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Vaxus floated listlessly through the darkened corridor, the only sound audible to him being the rasp of his breath through his helmet's oxygen system, and the quiet hiss of venting air from the busted mag seal on his left wrist. Not more than three hours ago, he'd been on a standard patrol mission aboard his ship, the War Leviathan Desolator. Now, he was drifting alone, running low on air, in the shattered wreck of a Republic cruiser, with his ship destroyed. To top it all off, he had no idea if any of his crew had survived.
Suddenly the wreckage around him lurched violently, the wall of the corridor slamming into his side as a bright light filled his vision. 'What in the hell...'
Three Hours Prior
Aboard the Desolator
The Zabrak stood at the main viewport of the bridge, watching the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace streak past as the corvette moved to it's next patrol sector. So far the tour had been quiet, with the only notable incident being a drunk freighter captain deciding to play chicken with the Imperial vessel. The captain was now in their brig, and his cargo of mining supplies locked away safely in the cargo hold.
Turning on his heel, Vaxus walked back to the large holo-display at the center of the bridge. The system they were dropping into was uninhabited, it's planets a collection of airless rocks and deteriorated gas giants, but it was reportedly a hotspot for illegal activity, so here they were. The Corvette was to drop out of hyperspace in orbit of the largest gas giant, make a circuit of the system, then return to base if nothing was found. 'Should be a cake walk' Vaxus thought to himself.
Vax felt the familiar lurch as they dropped out of hyperspace, and had begun to turn to issue orders for a heading when he heard the helmsman and another bridge officer curse loudly, followed by the proximity alarm kicking on. Spinning around, Vaxus went pale as the viewport was filled with the battered carcass of a Hammerhead-class vessel. "EVASIVE MANEUVERS! Full power to the particle shields!" Stumbling as the ship lurched sideways, narrowly avoiding a collision, Vaxus looked to his officers.
"Report!"
"It's a Republic vessel, sir, registry numbers match the VIP transport ship Reliant. Whatever destroyed her couldn't have been Imperial, we're the first Navy vessel in this system since Kyuss' coronation."
"Could be pirates... Alright, sound for general quarters, get the Marines ready for EVA, and tell Nayel he's got three minutes to get his ass up here. Double time, people!"
@Tristar
Suddenly the wreckage around him lurched violently, the wall of the corridor slamming into his side as a bright light filled his vision. 'What in the hell...'
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Three Hours Prior
Aboard the Desolator
The Zabrak stood at the main viewport of the bridge, watching the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace streak past as the corvette moved to it's next patrol sector. So far the tour had been quiet, with the only notable incident being a drunk freighter captain deciding to play chicken with the Imperial vessel. The captain was now in their brig, and his cargo of mining supplies locked away safely in the cargo hold.
Turning on his heel, Vaxus walked back to the large holo-display at the center of the bridge. The system they were dropping into was uninhabited, it's planets a collection of airless rocks and deteriorated gas giants, but it was reportedly a hotspot for illegal activity, so here they were. The Corvette was to drop out of hyperspace in orbit of the largest gas giant, make a circuit of the system, then return to base if nothing was found. 'Should be a cake walk' Vaxus thought to himself.
Vax felt the familiar lurch as they dropped out of hyperspace, and had begun to turn to issue orders for a heading when he heard the helmsman and another bridge officer curse loudly, followed by the proximity alarm kicking on. Spinning around, Vaxus went pale as the viewport was filled with the battered carcass of a Hammerhead-class vessel. "EVASIVE MANEUVERS! Full power to the particle shields!" Stumbling as the ship lurched sideways, narrowly avoiding a collision, Vaxus looked to his officers.
"Report!"
"It's a Republic vessel, sir, registry numbers match the VIP transport ship Reliant. Whatever destroyed her couldn't have been Imperial, we're the first Navy vessel in this system since Kyuss' coronation."
"Could be pirates... Alright, sound for general quarters, get the Marines ready for EVA, and tell Nayel he's got three minutes to get his ass up here. Double time, people!"
@Tristar
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