Open Invasion Yavin IV A Steel Wall

[Lucius Adasca]

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Open for cpvp naval combat

Lucius paced back and forth across the command deck of the Onager-Class Star Destroyer ‘Absolution’, his nerves were shot, the Jedi Master did not know what would await him at the end of the Hyperspace lane. He knew it wouldn’t be good, at best it would be death and destruction at worst it would be the end of the Jedi Order. His second family, Isabella was safely back on Arkania, within the care of his Great Aunt and the power his Cousin wielded on the planet. Lucius had rushed from his daughter's side as soon as the distress signal had been sent out. Travelling first to the secondary Jedi fleet and from there to Yavin.

“Master Adasca, we are about to arrive.” Called the ship's Captain from a station behind him. Lucius stopped pacing, standing in the middle of the bridge he stared out into the blue tunnel, the flashing light reflecting off his silver-white hair. “Prepare for battle, you know the plan.” He said with a voice much calmer than the emotions that swirled beneath.

A procession of ‘Yes Sir’ erupted one by one behind, just as the last one finished the blue light disappeared and there she was. The great green globe that was the Yavin, around chaos and fire bloomed as the defence fleet struggled to hold off encroaching Sith forces. The thud of the Hyperdrive deactivating was quickly replaced with the sound of Turbolaser fire. “Captain Yardress, bring the Composite Laser around on the lead Star Destroyer.” He called, the signature weapon of the Onager would slowly begin to cycle through its powering states. Behind the ‘Absolution’ the two Pilum Corvette’s and five Raider-III’s erupted from Hyperspace, they two began to take up positions, the fleet driving for the heart of the battle, looking to cut the Sith away from the planet and the fleeing transports.

“Open a Comm to the Temple.” He called, emotion slowly falling into his voice. The communication officer gave him a heads up a few moments later once it connected. “Grandmaster Voran @Valen Pelora , we have arrived to support the evacuation. We will buy you as much time as possible.” With that he would turn round and point at one of the tactical officers. “Deploy the Hyperdrive Starfighters to cover the Transports, all others are to engage the Sith.”

Hopefully with a bit of luck and skill they would survive this day.

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[Caduceus Ramage]

Ramage stood at his bridge, all six of his arms crossed behind his back. His icey eyes stared out into space as a light operatic score was playing on a near by speaker. The music echoed throughout the frigate's helm as the Lieutenant analyzed the battle. All was going well, they already have chased off two vessels that would have assisted the Jedi, yet there were no kills yet. Ramage was hungry, his crew knew it. His mandibles softly clicked as he turned his head to the sensor technician who reported that something large was approaching from hyperspace.

Perse-cution, of the, ma-sses

The Night Veil, a Pugio-class Frigate, moved into a prime intercept point, hopefully where the belly of the oncoming ship would be in range while the topside guns would not harm it. The upper six quad light turbolasers were primed and ready to open up a hail of fire. Ramage's eyes squinted and his mandibles shifted as his imitation of a smile appeared on his face. He turned his large torso and moved to the communications suite. He took control of the microphone and sent a message to all Sith ships within range.

"Attention all Imperial vessels within range, this is Lieutenand Ramage of the Night Veil. We are detecting a large craft about to drop from hyperspace, repeat unidentified capital ship inbound. Assistance requested with putting it down. Long live the Empire. Long live the Empress." He turned back away from the suite and moved towards the transparisteel window of his craft and stared towards the spot where the craft was going to enter. His arachnid grin grew wider, menace and a hunger for violence emanating from his form. Whatever it was, he wanted it dead.

Sa-cred, bles-sings, count for, no-thing

The only thing that changed in Ramage when he saw the large Onager was how he would handel it. His first volley of turbolaser fire, all 24 bolts of them, would target the dual heavy turbolaser battery closest to them in hopes of damaging it. They moved to a downward slant, diving into battle and sending out another communication burst asking for assistance with a stolen Onager.

Oh god, give us, your pro-tection

They were already moving to preform evasive manuvers, their goal staying out of the heavy turbolaser batteries firing arc but still able to deal damage to them or near by areas of the hull. His own ship was not as fast as he would have hoped, but Ramage would order it to be ran at full speed and preform manuvers many other officers would not even think of. He was rather hands on with orders, litterally drawing them out in a 3d rendering of the battle to show navigation.

After short while of his pestering he began to turn his attention towards point defence lasers, with two quads firing at near by one's as well as the crafts own twin heavy and twin light laser cannon turrets. This would all be an act to try to wear down the shields, or to get them to atleast shift some, as he launched two proton torpedos towards the large ship. He needed to act like a mosquitoe: be fast, be loud, and be annoying.

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[Max Dram]

The Icarus swept through the maelstrom of combat, eager but careful to stay close enough to the pack. A Fremen-class frigate, she was a decent ship and Max was satisfied thus far with the crew. They had neutralised a few threats early on and the Lieutenant was sure they would see the day out.

He sat somewhat uncomfortably in the command chair, which had not been built for his large frame or heavy armour. The heavy plating pressed into him, but it was a familiar comfort rather than an irritant. You never knew when things might get really ugly.

The comm channel crackled to life. Lieutenant Ramage was unknown to Max, but his warning registered clearly enough. Capital ship inbound. Max shot a furious glance at his sensor chief. He should have been the first to know and he would remind the man of that later.

"Lieutenant Dram of the Icarus, receiving. We will assist immediately. Long live the Empire". He couldn't quite bring himself to cheer the Empress herself, but they didn't execute you for that just yet.

Seconds later the Jedi relief emerged from hyperspace in a flash. An Onager-class star destroyer and seven supporting ships. "They haven't the balls to build their own weapons so they use our against us" Max breathed.

He was out of his chair, striding down the bridge deck. "Helm, bring us up behind the Night Veil, full speed". The Icarus banked and drew in fast hind the Pugio-class up ahead. Max brought up a quick readout of this Ramage, raising an eyebrow at finding a six-armed spidery creature with an impressive naval record. He was not the biggest fan of non-Humans, but this guy was at least a competent officer.

"Tactical, charge all batteries and target their point defence lasers. Coordinate your attacks with Night Veil weapons officer". His hangar full of bombers and starfighters would be little use until those systems were down, but they would be ready when they were. He keyed the comm, looking out the Onager with fierce determination "all hands, battle stations".

The only way to eat a whale was one bite at a time.

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[Lucius Adasca]

The front of the ‘Absolution’ lit up sending a cascading green light through the ships bridge area as the Composite Laser let out its first shot. The Kyber powered weapon easily ripped through the shields of the Imperial Star Destroyer closest to the planet’s surface, tearing a great hole through its sides. That was one ship out of the battle, still however the Sith had plenty more, the powerhouse of an Empire fueled the Sith’ war machine. Even if Lucius destroyed every ship here, they would be replaced tomorrow. The Jedi Master’s teeth clenched in annoyance at the situation, it needed to be resolved less the galaxy truly fall to darkness.

“Master Adasca, we have an approaching Imperial craft, looks like they are trying to block our route into the battle.” A flick of Lucius’ wrist brought up a hologram of the battle ahead of him, a Pugio, much like the ones supporting him, was making a daring run on the ‘Absolution’ with some newer ship in support. A grin replaced the grimace from before, it looked as though the Sith hadn’t sent all their competent individuals to the surface.

“Keep present course, concentrate turbolaser fire on the secondary ship. Our shields will hold through the first pass. Contact the ‘Resolve’ and the ‘Magnus’ they are to unleash a full barrage of proton torpedoes into that ship, let it be ripped to pieces by their combined missile fire. The Frigate is fast but can’t outrun that many torpedoes.” He began as turbolaser fire erupted across the surface of the ship, smacking into both his own shields and that of the oncoming Freman-Class frigate.

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[Caduceus Ramage]

"This is the Annihilatior, we are a Raider III-class Corvette. We heard you Night Veil, and here we are to help. It seems you have more friends too." The Annihilatior was ahead of the small group of smaller capital ships, and was primed and ready to strike. She carried a pair of XG-1 Starwings fully kitted out with proton torpedos, which detached from their external couplings once they got within a decent range and primed for an attack.

"The Blackhole is at your command Night Veil, we bring you a Fremen Frigate ready for blood." The Blackhole stood proud, just aft and to the port side of the Annihilatior. Two BTL-C1 Y-Wing starbombers armed with proton bombs and eight E-Wing starfighters armed with proton torpedos were loaded into her hangars, which began to launch soon after the Starwings made their move.

"The Excecutioner has arrived. A fully armed Marauder corvette is here to support you Night Veil." The Excecutioner released the twelve TIE/STs and four TIE/VTs armed with proton bombs that were located within the hangar bay, and was positioned to the starboard side of the Blackhole to finish its side of the V. The two heaby turbolasers were already beginning to target a near by turbolaser battery, primed for an attack.

"You have called a Raider corvette by the title of The Dark Nebula. May you guide us well, as we are bringing slingshots to kill a giant." The Dark Nebula was at the opposite flank of the Annihilatior, slightly higher up than the Blackhole. The four Impetus Interceptors had already launched and moved behind towards the middle of the growing starfighter group, awaiting the chance to burst forth.

"Night Veil, we read you loud and clear. Another Marauder is here to help. The Nightmare is ready to begin." The twelve TIE/STs and four BTL-C1 Y-Wing starbombers armed with proton bombs launched themselves from the Nightmare and towards the front of the starfighter pack, seemingly ready to being the tip of the spear. The corvette itself stood back to the port end of the attack V forming, seeing what the Jedi craft would do or the orders Ramage would give them before launching its own assault.

The Night Veil itself kept plowing forward, it's turbolasers firing upwards into the belly of the Onager. That was until it saw the cruisers moving into its flanks, before it seemingly slowed somewhat. It's weapons locked into preset locations, and the entire body of the craft began to spin. As fast as it could, it also fired all of its weapons off to create a torrent of fire. Maybe that would even get some torpedos that would be launched. The Pugio also kept launching torpedos from its launch tubes, but instead they angled themselves at the approaching cruisers and tried to score a juicy hit.

"Nightmare, Excecutioner, focus fire at the Onager above us. Icarus, Blackhole, bring your ventral turbolasers and ion cannons to bear on the big vessel and the rest of your firepower on those cruisers coming into attack formation on my flanks. The rest of you, focus on the smaller vessels and fighters. Have the bombers make be protected by one fighter per, and begin bombing runs. And if any of the Interceptors ir any of the fighters not assigned to bombers feel they can catch torpedos then please let them do so. Let us kill this thing with a thousand cuts. For even a giant can be killed if he is hit with enough stones from slingshots."

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[Max Dram]

The Icarus shook violently, but Max didn't move an inch. "The Onager is concentrating fire on us Sir, shields won't last long under this barrage".

"They won't have to" Max replied "helm, full starboard roll, evasive manoeuvres lambda sequence. Don't drop our speed one jot". The helmsman knew better than to argue and the bridge suddenly titled harshly, the sheer force of the ship's roll almost overriding the inertial dampeners.

The impacts continued but immediately died down, stray bolts or torpedoes now spread evenly across the shields. There was also another reason for the roll, one Lieutenant Ramage had already half anticipated.

"Charge ion cannons and ventral weapons and target the Onager's underbelly. We're going to punch a hole" as the Icarus banked and titled on its axis, the ventral weaponry was perfectly aligned with their target. "Bridge to hangar bay, you have a go, I repeat you have a go" The Lieutenant barked into the comm with every confidence the men decks below would comply. Battle had a way of getting the blood pumping and every man under his command had years of Imperial training under their belt.

"Fire".

Bolts of ion and turbolaser fire lanced from the Icarus into the Onager's ventral shields, even as its wave of bombers swept from the hangar bay. Flanked now by the new corvettes, frigate and their supporting craft, the Imperial armada was swelled, surrounding the Jedi ships and evening the odds. "Keep at their starboard ventral with the ion cannons and lower turbolasers" Max instructed tactical "Signal the Blackhole to mirror our axis and keep our dorsal weapons firing at those cruisers". Together, they would drive a knife deep into the belly of the big beast, carving a path for the bombers.

Max spared a glance at the tactical overlay beside his chair, hailing Ramage "Good strategy Lieutenant, if we keep it tight and maintain our perimeter we can punch through the Onager's sheilds and deal lasting damage. Cut off the head of the snake".

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