyone seeking to take space from the Coalition. And that made things a bit tricky.
Alliance forces worked alongside the Coalition for years, since the very beginning, but lately? The two forces were diverging. Alliance forces were the more tried and true military, Coalition focused on small volunteer militia and wandering sheriffs. Even the Force users were different. Shattered Ronin and Vigilantes helped reach beyond Alliance Intelligence and Sector Forces to strike where the darkness was the worst. Judges worked like more well armed Wardens, striking where they needed to. The worst of it?
Alliance soldiers would watch the Coalition and through many reports, Coren was receiving calls that the latter didn’t know what they were doing. Winning by luck, and chance.
Having reached out to the ones that became focal points for the Coalition, Starchaser had cleared space outside of D’Qar, including a moon set up for some war games. Standing at the forward operating base, the Jedi General stood in his Vanguard armor, scatter gun on his back, pistol on his hip, and as rarely seen besides certain folk, a lightsaber on his other.
Stepping onto the platform, he began addressing the crowd. “We are here to learn from one another, work together. Alliance teaching Coalition, and the reverse. Ships from both are entering orbit, but on the ground, we’re having soldiers meet a variety of tasks, from capture the flag, rescuing hostages, and striking targets in crowded locations. In orbit, our warships will be running scenarios to take each other ‘down’, while our fighters will engage in a variety of dogfighting challenges. The goal is to learn, teach, and compete. We’ll keep a friendly score, but hoping we can make a bit of camaraderie here.”
OOC: We’re at a set up war-zone camp. A number of obstacle courses, constructed and natural, combat droids, and a number of chances to compete, lets keep it focused. A capture the flag for the ground, Force-user duels, dog fighting for the fighters, and fleet practice for starship pilots. Lets have some fun!
