Star Wars: Republic and Empire (IC)

[possum]

"Good to see Jedi serving with us," Rosa remarks. "Well, Zee. Would you care to explain our fighter complement to me? How are the fighters?"

 

[Shayuri]

"Yeah, it's easy enough," Zenith agrees. She half turns to face the rest of the hangar and gestures with a wide sweep of her arm.

"Over there are the p-wings. Those are the heavy bombers which carry the heavy photon missiles used to attack the big capital ships. And over there are the e-wings. Now the e-wings have two purposes. They escort the p-wings in and try to pierce the enemy fighter screens, and they try to intercept enemy bombers that are coming in. So you have to balance the roles. Too many on offense, and you risk enemy bombers getting through. Too many on defense, and you lose your bombers before they can fire."

She looks back at Rosa. "Our fighters are a match for anything the Empire's put out yet. P-wings are big and clumsy, but pretty fast on a straight run and can take a hell of a beating. They also have good defensive weapons, so their escorts don't have to stay TOO close to them when engaging. The Imperial missile bombers are a lot less self-sufficient, which forces them to use more fighters on escort. It also makes their bombers a lot more vulnerable to fast 'spearhead' attacks, where you take a small wedge formation and just plunge right through the escorts to take on the bomber directly, then get the hell out before the fighters can react. Plus, every E-wing has a pretty good-sized load of torpedoes, which are perfect for taking out slow ships like bombers. Pretty much the only big problems we run into is where we're outnumbered by a large margin."

(OOC - Edit to reflect actual complement on the ship we're on. Sorry, for some reason I thought we were on a bigger one. *headconk*)

 

[drothgery]

"And fortunately that doesn't happen anywhere near as often as it used to. Between our three fleets and the Corellians, we've got something over ten thousand fighters and four hundred capital ships in-system right now. Of course, it'll be down to just our twelve fighters and Taelros if we get sent off somewhere on our own." The squadron commander added.

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You're on a frigate; it's hard to consider 3 P-Wings and 9 E-Wings as more than one squadron.
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[possum]

"Of course, we can only hope that if we are out on our own, it's on a mission that won't lead to us being massively outnumbered by fighters," Rosa responds. She walks throughout the hangar, continuing to look at the fighters, as well as the crew.

 

[Shalimar]

"Not as such," He says. "But this is the second Taelros, you know. They finally decided they weren't going to take the first one out of reserves and sent her to the breakers last year, which freed up the name. And while I never met Nikita Taelros, I can't imagine the Republic naming a ship after my wife's late big sister if she hadn't deserved it."

"Is there much...or really any continuity of crew between this Taelros and the previous one or are we pretty much all newbies." Istara asked, making conversation. She'd accomplished what she wanted and was ready to meet her squadron mates in the mess but they wouldn't have all finished their post flight yet, so it was time for the Corellian to kill some time.

 

[drothgery]

"Of course, we can only hope that if we are out on our own, it's on a mission that won't lead to us being massively outnumbered by fighters," Rosa responds. She walks throughout the hangar, continuing to look at the fighters, as well as the crew.

The other ten pilots, the P-Wing gunners, and the support staff for all twelve fighters seemed to have the same mix of species that the rest of the Republic Navy did; humans, Duros, and Twi'leks predominated, but there were a few others. One of the P-Wing pilots looked to be a Wookiee. Oddly, it seemed that nine of the twelve pilots were female (or at least looked that way at first glance to a human). One of them was in Corellian Navy uniform, not a Republic one.

"Is there much...or really any continuity of crew between this Taelros and the previous one or are we pretty much all newbies." Istara asked, making conversation.

"I think a few of the senior chiefs were spacers on the original. But the first Taelros was mothballed in reserve for five years; most of the officers here now hadn't been commisssioned when it went into reserve, and I'm sure neither the captain nor the squadron commander was on the old one. I don't know about the new exec." He said.

 

[Shayuri]

"Of course, we can only hope that if we are out on our own, it's on a mission that won't lead to us being massively outnumbered by fighters," Rosa responds. She walks throughout the hangar, continuing to look at the fighters, as well as the crew.

Zenith shrugs with complacent smile. As she tags along for a moment.

"Well, since we do a fair amount of duty away from the fleet, it's bound to happen sooner or later."

Oddly, this idea does not seem to trouble her.

"We'll just have to find a way to deal with it. Anyway, I'd better get my post flight done, or I'll get another demerit. Nice meeting you!"

With that she hurries off to get the report filed.

 

[possum]

"Carry on, then," Rosa says to Zenith. She walks around the hangar and introduces herself to anyone who has the time.

 

[drothgery]

Over the next few days, you continued with the final preparations before Taelros was completely ready to leave the Anaxes system. Storm drilled his gunnery crews, Saricia and her engineers worked the last kinks of out of the ship and said goodbye to the last of the Republic Engineering Corp personnel on board, and Lt. Gelian ran you through some exercises that Istara and Zenith weren't sure if they were challenging or a little bit crazy. Istara did better than Chief Selkin expected in her first night at the Sabaac table with the enlisted and officers that he'd invited her to, but not as well as she hoped; she pretty much broke even.

Rosa was probably run the most ragged though, as she tried to familiarize herself with the ship and the crew -- and she spent some time in conferences with Commander Cyn -- and once with Admiral Solo via holo -- learning exactly what the Navy expected them to do. In fact, she's dropped a few hints to Lt. Karan and Lt. Gelian -- nothing to compromise operational security, but perhaps enough to push their drills into better preparation for what the Republic expects to run into.

The captain would be briefing the senior officers and the three Jedi tomorrow, but for once Rosa managed to steal a few minutes in the officer's lounge to relax. It happened that Storm, Zenith, Istara, and Saricia were also off-duty.

OOC: Any PCs or officer NPCs can show up if you want to talk.

 

[Blackrat]

It seemed that over the few days, Storm and the new XO had always been busy on their duties and through highly unlikely circumstances hadn't had the fortune to meet yet. She propably knew that there was a third Jedi onboard though so it shouldn't come as a surprice for her as the Cathar walked in to the lounge, two lightsabers hanging from his belt. His appearance however might be startling. The creature looked like a predatory beast from some jungleworld with his long thick mane rising above his head and then flowing down his back. Sharp though short fangs were clearly visible as he talked to the officer walking besides him. Contrasting his bestial features was the fact that he was extremely well groomed and seemed to take almost obsessive mind in keeping his uniform examplary.

At the door he departed from his fellow and stepped inside.

[sblock=OOC]Don't worry about the unnamed officer I wrote here. Just someone to emphasis part of the story, and as mentioned didn't even come in.[/sblock]