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Tactical Retreat to Dantooine
Cal_JacksonDate: Monday, 16 May 2011, 11:29 PM | Message # 31
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He turned to the General, saluting him as he entered the room, and spoke to him, following Captain Nelia's comment of confidence, which made him flash a cocky smile. "I can not only fly anything with an engine, but make it dance like an angel." he said, looking at both of them. He turned back in time to witness the exchange between Captain Brogan and Line Captain Deamora, which caused him to raise an eyebrow. It was rather... irrational, of Deamora, to threaten the Captain so harshly, who was merely acting under his superior's orders. Then again, it seemed rationality was not one of the Line Captain's strongest character traits. Then again, it could be argued it was just as odd that Moff Cole, whose territory was on the other side of the galaxy for the sake of argument, was sending ships into the Raioballo Sector; it could further more be argued that Moff Cole didn't even have authority in this region, or any outside the Abrion Sector for that matter.

Never the less, he gave a long, stone hard, and yet inquisitive, doubtful, and judgmental gaze towards Deamora, before speaking. "Really? An Inquisitor? Line Captain, I hate to point this out to you, but if an Inquisitor were assigned to this mission, he would be the one briefing us and more than likely be in charge of the operation as well. Further more, I do not believe you are required, let alone mandated nor expected, to test the loyalties of other officers, least of all those who have been called in to clean up your mess." he said. He paused for a moment, hoping at this point to have the backing of the Captain; the General was a more optimistic bet, however, in this regard. "With all due respect, sir, while in charge of this mission, you are the Star Destroyer Captain who retreated from battle against some fighters and freighters over a insurgent backwater, Outer Rim world of a population no larger than 20,000 people. We are the people here to rectify that mistake, I believe you owe us more than feeling the need to test our loyalties." he said. He then snapped to attention and gave a crisp salute. "General Horrace's transport won't be touched, sir!" he exclaimed, and then quickly leaving the room to head down to the hangar and prep the Shuttle for return to the ship.



Major Cal Jackson
Commander of the 27th Imperial Fighter Squadron
Flight Operations Officer for the Star Destroyer Impavid
 
Captain_DeamoraDate: Tuesday, 17 May 2011, 0:38 AM | Message # 32
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Ali'Zarin brought his hand up, his coat parting for the moment as he spoke to the Major. "Do not always look at things in absolutes. Just because it may not seem like it, doesnt not mean that one is not what they say. Why else would a crew, ship and captain not exist. There are things always at work behind the veil that not even you can see past." He turned as he readied to head to the bridge, his coat opening further until the brilliant chrome hilt of a lightsaber was showing, enough so that anyone in the room could see it before he began his walk towards the doors. "Also Mr. Jackson. While you may view rationality as a character trait, being un-rational and unpredictable can also be character traits as well. One must look at all angles and sides rather than view things in black and white. Do your mission, the Admirality has already mentioned commendations for yourself, your Captain and the General. Also, dont question what is beyond your knowledge." Ali'Zarin stepped from the room, the doors slamming behind him as he walked to the bridge. Stepping on it as he pulled his coat off to reveal the Dark Jedi robes beneath. His men saluting as they nodded. Ali'Zarin watching the screen before him.

"When the General and Captain are back on their ships be ready to jump to Alurion. Lets get this ruined mission finished so we can return to the proper missions that this ship is meant for." His men nodded as they saluted before going to work. Their engines beginning to power up, their navigational officers setting in the course of Alurion as they began to plot the proper course. The hyperdrive engines beginning to hum as they prepared for their jump. Ali'Zarin's arms crossing behind his back as he clasped his hands together. He acted how he needed to act, to see the reactions of others, it was a hobby of his, to see how others would react. Mr. Jackson as it would be, seemed to be the one that needed to throw in his two cents with every comment, many of them smart-assed and made to walk the thin line of insubordination. The Captain and General though were more streamed lined, no personality between either of them, nor enough to even fill a small glass in his own opinion.

He sighed as he waited, he had enough time of dealing with politics as well as the dealings with those he was sent. His mind was sent on other things though, missions that the ship was better suited for other than just this little screwed up rebellion and dealing with it.



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Alzarin Deamora
Black Ops Commander
 
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