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Post by Lone Starr on Jun 28, 2006 9:40:06 GMT
"Sir we are in high orbit of Ryloth."
"Good, send out the Precursor squadron to do a sweep for ships and scan the sector as well."
"Aye sir."
As the Mule came out of Hyperspace Lone Starr stood facing the dark side of the planet. It wasn't strange for a moon to have an orbit where one side stayed dark but for a planet, that was quite odd. He was hoping this mission would go without a hitch but as long as he's been doing this he knew that was unlikly.
"Captain, this is Precursor leader, we are breaking formation to do a sweep."
"Good, look for anything suspicious, I want us on our toes. Prepare my ship in case it gets hot out there."
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Post by Lynn Gali on Jun 28, 2006 9:48:44 GMT
*As the planet continued its revolution, an Imperial Star Destroyer slowly emerged from the light side. A voice came over the comm system.*
"Attention unidentified vessel. This is Vice-Admiral Rowan of the Star Destroyer Hydra. Transmit your ship's identifaction code immediately!"
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Post by Lone Starr on Jun 28, 2006 9:57:10 GMT
"Ah son of a bi..."
Lone Starr bit his tongue and then looked at his command officers who were confused and a little scared. He then smiled and reached for the comm.
"This is Lone Starr aboard the LSN TRN-001 Mule sending ID codes now."
With the punch of a few buttons the codes were off.
"I am here under orders of Commander Pellet, he sends word that the ground crew at the Nal Hatta shipyard ground station had to be switched out with Shala the Hutt troops as Graka the Hutt led an attempted mutiny against him and his men. I have not heard word from him in sometime but his standing orders were to inform Imperial Command and track down as many of Graka's off-world men as possible and kill them as a warning to all who betray our beloved Empire."
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Post by Lynn Gali on Jun 28, 2006 10:05:09 GMT
((tricky bastard  )) *There was silence for a moment as the codes were processed.* "We received word that there was an attack. But your ship is not a part of the Navy. What is your affiliation?" |
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Post by Lone Starr on Jun 28, 2006 10:14:18 GMT
Lone Starr thought for a second before responding,
"I was delivering a shipment of, shall we say, entertainment for the men down there when all hell broke loose. After the women left my ship and I was taking off the call came through. He said to head here first as there was undoubtedly an Imperial presence to help with the extermination of Graka and his men. They took pop shots at me so I'm eager to get my hands dirty."
He looked at his crew who were baffled at what they saw there captain doing. He looked at them and shrugged while pointing at them as if they had a better idea.
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Post by Lynn Gali on Jun 28, 2006 10:32:42 GMT
*There was silence again.*
"You are a Hutt employee then? Well, for now I must investigate this accusation. As for you, set down in Kala'uun to await further instructions. You are free to leave the starport, but your ship will be impounded until further notice."
*As he spoke, a squadron of TIE Interceptors flew out of the Hydra's bay towards the Mule.*
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Post by Lone Starr on Jun 28, 2006 11:01:50 GMT
Lone Starr laughed over the intercom.
"Oh no no, not an employee of any Hutt, Commander Pellet saved my neck from those guys once before and I owed it to him and his men. I picked the women up from Corusant as a surprise for the completion of the space docks completion. Either way, I have no qualms about heeding your orders, I hope to meet you face to face planet-side sir. Lone Starr out."
As he cut the intercom he cursed the air. He then sent another order to his squadron,
"To all Precursor squadron members, stay in high orbit until we return from planet-side."
"Aye sir."
"Now what to do with this spice...."
He quickly ran to medical on their way down to the spaceport and quickly had the drugs wrapped in a synthetic and inserted, one kilo at a time, into five of his soldiers guts and then the wounds were sealed without a scar. He would have them removed on the ground but for now he needed to get off the ship.
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