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ElladanKenet
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PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 3:15 pm


And next were the conveyors. Repeating his communication and flashing his codes, Xaver scanned the next set of ships, hoping these would have what they needed.
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 3:24 pm


The chaos of the infirmary had gone down from critical alert to yellow alert just several minutes ago, as most the doctors sat down for a quick breather. Davro himself reclined in a chair, aching from reaching up to the tables to help out. His buisness wasn't over, though, as he typed dictated lazily to a wandering ensign as a personal courier he nabbed wandering the halls.

"Report to the captain that the majority of the crew brought in still sits at unstable status, but no longer critical. Have her draw up which stations need people the most, so i know who to put on the pumps or in the tanks. Engineering, communications, gunnery, pilots, whatever. Have her inform me what is most required. I've been in this OR all damn day, I'd like to know what we need most so that I can give it to her. It's not easy seeing what's going on when your head's in someone's abdomen."

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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 3:46 pm


"Inspection? This is outrageous, we're members of the Imperial Fleet!" The captain of the lead Modular Conveyor fumed across the comm waves. "We're hauling thirty-six cans as you can plainly see." Slowly the dorsal laser mount of the conveyor began tracking the two gunboats as they closed in on their inspection runs. Immediately their sensors picked up the distinct sensor signature of tibanna gas. The display showed that five of the six ships were hauling spin sealed gas, ideal for turbolasers but not what would work for the hyperdrive coolant. The sixth ship however had un-spun tibanna compressed into a liquid, ideal for hyperdrive coolant.

* * *

The captain was on her way back to the bridge when the Doctor's runner caught up with her. "Tell the doctor to focus on the engineering staff. So long as we're hidden in this nebula I hope to avoid conflict and patch the damage we've already suffered."
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 3:54 pm


Just his luck. Hurriedly, Xaver commed over to Pala, making sure the others couldn't hear. "We got some vessels. They have pretty much everything we need between the six of them. Five with spin-sealed, and one with un-spun. Each one has a dorsal laser. Either way, it'll be damn hard to get them to comply, unless you want to risk an engagement. Orders?"

ElladanKenet
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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 4:16 pm


((You just want the un-spun gas... leave the others. BTW, you're on your own, the nebula blocks comm traffic))

Onboard the Stormtrooper Transport the pilot switched over to Proton Torpedoes and began to advance on the ship with un-spun tibanna gas. "Lead, the nebula is cutting off comms... we've got to take em down."
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 4:36 pm


Damn, he'd forgotten. Kriffing nebula. Growling, he affirmed to the shuttle captain, as he switched to ion cannons. "Roger that. Take out the weapons if you can, and if anyone else buts in, aim at disabling only. I'd rather not have much of a mess."

Switching back to the Imperial codes, Xaver hailed the final conveyer. "By order of the Empire, your vessel is being requisitioned. Prepare for bordering."

Not giving a chance to reply, he fired, aiming at the turrent, while Mynock 3 aimed for the hyperdrive.

ElladanKenet
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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 5:30 pm


The ion blasts sputtered against the ship's dorsal shields as the dorsal turret spun to track the attacking gunboat. The captain furiously sputtered as he started a general distress call, "This is Captain Argon Valarian of the Modular Conveyor ITS-582-482E to the Umbara Garrison, we are under attack by Imperial starfighters, please advise?"

"Captain Valarian, we have launched no ships, can you confirm IFF?"

"IFF confirmed, two Assault Gunboats from Mu Squadron and the Stormtrooper Transport Sigma One. Transponder codes are correct." The Captain watched as the second gunboat attempted to disable the ship's engines.

A new voice filled the comm, relayed by the Garrison's holocomm, "This is Admiral Matare, be advised, the rogue staaar destroyah Resolve has bin tracked to this sector. Your assailants prolly aaare from said vessel."

"Roger that Admiral, Captain we're launching fighters. ETA twenty minutes!"


* * *

The Stormtrooper Transport headed toward the Modular Conveyor its ion cannons lighting up the night. "Lead, we're gonna need some stronger shots to bring down that ship's shields. Permission to use torpedoes?"
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 5:38 pm


"Granted. We're running out of time." Scowling, the falleen increaed the rapidity of the ion blasts, focusing them torward roughly the area where he believed the shield generator on the ship was. He'd had to study on various vessels he'd have to escort as an Imperial pilot, so if memory served, this spot would be where the generator was.

Unless it was modified, of course.

Three, meanwhile, kept up the barrage on the engines.

ElladanKenet
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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 5:49 pm


The stormtrooper transport let go with a pair of Proton Torpedoes which shot across the space and slammed into the side of the Modular Conveyor. Its shields held for a second then failed in a blinding flash of light.

* * *

"Shields are down!" The engineer yelled as ion bolts splattered across the hull sending tendrils of ion energy across its hull. "The shield generator is out, engines are offline. We'll be sitting here for a bit."

* * *

The stormtrooper transport maneuvered in to dock with the ship and as it grappled with the hull the boarding collar went to work burning through the hatch that they'd found as an entry point.

On the sensors a Carrack Cruiser dropped out of hyperspace and began to approach the mauled ship.
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 5:50 pm


The relays took their time getting back to the med wing. As the doctor had expected, the captain wanted the engineering crew up first. No surprise there, as he started walking through the beds.

"Bacta pump for him," Davro muttered, bumping the priority on the Pulse sticker to a yellow one. "Start reconstructive surgery on the leg and arm. Have the droids monitor his status at all times, and get him back to post ASAP."

The Bacta tanks he was holding off on, keeping one open for reserves incase any of the unstable soldiers went critical. He might catch hell for his decision, but the less that needed cleaning, the less wasted, the better their stocks would hold out. Even in the Umbaran system, the likelihood of getting enough time to buy kolto as a cheap repalcement didn't exactly bode well for him. He continued to issue out kolto pumps and prioritize reconstructive surgery on engineering crew.

"Lump the pilots together, have a droid attendee on all of them. I want to know when they wake back up, I'll work on them as well if they feel up to the task."

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ElladanKenet
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PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 5:56 pm


A Carrack Cruiser. Sithspit. This day was getting hairy, fast. "Hey Three, hop on over back to the Resolve. Company just showed up, and we're gonna need back-up and a quick getaway."

Watching the XG-1 speed back to the Nebula so that the message could be relayed, Xaver moved to put himself between the modular and the approaching cruiser. "Make it snappy, girls. Company's here, and our welcome's about worn."
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 7:01 pm


" Heavy armor up front, weapons ready. " Diana ordered. The stormtroopers in the most defensive armor lined up in a wall formation at the front. Considering her own had the extra protection of an energy shield, she was close behind them, standing over a kneeling trooper at the corner of the doorway they were about to make into the ship.

" Open fire the instant we have an entrance. They're gonna be ready for us. " she said. A few seconds later, the hull was breached. A few of the troopers pushed the chunk of hull out of the way, and the instant they could see inside, a brief hail of blaster fire flew down the hall. They weren't about to let any opposition get the 1st shot.

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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 7:18 pm


The crew of the Modular Conveyor ran from the hail of blaster bolts. The dorsal gunner ran forward with a DH-17 and leveled it at the advancing troopers. He was the only one on the ship with any skill with a blaster. The other two gunners had an understanding of their sidearms but had never practiced with them.
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 7:39 pm


As the stormtroopers advanced into the ship, the ones on point continued their spray of fire as they moved to anything that could serve for cover, aiming for the gunner that decided to be a hero. Several others fired without much time to aim properly, as they were too busy getting outta the way for the others to come pouring in.

Using a thermal detonator would easily clear the way, but considering the fact they wanted as much of everything in tact as they could manage, Diana decided against ordering the quickest way to end the battle, instead focusing on just keeping a decently defended advance as they attempted to take the ship.

Darkened Angel
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stellarmagic

PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 7:43 pm


A blaster bolt burned into the gunner's shoulder and he dropped his gun reflexively. In pain he slowly raised his hands. The other gunners followed suit and the mechanic stepped out from cover with his hands in the air. All that was left were the helmsman and captain on the bridge.

"We've been boarded..." The Captain glanced at the displays and saw the Carrack Cruiser accelerating toward the battle, "They'll never make it in time."

Suddenly the Carrack Cruiser deployed its flight of TIE/Ln Starfighters which rocketed toward the disabled modular conveyor, their guns primed and targeting systems locking onto the stormtrooper transport.
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