| Valin_Rall | Date: Monday, 21 May 2012, 8:40 PM | Message # 1 |
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| Having sat quietly for the past two days in the dead of space, and watching the patrols of Imperial vessels coming through the area, the crew waited until the last patrol left, leaving any backup for Norval II at least a week away, giving more than enough time for the job to be finished. The Diamond class cruiser slowly came to life as the droids on board sent out the message, the coast was clear for the moment to let the rest of the fleet jump in. It was only a matter of moments before the two Munificent class Star Frigates, and two Saboath Destroyers dropped from hyperspace, the hangers opening on the Saboath's as the four Sheathipede class transports emerged from within the ships, the pilots making a course for the last known location of the Mandalorian Protectors during the Clone Wars where they lost the vast majority of their forces. The four shuttles were escorted down by a squadron of Vulture Droid fighters, six on each side to keep their flanks covered, as a second squadron split to place six ahead of the shuttles, with another six behind, all staggered to ensure a full field of cover from any fighters that might emerge, yet was unlikely that they would as no one knew the fleet was there at that moment, and any backup was a week away at the most, and even if anything was any closer, it would take them a day or more to arrive and wouldn't be of any help.
The shuttles marked their landing spots as needed and slowly came in, their approach on the dark side of the planet making picking up the shuttles much more difficult as they would more than likely appear as meteors streaking down to the planet. The four shuttles slowly came to a stop as they landed on the old battle site, already finding the old bodies of the droids strewn about from their last place where they fell. Each shuttle's ramps slowly dropped as B2s slowly lumbered out of the compartment each one with orders to retrieve the pieces of droids as they went about their work, pulling the limbs, torsos and heads, along with any components that had been left out in the open, every bit was going to be of use and wasn't going to be left back if it could be helped. A few of the B2s even managed to dig up an old corpse or two of the Mandalorians, pulling the armor apart and dumping the old decayed bones and bodies into the snow of Norval II that coated the ancient battlefield that still showed the effects of the last battle that had been there.
Working within a limited window of time, the droids hurriedly gathered up bodies, droids and Mandalorians alike and threw them into the shuttles, leaving just enough room and weight for their own to re-board the shuttles. The Vulture droids, having landed with the shuttles and gone into their walking forms, had patrolled the borders of the battlefield. While a few of them flew over head in security passes before the two squadrons all pulled up, the shuttles engines starting as their boarding ramps began to close, shutting with a tight hissing before they lift up and headed back towards the vessels that they had arrived with, the formation of vulture droids once more staggered around them to provide cover as they broke through the atmosphere and headed towards the Destroyers, pulling into the hangers, which would in turn being to close once the shuttles and fighters were secure within, the fleet pulling up into formation with the most vulnerable Diamond Class Cruiser at the middle to keep fighters off of the Star Frigates as the two Destroyers pulled along side, one on each flank of the Frigates, with all ships powering up their hyperdrive engines, and readying to jump away from Norval II provided there were no complications.Added (21 May 2012, 8:40 PM)
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The moment that their hyperdrive engines were fully powered up, and there was no sign of any other vessels in the area that came in an attempt to stop them or prevent them from leaving, the captains of the vessels nodded. The starfighters had all been accounted for, as had the shuttles. All of them locked into position in the hanger bays as the two Destroyers and two Frigates jumped into Hyperspace, clearing the area and leaving no sign that they had been there, or which way they were going or where they would end up at in the end.
Lord Rall of Queyta
Lord of Winter and Hero of Rhen Var
Knight-General of Drongar
Destroyer of Worlds
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| Iago_Ares | Date: Sunday, 27 May 2012, 6:07 PM | Message # 2 |
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| ((Apologies for getting a little late on this, but in principle, a two post successful endeavor isn't exactly the greatest RP in the world. While I lacked any notification, citing Management's position on this RP, would you mind back up a few beats? I mean, to cite other players, many made several posts to accomplish far less. Had the same effort been made here, I'd be more than willing to step aside and allow uncontested success. However, lacking any notification, as Management cited, I'm going to have to ask a re-write here back to when they were on the surface.))
His Excellency, Grand Moff Iago Ares
Regional Governor of the Triellus Oversector
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