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CDF Pellaeon-class Star Destroyer, The Eurybia - Bridge

[quote="Marshal Commander Kaie":2c9t7ceb][b:2c9t7ceb][color=#FF8000:2c9t7ceb]Praesidium Task Force ALPHA [/color:2c9t7ceb]
[list:2c9t7ceb][color=#0080FF:2c9t7ceb][i:2c9t7ceb]Captain Kal Tekoa Commanding[/i:2c9t7ceb][/color:2c9t7ceb] [/list:u:2c9t7ceb][/b:2c9t7ceb]
[list:2c9t7ceb]
[*:2c9t7ceb]Acclamator II-class Cruiser [i:2c9t7ceb]"Broken Arrow"[/i:2c9t7ceb][/*:m:2c9t7ceb]
[*:2c9t7ceb]1 x Warrior-class Gunship[/*:m:2c9t7ceb]
[*:2c9t7ceb]2 x Assassin-class Corvettes[/*:m:2c9t7ceb]
[*:2c9t7ceb]12 x StealthX Starfighters[/*:m:2c9t7ceb][/list:u:2c9t7ceb]

[i:2c9t7ceb][color=#0080FF:2c9t7ceb]Praesidium Guard (102nd and 103rd Divisions) on board.[/color:2c9t7ceb]
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[narration:2c9t7ceb]The Task Force performs a sweep of the system and remains in-system to bolster security procedure for a while.[/narration:2c9t7ceb][/quote:2c9t7ceb]

[npc name=Captain Kal Tekoa:2c9t7ceb][comlink:2c9t7ceb]This is Captain Kal Tekoa of the [i:2c9t7ceb]Broken Arrow[/i:2c9t7ceb] heading up GCCS Praesidium Task Force ALPHA to Selonian Security Control - requesting updated security sweep records. Is there anything of note that we should know about?[/comlink:2c9t7ceb][/npc:2c9t7ceb]

[quote="Serrin Roma":34i26z5w][b:34i26z5w]CDF Pellaeon-class Star Destroyer, [i:34i26z5w]The Eurybia[/i:34i26z5w] - Bridge[/b:34i26z5w]

[npc name=CDF Captain Lilia Herriton:34i26z5w][action:34i26z5w]As hyperspace gives way to realspace, Lilia looks out her SD's forward viewport at the blue planet they are approaching as she rises exhaustedly from her command chair and says to her helmsman,[/action:34i26z5w] "Slow to ahead dead slow, [action:34i26z5w]then turns to her comms officer and says,[/action:34i26z5w] Contact Selonia's PTC and request permission to make our way to the shipyards. Then contact the Five Worlds Medical Centre and let them know we have wounded that need immediate treatment. We'll have any shuttles that are mission capable begin transporting the most severely wounded to the Centre ourselves, but we'll need to the Centre to assist in moving the rest. Have the medical staff begin moving the priority cases to the hangar now while we wait for permission and then contact [i:34i26z5w]the Ianthe[/i:34i26z5w] to have them accompany us to the shipyards; they can help with transporting the wounded to the surface. [action:34i26z5w]Turning to her XO, Lilia says,[/action:34i26z5w] Assemble teams to help with the transportation of the wounded to the hangar and have engineering prepare a damage report so repairs can begin as soon as possible. I'll see if we can't get through to Corellia yet to get a sitrep."

[action:34i26z5w]As her XO, a tall female Togruta, carries out her orders and the comms officer, a female Zabrak, contacts Selonia's PTC, Lilia attempts to contact Corellia and frowns when she is still unable to acquire a signal, indicating that the attack is still ongoing and the enemy in in control of the planet's orbit. Nodding when her comms officer reports that permission to proceed to the shipyards has been granted and the Medical Centre will send shuttles to assist with moving the Eurybia's wounded to the Centre, Lilia buttons the top button of her utility blouse and looks at her helmsman as she says,[/action:34i26z5w] "Change course for the shipyards and get us there, best possible speed."

[narration:34i26z5w]As [i:34i26z5w]the Eurybia[/i:34i26z5w] adjusts her course, [i:34i26z5w]the Ianthe[/i:34i26z5w], a CR90 corvette, follows suit and both vessels make their way to Selonia's [url=http://www.jedivsith.com/viewtopic.php?f=890&t=1383:34i26z5w]shipyards[/url:34i26z5w].[/narration:34i26z5w][/npc:34i26z5w][/quote:34i26z5w]

[comlink:34i26z5w]Eurybia, this is Ground control, our coms were down and we couldn't return your last hail. The Five Worlds Medical Center has been activated and is ready to receive any necessary patients.[/comlink:34i26z5w]

*A Consular-class cruiser, resembling a heavily modified Charger c70 retrofit, drops out of hyperspace above Selonia. The black hulled ship rolls around to orient itself with the planet so it could be seen from the top down. The IFF on the ship was that of the Countdown, showing up as a lightly armed freighter that usually carried ambassadors, senators and other VIPs. Strictly a contractor ship that seemed to check out completely at first glance. Kurt nodded as he opened a channel to the control for this sector.*

:: Selonia control this is the Countdown requesting permission to land at L'pwacc Den Port, we are being expected. ::

*Kurt received confirmation and entry vectors for his ship to land. The Countdown sped toward the planet, moving into its entry vector and lanes to enter the planets atmosphere. If anybody did a background check on the ship it would have been booked as having come out of Honoghr, having landed to conduct private business. The ship swept silently across open space, heading down onto the planet.*

*Two worn, battle-tested, and somewhat scarred CR-90 Corellian corvettes dropped out of hyperspace after making an intra-system jump from Tralus. They bore all the markings and transponder codes of the Corellian Defense Forces' Task Force Delta, one of the smaller, specialized units of the CDF.*

=CR-90 Captain=
:: Selonia Traffic Control, this is CDF passing through for upgrade work at the Selonian Shipyards. Don't mind us, and enjoy the rest of your day. Give a holler if you need us. Over and out. :: *Came the brief identification announcement over an open channel to Selonia's space traffic controllers, who crosschecked the transponder codes against the identification call and painted markings, then assigned the pair of Corvettes a friendly rating.*

*Moving in among , the corvettes disappeared from view.*

*A Consular-class cruiser, resembling a heavily modified Charger c70 retrofit, flies up from the Selonian atmosphere. The black hulled ship rolls as it enters open space, as if the hulking metal ship had a mind of its own and it enjoyed being in space as a fish in water. The IFF on the ship was that of the Countdown, a false IFF which had been forged and had documents forged along with it to shield it from normal background checks. Having just picked up a lead on another job, they were heading out again..*

*Kurt sighed as he turned off the display on the comms terminal, having been scanning the normal new channels for anything useful. He swiveled the chair and got up from the terminal, heading one room over into the bridge, moving up to the Bothan pilot and the Twi'lek co-pilot.* "We locked in for Dressel?" *Garok nodded silently, piloting the ship out and away from the gravity well of the planet.*"Right, when we reach the hyperspace line, punch it. Lets burn lines and get there."

*The ship headed out and away, leaving Selonia far behind, and soon slowing only to speed up and have the stars turn into lines in the view ports, jumping them into the blue of hyperspace.*

[quote="Kel'Al Raganella":3e8w1eg1][narration:3e8w1eg1]In accordance with the expanded plans for the Hapan Royal Medical Service to provide operations into the Core Worlds, especially the Corellian Sector, and according to the terms of their mutual support agreement with the Five Worlds Medical Center, two of the four Hapan medical mercy fleets are deployed and permanently stationed at Selonia, residing in a stationary standby orbit until needed, and supported by the Selonian shipyards, preventing a need to return to Olanjii for repairs and maintenance.[/narration:3e8w1eg1]

[action:3e8w1eg1]The two fleets remain on station in orbit over Selonia.[/action:3e8w1eg1]

[b:3e8w1eg1]HRMS Third Fleet[/b:3e8w1eg1]
1 - Redemption-class hospital ship (modified Nebulon-B frigate)
1 - Restoration-class hospital ship (modified Class C frigate)
12 - Sprint-class rescue craft

=3rd Fleet Captain=
[comlink:3e8w1eg1]Selonia, HRMS Three checking in, over.[/comlink:3e8w1eg1]

[b:3e8w1eg1]HRMS Fourth Fleet[/b:3e8w1eg1]
1 - Redemption-class hospital ship (modified Nebulon-B frigate)
1 - Restoration-class hospital ship (modified Class C frigate)
12 - Sprint-class rescue craft

=4th Fleet Captain=
[comlink:3e8w1eg1]Selonia, HRMS Four checking in, over.[/comlink:3e8w1eg1][/quote:3e8w1eg1]
[narration:3e8w1eg1]An urgent, encrypted message from the Eastern Outer Rim was routed through Jedi channels, then switched over to the Republic, then finally to local Corellian channels, and routed to Selonia. It was delivered to the offices of the Hapan Royal Medical Service, and within an hour, the displaced Third Fleet made the jump from orbit to hyperspace, and left the Core Worlds entirely.[/narration:3e8w1eg1]

*Both the Rebecca's Whip and the GCBASS exited hyperspace, immediately cloaking their presence as they approached the planet's atmosphere. Rebecca wanted to keep this trip as secretive as possible, especially given that there was the remains of a Chiss Terrorist organisation planet side that needed to be taken down. But that was not the only main reason she was here. But that was a secret she had to discuss with someone...*

Bridge

Bridge

Bridge

*The Chiss Shadow appeared in a small flash of light as it exited from hyperspace. The cloaked starfighter made it's way through orbit and down into the planet's atmosphere. The pilot was glad he had made the trip in as short a time as he had, since he was sure his passenger would no doubt wake up soon, plus he liked to pride himself on obeying orders quickly and to the point*

*The GCBASS and the Rebecca's Whip broke free from the planet's atmosphere, still cloaked, making their way free of the planet's pull. The two ships then disappeared in separate flashes of light as they made their jump to hyperspace*

*The Barloz broke free from the atmosphere and moved into orbit of the planet, having arrived to it's planned trip destination. Zion sat at the controls, hunched over as the days events were colliding with each other and he finally started coming to grips with it all. Iella was dead, her husband an agent of the Cinn Ion, he had a daughter who had died, but who had a clone that he must find, Rebecca was not dead, his YT-1300 had been butchered for parts. These things all tormented his mind, along with the slew of memories that had all come back to him in such a short time, years of history rushing back, bringing back their own lots of revelations and events. He could feel himself slowly slipping away into the dark reaches of his mind as it all started becoming too much for him to deal with at the same time, until he heard a familiar voice echo through his mind*

*Suddenly it all seemed to pause as the voice pulled him free of his slow descent. Suddenly the world around him seemed to burst forth with a bright light, the control consoles appearing around him and Tigress curled up in her seat next to him, slowly fading away from this world as her wound continued to drain her energy. How could he have so easily forgotten about her and been so selfish, focusing solely on his own pain and worries when she was sitting there dying. But he had no real clue where he should go and take her, sure there was the Five Worlds Medical Centre, but he had a history there that was sure to have gotten him banned forever. No, he needed another place, but where could he go that could possibly deal with a Farghul*

*Zion looked around the cabin, momentarily startled as he heard Zachriel's voice in his mind again. Although he knew force sensitives could talk to one another without being close at hand, it still caught him off guard at this moment giving everything that had just happened. He then turned to the nav computer and pulled up the co-ordinates for Honoghr, before having them input into the hyperdrive computer. Zion then turned back towards the controls as he eased the Barloz engines up to speed, pulling away from the planets pull. As the ship got far enough away, he engaged the hyperdrive, causing the Barloz to disappear in a flash of light into hyperspace*