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Post by Dan Zorko on May 19, 2009 21:23:20 GMT
Dan was still sitting in his seat when the Talons Revenge came out of hyperspace. "Sir, Clememnce is hailing us." called comms. Dan waved his hand vaguely. "Put him on." Clemence apperead on the screen. "Sir, the 5th and 7th have just left." Dan nodded. "Ok then. They know what to do when they get there." Clemence frowned, noticing the look on Dan's face. "Sir are you al- wait a second.. It's that time of year again, isn't it?" Dan slowly nodded. "Yep." "I'm sorry, sir." said Clemence, averting his eyes. "So am I." said Dan, and cut off the message. He slowly rose. "I'll be in my quarters. Clemence has the reins. Only interupt me if we're under attack."
Dan walked until he made it to his quarters. The door slid open and he went in, locking the door behind him. He didn't turn on the lights, and made his way over to a cooling unit, where he took out a bottle of Corellian Whiskey, along with a glass. He went over to a chair, and sat down, drawing his pistol and putting it next to the empty glass.
He grabbed the bottle and filled the cup. He was about to put it back in the cooling unit, when he decided to just leave it by the glass. Taking the glass, he raised it to no one in particular, said "Happy Birthday Roxanne," and downed the glass. Pouring himself another glass, he took the pistol and turned it around in his hands, and just looked at it for a while.
After a while, he shook his head, put the pisol back, and sat there in the dark, with a glass of whiskey in his hands, thinking.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 21, 2009 19:44:43 GMT
Clemence was standing on the bridge of the Blazing Sparrow when he was called by his radar operator. "Uh... Sir... You may want to see this...?" Clemence walked over. "What's goin- What the...?" In front of them was the 7th Enforcement Force coming out of hyperspace. "Aren't they supposed at Tythe?" asked the orperator. "They are..." said Clemence. "Comms! Hail them!" "They're ignoring the hails!" yelled the Comm officer. "And the 5th has just reported that they came out of hyperspace for an adjustment, and the 7th is gone!" "Retract them!" said Clemence. "Sir! The 7th is moving to attack speed! They're charging towards... Talons Revenge!" "Intercept!" roared Clemence. "Get the Grand Admiral! And open a line with the 7th!" When a line had opened, Clemence grabbed the comm. "HUEY! What in BLAZES are you doing?" "What should have been done long ago." came the calm reply. "I will kill Zorko and take my place as ruler of the Black Moon." "Like hell you will!" said Clemence. He opened up a line so all BM ships in the system could hear him. "This is Admiral Clemence. 1st Fleet, all ships from the 7th that do not surrender on this line now are to be considered hostile and destroyed." He waited a few momments, and when no surrenders came, he said "Ok then. You had your chance. 1st Fleet, ATTACK!" He felt his ship swing into battle formation with the rest of the fleet.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 21, 2009 21:11:14 GMT
Dan was asleep, still in the chair, when the alarm started to sound for general quarters. A pounding began on his door, and startled, he woke up. "Yeah yeah, I'm coming..." he grumbled, but then realized he was hearing alarms. With a groan, he ran into the bathroom, and splashed some cold water on his face. Shaking his head, he opened the door. "Whats going on?" A trio of Reapers stood there. "Admiral Huey and the 7th are trying to kill you. We want to move you to the planet, it'll be safer." Dan shook his head. "No. I stay. What fleets are stationed here, and where's the 5th?" "Only the 1st is here, along with the Lok Defense Force. The 5th is being recalled, and the 6th is still out on that special mission you sent them. Shall more fleets be called in?" replied the Reaper. "No. We can take them. I'll take control when I get to the bridge. Come on." Dan started to jog down the corridor, with the Reapers in tow.
As Dan made it to the bridge, the 7th was just about to reach them. "All loyal ships, this is Grand Admiral Zorko. Don't let them get in our formation, and be careful when firing. Make sure you don't hit any loyal ships. Don't launch starfighters. All starfighters are to be deemed hostile and shot down." said Dan. "Is that wise sir?" asked Clemence, who had patched in through the comm. "I think so. I made sure they heard it too. Look." The 7th had not launched any starfighters also. "I think our odds were just bettered. Move the SSDs, the Viscount, and the Mediator behind them. They should be able to cut off any escape, are too big to be mistakened for the 7th, and are strong enough to absorb any stray fire."
At this point, the 7th was upon them, and both sides released their opening volleys.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 22, 2009 21:57:02 GMT
Dan grabbed onto the rail as his ship shook under the assault of weapons that hit them. "Sith! Is the whole damn fleet attacking just this ship?" he asked. "Actually, yes sir." called the radar officer. "They must really want you dead." "Well lets not give them that chance. Have 2 Nebulas form up and form a rolling blockade. Keep us moving." Dan watched as 2 Nebulas formed up alongside the ship. "At this point, a trio Victory-II SDs from the 7th moved in and made an assault on the Talons Revenge. Moving quickly, the the other 2 Nebulas moved to block their shot, while the Revenge rolled, just having enough space to fire in between the 2 ships.
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Post by Jalua Solast on May 23, 2009 1:08:35 GMT
Two Galactic-class Battle Carriers with Three Nebula-class Star Destroyers came out of hyperspace during this manoeuvre. Rear Admiral Price was in charge of the large squadron which was out patrolling these distant regions, far from the Coalition's borders. Price wasn't impressed by the sight he saw, he was an older man with a white moustache which curved slightly down at the edges. "What in Galor's name are they doing? Combat training on that scale? They'll hurt themselves" he muttered across the bridge, but when a stir occurred at one end of the bridge, he soon marched over. "Full powered turbolaser fire, Sir" the operator said before his superior could butt in, and that was enough for Price. "Order all of our ships to battle stations, head at full speed to whatever is the flagship of this mess" he barked, getting a bit excited by the opportunity to blast some 'pirates'. "The flagship is the Talons Revenge" replied the Captain, in charge of this individual vessel. Price had noticed his snobby attitude to others and had always blacklisted this captain, hence he now called this vessel his flagship. "Good, head towards it" he immediately snapped back at the Captain, with a mental smirk. "The Talons Revenge is Admiral Zorko's flagship. He may be on board and in which case, he should receive our protection" the Captain replied after a noticeable intake of air. Price eyed the Captain for a few moments, searching his face for evidence of a possible lie or distraction. "Very well, we shall protect him" Price finally replied, before spinning on his heel to the Captain's Commander, second-in-rank. "Assemble ten boarding parties to hit the flagship. Bring back Admiral Zorko" Price spat out, saliva hitting the two men in front of him. Both attempted to discreetly wipe this from their faces without the Rear Admiral noticing. Turning to the front viewport of the bridge, Price looked out at the battle beginning to engulf them. "What a mess... a good mess though, I will give them that" he muttered to himself.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 23, 2009 12:43:43 GMT
"Uh... Sir..." called the radar officer. "You need to see this..." Dan jogged over. "What are you-Sith..." he muttered. "Why do we have boarding ships coming towards us? Have they tried to hail us?" "No sir. They just popped out of hyperspace and launched boarding craft." said the radar officer. "All marines and Reapers to the hangars. Prepare to repel boarders. Seal the hangars. Comms, call them off. If they land, they are to be considered hostile, but try not to kill them. I'm going to call the Empress and find out why we're under attack by Coalition ships. How's the situation with the 7th going?" "About half the fleet destroyed, they have definetly slowed down." came the reply. "Good. Keep at it. Clemence has the lead for now."
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Post by Jalua Solast on May 23, 2009 17:21:54 GMT
Rear Admiral Price was watching the shuttles move past his Star Destroyers, with starfighter escorts, towards the flagship. "Sir, the Talons Revenge is hailing us" shouted a Lieutenant in the corner, "On screen" blurted out Price, looking at a screen which had been fitted, hanging down from the ceiling of the bridge. "This is Rear Admiral Price of the Imperial Coalition. I want to know what is going on here" he demanded, spit falling down before him as he spoke.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 23, 2009 19:18:44 GMT
"I should be asking you the same." Dan growled. "To answer your question, I've run into a bit of trouble with one of my Admirals, and am taking care of it now. But you will not be landing on this ship. Call off your landing craft or they will be shot down. And why is there a Coaltion battlegroup above my capital planet without my prior knowledge?"
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Post by Jalua Solast on May 23, 2009 22:04:26 GMT
Price froze for a moment before responding "Just a routine patrol" he said before turning to a operator and nodding his head. The landing craft and their escorts turned around and headed back to the flagship of the squadron. "Send us your hostiles" Rear Admiral Price continued, "We'll deal with them".
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 24, 2009 14:25:34 GMT
"No need." said Dan. "We can deal with them just fine." "Sir!" called comms. "The 6th have returned, and they said they have this uh... Package that you requested?" "Good." said Dan. "Have them flank what's left of the 7th, and shred them." At this point, all that was left was a pair of CR-90 corvettes and a Dreadnaught Heavy Cruiser. The Talon's Revenge and its escorts came alongside the dreadnaught and made short work of it, while a Victory class SD dealt with the Corvettes. "See?" he said to the Admiral. "We got it."
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Post by Jalua Solast on May 25, 2009 9:49:31 GMT
Rear Admiral Price nodded, looking at the distant explosion. "We still need you Zorko. Either follow us or get on board, the Coalition's got something you might want to see" he said, revealing nothing about what was about to happen, something which could change the galaxy.
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Post by Dan Zorko on May 25, 2009 11:30:47 GMT
Dan frowned and closed the line for a momment. "What do you think?" he said to Clemence, who had tapped in. "They've never lied in the past. I say go for it. It may be important. Plus you may see the Empress again." said Clemence. "Right..." said Dan, thinking about Jalua. "Ok, you have control until I return. Have the shuttle carrying the package dock with us." He reopened the line. "Ok. Dump the hyperspace route into our nav computer, and lets go." he told the Admiral as the shuttle docked.
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Post by Jalua Solast on May 25, 2009 15:10:14 GMT
Rear Admiral Price got the signal that the Black Moon flagship was in position and with a chop of his hand, the squadron headed into hyperspace towards Tython.
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Post by Dan Zorko on Jun 2, 2009 20:55:25 GMT
The Talon's Revenge came out of hyperspace. "Comms, Admiral meeting. 15 minutes. Call it." said Dan, and strode out of the bridge. He went into the meeting room and sat down in his chair. After 15 minutes, the other admiral's images appeared, minus Huey. "Call in." said Dan.
"Admiral Clemence, 1st fleet here."
"Admiral Farley, 2nd fleet."
"Admiral Jake, 3rd fleet."
"Admiral Froth, 4th fleet."
"Admiral Grath, 5th fleet."
"Admiral Duke, 6th fleet."
"Uh... Admiral Thomas, 8th fleet." said Thomas, obviously forgetting that Huey was dead.
"Ok." said Dan. "First order. What the hell happened with Huey?" Clemence cleared his throat. "Evidently he'd been planning that attack since before Coruscant. With the 7th dramatically smaller after the battle, he decided to wait until the night when you are... Uh..." "Drunk." said Dan. "We all know I was drunk." "Correct sir. The plan was to rush the Talons Revenge, kill you, and take command. I think he thought the 1st wouldn't be able to organize in time to stop him, but forgot I had taken command of the 1st recently. Thankfully, he was stopped." said Clemence "Yes." said Dan. "And this serves as a warning to the rest of you. Cross me, and I'll have you killed in the blink of an eye. Am I clear?" A chorus of "Yes sir" came from the images. "Good." said Dan. "Anyone have any recent news for me?" "Yes sir." said Admiral Jake, who was on station above Duros. "We've been monitoring the Coalition Holonet in case of any trouble we could help out with, seeing as we're on station so close to their territory. We recieved this broadcast from Zeltros. It's... Interesting... Hold on a second, I'll put it up."
A few seconds later, a holonet broadcast appeared in the middle. Zeltos Central Plaza was covered with throngs of people. The camera focused on the Empress. Sipping a steaming green drink, she watched the blue light in front of her eyes with amazing attention, not noticing a single detail around her. Sure enough, within a couple of minutes of the channels broadcasting live feeds of the site, three bombers flew over and opened their bomb bays. What was falling however was tied up agents that had been found to have infiltrated the Royal Palace. The bodies fell onto a grid of spikes which created dozens of mindless screams from the now impaled spies. The crowd reacted strangely, the ones closest who had seen the massacre first hand was clearly disturbed, one even throwing up. Those behind however was cheering wildly, ignoring such brutal methods to see state revenge. The camera cut off.
Dan, who had been leaning on his armrest, looked at the other Admirals. The newest Admiral, Farley appeared a little queasy, but the rest seemed to take it better. Duke and Clemence were even smiling and nodding in agreement with the method. "Interesting indeed..." said Dan. "I think she's testing them. And it appeared to be successful." "I think we should try that." said Duke. "We're already considered Pirates." Dan laughed. "I think we're more then pirates by now." said Dan. "We aren't the small band we used to be. From now on, we're just Black Moon. I'll make the announcement later on the holonet, after we conclude here. But I do want to talk to Jalua about that..."
"Anyways, has anyone checked the status on John?" he asked. "We got nothing." said Thomas. "We tried to find out, and were pretty much stonewalled. They're keeping it tight." "Blah." said Dan. "I'll contact them myself later. Now onto the meeting." He gave them a brief rundown on what had occured, and what had been proposed. When he finished, he was met with blank stares. "One government?" asked Huey. "The Mandolorians?" asked Clemce angrily. "I can see working with the Coalition and Jedi, and personally I support it, they're great people. But the Mandalorians? Not only did they take Taris from us, they KILLED the Empresses father! And she proposed this?!" He slammed his fist angerly on the arm of his chair. Dan nodded. "Yep. Don't worry, I didn't give them an answer yet. And this would only be if war broke out if the Imperials." "But what would happen to us?" asked Froth. "Most of you would be put into the naval division probablly." said Dan. "That's to be uder Mando control. The 5th may be put under the army, which is controlled by the Coalition. The 8th would probablly stay with me, as BM was propsed to handle intelligence." "So we've got the crap job." spat Clemence. "Well, esentially, that's where our strength lies." said Dan. "But we'll decide if and when the time comes. Just keep it in the back of your minds for now."
"Final order of buisness. We will be helping John with destroying the Sith once and for all. The Imperial Coalition will be joining us, and possibly the Mandos. I just recieved fleet movements from John. The 2nd, with support from the 6th, as he has requested the Reapers will be handling this, and you'll be split into two groups. One half will be sent Thule, the other Tiss'Harl. I'm attaching all of our newly produced ships to the 6th. That'll be about 20 Nebulas, 20,000 TIE Defenders, and 32 Victory II-class Star Destroyers." said Dan. "2nd, where are you now?" "Bespin." said Farley. "Good." said Dan. "You and D uke move to Duros for now. 8th, I want you to probe those 2 planets. Make sure there's no surprises waiting for us. If there aren't, I'll send the 2nd and 6th. Take your time though, I'm in no hurry." Dan looked down at some notes he had drawn out. "All fleets are to be on red alert in case of attack, and be ready to move at a momments notice. 3rd, stay at Duros. 4th and 5th, Bespin, the 1st will remain at Lok. Any questons?" he asked. The Admirals shook their heads. "Good." said Dan. "May the Force be with you. Meeting adjourned." With that, the images disappeared.
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Post by John Hammond on Jun 7, 2009 23:50:04 GMT
"Admiral Zorko." A tired and ill-looking Hammond in a black armour appeared on a hologram. He was gaunt, and looked like he might fall at any moment.
"I must thank you for your support for my operation against the Dark Lord. Although a failure, he is, for the moment, now on the run. We live in a safer galaxy now. However... a dangerous situation has arisen. One of my top generals travelled to Salanda, was attacked and is now being held hostage. Empress Solast has begun to make preparations for war, and seems to be acting as if she, too, were becoming a Sith. "
Hammond took a deep breath.
"Will you join me at Salanda? I will travel there with only four squadrons of my best troops. Your presence there may make the situation less tense."
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