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True to her decision, Darth Andruil had launched The Arbiter with The Pursuer in its nose as soon as they were prepared. The swirls of hyperspace had engulfed her for the last several hours as she tracked her quarry across the galaxy. She had offered no explanation to the helmsman about the nature of their mission or how she had derived the coordinates they were jumping to and the man was wise enough not to question it.
The Empress did not exude an aura of approachability right now. The bridge had been unnaturally chilly since her arrival and there was still murder in her eyes. Eyes that seemed to never break from the swirls of hyperspace, willing their ship to travel more quickly to its destination.
Only as they drew closer did she close her eyes, reaching out into the Shadow to sense the tether that connected her to Emryc. She could feel them reaching an end. It was... close. Her eyes snapped open and she turned to the Captain.
All hands to battle stations, she said. Her hand absently reached down to run gently along her lightsaber hilt as alarm klaxons began to sound. Crews scrambled to their positions, readying for the fight to come. She didn't care if it would be overkill against their target, she would take no risks.
Tractors beams at the ready, she said, eyes turning back to the viewport. Blue collapsed into black with white pinpoints as real space screamed back into existence. She didn't need to look at the sensors on the monitor next to her, she could feel that Emryc was close. Get ready, she let the thought drift from her mind to his, now far closer together than before. A connection of sorts had existed between their minds since those early days on Dathomir so long ago.
Launch the Pursuer and fighters. Disable and detain, not destroy, she said, and the commands went out immediately as the pair of ships went bearing down on the pirates. The Pursuer and the fighters closed in much more quickly, but the looming presence of the Arbiter cast a terrifying silhouette on the stars beyond.
@Sreeya @Nor'baal @Eccles @Arclight
The Empress did not exude an aura of approachability right now. The bridge had been unnaturally chilly since her arrival and there was still murder in her eyes. Eyes that seemed to never break from the swirls of hyperspace, willing their ship to travel more quickly to its destination.
Only as they drew closer did she close her eyes, reaching out into the Shadow to sense the tether that connected her to Emryc. She could feel them reaching an end. It was... close. Her eyes snapped open and she turned to the Captain.
All hands to battle stations, she said. Her hand absently reached down to run gently along her lightsaber hilt as alarm klaxons began to sound. Crews scrambled to their positions, readying for the fight to come. She didn't care if it would be overkill against their target, she would take no risks.
Tractors beams at the ready, she said, eyes turning back to the viewport. Blue collapsed into black with white pinpoints as real space screamed back into existence. She didn't need to look at the sensors on the monitor next to her, she could feel that Emryc was close. Get ready, she let the thought drift from her mind to his, now far closer together than before. A connection of sorts had existed between their minds since those early days on Dathomir so long ago.
Launch the Pursuer and fighters. Disable and detain, not destroy, she said, and the commands went out immediately as the pair of ships went bearing down on the pirates. The Pursuer and the fighters closed in much more quickly, but the looming presence of the Arbiter cast a terrifying silhouette on the stars beyond.
@Sreeya @Nor'baal @Eccles @Arclight