Ship Sabotage at Phaeda

[Mig Cabra]

This was about the furthest little Mig had ever been from home. He had taken on an assignment far from his home at Manaan in order to help the Alliance secure another stronghold. It seemed they were spreading out and getting a lot of small places to hide. Mig figured that was smart to avoid a clean system wipe all at once. Staying away from actual Imperial Space was smart too. They did not seem quite ready to just jump at the Empire for all out war. These little buildup missions had to be done first so they had resources and retreats. It was all basic strategy like he had to study as a kid.

"This is quite the adventure, is it not?" Mig would ask his partner, someone he had yet to really meet. "I love new places! Too bad there is not much to see after our task is complete. Perhaps later things will open up for us to explore! Oh! I am Mig! What is your name?"

Mig's classic, monotone voice echoed slightly in the shuttle but luckily would not escape. He was quite loud and obvious sometimes. The Engineer was good at his job but he sure was bad at espionage tasks. He would be following the other one's directive for sneaking while using his engineering skills to sabotage the ships. Mig knew this was best despite his ignorant demeanor.

@Braden Drake @Vosrik

 

[Freyja Storm]

Freyja frowned as she looked over at the Alien she had been teamed up with for this mission. There were to many aliens for her real liking in the new Galactic Alliance, but what did she expect, they ran on the outer rim, were only the desperate or alien live. She sighed as she realized that she was probably one of those desperate's. The alien was loud and overly talkative, not something ideally set for an infiltration mission. "Its not an adventure when your getting shot at." She replied sternly. Freyja stood in the middle of the shuttle, a hand grasped to one of the high level handrails, staring out of the viewport to the front of the ship.

The moon of Phaeda was coming slowly into view in front of her. She turned back quickly to look at Mig. "You can call me Freyja." She nodded to the blaster next to him on a seat. "You know how to use that?" She asked before turning back to the cockpit. "Because you are going to need to." She finished as the hanger began to come into view, it was larger than she was expecting, this was going to be tough. But if she had to sacrifice the Alien, she was willing to do so.

@Cazar

 

[Mig Cabra]

This woman, like most Mig had met, was quite sour. He had almost forgotten that they had hard shells for friendship. Mig would work hard to break through on this one. She clearly just needed some explanation from Mig to prove he was smart. The Gotal Engineer did consider being shot at an adventure, so she was incorrect there at least. Mig would have no issues when it came to technology like a blaster. He had taken them apart and built them many times in his life.

"Of course! I know how to build them even. You see this seam? If you shove a wedge into it you can pop open the casing to replace or repair parts. It is actually a fairly simple device. Would you like me to teach you how it works? I am happy to do so, new friend Freyja!" The Gotal held up his blaster and pointed to the seam in question. "I also have this bowcaster if you want to see a Wookiee weapon up close! The design is fascinating but I did not build it myself. This one was a gift. Beautiful machine! Never fired it before... but beautiful!"

The shuttle set them down and Mig smiled at his new friend while hopping out onto the Hangar floor itself. Guards seemed to be patrolling and looked to see what was going on, but Mig had managed to not talk for a moment. A set of crates blocked their view and a miraculously silent entry had been made. Mig was relieved to see no one shooting at him yet. Being shot did not sound friendly or fun.

@Braden Drake

 

[Freyja Storm]

Freyja wondered if she could do this mission alone, also if Hugo Ion would have her head in a noose if she put a blaster bolt in the back of the Gotal's head. I am sure he wouldn't mind if she covered it up as perhaps a mishap of the mission. She gave him a look of pure disdain when he tried to show her how the weapon worked. She had trained as an imperial agent for six years, she knew how to work a blaster. The Bowcaster was more intriguing, only as to how the Gotal had got one of the beasts, the Wookiee's were a protective species when it came to the own items. 'Maybe he annoyed one to death?' She thought to herself.

When the Gotal, got out of the ship without checking his corners Freyja almost thought her wish had come true and he would be taken out by a guard, but somehow the beasts luck held as the pilot had done his job well and landing them in a secluded part of the bay out of sight of the man guard patrols. Freyja was more careful as she made her own exit, keeping her rifle to her shoulder and surveying the area around them. There were two guards on patrol about thirty feet away and making their way towards the craft, she saw at least another three two man patrols around the place as well as the fighters the group used and their targets dotted around. "So how are you disabling these ships?" She asked gruffly, whilst keeping an eye on the closest pair of guards.

 

[Mig Cabra]

Now that this woman was informed on the basics of blasters, Mig felt better about her protecting him. Hopefully she would not let him down. It would be a shame if he had to shoot people down and disable ships. That was just too much action for the Gotal. The first ship nearby would be the example for disabling a ship. It was a clear path right next to where they landed among the crates. Mig inspected the outside for an access panel near the engines. Once he got it he popped it open and motioned towards it for Freyja to see.

"Look here!" He said excitedly before putting a hand over his own mouth and giggling. "All we need to do is remove a couple bolts and cut a single wire. The engine will fire when someone start it, and so will the rest of the ship!"

Mig was a bit loud. The pair of guards that had been nearby earlier noticed something seemed off so they began to move over to investigate. While undoing the bolts and working to cut the proper wire, Mig was unable to detect them. He was fully engrossed in the sabotage and it would be up to the woman to notice and handle the guards.

@Braden Drake

 

[Freyja Storm]

Freyja rolled her eyes as the Gotal fully explained how he was going to disable the ships, all she needed was a simple answer. Definitely not a loud one, his voice had brought the attention of the guards closest to them. She cuffed the alien around the back of the head before moving off and away from him and the ship. She needed to try and do this quietly less attract the remainder of the guards. She slipped off behind the ship, letting its large silhouette cover her as the guards approached.

The rounded the corner and saw Mig tampering with the ship. The shouted at him and began moving closer their weapons raised at the Gotal. Freyja moved out from behind the ship, she reached the first guard quickly and quietly wrapping her arm around his neck and hand over his throat, quickly snapping his neck to the side. The second guard was next, she moved as quickly as she could as he was getting to close to the Gotal and in her haste she dropped the body of the first man. His rifle clattered onto the floor, his colleague turned around and raised the blaster to try and fire a shot at Freyja. She blocked the barrel, however the shot was now ringing out around the hanger. Freyja pulled her own blaster from its holster and fired two shots into the guard ending it quickly. The guards would now be on alert. "Gotal, hurry it up." She said holstering his pistol and getting her rifle ready for a fight. @Cazar

 

[Mig Cabra]

Blaster fire echoed around Mig who turned to see Freyja had taken out a pair of inspecting guards. The first ship was done but now they had a problem. Guards would be on alert and searching for the source of blaster fire. The Gotal looked over his partner and the two bodies quickly while trying to think of how to get out of this without more shooting. He grabbed the first body, furthest away from himself, and shoved it into a half opened crate of supplies but the second body wouldn't fit. It was still smoking with blaster fire and it couldn't be hidden.

"Oh no! He won't fit! They'll see him for sure!" Mig said in a panic as he began to move away. "Maybe they'll think the other guard did it?"

Mig was blessed with a high level of luck as he managed to reach the next ship without being shot at by any guards. He assumed Freyja would follow in his steps to avoid being seen too. The next ship provided some cover and would hopefully be easy enough to disable in time. The only issue was that they could not hide the body and there was no other real route to go, so they would follow this way soon. The Gotal Engineer unhinged the panel and got to work as quickly as he could, but not before sharing some words with his partner.

"We need to be quiet for this mission, friend! They heard you shooting people!" He said loudly.

@Braden Drake

 

[Freyja Storm]

Freyja watched in pure astonishment as the Gotal tried to stuff the bodies of the dead guards in a container. She honestly could not believe she was here with this Alien. How had he survived so long in this galaxy, she wondered. He must have some kind of curse, that he cannot be killed or something, there was no logical explanation as to how he has survived so long.

She followed the Gotal to the next ship, keeping her eyes peeled for their pursuers, it was only a matter of time before those who heard the gunshots found the bodies, no matter if they were hidden in a container or not. When the alien spoke to Freyja, her mouth dropped open. The mission was nearly over then and there, a swift blaster bolt to the back of the Gotal's head and she would fly back to Ion and explain that it just didn't work out. She even raised the blaster rifle a bit before she caught herself and instead just spoke. "I wouldn't have had to shoot them, if you had kept your Alien mouth shut." She replied back loudly. Though to loudly it seemed as the guards who just found the previous bodies noticed. The sound and began shooting in their direction. "You need to think of a quicker option than just tinkering with a few wires, Alien." She shouted over the blaster fire as she took cover.

 

[Mig Cabra]

Mig's loud partner had just yelled back at him and attracted the guards. The Gotal Engineer would not have time to work on this panel. She was at least correct about this method becoming too slow. By attracting guards, she made the job so much harder. He quickly closed the panel back up and glanced over to the chaos. More and more guards would be coming now. Mig avoided some shots but had to take a risk for his next plan. The ship would be pretty much immune to the small arms fire and could deal the damage they needed.

"Cover Mig, friend!" He shouted as he started climbing into the ship they were using as cover.

A shot from the guards managed to hit Mig's foot as he tumbled into the ship and closed the cockpit. The Gotal was safe once the fighter closed but he was in a bit of shock from the pain. He just sat there upside down inside and awkwardly crying. Mig had never been shot before and was always just threatened. This pain was brand new to the poor guy. Tears streamed and a screaming crying Gotal sat inside the ship. Though it would be hard to hear outside the ship most likely, so Mig turned on their comlink.

"I AM HIT, FRIEND!" He cried into the comlink before screaming and gasping for breath. "I WON'T MAKE IT! GO WITHOUT ME"

Blaster shots bounced off the hull repeatedly but were not making a dent. No one had a bigger weapon on hand for the moment at least. Mig was able to cry and cradle his wound safely. He slowly began to realize that he had armor and that it was just his foot. The Engineer thought of it logically and fought the tears to sit upright in the ship. He might just pull through. In fact, he was confident once more. A hum signaled that the ship had fired up and it began to lift off the ground. This was certainly a more comfortable fighting position for the Gotal. Freyja's hopes would likely be dashed seeing Mig flying a ship and perfectly alive.

"Boom ships!" Mig said to himself inside as he pulled the trigger and began launching lasers into other parked fighters. "This is much faster! And louder! And more fun!"

@Braden Drake

 

[Freyja Storm]

Freyja watched as the Gotal jumped into the cockpit, she heard the scream of him being hit and a large amount of relief washed through her body. Perhaps he had gone down without her having to do anything. It would make things more difficult, she would probably just need to bug out and give the mission up as a failure but at least the galaxy would be rid of this Alien. When he came over the radio saying that he was hit and to go without him. She didn't think twice.

She dashed from behind the ship, blaster bolts were beginning to fly across the hanger, most were aimed at the fighter the Gotal had just climbed into, but a few began to track her as she made for another fighter close by. As she got close she noticed that two guards were near to the ship, with one trying to get into the cockpit. Freyja raised her blaster rifle, stopping for a split second to take aim at the guard by the cockpit, she fired a quick double burst, the two shots connecting with the guards back. He collapsed down onto the cockpits edge. His colleague turned quickly to see Freyja charging at him, he raised his arms to defend himself as the woman ran full speed into him, the butt of her rifle raised to strike him in the face.

The guard was knocked out cold as the combination of the rifle butt and the concrete floor created a large amount of brain damage. Picking herself up from the ground, she looked up to see the Gotal had survived and was now piloting the fighter. That was a rotten piece of luck she thought to herself. But the Gotal at least had a good idea of taking over a fighter to get out of there. Freyja touched the comm to her ear. "Gotal, I am in the fighter behind you." She called over the comm. "Striker One, you can get out of here." She finished signalling their transport to leave the area.

 

[Mig Cabra]

Mig was glad to hear that Freyja found a ship as well. Now they could blow up some ships and escape. That was a bit louder than he thought the mission would be but nonetheless a success. The Gotal Engineer lit up the first ship with his lasers and it became a useless burning frame very quickly. That was one down now the next he decided to try the concussion missile. Mig pulled the trigger and a missile screamed through the air before igniting against the target and causing a nice explosion. Only a few ships were left and between the pair this might just go well. Hopefully none of the guards got to a ship or found anti-vehicle weapons.

"Blow them up and let's go, friend!" Mig said excitedly over the comms, much different than his death cries from earlier.

This simple fighter was not exactly a prize but would get them out and could be scrapped or added to the Alliance assets. Maybe Mig would keep it but he wasn't sure he wanted it. He was aiming for a different type of ship in the long run. A temporary fighter could be provided for missions so this would likely never see use. Maybe Mig could take it apart. That would be fun.

@Braden Drake

 

[Freyja Storm]

The fighter was slow and not overly powerful, but it would do its purpose, providing them a way to finish the mission and get out quickly. That is all they needed now, a fast, quick and punchy exit. She watched the Gotal take out another ship with a concussion missile. Freyja followed suit aiming a pair of concussion missiles at two of the remaining ships on the tarmac. The first missile soared cleanly into its target, the ship breaking up in the explosion debris flying in all direction taking out guards, pilots and ground staff indiscriminately. The second missile missed its target by a foot skimming the right wing, but flying past and into one of the fuel reservoir tanks about a hundred meters further along.

The explosion was a sight to behold, shards of durasteel flying in a hundred different directions, a large piece skewed the remaining ship on the ground, a small piece hit Freyja's own ship sending signals about the Hyperdrive flying through her comm screen in-front of her. 'Damnit' She said to herself, that meant she could only make a small jump to a nearby world, then it was freighter hoping back to Alliance space, no easy trip back for her.

But as the fire and chaos roamed around the pair still hovering in the last remaining fighters, Freyja considered the job complete. "Gotal, lets get out of here." Freyja didn't wait for his reply, turning the stick of her fighter she headed for the hanger exit, hitting the throttle and beginning the calculations for Lightspeed. This was going to be a long trip home.

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