Alexander Ayers
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 26, 2019
- Messages
- 32
- Reaction score
- 21
At first there was nothing in the void of space surrounding the world Nixor. But that changed in an instant.
The stars that created the twinkling backdrop seemed to bend and twist. They vanished from sight in an instant as a series of ships dropped from hyperspace. Frigates, corvettes and associated support craft dominated Nixor local space. They made no move to attack, but their weapons and shields were powered and online. The threat was not subtle. The Galactic Alliance had business here.
Alexander Ayers and his partners on this mission sat aboard an armored transport that broke from the hangar of the primary frigate and headed into Nixor's atmosphere the moment the carrier reverted to realspace. He was mildly apprehensive about this mission, having spent time on Nixor years earlier as a young man. It was a wretched place, rife with crime and violence. It was run by a series of warlords who kept the world only so that they could use it as a transport midpoint. As it was, that transport hub was their target. The Galactic Alliance was making its first push into Empire territory to liberate the world of Mimban and Nixor sat squarely between that world and their holdings in the former Imperial Hutta space.
As they continued their way to their landing point, Alex looked over to his partners. Arda he knew but the other woman, Vesper, he had only met once and very briefly at the meeting where he had proposed this plan to the Alliance. He hoped that they would be able to work together as seamlessly as they'd need to to take this world quickly and efficiently. "I haven't been to Nixor in years," he said, striking up some conversation as the ship bumped and burned through the atmosphere. "Not the nicest place...and just so you know: Don't drink the water or eat the food. Everything is riddled with parasites."
@GABA @Logan