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Six fighters drifted slowly through the blackness of space. A squadron of nine Jedi Knights, scattered amongst six ships, led by Jedi Master Matteus Robell. With a highly aggressive crusade under way, the group were headed directly to Sith territory from a previous reconnaissance mission in the outer rim on the orders of the Jedi Lord himself. Matteus and his Jedi had completed their initially assignment soundly, however their smooth operation was about to become far bumpier.
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"We're outnumbered."
"What?!"
"Yeah, I count ten vessels no bigger than ours. What do we do?"
A voice through Aizahk's right speaker. "ARGH! Who the hell are these guys?! I told you that we should have taken the longer route! Now what?!"
"Patience brother. They only outnumber us by four, we have survived far worse!" Aizahk smirked. A voice came through the speaker to his left. "Aizahk is right. However, these do not appear to be our usual foes." With a furrowed brow, Aizahk turned on his microphone and responded. "Master?"
"I sense the force among some of them. They are not Sith however."
"Rogue Jedi? Then they must be traitors, heretics!" Aizahk stifled a chuckle as he heard his comrade, Raphi, thump his fist against the dashboard of his ship; he couldn't abide by 'perversions' of the force.
"I don't know. Regardless, they have made their intentions clear! We must inform the commander of our findings. Unfortunately it seems we're going to have to fight our way out of this."
"Hmph. Are we ready then?" Aizahk smiled, wrapping his fingers eagerly on the controls. A battle cry from across the comms indicated that a battle was indeed about to commence. Viewing through windshield of his ship, he spotted Raphi's own fighter shoot towards their assailants; the rest of the Jedi followed suit.
In one of the smaller fighters amongst the group, Aizahk immediately veered off to the right and attempted to make an attack on the flanks of his adversaries. He intended to separate and isolate a few of the opposing ships, hoping to bring the number disadvantage down. However, it appeared that one of his opponent's had other plans for him...
@Jax Vos
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"What?!"
"Yeah, I count ten vessels no bigger than ours. What do we do?"
A voice through Aizahk's right speaker. "ARGH! Who the hell are these guys?! I told you that we should have taken the longer route! Now what?!"
"Patience brother. They only outnumber us by four, we have survived far worse!" Aizahk smirked. A voice came through the speaker to his left. "Aizahk is right. However, these do not appear to be our usual foes." With a furrowed brow, Aizahk turned on his microphone and responded. "Master?"
"I sense the force among some of them. They are not Sith however."
"Rogue Jedi? Then they must be traitors, heretics!" Aizahk stifled a chuckle as he heard his comrade, Raphi, thump his fist against the dashboard of his ship; he couldn't abide by 'perversions' of the force.
"I don't know. Regardless, they have made their intentions clear! We must inform the commander of our findings. Unfortunately it seems we're going to have to fight our way out of this."
"Hmph. Are we ready then?" Aizahk smiled, wrapping his fingers eagerly on the controls. A battle cry from across the comms indicated that a battle was indeed about to commence. Viewing through windshield of his ship, he spotted Raphi's own fighter shoot towards their assailants; the rest of the Jedi followed suit.
In one of the smaller fighters amongst the group, Aizahk immediately veered off to the right and attempted to make an attack on the flanks of his adversaries. He intended to separate and isolate a few of the opposing ships, hoping to bring the number disadvantage down. However, it appeared that one of his opponent's had other plans for him...
@Jax Vos