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Re: Open Orbit
Jason knew that the situation wasn't the best. His men had been stuck on station for long enough to drive any rational man insane. But these men had something to fight for, something to keep them sane and something to drive them forward. The wish to reclaim there home. So they had searched the outer rim of the system for any of the derelict battlestations, for weeks StealthX's and the two stealth shuttles that remained combed the area looking for cloaked stations with no succeess.
(OOC: Just so there is no confusion unless stated otherwise this is all before present time.)
Two months before present date. Ghoul Flight on recon patrol on Alderaan systems edge.
-:Ghoul 3:-
::Lead I have nothing on my sensors. Are we sure that this that this wasn't a wild goose chase either? I mean the last four locations that Greyland and Lios have come up with were wrong and the one before this was already destroyed.::
Kia Thomas frowned at her sensor readout and sighed softly as her instruments showed the same thing. She sighed softly as he glanced around at the stars around her and shook her head sligtly.
"Ki... we aren't going to find anything... but I can't let them know this. Morale crashes and so do we... Admiral Greyland was right on that at least."
She switched the comm frequency to the private on the Ghouls used.
-:Cut the chatter, we have a mission to do and besides with the info that they got la-:-
Her voice was drowned out by an excited tone of the youngest member of their flight.
-Ghoul 4-
-:Lead! I have something, for a split second I saw something off my starboard wing. I am pretty sure its the battle station.:-
Kia bit her lower lip as she considered the possibilities and weighed the possible consequences. The Mando's had yet to actually find them this far out but that was only because they had yet to attract attention to their position. If they started sending out general codes that they needed to confirm the battlestations presence then the Mando's could trace it and hit there last strong hold area. She sighed again before finally cussing softly under her breath and keyed the command for the identification signal to be broadcasted in her area. A few moments passed and she hit her console out of frustration. She was about to order her flight back to thefleet before she heard the soft tone of her console alerting her that the station had accepted her docking codes and was transmitting docking information to her console.
"By the force...."
She grinned slightly as she swung her fighter around and brought her fleet home with the good news.
One and a half months before present date. Battlestation Horizon, Command center.
Jacob Lios stood looking at the sensor readout of the padd he felt and frowned slightly as he inspected the results. The fleet had lost nearly four ships in total, several capital ships and nearly four squardrons total. They had salvaged another two squadrons worth of fighters from spare parts and things they had managed to procure from the CUF before they pulled out as well. They had a big enough assault force to attack and retake Aldera and other key points of the planet but no way to deliver them. And to make it all worse Greyland was still in the Medical ward unable to move from the damage to his legs and Trayt was in a coma from injuries in the retreat. The largest problem was that after a skirmish with a small fleet of pirates the fleet had been forced to flee the area and jump to hyperspace. Most of the ships had juryrigged hyperspace drives and the only one that didn't, the Pheonix was remaining with the fleet as it attempted to return to a position where they could provide support. Jason had assumed command of the battlestation but with all that was going on he was in just as bad as shape as fleet. He had lost contact with his lover and their son as well as the fact that he was sure that he could of prevented this.
-Voice-
"What is the status today? Anything new?"
Lios turned his head and saw a man wearing black Jedi robes walking towards him slowly. He almost couldn't recognize his childhood friend anymore, Jason had stopped caring for his appearance since the fall of Alderaan and it showed. His robes were tattered and his full beard now was unkept, but his eyes still showed a fire that had existed since the attack began.
-Lios-
"No sir, we have began another low power sensor sweep of the system and it seems that the Mando's still haven't detected that we have tapped into the planatary sensors. But other that passive scans we cannot risk anything further than the minimal information from the weather stations in orbit. Glad they dont consider them a tactical threat and changed all the access codes."
Jason nodded without paying attention and his eyes turned to the sensor read out.
-Jason-
"Anymore word from the fleet or the CUF?"
-Lios-
"None, they probably believe us dead. We are still trying to bring the long range back up but until the fleet arrives all we have is short range. But I do have good news. We finally were able to get the main data core back on line, bathing areas, food generators, everything. Its back online. Also we were able to get into the archives and find out what happened to the battlestations in this area before we lost contact with them."
Jason nodded slightly for him to continue.
"The Mando's blew an EMP right at the heart of the line and disabled them, then they boarded all of the battlestations, killed the crews and left bombs for us when we came back. Thankfully we found the bomb and disarmed it, and we found the location for two other stations. We are going to prepare both stalth shuttles with StealthX flights. With your approval sir."
Jason nodded again before leaving the command center again. Lios sighed softly before turning back to his padd and began to make the plans for retaking the stations.