OOC: I'll fire a pair of fire linked torpedoes from medium range (15 squares) taking the time to lock on first. Atk +11 +2(Attack Run) = 13 Torpedo strafe (1d20+13-5=11, (10d10+2)*2=130)
OOC: I'll fire a pair of fire linked torpedoes from medium range (15 squares) taking the time to lock on first. Atk +11 +2(Attack Run) = 13 Torpedo strafe (1d20+13-5=11, (10d10+2)*2=130)
Istara's torpedos fly by, the seemingly barely-manned and badly damaged frigate managing to evade her shots.
Zenith comes in with Istara in formation. She locks her torpedes on target and presses the firing catch. A red light appears on her console, and a warning beep starts repeating. The torpedos fire, but fail to arm properly and impact on the frigate's shields harmlessly.
"Uh...hang on, my ship's beeping at me," she reports. Teeth gritted, she messes with some controls, then gives up and says to her droid, "Hey, fix this, okay? It's wrecking my shooting!"
"Damn" Rosa whispers under her breath as she continues to watch the battle through her screen. She makes a mental note to contact the manufacturing company of the torpedoes, hoping that they'll make fewer mistakes in the future.
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
After a few more shots, you manage to bring down the frigate's shields and disable it.
"I suppose I'll have to send a boarding team over." Commander Cyn said. "Are there any specialists you'd like with you? Besides a few squads of marines?" He asked Rosa, making it fairly obvious he expected her to command the boarding party.
"Lookin' for volunteers, Commander?" Gunny Colton inquires, now that the bulk of the gunnery work is done. "If we don't have a full slicer on-board, I'm a fair hand with a security kit. Almost as good as I am with a blaster."
"That is, sir, if the Eel Cee would have me," Wes adds, respectfully.
While it is not too general of knowledge, Gunnery Sergeant Wes Colton is known to not be a stranger to special ops, a fact that might be amplified by the fact that the young Corellian sports the yellow piping of the Corellian Bloodstipe on his uniform trousers. Bloodstripes earned while he was stationed on the RNS Tatooine, on a prior volunteer mission for the Commander.
Istara listens to the comm channel, believing that a boarding operation was likely, and would likely face some kind of deception with the strange crew conficuration of the Nebulon C. Stretching out her senses to be fully open to the whims of the force the Corellian ponders the boarding operation to see if it would be a mistake, or she was getting any other impressions on it.
Zenith calls to the squadron commander, "Sir, Istara and I could escort the boarding team over, then land in the frigate's hangar and join the team inside. I don't think there's much more we can do from out here."
I volunteer to join the team as well. My skills with the saber is far greater than my skill with the cannons. Storm informs the commanding officers as he walks up from the gunnery.
"You'd all make a good team," Rosa says with approval. "The Jedi pilots could fly escort for our landing craft and then join us when we board. With your permission, sir?" she asks.
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
When dismissed, Rosa walks with the rest of her assembled team towards the primary shuttle bay. As she steps throughout the halls of the ship, she silently wishes that she had invested in body armor. 'I don't even know how to properly wear it,' she thinks. She checks her blaster pistol, ensuring that it's fully charged.
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
Zenith chuckles and responds, "An escort means you start where they start, and go with them all the way to the end. At least that's what it means to me. Besides I've flown a lot farther than that, and I haven't run out of fuel yet. But you should do as your feelings move you. I'll be back with the shuttle shortly."
Her E-Wing's engines flare with light as she pours the throttle on, and races back towards the Republic frigate to rendezvous with the boarding shuttle.
"Ever boarded an Imperial ship before, Master Jedi?" Rosa asks, using the title that is used to mean all Jedi. (Trust me, everytime I've used it, almost all of the people I'm referring to think it means that I'm calling them a Jedi Master.) She turns her head slightly. "I've done it a couple of times, never on a ship this big before. Mainly small transports: YT and YV series."
She enters the hangar of the frigate and stands beside the shuttle, waiting for the rest of her team to assemble.
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
A few. Storm answers with no emotion whatsoever. I got training on turrets because of my natural talent on shooting, but I've always felt more comfortable on the point of a marine squad. He taps the hilt on his belt, the one that looks like a swoop-bike handle, and with closer examination would reveal to actually have been one before it was made into a lightsaber. This is where my true talent lies.
With the battle finally at a stopping point, Sarcia turns over command of engineering to her second-in-command once she gets the order to head to the shuttle bay. Then she grabs her portable computer, tool kit, security kit and comlink. Then she heads toward the shuttle bay. Once there she boards the shuttle, stores her gear and begins prefight checks.
The two Jedi pilots were joined by Ensign Udo at Lt. Gellian's order. Both the Corellian Navy and the Republic Navy granted graduates of the Jedi Academy a junior Lt.'s rank at the completion of officer training -- in the Republic's case, the top 10% of graduates from the Naval Academy at Anaxes, and people who entered the military through certain other programs, also managed to avoid ever holding an Ensign's rank. But an enlisted man kicked into officer candidate school after a short hitch of active duty was another matter entirely. On the other hand, Udo was an ex-Marine, and if any of Lt. Gellian's pilots were going anywhere dangerous their fighters -- a purely unnatural event as far as the Twi'lek was concerned -- he'd prefer that Udo be with them. Even if the girls had lightsabers and knew how to use them.
Two squadrons of marines and a medical officer accompanied Rosa, Storm, and Sarcia on Taelros' lone assualt shuttle. The fighters kept station on the shuttle, but it seemed like there was nothing in space except for Taelros', its fighter wing, the shuttle, and the oddly silent Nebulon C. Even when they flew right into the docking bay the quiet held. It seemed like there were no flight crews here. There were, though, a very high number of repair droids.
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