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Anaxes
Twilight was quickly falling onto the Galactic Alliance. The darkest of days were coming, if not already have arrived on the horizon. The evacuation was moving as smoothly as possible. Rounds of ships exited into hyperspace on a timely manner of both civilians and military personnel. Immediate ships and supplies had been sent to Alsakan where the Alliance was setting up their defense against the Mandalorian and Imperial invaders. Meanwhile, civilians were sent and dispersed to the south eastern regions of the galaxy. Designated refugee worlds were quickly being established, though of course politics came also and many worlds were beginning to close their borders. The exodus from the core was massive, and it surely would cause those who did open their worlds to the war displaced civilians, would more than certainly overfill quickly.
The Jedi and GA were working quickly together. All who were left were stragglers, rebels, anti-alliance, anti-Jedi beings who either welcomed the Mandalorians and the Imperials, or feared to lose everything they had worked to accommodate in their lifetime. SpecForce made their way though alliance bases, destroying and corrupting any information the Imperials may have found valuable. Though given Anaxes was a pinnacle of worlds known for their superb military might, this task was proving to be harder and longer to accomplish than anticipated.
The Valient-class star destroyer kept out of the traffic of the ships either jumping to to the Alsakan system or onto the Hydian Way. Its scanners running as they kept vigilant of enemy forces. Sensors have failed at Brentaal, though they knew the enemy was there, predictability of their arrival became anytime. Along with the patrolling star destroyer was Rogue Wing either scouting or escorting ships as they exited from the atmosphere.
Jedi Master Ebberla Daw sat in the cockpit of her R-25 Rogue-class starfighter, part of the patrol as they scouted the outer reaches of Anaxes Space.
"Rogue Six, nothing on the scanners." overcame a pilot. Ebb and the others zipped back around, orbiting over and under the star destroyer before staring another round.
"Be vigilant, they're coming Rogue Six." Ebberla spoke, she could feel the Force stirring, more than the usual condoning dark tides it has brought in the last few days.
Twilight was quickly falling onto the Galactic Alliance. The darkest of days were coming, if not already have arrived on the horizon. The evacuation was moving as smoothly as possible. Rounds of ships exited into hyperspace on a timely manner of both civilians and military personnel. Immediate ships and supplies had been sent to Alsakan where the Alliance was setting up their defense against the Mandalorian and Imperial invaders. Meanwhile, civilians were sent and dispersed to the south eastern regions of the galaxy. Designated refugee worlds were quickly being established, though of course politics came also and many worlds were beginning to close their borders. The exodus from the core was massive, and it surely would cause those who did open their worlds to the war displaced civilians, would more than certainly overfill quickly.
The Jedi and GA were working quickly together. All who were left were stragglers, rebels, anti-alliance, anti-Jedi beings who either welcomed the Mandalorians and the Imperials, or feared to lose everything they had worked to accommodate in their lifetime. SpecForce made their way though alliance bases, destroying and corrupting any information the Imperials may have found valuable. Though given Anaxes was a pinnacle of worlds known for their superb military might, this task was proving to be harder and longer to accomplish than anticipated.
The Valient-class star destroyer kept out of the traffic of the ships either jumping to to the Alsakan system or onto the Hydian Way. Its scanners running as they kept vigilant of enemy forces. Sensors have failed at Brentaal, though they knew the enemy was there, predictability of their arrival became anytime. Along with the patrolling star destroyer was Rogue Wing either scouting or escorting ships as they exited from the atmosphere.
Jedi Master Ebberla Daw sat in the cockpit of her R-25 Rogue-class starfighter, part of the patrol as they scouted the outer reaches of Anaxes Space.
"Rogue Six, nothing on the scanners." overcame a pilot. Ebb and the others zipped back around, orbiting over and under the star destroyer before staring another round.
"Be vigilant, they're coming Rogue Six." Ebberla spoke, she could feel the Force stirring, more than the usual condoning dark tides it has brought in the last few days.