[IC] The fallen order

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag takes deep breaths as she works.

[Sanity43217]

Aboard the Executor, things were moving fast. With pilots and troopers moving to the small hanger on the ventral hull of the ship. It could only hold fourteen fighters and a small drop ship for troop deployment.
On the bridge of the Corvette, an officer addressed Daka. "Sir, our sensors show the base has activated ray shields. From this range, our weapons will not be able to pierce through." Daka sighed his breath dawn out with disappointment. "I will take that as an answer then." The sith said to the rebel commander on the viewscreen. "Time to drop the charade. We both know those Ray Shields won't last forever. Drop them now, or I will expand my field of fire, and lay waste to more of the planet." The ultimatum had physically shaken the Rebel commander. His brow furrowed as he tried to think of a way out. The viewscreen went mute for a few seconds, as the Rebels had deactivated their mic, to give commands to their own people. When it came back online, the Rebel commander spoke. "Fine, we will lower the Ray Shield and surrender."

Daka turned to the officer that was watching the sensor readouts. "Ray Shields are down, Sir." The Officer confirmed. The sith turned back to the viewscreen. "Your chance to surrender was forfeit when you raised the shields." He said with a dark look in his eye. He was staring right into the eyes of the rebel commander. "Open fire on the Rebel Base, but ensure each shot finds its mark. I promised a precision strike without excess civilian casualties."
The crew of the Executor opened fire as they were ordered. Heavy blasts from the three turbolaser batteries began to rain down onto the rebel base. "You bastard!" The rebel commander yelled from the viewscreen. "We had a ..." The transmission was cut off. Not because the Rebel base was destroyed, but because Daka had signalled the end of the negotiations.

[Jasper19]

Blaine waits for an answer

Marcus cleans his lightsaber hilt

[Shadow Dragon]

Vendel readjusts his robes, and inspects his new collection of weapons.

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag returns from her examination of the cockpit.

[Sanity43217]

"I can work with that." Zir Go said. DD-3 came barrelling into the cockpit. A few agitated beeps that sounded like they had some urgency behind it. "They what?" Zir's eyes widened as he turned to the droid. "A turbolaser barrage onto the planet's surface?" The surprise was evident in his voice. Turning back to the dashboard he checked his sensors and confirmed it. The rebel base was being pummelled by an orbital strike.

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Daka smirked. "I want four bombers circling the rebel base, with two interceptors backing up to prevent fighters from taking them down." The command was clear. It was at that moment the Ray Shields came back online. "Sir." One of the officers started. A tired "Yes, I know. The Ray Shields." The Sith replied. "They are scrambling fighters. Preparing for a counter-attack." Daka said with certainty. Partly because he could sense it, and partly because it what he would have done. "Ready the remaining fighters, and light turbo lasers to defend the Executor. I want the Heavy cannons ready to fire as soon as they drop the shields to deploy the fighters. We will only have a moment before the shields come back online."

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"Blaine, take the copilot seat. I want constant updates on what that ship is doing." He said as the ship started to take off. "It shouldn't be much, but I don't want any surprises." The Kel Dor explained. As the ship began to leave the atmosphere.

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Daka was focused on the rebel base, he almost missed the small ship leaving the planet, until one of his officers spoke up. "Sir, a type 31 Firespray is leaving the planet. It matches the signature of that ship that had reportedly been causing trouble. It looks like the same ship that crippled the Nightingale." Daka was about to dismiss it until he felt something. He turned to face the ship, despite there being no windows or view screens that faced in that direction. "A Jedi," he said quietly under his breath. "Mark them, then let them go. Our target is the rebel base." He said turning back to the planet. "Send a message to Vendel alerting him of that ship. Tell him there's a Jedi onboard." He said with a smirk. He knew how much Vendel enjoyed killing Jedi. Maybe a little too much, but at least given such a task, Daka knew it would be carried out.

[Jasper19]

Blaine nodded and hopped in the pilots chair " they haven't seemed to pursue us "

[Sanity43217]

A small probe was launched from the Executor. Small enough to not be noticed by Zir’s ship. It would be mistaken for space debris or stellar radiation and the computer would ignore it.

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”That’s a bonus at least. Must be too preoccupied with the rebel base to have any interest in us.” He began firing up the navicomputer. “Just a little further until we can jump to hyperspace.”

[Jasper19]

Blaine nods and begins to flip the necessary switches so they can jump

[Shadow Dragon]

"Anything useful?" He examines some of the weapons.

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag shakes her head. “Hey you got a message.”

[Shadow Dragon]

"What's the massage?" He begins carrying all the looted weapons to his ship.

[Sharidi37495]

“There was a Jedi for you to kill.”

[Shadow Dragon]

He rises. "Where?"

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag rolls her eyes. “In space, genius. You probably missed your chance.”

[Shadow Dragon]

"I can still catch up."

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag huffs. “Good luck with that. Given the Jedi’s not already dead.”

[Shadow Dragon]

"That's why I have my own ship." He smiles, and begins walking to his ship.

[Sharidi37495]

Caimeag waves bye. “Kill em dead.”

[Shadow Dragon]

He powers his ship up, and it hums silently as it begins lifting off.