Event The Battle of Ryloth

[Cyrus Anvari]

A pike and a staff, was it? How interesting. Both Jedi seemed determined, if nothing else, not falling to simple taunts. It would be less entertaining if they had. Wolfgang rose an eyebrow behind his helmet as he looked over the two Jedi and listened as they spoke. One's words could easily give away a flaw or two, even if they hadn't meant it, and Wolfgang rather enjoyed his verbal games.

Midway through the insect's threats of dismemberment another Sith showed up, wearing a macabre mask that seemed to hide a sort of dark glee. Wolfgang recognized the mask and presence from Nar Shaddaa, which was good enough for the moment. But back to the Jedi. One with threats and a flash of anger, one with an odd reversal of Wolfgang's own words and a moment to focus. Fascinating. Wolfgang stepped forward, his lightsaber down by his side as he moved ahead a couple meters and his datapad placed back on his belt. He settled in a side-face stance, right foot forward and his lightsaber lowered before him.

"Oh, very well then," he replied to Jerex, looking between the two Jedi for a moment. "Do you not value the lives spent to buy you time?" he asked them conversationally, indicating one of the corpses as an example. "Step forward. You cannot pass, elsewise." The two Jedi had taken up defensive stances, but Wolfgang understood tactics well. The goal of the boarders was to disable the ship, whereas Wolfgang's goal was simply to prevent that. The boarders were horribly outnumbered and every minute the Star Destroyed remained operational it rained fire upon other ships. Even a half-functioning Imperial class was brisling with heavy firepower, and its sheer size meant a few small groups of invaders could do little unless they took down something important. In other words, the Sith merely had to stand in the way.

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[Nykoria Tallis]

It's about time you lot paid for your atrocities. When Wolfgang assumed a side-face stance, the Zeltron scowled under her helmet; a foreboding smirk formed on her face. Unseen to anyone else, but perhaps felt by Izel. The Vratix and the Zeltron had been more than one one mission together, and established some form of understanding beyond just words. Perhaps Izel would sense the moment when Kori decided to drop the hammer. And Nykoria already knew just how she'd drop it.

The quip about the dead marines was that proverbial last drop. The moment the Sith dared to utter it, something inside Kori just snapped. Unlike the Sith, Kori wasn't focused on the strategy. For the moment, she had two obstacles in her way. And her only goal was to mess them up as soon as she possibly could. Then the Jedi could think about the rest. You Sith like your explosive toys, huh? A painful memory of the thermal detonator almost obliterating her on Coruscant flashed across the Zeltron's mind. But she pushed it aside.

When Wolfgang was about to invite the Jedi to "step forward", Kori made her move. Without a word. Without announcing her intentions. Without caring for an "even" or "honorable" fight. Her left hand let go of the lightsaber hilt. With a quick flick of her wrist, she reached out towards the grenades on his belt, intent on priming both of them. Taste some of your own medicine!

The grenades seemed a common model, not custom made. So, if Kori succeeded, the Sith would be alerted to Kori's move by the beeping on his belt, counting down the standard 4 seconds. Hopefully, his bravado would've kept him distracted until then. But after that he'd have another distraction for good measure. After triggering the grenades, Kori's flick of the wrist would quickly transition into her open palm pushing forward, to send a wave of Force towards Wolfgang. Enough to topple him if he wasn't prepared, or was distracted. But even if it didn't knock him down, it wouldn't matter. He'd have spent valuable seconds resisting the push.

Meanwhile, Kori's right hand still held the saber, that could protect her in case the other Sith decided to try conjuring a lightning. However, the Zeltron hoped that Izel had the other Sith covered.

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[Izel Thral]

Izel's antennae twitched as she got a certain feeling from Kori. Things were about to start, and she would be ready to follow her companion's lead. "Are you so certain we're the ones they were buying time for?" She asked deceptively, trying to distract the Sith while Kori performed her sleight of hand. "As your friend said there are multiple Jedi strike teams. You could be wasting valuable time attacking us while our allies target your vital systems." She raised her head to look at the ceiling as though pondering the possibilities herself. "Of course... You'd have no way of knowing would you? I mean you clearly can't trust anything we say. Quite the predicament isn't it? Perhaps in the future you should just attack and get it over with rather than trying to put on a show like a pompous lackwit."

With that Izel would take one hand off her pike and press her palm forward, unleashing a powerful Force push simultaneously with Kori. Hopefully their combined strength would be enough to catch their opponents off-guard and throw them backwards. Izel would also attempt to push Jerex closer to Wolfgang, so that the blast from the grenades would injure them both.

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[Curse]

Curse was nearly thrown out of her seat by the sudden violent turn of the ship, letting out a surprised and frustrated squeak. Eisa's next words were completely unexpected, but not at all unwelcome. //Really?// She asked with a genuine tone of wonder before devolving back into her devious chittering.

//Ok...// She started as she skimmed through her memory banks for any information she had on star destroyers. //Most of the weapon systems on the Imperial II are forward facing. Approach from the aft beneath the ship to avoid their point-defense screen. Sweep upwards and focus all firepower on the giant ball on the port side. That's their deflector shield generator. A second strafe targeted at the bridge will cripple the ship.// The buzz droid's excitement and anticipation would be easy to hear through her speech. This is what she was built for, causing maximum damage and casualties in the fastest and most efficient timeframe. She was absolutely giddy.

//Terrible, terrible design philosophy. It's like they want us to destroy it.// She commented before swinging her turret around and destroying another incoming fighter. Doing her part the little Pistoeka would continue to defend the ship from any attackers coming at them from behind or above, waiting eagerly until she could turn her fire on the enemy flagship.

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[Lorcan]

Lorcan hummed a little bit, a jaunty little tune he remembered from when he was a little kid. Was it a bit weird to be humming a children's song during a pitched battle? Probably but Lorcan didn't give a single shite. He was here to kill people for credits and that was something he enjoyed - and he was finally through with pretending otherwise.

He enjoyed it.

Seeing the bombers spreading out to keep from bunching up into easier targets, he tapped at his com even as the turret gunner managed to take out another droid fighter.

"Send in YB squadron on the longer approach. Repeat, YB squadron on the longer approach."

Using his controls he fired a missile, this time waiting for the lock on to slot in as he forced one of the other droid fighters to stick to a predetermined path to avoid being blasted. This meant that when he loosed the missile after it's lock it's means of escaping were limited and it soon exploded with a bright explosion.

The X-Wing squadron were coming back and hitting hard as well, their ships able to take more punishment than the droid fighters and deal more as well. As annoying as the droid fighter agility was, the X-Wing pilots were a well oiled team and they would help each other start to pick off the droids.

There was a reason they lost the clone wars after all.

YB squadron, a squad of three B-Wings and three Y-Wings, began their looping approach. They weren't going to be a direct threat immediately but they would be a concern later for sure.

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[Talak Rand]

He heard another radio in from another Jedi, this one on the ground. So the battle had reached the surface as well. And wasn't a total sweep for either side, it sounded like. Good.

Hopefully sooner rather than later, he said to Ilukai (@Nightfall) over the comm.

Talak peeked once more around the corner at the soldiers who had taken up position outside the room. He glanced to the body of the man he had killed earlier, hoping to find a grenade, but without any luck. After all, the man was a gunnery officer, not a marine.

Guess I'll do this the old fashioned way, he thought. He waited for a lull in the fire and leapt out, closing in quickly. More blaster shots spewed out, but Talak was moving strictly under the control of the Force now. He saw the shots before they seemed to happen, and was already clear by the time it reached him. The shots whizzed past and the guards seemed to get the picture that they were about to be closed on by a saber wielding Jedi, and began their retreat.

Down the hall. Past the wall, he thought, feeling a tug of the Force as he did. He lashed out with his saber, plunging his saber through the wall that was shared between the gunnery room and the hallway. He heard a cry as the weapon plunged into one of the guards on the other side, and pulled the blade free.

He spun the corner and descended with force on the men who had turned from their withdrawal to engage him once again. A shot passed, his saber flashed, and moments later both men were on the ground, lifeless.

I have to move, he muttered to himself before opening his comm again.

Hannibal, I'm heading from the gun station to the reactor. Follow if you can, he said, heading back inside to the base of the gun. He carved his saber into one of the maintenance vent gratings and leapt inside, intent on following the power source to the reactor core. @Mr. Teatime

 

[Talon Vizsla]

Talon couldn't help himself. As soon as the explosion's aftermath obliterated what few opponents they had left, that was that. It'd been a thousand times easier than he'd imagined; they'd completely crippled every ion cannon on the destroyer's left side with ease. Hopefully those on the outside of the ship would notice the weak side and attack from there; regardless, if the destroyer survived the assault it'd take some time for repairs.

He turned to Dol; "In my opinion that was kinda boring; what do you say we head for the bridge? I'm sure a bunch of other jedi scum and the like would be going in the same direction." He paused. "Or we could just not push our luck and get the hell out of here."

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[Eisa Wex]

Nodding in thought as she took in curses recommendations, the fiery haired spacer turned her gaze towards Minerva to flash her a wide excitable grin, confirming that any suspicions or thoughts, if any that were running through the mandalorians mind whether Eisa was going to buy into Curses plan or not. "sounds like a plan, I'll set you all up - you guys light the kriffers up!" Eisa spoke out, more to verbally confirm back to thier droid crew mate. Following on the buzz droids suggestion, Eisa swung the Rim Hopper round, maneuvering it into a wide downwardsturn as it circled around towards the rear of the Star Destroyer to set themselves up for thier strafing run.

As the ship swept round, a brief thought flashed into the Spacer's mind, wondering whether this might be something that the Jedi really ought to know about. Knowing that the Zeltron Jedi Knight she had the innane knack for constantly running into, might be interested to know that there was an Imperial star destroyer out here in the stix - especially since she was looking at mounting some crusade against the Sith, and the scene above Ryloth might be somehow connected to this Sith Eternal lot. Taking a moment as she leveled out the ship, to reach over and adjust the ships comms device, punching in the channel and comms code that the Jedi Knight had given her. figuring that if at anything it'll go to the Zeltron's inbox or something, couldn't quite recall what Kori had said it would connect to.

"Oi oi Purps, how's it going? Just a heads up though imagine you're probably watching this on the Holo net, unless you're meditating or summit" Eisa spoke out, before turning the camera around so it pointed out towards the viewport. "Look there's a chuffing big star destroyer floating over Ryloth. If you want some fun better get your purple ass down here! Might be Sith related or just some nutty sore looser Imperial blow hards" the Spacer continued as she backed the ship over sightly to get a better view of the star destroyer in the holo Camera's view finder.

After holding the ship steady for a moment, the spacer turned the camera back round to face her once again. "Any ways, will chat with ya later, gotta get us lined up for this assault run. Curse is just itching to open fire on this big cheese wedge"

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[Dolworth]

Dolworth let out a howl of delight as he watched his handywork finish up, turning to Talon as he made their suggestions, "We did the job we were contractually obligated to do and got paid well..." he said as they began sweeping halls, making sure they weren't spotted or more guys were coming, "However, before we bug out...I'm going to the armor" he said with a sly grin underneath his helmet, "I say we take some spoils of war...As In extra guns, gear...Explosives" he said with an almost excited tone in his voice...


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[Minerva Wren]

Minerva nearly hit her helmeted head onto the wall when Eisa made her sudden turn. She was about to give the redhead a piece of her mind but the latter showed they were staying for the fight. Chuckling again, the Mandalorian remarked. “Works for me.”

Focusing back on the battle even as Eisa’s music played on the comms, Minerva looked for targets. Suddenly the Rim Hopper shook once more, being hit by a small barrage of green laser shots. A lone TIE soared past them before making another pass on the left. Minerva turned her turret in that direction, firing three shots.

The enemy fighter evaded the volley and let loose a missile at the freighter. Alarmed the Mandalorian squeezed down the trigger, shooting at the incoming projectile. It exploded at the third shot. Meanwhile the TIE was diving away but Minerva looked on.

“Where do you think you’re going Imp!?” She demanded before firing a new barrage in that fighter’s direction.

Struck in the center mass it ignited in a ball of fire and scrapped metal. Pleased with her success Minerva then heard about their new target. The warrior excitedly nodded in acknowledgment, eager for the challenge ahead.

I was born for this.

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[Jerex Dorn]

Well, the battle was about to start and Jerex did quickly catch up on that, reading his opponents' moves anf facial expressions he could sense the other sith's comment were actually succeeding at irking the jedi, so the old legionnaire obviously just kept focusing, calling upon the force as it started flowing through his entire being, ready to do his bidding in nothing but a moment, he also listened to the bug's comments but it was clear that the jedi was stalling for something, probably for her friend to act.

So, when the pink jedi acted and threw the grenades, Jerex was ready, the lighstaber stored away so he could fully concentrate on using and channeling the force with both hands, better than with just one and a lightsaber in the way, motioning with his left hand he would call upon the force to protect his companion from the jedi's force push, with the other one he would motion to protect himself. Strangely and in not a very sith fashion, the legionnaire's efforts in defense would be focused on protecting his partner, who would be totally defended against the push, while he left himself a bit open, defending himself just enough to not bump into Wolfgang, stumbling back quite a bit though and not able to retaliate immediately after, Wolfgang, however, would be free to deal with the grenades accordingly.

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[Cyrus Anvari]

Wolfgang rose an eyebrow behind his helmet as the Jedi flicked the Force toward him. Doubtless she thought she was being clever, but he was a trained Force user, his sense of it well included his person, and he was actively paying attention. With a wrist-flick of his own and a flex of his will he switched the grenades back off immediately after they were primed, arm turning to engage in a swift reprisal.

It was good that Jerex had chosen defense, as Wolfgang chose to take offensive action. While the two Jedi used the Force to push toward the two Sith, Wolfgang's left hand clenched and swung left to right simultaneusly, attempting to use the Force to fling Izel bodily into Nykoria- and into her on-guard lightsaber- while they were otherwise focused on their own offense. While an unguarded impact itself could prove damaging and unbalancing both, his ideal goal was to wound the Vratix with the Zeltron's lightsaber. Meanwhile, Jerex's defense left Wolfgang entirely unaffected by their efforts, still standing in place.

"You reveal your ignorance, insect, and your logic is flawed. Your companion will suffer for your incompetence," he replied to Izel, retaining his basic low-guard. Had the insect never heard of security cameras, sensors, and comms reports? Please. Obviously other Jedi strike teams would be going after vital systems, it was a Star Destroyer, practically a flying city. He was concerned with the most immediate threat close to him and less with the other defenders, but since Jerex wanted to get things moving and the Jedi seemed determined to be an annoyance, so be it.

"You waste time and lives, cowards," he stated simply, beginning to walk forward with long-legged strides. The two groups were still well out of melee range, but that wouldn't last long. Wolfgang's blade rose up in a basic front guard, wary of any more attempts to trick or delay him on his approach.

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[Nykoria Tallis]

Kark! The Sith had seen through Kori's plan and counteracted it with ease. Guess we're doing it the hard way. What's worse, the the Force push didn't work either. A brief glance at the other Sith and his gestures answered that question. Of-kriffin'-course! This was starting to get slightly annoying. Meanwhile, Wolfgang went for the Force attack of his own.

Nykoria's blade was already angled away from Izel when the mouthy Sith made his move. Even if the Vratix somehow failed in defending herself—which Kori doubted, since Izel was one of the more Force-attuned Jedi Knights she knew—then all she risked was a bump against the Zeltron's elbow. In the worst case, Kori would just have to angle her blade away even further. And that wouldn't even leave her defenseless against a Force lightning of a similar attack. A momentary loss of balance, however, could be deadly... if there were any gunmen left alive. Luckily, there weren't, and Wolfgang didn't seem to capitalize on it either.

What he did, however, was offer more mockery. "You waste time and lives, cowards." Hmph. Kori had the perfect comeback, and uttered it through the helmet: "Maybe. I'm also about to waste y..." The final part of it was cut off by the beep of the comlink, which flickered to life automatically. The comms were set to autoplay, in case an important update from Ryloth defenders came through. Normally, only Kori would hear it in the helmet's earpiece. But anyone skilled in the Force and capable of enhancing their hearing also had a chance to hear what Kori's caller had to say:

"Oi-oi Purps, how's it going? Just a heads up, though imagine you're probably watching this on the Holonet, unless you're meditating or summit. Look, there's a chuffing big star destroyer floating over Ryloth. If you want some fun better get your purple ass down here! Might be Sith-related or just some nutty sore looser Imperial blowhards." Yes, Eisa, I kriffin' noticed.

Regardless, it was go time. Lightsaber hilt in both hands and on her right, the Zeltron would walk towards the Sith and face him head-on. Eventually, Nykoria's hilt would shift towards the center if her body, as she'd go for a prodding motion towards Wolfgang's sternum. At any time, she was prepared to angle her azure blade and meet the Sith's counterstrike outside her guard.

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[Izel Thral]

Izel grunted and adjusted her footing as the Sith returned a Force push of his own. She slid a bit closer to Kori, but managed to maintain her balance fairly easily. Being a Vratix, that was a simpler task for her than it was for most species. Nevertheless their little misdirection had failed, and now the battle was about to begin in earnest. Kori tried to remark on the Sith's words but seemed to be interrupted by another communication. In the meantime Izel spoke up again.

"I'm hearing a lot of threats and seeing no action." She responded as she reassumed her fighting stance and started stalking forward beside her ally. She increased the distance between the two of them, preparing to attack Wolfgang from his left flank while Kori attacked his center. "Come on, show us the stunning power of the dark side!" Izel attacked in unison with Kori, aiming a sweeping slice for Wolfgang's legs as the Zeltron stabbed towards his chest. He couldn't defend both areas at once. Thankfully for the moment the Jedi had the upper hand, with Jerex having been pushed back.

Izel was prepared to let Kori take the lead in the duel while she provided support as needed. Even though she had been spending a lot of time improving her skills the lightsaber was still not her greatest strength. If the Sith attempted to attack through the Force again however she would be prepared to put up a more powerful defense. She could do this, she just needed to stay focused and not overextend herself.

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[Curse]

The music booming from the Rim Hopper's PA system would be matched by the constant excited chittering and laughing from the buzz droid in the dorsal turret. As the ship steadily drew closer to it's target more and more TIE fighters were wheeling around to try and bring them down. Curse swung her gun around wildly, spraying into the swarm and destroying two more fighters before the others broke from their strafe and flew out of her range beneath the ship.

//Two more coming your way Mandalorian!// She called out to try and alert her crewmate. //Six o'clock low!// Although Curse wasn't always the best team player their current situation seemed to be drawing out the best cooperative aspects of her programming. Buzz droids were made to work in groups after all, coordinating with one another to dismantle enemy ships as quickly and efficiently as possible. Even though the relationship between the two crewmates was usually one constantly on the verge of violence, in this instance as far as Curse was concerned she was communicating with fellow Pistoekas on how to best destroy their target. The droid would continue to operate the dorsal turret in such a way to cover Minerva's blind spots and create a highly effective point defense screen against the incoming TIEs.

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[Hannibal Grayza]

Follow if I can, he says. As it turned out, Hannibal certainly could. Frankly he could probably just follow the trail of bodies and saber marks, but he was well familiar with how Talak felt in the Force. Between that and his vague instructions, he pretty knew where to go. Time to get to work.

"Steppin' it up, aye-aye," he replied to Talak over comms, motioning to the group of marines. They seemed happy enough to follow him around for the moment rather than run into any more Sith on their own. Probably for the best.

With a jaunty step and a flick of the music switch for his helmet he started up a jog in the correct direction, moving quick and smooth down the halls. Sure enough, there was evidence of Talak's presence not too far down, a variety of cut-down hostiles, burned through controls, and so on. Sure was corpse-y in here.

Rounding a corner he and his group ran into a group of security personnel heading the opposite direction. Well, a pair of them, not really a group. The poor lads didn't seem to quite know how to handle a Jedi running straight at them, a hesitation that gave Hannibal the time to flick his lightsaber quickly left-then-right, burning through their rifles as they raised them. A short barrage of stun bolts from the marines quickly reinforced their surrender, and then the group kept moving.

They'd need more than generic security to stop a Jedi-backed group of marines, even if he was avoiding outright killing people. It wouldn't take too long to get to the reactor at the pace he was going, the gunners behind him making any conflicts shorter. Stunned or dead security didn't really get a chance to report in sightings, which meant they didn't actually hit much focused resistance. Someone must be causing trouble elsewhere. Or this ship was just horribly understaffed. One of those.

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[Talak Rand]

Talak let his lightsaber flash out and returned it to his belt as he pressed through the maintenance corridors and tunnels. They were quite varied in size, at times wide enough to easily run and at other times requiring him to turn sideways and squeeze through.

He continued his descent downward before reaching a grate that led into the reactor. He squinted, putting his eye up close to peer through. He could see there were engineers moving around here and there, which meant he didn't have long from when he revealed himself to when he executed his plan.

Rewire into a feedback loop, he muttered to himself. This was one of the tools of a misspent youth. Knowing how to blow up your enemy's ship was a useful tool when you were an assassin. This was just... an open battle and a much bigger ship. The principle was the same.

Hannibal, I've made it to the reactor. There are engineers inside. We won't have much time from when we reveal ourselves to when they mount a response, he said. Unless, of course, they could subdue all of the engineers first.

Looks like a dozen or so engineers. We could plant charges and move again quickly if you have charges, he said. The sooner they had it done, the better. This ship needed to come down and it needed to come down now. If there were no charges, then they'd have to try Talak's trick. What could go wrong?

 

[Jerex Dorn]

Well, it seemed Jerex wouldn't be part of the initial clash of lightsabers thanks to the force push, but it was nothing important, the old Sith preferred not being in the front, lightsaber combat wasn't his style and, while he didn't have time to do an inmediate counter attack like Hannibal, he did have enough time to use the force before the jedi and sith covered enough distance to lock lightsabers. His focus would be on the bug jedi that was also not taking the initiative, creating a strong force push before the lightsaber connected with its target that would at least stumble her backwards regardless of her different anatomy, in the worst case Jerex would have protected the other case, in the best case scenario the bug would be cutting the jedi as she was caught mid-sweep.

However, that was just the defense, Jerex was now on the offense, using the force once more to rip two panels from the walls, one from each side of the corridor, proceeding to then pull then towards the jedi, one coming from each side directed towards them, making sure to angle them properly so his partner wouldn't have to deal with them if they missed, the pull wasn't a short one that let intertia do the rest, he was still holding onto them with the force so they couldn't be redirected easily, learning from his mistake against the previous jedi he tried this trick on.

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[Chant Sindhu]

One heavy bomber’s shields finally down and it’s engines were subsequently shot to pieces by a pair of droid fighters. The craft dropped from the run, descending violently toward Ryloth’s atmosphere. Chant seeing what happened sped toward the droid duo. Firing a salvo, the laser shots cut through one in the right hand side, forcing its partner to twist away.

Before it could attempt to avenge its comrade, the survivor was forced to evade against a pair of X-Wings that flew in from behind, blasting away toward the droid in short bursts. Letting them handle their prey, Chant made a hard left turn just in time to witness what happens next.

While the X-Wings and other escort craft fought off the droid starfighters, the heavy bombers were making their final approach soon joined by the squadron of B-Wings and Y-Wings. Without hesitation they let loose their payload onto the shield generator and scattered. The shield generator, ignited with a blinding light followed by a powerful explosion.

All of those onboard the Star Destroyer would feel a brief violent shake as if it was an earthquake. For a moment Chant whose ship was a good distance away was temporarily stunned by the sight. Then the resulting shockwave vibrated the whole freighter, knocking the Mon Calamari to her senses.

Shaking her head, Chant held onto the controls for dear life until the vibration finally stopped. Heart pounding once more she considered what to do next. As if to answer her silent question, a woman’s voice from Alliance frequency came online.

“Mayday, mayday this is Lieutenant Kan of the Seventh Republic Marines. We have a lot of wounded aboard the destroyer‘s hanger and need an immediate evac. Any available transports please respond!”

Hearing the desperation in the officer’s voice Chant grimaced. Swifty she answered back. “Copy that lieutenant, this is Captain Sindhu of the Lee-Char, heading your way. Can't promise we can fit everyone onboard, but we will do what we can.”

“Thank the force, please hurry.”

Nodding to herself, Chant sped the freighter toward the underbelly of the Star Destroyer. Ness back on the turret beeped and clicked on the intercom.

“Yea it's going to get crowded sister but we have no choice. They need us. Keep your optics out for any more hostiles.”

The astromech beeped an acknowledgement, remaining on the turret.

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[Lorcan]

Oh no, one of the bombers had taken a few hits... did it look like Lorcan cared? You couldn't make an ommlette without breaking a few eggs and the thing about space battles of any degree of size was that it was one fecking big ommlette. Dozens of eggs, maybe even hundreds or thousands before the thing was done... and even in the privacy of his own mind he was aware that he had over-done the analogy just a little bit.

Sometimes he annoyed even himself, who knew?

He laughed as the shield generator started to explode but cut himself short at the mayday signal they received from the hanger of the destroyer. With the shields down and unable to be refreshed, the destroyer was going to be taking a pounding from the Republic heavy guns. It was the Republic's kind of fight when they could throw heavy weapons without fear that their own shields were compromised. The Republic men in the ship turned to look at him and he scowled.

"What?" he hissed, "There's four of us in a blastboat that holds four - the feck are you looking at me like I've just kicked your puppy?"

There was silence as they continued to awkwardly look around.

"Oh for... FINE!" he ground out at last, touching the coms, "Coming in to assist as overwatch."

He followed in after the freighter that the Mon Cala was piloting, using the blastboast as the threat that would hopefully keep people in line. Bloody bleeding heart Republic naval buggers... wanting to save their own morons...

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