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Ren heard the message, and nodded. Rendezvous at Korriban. Coruscant is indeed lost to us. Ren turned, leaving the defence in the capable hands of Brigadier Wilkes. She retreated to her ship, the small, grey, functional vehicle rising, and blasting out to space on the opposite side to the huge battle. She set the co-ordinates, and blasted to hyperspace
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The Red shadows cheered. They raised their skull-helmeted forms, and let out a cry. ''U-ZUL!!!'' It was repeated over and over. Vàli commed the captain. ''Bring us into drop range, Mr. Poppleopacus. Let's show them the true meaning of fear''. He turned to his squad, and opened the coffin-like TIP. He closed the door, and felt the heavy bolts slam in place, and the interior became pressurised. He felt the TIP slide along the rails, into firing position.
The Blind watchman strapped his sword across his front, and stepped into the mildly padded interior. He saw the doors close, and heard heavy bolts bang into position. He looked as the small schematics screen flashed to life. He was moved into position, ready to fly...
The Blind watchman strapped his sword across his front, and stepped into the mildly padded interior. He saw the doors close, and heard heavy bolts bang into position. He looked as the small schematics screen flashed to life. He was moved into position, ready to fly...