We're Going To Annihilate...

[Darth Ayra]

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The supervisor, after learning who the ivory-blonde Sith Lord was, brought Darth Ayra to the person responsible for the Attrition-class Star Destroyer's restoration and subsequent reconstruction; and who better than the Sith Apprentice's own Sith Master, Darth Pandeima, also known as Circe Savan, CEO of Subach-Innes, who controlled the Morellia shipyards. "I should of known," said Ayra, as she entered the office. "That I would do all the hard work and you would pick up the reigns. How perfectly dark of you, my Master."

Ayra settled onto the ledge of the desk, facing Pandeima still. But it was not her Sith Master that she spoke too. She knew better than to speak- and treat- the Sith Lord in such a way. "You will find a Niathal-class shuttle in a nearby hangar bay, Chiss. Find one of the Annihilator-class generators that should be on board the Obscurity and have it transported to the hangar bay, then loaded onto the Niathal. I will be bringing it back with me to Bosph."

The Chiss, who was the Supervisor, also knew when he was being spoken too and replied. "But my Lord, without the generator, how will the Obscurity retain it's cloaking abilities?"

She gave Pandeima a small smile, before turning away from her to approach the Chiss. Time to show that, indeed, the other forms of passion outside hate, rage and lust had an effect on her Sith Apprentice. Instead of choking the man with the Force, or even her bear hand, as her sulfuric, yellow eyes gleamed with such malicious intent, Ayra brought her hand to the mans cheek and cupped it. "My friend," she said, leaning forward to whisper into his ear. "The Obscurity was constructed by the Sith Empire once before. Did you ever think about replicating the other generators that are on board to replace the one you will be transporting?"
"No... that didn't come to mind, my Lord."
"I know. Remove the stygium crystals in the generator that you will be transporting. I have stygium already prepared at Bosph. Use the crystals you will be removing from the original generator and install it into the next one, once it has been replicated."
"Yes, my Lord."

She let go of him. Blushing, the Chiss supervisor returned down into the construction bay to continue his work and issue Ayra's orders. She turned back to the desk and resumed her previous position before asking Pandeima cheekily. "How was that?"

 

[Onrai]

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"I'm impressed you were able to adequately hold your temper. Thrawn would be too, were he still alive. I don't think I've ever seen one of my subordinates be so calm with regards to dealing with their underling. I would give you a promotion, if I had the sway to do so, that is. Unfortunately, I don't, so you'll just have to settle for massages. You do still enjoy them, don't you, my apprentice?"

 

[Darth Ayra]

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"I do, Master. We can play later, if you like." She gave Pandeima a wink, leaning forwards slightly on her left hand so as to show her cleavage to the Sith Lord. "I have cargo to deliver to Bosph. Why don't you come with me? You can see the project that I began for us and give it your seal of approval. How about it?"

As Pandeima considered her Apprentice's proposal, the construction teams at Bosph, that had begun the assembly of the Annihilator-class boarding shuttles, had just about finished their work. Thirty five meters long, forty five meters wide, ten meters tall, they would have the capacity to carry fifty passengers and one pilot or ten passengers, one pilot and a nuclear warhead, as per the devised Katarn Maneuver thought of by the Chiss Commander, @Malus.

Located at the top, front of the ship, was an ion cannon capable of firing ionize energy into a breached area of a ship. The ion energy would fuse together systems and stop the internal and external shield from covering the part of the ship that was breached and subsequently exposed to the void that was space. The plasma cutters, located at the bottom, front end of the ship, would be responsible for said breach being there. They were fully capable of tearing into the hull of an enemy ship to expose it and allow it's passengers to begin boarding. The consequential exposure to the vacuum of space would mean the environment and on board crew would be literally sucked out, giving the exposed area zero gravity. Hence for the Zero G assault stormtrooper equipment that would be found on board the shuttles, so the troopers on board could board and subsequently fight in such an environment.

 

[Onrai]

"You've done excellent work here... If anything, this might replace several types of dropship currently in our inventory, though I don't see gunships or shuttles being truly replaced any time soon. These are more along the lines of assault ships - I'll make sure every ship carries at least a wing of these. They'll be invaluable, especially in special operations or front-line fleets." Circe was very proud of her apprentice. She had done a fine job.

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[Darth Ayra]

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Ayra offered her hand to Pandeima, and when the Sith Lord took the others fingers in her own, the former led the latter along the Moreilla shipyards to the Niathal, side by side. They stood at the entrance of the hangar, gazing upon the Niathal. The Moreilla star was passing over the shipyards at that moment, due to the structure caught in the planets gravity well. Light shone over them both and the vessel, giving it an eerie and awe striking effect. Surrounding transparisteel panels begun to dull out the light, protecting them from it. The effect passed them, leaving the Banite's in a state of darkness. Ayra diverted her gaze to Pandeima to say. "Let's go."

Six hours later.

The Niathal dropped out of the stratosphere of Bosph and down towards the same landing bay that Ayra had parked on before, during Vulcanus's dominion of the planet. The history behind the construction facility that the Graug had used to construct Star Destroyers, of which Ayra still no idea of their designation or purpose, still eluded the Sith Lord. Perhaps Pandeima knew? But the question never came to mind. It was of no consequence, she had decided.

A man approached both women as they disembarked the shuttle and down onto the smooth, grey and wet surface of the landing bay. It was an open environment, and much like the first day Ayra had first taken her steps on Bosph, rain continued it's assault. "Must be in rain season," she said to Pandeima, before turning to the man. She lifted her chin to him, the cowl of her Sith robe raised to conceal her features still. "My Lord, the crafts you ordered have been assembled and are awaiting the final component, before they are complete."
"We expect a datapad in five minutes, with a detailed report of the crafts width, height and it's length, as well as the other installments you have already made," replied Ayra.
"Yes, my Lord. The package you mentioned on your transmission?"
"It is found in a cargo area on board the vessel behind me. You will assign another man under your command to fetch the report I have just asked for and assign yourself and four others to carry the package down into the construction bay. It is our expectation that you will have a team of engineers and scientists ready to study the generator, so that replication can begin."
"Of course, my Lord."

The man went to leave the two Sith Lords, when Ayra said. "Hold." When he turned, a slight fear in his eyes, she asked. "The other package that I left here three days ago. Where is it currently?"
"It is under guard in a cargo bay below, as you ordered, my Lord."
"Good. When you have finished delivering the generator, have the stygium moved as well."
"Yes, my Lord."

Finally, the man left them. Darth Ayra turned to Darth Pandeima. "Shall we get out of this wet, Master?"

 

[Onrai]

"Of course. We're both so hot, a bit of wetness can do us good." She smiled, hand in hand with her Sith Apprentice as the two of them stepped out into the water. "You're so wonderful... I'm glad we managed to work out an iteration of the Rule that means neither of us have to die. The last thing I'd want would be to look at your ivory skin and know it was that color due to death, not Dark Side corruption."

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[Darth Ayra]

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Ayra smiled. "Like I said at Morellia, you can give me a massage... and maybe something a little more... once we've finished here." She proceeded into the complex, descending down it's steps and into the construction bay. As ordered, the supervisor had delivered the report she had requested. Ayra read it intently. As the design was provided and followed, she learned that they measured by ten meters in height, forty five meters in width and thirty five meters in length. That the ion cannon had been installed and placed on the front, top end of the ship, whilst it's plasma cutters were found on bottom, front end of the ship.

Storage containers for the Zero-G assault stormtrooper gear had been installed; and said gear, fifty in total, were placed in each slot. In essence, the Annihilator-class boarding shuttle was a miniature barracks for it's passengers to get their gear and weapon ready, with benches on either side for them to sit down on. The cockpit had two seats, for the pilot and co-pilot, with a transparisteel screen to seperate themselves from the vacuum of space and yet, give them the ability to see where they are flying.

Ayra lifted her gaze from the report to Pandeima. "The shuttles have been constructed. Now, it is a waiting game for the Annihilator technology to be replicated and installed in each of them, so the stygium crystals can be fitted in each, thus giving them their cloaking ability."

 

[Onrai]

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"Indeed. And hibridium copies of the Annihilator generators will be utilized as the cloaking device for the main-production Attrition-class Star Destroyers. I think I've managed to somewhat counterbalance the double-blindness flaw by using a computerized combat predictor to allow for safe traverse through asteroid fields while still allowing fire to clear the way." She smiled. "We're so close to successfully reaching the cusp of this, aren't we?"

 

[Darth Ayra]

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"Indeed, we are my Master. Indeed, we are." Ayra turned away from Pandeima has the replica generators were beginning their installation. As the replicated Annihilator-class generators began to be placed inside the Annihilator-class boarding shuttle, the stygium crystals Ayra took from the United Mandalorian Clans during Operation: False Flags were delivered. Slowly, over time, the sounds of generators coming online and a faint, grey hue emitting around them suggested that the installation was complete.

Her eyes found Pandeima's again. "Now, all that is left to do is test the merchandise." She took her Masters hand and led her into the nearest shuttle.

 

[Onrai]

"I'm eager to see how the miniaturized Annihilator-class generators perform with regards to cloaking these shuttles." She smiled. "If their performance on the Obscurity itself is anything comparable to that of these, I'll be very impressed." She smiled, taking her apprentice's hand and sitting in the co-pilot's seat. It was the last thing they needed, after all.

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[Darth Ayra]

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Space, the final frontier; or for two Sith Lords and the newly craft Annihilator-class boarding shuttles, their first step into the void. Ayra reclined in her seat when she finished their lift off, up into the orbit of Bosph. She turned to Pandeima and said. "Now, let's see if our enterprise paid off, my lady." She lifted Pandeima's hand, which was currently wrapped around hers and kissed the top, before letting go to activate the Annihilator-class generators.

A cloak was erected across the Annihilator. "And there we have it. A full functional troop carrier, capable of cloaking itself from detection; the ability to board enemy ships; and carrying gear essential for zero gravity situations." She back to Pandeima when she was finished checking over the results. "And now, nobody will see this..."

Ayra dived onto her Sith Master; and several hours of bliss ensued, of which the writer won't go into detail. A celebration of sorts, for the completion of their enterprise.

[FIN]