- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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"Would say this mission is going to be a routine, but as you would have no doubt figured by now... routine missions with Star Squadron have the nasty habit of going all blue milk run in no time!" The figure resumed as her attention moved towards the photo receptor she was addressing. "The Falleen government have requested our assistance within their sector, they have had several shipments fall pray to a band of pirates. Star Squadron have been assigned with the vital task of patrolling the sector, lend assistance to any ship that may need it, be it close escort or repelling any attacks" Eisa continued before a frown formed on her features before she reached for the side of the receptor then turning her attention off the side, and having a muted conversation with someone off of the screen.
Shaking her head as she returned her attention back towards the screen and reached back to the side of the receptor. "Sorry guys, yeah so we've got to make sure that we have as big of a presence here as possible, make it clear to the Pirates that they will no longer be able to prey upon the Falleen.... But, if you see anything out of the ordinary, or if it gets too hot, I want you to pull back immediately. I do not want either of you to risk your own lives doing any thing reckless, if you need to regroup with the Fleet and we'll launch a concentrated offensive.”
Crossing her arms and with a warm reassuring smile over her pale features, the ashen haired Jedi master took a step back away from the camera and, with a dutiful nod, she added, “Happy hunting Star Squadron, and may the Force be with you.” before the encrypted transmission cut away, leaving the pilots with the countdown until thier crafts would drop out of hyperspace.