[OE Misson] - Eyes In the Sky

[Jacki]

Summary found here


Botajef was the backbone of the Empire. Jacki wasn't claiming this out of any personal feelings, but rather the lengthy file on its population and the assets it provides to the greater unity of the galaxy. While some might point to the Shipyard infrastructure as the systems true value, turning the steel and slag of mining worlds into workable ships of war, construction, and all other manner of use, the Imperial Agent knew that its true value was in the resource that could not be so easily extracted nor made. Loyalty.

This was a world of the Jefi. Evolution had given them a world of pristine nature, a lack of predators, easily arable land, and very little metal to make tools of war. This combination of factors and their distance from the core led to this world being overlooked and left to its own devices. Those devices created a population that did not splinter or war like many other races in similar primitive circumstances, but rather gave them incentive to stand together as one.

So as they stood together they fell together under the banner of the Empire. Their fall was short-lived however, for by sacrificing the freedom they didn't seem to value, the Empire uplifted these people, taught them how to build hospitals, hover craft, and now the starships that surrounded their world.

Despite having a massive amount of crucial assets in one area of the Old Empire, from what Jacki could tell from the reports there had been little to no espionage in the sector. Almost no terrorism. Not even a whiff of insurrection. Loyalty to a fault to those they perceived could bring them stability and order. Though there lies the fault. Jacki and High Command saw that the Jefi needed to be shown that that Order and Strength had not diminished in the least, especially in this time of Civil War. So it was decided she and another would be dispatched to test the latest batch of ships created in the shipyards here.

Waiting for that other now, Jacki checked her holo-watch. It had been a few minutes since their agreed meeting time, but the Imperial opted on the side of understanding. While the Jefi were a loyal bunch, they weren't exactly inspired architects. Twisting and turning coupled with a lack of signage led to this spaceport being a Labyrinthine horror.

So biding her time in a basic Imperial coat and pants, the agent waited so they could begin the inspection.

@Pheristroch

 

[Nobraga]

Nobraga rubbed a smudge of dust from his gleaming black and red armor, polished for the occasion.

They're late.

Coiling his tail, he settled in to wait, running his fingers through his beard. This world...so peaceful. The Jefi were the poster children of imperial citizenship. Loyal, hardworking, and unambitious, leaving the political games and grand designs to their Sith masters, their world had been rewarded for its devotion with the honor and responsibility of many of the Old Empire's wartime industry. The factories of Botajef rumbled as they churned out ships for the war effort, the weapons that would bring the Dark Lord's will to the core dogs that had lost their pride.

Nobraga breathed in and out, slowly, over and over, letting himself fall into the thisspiasian meditation. His emotions, mainly irritation and anger, settled uneasily. His face took on a beatific calm, his body relaxing.

He opened his eyes.

"They're late."

@Jacki

 

[Malius Vanis]

Malius stood silently next to his two companions and observed the shipyard. He had never been to botajef but he had heard nothing but good things about the planet and it's native species. He did not expect that there would be any trouble on the planet but he had still chosen to wear his Medium Sith armor, although he made sure to leave the helmet and mask in his ship as he wanted to appear somewhat friendly.

He looked around and let out a sigh before looking at his two companions. "I would imagine that these people would have the decency to show up in time, being loyal servants of the empire and all."

 

[Darth Victress]

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Spoiler

Due to unanticipated delays, Arianna Marris has been dispatched to ensure timely mission completion.

"They aren't late, you boys showed up at the wrong rendezvous point. Remind me to tell Imperial command to make sure their future coordinates are on point." She stated, the crimson haired Sorceress coming into view now along with Botajef officials in tow. Arianna was dressed in her famed Black Hades, hood lowered to allow full view of her face. As keeping with tradition and manners, she extended a courteous nod to both of her colleagues.

Turning her attention to the two starfighters in the dock, she extended her left hand and motioned for one of the officials. Officer clad in white uniform handed her a datapad which she quickly began to flip through. "The Vexatious is our bread and butter starfighter, useful for all types of aerial combat and missions. We need to ensure that quality of these crafts is maintained to the highest standards. Crux interceptors are utilized for specialty missions. They sacrifice durability and armament for the ability to jump into hyperspace. The combination make our fleets some of the most feared in the galaxy."

She turned away from the datapad and shifted attention back on her fellow sith; a playful smile came to her lips as two pilot uniforms were rolled out by service droids behind them. "Pick a fighter, I will be monitoring your progress from the hangar. Get use to the feel of the craft and please, try not to blow anything up.." Chuckling, she moved towards the hangar's control segment, pausing for a moment as one of the officers handed her a glass of red wine.

@Nerovec @Pheristroch

 

[Nobraga]

Eyeing the fighters, Nobraga circled around before picked one out of the lineup at random. No sense sitting around. He slithered into the cockpit and grinned as the war machine powered up. It gave off a distinct hissing sound when the engines were engaged. Faint now, but Nobraga remembered the sound they made at full power from the flybys on Korriban. Now he'd get the chance to actually pilot one of the sleek devices.

He keyed the comlink. "Taking off."

And with that, the ship shot off.

Up till now, the fastest thing Nobraga had ever flown had been antique fighters on his home planet, and never at full bore. This was something different. The sheer speed as the ground fell away and clouds rushed past him. The smoothness of the turns as the powerful engines responded to his touches on the controls. The freedom of it all. Nobraga understood pilots a little better. This was...amazing.

"Anyone care to join me?"

 

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna sighed at Nerovec's difficulty in operating the aircraft, obviously either there was something wrong with his abilities or with the technical hardware of the machine itself. Regardless, she motioned for the comm link and controller as she spoke to Nobraga. "Lady Marris from control, how does the aircraft feel up there? Lord Vanis will be joining you shortly. There is something that we require to be completed. I am sending you a set of coordinates. There are three small ground based convoys operating on government controlled sectors without authorization. We have concern to believe that it may be an illegal trafficking network. Utilize your new ship's weaponry systems and disable all three of them. Resistance should be moderate.." She stated coldly, sending the electronic information over to the starfighter's mainframe.

Flipping through several other datapads, she opened up aerial views of the Convoys and of Nobraga's starfighter approaching them. She would provide reconnaissance and guidance if necessary.

@Pheristroch @Nerovec

 

[Malius Vanis]

Malius gave a small nod to his red-headed companion before boarding one of the star-fighters. Malius was a novice pilot and was used to flying a light freighter instead of a starfighter, but the test flight went rather smoothly and soon he was in the air, flying effortlessly through the sky.

"The ship handles well, manoeuvrability is good, I'll be glad to test its weaponry." He said through the ship's intercom. The Sith turned his ship towards the direction where the targets were located and flew towards the location, making sure Nobraga was following him.

 

[Darth Victress]

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"Forget about your companion Malius, you need to take down these smuggler vessels on your own...I'll upload the coordinates for you." Arianna smoke through the comm link, placing her wine glass to the side as one of the imperials handed her a datapad. She flicked through the screens until several hostile vessels were visualized on their radar coverage. A dark grin coming across her face as she transmitted the locations to her ally in the sky. The dots would show up bright red in the starfighter's targeting platform, "You are authorized to use lethal force, be sure to tell me if the weapons' system has any faults.."

She chuckled as she permitted the order, this should be fun...

@Nerovec

 

[XT03]

Tres smashed into the metal catwalk with a screech of metal, its bulk crushing the tiny handrailing. The droid recoiled from the precarious landing, nearly loosing its footing as it almost bounced off. its free hand wrapped around one of the ruptured metal railings and hauled it up to safety. The Goliath droid had been assigned as a patrol unit whilst passing through, and was mostly on its accordant route. Mostly, the droid may have decided to take a few liberties whilst exploring the shipyard. Namely testing out its jump boots functions with near reckless abandon. In truth, the battle droid had few chances to test that particular abilities functionality. The chaotic and varied environment of the shipyards provided ample opportunity, especially as it had yet to find any intruders.

The Goliath turned its gaze upward, to the stars. According to its logs, there was currently a mission underway up above. It had seen the ships depart earlier, or so it thought. The time had matched the assigned mission protocols in its systems at least. The droid scanned the area momentarily, its scanners registering nothing important before looking back down. So far this had been almost entirely uneventful, save for its destruction of yard property. And there had been that one guard who had tried to stop it from testing its abilities. Said guard, a mere facility worker, was currently laid out unconscious after a single blow from Tres's arm.

A silent buzzer suddenly went off inside Tres's systems, and the droid accordingly turned about. It started lumbering off, heading towards one of the hatches inside the facility. Its patrol time had ended and was thus required to report in now. Then it was finally scheduled to be off, apparently on the way to attack a spaceport.
@Faded Truth

Spoiler: OOC NOTE

Posting to facilitate completion of the mission due to a long period of absence and no replies

 

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna sighed, obviously frustrated that the other two acolytes were not capable of handling the smuggler vessels on the ground. Regardless, she had prepared an alternative: Her own squadron of pilots were dispatched in the starfighters to test weapons' systems. As the goliath looked upwards into the sky, he would see the raining of blaster bolts, torpedo cannons, and heavy fire targeting several convoys that were close to 200 meters away. Explosions followed suit along with the asunder of dirt and pebble, sand bellowing into the air the starfighters finished their flight route.

The crusader smiled, finishing off the glass of wine before she sent a status report to the Emperor informing him that his newest fleet was prepared to engage enemies but with some personalized modifications in their weapons' systems. "Send this to Korriban urgently, I have other matters to attend.." She nodded to the soldier, before draping the cover of her hood over crimson locks and exited towards her own transport vessel.

// end thread