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Battle of Deralia
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| Jamie_the_Hutt | Date: Friday, 14 Oct 2011, 10:46 PM | Message # 1 |
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| Behind the moon of Deralia (at the point it was opposite the Deralian Capital), a turbo laser's range off, the Peoples Front Of Dantooine's Flagship, a Maurauder-class Corvette entered from hyperspace, it's weapons prepared for battle and it's decks cleared for battle. It did not launch it's fighter compliment but moved in the shadow of the moon towards Deralia proper. It left it's hyperdrive fully charged and had an escape vector planned in case an assault was to come, using the moon's gravity to give it extra speed as it flirted with the edge of it's gravity well.
The plan appeared to be to launch a bombardment upon the Capital of the Moon, the turbolasers of the vessel taking a target, already precharged and ready to go. Dantooinians didn't like Deralians and Jamie had been upstaged by Lagrange's men when they burned out Romano's place. Jamie was showing he could hit them too, and where it hurts.
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Noone to stop them... this was too easy. Thought the crew as they opened fire with their turbolasers, a trio of turbolaser volleys fired from their cannons, accompanied by a comms burst "DEATH!" they transmitted, before the gravity helped them come about, pirouetting in the gravity to give them speed as they gunned their engines away, skimming across the gravity of the moon before being spun away towards deep space, its passage from the moon's gravity well being accelerated.
The blasts had been precision targeted about the capital, aiming for the critical power generators and the main civic buildings, having had a moment to target their weapons the attack had been awfully effective, the attack had been one intended to hit the locals where it hurt.
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Again with noone stopping them, or attempting to stop them, they cruised smoothly outside of the gravity well of the moon taking their time and escaping to hyperspace as they did so with a smooth blue blur and over the radio a "YEEEEEEHAAAAAA" (A traditional Dantooine expression of joy).
The Capital of the Moon was devastated, there was no power in many areas and hundreds lay dead from the raid, including much of the Deralian Administration and many Deralian planetary citizens (because of the targeting of municipal buildings such as the Starport, Capitol and Military base). The main armory in the Capital's Military base was hit, causing it to blow sky high and raining down debris across kilometers, destroying a good quantity of material and vehicles in the nearby garages. Casualties staggered bloody through the streets holding their burned limbs or lay charred in the street. There was a great weeping and gnashing of teeth across the Capital.
The already present discontent began to bubble and simmer, as the rumour spread the raid was organized by Deralia. As the rumour indeed spread that Deralia had evidently left the moon undefended and made no effort to protect the moon, the fleet was nowhere to be seen..
Message edited by Jamie_the_Hutt - Friday, 14 Oct 2011, 10:46 PM |
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| Benito_Ximénez | Date: Monday, 17 Oct 2011, 4:31 AM | Message # 2 |
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| Deralia's Royal Intelligence Service did indeed ensure the Dantooine terrorist attack was successful, by ensuring the forces available were tied up in customs duty. The bulk of their space forces were, however, already out of the system, preparing for a major operation that would, hopefully, be under way soon. Deralia needed a rallying cry, and frankly, the burnt down shop of a shamed expatriate was not going to cut it. However, a couple hundred dead of Celest, the second moon of Deralia, would surely do the trick. Investigations would occur, RIS would rifle through its troves of data, and send out people to do further work on figuring out who was behind the attack. "Luckily" for the Deralians, they had Special Operations assets already where they needed to be, working to avenge Mr. Romano. Now, their mission would expand.
It was all part of the plan, to Benito, who sat in his office long after hours. Darkened, the bright lights of Mithra illuminated his office in a form of urban beauty. He preferred the Imperial City office over the company headquarters in Mithra. Something about the urban environment, stirred him. Being on his home continent probably had something to do with it as well. Nonetheless, he watched the city, as data streams began pouring on the display behind him. News coverage, communications, etc. Anything and everything to do with the attack was quickly being logged by his private server. He took a deep breath before turning around, and seeing the carnage of orbital bombardment upon a urban moon. Celest was an urban landscape, filled to the brim with life while still being able to maintain itself (oceans still filled with life, agriculture possible, etc.); many of those that called it home were Deralian... many more were not. The species of the moons were beginning to become more vocal in their dissatisfaction with the Deralian government, which was, in their eyes, all too cozy with the Empire. With this orbital strike, Deralia had another reason to increase troop levels on the moons, as well as a few enemies killed by their newly found enemy.
Dissent was always a part of Deralian life, and in fact this was a time with markedly low dissent; on Deralia itself, at least. It was unfortunate that loyal, royal subjects had to perish in the attack, but it was a facet of life anymore. Who truly knew when and where a terrorist was going to strike in these times, not even RIS was truly expecting this particular attack. They merely expected something, and it was in fact their efforts to stop someone dead in their tracks, and red handed, that allowed this strike to occur. They had arrayed the military into customs duty because they were convinced a bombing was the mode of attack. It was not a true plot to allow an attack to occur. They, in fact, wanted to catch someone, so they could have a target immediately. Instead, they would have to take their time, but it was also an advantage, for they controlled the evidence and how the cards fell to the table. Either way, their ultimate goals would be achieved. As Benito looked through the data, all he could think at the moment was how perfectly the universe had laid the cards on the table for him.
Benito Ximénez
Director, Royal Intelligence Service
Message edited by Benito_Ximénez - Monday, 17 Oct 2011, 11:44 AM |
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