The Rebel Faction

The commander frowned it looked like the ORS ships were outnumbered, and the yards were being pounded.

"How long until another planetary ion cannon comes into range?"

"Unknown. The Imperials are changing the orbits of the shipyards."

"Damn. All we can do is sit here and do no damage."

"True."

The Commander and his aides sat there, in silence.

OOC:Post sucks, I know, sorry, I have no time.

In front of where Shipyard 2 used to be


The Captain of the Frigate smiled slightly as the gunships changed position to strike at them as they moved to put the ISD between them an the bulk of the gunships.

The guns of the ISD were not silenced and though every gun tried to focus on the frigates, since they were under the ISD, there was not much for them to hit.

"Secondary locks, fire!" he ordered and as the frigates moved down (lengthwise near each edge) under the ISD, their ion cannons struck maneuvering thruster locations.


As they passed completely under it, their ion shots struck the port side main engine and the aft of the frigates soon faced the aft of the ISD.


But, unfortunately, the ISD could not turn around. For you see, the damage to the bridge was not to stop their weapons. It was to destroy it's helm control. To follow up on that, the manevuering thrusters were damaged meaning the ships course when it struck would remain constant, especially at the rate of speed it was going, which was an ISD's top speed.

Given the ORS flanking maneuver, it was not heading straight for where shipyard 2 used to be, but was headed to the gap and the shipyard beyond. Shipyard 4.

"Punch our speed up! Let's leave this party behind!" the captain shouted and the three fire class frigates moved their 70 mglt away from the ORS group.

The TIE Devils formed a rear screen pattern as they followed.


Group 1

Group 1

"Tractor beams holding!"

Shipyard #2 was moving slowly in the direction of shipyard 3, its slow rotation complete.

The TIE Devils were providing a screen to the rear.


Group 2


Shipyard #3 was the farthest away due to it being the last yard in the line. It's rotation complete, the threshold barrier had been reached and surpassed as inertia overcame relative gravity and the orbit was broken.

The TIE Devils provided a screen to the rear.


Group 3

"Tractor beams holding!"

Shipyard #1 was moving, albeit slowly into a higher orbit, but moving in the direction of its orbit...toward shipyards 2 and 3.

It began to rotate slowly, the TIE Devils moving to the rear to provide a screen.



Group 4

SBC 14 and 15 moved behind shipyard #1.


K405

Cloaked.

Maintained it's watchdog status beneath Shipyard 2.


K406


Cloaked.

Reached the Argoth and positioned itself on 'watchdog duty'.


K408

Cloaked.

Completed its wide circular course.



Attack Sphere Argoth



The soldiers of the Argoth spread throughout the hanger and found droids scrambling in the 0 gravity, already having implimented some sort of internal programming.

It was as if the droids thought:

They found ways to avoid the soldiers and the crew.

But, seeing that the soldiers in the hanger would see robots scrambling and clawing around the zero "g" atmosphere (or lack thereof), there was no way they could escape notice.

No doubt that if, they had succeeded, they would have:

...began to sneak throughout the ship.

"Hey Bak! Lookit this?" called one trooper through his comlink as the suited soldiers began going through the wreckage of the ill-fated ship.

The soldier plucked, floating in the zero g, a droid that looked to be an exact representation of an Imperial mouse droid.

No doubt, if it had been able to use it's wheels in zero g (as if), it would have been able to:

join the Sphere’s compliment of droids, mixing right in, unnoticed.

Especially since it was built to exact Imperial specifications.

Several soldiers and techs floated over and one tech had a dummy consol in his arm, attempting to find out why there were droids crewing ORS ships and not men.

"Well, they like to send droids to do men's work.." Bak growled but it was not specific enough for the techs.

"Check it out!" one exclaimed as the mouse droid suddenly,

jacked itself in to a little-used computer terminal…

especially since it was a dummy terminal..

it’s hack programs beginning to overcome the Imperial safeguards, without notice, and if deftly avoided the large security programs.

..especially since there weren't any in the dummy consol.

"Lookit how quickly it's programming works. We'll definitely need to take these apart to check them out. Forster! Grap up these little mouse droids. Also, alert the General to the underhandedness of our enemies."

If they could have taken their helmets off and heard noise in the vacuum, they would have heard many tiny wheels moving in place as little mouse droids floated here and there, never being able to grasp floor and move along it somehow.


As Bak, dismissed the techs, their work with the mouse droids going smoothly, he surveyed the damage done to the hanger from the disabled corvette.

Already, engineers had severed the corvette's reactor core and ejected it outside the Sphere.

But that wasn't the only thing ejecting for some of the

The larger assault droids,

having, as yet, to

.avoiding Imperial personell,

not through any efforts of their own but do to the explosion knocking some into a darker corner of the hanger..

each pulled out their compliment of explosives, and attached them to different points..

No doubt, their intent was to put the explosives in the ship but their execution left much to be desired.

One droid, not near any solid wall, simply let his explosive float away which struck a soldier on the shoulder alerting them to the danger.

Several explosives were found, detached and hurled out of the hanger bay into space.


But one droid did suceed in finding a computer consol and tried jacking in to hack the computer system. Unfortunately, the residue from the planetary ion cannon fused the poor droids mechanism into one solid lump of metal, erasing most of the droids primary and secondary functions.

The droids was attempting to forge a live feed with the ORS fleet as it hacked, but since most of the computers were either fused, wiped or slag due to the ion cannon blasts, there was nothing to hack into.

"Holy @#%$ sir! Look over here!" A crewman ran a set of portable scanning equipment over the droid as it moved helplessly fused into the wall where the computer control used to be.

The crewman plugged some wires into the droid to investigate a signal that seemed to eminate from it when the shining face of Mr. Foster of the "soon to be late" ORS fleet.


"Who the @#%$ are you?" the crewman asked as Foster could evidently see him too. "Must be a live feed to your dead droid you've got going. Aren't you the most amazing little shitheads around?"

Bak floated over as he ordered others to continue their work.

"General Ming sends his compliments but asks kindly that you keep your trash off our ships." he grinned through his helmet.

"Focus your fire on the bridge," said dBale to his weapons officer. "Draw energy from the tractor beams and engines if you have to."

"Forward shields weakening, reinforcing," said the officer at tactical. "Drawing energy from engines and reserves."

"All engines come to a full stop," ordered dBale in reply. "Hold this distance from the enemy craft."

"Sir, new arrivals identify themselves as Imperial..."




Laser fire continued to flash across space between the two fleets as dBale's primary task force focused their fire on the enemy command ship, and its gunship escorts. dBale's Aegis cruisers began to move in closer to the kill, their commanders having synchronized their significant firepower upon four gunships.

With a rhythmic gundge ... gundge ... gundge, the dual turbolasers aboard the Aegis craft battered the forward shields on the gunships into oblivion, while the single emplacement heavy turbolasers spread their fire out to other targets.

"Prepare the missiles," was the order aboard all craft, as the Aegis gunners prepared to annihilate the last of the starboard shields aboard the enemy gunships.




"Enemy gunships accelerating forward!"

"Hold our position," barked dBale's second.

"Keep those weapons firing," said dBale, gritting his teeth. "Order our fleet to continue to fire, we'll be alright, the shields will hold.


Vigil's & Skipray's

The group commander, a tough man who had weathered several battles during the previous galactic wars, glared out the viewpoint of his Vigil. He squinted slightly, and then reached over to tap a few buttons. In between the blinding flashes of light from his ships weapons systems, and the flashes of connecting missiles, he spotted movement.

"Enemy gunships accelerating toward Commander dBale's craft," said his tacticle officer, confirming what he had seen.

Then, over the com ... "Continue firing, our shields will hold. Repeat, continue firing, our shields will hold..."

"Lock all proton torpedo tubes onto the rear of that Imperator, and fire at will!" barked the squad leader. "Save the Concussion missiles for next."

Moments later the words of "Fire in the hole" blared across the ship's com system, and multiple missiles stabbed forward.



Phantom's, Cloaked

Hidden and dangerous, though not nearly as potent in terms of firepower as their visible counterparts, the cloaked TiE's continued to do as they were ordered, stripping the weapons from the enemy craft.

The rate of fire from these hidden birds of prey was lowered considerably when the enemy craft moved closer to their own Command ship, but like a persistent rash, they doggedly continued.



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OOC: ORS damage:
Gunships:
4 Gunships: 20% forward shields, 20% energy weapons (fire from Aegis')
Remaining Gunships: Rear shields: 75%, Forward shields: 90%, Weapons systems 80%

Imperator:
Forward shields to 60% (Laser fire from two Imperators)
Rear shields to 40% (70 odd proton torpedoes)
Energy Weapon systems to 90% (Phantom fire)

Anthos:
Imperator forward shields reinforced to 80% and climbing (x2)

Task Force Beta:

The Victory Mk2 Star Destroyer Glory continued to pound on the rear of the ORS ISD. Thinking up of a new strategy of attack, he sent a tight beam transmission to the other Star Destroyer. That Star Destroyer slung out of line behind the ISD, and accelerated to maximum thrust with a 45 degree downtrime by the bow, intending to get below the Imperial Star Destroyer. The Glory executed a Tron Boral maneuver to line her up facing the ISD, to where she could keep pace with the ISD while brining most of her weapons to bear. The Glroy unleashed more of her weapons on the ISD, firing almost all sixty of her turbolasers, and Ion cannons, with the turbolaser striking the shields behind the engines, steadily shrinking the shield sphere that had already been lowered by an attack made by cloaked ships that Commander Harrier hadn't previously known were there. Meanwhile, her Ion Cannons smacked the rear portion of the command tower, some doing no more damage than disabling the systems that would allow the Star Destroyer to dump it's garbage, but with most arcing around the top and sides of the tower to disrupt important systems, like weaponry and propulsion control systems, and even more importantly, disrupt the shield generating and projecting capacity of the two shield domes on top of the command tower. Meanwhile, the Glory's consort raced under the ISD, firstly doing one of two things. First, she locked all of her tractor beams on the ISD in order to partially keep the two ships in relative position to one another. The Glory also locked onto the ISD with her tractor beams as well to help her consort, then the other VSD trained all of her weapons upwards, and fired into the hangar bay of the ISD. The Turbolaser bolts stopped dead at the shield boundary, but the shields began to buckle, what with the interference generated by the Ion Cannon fire. The VSD Ion Cannon shots went past the shields and magcon fields to strike the interior of the bay, disabling machinerey, and disrupting power. Lastly, the starfighters that had been deployed to deal with the threat of the gunships had been displaced by the sudden manuever they had pulled. Finding themselves more or less on even sides of the ISD, the order was given to execute a Marg Sabl manuever with their torpedoes, firing them twin linked, and Ion Cannons. This they did, then veered off to await further orders.

OOC: Damages:
ORS:
ISD Stern Shields down to 15% power.
Ventral Shields down to 75% power.
Bow Shields down to 40% power. (some 48 proton torpedoes, plus Ion cannon fire from TIE Defenders)
TNO:
VSD Shield Power down to 90% topside from ISD, which probaly would have fired on the VSD as it manuevered under the ISD.
6 TIE Defenders destroyed.

Task Force Alpha:

Admiral Kraken smiled as he saw the damaged Imperial FCLFs manuevering under and away from the enemy ISD, right torwards his ship. Although they were heavily damaged, they still had enough thrust and manueverability to angle up and over his Star Destoyer, using it's bulk to protect themselves from the ORS destroyer. The Glorious unloaded all of it's portside weaponry on the ORS Destroyer. Multipule Heavy Turbolaser, and Ion cannon fire befell the rear of the ISD, and while the heavy turbolaser blasts only weakened the shields, the Ion cannons went right past it, and skittered across the hull, disabling some systems, and disrupting others. The FCLF forward of him withdrew under his flagship, and joined with her consort in firing Ion cannon and Turbolaser fire at the rear of the ISD as well. Meanwhile, the Ion Cannon from the Mines were replied in kind by the starboard weaponry of the Reign Star Destroyer, along with the starboard weapons of the FCLFs, and all of the fleet's TIE Starfighters, which, thanks to the targeting data the Reing was providing them, along with data transmitted by the damaged FCLFs, provided excellent missile date. They were able to fire several salvos before the Massed Ion Cannon fire began to take it's toll. As soon as they had moved into the range of the Ion Mines, though, they had dispersed into a broad cloud of flights of one starfighter each, making the mine's job more difficult. After they finished with their torpedoes, the starfighters switched to lasers and ion cannons, and the space over Mon Calamari erupted into a violent storm of laser and ion cannon fire, more so than what was currently happening before then. The TIE Devils dived into the Mine field themselves, and used their manueveralbility to effect, causing some mines to hit each other with their Ion cannon fire.
OOC Damages:
ORS: ISD: Rear Shields of ISD down to 65%. Manueverabiltiy and Thrust cut to 80% effectiveness.
TGC: 2000 Ion Mines destroyed. (4 missile salvos from TIE Defenders, Bombers, and Devastators, plus laser and Ion cannon fire from all 72 starfighters from Riegn, 36 starfighters from all 4 FCLFs, and starboardside of the Riegn and FCLFs themselves)
TNO: 13 TIE Defenders, 4 TIE Bombers, 12 TIE Devastators, and 16 TIE Devils disabled by Ion cannon fire. Light damage to forward FCLF, now withdrawn to Riegn's side, from the Ion Mines before it withdrew.

ORS ISD - Engaged with TNO Forces

"We are on a collision course!" Someone shouted.

Commander Grant, of the Star Destroyer Firewind watched as his ship approached the shipyard rapidly. The captain had been killed when the bridge was destroyed, and it left command of the ship up to him.

"Sir. Commander! Your orders."

"Prepare to open fire!" He shouted.

The ship aproached the yards rapidly, and as Grant was about to give the order to open fire, an explosion resounded throughout the ship, and something hard hit him in the back of his head.

"Send a distress call!" He shouted as the darkness overtook him.

The communications officer, although bloodied and ready to pass out, managed to press an automated distress call that would instantly go to the nearest friendly world. As he pressed the button, the ship hit the yards...


*


"Sir, the Firewind has been destroyed."


Drost sighed resignedly.

"Shall we continue our fire?" Foster asked.

"No. Signal our surrender to the Anthos ships, and cease all of our weapons fire. Tell the gunships to back off and gather to us." Drost said, sitting down and running a finger through his thinning hair.

"Surrender...!?"

"Do it. And cut the link with our droids on the Sphere. They are useless now.

"Link, cut."

"Anthos vessels... this is Commander Foster of the Outer-Rim Sovereignty. I have been ordered to issue a surrender. We are halting our attacks...Anthos vessels..."

Drost sighed as he sat back in his chair, "Order all ships to retreat to our formation." He said.

"Yes sir."

Damages -

ORS Star Destroyer - Destroyed.

(OOC: Sorry for the short post. I am out of time)