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 Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 9:47 pm
Borill sighed, "I would if I thought we had time to negotiate. If Elladan Kenet's forces return before we've finished negotiating and secured the world the situation will rapidly deteorirate." Borill glanced back up at the holographic image, "I've only got three ships at the moment, if he means to make a fight here it will be tough going."
Borill crossed his arms over his chest and began idly druming his fingers on his arm. He was considering his possibilities and an idea leapt to his mind as he watched the two planets slowly turn above him, "Actually, we won't ask them to surrender immediately..." A slight smile slipped across his lips, "We may just be able to spring a trap of our own."
His mind raced through the known sensor configurations and abilities of the enemy... There was a way for him to hide in plain sight here, but it would take careful piloting. "Okay, I believe I have it now." Borill tapped a pair of controls on his datapad and suddenly a new point appeared in the holographic map. A point that would be hidden from the prying eyes of the enemy's sensors. The air channel between Dxun and Onderon, a place where sensors were foiled by ion emissions and clouded by high energy ozone, where the water vapor, organic material, and even living life forms would sometimes use to travel from world to world.
The enemy would be blind, but so would they. Now Borill began thinking about individual deployments... A wicked bothan smile slipped across his face, "My force will jump out of hyperpsace and proceed directly into the air channel with all non-essential systems powered down. Mandalore, you may proceed to Dxun and challenge the local commander whenever you want after we've entered the system. I just ask that you keep a number of the ram ships with my force. Those MandalMotors ships he's using tend to have rather small crews, do they not?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 9:52 pm
"Correct. Small but well equipped. Their crews however have nowhere near the combat experience or the caliber of equipment my mandalorians possess. Even your own Stormtrooper Corp should be able to board them and take them without too many casualties."
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 9:54 pm
The Admiral nodded, "Yes. Our stormtroopers should be able to conduct such an operation. I will need someone aboard my command ship to help coordinate our forces."
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 9:55 pm
A Tusken Raider wandered the streets of the Huttese city, his gaffi stick shoulered and at the ready as he eyed the numerous non-tuskens that made up the Hutt owned port town.
Where ever he went he was given space. Tuskens were not unheard of on Nal Hutta, but so few left their homeworld that the sight of one was uncommon. Coupled with their legendary ferocity and even the Gamorrians stepped aside as he walked past.
He soon came upon the palace of Grudo the Hutt, a gangster of no small reach.
The Tusken unslung his gaffi and proceeded towards the gate, seemingly ignoring the Armed Guards that stood in his way.
Until he suddenly beat them down with the Club aspect of the Gaffi Stick.
With a Tusken roar, the raider charged through the gate, twirling his gaffi eagerly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:01 pm
"Then I will leave my daughter Kusei here." Mandalore said as he motioned to the woman in Blue Mandalorian Armor. "She happens to be very skilled at troop Coordination. She will act as my forces' link to you while we are planetside."
Kusei nodded as Mandalore introduced her. "Rear Admiral, what pray tell do you need my services for? Are your own Mission Coordinators so inadequate as you would trust us over your own people?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:04 pm
Ashe stood dumbfounded.
The ship was just stolen, Seifer was dragged away somewhere, and that meant that Varl had been leading a revolt the whole time.
Revolution.
And Vaan knew exactly why.
A quick comm call later, and he was suddenly discharged from the CEDF on accounts of attempted murder on his cousin. He was to be called back to Csilla for a court-martial.
He looked to Ashe. She looked back.
They both knew, Csilla was the least of their worries. They had a place in the galaxy to preserve.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:08 pm
"There are a number of reasons, each of varying importance that I'd want a coordinator. First off is efficiency, my flight coordinators are paired with specific squadrons and train alongside those pilots most of their stay on the carrier, they're familiar with their unit. They would not be familiar with your units however, and therefore would be less efficient then someone that has coordinated their efforts before. Secondly, there is an issue of trust between the troops in the field and their controller, can you honestly tell me that your mandalorians would be able to trust an Imperial controller?"
Borill tapped his holoprojector and zoomed in on what he thought would be the battle area, "Furthermore, I am no expert in the equipment of the enemy we are probably facing, or of their doctrine if any. I'll need such an expert, and if what Mandalore the Immortal said is correct you should be able to keep me from making a mistake that would cost both our forces dearly."
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:19 pm
Kusei looked to Mandalore, who stared back at her expectantly.
She sighed.
"Very well. I will handle the coordination between our forces."
"Good." Mandalore stated. "I will leave the rest of my forces upon this ship. All I need to take to Dxun is Wedge and Voor. There is nothing in Ordo's arsenal that can defeat the three of us. Not even the weapon that disabled your forces."
Voor chuckled at the thought of the Imps being beaten by such a simple strategy. "Kenet keeps pulling a Gamorrian on you. And its kicking you in the Choobies."
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 3:01 am
Padme18 ((CW: I know, I just couldn't think of a way to have them meet.))
"The Scions live near the outskirts of the west part of the city. We should be able to land at a local public hanger without any problem. From there it's just a short walk. But I suggest that not all of us go. We don't know yet what side the Naboo are on, and we don't want to draw too much attention to ourselves with all these wookies." she told the group. Freya agreed, as there weren't too many Mon Cals or wookies on Naboo. "We'll totally need you to stay with the ship for now," she told Bear, Chen, Schaffer and Hauser, gesturing to the Aldera Ballet, as well as the Mon Cal fighters that landed beside it. "We'll have Gorry come with us," Looking to the Mon Cal pilots, she said, "And, you guys can totally take five," < Understood, > Bear replied. "Then, like, shall we see the Scions first, then? Or the senate?" Freya asked Aurora.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:18 am
((Since I'm going out of town next week, let's do the Scions just in case I can't get on))
"The Scions are expecting us, plus I know they will agree to help us," Aurora said as she pulled a hooded cloak on. "This way." she led the group out of the hanger and toward the street.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:41 am
(( G'd idea. 3nodding ))
Freya nodded in agreement. "Yeah." She then had a question. "So, what are they like?" she asked, as she and Rusty followed, with Aurora leading the way.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:56 am
Borill frowned, "Elladan Kenet is using some new sort of weapon against us... I don't know exactly what it is, or how it works, but the forces under my command have not yet encountered its use. If its some sort of EMP weapon this plan will prevent its effective use... The ozone in the air channel stopped Electromagnetic energy after all." Picking up his datapad Borill shut down the projector, "I'll hold a formal briefing for the pilots and boarding teams once we enter the system. Fortunately our reports indicate that his forces shouldn't arrive for at least two hours after our arrival."
Borill smile slightly at the Manadalorians, "We'll arrive in one hour, until then... Kusei, if you'd follow me." With that Borill strolled out of the room and met with one of the staffers that had been waiting outside the door.
"Sir, we've got a message back from Coruscant." The staffer handed him the datapad.
Borill quickly read it:
Rear Admiral Borill Elsyn,
Due to political considerations and for galactic stability overall we must deny your request for a formal decleration of war. However, orders are on their way to the Garos IV, Belderone, and Ord Radama Sector Fleets to cease civil patrol operations and prepare for open combat operations against Elladan Kenet and his assets. Our forces are forces are to conduct operations to liberate those worlds under his rule and remove him as a threat to galactic peace and security.
Fleet Command
Borill forwned, it was something he supposed, but less then he wanted. Still he'd take every bit of help he could get. He glanced at Kusei, "Now, about your force's deployment..."
((You don't need to answer this Cale... My next post will be a final briefing of the pilots and boarding crews. You can post your small team heading down to Dxun before that... because the briefing will take place shortly after we arrive in the system, after you head out.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 8:29 am
((very well then.))
Mandalore's ship disembarked from the 12th Carrier Task Force and made its way to Dxun.
"Wedge." Mandalore said. "Send a transmission to all of Ordo's Mandalorian Forces in the area. Live feed."
After a moment, Wedge replied. "You're good to go, sir."
Mandalore nodded and then spoke to the Mandalorian forces around Dxun.
"Mando'ade of Dxun. I am Mandalore the Immortal, the True Mandalore. I have come to discuss your alliegiance with the Warlord Kenet and your allegiance to the imposter, Mandalore the Conquerer."
Mandalore raised and clenched his fist. "This Hutt'uun is no Mandalore. He swears featilty to a foreign power, leads his people on a path of conquest that they hold no stake in, and has you fighting against your vode! And for all your trials and tribulations, where has he been? His place is at the forefront of any army he leads. But like a Hutt'uun he hides safely behind fleets of warships and those who are blinded by his talk of conquest. This is not the way the Mando'ade live! This is the way the Aruetii live! The Dar'manda live! My children, I have always fought by you. I trained many of you in the ways of war and battle. For 20 years I have led you! Now let me lead you again! I will lead you off this path of shame and once more you will become not soldiers, but warriors!"
Mandalore's tone darkened. "And if you refute my claim as Mandalore, then I will prove it by rite of the Battle Circle. If your commander wins, then I have no right to lead you. But when I win, you must obey my word once more. Commander, I await either your surrender to me, or your acception of my challenge."
Mandalore nodded and the feed was cut. His ship moved on towards Dxun, awaiting word of the garrison commander.
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