Above the Planet

*Lady San tapped the console, reading the streams of data. She stopped at a particular thread, noting the death of the CEO of the Northern Region. Minium Kotell, CEO, had perished as he attempted to leave the strickened area. She smiled to herself, the plan had worked to her benefit. She did not have to send an assassin to kill the thief, the IF plan had worked to her benefit. Under the guise of LAN.*

*And no one was the wiser, the criminal had been killed by a Caamasian missile. Collateral damage. San immediately sent for assistance from Domin. The planet would be safe for landing within one day, as the toxin dissolve swiftly. *

*Lady San sent a response to the survivors on Caamas, it was transmitted to the planet wide network system.*

:: Citizens of the planet, I am in orbit, suffering with you in this time of tragedy. Teams of workers are on the way to assist you in restoring your cities and towns, and to assist in burying the deceased. Each victim is a planetary hero, and their lives will he honored. The bombs had, what has been tentatively identified, as LAN markings. Rest assured, this event will not be forgotten. The perpetrators will suffer, as you have suffered. May the force be with you in this time of need. ::

*After assuring the citizens that the perpetrators of such a hideous crime will be sought out and punishes, San made arrangements to depart the orbit. She had much business to attend to.*

*The Horica Emperor-class Star Destroyer, Dawn of War, maneuvers away from orbit and enters hyperspace. Course set for Ambria.*

[quote="San Zabar Horica":126jk7ka][color=#FF4000:126jk7ka]Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15[/color:126jk7ka]
[color=#FFBF80:126jk7ka][size=85:126jk7ka]=Technical Specifications=
Length: 2,000 meters
Width: 2,000 meters
Height: 2,000 meters
Hull: Durasteel (Heavy)
Armament: 60 Heavy Turbolasers, 35 Proton Torpedo Launchers, 25 Tractor Beam Projectors, Ray and Particle Shields[/color:126jk7ka][/size:126jk7ka]

[action:126jk7ka][i:126jk7ka]A Balmorran Defense Platform arrives in orbit. It was commissioned to remain in Caamas orbit as protection for the Zabarian Mines upon the planet. It also assists regular orbital controls in place in identifying incoming traffic.[/i:126jk7ka][/action:126jk7ka]

[comlink:126jk7ka]General Heddik: Station reports regular traffic to and from planet.[/comlink:126jk7ka][/quote:126jk7ka]

[quote="San Zabar Horica":iyz7l9tk][color=#FF4000:iyz7l9tk]Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15[/color:iyz7l9tk]
[color=#FFBF80:iyz7l9tk][size=85:iyz7l9tk]=Technical Specifications=
Length: 2,000 meters
Width: 2,000 meters
Height: 2,000 meters
Hull: Durasteel (Heavy)
Armament: 60 Heavy Turbolasers, 35 Proton Torpedo Launchers, 25 Tractor Beam Projectors, Ray and Particle Shields[/color:iyz7l9tk][/size:iyz7l9tk]

[action:iyz7l9tk][i:iyz7l9tk]A Balmorran Defense Platform arrives in orbit. It was commissioned to remain in Caamas orbit as protection for the Zabarian Mines upon the planet. It also assists regular orbital controls in place in identifying incoming traffic.[/i:iyz7l9tk][/action:iyz7l9tk]

[comlink:iyz7l9tk]General Heddik: Station reports regular traffic to and from planet.[/comlink:iyz7l9tk][/quote:iyz7l9tk]

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*A Balmorran Defense Platform remains in orbit. It serves as protection for the Zabarian Mines upon the planet. It also assists regular orbital controls in place in identifying incoming traffic.*

:: General Heddik: Station reports regular traffic to and from planet. ::

*The crew of the station complete their three month tour of duty and are replaced with another crew. *

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*The Balmorran Defense Platform remains in orbit. It serves as protection for the Zabarian Mines upon the planet. It also assists regular orbital controls in place in identifying incoming traffic.*

:: General Heddik: Station reports regular traffic to and from planet. ::

*Reports increased immigration to the planet, as Caamasians return to repopulate the planet.*

*Orbital defense stations continue operating according to Zabarian protocols. Sending in reports to the general headquarters regularly.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge.*

*The station continues to monitor outgoing and incoming traffic, storing vessels IDS for the galactic registry.*

*A Correlian Corvette drops out of hyperspace in the far outskirts of the planetary system, outside the range of defender's scans. The Corvette then plots a micro-jump to the southern polar cap, under the defensive scanners... With a blink of the eye, the Corvette dissapears and reappears at the Southern pole. Engaging sublight engines the ship enters the southern pole's atmosphere.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge.*

*The station has been retrofitted with up to date scanners. Logs of vessels entering and departing the planet are sent to headquarters.*

*The defense station continues to monitor space over the planet. Regular patrols by TIEs are conducted.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge. Staff on platform begin yearly rotation programs. Shuttles bring up the replacements.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge. Staff on platform begin yearly rotation programs. Shuttles bring up the replacements.*

*A lone sith inflitrator flies out of the hyperspace and enters into the orbit of Caamas. It had been on the run for a week now and still hadn't found a suitable place to hide. Everywhere it went, the pilot would end up finding another person who wanted the valuable information stored with in a holocron in his pocket. It was information on a new death star to be produced by whom ever held the information. At first it was the sith, but eventually Gabriel found it within his hands after fighting the sith lord possessing the information. Now he needed to either keep it or sell it off.

At the moment, it was the first choice. He was going to keep it in his possession until he finally decided how he would dispose of it. Since it was in his possession, it came with a price. Many people were after the information he held and now they knew what he looked like and what his ship was. The only way to avoid conflict would be to find a planet to hide on then to find some safety to ride out the hunt for the information.

Gabriel quickly propelled the ship down to the surface into the city. The city was a fairly large and expansive place and had many different opportunities to hide. He, however, would need to leave traps so that any of persuers would have trouble finding him. He continued his descent hoping for safety and peace.*

*With a flicker of psuedomotion that disturbed the tableaux of stars at the edge of the system a Skipray Blastboat appeared in the Cirius system, sublight engines flaring to life and propelling it towards the planet. The back-swept wings glinting in the muted low of the systems primary as it banked onto an approach vector, the ship looked like the lethal support vessel it was, with prominent laser cannons, advanced sensor package and heavy shielding. It seemed to stalk more than fly as it approached its destination, like a hunter advancing on its prey...*

*Corr peered out at the planet they were approaching as Sidara guided the Tra'Vod along its vector with practiced ease. The screen in front of Corr displayed information on Caamas and the recent events here. It was unusual that the big Mandalorian had never been here before though, with thousands of systems in the Galaxy, perhaps it shouldn't be surprising. There had been no reason to come here before. Nothing of interest to Clan Vhett had happened nor had there been a bounty here for him to pursue... Until now.*

"Why here..."

*The question was rhetorical more than addressed to his fianc├â┬®. He frowned first at the planet growing in the viewport then at the screen in front of him. The devastation wrought decades ago had been corrected though in some places the air was still toxic and the plant growth stunted and unhealthy. The rest was mainly marshland and swamps...*

"I hate swamps..."

*He swore savagely and closed the screen he had been reading.*

"Picking up and comm traffic, Sid'ika?"

Sidara raised her eyebrow at him. He was so picky sometimes. Mr. Big and Bad Warrior complaining about a little swamp. Granted, it would be dirty. And wet. And not smell that good. But Sid was used to that.

Well, I really can't help it if you hate swamps. This is it.

She ran some coordinates and sent a message asking permission to land.

Yes, I hope you know what you are doing, Corr.

Sid couldn't help but get nervous when she didn't know the big picture. And that was a lot of the time... and also the reason she seemed to chain smoke when they were on missions. Cigarette... yes... that would help. She found her pack and lit one up.

I know we have done this a million times before... I still get nervous. And this time... it's a little different.

She inhaled the smoke from her cigarette deeply and let it out through her nose.

Now we wait, Corr'ika.

*Corr sighed as the smoke wafted around the cockpit, like death snaking its insidious fingers around grasping for mortals to lure to his realm. They were in space with nothing but vacuum around them, with the air recyclers drawing power to filter their exhales and she insisted on smoking...*

"How many times have I asked you not to smoke in here..."

*It was a rhetorical question spoken in a mock-exasperated s they went through a routine that was almost ritualistic now. Corr wold chastise Sidara for smoke and Sidara would pointedly ignore him. It was one of those aspects of married life that the couple were already starting to develope. A normal procedure in their relationship. If a relationship where both participants roved the galaxy to hunt and destroy Sithspit could even be said to be normal...*

"Unhealthy looking swamp too. They should get some of those shable vongese shapers to come here and get rid of those toxins once and for all."

*As much as he hated the Yuzhaan Vong he had seen what their Shapers could do first hand to planets devastated by both their own weaponry and the common agents of the galaxy. The filthy aliens could work wonders though every planet Corr had visited that had been re-worked by the Vong had seemed alien and... unnatural.

He turned the chair so it faced Sidara, waving his hand to disperse the smoke from around his face.*

"Why is it different this time? I'd have though this was more cut and dried than out usual adventures Sidika."

*He double clicked the comm absently as landing permission and co-ordinates came in and Sidara took them down towards down below.*

Balmorran Defense Platform: BDP X-14, BDP X-15
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*General Heddik in charge.*