A massive cataclysm has struck the universe, and destroyed most everything in its wake. The survivors are now trying to pick up the pieces, and figure out exactly what has befallen them. Gather together, lightsiders!! The darkness has shattered the peace and calm of the galaxy...and they will do anything to stop anyone from finding out exactly what has been done! This is our first sitewide RP plotline. Lightsiders, you are looking for the source of this massive event. Clues must be found, lackeys tracked down, and bits of memory discovered. Darksiders, you guys don't want that to happen....because of the one behind the whole thing is furthering his ultimate goal. Mandalorians, and non-force users, you guys can decide where you stand on this line....do you side with the Jedi, and try to discover the reasons behind the ruined universe, or will you side with the darkness, and protect those secrets. Will the secret of the cataclysmic reaping be kept under wraps? Or will the Jedi and their allies find out the truth? Your RP and writing will decide the outcome!
BATTLE ARENA
Welcome to The Saga Continues. We have a section called the Battle Arena. Here you can use your characters to fight other characters. Hone your skills and see what you are made of. Don't worry, anything that happens here, does not effect your characters in posts, so if your character dies, you can still use them over and over. Have fun and check it out!
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Raven Squad is mainly a reconnaissance team originating from the 91st Mobile Recon Corpse, meant for quick infil/exfil missions, they are trained in quick combat maneuvers and standard clone tactics. They currently wear Phase II clone trooper armor gifted them by Midnight Squad during the battle of Honoghr.
Backstory:
Raven squad was on a surveillance mission during order 66 and never received the official command. When they were contacted by another group of clones who had rebelled against the order and gone to Sullust. Raven Squad made there way to the planet where they were told the only way to save themselves was carbonite. They all agreed to the process and were placed in stasis until a year before the Plague was released. Raven Squad's carbonite chambers malfunctioned releasing them earlier than expected Not remembering why they were there or when they were the clones returned to Coruscant where they kept getting mistaken for Storm Troopers. Disgusted that the Galactic Republic had become the Empire they discarded their armor and signed on to the New Republic Army. Little did they know what that would have in store for them.
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General Info:
Name: Dogma
Gender: Male
Age: unknown (appears early 30s)
Species: Human
Home world: Kamino
Occupation: New Republic Soldier / Clone of Jango fett
Rank: Corporal
Affiliation: Leader of Raven Squad / Heavy Weapons Expert
Helmet: (Paratrooper Style) Black Raven located on left side of dome
Appearance:
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180 lbs / 81.6 kg
Build: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Skin: Tan
Hair: Black/Dark Brown
Brief Description:
Forced into leadership due to Raven Squad's so called "bad luck" in the field of battle, Dogma tries to keep his squad in line and mission oriented in field but will easily relax with his brothers when the job is done.
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General Info:
Name: Echo
Gender: Male
Age: unknown (appears early 30s)
Species: Human
Home world: Kamino
Occupation: New Republic Soldier / Clone of Jango fett
Rank: Lance Corporal
Affiliation: Raven Squad Explosives Expert
Helmet: (BARC Style) Solid black line vertically drawn on right side of helmet
Appearance:
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 188 lbs / 85.2 kg
Build: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Skin: Tan
Hair: Black/Dark Brown
Brief Description:
It has been rumored that Echo is clinically insane due to his love of explosions and the thrill he gets from the danger of the explosives he "plays" with. He of course denies any such insanity but can't help but let out at least a chuckle whenever something explodes.
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General Info:
Name: Fritz
Gender: Male
Age: unknown (appears early 30s)
Species: Human
Home world: Kamino
Occupation: New Republic Soldier / Clone of Jango fett
Rank: Private
Affiliation: Raven Squad Pilot / Long Range Weapons Expert
Helmet: (Phase I Pilot) (Black claw marks)
Appearance:
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 183 lbs / 83 kg
Build: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Skin: Tan
Hair: Black/Dark Brown
Brief Description:
The happy-go-lucky pilot of the squad, Fritz is always ready to crack a joke to lighten the mood. But he also takes his job and the lives of his brothers very seriously.
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General Info:
Name: Score (Deceased)
Gender: Male
Age: unknown (appears early 30s)
Species: Human
Home world: Kamino
Occupation: New Republic Soldier / Clone of Jango fett
Rank: Private
Affiliation: Raven Squad Tech Expert
Helmet: (ARF Style) Black visor and dome
Appearance:
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 178 lbs / 80.7 kg
Build: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Skin: Tan
Hair: Black/Dark Brown
Brief Description:
To be called a tech expert is an understatement for Score, he is more of a tech genius. He could hack the highest security system in a matter of minutes. His grim attitude usually got him worried glances from other soldiers because one could never guess what he was going to do or say next.
It was all Fritz could do to keep the Wayward Son from tumbling through space as the worm hole yanked it through time. The journeys they had been on had been insane, jumping from planet to planet trying to find answers until they had finally found a way back to the present. Well, not exactly the present, weeks if not months or a year had passed by since they had been transported into the past by some means of the Force that Adi and Loki liked to talk about. Of course to a clone like himself, Echo and myself all that stuff was space wizard garbage. Our learning and adapting to issues was what got us through that whole mess.
The Wayward Son, piloted by Roxanne and Fritz finally came to a settled orbit around the planet of Honoghr, just outside the mass of debris that was once a Venetor-class Star Destroyer The Redemption. The ship that had once brought my squad, and Jedi Knight Rai to the RDMC now orbited slowly around the planet. I stood behind Fritz and Roxanne as we entered orbit from our crazy journey in the past, "Where we go from here I guess is up to the Jedi." I said to both of the pilots, "But if we are going to keep working on this cure for the galaxy I would suggest Kamino, their laboratories were second to none in our time."
I turned from the cockpit and walked into the main lounge area, "In case you weren't aware, we made it back. The Redemption lays destroyed in orbit indicatingthe present time, but when exactly I am unsure. I know it is the Redemption, because the crew of that vessel would die before allowing innocence to be harmed, that would be the only reason the enemy was able to bombard us during the Battle of Honoghr." I announced in a somber tone, I had lost contact with the ship during the battle and had feared the worst, but now I had confirmed it, the last Venetor of the Republic was gone, outclassed by the future. Would that one day happen to me and my squad? We were already one man down, three left to go I guess.
As we worked on a section of electronics that Fritz had revealed by opening an access panel, I couldn’t help but feel like we were being watched by someone, or something. Since I wasn’t as smart with spacecraft as Fritz or Roxanna were, I got stuck with tool fetching. It had almost been two hours since we had landed on the planet and the creeping suspicion of being spied stayed in the back of my thoughts as we worked. But no matter how hard I glared into the foliage of the surrounding jungles all I saw were plants and all I heard was distant jungle noises and the occasional zap of sparks from Fritz working.
What I felt, but couldn’t see in the jungle were a curious group of six Felucian farmers who had glimpsed our ship land on the cliff above their small village. They carried make-shift weapons of pitchforks and hoes as a precaution to the off-worlders. Curious eyes peered at the ship, the few clones and the female Zabrak that worked on it, and the possible threat they could be, or the allies they could make. They continued to watch them, unsure of their decision, they were not an aggressive species as they mainly farmed for a living, they were a peaceful people and wished for peace with all who entered their territory. But at the same time, they were a fearful people as they were at every disadvantage for any type of combat, with their beady eyes, stubby arms, thick legs, and short stature.
The group of farmers watched on as we finished up and cleaned up the equipment that had been strewn around. After cleaning up the immediate area Fritz and I sat down on the ground and decided to watch the surrounding area for any intruders or local fauna. Fritz patted the ground next to himself, offering Roxanna a seat as well, “I think that’s all we will be able to accomplish without a proper drydock. Besides we still need to figure out how to get back to our timeline.”
“If where and when we crashed on Geonosis was the very first battle of Geonosis, then that means we are in 22 BBY, and Order 66 hasn’t been issued yet.” I said thinking out loud, “If we could somehow stop it from ever taking place, maybe we could save the Jedi from the destruction of Darth Vader and Palpatine. That might change our future significantly enough that the damned plague never occurs and then we can go back to our original time and not have to worry about rebuilding a destroyed galaxy.” I wasn’t too versed on time travel or the butterfly effect of changing moments in time, but in my mind, we could fix everything just by stopping Palpatine.
“I’m not so sure about that Dogma.” Fritz countered, “I don’t know how we got in this point in time, or how to get back. Or if we could even get back. But it would be an almost impossible task to get near Chancellor Palpatine, as he is guarded by both our brothers and the Jedi.”
“Speaking of Jedi, I wonder if they have figured anything out.” I said indicating the three Force wielders inside the Wayward Son. They had been in their talking this entire time and we hadn’t heard a peep come from the ship except for when Drez stepped out and warned us about the local wildlife. “If there’s any knowing about time-travel they might know something.”
“All this talk of time-travel, with no solution is aggravating me.” Echo said as he stood up from his booth, waving his hand at the group of Jedi, “Stop complaining about these unwritten rules and figure something out. All this talk has me wanting to destroy something,” he pulled out a thermal detonator to emphasize his point, “And the faster we get back to our timeline the more likely it will not be all of us I blow up. Got it?” He never intended to blow up the group, but he was trying to make a point; of time, not time rules.
Putting away the thermal detonator Echo turned to Adi with an outstretched hand, “May I?” he had never tried smoking, his career in the Clone Army and Grand Army of the Republic hadn’t allowed for him to indulge in more than drinks off duty. He wasn’t planning on more than a puff or two, just experimenting. The thought of blowing something up brought a small rush of dopamine to his head and he needed to calm down without blowing something up.
Echo had stayed behind in the common area of the ship while I followed Fritz and Raxanna outside to see if I could lend a hand anywhere. “You all talk like this Ashla, and what was that other one you all mentioned? Bogan? Yeah, that was it. You all talk like they are actual physical beings. From my understanding, the Force you Jedi use is just some special power you have that us normal people don’t. Why do you keep mentioning these individuals? Are they really powerful Jedi or something?” Interrupted an annoyed Echo before Rai could continue talking. He wanted action, not sitting around and chanting like Rai had suggested with his mediation, “And if they are Jedi, why don’t we just go to them and ask them to help send us back to the present?” he quizzed the group of Force users, he then mumbled under his breath, “I wouldn’t mind staying here in the past, it’s where all my brothers are anyway.” He then rocked back in his chair before leaned forward waiting for a reply.
Fritz absentmindedly fiddled with a few controls to keep the Wayward Son stable during their atmospheric flight over the Felucia jungles. "I'd think the Saarlacs are the least of our worries, they have Ackleys here, and other large predatory monsters." Fritz replied to Raxanna's question, "Looks like there is a large cliff at two 'o clock. Let's set the Son down on top, might give us a good view of the surrounding area."
As the Wayward Son made its way to the cliff Fritz lowered the newly repaired landing gear. They had stopped at a Republic shipyard along the way, and were able to convince the Superintendent to allow them to make some repairs and refuel, before continuing to Felucia. So the gear wasn't fully opperational, but it would hold for now. The ship came to a hard rest in a clearing on the cliff overlooking the surrounding jungle. "Let's see if we can't make anymore repairs with what we got. Shall we Raxanna?"
Echo and I had slept most of the way to our next destination but were quickly awakened when the Wayward Son set down with a jolt to wake the dead.
"Fritz, I swear by all that is unholy if you crashed this ship again..." Echo started as he got to his feet. The clone was obviously not too happy about being woken up. Neither was I but we had a job to do and sleeping wasn't helping when we could be trying to figure out how to get back to the present.
"Calm down Echo. He saved us all last time, I doubt he'd purposefully crash the ship again." I said rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "Besides Raxanna is in charge of flying the ship Fritz is just the co-pilot. And this is her ship, she wouldn't crash it to save the universe." We both got up and made our way out of the cargo hold to the main lounge area where we waited to hear if there was a plan from the others.
This wasn't his ship, but Fritz wasn't happy with how Drez complained about it after he and Raxanna had spent the entire time peicing it back together after saving them all. "Just sit back and pray I don't put you out the airlock Drez. I didn't see you trying to fix this ship!" He yelled back. He was proud of the work he and the Zabrak had done in such a short time after the crash, making the ship flyable and all.
I walked with Rai and Echo back to the Wayward Son, engines roaring with life. This skirmish had been short, but needed to let some steam off, "Go on inside, I want to make sure everyone got on." I told the two as I turned to look at the mess of battle droids and AAT we left behind. A quick jog, and look around later confirmed that everyone had gotten back on our ship. I didn't know much about these time travel rules that Loki had been yelling about before, but I was pretty sure we hadn't left anything laying around from our time.
I jogged back to the ship and up the ramp, closing it behind me, "Fritz, she's all buttoned up. Let's get off this blasted rock of a planet." I called toward the front of the ship. My reply came with the noticable movement of the ship and I made my way to the common area where I found most everyone sitting, standing, or otherwise relaxing. I walked over to the fridge, pulled out a canteen of water, sat down and made myslef at home. "Hopefully this trip is alot smoother than the last one. Am I right?" Echo joked to everyone in the room.
“Well, I saw an opportunity and I took it. And you seemed so self-destructive since Honoghr that I was curious how far you’d go!” I yelled back at Rai, who was complaining about Echo’s and my handy work. The B-1’s soon located us and started firing at our hiding spot.
“Kriff! Take this clankers!” Yelled Echo as he tossed a thermal detonator in the group of eight droids. The droids stupidly watched as the grenade stuck in the sand at their feet. Seconds later it detonated quickly destroying all of them.
That was when Drez contacted us over commlink, I thought about our options and was about to ask Fritz where he a was with repairing the ship when I heard engines roar to life, “Looks like we are taking the battered box outta here boys.” I replied to Midnight Squad’s leader. I then turned to Echo, “We need to head back. If those droids get smart and call for reinforcements before we get out of here, we are screwed.”
“Copy that Dogma.”
We quickly left our foxhole and ran toward Rai, “Let’s go, Fritz and Raxanna got the Son working again.”
“We got it working Raxanna!! I don’t know what you did back there but it’s finally alive! Now maybe we can get off this miserable planet. I could do with never seeing this place again.” Fritz shouted excitedly from the co-pilot’s chair. He then proceeded to start the pre-flight procedures to get them in the sky as soon as everyone made it back to the ship. “If Loki was right about us being in the past, then hopefully we did not disturb it too much with the landing and whatever everyone was doing outside.” Fritz talked to himself and anyone that may have been near the cockpit.
“Roxanna, gonna need you up here to get this bucket of bolts into the sky.” He didn’t mean to insult the ship, but he was annoyed that it had taken them this long to get it started again. Even if a lot of the systems turned out to be simple and familiar to work on. He hoped the female Zabrak didn’t take too much offense at it, after he remembered that this ship probably belonged to her.
As Rai continued to keep the attention of most of the clankers Echo and I made our way to a flanking position opposite of where I noticed Drez and his squad was at. As we took cover from the B-1's fire for a second I turned to Echo, "I was always curious what the inside of those AATs looked like. how about you?"
"You're seriously thinking about trying to commandeer that tank aren't you?" He asked with excitement building in his voice, to which I nodded.
"Since droids like to keep their tanks behind their soldier lines, we should be open to get around it."
"I'd check your information again Dogma, there is at least another formation of twenty droids behind that tank."
"Easy, we still have poppers don't we?" I asked, smiling from beneath my helmet.
"Oh right. Easy pickings." Confirmed Echo as he drew out two EMP grenades.
I followed suite and we both primed and threw them at the formation of droids behind the tank. The low yield EMP grenades did the trick perfectly, shorting all circuits of all twenty close standing droids clearing our path. We made our way to the back of the AAT where Echo pulled out a couple thermals, "Change of plans: let's blow this tin can open." He exclaimed.
That's when I heard a *THUNK*, "What the-" followed by a loud buzzing sound, "That wasn't my EMP." I said surprised by the sounds.
"It's Drez and his squad." Stated Echo pointing at their position. "Enough, waiting around lets blow the back off this thing!!"
I could tell he was getting fired up from the thought of explosions, "Set them for three tics and we will book it back to cover."
"On the count of three. One. Two. Three!" Counted Echo, before we primed our thermals and sprinted away from the AAT. A second after we cleared the blast radius the timers went off dealing unknown damage to the tank as we dove for cover.
"Now THAT was thrilling!!" Yelled Echo after we landed.
"Try it again!" Fritz called out from under the floor panels to Raxanna, they had stopped a bunch of electrical shorts and sparking, replaced a couple parts that she had on standby for emergency repairs. He heard the engines start to rev up before dying again. "Kriff! What else do we need to do to get this hunk of junk back into the air?!" Yelled the frusterated clone pilot. "Raxanna you got any ideas?! I'm getting ready to lace this thing with explosives and walk away!!"
“There goes Rai again, rushing towards the enemy.” I said to Echo as we shouldered our rifles, “Better go save him again.” We both ran after the cone-headed Jedi and began blasting droids left behind by him and the flying suit of armor. As we enjoyed slaying the almost imbecilic battle droids, I heard Loki yelling at the top of his lungs about being in 22 BBY. Then it clicked, “That is why these droids are so easy to kill!” I thought, then out loud I said, “Echo! these are gen one battle droids!”
“If Loki is right, then these pieces of junk will be simple to take down.” He replied as he shot another droid.
The droids seemed more focused on the Jedi we were trying to help more so than two clones shooting at them. As we made our way further into the mess Echo and I started having to take cover from time to time as some of the B-2’s got “smart” and started shooting at us. I caught my breath while hiding behind a small mound of sand. I glanced around and saw the woman from the med bay stalking across the sand, I tapped Echo’s shoulder and pointed, “Guess she wanted in on the action too. Whelp, let’s get back at it!"
Fritz was following every instruction and command given to him by Raxanna, she knew her ship well and he was happy about that. None of this was even similar to the LAATs he worked on when he was in the Old Republic Army. Sure, part names and uses were the same but none of it looked the same as it did back then. As she instructed, Fritz worked on memorizing everything she said as well as followed every step to the letter. He was currently wedged under the floorboards trying to reach a bad motivator that had fried during the landing, “Almost... Got it... There!” he said to himself as he removed the bad part. “Raxanna! I’m ready for that new motivator now.” He then tossed the old one up out of the hatch and waited for her to drop the new one down. Fritz looked around the compartment he was in and wondered what else could possibly been damaged internally on the ship.
I followed Rai outside to help assess the damage to the outside of the craft. I hadn’t looked outside the ship so when I stood up and looked around, I felt a familiarity about the planet. “This, this is Geonosis!” I said more to myself than Rai. Then I heard the all to familiar sound of robotic steps in sync with each other, and the Cerean’s warning, clankers. “Never thought I would be here again fighting them again.” I said to the Jedi, “Are we really here or is this just a bad dream?” As I finished talking Adi’s suit rocketed into the air out of the top of the Wayward Son, “Yes. Please draw more attention to ourselves than we already are Adi.” I grumbled to myself. An army of battle droids nearby and he has to fly around like a beacon indicating there are lives at the crash site.
“I didn’t know why someone would re-purpose an entire army of battle droids for this planet, it was almost as much of a wasteland as Tatooine. But we need to figure out did it and make him shut them down for good!” I said to Rai as I watched Adi hover in his suit, “And why is he flying around? I thought you told him to stay put?”
Fritz looked at the control panel, which was sparking and smoking in a couple places, he flipped some switches and pressed some buttons trying to restart the engines but every time he tried all they did was whir up and shut down, “We aren’t going anywhere unless we find out what kinds of damage we sustained in that damage.” He stated bluntly as he looked at the female Zabrak sitting next to him in the pilot seat. She looked fairly shaken from the crash, “First time, huh? Don’t worry I’ve been through a couple, this is the largest ship I have successfully crashed.” Fritz put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it to reassure her that everything was okay.
Fritz then unstrapped and made his way toward the cockpit entrance, stopping at the door he turned and looked at Raxanna, “You any good with maintenance? I have some minor skills but that’s just with LAATs.”
Echo picked himself up off the cargo hold floor, he had slammed his shoulder into one of the crates when they made their less-than-graceful landing and he wasn’t happy. He picked up his DC-15 rifle and helmet, he wasn’t actually going to kill anyone on board but he was going to give them a piece of his mind. Echo made his way to the main area of the ship just in time to see me leave the ship. He put his helmet on and followed me outside where he caught the end of my complaining. “Wait, did we crash on Geonosis? Why are we here?! What could we possible need here?” he asked bewildered by the thought of being here again since our first fight back at the beginning of the Clone Wars.
“Echo, we didn’t travel here on purpose. We were sent here by some sort of magic.” I stated to try to bring him up to speed quickly.
He looked past me toward the sound of the marching, “That sounds familiar. Too familiar, Dogma."
“Yeah, that’s the sound of hundreds of re-purposed B1 and B2 battle droids.” I replied, “Wanna take some frustration out on some old enemies?”
Fritz gripped the co-pilot yolk as the Wayward Son shook and was dragged into the window in space. It looked like Raxanna was trying her hardest to keep the ship from losing control, but it didn't look like she was succeeding very well. Even though he had restarted the engines before Raxanna had taken the helm the thrusters weren't generating enough power and Fritz concluded that they must have stalled out when the ship passed through the window in space.
The ship was in a type of freefall, if this kept up they would all crash into the wasteland below and nobody would survive. He knew he had to act now in order to save everyone. Fritz had already memorized the control panel layout per his teachings back on Kamino. He ignored any comments or objections from Raxanna as he ran through the engine power cycle steps. As he finished he looked up, out the view port. "Not enough time to completely save the ship, there will be some damages. But we should survive if I implement this correctly." Fritz said to himself, he just hoped he could keep the ship mostly operational afterwards.
The clone slammed the thruster speed to maximum output, hoping to change their trajectory. The ship lurched forward, slamming into a thin spire a second later, sending it careening to the side. As Fritz wrestled with the ship he couldn't tell if Raxanna was trying to help or not, "Lower the landing gear! It's our only chance to survive this!" The thrusters were propelling them forward but they were still surface bound. As the ground raced to meet the ship Fritz hoped that lowering the landing gear to create a cushion for the ship would work like the old simulations.
Luckily there were no more obstructions for the Wayward Son to run into and they were aiming for open ground. Everything gre silent for Fritz a heartbeat before impact, then they made contact. The ship fell hard onto its landing gear as it slid forward, a second later the gear gave under the weight of the ship and the forwad momentum causing the ship to continue sliding on its undercarriage. Fritz threw the thrusters into reverse to slow their speed until they came to a rocky halt.
Fritz finally looked at a most likely furious Raxanna with a grimace on his face, "Another happy landing."
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I got up off the floor where I had been thrown due to the impact. There was random sparking from different panels that had come lose during the crash, along with some alarms that I had no idea how to shut off. I looked around to try to asses any damages or injuries but the smoke that had begun to fill the med bay was dense and difficult to see through, "Is everyone alright? Rai? Adi? Loki?" I asked as I felt different parts of my own body to make sure nothing was broken. Everything was intact, I did have a throbbing headache though, must have hit my head on something.
"Who in blazes was driving this thing?!" Yelled Echo from the cargo hold, "I'm going to kill someone or something when I get up there!"
"Well, Echo is alright I hear." I said to myself as I tried to clear some of the smoke from my vision.
Fritz quickly got out of the female Zabrak's way and hurriedly switched to the co-pilot seat. As he sat down Fritz heard the woman mumble something, a question maybe? Didn't matter, what mattered to him at the moment was the two battle cruisers in orbit as well.
"Roxanne, to inform you on our current situation, I have powered down most systems to avoid detection from those." Fritz stated mater-of-factly as he pointed out the main viewport. "The name is Fritz by the way, nice to meet you." He didn't mean to sound harsh, but he may have come over as such with the current predicament they were in.
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I stood in the doorway of the med-bay, Adi had stood up an walked to the viewport, Loki talked with a woman and some slime, and Rai must not have heard me. "It's nice that we are all getting settled down and all, but we have two dreadnaughts in orbit! Where should we jump to?"
It was at that moment that the ship began to shake, it started with a low vibration, then slowly started to build in strength. I braced myself in the doorway, "What is that?! Rai, Loki, is this ship supposed to do this?" I hated space ships, they were just big metal bubbles waiting to pop into a giant death-vacuum. And this shaking was not helping my trust of ships at all.
The XS Light Freighter, the Wayward Son, drifted warily along its trajectory away from the planet, Fritz had cut the engines and main, nonessential systems moments after Dogma left the cockpit. He was ready to reboot everything at a moments notice if there was any indication that they had been spotted. "And to think we were scott free once we left the planet." He said to himself,
Trying to keep the ship out of range would be difficult with a Bulwark-class and an Imperious-class practically stairing right at them. All Fritz could hope for was that they hadn't been picked up on the sensors yet, and the enemy was preparing to leave due to having nobody else to attack. This escape had turned into a stare down as he hovered his hand just above the engine switch, sweat beaded on his brow as he waited for the perverbial blaster draw.
The sound of an angry female's voice came from behind Fritz in the doorway of the cockpit, "What do you think you are doing in my chair?!"
I looked at Rai, a joking grin crossing my face. , "I can fly a ship, sure. But getting us off the ground? You might as well just get out and push! Haha! Nah, Fritz is our pilot. I will go grab him." I said trying to lighten the mood a bit. Not sure if it worked very well, but the joke helped my tired muscles move back to the cargo hold to grab the snoozing pilot.
Fritz and Echo had, of course, not moved since i left them about five minutes ago. I felt bad having to wake Fritz so early, but we were soldiers, we knew that others came first and we were there to make sure people got out of Honoghr safely. I walked over the my brother and shook his shoulder, "Fritz, up and at 'em flyboy."
After some snorting, gasping and arm flailing, Fritz sat up, "Bloody hell Dogma, what gives?" He rubbed his eyes waiting for the explanation as to the rude awakening.
"We need to get orbit-side ASAP. I could pilot this bus, but we all know my skills at takeoff and landing. Turns out you're our best and only pilot."
"Well why didn't you start with that?" He grumbled a few words under his breath as he hopped of the crate, grabbed his helmet and I followed him to the cockpit.
Fritz sat in the pilot seat and started the ignition sequence, "These XS's are pretty quick, we should be in orbit in no time." He stated as he let the engines warm up. Fritz then tapped the intercomm switch, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. I regret to announce that you are not on a Coruscant transport, and we are currently short staffed. So if you need anything don't be afraid to get it yourself. Like big boys and girls that you are. We will be in orbit shortly, any shaking, shuddering or breaking apart of the craft is normal, as these things are older than the Clone Wars Era. Thank you for flying Republic Space Trans, and have a good day."
Once the engines were ready Fritz then raised the landing gear, grabbed the thruster lever and eased it forward. "These things have some speed, even if they are orlder than dirt." Fritz said, "If we run into any trouble I should be able to get us outta it."
The orange sky of Honoghr revealed the rising sun of the new day. A new day, for new adventures. The orand quickly turned to black as we entered the planet's low orbit. That's when I saw them, two dreadnoughts, sitting in orbit above the RDMC. Fortunately, it didn't appear that we had been spotted on radar, yet. "Try to keep out of their sensor range." I told Fritz as I quickly left the cockpit and made my way to the med-bay where I had originally talked with Rai. "We may have a problem."
We finished up moving people to a safer location and making sure they were taken care of by the medics in the area before I told Raven Squad to head for the ship that Rai was boarding. “We don’t want to get left behind.”
“They wouldn’t leave us behind.” Joked Echo, “We are too important to be left. We saved a Jedi from Corellia, and all these people.”
“Echo. You know that was just the mission.” Returned Fritz as he walked toward the Wayward Son. “And we wouldn’t have gotten this mission if our if it weren’t for the reputation we have with our unit back in the Republic.”
“You don’t need to remind us. Besides we are trying to keep that under wraps while not with the Republic. Remember?” Echo gritted through his teeth.
“And what if everyone knows about our curse? It’s not like they’re all dead yet. And they are normally all dead by now.” Fritz countered smugly as he ejected and reinserted the magazine for his DC-15.
I led the way up the ramp and into the cargo hold of the light freighter. “Guess we are setting up shop here boys. Make yourselves comfortable.” I removed my helmet and set it on a crate, I then unslung my rifle and laid it next to it. Echo proceeded to lean against the wall and slide down to a sitting position, while Fritz hopped up and sat down on another crate making a crude triangle between us.
“All these heroics have me exhausted. I think I will take five. Wake me up when we take off or something needs blowing up.” Said Echo as he removed his helmet and setting it next to himself.
“I second that.” Concluded Fritz, who laid back on the crate, leaving his helmet on.
“I’m gong to go see if Rai needs anything.” I said walking back up to the main area of the ship looking for the Cerean.