The Rebel Faction

OOC:You took liberty of selling or forces to the maw you should have no objections to us doing the same. And you never Rped the specific ships that were lost. So we still have most of our fleet you never RPed the destruction of every ship only a few. And the forth fleet left a while ago.
Menace is only damaged as per the rule that a super laser cannot destroy a ship in a single post. We have lost a thrust ship. a inderdictor and 3 Ramships. and a carrack I still have allot to work with.

Fleet Manifest


1 Dinefet Light Cruiser
1 Defender Class SD
Armadia-class Thrust Ship
3 Hapan Battle Dragons
2 Carrack-Class Cruisers
4 Droid Ramships

345 Swarm-class fighters (28 squads;9 Misc)
lets say we have ar least 13 squads left.
12 b-wings
16 Squadrons of Scimtar Assault Bombers

The TNA was suffering but So were the enemy. They retreated to the maw The TNA Pursuing. The new enemy ships were alliegned againest the REmaining fleet. and made a wall around the ESD. Several of the TNA ships were lost to the maw but equal numbers of the TRE new arrivals fell to the maw. The ISD Mk II Air Pirate, LFRG Carpathia, LFRG Viscero, and BHC discrimination also fell to the maw gravity. Having accidently been pushed to far to the event horizon as the battle among the DSD's, MSD, and battle dragons waged on. fighters from both sides were falling to the maw.

The fighters were mixing it up the TNAs fighters of droid fighters and bombers were eating into the numerous enemy. every target lock reso=ulted in a launch. decimating the first wave of enemy fighters and scattering them.

the fleet put the TRE fleet defending the ESD and the MAW. this was a last ditch attempt. Forming a wedge the ships push forward. The remaining RAM ships took lead. Targeting the Disrutor ISD Disruptor, LFRG Scorpion, and
VSD Red Dog. The fleet pushed through fighter screens the remaining droid fighters crashing into other fighters to clear a path. Tie Defenders, interceptors, bombers all were hit indescriminately.

A cloaked dinifet awaited new orders near by. The Ram ships took heavy fire. two engage their final thrust engines as they're front ends were melted. Sending them on a erractic path towards the targeted ships. On engaged on the lancer and the forth was heading right done the middle.



TRE loses:
The ISD Mk II Air Pirate, LFRG Carpathia, LFRG Viscero, and BHC discrimination

Vonta was done playing. She loaded and a escort of 2 droid X fighters, 6 swarm droids, and a shuttle with personel and headed for the disruptor. and the hole that they made in it.

The shuttle contains vonta and 6 of the elite freedom guards men. Trained (IC I might add) In all Imperial protical they know how to use all storm trooper technology and can easily slip into the role of a imperial officer on a ship.

The small team enters the Disruptor as they begin theyre retreat with out notice, most of the sensors on this part of the ship are off line. They enter via what was a deck. Scaning for a spot that they could enter without notice. Theey are wearing space suits in the vacum. Finding a intact blast door that had not closed they enter what is left of a corridor. One of the Freedom guard toys with the blast door. getting it to shut. There was a subsiquent blast door ahead of they. that had sealed the deck off. With some more tricks the same freeddom guard pumps oxyben into the now sealed section. Around them are the bodys of dead personel and storm troopers. killed by the vacum preserving their clothing perfectly. 5 of the Freedom guards men put on Storm trooper armor. vonta and the 6 Guards man put on the suits of a male and female officer.

One of the men knoded to vonta. she gave him knod back. At the flick of a button the shuttle that brought them here self destructed. taking out the evidendence that they were ever there.

They exit through the next blast doors they had opened up again when it sensed atmosphere. On the other side it was deserted. The deck must have been cleared as the blast doors closed. vonta had the blastdoor closed behind them. the blast door that they had closed to enter had a delay timer on the out side of it. it blew sending the bodyis of those that they were no impersonating into the vacum.

The group of seven moves into the ship integrating into the crew as members of the TRE. Aboard the disruptor.

The bridge was tense, they were waiting for that fateful comms uplink that would say that they were ambushed, that they were dying...or to hear that awful scream of being sucked into a black hole's awful gravitational pull. It did not come. Were they not even able to contact him? Was Fearsons' pride and joy destroyed?

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Where are you Yelkaden?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Fearsons demanded mentally, but there of course was no answer. He cleared his mind and reached out with the Force...past the black holes, beyond the Dark Side, tensing himself for when he'd see the pieces of debris floating around in space. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Come on....come on!"<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

It took much searching, but after reaching into the Bimmissari system, he thought he'd felt his entire stomach twist into a knot. There were pieces of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> everywhere, floating in a pitiful array of destruction.

"No..." he muttered, trynig to muster up the strength not to lash out. He looked further, following the trail of debris...then he found it! The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, with barely enough shields to make another jump, teetering along toward Bimmissari station, where the Mon Cals had promised sanction.

"They made it!" Fearsons yelped excitedly. The bridge got up and literally cheered excitedly, throwing their caps, pens, papers all around in an array of cheer. "Ok, let's go, coordinates are in for Despyare and Bimmissari?"

"Aye sir," one of the helmsmen reported.

"Alright then..." Fearsons looked at the Battle Dragons trying to find a way to survive and take down the Rogue Imperial ships at the same time. "Jump!"

Much to the Alliance's dismay, the task forces picked up speed rapidly...then disappeared into the bright stars of space. They'd escaped, with a victory to tell.

Fearsons, abroad the bridge of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> -- which was now twirling in the cerulean tunnel known as hyperspace -- watched for a moment, his eyes fluttering as a familiar sense of the Force built into his gut. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> There is another Jedi here...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he thought...there were no other Jedi on the ship other than him and his PeFauna, who were not even true Jedi. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Where are you?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he sent a Force message throughout the ship, and there were several responses from his PeFauna and few force sensative soldiers, assuming he was talking to them. The one location did not resopnd.

"Sir, we um, have a problem," Beldev the slicer informed his emperor from his computer console. Fearsons, now distracted, turned to him to see what was wrong.

"What is it?"

"Someone sliced into our computers, they're aboard the ship somewhere but I can't find out where."

Fearsons pondered for a moment. "Ok put us on high alert, they could be going for the hyperdrive."




Vonta had produced safely so far, but then again, no one had seen her. Her uniform was perfect, ranking up with that of the rest of the Star Destroyer's crew. It was a simple enlisted uniform, patch and all, she'd apparently done a lot to secure their identities.

The storm troopers leading past the storage room, not knowing the better, simply saluted the saboteur, and she had to keep going.

"Who are you?" she suddenly heard from behind.

OOC

Vonta I will not edit my post, as you stated you were beginning to go searching. I CAN detect your Force user capability because you never posted hiding it, and editting it now would be highly illegal (god moding). As for the slicer thing...he ain't no droid, sorry. He's a player...easily one of the best slicers you'll ever meet, when you enter the ship in the middle of combat, that raises suspicions. I will not edit my post, RP off of it.