Location - New Republic Space.
"I have missed the feeling of the wind in my hair, mate." Captain Rav Haskeen remarked as he strode across the bridge of Haskeens Bounty leaving his 'mate' to wonder how the Captain was feeling 'wind' in space. Yet, if the crewmate was confused, he gave no voice to it as the Captain strode to the front of the bridge and rested his hand on his vibro-cutlass as the ship made its way through hyperspace.
"Today, will be sung of for years, no, decades to come my friends, the daring, the courage, the ferocity, and the, the -" he paused, pondering what else to throw into the mix "....daring, we show, will send shivers through the spines of our foes, and we shall reap glorious plunder!" a chorus of 'yars!' rose up to meet him, as he outlined the plan "We shall exit hyperspace at the lane intersection, and there immobilize and board the Bank of Aargau deposit transport, Riches of the Stars, seizing the plunder within, and escaping into hyperspace!"
It was a short plan. Simple, easy to remember.
"Any questions lads?" he asked, as a sea of hands rose. Ignoring them all, he turned back to look into the inky darkness of space "No? Good. Bring us out of hyperspace." light rose to meet them, as they dropped out of hyperspace, a vast transport ship, the Riches of the Stars sat, like vast whale, alone before them.
"Launch the fighters, fire the ion cannon!" he screamed, as three Z-95s launched from his ship, and began to make their way toward the target, a brilliant bolt of ion blast hammering from the Bounty and into to rearward facing engine of the Riches, a GR-75 Medium Transport.
"Keep up the pace boys, we need to immobilise and board before reinforcements scurry to its rescue!" he reminded the crew, and any other pirates with him, as he silently prayed nobody would come to their preys aid.
"I have missed the feeling of the wind in my hair, mate." Captain Rav Haskeen remarked as he strode across the bridge of Haskeens Bounty leaving his 'mate' to wonder how the Captain was feeling 'wind' in space. Yet, if the crewmate was confused, he gave no voice to it as the Captain strode to the front of the bridge and rested his hand on his vibro-cutlass as the ship made its way through hyperspace.
"Today, will be sung of for years, no, decades to come my friends, the daring, the courage, the ferocity, and the, the -" he paused, pondering what else to throw into the mix "....daring, we show, will send shivers through the spines of our foes, and we shall reap glorious plunder!" a chorus of 'yars!' rose up to meet him, as he outlined the plan "We shall exit hyperspace at the lane intersection, and there immobilize and board the Bank of Aargau deposit transport, Riches of the Stars, seizing the plunder within, and escaping into hyperspace!"
It was a short plan. Simple, easy to remember.
"Any questions lads?" he asked, as a sea of hands rose. Ignoring them all, he turned back to look into the inky darkness of space "No? Good. Bring us out of hyperspace." light rose to meet them, as they dropped out of hyperspace, a vast transport ship, the Riches of the Stars sat, like vast whale, alone before them.
"Launch the fighters, fire the ion cannon!" he screamed, as three Z-95s launched from his ship, and began to make their way toward the target, a brilliant bolt of ion blast hammering from the Bounty and into to rearward facing engine of the Riches, a GR-75 Medium Transport.
"Keep up the pace boys, we need to immobilise and board before reinforcements scurry to its rescue!" he reminded the crew, and any other pirates with him, as he silently prayed nobody would come to their preys aid.