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Message: <blockquote data-quote="shadowbloodmoon" data-source="post: 3012376" data-attributes="member: 9986">[sblock=OOC]Thanks for the kudos. I certainly hope I am able to continue this trend then.. Speaking of, I think it's about time for the rest of the crew to get their xp too. I know it's been a while for them as well. Going over Four's journal only reveals snippets of what could possibly be her mission inside the complex. It constantly makes reference to something called "Peaceful Terror". Her conjecture as to what it is varies as much as her shapes. She goes from biological weapons to aggressive diplomatic tactics to 'some sort of Force power'. She also mentions someone named Bevel, but the relationship she describes with this person seems to change forms as much as she does. While Four appreciates the offer of help, she says 'this is something I must do alone'. She won't discuss the matter further. [/sblock]If the two machine entities could sweat, they probably would. All their planning and simulated execution was over. Now was the moment of truth, the moment of triumph or defeat. To them, it was a matter of 1 or 0. "Freighter, prepare for scan.""Roger, control. Shutting down engines now.""Copy, realigning sensor network. Scan begins in 5...4...3...2..."Perhaps it was a misalignment, a miscalculation as it were. For a machine, such things were impossible. For a droid, there were no mistakes. Only 1s and 0s. So for these Imperials, these humans, to see through the deception should have been impossible. It should have never happened. And it didn't. What did happen was even more bizarre. As the freighter and its shadowing fighter cleared the sensor net, a series of explosions behind the two ships indicated that the satellite sensors were being destroyed by some unknown force. "Control, what in blazes is going on?""Standby freighter."...."Freighter, divert course to orbit station 27. Hold position there until further notified.""Roger, control."Between the two of them, both droids were able to somewhat piece together what was happening. One of the Star Destroyers was firing on the satellite network. X's line into that destroyer's network was cut, as all communications immediately shutdown from it when the firing began. The ship never had a chance though. The combined firepower of the two other destroyers made short work of the once pristine Imperial vessel. It was uncertain who or what caused the mess, but one thing was for sure, the station would be on high alert for some time. This was going to make things difficult. Derek finds a safe place temporarily to hide himself and the Sorrow and he and X share their analysis of what they are seeing through their sensors. Both get a full view of what Derek's sensors had picked up. There were three of them, each in varying stages of completion. The most complete looked like the skeletal structure of a large manufactured moon, easily 150km in diameter. The complex was connected to all three of these things, with fighter patrols, shuttlecraft and work ships flying everywhere. Eventually, the freighter is told to dock and it does so. X notes that they intend on having it swept by troops before allowing anyone to disembark...</blockquote>

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