Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa
Jerus takes a sip from his whiskey before answering, enjoying the taste of the classic alcoholic beverage. "Went fine. The Nautolan had no way of knowing I was there, since I kept track of him with while remaining cloaked. All the enhancements in the world aren't worth a damn if you can't see the final blow coming. And your side of the job? Thaz made it sound considerably more exciting than my end."
Resurgence-Enroute to aid the Immaculate Aegis
Kol'Zife sat in the heart of a frantic storm as the ship followed the others to aid their wayward ally. Even before Eggman linked up to ask how the situation was going to be handled, the
Resurgence had it's battle plan. While the Empire's new Assimilator-class ships were clearly upgraded and, in many regards, superior to both the Arquitens-class
Eques and the Venator-class, but there was still enough tech native to this version of their home that Y-Wings on a solid bombing run would turn them into limping giants instead of striding.
Or at least I hope they can. Of course the Supreme Commander would be gone when this happens... Flight paths for the fighters and bombers were plotted and even as they spoke, Spartan Company prepared for boarding actions and Wolf Company to repel any attackers that made it through the fighter screen and point defenses. The ARC troopers were already on the bridge and in Engineering, ready to do their duty as the Commandos headed for boarding pods that would be launched at any Venators in the fleet of Imperial ships. Combat Engineers and medics headed for their assigned squads and places as crewmen all over the ships donned their light combat armor and checked their weapons.
If the enemy did manage to get anyone on the
Resurgence, they would find that the crew was far from helpless, having been through the same combat drills and sims that any of the clone and enlisted forces went through. It went without saying that the only way an enemy would claim this ship is if they killed everyone on board or if the acting bridge officer, the XO Kol'Zife at this moment in time, ordered all hands to abandon ship. So when Eggman came through with his own idea, the Twi'lek nodded. "It makes sense, given you know what that ship can do best. We'll try and keep the bulk of the capitol ship fire focused on us until we can meet with the
Immaculate Aegis and their new Separatist allies. If possible, we need to get those allies out of the fight quickly."
Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun
Eri's tactic was clever and the attempts to grab the Tarantetek failed, however, she felt an unseen hand grab her and fling her into the wall behind Jerius as the Mandalorian rolled forwards to avoid the flailing monstrosity. An eerie laugh echoed throughout the chamber as a figured in black stalked out of the shadows from the path they'd lead the beast down. "Interesting to see that you're all still alive after that run." The figure ignites a crimson energy blade that Jerius and Eri both recognize as a lightsaber and the latter knows won't be set to simply hurt and leave welts.
"Dar'jetii!" Before Eri can move from her place of landing, the Clone has jetted forwards, a blade in his hands and crossed weapons with the dark Force Wielder. "Finish the beast! I will hold the dar'jetii until then!" The Sith cackles and unleashes a torrent of Force Lightning at Jerius as he breaks the blade lock, but the member of Clan Wren blocks it with a small energy shield projected from his gauntlet.
"Presumptuous, even for a Mandalorian. I'll make you suffer for that!" Ceasing the flow of lightning, he closes with the clone again and their blades clash as the Tarantetek finally regains focus and looks straight at the recovering Eri with a low growl.
Jason Erthos-In orbit over Alderaan to Castle Organa
"I fear the politics of Alderaan, young princess," Jason says as the reach the shuttle that would take them planet side, "is something best learned through experience. The only thing you need learn about before talking with them is that honour, both personal and House, is of the utmost importance." The group boarded the shuttle and the Scorch Guard came up behind them before the ramp closed and the ship took off. Silence reigned as they first entered atmosphere and then approached Castle Organa. Before long, they were within the House Organa spaceport.
As the diplomatic corp, such as they were, exited, none other than Bail Organa himself awaited them, along with several members of House Organa's military and their Star Barrier Battalion, their specialized blades crackling with energy and their shields braced. "Lord Organa."
Bail makes no move to speak at first and simply appraises the group before him, pacing back and forth. The Scorch Guard had their weapons down and in the least threatening position possible while still being ready to jump to the group's defense while the soldiers of House Organa were none too shy about aiming their rifles at the new arrivals. Finally, after several minutes, the leader of House Organa speaks. "Who are you? Because the ship you arrived in has no records in the Republic military database."
Jason answers first. "I believe, Lord Organa, that my allies here will speak for themselves, but I am Supreme Commander Jason Erthos, leader of the Republic Remnant from...a different version of this universe."
