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Post Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:15 pm

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On board Varlor's ship

[action:1ifbnsts]Aboard the Namana, the pilot and copilot have little choice but to be escorted by the marines to follow Varlor to the rear of the vessel, to his personal quarters. Meanwhile, outside;[/action:1ifbnsts]

Ruusan Space

[action:1ifbnsts]A large flash and a flicker of space signal the arrival of a large capital ship into Ruusan space. The massive bulk of the [url=http://www.jedivsith.com/viewtopic.php?f=1845&t=12166:1ifbnsts]Compulsor-class Battleship[/url:1ifbnsts] [b:1ifbnsts]Mandalor te Ramikad[/b:1ifbnsts] exits hyperspace and lumbers toward the Namana. In front of her, a wedge of twelve Bes'uliik fighters form an escort for the vessel. Behind her, well screened from prying eyes flew twenty four Werlaara class stealth bombers, their ion trails concealed by the big ship's wake, and under full stygium cloak.[/action:1ifbnsts]

[narration:1ifbnsts]Her crew were all well-trained and trusted Mandalorian personnel, drawn from Clan Australis. Many vode chose skills other than those of a commando, and their technical expertise and training was as good as anywhere else in the galaxy. They were all brave Mando'ade, and they knew their jobs well. General Kaine was a well respected leader, and they were all prepared to follow him, they knew that he would look after them.[/narration:1ifbnsts]

[action:1ifbnsts]On the bridge of the te Ramikad, Captain Kirana Nebus watched the bridge crew work. She glanced at the sensor displays, noting the Namana was the only vessel that appeared, and deciding in an instant that it had to be their target. Kaine had specified that his warning had been sent by a survey team posing as civilians, and that they had let him know they had been attacked by hostiles. Detecting no debris that might have come from a freighter, and not spotting it on their initial scans, Nebus deduced the Namana's captain would be able to help them with their inquiries.[/action:1ifbnsts]

[npc name=Captain Nebus:1ifbnsts]Open a channel to that light cruiser.[/npc:1ifbnsts] [action:1ifbnsts]The bridge comm officer waved to show the channel was open.[/action:1ifbnsts]

[comlink:1ifbnsts]Unidentified ship, this is the Mandalor te Ramikad. You are required to cut your engines and prepare to recieve boarders. Any refusal to cooperate will result in the destruction of your vessel. You have thirty seconds to respond.[/comlink:1ifbnsts] [action:1ifbnsts]She made a chopping gesture to signal the transmission to end.[/action:1ifbnsts]

Raise shields, arm all forward batteries, charge gravitic cannons, and target their bridge. If they try to escape, engage forward tractor beam. [action:1ifbnsts]She waited to see what the Namana's captain would do. The compulsor-class raised her shields, and her forward batteries powered up. In addition, the asteroid tug tractor in the bow powered up and went into standby, ready to grab the 400m Namana.[/action:1ifbnsts]

[quote="Compulsor-Class Battleship":1ifbnsts]Length: 3200 m
Width: 1300 m
Height: 800 m

[size=70:1ifbnsts]Armament:
8 Gravitic Cannons
30x2 Heavy turbolasers (DBY-827 capabilities)
10x2 Heavy Ion Particle Cannons (72,000 tons per bolt at ¼ the speed of light)
37x2 Medium Turbolasers
36x2 Medium Ion Particle Cannons (24,000 tons per bolt at ¼ the speed of light)
162x2 Heavy Laser Cannons
60 Assault Concussion Missile Launchers (20 each)

6 Asteroid tug class tractor beam projectors (1 on each 3/4ths back side angles, one in the nose which is heavily armored, and 1 in the stern)

Accessories: Drown Class Jammer, Shield Leeching Weapon

Strong Repulsor shield as extra protection due to the ships own weapons
Polarized Continuous loop shielding
Redundant Standard shield generators
Multiple anti-concussion field generators

Speed: 40 MGLT

The ship carries no starfighters nor ground compliments, but does possess a small heavily armored hanger bay for shuttling personnel, which actually lies outside the main armor.[/size:1ifbnsts][/quote:1ifbnsts]
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Post Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:09 pm

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*A small X-wing fighter entered the orbit after exiting hyperspace. Only a droid was in it with no pilot and it headed toward the Namana's hangar. As it landed in the hangar the droid inside, an R4 unit with a yellow paint job popped out. Crystaall entered the hangar and smiled at the droid, then looked at John.*
"You have them doing their jobs? Because I need to ask Varlor ASAP about going planet side. I have an uneasy feeling that somethings not right."
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Post Thu Jun 30, 2011 12:09 am

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*John looked at the droid, and then looked directly at Crystaall as soon as she spoke.*
John- "Yes, they are doing the jobs you requested us to do. If you are sensing something unusual it could be some activity down below, but I don't know what else could be going on that would make you feel uneasy."
*Max calm walking down the ramp and didn't make a wave or friendly signal to her. He only stood next to John and reported his duty.*
Max- "Sir, Landing Zone coordinates located. Safest place is next to a waterfall. I suggest landing there ASAP if we are to go."
John- "Why would that be?"
Max- "A transmission from an unknown battleship has contacted the Namana. It is not a threat but it requires the ship commander to cut engines and prepare for a boarding party. I cannot tell if it is hostile or not. hould we prepare to stop the boarding party if they send one?"
John- "No Max, we shall not intercept and stop them, but I think Crystaall should contact Varlor for the Landing Zone approval, wouldn't you think so Cry?"
*John didn't want to make any hostilities to the battleship that contacted the Namana till he knew what and who they were. Max had failed on recieving the beginning part of the transmission, believing it was not important.*
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Post Thu Jun 30, 2011 2:16 pm

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*Crystaall nodded at John.*
"Agreed, my good friend."
*She activated her comlink and tryed to send her message to Varlor as quick as she could.*
:: Varlor, I need to know if I have your permission to go planet side. I want to speak with Dack. ::
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Post Tue Jul 05, 2011 5:16 pm

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[quote="Kaine":1a1k0xfy]On board Varlor's ship

[action:1a1k0xfy]Aboard the Namana, the pilot and copilot have little choice but to be escorted by the marines to follow Varlor to the rear of the vessel, to his personal quarters. Meanwhile, outside;[/action:1a1k0xfy]

Ruusan Space

[action:1a1k0xfy]A large flash and a flicker of space signal the arrival of a large capital ship into Ruusan space. The massive bulk of the [url=http://www.jedivsith.com/viewtopic.php?f=1845&t=12166:1a1k0xfy]Compulsor-class Battleship[/url:1a1k0xfy] [b:1a1k0xfy]Mandalor te Ramikad[/b:1a1k0xfy] exits hyperspace and lumbers toward the Namana. In front of her, a wedge of twelve Bes'uliik fighters form an escort for the vessel. Behind her, well screened from prying eyes flew twenty four Werlaara class stealth bombers, their ion trails concealed by the big ship's wake, and under full stygium cloak.[/action:1a1k0xfy]

[narration:1a1k0xfy]Her crew were all well-trained and trusted Mandalorian personnel, drawn from Clan Australis. Many vode chose skills other than those of a commando, and their technical expertise and training was as good as anywhere else in the galaxy. They were all brave Mando'ade, and they knew their jobs well. General Kaine was a well respected leader, and they were all prepared to follow him, they knew that he would look after them.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]

[action:1a1k0xfy]On the bridge of the te Ramikad, Captain Kirana Nebus watched the bridge crew work. She glanced at the sensor displays, noting the Namana was the only vessel that appeared, and deciding in an instant that it had to be their target. Kaine had specified that his warning had been sent by a survey team posing as civilians, and that they had let him know they had been attacked by hostiles. Detecting no debris that might have come from a freighter, and not spotting it on their initial scans, Nebus deduced the Namana's captain would be able to help them with their inquiries.[/action:1a1k0xfy]

[npc name=Captain Nebus:1a1k0xfy]Open a channel to that light cruiser.[/npc:1a1k0xfy] [action:1a1k0xfy]The bridge comm officer waved to show the channel was open.[/action:1a1k0xfy]

[comlink:1a1k0xfy]Unidentified ship, this is the Mandalor te Ramikad. You are required to cut your engines and prepare to recieve boarders. Any refusal to cooperate will result in the destruction of your vessel. You have thirty seconds to respond.[/comlink:1a1k0xfy] [action:1a1k0xfy]She made a chopping gesture to signal the transmission to end.[/action:1a1k0xfy]

Raise shields, arm all forward batteries, charge gravitic cannons, and target their bridge. If they try to escape, engage forward tractor beam. [action:1a1k0xfy]She waited to see what the Namana's captain would do. The compulsor-class raised her shields, and her forward batteries powered up. In addition, the asteroid tug tractor in the bow powered up and went into standby, ready to grab the 400m Namana.[/action:1a1k0xfy]

[quote="Compulsor-Class Battleship":1a1k0xfy]Length: 3200 m
Width: 1300 m
Height: 800 m

[size=70:1a1k0xfy]Armament:
8 Gravitic Cannons
30x2 Heavy turbolasers (DBY-827 capabilities)
10x2 Heavy Ion Particle Cannons (72,000 tons per bolt at ¼ the speed of light)
37x2 Medium Turbolasers
36x2 Medium Ion Particle Cannons (24,000 tons per bolt at ¼ the speed of light)
162x2 Heavy Laser Cannons
60 Assault Concussion Missile Launchers (20 each)

6 Asteroid tug class tractor beam projectors (1 on each 3/4ths back side angles, one in the nose which is heavily armored, and 1 in the stern)

Accessories: Drown Class Jammer, Shield Leeching Weapon

Strong Repulsor shield as extra protection due to the ships own weapons
Polarized Continuous loop shielding
Redundant Standard shield generators
Multiple anti-concussion field generators

Speed: 40 MGLT

The ship carries no starfighters nor ground compliments, but does possess a small heavily armored hanger bay for shuttling personnel, which actually lies outside the main armor.[/size:1a1k0xfy][/quote:1a1k0xfy][/quote:1a1k0xfy]
[narration:1a1k0xfy]Varlor continues to his Personal Quarters and waits for the marines and captors to enter. He sits down casually on his bed leaving the two seats in the room free for the Pilots.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]
[color=#00BF00:1a1k0xfy]Have a seat. I am not a cruel man.[/color:1a1k0xfy]
[narration:1a1k0xfy]Varlor pushes his ear and activates his Comlink, chatting to Crystall.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]
[comlink:1a1k0xfy]I wouldn't we just had a large bogey drop out of orbit. It'd shoot you down before you reached the planet. The best bet would be to wait until we enter the asteroid field, then you have permission.[/comlink:1a1k0xfy]

[size=150:1a1k0xfy]=On the Bridge of Shadownova=[/size:1a1k0xfy]
[narration:1a1k0xfy]Justin takes charge of the Helm. He is not a military commander but he does have some experience in Fleet Logistics. As Varlor's second in command he has the duty of taking charge.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]
[comlink:1a1k0xfy]Mandalor te Ramikad, this is the Namana-class you have hailed, call sign Shadownova. Please state your intentions. We have no desire to start a war over uncalled for hostiliies. Boarders will be denied and terminated until compliance. We do not take kindly to brutes.[/comlink:1a1k0xfy]
[narration:1a1k0xfy]Justin waits for a response. If they open fire than we should hold out for some time. Escape pods are an option but this ship is not cheap. The Stygium cloak onboard is worth more than the rest of the equipment combined, well almost. There is only one thing for it, he turns to the officers on board.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]
[color=#BF0000:1a1k0xfy]Prepare the ship for battle stations. Raise the shields to one hundred percent. Charge the weapons, and most of all divert all spare energy into the engines. Get us back into the asteroid field.[/color:1a1k0xfy]
[narration:1a1k0xfy]Justin knows that the asteroid field will provide enough cover to allow the battle to last longer. With the cover from it they may even survive the battle. If not they could at least be able to escape.[/narration:1a1k0xfy]
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Post Wed Jul 06, 2011 12:17 am

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*Crystaall jumped into her X-Wing and started its engines.*
"John take care of the ship, fix its repairs, and if i manage to stay alive..... give me a smack upside the head."
*Crystaall grinned at the last order she gave her squad leader. Unfortunately her droid never got the chance to tell her that the engines of the X-wing were terribly damaged and if any hit on them was made the ship would end up crash landing.Crystaall activated her comlink before heading off.*
:: Like hell I'll wait. If I'm doing the wrong thing by disobeying your orders then you can give me a lecture when i get back. ::
*Her X-wing started up and left the hangar of the ShadowNova. Her fighter went at a slower speed than she wanted and started to question whether her fighter was in good condition at all.*

Post Wed Jul 06, 2011 11:28 pm

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*The sensor operator on Te Ramikad's bridge called to her captain that the Namana had fired its engines, and then a moment later that an X-Wing had left the hangar bay of the ship. Captain Nebus was only a couple of seconds of thought in replying.*



*Outside the front of the Te Ramikad spat sheets of blue ion fire as her forward Ion batteries began to blast withering disabling fire at the fleeing Namana. The twelve bes'uliik fighters broke away in pairs, rocketing towards the X-wing, their cannons blasting red laser fire at the craft. Their superior numbers and firepower shortened the X-wing's life expectancy somewhat quickly, no pilot in the galaxy could withstand an entire squadron of the Mandalorian space superiority fighters.*

*The Mandalorians' intentions were now clear. The battleship accelerated to pursue the Namana, her weapons batteries pouring a murderous fire at the light cruiser, even as her fighter squadron boxed in and attempted to annihilate the X-wing fighter. Outgunned and outnumbered, the enemy would have to surrender quickly, or be completely brought down.*

*Nebus signaled to activate the comm once more, intending to give both craft a final chance to surrender.*

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Post Thu Jul 07, 2011 6:06 pm

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*Crystaall immediately saw the fighters and started to speed off toward the planet's surface. She pushed the ship's engines past its limits and if she realized just at this moment, that if she was to get hit near the engines, this would be a short trip down.*
"R4, We have the back turret installed yes?"
*The droid beeped for a few seconds as Crystaall saw the droid's response on her screen.*
"Damn it! Well I hope we don't crash before getting to Dack. This piece of crap ain't gonna go far if we gets hit from behind.
*Crystaall evaded the laser shots as best she could as she began to enter the planet's atmosphere.*
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Post Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:21 pm

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*Justin watches as the blue bolts are spat out of the turrets like a dragon spitting out flames. He screams out with resolve.*
Evasive manuvers now! Prepare for impact. Ready the deionizers. Fire Ion Cannons back. Aim for their sheild generators.
*The ship instantly begins its four dimensional manuevers. It twists its body at a unearthly angle allowing less surface area for the ion bolts to make contact with. As the ship flings itself through the air blue bolts are spat out as the ion cannons one by one lock and fire. The movement allows every cannon to fire even though they were once were not in the firing arc. The sheilds are shifted to cover this reduced area and the momentuem still allows them to head toward the asteroid field now within grasp. By the time the bolts hit, the majority flew straight past but the torrent of bolts would make it impossible to stop all. One smashes into the shielding very hard, but then as soon as it is over Justin looks out the viewport in front of him. He shakes his head, he can only just seen the enemy ship from al the movement. He quickly regains his composure.*
Status report now!
*A flurry of shouts inform him that the sheilds are down, one engine has been disabled, we have lost the starboard weapons, but hull is intact and all other equipment is fine. Justin curses loudly which causes a glance from his inferiors.*
Begin repairs. Prepare the marines. They want war, they got it!
*HIs requests are inacted instantly. Marines rushs to the armouries gathering armour and weapons. Engineers begin repairs on the engines and weapons. Sheilds are being deionized. It would be a while before they could be fully battle capable again. This has become a battle of David and Goliath, only this time there is no godly power acting behind them.*
:: Cease hostilies immediately. That is an order! We have done nothing, you have attacked us without cause. If you want war, than war you will have. We will never surrender! If we are fired upon we will execute our apprehended pilots on the spot. ::
*Justin is not exactly sure Varlor would kill them, but hopefully they can not see through his bluff. Justin is a master of lying, even force users struggle to pick up on it. His nickname, Deciever, was because of this. Justin knows the asteroid field would be reached just as the next barrage hit, if he can delay for just a minute he would be in and they have an evened battle field.*

Post Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:03 am

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*On Te Ramikad's bridge, sensor operators and comms officers called out reports, and Captain Nebus was at the centre of things, watching the display monitors, and replying to the officers' status reports with orders. After the transmission from the Namana she lost patience.*


*At her order, all of the Compulsor-class's batteries opened fire, wreathing the area between the two ships with hellish damaging fire. In addition, her assault concussion missiles began to fire, volleys of sixty missiles at a time crossed the distance between the ships. Like a massive spaceborne predator, the Te Ramikad pursued her smaller quarry relentlessly, every one of her batteries that could be brought to bear, save the gravitic cannons, now firing without hesitation at the Namana.*

*No vessel could withstand that sort of an assault, especially one as comparatively small as the Namana. While the Mandalorian ship was limiting itself to Ion fire, it had a chance. Now that the Captain had ordered the ship be destroyed, unless it managed to escape to hyperspace, the Namana's lifespan could be measured in seconds.*

*Te Ramikad took some fire from the Namana's ion cannons, though they were an annoyance rather than an actual danger. Captain Nebus hit the comm almost as an afterthought.*

*Te Ramikad, in full war mode now, came on, her entire arsenal firing continuously.*
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Post Thu Jul 14, 2011 11:04 pm

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*Justin swore and screamed orders.*
All power to engines. Get us within that asteroid field NOW!
*The Namana engines explode with energy as all power diverts. The ships acceleration would greatly out run the larger ship, its weapons though, not. Varlor leads the pilots back to the bridge, his meeting he planned on having interupted. He activates video communication and with a swift movement aimed his pistol at the first pilots head and fired.*

*An explosion of red would exit the mans head. Varlor aims at the other and pulls the trigger. An explosion erupts as the man's face is torn from his skull. Varlor takes position at the helm and cuts the video. Now, business is going down. He watches as the bolts and missiles of the enemy close in. He watches as they dissappear, making way for the stretching of hyperspace.*

*HIMS are a wonderful thing. Without sheilding though, a micro jump is a dangerous thing to do. Especially when they appear on the otherside of the asteroid field. The luck they had to not jump into something is amazing. It wouldn't be long though before they were locked onto again. Varlor orders the ship be turned around and into the asteroid field. Its still their chance out of here. Only one minutes distance, a large amount of time in a combat situation. All power diverted still to the engines they do not fire any weapons.*

Post Thu Jul 14, 2011 11:16 pm

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*Te Ramikad's Captain, incredulous at the impossible maneuver the enemy ship had produced, ordered her ship to turn and jump to hyperspace. They had other fish to fry. In her wake, the Werlaaras joined the capital ship on her exit vector, leaving the squadron of fighters as the only Mandalorian vessels in system.*
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Post Tue Oct 04, 2011 12:09 pm

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*John activated his comlink*
:: Varlor, we're going planetside to check on Crystaall. Squad 99 out. ::
*Thye clones got into the Dragon Hawk and flew off into Ruusan's atmosphere.*
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Post Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:08 pm

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*Death's Shadow rises out of the atmosphere and vanishes into Hyperspace.*
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Post Sat Feb 25, 2012 4:46 pm

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*Ruusan, a temperate world located in the galaxy's Mid Rim. It had played host to many significant historical dramas, most notably the last stand of Lord Revan and his forces. It had gone nearly unnoticed since the defeat of the Yuuzhan Vong, now simply a world overrun with criminals of every sort. It was now run by a brutal crime boss by the name of Gulu, a Rodian with a nasty temper. He did not have much in the way of a fleet to defend the planet, relying almost entirely on its exclusivity to keep it out of any cross hairs. This would be its downfall...*

Admiral Goran Shinst sat in his command chair, aboard the bridge of his Kandosii-type Dreadnaught, Parjai.

(1) Kandosii-class Dreadnaught "Parjai"
(12) Super Heavy Concussion Missile Tube (Warhead Capable)
(40) Light Turbolasers
(500) Point-Defense Heavy Laser Cannons
(1500) Point-Defense Medium Laser Cannons
(4500) Point-Defense Light Laser Cannons

*Accompanying him were two other capitol ships, and a wing of twelve Bes'uliiks.*

(1) Kandosii-class Dreadnaught "Dral"
- Armament
(3) SPHA-T Heavy Sustained Turbolasers
(5) Long-Range Turbolasers
(5) Long-Range Ion Cannons
(10) Point-Defense Heavy Laser Cannons
(134) Medium Laser Cannons
(300) Light Laser Cannons

(1) Kandosii-class Dreadnaught "Aranar One"
- Armament
(5) Heavy Turbolasers
(5) Heavy Ion Cannons
(30) Ion Cannons
(30) Medium Turbolasers
(100) Light Turbolasers
(350) Point-Defense Heavy Laser Cannons
(750) Point-Defense Medium Laser Cannons
(1,134) Point-Defense Light Laser Cannons

(12) Bes'uliik
- Armament
(4) Blaster Cannons
(2) Missile Tubes (Concussion/Proton Torpedo)

Sipping from a cup of caf, his legs crossed, he watched as the stars tumbled pass the viewport. The small battle group was still in hyperspace, nearing their ordered destination of Ruusan. They were under orders from Adeen Kandosii, the leader of a large crime syndicate occupying Wayland. Goran knew his boss wanted to expand his reach, Ruusan giving him access to the Mid Rim and being located near several key trade routes.

He continued to watch the cylindrical light show as he waited for the reports from the scouts he sent ahead to come in.


=Communications Officer=
"Sir! Reports coming in now. The ship has a mild defense force, a few Corvettes and a Z-95 head hunter wing."

=Admiral Shinst=
"Excellent, some action. Inform the battle group to exit at point three. Once we exit I want engines to 30% forward thrust and shields at full front. We will take care of the corvettes, instruct Aranar One to take point defense, Dral below and to the left of our flank. Have the wing run support for Aranar One.

Targeting for this ship will be priority one corvette, followed by priority two. The concussion missiles should make short work of those corvettes, two salvos each."

The bridge was filled with the ever pleasing, "Yes sir!", two words Goran enjoyed hearing greatly. He knew his men would do as instructed, and that they should make short work of the small defense force on Ruusan. Surprise was on their side after all, something that almost always assured a swift victory.
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Post Wed Mar 07, 2012 10:01 pm

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*The once peaceful space, around Ruusan, was shattered by streaks of light and small internal explosions aboard the defending corvettes. The fire was suffocated by the vacuum of space, leaving a less then interesting site. Battles between space faring ships were usually this way, a few streaks of light and second lasting fires, but nothing else. This battle, although not much seeming to be happening, was raging...*

Goran sat in his command chair, of the bridge, watching as his ships tore apart the corvettes. the few fighters they tried to send were turned to scrap metal by the point defense laser cannons, a few even being chased down by the bes'uliiks. It was an easy battle, he knew, his force outgunning the defenders nearly 100-1.

=Admiral Shinst=
"Dial engines to fifty percent, ahead half. By the time we reach high orbit those ships should be nothing more then scrap. Once we enter sector two, move to heading 55-3-11, designated hence forth as sector four."

His officers responded in turn, each a "yes sir". Once his ships were positioned over the capital of Russan, he would repeat much the same strategy as was used on Wayland. He would threaten to turn every city in to a crater until the current ruler gave up his power to the Admiral, and in extension, Adeen Kandosii.
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