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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Jan 21, 2010 21:14:49 GMT -5
*Camulus finishes his meal and then stands up. He tosses the empty dishes into the scullery and walks out of the Ward Room. He walks down the passageway and heads back to the Bridge. He steps out onto the bridge and walks over to his chair. He sits down and looks at Admiral Graves.*
Anything to report Admiral?
*Graves shakes his head.*
Nothing yet m'lord. The enemy Fleet still hasn't responded. This is most unusual. They may be Imperials turned traitor to the High Command. What should we do m'lord?
*Camulus growls quietly hearing Graves. He shakes his head.*
Traitor they may be, let's wait and see if we get a comm from them or from High Command. If neither, we'll open fire. I'm sick and tired of waiting here as it is.
*Graves nods his head.*
Of course my lord.
*Camulus stands up and walks down the walkway of the bridge and looks out the forward view windows at the enemy fleet. He then turns and walks back to his command chair. He sits down and pulls up the comm code for the Imperial High Fleet Command.*
This is Imperial Inquisitor Lord Camulus. I am reporting on the current situation. Enemy Fleet remains unresponsive to my hails. They appear to be Imperial, but unsure of at the moment. Requesting further instructions on how to proceed with the situation.
*He then finishes his transmission and shuts off the comm. He leans back in his chair and waits for a reply.*
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Post by Lord Ire on Jan 21, 2010 22:18:50 GMT -5
Camulus' comm-unit beeps and Imperial Grand Admiral Tuulk appears on the screen, his Chiss eyes looking like they could burn holes in durasteel. He doesn't like this move by the enemy fleet, appearing to be Imperial and not responding to hails. The Admiral takes exception to the challenge though, not answering a coded friend or foe message is one of the quickest ways to promote a fire fight between ships.
"Inquisitor, this is Grand Admiral Tuulk of RGE High Command." Tuulks deep and slightly raspy voice informs. "Deploy your fleet and coordinate with YMS to ensure none of them leave the system. The Atrocity and myself will be there shortly. If the enemy fleet reacts to your movement in a hostile manner, destroy them."
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Jan 21, 2010 22:28:12 GMT -5
*Camulus listens to the message from Grand Admiral Tuulk and grins evilly, his eyes glowing a faint red.*
Excellent. It will be done Grand Admiral. I await your arrival.
*He shuts off the comms-unit and looks at Admiral Graves.*
Admiral, we have new orders. We are to deploy the Fleet to surround the enemy fleet. If they attempt to leave the system, we are to destroy them. Grand Admiral Tuulk and the Atrocity will be enroute to assist us. Also, cooridnate with the local authority here and inform them of what we're doing.
*Admiral Graves nods his head and stands up.*
It will be done m'lord.
*He walks over to the communications console and begins dispatching orders to the rest of the Fleet. Camulus stands up and walks to the forward bridge window and stares out at his fleet and watches as they begin to move towards and surround the enemy fleet.*
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Post by Admiral Vanstone on Jan 25, 2010 11:16:48 GMT -5
Admiral Vanstone gazed out at the DeathHammer fleet, watching as they took new positions.
A comms officer and a Lietenant slicer approached him at the viewport.
"The update?" inquired Vanstone.
"We have recieved an Imperial transmission, no doubt from High Command itself. It was Grand Admiral Tuulk."
"Could you make anything from it?"
The slicer stepped forward. "No sir. The encrypt was rather well done. But the only thing we were able to salvage was Tuulk mentioning the Atrocity."
"So he is on his way here. Interesting, and understandable."
"Sir?" the comms officer asked.
"The High Command believes that we are enemies to the Empire, and are reacting in the way that they see fit."
Vanstone strode over to the comms center. "The Fleet Admiral warned me about this. He told me that our lives were possibly in danger. But he said there was a method to his madness."
Vanstone sighed. "If the DeathHammer fleet opens fire on Imperial-controlled Destroyers, the Fleet Admiral might be very pleased. However, we won't. We may not be leaving Yaga Minor for some time."
The slicer shifted nervously. "How high is the risk of the enemy fleet opening fire?"
"By the standards on which the Fleet Admiral conceded," Vanstone stated, "Very high. That is why he is ordering us to keep a live feed of the area to him on his personal encrypt coding, and for us to have a recording ourselves."
"Sir, if the Atrocity is truly coming...?"
"Then according to the Fleet Admiral it will show the level of corruption and distrust that the Imperial High Command has toward its own members."
"How would he do that?"
"He will present it to the Imperial Senate, showing the, pardon my use of a pun, atrocity, of Imperial actions. After that, only he knows. He has yet to tell me more than three steps in advance."
Vanstone walked back toward the viewport, watching DeathHammer surround his fleet. "Order the fleet to form a protective barrier around the Calamitous. Overlap the shield generator fields, and appear to be cornered. Also, prepare an Imperial shuttle for departure from the main hangar bay. I would like a droid pilot for this job, by the way."
The comms officer swallowed, and then walked toward a Lieutenant, transferring orders.
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Jan 25, 2010 16:10:09 GMT -5
*He quietly looks out the window and sees that his Fleet has gotten into position. He then notices the enemy fleet has begun to form a defensive position around the main ship.*
Hmm, interesting.
*He turns and walks back down the walkway to his command chair and sits down. He turns and looks at Admiral Graves.*
It appears the enemy has decided to get defensive. How goes the status of our fleet?
*Graves looks up from his console.*
Yes my lord. They're defending the largest of their fleet. That might be the enemy flagship. Our Fleet is in position and we are awaiting the arrival of Grand Admiral Tuulk and the Atrocity. All is going according to schedule.
*Camulus nods his head.*
Good. That is good to hear. Now, we'll just wait and see what else the enemy does.
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Post by Admiral Vanstone on Jan 25, 2010 16:33:53 GMT -5
(OOC: My computer won't let me log in, so...yeah.)
Admiral Vanstone gazed at the DeathHammer fleet.
"Tell all the Captains to prepare to be fired upon, and to make sure all the cameras are recording."
"Sir?"
"And reiterate again that no shots are to be fired, even upon destruction."
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Post by Lord Ire on Jan 25, 2010 17:01:36 GMT -5
Admiral Tuulk stands on the bridge of the Atrocity, looking out as the stars streak pass the viewport. As he stands there, Ensign Ricky approaches with a datapad for Grand Admiral Tuulk. "Report, Ensign."
"We have received word that Inquisitor Camulus has broken formation and set up the defensive perimeter around the unknown fleet.” replies the Ensign.
And, still no contact from these mystery guests?”
“Not one squawk, Sir.” Ricky responds. “We have received word from YMS Security, they are still at a high level of readiness.”
“I can’t place it… something isn’t right about this whole mess.” Tuulk says as he thinks out loud.
“Sir?” Ricky asks being slightly confused.
“How long until we reach orbit of Yaga Minor?”
“ETA: 15 minutes, Sir”
Tuulks face shows his deep thought as to how this can and possibly will play out, neither of which are simple or clean. Weighing his options, Tuulk responds in the best way he knows how. “Prep two squadrons of TIE/Phantoms and have them ready to launch under cloak as soon as we enter the system. As soon as they are away, ready the shields to full and power up the weapons to standby only so we can get the drop on them if we enter a shooting range.”
“Very good, Sir” Ricky says with a nod before heading back to his station.
“And Ensign, inform Inquisitor Camulus that we will be arriving shortly.” Tuulk says, giving the parting order.
“Yes, Sir.”
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Jan 25, 2010 17:38:11 GMT -5
*The communications console begins beeping as an incoming transmission arrives. The communications officer looks up at Camulus.*
My lord? We're receiving a comminucation from the Atrocity. They informing us that they'll arrive in Orbit shortly.
*Camulus smiles darkly and nods his head.*
Very well Ensign.
*He leans back in his chair and looks out the forward bridge windows, awaiting the arrival of the Atrocity.*
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Post by Lord Ire on Jan 25, 2010 20:32:07 GMT -5
Soon the Atrocity appears from hyperspace and launches its cloaked alert fighter squadrons of TIE/Phantoms. As soon as the fighters exit the hangar bay, the Atrocity's shields come up at full power to make sure the mystery fleet doesn't have an opening to get a shot off. Tuulk knows that raising the ship's shields might be construde as hostile but only to those looking for a fight; not to mention raising shields in the middle of an already tense situation is just prudent.
Tuulk looks at the huddled mass of the mystery fleet surrounding and protecting the apparent flagship as well as Inquisitor Camulus' fleet. The Atrocity is still away from the major action but is not entirely out of harms way, Tuulk knows this and heads over to the comstation. "Ensign Ricky, get on the wire to YMS Security and tell them that I have arrived to take care of the matter personally."
"What if he asks me what's going on, Sir? Should I tell him we might be dealing with a rouge Imperial?" Ricky asks inquisitively.
"Let me find out what we are dealing with first Ensign." Grand Admiral Tuulk replies to the Ensign's inquiry. "In the mean time, assure them that we will not allow any harm to befall their shipyards."
"Yes, Sir." Ricky responds befroe sending coded transmissions to YMS Security and YMS Engineering. Tuulk walks over to the tactical station that gives him a layout of Yaga Minor's orbit, the cluster of unknown ships surrounded by Imperial vessels and the Atrocity off to the side. The tine red dots in between the mess counts for each of the cloaked TIE/Phantoms circling; the soup is starting to thicken and soon the main course will be served. Tuulk watches as the data comes in and notices that each of the mystery fleet ships is putting out an Imperial transponder code.
"Interesting..." Tuulk comments. Tuulk presses a button on the tactical control table and opens a channel to Inquisitor Camulus. "Lord Camulus, this is Grand Admiral Tuulk. Continue to hold your position and begin recording on all frequencies, I am about to find out who these bothersome flies are and I want it recorded on a separate system than just my own."
No sooner that Tuulk closes the comline, he opens another channel on a broadband frequency to make sure there is no doubt that the mystery fleet can here him. "Attention unidentified fleet, this is Grand Admiral Tuulk of RGE High Command. You have failed to respond to repeated hailing attempts from both YMS and RGE officials. Respond to this transmission or you risk inferring hostile intent on your part."
Tuulk sits back and waits for a response, tapping the general alert button on the console gently as he waits.
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Post by Lord Zairon on Jan 25, 2010 21:28:42 GMT -5
A short time after the arrival of Tuulk a private very secured message comes over Tuulk's com. The message features a heavy encryption known only by those of the High Command and contains only one word. "Knightfall." The voice is digitally altered making who it is impossible to pick out. However, those who need to know will know.
Then about twenty minutes later in the hanger of the Attrocity two figures clad in red and black armor climb out of their vehicles which hadn't been there until suddenly. The lead figure, walking with a very well hidden limp, nods at the group in the hanger. They had been expecting him.
Then the two armored figures are escorted to the command center to meet with the Grand Admiral. The lead figure removes his helmet with his left hand and salutes. "Grand Admiral, I'm reporting as ordered, sir."
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Jan 25, 2010 23:47:12 GMT -5
*Camulus looks up as he sees the Atrocity arrive in orbit.*
Its about time.
*He mutters quietly. He then hears the communications from Grand Admiral Tuulk. He pushes the button.*
Understood Grand Admiral. I'll commence the recordings now.
*He looks at his communications officer and nods his head. The communications officer begins recording all frequencies.*
Recording as ordered my lord.
*Camulus smiles and looks back towards the Atrocity.*
Now, its time to have some fun.
*He leans back in his chair and awaits further orders.*
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Post by Admiral Vanstone on Jan 26, 2010 11:19:12 GMT -5
Admiral Vanstone stared at the newly imcoming Atrocity.
"Cease all intraship communications." he ordered.
"Yes, sir." called the comms officer.
"Give me a feed to the Atrocity itself. No other ships."
"As you wish."
Vanstone turned from the viewport, turning his back to the DeathHammer fleet and the Atrocity, and strode over to the comms board.
"This is Imperial Admiral William Vanstone. I am here under diplomatic immunity from Fleet Admiral James Cook. What is your reasons for threatening hostilities with fellow RGE forces?"
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Post by Lord Ire on Jan 26, 2010 18:05:42 GMT -5
As Zairon and his fellow knight appear on the bridge, Tuulk turns his attention briefly from the fleet clustered together on his tactical readout station to the Knights. Tuulk took a moment to scan the knights once over, he secretly chuckles when he sees Zairon trying his best to not look hurt. "I take it those smelly Vongs gave you a run for your money on Utapau?"
Before Tuulk can finish the comline beeps with Admiral Vanstone's response to his hail. Tuulk doesn't like the young Admiral's tone but keeps his cool, giving a little edge to his voice as he responds.
"First off, Admiral, I am the senior RGE officer in this system, not Admiral Cook who has not been seen for quite some time and is facing AWOL charges, and you will speak to me with respect or I'll discharge you for insubordination right here and you won't have diplomatic anything. Do you get me?" Tuulk says before giving a brief pause and taking a breath, what he just said was quite a mouthful. "Secondly, I didn't threaten you Admiral. I informed you that your unwillingness to comply to hails can be inferred as hostile. Most honest people answer hails from authority figures and it is suspect when a commander doesn't answer a hail."
Tuulk mutes the comline and turns to Zairon and his knight. "Get to your fighters and begin making your way towards that cluster of ships. If this Admiral continues to be bothersome, I'll let you and your knight take him into custody."
Turning his attention back to the comline to Vanstone, Tuulk un-mutes the line. "Now, getting back to your reason for being in this system. You appear over a planet under the flag of the RGE, your place here is suspect and therefore are hailed by YMS Security, you refuse to answer hails from them and when contacted by RGE offiicials you do the same. To be honest I should bust you to Ensign for your actions, tell me why I shouldn't."
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Post by Lord Zairon on Jan 26, 2010 18:47:29 GMT -5
Zairon nodded, "Yes, sir." He said saluting. "Hopefully, it won't have to come to that and he'll obey orders." He said before turning and walking out with Lady Athena following behind him.
"This could be fun." He says with a smirk as they are walking through the hallways back to the hanger.
"Fun? Storming a Star Destroyer with you injured and just the two of us?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"We're from High Command, hopefully most his soldiers will realize they should be assisting us. Any who assist him are aid to his treason." Zairon said with a shrug. "Sides, they're grunts. None of them compare to our training." He said as they entered the hanger.
"Hm, good point. Just don't over exert yourself please." Lady Athena said as she climbed into her Tie Phantom.
Zairon nodded and climbed into his. Once the two Knights were powered up, they turned on their cloaking devices and sensor jammers and launched into space heading towards the fleet ahead of them. With their sensor jammers and cloaking device they'd be invisible.
They tuned into the communications so they could hear the outcome and slowly approached the flagship of the rogue fleet awaiting to see the outcome. If Vanstone did not comply they'd board the ship and try and get him to cease this madness. If he still resisted, they'd be force to place him underarrest. Hopefully it wouldn't come to a fight.
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Post by Admiral Vanstone on Jan 27, 2010 11:36:47 GMT -5
Admiral Vanstone started.
"Well, Admiral Tuulk, you seem to be in a sulky mood. Charging my Fleet Admiral with AWOL? He's currently over Msst."
Vanstone laughed. "That's right, you don't know where Msst is! Besides that, you'll never be able to find it. It is, most literally, impossible. There are too many safeguards."
Vanstone saw in his peripheral vision a short, black hooded figure, and he gained confidence. "You wouldn't be able to demote me, Admiral. Should anything happen to me, repercussions will take place. That is why you will not take me, as you say it in High Command, by force."
Vanstone flipped off the comms system and turned to the comms officer. "Not like it matters much anyways. They won't be able to arrest me."
"Why not, sir?"
Vanstone eyed the Noghri. "Fleet Admiral Cook is on his way."
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